Man, Oh Man
Lord of lord, I was just cruising through YouTube and found something exciting.
For the last three years, I was in Kings' Court Singers at North Central. Kings' Court usually gets dwarfed by the "almighty overlords" better known as Counterpoints.
Luckily though, for once, someone uploaded the videos of Kings' Court at contest. Which is spectacular - and rare. Let the music shine divine and sublime. That's rhyming. Yo yo. Could be a rapper. In da' hood.
Well, anywayz, that's really all the news for now. Not much has been going on homes. Jus' work. And you know how that be. Yo yo.
Oh yeah, something intriguing did happen. Last Saturday, after leaving the Whoozfur meet - sorta got lost. Not just lost, like in a nice happy area. You know, where you're driving down the highway and you're like, "Wait a minute, we should have taken the last exit".
No, it wasn't like that. It was more like this, "Does that sign say 30th street? Are those five black people riding on the same bike and all holding paper bags?"
The world changed man. It went from being sunshine to smog. And from smog to Church's Chicken. It's sad though - KFC and Church's Chicken were right next to each other. Like a holy gate that leads you into the ghetto. They should hang a sign between the two with the words, "Forget yo' hope all you bitches who feel like stepping on my turf, motha fucka."
Anyway, we were eventually forced to pullover at a gas station and ask a man behind bullet proof glass for directions.
The State Fair Ground is literally the line between reality and "whacked up shit bitch". Beware you innocent people. Beware of what lies on 30th street and beyond. Shoes literally hang over the power lines. You know you're in for it when you see that.
Anyway, it's to late to think. The world is all like, "Go to sleep", and I'm like, "STFU GET OUT OF MY ROOM."
For the last three years, I was in Kings' Court Singers at North Central. Kings' Court usually gets dwarfed by the "almighty overlords" better known as Counterpoints.
Luckily though, for once, someone uploaded the videos of Kings' Court at contest. Which is spectacular - and rare. Let the music shine divine and sublime. That's rhyming. Yo yo. Could be a rapper. In da' hood.
Click to viewWell, anywayz, that's really all the news for now. Not much has been going on homes. Jus' work. And you know how that be. Yo yo.
Oh yeah, something intriguing did happen. Last Saturday, after leaving the Whoozfur meet - sorta got lost. Not just lost, like in a nice happy area. You know, where you're driving down the highway and you're like, "Wait a minute, we should have taken the last exit".
No, it wasn't like that. It was more like this, "Does that sign say 30th street? Are those five black people riding on the same bike and all holding paper bags?"
The world changed man. It went from being sunshine to smog. And from smog to Church's Chicken. It's sad though - KFC and Church's Chicken were right next to each other. Like a holy gate that leads you into the ghetto. They should hang a sign between the two with the words, "Forget yo' hope all you bitches who feel like stepping on my turf, motha fucka."
Anyway, we were eventually forced to pullover at a gas station and ask a man behind bullet proof glass for directions.
The State Fair Ground is literally the line between reality and "whacked up shit bitch". Beware you innocent people. Beware of what lies on 30th street and beyond. Shoes literally hang over the power lines. You know you're in for it when you see that.
Anyway, it's to late to think. The world is all like, "Go to sleep", and I'm like, "STFU GET OUT OF MY ROOM."