this weeks d.i.p.t. list

QUOTE: JACK HANDEY


See more posters at www.despair.com.

"If I ever opened a trampoline store, I don't think I'd call it Trampo-Land, because you might think it was a store for tramps, which is not the inpression we are trying to convey with our store. On the other hand, we would not prohibit tramps from browsing, or testing the trampolines, unless a tramp's gyrations seemed to be getting out of control."

HAD TO DO THIS SEEING HOW PARIS IS ALREADY OUT OF JAIL AFTER SERVING FIVE DAYS OF A 45 DAY SENTANCE REDUCED TO 24 FOR HEALTH REASONS STATING SHE WOULD STARVE BEFORE SHE ATE THE FOOD






NEW D.I.P.T. TEES JUST DROPPED FOR SUMMER

My take on the bad ass emblem of one of the best movies of our time "Fight Club". Limited numbers. And a few other designs.


My shop

Another color mix on "We Run NY" series


available by emailing me at mhanna43@gmail.com
$33

"We Sling NYC"


available by emailing me at mhanna43@gmail.com
$33

Cone Panty




available by emailing me at mhanna43@gmail.com
$26

BRAND NEW D.I.P.T. NYC X DJ R. DOT TEE DROPPED


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MUSIC: BLUE CLOUD RUFFIANS

These are good friends of mine who have been busy touring the US so check them out if your in the area and especially if your in the Charleston, SC area for the June 30 date.






music available at www.myspace.com/bluecloudruffians




Schedule

Jun 8 2007 9:00A
Harry's Barnwell, South Carolina
Jun 19 2007 8:00A
The Muse Nashville, Tennessee
Jun 23 2007 9:00A
Mchale's on Main Rock Hill, South Carolina
Jun 24 2007 8:00A
New Brookland Tavern West Columbia, South Carolina
Jun 25 2007 8:00A
Sector 7G Augusta, Georgia
Jun 26 2007 9:00A
TBA Greenville, South Carolina
Jun 27 2007 9:00A
TBA Wilmington, North Carolina
Jun 28 2007 9:00A
Luna Bean Wilson, North Carolina
Jun 29 2007 9:00A
Silver Bullet Greenville, North Carolina
Jun 30 2007 9:00A
The Map Room Charleston, South Carolina
Jul 14 2007 9:00A
Tasty World Athens, Georgia
Jul 28 2007 9:00A
Harry's Barnwell, South Carolina


POETRY AND LIT: THE BIGGS COLLECTIVE

This literary group and ramblers and strollers will be having a reading of which should not be missed if locked into the confines of the concrete jungle of which I love NYC. Information below:

Thursday July 26th 8pm
The Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery,
Manhattan, NY
www.bowerypoetry.com
212.614.0505
(F train to Second Ave, or 6 train to Bleecker)





AFTER DARK



After reading through my numerous mag subscriptions for the month. Too many for most but it is a neccesary evil for me. Anyway, due to reviews I will be picking up "After Dark" by Haruki Murakami. No I have not read it yet so I do not have a review nor would I provide one if I did. It is simply not fair to alter one's decision before they make their own opinion. By this the way this is about gamblers and hookers amongst other things from the author who brought us "Kafka on the Shore". Below is the synapsis.

"Murakami's 12th work of fiction is darkly entertaining and more novella than novel. Taking place over seven hours of a Tokyo night, it intercuts three loosely related stories, linked by Murakami's signature magical-realist absurd coincidences. When amateur trombonist and soon-to-be law student Tetsuya Takahashi walks into a late-night Denny's, he espies Mari Asai, 19, sitting by herself, and proceeds to talk himself back into her acquaintance. Tetsuya was once interested in plain Mari's gorgeous older sister, Eri, whom he courted, sort of, two summers previously. Murakami then cuts to Eri, asleep in what turns out to be some sort of menacing netherworld. Tetsuya leaves for overnight band practice, but soon a large, 30ish woman, Kaoru, comes into Denny's asking for Mari: Mari speaks Chinese, and Kaoru needs to speak to the Chinese prostitute who has just been badly beaten up in the nearby "love hotel" Kaoru manages. Murakami's omniscient looks at the lives of the sleeping Eri and the prostitute's assailant, a salaryman named Shirakawa, are sheer padding, but the probing, wonderfully improvisational dialogues Mari has with Tetsuya, Kaoru and a hotel worker named Korogi sustain the book until the ambiguous, mostly upbeat dénouement. (May)"
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MOVIES:

There are three main ones out this week: Pirates of the Caribbean, Knocked Up and Mr. Brooks. Pirates is nearly 2.5 hrs long and about the same monotonous plot as the previous versions and besides seeing the very short cameo of Keith "Coconut" Richards who has to be a friggin moron falling out of a tree, there is not much here. Johnny Depp is always a plus though. Knocked up follows the premise of what the title says featuring the new league of soon to be featuring in every movie together comedians. My choice is the new thriller featuring a fare from "Field of Dreams" and much better than the flop "The Guardian" Kevin Costner.



Synopsis.

"Earl Brooks (Kevin Costner) is a loving family man and a local business icon. But Mr. Brooks is deeply flawed and very aware of it. He is addicted to killing. Struggling with his pathology, he tries to quit, but his alter-ego, "Marshall" (William Hurt), has an altogether different idea. Detective Tracy Atwood (Demi Moore), battling with her own demons, is extremely frustrated at the lack of clues left by the mysterious killer. When Brooks is compelled to perform one last murder, he gets sloppy and is seen by a voyeuristic neighbor. Unexpectedly turned-on by what he sees, the prying neighbor, Mr. Smith (Dane Cook), has an unusual and disturbing blackmail demand. With Detective Atwood on his trail, Mr. Brooks and "Marshall" are forced to play out an increasingly elaborate game."

AND DON'T MISS THE CREW BACK FROM THE PAST FOR THE FINAL INSTALLMENT


www.oceansthirteen.warnerbros.com

ARTIST OF THE WEEK:

This was a Christmas gift from Kelly to her parents. Good job Kelly, now pack up your shit and find a foster home. If my kids tried to pass this off as a gift, they'd come home from school and find all their shit outside in a box. What a lousy gift, seriously. You give them video games and toys, and they give you some half-assed drawing with a crooked tree. I wonder how much a gift like this would set someone back. Five, maybe ten minutes to find a napkin and some markers? F


Holy shit, I almost had a seizure when I saw this one. Three words: too many colors. Also, eggs aren't supposed to have ears, dipshit.F





MEN'S GEAR:

Usually we pick one company/artist and profile, but this week we are gonna give a mixture whether you like it or not!

New one from Bean Dip artist connection featuring the one and only as painted by artist Greg Hildebrand out of Fladida.


Available at www.beandipclothing.com

Two from the crew known as the hundreds. One for the 80's kids and another title "you can't see me"




Available at www.thehundreds.com or www.vinylconnect.com

Some new designs from FUCT clothing:

A few from the LIKE MIKE brand exclusives

MIKE UNBELIEVELABULL TEE $72.74

Cool news of all the Jordan, Chicago Bulls and NBA heads :

Mike is back !

New season, new collection.

Great designs.

UNBELEIVABULL



WINGS



BULL BALLOJAM



FOR THE LADIES:

WONDERMINT TOP $40 AND CARAMEL TOP $34


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TRIPLE FIVE SOUL TERRY RAGLAN TOP $38 AND GRAPHIC V NECK $34




NEW KEDS SLIP ONS $40 FOR THOSE DAYS HANGIN OUT IN THE SUMMER REMEMBER THIS SONG. GET DIPT WITH IT. FROM THE GROUP THAT BROUGHT US O.P.P. AND HIP HOP HOORAY

This weeks d.i.p.t. list

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todays d.i.p.t. list

Quote:
"How come, just as the rocket is launching, the astronauts don't also shoot some fireworks out the window? It would make the whole takeoff look more impressive"

Movies: Georgia Rule

Well here's another from a trio of ladies. Felicity Huffman folling up her Transamerica oscar run, Jane Fonda now divorced and in much different role than her "Barbarella" bathing suit action many years and wrinkles before and the highlight the ever drunk-coked out-smoking no longer teeny bopper La La Lohan. Also she was recently videod in London blowing coke in a bathroom. Shit we all know that is not a hard thing to believe. Lohan's role fits her rebellious attitude as if it were meant to be. From Director Gara Marshall credited with Pretty Woman fame.
Bottom line: Probably worth getting d.i.p.t.



Comedy: I got a sickess and there's only one medicine


Streetwear:Acapulco Gold
http://www.turntablelab.com/clothing/319/1100/

Music: Classis Nasty Nas





Friday, June 1st


Mat Kearney & Lily Allen

Two incredible talents, Mat Kearney & Lily Allen, are performing at Centre Stage at The Plex on the same night. These two artists are receiving massive air play across the nation and with the help of our friends at 95SX you get to see them together for one spectacular show at a fantastic price.

All Ages
Venue:Centre State at The Plex
Tickets:$19.95
Details:Doors 7PM
North Charleston, SC | Map ||
Purchase Online||
Visit Mat Kearney's Web Site||
Visit Lily Allen's Web Site||

Stay d.i.p.t. and keep ya ears to the street.

Today's d.i.p.t. list

Quote:
"Here's a good thing to do if you go to a party and you don't know anybody: First, take out the garbage. Then go around and collect any extra garbage that people might have, like a crumpled-up napkin, and take that out too. Pretty soon people will want to meet the busy garbage guy. "


Everyone watch out for that leprechaun in Mobile, AL:


Movie:Hot Fuzz
This one is funny as hell from the British clowns that brought us Shaun of the Dead.

Nicholas Angel is the finest cop London has to offer, with an arrest record 400% higher than any other officer on the force. He's so good, he makes everyone else look bad. As a result, Angel's superiors send him to a place where his talents won't be quite so embarrassing - the sleepy and seemingly crime-free village of Sandford. Once there, he is partnered with the well-meaning but overeager police officer Danny Butterman. The son of amiable Police Chief Frank Butterman, Danny is a huge action movie fan and believes his new big-city partner might just be a real-life "bad boy," and his chance to experience the life of gunfights and car chases he so longs for. Angel is quick to dismiss this as childish fantasy and Danny's puppy-like enthusiasm only adds to Angel's growing frustration. However, as a series of grisly accidents rocks the village, Angel is convinced that Sandford is not what it seems and as the intrigue deepens, Danny's dreams of explosive, high-octane, car-chasing, gunfighting, all-out action seem more and more like a reality. It's time for these small-town cops to break out some big-city justice.


d.i.p.t. T of the Week

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Streetwear: 10X

05.03.07
SPRING 2007-LIVE LARGER GROUP PREVIEW.

The final installment of our Spring 2007 collection hits stores worldwide on Thursday, May 3rd. The largest delivery of the season, the "Live Larger" group embodies one of the brand's prominent mottos through the lens of Native American motifs and imagery.

A tightly-themed collection, the Live Larger product offering is comprised of new tee designs, caps, hoodies, crewneck sweatshirts, as well as the much-speculated "Last of a Dying Breed" New Era cap and the lightweight Sunburst nylon technical jacket.

Product will be available for purchase online and in stores worldwide on Thursday, May 3rd

http://www.tenthdivision.com

Lit: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

I dont care how much a bad ass you think you are you know you want to dip into this. With a initial print run of 12 million copies Rowling is sure to be rollin over and over in dough. The movie to follow later.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is the seventh and final book in the Harry Potter series of novels by J. K. Rowling. The book title was announced on December 21, 2006 via a special Christmas-themed hangman puzzle on Rowling's website and confirmed shortly afterwards by the book's publishers.[1] Rowling has stated that the final volume relates so closely to the previous book in the series, Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince, "almost as though they are two halves of the same novel."[2] It features the adventures of the series' protagonist Harry Potter as he attempts to bring an end to his nemesis, Lord Voldemort.

The book will be released in English-speaking countries around the world at 00:01 British Summer Time on July 21, 2007. In the U.S., however, the book will be released at 00:01 local time, which will be 8 hours after the other English-speaking countries for the first U.S. States to reach 00:01.[3] The book reached the top spot on both the Amazon.com- and Barnes and Noble-bestseller lists just a few hours after the date was announced on 1 February 2007.[4] American publisher Scholastic announced an initial print run of 12 million copies, together with an advertising campaign, including the staged release of the seven questions most debated by fans.[5] The book is expected to be 608 pages in the British edition,[6] and has been confirmed to be 784 pages in the US edition, and 816 pages in the US deluxe edition.[7] The book is the largest pre-ordered book in history.[8]

Rowling completed the book while staying at the Balmoral Hotel in Edinburgh in January 2007 and left a signed statement on a marble bust of Hermes in her room which read: "JK Rowling finished writing Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows in this room (652) on 11 January 2007".[9] In a web update on 6 February 2007, Rowling wrote, "While each of the previous Potter books has strong claims on my affections, 'Deathly Hallows' is my favourite, and that is the most wonderful way to finish the series."[10]

Music: Lil Weezy Ana

Check out two of these sampler trax from the hot mixtape "Lil Weezy Ana"

Blue Cloud Ruffians

This group is hot and are also good friends from home in the SC. Check out their music below.



www.myspace.com/bluecloudruffians
cdbaby.com/cd/bluecloudruffians

DIPTLIST [i'm the major bison of the boulevard, the barracude fightin on the fishin rod]

QUOTE OF THE DAY:

"Sometimes when I feel like killing someone, I do a little trick to calm myself down. I'll go over to the persons house and ring the doorbell. When the person comes to the door, I'm gone, but you know what I've left on the porch? A jack-o-lantern with a knife stuck in the side of it's head with a note that says "You." After that I usually feel a lot better, and no harm done." [Handey]


COMEDY: YOU CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH OF RACK EM WILLIE


MOVIE: VINCENT GALLO'S "THE BROWN BUNNY"

This is the controversial movie from acclaimed director, artist, musician Vincent Gallo who resides in NOHO NYC, my old neighborhood. It stars Chloe Sevigny and Vincent states his sperm is on the market for $300,000. Ego?

The Brown Bunny


The Brown Bunny is both a love story and a haunting portrait of a lost soul unable to forget his past.

After finishing a motorcycle race in New Hampshire, Bud Clay (Vincent Gallo) loads his racing bike into the back of his van and begins a cross-country odyssey to Los Angeles where he is to compete in another race. During his trip, he meets three very different women: Violet, a wholesome all-American gas station attendant; Lilly (Cheryl Tiegs), a fellow lost soul he connects with at a highway rest stop; and Rose, a Las Vegas prostitute.

Though he can never escape his intense feelings for the love of his life, Daisy (Chloë Sevigny), he plans to reconcile with her when he reaches Los Angeles.

Along the way, he also makes a series of unusual stops; at his childhood neighborhood (where he visits Daisy’s mother); at a pet shop in the Midwest; and at the surreal Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah.

Arriving in Los Angeles, Bud checks into a motel before visiting the abandoned home he once shared with Daisy. He leaves a note, hoping she will turn up at his motel room . . .

Building to a notorious climax, the film presents one of the frankest portrayals of male sexuality ever seen in American cinema

The Brown Bunny


The Brown Bunny is both a love story and a haunting portrait of a lost soul unable to forget his past.

After finishing a motorcycle race in New Hampshire, Bud Clay (Vincent Gallo) loads his racing bike into the back of his van and begins a cross-country odyssey to Los Angeles where he is to compete in another race. During his trip, he meets three very different women: Violet, a wholesome all-American gas station attendant; Lilly (Cheryl Tiegs), a fellow lost soul he connects with at a highway rest stop; and Rose, a Las Vegas prostitute.

Though he can never escape his intense feelings for the love of his life, Daisy (Chloë Sevigny), he plans to reconcile with her when he reaches Los Angeles.

Along the way, he also makes a series of unusual stops; at his childhood neighborhood (where he visits Daisy’s mother); at a pet shop in the Midwest; and at the surreal Bonneville Salt Flats in Utah.

Arriving in Los Angeles, Bud checks into a motel before visiting the abandoned home he once shared with Daisy. He leaves a note, hoping she will turn up at his motel room . . .

Building to a notorious climax, the film presents one of the frankest portrayals of male sexuality ever seen in American cinema

www.vincentgallo.com


MUSIC: 3-6 MAFIA
Dont forget to watch Adventures in Hollyhood at 10 pm EST tonight on MTV and check out Triece's hot wings. Stay fly and dipt.




STREETWEAR:
Some are reversible some are not. Mainly designed by Alvaro Ilizarbe. Sometimes he has his friends make stuff and he’ll print it. No sleep, no sleep , no sleep. Located In Miami, Fl (US).

www.freegums.com

HIGH FASHION: KATE MOSS TOPSHOP LINE JUST DROPPED WITH THE HOTNESS

Besides strolling the catwalk from about everywhere possible, snorting coke with illicit boyfriend Pete Doherty, and sloppin drinks up in every club from NY to Paris she has now debuted her new line excusive to TOPSHOP

Hundreds of shoppers lined up for a sneak peek at Kate Moss' new collection for British fashion retailer Topshop.

Moss posed briefly in a store window in a flowing orange dress to promote the preview only moments before it began. Topshop was to let groups of shoppers browse for 20 minutes at a time Monday to avoid a mad scramble.

The collection includes jeans, shirts and dresses designed by the 33-year-old supermodel.

First in line outside the chain's Oxford Street store was 16-year-old Yasmin Kidd. "I want to get first pick," said Kidd, who was accompanied by her mother. "I'm a fan of Kate Moss and I usually shop at Topshop."

Customers could try on a maximum of eight garments during the preview and could purchase five of them. The company said it hoped limiting the number of garments per person would discourage shoppers from selling items on the eBay online auction house.

The collection by Moss was to be formally unveiled Tuesday. A Man A Woman

A Man A Woman







Shoppers can choose from 50 designs, including a vest top for $24 and a cropped leather jacket for $300. Other items include skinny jeans, one-shoulder minidresses and T-shirts with the letter K woven into the designs.

The collection includes a summer line set to hit Topshop in June.

www.katemosstopshop.com

Stay D.I.P.T and keep your ear to the streets

Tribute to the Tiggs

Tampa here we come

The Biggs Collective NYC

This is a group of poets and thieves based in NYC of whom one of the members Kiely Sweatt is a dear friend.

Kiely Lynden Sweatt has spent a lot of the last 3 years traveling between West Virginia, Dallas, Philadelphia and now New York. She took up writing in college at West Virginia University where she got a BA in Spanish but is
working on her masters in Poetry at the New School. She hopes to get together her first book of poems based on translations from languages she does not know or a book of sestinas. Eventually, she would like to explore other genres of writing and put together a poetry cookbook for kids. She is currently working on sending her work out this year to publications.

upcoming:

Thursday April 12th 7:30
s t a i n
766 Grand St.
Brooklyn, NY
www.stainbar.com
718.387.7840
(L to Grand, 1 block west)

Thursday July 26th 8pm
The Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery,
Manhattan, NY
www.bowerypoetry.com
212.614.0505
(F train to Second Ave, or 6 train to Bleecker)


her site is www.lyndenk.blogspot.com and the collective site is www.thebiggscollective.com

Today's D.I.P.T. list "Was Bob Marley singin bout Teks when he said im jammin"

For those of you that don't know the d.i.p.t. list is a daily blog of the hottest new gear as well as some laughs to start the morning

Funny: Why run when you can be Walken


Hot Movie: Alpha Dog


Nick Cassavetes helmed this gritty, character-driven drama based on the true story of Jesse James Hollywood -- one of the youngest men ever to appear on the FBI's Most Wanted list. Planning to follow in his criminal father's footsteps, drug-peddling Johnny Truelove (Emile Hirsch) finds himself in dutch with the feds and facing a lifetime behind bars. The high-powered cast includes Justin Timberlake, Sharon Stone and Bruce Willis.
Starring: Emile Hirsch, Justin Timberlake ...
Director: Nick Cassavetes
Genre: Drama
Format: Widescreen ...
Language: English ...
Subtitles: English ...

For pervasive drug use and language, strong violence, ...

Gear:

http://www.tenthdivision.com/shop/tees.html

Music:

The Arcade Fire-Neon Bible
This is the new hot indie CD. Not a drab song on here, well maybee but its on fire.
http://www.amazon.com/Neon-Bible-Arcade-Fire/dp/B000MGUZM0/ref=sr_1_1/104-0185243-9341546?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1178109712&sr=8-1


MIMS New Single "It's Like This"
http://www.myspace.com/mimsfanclub



Keep posted daily to www.diptnyc.blogspot.com to stay D.I.P.T. and make sure to share with all your friends. IF YOU HAVE ANY.

The new website

Keep posted for the new website coming soon to your area.

heat in these streets

www.diptnyc.com

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Hit the strip club/got dem girls on their knees/next thing u know I got them pushin my keys/to keep my name under the covers and out the streets/so when the d comes im bricked up hidin heat/back in them days had no money had to cook/had them mutherfuckers mob deep shook/cuz everybody else but me only small time crooks/had the line cook and they had me in the weeds/now its dunhill links and straight burberry tweeds

you know who I am that boy in that big boy chevy/bricks on every corner now they call me rock steady/stay away from my shit or ill get that 9 milli heater/while im sittin in that midnight Bentley 2 seater.

Move my d up and down the east coast/champaigne toast im the host with the most/straight from SC and MIA/where I market that shit as heat/hit i-95 to NYC ready to drop this beat/gotta switch the scheme now I sell it as snow/hit these streets selling d like deep in blow or denier in HEAT/push the GT up and down the Merritt and 5th ave/now its canary pinky ring blindin and urr body starin

watchin billboard tryin to make it happen/moved off the blok with all the gun clappin/catch me makin a run down the Merritt pumpin that gang star mass appeal in that big body chevy/thinkin and hittin the trees/rollin in those deep dish 24 inch wheels/me and pharell/hittin up and down Collins ave/cutting corners makin them wheels squeal

kick in the door/wave the 44/watch these mutherfuckers str8 hit tha door/watch ya girl urrbody already know she a whore/lens of that tape scratched out/watch the gun clap/nothing left/watch ya girl its tha tale of tha tape/watch ya boy dukes/ya know he date rape/throw her off that bridge/bricks on the ankles/now u at the bottom of the sea/I aint worried you fuckers never gon catch me

22's

22’s


In the field/move them brix/fuck ya bitch/and give her the pill/ pack a smokes in my pocket and a $2 dolla smile/catch e. 3rd and ave a flippin birds to get by/take her home and fuck her/cuz I don’t give a fuck about her and she don’t care about me/me mullin posted in the cut smoking bombastic trees/

2 years later hollerin and wonder why/I know u want to ride inthat Bentley 2 seater/get the fuck out of feel the wrath of my 9 milli heater/not gang star/ but got mass appeal/catch me down east side cutting 22 blinding wheels/don’t fuck with me I keep banana clips/urr body wonder how he flip them them brix in the field

not west coast like snoop eastwood/catchin les/posted up on orchard and 3rd/pushin pax and birds/back when I aint had no dough/now I got weight/need a spot I tell u where to go/aint got time for that now im baped and ice cream dipt with 14k ropes/runnin thru ya city in that cutty back wheels sittin low from the trunk pushin pies of coke/member them days nuthin but cereal hard to get by/now I sit back wachin them doves fly to like kanye make em touch the sky

I love the juice/now u know im letting loose/watch ya girl I have her str8 locked up in a noose/this aint juicy fruit/next thing see me on the block they say there go mr.toots/urr body got twitching noses/put them girls on they knees/straight Polaroid poses/they get low fo sho/just line it up servin blow

Hit Bryant park fashion week/ me and tony starks/soho 123…321/don’t test my crew they lay in the cut with them fully auto locked guns

Talk to them labels but they wasn’t trying to hear it/say u gotta be marketable/see my pinup on us,fader and rolling stone I make them copies move like brix/then I flip the script who this white boy portfolio on cover XXL/don’t know what to say/don’t know how I do it but I do it so well.

#1

Get up I get down/hit NYC/got my tracks spinnin all over town/Never let me down/
like Kanye/everyday thats how i keep going/my shit not yet in the streets but underground they be knowin/Time passes when youre young/man that shit flies by
smooth sailing from here on out/nothin but crystal clear sky

When i was young/mom always in and out of rehab/i should have checked her into Betty Ford/put that shit on my black amex tab/but time has passed and i aint gon lie/and it sounds like im blowin smoke/but that shit passed/no reason to let it blow my high

Once my shit drops/spinnin like 22 inch chrome pinwheel tops/
N.E.R.D./she loves it/hit the club Pharell,Hov and B/V.I.P...P.I.M.P/40-40 club pop the top on the bub/posted up behind the shark tank/whereyou cant see me/
everyone will be askin whis in there/I thought that room was reserved for me

Kanye/you say you push miracle whips/come on you know that shitz light/
get some juice and holla at me/my Maranello cruises these NY alleys/new towers in sight/I clean these fiends up like street sweepers at night/im tired of livin check to check/we take it dirty south/Ghetto Mafia/Straight from the Dec

Vegas Casino/private leer jet/now thats how we fly/like back in the day when you only heard about me by word of mouf/but his aint Luda/straight six shooters/i let you know how we used to do it in the Dirty South/and how we get down/big cities and dreams/i had gamblin spots in the back room of every club town to town and state to state/

Come on 50/I aint been popped 9 times and i still got jack/let me know if you want to ride in my platinum cadillac/everything i touch is gold like Midas/doves fly,feds coming/im on my way/i aint gotta tell you how many sold/thats how we do it down South/aint nothin wrong with reppin/but rep yo city/we know where you from/you just live in NY/BK...Kelvin Martin/we know whose the real deal/aint no need to lie and you got need need to ask.i drop platinum hits on a dime/difference is like these fouls on 106 and park/you rollin in that corolla with pop top plastic hubs/and you dreamin bout my 22 twinkies on the maranello adn they gleamin while you sleepin/little bit like Mike Jones/dont leave ya girl with me/next thing you know shes gone/cuz dukes throwin her those 6 carat canary pinky ring stones

T.I./ill teach you somethin bout bein the King of the SOuth/popped collar polos/just bring em out..bring em out/i shine naturally/difference is i got no need for gold fronts/diamond studded Jacob on my wrists while you boys still in grannys bassment playin tunks/so tho yo dimaonds in the urrr/long time comin but im finally hurr/sho nuff in the club/pop bottles of Armadale they all just sturr/drug dealin on the corner and we dont currr

#2 hit

Saw Jay-Z and Kelly at the Schott in Columbus/said i gotta blow this joint for the red dot target/Luda #1 spot on the billboard charts/got tired of my girl saying cant do it and never will/left that bitch in the dust and hit the hill/packed all my shit in the passport and hit I-95

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas/hit the Wynn and Ghost Bar light up a Partagas/Armadale for the thirst/no need to lose the burst/once i hit the spotlight/be careful in ya Benz coupe/you know my shitz tight/just dont get lost in my words on hot 97

now you inthe hospital like Kanye/spittin through wires and fires/youre dreams close to retired/your iv is full up/next thing you know they ask you what color you like in your Gerber pull ups

Fight, Night/clean up at the Luxor after the fight/just dont get caught up like Pac and Suge/crusin in the 750 beamer/me miss you/ i just wish those boyhs didnt roll up in that white caddy with the 9 milli heater/your spirit still remains/the only problem is the game is done changed/BIG i hate you had to go and its hard to believe/ive been down since Brooklyns Finest with Hov/in the underground mix tape sleeve/but now its Hov to CEO/when you threw in the chips alot of people thought of it as Rocafellas demise/good thing you gonna sign me up/holla at ya boy Warren Buffett in the New York Times/he got no advice for you but to wathc that stock rise/not sure how much or how little/see me at the Whiskey Bar drinkin Armadale and Tizzle/but my thoughts are it will double or triple/VIP room at scores with the strippers drinkin Buttery Nipples/or just sit back at ya crib and check the CNN bottom line ticker/you dont beleive they signed me/check the back of the Phantom/Kanye Gettin Out Our Dreams sticker
50 new cd what you talkin bout a massacre/sounds like the outcome of your album by the critics and me/whats that on the front a cartoon body suit/no wonder you got lit up by those crews always tryin to shoot/the problem is you got a lotta #1 hits but its all radio music/those arent skills, im gonna just rip it up just a little bit/who the fuck coudlnt do it/month after month you use the same beat and loop it

#12

Got tired of my girl in Columbus/no supportand saying you cant do that never will/
so i sold all my shit that wouldnt fit/packed up the passport and hit I-95/
WV,CT,PA,NY/6 months later 30,000 strong/wondering who the fuck is this kid and why/
old school Outkast is it a Benz or Beamer/

you here it but im not yet in the spotlight/drop shit on a dime i know my shit is tight/just be careful when you cruisin in ya coup and here me on hot 97/next thing you know you just ran that stop light/now you in the bed like Kanye Iv'd up/next thing you know you in a coma and they givin you Gerber pull ups

Its all good Vegas Fight Night/just dont get caught up like Pac and Suge in the 750 Beamer/after leaving the Luxor yeah we still remember/it just would have been much tighter if those boys didnt roll up in that white cadillac with that steady rockin 9 milli heater

#13

you gotta strike when the irons hot/no holds barred no pot/to make that dolla and push the midnight blue impala/me and the boys headin down to Star Island/Mia, Fla/
once i land and hit the tarmack/3 shots of jack to pick up the slack

sittin in the shade drinkin mojitos/na boy they aint played/mix that suga water with the mint/mext thing you know we be swervin/not yet in Cuba or Columbia/where they are the real deal/next big thing will be Havana Hanna/some resemblence to Escobar/narcotics from United States to South America by boats and planes/you see my stamp on the product to know whose getting you high and whats my name

partying this weekend/no joke its time to spend/hittin these Columbus streetz the way Rob drops beats/old school style Biggie, Riz and Dukes causin a fuss/3 rappers just tryin to make it/that old bus turning right on Calhoun from King/headin to the glory days of Norms and beyond/cross the Ashley first and keep truckin on/lookin for something, but who knows what it is/former selves but now they are just shadows

was hangin at Kooma with this dirty bitch named Cassie/always Prada, Minolos and she think she sassy/her painted on eyebrows nobody would pick her up if she was trying to hitch/like Charlize in Monster/only difference is she's left in the dust wondering what happened and she aint got no sponsor

Fryman and Hanna pick up that white toy/it dont make you act coy roy/flyin in on the Grey Goose/drinkin Manhattans and Martinis/the next day wondering what the fuck happeed

#14

Kanye droppin diamonds/thats some inspirational shit/but its my time to shine/sit back and watch this hit/he went to Jacobs with $25000/I sent the Bentley over/I got Jacob at my front door right now/always holdin product/diamond studded 5 time zone from pushin straight narcotic/got me pumpin on the block all day/I just want to drop a beat/live the life and have it my way

Out in the Midwest/need something to keep me on my toes/pins and needles/watching Traffic on the plasma/Del Toro and Don Cheadles/Hit Mia, Armadale on the rocks no twist/pushin the white devil to keep the fiends level/blue steel desert eagle/this D aint for the feeble/just fiends in the masses/I do it all for the people

From SC to CBUS to NYC/to take over town with the passport tints toned down/
people look at me when i roll into 5 star joints with popped collars and white tees/pretty soon the hostess will be sayin you didnt have to dress up for me/just give me 6 months in NYC no 9's and mac millis/only down south six shooters and 38 snubs/like Clint in Dirty Harry/I got a lot a weight to carry/pretty soon no more passport or rental/straight through customs and authorities at Hudson Pier Port/Cop the Beamer 750/now im rollin 7's but this aint no craps game/boy you better know my name/wevery day i roll out of bed roulette be my game

Pour me a drink/no need for time to think/I drop shit on a tandem/see me cruisin Manhattan in the midnight Rolls Royce Phantom/like Beastie Boys im aimin straight for 5 boroughs/I got the whole city locked up/like gon be Young Buck and Mike Jackson/thats the problem with thse crews/talkin bout air force ones and latest shoes/stabbings and awards at BET/you aint got nothin left to prove/we know just where you from and how you move/just pick up a zip of blueberry/fire it up and hold it down smooth/relax, sit backlike Luda and enjoy yo jack/better than pushups in Rykers/watch those boys attack/no more lampin, chains relaxin/you askin bout me be careful who you askin

#15

Crooks on the corner/sellin product like water/im just sittin here trying to make the order/but there aint no drought in Manhattan/drop in ill check the stash to cop a quarter/nothin like when youre 17/thinkin of pushin the 911/passenger side/coke bumps and tie stix

I got too much respect given for a gun/baby next to me/baby blue manolos for the run/never lookin back only to the futue then/see me in the corner V.I.P/sippin distilled gin/something to wash away the pain/if that doesnt work/find somethin to numb it/im just tryin to make a name

im not a white boy tryin to be black/no im not jack/but its hard when the words roll off my tongue like the INC ride/or my cadillac/you might say im needy/when im pushin the midnight blue 911/pushin 130/always ridin dirty/white powder if you must/words to the wise/if it involves a girl never trust always doubt her/you see crooks in the souped coup datsun/no nitrous only oxygen/Bob pushin the Lex through Owings Mills/all fun, no thrills/dont worry bout a thing/just pop them pills/talkin sex with baby in pure platinum/where they know whats happenin

#16

I aint got to front bout sittin on the corner pushin doves/check my resume/I was posted up in the dorms of SC/pushin only white birds/soon as the trust fund kids dip out of class/bling..bling/see the lights and digits light up on the tele/they swing by in the Lex to make a pass

I just pushed the D to get by/i been makin sales by birth/no need for statements to check my net worth/you ask me know but you know who/only boy on the block can sell a eskimo a igloo/just to ice the wrists/vodka rocks, no twist/no more fade to black im comin into light/crowds, 30000 deep/Madison Square Garden...no hype

I got rhymes comin out like they were raised in a nursery/lookin back at time, like a clock..tick....tick...tick/oh thats not the Rolex but the calculator steady tickin/from that mill that im flipped on that brick

#17

Im gettin lawyers letters in the mail/no idea what its about/no chance to reply and I never said it/credit so bad banks wont even let me pic kup a debit/only got one option/put it all on the table/double down and bet it/flip it into something good

But theres no way to know what will happen/hope for the best/packed all my shit in the ride and hit NYC tot take over the rest/got tired of pushin the 9-5/no respect/
im about to take it old school Ghetto Mafia/Straight from the Dec

Get the pot and baking soda/mix it with the white suga wata/drop it in the pot/watch the thermometer rise straight to the top/live like kings/buy thte babies diamond rings/
no more need to worry about $$$/bag it up/when it hits the streets the fiends flock like honey

#18

I read the school books in college/no studying/but i learned alot of knowledge/
but dont get it twisted this aint Belly/and im not sincere/used to push the packs like Ox and Jamaican thugs/good $$$, but now i got no need for the pressure

But ill teach you bout branding/you see me pushin the aviators and Stan Smiths/
you want to go out and buy them to be just like me/ill teach you bout a red dot and target/no need for the text/I CREATED A WHOLE MARKET

Left the streets of Columbus/never to look back/pushin 95 to NY/Cadillac no jack/left my print there for sure/rox with Scooter next door/ but boy what you thinkin/he pumps nonstop Eminem/nothin but catchin steady cases/now im pushin bikini top whips/now you know my name/crowds 20,000 at MSG tryin to catch my game

#19

Back in those college days/no time to wait/went from movin grams on campus to straight movin weight/at first i wasnt noticed/it was my only way in/they love the blow/
tight sorority girls/i wasnt tryin to hear her/look at her now/busted up and daddys money chopped up on the mirror/but that was the foundation/now up and down the East Coast/My product spreads the whole damn nation

Your glocks only got 10 shots/you get caught locked up and jammin/
my glock aint got no governor/15 shot extended clip/now you shakin and im steady rockin at ya head and/you might get caught up and leanin/dont try, you wont catch me sleepin/
Ill be unloaded/and you already be on the ground in retrospect wonderin what the fuck happened/

Already dreamin/look at the barrel of my gun still smokin/you deep sleepin/
but this aint Labryinth..David Bowie style/wake up you not dead but now youy work for me/ill post you up on the corner/pumpin that narcotic and D/now your life is lost like i put you in a maze/purple haze for the fiends to ease that pain and keep em in a haze

#20

First time in NY/train from CT to Grand Central/my shits bout to hit the nation like the power of the 80's coke craze/now you dazed and confused/stumbling through a dark haze

Pass Brooklyn..Bronx..Harlem 125th/some say its dirt and gritty/
I see it more as coming into light than fade to black/see me posted up in BK with Diddy/7 tables deep for fight night

#21

Havent talked to my mom in 2 years now/time has passed no more reason for tears now/
I washed it all down with a bottle of Crown/Dont worry im just gettin started/just dropped the throttle

All through my days she was in and out of rehab/I should have checked her into Betty Ford/Put that shit on my black Amex Tab/but time has passed and i aint gon lie/aint no reason to let it blow my high

7 tables deep for fight night.you already know i got it locked down like the mob in 5 boroughs/im steady spittin/like whats comin out of that 9 milli heater/just catch me rollin down Madison Ave in my ferrari 2 seater/i been listening since Biggie..Pac...Hov...Ready to Die/posting up my joints to get that lyrical high
but i still keep it back in the day/but this aint Ahmad/im thinking more like MC 8 and straight up menace/catch me and Berto at Baker St with Berto sippin 2 pints of guinness