FACT: I’m in the mood.
FACT: I’m in the mood.
I’m pretty sure that if you ever want to control the minds of 10,000 marbles you can just play this version of this song and they will do your bidding.
Finally almost back to being normal. Got up at 6:30am and tried to take care of business:
-Buried “Loki” my dead Beta fish (His brother “Thor” looked on solemnly)
-Cut the excess foam from the foam pad that covers my matress so it no longer looks like a giant EggMcMuffin when I put new sheets on.
-Put new sheets on the bed. Old sheets have the same outline as the Shroud of Turan.
-Snuck in a load of laundry. When put it away realized I had washed two of my favorite shirts, but none of the socks nor underwear that I desperatly need.
-Washed dishes.
-Took out trash. Noticed roommate had purchased new scented trashbags. Not sure if this is awesome or a sign that 2012 really should bring the destruction.
This song and video is so precious that it might as well be a fat black girl.
But it works. And I dig it. Good work J.K.
This is what you resort to watching when you are locked in your house, with police tape surrounding your driveway because the cops shot someone a few doors down.
Life in LA. So tite.
So stoked to see Jenn posted. Missed her shit. I’m back tomorrow.
Listen to this song. Thing has more parts than a 1950’s barber shop.
go to youtube.
search for jay electronica.
put on headphones.
have a great couple of hours.
I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again: I like my hip hop raw, dirty, witty, complex and lyrically elevated. I prefer no hooks. I prefer no auto-tune. I prefer beats that took some work. I prefer rappers with something to say. I prefer to turn it up loud and let out a “oooooooWeeeee” when the song is over.
I prefer RA the Rugged Man.