The Pampered Black Man

I Dont Rhyme For The Sake of Riddlin’

When I was younger, I was a big ass Public Enemy fan.You can ask JD lol. My father was in the Nation of Islam, and all my friends branded me as a Militant lol. I mean, I was “militant” as fuck. To a fault sometimes, but that is the life of a “Militant” I guess lol. I wouldnt say I was militant, I was just more into the truth, and I would get upset when people would try to come at me with bullshit lol. Something that still pleagues me to this day, but I’ve been trying to battle that recently. I shouldnt get upset at things like that. Actually, watching Barack Obama effectively handle Hillary and Bill Clinton when they pulled out the classic white people tactic of pressing niggas buttons, in the special white person way, that they all seem to fucking have down pact lol. They went pretty far too. They straddled the racism line and everything. They did everything and used every tactic they could to make this man lose his temper and just bust out with a “BITCH PLEASE!!! Gotdamn shut that shit up already…” or the classic “its because im black”. They went with the stick to your own truth dispite the fact that real truth has been presented numerous times, tactic. They did the shit that McCain is doing right now, trying to be-little this mans accomplishments. They tried thier asses off. It was like by the time that they really felt like he had a good chance of winning, they didnt have long enough to really think and prepare for that, and didnt know how to attack him at all. Nothing would really work. The only two things that even work against the man is 1. his race and 2. the fact that he is a democrat and the country is split down the middle.

Watching Obama brain bang on Hillary and Bill, and then now watching how he is taking it to McCain and Palin. This has really been my inspiration to keep my temper through a storm of bullshit. Obama is clearly out smarting these people left and right. Not only that but he is better than them, at what they have been making a living on since the country has been established. No, I dont mean he is good at putting niggas to work. Well, maybe. Because I dont think all these news people really realize how Black people really get down.
If niggas supported, Micheal Jackson through touching kids, R Kelly pissing on girls, and OJ Simpson killing white people. Supporting a Black man for president, ON VOTING DAY? Especially with Palin running now? I think when the time comes the country will see whats crackin when its actually TIME to do something. Thats just what I think though. LOL aint like niggas havent let me down before.

Anyway, I didnt mean to start off on a rant, I just wanted to show off my new digs n shit lol. Like I was saying, when I was younger, I was a big Public Enemy fan. I had a few PE t shirts. But I always wanted a jacket. Never had the doe. But thanks to Obey, I was able to finally cop me a fresh ass PE jacket after all these years. Couldnt be happier!



Ah yea, dont hate on the Lo Teddy in the corner either bitch. lol A nigga like me couldnt be happier. I got one of the Obey / PE t shirts too. Because that shit goes nice with my Black and Mellow Yellow J’s!

Lastly, I leave you with the lyrics from one of my favorite Public Enemy tracks. Dont Believe The Hype. Fitting, yea?

Caught you lookin’ for the same thing
It’s a new thing check out this I bring
Uh Oh the roll below the level
‘Cause I’m livin’ low next to the bass C’mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I’m a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend guardian
I’m not a hooligan
I rock the party and

Clear all the madness, I’m not a racist
Preach to teach to all
‘Cause some they never had this
Number one, not born to run
About the gun…
I wasn’t licensed to have one

The minute they see me, fear me
I’m the epitome – a public enemy
Used, abused without clues
I refused to blow a fuse
They even had it on the news
Don’t believe the hype…

Was the start of my last jam
So here it is again, another def jam
But since I gave you all a little something
That we knew you lacked
They still consider me a new jack
All the critics you can hang’em
I’ll hold the rope
But they hope to the pope
And pray it ain’t dope

The follower of Farrakhan
Don’t tell me that you understand
Until you hear the man
The book of the new school rap game
Writers treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I’m a different kind
We’re brothers of the same mind, unblind
Caught in the middle and
Not surrenderin’
I don’t rhyme for the sake of of riddlin’
Some claim that I’m a smuggler
Some say I never heard of ‘ya
A rap burgler, false media
We don’t need it do we?
It’s fake that’s what it be to ‘ya, dig me?
Don’t believe the hype…

Don’t believe the hype – its a sequel
As an equal, can I get this through to you
My 98’s boomin’ with a trunk of funk
All the jealous punks can’t stop the dunk
Comin’ from the school of hard knocks
Some perpetrate, they drink Clorox
Attack the black, cause I know they lack exact
The cold facts, and still they try to Xerox

Leader of the new school, uncool
Never played the fool, just made the rules
Remember there’s a need to get alarmed
Again I said I was a timebomb
In the daytime the radio’s scared of me
‘Cause I’m mad, plus I’m the enemy
They can’t c’mon and play with me in primetime
‘Cause I know the time, plus I’m gettin’ mine

I get on the mix late in the night
They know I’m livin’ right, so here go the mike, sike
Before I let it go, don’t rush my show
You try to reach and grab and get elbowed
Word to herb, yo if you can’t swing this
Just a little bit of the taste of the bass for you
As you get up and dance at the LQ
When some deny it, defy if I swing bolos
Then they clear the lane I go solo
The meaning of all of that
Some media is the whack
You believe it’s true, it blows me through the roof

Suckers, liars get me a shovel
Some writers I know are damn devils
For them I say don’t believe the hype
Yo Chuck, they must be on a pipe, right?
Their pens and pads I’ll snatch
‘Cause I’ve had it
I’m not an addict fiendin’ for static
I’ll see their tape recoreder and grab it
No, you can’t have it back silly rabbit
I’m going’ to my media assassin
Harry Allen, I gotta ask him
Yo Harry, you’re a writer, are we that type?
Don’t believe the hype
I got flavor and all those things you know
Yeah boy, part two bum rush and show
Yo Griff, get the green black red and
Gold down countdown to Armageddon
-88 you wait the S1Ws will
Rock the hard jams – treat it like a seminar
Teach the bourgeoise, and rock the boulevard
Some sau I’m negative
But they’re not positive
But what I got to give…
The media says this

lol i could go on and on, but I got shit to do lol. Have fun clicking through the links. But if you do follow them, it might give you a little bit more incite to why I’m such a PE fan. I cant listen to militant rap all gotdamn day tho. Id honestly rather read a gotdamn book homie. I mean, how much fucking knowledge can you fit in a 3 min song? Or an album for that matter. Plus, Im suppose to take some rappers word for it? Chuck D, Ras Kass, Lil Wayne, I dont give a fuck. Ill be damn if I just take some rappers word on something serious and not at least go look it up. Especially with the internet these days, I mean damn. But, anyway lol thats why Im a PE fan, and always have been. Same reason Im a Wu-Tang Clan fan too though. But just throw in some TOUCH NOTCH mc’n and oh boy. Bliss through beats and rhymes.

One reply on “I Dont Rhyme For The Sake of Riddlin’”

Love the new digs….

As many times as you’ve quoted “Don’t Believe The Hype” to me…LOL…nigga you know I’m knowing about you and P.E.

I’m around even when I ain’t around…ya dig? Cuz a nigga like me is about to go underunderground….

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