A Day In The Life

A Day in the Life

Before we do anything, I’m pulling the full time Rakim jack move and nominating my DJ President. Well, I’m no rapper. And I don’t have a DJ. But I do have the irreplaceable @TheMisterCeizzo, better known as Christian Eaddy. He doesn’t cut records, but he does handle the ones and twos with ease. Big ups to the CrewunB CEO; he also doubles as my consigliere. We’re making a run for the Black House. Expect it and respect it.

I really do love and enjoy verbal intercourse from a mature woman, and by mature, I don’t mean the homie’s grandmother. I mean a woman who is of age, savvy, acumen, and intelligence to badminton the verbal shuttlecock back and forth. She keeps the pace and even scores from time to time. To me that, as a non-physical attribute, comes second, right after the scent of a woman (she has to smell distinctively alluring). I can’t stand a woman who gets upset at the slightest verbal jab; I love a woman who can take a jab or two and return a blow or two when the spirit hits her. I love a woman who is knowledgeable about diverse topics and can express herself in a clear and concise manner. I don’t want to talk about a damn rap video or what Negro is a member of the illuminati. All that corner talk is played out and does nothing to please me aesthetically. Talk to me about something outside the box. Don’t get me wrong, I need her to have a lil hood in her, just a smidgen, enough to be able to relate to me if I journey down memory lane and make a stop or two. But it all hinges upon her mouthpiece and intellect. I love to get physical just like anyone else, but after sex, there has to be something more if there is a “We.” A relationship cannot flourish or exist on sex alone. That’s what makes verbal intercourse even more ill. You don’t even have to be involved with a woman sexually to shoot gems back and forth. The best is when there is an attraction, but there isn’t anything established or concrete. There hasn’t been any pairing, or even a promise of pairing in the future. There’s just the verbal, the back and forth. I swear it’s really like badminton or in my case, tennis. I use badminton as example for the masses, whose brains are unable to process thoughts efficiently or rapidly enough to spit game on the level I play on. But for us who do, it’s Serena, Nadal, Federer, Sharapova. Every verbal dart is a bull’s-eye strike (ok, most of them), and the level of wit in such a small window of time seems ever the more amazing. Women love a man with a slick mouthpiece; it keeps them on their P’s and Q’s. It’s the same for a man. When it’s played on its highest level, it’s truly a thing of beauty. If you ever want to hear game at its finest, look up Lord Finesse’s 1996 track “Game Plan.” His one-liners are top shelf, delivered with the ease of combat sniper. I feel for youse dumb MF who don’t know how to talk to a woman. “You tryna fuck?” won’t cut it with a real woman, one who’s never seen the inside of the health department or free clinic. But hey, to each his own. But don’t say Uncle Monday never put you up on game.

Shouts to my plug, who’s letting them eighths and sevens fly for thirty five and seventy cash. You are the real MVP (Kevin Durant voice, with the same amount of tears of joy in mine eyes).

Big ups to the homie Murda Mook on his already legendary freestyle during one of the battle rappers segments of the 2014 BET Hip Hop Awards Cipher. I’m not much for trying to regurgitate lines already spit, plus the delivery is always of utmost importance during a live performance. I’ll just say…if you haven’t seen his freestyle, log onto YouTube and run it back like six or seven times. They say he’s the newest king of the battle rap circuit, though we all know he’s no newcomer. I’m not the one to fake on my blog and act like I’m a battle rap head. I’ve got niggas who show up to the events live to see it take place. But I do take a look from time to time, and I fux with Calicoe, Loaded Lux, and Mook. Mook is on fire right now. Ruff Ryders need to get his project on the streets while his industry buzz is up like this. Is he still signed to RR? Me dunno. But either way, Mook is a legend in the battle rap game, and a fierce MC in any realm. Much love to Mook and the entire Harlem, eastside to west.

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