#MNR: NBA LIVE ‘95
“I know some goofies that want to scalp me (ouch). Wipe out my accounts, leave me needing mouth-to-mouth...”
Nasir bin Olu Dara Jones
Hot damn, hoe. Here we go again...
So...I’ve been working hard the past couple Mondays, on-time for the most part. I haven’t taken any excessive breaks in my time back. I’ve been on the clock full-time. It feels good to be back. It’s therapeutic. I’m up late with this one, but the thoughts are as lucid as can be. Go on ‘head and put a 1.5 or a 2 in that Wood, Fronto, paper or bong. Twirl that shit then light that shit then smoke that shit. Rip that shit. Don’t crash out. Keep the tree burning. We’re on one tonight. Now...can I talk my shit? Well alright then. Let’s get it (free my #eastside nigga Dep).
I am a master creator, an elite amongst the elite. I am one of the best craftsmen to ever unite the Pilot G2 with paper. I create thoughts that permeate the most rigid of brainwaves and soothe the voracious psyche. I am from the ilk of ancient griots or pedagogues from Timbuktu or Cush. So, in other words, what you should be deciphering from my vernacular is – they can’t fuck with me, not even on their best day. That would add +1 to the death rate. And who, exactly, is “they?” They are (is) any half-stepping, mumbo-jumbo, jive turkey, fish-eyed-fool somabitch who asserts that her/his pen can touch mine. Put us on the clock. Ask Fresh’s father what the result would be. By the way...Fresh’s dad is a damn good spokesperson, and he works for the low. I pay him in 40 ounces of Old English. I lost you at Fresh’s father if you’ve never seen the movie Fresh. Keep up, mother lovers. I’m in AMG Mode, you heard?
In the past 168 hours, we’ve seen and heard some shit. Nothing’s new under the sun. Magic 2, Nas’ 231st studio album is CRAZY...tRump’s in even deeper shit, it’s hotter than a motherfucker in most of America, Gunna is still a rat ass nigga for telling on the good brother Slime to them people – free that man, FREE THE MF WAVE TSUNAMI SURF (big Jerz), too, Ukraine is still getting Powerball + Mega Millions checks while the underserved in America are still getting the ass end of the stick, every damn thing in the grocery store is still higher than Marvin Gaye singing the national anthem at the 1983 NBA All-Star game (best ever, btw – yes, better than Whitney – RIP to boffum), gas prices are creeping up like DK Metcalf on Budda Baker on that INT return, Ron DeSantis is still a hoe ass pilgrim, Dr. William B. Allen is still a hoe ass nigga, Justice Alito strongly feels that Supreme Court justices are free to be scumbags with absolute impunity (he is also a hoe ass pilgrim), and one more thing...
THERE’S BEEN A COUP IN NIGER
President Mohamed Bazoum, elected in 2021, has been overthrown, according to Niger’s top military brass. Poor economic and social governance along with national security issues were the chief causes of the coup d’état. The regime change could spell a serious blow to the West (specifically France and the U.S.), who have strong ties to Niger. The West African nation is seen as a strategic country in the fight against Islamic terrorism (3 snooze emojis). You know, Al Qaeda dem. Word in the street is that those damn Russians may have fingerprints on this, but I’ll let you in on a secret: Russia has had ties with diverse African nations for a long time now. If y’all would read more about us, you’d know more about us. But anyway, the ties are both strategic as well as economic (of course). We shall see what happens. But something else happened last week...umm, let me see, damn, I can’t remember...oh yeah...
BUD BEAT SPENCE’S MF ASS!!!
I waited about a half-decade for last Saturday night. This fight was supposed to have happened years ago. But y’all know how boxing is when two prospective opponents have different promotions. We eventually had Mayweather/Pacquaio, but six or so years after it actually should have happened. Finally, we had Crawford/Spence. Spence took the first round on points. He threw more punches. But the trained eye could see that Bud was just lining him up. Bud picked up the intensity in the second round. He put him on his ass in the third for the first time in his career. Spence was lumped and bloody by the fourth. He felt the canvas a couple more times, the last time leading to the referee stopping the fight shortly thereafter in the sixth. In the words of the great, late Lawrence Peter “Yogi” Berra, it got late early. The card was well worth my $84.99. I AM NOT paying for the rematch in December. Who’s trying to get some wings and all that night?
I really want to go back to Vegas. No, y’all don’t get it. I REALLY want to go back to Vegas. But I checked my MGM Rewards last night and they were trying to front on me for the week leading up to Thanksgiving. I wasn’t even eligible for a stay at MGM Grand. I would have actually been good to go in The Signature. Now that I think about it, The Signature is a bit nicer than Grand. But I love MGM Grand. It’s MY spot. I’m loyal. I guess I’ll have to settle for The Signature. I’m finna start a GoFundMe for my November trip. No donation is too small, but I prefer a dub and up. It helps get to the goal faster. The goal? A smooth Andre Three Stacks should cover my expenses. I also take Cash App and Zelle. Holla at your boy. It’s email@example.com for serious donation inquiries. I’m just playing. I’m just serious.
P.S. I could really use a 50-piece. Once that thang clears, this blog will from then on be sponsored by you, and you shall have your name on the blog in perpetuity.
Big ups to my lil bro CEO. He’s literally working harder than a one-legged NFL punter. He’s a man and a half. He’s always been there for me. I’ll always be there for him. I’m praying for our brother. Peace to Twin.
I’m out this bitch. It’s 01:03. It’s past my bedtime. I’m tied (tired if none of your folk are from down the way). I love you, Rhino. Peace to everyone out there getting to it every day. Oh yeah, y’all. I’m down 16 pounds. God is the greatest. Oh yeah. Peace to my 5-footer. We’re on our way to Platinum Ave. I just got the directions.
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