Blue Collar Gangster
I write what I see.
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Freddie Gibbs & Madlib - Thuggin' (Official) - Piñata
Let's pretend for a minute that Tupac was a real gangster. Let's suppose he wasn't a drama school back up dancer. With all the facts about how fake and fraudulent Tupac was... let's just pretend he actually was the person he claimed to be in all of his songs. Well... if that were the case he'd be Freddie Gibbs.
Ladies and gentlemen.. Gary, Indiana represent:
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
Muay Thai Bangla Stadium Patong Knockout
San Diego representing. This was my favorite Thailand experience. Muay Thai, bitch. Straight from Patong, Thailand.
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
Monday, November 11, 2013
Cee-Lo is underrated as a lyricist. That's all.
In no fashion have I lost my passion for the pen It's just that lately life has been a lot less inspirin To tell you the truth trials and tribulations is very tirin I gotta play a little game of gimmick and gunfirin I'm not aspirin to be any lower or higher than, I get equal as in eye to eye again I'm the truth, I'm complicated I'm all ready but try again I've got to die once to never ever die again And what I believe within I engrave within my skin And one thang that I ain't is a saint without a sin How could there be a now if there never was a then? That is unbalanced just like the yang without the yen I am distinguishably deeper as opposed to the paper-thin And I breathe oxygen, and you rhymin bout rocks again You stagnant, standing still enough to feel the world spin I'm beginning to smell the end in the path of the blowing wind Hopefully I'm fortunate enough to spend forever with a friend I'm slow dancing with destiny every day until then When I first got my big break I said that I would never bend And discredit my character to keep up or contend And my belief beat baseline secrete such a special blend I am not like them at all and I cannot pretend I am not like you at all and I cannot pretend. [Verse Two: Cee-Lo] I get off on an extension or compare comprehension I'm in a classroom of my own, I'm too far gone for competition Yet I'm never obnoxious with my obvious ambition Perfectly imperfect is my dimension's definition I engage my pen pierces the page so that it bleeds my intention With honorable mention of God's divine intervention I'm incredible I'm inevitable and there's no possible prevention I'll hardly (have to) scream my dream and I'll have your undivided attention The powers that be will be beaten into submission And you will be able to see my revolution on television You'll get an aneurysm fuckin around with my head on collision With the power to get you dead and half the dead risen I remember when my development was arrested I was doin time on my mind misguided and misdirected I was sick, so sick if I spoke to you you'd be infected Then my conscience was cleared of all charges and I came out corrected Reinvented, refined, replenished and well rested On a mission for a medium to manifest the thoughts I collected After that everything I breathed upon, I blessed it I committed crimes of passion and my soul was suspected But it was thrown out of court because of course the Creator and I connected He told me, "fear not for thou art protected. Your life is being requested And you are being tested, so make every attempt you can to expect the unexpected.
[Verse Three: Cee-Lo] I am internally evolving entirely Extensive eclectic expression eloquently Instantly innovative, Courageously creative I'm driven, this God given gift it comes naturally to the native Not a need for the dramatics or the systematic Simplicities, strictly science and mathematics The mastermind of the mighty mystical and magical moves And metaphors manifests masterpieces Thoroughly fury through the inner mind's eye establishes this syn-thesis Of these innermost, insightful, intriguing interpretations of extreme
intelligence My common sense is no co-incidence Caution: competitors approach carefully I'm able to see Rare ranges of distance, I expect respect There's no tolerance for negligence, never You'll forever Feel the wrath of the pure and powerful poetry, permanently Pre-meditative, political, critical, compellin, story-tellin Defining desire, faith fuelin the fire Brilliance, ?? philosophical, psychological willingly waging warfare, Withstandin, commandin, demandin the listening ears to hear what God's forcin Instead endorsin education. Equality, not hate Just revolution of the mind state Note mere words but emotions Which is essential, influential provin my people's potential Militancy, innocence, insight, listen to God then write Since my birth date I been tight! Shit [Hook] Now I don't want never hear nobody else say goddamn a nigga from the South can't rhyme NEVER!
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Are You Still Writing?
Shut the fuck up with that question. I'll never stop writing. Not until the day I die. And even then I'll be writing in my dreams while I'm chillin' up in Heaven with Edgar Allan Poe and shit like dat der. So maybe I've been slacking off considerably lately. Yes, that's true as all hell. But... shut the fuck up either way. I have a wife and two young boys at home. They get all of my time when I'm not at work and that's the way it should be. At least that's the way I feel at this point. I feel like if it doesn't involve my family I want no part of it. I'm blessed. Very lucky to have what I have in this life. If you approached me with two free nights in a luxury resort all expenses paid to Las Vegas to hang with my best friends I'd shoot down the notion quicker than you could lose a thousand bucks on a blackjack hand if you had a gambling problem. I just wanna chill with the fam.
So the next time you think about asking me if I'm still writing... press the off button on your life first.
-- Words
So the next time you think about asking me if I'm still writing... press the off button on your life first.
-- Words
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Do You Guys Fantasize About Grown Men Wearing Tights?
It's okay, you're simply part of the enormous demographic of men that play fantasy football every year. I used to love football season, but now it's a little less exciting and that bums me out. Most of the reason for this is because anyone that plays fantasy football becomes obsessed with it and seems to be all they're capable of talking about for the next 17 weeks or so. They say if you can't beat 'em join 'em, but I don't think I'll ever be able to make the switch and become something that I loathe. I refuse to be the "I knew I should've started Turner instead of Peterson" guy. No matter what there's always something they should've done better to make their team score more points but at the last minute they made a costly error in judgement. And everyone thinks they know something about football all of the sudden. Even if they just moved to America six months ago and can't tell you what a safety is (the position or the play).
In closing, I'm proud to be part of the 1%. I'll keep my head held high while the rest of you dicks occupy the shit out of the work computer and incessantly talk about how funny your fantasy team's name is gonna be when you change it for the upcoming Sunday.
-- Gangster of Love
In closing, I'm proud to be part of the 1%. I'll keep my head held high while the rest of you dicks occupy the shit out of the work computer and incessantly talk about how funny your fantasy team's name is gonna be when you change it for the upcoming Sunday.
-- Gangster of Love
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