Zu York City

Stream of Consciousness: "Distress"

2008-07-14T03:48:00.003-05:00

I'm sitting, watching Family Guy in the dark
while a Monster is chewing my Heart out of my Chest
. . .

. . .

No, this isn't a Sigourney Weaver movie
Just the wound left by the evils of Beauty
the Oilfires of Envy, flamed by Insecurities
and Fueled with Hatred
And in my rage, nothing is sacred
So FUCK YOU.

Sigh . . .

I realize life is hard. I've known that since I was born; its no mystery. But man . . . I've never had such a toll taken on my mentality as I have right nolw. I'm hurting on so many levels just to know that I've not only lost the battle, but I have inevitably lost the war, and now I'm forced to sit and watch my demise as this journey unfolds. I had only so much going for me; now I have nothing. Well, I do have something -- correction: some things -- but the magnitude of my problems eclipses my potential. I have several ideas on how to continue moving on in life, all of which seem fruitless as far as getting this Monster out of my chest. But how long will I play dumb?

SHIT!
I took the "Blue Pill" like a sucka
Immersed myself in the Matrix like this Shit was Real
Who am I convincing?
You're not fooling you, Me
Might be plugged into the Feed, but you won't Consume Me
I knew she . . .
She . . .
Who? . . . Who, B?

Forget about it, my nigga.
That's right; I'll just forget about it, my nigga.
Where them "Dolphins" at?

Sigh . . .

Really, the way I feel now is that the pain has been dealt, and I shouldn't stress about the past. Okay, I can do that. Now, how the fuck do you keep from stressing the Present? How do you keep from stressing the Future? Especially when both are out of your hands. Especially when gas prices remind you that you're struggling. And that those are guys aren't. You're the fucked up one, remember? Or is it just your life thats fucked up? Shit . . .

To achieve Perfection,
all Imperfections must be Removed
But if you take that approach to Life
What will you have left to Lose?

Answer: Just Your Life

Suicide is the dumbest way to lose your life, period. You want to die in a way thats gets no sympathy from me? Then kill yourself. I've never understood the reason why someone would want to end their own life. Read that last sentence one more time. The keyword there is "end." That's right motherfucker, its the end. You have just given up any chance you have of achieving happiness. It doesn't matter what your beliefs are, you're fucked any way, jailhouse style. Almost every major religion considers suicide a waste of life; Islam, Judaism, and Christianity all condemn suicide cases to hell. So if you're a religious person, offing yourself will not improve your life, so much as it will have you frying in Eternal Fire. Tsk tsk. And if you're Atheist, HEY!!! I'm sure you'll really be doing something productive decomposing in the dirt. Oh wait . . .
You see, people can not bring themselves comfort by killing themselves. It doesn't solve anything, and when considered logically, must be an act of psychosis. Sorry, but you have to be crazy to see everything the world has to offer, and to choose nothingness or Hell over all of that. So, if you're getting suicidal thoughts, fuck you. You don't even know what you have, whats been GIVEN to you, since the day your mother brought you into this world to be held in the arms of your father, with people, friends, enemies, EXPERIENCES, all there to give you a chance to prove your worth. Think about Life in its entirety, and understand what it is that you contemplate giving up. Cowardly piece of shit.

I'm sitting, watching Adult Swim in the dark,
and see the Challenge That Lies Before Me in the glow of the television

Say What?
Don't Get It? Pathetic . . .
Get this, If its Broken, Fix it
Mom taught her boy at least that much
So That's How I'm Bound To Live It
Where do you go but up
when Rock Bottom is three floors above
How do you NOT score that touch?

Sigh . . .

What can you do now but try to succeed where you have failed? Sure, there is that one problem that you have that you can't solve, and it will be resting on your mind everyday, but fact is, a lot of other problems are seriously wearing you down. As stressed as you are now, it would be safe to say that if you eliminated those other SOLVABLE problems, the load would be much lighter. Your life would improve a little as well, and you can think with a clear head. Wooossa. Life sucks, but this is a fact. After two decades, you should have had that shit figured out to the T. Make it better; what else is there to do? If you're trying to get somewhere, then GIT. Stop dwelling on the same shit that has had you stuck lately. Some shit you just have to leave alone to solve itself while you take care of everything else. And if the negative result occurs, guess what? It isn't the "end."

The End?

One Time For Your Mind.
ZuLou.

"The Media Is The Devil!!!"

2008-06-24T13:49:00.004-05:00

Citizens, Citizens! Here at Zu York City, me, Grizz, Jove, ???, and the indomitable Mr. Eric Michael all believe in informing the uninformed of real world events . . . when we're not talking about anything else, that is. No really, even though this is a blog and we have the right to talk about the dumbest shit imaginable (which we exercise regularly), we're still technically in the realm of media. And ooooohhhhh, do I hate media.
If anything, its more of a love/hate relationship, because in this Internet Age I couldn't really go anywhere or do anything without having to find out what the media has to offer on the subject. Media keeps me informed on sports, music, movies, art, literature, and everything else having absolutely NOTHING to do with world politics, because the news never know what the fuck's really going on; its really a large guessing game of sorts to keep the masses from realizing they don't have any more a clue than we do as to how it really works. Consider them cheerleaders, :). Its clear that I NEED the media as a whole. I certainly don't need certain aspects of it, however, and those aspects are obviously the work of the Devil. I don't want anything to do with them whatsoever, so the day I received Us Weekly in the mail, I freaked.

Oh hoh hoh hoh, don't try to pretend you can't recall what Us Weekly is. Females know all too well, males wish they could forget. I found out the same way most unsuspecting males find out: waiting in line at the grocery store. See, the owners of said grocery stores know that the one place you're most likely going to get stuck looking at stuff you're not in the least interested in is when you're in line, just trying to get home in time for Family Guy. This is the most opportune time for them to sell useless, shitty magazines that no sane person would ever spend money on (Sorry, Guera) because what else can you do to keep from getting impatient at the snail-slow cashier but read these abominations? It can only result in you being mericilessly enthralled by celebrity gossip or utterly disgusted at the nerve of it.
Now, its completely understandable that people would want to know what their favorite celebrities are up to; thats why MediaTakeOut.com is what that is. But even the mighty MTO takes it a little too far. Once you start seeing magazines spewing people's private lives just for profit, potentially fucking up their entire careers, you know that Hollywood is really not the place to be. I mean, have you SEEN Britney Spears of late? I've been trying to avoid looking at her at all, but I can't seem to make it out of H.E.B (or any other grocery store) without catching a glimpse of her doing something suggestively psychotic on a magazine cover. Sure, you can say its her fault for engaging in questionable activities while she's out in public, but there is no such thing as privacy for her. Have you ever seen how these criminals are able to take these "discreet" snapshots you see? They are literally torn down by paparazzi; it sort of resembles an antelope being dismantled by dozens of starving lions. There's no discretion at all, just 20 people with cameras running up to said celebrity's face and snapping away before he/she can reach for the mace. This is precisely why I think it should be perfectly legal to whoop that ass when a celebrity is hounded by the media. Its actually gotten so bad that one of my favorite websites, Cracked.com (check them out in the City Hall to the left) has refused to comment on her for the rest of her career, fearing they might drive her to suicide.

Take a second and read the headlines on these "Merchants of Chaos", if you will. If I was Angelina Jolie, I would have shot somebody by now. Brad Pitt seems to be sharing his entire love life with us. Jennifer Aniston downgraded to Vince Vaughn, then pulled a Brad move and started messing with John Mayer.

Adolescent girls such as the broade from High School Musical (forgive me for not Googling her name) can't even do common adolescent shit. I'm not saying EVERY girl takes pictures of herself naked and stuff . . . but have you seen MySpace lately? Yet, somehow it becomes a big deal for her. Britney Spears has gone crazy, Rihanna's cheating on Chris Brown with Travie McCoy, Nick Lachey won while Jessica Simpson stays losing, and Lindsay Lohan can't seem to make it through a SINGLE day in rehab. How do we know all of this? Well if it isn't from an "inside source" or a "pal" (WTF, how do these people pick their friends?) its lots and lots of speculation. I just saw an article that tried to claim Tom Cruise was physically abusive by using a picture showing him holding Katie Holmes upper arm firmly while walking. Now I'm not saying its not possible that he's abusive (the man is already insane) but to try to prove it off a singular photo?
Of course, there is nothing WRONG with speculation. I speculate all the time. The problem here is that they present speculation as the TRUTH, when its really just that: speculation. Ya dig?

Unfortunately, you don't need fame to have your business announced to the world for scrutiny. I remember when I was in elementary school and had to stay home sick. Those days were always spent watching talk shows with my mother; I'm talking classics like Ricki Lake, and Jenny Jones. Then there was Jerry Springer, the greatest of them all.

Of course, Jerry Springer is pretty much the epitome of trashy media, but he is excused for it because a) he was an ORIGINATOR and b) Jerry Springer was fully aware of what he was doing and wasn't pulling any punches. Jerry didn't really give a fuck what happened on his show, but that was the POINT. At the end of each episode, Jerry would give a speech that sounded just like the one he gave the day before, the overall message being: "We live in a fucked-up world, and its been like that for millenia. Deal with the shit, grin, and bear it."
There was no shadiness about that at all. People went on Jerry to fight. No one really went on there to SOLVE problems, and that was okay because there was no confusion about it either. Today's version of Jerry, however, may as well be the Prince of Darkness himself. While Jerry was undeniably human, MAURY is clearly a spawn from the depths of hell. MAURY. Its the only show on TV that competes with Us Weekly and Star as far as sleaziness goes. You have a middle-aged white man ruining as many as 20 different people's lives in one sitting, all while trying to act like he really cares. You see the flaw in this right? Its the PRETENSE that makes this man so evil. He pretends to be a kind-hearted person, but what kind-hearted person would profit from destroying families for years on end? This guy has "Who's the Baby's Father?" MARATHONS. Sure, one can say that its society's fault for actually showing up to this shit, but come on folks. There are such a thing as stupid people, and mankind has been cursed with an abundancy of them since day one. MAURY is a very intelligent person, and he is using his intellect to drive the cattle off the cliff. That should not be allowed, moreover not by a man who's faker than Angel Lola Luv.
Understand where Maury has put the field of Media. Journalists have always searched for the hottest topics to write about, but that was on the basis that these "hottest topics" were items people would really be interested in. The Maury Show's definition of the "hottest topic" is "anything that will allow people to sit at home and talk shit even though their lives are no better." The small group of people who actually PAY to go to a Maury Show disgust me. These are normal people, no better than the ones on stage, and yet they feel compelled to judge every mofo who walks in there with cheers and jeers. You always see down-and-out people watching Maury; the women who have 3 children by 3 different daddies, but still feel comfortable watching Maury because they "KNOW who THEIR baby's fathers are"; the couch potato husbands who sit at home drinking 40 oz. all day because "at least they're not abusing THEIR children"; the adolescent teen having UNPROTECTED sex with 4 or 5 people at the age of 17 because "that kid off Maury had sex 300 times before 15". These people all give themselves a false sense of security by looking down at disappointments. They hardly ever realize that unless you look up, you'll never realize how far you've fallen. You see what Maury is doing to you?

And in a sense, people are doing the same to their celebrities. I do admit there are some crazy socialites out there, but the media crucifies them to a point that can only be explained by society's need to look down on others, especially on those who that we put up on a pedestal in the first place. This is the sole reason behind the existence of Us Weekly. So next time you're standing in line at H.E.B. (or Wal-Mart, or Albertson's) pick up the newspaper instead. AND STOP WATCHING MAURY.

One Time For Your Mind.
ZuLou.

LAMES and BITCHASSNESS!!

2008-06-22T15:04:00.010-05:00

Stop being so goddamn sensitive you ol’ sensitive-ass-bitch-lame-ass dudes!

Or perhaps we’ve all become to cold hearted? Over the last several weeks I’ve been tossing thoughts around in my head. The first is about “LAMES”, basically I’ve noticed that everyone is a “LAME” or at least that’s what I’m calling them the moment I see them, and not until recently did I notice how outrageous my “LAME” spotting were becoming. So I decided to try and figure out what makes a person a “LAME”. The other thought I was troubled with came as a result to trying to figure out how to truly determine if a person was in fact a “LAME” or not, and that is are people too sensitive? The connection was made when I stood up for a person who was being ousted for being a “LAME”, and I knew I wasn’t sensitive and then it struck me perhaps people have not become more sensitive instead people have become cold hearted. The follow will hopefully give you better insight and hopefully make the world a little better.
First lets discuss “LAMES” a lame is in current context someone who is an uncool person, wears uncool clothes, has an uncool attitude, or I simply feel that that person is uncool making them in fact a “LAME”. The dictionaries defines a “LAME” as a dysfunctional limb, or attribute that hinders or puts a person at a disadvantage, such as a lame arm or leg, a cripple would be “LAME” by dictionary terms.
This leaves me to believe that People started calling other People “LAMES” as to refer to what ever uncool quality they inhabited as crippling in their social life. My previous thoughts on “LAMES” were that you were lame if you didn’t rock fly shit, then realized you can rock shit that’s not name brand and still be cool. Then I started to think that people were lame if they rocked the fly shit but only because they saw a cool person rocking it,
then I had to change that after realizing that at some point I didn’t know about the fly shit and thought I was wearing fly shit, and then I adopted my new and current philosophy on “LAMES” which is what I will introduce to you now as I will attempt to break down what constitutes someone as being a “LAME”. I believe there is only 3 ways in which a person can be a “LAME” the first way-A lame can only be lame if he/she is friendless. I say this because if a person has friends then they have accepted that person and if you are accepted then your friends would not consider you lame, and if they do then they are really not your friends. If you have friends and someone thinks your lame but your friends accept you then you are now just stuck with opposing opinions and no one will ever be right. Now if you have no friends and people call you lame you would have no one besides your own self to argue for why you are not lame, and I’ll explain in my third explanation on why this does not prove that you are not lame. The second way a person can be lame is if society gets together and votes on what is lame and what is not lame. If you think about it this is they way it has always worked, society gets together (not literally like a town meeting, but sort of just unconsciously) and decides what is cool and what’s not, but never has a criteria been set out to decide whether a person is lame or not, I point to style as proof, the fact that there are different styles is proof that society has yet to decide what is lame or not. Lastly, you can only be lame if you openly admit you are lame, this goes back to the first one where if someone had no friends chances are this would be the only way to recognize you are lame, and if a person can recognize they are lame then they can correct the problem. This goes back to the dumb theory I discovered a few years back. A dumb person will not admit to being dumb and neither will a lame person, but if a person can recognize they are dumb then they can correct it, well if they are not handicapped, anything light of that a person, if properly educated can be at least at an average level IQ.
Now with all this said, what is a “LAME”?

Well it all basically boils down to this a “LAME” is all in matter of opinion, great right I could of saved you all time by writing that in the title, well it’s a little deeper than that. It works like this everyone has a style,

and yes saying “I don’t have a style” is a style just as not having an opinion is an opinion. And to say ones style is superior to another’s is essentially to say that ones opinion is superior to another’s, which as we all should know is not the case. And if agreed that everyone has a style and everyone has an opinion and that no ones opinion can be wrong then to say someone’s style is lesser than you acknowledge that your style can be lesser.

Now how does this play into being sensitive well let me try and make the connection. You see when you tell some one that they are lame and that person takes offense you hear people say things like “bitch, quit being so goddamn sensitive! Bitch!” or something to the effect, or even when someone is just joking and you get offended people like to think that the person who is offended is sensitive, where I believe the opposite, not saying a person can’t be to sensitive, but for the most part I think we as people have just become to mean. We like to tell people exactly how we feel and say that we don’t care what others think, so why do we think people care what we think? There seems to be a lot of not making sense going on in this world with double standards, don’t worry I’ll stick to the context of the before said, and we seem to think that we have a right to say whatever we damn well please and at the same time that we can’t be told anything about ourselves. So the next time your out in a mall, or any public place really, and you look over after hearing a noise or maybe some person is chatting away on their Cell and you hear the entire conversation, before we judge that person and categorize them as “LAME” lets refrain and asses the situation, does said person have friends (if on phone obviously someone will talk to him) and if you deiced that you want to call him/her a “LAME” well fine but if you must confront this so called “LAME” lets respect people and maybe say it in a manner that is not negative or overtly rude, remember how to give positive criticism.

STICKS AND STONES MAY BREAK MY BONES BUT WORDS WILL NEVER HURT ME! (THIS PHRASE IS A LIE WORDS HURT WORSE AND LAST LONGER)!!

Playlist

2008-06-20T12:51:00.002-05:00

First let me say sorry for not putting pics on this blog, please bare with me!
Now, secondly this playlist is for Megan, a good friend who's Birthday is today, party time haha yes!! So let me start with the party song of the night

Nas- You know my style
this joint is one of the best club bangers in a long time and got slept on like rip van winkle, me and Zu talked bout it yesterday matter-a-fact and the entire streets disciple album got slept on, so wake up!

The Cool Kids- What up man
oh oh oh not enough to say about this track, its the cool kids, its cool, '..i made this beat with my mouth and a bell/ just and f.y.i. i'm f l y/ and for those who can't spell i'm a pretty swell guy..' just dope

Kids in the Hall- ft Bun B, Pusha T, and the Cool Kids Driving Down The Block
........anything i say could only down play how sick this track is, and if you don't know the Kids in the Hall its ok, cus now you do!!

Fatboy Slim- Talking About My Baby
Look the song has the line

ooooh, she's got on a purple afro wig
She got a hand on her hip,
lettin' her back bone slip
battin her eye, battin her eye

how could this not be the best song to ever play???

So sorry this is so short once again but I gotta get my Fafsa done, get at my friends of the city, SPACE MONKEY TAPE DECK!!!, and then get ready for Megan's Party, you the shit Megan!!
oh and Chazz0 (see what i did gave you a shout out and no one but you knows it haha) hope to see you there tonight and if anything see you in your lil bikini (ear to ear grin) Peace and love.

Playlist

2008-06-18T17:12:00.006-05:00

Today is hot, humid, and still early. So today the Playlist will reflect how my days been, starting off slow and lazy then picking up pace, which brings me to the now where I'm feeling ok and ready for some sleep, Enjoy! Bob Marley- Three Little Birds this song is always a great listen, not just when your inhaling vegetation, speaking of which what have I not done today, damn I guess it's for the better.

Sia- Academia
I just love this song and it sounds how I felt this morning slow and un-energized.

Cannibal Ox- Album The Cold Vein this is one of my favorite all time albums, its dark, deep, intelligent and sadly the only album the group produced. It gained wide acclaim and was compared to the WU-Tang's 36 Chambers. I've turned alot of friends on to this album and its worth a listen.

Lastly I want to toss out a song that encompasses my day completely, enjoy! Peaches-fuck the pain away

Where I'm at.....

2008-06-18T16:47:00.007-05:00

Limbo is a hypothetical afterlife condition of those who die in original sin without being assigned to the Hell of the damned. That being said, I think this is where I currently reside, its not so bad I guess
but then again it aint great. Today I been running around between work, cleaning up the streets in Zu City, and trying to find out if I am or am not suspended. This on top of the fact I've yet to get a good rest since my 22 hour drive back from V.A. The trip was cool, and some hood spots I seen was Petersburg, I know the name sound about as tough as Milhouse
but best believe I only want to spend as much time as it takes to drive through, so to anyone from Petersburg Virginia I recognize the real. The drive besides that was pretty uneventful alot of laughing at nothing and money being spent on energy drinks, and lottery tickets (I broke even, I think)but I got to spend time with family that I don't get to see much of which sucks, but when we do visit it makes me really appreciate that time even more. Other than neglecting the blog, and not recording any SPACE MONKEY TAPE DECK songs, oh yes you haven't heard haha oh shit, Zulou that's all you my friend. Soon, and I do mean soon me and Zulou will being putting up some tracks from our collective, yes collective not group cus we are individuals who collectively choose to work together with others outside of just us two and the collective is referred to as SPACE MONKEY TAPE DECK. We know the name sounds funny but trust we sound FRESHSHSHSHSHSH! So stay tuned for that please. So back to what I was saying, besides neglecting recording and blogging I've also not been reading or writing, but fret not citizens I plan on getting some rest, real good rest because and then I will be ready to Internet-orgasm all over the city, so until my brain work good, protect your neck and spread the love.

oh and one last thing Zu thanks for hooking the city up while I vacationed, its easy then a bitch to navigate.

Today's Playlist

2008-06-16T19:44:00.011-05:00

ii am feeliing really blessed today,

wiith the love and support of Friiends

and

Famiily.

so ii am here to hiit you up wiith

some Epiic love songs.

enjoy.

love raiin: Jill Scott & Mos Def

tiis the tale of the iintroductiion

of two soul mates.

Jill and Mos are monsters.

please iindulge.

me and my biitch: Notorious BIG

BIG spiittiin about Love?

say iit aiint so!!!!

the Oriigiinal "buss iit baby",

or what have you.

please iindulge.

beautiiful: Daimian Marley & Bobby Brown

yes,

bobby brown iis on the hook.

Daimian Marley iis

OUT

THIS

WORLD.

please iindulge.

show me: John Legend

a Real r&b love song.

remiinds you of Al Green's-lets stay together.

iits Beautiiful.

please iindulge.

the Words are Aliive.

~???

Straightoutthemotherfuckin'baymontinn

2008-06-15T21:50:00.002-05:00

Yo, motherfucers, and fatherfucers (it is fathers day after all)
I been on Hiatus cus i been in the sophisticated souf, Virginia (where them gun's go bang bang).
So first and most for big ups to JOSH my cousin graduating out that V.A. college bond with knowledge now.... stand up stand up... enough of that now. look I'm irritable cus I'm on the fucing road, shits weak, plus i'm horny so that's that too and ain't even seen the blog (I MISS YOU GUYS)WHAT A FAGGG (this blog does not endorse the slander of homosexuals, or anyone for that matter, except of course Kobe Bryant Pull your pants up ya dig) well if it seems I'm on a rambling tirade its cus I is, this is just a check in to let the beautiful citizens of zu york know I'm alive and well as can be, well I'd be better if females would call back (yeah I'm looking at you!!) so before I forget Zu nice poem glad you posted it, and thanks for showing me up ass-hat(copyright right now) and Scatterbrain you my dame good looks on following orders hahaha (I kid cus I love) E-mizzle the dope dizzle dopeness..... Fucing blogs looking nicer than a nice blah blah blah blah so I'll leave on this before I hit the outside for a cigar (nightcap) its a poem I been working on in my head (spoken word, Doing work son).........

I got So much Swag....

I got so much swag my pants have to sag
I got so much swag when I speak I brag,
its my speak and how I walk
my shoes in which I walk
the words in my head the thoughts I have.
I seen a dude in a zebra stripe shirt,
and his belt didn't match cus it was red,
and his shoes was just as bad,
but if it was me I swear I'd look rad, because
every bodies lame but me I swear to god. I swear
too, my swag's like the flu, be it I spit sick
project and adequate amount of style and pimp,
my style is sick, my swag, I hate to brag, but my swag
shit is so ahead of the world, I'm fearing for my future
cus I know its gotta be bright and with global warming
I'm afraid for my sight.....................
SWAG FOR SELL SWAG FOR SELL
ladies love it, dudes ignore
my swag get slept on? Where was you before,
the above was said and mentioned .... man my swag is a portal
to another dimension y'all in disbelief should listen......
SWAG FOR SELL SWAG FOR SELL
over weight and out of shape
but some how chicks can't resist and insist that I taste
so with haste I embrace there lips with a lick
to get em wet before the dip, see i swear to
him above I'm in love
with myself but can you blame me
I mean fuck me
I mean fuck ....see my swag got me wanting to touch me
SWAG FOR SELL SWAG FOR SELL

peaches and apples, love for all...... I'll bee home Monday night Tuesday for certain

"if hip hop is dead ...

2008-06-15T16:49:00.001-05:00

... i am the embalming fluid"

according to wikipedia, the end all be all to any argument, embalming fluid is used to preserve deceased (dead) individuals, sometimes only until the funeral, other times indefinitely.

[ZuLou] Lol, I see where you're going with this, Mr. Eric Michael.[/ZuLou]

that's nice to know zu. LOL.

let's say hip hop is dead. oh, you don't think hip hop is dead? ok ok its cool, i don't either, not that my opinion is greater than yours; we were all created, and therefore, are equal. i definitely believe that mainstream hip hop, which is actually a mixture of rap and pop, is somewhere paralyzed, on a couch, watching b.e.t. faithfully, and little wane + whatever drugs he chooses to use, is carrying the torch for the paralympics. the mainstream aspect of hip hop was once, believe it or not, very uplifting and thought provoking! you wouldn't believe this, but that back in the day, hip hop was so pure and great that the "bad" hip hop, the hip hop that was spoken against and unfavored by people that just don't understand the culture, were the likes of n.w.a. and icucube (who started off as THAT dude in n.w.a. until he released one of the greatest diss songs of all time: no vaseline). they were hated on for all of the RIGHT reasons. they were so politically charged, opinionated, well spoken and intelligent, that they instilled FEAR into lots of listeners. i always said, that if malcolm x had rapped, he would have been icucube (one of my favorite emcee's of all time), point blank. n.w.a. took the word, "nigga," and let you know what they thought of the word in a creative, expressive, artistic form. these cats weren't playing, and i guarantee that if hip hop was dead, they wouldn't want to preserve it until the funeral, they would want to resurrect it, "by any means necessary."

*let's say he was trying to be "creative" with the line, ok, but it still makes no sense at all. if someone is willing to just sound good over making actual sense, than that just shows where the state of (mainstream) hip hop is. no over-analyzing here, its not a complex line at all. now that i think of it, i miss the pre-drugged up lil' wayne, that guy was actually nice. little wane shows glimpses of lil' wayne every once and a while with his shooter's and his tie my hand's, but all that garbage "i'm the best rapper alive drugs money sex bitch" talk just reminds me that the original lil' wayne is just a memory.

*sighs*

"it is what it is" - nigga proverb.

silly thug... gangs are for kids

2008-06-14T22:01:00.006-05:00

due to the overwhelming presence of gangs in hip hop and general youth culture
i have been compelled to write this

i have had many conversations with so called
bloods & crips
i say “so called” because i have had encounters with the real deal
and these encounters with real and fake have lead me to ask
when did claiming a gang become a fad?
i mean i could be wrong
but i remember being younger and gang affiliation not being something to claim frivolously
now everybody and their cousins wants to chunk the c or throw up the b
its getting ridiculous

the original
bloods & crips
were a gang formed for the purpose of comradery and protection
{no matter how illegal or violent}

i may not have the stats to support this
but when was the last time you saw a group of oppressed kids in the suburbs?
im not saying their soft or anything
but suburbs usually have a pd that responds to 911 calls
unlike many neighborhoods where these gangs were originated

the original
bloods & crips
have specific ways of initiating new members
{blessing, jumping, branding etc.}

when was the last time you were in the suburbs and you asked a kid
“how did you get all those bruises?”
and he responded with
“just got jumped in”
i have had countless run-ins with people who claim to be a
blood or crip
and im supposed to believe them just because they say so
i have actually met someone who told me they were a blood
why? you ask
because their favorite color was red
wtf!?!?
{sorry but...}
get real my nigga!

i cant necessarily say that gangs are respected
but they are a serious matter
pop culture and ignorance has turned gangs into a joke

just a thought

p.s.
ill have more on the subject later

holla front, one and all that shilznit

.:the one u love to hate:.

And Then There Were Six . . .

2008-06-14T06:57:00.005-05:00

If you haven't noticed already, ...the one you love to hate... has joined The Cast of Zu York City. He's been part of the crew for a while now, but now he's dropping blogs too . . . as well as tracks, his own special segment (yet to debut), and a podcast here and there. Yes, baby, we're doing it big, and the blog only launched less than two months ago! Its amazing how much we've progressed despite our relatively small following at the moment . . . but don't forget to tell everyone from your mother's auntie's cousin to you grandfather's ex-wife's brother-in-law about this blog. We love the support! And The Cast is more well-rounded than ever, so you're sure to witness that in our posts.

Updates, Updates, Updates!

We'd like our readers to take note that all of our Playlist Blog posts from now on will have little media players embedded in them, so you don't have to go and search for the songs we recommend. You can now listen to them right here on Zu York City. How's that for convenience? They'll look like little boomboxes or cassette tapes so don't get confused by their appearances. Coolio.

Like So . . .

Or So . . .

I'm also going to try out a couple of new background colors to see which ones match the blog the best. I think I'm leaning towards navy blue (too many black blogs out there, even though that would normally be my first choice) but ultimately its our readers who are most effected by things like that, so I'm putting up a poll for you guys to vote on which one you prefer. It'll be up on the left side of the blog later on today.

We have plenty of posts coming in the next few days, but we might have to slow down so you can digest the food for thought that had us slaving in the kitchen like House N*ggers (shoutout to Nas, that N*gger Tape is WOOOOOO). Feel free to leave a comment! We love answering those. So what's to come? Hmmm . . . mixtape reviews, Death predictions, fashion guidelines, and media bashing. And don't forget to check every Friday for ???'s Friday's Freshest Five and Grizz Adams' Where Its Wednesdays! You won't be disappointed.

Anyway, I'm on my way to the Galleria for a lil' something something. Showing H-Town love, but I can only be the mayor of one city: Zu York, Zu York . . .

One Time For Your Mind
ZuLou

The Cave

2008-06-14T06:03:00.004-05:00

"I stopped combing my mind so my thoughts could lock . . . "
-Saul Williams, the dead emcee scrolls

I'm digging my way to China
Through the concrete I walk on
Away from the Sun's Heat
Into promising darkness, that which becomes me
Swisha, I'm far from Sweet
So feel free to put it Bluntly
From where you at, I MUST look a fool
While U Enjoy the open air, letting the wind blow your hair
Filthy niggas, trying to boast with flair
But only few can rule
And in my cave, its hard to lose my cool
Unlike U
The block's hot, feel me?
Let's hotbox, feel me?
Living in a cave does not limit my flight skills
And the fan's blowing
so I won't lose this cool

Feel me?

Tip-toeing around these black holes
For bankrolls that draw me in like stencils
By the fortune-tellings of fortune
drawn in my mental
Watch my Step, I scale the Stairs of Time
While they aim for a Strike, I'm just trying to Spare their minds
In this Stage of my Life
I don't perform for the critics
Just exploring the mystics
and pop-lock, feel me?
I pop locks, feel me?
No Doors Could Keep Me Out
You feel me, now?
As I dictate in this cave
never losing my cool . . .
Just intake the Swish blaze
and play Pool with the crew
Marco Polo, anyone?
Ha! I guess Zu IS a fool
You can laugh at or with me . . .

. . . Most likely I've been clowning YOU for years, fool.

today's playlist

2008-06-14T02:38:00.008-05:00

its my turn to make a playlist
guess ill go with the first 4 songs that come to mind
{not in order of importance}

and for your listening pleasure
the tape above is an audio player containing all the tracks from today’s list
thank me later

tupac – high til’ i die

first off
great effin song!
the title says enough...
but ill say more
he just speaks on real shilznit

“its the last of the drank, pull over/
cant hear a damn thing sober
cuz im high til’ i die!”

i love it
don’t you?

lion’s den – way it goes

this is a throwback underground track
its by a guy out of the group lion’s den out of dallas
listen to this song!
each verse tells of a different day in his life
and its o so real
the art of storytelling is mastered

check it

jay-z – all i need

just play it
he murdered it too much for me to eff it up with a review

lupe fiasco – hip hop saved my life

im getting
“hip hop saved my life”
tatted on me
foreal foreal
not for play foreal

but this song is also the shilznit
{if you havnt noticed by now i really like that word}
as a rapper on the come up, lupe’s words hit me at the core
if you ever wana make it doing anything
not just rap
this is a great motivational song

guess that wraps up my list
hope you feel the same way i do about these tracks
if not
comment
if so
comment

holla front, one an all that shilznit

.:the one u love to hate:.

back for the first time

2008-06-14T01:06:00.008-05:00

ahhhhhh
{sigh of relief}
feels like ive known you guys forever... lame
real talk tho, im back for the first time
guess i should introduce myself
i go by many names
{bc, mr hard work, horse-choker, hr paperstacks, etc.}
but you can call me

.:the one u love to hate:.

why? you ask
because you hate to love me and you love to hate me
probably has something to do with me being the shilznit
but anyways...
im a fly young guy with his head in the clouds
{in multiple senses of the phrase}
ive been told that im “throwed in the head” as well as sarcastic to a fault
but what can you do
ive been judged by many of my peers
you can normally find me chillin or in the studio murderin a track
{check for me}
i guess that’s enough on me for now
stay on the lookout...

ill be back

p.s.
i chose the picture because i think it represents me in so many ways
try to figure out why...
if you can
or be a loser and ask

.:the one u love to hate:.

Scatterbrain's Season

2008-06-12T21:52:00.016-05:00

{{Friday's Five Freshest}}

"and then She arrived. like daybreak inside a railway tunnel. like the new moon, like a diamond in the mines, like high noon to a drunkerd. Sudden." ~Mos Def

5 Thought provokiing songs

Click the tiny play button on the boombox above to hear the songs; all the buttons work.

5} iignorant shiit: Jay Z {ameriican gangster}

"ii make some thoughful, vocal shiit"...

the True mr. Carter haiils iin the iintro of the song.

and thus he does.

the take of thiis partiicular song,

iis hiis iironic depectiion of hiim gloriifiing

iignorant shiit".

the chorus goes on to giive you

"that iignorant shiit you need".

from Hov's standpoiint,

he iintends to send a deeper

more iintellectual message

that screams *Poliitiics*!!!!!

iin the 3rd verse

Jay speaks Truth,

"are you sayiiin what iim spiittiin/

iis worse than these celebrutants

showiin thiier kiitten/

you kiiddiin'!/

lets stop the Bullshiittiin'/

to we all wiithout siin?/

lets quiit the pullpiittiin'."

now who learned a

Valuable lesson from

Hov today?

Feel It

4}glorious: Sa-Ra {the hollywood recordiings}

Sa-Ra's melodiic beat

and robotiic vocals

wiill sparks some seriious

Thoughts.

thiis song iis

buiilt around an

One Word Chorus.

{Gloriious}

iits an uncanny Love Song

that expresses depth

of a Woman's beauty,

conviiently deemiing the song

and iits Muse,

Gloriious.

"and even iin the Darkness/

ii can stiill see you/

ii'm iin awe of your Beauty/

and your Essence/

tell me thiis iis true/

GLORIOUS."

ahhhhh shiit!

iits bananas.

please check iit out.

Feel It

3}put you on Game: Lupe Fiasco {the cool}

"they love my darkness/

ii make them heartless/

and iin return they have become/

my martyrs."

WTF Lupe?!

you done diid It agiian!!!!

and ii love It!

thiis song entaiils deep thought.

who or what iis he exactly

tryiing to showcase iin thiis song?

iis He money?

"one of the most anciient-est of thiings/

speak every siingle language on the planet/

Yao Miing?"

iis He politics?

"ii am the ameriican dream/

the rape of Afriica/

the undyiing machiine/

the overpriiced mediicine/

the murderous regiime."

iis He violence?

"the gun shots iin the class/

and you cant pass iif you miissiin G/

ii taught them better than that/

ii taught them aiim for the head/

and hope they never come back."

deep lyriical content there...

can you fucks wiith it?

leave comments,

to diiscuss Lupe's complex

storytelliing.

hell, ii wanna know too!

Feel It

2}on & on:Erykah Badu {baduizm}

throughout thiis song,

Erykah Badu discusses

The Nation of Gods and Earths;

more commonly known as,

the Five Percent Nation.

she descriibes the teachiings

and the beliief system,

iin whiich they do beliieve.

"iif we were made iin

Hiis iimage,/

then call us by our name/

most iiintellects do not beliieve

iin God/

but they fear Us just the same.

thiis lyriic depiicts thiier beliief.

they viiew themselves as God;

iindiiviidually and collectiivley.

Very iinterestiing song/art.

iits very abstract,

yet fulfiilliing.

good liisten.

Feel It

1}gotta fiind Peace of miind:Lauryn Hill {mtv unplugged}

not only does thiis musiic

provoke thought,

iit also evokes emotiion.

ms. Hill's raspy voiice

over striipped acoustiic guiitar notes,

exudes a poiignant message.

we all are famiilar of

L Boogiie's struggle wiith her

battle of

Geniius

and

iinsaniity.

and iin thiis very song

she addresses that exact

feeliing.

the song transforms from a chant

to an Heartfelt Prayer.

there iis a turniing poiint

iin the song,

when she crys,

"Touch my mouth wiith Your hands".

after a few more harmonies,

she begiins to speak pharses that hold

Serious Substance.

she speaks as iif she holds

Revaltiions iinside her beiing.

"He's my Peace of Miind/

what a Joy iit iis to be Aliive/

to get another chance/

Every Day's another chance/

To get IT Riight thiis tiime."

although she criies whiile siingiing,

iit iis very pleasant to liisten.

iit is,

Poetry from the Heavens.

FEEL IT.

floatiing hiigh.

the Words are Aliive.

~???

Today's Playlist {Jam iiT}

2008-06-11T19:00:00.014-05:00

iim holdiin down the playliist today.

so, you can get an iidea of what 'muz-ac' ii Indulge iin...

iim going hiit you wiith somethiing you're not expectiing.

thats how ii usually tend to functiiion anyway.

here we go!

Mase- same Niggas

before you Judge,

shut up and liisten.

real shiit.

who wants more unconventionality?!

Shyne: the Life

thiis song iis Pure Poetry

no hook

just hiis liife over a beat

and he does iit Oh, So Well.

Trust.

good muz-ac iis good muz-ac.

shut up and liisten.

Jay Z and Linkin Park: dirt off your shoulder/lying from you

the combiined miixture of both songs gets me Every tiime.

iits Epic.

Hov and Linkin Park recorded a dvd on how they made thiis album {collision course}

and iit iis Epic as well.

step your muz-ac game up.

and stop liisteniing to one genre of muz-ac!

iits bad for your health.

shut up and liisten.

Lupe Fiasco: and he gets the girl

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

who doesnt love Lupe?!

thiis iis Great shiit.

on youtube there iis a bomb ass versiion

viideo on iit.

check iit out.

ZuYorkCity.blogspot.com approves of Lupe!

ii swear iits magiic.

shut up and liisten.

the Words are Aliive.

~???

Today's Playlist

2008-06-09T10:40:00.008-05:00

SA-RA- The CD, why the whole CD cus I just got the best news ever...sorta!!!!

Scatterbraiin’s Season

2008-06-08T20:39:00.006-05:00

since Knowledge is infinite, it has infinitely fell on me.-Erykah Badu{Apple Tree}

5 Words to Thiink about…

5} Power: Great; ability to act or do; Strength; Might; Force

thiis sole word sums up what we get Lost iin exiistence striiviing for.

countless years of schooliing…

Shiitty rules and restraiints…

the undermiindng death tone of siilence…

etc. etc. etc.

these Thiings all structure us for the pure Need

of what we feel we must obtaiin.

all to get a piece of thiis “fucked up american pie”

{as Black Ice would say}

but what we Need to Realiize,

that we Need to seek deep wiithiin our Souls

to diiscover our True Power.

Feel IT.

4} Evil: the Force of nature that Governs Rise to Wicked and Sins

Just thiinkiing about thiis Word,

Scares the Fuck out of me.

Seldom iis anyone descriibed iin thiis manner.

Seldom iis thiis word even said.

IT iis only used went iit iis Present.

Eviil roams thiis earth wiith two legs.

wiith a voiice and a Purpose.

Learn to detect genuiiness and crediibiiliity.

so iin the War that ends Natiions,

you’ll be on the Riight siide.

Feel IT.

3} Quixotic: idealistic to an impractical degree

ii actually have thiis word ‘tatted’ on me.

thiis iis what ii try to exude to everyone ii encounter.

wiith that statement,IT should puzzle you.

why would anyone want to exempliify thiis iin theiir actiions?

or get iit Permanently stamped on theiir body…

well.

you read the defiiniitiion closely,

iit damn near meansUnreal.

IT runs deeper than you Know.

Feel IT.

2} Loyalty: Feelings of allegiance, the act of Binding yourself intellectually or emotionally through a course of emotion

thiis word siingle handedly envelopes the Feelings of

Love,

Devotiion

and

Trust.

IT should be coveted as the

foundatiion of any Relatiionshiip.

iif someone asks you iif you are Loyal,

iit's Definitely someone who understands the Word

and iis surely iinstiilled iin them.

keep them.

fuck the Fake shiit.

that’s whats Real.

and iif you ask me,

Loyalty iis whats Up.

Feel IT.

1} Faith: belief that is not based on proof; Promise; Oath: Allegiance

there iis a Reason why thiis Word iis Number One.

FEEL IT.

ii am my Thoughts.

the Words are Aliive.

~???

2008-06-08T20:28:00.003-05:00

Greetings to all,
This is Ariel Anderson signing in...
Sorry for the delay,
{technical complications, of course}
But I am hear to no avil.

I appreciate greatly, the warm invite
from my fellow bloggers.
{friends}
And a special thanks to Mr. Adams
for that cool ass introduction.

Whenever I enter ZuYorkCity,
I will be recognized as the name>> ???
Only because I can.

I am here to express myself.
Writing is an art,
my art.
And i choose to share it with the world.
I appreciate all,
forever.
Godspeed.

the Words are Aliive
~???

Today's Playlist,

2008-06-06T09:12:00.014-05:00

Something a little up beat and fun to listen to, I mean it is friday!

Amanda Blank- Bump Ft Spank Rock (I believe this is actually a Spank Rock song, but Amanda Blank totally and withouth a doubt destroys it)

Amanda Blank- Crambodia Ft Plastic Little, Spank Rock, and Ghostface Killah

If you can download anything by this women, if you've heard her rap then you know why, I actually downloaded a Brittany Spears track that she was featured on and Amanda Blank killed it, peep for yourself if you don't believe me:

Gnarls Barkley- Would Be Killer

Gnarls Barkley- Blind Mary Scratch that the whole Gnarls Barkley CD, infact both CD's Gnarls Barkley=Beast!!

The Roots- Get Busy Ft DJ Jazzy Jeff, Dice Raw, and Peedi Crack

and if you've heard this track then you already know Peedi Crack spit the sickest verse of his life, sorry Peedi but truth is truth. This whole CD Rising Down is nice, give the whole thing a listen.

Tapes 'N Tapes- The Dirty Dirty

Celtic Pride

2008-06-06T07:31:00.016-05:00

No, I'm not filled with it and if it were possible I'd rather both teams lost, and actually when you look at whats really going on I think I might get my way. In the semi-finals for both teams controversy surrounded both teams victories. Confused? Wondering why ESPN's not having a field day with it? Well me too, or at least I was until I realized the truth! An that truth is the NBA has planned a Kobe Bryant revival, yes this is the truth. You see Kobe Bryant was the face of the NBA, sure there were rumors of Kobe and Shaq not getting along but that was just the media trying to cause a riff in between a team that had it all (well just the important things like rings). During Kobe's reign you couldn't go a day on TV without seeing Kobe at least once. Between

the Sprite and the Adidas commercials, and the games Kobe was in more commercials than MJ and catching comparisons to MJ just as often as he was seen. Then Kobe was met with a challenge no man on earth can concur, a women claiming rape! All the sudden Kobe was bigger than any Sprite or Adidas ad could ever dreamed of making him, which is funny cause if you recall you didn't see any more Kobe commercials, funny cus they still made Sprite and Adidas. To ad to the problem Kobe was the only star in LA because he had run Shaq out of LA trying to prove he was the reason for the rings and not Shaq. This is where the NBA starts to lose fans and ratings, something has changed, but what? The NBA no longer has a staple figure they can market to the mass media, that is until Lebron James "the golden child" before he was in the NBA Lebron was the biggest NBA star, commerically anyways. Problems solved the NBA can move on from the death of Kobe Bryant NBA figure head and medium to mass market consumption, only Lebron doesn't win a ring his first year, or any year as of now. But Grizz what the fuck does this have to do with the Celtics and Lakers playing in the finals? Everything! you see since Lebron hasn't won a ring yet it makes it hard to sell him as the franchise of the NBA, especially when he is only able to be compared to Kobe Bryant. The NBA needed something to catapult Kobe Bryant back to the top and make people forget what a terrible terrible person he is accused of being. Fast forward through an off season where ever person who knew the name Kobe Bryant thought they would never see it in a Laker starting line up again, to an impressive regular season and a few questionable games against a 95% healthy Spurs team, filled with questionable calls in critical moments of the game, including a fourth quarter Derrick Fisher foul that the refs seemed to ignore and you have the Lakers in the finals. Standing in there way would be non other than the Celtics, who made it to the finals after acquiring Kevin Garnet and Ray Allen, turning the Big Five of old to the Three Musketeers of now.

Oh and lets not forget some sketchy calls that helped propel them past an over confident Detroit. Now the hype begins LAKERS VS CELTICS an all time classic match up that rivals the YANKEES AND SOX. Now while everyone is caught up in the hype that the Lakers and Celtics are playing I seem to be one of few (I acknowledge others) who see the conspiracy here, the calls were bad because the NBA had to have the Lakers and Celtics play in the finals, the reason now no matter what Kobe is the face of the NBA again. If the Lakers win (personally I feel this is not gonna happen, Celtics in 5, 6 at most) then Kobe gets compared to Jordan and that plus the MVP he won, and would win for the finals no doubt would propel him back to his thrown all the while David Stern is the happiest man alive. Say the Celtics win, Kobe is humbled and tells reporters to prepare for next year when he plans on doing whatever is in his power to return to the finals and come home with a ring, sparking commercial after commerical about hard work being key to excelling and show Kobe sweating profusely. So with all this said I hope you will join me in a boycott of the finals, the theory is that if this year the ratings are the lowest ever recorded or even lower than last years finals, which had the fundamental Spurs pitted against Lebron in an intense four game sweep, that the NBA will no longer sabotage the finals all so they can sell a single name.

Whoop, Whoop, That's the Sound of the Police!

2008-06-06T06:09:00.008-05:00

Whoop, Whoop, That's the Sound of the Police!

and for most of us the scariest sound on the planet. If anything this post if for police, or aspiring police officers around the country, no the world. I had an encounter with the police a while back. You know, over some small time "you could be out catching real criminals instead of messing with us" type deal. Well anyways, so the event occurs and I started thinking about the police and the way they handle things. Keeping in mind that a cop has to be alert and ready for anything, literally anything, like seriously if cops get called to a scene and the call is for a robbery in progress and the cops show up and two men are naked with bombs taped to their balls and they have flame throwers for weapons, the cops have to show up and assess the scene and decide how to execute to that specific situation. Now, like I said I'm keeping this in mind, but still I don't get cops thought process. So the words that were exchanged during the cop and ourselves discourse was as follows "What's going on, huh no one wants to talk,....what are you scared?" YES!!! you see I was scared and I always am, and forever will be. The cops always ask, what I think are the dumbest questions by far. Let's look at a scenario that was similar to my own. You and friends are gathered in an apartment room squashing each other on a single bed and a fairly big chair. KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK!!!

The banging at the door was so loud everyone looked at each other, and then it continued. Let's examine this first occurring event. When do you hear loud banging on a door and its something positive?? Never, that's when. So now we hear banging at the door followed by what? An announcement, no matter the name we already find ourselves on the defensive. The announcement is "IT'S THE POLICE, OPEN UP!" wait what? Ok, this is whats going on, the person at the door has identified themselves, and after further thinking, yep, you've realized that you don't know the police. Lets say that instead of "...POLICE..." you heard "IT'S JOHN, OPEN UP!!" lets even say we know John, chances are you still don't want to open that door, because judging by his tone you've done something wrong and are about to find out how John plans on righting this wrong. So first off the police should know it's not that people are trying to flush evidence down a toilet or secure a hostage, no instead it's just that we're scared out of our minds for a few seconds causing a delay of door opening. Plus, besides that if you were anyone else doing that to my door I still wouldn't answer. Now the doors finally open and the questioning begins. "WHAT TOOK SO LONG TO OPEN THE DOOR?" so you answer "oh...I was jus.....umm...." yep looks like you're thinking of a lie, well its because you really are! Because we all know the truthful answer would be "I'm fucking scared! You were beating on my door, you know how scary that sounded."and anything else besides this is a full out lie. Lets say you get taken in for further questioning, now is when they have fun with you. The police understand team work, and to be honest, have perfected it better than Stockton and Malone. You are brought to a small room, usually with a table and a chair for you and the officer (even when there are two officers one usually stands) and you are asked a question. Now stop here because that question and that answer have just become a Simon says game that you better prey you can win. You see the answer that you give needs to be remembered and when that question comes around at you again, and it will, you need to make sure you first understand that its the same question, they like to word it different each time, and after you understand that it's the same question you better reply with the exact same answer, you don't get the liberty of saying the same thing and wording it differently, because that's called a lie. And when you lie to the police you go to Jail, and no one wants to go to Jail. So I propose a new way to talk to the police, because hey I realize your job is a little hard and risky and causes you to pretty much be a dick the entire time your working, I get that I really do, but at the same time don't expect me to be able to talk to you as if you didn't have the upper hand in every situation that we could ever possibly encounter each other.

My new suggestion when talking to cops, be 100% HONEST!! Yeah I know you hear honesty is the best policy and for the most part I feel that's a true statement. I'm not saying if a cop stops you for speeding and writes you the ticket and is about to let you go that you should inform him about the bag of cocaine in your shoe, but when he ask you something and you don't answer right away because you are nervous or caught off guard, and you know you have a perfectly valid answer, just start by saying "officer hold on a second cause I'm scared", or say "hold on I need to gather my thoughts I'm nervous". Chances are he will ask you "Why?" you are scared or nervous, don't worry I have a response for this as well. "Because you are the police and if you're not helping me, which you seem to not be doing seeing as how I don't need any help, you are arresting people, and I don't want to be arrested" A cop knows that he/she is a scary sight. what other job can you think of that has employees that scare its own employees, cops that's the only job. So just keep in mind that it's ok to tell the cops you are scared of them, if they don't understand that I promise a jury of your peers will. Oh and cops stop asking questions that you know the answer too, chances are the crackhead was buying crack from the undercover, thats why when the undercover said the magic words "its Christmas day today" that you swarmed and arrested him, so don't ask him what he was talking to the man in the truck for because you know exactley what was said, and if you forget you have the video camera that was hidden in his collar button for you to go back and watch it all unfold before your very eyes.

Today's Playlist

2008-06-05T06:07:00.008-05:00

Gillie Da kid-A Millie Freestyle ft VA

Miles Davis - Right Off

Plastic Little - Rap O'Clock

GLUEAZY!!!

2008-06-05T02:00:00.005-05:00

http://myspace.com/glueazy

Add this man!!!

well really only if you want to. I came Glueazy watching kimbo fights on a bored bored day!

and was kinda like damn, he ain't that bad.... you be the judge(vedio is the freestyle).

"You Doing Ho Activities, With Ho Tendencies . . ."

2008-06-05T01:22:00.004-05:00

About two weeks ago, I happened to be in the Grizzly Adams neighborhood and decided to stop by. When I got there, the Viking was nowhere to be found, but I knew he'd show up eventually, so I opted to play the bum role. Less than thirty minutes later, his RA (Residential Assistants, for you non-scholars) O.N.E showed up. O.N.E lives in the apartment with Grizz, so he went ahead and let me in, unknowingly thrusting me into what would become a two-hour conversation on the political feud raging between the Playas and Hoes.
Of course, you DO know what I speak of, right? In this world of promiscuity, Playas and Hos are the most turbulent forces in modern sex relations. Whether you're heterosexual or homosexual, black or white, male or female, as long as you're between the ages of 13 and 36 (yes, we're starting that early now), you are affected by these opposing philosophies.

It wasn't until feminism really started popping off that this became a issue; for centuries mankind was convinced that a female's place was behind a male. The only culture that was ever noted for having females lead the community is the Amazon tribe, and who really knows if they ever existed? Its a myth, sitting right up there with Atlantis and the friggin' Loch Ness Monster.

This didn't happen people. Stick to Xena.

Things aren't like that in this day and age, and thats what had O.N.E's panties in a bunch. Don't get me wrong, he's not a misogynist or anything, and he doesn't believe males are in anyway superior to females. Its just the issue of Playas and Hos that bothers him; no, its the fact that the issue of Playas and Hos has changed views, that bothers him. The main gist of it is this: it is generally understood that when a man knocks down multiple girls, he will undoubtedly be called a Playa. When a woman is knocked down by multiple men, she's a Ho. At least, thats how it used
Casual sex has changed the rules, and this what was up for discussion on this particularly hot Friday. Why is it that the same things that earn a man praise will only serve to degrade a woman? O.N.E thinks a woman should know better than to have casual sex, because doing so will only result in her being called a Ho. At the same time, a man can choose to have casual sex if he likes, without any consequences. Thats how the world is, and thats how it should stay.
Now, I happen to know a number of females who engage in "casual sex." When I say casual sex, I am referring to a man and a woman having sexual intercourse without necessarily trying to pursue a relationship. The possibility of a relationship is always there, of course, but neither party is really thinking about it. I've had my fair share of casual sex, and I personally didn't know what was wrong with a female going out getting hers as well. That doesn't make her a Ho; Hos have a specific mindframe that allows you to identify them. They unknowingly inform you about their Ho status through seemingly random actions such as not giving a fuck if you got a girlfriend, or asking how much money you have if you "look like a foot" (as Jovontique would say).
Not every woman who has casual sex thinks like that. I've had casual sex with a couple of non-Hos in my past, and I'm sure others have as well. So how fair is it to call these girls Hos? Sure they're sleeping with multiple guys, but most of my male friends do the same to girls. If I don't knock THEM for it, why would I be a hypocrite and criticize a girl for doing it? In my eyes thats only fair.
to be.

This unfortunately put me in a difficult position, because then O.N.E concluded that I must be Cpt. Save-A-Ho. Not so, peoples, but either way I was still forced to explain to him my views on what makes a Ho and what doesn't. This blog is long enough as it is, so I'm not going to go too much into detail with that topic. But at the end of the conversation, I was able to convince O.N.E that a woman has every right to have casual sex, as long as males are allowed to, without having to be called a Ho. To think otherwise would be saying that men and women aren't equal, wouldn't it?
One would think so, but the other day Chuck Klosterman slapped some sense into me through means of his book "Sex, Drugs, and Cocoa Puffs" which I recommend EVERYBODY should get. Grizz lent it to me, and if you have no idea who Chuck is, fine, because we're in the same boat. All I know is, the man makes a lot of sense, even when I don't agree with what he says. Here's a passage from a chapter in his book, which clearly states the flaw in my mind process:

"For the past twenty-five years, culture has been obsessed with making males and females more alike, and that's fine. Maybe its even enlightened. But what I've noticed - at least among young people - is that this convergence has mostly just prompted females to adopt the worst qualities of men. Its like girls are trying to attain equality by becoming equally shallow and selfish. Whenever I see TV shows like Fox's defunct Ally McBeal or HBO's Sex and the City, I find myself perplexed as to how this is sometimes viewed as an "advancement" for feminism; it seems to imply that its empowering for women to think like all of the stupidest men I know (myself included).
"We've all heard the argument that there is an eternal double standard about promiscuity . . . the consensus is that this double standard is wrong, so - therefore - we should ALL have sex with as many people as possible, regardless of gender. "

This is where we're at now . . .

In other words, who said that guys being promiscuous is a GOOD thing? Why am I justifying women having casual sex by saying "Well, guys have casual sex all the time and get called Playas, so women should enjoy that, too"? Maybe I got it all wrong. Maybe its us males that need to stop acting like Hos, because thats exactly what we're acting like: a change of title doesn't mean shit when both groups serve the same purpose. Hoes.
I'm no longer saying its okay for a woman to have casual sex, but I won't criticize one for doing so either. What she does is her business, as long as she has self-respect. The fact is, a female's promiscuity can't be justified on the faults of the masculine state of mind. Even if the girl isn't a Ho persay, she doesn't have to do what guys are doing; its like having a "He started it!" argument with a little kid.

As for guys, if you are fucking a bunch of girls for no apparent reason, you're a Ho. You are not cool for doing so just because your friends have led you to believe so. Take heed of the few females who still have an old-fashioned way of thinking, and keep the number of girls you sexually interact with to a minimum. This is not a call for celibacy, its a call for self-control.

Hoes.

One Time For Your Mind
ZuLou

Where it's at (Wednesday)

2008-06-04T09:45:00.013-05:00

This is another new addition to the blog.

This is for all you readers (we thank and love ya'll) so that you can peep the site and know if you ain't visited in awhile that you'll have something new, hopefully, enjoyable to read.

This segment of the blog will be my accout of the mind and happenings of myself. I will be just sorta explaining whats going on, and where my heads at. And I'll try to post this before 10PM on Wed. Well I don't know any better way to start this than to just jump in ..........

This morning started out crazy, it's six A.M. and I'm at work; I work at.....wait thats not important to the story...........so I'm at work and I hear a sound. Imagine this sound, a women carring a box full of heavy books, like old dusty heavy books, now imagine that women and those books falling down an elevator shaft!

Follow this sound by a women trying to yell "HELP! HELP!" in a raspy voice.

Now heres whats going on in my head as I'm bugging out.......

a women got stabbed in the stomach and now the person that stabbed her is coming to kill me, why is this motherfucker stabbing people at 6A.M. ???

Then I hear it again "Someone Help me!" I call out "Whats wrong?"

"I fell"

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I think I just got the wind knocked out of me"

"You sure you're fine, you wanna sit down, need me to call someone?"

"Yeah"

Now this convo was not word for word but the jist is obvious...so everything worked out and being ok, but for about two minutes I was convinced I was about to see a stabbed women die and be chased by a person with a knife.

Then for the last hour or some odd minutes of work I played M.I.A. Please believe it's not a joke M.I.A. is the shit, from beats (mostly produced by herself) to lyrics and the way she delievers on tracks, she is just simply put....NICE!

I come home finish up my blogs and post.....then catch some

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I wake up at 4P.M. my roomate and some folk are talking bout the internet and how things was different "back in the day" laughing like two old men in a penis growing contest after downing two blue diamonds (viagra).

I'm still tired than a bitch and gotta get back at work at 8 I think

and since I can't go back to sleep and i have some time I think I'll record a song

peep the myspace to listen to some tracks myself and Zulou have made in the past few weeks

http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=52344152&MyToken=d8a6f936-9bd5-4d5f-b856-78df35ae3559

Just got off work nothing really crazy going on a lil tired but I like the song I made so go peep it for real at the myspace Link Above ^^^^^^^ but yeah shit pretty uneventful day so untill next time keep ya heads up spread the love.

Introducing Ariel Anderson

2008-06-04T09:22:00.008-05:00

This is without a doubt by far one of the COOL(NESS)EST people I've had the pleasure to meet and spend time with, so I thought to myself (thought thought to myself) that I should show her off to any-and-everyone that I possibly could, so I am. This person right here is a "G"to the fullest of the letter! and honestly I could write for days listing reason and telling you all this cool shit about ol Girl but instead I'll just let her written words speak for themselves, because the reason for this introduction to MISS Anderson is she will be making a post here every Friday, yeash, EVERY FRIDAY. The post will be entirely and solely controlled and written with full authority by her, and chances are dopeness will encompass your eyes as your mind feast upon the words her fingers type out. so here is Ariel a.k.a. ................ she'll inform you on all that stuff, I just thought I'd get her name on the blog now, and get her pics on here so you could peeeep!!!(with both eyes) her superior swagger!

SO STAY GLUED TO THE NET AND STAY LOCKED ON THE SITE

THIS FRIDAY WILL BE THE FIRST WEEKLY POST BY ARIEL

THE WEEKLY SEGMENT WILL BE ENTITLED

"FRIDAY'S FRESHEST FIVE"

ENJOY!!!

The Daily Playlist

2008-06-04T08:40:00.017-05:00

This is a new instalment of the blog, the thought is to be active each day and this will help.
It will be a quick run through of the music that I'm currently peeping my ear to. Feel free to suggest some names, and in the mean time peep the Artist I post for yourself if you see a new name.

So without any further babbling here are the ARTIST OF TODAY:

M.I.A. - Track(s) Paper Plans, (the b-side) Mango Pickle Down River

Lyrics Born- Track(s) I Changed My Mind, Callin Out Ft E-40, Casual

The Cool Kids- Track(s) Oscar the Grouch, Heaven's Gate Hell's Flames

Kimbo Slice (The Black Rocky)

2008-06-04T02:26:00.020-05:00

Since Saturdays CBS showing of the Kimbo Slice fight the media has had its share of words for Kimbo and fans of the MMA. First lets discuss what was said about Kimbo. Kimbo has been called an armature, no one picked him to lose the fight, which he won, and still they have said that Kimbo possesses no skill. Not to mention people love to say that he has fought no bodies, ok well, if Kimbo is a nobody and he is fighting Nobodies and destroying them in fights isn't it safe to say he isn't a NObody after all, and would it be to much to accept he possesses some small, minute even, molecule of skill? Also Kimbo's life story has been brought up and discussed, and I have heard some radio personalities and other media members bring up the fact that Kimbo was homeless (this is when the comparison to Rocky "the Italian Stallion" Balboa was conceived) and how he became a bouncer for a porn series title "In The VIP"http://inthevip/ (stop looking at PORN!!) this is a family site, anyways back on topic....and they are sorta only talking about things that are negative in an of themselves. After they tell this coming of age tale they follow by asking how we (the media and viewers of the media) can make this man a hero, I assume they consider wanting a man who had next to nothing who is now making legit money, instead of illegal, and if legal sketchy, backyard bare knuckle brawls, and who is also no longer partaking in illegal activities such as smoking Marijuana

http://www.nida.nih.gov/infofacts/marijuana.html ih.gov/infofacts/marijuana.html , yeah if they consider that a hero they sure that's what I think most Americans are doing. But I found this odd because the whole rocky thing was still in my head ya know and I started thinking hey Kimbo's sorta like Rocky.

THE RUN DOWN:

Rocky was homeless, well poverty stricken to say the least. He's considered a hero, a true underdog story, and Americans loves underdogs.

Kimbo was homeless. Yet, for him he is just seen as another homeless man who didn't contributing to society, or something, look they just try to say since he was homeless that thats bad and he shouldn't be cheered for, the MEDIA HATES BLACK ROCKY!!!!

Rocky, not considered to have any skill, never would he defeat the best.

Kimbo, only said to have beaten "tomato's"

Before After

some stats of these so called tomato's:

oh and here is Kimbo's stats Age 33 Ht 6'2 Wt 238

Kimbo's second fight against Bo Cantrell, Bo's record 10-10. Bo's stats Age 31 Ht 6'2 Wt 235

Kimbo's latest fight against James Thompson, Jame's record 14-8. Jame's stats Age 30 Ht 6'5 Wt 264

I don't know what merit my thoughts and theories have but its funny how during Katrina there was a picture of a black boy moving through the water with a bag of stolen groceries, the caption for the picture read Black teen looting, and in a different paper a picture of a white women and man was taken as they moved through the water with a bag of STOLEN!!!! groceries and the Headline read, Two residents Struggle to Survive!!!

KIMBO SLICE THIS BLOG SUPPORTS YOUR CAREER IN MMA!!!!!!!

UGK vs. Public Enemy?

2008-05-31T18:08:00.010-05:00

Bun B's II Trill is in stores!!! Go get it now!!!

Here's some suggestive advertising.

Ahem, anyway, I don't know about the rest of the world, but Screwston Texas is enjoying the shit out of Bun B's latest triumph, and its not only because he's a hometown hero. Its because the man is undoubtedly a voice of the South, as well as for the ghost of the late great Pimp C. Its because the man is one of the forefathers of Southern Hip Hop. And its because no matter which track he's on, he's going to wreck. You can believe he's going to hold up the UGK flag for the rest of his life, and he does it in the trillest way possible. That's II Trill.
But this is not about Bun B's album, its about what it represents: The Legacy of UGK. Pimp C and Bun B were pioneers with their Southern Fried Flavor, easily distinguishable from the East Coast and West Coast music that was dominating the scene in the late nineties. They held it down for more than a decade, enduring the incarceration of Pimp C and their label situation at Jive. And then, as recently as 2007, they once again drew mass attention with the release of their album Underground Kings and Pimp C's solo effort, Pimpalation.
Their contributions to Hip Hop are rarely overlooked, but I had an epiphany the other day while listening to Bun B's "Getcha Issue", one of the most political tracks of 2008. Is it just me, or is Bun B the Southern version of Chuck D?

Think about their similarities. They are both members of two-man groups that served as pioneers for their respective fields. They're both speakers of the people, and dabble in political raps. They're both considered lyrically superior to their partners, and they were both slightly over shadowed by their partners' reputation. Shit, they even have similar (and rhyming!) names. Listen to Bun B and tell me his delivery doesn't remind you of that old Public Enemy at times; its indisputable.

Chuck D . . . Bun B . . . coincidence?

Of course, Hip Hop is a competitive genre of music, an attribute not shared with Rock, Country, Pop, or others. So the next question undoubtedly is, who's the better group? Well, I'll answer that quickly: UGK SHITS on Public Enemy. Old Schoolers, keep your pacemakers in check. I'm not speaking recklessly, and I will explain myself.
As far as legacies go, Public Enemy will be the more recognized of the two groups for making albums like "It Takes A Nation" and being a political voice in a genre criticized for its shallowness and vulgarities. Public Enemy got jipped for a Grammy . . . twice. UGK was popping in the South, but Public Enemy was nationwide. But being more recognized doesn't mean you're superior. If I say Paris Hilton's name, there won't be one person who doesn't know who I speak of, and she's famous for WHAT, exactly? Meanwhile, I'm just now getting on the poetry of Saul Williams, who not only has something useful to say, but does it in the most artistic manner. Saul Williams is clearly a more relevant person in life as far as the role he plays, but don't expect everybody to know who he is. Paris Hilton however has the whole world watching the most piece-of-shit sex tape ever made. Funny shit. No, in order to continue this conversation, we must compare the artists themselves.
Comparing Bun B and Chuck D is futile in this argument; both are exceptional MCs, and their similarities make it hard to discern who would be considered the better of the two. So this debate must be centered on the careers of their illustrious partners, Pimp C and Flavor Flav.

Fuck A Flav . . . Give it up for Pimp

At this point, you should see how I reached my conclusion. Flavor Flav is a shitty rapper. He's an alright person in life, I guess, but he sucks ass as a rapper. On top of that, dude is a clown. I'm all for originality, but I have never seen this man without a zany clock on his neck. He's never looked or acted even REMOTELY normal. So what does he do, except grab your attention with his outlandishness? Exactly. he does nothing. He's amusing, but no one is taking that "Flavalicious" shit seriously.
Pimp C, on the other hand, is the fucking MAN. We are speaking about a man who has never been afraid to say whats on his mind. As a lyricist, he was just adequate. Its his presence that grabbed us. No one has ever been able to emulate Pimp C. Plies just came out half a year ago, and he's already got carbon copies running around (2Pistols, to be specific). Young Jeezy came out 2006; now we have Rick Ross, Yung Joc, and Gucci Mane all spitting slow cocaine raps with similar flows. This will not happen to Pimp C. He is one of a kind.
I'm sure someone will bring up the fact that the same can be said for Flav. This is true, but the difference is that no one WANTS to be like Flav. He's one of those people that your parents would point out to you as something you don't want to turn into. You use him as an example of what can happen when you choose not to care about . . . well, anything.
Pimp C was THAT NIGGA. He talked so much shit to piss people off, but who had the gall to say something back? When Pimp said something, you had to shut your fucking mouth and listen. I've heard him talking shit about some of Hip Hop's biggest stars, only for those stars to sit in silence. This is because its widely known that Pimp C never said any of these things out of pure anger or because of some petty beef; he really CARED about what he was saying. You had to respect that.
Flavor Flav obviously doesn't care about what he says. He's got Hos running all over VH1, and then he got New York to do the same thing. You ever seen the Comedy Central Roast of Flavor Flav? It was pathetic. Even Chuck D ethered him. You'd be damn sure that if that was Chad, every person in the building would have been pimp-slapped without a second thought.

Uh uh . . .

Flav has damaged his reputation beyond repair. There's no coming back from that. Pimp C, on the other hand, is legendary. I'm saddened by his death to this very day, and everyone knows no one is more adored by Hip Hop Heads than a dead rapper. You take all this into account, and its obvious why UGK shits on Public Enemy. With a laxative.

Anyway, Bun B's II Trill is the shit. You're obligated to cop it, preferably the legal way. Til then, make sure you also pick up Saul Williams' Dead Emcee Scrolls from your local Barnes and Noble. Props to Grizz for making me read it.

One Time For Your Mind
ZuLou

2008-05-29T18:18:00.003-05:00

THE BEST BLOG THAT'S OUT,

and all you bastards are missing out on the fun, I swear
I'm always apart of something that gets no recognition.
Do you motherfuckers think your too cool to read a blog
by people your own age?? What the fuck that's all man, just what the fuck?

2008-05-22T01:48:00.003-05:00

Jovontique...Enough Said

I'd like to thank ZuLou and Eric Michael for my introduction. I feel as if my name has preceded me, but it is time that I formally introduce myself. I am Jovontique, known to broadcast truths and slaughter socially accepted lies with pure thought. It may sound impressive but anyone with some common sense and a mind of there own can do it. I've been known to detect and discard the fraudulent. We all display a low tolerance for fake as said in the intro. I've been known to glorify natural beauty. (I'm not knocking straight hair but hey, to each his own). In conclusion I am a pessimistic realist with liberal tendencies. I am a human contradiction thriving on honesty. I am a confident person but not half as big headed as ZuLou claims I am. I am Tequa Green bka Jovontique and it is very nice meeting you...

2008-05-21T10:45:00.003-05:00

You know how when sometimes

you get to happy and filled with joy

and love you cry,

well I associate tears with love.

So when I'm penny-less, homeless, and in the midst

of my saddest moments in my life,

moments that cause me to emit tears,

I will at least if nothing more,

have love.

recently I've had several deep thinking days, what with learning I probably won't be continuing my colligate career at the University of Houston, how I can't stand the same old same old of home, and realizing in the next two to three months I will, by whatever means possible, be living in a different state (and no I am not referring to a mental state). And one thing that has kept coming back in my thoughts of how everything will work out is that as long as I have the support from family I'll be fine, and friends as well. It's not that we need confirmation of what we do in life but to have someone tell you they don't know why, or completely understand your rational, that they still support you is something only a true friend, and family could do for you. So as corny and lame as this sounds, just realize when you got no cash, no positive thoughts, to be told I love you, but someone who you know actually loves you it's a much needed positive energy that gets passed to you that can keep a person going.

LETS SPREAD THE LOVE!

Run In With "The Nice Guys" . . .

2008-05-20T17:35:00.006-05:00

Let me tell you a quick mildly interesting and hardly relevant story about how I first ran into "The Nice Guys." It was my freshman year at University of Houston, a year filled with partying, late night movies and absolutely NO studying whatsoever. Its a rather pathetic tale to tell in its entirety, but there was a moment of significance when I first found out that my friend Free actually produced beats.

And no, I don't mean, Souljah Boy beats. While Free did use the same FL Studio (AKA FrootyLoops) that the Atlanta artist and Little Brother's 9th Wonder made so famous, he was more on the level of the latter as far as his taste in production. Fortunately for me, that's exactly the type of style I'm feeling, which makes me the equivalent of an alien in this location of Screwston, Texas. So how do you let someone know you're feeling their style? You bother the shit out of them by repeatedly coming by their dorm room till they finally let you record something. And so I did.

During this brief period of time, I ended up meeting Yves Saint and Christoph, the other two thirds of the The Nice Guys. I was immediately taken aback by Yves raw lyrical skill and Christoph's producing prowess, which was similar enough to Free's for it not to clash, and yet different enough for it not to sound like the same damn person. Seriously, I wasn't even trying to rap with these guys after hearing them, because they are REALLY really good at what they do, and I was just honestly fucking around. After running into them in Free's dorm, I started noticing all over the place: The Vault nightclub in downtown Houston, the Alpha Parties off of Telephone St., last year's Moody Towers' Poetry Slam; not to mention that you could catch Yves at every damn event that DJ Candlestick (best party DJ in Houston I've heard) happened to be hosting.

the Nice Guys . . .

So yeah, they were definitely on the grind, and a year and some change later, they're out with their first mixtape, called Nice Guys Finish Last. Yes, its the shit. No, its not snap music. These cats are making quality music, and its only right that you cats get to hear it right here in Zu York City.

The Nice Guys - Nice Guys Finish Last Mixtape
pt.1 http://www.mediafire.com/?wl9dtajggoy pt.2 http://www.mediafire.com/?jfndg9ult4t

Props to all three of the guys for delivering a superb mixtape. Mr. Eric Michael makes a couple of appearances himself on the mixtape, and shines accordingly. The bulk of the mixtape is Yves Saint, who is sick. I really wish I could put it in another manner without sounding so much like a dickrider, but I call it like I see it. From flawlessly flipping Busta Rhymes' New York Shit to "Nice Guys Shit" to actually sticking to The Fiasco on the Superstar Remix, Yves delivers bars laced with metaphors and ridiculous multi-syllable rhymes. Somehow through all the flashiness, he still succeeds in saying something of substance.

"Rats in a daze/ trapped in a maze/ meant to lead them astray, call it a-maze-meant/"

"I'm on some Nice Guy Shit/ Exercise mine? Well, yeah nice try bitch/ I'm on 97.9 with my Nice Guy Hits . . . / Its a GoodYear, Nice Guys, like blimps/ be floating quite high, might blind ya tryin' to squint/"

"I don't know why niggas surprised that I'm full of myself/ They say I'm feeling myself, I'm only filling myself/ As far as my rapping type, I fulfill it myself/ Limericks is like spirits . . . / I deliver it pure, so my lit-er-a-ture/ is like your penicillin, my afflictions cured/"

"Couple of tools on my belt, more broads have felt 'em/ melted a couple hearts . . . / and everybody lost one, but come on/ me and and my niggas one for all, and all for one/"

I'm not quoting shit else, because you really have to hear it yourself to get the full impact. Yves boasts an unmatched flow rarely found in the south (go figure, he's actually from NY) and if you're looking for something new, this might be the motherfucking treasure chest. Free and Christoph have the production tip down to the point, I wouldn't be surprised if they have aspiring rappers bulldozing their doors down right now. Adding on to all the creativity flowing throughout the mixtape, they actually took the time out to do some skits. Yes, motherfuckers, there are skits on a free mixtape. Here's something else thats wild: they're actually funny.

On the whole, this is an entertaining mixtape. Though it has its downfalls (sorry guys, Where My Shoes Belong was not at all nice to me) and Yves might not enunciate EVERY syllable, leaving you wondering what that last punchline was, its still the SHIT. And I will be bumping this for a while. I suggest you become a fan.

Cosigned by Mr. Eric Michael . . .

Free, you owe me a beat, nigga!

"NICE . . . . ."

One Time For Your Mind
-ZuLou

And We Are . . .

2008-05-20T13:16:00.005-05:00

thanks to the indomitable Mr. Eric Michael for the introduction. We'll be seeing a lot of him around here, him being a treasured citizen of Zu York City.

Who lives in Zu York City? First off, lets get this straight, dumbasses. Its not a real place so much as it is a state of mind. ZuLou, Grizz Adams, Jovontique, and Mr. Eric Michael have taken it unto themselves to bust you out of your little bubble of fantasy before something else does. We're here to open your eyes so you can see how people would live their lives if they just stopped and thought. Granted, you're going to get posts of undeniable reality (by way of Mr. Eric Michael), or you might get some really trippy poetry (courtesy of Grizz Adams). Pictures and Videos of our real life adventures will be posted (mainly by me), and we'll be introducing you to a whole gang of people and subjects that will hopefully have you talking and spreading the word about the very same blog you're so engrossed in now. We aim to entertain, but even more so, we aim to shock, to deliver, and to educate.

And who are we? Fine question.

ZuLou

Please excuse the extreme nappiness of the hair. This is ZuLou AKA The Best AKA The Ghost of the Moody Towers AKA The Ironman AKA Mr. Strictly Business AKA Afroman AKA Kid N' Play AKA The Hip Hop Guru Himself AKA . . . seriously, must I go on?

Anyone who knows me in real life knows that I AM me, will always be me, and you really wouldn't want me to be anyone else anyway because I'm just that cool. Oh, and people like to say I'm arrogant. As Mr. Eric Michael said, I am the Mayor of Zu York City, but being the lazy bastard that I am, I usually like to see other people run the city for me, such as . . .

Jovontique

No, that's not her real name, but you will address her as such. She's the woman keeping ZuLou inLine like Gotdamn Rollerblades. She also happens to be the best looking one out of all of us. The most dependable girl you'll ever meet, with enough intelligence to rival your Calculus Professor's. And no, I'm not just gassing her because she's my girl. I'm gassing her because she's about as bigheaded as I am., and might hurt me if I don't.
On a serious note, if she's got something to say, I suggest you listen. Jovontique has never let me down.

Mr. Eric Michael

By now, I'm assuming most of you already know who the indomitable speaker, Mr. Eric Michael is.

Oh wait, you don't? Uhh?!! WTF, man? Take your lame ass to the [the boombocks] RIGHT NOW!

Okay. Are you back yet? Well then, let's continue. Mr. Eric Michael is by far the most sensible person you have never met. You couldn't take a page from his book if you wanted to, and even if you did, that you would be desecrating the Bible. Three words describe the man: Hip Hop, Intellect, and Fresh. I consider Mr. Eric Michael to be my contemporary and couldn't imagine running a blog without at least having his input. The man is a Beast. If you ever decide to leave Zu York City, your next stop should definitely be [the boombocks] , where he resides when he's not speaking over here.

How many plugs is that? Two? Here's one more for good measure: [the boombocks], at boombocks.blogspot.com, is the SHIT! Hurry up and read it!

Grizz Adams

Grizz Adams is bound to have his dark moments at times, but don't let that fool you into thinking he's some overly gangster Emo suicide case waiting to happen. Really, he just likes pointing his finger at his head. The ladies will tell you that on the inside of the rugged harsh exterior is a giant teddy bear filled with love.

See? And you thought I was exaggerating.

Grizz Adams has an uncanny knack for saying REALLY uncomfortable shit with the most laid-back demeanor. He might say the most outrageous thing you've ever heard, but if you just give him a little time to explain, he'll manage to make the most illogical conclusions make perfect sense, like he actually justified regular heterosexuals watching tranny porn -- sorry, I'm getting ahead of myself here. We'll save that for later.

In many ways, Zach is who I would be if I was white, shorter, gained about 100 lbs and had a giant beard instead of a giant afro. He's also generally loved by the public.

When he's not pointing a finger at his head, Grizz Adams likes to read and write poetry and short stories, some of which will be making their very first appearances right here in Zu York City. We also have some other things saved for the blog, but being the assholes that we are, we're going to just tell you to stay tuned and watch you fidget impatiently till you swear at our mothers and leave.

And That's The Cast!

Undoubtedly, you'll meet other people during your stay here, but for now, these are the contributors of Zu York City. All of us are zany in our own way, so there's bound to be a couple of laughs right? RIGHT?!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA . . . hahah . . . haaa . . .

Was that even a joke?

One Time For Your Mind
-ZuLou

2008-05-19T21:49:00.004-05:00

best city in the whole wide wide world!

welcome to zu york city, where it continuously rains, due to infinite brainstorming. i know you've never been to a city as such, but you'll love it here ... well, that depends. if you know ZuLou, the mayor of this shit, then you know how he runs his city. the first lady, Jovontique, the cool white dude, a la carlotn banks, Grizz Adams, and myself, author of *shameless plug* the boombocks, Eric Michael, are only here to reinforce that good ol' Zu York City feeling. if you don't like this city, we won't trip, you can just leave, no hard feelings. we got tourists in line just waiting for a motel 6 room to free up, its nothing. no seriously, its nothing. oh, and there are no gas stations here, simple because we elect not to gas you ignorant niggas like record labels are prone to do, nah. instead, clinics are on every corner. yea ... we're too sick over here. no? ok. its nothing but the real in this here town. residents are known to drive out the fake with their normal behavior that is all so common to us, but the frauds refer to it as "being real." tisk tisk.

anywho, i can go on and on and on ... but who cares?

Zu York City

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"The Media Is The Devil!!!"

LAMES and BITCHASSNESS!!

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