Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – Skillz – “2012 Rap Up″

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2 Chainz, 2012, 2012 Rap Up, 2Pac, Atlanta, Atlantic, Atlantic Records, Aurora, Barack Obama, Bath salt zombies, Beyonce, Big Beat, Big Bird, Big Kidz Entertainment E1 Music, Blackhand label, Blue Ivy, Blue Lines, Blue Lines Blog, Brian McKnight, Cassie, Chad Johnson, Chick fil A, Chris Bosh, Chris Brown, Coachella, Common, D'Angelo, Detroit, Diddy, Drake, East Coast, Eddie Murphy, Election, Elmo, Frank Ocean, Gabby Douglas, Gangham Style, Gays, Ghostwriter, Giants, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop Quotable, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, Hurricane Sandy, Jay-Z, Jersey Shore, Key Yemaya Walker, KONY, Lakers, Lance Armstrong, LeBron James, Lil Wayne, Linsanity, Mad Skillz, Madd Skillz, Mary J. Blige, Mayan, Mayan Apocalypse, Mayans, Miami Heat, Michigan, Mike Brown, Mitt Romney, Molly, music, New York, New York Football Giants, New York Giants, Obama, Ocho Cinco, Olympics, Prince Harry, PSY, Rap Up, Rap Ups, Rapper, Rawkus, Richmond, Rihanna, Robyn Rihanna Fenty, Same Sex Marraige, Scrappy, Sean Combs, Shaquan Lewis, Snoop Lion, Songwriter Producer Actor, Sure Shot, the Tupac hologram, Trayvon Martin, Trinidad James, Tupac, Tupac Shakur, U.S., VA, Venus Williams, Virginia, Whitney Houston

[Verse 1]
Yo, it’s the rap up 2012, let’s get this thing crackin’
I’mma tell y’all right now, this whole song gon’ be ratchet
Common threw a shot at Drake, but he ain’t wanna catch it
Giants won the Super Bowl, plus that whole Kony madness
Linsanity had New York on fire like wasabi
And you couldn’t go anywhere without hearing about Blue Ivy
Congrats to Jay and B for adding to they crew
I mean why was y’all so shocked, ain’t that what married people do?
And I’m still in my hoodie cause this violence ain’t stopping
Hope we see justice for the youngin’ Trayvon Martin
And Nicki dissed the fans, bands a make ’em dance
We got that iPhone 5, and ran to Instagram
Brian Mcknight, dumbest song of the year
Let me show how your —– works, but he ain’t get no volunteers
Kim and Kanye, huh, had us all tripping
Yeah, Mary J. Blige was out here singing for chicken
Y’all slipping, man
Bath salt zombies was all over the tubes
Same sex marriages, yes, Obama would approve
Drake met Chris Brown with a bottle in between
D’Angelo came back, LeBron got that ring

New 30 Day Song Challenge – Day 23 – Funniest Song – The Notorious B.I.G. – “Playa Hater”

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1998, 30 Day Song Challenge, Basketball Jones, Big Poppa, Biggie Smalls, Blue Lines, Blue Lines Blog, C. Wallace, Cheech and Chong, Dave Chappelle, Dave Chappelle Show, Day 23, Frank White, Funniest Song, Hey Love, Hip-Hop, Key Yemaya Walker, Life After Death, music, New 30 Day Song Challenge, New York, New York City, Playa Hata, S. Jordan, Sean "Puffy" Combs, Sean Combs, Sean John Combs, Silky Johnson, Steven "Stevie J" Jordan, The Notorious B.I.G., U.S., W. Hart

Not the funniest, but funny enough none-the-less.


The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – The NOTORIOUS B.I.G. – “I Got A Story To Tell”

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112, 1997, Al Green, Bad Boy, Bad Boy Records, Big Poppa, Biggie Smalls, Blue Lines, Blue Lines Era, Brooklyn, Buck Wild, Buckwild, Carlos "6 July" Broady, Chucky Thompson, Clark Kent, Club, Daron Jones, Deric "D-Dot" Angelettie, DJ Enuff, DJ Premier, Easy Mo Bee, Frank White, Havoc, Hip-Hop, Hip-Hop Quotable, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, I Got A Story To Tell, I'm Glad You're Mine, Jiv Poss, Kay Gee, Key Yemaya Walker, Knicks, Life After Death, music, Nashiem Myrick, New York, New York Knicks, Notorious B.I.G, Paragon, Robbery, Ron "Amen-Ra" Lawrence, RZA, Sean "Puffy" Combs, Sean Combs, sex, Stevie J, The Notorious B.I.G., U.S., Vashtie Kola

The Late Great NOTORIOUS, from the 1997 album Life After Death.
Photo of Vashtie in New York Knicks Spiziked Jordans by Vashtie Kola.
Lyrics include Mature content.

Who y’all talking to man?
Uhh
Check it out, check it out
This here goes out
to all the n—as that be f–king mad b—hes
in other n—as cribs
thinkin s–t is sweet
N—a creep up on your ass, hahaha
Live n—as respect it, check it

I kick flows for ya, kick down doors for ya
Even left all my motherf–king hoes for ya
N—as think Frankie p—y whipped, n—a picture that
With a Kodak, Insta-ma-tak
We don’t get down like that, lay my game down quite flat
Sweetness,
Where you parked at?
Petiteness,
But that ass fat
She got a body make a n—a wanna eat that, I’m f—kin’ with you
The b—h official though, d–k harder than a missile yo
Try to hit if she trippin disappearing like Arsenio
Yo, the b—h push a double-oh
with the five in front, probably a conniving stunt
Y’all drive in front, I’m a peel with her
Find a deal with her, she f–k around and steal, huh?
Then we all get laced

Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays – B.I.G. – “Hypnotize”

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Atlanta, B.I.G., Bad Boy Records, Biggie Small, Blue Lines, Brooklyn, Busta Rhymes, Christopher Wallace, Coogi, DKNY, East Coast, Funk Master Flex, Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays, Hypnotize, I-85, Key Yemaya Walker, Los Angeles, March 9th 1997, Moschino, New York, North Carolina, Puff Daddy, Queens, Rene Cecil Sotolongo, Sean Combs, Starsky and Hutch, The Notorious B.I.G.

Wow, I can’t believe that it has been 14 years since March 9th, 1997. It is funny how the events around that Sunday served as the preface that would eventually lead to my writing Blue Lines.

I can remember that early morning as we drove from Atlanta to New York for our family emergency. I had to abruptly leave school, and while my younger brother and sister sat on the back bench of the rented van, my mother had taken over the driving duties somewhere on I-85 in North Carolina, actually the worst leg of the trip between Atlanta and New York. My father slept, as my mother, surprisingly composed due to her state the days before. When I heard her mention, they just said on the radio Biggie’s dead. My ears perked up, and I raised from my college student form being sprawled across the middle bench of the van.

“Damn,” I thought as she turned up the radio so that we could get more details. A very shaken Busta Rhymes was reached by phone, and he said that all East Coast rappers were trying to get out of L.A., that proved that this was senseless violence. My heart sank, and at the moment I thought of how my family tragedy and the murder of Christopher Wallace would be tied from that moment forward. The events of that weekend would eventually lead to my meeting the future subject of my future manuscript, and future novel Blue Lines.

I have chosen “Hypnotize” as this week’s installment of Hip-Hop Quotable Wednesdays submission, because as we finally made our way into New York and Funk Master Flex was playing Biggie’s new single back, to back, to back.