You know, I’m probably going to go off on a tangent here, but…first off, there’s really not a whole lot more you can say about this individual…Michael Jackson has been a part of everybody’s life pretty much (even for the younger generation). When I saw the news and everyone’s tributes today, I came to a realization (correct me if I’m wrong), but we as a people really do seem to celebrate on the day of death for an individual over that persons actual birthday (which I admittedly had to look up…).


On another note, there are also folks that are obviously showing out for attention and fame, money, etc, etc. I was checking the news to find that Michael’s father, Joe Jackson, decided, on this very day, to file a wrongful death suit against Conrad Murray, whom we should all be aware of by now. Although his actions may have been genuine, I really can’t help but to question the whole timing of it. At the end of the day, I am not a Jackson, that was not my son and I nor anyone else will really know what’s truly going on unless you’re in that circle.

With that said, I will never forget him and will continue to rock to his music, not just on days to remember him.

::steps off soapbox::

Smooth Criminal

Source: MTV News

Two Stadium Shows Added To The Jay-Z & Eminem Concerts!

Well whadayaknow: “The dynamic duo have added on to their history-making Home and Home concert series. Sources confirm an additional show will go down in the D on 9/3 and in the BX on 9/14. Tickets on sale tomorrow morning at 10 am.”

Make no mistake, you’re either buying the tickets first thing tomorrow, paying for tickets and 4x the price later, or hearing other people talk about it. No time to waste!

Source: Rap Radar

I must admit, they planted a lot of things in the brains and the veins of my strain
Makes it hard to refrain, from the host of cocaine
From them whores, from the flame
From a post in the game
Makes it hard to maintain focus
They’re from the glock rounds, and lockdowns, and berries
The seeds that sow, get devoured by the same locusts
Cause it’s a hard row to hoe
if your ass don’t move, and the rain don’t fall
And the ground just dry
But the roots are strong, so some survive
So you’re surprised, now I’m bustin cries
You got more juice than Zeus
Slangin lightnin tryin to frighten
Plains dwellers, of the Serengeti
But get beheaded when you falsely dreaded
Melanin silicon and collagen injected
Dissectin my pride, fool I don’t wanna get it started
We be the lionhearted, without a fantasy
It’s like that red sprite, you can’t imagine it
unless you lookin at the canvas of life
and not through the peephole of mortality
Single minded mentality
Gettin over on loopholes
Gettin paid two-fold on technicalities
Clickin your heels, scared to bust how you feel
Pack the steel
Pickin cotton from the killing fields with no toe
I don’t we in Kansas no mo’ though
Midwest or Dirty South
Clean dressed or dirty mouth
Whether robbin preachers or killin Poor Righteous Teachers
You a scared demon
Shouldn’t be allowed to spread semen
And your cowardly lies never defyin the jackals who babble
Runnin with they pack, tail between your legs
Though the man on your head say the story
As you downplay your glory
Cacklin, helpin the shacklin of your brethern happen
Just by rappin..
LIBERTAD..

‘Liberation’ – Big Rube