In honor of ODB, I made these posters playing on the Shepard Fairey Obama prints. Prints are available so get at me if you want one.
The saga continues...
November 13, 2008
IT'S ALWAYS THE GOOD ONES THAT HAVE TO DIE...
Today marks the 4th anniversary of Russell Jones' death. For those who don't know who Russell Jones is well now you know. Ol' Dirty Bastard of the Wu-Tang Clan aka BIG BABY JESUS aka DIRT MCGIRT aka THE OSIRIS aka PRINCE DELIGHT. He had the most wild, unorthodox style of the Wu-Tang click. Like Meth says, "There ain't no father to his style." His rhymes are harder than any phony rapper today. So whether you like him or not, pay your respects and listen to ODB today instead of T-Pain or any of that wack shit.
In honor of ODB, I made these posters playing on the Shepard Fairey Obama prints. Prints are available so get at me if you want one.
The saga continues...
In honor of ODB, I made these posters playing on the Shepard Fairey Obama prints. Prints are available so get at me if you want one.
The saga continues...
November 12, 2008
MEET KATIE
Thanks Karlin and Carlo for showing me this hilarious clip. By hilarious I mean watch this like 10 times.
Lakers at 5. Get ready.
Lakers at 5. Get ready.
November 11, 2008
EVERY DOG HAS IT'S DAY
Why do bad things happen, to good people?
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin.
To think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin
Suicide? nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more.
But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind
And now some scandalous motherfuckers wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth
Seems that life is just a constant war between good and evil
The situation that I'm facin, is mad amazin.
To think such problems can arise from minor confrontations
Now I'm contemplatin in my bedroom pacin
Dark clouds over my head, my heart's racin
Suicide? nah, I'm not a foolish guy
Don't even feel like drinking, or even gettin high
Cause all that's gonna do really, is accelerate
The anxieties that I wish I could alleviate
But wait, I've been through a whole lot of other shit, before
So I oughta be able, to withstand some more.
But I'm sweatin though, my eyes are turnin red and yo
I'm ready to lose my mind but instead I use my mind
I put down the knife, and take the bullets out my nine
My only crime, was that I'm too damn kind
And now some scandalous motherfuckers wanna take what's mine
But they can't take the respect, that I've earned in my lifetime
And you know they'll never stop the furious force of my rhymes
So like they say, every dog has it's day
And like they say, God works in a mysterious way
So I pray, remembering the days of my youth
As I prepare to meet my moment of truth
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