*doing the Harlem Shake to expel chill pill from esophagus*

Thoughtfully yours,

Spirit Equality

MAY IS "J.U.I.C.E. IS ILL AS HELL" MONTH. GET THIS MAN'S MATERIAL BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY.

"Sincerely"
When I design rhyme in daylight
Or primetime I stay tight
I walk the fine line
between an emcee and a playwright
I represent the underground world, it's a unique scene
There's no record deals, no videos and street teams
I do shows to keep green
I know I'm not a star man,
I'm signed to myself
And my mic's my A&R man
In double nine I guess it's just a sign of the times
The spotlight that I've been looking for is finally mine
I never thought about the dough when I'm designing my rhyme
As long as I can reach my peoples over vinyl I'm fine
It ain't about that
I opened up for cats who ain't as dope as me
While I ripped the flow, they lip synched the show hopelessly
From Heaven I was sent to the game to entertain
I may never pimp that '75 ta cop that blue Range Rover
But even if I don't remain sober
I'ma score double digits
till the fuckin' games over

- J.U.I.C.E. (from '99), "Sincerely"

ps: COMICS ARTIST NEEDED!!!!!!!! INBOX ME!!!!!

http://www.mp3.com/miscellaneousflux -
Just listen, you will believe...

"In the first forty years of the twentieth century, about half of all
blacks who were killed, were killed by law enforcement." - Tim Wise, shocking statistic of the moment

"Smack it up, Flip It, Rub It Down.. OH NOOOO!! - This always intrigued me. What horrible catastrophe was caused by rubbing it down? If he just stopped after flipping it could this tragedy have been avoided?" - jsmooth995, LOL of the month