I'm Just Sayin'....

1st peep this~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1zPZFypgy3I. Then read my post. Or Vice-versa. 1


Now you can go check the joint out and go in however it moves you. First though, I gotta say that I was up in there that night & besides this incident, it was a "Stone-Groove, Baby!"....(Trading Places)....had a good time...

but, shit happens sometimes, ya know?......Well, do you?

Well, as a fella who has "GOT IT POPPIN!'" (as well as POPPT ON!..like I said b4; shit happens) 'nuff times I know that's just a fact of life. Especially how, when, & where WE grew up.

Anywho, even though I was there... I wasn't THERE, ya know. So to keep with what few commandments I presently can say I haven't tarnished a bit, I won't "bear false witness against my neighbor".

And anyway, all those that KNOW already Knows that the WISE MAN Knows that he Knows NOTHING. Loose lips sink ships & all dat typeness .

I put this up, indirectly, to see what would jump out to whoever took the time to peep it. And while it definitely has become comedy to see shit pop off due to how much of it is easy to view with technology the way it is & all, I don't want to become so desensitized to the drama that I forget that it's just that.........DRAMA.

Look at the elements that were here at this incident:

1) A gang that will bury your ass in plain site & beat that shit scott-free in a court of law....The POLICE. ( Aight, to keep it fair, not all police are beast. But enough of them Are to watch ur step around dem.)

2) Security/Bouncers...who, a lot of the times, do not go through any formal training to do there job. Therefore their process of thinking does not follow any written rule of conduct. Shit, if you're over 6ft & weigh in btwn 220 & 350.....UR HIRED! Their job basically is to squash beef as quick & exact as possible. But Biggie said it best with "What's Beef?" & whose the definer of that.

Power corrupts & Absolute power corrupts Absolutly, in the wrong hands. No generalizations, just saying.

And 3) A group of heads from a town that, allegedly, has handed out more beatdowns then the UFC.

So, what I'm saying is that this could of turned out a WHOLE LOT WORSE.

Now don't get me wrong, I like a nice clean heady scrape-up like the next guy, but this was not that & could of went out of control real easy.

And I ain't gonna get too wild with it & do the "WHy we Black folks just can't be good" joint b/c we all know that if we YouTube*white boy bar fights* that we're not alone in this.

As I said earlier, shit happens.

I'm just really thankful that it didn't happen Sean Bell style, that all.


~ I'm just saying.

Such is Life....

...found myself searching for that which could not be talked ABOUT
Sensitive SITUATIONS caused Uneasy VIBRATIONS from words that
exit the MOUTH~
We argued, cried, & laughed at times while pondering the knowledge UNKNOWN
We WALKED & TALKED from moonlight to sunshine
to avoid the feeling of being ALONE~
It's STRANGE the way the days REARRANGE,
yet & still, REMAIN the SAME~
Babies are BORN
& People pass ON...
In this big GAME of Joy =) & PAIN =(.............(sigh)

I'm Ol' School, Baby.........

I'm Ol' School, baby~ Like CORTEZ NIKES
Street FIGHTS on the lateNIGHT~ The Hills & The HEIGHTS
Door KNOCKS & highTOP classic ReaBOKS~ Phuck ROCKS...
Nugget RING, Gucci LINK, & a SWATCH......
Better yet, a stopWATCH, rope chain, & some POT~

I'm Ol' School like REEFER~ & DIAdora SNEAKERS
Can't forget Saab TROOPS n MCM valor SUITS~
Drinking all types of BREWS...Red Bull, Coquee NINE,..
Guiness mixed with Ole E and 4o's of Balentine!

I'm ol' school, COUZIN!~..like, "Yo, you be BUGGIN'".." YO!, That's fresh", "I'm Fly", "SIKE", & "Stop CRUMBIN'".
SEE ME back in the day on a SPREE~ my mans sisters moped. Remember the ELITE 150's?..
The baby NINJAs......the old R & B SINGERS~ like Johnny Gill & Stacey Lattisaw...
Alarm RINGERS like Sugar Minott & Coco T, NINJAMAN, BARRINGTON, Shelly Thunder, & Lady GEE!
Nuff Respect!.... from back in da DAY, that's where I'm FROM~
Around the WAY Coolie Boy, thanks to my MUM.~
She use to drive the green Nova back when I was in LudLUM- elemenTARY.....around '84/ '83
when I had the afro, nameplate belt buckle held up my Lee JEANS...or was it WRANGLERS?.....
or some shit from JC Penny's ? Oh, I can't REMEMBER.....it was probably ALEXANDERS.

AnyWAY, that's how we use to STAY. Waking up @ 6am to go to school everyDAY....
The Great Space Coaster~ Gary Ganoo while I WAIT for MomDUKES to finish dressin', "Hurry up, mah
we runnin' LATE!"~
In school, unfold the note that says, " I like YOU. Do you like me TOO? Check yes or check no.....
Which one will you CHOOSE?~
Michael Jackson, New Edition STICKERS all over Trapper KEEPERS~
Brand NEW, BLUE on white, Shell top/TOE Adidas!

Gold name PLATES decoRATES the NECKS of that girl with her name in Greek letters spelled across her CHEST.~
Mushroom bobs n fingerwaves for all dem GIRLS that use to say,
"I had "good" hair then my moms cut it & gave me the CURL."
Summer time-Baby powder all on their chest like they just got ROCKED with a powder SOCK on Halloween standing out on the BLOCK.

I'm Ol' School like Jamaicans bustin' SHOTS in the AIR~
b/c the DJ threw on the HOTTest jam of the YEAR.
I'm Ol' School like when Crack 1st hit the STREETS....Gah Damn,
WTF is happenin' to my PEEPS?~
She use to "be" a DYME PIECE
Now you "want" a DIME PIECE?~
I've seen 'em switch from prom QUEENS to crack FIENDS in a matter of WEEKS!
Ol' School like young NIGGAZ gettin' RICH off that SHIT~
Good kids.. turned KILLAZ.. catchin' BIDS off that SHIT.

I'm Ol' School like LITTLE League when we were SWINGING those BATS....
Little did we know we'd soon be in a BIGGER League,... SLINGING them GATS.
Ol' School like, " I don't give a FUCK!.. WHAT?! Nigga, bring it ON!"
Age 16, bustin slugs at dem niggaz thinkin' they STRONG~
Age 16, going O.T telling my MOMS, " I'll be home Thursday..Baby, I'm GONE!"

Ol' School like 1991..before dudes was like, "One SON"....
...It was more like, "Peace, GEE"..in your Lacoque SPORTIEF.
Ol' School like the girl YOU KNEW that had her baby FIRST~
You know, the one you never saw back in school....after the baby's BIRTH.

Ol' School Nucca!!...like before I had DREADS...
High-top fade with my name cut in my HEAD.
I'm Ol' School like house parties, '88/'89.......ahh phuck dat,
I'm Ol' School, Good TIMES, '78/'79~
Watching my sister wearing Clogs & hip hugger, bell bottom jeans stuck to her THIGHS~
Her hair in a wild afro when it was blow-DRIED.

Long Beach, Long Island...where BATS would come out at NIGHT~
1980, moved to Hempstead....where CATS would come out & FIGHT!

I'm Ol' School like TSS, Power TEST, & Jack in the BOX~
..like Choco Bliss, Mellow Yellow, Fun Dip, & Knee high SOCKS.


Yep kids, that's where we come from....& I hope to live LONG...
So the things we do & say today,
Will one day be in an Ol' School POEM~

......I AM OL' SCHOOL, BABY!