The Not-So Dark Knight
Friday, November 19, 2010
Gil Scott-Heron: Comment #1 (Who WIll Survive in America)
Monday, November 8, 2010
Keepin it Kanye
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Style is History!

Friday, September 24, 2010
I Present...Lupe
I'm fearless
Now hear this
I'm earless
And I'm peer-less
That means I'm eyeless
Which means I'm tearless
Which means my iris resides where my ears is
Which means I'm blinded
But I'mma find it I can feel it's nearness
But I'mma veer so I don't come near
Like a chicken or a deer
But I remember I'm not a listener or a seer so my windshield smear
Here, you steer, I really shouldn't be behind this, clearly cause my blindness
The windshield is minstrel, the whole grill is roadkill, so trill and so sincere. Yeah, I'm both them there
Took both pills, when a bloke in a trench coat and the locs in the chair had approached him here
And he clear as a ghost, so a biter of the throats in the mirror
The writer of the quotes for the ghosts who supplier of the notes to the living
Riveting is rosy, pockets full of posies, given to the mother of the deceased. Awaken at war, 'til I'm restin' in peace
[Chorus 1:]
You goin' over niggas' heads Lu (Dumb it down)
They tellin' me that they don't feel you (Dumb it down)
We ain't graduate from school nigga (Dumb it down)
Them big words ain't cool nigga (Dumb it down)
Yeah I heard Mean And Vicious nigga (Dumb it down)
Make a song for the bitches nigga (Dumb it down)
We don't care about the weather nigga (Dumb it down)
You'll sell more records if you (Dumb it down)
[Verse 2:]
And I'm mouthless
Which means I'm soundless
Now as far as the hearing, I've found it
It was as far as the distance from an earring to the ground is
But the doorknockers on the ear of a stewardess in a Lear
She fine and she flyin, I feel I'm flying by'em 'cause my mind's on cloud nine and in her mind at the same time
Pimp C the wings on the underground king
Who's also Klingon
To infinity and beyond
Something really stinks, but I Spinks like Leon
Or lying in the desert
I'm flying on Pegasus you're flying on the pheasant
Rider of the white powder, picker of the fire flowers, spit hot fire like Dylon on Chappelle's skit
Yeah, smell it on my unicorn, don't snort the white horse, but toot my own horn (sleep)
[Chorus 2:]
You've been shedding too much light Lu (Dumb it down)
You make'em wanna do right Lu (Dumb it down)
They're getting self-esteem Lu (Dumb it down)
These girls are trying to be queens Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to graduate from school Lu (Dumb it down)
They're starting to think that smart is cool Lu (Dumb it down)
They're trying to get up out the hood Lu (Dumb it down)
I'll tell you what you should do (Dumb it down)
[Verse 3:]
And I'm brainless
Which means I'm headless
Like Ichabod Crane is
Or foreplay-less sex is
Which makes me stainless
With no neck left to hang the chain with
Which makes me necklace-less
Like a necklace theft
And I ain't used my headrest yet
They said they need proof like a vestless chest 'bout the best, fair F-F-jet in the nest
Who exudes confidence and excess depth
Even Scuba Steve would find it hard to breathe
Around these leagues
My snorkle is a tuba, Lu the ruler around these seas
Westside Poseidon, Westside beside'em, chest high and rising
Almost touching the knees of stewardess and the pilot
Lucky they make you flowered
Personal floating devices, tricks falling out of my sleeves
David Blaine
Make it rain
You Make a boat
I make a plane
Then, I pull the plug and I make it drain
Until I feel like flowing and filling it up again..(Westside)
[Chorus 3:]
You putting me to sleep nigga (Dumb it down)
That's why you ain't popping in the streets nigga (Dumb it down)
You ain't winning no awards nigga (Dumb it down)
Robots and skateboards nigga? (Dumb it down)
GQ Man Of The Year G? (Dumb it down)
Shit ain't rocking over here B (Dumb it down)
Won't you talk about your cars nigga? (Dumb it down)
And what the fuck is goyard nigga (Dumb it down)
What the fuck is wrong with you? (Dumb it down)
How can I get on a song with you? (Dumb it down)
until I feel completed and happy about it...You know?
Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew into a project man
Brewster Place, he used to stick his scissors in his sockets damn,
clear that Project Runway, 'cause this is where my rocket lands,
ain’t got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. then rocket land.
Events recent that lit a fire under him like pots and pans,
rockets and I (eye) up in the sky like helicopter cams...
And you down there in the traffic jam
from here I’ve seen a bunch of fake shit like avid wrestlin' fans...
Came up from the bottom of the eye exam ZOOM
Now I’m like the biggest G up in the room,
still hard to see me like the truth on TV
or the roof from the sidewalk, I don’t flo' (floor), I ceiling
My mama said they need me...
'cause, I’m made from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves,
they glass is half full so I spit into them like Celie,
no longer G, now you can see me
but your letter's still under my sea like seaweed
C and G but nothing bout me C-G, It’s all real, none of this is green screen...
"Shut Up and Let Me Go" just like The Ting Tings,
I’m feelin' like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs.
I’ve rocked it from the shouters to the soccer moms,
try to stop what’s going on...
you’ll see the back of my hand like the tops of palms,
I’m balling like the tops of pawns,
circle of influence getting bigger like the ripples on the tops of ponds.
Short-footed and War Headed like the tops of bombs,
http://www.elyricsworld.com/say_something_lyrics_lupe_fiasco.html
Domino-in n****'s, delivery is Papa John's, Little Ceaser‘s, uh,
burning down your Pizza Hut...
Plaque collection building 'cause, I don’t brush my teeth enough,
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you might think this deep as fuck
but this like my weaker stuff,
they ask “Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?”
Mic is shy and speakers blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up,
I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its like two of me
and each of us, rappin' acid, eat this up,
A-Town down, peace is up, New York to East Coast is tough,
West Side ridin', lot of n****'s salty 'cause,
'cause I be overseas and tough.
Everything seamless, WorldStar never seen this,
NahRight gotta stream this, motherfuckin' genius!
Brave and fly, you backbone-less and wingless,
bunch of chickens on the strip, I’m coming for they fingers...
till what they throwin' up is meaningless...
Chilly Chill you seeing this? This didn’t make MTV’s list...
Finish fingers, eating wrist, feedin' frenzy and shit,
Succotash stuffering, Chicken-Frikasee'en this...
a beat eatin' media blitz,
pace is getting feverish, pain is growing Seaver-ish,
these the peppers Peter picked,
things are at their easiest, Real Compton city G’in it
but I’m from Chicago...house lights, bravooo!
Thursday, September 2, 2010
HoodCelebrity | HollywoodNobody
Monday, August 30, 2010
This Generation's Visionary Genius
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Style Over Fashion [Dedicated to the CLONES]
Hello hello as my man Rawlo would say. Funny cuz his old screen name [R.I.P. to AIM] had to do with this new blog post. He always believed Fashion is more important than style. But today I've come to disagree with my good friend.
What is Fashion
1) Conventional usage in dress, manners, etc., esp. of polite society or conformity
WHOA @ that last word. Scary really. Even the first word is scary. Conventional? CONFORMITY?? Fashion overall is the world that brings us every aspect of clothing and accessories that we spend large portions of our salaries on. Fashion is just that: Fashion. It can only go as far as what you do with it. Fashion is the safe way out. Its Plan A. The road often traveled. You are not fashionable because you can throw together an all [insert popular brand here] outfit. You are a CLONE. It's time for people to learn what style is..
What is Style?
a Particular, distinctive, or characteristic mode of action or manner of acting
Do you want people to know you by the clothes you wear or by ur style? Style is not limited to clothes like Fashion is. Style is everything! Your words, your manner of dress, the way you speak, the way you walk, your actions. Style is who YOU ARE! People can try and copy ur style but its the best feeling knowing they cant do it like you. Me and You can walk in the party with the same outfit on. Echoing the same fashion. My job is to have my style speak monuments over urs. That dont mean pop bottles or be the life of the party [If thats ur style go ahead but it aint mine] that just means at the end of the night, people will remember me over you, for whatever reason. While fashion is a blank piece of paper, Your style is your visual resume`.
In a world where everyone is essentially trying to do the same thing, people always try and take the same route. I heard Pharrell Williams [who I now have a newfound respect for after seein his interview on WorldStarHipHop.com] say something very profound but yet so simple. Everyone wants to come to New York but it's extremely hard taking the Holland Tunnel. You need to build a helicopter and fly over it. 1) Taking the Tunnel you have thousands of people doing the same thing. It will keep you backed up for hours. By the time you get out you dont even wanna go to NY any more 2) You have to BUILD a helicopter and fly over into the city. Dont rent one because you dont wanna owe ur success to any one else. You BUILD your helicopter and watch as the CLONES honk and move nowhere. Theyre all traveling in the same fashion. You gotta style on em. Fly off into the sunset and get what's yours.
Style will always be over Fashion. Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow. Forever