The Constorium of Greater Minds

9 Trailer

Speechless. This movie looks like the straight dope, that white, purer than a child’s heart (c) Clipse.

have listened to this song along with Run DMC’s Christmas in Hollis for at least the past six years during the holidays.

Kurtis Blow – Christmas Rappin’

and to all… A GOOD NIGHT!

bonus: Santa Baby – Rev Run, Mase, Puff Daddy, Salt-N-Pepa, Snoop, Onyx, & Keef Murray

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booty music for those holidays at the club

now that the consortium is back up like a u-haul truck, i’ll be migrating some of my writings from oddb.wordpress.com over. so let’s get it (c) jeezy.

and let’s plug thegetgot too.

i don’t know why i can’t be satisfied with one.
one night, one sketch, one poem, one woman.
it can tear you apart, chasing. chasing. searching, and running towards something that you know you shouldn’t chase.
it will just bruise you up more. it knows it can.

i slide up the stairs, a heavy glow surrounding my lungs and let autumn bite my neck. three lights on. i shut them all off and my eyes are too slow to adjust. for one second i fall into a pitch chamber.

i wonder what it’s like the be complacent sometimes, but then i keep wondering about everything else and it turns into another sinister spiral. everything, every mistake, every wish, every curse, every triumph, and every loss. every loss, to remind me.

but maybe i can, if i want to be. i’ve been fighting with two kingdoms and maybe i can find a place right there.

Alex posted his top 3 holiday songs. Here are 3 more that got drums and two-stepping.

Christmas in Hollis

OH MY GOD – AN ILL REINDEER!

G-Funk x Christmas

On the 2nd day of Christmas, my homeboy gave to me, a fif of Hen dog.

TLC – Sleigh Ride

Traditional Christmas garb did infact include condoms.

now that we back in house house house HATE!

Guess Who’s Bizzack

Big L – Ebonics

I remember seeing ads for Big L’s albums in the Sauce and Double Excel back in middle school and really slept on this cat. The past year or so I’ve been checking on his stee-lo posthumously. A lot of people who aren’t heads always ask me what I just said after I say shit like -”I just caught an L” or “Let me check my celly”. It’s pretty ill that most of the slang broke down in this song is still alive. If not, let’s bring it back. I’m taking “Hit me on my hip” under my wing.

a grey, rainy, seattle afternoon is a fine delicacy that many people shun with much anger.

i love these afternoons, as long as i have a set of ninth wonder instrumentals.

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Double post for today. This one will be more visual than lyrical. From June 18th to July 17th, I called Omiya, Saitama in Japan my home. Let me satiate your pupils for a hot second. A month long stay overseas can’t really be broke down into one post, so I’ll let it marinate over a few entries.

The Smoking Section reminds us of ’98

My favorite hip hop blog just finished off a week of articles and album reviews of one of the great years of hip hop – 1998.

Then..

I turned 12 that year, and just finished 6th grade as the new kid in my middle school. I met one of my best friends, who I’m sharing a house with 10 years later. We had uniforms at my school, but every month we had ‘free dress’ days. Everyone else would be dressed in Abercrombie, I was the only one rocking Ecko, Fubu, and anything else I could get at Mr. Rags (Urban Warfare brand for the win). I remember throwing on the Love Movement in my 5th or 6th period art class and no one feeling it while I ran through the ‘Find A Way’ lyrics in my head. Jigga and DMX killed it on my portable CD player, eating up double A batteries. Redman’s ‘I’ll Bee Dat’ got put on repeat when I wanted to go crazy in my room. I was introduced to the Wu through Outkast’s ‘Skew It On the Bar-B’ with Raekwon. I listened to ‘Rosa Parks’ over and over to figure out Three Stacks’ verse. I’m pretty sure this is the first year I got shut down by a shorty too. My dad bought DJ Quik’s Rhythm-Al-Ism and Big Pun’s Capital Punishment for… himself after I put him on ‘Hand In Hand’ & ‘Still Not A Player.”

Now…

I just wish I could tell my 12-year old self, ‘you’ll do alright, kid’ and end up with stories that you never thought you’d ever have the luck of telling.

When…

In 2018 I’ll be 32, but I’ll look like I’m 24, so it will be alright. I got carded for a rated R movie a couple weeks ago and some old lady thought I was still in high school at a dinner party. Hopefully I’ll be married or engaged by then and be doing something crazy ill with design. I should be on my second or third trip to Japan by then too. Other than that, who knows, it never works out as you planned does it?

Peace from ’08 ’til Infinity.

Basically weather over here in Sea-Town has been nuts. Clear skies, a light breeze, and that thing we call the sun. However, the one day that we plan a barbecue, it grays up and starts raining. We had 25 forties, a bunch of meat, and homies coming over. Thank god for covered car ports. Thanks to everyone who came out, and yes there will be a sequel. Perhaps with sangria and seafood, but probably not because that shit is expensive.