FEED THE CITY 2010

On Sunday Nov. 21st we will hold the 2nd annual ::FEED THE CITY:: pre Thanksgiving dinner for the HOMELESS and less fortunate from 2-5pm at Monroe Park in Richmond VA.

If you are able to contribute your time, donate food, or know anyone in need who can benifit from this event WE NEED YOUR HELP. We are also accepting winter clothing so pull out those jackets, scarves, gloves, and hats in the back of the closet and bring them out.

There is NO COST!!!! We will be feeding a very large number of people (approx. 250) so any help that you can offer is greatly appreciated. Feel free to pass the word to other non profit organizations, churches, investors, support groups, or anyone who is willing to help.

We are doing this for the homeless and less fortunate ONLY. If you know any families in need, make sure you bring them out or pass the info along. If you are willing to help, even if its just volunteering you time you can contact 804.304.5895

So join us as we give back to the city and have a Thanksgiving experience for those who may not have one otherwise.

This is a non profit event.

Joell Ortiz...smh!!!

Listen to Joell Ortiz

Andre 3000....yup

That will be all...

Solar Speaks To MTV's Sway

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**I think he is full of shit**

Slept On Jointzzzz...

Binary Star (OneBeLo) all i gotta say about this is "Lyrics! Somebody want Lyrics!?!....yo OneBeLo is slept on like a mug! This track musically is beautiful add in his poisonous rhymes and DAMN! Wake the fuck up!!! I'm giving you a Reality Check...

Slept On Jointzzzz...

I have decided to add a little extra to the blog for those who like to get your Rip Van Winkle on...Introducing the "Slept on Jointzzzz" check back every day i may just be hitting you with a pillow...don't let the bed bugs bite!

El Da Sensei - Crowd Pleasa from FatBeatsRecords on Vimeo.

It's A New Sheriff In Town---But It Ain't Reggie Hammond.

He was/is one of my favorites.

This dude could easily rhyme most of these emcees under a table.

There was talk of Dame and Jay signing him to Roc-A-Fella. He was THAT nice.

February 15, 1999, Big L was murdered in Harlem.

He was supposed to be the king... because he was the king.

I'm not into celebrating death. I choose to celebrate the life of one the most gifted emcees, EVER.

On this day, throw your "L's" up.

Big L...rest in peace.

Dilla + De La = Stake Sauce.

It's Dilla week. I love Dilla. You love Dilla. Of course.

While going through my records, I wanted to pull/post something that not only is monumental to the legacy of Dilla, I also wanted to pull a record that speaks to life as we know it, in 2010. Funny thing, the song of choice is from 1996. De La Soul Stakes Is High album. This song (title track) works on a couple of different levels. It showcases the production of Dilla AND De La's lyrics serve as the antithesis of the Bad Boy/Versace-inspired dominance of Hip-Hop at the time.

It was relevant in 1996. It's relevant in 2010.

Funny.

POS:

The instamatic focal point bringing damage to your boroughs
Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough
Got the solar gravitation so I'm bound to pull it
I gets down like brothers are found ducking from bullets
Gun control means using both hands in my land
Where it's all about the cautious livin'
Migrating to a higher form of consciousness, compliments
Of strugglin', that shouldn't be notable,
Man every word I say should be a hip hop quotable.

DOVE:
I'm sick of bitches shakin' asses
I'm sick of talkin' about blunts,
Sick of Versace glasses,
Sick of slang,
Sick of half-ass awards shows,
Sick of name brand clothes.
Sick of R&B bitches over bullshit tracks,
Cocaine and crack
Which brings sickness to blacks,
Sick of swoll' head rappers
With their sicker-than raps
Clappers and gats
Makin' the whole sick world collapse
The facts are gettin' sick
Even sicker perhaps
Stickabush to make a bundle to escape this synapse

POS:
Man life can get all up in your ass baby you betta work it out
Let me tell you what it's all about
A skin not considered equal
A meteor has more right than my people
Who be wastin' time screaming who they've hated
That's why the Native Tongues have officially been re-instated

(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Higher than high)
You know them stakes is high
(Higher than high)
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high, you know them stakes is high
When we dealin' with the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
(Hey yo, what about that love?)

POS:
Yo, it's about love for cars, love for funds
Loving to love mad sex, loving to love guns
Love for opposite, love for fame and wealth
Love for the fact of no longer loving yourself, kid
We living in them days of the man-made ways
Where every aspect is vivid,
these brothers no longer talk shit
Hey yo, these niggas live it
'Bout to give it to you 24/7 on the microphone
Plug One translating the zone
No offense to a player, but yo, I don't play
And if you take offense, fuck it, got to be that way
J.D., Dove, show your love, what you got to say?

DOVE:
I say G's are making figures at a high regard
And niggas dying for it nowadays ain't odd
Investing in fantasies and not God
Welcome to reality, see times is hard
People try to snatch the credit, but can't claim the card
Showing out in videos, saying they cold stars
See, shit like that will make your mama cry
Better watch the way you spend it
'Cause the stakes is high

Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high

I think that smiling in public is against the law
'Cause love don't get you through life no more
It's who you know and "How you, son?"
And how you gettin' in, and who the man holding
Hey yo, and how was the scams and how high
Yo what up, huh? I heard you caught a body
Seem like every man and woman shared a life with John Gotti

POS:
But they ain't organized!

DOVE:
Mixing crimes with life enzymes
Taking the big scout route
And niggas know doubt better
Than they know their daughters
And their sons
(Oh boy)

POS:
Yo, people go through pain and still don't gain
Positive contact just like my main man
Who got others cleaning up his physical influence
His mind got congested
He got the nine and blew it
Neighborhoods are now hoods cause nobody's neighbors
Just animals surviving with that animal behavior
Under I who be rhyming from dark to light sky
Experiments when needles and skin connect
No wonder where we live is called the projects
When them stakes is high you damn sure try to do
Anything to get the piece of the pie
Electrify
Even die for the cash
But at last I be out even though you wantin' more
This issue is closed like an elevator door
But soon re-opened once we get to the next floor where the

(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Y'all know them stakes is high
When we talkin' 'bout the
(Vibes....vibrations)
Stakes is high
Stakes is high, come on

Happy Born Day Dilla!!! (Feb 7, 1974)

Dilla a.k.a Jay Dee - My Tribute 2009 from Andy Brown on Vimeo.

Muuuuuuuahhh!!!!

P.S. Shout out to Andy Brown! Dope Tribute, sun!

Dilla & the Cassette