@crewunB is an army…f@!k that, a navy…
I want to begin this blog by thanking all of the folk out there across this country and even a head or two overseas who have shown the crew love. We appreciate and cherish the support, and we love you all back. Trust us, we WILL NOT forget the good people who have been down with our movement since the Genesis. When we shine, you shall shine as well.
My next shout is to my team. @crewunB, take a bow while the applause button stretches out twice a Vine in length. We had a pretty damn good week, didn’t we? Heavens yes we did. I love the excitement that arises when a fresh batch of tees hits the streets like Blue Magic A-1 heroin on the west side of Harlem in ’72. Of course, we keep the a la carte game on smash 24/7/365. You add your color effects to our assortment of designs and we give it back to you on a tee or a sweatshirt of any color, custom fresh to match the flyest Nikes of your choosing. But the focus right now is on our newest release, our classic “the unbearables” black logo on white tee, a clutch move during the dog days of summer. It’s a guaranteed head turner and conversation spark wherever you go. I can’t forget the miniature @crewunB logo on the right shoulder blade; that’s our own bit of uniqueness for the apparel game. If you don’t see the logo on the right shoulder it’s not @crewunB authentic.
We got the block on the lock, the trunk stay locked. Got the Glock on cock, the block stay hot…
If I were a Major League ball player, Erykah Badu “Danger” would be my music when I go to the plate to hit (every MLB batter has his own custom music snippet when he leaves the on-deck circle to bat). I can see all the colored folk in the stadium just going dumb e’y time my name is called and Ms. Badu rocks the speakers. That bass line smacks harder than an old school black grandma when you fuck up in the church house, feel me? In real life, my favorite at-bat song is from Michael Bradley of the Cleveland Indians, a young brother on the brink of superstar status. He comes out to Rich Homie Quan’s “Walk Thru.” That nigga got like six hits in a three game series off us, including two long homers. Every time he came up to the plate I got scared.
In this world of liberation, it’s so easy to forget…
That it’s so nice to have a man around to lend a helping hand, you can bet (Yes you can, baby.)
When I was young, my mama used to say, boy, a woman’s like a flower, with love on her you shower.
Ever since that day…her words never went away,
I always will remember… to treat my baby tender…
You’ll find a heart that you’ve always been looking for…how could anybody ask for much more?
Now I like opening doors, picking up her hanky off the floor. (Treat her like a lady, treat her like a lady.)
She’s a bad son of a gun; I’m her love and Don Juan. (Treat her like a lady, treat her like a lady.)
Ollie Woodson (RIP) and the Temptations said it so well that I’d be a fool to try and further explain the vibe. But I’m gon speak for all the good fellas out here by saying, ladies, if you have a good man in your life who treats you like a lady and takes care of your needs, treat that nigga right. Be loyal to that nigga. Be completely loyal. All y’all do 24/7 on the blogs is complain how niggas ain’t shit and ask where the good men are, but when you get one in your life, you treat him like he’s one of the ain’t shit niggas. Y’all gotta stop that. You block your blessings that way. You think the Lord gon keep throwing good men your way for you to shit on? That’s putting you directly on a course to being a miserable old woman, ornery and alone. Look around your family; I’m sure you can spot one or two. Wanna be like Auntie Sara or old cousin Pam? 50, 60, or older and STILL angry than a MF, mad at the world? Keep it up, and you’ll be them in 30 years, you old trifling hoe. Count your blessings. Don’t block them.
Send all love/hate mail to firstname.lastname@example.org, as always. Follow me on the Twitter @tymonday, where I spew rhetoric that would make seasoned vets at the Kremlin blush and scream Perestroika rather than go against my squad. That includes @themisterceizzo, @CraftyLefty57, and @crewunB. Follow them too. Our new tees (another shameless but true plug) are wavy like crispy new white on whites; cop a couple to go with your fresh new steps. I’m out on the last ferry to Green Island with Reggie Noble and ole Uncle Quilly.