T is so cute doe!!!
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I think whoever made this .gif intended to be a miscellaneous image of swagger, or whatever else kids like these days.
But to me it possesses niggerly defiance. Like Boosie knows how unbelievably coonish he is and at that moment, he doesn’t particularly give a fuck. It’s like black people’s version of “Deal With It”
But why can’t I say the N-Word too?
That’s reverse racism?!
You got that job through affirmative action!!!!
Why do you have your own history month??
Friday Jams
“Bring It All To Me” — Blaque with JC Chasez
(via imwithkanye.)
yesssss.
this my SHIIIIIT
Peeled off the monkey suit (washing off makeup in a minute)
Requiem for a naptime. Sing for my body’s sleep.
Then updating the vlog.
Then packing for Atlanta. Holler at yer bird.
Also, Photo 30 for the 365 Photo Chahlahnge. Put that in your pipe.
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http://hearttester.com presents
This Contains Lyrics: Ladies Blend Vol. 1
Just mixed this blend last night. Dedicated to female hip-hop heads and the bboys that appreciate the rarity of their existence.
Listening Suggestions: Peaceful Mind-State, Dim Lighting, and Good Quality Headphones or Speakers.
Volume 2 dropping tonight because I’m feeling real good about this mix. <3
Tracklist:
1. Dead Prez - Mind Sex
2. Hawdwerk & Jansport J - She Smiles
3. Rob Swift - I’m Leaving
4. Jean Grae - Love Song
5. Blu - Amnesia
6. Common - The Light
7. Erykah Badu - Didn’t Cha Know
8. J Cole - Too Deep for the Intro
9. Nas f. Kanye West - Still Dreamin’
10. KMD - Plumskinzz
11. Ghostface Killah - CherChezLaGhost
12. People Under the Stairs - Slow Bullet
13. Sade f. Jay-Z - Moon and the Sky (Remix)
14, Slakah the Beatchild - Illusions
15. Slakah the Beatchild - Enjoy Yourself (Revolutionary Rhythm Remix)
16. A Tribe Called Quest - Find a Way
17. Michael Jackson - Butterflies (Dela Remix)
18. Teedra Moses - Rescue Me
19. Alicia Keys - Feelin’ U, Feelin’ Me (Interlude)
20. Miguel Jontell - Vixen
21. Bootcamp Click f. Aaliyah - Night Riders (9th Wonder Remix)http://hearttester.com/audio/LadiesBlendVol1.mp3
right click, save link as.
Will post the zip file w/ individual song DLs if I get good feedback.
All reblogs will be PROMOTED
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Feeling antsy.
Not anxious just….I wanna do something.
Thought……Hungry….yeah, maybe I’m just hungry….so I cooked every day this week.
That’s not it.And these pots and pans and dishes and leftovers aint it.
(And apparently, my jeans aren’t it either cause I can’t quite fit them. Today, anyway.)
Thought I just needed some FUN. (You know, some pizzazz. Or whatever you kids are calling it these days.)Did that.
And two days later, with final recovery and sobriety reinstated, I can state unequivocally…..that wasn’t it. lol.
Then I guess I realized that my body (my limbs and torso. my EARS. my lips and eyelids. Everything.) is anxious without you. My mind, it is like a two year old. I can think about other things, do my schoolwork, distract myself with our distance. I stay busy.
But my body, I guess, was made with the same dust as your body and seeks its sister-skin with something similar to the point before the water goes from simmer to boil.
Being caught on the cusp of everything you want and waiting? WAITING?!
I’m about two point five seconds from joining Job and Jesus and asking the Lord why He has forsaken me.
But….before I climb onto the cross of not having you.
Before I wail to the wind the absolute agony of not having you.
Before I just…..write sappy ass shit on Tumblr about not having you.
Figured I’d sit and meditate on this: wanting you and the waiting and feeling overwhelmed with it is one of the happiest feelings I’ve ever had. Frustrating, yes, but no one can tell me I’m not in complete ecstasy.
XV (feat. Kristina Rose) - “U.F.C.”
What I appreciate about the Kansan emcee XV is that he’s a dude who’s not afraid to be himself on the mic. Call him a nerd, call him a backpacker, call him anti-hood, whatever, he couldn’t care less. He’ll still rap about things like playing X-Box, comic books, good movies, and finding some pretty ladies who are into the same things. He’s a pretty down to earth guy, one with a lot of talent and solid work ethic (he’s released about 15 or so mixtapes in the last five years).
Now let me start with the caveat that I haven’t heard enough XV to form an opinion on him directly, nor am I trying to clown the author of this post. I just want to spin off of this comment to talk about how people process music and rationalize taste. Aww here it go: Why are the above traits alone enough for us to praise a rapper?
It sounds like XV might make a good friend or acquaintance but as an entertainer I’m not necessarily seeing it. Speaking from the perpective of a regular guy, the whole premise of regular guy rap is lost on me. If my life were all about gaming and comic books I’d want entertainment that is about the opposite. I’m pretty sure this is why people don’t often play Xbox games or read comic books about regular guys who play Xbox games and read comic books.But I’m from the tail end of an era where the most interesting rappers had larger than life personalities. And that largeness extends in any and every direction(||): intense religious zealots, drug kingpins, suave ladies men, political ideologues, dudes who threw parties that were beyond worldly comprehension every night of their life, tin foil hat wearing weirdos, and so on. I mean Wu-Tang were into comic books and kung fu flicks too but they blew those casual nerdy pursuits out into a bugged mythology that fascinated listeners well beyond the point where they’d just be like ”o it might be fun to hang out and watch Enter The Dragon with U-God.” It’s a matter of extremes. I’d sooner fuck with a deep end Star Trek Fan Club Spock ears D&D playing Oscar Wao type uber-nerd rapper than an average to slightly awkward dude who plays a lot of Halo. Or at least give me an average guy rapper who is smart and creative enough to place himself in fantastical situations.
Don’t get me wrong, a hugely talented emcee could certainly make something out of the regular guy perspective. (I’m racking my brain to think of a good example right now but it must have happened a few times.) But then at that point he would cease to be a regular guy and turn into a regular guy who can rap his fucking ass off. There the selling point becomes “hey check out this boring guy who raps great” and not the “hey check out this chill bro who wears shoes and smokes weed just like we do” line that kids on the internet constantly use to prop up so many mediocre and lifeless emcees. (And, no, pretty talented shouldn’t be enough to cut it. We need to demand mind blowing, life changing, grand talents.)
I worry that some listeners are using boring rap as a coping device to gloss over their own boringness. If you can’t break out of your mediocrity, own it. And then find someone greater than mediocre to keep you entertained. Just because you’re boring doesn’t mean you have to be bored. - Pretty Toney RobbinsNoz brilliantly explains why I can’t fuck with XV as much as I want to.
Amazing and exactly how I feel!
Eroticism. Eastern philosophy. Dreadlocks. Candy. Marine life. King of the Hill. Nirvana. Buddhism. Books. Kittens. Dolphins. Foreign accents. Ancient Egypt. Sarcasm. Sensuality. Cartoons. Greek Mythology. Sucking lollipops/blowpops. Learning. Pelvic rolling. Kissing. The…
Love. Helping. People. Jesus. Music. Fashion. Kissing. Politics. Welfare. Public policy. Societal mores. Children. Babies. Mommies. Daddies. Christians. Muslims. Sleeping. Bedrooms. Conversation. Writing. Reading. Giving. Sharing. Being.
Youth. Service. Community. Music. Beyonce. Fashion. Waists. Fit. Politics. Humor. Public Policy. Babies. Parents. Family. Churches. Sex. Flirting. Drinks. Sleeping. Talking. Writing. Makeup. Working. Business. Busyness.
Ten things about moi?
- I’m about to graduate from college.
- I don’t like the color orange unless it’s nail polish.
- I’m in love.
- I’m not a good kisser.
- I have a great relationship with my parents because we are physically distant most of the time.
- I swing between being way too independent and sickeningly dependent on the people close to me.
- Lazy people make me itch.
- When I’m not busy, I’m usually depressed.
- I like my hair but I want to cut it off and start over.
- I hate how tall I am. (5’9 or so)
1. Graduateeee
2. Still true.
3. Nope.
4. Nope.
5. Oh crap.
6. True.
7. True.
8. :(
9. Did it!
10. I’m still tall.
Poetry 2.0 of the Day: Sherman Alexie: “The Facebook Sonnet.”
[peterwknox / ratsoff.]
I quit Facebook today.
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