Thursday, April 16, 2009

Yo, Im in lunch. And this girl was just eating BABY POWDER! Yes like Johnson & Johnson baby powder. Thats waaay to ghetto. Some people are just TOO hood.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Jealousy Kills





"Stop Hatin on a nigga, that is a weak emotion the lady of a nigga" - lil WAYNE


I hate when people get jealous man. It annoys me. If you're confident with what your rockin' then jealousy should never be an issue.


When people say they have swagger or "swagg" what does that really entail? To me, swagger is your overall being. Like style, personality, and confidence.

But what I'm really gettin at is.. Jealous guys. I've been recieving a lot of hate lately and anemostiy from dudes lately. Some guys approaching me for talking to their girl. Fam, are you serious. I wasn't even trying to spit game at the girl or even make a move on her.

And I don't like dudes like that. Who try to control every aspect of their girls lives. Please man, let people be free. "She wants to move.. She wants to move but you're hoggin' her. You're guarding her" Pharrell

Let her make her own decisions. Let her be her. You are her boyfriend. Not her guardian. Not her decision-maker. BOYFRIEND. Not EVERYTHING.

I'm not into fighting.. Especially fighting over girls. ESPECIALLY over girls I'm not romantically interested in. So please save the drama because me and drama aren't buddies. Well I guess the moral of this post is.. Save the drama for your momma and fix your insecurities. Because insecurities make you jealous. So please get that worked out because I'm not in the mood for you.
Eatin lunch with that girl.
School is going so slow right now.. It sucks so much. I just want it to be done. But I have lunch next and I might be hanging with new girl.. So yeah. Later..
While on public transit something got me thinking.. I dislike girls who sag their pants. Honestly it's a guy thing. Be a lady and where fitted tight jeans.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Dear, Hip Hop Nation

Hip Hop will always survive. Only what's in YOUR heart can kill Hip-Hop for you. It's people who put themselves in little boxes or hold onto Hip-Hop and keep it for themselves that ruins it for those individuals. If we were all wiped out, the next generation would find our beats and go on from there


-Marcus "MdB" Browder


-props to Steve Caballero for the words...
In the Daytime.. I cruise the streets admiring the ladie's waist lines...
Blogging from my phone? SOUNDS PRETTY DOPE.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

808s & My Heartbreaks






MAN, is it possible for me to ever be happy. I mean I am happy. I feel great.. But then I always go for the impossible girl... the IMPOSSIBLE girl. I sweat I feel like just packing up and moving to my aunt's crib in Texas.. leaving Chicago. Leaving the entire place. I'm really just a guy trying to live life and experience the joys of life.. But then my heart keeps getting stomped on.


I can't even write good songs anymore these days.. I know you guys are saying my lyrics are good or whatever.. But I know they suck. You don't have to gas me up. I'm sitting here thinking will ever find Mrs. Right or will Mrs. Right imposters keep knocking at the door. She keeps getting in.. I guess it's time for me to put up my jacket and go out and look for the true Mrs. Right. Sometimes I think I care to much. Sometimes I'm just too nice. Sometimes I play the good guy too much.

I don't see what is wrong with me... hmm... I can't see anything. I'm not ugly (at least I don't think so), I'm very intelligent, I'm very nice to people, I'm a good guy, and I play a sport. I don't know.. I feel really shitty right now. I used to think highly of myself.. I still do.. but nobody thinks the same.

Apparently, I'm too vulgar, I'm too this and I'm too that.. I feel like Kid in House Party before he got Sydney.. I'm going after all these Sharraines.. and they all go after Play. Or maybe I'm just everything I think I'm not. Maybe I'm ugly, maybe I'm mean, maybe I'm dumb, maybe I'm not athletic.. maybe I'm just a scrub and maybe I'm just not good enough.. who knows.. YOU TELL ME. But I think I'm just gonna go attempt to do something fun. Maybe I should go shopping or something. Maybe I should go buy a new personality, maybe a new look, maybe even a new me.. Because these girls got me feeling worthless..

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

To: You



You mean to tell me out of all these contacts I can't find a lady to respond a text back... but if you get lonely why don't you visit a friend.. I know you're home but you won't pick the phone. Show me some love...

Damn baby, we've been texting for hours.. April showers.. bring May flowers.. Random thoughts.. But you're the only thought goin' through my head.. I'm not J. Holliday but I can put you to bed.. But not yet.. I want to get to know your brain I'm not all about sex. Trying to work out.. So when you see me I can flex.. We can go to the megaplex to see a movie or somethin.

I got a crush on the finest chick... I know you're going to be difficult to get.. But you're the only girl I'm trying to get with.. When I first talked to you.. I was a little nervous.. But now I realized me and you... perfect.

*Video of the Week- Young Money ft. lil WAYNE, Drake, Jae Millz, Gutta, Mack Maine





This video is dope. The song is amazing.. I loved the whole thing... enjoy.

Solitaire



On my ride to Dallas.. I probably played 200 games of solitaire.. and this got me thinking.. Life is like a game of solitaire


I mean.. In solitaire they give you a deck that you might win with or you might lose with. They make some games easy and they make some games difficult.

People are like cards. Some are Kings, some Queens, some Jacks, some 10s, and etc.

And we are all put in a group that we have to be in order or else we won't win. We have to follow the rules or we won't win. And you only get one undo for a mistake.


So life is like a game of solitaire.. and I'm just trying to play my cards right.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

I can stunt when I want to.

I was in the barber shop today... wating to get my hair cut. and i'm texting a bunch of people trying not to get bored. And I text this girl who I once had a thing for. She texts me back and we're having a coversation.. and she's like we're too different. Apparantly her parent's expect a lot from her since her mom is a lawyer and dad does something important.. and she mentioned that her cousin is going to be working for the FBI. She says all that and I'm like..



My mom is a teacher, my dad works for UPS, all my aunts and uncles have a college degree, and my aunt has a PhD. I'm not going to list everyone's accomplishments because I don't have the time. And all my cousin's are in college and my sister is studying to become a doctor. Pressure... I have that too. Then she called me bummy be the way I dressed.


I barely see this girl..

and she came up to my school this week on wednesday or thursday.. I forget.. But I was looking ugly that day. My coat was in the cleaners, my clothes were in the wash, and my hair wasn't cut or even neatly brushed.. And she thinks she's better than me and above me. I highly dislike Girls who think they are above me and think they have so much more pressure than me. Come on now. For real?

Just because I wear Vans, Regular jeans, and Skater-ish shirts doesn't mean I'm a bum. I also wear Ralph Lauren, Dockers, and Nikes. I can stunt when I want to.. I just don't like to stunt.. that much..

But when I feel the need to go somewhere important.. I clean up quite nicely.

So ladies.. if you feel you are above me.. you're not. we are on equal playing fields. I'm not a bum. From now on I guess I will have to stunt. And I will enjoy it.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Thats What SHE Said.





This one person told me quit writing about them in my blog posts and facebook notes. The same person who I said sucks at making me sad.. Well this person rocks and making me miserable. I'm sick and tired of those girls who complain that there aren't any more good men. But when I good man, such as myself (not to brag), comes along they ignore him like he is some kind of scrub or something. I'm seriously kind of pissed and angry. She saying she felt bad for me or whatever. I'm not a charity case. I DO NOT NEED YOU.

"Damn girl, how did I swing you? I wanted you forever no I'm something you cling to."