Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Through the Sieve: Mally from the 612


If it ain't Mally from the 612, I don't fuck with you. Yes, KissMyAssPlz is here to introduce Mally from the 612. He hails from Minneapolis and is my LONG time friend and accomplice. But me putting him up here just cuz he's a friend? Get outta here! Mally is GOOD. He's starting out in this game, it's love interest to him. Although he may not be pursuing a rhyming career at the moment, trust me, from what I've heard - he better! Mally aint bout no bubble-pop rap, talking bout "Ridin Rims", "Bling" or "Fuckin Bitches", in other words he's speaks in realities: past, present and the future.

Mind you, the recordings presented aren't the best quality of sound (he's doing it on his home computer, cut him slack). NO HOOKS here, straight bars. I don't feel like describing him, you gotta listen, a few times too, you might miss some shit the first time and it's lovely too. What I like about him? Witty rhymes, nice flow and just the blatant honesty that's abesnt in Hip Hop today. A few excerpts but not the least bit of what Mally has to offer: "Ya shoes dirty and ya gear's logoless" on "What to Do"; "Rappers in the state i aint even heard of them yet, im bein nice i aint even hurtin em yet" on "20 Year Old Hero"; "Rap aint dead i aint been to a funeral" on "Falling Back"; "fly til i die w/o having wings above" on "I Feel Done" "and my small base of fans is fair, fuck ya favorite rapper u should know im not a fan of theirs" on "No Remorse"; "they want my non-existence to be permanent" on "This Past Year".

Lastly, do try out these at least and if you like what you hear, go ahead and download the rest. If you really feel him, good or bad, post a comment, saying what you liked or disliked. Props or Hate, as long as it's heartfelt!

Must Haves (in order)
what to do
this past year (kiss my ass)
4th chapter
20 year old hero
i feel done
say whatever
the beginning
let me tell you

The Rest
falling back
recite fa life
no remorse (democrat)
my blessing
truthful song 2
take it back
my life's a cinema
shining
everybody's got a song
write new writtens

Monday, January 29, 2007

Burberry Scarf

What the fuck is she doing over there? She doesn’t know him. Damnit Claire, why are you so unpredictable? Always, always, always… throwing me for a sucker. A sucker in a red, plaid, Burberry scarf. What dude wears a scarf, excluding gay guys?

Haven’t you guys only been dating for like two months?

Yeah, more like 6 weeks, or by her account, 40 days and 6 hours, but so what? Can’t I be jealous still? Or what, now I can’t be jealous because we’re going steady? That reminds me our 6 week anniversary is coming up, shit!

I don’t know. It just seems that your jealousy is overriding your sanity. Why do you have to even pay any mind to that dweeb. And furthermore, maybe he isn’t a dweeb.

Like mud! “Claire is innocent”, who are you – Johnny Cochran! After a few drinks she’ll do anything, trust me; that’s how we met. But our relationship, mind you, doesn’t depend on multiple tequila shots. See I’ve been secretly counting, and look, there’s her 4th drink – in a little over an hour. Any time in the next 45 minutes, she’ll make a gentle pass at some unsuspecting, fellow drunkard. Later she’ll scream, “It was a mistake. Forgive me, I was drunk.” Commence make-up blowjob. All’s forgiven. Even though her make-up blowjobs are sloppier than normal ones (all of hers are too, by the way), I am satisfied for the moment. Not at all content though.

Too much information! You are the jealous type.

Well, yes. Jealousy, I beg, is in all of us. Deep within the mind, or the heart (whichever you prefer), is Jealousy. It tries to masquerade behind laments, the paramount façade. But the deeper something, someone buries you in their uncomplicated actions, Jealousy removes the heavy, wool blanket and briskly walks to the forefront of your gut. The feeling, Jealousy, lingers around in the cafes of your mind (my preference), indulging in phony conversations that try, hard, to incite revenge. It gossips, to everyone. It exaggerates upon logic; logic is told uproarious lies, so much so that logic, in turn, acts out, in spastic rages that end with foam at the mouth. Subterfuge’s services are called. He is contracted to work with Private Investigation, to drum up reasons that uphold the truth to Jealousy’s entertaining mind games.

Stop right there dude. It’s what… I don’t have a watch on. But if I did, it would say it’s late, too late to talk about meaningful stuff on meaningless people, times and situations. You are obviously not drunk enough. If Jealousy had really taken a hold, you’d have guzzled and stood at that keg for hours. Now, if your ass didn’t “wax poetic”, you’d be boinking some freshmen. Ice breaker, beer, more beer, pee, something in common, forget her name, on purpose, and viola!, you’re in. You could have done all this while your girlfriend, supposedly, got it on with Mr. Ferry with the Burberry scarf. Fight fire with fire, I say. Do onto others, as they done to you.

Any other motivational rally cries?

No, no, that’s it.

But I’ve got to say, man, it smells like fresh, rotten cantaloupes.

What? Jealousy. You’re way to into this – trying to read into this like a benign novelist. Stop with this insightful—

No, make-up blowjobs smell like fresh, rotten cantaloupes.

Precisely. You have just wrecked my future aspirations of ever eating a cantaloupe. And to that point, being so repulsed that the smell of fresh, rotten cantaloupes will enter my olfactory and ruin the soothing, tingling after affects of a blowjob!

Well, maybe I’m not as jealous as I thought. I see her with some of her girlfriends now.

See, you people think way too into things. Just let it go, man.

That’s easier said then done. This Jealousy thing flares up on daily basis.

Well, now that you say that, maybe she isn’t faithful.

So what are saying?

Through the grapevine, I’ve heard, Claire is… Is…

What? Spit it out.

She spits alright!

You motherfucker!

Chill, man. I was joshing. I’ve heard nothing. Remember I don’t even know you! All I’ll say is Claire might not be the right one for you. She might want you, as… as collateral. In case, you know, she needs you. Evidently, the last six weeks of her life, she’s needed you, but soon, and probably sooner than you or I realize, she’ll be moving her belongings for some other.

Thanks for the bleak hope and future despair!

You’re welcome, I mean what do you think these parties are for? People want to be seen and frolic the fields or the docs and pick and choose their future endeavor, even if for the night.

Boy, it is late, that time of the night. Better start preying on the youngins.

Me too. Can I have first dibs on Claire? I swear, I’ll be good.

Yes, actually, go right ahead. That would be great. Now Jealousy has the evidence it needs to condemn my woman’s unscrupulous actions.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Through the Sieve

(Sand) Wich Boy Throw Some Cheese On It


Pimp C Knockin Doors Down



Fat Joe No Drama


singles
papoose what makes me me
papoose what makes me me

thug-a-cation papoose bang on the locker

wes fif bob haterz everywhere (ss)
wes fif bob haterz everywhere (rs)

stack bundles mazaradi this gangsta shit

jay z mix

lloyd joc missy elliot get it shawty

game crips bloods (kick push flow)

weezy elz black republican (ss)
weezy elz black republican (rs)

fab swizz beatz return of the hustler (ss)
fab swizz beatz return of the hustler (rs)

bone thugz into the future (ss)
bone thugz into the future (rs)

young buck get buck (ss)
young buck get buck

little brother pressure

ashanti jim jones I cant deny it

skillz im a hustla tho

natalie kiotti love you so rmx

prodigy stuck on you

bob gangsta

royce da 5 9 kid vishis we run detroit

game 1 am

redman doc intro

game microphone fiend

kool g rap life

40 cal dying dynasty (ROC diss)

remy ma throw some ds

c murder murder was the case (ss)
c murder murder was the case (rs)

gucci mane jadakiss dribble

weezy miami vice

mistah fab life

grit boys trae tum tum fresh rmx

lil flip southside smoke shop brakin bread 2
flip ballin
letter 2 fans
my shit
push it
str8
im fly n high
doo rags n js
money in da bank
my chevy w/crime boss
tell tell tell
weekend girl
40 bars
what flip been up to
im rich bitch
in da zone
rap game 2007
clover music
bonus freestyle

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cds
dj whiteowl new beginning 4

dj enyce dipset byrds of a feather

dj skee ya boy the rise volume 1

cyssero the virus the ether

akon dj lefty da spotlight

killadeplhia more bodies than days

z ro omega special edition 2cd

dj glew hip hop aint dead it lives in the south hosted by trillville

swishahouse in the game 2k7

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MTV Calls that Gloating


MTV plans to expand, “The high school football practice made into drama was a huge success” says marketing exec Billy McMullen, “so much so, that we’ve gone back to the drawing board to reconnect with audiences reeling for even more made up drama.” If being a high school student wasn’t enough drama, how much more can kids take, especially if it’s made up? McMullen claims teens are interesting people. I would say our pimply predecessors are interesting people to exploit and torment; extra made up drama added to the vat, which includes vaporous, steamy, hot peer pressure, would create more anxiety already wrought with living in that young, overexposed and primly tapped skin. What is more: teenage obsolescence presented by MTV.

Throwing real feelings aside, MTV preys on the teenage market – the most freely spending and influenced age group, and their insecurities. Instead of “Daria”, “Beavis & Butthead” or the innocent mid-nineties dance show “Grind” we now view altered realities: “Sweet 16”, “Laguna Beach” or “Next”. Who actually would ask a first date such personal questions? Why are these shallow kids revered with a tiara and a billion dollars? MTV is commercializing our mind, feelings and youth. They have enacted a way to move and decide. “OMG, Jen, did you see that girl look at me, I mean who does she think she is?” And they intend for you to relive what you reviled. They make you writhe in pain and in laughter, “At least that wasn’t me.”

It’s not that I had a forgetful high school experience; it’s just that I don’t want it touched, manipulated and changed!

McMullen was more than proud to announce MTV’s planned, third installment of 2-a-days, “20-a-days”, “Yeah, it’s in our best interest to view the lives of these entangled, pubescent kids.” One press present pondered whether “20-a-days” was possible, physically and emotionally. “Totally. Physically, it’s very demanding; watching these spirited kids lose their footholds in the grass at only the 18th hour is amazing. You clearly haven’t been to Texas; they are even pushing for 1 more hour of practice. Just think what specimens they’re going to be in the NFL or NCAA or a bar fight they start and finish in jail, after hearing they’ll back-up at Jackson State, a Division III school that’s predominantly black and when they realize they’re white and they’re admission was based on a quota system – reverse Affirmative Action – we’ll be there to capture their pain. Emotionally, that is where our fun comes in. All this pressure, 20-a-days et al., will bring these teens to utter despair. Coping skills will be taken out through cell phone waves that end in the woman, coherently and repeatedly, speaking ‘Please hang up and dial the phone number again.’ Our viewers enjoy their roller coaster ride to rock bottom-ville. And when the camera crews roll out on the last shoot day in that suburban Tex-Arkana, Texas town and leave “their” story behind – I’m getting ahead of myself; I’m gloating."

Friday, January 26, 2007

Through the Sieve

Kiotti Nice Exposure Not the Best


singles
dj khaled akon ti baby weezy fat joe we takin over (ss)
dj khaled akon ti baby weezy fat joe we takin over (keepmyfile)
dj khaled akon ti baby weezy fat joe we takin over (rogepost)

styles p sheek walk on by (ss)
styles p sheek walk on by (speedy)
styles p sheek walk on by

jay bezel weezy elz gotta hate us (ss)
jay bezel weezy elz gotta hate us
jay bezel weezy elz gotta hate us (zshare)

little brother mos def talib kweli let it go (mega)
little brother mos def talib kweli let it go (ss)
little brother mos def talib kweli let it go (rs)

bg make em mad (weezy diss)

akon struggle everyday

joss stone common tell me

thug-a-cation papoose bang on the locker (gs in the building)

chubbie weezy elz oh yea

jim jones ice box flow (mega)
jim jones ice box flow (speedy)
jim jones ice box flow (ss)

bone bone thug boyz

lil flip rap city flow (speedy)
lil flip rap city flow (mega)
lil flip rap city flow (zshare)
lil flip rap city flow (ss)

talib kweli you dont know me

goodie mob dead prez soldiers

trey songz wonder woman

brisco weezy im in the hood (zhare)
brisco weezy im in the hood (ss)

hawk lil jon hoes aint shit

kanye west throw some ds

twista weezy whip game

plies dj scream hustle all day

raekwon my corner

prodigy stuck on you

wilie joe mims blood raw bob get em got em rmx (ss)
willie joe mims blood raw bob get em got em rmx (mediafire)
willie joe mims blood raw bob get em got em rmx (rogepost)
willie joe mims blood raw bob get em got em rmx (mega)

cds
tapemasters inc lox living off experience
tapemasters inc lox living off experience (rs)

tapemasters inc weezy young money millionaire 2

big mike whats beef 2k7 (mediafire)
big mike whats beef 2k7 (rs)

jay bezel philly beast 2 (ss)
jay bezel philly beast 2

dj scope respect my grind 3

trick daddy back by thug demand **reupped**

cyssero protege of the game
cyssero protege of the game

dj scream mlk hot 107.9 2

j hood countdown tales from the hood

dj crazy chris tales from the darkside (pink floyd mash up)

dj crrzy chirs jackrabbit slim blends

dj 4sho dj makasi global lockdown

sublime complete masters gold cd 2
sublime complete masters gold cd 1

dj mino dipset purp city byrdgang reunion
dj mino dipset purp city byrdgang reunion

hevehitta 3 kings 2 texas edition

sean price jesus price superstar

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Wednesday, January 24, 2007

You’ve Got Some Nice Tits


But what else you got? You’re telling me those are DSLs? Please, stop exaggerating. I hear that way too much. Trust me those are not a viable, long-term asset. Your ass? A momentary, disdainful thought. Let me slap it. Oh, daddy like. Okay, it has got some resistance. And on second thought, it has the right amount of after jiggle – in between Homer’s belly ripple and a wall’s reaction. I’ll overlook the faint tread of cottage cheese, although, I will recommend immediate attention to your lower gluet area; in three to five years time, the cheese will spread in all directions and form large pools on your ass cheeks. But, I don’t intend to be with you when that occurs; it’s just some fair warning.

I kid, I kid. I do want to be with you. Your beauty is only skin deep, they tell me. See, this is a new phenomena to me. Since I was… well, since I first thought of a woman, probably in the movies near age 8-ish, I looked at the outward appearance: the pert rack, pearl onion butt and that perfect face. A quick response to what you may think of what I just said: yeah, while the movies perpetuate that intended, imprinted image in me (all males too), the movies do the same to you true love seeking women. Notebook? Any Hugh Grant film? C’mon you believe in that carp all the time (and I do mean carp).

I mean besides the tits, can you be able to carry on a conversation with me? I don’t watch ESPN that much! Trust me. I read… magazines and porn site biographies. Your fav activity? Shopping. Cool, only if it’s without me. Buy you gifts and remember anniversaries and important dates? I can’t. It upholds that you deserve to objectified. Plus you can cry to your girlfriends that I don’t care for you; it gives a reason to bitch. You’re not a doll, princess. You are a human being. Stop putting on all that make-up – I know you may look better with it but, but… But it’s not real.

Neither are our feelings for each other. I mean you’d hold out forlorn hope that by giving into my sex demands, that eventually I’ll love you. That may happen, after 15 years and when I’ve been reduced to the deep panting in dressing in a size 46 pair of pants and tooling around in our Honda Odyssey. I’d shower “I love you”s into your ear in order to attempt my sexual fantasies that’ll not be successful.

Evidently, we do need each other. How’s three kids sound. Annual trips to Disney World. A possible opt out clause, better known as a divorce by 38. Yes. Then, it’s a deal. We just signed, too. You’re pregnant.

Greetings From Abroad


Man, good riddance! Saddam so deserved what was coming to him, I mean how many Iraqis – oh yeah, they’re too many insignificant to count (If you are counting, George, you’re coming close: 100,000 to 175,000). See Saddam and I were at an outs; he’d been basking in his newly found “Dictatorship” title, that he’d gotten so arrogant – so arrogant to the point that he actually, genetically modified his testes. That proved to be a crushing blow. He then took my third wife, which was in fact my sister’s daughter, in an act of jilalmadeenaka, roughly translated, it means low blow. That had me steaming. I’m glad for your connection of Saddam and me; it created your wealthy presence and following tumultuous, yet profitable tenure in Iraq and gave me resolution with that greedy son-of-a-bitch. I danced all night long, all be it to Lionel Richie’s great 80s work of the same name. The insurgents? Yeah, that’s kind of my doing. Sorry about those dead, innocent American Freedom Bringers, they got caught in the line. As for those 100,000 Halliburton workers stationed in Iraq getting $100k salaries – Saddam’s Iraq deserves to be rapped! Keep up the never ending job in ruling the world, George.

Your Bestest Bud & “Enemy”
Osama B L

Monday, January 22, 2007

A Hot Job Appears on Monster.com


Job title: International Transport Liaison

Looking For:
Good people person. Fast on feet. Agile. Business man. Shrewd negotiater. Bilingual. Like to travel and okay with being away from real world for weeks on end. Can drive. Reliable car. Inconspicuous, white Econo-Line Van recommended (ask within on a great deal. We get a wholesale price from Ford plants in Mexico). Has access to Pesos and US Dollars. Swarthy. Flexible schedule. Have an alias. Multiple aliases preferred. Quick problem solver. Likes to help people.

Benefits:
The assurance that you can still get those low, low prices at Walmart. Not to have your son clean a Motel 8, after a prom party. Upholding the phrase “Ignorance is bliss.” A true hero, however you will never receive medals or recognition.

Experience:
Knowledge of Southwest, USA terrain. Fluent in broken, illiterate Spanish, as well as regular Spanish. Must have built up safe houses in the Southwest, USA’s outlying areas. Must have solid in-road connections to dirty, American corporations who seek huge, droves of unskilled laborers. Work as a Park Ranger preferred.

Duties:
Shuttle worthy workers across the border from Mexico to the US, without any authorities finding out. Drive them to and fro safe houses, while they acclimate to their newfound status.

Caution when Applying (these may apply to you):
Seeing the realities of the border debate play out before your eyes and be able to look away. Know you can be prosecuted and therefore jailed and furthermore, have NO legit backing by your phantom employers, the United States’ corporations. Realizing you are part of a grand scheme that both the US and Mexican governments are in on. Leave your morality behind.

Apply through illegal channels at any US-Mexico border town: Tiajuana, Ciudad Juarez, El Paso, Mexicali and Laredo.

Through the Sieve

Cons to the Quence Callin Me


singles
bishop lamont dont kill me (ss)
bishop lamont dont kill me (rs)

ya boy still in the hood (ss)
ya boy still in the hood (rs)

capone norega final chapter green light

don l trump fuck the battle raps

krayzie bone gun blast snippet

daddy dmx lil scrappy cant go for that

sean pual where is the love

stack bundles you cant kill me

kanye west prodigy jae no good (speedy)
kanye west prodigy jae no good

gravy fuck the riaa (mega)
gravy fuck the riaa

redman justin timberlake flow

lil flip southside smoke shop brakin bread 2
money n da bank
im fly n high
my shit
letter 2 my fans
ballin
doo ragz n js
clover music
weekend girl

al gator dj scream unreasonable doubt
hustlaz muzik flow
thats somethin
roll wit da boss
when gator come
boss of atl

cds
superstar jay big t stack bundles its all about bundles (best of)

dj got now ludacris ti disturbing the kings

dj keyz rick ross rossfather collabo

afro samurai episode 3

block dj diggz on my freestyle shit 1 (a few months old)

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team afficial dj 4sho block bustin (east coast)

dj block dj diggz on my freestyle shit 2

dj teknikz georgia power 2

them damn twins eastside high 1 (atl underground/hosted by bobby black)

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Sunday, January 21, 2007

I’ve Drunk Up All My Happiness

Now, here it comes. Nope. I’m mistaken. Sorry. Please, do stop the car though, when I tell you – it will happen any minute, I swear.

It all started with a bottle of wine. Make that two. Three. And four. Three people: two, a beast and a woman who can drink that beast under the table any time, any drink and the odd man out, me, who could drink a beer and get buzzed. Give it two to three hours. We did. Drink fast, jump around and dance when the song comes on. Laugh and joke. Blackout. Pee. Enter the room hearing pandemonium. Wonder why someone is acting like a duck, “Quack, quack, quack” on their cell phone. It must be some inside joke that I missed when my ureters leaked into my bladder, which pressed upon my urethra to leave my insides – fast! Impress with “just one more glass.”

I remember leaving, but not totally. This car is going too fast. Where are we and where are we going. Damn you, pothead. I’ve started to moan that I’m wasted, why can’t we take me home and stop searching for dime bags. And damn you throw up, come out – we’ll both feel better for your departure. Fuck. Can’t you get high on someone else’s time! No wonder we’ve driving around for an hour searching for this 13 year old dealer. Why can’t you find the right gas station to meet. Oh, dude stop the car! Flipper! I kneel over, take my Polo shirt and Hanes undershirt off in order to not get any splattering throw up on my them. Damn, no go! Ugh, I’m sooo drunk! I’m not drinking this much again or ever, oohhh!

Ewwww! Dude, look at it. C’mon, it’s all purple. Whoa, there’s the rice, and the chicken, the broccoli. Remind me never to eat Chinese buffet before drinking heavily! I’ve blamed MSG ever since.

Saturday, January 20, 2007

R-E-S-P-E-C-T-L-E-S-S Americans at a Wolves Game

Damnit! My door wouldn’t lock. What do you mean? I turned the key but like its one of them new apartments that has keys with chips in them to deter copied keys or something. Damn that sounds like a hassle. So your apartment aint locked? Nope. It’s all good. It’s not like there’s people who randomly go up to doors and try them to see if they’re open. Yeah, I know.

Since Wes’ door wouldn’t lock, he was late to pick me up and there went out faded hopes in attaining a Randy Foye bobblehead. We’ll just woo some kid into a corner with some blue cotton candy and swipe one, I told him.


On our way through the skyways (enclosed building connectors for cold cities like Minneapolis) we get to hear the usual assortment of bums who are somehow so musically talented that instead of getting some prized “Gifted” scholarship years ago, they relegated to entertain moneyed folk with their speakeasy ramblings on the flute or paint tub turned drum. Some were pleasurable yet not enough to warrant a one dollar bill from me; they’d go take another hit on my dollar – hell no! But then again, I’ve always thought that their latent musical talent may be some wicked after effect of LSD.

Oh, the dreaded gates. I always get padded down and looked at because of my Osama-ish appearance. I don’t blame them. But it’s like “C’mon, like I’d waste my martyrdom at a Wolves event.” No, even if I believed in that doo-hicky nonsense, Allah would have me got with more of an illustrious bang. The security checkers aren’t as bad as before: they tell my friend to open his North Face but the man’s hand opens my coat all the more.
Here we go, gate 104. Dude, Wes go! I can’t, National Anthem’s playing. What? So fucking what, we just paid to sit down. Um, ma’am can I go to my seat. The AARP usher who wo-manned gate 104 wouldn’t let me pass. She held her hand there refusing me. I, again, asked politely. No. Ok, is there a law or a rule against letting me pass? No answer. She stopped paying attention. I looked at her name tag. Ok, Patricia. Bitch. I wish I said that. And now that I think about I should have caused a ruckus. What sort of mired my way and stance was I didn’t just pay for the ticket, my friend, Wes, invited me. So I thought, play it cool and shut up so we could watch the game in a peace or cause a stink and blow up? I hate regrets. The only thing I did do? I filled out a complaint. There is no rule against letting in people during the National Anthem, Patricia’s supervisor said it was “out of respect”. To who? Certainly not me. The funniest part of my dealings with the unnamed supervisor was when I was filling the complaint out I over heard her say to co-workers “Hey, guys we’re going to Burger King afterwards, wanna come?” Damn, so fattie, “out of respect” is going to spend $7.32 of her $8.50 from supervisor security on getting fatter?

Okay, back to my seat and the game. I’ll shut up for the meantime. I miss half the first quarter, but when I sit down, the couple in front, out of respect to my viewing pleasure, starts to make out. The woman stuck her tongue in the dude’s ear. Ewwww! Wes, you see that? They’ve been doing this since I sat down. This continued all night. The woman must have been horny as hell because she kept on stroking his hair and bring his head towards her.


The game, well what can I say: the Wolves suck. It wasn’t a defensive game as the low score (without OT) would indicate but a poor shooting night from both squads… Yes, the trashy Wolves dancers! None of any Minnesota cheerleaders ever look that good, compared to other cities, damnit you ugly dames! And too, it’s soo sexist: bring in the male cheerleaders. Where are the feminists when you need them? Yup, playing servant to their man, just how they like it… This fucking 5 year old next to me wont sit still! I’m bout slap the shit out of him. Why did his dad bring him if this kid isn’t even interested in basketball let alone old enough to know what’s going on? I guess, to get away from his wife… Oh, there’s Bill Russell in that stupid ass Coogi sweater chatting to Wolves GM Kevin McHale, McHale must have loaned it to him. Wes, I should go over and say “Bill, you’re my favorite player. Can I have your autograph?” But then I’d say, “Bill, you gave my mom herpes back in ’64!” and run away… Rashad McCants? Damn, haven’t seen you in a while. Why are you on the fringe of the timeout circle?... C-Webb, number 84? Take a seat, though and stop banging into people – raggedy knees… “My mom was watching Oprah today and this ambitious 16 year old did some study and found out that the 80% of the ice cubes at Taco Bell have bacteria in them.” His reply, “Fuck, that! Shit, I could told you all that without doing research!”… Whoa, there that couple goes again. I should so offer them $5.95 for 30 seconds of some action… The Half Time Show: more black people entertain us! This isn’t a circus people, stop exploiting! Dude, Marc. Huh? White people cannot entertain. True dat… Mark Madsen, who gets paid $3 million to cheerlead on the bench, is the first player on the court after half time. He goes to one end and shoots free throws. Why? Like the Wolves will ever put him in! Oh, here come the rest. Why did Madsen stop? Yeah, the rest of the players are black and… oh, see he picked up the ball and is now dribbling towards the three point line… now he gives the ball to Mike James… there he’s going to retrieve rebounds to kick it out to the productive players… oh now he’s stretching… Damn, didn’t realize how scared of black people Madsen was… The kid dancers, they are better than the bra stuffing women. They’re agile and smooth and after a mistake, they get right back in the groove. No wonder Nike uses children for their corporate empire… They don’t stop do they? Now the dude in front of me is hitting on the woman next to him, that’s not his wife… Wes, see that adopted Korean with the iPod? Yeah, what? Her pops with the beard is next to her. They’ve haven’t said a word all game. I guess that’s what we in America respectfully call “Parent and Kid Bonding”. Take them to an event they're not the least bit interested, to appease your spouse or duty, and not talk for three hours. Why’d he adopt in the first place?... Damn this cat in front of me smells like booze – they’ll surly get it on now… Marc, Ricky Davis just dipped and fast, out towards the tunnel… now he’s engaging with a man and he hasn’t stopped talking for half the third quarter… Madsen is at the free throw line. And he misses. “Not enough focus Madsen. More practice!” we yelled…Is it just me or is Mike James trash?… BS, Sheed gets the Obligatory Techinal… Earth to Randy Foye, you’re not a savior nor are you Stephon Marbs, stop thinking you’re a hero and stop losing it for the Wolves in the last seconds… It was the Wolves’ rookie night, so Craig Smith from BC, says his favorite movie is Scarface. “Wes, find me a black male who’s favorite movie isn’t Scarface!”… Oh, shit “Smack him McDyess! Twap Him!!!” Look at KG running like a bitch, gonna throw the ball and back away. This mini fight didn’t escalate but got the crowd into the game, even though it was close and there was 6 minutes left. Too bad too, that black people fight in order to satisfy the crowd. The NBA isn’t too far off from Roman-gladiator-slavery times. I admit it too, it was finally fun. Korean and her pops finally had a word. I guess that broke the ice. Dude in front of me, flat out drunk now, toyed with the teenage girl in front of her. Such togetherness. Boos rang when KG was ejected. C’mon, KG is an asshole! The arena showed no replays. And the elevator/lobotomy music was funny (you'll hear it in the background in the clip), as it tried to calm everyone down... Mark Blount, after his three point shot, is officially on steroids… “Go, go, go, ugh!” Chauncey Billups knocks down that tre. OT baby… Randy, stop hurting em… 2nd OT… Damn Rip Ham, rounding those picks and straight bucking shots… Pistons 104, Wolves 98



Why mention all this randomness during a basketball game? These disrespectful fans distracted me. Honestly, though, they were more entertaining then those black millionaires. These “white” people who attend costly sporting events only have to be respectful for a minute and a half when the National Anthem is playing. But otherwise, they have the Freedoms to run amok.

Through the Sieve

singles
jr writer camron youre done tru dyke (ss)
jr writer camron youre done tru dyke (rs)

memphis bleek back down (dipset diss)

jae millz remy ma get money stay fly

grafh glow in the dark

mop off with his head

nirvana kanye west

lloyd joc get it shawty (zshare)
lloyd joc get it shawty (ss)

kool g rap what more realer than that

serius jones spit that

tru life on wendy williams experience 1 19 07

rakim after you die

cyssero stick em

stat quo let the beast out

tum tum jeezy whole citys behind me

mop ante up 2007

gravy fuck the riaa

christina milian keep that PASS= Mister Mister

dj 31 degreez texas massacre 10
kiotti throw some ds
magno why you at my house
tum tum grew up a screw up
kiotti breathin so easy
tum tum i luv it
magno represent
kiotti where da cash at flow

cds
dj chuck t down south slangin 33 (ss)
dj chuck t down south slangin 33 (rs)
dj chuck t down south slangin 33 (rs)

teardropz gangs of ny part 1 cd 1 (old school)
teardropz gangs of ny part 2 cd 1 (old school)

teardropz gangs of ny part 1 cd 2 (old school)
teardropz gangs of ny part 2 cd 2 (old school)

teardropz gangs of ny part 1 cd 3 (old school)
teardropz gangs of ny part 2 cd 3 (old school)

dj white owl hip hop is alive

cyssero dj hustla camera shy PASS= topklass

lakey the kid death row is back

joe budden mood muzik 1 PASS= www.rapgodfathers.com

joe budden mood muzik 2 PASS= www.rapgodfathers.com

love dinero ballin hosted by shiest bubz smoke & numbers

ice cube the cia PASS= www.rapgodfathers.com

southern style djs workout 2007

southside smoke shop presents lil flip brakin bread 2 (rs)
southside smoke shop presents lil flip brakin bread 2 (ss)

mick boogie ghostface trife da god fish n chips

dj muro blue note dj mix

mater p ice cream man

dj drama rich boy gangsta grillz extra

murs do more yeah

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Thursday, January 18, 2007

Through the Sieve: Fuck the RIAA... PS I Am Still Here

singles
weezy trick daddy pimp c chamillionaire rick ross ti mad at the south

fab weezy diamonds on my chain (ss)
fab weezy diamonds on my chain (rs)

short dawg weezy money in da way

t pain joc snappin

bg vl mike if you want it

sticky fingaz jackin for beatz (dissin 50)

young chris things I done in life

hell rell cock la familia (tru life diss)

juelz the second coming (by just blaze)

nas krs one tribute
nas krs one tribute

memphis bleek grip

willy denzy papoose everybody

ac music funeral

bob pitbull dinero in the bank

ac be right back

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cds
dj 31 degreez texas massacre 10 (ss)
dj 31 degreez texas massacre 10 (ss)
dj 31 degreez texas massacre 10
dj 31 degreez texas massacre 10 (mega)

cutmaster c book is open

b mike wicked code of the streets 3

dj keyz kanye west kon the don (ss)
dj keyz kanye west kon the don (rs)

big mike gravy ny target
big mike gravy ny target (rs)

dj keyz jadakiss al qaeda jada
dj keys jadakiss al qaeda jada

superstar jay the name you can trust

dj spinz southern swagger 4 the crunk edition

dj kool kid red café arm and hammer

red devil gravy guess who’s back (official best of)

big gee grip ply game

chingo bling southern flows volume 1

dj e-v bitch im from Cleveland (ray cash, fat al, chip the ripper)

dsr dj kaos street hustle 4 cd 1
dsr dj kaos street hustle 4 cd 2

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Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Gangsta Grillz: Behind Bars Special Edition


I found this over @ SMOKING SECTION
DJ DRAMA & DON CANNON ARRESTED

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

That's after the third date.... Ohhhh, Yeahhh!




She then told me that she liked me. From the Heavens above, the light had finally shone; it parted the clouds and spread light upon my dark, protruding eyebrows. What magnificent beauty I thought, sitting right in front of me, all dolled up? I remember her walking up: her boots’ fur unfurled and coat’s collared fur ablaze; she was conversing on the cellular, the word would be spread from village to village: an honorable man!

Splat: her life stories, trials and tribulations. Was I Barbra Walters? How was I able to expose or, even better, warm up to her so that she’d spill her beans. “I’ve only kissed three guys”, so can I be the fourth? And, ahem, be the fifth? What kind of duress are you under? Maybe she was a moody type – one of those days. I was the wall. Talk, talk, talk. Nod in concurrence, “Yeah, that guy is an asshole. What a dick!” jumping on him as if he practiced witchcraft. I didn’t even know that guy. Her guy. At least she can establish that her former is an asshole and move on, to me. Moving too fast, I know. ‘Let it come naturally.’ Can’t I just nut in her mouth. Settle down there, Marc. I know, I know – jumping the gun. That’s after the third date.

Too bad though, for me, I should have noticed by the regularity of this former guy poking his ugly head, minute after minute in “our” conversation, that she clearly was in a certain stage of a relationship. I couldn’t say, I haven’t been there, yet. She wanted a voice; a male reassurance of what she was feeling was the right amount of anger. I wish I told her vengeance was a virtue. This much alleged former may have gotten his comeuppance.

Cruel and misguided hate aside, it was my turn, it seems, but do I have to? She was an ugly dog who I regret ever even talking to! Go on. Well, vulgarity will follow. I spared this date of my former. I tried to be judgmental on myself more than I should have. Yeah, I made my mistakes, I told her, but every dog has its day. Mine has yet to come. Although, I tell myself this: this vile, self-reflecting madness side of me, erupting in a childish manner during a relationship – I know it will it strike anytime, no matter the dame.

Again? Oh, such a redeeming quality in a man: he listens. What am I, a joyous, overweight, twice married, part-time secretary who actually got use of her employee discount at David’s Bridal? Marry the fucking bastard. Stop pouring out your emotions on this “date”. Pay me for a therapy session! Fucking A. Can we contact “The Macho Man” Randy Savage and have this former snapped into a Slim Jim. Ohhh yeahhh!

Damn, four hours had passed. Admittedly, her former (or present) (don’t bring it up, it irritates me) was not gossiped the entirety. Body language is my key determinant. Our eyes were there. But when we galloped out, it was if I were, suddenly, a leper. Geez, pay attention to detail, woman – I told her, when describing my cons, I was a leper. She’d hesitated to nod, shake a hand or hug. We, more so I, walked away utterly tripped out at this awkward bid adieu.

Worse, “You’re a cool guy” was my complimentary send-off. Wait. Let me hang my blue ribbon “Nice Guy” up there with the rest. Dang, 32 already? She specifically said “call me”. Oh yeah, “Sometime.” Whatever that means? Two days. A week. When the next former gets under your skin. Never.

I think I choose the weekend. And there folks, was my pratfall.

Through the Sieve: Got 'Em Hatin

singles
kanye west teryaki boys i still love her

lloyd benzino fab you remix

will i am krs one take it

chamillionaire kelis not a criminal
chamillionaire kelis not a criminal

newz lets work

freeway versus chops killa kyleon everybody stop

tupac jay z chops dear mama

flip on da block

weezy work em

t pain joc buy you a drink

bob pretty ricky take you home (ss)
bob pretty ricky take you home (speedy)

skyzoo torae get it done

murda mook rex maino all that shit

kwest anything

nore cocaine cowboys

Plies
Got Em Hatin


cds
dj scream plies truth hurts (rs)
dj scream plies truth hurts (rs)

dj clue dj chops i came i saw i conquered

mick boogie 8ball mjg dirty work 15

dj scream al gator unreasonable doubt

ya boy the prince of the city

dj illmatic the fix volume 2 (hosted by chamillionaire)

dj kuneseit dj kutta trap school 2007 hustlaz orientation (ss)
dj kuneseit dj kutta trap school 2007 hustlaz orientation (mediafire)

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Monday, January 15, 2007

"Hanging of Saddam" Gets 3 Stars



The "Hanging of Saddam" which hit computers a little over two weeks ago has been igniting controversey. The film, which was bootlegged and hit youtube immediately has been a smash hit, although feelings of the graphic film are polarizing. We haven't seen this much debate since Mel Gibson's "Passion of the Christ".

The "Hanging of Saddam" starts out from afar and attempts to zoom in on the main character, dictator, Saddam. But the camera's hesitacny and disruptiveness shows how Iraqis themselves are fearful of what this hanging might do: it will show the world how barbiac Iraqis are. Extra commotion is added by the littered Shiites hawking luggies while speaking. The film's added element of realism is done nicely with the documentary style of shaky movements. Great costumes too, the men carrying out the hanging having black hoods on: marvelous cowardice. When they place the noose around Saddam's (played by Saddam himself) neck, you feel like this is actually happening. The insides of your stomach are about to twist and turn. I tracked down some historical figures and accounts to see if, before a hanging, they yell "Allah Muhmmed". They do. True to real life. As their chants of "Allah" get increasingly louder, the viewer can sense the gravity of what's about to take place. The camera turns away as Saddam is given his last few words. I wondered in my seat, if they, the Iraqis, wanted to show that they didn't care for his words anymore, even his last ones. He had years to talk but now after all he's put them through, his efforts, or lack their of, goes unheard. And abruptly, like a real horror movie, Saddam falls through the door and the deed is done. Saddam is no more. He hear only the noise of the aftermath. Jibberish yells ring. Photos flash. There is Saddam's head, hanging, with his eyes open staring into this dank, stowed-away, basement's ceiling. The lifeless eyes of Saddam have to be one of the best moments in film history.

Well captured and documented, the "Hanging of Saddam" will be touring the Cannes Film Festival this Spring in hopes of garnering best documentary. This harrowing and grimacing story of the death of a tyrant is painful to watch. Yet one finds it harder to look away. In our hearts, we all want this man's head! This is true film making: grabbing our attention and making us feel. Saddam is portrayed as a battered soul who desprately needed the solace of more than Allah in his last waking moments. This film shines the blame and guilt back to the viewer. Aren't we criminal in our dastardly attempts at reconciling lives lost when we take one in the same vein as Saddam?

Saturday, January 13, 2007

Through the Sieve: Presenting Jimmy Borat & Cammy in Drag


singles
jay z freesyle tru life intro

ja rule free

t pain mr dountoun

question thank the lord

rob g slim thugh keke rep my block

candi pye joc get money

kontempt ub40 tupac where did i go wrong

cds
tru life tru york
tru life tru york (mega)
tru life tru york (rs)
tru life tru york

dj envy tapemasters inc purple codine 9.14
dj envy tapemasters inc purple codine 9.14 (ss)
dj envy tapemasters inc purple codine 9.14 (mega)

evil empire be south 14
evil empire be south 14 (mega)

dj semi hot rod mick swagger

trae tha truth show cd 1 PASS= MD
trae tha truth show cd 2 part 1 PASS= MD
trae tha truth show cd 2 part 2 PASS= MD

j love method man a taste of tical 0 part 3

dj l this is my year part 1

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It Can Happen to You

“Hey dude what’s up? Marc? Yeah, dude, how’s it going? How come every time I see you, you’re always shining? Always got that 5950!” Okay. I’m flattered. Someone noticed, yay for me! My money towards a 5950 or a “phase” in my life has garnered recognition. Throwbacks hats, thank you. But a tip of the hat would have done just fine. “I’ve seen you, like, at all these U parties – straight ballin’. Got that hair cut, got a nice little fade…” Okay, thanks again for noticing me. Although, still flattered, I’m getting this weird vibe from you. Oh, fuck yeah, ‘bout time someone put some jams on’. Okay, ‘you down with OPP, yeah you know me’, I like to sing and dance at the same time – especially when I’m buzzed. Take that back, I dance any chance I get. ‘Oh, work it girl.’ This thing aint that bad now, I’m thinking to myself. “Dude, where do you get your hair cut?” What? What kind of question is that? Yeah, a gay one. First, you noticed my quasi fade. Then you ask the place I get cuts at? What next? I get this feeling you’re admiring my head. Oh, I got a pretty mouth, you don’t say. He better not say that shit! I act nice. I tell him. “Hey, dude what’s your name?” Okay. No more borderline gayness here. Straight hitting on me now! Fine. He hasn’t done any harm, yet, I try to tell myself. I tell him and am forced to even to spell out my last name ‘No, Y-A-L’. I’m totally not giving him my number! I began to hear what I think it is. Unk, you could not have been more of a saving grace, “Now, walk it out. East side walk it out…” As the “Walk it Out” remix starts to ooze out of the speakers, I commence walking it out. But no. Mr. “you match and have cute hair” wants to talk! “Yeah, I live with Luyster, you should come by sometime.” I’ll pass. And matter of fact, my song is on and I aint walking it out yet. That’s a no-no when My Song comes on. I act like my phone rings, when it isn’t and pause and pop. Now walk it out. I was finally able to do so. No thanks to Boy George.

Later I’m harassed by friends, “Damn, Marc. Seeing you had a good time there with Adam?” I remarked, “Yeah, why in the hell was he talking to me so fucking much? I done seen him like 5 times at random parties and he always seeks me out. Remembers my name but always acts dumb, as to not know it by heart. Bugging me for 20 minutes. Shit! Obstructing my dancing. Asshole!” My friend takes another, almost fatal, jab “Dude, Adam’s bi. That chick in the corner, by the stove was his girlfriend. I think he was trying to get a three-way.” “Oh, hell no! Since when do I look bi?” I question. Assuring me of what I already know my friend adds, “Umm, you dance and I’m sure he’s likes outgoing guys – better in bed, you know. Plus you’re kind of compact. I’m along the lines of thinking that he’d like to manhandle you.” Why is this happening to me? Just because I dance doesn’t mean I am bi! Yeah, yeah I know that many male dancers are gay or at least bi, but not me. Seriously, since when do I look bi!?

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Through the Sieve

Baby Boy da Prince Boosie The Way I Live


singles
john legend pusha t heaven remix

baby boy da prince the way i live

baby boy da prince lil boosie the way i live

rich boy wzy throw (joey fingaz rmx)

common bilal play your cards right

elz weezy chris brown poppin rmx

michael jackson youngbldz give into me

neyo irreplacable (he admits to ghostwriting for beyonce)

royce 5 9 so sick of your song

raekwon trees

ciara polow da don get up remix (speedy)
ciara polow da don get up remix (rs)

flo rida birthday (ss)
flo rida birthday (rogepost)
flo rida birthday (mega)

weezy daz kurupt cali dro (ss)wzy daz kurupt cali dro (mega)

big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2
game history
game lookin for a head up
jadakiss trap house
styles p j hood pearly gates
sheek take it personal
hell rell throw some keys on it
jim jones we thuggin
camron tom gist 2007 flow
j hood boss is back
big krit money on my mind
mobb deep 1 million 2 million
remo da rapstar one hit away (prelude flow)
game west coast niggaz
game west coast niggaz (ss)

cds
big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (ss)
big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (mega)
big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (mediafire)
big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (uploaded)
big mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (ss)
bug mike nu jersey devil american gangstas 2 (mega)

qtip statik selektah look of love j dilla tribute

weezy greatest rapper alive

dj rah2k weezy real king of the south

dj smallz southern smoke instrumentals 10

beanie sigel the reason (ss)
beanie sigel the reason (gigasize)

red devil streetz where im from

superstar jay ali vegas wait til they get a load of me
superstar jay ali vegas wait til they get a load of me (mega)

ya boy the prince of the city

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