shower that shit.

28 08 2008

You win some, you lose some perro.

See me in the fast lane from now.

The Jacka – “The Game Of Life”



that’s all i really want is…

21 05 2008

las niñas, bonita y preciosa, blowing kisses at yo.


My apologies to PK and The Jacka and whoever else made that song. Shit was given to me on a mix CD and apparently there’s a reason I couldn’t figure out what CD it came off of. Anyways sorry about that shit.

The title/picture/italicized post still remains true. I’ll get some new music up here in a hot one. *

instant classic.

7 04 2008

Kansas vs. Memphis was.

Is Tear Gas next? Only tiempo will tell.

The Jacka – “Wake Ya Game Up”

[from Tear Gas]

GET ON MY HYPE: May 20th. The Trilogy is finished.

snow season.

25 03 2008


You are not you’re job.

You are not how much money you have in the bank.

You are not the car you drive.

You are not the contents of you’re wallet.

You are not your fucking khakis.

You are not special.

You are not a unique, beautiful….

The Jacka – “Snowflake”

(song off Tear Gas, words from Fight Club)

I know this shit is becoming dangerously close to becoming an all-Jacka/Mob Figaz spot, will definitely have some different stuff up within the week.

GET ON MY HYPE: Recently added in Under Surveillance. Midgets, drug binges, bell towers and bullets that make your head explode. Well worth $2o.



is the whole world immune?

21 03 2008


How is The Jacka not the biggest thing in rap? Just a thought. I’ve said many a time that The Jacka & Husalah should not only have a monopoly on the rap game, but most likely the R&B game as well.

I mean is everybody not hearing the same shit I am?

If they are, Jacka’s music shoulda been “spread[ed] like an outbreak”. Not the case. Not to hate on these artists or their fans but what da fuck? You got two albums named after a movie, another after a website (which is only acceptable if it’s this one or the ones on your right) and another that just has you scratching your head. (Fat Joe, da fuck mayne? I just saw “elephant” and started rollin’).

All this shit is finger taps on my shoulder compared to the knock round here. Hella saturated, blood. Lemme get off my soap box toliet seat though, before I talk everybody’s ears off (I wanted to drop a spanish word for “ears” there, but we haven’t learned body parts in spanish yet). The above blap is from….


I don’t know how I missed Killa Keise on the front page of my second favorite newspaper (the Police Blotter sidebar makes the Examiner my default number uno), musta been hibernating. I’m also a little unclear as to what the criteria for “exclusive” & “super exclusive” tracks are, but this shit knocks hard in the yaint nonethepayless…

GET ON MY HYPE: I have yet to change my clothes all week (disclaimer: I do change boxers daily). In fact, I’ve changed where I lay my head at with four times more regularity. Shock and awe is how most people react, like “why don’t take off those duds you stenchy mother FUCKER!?” To which I respond: “have you ever rocked…


…. a sweatsuit? Valour? Because then you’d realize how stupid you sound.” Living part-time in Tha Darlings (I’m almost positive I’m the only person to call it that or understand how lame it is to do so; even replacing the “e” in “the” with an “a” fails to make the reference any harder) does have its advantages like The Burlington Coat Factory as a neighbor, which only lead to the hands-down most life-altering purchase of my life (above). I’m not sure if this more speaks to the current state of my life or the brilliance of sweatsuits. Nor do I really care because in a sweatsuit “lovely factor” for everything is increased ten-fold, comfortable yet fashionable makes the “fuck changing” mentality understandable. Mines is mustard colored, so I rock it with white kicks and voila! You got the Dookie version of….

Basically I’m saying if you wanna change your life for the better buy a sweatsuit. Valour. Have you all like: “fuck it, it’s nothin’ in my sweatsuit!”

right, right, right by where the bears at though…

17 03 2008

Closed mouths don’t get shit though, huh? Kinda feelin’ like….

The Jacka & Berner – “Drought Season”

…. over here in my little corner of the innerwebs. Kinda fell off, but got big plans to bring shit back like Yay Mecca in oh-seis. Just to show you there is truth behind these little letters you read on your computer screen, here’s some knock for y’all in good faith.

Bali Club – “Gettin’ High As Fuck” [feat. Suge & Otis]

E-40 – “Money Don’t Fold”

Husalah – “Doin’ What We Do” [feat. Pretty Black]

The Jacka – “28 Grams”

M Kayda – “You See Me Fresh”

If I can stay around these computadoras todos la semana, better buckle up and prepare some big, big things around here at the zoo.


Cougnut – “It’s Like A Jungle Sometimes”

fuck a radio song….

9 02 2008


…. I put the radio on / Once the streets found out they played a real n*gga’s song.

Bushwick Bill – “Inhale Exhale”

Husalah – “Zestways [A Lotta Fun]”

The Jacka – “The Streetz”

Mac Dre & Mac Mall – “Willingly”

Mob Figaz – “Here Come The Mob Figaz” 

Woodie – “Bury Me On East 18th Street”

X-Raided – “Hold On”