DREAMS OF FUCKING A COCAINE DEALER

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TO: HE WHO OVERCHARGES US FOR WHAT THEY DID TO COLD CRUSH
FROM: JUST NOW LEARNING THE SHIT THAT YOU TAUGHT
RE: WHAT WE TALK ABOUT WHEN WE TALK ABOUT DRUGS

TO QUOTE YOU: "Y'ALL RESPECT THE ONE WHO GOT SHOT WHILE I RESPECT THE SHOOTER." I WAS JUST WONDERING, DID YOU LEAVE OFF THE FOLLOWING BAR WHERE YOU ALSO POINT OUT THE MASSIVE AMOUNTS OF DAP YOU GIVE RAPPERS WHO WEAVE UTTER FUCKING SCI-FI?
PICTURE RICK RIZZLE, SITTING IN HIS HOUSE, SURROUNDED BY BALLED UP PIECES OF NOTEBOOK PAPER.
WHAT WAS THAT? OH...YOU THOUGHT HE WAS WRITING RHYMES!!!!!??!?!? SHIT, MAN. I'M SORRY. NO, WHEN YOU GET TO RICK'S AESTHETIC TAX BRACKET YOU JUST GOTTA LET THE MUSE COME TO YOU, DOGGY. CAN'T HURRY THAT SHIT.
ROSS WAS JUST BEAN COUNTING, TRYING TO MAKE ENDS MEET.
SEE, HE NEEDS 10 MIL A YEAR JUST TO GET BY. AND HE DON'T MAKE 10 MIL OFF MUSIC. GET ME? AND HE LIVES IN MIAMI, NAHMEAN? IT'S CLOSE TO SOUTH AMERICA, DIG? HE'S FOUND A WAY TO SUPPLY THE DEMAND OF M.I.'S ACTIVE LIFESTYLE GLADIATORS.
AND HE WROTE AN ALBUM ABOUT IT.
BUT HERE'S THE THING. WHEN YOU TALK ABOUT CHILLAXING WITH CHRIS AND PALTROW, I THINK IT'S MAD DUMB. BUT I BELIEVE YOU. SOMETIMES I DO A LITTLE MENTAL GYMNASTICS AND IMAGINE YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT THIS CAT...












CHRIS...PA...ALMOST! ANYWAY, THE POINT IS, YOU'RE BEING A SQUARE-G WITH A DUDE.

LET'S SAY ALL RICK'S SHIT ABOUT NORIEGA BEING INDEBTED TO HIM (EVEN THOUGH ROSS WAS 12 WHEN N.O.R.I. WENT TO FEDERAL) IS REALLY AN MC RUNNING IN THE BEAUTIFUL MEADOW OF LANGUAGE.
WORD, WORD, ARTISTIC LICENSE, THE POET AT WORK. SURE THING, DUKE. I WOULD TOTALLY AGREE WITH YOU, EXCEPT THIS CAT'S MAIN CONTIBUTION TO THE GAME HAS BEEN RHYMING 'ATLANTIC' WITH 'ATLANTIC.' SO IF YOU'RE TELLING ME HE'S USING ICONIC FIGURES OF THE DRUG TRADE TO ESTABLISH HIS BONA FIDES, YOU GOTTA SELL THAT SLUSHY TO ANOTHER FUCKING ESKIMO.

THE ONLY THING DUDE IS STEPPING ON IS FUCKING REALITY. I'M NOT SAYING HIS MAN ISN'T DOING LIFE FOR RUNNING AN EMPIRE. OR THAT HE DOESN'T HAVE VARSITY LETTERS FROM SOME PRETTY SERIOUS SQUADS. AND, NOW THAT WE'RE REALLY CHOPPING IT UP, IT'S NOT LIKE I WANT SOME HAND-HELD, PURE FUCKING TRUTH IN BARS. IT WOULD BE PRETTY WEIRD IF PORT WAS LACED WITH TRACKS LIKE, "FUCK! I CUT MY FINGER! AGAIN!" OR "WHEN I SAY 20 MINUTES, I MEAN 2 HOURS" OR "DON'T ASK HOW IT'S POSSIBLE FOR ME TO HAVE JUST LEFT MY HOUSE WHEN I TOLD YOU I WAS ON THE FDR AN HOUR AGO." SOME OF LIFE'S MINUTAE DOESN'T NEED TO BE FROZEN IN RHYME.
BUT COME ON. SAYING NORIEGA IS IN YOUR DEBT OR SAYING YOU STILL GOT DUDES WHO REALLY DEAL COCAINE...SHUT THE FUCK UP! DON'T INSULT EVERYBODY'S INTELLIGENCE. IF HE'S SAYING, 'I GOT THE EVANSTON, WYOMING BATHTUB METH GAME ON LOCK!" I WOULD TAKE HIS WORD ON THAT. BUT I HEARD TELL THAT MIAMI-DADE LAW ENFORCEMENT, WHEN NOT DIPPING TO CUBA WITH GONG-LI, ARE SOMEWHAT AWARE OF THE CITY'S DRUG PROBLEM! YOU WOULDN'T HAVE TO GO DOWN ON A JUDGE TO GET A WARRANT ON DOUBLE R.
HE'S SAYING, 'IF YOU WANNA GET HIGH IN DADE COUNTY THEN YOU MUST SEE ME.' HE MUST BE RESPONSIBLE FOR AT LEAST 3 OF PARIS HILTON'S PLASTIC SEPTUMS. FUCK ALL THAT! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE VERACITY OF PEOPLE'S COKE RESUMES.
BY THE WAY: I FULLY ADMIT TO FETISHIZING COKE USE AND DEALING. AND I'VE GIVEN MYSELF CARPAL TUNNEL CELEBRATING A TON OF MUSIC THAT HAS SOMETIMES/OFTEN (YOU DO THE ZOGBY SHIT) ROMANTICIZED A FUCKING MULTI-DECADE CANCER THAT'S KILLED MORE PEOPLE AND RUINED MORE LIVES THAN MOST PEOPLE ARE COMFORTABLE EVEN THINKING ABOUT. THAT'S ON ME. MAYBE ONE DAY I'LL HAVE TO STAND TALL BEFORE THE MAN. MAYBE NOT. THAT'S MY FUCKING JOURNEY, BLIZZARD-MASTER.
LET'S ALL SHARE THE UNDERSTANDING THAT 12 YEARS AGO THE STUFF YOU KICK WOULD BE CONSIDERED SO OUTLANDISH IT WAS CALLED, "SPACE SHIT" AND PRODIGY WOULD BE LIKE, 'DON'T EVEN TALK TO ME WHEN YOU SEE ME.' AND THAT MOTHERFUCKER IS ONE BOUNCED CHECK AWAY FROM THE TOURING PRODUCTION OF LIGHT IN THE PIAZZA!


LASTLY, I JUST WANTED TO MENTION: I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE WHITE BOYS WHO THINKS EVERY WORD PUSHA SAYS IS LIKE UNFUCKWITHABLE GOSPEL...WHAT'S SO FUNNY!?...BUT THIS (COURTESEY OF THE LANDLORD):

"I CAN'T TELL YOU WHO WAS REPLACING HIM BECAUSE HE'S STILL LIVING AND I AIN'T TRYING TO CATCH NO CASE FOR HIM."

I'M NOT EVEN BUZZING THE TOWER OF THE USS STOP SNITCHING. BUT A GOOD RULE OF THUMB IS IXNAY ON THE SELF-INCRIMINATION. DON'T BE YOUR OWN: