Before you go and take this post too seriously, listen to the intro on disc 2 of the Wu-Tang Clan’s FOREVER album…enjoy
Yo one two, one two,
yo, live in effect,
You got the King Ruler Vigor-I-Allah, commonly known to y’all as the Rigga.
Now before I go on to a new post, of TBTaffairs
I’m sayin, I wanna give y’all a little announcement, man
For the last year, there has been a lot of literature coming out that’s been weak, gnahmsayin?
A lotta niggaz try to take writing and make that shit B&B: bloggin’ bullshit! gnahmsaying?
Or make that shit funk, FUCK DAT! This is writing right here.
This is RIGHTing right here.
This is Rock and Roll right here.
Black Ty gonna bring it to you in the purest form.
I got Chew on my side, the mastermind
Mars the God,
Sio the silent assassin
The 21st Global Royal Fam
Funk Doctor Proctor
The Spades Club: Foley, M-dolla, Dre and Diez
my nigga Luca and the whole uni squadron
Yo, we wanna let y’all niggaz know something man
All my people around the world, Trinidad, Jamaica, all of the West Indies, Canada, America, Africa, Europe,
Japan, Asia, Russia, Special should to Paris Louise (mon dieu!) and Rotterdam Amanda (d@!)
yo! These are true words written here. In the purest form.
This ain’t no B&B with a wack writer taking the loot*
I’m writing this shit thinking its gonna be a reflection of the culture, gnahmsayin
all that player bullshit!
all that player, dressing up, acting like this is some kind of fashion show, man, gnahmsayin
This is Hip Hop right here, gnahmsayin. This is lyrics. writing
eh, yo, to y’all niggaz thinkin you gonna become a writer over night? gnahmsayin
You better snap out that fuckin dream man, it takes years for this
you cat in the hat ass writers, you doctor seuss, mother goose…simple minded
stop running up on niggaz with all that wack shit!
word up man
talking bout you’re a writer
you ain’t no writer. niggaz ain’t made for this, gnahmsayin. this here was only built for cuban linx. 21st told y’all niggaz back then, now everybody and their mother wanna write, gnahmsayin
We come out with a style, everybody wanna imitate our style
To my fellow bloggers, writers, poets, rappers, you are my peers, I salute you, and it’all good to show love to a nigga…
But stop biting my shit! gnahmsayin
Come from your own heart with this shit
And y’all Mr. Me Too’s stop biting my niggaz. I know we’re the flyest gangtaz, but fall back, gnahmsayin? I’m sayin
I told y’all niggaz on the fuckin PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT post to stop biting my shit
y’all niggaz keep biting, gnahmsayin
hey let me tell y’all niggaz somethin, man
it’s Time for a World Revolution right here,
So to all my brothers and sisters across the world.
raise the mutha fucking fist in the air
and get ready for the triumph
cuz the God is here to take over this shit
They comment on your legs, and they comment on MY mind. It’s a Recession, err body broke. So I just came back, to give err body hope.
That’s all for now, I have to work on my book, so…
Tuck in your shirt,