Sunday, November 18, 2007

Beefcake

"Muhfuckas done took the day off to see this shit...." - J*Surin (MMA Fighter/CoWorker)


You would think that the week of thanksgiving is all about football and shit. Not in the 07' though. Know this, on Tuesday, The SoD and H20 got some shit to settle and I'm well prepared on my side. I took the time I had off to work on my striking and high kicks. (Thanks to someone I have opened my hips quite a bit since last you dig?) I could already kick, but not high and controlled. I was put through the wringer trying to get it right. Now that I did, someone just might catch a CroCop unexpectedly. I did say I was looking to knockout instead of submit so maybe it just might happen. On the other hand, my ground game is vicious so no worries there. I just hope I don't get caught, last thing I need is to be on the receiving end of a good right. It's reality that it just might happen, but the Capricorn in me stays confident that I'll win.

Good always overcomes evil.

My Pats still running shit, and my Celtics are not that far behind. Seeing that BC is number 17 hopefully they wake up. Not their fault though as the BCS is like the worst ranking system in all sports. With only two losses, it sucks that they are overshadowed by teams who don't even have a strong conference yet are in the top 5. Funny what a couple of losses will do to you. Just know that we are going for the Championship next week, and no disrespect to my people's in VA, but we gon' fuck yall up.

The book is almost done (yay) and to the people constantly asking for a shout out and shit go head'. I can't put everyone in there that helped inspire me simply because there's too many. I can however say that there just might be a poem dedicated to each and every person I know that has been there for me through this whole process. From my first poem and on. Alot of yall is special to me, don't let this book be your way of figuring out how special you are. You dig?

This Friday its Club Charisma in Hartford, day after Thanksgiving. Big up B*Child for hosting LoveJones Cafe this past Wednesday. I see you are doing it big and I have your book which is fire I must say. It's gon' be something to slam with you. Can't wait to get it on. Speaking of which, we should get together for a duet on the CD. I can see us doing Field's Finest ala BIG and Hov. We'll see though, time will tell.

T*Baby, ain't no falling off, shit is tighter that buttcheeks on a hot day, nothing but straight crack.

K*, take your time and do you....it don't matter if you write in years, we here and not going anywhere. Besides, any of these fucks stopping life just to look and not talk are lost in the sauce anyway. You know the lurks be out there, fuck em, and us if you have to. Sheeeeit, you got big thangs goin' hate it or love it, the matrix is what you make of it dig me???

On that note I'm out.

3:25 in the first round....KO (by high kick :D )

The SoD

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

got you, and trust va is not studying. we are studyin that bag of squish so give it up, punk.