"You just might get what you wish for...." - Many people around the world
So, I decided to lay low for awhile and take a step back from things to work on my things. With that said, I look at all that I have accomplished in this little bit of time and to see where I'm at.... well:
Half of the album is complete
The book needs work
My knees are going to shit
My body is back to where it should be
Pork is not on the menu anymore
I smile at alot still
School starts in spring
and bitch ass niggas are still, well, bitch ass niggas.
To start, I would like to say Merry Christmas to all, and to those who don't celebrate, enjoy the day off.
To end, just know that in the 08' I can only hope for 5 good things:
1. My Pats go all the way, and further address to the rest of the world that NO ONE is fucking with New England.
2. Uncle Sam kisses rather than kicks my ass in taxes this year.
3. The album complete, and with hope sells out where sold.
4. We get shit right with voting this time around.
5. People understanding who they really are so the rest of us can move on with our fucking lives.
That includes you, Mr. Bush, Barry Bonds, Roger Clemens, Whitney Houston, Bobby Brown, Britney Spears, Joe "I am really a rapist bitch nigga" from MD, Harpo from the Color Purple, and Darius from Family Matters (heard you and Superhead back together and married...dummy).
yeah I'm talking to you. get at me if you need to. I'm ready for anything.
Two guns up bitches.
I'm out.
SoD
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
P.T.S.D (Post Thanksgiving Special Delivery)
"Remind me again not to ever piss you off..." - Angel/CoWorker
1:40 second round TKO by punches. No submissions. Used a full mount and had to eat a right before coming down with the rain. It lasted a good 20 seconds before he gave up and dropped his hands. Once he ate a good left and some elbows it was over. There was blood, but it wasn't mine. Fair to say though he took me down twice. Not hard enough because I instantly locked that ass in guard and worked from there. I had the first round and the second was mine as well. Job done, party over.
So, what have we learned from all of this? Some still and will knuckle up to squash a beef. Most muhfuckas these days shoot first, but I'm not a muhfucka now am I? Before some of yall go and look for some way to shoot down what just happened, lemme remind yall one thing:
I never said I was against unity and the spirit of brotherhood and all that. I never said I was part of any cycle that's killing black men off the face of the earth.
What I said was I have a beef with a former friend, and because of this he and I both chose to fight to settle it. Not some in the streets shit either, somewhere controlled so one doesn't have to grieve over the other. No one gets a call home saying that their man ain't coming. Being almost 30 you learn to overcome and overlook alot of shit. Everyday? I don't think so, even in my young years.
Now it's over, and it's back to reality. Whether we can have a beer and watch football is beyond me. Yet there's a big part of me that's been trying to move on, and now I can.
Hope turkey day was aight for yall, I worked and yeah I was there 15 hours. (You care? Save me a plate)
I'm out
The SoD
1:40 second round TKO by punches. No submissions. Used a full mount and had to eat a right before coming down with the rain. It lasted a good 20 seconds before he gave up and dropped his hands. Once he ate a good left and some elbows it was over. There was blood, but it wasn't mine. Fair to say though he took me down twice. Not hard enough because I instantly locked that ass in guard and worked from there. I had the first round and the second was mine as well. Job done, party over.
So, what have we learned from all of this? Some still and will knuckle up to squash a beef. Most muhfuckas these days shoot first, but I'm not a muhfucka now am I? Before some of yall go and look for some way to shoot down what just happened, lemme remind yall one thing:
I never said I was against unity and the spirit of brotherhood and all that. I never said I was part of any cycle that's killing black men off the face of the earth.
What I said was I have a beef with a former friend, and because of this he and I both chose to fight to settle it. Not some in the streets shit either, somewhere controlled so one doesn't have to grieve over the other. No one gets a call home saying that their man ain't coming. Being almost 30 you learn to overcome and overlook alot of shit. Everyday? I don't think so, even in my young years.
Now it's over, and it's back to reality. Whether we can have a beer and watch football is beyond me. Yet there's a big part of me that's been trying to move on, and now I can.
Hope turkey day was aight for yall, I worked and yeah I was there 15 hours. (You care? Save me a plate)
I'm out
The SoD
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
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
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Twins....Deep Cover 2007
"....you know its' goin down when you get here..." - Smokey Smurf
Someone done went and fucked up the church's money. You damn right, my sister from VA done found me, and yeah we talked last night. Only a prelude of things to come and more posts for that ass. Know this though, when we link up, its normally curtains for the opposition. We two peas in a pod and when you have a combo like us coming to your town, house, or block, just know to hide the kids....this ain't no G rated shit here.
We done been through it, but in the end we always knew how to link up when shit hit the fan. This time she looked for me and found me via myspace. Yeah the shit is good for something I guess...nah, let me stop. I'm promoting my poetry through it and well it's working out for the most part.
On another note my Pats are still undefeated, Boston College with one loss, Celtics undefeated, and well you already know about the Sox. Nuff said and moving on.
It looks like I got some stops to make going down south....yall better have something on my tank!!! Nah, kidding, can't wait, it's on once again.
Aight, gotta run, it's raining and I'm going puddle jumping.
I'm out
The SoD
Someone done went and fucked up the church's money. You damn right, my sister from VA done found me, and yeah we talked last night. Only a prelude of things to come and more posts for that ass. Know this though, when we link up, its normally curtains for the opposition. We two peas in a pod and when you have a combo like us coming to your town, house, or block, just know to hide the kids....this ain't no G rated shit here.
We done been through it, but in the end we always knew how to link up when shit hit the fan. This time she looked for me and found me via myspace. Yeah the shit is good for something I guess...nah, let me stop. I'm promoting my poetry through it and well it's working out for the most part.
On another note my Pats are still undefeated, Boston College with one loss, Celtics undefeated, and well you already know about the Sox. Nuff said and moving on.
It looks like I got some stops to make going down south....yall better have something on my tank!!! Nah, kidding, can't wait, it's on once again.
Aight, gotta run, it's raining and I'm going puddle jumping.
I'm out
The SoD
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Bridge Over Troubled Water....
"When he comes back, yall already know what the deal is...." - My Supervisor
Fuck you pay me....no really fuck you pay me. I don't know how many times I gotta say it but damn, it's the truth ain't it? I'm so sick of the back and forth about the parameters and intangibles about the place in which I work. I come and do my job, those kids got love for me and trust me with their lives. I make it happen for them as if they were mine, take me away from the equation and there is hell up in harlem. Now that I have 3 weeks to think and pursue other projects, I wonder how the fort is holding up. I got a call yesterday that confirmed everything.
"You ready to come back?"
"Why?"
"Cause the kids aren't doing anything until you get here"
"What do you mean?"
"They all are on strike and won't do shit, except eat and play gameboy's, they aren't talking to the staff on your end of the week except Diesel"
"Oh shit for real? Oh, well what you want me to do, go on speaker and address them all?"
"No, you don't have to do that, but it would be helpful for them to hear your voice"
"Then I should be on the clock"
"Good point"
"Nah, it is the point, they knew what they were doing, they broke it, let them fix it."
"You're pissed aren't you?"
"No, disgusted. Can't wait to come back, but still disgusted with the place."
"You got the spot when you get here, I already told the Number 2 that when you come back there's gonna be some issues."
"You don't have to do shit, I'll handle whatever comes, all you do is sit back and watch."
"I see"
"No, you will see soon enough"
and that's that. Fuck you pay me, enough said.
My crew is reaching out from all over, and you know what? It's about to be back on again. I wonder after all this time how much we have grown, and learned. I know I learned alot, both good and bad. It's the way of the world. I still am me for those asking and yeah it's still all good. First stop is the bean to check the second family of mine and then it's down south to make it happen with D*Unit (my sister). All before my b-day and yeah yall, I can't wait for that either.....who cares if it's a month and change away.
We all can dream can't we?
Hey Tbaby* you betta still be celebrating.....
I'm out yall be cool
The SoD
Fuck you pay me....no really fuck you pay me. I don't know how many times I gotta say it but damn, it's the truth ain't it? I'm so sick of the back and forth about the parameters and intangibles about the place in which I work. I come and do my job, those kids got love for me and trust me with their lives. I make it happen for them as if they were mine, take me away from the equation and there is hell up in harlem. Now that I have 3 weeks to think and pursue other projects, I wonder how the fort is holding up. I got a call yesterday that confirmed everything.
"You ready to come back?"
"Why?"
"Cause the kids aren't doing anything until you get here"
"What do you mean?"
"They all are on strike and won't do shit, except eat and play gameboy's, they aren't talking to the staff on your end of the week except Diesel"
"Oh shit for real? Oh, well what you want me to do, go on speaker and address them all?"
"No, you don't have to do that, but it would be helpful for them to hear your voice"
"Then I should be on the clock"
"Good point"
"Nah, it is the point, they knew what they were doing, they broke it, let them fix it."
"You're pissed aren't you?"
"No, disgusted. Can't wait to come back, but still disgusted with the place."
"You got the spot when you get here, I already told the Number 2 that when you come back there's gonna be some issues."
"You don't have to do shit, I'll handle whatever comes, all you do is sit back and watch."
"I see"
"No, you will see soon enough"
and that's that. Fuck you pay me, enough said.
My crew is reaching out from all over, and you know what? It's about to be back on again. I wonder after all this time how much we have grown, and learned. I know I learned alot, both good and bad. It's the way of the world. I still am me for those asking and yeah it's still all good. First stop is the bean to check the second family of mine and then it's down south to make it happen with D*Unit (my sister). All before my b-day and yeah yall, I can't wait for that either.....who cares if it's a month and change away.
We all can dream can't we?
Hey Tbaby* you betta still be celebrating.....
I'm out yall be cool
The SoD
Monday, October 29, 2007
N.E. Heartbreak (Hey they from here too!)
"You know ain't no Yankee fan watching Sportscenter right now" - The SoD
My Sox won....I'm done gloating about it now.
My Pats are undefeated....get used to it bitches.
My Boston College Eagles are soaring undefeated....another thing to get used to bitches.
The Celtics are the team to beat in the East.....unless Kobe comes to Chicago and fuck up the previous line.
any takers that New England isn't about just fucking New York? Good to go. I am not hating on NY, just know that I been a bit tired of cats putting MA and NY together like buttcheeks on a hot day. If I say I'm from up north, don't assume I'm from NY (Unless I'm copping some trees and my accent gives the thought that Im not to be fucked with...stuff that fucking bag please.) because chances are I will correct you and tell you I'm from Mass. I will not be too thrilled if you automatically place me in Boston and call it a day. I don't think anyone from Brooklyn would take it lightly if you said "oh the Bronx? everyone is from there." Nah jack, I'm from the West side of MA, and yeah with us being so close to NY, our accents tend to cross over a bit.
I will not pull my license out to prove shit to you, unless you either a cop or a fucking barrell of a gun (even that second one might still bring hesitation on the info). So get used to it. That's for my peoples in VA.
Today is T*Baby's b-day. I wish you the best and many more, what are you like 21 now? You can finally drink and actually get arrested for public drunkeness. That's what's up. If you are up to it, I can show you how to boost and steal car radios with nothing more than a paperclip and a rubber band. Either way, don't just celebrate today, take the whole week. You earned it, and you deserve it.
I'm out yall be cool
The SoD
My Sox won....I'm done gloating about it now.
My Pats are undefeated....get used to it bitches.
My Boston College Eagles are soaring undefeated....another thing to get used to bitches.
The Celtics are the team to beat in the East.....unless Kobe comes to Chicago and fuck up the previous line.
any takers that New England isn't about just fucking New York? Good to go. I am not hating on NY, just know that I been a bit tired of cats putting MA and NY together like buttcheeks on a hot day. If I say I'm from up north, don't assume I'm from NY (Unless I'm copping some trees and my accent gives the thought that Im not to be fucked with...stuff that fucking bag please.) because chances are I will correct you and tell you I'm from Mass. I will not be too thrilled if you automatically place me in Boston and call it a day. I don't think anyone from Brooklyn would take it lightly if you said "oh the Bronx? everyone is from there." Nah jack, I'm from the West side of MA, and yeah with us being so close to NY, our accents tend to cross over a bit.
I will not pull my license out to prove shit to you, unless you either a cop or a fucking barrell of a gun (even that second one might still bring hesitation on the info). So get used to it. That's for my peoples in VA.
Today is T*Baby's b-day. I wish you the best and many more, what are you like 21 now? You can finally drink and actually get arrested for public drunkeness. That's what's up. If you are up to it, I can show you how to boost and steal car radios with nothing more than a paperclip and a rubber band. Either way, don't just celebrate today, take the whole week. You earned it, and you deserve it.
I'm out yall be cool
The SoD
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
The SoD vs. H2O (Finally)
"AWWWWWWWWW youuuuuuuuuuu muthaaaaaaaaa fuckaaaaaaaaa....you shot me in the ass!!!" - Alonzo (Training Day)
So now I have some time on my hands. Not voluntarily but more like a mini vacation at the job. Well needed but not wanted. I find myself blogging and writing poems out the ass. Just know that I'm not bringing shit to the mike get me? Although I am happy that I can create more, I am not too good with not getting paid awhile. Just fucking ridiculous.
I got into a fight over the weekend...nothing too big or small, just enough to make my damn hand hurt a few days. Damn younguns trying to be all tough at a damn red light. It's not like I didn't pull off on him, it was the whole follow until you stop deal that pushed me over the edge. I ain't calling no cops to say I'm being chased by some overzealous 18 year old with no hair on his nuts. Still yet though, I wonder if his eye socket really is cracked. Someone should've told him that high kicks don't work in the street unless they are well timed and it's broad daylight. After all, when you miss, you miss big....and well he got a front row seat to the show. Just wasn't awake long enough to watch it.
With that said, I received a text from my man Jean who is training in MMA and has an Octogon in his gym...word at the job is that someone whom I have a beef with wants to settle our differences there. 5 rounds 5 minutes. (Standard UFC title rules). On some real shit. I'm up to it. Been wanting to square up and settle shit with this guy on the street, yet it's here where I am somewhat disciplined. It is here that I know how to fight more with my head than my strength and quickness because there are rules and a ref. With all of the bullshit aside, I would have muhfuckas pay money to see this. Especially the ones at work, because they know that there is alot of tension there and what better way to release it than this.
I have to train, back to the dungeon and the program. I ain't gonna lose, no way. I am going to fight though, and yeah, I want to end this shit in one round due to knockout. I love submissions, I LOVE THEM. Yet, my left is fucking sick and I know he don't know how good I can strike. Can't wait bitch. Set it up and I'm gonna knock him down. Fuck it.
I got one month and alot of shit to settle. Get your fucking datebook ready. Someone's not coming to work the next day.
TBaby* you think I could get some of that blue stuff to settle the stomach as I work out? I tried to find it at the Grocery store but to no avail. I would like to use it for training, long as it don't clean out my colon. I eat too jacked up for even more shit to complicate shit. Dig me? Oh yeah, last week was off the chain, I didn't forget what we talked about and it rides with me to this day. For real.
I'll end it here. Gotta go train. King Kong ain't got nothin' on me.
The SoD
So now I have some time on my hands. Not voluntarily but more like a mini vacation at the job. Well needed but not wanted. I find myself blogging and writing poems out the ass. Just know that I'm not bringing shit to the mike get me? Although I am happy that I can create more, I am not too good with not getting paid awhile. Just fucking ridiculous.
I got into a fight over the weekend...nothing too big or small, just enough to make my damn hand hurt a few days. Damn younguns trying to be all tough at a damn red light. It's not like I didn't pull off on him, it was the whole follow until you stop deal that pushed me over the edge. I ain't calling no cops to say I'm being chased by some overzealous 18 year old with no hair on his nuts. Still yet though, I wonder if his eye socket really is cracked. Someone should've told him that high kicks don't work in the street unless they are well timed and it's broad daylight. After all, when you miss, you miss big....and well he got a front row seat to the show. Just wasn't awake long enough to watch it.
With that said, I received a text from my man Jean who is training in MMA and has an Octogon in his gym...word at the job is that someone whom I have a beef with wants to settle our differences there. 5 rounds 5 minutes. (Standard UFC title rules). On some real shit. I'm up to it. Been wanting to square up and settle shit with this guy on the street, yet it's here where I am somewhat disciplined. It is here that I know how to fight more with my head than my strength and quickness because there are rules and a ref. With all of the bullshit aside, I would have muhfuckas pay money to see this. Especially the ones at work, because they know that there is alot of tension there and what better way to release it than this.
I have to train, back to the dungeon and the program. I ain't gonna lose, no way. I am going to fight though, and yeah, I want to end this shit in one round due to knockout. I love submissions, I LOVE THEM. Yet, my left is fucking sick and I know he don't know how good I can strike. Can't wait bitch. Set it up and I'm gonna knock him down. Fuck it.
I got one month and alot of shit to settle. Get your fucking datebook ready. Someone's not coming to work the next day.
TBaby* you think I could get some of that blue stuff to settle the stomach as I work out? I tried to find it at the Grocery store but to no avail. I would like to use it for training, long as it don't clean out my colon. I eat too jacked up for even more shit to complicate shit. Dig me? Oh yeah, last week was off the chain, I didn't forget what we talked about and it rides with me to this day. For real.
I'll end it here. Gotta go train. King Kong ain't got nothin' on me.
The SoD
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