some quotes at 1 am;
"you gotta come Provaocative Niggah, you nawmean? , shit gotta be spine-tinglin with mad styles and crazy, DANGEROUS...i mean, bust-yo-shit open beats - you nawmean? It's like, yo, son, yo, we're going to play some funky shit for ya'll. straight up, pay up. PAY UP! PAY UP, NIGGAH, YEEEAH" - Raekwon
all about poetic process; art creation - coming provocative and bringing the g-stance, a style in the bukowski sense, some sense of spirit and stamina. Got to bring it stronger every time gotta a re up and see anew or yoou'll just be a fool, like lue - reid that is who's metal machine music grates the ears into confetti and quotes the bible psalm 187 and the undercover cop.
Autumn leaves must fall down,
growing old
old titties turn to tear drops
as fat ass turns to flab
Sores that was open wounds eventually turn to scab
Trees bright and green turn yellow brown
Autumn caught em, see all them leaves must fall down, growin old
- Andre 3000
Once a funk upon a time;
the concept of specially designed afronauts
capable of funkatizing galaxies
was first laid on man child
but was later repossessed and placed
among the secrets of the pyramids
until a more positive attitude this
most sacred phenomenon could funk be acquired
during these terrestrial projects
it would wait among its co-inhabitants
of kings and pharaohs
like sleeping beauties
for the kiss that would release them
forever in the image of the chosen one
Dr. Funkenstein!
And funk is it's own reward...
May I frighten you?
- George Clinton
Poets of the real urban hymns fuck the verve, those bitches with the wavy hair.
_nick
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Wow.... like a traffic accident. The half-coherent blathering/rambling of stoned/pissed arts students. What a great idea for a blog! Now, rather than having to avoid them at a party, you just skip reading their trippy, delusional blog entries. How novel! You use to have to sit and listen to the endless pontifications of your stupid-drunk friends as they wore on about absolutely nothing but now, by simply not visiting this blog, you can be free from their self-indulgent barf-speak. Thank you BlunkDroggers!
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ReplyDeleteracism
i have an inkling this may be someone's dad
Hey ...not me, I've been out all day. Don't disagree but didn't write it.
ReplyDeletei was talking about my own dad actually
ReplyDeletebut he's probably just really just got drunk instead
ReplyDelete...and i was just quoting other people; such hatred?
ReplyDeletelil' timmy is that you?
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