WEEZY GOLDBERG....

Shout out to the homie Pat Preezy on this joint. this shit had me in tears when i saw it. lmao.

NEW YORK KILLED HIP HOP?...

You heard it from the "God MC" himself......

"DO YOU BREATH HARD ALL THE TIME?"......

This shit is classic.....

YO E, I'M GONNA HAVE TO 1UP YOU, FAM.....

nigga, if you don't have THESE, then you aren't a fan, kinfolk. just scooped these up yesterday at this comic spot downtown for about 30 bucks. they also had the monotone joints too. plus, they had ya boy Yusaki Yojimbo, that throwed ass rabbit nigga too. holla at ya boy if you need anything. they had ALOT of throwback stuff for the low, too.

THIS COMMERCIAL IS "SO GAY".....

I'm not homophobic (but i DO fear gettin raped by another nigga, but that doesn't count) but this shit is gettin ridiculous. i hate that gay people have made the word "gay" GAY!! Before they got their hands on it, the shit meant "happy", now the word "gay" means "i might wanna fuck my boy Shawn in the ass after this game of Madden". I mean, damn, listen to the last line in The Flintstones theme song, "We'll have a GAY old time". so now what, Fred was givin Barney a prehistoric "Dick Down" and Betty and Wilma were "Limestone Munchers"? i mean, because according to all homos, "GAY" means "i wanna Dirk Diggler the people who use the same public restroom as me". what kinda shit is that? i feel they should just stick with the word "homo" and let us use the word gay since we had that shit first. and then theres the rainbow shit. Before, a rainbow was something that EVERYBODY loved. It meant that even after a fucked up rainy day, there was something good waiting or even a pot of gold at the end of it. now, if you follow something with a "rainbow", it might be some gay midget nicknamed "Sweet n Low" and he's tryin to get at YOUR "Lucky Charms". I can't even wear my old Denver Nuggets jersy without people thinkin I wanna "throw back" some niggaz "nuggets" in my mouth. thats that bullshit. i'm a Spring Baby (April 2nd, all day) and i love colors but gay people are tryin to take over everything. Next thing you know, Rainbow Brite might be the mascot for all lesbians instead of being a cute cartoon character for children. i swear fam, they tryin to take over more already established shit than Christopher Columbus, The Pilgrims and Leif Ericson with George Bush backin em up.....

MATTER FACT, YOU CAN'T BEAT SERIUS!!.....

In the words of Stayve "Slim Thug" Thomas: "Nigga you must a pain freak, you stay gettin' rode on..."..

damn........Che got that nigga.........i've been tellin niggaz that Charles Hamiliton destroyed his own career before it got started. First Soulja Boy, then Joe Buddens, then Serius Jones and now RHYMEFEST?!

R.I.P HELIO GRACIE

Helio Gracie, the father of Gracie jiu-jitsu, is dead at the age of 95. Gracie passed in his sleep early Thursday in Itaipaiva, Rio de Janeiro, after he had been admitted to a local hospital a few days prior for stomach problems.


“He passed the way he always wanted to –- quick and fast,” said an immediate relative, who asked not to be identified. The relative said Gracie’s body would be buried on Thursday.


The youngest of Cesalina and Gastao Gracie’s eight children, he learned traditional jiu-jitsu by watching his brother, Carlos, teach it, but his small frame made it difficult for him to execute the moves. As a result, he adapted techniques to fit his limited physical ability and gave rise to modern-day Brazilian jiu-jitsu.


Gracie was involved in two legendary fights. He lost to Masahiko Kimura -- a man who outweighed him by some 40 pounds -- in 1951 when Carlos threw in the towel after Kimura broke Gracie’s arm with the shoulder lock that now bears his name. Four years later, Gracie fought former student Valdemar Santana for nearly four hours before losing.


His impact on the sport of mixed martial arts was profound. His son, Rorion, was credited with developing the concept that became the Ultimate Fighting Championship, and another of his sons, Royce, won the first two UFC tournaments in 1993 and 1994. Two other sons, Rickson and Royler, also competed in MMA.


Gracie is survived by his wife Vera; his sons Rickson, Royler, Rolker, Royce, Relson, Robin and Rorion; his daughters Rerika and Ricci, as well as numerous siblings, nieces, nephews, and grandchildren

fought a nigga for 4 HOURS?! DAMN!!