Wednesday, December 31, 2008
End Of 2008...
Not too much more to say today...everyone be safe tonight and party it up!!!!
My life is a book, and I'm the author...
Monday, December 29, 2008
Aren't We In 2009????
Why would anyone teach their kid this???
I'm not even mad about it, it's just sad. Really sad.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
My Escape....
Saturday, December 27, 2008
A Day Without A Entry....
I decided I need some new toys, and I'm gonna get em asap. A ipod touch and Beats by Dr. Dre headphones. Those 2 things are something I NEED right now to block out everything else around me. Last night we did a Sweet 16 show at a high school with Glasses that went pretty good, and today we gotta go back out to Palm Springs because we have a radio interview at 92.7 The Basement. Should be fun, chillin, promoting, and playing music.
Nothing to exciting or crazy in this entry, it really aint about much but.....
Stay tuned....
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
I Hate Niggas....
Today's rant is about some video I seen on worldstarhiphop.com of some NIGGAS who I never heard of at all setting $100,000 dollars on fire. For what? I have no idea. But is hip hop really THAT retarded and ignorant??? Of all the genres of music out there why does hip hop have to be the one that does dumb shit left and right. I dont think 1 day passes by where you dont hear about somebody in hip hop doing something dumb as hell.
In 2009 i refuse to put up with nonsense in my life at all. Whether is be music, people, niggas, bitches or whatever. If I get a nonsense bullshit vibe from you, its a wrap. I'm tired of people just doing dumb shit left and right and back to back. What's wrong with acting intelligent??? Or is it that MOST people just arent very smart to begin with???
End Spaz....
Merry Christmas people....
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Females...
This is part of the reason I am the way I am towards females, cuz i study their mysterious asses. I see how they operate and I make sure (or try my best) to not be the lame nigga on the other end of the story. So if a girl tries feeding me that nonsense I'll pretend to feed into, but it really isnt phasing nothing at all. Silly hoes. I should write a book, but that Tariq Nasheed dude already wrote one putting niggas and bitches up on game. If you dont know who Tariq Nasheed is, google him and check out his book "The Mack Within". I came across it today and he knows what he's talking about, we think alike. Seriously.
But I analyze everything, music, beats, artists, females, everything. I have to figure out how things work so then I can make it work in my favor, like this blog. Lol. Your pissed that your still reading this now, huh? It's ok, I spaz out and go on rants like this in person and I'm sure some of you have caught it on my ustream. It's just me. I try to be me 100% in everything. You should try it sometime, Be You. Peace.
Females invaded my blog on this entry, it's cool though.
She's a cool one...;-)
Im the craziest nigga ever...
Slackin'
I been on some bullshit, but I'm sick of bitchin
Complaining and whining, it wont do
Not a damn thang yo I gotta make moves
See these wack niggas thats getting on with half the talent
Niggas got half the passion, half the knowledge
Rocking that expensive shit, but half as stylish
Cruising around in vehicles man with half the mileage...
-Ant McQueen
Hard Work Beats Talent When Talent Doesn't Work Hard...
Monday, December 22, 2008
Too Beautiful For Words...
This beat just always moved me like no other beat ever has...
RIP Dilla
Be Eternal...
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Stage & G Malone Performing Live...
Here's a video from the Blu Division Christmas bash that we had in Long Beach last night. It was crazy in there, that's the only way for me to describe it...BAD ASS BLU DIVISION
History....
Friday, December 19, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Writing In The Sky
Why do I put up this fight, why do I still write
Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin with real life
Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics
And show these people what my level of skill's like
But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life
Somethin ain't right, hit the brake lights
Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank like
Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault
Great then I falls, my insides crawl
and I clam up (wham) I just slam shut
I just can't do it, my whole manhood's
just been stripped, I have just been vicked
So I must then get off the bus then split
Man fuck this shit yo, I'm goin the fuck home
World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan
Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land
Time for me to just take matters into my own hands
Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back
(8 Mile Road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm goin
Sorry momma I'm grown, I must travel alone
ain't gon' follow the footsteps I'm making my own
Only way that I know how to escape from this 8 Mile Road
[Eminem]
I'm walkin these train tracks, tryin to regain back
the spirit I had 'fore I go back to the same crap
To the same plant, and the same pants
Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP
And get a new plan, momma's got a new man
Poor little baby sister, she don't understand
Sits in front of the TV, buries her nose in the pad
And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand
While she colors her big brother and mother and dad
Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head
Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had
But I keep runnin from somethin I never wanted so bad!
Sometimes I get upset, cause I ain't blew up yet
It's like I grew up, but I ain't grow me two nuts yet
Don't gotta rep my step, don't got enough pep
The pressure's too much man, I'm just tryin to do what's best
And I try, sit alone and I cry
Yo I won't tell no lie, not a moment goes by
That I don't pray to the sky, please I'm beggin you God
Please don't let me pigeon holed in no regular job
Yo I hope you can hear me homey wherever you are
Yo I'm tellin you dawg I'm bailin this trailer tomorrow
Tell my mother I love her, kiss baby sister goodbye
Say whenever you need me baby, I'm never too far
But yo I gotta get out there, the only way I know
And I'ma be back for you, the second that I blow
On everything I own, I'll make it on my own
Off to work I go, back to this 8 Mile Road
[Chorus]
[Eminem]
You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it
Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest
To be walkin this borderline of Detroit city limits
It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate
of authenticity, you'd never even see
But it's everything to me, it's my credibility
You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC
who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me
But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time
Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes
Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline
But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go
Who must I show, to bust my flow
Where must I go, who must I know
Or am I just another crab in the bucket
Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it
Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit
I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with
I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit
At the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit
And it's cold, tryin to travel this road
Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode
My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want
is pity from no one, the city is no fun
There is no sun, and it's so dark
Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart
From each one of my limbs, by each on of my friends
It's enough to just make me wanna jump out of my skin
Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not
what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top
I just explode, the kettle gets so hot
Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got
But I've learned, it's time for me to U-turn
Yo it only takes one time for me to get burned
Ain't no fallin no next time I meet a new girl
I can no longer play stupid or be immature
I got every ingredient, all I need is the courage
Like I already got the beat, all I need is the words
Got the urge, suddenly it's a surge
Suddenly a new burst of energy is occured
Time to show these free world leaders the three and a third
I am no longer scared now, I'm free as a bird
Then I turn and cross over the median curb
Hit the 'burbs and all you see is a blur from 8 Mile Road
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Hip Hop Is My Gateway Drug...
Monday, December 15, 2008
What Am I Doing?
So its 3:35am and I'm at a "party/kickback". Obviously I'm bored out of my mind and have no clue why I'm even here if I'm blogging right now. I could be at home, making music, chillin' with my son or even with B. Sometimes I don't even understand myself and my actions.
Hmmm...
At the show earlier tonite we did a few hours ago I just couldn't help shaking my head at the other "artists" that were performing. Just sad. They aren't serious about this, they don't really want this. Or maybe they do, who knows?
I need 2 gigs of RAM for my computer to mix these songs me and Ant been doing. Shit is wack, its always something trying to stop my progress.
I'm ranting and rambling in this entry...
Just stay tuned, your watching history unfold...
Sunday, December 14, 2008
Saturday, December 13, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
The Big Homie
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Keep The Receipt
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Best Friend
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Breakout
Monday, December 8, 2008
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
It's Your World...
Friday, December 5, 2008
What happens to the homies after you blow up??
So I wake up this morning and hop on the internet and start browsing around. I come across a article on allhiphop.com talking about what happens when people get together in crews and one of the people makes it into the game. What happens to the rest of the crew??
Are they instantly put on and dont have to work anymore since they helped you get to where you are? What if they didnt actually contribute to your career at all and you were just homies? What is the obligation that the "star" has to his homies that he's known since back in the day, but didnt give a damn about the "dream"???
I wanna hear some of you guys thoughts on this topic and what you feel is the right thing to do...
As you think of this here's some classic music from
2 friends from 10 yrs ago in hip hop....
Thursday, December 4, 2008
2009 Grammy Nominees
Just like Stage predicted to me a year ago, Lil Wayne leads the Grammy nominees for 2009 with 8 nods. This should be a interesting year seeing who wins in the hip hop categories.