the world was given a gift, 59 years ago. the gift is/was/become Stevie Wonder. so i share with you some of my favorites.
5.13.2009
4.29.2009
Blind Dedication
Use Me - Bill Withers
being used must feel good. a person i know, lives this song. and is happy to do it. if you are happy than i am happy. better you than me
Better late than never
why does murs always do this. he will leak his videos months or even years after the album dropped. better late than never.
4.28.2009
4.25.2009
This is how i am feeling right now
my addition,
why is that you are charging me a $14.99 convenience fee to take my credit card payment over the phone? why must we pay a convenience fee of any kind. shouldn't it be convenient that i pay you anyhow, especially if you want it on time.
Funk Dat
4.21.2009
It don't stop
The Foreign Exchange feat. Darien Brockington - "Take Off The Blues" from The Foreign Exchange on Vimeo
the concert is over but i can't get it off of my head. i have been waiting for this video since December. In Decemebr Nicolay said Take Off the Blues would be the next singlei finally got it. i am so happy that they are getting some shine, still not as much as they deserve but a step in the right direction. i saw them in Carrboro at the Cat's Cradle on Fri on a cupcake mission. then my peoples, whom i am so proud of came out in numbers in Charlotte on Sunday.
So to Charlotteans, thanks for bringin ya black asses out and allowing yourselves to get blessed. hopefully this wont be the last time. can we represent more than once this year, please.
but in '09, the year of elevating, why does phonte have anthony hamilton's old beard? i'll let him slide though
4.19.2009
4.17.2009
Thursdays
if you are in town, come out to Crave on Thursday nights, Crave is right beside Cans on 5th st. Bring ya black asses!!!!!!
4.14.2009
A message to the Boykrew
This goes out to the Boykrew. 'cakin has been on the rise lately. i just hope you aren't walking to your cars pullin' a Hakeem. whats next, Shai dedications on the Preston Miles Show? lets just keep it in check.
out,
o2
4.03.2009
Damn Jakes!
i got harassed by the pigs today. it took me till i was 29 to get this definitively black experience. i was driving down the highway. i passed a cop on the side of the road. i had slowed down so i was doing close to the speed limit when i passed. about two miles down the road i see the cop coming up behind me. being innocent, i moved to the right lane to let him pass. he followed. then cut on the lights. i obliged. i was a little pissed that i might get a second speeding ticket in 6 months.
he rolls up and asks for my license and registration. and then tells me that when i had passed him i was going 70 mpg, which is the speed limit in Davidson County, NC, but i was only two carlengths behind the truck in front of me. and by law i should be at least 1 carlength per each 10mpg of speed i am driving. now i sincerely tried to not give him the infamous frq sideye. yeah the one that acknowledges how much of a dumbass i really think you are. i don't know if that worked, but he immeadiately said that at most i would get written warning. now, besides a little wasted time, i would take that and not let Jake fuck up a lovely Spring day in NC, one of the few absolutely free things in life i enjoy.
so as i wait on the shoulder besides mile marker 99, i watch as he types on the computer and talks on his walkie talkie about three times. he then returns to the car, hands me my registration (actually bill of sale cause i just bought the car last week) but there is not damn citation. he holds on to my license asks me where i was going, where i was leaving from, and to confirm my address in the most casual way. he asks when i bought the car, now i almost messed up.
now all of my info is in my name. and as a cop he has to know that it takes a while for the dmv to send your plates and registration. so dont trip, flatfooter!!! but he asks again, when did i buy the car. i said two weeks ago because thats when i should have received the car. well due to some slack ass mechanics and lack of open conversation i had to wait a full week before i could pick it up and finalize the deal. so my answer was unclear and for a professional racial profiler from Davidson County, my answers werent totally adding up. but my info is straight so go back to eating donuts and maybe even do some real police work. i retract my earlier statement and tell him the correct date. nice and succint, luckily i had my glasses on and didnt look threatening. he returns my ID and i leave.
i have a policy to never let cops fuck up my days so my blood pressure didnt rise even little bit. cause i'd hate to give them the pleasure of making some trumped up charges and red tape that will at the end cost me time energy and money and maybe some jobs in the future. some of these clowny ass hr reps look at the arrests and make a decision without thinking about convictions or getting any other information. especially cause i have nothing to hide. you gotta do better if you think you can serve the kid.
who are you serving and who are you protecting? i have the right to drive an 02 Jetta that i bought. and drive within the speed limit.
try this help, me somebody some time. wouldnt that be a good idea.
Constables - O.C.
he rolls up and asks for my license and registration. and then tells me that when i had passed him i was going 70 mpg, which is the speed limit in Davidson County, NC, but i was only two carlengths behind the truck in front of me. and by law i should be at least 1 carlength per each 10mpg of speed i am driving. now i sincerely tried to not give him the infamous frq sideye. yeah the one that acknowledges how much of a dumbass i really think you are. i don't know if that worked, but he immeadiately said that at most i would get written warning. now, besides a little wasted time, i would take that and not let Jake fuck up a lovely Spring day in NC, one of the few absolutely free things in life i enjoy.
so as i wait on the shoulder besides mile marker 99, i watch as he types on the computer and talks on his walkie talkie about three times. he then returns to the car, hands me my registration (actually bill of sale cause i just bought the car last week) but there is not damn citation. he holds on to my license asks me where i was going, where i was leaving from, and to confirm my address in the most casual way. he asks when i bought the car, now i almost messed up.
now all of my info is in my name. and as a cop he has to know that it takes a while for the dmv to send your plates and registration. so dont trip, flatfooter!!! but he asks again, when did i buy the car. i said two weeks ago because thats when i should have received the car. well due to some slack ass mechanics and lack of open conversation i had to wait a full week before i could pick it up and finalize the deal. so my answer was unclear and for a professional racial profiler from Davidson County, my answers werent totally adding up. but my info is straight so go back to eating donuts and maybe even do some real police work. i retract my earlier statement and tell him the correct date. nice and succint, luckily i had my glasses on and didnt look threatening. he returns my ID and i leave.
i have a policy to never let cops fuck up my days so my blood pressure didnt rise even little bit. cause i'd hate to give them the pleasure of making some trumped up charges and red tape that will at the end cost me time energy and money and maybe some jobs in the future. some of these clowny ass hr reps look at the arrests and make a decision without thinking about convictions or getting any other information. especially cause i have nothing to hide. you gotta do better if you think you can serve the kid.
who are you serving and who are you protecting? i have the right to drive an 02 Jetta that i bought. and drive within the speed limit.
try this help, me somebody some time. wouldnt that be a good idea.
Constables - O.C.
3.27.2009
3.23.2009
Coming Soon
I read in the Charlotte Disturber that a non-stop flight to Rio de Janiero is coming soon to Charlotte. fellas, boykrew, BBE time to stop all this bullshitting and make it happen. Imma get there one day, just hope you are there to experience it with me.
Selfish Promotion
ladies, i am hitting my stride. test me if you want. DJ Justice thanks for playing my theme song.
Did you see Dennis "Hot Plate" Edwards. He was sharp back in his day. Twenty 25 years and 100 pounds later, i think he still has the same haircut. but the jam is sick still
3.17.2009
This is a FRQ PSA
if your ass is darker than a brown paper bag, you better not ever leave the house without applying ample amounts of lotion. i don't care if your color is due to extreme sunburn or a fluke recessive trait, there is no excuse.
so this goes out to you, with your ashy ass. i see you at work 2 or 3 times a week. i understand you live literally across the street. so you come in laid back in shorts and sandals, even when it is cold. i don't judge. but if you ashy ass corners me again and asks a thousand redundant questions, then repeats a third of them. i will promptly direct you towards the Lubriderm, Vaseline Intesive Care, Jergens, or the Vaseline is in 8 oz jar. if that does not work i will give you precise directions to the beauty supply store off Eastway where my man Muhammad and his brother Omar, will direct you to all of the Palmers and Queen Helene products they carry.
if those products don't work, i am sure i can find someone with some solidified bacon grease that you could work into those ashy ass pores of yours.
now i know you are Indian, Pakistani or another nationality from that area so you may see things a little different. but your calves look like they were battered at Hardee's this morning. and for that there is no excuse, irregardless of where you are from. ashy-ness has no place in public.
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