Can't we all just get along????

Man, when I look at the Rolling Stones or AC/DC , even Aerosmith and think about all that doe ray me they bring in touring every year. The prices for the tickets to these legendary bands are down right wrong. I am a hater but I will not knock the hustle of these old payers. However I will beg the queston what the F is Wu Tang Clan dragging their feet? They can sharpen their swords throughout the world by simply swallowing their pride and reunite. In hip hop a lot of ninjas rather swallow blood than pride, and in effect all the money that's out their for them is left on the table.  Why should hip hop be left out the other the hill tour group. I miss Wu Tang personally and I know I'm not alone in the love for the Shoalin Monks. The queston is raised.. Can we all just get along.

Day 1

After the fuss and buss is over and the dusk settles the real reason for all the celebrations is upon us. It was President Obama's first night in the office. I am sure he and the first lady graced the ovary office last night, but this morning the task ahead of him is huge. We voted for President Obama for change and in that change we must first e willing to change ourselves and let the process run its course. Let us not put to much on Mr. Obama's broad shoulders too early. We gave Bush 2 years shy of a decade the least we can do is give a new guy a shot. The labor pains are over its time to show us the baby. Go get em Mr. President.

Frank White

In high school I was so involved with the east coast vs west coast feud that i picked a side and rolled with it. My loyalty went down to the khakis and rags. My sag was so mean that my whole thigh was exposed. No Polos or Timbos in my closet. I an say now that I limited myself on a whole other genre or avenue if you will of music to hear and broaden my hip hop love. It was so bad that a certain rapper at Lindbergh High School use to infuse "Long Kiss Goodnight" lyrics into his "freestyles" and we were none the wiser. One day the light switch turned on me and I was hooked. The vivid story telling and his persona, coupled with how he rode the beat made it hard not to love this guy. Terms like " Black and Ugly as ever, however..." showed us all that with a little charisma and flare it didn't matter how a person looked. Frank White the king of New York is in all his splendor in the new biopic about his life.  I had to vent, but if you like Big or not go see this film and form your own opinion on the matter. If you love hip hop you will love this.We will always love you Big Poppa.

FYI my nephew Trey plays the role of the baby on the cover of Ready to Die....duh

Amerikkka vs America

This day is epic in the fact that on the late great Dr. Martin Luther King's birthday that the first black president is to be sworn in. A testament of where this country has come, or a bone thorn out during our worst economic down slide since the Great Depression? We are already embarked in a ongoing war so a war cannot help bail out our economy like it did for the Great Depression. How do we take President Obama's rise to office? It is a blessing no doubt, but its like college football in my opinion in the fact that yea we will give a darkie a head coaching job but he has to go to the worst program that is available at the  time. Brother Shannon does have the Miami job but after that it gets ugly. Now don't take my word for remember I'm so militant and pro black that I don't pick cotton out of aspirin bottles. Take me as a grain of salt. That said this situation will be hard for our new President no doubt, but we will all pull together and prove the nah sayers wrong and do our part to make Obama the best president ever. Smile down brother Garvey, brother Malcolm, and you too Dr. King. Our time is now.

R.I.P.

Today my wife and I jumped a plane to at 3:30am to go to Knoxville Tennessee for her great aunts' funeral. Aunt Sis as they called her was a woman I only met once but she was the first to accept me into their side of the Davis faction. The old saying is God get the good ones. I try not to harp on death by telling myself that accepting death is the sign of a good Christan.  But knowing me and how my brain operates if you have been reading my past blogs you know by now I think different. So let me get this straight Biggie and Tupac gone but Sir Mix-a-Lot and Vanilla Ice alive?........ Not fair. We will miss you Aunt Sis

She's so easy a caveman could do her.....

I may not even have to say this, but I will anyway. I wasnt always married! There was a point where I was still a internatinal sex symbol. O yea I too was a thundercat.. it takes one to know one. Thats why I am able to talk about them so vividily. Being a recovering thundercat if you will, means I have been on the scene with my share of fast women. Being a thunder cat makes you a predator and I fancy ed myself as a hunter gather when it came to these fast women. I observed them because in order to be successful you must know your prey. In my studies I found myself eager and dumbfounded. Some of these women will stop at know cost if they feel you can give them a little piece of their American dream. Of course their dream is goods that end in vowels ie Gucci, Fendi, Louis, and Prada. Smh. Poor thangs, let these guys act and do whatever for a designer label or a dead president. Now this ain't the mass but it is however of the mass that are represented in the world of the professional sports night scene. You can look like Buddy Hackket and pull a girl that look like Appolonia with the right tools. All you need is a little bread to turn pigeons on. So sad. But us ball players give them hope, we tend to pretty woman these hookers sometimes. So to all my thunder cats.....get it together. To all my Oceans 13 women on you Julia Roberts swagg, I'll never play you because much like the movie you will eventually play yourself.

Itis or not to Itis?

What is about our favorite comfort foods that knock us out faster than Mike in his prime. Tyson not Jackson duh. Them greens, mac n cheese, chicken etc etc has that certain effect on us that disables us from anything of substance for at least the next 7 hours. You get to nodding like a heroin addict if you add that pork to the mix. The corners of my mouth are watering as I write this when I think about candy yams and chocolate cake.  The queston is why do we bite the dust? Well i didn't go to Harvard so I cant answer that but I will say this, I refuse to eat that sort of foods in public. People tend to watch other races plates in restaurants to prove their stereotypes. People they want us to order the chicken! Keep the itis alive, but not in public. They cant know our Achilles heel we gotta keep it a myth that is unproven. They find out we in dream world after a good plate of soul food....... who knows what will happen if this falls in the wrong hands. And please please pleas don't feed the new President soul food  before a big decision has to be made! God help us all. 

Dont Do it, reconsider

It comes a point in every ole thunder cats life where that right one comes along and he decides to hunt no more. What you will learn about me the more and more you read my blogs is that this is my life... I don't make this stuff up its my life or thoughts. So yeah I hung it up duh. June 28th 2008 was a players funeral at the historic Intercontinental Hotel on the magnificent mile of Michigan Ave. Homies and exes alike was telling the kid to fall back and think about this decision but I went in. I was tired of the groupies and I was so so tired of the so called independent women...Queston? Was a marriage at 24 what I imagined...... HELL NO! The ups the downs, the lack of video game time, asking can I hang with the guys, and my personal favorite the hormones!!! With all that said I love her now even more than when i got on that knee to bust that smooth move. I realized marriage like koolaide. Follow me, koolaide is the project patron our drink baby. Marriage in my opinion mirrors that in the fact its only as sweet as my wife and i make it. Its on us to make this think work. Its gone be hard, at one point one or both of us gone want out. That's a guarantee, but at the same time our marriage is a guarantee too and we in it for the long run.

Whips and Chains

An ugly part of U.S. history is the enslavement of blacks. A black eye on an already shady American history. With that said Native Americans were once too enslaved, but chose rather to die than to be slaves. The Africans for the most part allowed themselves to be controlled by whips and chains. The sad part about this is the trend I see today in sports, drugs, and entertainment. The first thing WE buy when We get on is a car, chain , or watch.  Sometimes all three. I say we because I"m not immune sadly. First NFL check I got went to a car, second to a watch, and third to a chain which none of the three i have today. Please don't get me wrong I'm not knocking the hustle I still will get a chain. All I'm saying is back in the days we were slaves and they controlled us with whips and chains. Now we get a little money and all we buy are whips and chains. Tradition? Hmmmm....

Stop Snitching??

So its not the "cool" thing to talk to the fuzz, yet every week I find myself glued in front of the tube watching "thugs" spill their guts to sed fuzz on the hit smash First 48. Ok quick rundown for those who arent in th know. After a murder it is said if headway is not made in the first 48 hours of the crime the chances of solving the crime is slim to none. These guys get on here and have a basic rundown: 

Deny, Cry, Spill guts, and get Carted off in cuffs!

Classic tv, but it poses the queston.... If I wittness all these murders solved in a 30 minute show, why does Biggie and Tupac killers walk the street? Hmmmmmmmmmm