Two Thousand and James Bond
In the interest of brevity, I'll fore-go the self-serving personal reflections, and the trite and worn out eulogies and bloated farewell speeches that people tend to dedicate to 2006. I'll just focus on the last few hours of the year, which were dope. The pictures didn't capture it all, but then again, nothing really can. Holla.
welcome to 50% of lupe fiasco's album
hustlers. ask about 'em.
make no mistake. part duex. one love.
one love redux.
gold standard. :)
my face represents a 'roll with it' solution to a 'what to do with all these fly bitches' problem
work finds it's way into the home.
does anyone even know who these fucks are?
thats the smug look of satisfaction that surfaces when everyone agrees that you're dope
classic.
true.
Fresh for 2007...you suckas!
Get at me in 08.
welcome to 50% of lupe fiasco's album
hustlers. ask about 'em.
make no mistake. part duex. one love.
one love redux.
gold standard. :)
my face represents a 'roll with it' solution to a 'what to do with all these fly bitches' problem
work finds it's way into the home.
does anyone even know who these fucks are?
thats the smug look of satisfaction that surfaces when everyone agrees that you're dope
classic.
true.
Fresh for 2007...you suckas!
Get at me in 08.