12.31.2003
i do have some thoughts, but it's NYEve- no time for thinking...
instead, i'll leave y'all with this
safety,
dp
naturalaw-dp - 9:05 PM
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12.24.2003
sup y'all- missed my plane due to circumstances outside of my control.
next flight? 11:47...
tomorrow.
soooo- please accept this long overdue translation as a holiday gift from us to you
CHEATIN’
Music: GKAM- Chris Bynum, Vohn Higgonbotham & Antone ‘Chooky’ Caldwell on drums; Chooky on MPC programming
Lyrics: Black Picasso, Naturalaw-dp
Verse 1: (Picasso)
Shoulda been home ten minutes ago
Shoulda been 45 minutes ago
Shoulda been home two hours 23 minutes 16 seconds….
OHHHHH!
Well look who just came in through the door with a grin
Do ya mind if I ask where the hell ya been
Ya lookin’ like a feline who masticated a K9
But still you always emasculating mine
This is the absolute positively last time
Ya do me cruddy playin’ silly putty with my mind girl
Where’d ya get the run in ya pantyhose from?
Where’d ya get the cinnamon chewing gum from?
Yo who’d ya really get the stud in your tongue for
Yo baby why you tippin’ in through the back door?
And where you headed in the middle of the night
Ya need to get your cheatin’ tactics tight
I counted your prophylactics that’s right
Somebody’s getting their ass kicked tonight
I’ve got half a mind & a hundred reasons to fight
Ya fuckin’ with the wrong nigga this time
Look in my eyes & tell me you ain’t lyin’
Man I don’t care what ya say you’re lyin’
Hot ass friends I recommend that ya get together with them
& synchronize your lies next time
tell me the truth – was it the dude from the carry out?
Who had the room at the Marriott? I ain’t go!
You had a candelight dinner but - I ain’t go!
I guess the bro had ha pie a la mode a la ho yo!
I’m thinkin’ everybody with libido & a dollar got a little bit
of the kitty & yo –
All ya really had to do was come up to me like a woman & admit
you were the freak of the week but no –
you wanna have your cake & eat it to
a party with clowns & balloons
pony rides & dancing baboons
& you want to get dropped off there too? Fuck you!
I think yo’ ass is cheatin’ on me (4x)
Verse 2: (dp)
“OH you’re HOME!
Great, I’ve been WAITING for YOU!
Yes yes- how are you doing? baby did you miss me today?
Well I missed you…I missed you so much that I followed you
So yo sit down and listen to what I got to say [insert evil laugh of crazed bama]
don’t know when I knew what I know now
-but I wish I never knew you, should’ve never kept you
trickin’ my mind
try to play me for the fool like Boo Boo
what you puttin’ in my food- voodoo?
You say he’s just a friend
But since when do you get your hair done for a friend?
-Nails done for a friend, eyebrows, feet, back, tongue shaved…
And I never met the muthafuckin’ FRIEND?!
Gimme a break, it don’t take Encylopedia Brown to figure out how you get on down
Sit on down! Calling me irrational…girl, I know creepin’s fashionable
Believe me- I watch BET, none of them lies gonna work on me
-claiming that you’re sweatin’ at the gym again
breath smelling like a Cosmopolitan
here it comes again, call me baby say I’m cute when I’m buggin’ and I’m bitter cuz I really need lovin’
buckin’ like your butt been practicing
next day? Acting like nothings happening
ya thought so? Slick, ya thought wrong
-here’s a little line from my favorite song: (copyright Grand Puba “2000”)
YOU CAN GET THE TWINS WHEN I PULL ‘EM FROM THE SKINS AND I PUT ‘EM IN YOUR FACE, YOU CAN TELL ME HOW IT TASTES CUUUUZZZZZ…
I think yo’ ass is cheatin’ on me
(yeah- repeat that a bunch mo’ times…)
naturalaw-dp - 6:28 PM
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12.22.2003
I'm boycotting Christmas. I had to allow a bit of backsliding to listen to the greatest christmas album ever (and watch the associated tv special) but other than that I'm standing strong.
Outside of receiving a gift wrapped smart phone from a voluptuous secret santa dressed in a red body stocking and offering me a mug of rum-spiked eggnog, the only other thing that might make me reconsider this stance is a POEM-CEES christmas album, as this tool has been used by artists uncountable to expand their market reach.
Since no one but a few music nerds and a big time major newspaper critic understood our weird ass "concept album", we might have to follow in the footsteps of legends like the Jackson 5, Nat King Cole and Uncle Luke to help rake in that yuletide cash and get some Wal-Mart shelf space.
I thought of using the wondrous "Christmas in Hollis" as a blueprint to start crafting the first POEM-CEES Christmas song, but that was too easy. The Run-DMC/POEM-CEE analogy is a no-brainer.
Thanks to the bro Fritz Hahn, I was able to recall the perfect template for the type of music I need to begin crafting...
Band-Aid's seminal "Do They Know It's Christmas".
Do They Know It's Christmas?
(Bob Geldof/Midge Ure)
It's Christmastime,
there's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime,
we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty
we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world
at Christmastime
But say a prayer,
pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard,
but when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window,
and it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing
is the bitter sting of tears
=> And the Christmas bells that ring there
are the clanging chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them
instead of you <=
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life(Oooh)
Where nothing ever grows
No rain or rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Here's to you raise a glass for everyone
Here's to them underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world
Feed the world
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again
...Merry Whatever,
- Grinchboy
Stylus - 5:39 PM
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12.18.2003