i was just reminded of that time loon slapped 40 cal with a shovel in a barber shop.

and i made this avatar: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/planetinfinite/loonblewthen--ga-1.jpg

and i just read this shit on G dep's wikipedia page and niggas sayin the shit is true:

The rapper was arrested in January 2007, for breaking a display model mobile phone, during an argument at a T-Mobile store in Manhattan.

According to the New York Daily News, G. Dep's bail was set at $750, but he stayed on Rikers Island for almost a month, because he could not come up with the money.


haha. i'm cryin. nigga got sent to rikers over a hollow ass phone display. nigga prolly wasn't even lookin at the baller shit either. he was lookin for a free phone. a tracfone startac and shit.

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http://omgyouseablog.blogspot.com/ (random mobile blog)

classic.

and why?

http://nahright.com/news/2005/07/11/nore-on-what-happened-with-nas/

A little while back there was a story going around that Nore threw a flowerpot at Nas and they started scrapping. Here’s what Nore had to say about that incident and where he stands with Rocafella/Def Jam. He also says that he’s gonna fuck with The Neptunes again if anything, which is weird cuz I coulda swore he said Pharrell’s wrist was broke.

Noreaga says he’s back where he started. After switching from Def Jam and signing with Roc-A-Fella over a year ago, hip-hop’s captain of charisma says he’s putting out his next album on Def Jam. "It was a whole lot of confusion for me," Nore said of his brief stint with Roc-A-Fella. "It was some weird things where I had to pick a side and I didn’t want to pick a side. I was down with the whole movement."

Rather than get in the middle of what he says was a clash at the label (which he says he still has love for), Nore decided to go back to Def Jam. He’s putting out a traditional hip-hop album, One Fan a Day, on the label in September, and later this year he’s releasing a reggaeton LP (featuring most of the genre’s major stars), but does not know what label it’s coming out on.

Nore says record-label politics between Def Jam and TVT have jeopardized the official release of a collaboration he did with Ashanti and Lil Jon called called "Young Boy, Young Girl" that would have been his first single, but one half of the Neptunes has come to his rescue and produced a new track.

"If all else fails, I go back to Pharrell," he laughed. "It sounds like nothing we’ve done before, but the basic chemistry remains the same: Me and the nigga went in there and had fun. This is gonna remind you of a Nore-style ‘Drop It Like It’s Hot.’ "

Speaking of droppin’ it like it’s hot, there was a rumor a couple of weeks back that Nas and Nore got into an altercation at a club and Nore wound up throwing a flower pot at his one-time close friend. Nore neither confirms nor denies the incident, only saying he was having "a bad week."

"Let me clear it up for the record: Nore loves Nas," he said. "The situation was little crazy, but Nore has a lot of love for Nas. I don’t know if it will ever be the same.

"I took a shot from him that was coldblooded, we recently squashed it," he added, referencing when Nas went on a radio tirade a few years back and told Nore to step his rap game up. "Hopefully the situation will not escalate. We was actually gonna do ‘Body in the Trunk Part 2′ — I guess that’s never gonna happen."

In support of his album, Nore just put out his mixtape Hang Hang Sangria, which is also the name of the liquor brand he wants to have in stores this year.

"I dug and in and took all the joints from my album I’m not using and said, ‘I’m gonna give it to the streets.’ "


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...and the flower sticking out. On some Three Stooges shit.

"Why, I oughta...!"

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HELP SAVE!
South (Central) LA
"LITTLE BAGHDAD"

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That shit was funny as hell.

'Specially how they sonned'eem on his name
like "Naw, Corey is a corny ass name. From now on we gonna call you Kwa"

Shit had me dyin'.

that shit is archived too.

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is like $75 through a bondsman right? He couldn't come up with that?

smh.

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Chicks stole the jewelry & hid it in their pussies.

Or Killer Mike's story about some groupie that "had a dick in places I didn't know dicks could go".

do tell!

i had all the GG tapes and that shit came on when i had my ipod on random. i don't have em anymore.

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I'm outside of Club Speeeed (rip) where i used to work
its like 2003 or 2004
theres some big party planned for papoose and he's supposed to come and perform

now mind u the building has 3 floors and the papoose party is in the basement
party starts at 10 right?


so at around 11:30 I come outside to get some fresh air
and i see the dj taking his shit out to the car
so i'm like "wtf"

i turn to some random guy standing there and ask "what happened?"

he's like "nobody showed up son"

so I'm like "oh thats fucked up. Did that nigga papoose or whatever the fuck his name is show up?"

random guy: "I am papoose"

ouch.


nigga looked hurt like i punched his momma

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<<< You can get it on the 1st of every month, it'll get you high, and it won't cost you anything...

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www.omniversal.net - OMNiVersal™ Bitch...Get used to it...

lol

"Do you know who I am?!?"

@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

PLAY THIS AT YOUR COOKOUT
http://www.zshare.net/audio/21712273b2ff5d/

i actually feel bad for him ...
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Heeee-larious!

taht was good.
and sad at the same time

So I'm at work and NORE used to have a studio above us (where he'd record that reggaeton bullshit). After recording around like 4:50 - 5:00am he'd come downstairs wit his crew of dude and groupies and smoke weed and drink

when i say smoke weed i mean ALOT OF WEED. and a lot of liquor

any way

Nore comes it with like 5 niggas that look like they've shot people before. just some rikers island jail type niggas, ruff, scars on faces
most of them probably got a gun on em

Nore comes to the bar all tough like so I'm thinking he's about order a henny or some shit

this nigga goes

YO YO YO, Y'ALL GOT ANY PINOT GRIGIO?

i'm like "wtf"

then his boy goes "yo N.O. lets do shots"

i swear to you, Nore turns around with a shocked face and goes

"whoa whoa whoa, its too early for that"


mind u its like 5 in the mornin

i was crying yo.

I swear in 100 years people are gonna think NORE was a folktale the 20th century negroes used to make up to pass the time.

Nore used to be banned from the tunnel
that nigga used to show up with like 50 niggas and go to war with security

one night i was djing and he came into the spot
i was playing wack pop n top 40 shit cuz it was white boy crowd
but the shit was pretty empty so i put on that gritty shit

i played thugs paradise, la,la and t.o.n.y.

nore is high out his mind you
he had a hoodie on and he had pulled the strings so u couldn't see his face

when t.o.n.y. comes on he jumps up and is like

YO, THATS ME. THATS ME ON THAT SONG

in my head i'm like "um nigga i just played like 3 of ur songs"

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@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

hell rell performs
he got a dodge charger parked out front
he's talking to a white girl and she's flirting with him

he's with 3 dudes right?

mad loud rell goes

"ma, u only coming with me if u hitting the whole crew off"

yo he said this shit maddd loud in front of all the security and madd people

so this ho nods and goes "hell yeah nigga"

so they all get in the charger

it got tinted windows

and it just sits there

5 people in a charger

like 7 minutes go past

this nigga rell opens the door to and basically pushes the girl out
mind u his pants are open

as he's fixing his jeans he screams out

"I said the whole crew bitch. Ain't no free rides here"

the girl walks off cursing and giving him the middle finger, telling him he sucks, she meets up with her girlfriend (who was waiting across the street, wtf) and they both start yelling dip set sucks

one of the security guards is like "ayo rell what happened?"

he's like "dumb bitch wasn't trying to suck off my man over here, plus she wanted a ride to sheepshead bay. This ain't the MTA"

then he proceeded to throw out some promo t-shirts and speed off

Rell's not even THAT famous, and he's getting groupies like that.

THink I need to give this hippity hop thing a try

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PLAY THIS AT YOUR COOKOUT
http://www.zshare.net/audio/21712273b2ff5d/

lolol

http://www.myspace.com/peaceshine

In the end love is all you need/to bring goodness/from your heart(C)Spacek

dipset!! lol

that was a good story. this ain't the MTA.

met dude in a grimey ass south bronx club (NYC BOOMS STAND UP)
"get at me dog" had just come out
and was getting some burn

he wasn't performing

he wasn't in vip

dude was just standing there at the bar drinking a long island iced tea

he had on a velour sweat suit (remember those?)

anyway I give the nigga pound and I'm like "yo, your shit is hot"
((i was wild young and in the club illegally))

YO

THIS NIGGA ALMOST TEARED UP

he gives me a half hug and is like "Yo, its just a blessing yo know, the music Its a gift from god" (Read that in that halting style of talking he does, like in belly)

this niggas eyes were doing that bugs bunny thing where they well up with water and get glassy

i was like "oooooooohkay. peace cuzin"

drop some more gems on us if you care to.

he real.

peace & blessings,

x.

sigless for the summer, y'all.

wasnt open long, but while it was I saw:

Black Rob fight 3 dudes at the same time outside the spot.

And WIN!.

Dj Brucee Bee pour a whole bottle of champagne on a chick for cursing at him cuz he wouldnt take requests.

Fat Joe smack bloodfire outta some dude for bumping him on the dance floor.

Good Times....

era right now



"The last thing they wanted was a principled nigger." - Billy Harris

When i interned at Roc-A-Fella
the A&R dude Hip-hop
and beanie Sigel would do this game where beanie would wait in the hallway

hip-hop would call one of the interns or someone from the street team into his office


u walk by

MOTHERFUCKING BEANS WOULD PUNCH YOU CRAZY HARD IN THE CHEST.

wtf yo.

he almost bodied this one young dude

nigga hit him straight up in his chesticles

sheeh.

...cus I saw'eem do that shit
on some video footage....it mighta been Fade to Black
or some other documentary that featured the Roc. Matter-a-fak,
it wasn't FTB, it was that joint wit mad foolz in it, had
Dame Dash comin' crazy sidewayz at Kevin Liles n shit.

Anyway, he was horsin' around wit some of the
younger Katz in his clique and cold gave one of 'em a STIFF ONE
to the chest,......STIFF......... you could tell it was on some rites of passage shit.

he had that n_gga faded...to black. f'real.

the fixtape -http://www.rappersiknow.com/?p=61
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>i was just reminded of that time loon slapped 40 cal with a
>shovel in a barber shop.
>
>and i made this avatar:
>http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v482/planetinfinite/loonblewthen--ga-1.jpg

WHY WAS THERE A SHOVEL IN A BARBERSHOP?!?!?!?!?!?!

it was winter. Loon had the shovel in the trunk of his car.
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I'm so famous.(c) Joi
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he sees a big tour bus pull up...the whole store is wondering who it is, when snoop dogg gets out and starts walking to the door.

there's some big huge, glass, electronic sliding doors.

Snoop walks HARD right into the side of the door that slides, instead of THROUGH the door.

He said he walked in laughing and looked hella stoned.

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RIP Dream

There was a carvel by my house
and i used to go over there with my lil gang (dirrty 33rd, blaaaattttt)
and flirt with felisha the girl behind the counter cuz she'd give us mistakes (like when u order a cone and they fuck it up, they put it in a freezer and hope somone else orders it)

anyway we there flirtin with her lil chickenhead ass
and some ninja turtle nigga pulls up in an acura integra
he got a chick in the passenger seat
she's cute but the nigga look a lil familiar


mind u this is back when the only real song the lox had was
"if u think I'm jiggy"

anyway he orders
and felisha is like "OMG, THATS JADAKISS"

my man devon is like "that ain't no damn jadakiss. Jadakiss got money he's aint driving a fucked up acura integra to no carvel in the bronx"

jadakiss kinda glares at us, gets back in the ac and murks off.

keep em coming fam

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remember the night of that jay-z rehearsal performance at nokia okp
and how at the end of night i slid off mysteriously?

i had to go to work and i was late as shit

so anyway i get to club speeed and they're having like 3 partys

one of those parties is Lovergirl, this huge lesbian party

so after getting yelled out and almost fired they tell me go down and help with the line

its gay pride weekend and the line is literally down the block

just great lesbians everywhere

anyway my walkie talkie goes off and they call me to the front

queen latifah is there (she's hosting, she's not there cuz she a lesbo *wink, wink*)


AND SHES FUCKING TWISTED AS SHIT

like she can't even walk straight


now to get into lovergirl u have to go down some steps

dana owens ain't gonna make it down those steps

so i ask her if she needs help

she says no

the chick with her say "Yes please help her"

i help Her royal highness down the steps and to the dj booth
she's got some FANTASTIC titties btw

so we get to the dj booth and we get her a chair

and i'm like "Can I get u some water?"

So looks me right in the eye (mind u her eyes are half closed) and goes

"Nah But u can get me some henny, straight" <--- All slurred btw

the girl with her (who i assumed was her sister but now i dont think so) is like

"water will be fine"



PEACE QUEEN.

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RIP Dream

after the jigga rehearsal i chilled with him for about an hour so we can discuss the show and whatnot and what changes need to be made before the radio city show (you right about gay pride weekend cause they had our hotel (the W) 10 blocks away but they realized for us to be on time we'd have to leave 2 hours early--i was maaaaaad late cause of the traffic....that mofo was heaty wheastrow at me and just---anywho--) so me and my ex went to the cafeteria to grab grub before we went to the hotel.

most new yorkers know high end restaurants be on some shit. i mean before phrenology i was pressed to get a table at the snap of the fingers---since then its been easier...but because it was mad crowded i had to squeeze in a corner between la and her crew.

it was like 12 of em. and they was hen'd up like a mofo.

now combine the itis and hen rock?

AND my ass? lol

i swear it was a scene out the boondocks 13 mofos damn near about to turn their plates into pillows---i think my girl was the only one who didnt fall asleep....but to go from being LOUD AS SHIT to (2 mins later) looking like the cover of The Who's The Kids Alright was a hilllllllarious moment in negrodom.

and snoring.

i swear they put some shit in our food to knock us out.

Fam, I've got he most devious sexual crush on her.

I wonder how good the kitty-kat must be(c)Common

ok he ain't a rapper

but we gonna keep this thread going

so i went to a taping of Puffy's kings of comedy at BAM in bk

afterward my inner nigger wanted some popeyes

i'm on line to get my chicken on
and who is behind me? Rell da R&B nigga

now i used to work at the roc so i kinda know him
but he don't recognize me
and thats cool it happens

before i can say anything

his girl/stunt/jumpoff/slore/whatever starts beefing with him about something
and she's like "and i ain't paying for this chicken nigga"

everyone on line is like "dammmmmmmmmmm"

whatever

i'm like damn, let me help this nigga feel better
so i'm like "ayo, u rell right?"

this nigga sucked his teeth and was like "not tonight man"











T R A G E D Y.

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That shit is impressive yo...

You're like the urban griot of NYC.

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i don't get it.

said all loud that she wasn't paying for it, like he ain't have no money and shit.

lol

i thought there was some significance with the "not tonight man".

tell everyone how broke he was and how some broad
played the shit out of him.

funny line "not tonight"

lol

Dude got owned.

>ok he ain't a rapper
>
>but we gonna keep this thread going
>
>so i went to a taping of Puffy's kings of comedy at BAM in bk
>
>afterward my inner nigger wanted some popeyes
>
>i'm on line to get my chicken on
>and who is behind me? Rell da R&B nigga
>
>now i used to work at the roc so i kinda know him
>but he don't recognize me
>and thats cool it happens
>
>before i can say anything
>
>his girl/stunt/jumpoff/slore/whatever starts beefing with him
>about something
>and she's like "and i ain't paying for this chicken nigga"
>
>everyone on line is like "dammmmmmmmmmm"
>
>whatever
>
>i'm like damn, let me help this nigga feel better
>so i'm like "ayo, u rell right?"
>
>this nigga sucked his teeth and was like "not tonight man"
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>T R A G E D Y.
>
>
>

so its junior high
and we go to the record store cuz Fat Joe is signing autographs!!!!

((ok, its the 90s and we're in the bx, this is major))

fat joe is supposed to be there at 4


its like 6 now, i'm gonna get in so much trouble cuz my pops is crazy

finally fat joe shows up (he just dropped jealous ones envy)

wait how does that equal j.o.s.e? fuck it

anyway the line for fat joe's autograph is like around the block

i know i know

anyway he got this really fat spanish guy with him kinda working the line (he's sitting down)
dude is funny as shit
and he's like yo if u don't want joe's autograph I can sign ur shit
(they had given us promo photos of fat joe)

and everyone is like "who are you?"

turns out that was big pun!

um, my pops ripped up my fat joe autograph when i got home :(

@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

We are all dreamers...

Jelous One's Envy was a Banger

dont sleep

>so its junior high
>and we go to the record store cuz Fat Joe is signing
>autographs!!!!
>
>((ok, its the 90s and we're in the bx, this is major))
>
>fat joe is supposed to be there at 4
>
>
>its like 6 now, i'm gonna get in so much trouble cuz my pops
>is crazy
>
>finally fat joe shows up (he just dropped jealous ones envy)
>
>wait how does that equal j.o.s.e? fuck it
>
>anyway the line for fat joe's autograph is like around the
>block
>
>i know i know
>
>anyway he got this really fat spanish guy with him kinda
>working the line (he's sitting down)
>dude is funny as shit
>and he's like yo if u don't want joe's autograph I can sign ur
>shit
>(they had given us promo photos of fat joe)
>
>and everyone is like "who are you?"
>
>turns out that was big pun!
>
>um, my pops ripped up my fat joe autograph when i got home :(

only to have pops rampage on that shit too

so my cuzin hired kurupt to perform a song at a party he thru

first off

kurupt came in a p.t. cruiser
so i'm like oh shit a p.t. cruiser

then kurupt pops out

he has on wallabees
not the real wallabees but the fake ass lugz joints

NEVER ROCK LUGZ I'M WAY ABOVE (C) GFK

so that cool we chilling back stage

and my cousin is like "lets take some photos"
so i take a photo with Kurupt and throw up a W for westside

cuz kurupt is from cali and thats west coast right?

right?


RIGHT?








WRONG!


this nigga spazzes on some

"You trying to disrespect me shit"

I'm like oh wow this is so surreal (C) john brown shit

like i'm trying to explain and he's literally trying to beat my ass

for a W!

finally my cuzin gets involved and calms him down
kurupt is like "we cool but i ain't taking a photo with that nigga"



:(

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RIP Dream

i dunno man
i was young n drunk
plus them lugz wallabees fucked me up

you was gonna get your ass kicked by the sidekick in half past dead.

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@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

I can see something happening cause of that.

Or he really didn't like you.

A little grimy town just outside Philly in Delaware County...

not a good look.

so my cousins used to raise and fight pitbulls
all dem ruff ryder niggas used to come around and fight dogs n shit


in a few ruff ryder videos our dogs are in there (WHATDDUP MAX!)

so sheek louch comes over to put his dog against our dog

we had a dog named trooper

its bloodline was crazy strong

pure killer, trooper had broken dogs legs and kilt like 2 other dogs

sheek brings this sad ass little dog into the ring
and puts up like 4G's his dog is gonna body trooper

FOH.


trooper kills this niggas dog in like 10 minutes

not beat

KILLS.

Sheek's faggot ass dog is lying on the floor in a pool of blood
not moving
dead as fuck


In dogfighting if ur dog gets killed YOU'RE supposed to dispose of the body, that's that rules

Motherfucker sheek is like "nah, you deal with that"

cuz he's misty eyed that his dog died


WTF we gonna do with a dead pit?

i mean usually we'd dumb it on the CrossBronxExpressway

but thats risky

so my cuzin and sheek are arguing

"Take your fucking dog"
"Fuck you, I ain't taking it"

Sheek and his team get in their jeep and bounce leaving us with a dog corpse







Word to my moms

we drove to his doorstep in yonkers and dropped that dead ass dog
right on his front steps

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They can't catch a break. I here chuckling in a chair thinkin bout a frail dog in a pool of blood whimpering. De man pay 4 grand to get his dog chomp up.

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RIP Dream

faggot ass dog.

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(while i don't condone this cruel and inhumane behavior) i laffed rt here:

" Sheek's faggot ass dog is lying on the floor in a pool of blood
not moving

dead as fuck"

lol

I know he got one.

...

good one

lololol

@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

why would u even wanna leave the dog?
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I'm in my cubicle finna lose my job.

A Brotha is dyin' right now.

>>Word to my moms

we drove to his doorstep in yonkers and dropped that dead ass dog
right on his front steps<<

Certified Gully!

crazy...

But I gotta keep reading...*sips White Zifandel...keeps it moving*

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fighting dogs is foul.

late 90s, after he parted ways with premier but before that comicbook cover bullshit ass album. jeru's doing a show in eindhoven, the netherlands. now the hiphop scene there was quite small but everybody knew each other so the vibe was good. my boys are opening for him and we still had mad love for jeru cause of the albums he had dropped.

so we arrive at the venue and see this dude standing outside by the front door shaking everybody's hand. we get closer and its jeru. hes like good evening how you doing im jeru whats your name to literally everybody who walked in.

so my boys are like 2 songs in and jeru comes to check out the show from the side. hes boppin his head and shit. then later on backstage he comes up to us, so we're like dayum jeru checked out the show. dude comes up and goes OFF.

why yall rapping in english? what yall talking about? yall aint from no streets yall dont know hiphop i should punch yall

we're just standing there like wtf. then he goes like HOW MANY TIMES YALL GOT SHOT? mind you one of the cats from that group's brother just got shot not too long before that and dude had a stray bullet stuck in his chest. so hes like well i got a bullet right here. jeru looks like O_o and just walks off

rappin in english LOL

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brother. Every one of my acts commits me as a man. Every one of my
silences, every one of my cowardices reveals me as a man."

Frantz Fanon

i think this was like 2001 or something
hes doing a show in amsterdam

for some reason people were still interested in him after multiple crap shows but little did we know he was going to top all that this night

jeru comes on stage and starts a rant about all us living in nice houses and not knowing anything about the hood. while on his rant he notices someone takes a picture.

he flips out and goes like I DONT WANT NO PHOTOGRAPHS, VIDEO, OR RECORDINGS MADE. theres fans w/ cameras and some (hiphop) press w/ cameras so they go like oh wtf. the stagemanager calls jeru to the side and tells him theyre allowed to take pics.

jeru goes back to the mic and is like aight yall can take pictures but if i see a motherfucker bootlegging my show we're fighting

so jeru starts his show and his dj keeps skipping the record. people start booing and jeru blames it on the bass in the monitor. then he stops the show and calls out a dude all the way in the back of the venue.

I SAW YOU TAPING THIS SHIT. COME UP ON STAGE AND FIGHT ME.

everybody is like wtf how can you even see what dude is doing. so jeru is on his way off the stage trying to fight this dude. this dude is like wtf is happening. the stage manager comes back in and convinces jeru to stop acting up and just continue the show.

so hes back on stage a few tracks in. in between tracks this cat at the front of the stage is like JERU I LOVE YOUR SHIT. WHERES MIZMARVEL.

jeru tells his dj to stop the record and looks at the fan.

mizmarvel? why you tryna disrespect me man? this aint no mizmarvel this is a jeru show why you asking me all that? the kid is like i was just as... BAM. jeru just straight up punches the kid in his face for no reason.

after that people started leaving

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

I am DYING in here

it was 99 or so. em came out here with a rawkus tour and brought proof along.
since i did promo for the venue i ran into proof backstage and we got into talking bout dilla and the 5ela shit.
somewhere in the middle of the convo eminem comes in and is like yo proof lets go back to the hotel man
proof is like nah man im chilling you can go
em is not having that hes like dude lets go man
so they go back and forth for a minute
em gets mad walks up to me and snatches this marker i was holding and throws it on the floor
im like wtf and pick it up and proof snatches it from me and throws it at em's head
the two of them start yelling and pushing each other and shit and em eventually walks off with a 'fuck you'

about 30 mins later em walks back in and is like 'yo you got the key to the room?'
proof ignores him and em ended up sitting there ice grilling him til he decided to leave too

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

back when the slim shady lp was the slim shady ep. He was opening for hieroglyphics at alvin's (detroit) and I was standing in line when this little short white cat comes down the line passing out sample copies of the ss ep. Some random suburbanite in front of me got the last one, takes one glance at the ep, and tosses it on the ground. While the tape was privy to the five-second rule, here comes eminem, sneakers screeching to a halt like, "Mf, you know how hard I work on my shit? You know how much that shit costs to make? Etc." He's spitting all in guy's face ready to fight. Peacekeeper I be, I'm all, "Slow down, I'll take it. I'll listen to it." He hands it to me and grills guy as he walks off. Guy was shaking in his boots until we got inside.

this groupie chick i know was all amped cause she met mos def while he was touring here w/ talib. this was back in the rawkus days so like 98/99? anyway shes like he said he loves me and LOOK WHAT HE GOT ME while she shows off this ring with a very obvious fake diamond on it.

im like oh ok.

a few days later im talking to the promotor from germany and shes like yo mos gave this groupie out here a ring. im like word? shes like yeah this ring with a big fake diamond on it and he told her he wanted to be with her and shit. im like dayum that sounds familiar so i tell her the story.

later on we heard that he pulled this all throughout the european tour.

(peace king)

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Be Easy.

and ironically 1-3 was the leader with like 45% of the vote.

"more than john stamos" was like 8%.

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Ah ha....


I think I know someone else that happened too

LOL


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meh!

during my second season on Teen Summit, DMX performed on a show. after it was over, he stopped in our green room to sign some autographs. we get first dibs, of course, and a Posse member stepped to X and asked for three autographs.

"*THREE* autographs?!" X yelled. "But you just *ONE NIGGA*!"

dude got really quiet and humbly accepted X's single autograph.
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>"*THREE* autographs?!" X yelled. "But you just *ONE NIGGA*!"<

I guess that's his m.o. b/c my lil cuz asked for multiple autographs and he told her to "stop being greedy"

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good times.

2001
me and my boy were promoting our festival at this venue while guru had a jazzmatazz show at a venue down the street. so after this party is done we're outside handing out flyers and guru walks up. hes looking at the lineup and is like yo mr lif hes from boston im from boston yall know whats up. we smile say word and go on with our shit. and guru just stands next to me.

so a hr or so later his crew comes up with a cab and is like yo guru lets go. hes like yo ill come later. they look at him like wtf and eventually bounce. so we're ready to leave and guru's like where yall going?

we're like we're done for the night we heading back after getting some food. hes like aight and without asking just walks along. we're pretty much weirded out at this point.

so we're sitting at this diner with guru and he starts pulling out pics of his kids and showing them to us and shit. when we left for the bus he also walked along to there and kinda looked sad when he realized we were leaving.

iono wtf that dude was on but that was one of the weirdest things ever

i'm cryin' off that shit.

Just...wow

I was laughing at all these other stories, but that was sad.
like I feel bad for him.


yikes.

what a loser. lol

weird

>2001
>me and my boy were promoting our festival at this venue while
>guru had a jazzmatazz show at a venue down the street. so
>after this party is done we're outside handing out flyers and
>guru walks up. hes looking at the lineup and is like yo mr lif
>hes from boston im from boston yall know whats up. we smile
>say word and go on with our shit. and guru just stands next to
>me.
>
>so a hr or so later his crew comes up with a cab and is like
>yo guru lets go. hes like yo ill come later. they look at him
>like wtf and eventually bounce. so we're ready to leave and
>guru's like where yall going?
>
>we're like we're done for the night we heading back after
>getting some food. hes like aight and without asking just
>walks along. we're pretty much weirded out at this point.
>
>so we're sitting at this diner with guru and he starts pulling
>out pics of his kids and showing them to us and shit. when we
>left for the bus he also walked along to there and kinda
>looked sad when he realized we were leaving.
>
>iono wtf that dude was on but that was one of the weirdest
>things ever

medinastar deserves all credit for this this shit was absolutely hilarious.

after his 2nd solo joint came out. me, medinastar and some others are walking down the street in the Dam. a limo pulls up and the window goes down and its clef sitting in between a shitload of his own cds. hes asking directions to the red light district, medinstar tells him how to get there and as a thanks he grabs one cd and gives it to her. she looks and is like ew i dont want that shit what else you got in there. he grabbed a different cd (dont remember what) and pulled off

peace king

i'm walking with my sister down broadway

kweli (before all that Imrickjamesbitch shit went down and I was still a fan) is walking towards us

now my sis ain't no okp but she knows a couple of ok artists n shit

anyway

my sis goes dumb loud

"oh shit is kalib tweli!!!!!"

totally fucked his name up to the point i'm like shit

he was just happy someone recognized him and threw up a peace sign

girlfriend...that shit was fucking funny.

after slum's trinity dropped slum went to europe to tour for the album.
im working for the venue and walking around minding my business and run into baatin hes not talking but instead making all these hand gestures to walk outside with him.

so we walk outside and he start whispering in my ear how we need to watch out as we're being followed and they planted mics everywhere.

i shrug and walk back inside and he looks really disappointed.

when slum came back from their tour he ended up in the clinic for schizofrenia

i heard he had issues and stuff but dayum.

mix the two and bad combo.

he said he liked the way he wrote rhymes when he smoked rocks. who does that??

I can believe that, they were opening on some show in DC and dude was backstage talking to himself, waving his hands around frantically, talking about the govt is watchin etc., etc.

Yeah when I met him he was a lil off.

I shook his hand and he nearly cut my hand open with his fingernails.

It was also at this show where Boyz II Men performed right before DJ Quik and insisted on doing all new songs (this was 2000), and the crowd totally turned on them, booing and chanting for Quik (until they closed with "End of the Road," of course...)

do u know who cardan is?

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ok we all used to hang on the same block in harlem (110th n shit)
before he got signed

and nyc used give out these bus passes that let u get on for free
sometimes we'd get bus AND train passes and then u were like kings of the city

anyway, we all had a grip of bus and train passes so we did what nyc teenagers did

Hit times square

so its a group of like 10 of us, wildin

and we run inside a porno shop

but we willllld young (i'm like in hs)

one of my boys is like greg olden, looks old but he's like 15
so he'd chat up the owner while we're looking around like
WOW

anyway the owner tells us to get out the store
so as we're running out, u try and grab a dvd or something
(Now u know why some stores don't keep the dvds in the cases)

so we're on the street looking at what we got

this nigga cardan grabbed some gay porn named "big male asses #13" or something

something WILDDDDDDDDDD HOMO

like 2 hairless young white dudes in backwards baseball caps
tonguing each other down on the cover


we're all like "Yo pierre, wtf man"

he's like "i just grabbed whatever was there man"


THE HOMO SECTION WASN'T EVEN NEAR THE DOOR THO


niggas had jokes on him for weeks

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being from harlem this is the greatest story evar

>do u know who cardan is?
>
>http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Theater/3957/mase.html
>

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>do u know who cardan is?
>
>http://www.geocities.com/Hollywood/Theater/3957/mase.html
>
>
>
>ok we all used to hang on the same block in harlem (110th n
>shit)
>before he got signed
>
>and nyc used give out these bus passes that let u get on for
>free
>sometimes we'd get bus AND train passes and then u were like
>kings of the city
>
>anyway, we all had a grip of bus and train passes so we did
>what nyc teenagers did
>
>Hit times square
>
>so its a group of like 10 of us, wildin
>
>and we run inside a porno shop
>
>but we willllld young (i'm like in hs)
>
>one of my boys is like greg olden, looks old but he's like 15
>so he'd chat up the owner while we're looking around like
>WOW
>
>anyway the owner tells us to get out the store
>so as we're running out, u try and grab a dvd or something
>(Now u know why some stores don't keep the dvds in the cases)
>
>so we're on the street looking at what we got
>
>this nigga cardan grabbed some gay porn named "big male asses
>#13" or something
>
>something WILDDDDDDDDDD HOMO
>
>like 2 hairless young white dudes in backwards baseball caps
>tonguing each other down on the cover
>
>
>we're all like "Yo pierre, wtf man"
>
>he's like "i just grabbed whatever was there man"
>
>
>THE HOMO SECTION WASN'T EVEN NEAR THE DOOR THO
>
>
>niggas had jokes on him for weeks

2003, dilla's out here for a tour.
the tourmanager promoted it as a show instead it turned out to be dilla djing so everybody in the venue is disappointed as shit.
on top of that he has dank with him as his hypeman.

theres this old woman in the netherlands who goes to all hiphop shows with her 2 daughters and tries to hook their groupie asses up with the rappers. so these chicks are standing in front of the stage tryna get dank's attention.

dilla starts spinning instrumentals and dank's like who raps in here?! one of these groupies goes jumping up and down and dank lets her come on stage.

the whole crowd starts booing and the chick is just on stage tryna dance and saying 'yo yo'. someone in the crowd starts throwing shit at her but hits dank straight in the eye with a mars bar.

dank's like who did this and everybody raises his/her hand. he walks off mad and takes the chick with him. dilla spins a few more records and bounces too.

for those who have heard it.. if you check the dilla audio interview you can hear the mom and her daughters trying to convince dank to fuck em in the background (we left a 'she'll give you a good time' completely blank in there)

He sounds weirded the fuck out by it, but who wouldn't be.

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if so i know who she is an yeah
she is scary

a label rep calls us asking if we can pick up M.O.P. and escort em throughout the day. so we're like wtf we gonna do with M.O.P.? dude is like iono just find something fun.

so we pick them up and decide to take them to an animal farm instead of the typical lets go look at hoes and smoke weed shit.

these dudes were up there petting goats and shit on some AIYO LOOK HE LIKES ME

one of those fat fuckers tried to talk to me at the Mos Def concert
I was standing BESIDE the vip area (yeah I an't ballin' nor a groupie)
and his 100 ton muthafucker grabs my arm on some, hey sweetie let me talk to you for a minute

wtf

nigga you are 30 of me! thirty!

I kind of looked around like a crackhead and said something about my man being here and bbizzounced.

scary

>these dudes were up there petting goats and shit on some AIYO
>LOOK HE LIKES ME

i was the street team for Relativy Records when they were signed there
so like the street team is up in the office
and they played their album for us
shit was hot
we all get a free copy and posters and stickers to put up in the city

so i'm heading back to the train


and who do i see getting on the fucking train

BILLY DANZE and FIZZY WOMACK aka M.O.P.

so i'm like what the fuck these niggas is taking a train

NO WAIT, IT GETS BETTER

these niggas hop the turnstile and high tail it to the train at like top speed

no big deal right?

wrong

wrong

relativity records was over by union square in manhattan
the station they hopped at is basically an underground police station

THEM NIGGAS IS WILD

one of the other street team niggas was like "yeah they never pay to get on the train"


to this day i won't let nobody say nothing bout m.o.p.
i luv dem niggas.

MOP chasing bunnies.

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

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and one of them dudes was scared to fly (which made me think about this story- how the hell did they get to Amsterdam?)

They were damn near bout to send this dude on a week long cruise just to get him to PR for Mixshow Power Summit for the weekend. I don't recall them even going to PR.




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my boy used to work up in fat beats amsterdam
one day necro had called to ask if they would like to sell some of his merchandise (necro shirts) they agreed and told him to send 'some'.

a week or so later theres 3 boxes full of shirts there. must've been like 200 shirts at least. dudes call necro like wtf are we gonna do with all this shit and he goes 'i will anally rape your mother if you dont sell those shirts' amongst other threats.

.

a groupie is something I am not. Outside of my SO, I have NEVER slept with any rappers nor had that ever been my intentions. I didnt even know who my SO was when I met him. Either way, if I were a groupie, I would have slept all these guys and I would gladly name names. Cause it wouldnt matter to me at all.

lol

lololol

I'm dying over here

shits hilarious

the story aint really that important.

I wish I had something to add

this happened about a 3 or 4 weeks ago, and I wanted to write a thread about it but forgot


my grandmother and I are walking on Richmond St, but not the club district, the fashion district.
fashion district = warehouse, factory looking, wholesaling fabric shops

it's hot as hell and mama insists she knows where she's going,
but I really think the heat was messing with her head
cause we're in some obscure part of richmond, not lost, but just lost. you know?

so we're walking and this lanky, dark skinned dread pops out of one of the brickhomes
(a row of homes that look condemned)

my grandmother being jamaican, loud and blunt, says:
"AY YOU YOUNG MAN, WHERE CAN I FIND SOME FABRIC STORES"

I'm a couple of steps behind her and look up with a gasp.
It's K-os
my eyes get wide, and I'll admit I was a little giddy, and kind of whisper his name - groupie mode. lol

He starts to ask her what type of material she's looking for.
There he is, K-os talking about fabric with my grandmother.
He recommends this shop about a block west

After that he turns to me and shakes my hand and says, she doesn't know who I am eh?

I shake my head

He's walking up the stairs when mama turns around and asks

"WHO IS HE?"

"He's a rapper, mama"

"A RAPPER?"

"yes"

"YOU MEAN LIKE DADA DADA DADDA"

Yes, my grandmother started pseudo rapping!

K-os and I were dying

"A little better than that", he says

lol

I put my hands are on her shoulders to guide her away before she said anything else.

LOL

my grandmother, the rapper.. lolol

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"a little better than that"

he wishes





















lol sorry k-os is like my fav musician right now but seems like a perfect snark response

that multi-talented mofo

I know she's not a rapper but...

I was in Tower records off Peachtree before it closed.

As usual, I'm sitting on the couch reading a comic book.
I see Ciara and her handler walk in, and she's trying to
be incognito, but doing a very bad job of it.

So she comes over to the magazine section, looking around,
but then she starts staring at me over my shoulder. I tried
to play it off as much as I could, but when I looked up
she ran off like a child trying to pretend they didn't do anything
wrong.

that sounds like something he'd do...

its summerjam
i'm leading the rocafella street team into summerjam
(the street team is basically 30 16year old light skinned girls)
we're in the parking lot behind the arena where all the artists come in

now mind u these girls are AMPED
like this is the high point of their lives
one even came from her junior high grad to come to summerjam
she still had on the gown (she was an idiot)

any

here comes bitch ass trevor aka busta asshole rhymes
with his bodyguard (this is before he started steroiding it up)


lil 14 year old girl snaps a photo of Busta

THIS MOTHERFUCKER SENDS HIS BODYGUARD OVER TO TAKE HER CAMERA
the bodyguard takes the film out the camera, exposing it to the lite
and ruining it,


that was that girls only role of film
we out in the middle of jersey
she got a camera without film now because of bitch ass busta rhymes
we start booing him and telling him he sucks
he flips us off and goes inside

shorty is sobbing out of control
i felt horrible

we turn around
and here comes drag-on and like 20 bloods
one even had a full red jumpsuit made of a blood banadana

one of the bloods sees shortie crying
and asks her whats the matter
she tells him
he feels bad and gives her his disposible camera

awwww.


but yeah Busta rhymes is a bitch ass nigga

>its summerjam
>i'm leading the rocafella street team into summerjam
>(the street team is basically 30 16year old light skinned
>girls)
>we're in the parking lot behind the arena where all the
>artists come in
>

What year was that? Was it at the Meadowlands, cause that year I interviewed him and he got mad 'cause I basically called him old.

>its summerjam
>i'm leading the rocafella street team into summerjam
>(the street team is basically 30 16year old light skinned
>girls)
>we're in the parking lot behind the arena where all the
>artists come in
>
>now mind u these girls are AMPED
>like this is the high point of their lives
>one even came from her junior high grad to come to summerjam
>she still had on the gown (she was an idiot)
>
>any
>
>here comes bitch ass trevor aka busta asshole rhymes
>with his bodyguard (this is before he started steroiding it
>up)
>
>
>lil 14 year old girl snaps a photo of Busta
>
>THIS MOTHERFUCKER SENDS HIS BODYGUARD OVER TO TAKE HER CAMERA
>the bodyguard takes the film out the camera, exposing it to
>the lite
>and ruining it,
>
>
>that was that girls only role of film
>we out in the middle of jersey
>she got a camera without film now because of bitch ass busta
>rhymes
>we start booing him and telling him he sucks
>he flips us off and goes inside
>
>shorty is sobbing out of control
>i felt horrible
>
>we turn around
>and here comes drag-on and like 20 bloods
>one even had a full red jumpsuit made of a blood banadana
>
>one of the bloods sees shortie crying
>and asks her whats the matter
>she tells him
>he feels bad and gives her his disposible camera
>
>awwww.
>
>
>but yeah Busta rhymes is a bitch ass nigga

later that day (see above) we hit up a turkish spot for food
fyi these cats eat as the sound, it was extremely gross
anyway

theyre there eating and literally yelling at each other
this businessman type dude on another table asked if they could tone it down

wrong move

they turned around, i thought they were gonna beat dude up from the way they looked at him. instead they ordered more fries to throw fries at him one by one.

the owner of that joint didnt say shit.
dude eventually left

M.O.P. going to animal farms and throwing french fries??
what are they 14? jeez


I'm so disillusioned right now.

>later that day (see above) we hit up a turkish spot for food
>fyi these cats eat as the sound, it was extremely gross
>anyway
>
>theyre there eating and literally yelling at each other
>this businessman type dude on another table asked if they
>could tone it down
>
>wrong move
>
>they turned around, i thought they were gonna beat dude up
>from the way they looked at him. instead they ordered more
>fries to throw fries at him one by one.
>
>the owner of that joint didnt say shit.
>dude eventually left

we're interviewing madlib when he randomly starts talking about quasimoto and how he hasnt seen him since they got to the hotel.
he proceeded to get up and walk to dude @ the counter asking if he saw quas (yunno my man quas!).

more hilarity followed when he started mentioning the future tourdates for jaylib (yea we'll play out here.. and like on the moon and like jupiter..mars)

that evening he was booked for a show and didnt want to perform
peanutbutter wolf had to literally go off @ him to get him on stage

lib goes on stage plays 2 breaks on the drums and bounces

last year this guy decided to book big juss for a solo show.
all 10 fans in the netherlands came out very excited.

me and my friend are in the city, shes like isnt that dude from company flow over there? im like oh shit that IS big juss cause hes doing a show tonight. dude looked lost, didnt bother going up to him.

later on it turned out juss went into the city (for weed or food) prior to the show and got lost and never turned up back at the venue for his show

@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

:(

a few years ago rza came out here with tekitha. im probably one of the few people on earth who knows who tekitha is and would actually recognize her (but who wouldnt with that big ass W on her arm)

so since i know the dutch kid whos part of wu i ended up meeting tekitha and i think it was masta killa. nothing big, just regular talk until rza comes in.

ive been a wu fan for yrs so that was big to me, i got to talk to the goddamn rza. so rza asks me if i play chess. im like no. he asks me what i do for a living and all and i tell him i design. he then mathematically broke down design getting into grids and the parts of the grid and lots of other shit.

eventually he walked away randomly and came back as bobby digital (complete with mask)

the best part about it was that he really acted as if he wasnt rza.

>eventually he walked away randomly and came back as bobby
>digital (complete with mask)
>
>the best part about it was that he really acted as if he wasnt
>rza.

wow

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if I could only get once convo with rza
ohh and play him in chess.. oh yes.

MAKE IT HAPPEN FOR ME DELUGE!

haha

oh and I know who home girl is by face, she was in Ghost's video replacing Mary

dude was one of the coolest people ive met, earlier that day he was eating next door and picked up the check for the tables around him(who had recognized him and been talking with him and his crew)

he was going around talking with everyone, making sure everyone at his table was doing ok, even helped the waitress carry the champagne over to the table

tarantino and rodriguez and some of the small stars of the movie were there, but most of us were hyped about getting to meet RZA.

and tarantino's been cool as hell too the times ive met him

tarantino is funny as hell. we ve had i think 3 parties he's been affiliated with, he's been real cool every time. dude is basically just a guy who likes to talk about movies and all kinds of shit with anyone who will listen to him.

we had one of their parties, it ended kinda early, about 1 30 so me and the chick on the left in my avy decided to go have a couple shots at a place close by, we have a couple drinks before everything closes at 2 and we walk back towards the club, start to cross the street, and this mustang pulls out and almost hits us, stops, the window rolls down, and its tarantino saying "my bad, sorry guys!" then he zips off with some young chick who was at the party

one of the grindhouse parties' highlights was robert rodriguez's ex wife(or soon to be) throwing bottles off the rooftop at rose mcgowan's SUV as she drove off

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meh!

they baby name is Prana, she dead on rza
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meh!

>a few years ago rza came out here with tekitha. im probably
>one of the few people on earth who knows who tekitha is and
>would actually recognize her (but who wouldnt with that big
>ass W on her arm)
>
>so since i know the dutch kid whos part of wu i ended up
>meeting tekitha and i think it was masta killa. nothing big,
>just regular talk until rza comes in.
>
>ive been a wu fan for yrs so that was big to me, i got to talk
>to the goddamn rza. so rza asks me if i play chess. im like
>no. he asks me what i do for a living and all and i tell him i
>design. he then mathematically broke down design getting into
>grids and the parts of the grid and lots of other shit.
>
>eventually he walked away randomly and came back as bobby
>digital (complete with mask)
>
>the best part about it was that he really acted as if he wasnt
>rza.

@}-,-`-

He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

And I hope they see this.

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As soon as the 112 "Only You" remix dropped, the school was abuzz.
6th period cats would be like "Mase went here!"
One day he showed up and you woulda swore it was like when Nickelodeon used to bring somebody big to the white kids' school.

Shit was cool til he started coming around every week. By week 3 it was like "okay, so what"

He hosted a talent show in our auditorium, this chick tried to battle him on stage and everyone went wild. His reply (in typical Mase slow mumblemouth fashion) "I dont battle"

Later on in the show he's walking out down the aisle (and admittedly niggas were on his dick watching him). His man goes "Dont worry, we'll be back"

My boy goes "Did we ask him anything?" and snatches Harlem's swag back

back after "ha" blew up the nigga came to town on some "play at a ghetto ass club" shit.

actually he came to the copper mine in petersburg. but richmond gotta claim it cuz don't nobody else do it.

so they said he was supposed to be on stage at 10 (WRONG). hood ass niggas don't show up at a show before 12am. especially when they just blew up.

so right. it's like 12:30 (the club closes at 2 already) and the club is jumpin. niggas is dancin. hoes gettin holler'd at. niggas got on they new shorts sets and k-swiss (don't ask why k-swiss blew up in virginia for a quick 3 months).

juvie finally gets on stage. but nobody ain't care because niggas was dancin. so he's on stage, they playin the "ha" instrumental. and one chick was like "oh shit, he here!" everybody turns around and he just stares at the crowd.

this nigga didn't perform not one song. his dj basically played instrumentals while he drank for free on stage and let chicks get on stage and shake they ass.

once he got this rotund bidge to dance, niggas started booing and throwin shit. so this nigga got too close to the edge of the stage and niggas swallowed him up. nigga fell into the crowd, lost a chain and gained a bloody lip.

he grabbed the mic and said "FUCK THIS WACK ASS TOWN" and bounced.

i ain't gonna tell you the WHOLE FUCKIN CLUB FOLLOWED THIS NIGGA OUTSIDE TO GET TO HIM. they bounced in the church van/tour bus and niggas was bussin shots at it.

there was a rumor that someone found out what hotel they stayed at and took that nigga for a shitload of jewelry too.

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yessir!

in the 90s you aint make it in hip hop unless you got dragged on stage and beat the fuck up.

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At the bounce

a chain got snatched

.

So I was at this small Hip Hop show at the 5spot a couple of years ago. And I had ordered some food while I was watching the performance. So my food comes and I have a Shrimp Po Boy and some garlic Fries (GOOD as SHIT).

So I feel someone sitting real close to me, I could feel their body heat. I had my food right beside me, but I was paying too much attention to the performance. So out the corner of my eyes I see someone diggin in my food. I turn around like WTF? And Pharoah not only Ate ALL of my dayum fries he left me with half of half of my Po' Boy.

He said " I'm sorry, I was just hungry, and it looked good." While eating the rest of my food. I was pissed, but he bought me another and paid for all of my drinks. Every since then he's been cool everytime he sees me.

(i think all of my stories are based in virginia in the mid to late 90s)

1995

i'm in jcpenney's and at the time my moms was in the hospital so i went to go pay her jcpenney's card bill. after i pay it, i walk around for a bit and i'm heading to the mall part of cloverleaf (THE LEAF STAND UP) and mobb fuckin deep is mobbing...DEEP. like 15 niggas deep.

so as a herb ass 15 year old that just copped "hell on earth" and loved "the infamous". i say "what up mobb?"

prodigy, no joke...ignores my comment. peeks both ways and stops. i thought they was gonna lump me in the fuckin comforter aisle. laid up with some sheets.

there was some silence and this nigga go "ey, son. where the fuck is KB toys?"

i point towards the mall section and tell em it's toward sears.



i think them niggas was lookin for video games or some shit.

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>so as a herb ass 15 year old that just copped "hell on earth"
>and loved "the infamous". i say "what up mobb?"
>
>prodigy, no joke...ignores my comment. peeks both ways and
>stops. i thought they was gonna lump me in the fuckin
>comforter aisle. laid up with some sheets.
>
>there was some silence and this nigga go "ey, son. where the
>fuck is KB toys?"

Man...gettin' lumped in the comforter aisle? KB Toys? Mobb Deep?

This post is just too much comedy for one day.

Peace,

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On our usual trip to LI (matter of fact, *looks at date*, it should be on this weekend, if at all), we had to take the LIRR because no one could get a ride. On the bus ride over to the beach, I had my box and I was playing Thursday's taping of the Stretch Armstrong show.

This new Mobb Deep track came on (probably was Eye for an Eye or something). This kid by the exit, stopped talking to his boy and said, "Yo, play that back" so I did. He looks at his boy, beaming...

...turns out it was Hav :-(

We are all dreamers...

was this the year the Fugees, M.O.P., an' em was there, and some shit popped off causing a massive stampede and subsequent mini sandstorm....


.....and mad niggas was taking flicks with this chick who had pubes thicker than Muslim beards and it was peeking (actually full-on STARING) out the crotch of her bikini?


If so, I was there.

To be honest I don't even know, but I do know it rained and I was taking Ls left and right :-(

We are all dreamers...

I will...kick a promoter's ass...over my dooeeee

son, my niggerish ass was on the fucking beach in an authentic (read: THICK AND HOT AS FUCK) Yankee jersey, Tims, long jeans, and a straw hat, which somehow managed to allow my bald head to get sunburned despite me never removing it.





But I sure smoked more Ls than I took that day, and in my little world, that's always a good thing.

“Dying is the day that you live for.”

During Guru's set he decided he was going to stage dive in my general vicinity. I'm a vet at these antics growing up going to punk shows. Everyone thats holding him up is trying to grab his hat/bandana. I reach up and start breaking peoples hands off his headgear and eventually he gets back on stage.

After the show, everyone's clearing out, and I see the lil dude walking in the crowd, we make eye contact and he b line's towards me. I put out my fist for daps and say "Dude, You KILLED I...." He's PISSED and goes "MAN I'LL FUCK YOU UP WHY YOU TRYING TO STEAL MY HAT MOTHAFUCKA!" and pushes me back a bit. I tried but couldn't explain that I was trying to get fool OFF his domepieces. That sucked.

this was before dipset when "horse & carriage" blew and he came to VCU to perform (i forget who else was with him).

me and my boys were there just helpin out with the show. running cross town to get "stuff" and whatever.

so me and my nigga is sittin in my car outside of rhodes hall (rhodes hall was like THE spot to find loose freshman pussy back then) waiting for a phone call from our manager and my boy goes "is that cam'ron?"

it's like 2:30 in the afternoon and this nigga cam'ron is already drunk as fuck. just walkin around with this chain and some watch and one of those jean outfits on...like he ain't hot. it was like 95 degrees then.

ion't know if you know how classic the year 98 was for VCU's rhodes hall. it was like they handed out acceptance letters to niggas in prison. there was some nigga from new york we called that cat "east coast deebo". nigga was like 7 feet. and he had this big ass butch broad lookin like that butch broad M.O.P got with em (wolf or fox, whatever her fuckin name is).

anyway, they treated rhodes hall like the carter.

okay. so this cat cam'ron is stumbling in front of rhodes. and it was like they had a beacon on that nigga because east coast deebo came outta nowhere and punched that nigga so hard in the chest, his nipples touched. snatched whatever he had on him and ran. the butch broad played look out and play kicked that nigga in the side and laughed.

white folk was SHOOK.

fuckin ECD robbed a fuckin rapper while he was in college. who the fuck can say that?

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1) Homegirl I used to work with got into it with Cam about how is record wasn't getting enough spins on the west coast (this was in 2003). The argument got heated and Cam picked up a garbage can and threw it at her. She quit shortly there after.


2) Cam and Duke Da God were up in the office and Cam made a joke to Duke about being dirty, saying he needed a shower. Next thing I know, Cam had a fire extinguisher in his hands. He pointed that shit at Duke and bam! everything became white and smokey. Office services came through like "What the fuck happened!?! You can't do that!"

My man Cam looked at the dude and was like "Yo, I'm done anyways." and handed him the empty fire extinguisher.


3) We all know about Cam wanting his "fucking number." Cam came up to the label pissed about what was shipped to retail and what he sold first week or some shit. Well, apparently he wasn't getting the answers he wanted so he walked up into the head of the labels office with a sharpie and wrote on his office door and wall project style "Give me my motherfucking numbers!"


Even Knowitalls have to get their information from somewhere!

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She's obviously that chick:
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I can so picture that...everything you typed. wow. cam is mental

yessir!

I went to Words, without even knowing who was on the bill. It didn't matter because it was usually live. Met up with a chick I used to go to class with. Turns out she knew members of the We Be Foolish crew (probably dating, but *shrugs*). Turns out Mos Def was performing and I was loving Ultramagnetic B-Boy

The show is starting later than usual so I go and chat it up with Rocky, dude who ran the event. What happened? Why we're starting late?

"Mos forgot his dat and went back home to get it..."
Where's home?
"Brooklyn"

:-(

We are all dreamers...

So the group is performing and all of a sudden we see pieces of paper flying above ?uest's head. ?uest keeps on playing.

Another
Keeps on playing
*whizz*
Keeps playing and turns around and yells
All good. Goes into the next song
*whizz*
?uest calls out to someone. They rush out and talk to the person throwing the paper...

Who?
Malik B

:-(

We are all dreamers...

: (

Was doing a show in LA a long time ago, and came into the barber shop while I was in there getting a cut. This was back in like 92.
This dude in the barber shop asks Opio how long it took him to grow his shit, said it was dope. (back when he had that LONG ass hair.)
Opio was only half listening, and he thought the nigga was talking shit.

He was like, 'WHAT NIGGA?'

'I'M NOT ON THAT BULLSHIT NIGGA'

Then he just walked out.

The dude that said something gave everyone a look like, 'he got it
all wrong'

The barber said something like he didn't like rappers, especially yella ones. People laughed.

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meh!

If you registered after '01 you probably havent read this one

it was summer '99:
I was so geeked to be a few steps removed from The Roots organization, street teaming for this site and Black Lily outside of the Hammerstein Ballroom before a show.

Dice Raw and Thought are walking towards the venue, a bummy hustler dude scalping tries to sell them tickets to the show not knowing they're the headliner. Thought smiles it off and declines.

They're approaching me and teanickeldime, I decide to go into comedic mode. Imagine me, 19 years old weighing 140 soaking wet

*fliers in hand* "'Scuse me fellas, I'm giving out fliers for this hot show called Black Lily. You ever heard of The Roots?"

Thought: *menacing smirk* "stop playing with me".

Me: :-/

he was so close i could smell the weed on his breath, as he walked away I wanted to be like "I'm just playing, I know Respond/React verbatim" but I was at a loss for words

I had went to the Roots show at Earthlink Live around Tipping Point time

and BT was outside just posted up
I went over to him and gave him a pound
told him "black you the illest"
gave my name
said peace

and when I walked off onto w peachtree
a fucking car missed me by inches going like 80

i know i've posted this one before but i'll tell it again.

a local promoter supposedly booked both Outkast and Goodie Mob to play in Decatur. this was right after Aquemini dropped, like 1999.. needless to say this was gonna be the concert of the year.

so we're at the concert and we're waiting. waiting, waiting, waiting... the crowd gets restless. the promoter comes on stage and tells us that Outkast is not going to show. but he told us not to worry cause he had another performer that we were gonna love. so he brings out.. U-God!

the heckling and booing was so bad that you could barely hear what he was saying. he was throwing all these mixtapes out to the crowd and people were just launching them back at him. this guy i know, Vaughn, was in the front row just berating him and he launched a coke bottle at U-God. U-God jumped off the stage and punched Vaughn in the face. at that point it turned into pandemonium. it was pretty epic.

but he an't a rapper so I'll hold my story

...niggas was throwing water bottles, cups, chairs even! bonkers! lol

we all know he has a ton.

if it was a mofo who seen and heard everything

its me.

1. me trapped in a bathroom stall without the members of ATCQ knowing i was nearby as tip and phife came to fisticuffs over phife showing up at the beastie boy show late. somehow amist the chaos (mofos tryna break em up) i just slid and tried to make my way to the door. but bodyguard mohammad got control of the situation and when he speaks it gets silent (this is the "help me help me help me help me help MOO HAAM MAD!!" im speaking about. so he is on his "we need to unify and not fight in front of these people" and even ali shaheed was speaking. i was shocked they didn't "ahmir can you excuse us" so i just did that hold you breath and pray you look invisible thing and it was cool for 7 to 8 mins. i just felt uncomfortable because it seems like this was family business and it was TMI for me and i was paralyzed not out of wanting to see something juicy...i was still for i knew they'd be on some "ahmir you seen and heard too much...now we have to KILL you!!"--so i was mad silent. meanwhile tip and phife airing their laundry about "the time you..." and "what about the time you...."---well 20 mins later i just wanted out. i had missed the beasties intro and i was mad uncomfortable. so to pass the time i decided to...well...snack.

can't hurt noone....they know im here. i'll just grab this poland spring....quietly take the top off and...cool. no problemo!

hey...some grapes...lemme just...

cool grapes and water....

(3 mins later)

dorito bag: pssst
me: (looks left and right....me?)
d.b.: naw...them beastie mofos on stage....yeah you!!!!!
me: (i didnt know dorito bags can talk)
d.b.: whatchu frontin for with them grapes, you richard simmons now?
me: huh?
d.b. you 432 lbs nigga (this was 1998) and reaching for grapes...you had your eye on me since the beginning....fuck them niggas over there you know you want some doritos.
me: look man im just tryna be silent and unseen...no motion.
d.b.: nigga please! aint nobody worried...just take a napkin....take some and wait this fight out....they taking to long! you dont have to even open me....
me: hmmm you sure?
d.b.-they dont even care...
me: grabs napkin...rethinks...naw...puts napkin down...grabs one chip
d.b: (this coward ass mofo)
dorito:CRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

everybody in the room (as well as everyone at wachovia watching the beastie show, and all the tri state area):

i got the HAAAARWdest stare i ever got.

my pops aint even look this hard.

all 12 of them niggas was looking like

"if you dont fucking put that chip down and get the fu---


PPPPPUEEEEEN!

i was gone.

more later

i know its been said before but if (and when) you write that book it could probably do confessions type numbers.

~!~



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turns 1 on
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thank you for a fun first year

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as the first time i read it today, lol.

i love how you got us waitin for you to spill some dirt on em, and it turns into a conversation with a doritos bag and some normal ass awkward situation

This post had me cryin!

My dog is smarter than your president. -unknown

It was a show at the masquarade

with the Arsonists and the beatnuts
Greg nice came on as a special guest with the beatnuts

The Arsonists had a solid set
so the beatnuts come on with greg nice

they run through some songs and all is well but the levels kept getting messsed up

so GN starts shitting on the soundman(bad move)
it is at first just a : "ayo turn my shit up"

then he starts getting mad and he stops in the middle of watch out now Greg is like: "yo thats some bullshit, soundman dont be fucking up them rock bands and shit!"

soundman had enough and straight cut the music and put on a techno record and bounced.

Greg and the Beatnuts ran backstage
I assume to go look for ol boy

we all were sitting there for like 10min and...

nothing

so me and my homeboy started yelling: "bullll shit bull shit!

then everybody started yelling

Greg Nice came back on and was joining in too

needless to say it didnt help
they never got to finish their set

i went to a wu-tang autograph signing at wu-wear in atlanta, around '98-99, the height of their popularity. some of you atl folks may have been there for this one. we got there real early, there were only like a hundred people there when i showed up, we formed a line. a couple hours go past and there are thousands of people there. people all out on peachtree street fucking up traffic, just a mob of people.

wu-tang shows up a few hours late. it wasn't all of them, i could only see a couple of them walk into wu wear, like rza and ghost.

method man says fuck that and just starts running around the crowd. just getting crunk. giving people hugs and running around being crazy. the crowd was going nuts. at one point he climbed up on this telephone pole a few feet away from me. the telephone pole had sort of a raised base that he was standing on. we was just flailing his arm and leg and kicked this dude in the face on accident. the dude starts yelling at him. then he starts pulling on his leg trying to pull him off the telephone poll to fight him. meth jumps of the telephone pole and starts attacking this dude.

at this point it turned into a near riot.

i bounced so fast.

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this post, please :) This post kept me awake this afternoon :)

My dog is smarter than your president. -unknown

well this is pretty much just a strange ass story

years ago the Liks came to Fat Beats Amsterdam (r.i.p.) for a instore. i had never met Tash before and i was only there cause my girl used to work there and i had been there all afternoon.

so im sitting with her and tash + his girl walk in mad late. the rest of the crew had been in there for a hr or so. tash walks in spits a few bars and signs a few records then proceeds to walk outside again.

before he walks out the door he turns to me and is like oh shit. grabs a flyer off the stack in front of me and write LUGE WHAT UP DAWG and bounces.

wtf?

the venue i worked at decided to book canibus while he was in europe. this was like right when his 2nd album came out so people didnt really care about him anymore.

im backstage with the programmer and canibus + crew walk in. dude greets us and is like mad hype. like yo amsterdam ima rip this ima rip this yaddayaddayadda.

i decide to go check on the crowd and while i take a peek from the stage i only see 10 people no joke. im like shit but it was early so i was like maybe there'll be more folks later.

so i walk back and bis is like yo son hows the crowd? im like ehhh yeah um they walking in slowly im sure it'll be packed tho.

so 1hr later he has to go on and its the same 10 ppl.

i bounced before i could see his reaction after the show

bizzy bone is crazy

not crazy like "haha u crazy"

but "stupid crow, no soup for you" crazy

at relativity records the conference room was in the middle of the floor
and the walls were glass so u could see into it

anyone walking by could look in and see what was going on

u couldnt hear what was going on but u could see

whenever they'd play an album for the staff they would do it in there

Bizzy Bone said no.

You can't play the album in there

why?

"I dont want the music to be exposed to light and escape"
(said in an accent and a codine laced slur)

woooooow.



wait, there's more


someone on staff comes up with a solution

Get the street team to cover both glass walls with printer paper and tape

I was on the street team :(


after like an hour of taping up paper to "keep the music in"
they finally go into the conference room
and he demands the light are turned off

so now u have the staff of a record company & a crazy ass artist
sitting in a conference room with paper on the walls with the lights off listening to "when thugz cry"

smh.

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yo he is nuts for real

lol

I've seen him in action live and direct in the mall back in 98

he was wilding out on a music store staff

I don't think they knew it was Bizzy.. lol

it was right around his solo joint came out, forgot the name of the album

u are over here killin me

no.

.

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

THe one that comes to mind is

My cousin (female) and I were talking to Lazy about the party at snoops house that was happeneing that weekend, normal convo, eating chips, drankin beers laughing.... bizzy was staring at the wall mouthing some words.

Me and my cousin look at eachother like hummmmm

He comes over and touches my hair and says.. "yeah you are my wife, we have the same hair..."

I look at my cousin like *HELP* me please....

He grabs the back of my hair and turns my head to face him.. and says in the most cryptic scary ass voice I have ever heard.


"DO YOU BELIEVE IN GOD..."

*blink*
*blink*
*blink*

Ummm yess sir I do sir.

He said GOOD cause the devil be sending evil spirit that look just like you to try and trick me. Weaken me. Kill me.


HE then got up and walked away. THe rest of the evening he stared at me from where ever he was. I was scared as shit.

TWO hours after we left he called my cousin and said.. SEND HER TO ME. I want my wife now!


Needless to say I dint go.

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meh!

Cant say who, but he is a boxer, we dated for a while and broke up remained friends. SO much so he trusted he enough to tell me stuff that could kill his manly MAN career

I get a call at 5 am

HIM: I have a problem. * sounding SICK as fuck*
Me what happened its 5 am? dude you aiight
HIM: Well I think I fucked a transvestite.
Me: DUDE WHAT THE FUCK
Him: I didnt know
ME: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPEPEND


Long story short
THIS nigga when to Vegas and picked up *hooker* and decided this would be the night he smoked crack.....

He said the "girl" wanted him to fuck her in the ass. and when "she" got up "she" had a dick.

*blink*

I was scilent as shit.
FUck that the crickets was quiet.

I aint sure how funny that is but he BET not eva cross me.

*evil laugh*


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meh!

Dude wuz there TWO confirmed dick sightings?

YEAH....

then you fucked a Transvestite.

WTF is this "I think" shit.

It ain't THE first Boxer that comes to mind is it?

BUT IT aint TYSON.


Cause I am NOT CRAZY enough to fuck with him.



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meh!

You trynna get BOAFAH US KILLed?

*Dear Mr. Iron Mike.....I did NOT bring ur name up*

SMH.....i DO NOT need my children eaten....NOR do i want to fade away into.....Bolivia.

>fade away into.....Bolivia.
>




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meh!

Nigga try to blame "the tranny fucking" on Don King.



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meh!

....

I know that voice

its prolly the same one on this interview:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5WFP9J8ng90

THAT shit made my stomach hurt.


That is so scary..

HE was going thru some shit at the time.
I reallllllly hope
he is better.


*shiver*

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meh!

n/m

dude seem wayy off the rocker.

'send my wife to me'. wtf? you ain't ZUL. this ain't ghostbusters an shit.

he summoning folk, now.

wow.


peace & blessings,

x.

sigless for the summer, y'all.

My cousin was they peoples. She had them niggas running in and out her house. I couldnt deal with that.



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meh!

>so now u have the staff of a record company & a crazy ass
>artist
>sitting in a conference room with paper on the walls with the
>lights off listening to "when thugz cry"
>
>smh.

nm

WMG
Dude and me are on the elevator, moving some desks
Me: *sniffs. Recognizes the sweet herbal scent* You smell that?
Him: *sniffs* I guess Twista is back

Le Fin

We are all dreamers...

*same day, right after the above happened*

Me: Wait, yall allow that here?
Dude: Please...*censored* is the wil' out building. If you ever wanna relax, this is where you go.
Me: But...weed?
Dude: I mean the guards do come up and try to stop it, but you know how that goes.
Me: Wow.
Dude: Matter of fact, this one time Ja-Rule came and he has this big ass blunt, right. So he's smoking, but you could smell it in the hallways. The guard comes up and asks him to put it out. He told the guard "No problem, hold this for me" and handed him the blunt. The guard handed it back to him. "Nah, it's a present"
Me: Wooooooooooooo

We are all dreamers...

I just wanted to say I was here. this shyt is classic.

This is a story that was told to me by a friend who was at the Winter Music Conference in like 99 or 2000, so I cannot confirm or deny whether or not this is 100% the way it went down.

The way my friend tells the story is that he and his girl at the time were out at a club in South Beach. It was packed with WMC people, including Guru from Gang Starr.

Apparently Guru had plenty to drink that night, and was kind of belligerent and sloppy, and was hitting on just about every woman in the joint.

At one point, my friend and his girl were dancing and Guru just came up to his girl, mid-song, leaned-in and said: "Girl, I'll rip your pussy."

She was like "excuse me?"

He repeated himself: "Your pussy. I'll rip it. I'll rip your pussy."

So now my man is standing right there and he feels like he needs to defend his girl's honor. So he puts his hand on Guru's shoulder as if to say, "son, the girl's w/ me."

Guru did not like the idea of my man putting his hands on him, and swung wildly at him, missing by a mile, losing his balance and falling to the floor.

Security escorted him out.

End of story.

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This has me rolling at work!

and im still laughing at that beans story

i can just see him with his black ass lips pressed up like state property, and just pop out real quick and duff the shit outta some poor lil intern....damn thats funny

And my boss is gone so I have read this shit in its entirety...
Props to all ya'll who have made my day much easier than it
ever should be

So my homeboy was working backstage at the Vibe Music fest in ATL
its like 04 i think
the bill was stacked w/ performers


So headliner was L-Boogs

and this is when the bizzare behavoir was rampant(well its still rampant)

first of all the show was like a all night type of deal
like 20 performances and some were good most sucked

So 1st of all its like anounced that she is coming
like Obama or some shyt

and everybody was given all these instructions on proper Ms.Hill etiquette

it was a gang of rules
it said:
-no eye contact
-no speaking to her
-no refering to as anything other than Ms.Hill

and a bunch more i cant remember all of em

any violations of these rules
she will not perform

plus she required that the limo drive past the security out post
and pull the car directly in front of the dressing room

like to where when she gets out its literally right in the room

So she gets on finally
the headliner mind you

strums those same chords she likes playing
does like no lie a song and a half
and sounded awful
and dips

everyone was still sitting there
I guess they figured the real show is gonna start
*crickets*

man ninjas was pissed

she killed her ATL fan base with that shyt

they all got the "keys" treatment.

yeah I remember reading about that incident afterwards

back in 95 me and my cousin are in his car just rolling around brooklyn smoking weed. We find ourselves in brownsville and we see a bunch of dudes sitting on a stoop of an abandoned brownstone and cuz is like "yo there go my N.F.O. niggas" so we pull over in front of the stoop. this crackhead rolls up to my window and I'm alrady trying to give him the brushoff when out of nowhere he gets dropkicked in the side and flies like 10, 15 feet. I look to the dude who kicked him and it's Fame, laughing so hard he's holding on to the car just to keep himself up.

athen in 00 when I was living in Philly I went to see them at the electric factory and there were only about 30 people there. the whole time they were on stage you could tell they didn't want to be there and Danz kept acting like he was gonna throw his mic at this one white kid standing in front of the stage. then they just said fuck it this is our last song, did Ante Up and Danz launched the mic right into the kids face and threw both his hands in the air on some ultimate warrior shit.

That is so wrong...but so funny! Why would you throw a mike at one of the 30 people who actually cared enough to come see your a**!!!!


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i tag posts.

so every year my mom and I would stay a week at the Parc Oakland Hotel for our church's state convention. Well, by this time I was a teenager and was starting to understand status and such, so I'm feelin' like a movie star up in this hotel.

We go to check in and my Mom, who is all of 5"1 (and 1/2, maybe) is standing at the check-in desk next to a man of the same height or shorter. He's alone and wearin' a thick leather Troop-type jacket. He turns around to us and it's Too Short. I almost choked. I started tappin' my Mom's arm and she's tryin' to ignore me and finish registration. I'm like, Mom! Do you know who that is??" She still ignores me and Short has turned back around, I'm sure, after he say how big my eyes got.

Fast forward to that evening, all of my friends had gotten there by then and the older teens were well aware that several celebs were expected to be stayin' at our hotel that weekend as well. So by the time the info got to me, I'd heard that New Edition, Jodeci, Yo-Yo, Snoop Dog and Nate Dogg, among others were all coming at midnight.

So I stay up and make up a reason as to why I need to be all dressed up in the lobby. By now, everybody knew what was happening and we were all crowding the lobby, not EVEN tryin' to budge. Well, our Youth Pastors heard about this too and they had already been working with the hotel's security team and were planning to "witness" to these celebs upon entry, and "escort" them to their hotel rooms.

Well, needless to say, the 1st limo pulls up and the excitement creshendos. About 6 people walk in the hotel and quickly go up the elevator along with a minister or two. I didn't see who they were. The next limo pulls up and the same thing happens. I couldn't see a thing. Then the rumor got around that new Edition and Jodeci weren't coming b/c they heard about the crowd of kids waitin' in the lobby...

Oh well, so a lot of the older teens went to their rooms for the night. I decided to wait around, since I was given an inch. Mile taken. So this black limo pulls up and it's Yo-Yo! She and her entourage walk in the hotel and my godmother, who is also a Missionary, approaches her and starts talkin'. Yo-Yo looked like she was being receptive so I slyly slip up next to my godmother and walk with them. I figure I could get an autograph or something.

We go up the elevator together and my Godmother puts me on blast street... on sommol, "Why aren't you in bed? Where is your mother? Does she know where you are?" And Yo-Yo looks @ me with those greenish eyes and gives me a face like, "Now you KNOW you're too young to be up this late." I was so embarassed, I went back to my room and stayed there.

Recently, I watched Casual spend about twenty minutes racing his RC cars up and down the street in front of the Hiero offices after interviewing him. During the interview, he seemed just as geeked to be talking about going fishing and racing his expensive-ass RC cars as he did talking about his music.

So after the interview is done, he takes us outside to watch us race his two "babies." It's like 5:30 p.m. on a week night and decently busy street, and he's got these little suckers zooming up the street and back, swerving around traffic and such. Shit was weird.

so its like 2000

ATL
we rolled up to the old one tweezy
im 20 at the time but my homie's sis used to dance at the gentleman's

so she knew erry body
erry body

random memory:Dre 3000 came through with a civil war confederate uni on
the whole nine
shit i think that nigga even had a musket

so we out there fresh off some OE
high as hell

and this chick that just got outta a stretch hummer is grilling me
Im looking back at her
I notice her face a lil shot but im skunk as a drunk
and really dont care
plus her body was a lil on point

and she makes a motion like lemme talk to you real quick
so i start making my way over there

then...
"Fuck you bum ass bitch!!" (c)some 3 ft tall ass yellow nig
i look and its one of them dudes from jim crow
who was popping at the time

he is like wolfing at ol girl homie I was making my way towards
by the time i got at a reasonable distance security was intervienning

and pulling her and her girl back

i looked at the chick


and it was amil(that chick on can i getta)
she looks alot better in person

i woulda/coulda possibly smashed
or at least tried

so I have dude from jim crow to thank
for not smashing

and not possibly having kids that look like panthro

*dead*

>random memory:Dre 3000 came through with a civil war
>confederate uni on
>the whole nine
>shit i think that nigga even had a musket

*ROTFLMAO*

Without pain, without sacrifice, we would have nothing.-Tyler Durden

i'm dyin!!!!!!

...well I was up front when it came to the Grady Cole center in Charlotte, NC. Meth and Red came on after Onyx and began performing songs together. This place was PACKED and filled with all types of weed smoke. So I had a phat-ass blunt rolled but my lighter wasn't working at all. All I remember was Meth eyeing me in passing as him and Red were performing how high. MY FUCKING LIGHTER DIDN'T WORK and my peoples were towards the middle of the crowd too far away to get a lighter.

Meth comes over and hands me a lighter..*lights up & hands Meth back lighter*...then this dude in the crowd SWEARS Meth just passed me the blunt and starts asking to hit it next. I give him that b!tch please look and continue smoking as I was doing. A couple songs into their set the same dude in the crowd starts baggering Meth while he is on stage. Man...how about Meth was eying dude HOARD...backs up on stage...and with full force RUNS and jumps off stage with BOTH feet landing into dude's chest! Security IMMEDIATELY pulls Meth on stage cause by now they cut the sound. About 15 Wu-tagalongs jump off stage and rush dude in the crowd. This dude starts RUNNING towards the exit now getting chased by half the crowd tryna see what's going on.

That was the quickest disperse of a crowd during/after a concert that I had EVER seen.

I wonder what ever happened to dude.

And WTF:

>...then this dude in the crowd SWEARS Meth
>just passed me the blunt and starts asking to hit it next.

I was about 7 months pregnant and my Mom and I were up in Oakland visiting family. This was going to be my last visit, as I was planning to move to Atlanta soon. We spent the night with my cousin Tyson and his brother and Mother. Well, we stayed there like 3 nights and I never saw Tyson's brother who is also my cousin, but we never EVER saw each other while I was there the previous 2 days. He stayed holed up in his room with the door closed. I didn't even see him come out to use the restroom.

Anyways, it's our last day there and my Mom, being the outspoken person she is, knocks on his door and decides to make him come out and kiss her goodbye. I decide to post up on the wall like ?uest did with the grapes n'water. Tyson comes out of his room saying, "I gotta SEE this!" And he comes to the door and I notice he's in his PJ's and a robe and looks a tad bit emaciated. Anyways, my Mom goes into full-LECTURE-mode, tellin' him he needs to get a job and support his mother and he blurts out, "Mang, I BOUGHT this house!"

My Mom says, "How? You don't work! Do you sell drugs? How are you gettin' THAT kind of money?" He says, "I'm an artist." My ears are piqued now. I say, "What is your stage name?" (I had JUST learned what a stage name was like, literally a week prior by watching Yo Mtv Raps.) He looks at me and I notice the nose ring and the lip ring and he says, "Have you ever heard of Del tthe Funky Homosapien? (sp?)" I said, "Yeah, I love them!" He says, "Well, I AM "them"." I was shocked! I scrambled to get his autograph. He goes on to say, "you KNOW that makes you related to Cube n'Yo-Yo, don't you?" I say, "Really?" o_0

My Mom stopped fussing, took her hug and we left, never to see them again.

I can hear his voice saying all that shit.

I thought you was saying dels name was Tyson- I was about to pull yo card.

my Dad divorced, we broke almost all contact with that side of the family. When I would ask if we could go up to Oakland to see them and she'd say, "Do you see any of them in a hurry to come down here to see you? No." That'd usually end my query.

I wish I had known them better though, cuz once me and Tyson got to our teens, we were able to call each other and try to keep in touch. We use'ta kick it in Oakland and I'd pretend I was "hood," knowin' good n'well that the "hood" would chew me up and spit me out. But yeah, I haven't heard of seen any of them since '96.

(Sidebar: Del is older than I am, so I know he wasn't tryin' to hang with no skinny gal like me, so I never pressed the issue of keepin' in touch after meeting him. Plus, all this time had already passed and I had no clue "who" he was, so his celebrity should make no difference. I'm sure he gets plenty of "new family" poppin' up all the time anyways, tawkinbout, "Did you know that you and I are related? Yeah, your great uncle's second wife married my dad's cousin." Yeah, right.)

I was just misreading..
I am here is Oakland.


Known D for like 15years

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meh!

y'all was "sleeping on his couch"..."scheming on the house with y'all feet up."

^

I was here!

late 2000
im working at the office for a big hiphop festival focussed on old school acts
we're supposed to have krs one as the headliner but im being sceptic as krs hadnt been out here since 87 or so
so i pretty much said to myself 'lets wait til this mofo cancels'

then one afternoon im the lucky one to answer that call
against my expectations though it was krs himself

'id like to inform you that krs one wont be able to perform at your festival on the negotiated date due to having the flu'

now mind you the festival was a good 6 months away
im like ok so you're telling me you'll have the flu in 6 months?
'do you love hiphop young man?'
im like uh i guess?
'no you have to be sure. either you live it or you dont'
well yes then?!?
alright. so from that point on he started a whole story about how a 9-5 equals being hiphop and that guy on the street who you think little of is hiphop too and yaddayaddayadda. eventually he 'had to hang up due to an emergency' and blessed me for the great conversation

i really just sat there with the phone in my hand like wtF??

When he plays Europe, dude takes the QE2.

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his first time coming back out here was 2-3 yrs ago

That whole convo must he been so surreal.

I'm djing the into and outta of this "Hip Hop and The Vote" thing in 2004 in Oakland, and he's on the panel. I didn't want to carry mad records on the BART s I brought reggae 45's. After the panel discussion, he's on his way out he looks at me and says "Now YOU are a real DJ sir! Not only do you have the WAX! You have original Barring Levy 45's, I like what you're doing here young man!" He gave me dap like 6 times and shook my hand twice more during the (one way) exchange.

late last year Ice-T was in town to do a show
as usually the past few year he had his whole family with him (son and whatshername? coco?)

so the soundcheck had taken place and im sitting not too far from the stage talking to this guy when ice-t and entourage walk by. the guy im talking to nods and says hi and ice-t shakes our hand and has his son & wife introduce themselves to us

nothing out of the ordinary

a while later im with a few others elsewhere in the venue close to the dressing rooms. ice-t walks out and is like hey yall (calling @ us). we turn around and he goes like 'show them boo' and coco flashes us.

then he proceeds to laugh and walk back into his dressingroom

im mean
wow

that chick will do what ever he asks her to do.

not nearly as funny as desus' story but still worth mentioning

me and my boy are chilling on his balcony in the middle of the city when we see jadakiss & crew walk by across the street. we immediately start making the 'AHEHHHHHHHHHHHHHH' sound. Jada stops to see where it's coming from and starts doing it in return and LOUD. shit went back and forth for like 5 times. then he gave a thumbs up yelled d-block and walked on

i would have loved to witness this sh*t

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it was like '90 I think and Brand Nubian and Leaders of the New School were performin' at the WUST in DC. Brand Nubian was the headliner and LONS was relatively unknown, outside of "PTA". LONS thought they were "stars" tho' and complained about what they were gettin' paid; the promoters didn't bend and they said they weren't perfomin'. The place is at capacity, Brand Nubian killed it, so LONS says they will perform for the original price. They make their way to the stage and start their show *record scratches*, lights come on, and the mics are cut. Er'body starts to exit and they are on the stage yellin' to turn on the mics!

Busta prolly got the last laugh tho'

"I wear the night like a cloak cuz I move with the stars, navigate through the truly bizarre..."

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We are all dreamers...

I will...kick a promoter's ass...over my dooeeee

i know... not a rapper but whatever

99 me and my girl are shopping. dancehall and all wasnt really popular here back then so nobody really knew who sean paul was, including me.

so we pass by this record store and im like i wanna go see what they have real quick. so im inside listening to some albums and this dude starts talking to me. i take off the headphones and hes really tryna have a convo. then he goes like you want a autograph? im like huh who are you? this dude looked at me real funny.. then when we walked out i saw all the SEAN PAUL SIGNING posters

2001 or so copy was here with a whole crew of cats like that (esoteric and em)

during the show dude is like we'll be signing albums after the show! props to the real heads who go out and buy this shit!

now ive always thought he was somewhat a tool so i decide to get in line with a (random) cd-r. when my turn came i was like yo i love your shit i swear i have the most mp3s of you out of anybody! and pass him the cd-r. he looked at it swiped it off the table and walked away lol.

i know lionel richie is far from a rapper but i just have to include this one

early last year my boy had just gotten this apt in this brand new complex in the heart of the city. one night we're chilling and decide to grab some food around 2am or so. while we walk out the door i see a dude down the hall. im like yo that looks like lionel richie. as we get closer it IS lionel richie.

so theres 6 tipsy dudes surrounding him and we're all like yo you lionel richie!? hes like *nervous laugh* yea.. yeah.
im like IF YOU'RE REALLY LIONEL RICHIE SING ALL NIGHT LONG
so this dude is sucking his teeth and we start yelling like COME ON
hes like ok alright and sings the chorus
we all go WHOOO and applaud and shit
so hes like telling us how he got an apt in that building (dunno if it was temporary or not) and really has to go. dude was like in this halfway inside halfway outside stance when we caught him and he stood there really uncomfortably all along.

so we're like aight and give him daps. im like say hi to nicole! hes like i will and we bounce

shit was great

that so wrong. but funny.

it was probably the highlight of his day.

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i'd expect him to get mad at that

reading this thread at work damn near gave me a six pack

I was fucking hype as shit for this show...Redman, Method & DJ Kool of course. The shows going nuts and Redman is pissing the security off by dragging people on stage, wading into the crowd etc.

Eventually one of the security dudes motions for him to come talk to him. Red bends down, listens nods his head, starts walking away then runs back and starts trying to lift dude up by the hair.
The crowd cheers...the security dude freaks out and runs off.

Then homie in the crowd decides he wants to stir some shit. He starts giving red the finger and mouthing "fuck you cunt" for no other reason than he's a dick. Red sees this shit. and screams "im coming for you bitch" into the mic. Grabs a bottle of some shit, climbs on to the speaker bins (a good nother level above the crowd) and then back flips off onto dude. Needless to say his punk ass was fucked up and bled all over everything he wore that night.

there's a silly ass redman story i heard second hand from my boy that worked at richmond coliseum during the "survival of the illest" tour.

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oh shit...WWE!

04' Me and my boy are at Amoeba recods in Hollywood picking up new records and what not, THen I see Kool Keith so I'm hyped being a fan of his (before the black elvis days). So I got a homeboy that works in the hip hop section and he goes "I'll open up this Ultramagnetic CD and you can have him sign it" cool, So I walk up to KK introduce my self and ask for his autograph. He's cool with it and starts to sign the CD, Now this was January 3 2004 and he looks at me and:
KK :"what year is it again?"
Me : "it's 2004"
KK : "whats ya name again"
Me : "Alex"
KK : "What year is it again"
Me : "Uhhh 2004"
KK : "Oh that's right it was January yesterday"
KK : "Ok man peace out"

Me and my boy just looked at him walk away preplexed like all hell

he gave me 3 oranges and i stole 2 six packs of heineken from him. which would be a random ass story if it was any1 besides kk

i mostly ask engineers for their nightmare stories and whatnot.


i know i got shit year for year....just tryna think off the top.

rnb- i saw a light skinned legend (singer, peak in the 80s) shoplift a kit kat from the 7-11 on sunset after a roots show.

rnb- a singer (the 90s) videotaped him hittin two sisters (twins...never thought id see twins lezzing each other in this lifetime) AND they best friend....hell was the cussout when said singers daughter discovered the tape in the vcr and he got cussed out by his (then) wife

rapper we opened for thought he'd be clever and "fly" onstage by "supermaning" himself on a chair with wheels. he gave himself too much of a running start and fucked around and fell right in the audience. his announcing was even funnier cause it was this build up

MY NAME IS (BLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLAAAAAAAAANK NAAAAAAAAAAAM-------bust his ass right in the audience)

crew i knew (90s) was forced to strip naked and say how much of a "bitch ass crew" they was on videotape (would be used if they retaliated) while i was in the studio next door working on bahamadia's "i confess" remix.

--actually a weird one i CAN tell is i met prodigy by (literally) stepping on his face, during our mixdown of illadelph's "no alibi"......member that creepy voice shit at the end? i was adding one more voice part and i told duro to give me another track...imma add something real quick.

i walked in the vocal both (dark as sh---KICK!!!!!!!! the fu?!? WHAT THE....---) a HENNED up prodigy somehow decided to catch some zzzs on our floor. he was so wasted he didnt even care that the mobb deep session was next door (and before you go there...they were NOT the crew)---i swear i kicked him in the chin BULLSEYE. he aint feel shit. he went back to sleep. this was my first time meeting him so it was awkward...i didn't wanna be on no "kick this nigga out and shit" shit. so i was like "yo...you ok?" he just starred....and went back to sleep. i was gonna let it slide...but then...duro was like "yo he snorin' mad loud, kick him out!"

i just shrugged my shoulders and let it go as was. wendy goldstein made me take his snoring credit off the album cause she swore that we would be forced to pay from steve rifkin.

ill think of more.

niggas on tape butt naked thats truly an L


But since ?uest is here:

My boy told me about the time you went gangsta on em in the record store. He didn't know shit about hip hop at the time but he bumped into you and was like "Hey man don't I know you?" and you replied so eloquently "Nigga I don't know you!!" and strolled off to the jazz section.

>"Hey man don't I know
>you?"
>"Nigga I don't know you!!"

Hilarity.

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>rnb- i saw a light skinned legend (singer, peak in the 80s)
>shoplift a kit kat from the 7-11 on sunset after a roots show.

...L for me

...on stage and rhyming with the mask on

We are all dreamers...

I will...kick a promoter's ass...over my dooeeee

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

at my computer desk LOL

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Snills cupcaking in 07

this was such comedy, and it cost me nothing.


well, it did cost some the respect for some of these artists.
the truth does hurt, cause my sides are killing me!

. . . .

from dia and bring them to their hotel and get them set up... must have been like 93 or something b/c they were promoting 21 & over.. well now that i think about it, i dont think dia opened until the fall and this was summer.. whatever.

so it was the 3 of them and this cat fade (real good guy, btw.. we stayed friends after the incident)..

anyway.. i think im ballin, rollin my new bmw 630csi black w/palomino leather interior.. just got a new system (from some parkinglot deal, but thats another story) w/2 rockwood, yeah rockWOOD, tube woofers and like a 150 watt amp.. anyway, i hadn't gotten the new cd put in yet, had just gotten the car like 3 weeks earlier.. so i had a portable cd player w/the tape that goes in the tapedeck.. ANYWAY.. the cd player kept sliding off the dash so i had it in the back pocket behind my seat.. they were CRAMMED into my 2 door, fade in the front and them three all in the back... and don't you know that one of them mfz STOLE that shit out the pocket as i was dropping them off at the hotel and was playing it in the hotel room the entire time they were in town.. after the show i mentioned my shit was missing to fabian and he just had a blank look on his face for a min and then looked at the floor and shook his head... they BROKE it, too.. *smh*

anyway.. who'da thunk that they was alkleptoholiks :(


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Your own inner consciousness is the true Mosque where all should worship... for God resides there.

So this was back in Germany around the end of 05, start of 06. We were up in Mannheim at the downtown club. And I don't know if you guys know anything about Germany, but them Germans love them some durty durty south. So I'm there with my boys from 1AD(Army) just enjoying the war babies (German/Americans) when David Banner comes on. Ok first of all this dude can barley walk, nether the less spit on stage. This dude is slurring like crazy, making no kind of sense. I think this dude tried to spit his whole catalog in 2 min to the "we ready" instrumentals. This dude rap the intro to every song he had in 5 sec intervals. I was just like "is anybody else catching this"? So he goes off stage drunk as fuck and and the DJ continue spining the Dirty South hip hop hour. So everybody is pushing each other, being ruff necks.
One thing about Army cats, they love causing trouble so my boys make our own lil circle and if you were dumb enough to step in the middle of that shit, your ass was gonna get toss. Soon we are all hype just punking everybody to the "Go DJ" beat(LOL). All of a sudden some big cat tries to enter our circle with no shirt on. Oh hell naw. Now granted I'm a small dude (5'11 180lbs) but the Army cats are no neck mother fuckers. They tore that dude up. Homie was looking mad confuse like he didn't know what the fuck just happen and I was like oh shit! That's David Banner. He looked like someone just ask him a calculus question. After we all realize who he was he shake our hands after he got knocked down and I think someone even slipped in a karate chop. Dude went off looking straight loss

Yeah man, the look on his face was priceless. He looked discombobulated as shit. I laughed and pancake all the way home that night. Don't act like the pancake wasn't hot

He was cool though to shake our hand after we ruffed him up.

>So this was back in Germany around the end of 05, start of
>06. We were up in Mannheim at the downtown club. And I don't
>know if you guys know anything about Germany, but them Germans
>love them some durty durty south.

So I'm there with my boys
>from 1AD(Army) just enjoying the war babies (German/Americans)
>when David Banner comes on. Ok first of all this dude can
>barley walk, nether the less spit on stage. This dude is
>slurring like crazy, making no kind of sense. I think this
>dude tried to spit his whole catalog in 2 min to the "we
>ready" instrumentals. This dude rap the intro to every song
>he had in 5 sec intervals. I was just like "is anybody else
>catching this"? So he goes off stage drunk as fuck and and
>the DJ continue spining the Dirty South hip hop hour. So
>everybody is pushing each other, being ruff necks.
>One thing about Army cats, they love causing trouble so my
>boys make our own lil circle and if you were dumb enough to
>step in the middle of that shit, your ass was gonna get toss.
>Soon we are all hype just punking everybody to the "Go DJ"
>beat(LOL). All of a sudden some big cat tries to enter our
>circle with no shirt on. Oh hell naw. Now granted I'm a
>small dude (5'11 180lbs) but the Army cats are no neck mother
>fuckers. They tore that dude up. Homie was looking mad
>confuse like he didn't know what the fuck just happen and I
>was like oh shit! That's David Banner. He looked like
>someone just ask him a calculus question. After we all
>realize who he was he shake our hands after he got knocked
>down and I think someone even slipped in a karate chop. Dude
>went off looking straight loss

Yo, I didn't think I would see someone from Mannheim postin' on here. I'm stationed in Mannheim (currently in Iraq). Got there Jan. 06. Dawg, you ain't lied about Germans lovin' some Dirty South. I swear I'm back home in the A whenever I'm at the club.


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he had a show in sf and had a press thing at m-1 promo.

he comes in and everyone wants to holler at him for whatever business they got. me and the magazine folks had to do this lil feature on him so we set up the lighting for the shoot outside, away from the crowd.

blunt in ear, we approach redman and ask him if he can do a quick interview outside. we were the first to spark it and the first to do an interview but why didn't this guy pass it back?? it took care of our business though.

after that everyone started blowing. reggie's a funny dude. later he got on the hood of the car of someone from ozone mag as she started swinging em lightweight.

a few years ago redman was booked for this outdoor festival
its a free festival with 6 or so different stages on a large ass square so a lot of cats came out for it

normally the stage time is pretty limited and today wasnt any different
red is a few songs in when the stage manager signals him that he has 1 joint left

THIS N***A SAYS I GOT 1 SONG LEFT... WHAT YALL THINK?

so the crowd goes wild ofcourse. redman keeps going. he does 2 more joints and the stage manager walks on stage to tell him he NEEDS to quit. what does redman do? he jumps off the (high ass) stage into the crowd

NANANANANANA YOU CANT GET ME HERE

they cut off his dj's sound
he keeps going
they cut off his mic
he keeps yelling up in the crowd
they couldnt even put the next act on stage cause the crowd was going wild all around redman

eventually he gave up and walked off

later on i saw redman laying somewhere on the ground wasted off his ass

book material for real
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Aja (trianglist extrodinare)
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The Good Ol' OKP Days

*reminisces*
He and his choir came out a few times to my church (back home) to minister/sing.

Side-story: back then, me and my friends thought that Issac was so foine! (Isaac Carree was one of JPK's tenors and very, very animated. He got a lot of shine in the Lily In the Valley album. LOL! I said "shine"!! I'm so goofy.) He's in gospel group "Men Of Standard" now. I got a polaroid with me and Isaac all hugged up. Chile, I use'ta think that "really meant something" back then...
So young... so naiive...

Moving along: One particluar time John P. Kee came to my church was on a Friday afternoon. He was on tour and CAU's (Clark Atlanta University) gospel choir, IVOF (International Voices Of Faith) were the opening choir for that run. (I met a lot of my current friends that night, as CAU is my alma mater). I knew that I also had to sing that night too, because my youth choir was opening for IVOF. (I was in the youth choir as a soprano, lead singer and choir director.)

The thick of it: that morning, I had tinted my hair green (Don't ask; I was like, 15 years old) and I totally forgot that I had done it cuz you couldn't really SEE the green unless I was in the sunlight. So I rushed straight home from school and got dressed. The youth choir was asked to wear white that night, so I put on my favorite fancy-shmansy white pageant dress with the sequence and flowy material and stuff, cuz I KNEW Isaac was gonna be there.

I pulled my hair into a french roll and stuck the little tiny pearls along the tuck/fold with bobby pins ('cuz that's how we did it back home... country, I know). I still didn't notice the green, cuz there's no direct sunlight in my bathroom at home, so I headed out to the church, ready to see Isaac again.

Now, my church is old school and they didn't belive in tellin' you in advance about just about anything. So when they asked me to direct the choir that night, I obliged. So far, so good. So after our choir sang, I went to the ladies' room to freshen up and get some water. So I'm walkin' towards the sanctuary doors, about to go back inside and one of the girls from JPK's choir stops me and said, "You were really good!" I was all proud and I said, "Thanks! I can't wait to see you guys!" And she says, "Hey, is it me or is your hair green?"




*dead embarrased*




I haven't tinted/dyed my hair since.

this shit is hilarious!

ive met keith several times and its a lot to tell full stories cause the shit is just incredibly weird with him heres the highlights:

- him asking me if i agreed that the apples in the backstage were a nice green

- randomly getting a shoelace as a 'gift' and being told to cherish it

- him refusing to sign a fan's dr. dooom's album saying it wasnt him

- one time he requested a venue to put big screens on stage. during the show he played porn while handing out those 'nice green' apples to ppl in the crowd

he threw sandwich bags in the crowd

had a gang of em

the sandwich bags had chicken wings in them

wow.

WOW

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He looks determined without being ruthless
Something heroic in this man, there's a courage about him
Doesn't look like a killer
Comes across so calm, acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
~

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When a White kills a Black, it's Riot time.
When a Black kills a White, it's execution time.
When a Black kills a Black, it's Miller time!
- Good Old Jesse Jackson

lol@:

"my mom suspected something b/c "she" had a deep voice on the phone"

"I ended up socking him in the mouth because he was crying and shit"

there's such a thing as 'shit you needed to keep to yaself'.


peace & blessings,

x.

sigless for the summer, y'all.

TOTALLY WORTH IT

This show was part of the tour in support of the release of Midnight Marauders and Buhloone Mindstate. At this particular show we had Souls of Mischief (who had just come out with 93 Til Infinity), The Alkaholiks (in support of 21 & Over), De La and Tribe.

So, Tribe is onstage, well into their set. They're performing the new material as well as songs from "Peoples Instinctive Travels..." and "Low End Theory". The Warfield at the time allowed people to sit in the balconies which were side stage view, literally above the speakers on stage. So, ATCQ are performing Scenario and this cat who was seated in the balcony, who reasonably resembled Busta Rhymes, decides to climb out of the balcony and onto the speaker. He then begins to East coast Stomp, and the crowd not knowing the wiser believe it to be Busta. Suddenly Q-Tip is motioning for the guy to get down off the speaker. The cat refuses and continues to get wilder. Q-Tip then proceeds to grab the mic stand and swings at homeboys feet. The dude moves to avoid the stand and jumps down towards Q-Tip. That's when all hell breaks loose. Tip and this cat start scrappin' on stage and Tip is getting the best of him. Phife then proceeds to egg the crowd on "Say beat that asssssssssssssss" and it becomes a call and response thing. Then, all of the sudden, Tip has dude on the floor/stage and from out of nowhere, here comes Pos from stage left, and from what I recall, left his feet and landed with a foot square to dudes head.

The venue cut the music and mics and ended the show abruptly. Later that night the groups went to KMEL and made a public apology for their behavior on the Wake Up Show.


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- mos giving out crackerjack rings to white b*tches on tour?
- guru on some reverse male groupie ish?
- MOP at the petting zoo?
- ?uest dotitoes talking to him in the bathroom while tribe breaks up?
- jada getting sonned?
- some r&b ni&&a can't even afford a three piece (of chicken, not suit)?
- meth jumping off telephone poles and kicking ninjas in the chest?
- redman being redman?
- fatlip? whooaaaaa.

this post is on some other level shit. i should have known with all the industry and quasi-industry heads that some charlie murphy shit had no choice but to be hilarious, but this has exceeded my wildest expectations.

somebody should read these on video and put it on youtube (or mtv) like that anonymous mfer who came out to snitch on mike vick.

this would be about a 2hour special. on some DIY tv shit.

okp needs a television station. just take the best posts and narrate them shits (or illustrate them, like adwhizz's cartoon idea). and create shorts. and figure out a way to cop advertising revenue off it.




peace & blessings,

x.

sigless for the summer, y'all.

thanks to all who posted up them hillharious stories

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So this is when Black Sheep's 2nd LP was set to come out and they still had a nice buzz. They were at this place called Shelter (don't know if its still open) and I wasn't living that far away at the time.

I'm doing street promotions for some big labels and I see Dres and Chi come out the club...the STREETS GO FUCKING NUTS! It's some girls cold grabbing they titties and all that.

Then LL comes right behind them and nothing. Zilch...it got quiet. So LL grabs me by my shoulder hard as fuck and at the top of his lungs was like "DO YOU SEE THESE BITCHES NOT SCREAM FOR ME?? I AM FUCKING LL COOL J!!!!". I just smacked his hand off, he apologized and goes "man it's just been a rough time at the label" and proceeds to hug me full arms and all and asks if I want to hang with his people that night.

I declined.

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My homeboy knew this cat that used to run with dude

and he said that Foxx used to take ol boy around
they had a camcorder

and he would battle ninjas


so he would go 1st
and soon as they started





he would knock em the fuck out
one punch

he said somewhere its an 8 hour tape of Bumpy dropping niggas

Draped in black and with the face-mask and everything? Fucking ninjas?

Wow.

i would watch it all day every day

not a rapper, I know...anyway I was a runner back in the day at a radio show in DC (Mya, Beenie Man, Cam'ron, Three 6 Mafia, etc., etc.)At soundcheck BM is geekin' out he needs some smoke before they go back to the hotel. Instead of lookin like a narc I get a security guard to hook me up w/a weed man he knows.

Sec. Guard: What u got on you?
Weed Man: (not audible)
Sec. Guard: Beenie Man needs something
Weed Man: (excited) BEENIE MAN!?!
Sec. Guard: Yea n!gga, Beenie Man. Come down to the club

I Get to the hotel where the artist are staying to drop off the smoke, step out the elevator and the whole floor is FILLED w/smoke. It was like some Cheech & Chong sh!t, you could barely see your hand in front of your face, you couldn't see to the other end of the hallway. So at the end of the night when I'm filling out my expense report I put down:
"$40.00 - Medicine for Beenie Man"

....damn

I was a runner at a reggae concert up here, Morgan Heritage, Shaggy, Beenie Man were the top artists

Beenie really likes M&Ms lol

29 June 2007

so i got hella stories about rappers since i used to book/promote hip hop shows as well as promote for labels here in seattle...but this one is probably the best:

so we book A-Trak and Obscure Disorder for this show at the old I-Spy. this was right after A-Trak had become the youngest DMC/ITF Champ ever. somehow we totally forget that the day of this show is like the saturday during Folklife Festival. i mean, i'd be surprised if there was 30 people in the whole building...everyone was at Folklife. so the show ends and me and my dudes drive A-Trak and OD back to their hotel to chill. We're getting ready to leave when i hear some girls next door being hella loud so i'm like "yo we should just go knock on their door and see if we can join the party, get some pussy". so the dude from OD, Troy Dunnit and me go knock on their door and this dude opens the door and Troy is like "yo, you having a party in here? we're from out of town and we just finished doing this show and are lookin to kick it...we're staying right next door" and the white dude was like "yeah come on in!!!" LMAO. so the rest of my crew and OD hear that we can come over so they all come in to the room and they got like 3 cases of Natty ice and jaeger and shit, the typical frat party type drinks but the good thing is there's 4 chicks in there and two dudes (3 of the chicks were kinda bangin and the other was aight). so they offer us all drinks and shit and we start drinkin listenin to music...these kids were up from Oregon State for the weekend just to kick it...Obscure Disorder, these kind of tough seeming black dudes is doing Jaeger Bombs with these frat kids and shit, hilarious. I ask the one white dude "yo so are these your girlfriends up in here" and he's like "naw we're all just friends" *pussy lightbulb goes off*. so they ask OD what show they just did and when they said they were rappers the exoticism started: lol...the white dudes were jockin more than the girls (tho the girls were open because they were rappers AND black)...white dudes were like "yo bust some rhymes for us" so Troy rapped and the guys were like "TOTALLY DUUUUDE!!!" and the girls were SPRUNG (and in our heads we're laughing cuz in the pantheon of rappers, Obscure Disorder barely registers). so obviously as the night starts to wind down and people are trying to hook up...and wouldn't you know them white boys drank themselves to sleep. so we're all in their room and the girls is feelin A-Trak (cuz he ain't really said shit all night except laugh so they thinking he's cute and mysterious) but he's sittin in the corner like he's afraid of pussy (i was mad cuz none of em was feelin me). like they are making it obvious and he's cowering from the pussy. so Troy and the other cat from OD convince two of these chicks to walk the hall w/ them and they end up in "our" (OD's) room and after they are gone awhile the friend who was really trying to get at A-Trak starts to wonder where they are. now, i know where they are but i say "i'll go check on them" so i head over to the other room and the bathroom door is shut but i don't hear shit so i'm like "maybe they ain't in here" to myself when i notice the balcony is open but the drapes is closed so i kinda stick my ear to the opening and i hear moaning so i'm like aight...but i had to piss so on my way back out i turn the knob and push the bathroom door open and it slams against this blonde's leg and all i see is Troy's legs sittin on the toilet and her head between them bobbin'. right then i went back to their room and grabbed my homie and boned out. A-Trak came back into OD's room and crashed (pussy-less).

the funniest part was these kinda hardcore rappers partying with these frat people and these girls basically getting ran for the fuck of it cuz they were rappers (and HARDLY famous ones at that). Edit: and A-Trak kinda being scared of pussy.

i should tell the one about Naughty By Nature AT an actual frat party (and somehow Jamal Crawford ended up there that night too).

When i worked for a major retailer, there were always instores at the main centre i worked at.

Ja rule had one coming, and it was just after the hit singles with Ashanti were happening (i think it was around the 2000-2001 time)

Before he was to do the instore signing, he was to meet & greet some staff as well as some people who won a radio contest to meet him.

Outside, there are a good 500 people waiting to get in to get there chance to see him, so the mood is very electrified as the interest is very high.

I get word that he will be coming from the back of the building and could I wait around the backdoor with some security to see his 'entourage' goes to the right areas.

The alleyway is one gritty ass place where they found someone dead a month prior, but they knew there was no other way he could come in (the front entrance was off of a major street, as well they were afraid that the crowd would be outta hand if they saw him come in)

They ended up having to hire security to actually comb through the alleyway (which was a good stretch) and make sure there was no one there and that it was secured.

Again, the alleyway was known for dealings, bums passed out, quick
hooker tricks, violent assaults, muggings, etc.

In order to secure this alleyway, it took the security guys about a
good hour to say all was clear. In that hour, the cops were called
when one of the security guys was injured when he was stabbed with a
broken bottle and another guy may have 'poked his foot' with a dirty
needle on the ground...

Sorry, i'm just trying to setup the kind of day that it was.

Anyhow, when all was clear, the limo pulls up to the back, and I say
this with no joking... like a cheech and chong movie, when the door
opens, a huge cloud of smoke comes out of the limo, almost like there
was a smoke machine inside.

Again, i guess it's the posse rule, no artist ever travels alone or with a few people. there must've been a good 12-14 people in that limo who were with him. Mind you, not one was record label related.

Back to the story, once they all come out, i tell them to follow me to this waiting room/area to relax and brief them on what's going on.

As they settle in and start chomping on the food and drinks provided,
One of his label handlers asks me how does the buzz look,
I tell him that the crowd is growing and an hour ago there were 500 people already in line and that there about 20 people from a radio contest as well as staff waiting to meet him.

His face seems relieved and says, "great, this is going to be a good one... um... I need to share a few ja rule ground rules so u know what ur working with"

I'm like, of course, tell me what we can do or not do to make this good for both parties.

The label guy proceeds to explain how many autographs he'll sign, what time he'll be leaving, etc...

Then he says, "....um... oh yeah... one more important point.."

I'm like okay.... he says, "make sure that no one addresses ja rule as shorty.."

I'm like, do u mean like 'what's up shorty?'... like slang for buddy??

he's like... 'uh.. kinda yes and no..'

I'm like okay... what gives...

He says that ja rule is very sensitive about his height and at the last instore a few days back, he straight punched some 17yr old kid for saying, 'whaddup shorty'..

oooohhhhh.... i thought.. that would be a nightmare for us if anything happened as having 'urban' acts do instores was at that time very hard to do based on bad perceptions of past events.

Of course, i couldn't stop anybody from saying that as i can't police so many people and make a point like that.

So i pass the message on as best as i can and it seems like we might be okay until.... the radio winners get there meet and greet..

I'd say about 15 of them came through and ja rule was cool with them and nobody said two words to him but 'I love ur album.. ur hot.. blah blah.."

until... this smart ass kid who comes up... knows not to say anything like that... steps to ja and says, 'what's up shorty!!'

ja looks at me directly and says, 'who dis n***a think he talkin' to?'

I go blank... I can already picture one of the chairs in the office flying towards this kid and a huge melee swarming in this area..

Like a helping hand from up above, ja's cellphone rings and he picks up. turns out it's his (i believe was his wife) significant other and he ends up arguing with her on the phone about something and just walks away to the back... meanwhile his 'entourage' tells me if this kid isn't taken out of here, they're gonna fuck up this place and burn it down...

long story short, ja does the instore without a hitch... no melee or burnings went down... and the kid ended up getting a pic with ja... that's another story unto itself....

aahhh the good ol' days... lol

point to remember... if u see ja rule, don't throw a 'what's up shorty'..

I don't like to make light of what could be a problem to some, but i've got one story about guru.

I remember being part of the studio audience of a live 'music tv show'.

it was back around '98 and Gangstarr were just about to release 'Moment of Truth'.

So they were guests of this show for the hour and would also do some performances in between the videos shown, etc.

The show commences and guru and primo come out, the crowd cheers and the host asks varying questions to both of them.

when they'd cut to a video or commercial, gangstarr were chilling out on set waiting for the next on air time.

Mind you, the audience was 'around' the peforming area, kinda like u could almost touch them at anytime.

Anyways, the shows going good and i'm really close to guru and kinda geeked to get a dap from him.

I wait for the next commercial break and he's standing around and I call out guru to see if he'll come my way.

He sees me and starts walking my way then almost falls flatfaced to the ground... u hear a 'ooohhh' from the crowd, but he gains his balance and catches himself.

he comes over and i say the regular stuff.. big fan of ur music... blah blah blah...

guru was a good 3 feet from me and i couldn't believe the smell of booze that came out of him.

He came up to me and gave me a pound and kinda slurred a few words which i didn't catch.. but i smiled and nodded..

After this break, they were going to perform one of their new cuts and I thought to myself... damn... one of my heroes is going to embarrass himself in front of millions...

He had to have been so plastered that I figured he would adlib over the vocal cut.

...i kid u not... when the floor director starts the countdown to come back from commercial... 3...2...1... GO!

...a few words are exchanged between primo and the host, then they get ready to perform 'you know my steez'..

guru nailed that song and performed effortlessly.. then they proceeded to do a quick medley of their big hits and the crowd loved it.

my buddy who was with me looked at me and said, 'damn...u look like ur in awe... r u happy to have been able to meet them??"

i was like.. yeah i'm happy to meet them, but i can't believe that guru just killed it when he's so drunk that he could barely walk/talk just 5 minutes ago!!!

Damn... I guess 'other substances' do bring out the best out of creative folks... sigh...lol

I wonder if he did all his shit under the influence!!

and how he was out of hand at a show in seattle right before The Ownerz dropped? i lived that incident. i was involved (though not as much as my boy)...but i won't recount it unless asked because Guru has been bashed here enough, hasn't he?

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they let everyone into the main room about 11pm
of course I go straight to the front and find all my okps
jsun, will, squueg, ghaz, donnie, and eric
we got the front middle part of stage all hemmed up


'11:45 first opening act comes on. they were pretty good
12:15 2nd act come on. TERRIBLE
it was a black Jon Cena, he got booed a bit.
some people showed him love
12:45 third act called swollen members, they were okay

all this time people are like where the fuck is ghostface yo
getting aggravated. he's not even there yet
so the djay plays music for like another 25 minutes or so
everyone is thinking ghost is next. NOPE

these ghetto dirty looking niggas with hardly no teeth come out
they doing some real crucial conflict sounding shit
all of a sudden we hear "the roc is in the building"
oh shit...

these ricans bum rush the stage with this skinny ass little
rican rapper named "true life"
they do a few whack songs and dude starts talking shit like
"yeah, jay-z just signed me, I'm the hottest thing on the streets in NY"
blah blah blah

then made the biggest mistake he could have ever made....

this fool and his crew start singing this whack song saying
"new york, new york new york, new york!"
come on doggie
a ghostface crowd in the Chi ain't trying to hear that shit

so the crowd is already annoyed and they come with the NY bs
people started booing loud as hell, but it really was whack

so they get mad as they were leaving the stage
a guy in his crew get on the mic "fuck yall hating niggas"
and he throws water all over the crowd
all hell broke loose

about 10 people from the crowd just started throwing all type of shit at them
so ole boy "true life" goes to talk shit to the crowd and "plink" "bam"!
somebody threw a beer bottle and got a direct hit right in his fucking face
right in his nose and between his forehead
his crew really got mad then

I was on the other side (thankfully)
from what it looked like it was a huge brawl full of broken glass and wounds
it was a mess.
of course through all of this we loose our spots in the front but we still
managed to be on the side directly in the front
people started to leave cause we just knew the show would be cancelled after that bs

finally at 1:45am ghostface finally hit the stage
the energy was different after all the waiting and fight with true life
near the end of the performance ghost says he wants some ladies up on stage
lawd...
it was only like 20 women in the damn concert
they come right up to me and make me come on stage
I didn't want to, but they made me.

so I get on the stage, it's like me and 3 other black girls
the rest was those non-dancing ass boho white chicks
so ghost says when the music comes on I want yall to shake yall asses
booo...

the music drops and it's the "tommy matola lives on the rooooaad" song
so I danced along and all of a sudden capadonna come up behind me dancing on me
I was so uncomfortable. I just wanted to get off that stage!


so like 3 songs went by and i'm still on stage, Cap keeps dancing with me...
wow it was a mess lol
finally the show was over a 3am
blood was everywhere outside and shit

for really tho

lol

i was at a mos def concert a few years and, and i got backstage and i started talking to this light skin, heavy looking dude and i go "how'd you get backstage?"

and he goes "im mos' limo driver."

i go "oh yeah, howd you get that job?"

he was like "ah me and mos go way back, hes a cool dude, ive been his limo driver for while"

so we continue to talk, and i ask:

"how long have you been a limo driver before that?"

he laughs and goes "im just joking with you, my name is maceo, im from a group called 'de la soul'"

and he was.

*takes L of life*

>i was at a mos def concert a few years and, and i got
>backstage and i started talking to this light skin, heavy
>looking dude and i go "how'd you get backstage?"
>
>and he goes "im mos' limo driver."
>
>i go "oh yeah, howd you get that job?"
>
>he was like "ah me and mos go way back, hes a cool dude, ive
>been his limo driver for while"
>
>so we continue to talk, and i ask:
>
>"how long have you been a limo driver before that?"
>
>he laughs and goes "im just joking with you, my name is maceo,
>im from a group called 'de la soul'"
>
>and he was.
>
>*takes L of life*

anchor. archive.

I'll put them up tomorrow.

Well, I know many folks will never seem to let go of the fact that Greater Washington's biggest rap act was these guys (I'm kidding, I think?). Anyway, I used to work in Iverson Mall, a sort of legendary shopping "mecca" for all things hood.

I'm up at my retail job and two of the dudes from QA where up there trying to get some PA Tapes (live gogo band tapes) but I had some "specials" I would sell on the side to just make a little change apart from the store. So I asked them to meet me at my car. They see I had bud to sell and one of the cats was asking if I could "tick" him a bag and he'll pay be back when he gets his royalty check. I told him no and he just starts barking on me talking about he famous and all that and that he got bitches and just really starts kirking on me for no real reason I can surmise other than he really really wanted to get high that night.

So we're walking back to the Mall, and I just wanted to make this tape sale and be out since I was still on the clock. Some dudes rolled up in this Pathfinder jount and was like "Ain't ya'll niggas in that rap group with the look away song"....D was like "yeah" and someone in the back I never did get to see was like "YALL SOME BAMMAS LIKE SHIT" and they sped off. I mean young...it was just a bad day for them niggas.

Few months later, they did a show at this firehouse in Oxon Hill and got booed so bad, one of them looked like he was about to cry.

for weed credit by you (which is hilarious in its own right -- "at the la spots i got credit" (c) thought).

and then random dudes call 'em bammas and speed off. LOL.

and they getting booed in oxon hill firehouses??? bwahahahahaha.

granted, i know firsthand, its hard as hell to be a rapper in the urrea. but still. rofl.

peace & blessings,

x.

sigless for the summer, y'all.

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>dudes rolled up in this Pathfinder jount and was like "Ain't
>ya'll niggas in that rap group with the look away song"....D
>was like "yeah" and someone in the back I never did get to see
>was like "YALL SOME BAMMAS LIKE SHIT" and they sped off.

aside from lowbudget's production (and production only) they were the best thing that your area produced.

Again, to DC area people, especially anyone born after '75-77 would appreciate this.

Fat Rodney (RIP) was quite easily the best GoGo rapper of our time. Even better than Stinky Dink (who hadn't signed his Luke Records deal yet). I used to hang with these niggas who lived up Top of The Hill apartments (little ghetto ass apartments but it was a rack of youngins in there AT ALL TIMES) so it was the spot to get you a bussdown/jumpoff/beatpiece/etc.

One night as we're all shooting dice and doing whatever young boys do, Fat Rodney comes through and asked did we know anyone who had some boat (PCP). My man Black was connected with all the dirty niggas in the apartments so he had a connect and hooked Rodney up. We stay down there about a hour and Fat Rodney's boy/driver/whoever was HOPPED UP on boat and was just jonin' really hard on Rodney. Then they started slapboxing and his man was gettin out on him and then just suddenly stole him for no reason. Why Rodney ain't steal him back is STILL beyond me but when they left, we laughed about that shit for a good 2 hours. He stole him dead in his lip.


James Funk...oh boy. Now, Funk wasn't a rapper per se but he was the lead talker for the hottest Go-Go band of the early 90s, Rare Essence. I was doing whatever little dirt I was doing in Carriage Hill Apartments (where my then GF lived) and just associating with the knuckleheads. He comes through LOOKING BAD and at this point, his long-rumored crack cocaine habit was not known to me. Everyone kept saying "young, that's funk from essence" and I kept seeing this raggedy pipehead looking nigga and saying to myself this can't be that nigga...so I went up to him and ask "young, my man say you James Funk from Essence. Is he bullshittin'?" Now Funk had a really high funny voice on stage but what fucked me up is that he talked like he did on stage in person so it kinda fucked me up for a good long while cause he was scratching himself and going "HA YEAH" everyone 2 seconds real loud. Then he asked me if I could buy him a Big Bite at the 7-11 down the block. I did that shit...and he just walked towards the SouthEast line and that was it.

Shit was surreal.

so a friend of mine is interviewing him and they are at a loft for a photo shoot

and odb is running and sliding in his socks up and down the wooden floors


and then sliding on his butt...


she keeps trying to ask him questions and he keeps saying

uhhh hold on a sec

lemme get this last slide on


she said it was like babysitting

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I can't remember the year...maybe late 99, early 2000. This was like the heyday of OKP. Common has this special jam session @ the now defunct Wetlands. Basically it was going to be him and his band, A Black Girl Named Becky. And he was gonna perform some songs and have some special guests. I'm front and fucking center for this show as Common was, and still is, one of my favorite emcees of all time. The stage at Wetlands wasn't real high or anything. Maybe a foot off of the ground. So you could be RIGHT THERE if you were in front.

I was there w/ OKP old school legend TheGoodReverendDrJ. J would always bring a tape recorder to shows on some Re-Run taping the Bee Gees shit. He'd just keep it in his knapsack and put it on the floor and it would tape flawlessly. Common goes on and proceeds to go into a really dope freestyle w/ his band backing him. The crowd would yell "woooooo!" whenever he'd say something ill cuz he was coming off the top of the head. At one point he got EXTRA AMPED from the crowd's vibe that he starts swinging his left fist as he raps into the mic w/ his other hand. On about the 3rd fist pump....BANG! Common hits me right in the jaw. Not really hard at all...but enough for me to be stunned for a second.

J bursts into laughter next to me. I laugh cuz J is laughing. But I gather myself and keep rocking. After the freestyle is over, Common looks down by my legs and sees a bottle of water, which was mine. He goes "Yo, that your water? Can I get a sip, man?" So I'm like "YEAH!" and I give it to him. I'm not necessarily gonna drink from the bottle after him but I thought he would at least be courteous and try to give it back. Nope, Common kept the bottle. J breaks into laughter again.

To this day, that story is still referred to as "The night Common punched you and took your water."

And as a little bonus info, we went back and listened to the audio tape that J recorded. When you listen to the freestyle, Common apologizes in his rap for punching me. Something like "Oh man, sorry I ain't mean to hit you." I didn't notice it live because J was laughing so loud and I was still stunned. So he'll always get props for that.

The company I worked for used to work on West 25th Street in Manhattan. One day I stepped out for lunch. I get to the corner of 25th Street and 7th Avenue and recognize Planet Asia standing there. Now I'm not a HUGE Planet Asia fan, but he's done some good stuff. And I figure I'd go up to him and say what's up. I'm sure he doesn't get love like that all the time, unless he's at some underground rap show. This was broad daylight in the Chelsea district. When you go up to meet someone notable, you expect to get a certain standard response like "thanks for the love" or something similar. Not this time. This is how the convo went.

Me: "Planet Asia, correct?"
PA: "Yeah, whattup man?" *big cheesy smile*
Me: "Ain't nothin'...just wanna say hey, you do good work."
PA: *long pause* "Yo, you look JUST like my boy Paco."
Me: "Hmm?"
PA: "I have a homie Paco back home. You look JUST like him."
Me: "Oh...I hope he's cool."
PA: "Hell yea, that's my homie."
Me: "Aaight...so yo, have a good one."
PA: "No doubt...lata."

OK this isn't really about Eminem. But kinda sorta. Back in my high school and early college days, I'd transcribe lyrics out of boredom for OHHLA.com. Didn't get paid or anything. I would just be a rap nerd and play the CD next to my PC and pause/play all night and write these lyrics out. I'd also learn the songs faster by transcribing them. The webmaster of OHHLA.com would include your email address on the top of the lyrics sheet to give you credit for the transcription and so people could email you directly if they found mistakes.

I was a HUGE Eminem fan back in the day. So I transcribed a couple of Slim Shady EP songs and a couple of Slim Shady LP songs. One day I got an email from a concerned mother basically asking me why I write such filth. And that she found my album in her daughter's room and she can't believe that I would not show some responsibility. Kids are impressionable and what not. It was a loooooong email. Very well written and everything.

I only replied w/ 3 words: "I'm not Eminem."

Not a rapper I know, but I'm sure the story was told on here before about how myself, ShinobiShaw, t510, K_A_Wright were on Long Island one night and were feening for some Red Lobster for dinner...for whatever reason. It was a week night so it was slow in the restaurant. Apparently Ashanti and her entire family were feenin' as well as they all walked in and sat 2 booths away. They went at the Cheddar Bay Biscuits like crackheads to the rock. The rest of the night consisted of us cracking jokes at the awe of seeing Ashanti @ Red Lobster (she was really popular at the time) and saying "IT'S MUUUUURDAAAAAAAAAA..." after every sentence.

I think it was back around '96 and i believe it was the smoking grooves tour(??).

The Roots and Fugees were on the same bill at this hotspot called Phoenix.

Now this was the first time I got to see the Roots live and the place was rammed (i'm saying a solid 1,000 people).

Without a doubt, i'd say 85% of the crowd was there to see the Roots.

For whatever reason, the Roots opened up the show to everyone's surprise. We thought they'd of been the headliner.

Anyways, they came on and no joke just blew everyone away.

The crowd was amped, pumping fists, chanting... all the good things for a good live show (the floors were wooden, so when people jumped at the same time the whole floor felt like it was bouncing up and down).

After the performance, the crowd was buzzing like hell and i was mesmerized.

So everybody's milling about and then the next show starts and the fugees come on.

Keep in mind, this was when the score was out for like 4-6 mths and they were getting bigger with some of the hits.

A long story short, they play and that was the first time wyclef had a guitar on him. Again, up to that point, i'd never see him with a guitar in hand and he looked like he just picked it up a few weeks earlier by the way he was playing.

So they go into their repertoire and the crowd is kinda just gazing at them.

In between songs, wyclef says, 'okay everybody.. can anybody let me know what's the hottest song in land?'

Everybody starts throwing out different groups/songs that were on the charts at the time.

Wyclef then looks frustrated and says, 'you know what, you guys are some ignorant mufuckas... i don't even think we should continue playing for y'all.."

BOOM... he throws the mic down on the stage and starts walking off the stage.

Everyone is like.. WTF?? Is he for real or is he fucking around?

Lauryn on the mic says, 'yo wyclef...give 'em another chance.. they don't know what time it is... let's teach the people'

At this point, it's silent and people are kinda just watching what's gonna transpire.

Wyclef starts making his way back to the stage... then wyclef comes on the mic and says, 'in case y'all don't know... killing me softly has just become the #1 single'

After that, they start to play that single.. meanwhile i'm in the crowd with friends and we're like.. who the fuck do they think they are?? people came here for the Roots.. we hung around just to see what they had to offer.

Anyways, as they're playing, the crowd starts chanting to them.. you suck... get off the stage... etc..

Now I know why they didn't let anyone keep their beer bottles with them.

when we came in, they put ur beer in plastic cups.. that was the first time i seen that at that venue.

good thing they did, b/c i guarantee u that people would've pelt bottles at them.

Anything and everything u could think of was being thrown at them, but nothing of weight.

Since that day, i can't stand the fugees and people we talk to still can't figure out why the roots were not the headliners for that show.

We know how big the fugees became, but keep in mind at that time they were bubbling and there crowd was not the same as the roots.

as told to me by another rapper...

it's like 1998 or 1999 something like that
him and his partner are at Loud/RCA records talking to some excutives about getting signed
halfway through the meeting they hear a big ass BOOM

4 niggas bust through the door with masks on their faces holding big ass machine guns that you see in Brazil or something yo

one of the dudes takes off his mask and says to homeboy (the rapper)" Excuse me son, no disrespect to you and your meeting but we need to holla at this cracker about some unfinished business."

Low and behold it was RZA lol
the other ones masked were Redman, Method, ODB, and I think...he said UGod too. can't remember

Apprently they had all been living in one ragedy house out in Staten Island regardless to the fact WuTang Forver had sold many many copies
they hadn't recieved a dime from the label and they was HOT about their money

Basically the rapper and his homeboy was excused off to the side while they watched them demand the white dude to write them a check for a million dollars or some crazy amount

they had everybody in the office on the floor with their hands behind their back. as the story goes the dude who wrote the check quit the next day and the label was bankrupt before the incident even happened lol

so i'm guessing that check might not have went through
I would pay good money to know what finally happened

I was one of the event models at his listening party last year
and one of the things we had to do was dance on stage with him as they played the album
so basically Snoop is up there dancing having a good time then all of a sudden he jumps behind the stage where the photographers can't see him

he starts making a big fuss about somebody bringing him his jacket
nobody can find his jacket so I'm think this must be like a really expensive jacket that somebody stole. I'm like he's gonna be pissed that somebody took it. It became this big emergency throughout the whole venue to find Snoop's jaacket

after like 45 minutes of them hunting the shit down, announcing threats on the speaker to whoever stole this special jacket, somebody finds the jacket...

come to find out all that fool wanted was his blunts out the pocket
he gave the jacket away to fan in the crowd

haha

My homeboy decided to throw his own concert
it was a good idea in theory but was not executed properly
he had connections to get the talent but that was it

there was virtually no promotion for the event so only like 100 people showed up in big ass concert hall
basically Lupe was the headliner for the concert so everyone who did come was there to see them

I was helping out backstage with whining ass Consequnce
when Lupe shows up to talk to the homeboy about performing
Homeboy tells Lupe oh nobody really showed up so I can't pay you
Lupe bounced and didn't perform like fuck yall niggas if you ain't got my money

homeboy had to come out and tell the 100 people that did pay their 30 dollars for a ticket that Lupe wasn't coming out
boy if people carried tomatoes to concerts he would have been in bad shape lol
had that been me I would whooped his ass for my 30 dollars

so Camp-Lo performed at the same concert that the homeboy put on
afterwards we all go out to a club called Divine on the northside of Chicago

so Cheebah proceeds to get hella fucked up at the bar
the homie Bryce Wilson is driving us all around in this huge Suburban truck and we are ready to leave cause the spot was shutting down

we are all in the truck except Cheebah
we can't find him anywhere
so we start driving around looking for him

we finally found him in the alley next to the club kissing up on this chick that I SWEAR looked like Kim from the Parkers
she had a bogus blond weave microbraids, long nails with designs on all over them and and a bootydo (stomach sticking out more than her booty do)
she was just a hot mess all together
it reminded me of Friday when Smokey thought he was gonna me "Janet Jackson"

smh
Bryce clowned that fool all the way to the next spot
in fact at the next spot we couldn't even get in cause they all had on nikes
they wasn't even trying to hear that these dudes were some rappers

Now just around 95, The Wu hung in DC with a bunch of us NGE brothers. The name of the crew used to be House of Hunan which later became Begga Clan (and also known as the Beggaz; Begga Immortals). Anyway, they would come to build with the brothers in DC and since we were all somewhat family, they would come lounge a lot.

It was Rakeem Allah (rza), 60 Sec, Masta Killa, Rae and a gang of other niggas that either rapped or were holding something. And this nigga, who talks exactly like any imitation that's been done of him, just starts jonin' on niggas. I mean viciously. Some nigga in there that was part of the DC faction had on some fake timbos and EVERY NIGGA IN THERE was going in on him (except me -- I was kinda a newborn so I kinda played the back). Niggas was going for all kinds of low blows and then this nigga finally had a good comeback when he called RZA "MushMouth Allah".

That just woke the RZA up and he called that nigga MoonBoots Supreme and all kinds of shit that'd only be funny to NGE niggas but that night, I laughed harder than I wanted to. Said that nigga had on cupcakesberlands. Wow...Father Lord (RIP) said some funny shit that night too.