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Mika took this and I absolutley love it!
LOL
SO YEAH...
As soon as I start driving, I kinda want to do the whole mobile hairstylist thing. I've received numerous calls about going to nursing homes to do hair for the older women but since I have no car i always have to turn down the offer.
TIME IS EVERYTHING
"We can lose our birth certificates, our wallets, our phones, we can even lose our minds, but at the end of the day they all can come back. The one thing that we can't lose and get back at the snap of a finger is time..."
-AP
GROWN SIMBA!!!
"They got the game twisted, heavy traffic in this rap shit look how my lane shifted, elevated my game lifted my name now these lame niggas could never get, like that bad bitch you wanted but could never hit it. Clever wit it, my flow like the devil spit it and heaven sent it. So high if I drop I would fall for eleven minutes so yeah, I operate on a higher train, my thoughts take a higher plane, its dope, and you should know the suppliers name, its JCOLE.
C H A N G E
At this point, everyone around me is starting to become more aware of their faults, weaknesses, and wrongdoings but instead of working at making them better, we're all sitting still. I say "we" because I too have things in my life that needs to change. I mean, we all talk but don't follow through. Sometimes its not as easy as 1..2..3.. but anything is possible.
Just sayin...
<3
I adore this photo...
HAHA
"I fell down the stairs in front of my family at my dads house before & had carpet burn on my back for a week"
SMH
OH MYNOOOOOO!
"I had to post it [this picture] because it is a clear sign that everyone is NOT your friend....FRIENDS dont let FRIENDS do ish like this!!"
-Renada
HOW EMBARRASSING
I've been talking to the Rich Girls about my life's embarrassing moments so now I'm going to share them with you, two at a time.
"When I was like 9 or 10, I was at an all you can eat buffet with my family ready for desert. So, I went to the big dish of vanilla ice cream I saw from across the room. I scooped about 3 or four scoops of it in my bowl, sprinkled sprinkles all over it, then returned to my seat to devour it. As the first scoop when towards my mouth, I noticed it wasn't cold enough to be ice cream but before I could stop the spoon from dropping what I thought was ice cream into my mouth, and before I could hide this mix up from my humorous family, it was too late. They laughed at me for hours. It wasn't the vanilla ice cream I wanted it to be... it was butter".
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"DISTRESSED DISTRICT"
Introducing
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You see the problem I have with tourist Is that they are free to leave whenever they want
But Me, I am bound to this city By way of shotgun marriage
It is fused in my blood stream My veins look the same as the redline
Heart beats percussion Nerves pulsate go-go
I impartial to the sounds Footsteps have drummed
Many of solos on the artful grounds of U street
But you see not the sections left out by brochures,
Reroute you and yours to my city, minus THE allure
Come catch the bus with me
Hop on the W4 and out the window
see remnants of Darfur Atom bomb stricken As it glistens with gentrified sulfur
Come see the babies in jezebel attire
The Princesses and Pill Paupers Turn Protocol for Pregnancy Into that of stomach ulcers
See the doctor to get rid of it
See the roses yet to fully bloom In commute to school
Scraping though concrete like quicksand As bookbags are carried like back tumors
For it is rumored that learning is DEADLY
Hear the Medley of damnation Placed in the ears of scholars
as Articulation get mistaken for witchcraft
It seems Learning, is borderline sorcery So bare witness to the crabs in Nike Boots
Torturing the ankles of tomorrow leaders
Come watch the elders drunken with amnesia Forgetting why they struggled
Watch the village that used to check others kids be muzzled by fear
And then watch them turn around and give diagnosis with out prescription
Fingers pointed in the direction of afflictions, far more than the remedies
We are policed by robots, Their native tongue is machine gun
Shoot young, speak no type of compassion but are affluent in the language of Artillery
Until the point where Mourners become funeral connoisseurs
Pros at sitting in the second row As the glow of death shines truer
Through the stained glass windows
There were blacks in that “White”house before the Obamas
Come Tour the crack house, Where Pipes are passed like bills and legislation
Witness a fiends devastation As syringes fondle veins
Watch crack cocaine commit molestation and make it look like recreational use
Saved by NOTHING but Gods grace The Youth drowning in sexual transgression
If the Dow Jones rose as high as the HIV rate We’d be out of recession
Can you see the Potomac Gardeners as well as the Barry Farmers
Grow fruitless harvest Remaining project products No Crops just poison
“Weed killers” infectious in every way
And everyday I inhale the toxins
The Doctrine of the ghetto Tattooed on my eyelids In awe with my mouth wide
Neutral in midst of a civil war being fought between Uptown and the Southside
Fighting for a freedom they have no patent to
Too far gone to wake up and smell the apartheid Irrational in every sense of the word
And oh how it hurts to see one eye be blinded by the other
And oh how I sometimes long to smell sweet musk of concrete burning rubber
As the tire tracks of a Greyhound Bus write my Dear John Letter
onto the pavement of which I was raised
Combing through the road Parting ways forever Straightening kinks in my head
Formed from many days of no relaxer in this city of disaster
This asphalt purgatory With Carryout cornerstones
And Gentrified facelifts Hiding its ugliness behind its fakeness
But I love it like a childhood best friend, whose immature antics I’ve outgrown
But can’t seem to disown because we’ve known each other since we were little kids
And who needs peace when we’ve got years
There has been not a fear that I have yet to overcome here
DC in all of your ugliness,
I still will always love you…
DIAMONDS IN THE RAW
"Diamonds In The Raw" is a new book about the development of the DMV (DC, Maryland, Virginia) music movement from the past to the present. I'm not sure if its worth purchasing but I really need to get my hands on a copy. Sounds interesting.
The book also features interviews and commentary from:
DC Scorpio, Stinky Dink, Nonchalant, DJ Red Alert (from NYC), Section 8 Mob, Poem-Cees, Skinny Corleone, Tony Blunt, The Oy Boyz, DJ Kool, Judah, 20 Bello, Carty Yeah, Go-Go Michelle, Tabi Bonney, Chucky Thompson, Kokayi, Toni Blackman, Head-Roc, Storm the Unpredictable, Whitefolkz, Dre "All Day In The Paint", Brother Maniac, Kingpen Slim, DJ Jaymo,
DJ Heat, Black Indian, Likeblood, Lyriciss, Hitmaka, Whop (Wisdom Speaks), X.O., Pro Verb, Young Sleep, Raheem DeVaughn, and many more.
Now available now at:
The Howard University Bookstore (2225 Georgia Avenue)
The Literary Joint Bookstore (Forestville Mall)
Borders at Capital Center Blvd (Largo)
CHANGES
I want to stop drinking hard liquor.
I want to stop cursing.
I want to start going to bible study, with a friend.
I want to be more honest, no holding back.
I want to be okay with being alone.
I want to recycle.
I want to think before I act, more often.
I want to do volunteer work.
I want to be grateful.
"These are my goals. I'm taking baby steps to becoming a better person and fitting more comfortably in my shoes..."
FAN MAIL: PRO'VERB
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People are brought into our lives for different reasons. He, is a sign of inspiration. I'm not saying this because I like him, I'm saying it because its the truth. Its not about what he did [or didn't do] to me physically, its about what he taught me mentally. Now, I may not understand all of the information I find but believe me, there is more to the picture than what the eye catches. The littlest things we see in everyday life have the biggest meanings behind them and that's why research is necessary. His artistry, his music, its more than lyrics, far beyond metaphors and similes. It serves the purpose not to brainwash but to entertain and cultivate minds with truth. He makes music with substance and puts a lot of commitment into it. Don't forget me when you blow up Pro! Your time is closer than you think. He's the guy who smiles from ear to ear, he is, the infamous, Pro'Verb.
