Even though YN is the boss at the Evil Empire, I have to tip my hat to the dude. Over the weekend, he dropped 24 posts in 24 hours (well, actually he threw in one more for the hell of it, so he went 25 for 25). I can’t front, that’s some dope shit. So if for some odd reason you can’t find anything else better to do for over the next few days, YN’s drops are entertaining.
A miraculous thing happened when I touched down at my parents house in the Chuck yesterday. After 10 years of dial up, my peeps have finally, finally made the switch to high speed internet (sweeeet). As my longtime Block readers know, anytime I make a trip to the hometown I’m pretty much ghost to the net. Trying to blog using a dial up connection is like trying to smash a chick with a limp dick, (believe me, I’ve tried both…it’s damn near impossible).
I spent all morning hooking up my parents DSL modem, wireless router and installing the security features, so now I’m ready to go. Hell, maybe I’ll start coming home more often now.
I haven’t logged on to The Block in a few days, so I have a little catching up to do. Shit, YN just dropped 24 posts in 24 hours, I have my work cutout.
So, here’s a wack azz video from Rick Ross. I never had to flip a key, so I really can’t relate to slacks in a cereal box or an uncle that’s still selling dope at 65 (that’s sad).
And on a side note, all of Rick Ross’ singles have pretty much sucked azz, so I’m guessing his Trilla album will brick hard.
I’m about to take it to SC for the holidays, so if I don’t make it back to The Block before Tuesday, I’d like to say Merry Christmas to all my WritersBlockMedia.Net readers and thank you all for making this site one of the fastest growing blogs on the internet.
I’m gonna do some shopping this weekend, but not really for anyone else, mainly for my damn self (man, fux Santa). I had to flashback to this Justin Timberlake joint from Saturday Night Live last year, since I don’t have a girl, if any lovely lady is expecting a gift from me…well…the only thing you can expect is my dick in a box (*R.E. singing* yeah, yeah…it’s my dick in a box, girl).
You have to applaud Charlamagne Tha God for telling it like it is. Just the other week Charlamagne said, “fuck Lil Wayne” and yesterday on the Wendy Williams Experience, C Tha God roasted Chingy like a marshmallow. I had my laugh for today and you guys should too. And Charlamagne Tha God’s Concrete Jungle needs to be a nationally syndicated radio show (I just wanted to throw that out there. Or like Chingy and em would say, out thurr).
I reviewed a lot of albums and mixtapes this year but Georgia Durt artist Playboy Tre and his “Locked Up” skit has got to be the best skit I’ve heard all year.
Here’s a pretty dope video, with three kids filling in for Lupe, Kanye and Pharrell, for that “Us Placers” song. If you recall, those three are supposedly forming a supergroup but I doubt an album will ever come of it.
There’s a party going down in New York tonight and of course I can’t make it, but my dude Sickamore is turning 23 (Happy Birthday, Sic), and his born day party tonight could quite possibly be the best birthday party ever!
You see, people have parties all the time with celebrity guests but you always see the same people—Diddy, Jay-Z, Young Jeezy, Lil Wayne. But Sickamore isn’t having his party with none of those nuccas. No…Sickamore is having his party with Jesus! This makes perfect sense to me, Jesus’ bday is December 25th and we recognize the day by gathering with friends and family to exchange gifts or whatnot. But for the most part, everyone gets caught up in what they want for Christmas, or what gift they can give, and the true meaning of Christmas gets lost in the hustle and bustle of Christmas shopping. But has anyone ever stopped to say, “let me throw a party with Jesus this holiday season, to Thank God I’m Famous.” No…no one has ever done a party with Jesus.
Sic asked the question, do you know who gets all the props on Christmas? Santa. So I’m with Sic… fux Santa! Sickamore, I applaud you for giving Jesus the props he deserves. Of course, devout Christians will say “you’ll burn in hell” for the blasphemy and heathenism involved (and for the fact that you made Jesus look like Jay-Z on your flyer), but like Rocko says, you just do you. Ladies and ghettomen, don’t hate on Sickamore, he’s taking it upon himself to make Jesus famous in 2008.
Here’s the trailer for the best TV show ever! Yes, the boy R.E. is a Wire fanatic. I just got my HBO turned on and I will be planted in front of the idiot box on January 6th to watch the season premiere. If true Block readers recall, I was pretty hurt after one of my favorite characters, Bodie (R.I.P.) got murked off the show in season 4’s finale. But I’m good now and I’m ready for my Wire fix.
Since this is the final season, I do expect the show to go out with a bang (no Sopranos). And with Avon Barksdale back on the streets to go head up with Marlo Stanfield (I’m not sure if that’s how the plot goes down, I’m just anticipating), it looks like it’s gonna be a cold winter (unlike Cam’ron’s cold winter).
