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Sweat with Swagg Ep 1 part 3

In Uncategorized on August 27, 2012 at 10:53 pm

This video includes Dancehall, The Turbo Hustle, Cupid Shuffle & The Juke Slide.


Cooning for Dem Tracks: Lupe Fiasco’s Bitch Bad

In Uncategorized on August 23, 2012 at 9:28 pm

Cooning for Dem Tracks: Lupe Fiasco's Bitch Bad.

In Uncategorized on August 16, 2012 at 9:19 pm

Where’s the public outcry over Chicago boy’s raunchy rap video? – Chicago Sun-Times

In Uncategorized on August 9, 2012 at 9:51 pm

Where’s the public outcry over Chicago boy’s raunchy rap video? – Chicago Sun-Times.

Letter in to Generation Y

In Uncategorized on August 6, 2012 at 10:26 pm

Generation Y, we have been bastardized by Gen X. Through no fault of their own, Crack, Reagan, the lost of their social and political leaders of the 60s and 70s. Yet WE must come to the realization that we must raise ourselves and begin anew. Our current way of life is Bullshit and no one wants to acknowledge it nor accept their role in our current lack of social, moral and cultural capital. We must educated and united ourselves. Our cousins, little brothers and sisters, classmates and neighbors. The sooner we responsibility for our generation and forgive, forget, and grow from the sins and mistakes of fathers and mothers. The sooner we can begin to heal as a community and people.

Law & Lust Pt. 2

In Uncategorized on April 30, 2012 at 3:37 pm

…The lights turn on automatically…a new feature that came with the new security system in the house. He walks tiredly up stairs to the bedroom and decides not to turn on the light and he just eases into the bed. There is already a body in the bed,

“Long day at the office baby?” It inquires

“Yeah baby, this case is kicking my butt.”

“Baby what’s that smell?”

“Oh my bad I had Harold’s and it got my stomach acting funny.”

“You nasty.” It replies. They both fall asleep. The body in question is Jasmine, Lee’s girlfriend for the past 2yrs. They met in the courtroom as attorney for the opposite sides. It was the first big case for the both of them and it would be the first and last case that he would lose.

The morning comes and their both down stairs eating breakfast getting ready for work.

“So how was your day yesterday?” She asked “well we got a new guy in the office and I got a felling Mr. Swanson will put them on the case with me to have me show them the ropes and plus I need the help anyway.”

`           “Do you think it will be another late night tonight?”

“Yeah probably so, so don’t wait up.” He kisses her on the forehead and grabs his things and walks out the door.

He gets to work and before he gets settled in his office Eric walks in

“Mr. Swanson wants to see you.”

“Ok cool, I’ll be there in a min.” He replies. Lee walks into the office and sees Eric, Mr. Swanson and Sonya in the room.

“Lee, I see the need for you to get help on the people vs. CPD case so I’m assigning you some help, you know Ms. Jordan don’t you?” Mr. Swanson asks

“Yeah, I know her quite well.” They give each other an awkward look, and Eric notices it.

“Well I’ll give you two time to get to work” He motions for them to leave his office.

They step outside and walk to Lee’s office

“This is strictly business. What happened last night can’t happen again” he says as he closes the door.

“What you trying to tell me that you didn’t have a good time last night?” She says with a smirk on her face, as she fixes his tie. Eric opens the door and then knocks

“Lee, can I talk to you?”

“Yeah E, what’s good?” He says with a sigh of relief.

“Don’t take too long we’ve got a big case to work on now” She says as she exits switching her hips.

“Damn I’ll hit that in a minute” Eric says as she walks down the hall.

“Yeah, I bet you would.” He says with a grin on his face. Eric pauses, looks at her, then looks at him, thinks for a second and replies

“You hit that, didn’t you?”

“Naw dawg” as he looks away.

“Yeah you did, look who you talking to I’ve known you since damn near eighth grade come on you can’t tell ya boy. Then you can you tell?”

“But see you got a big mouth.”

“I knew it, I knew it, I saw how ya’ll was looking at each other in Mr. Swanson’s office. Was it good? Did you beat it up? Did she suck ya balls-

“Eric damn, see that’s why I don’t tell you nothing.”

“Com’ on you gotta give me details” He says it anticipation of a little kid who’s waiting to open an unexpected gift.

“We’ll it happened last night, we were just sitting here chillin’ talking about old times and she started feeling all up on a brother. Then she got to rubbing on my dick and sucking it-

“Did she suck ya balls!?” He interjects

“Shut up! And let me finish. So then she pushed me on the desk and got to ridin’ my shit and then I had to put the business on her, I mean I gave the whole lakefront a view.”

“You had her ass up in the window? Damn dawg, you is a freaky muthafucka. So what, that’s it?”

“What you mean?”

“Can I get at her, you know ain’t no fun if the homies can’t have none.”

“You stupid as hell” he says laughing

“But that’s done especially cause we’re on the case together now, I was gonna try to have one more go, but that done now.” After talking for a while, Eric decides to leave       “Ok, let me go do some work, I’m gon’ holla at you later,” as Eric walks out Sonya walks back into the room.

“Mr. Dawson, Ms. James is here to see you.” The intercom sounds.

“Send her in” he replies

“Is that your baby?”

“Don’t play with me woman.”  Jasmine walks into the room; she and Sonya see each other

“Heeeeyyyyy Girl” They both shout as they hug each other. Lee sits with a look of confusion on his face. Eric pokes his head back in the door, “Shhh, can y’all keep the ratchetness down? Y’all scaring the White people” He treats outs the door.

“You two know each other?”

“Yeah I and Sonya went to high school with each other; I didn’t know y’all work together.”

“This is the new person I was talking about” he says as he scratches his head.         “Girl what are you doing here?” Sonya asks

“I’ve come to pick my man up and steal him away for lunch.”

“This yo man?” She says pointing at him, “Damn girl, you got you a good one huh?”

“Yeah, I got him before a White woman did.” She says laughing

“Girl you ain’t lied about that.”

“Well you ready to go?” He interjects trying to cut their conversation short.

“Well girl let me go, let me get your number.”

“Lee has it.” “Ok, come on boo what are you in the mood for, Chinese, Italian, or Mediterranean?” She asks as they walk out.

That night Lee walks in the door the lights turn on again, this time there is a figure sitting on the sofa…

To Be Continued…



In Uncategorized on April 23, 2012 at 10:32 am



Opening the door and peeking his head in, “Hey Lee, what cha doing?”  Eric says inquisitively.

“Work, Eric” He replies in a sarcastic tone.

“Well come here and check out the new guy,” he ignores him “come on man, you’re all work, work, work you can’t take a break to meet a new co-worker?”

“Aiight, Aight Aight,” he says surrendering “here I come.” He logs out of his computer and puts his papers away.

“I’m telling you E, this new person, she fine as hell; she is something like yo type.”

“Man you know I’m with Jas right now, how you gonna try ‘n’ play me like that.”

“You right Lee that is your Lady, my bad…she got your nose wide open though. you don’t come out and kick it with fellas or nothing. ”

As they continue down the hall there is a crowd of people surrounding her. As they maneuver their way through the crowd, Eric sees her and motions for her to come to them. Lee freezes.

“What’s wrong?”

“I know her.” He replies in a low voice, as she comes to them.

“Lee allow me to introduce you to ‘Sonya Jordan’.” Both Lee and Eric say unison.

“Long time no see Lee.”

“You two know each other” Eric says with a look of confusion.

holding his smile “I just told you that fool”

“Oh, so how do you two know each other?”

“Old college mates” they both say in unison.  They both stand there staring in each other’s eyes. Recognizing the situation Eric decides to leave.

“Well it looks like you guys got some catching up to do, I’ll holler at you later Lee.”

“Alright E.”

She smiles “So I can’t get no hug or nothing huh? You act like you not happy to see me or something.”

“Naw, it’s nothing like that it’s just a shock to see you after all these years.” He says with glossy eyes and a sheepish tone still focused on her in disbelief.

“Well I see you’ve done real well for yourself since college, shaking up the whole justice system.” Her giggle breaks the awkward silence.

“Yeah, something like that.” He blushes.

“So what time do you plan on leaving, maybe we can get dinner or something?” Her eyes are doll like.

“Naw, I don’t think so.”

“What, two old friends can’t go out and have dinner; I don’t see a ringer on your finger so I know you’re not worried about what your wife is gonna say.”

“Nope not married, it’s just that I have a lot of work that needs to get done and it’s gonna be real late before I head home, and I don’t want to have you waiting for me all night. That’s it.”

“Well how about I order takeout and we sit here and catch up, because I have some paper work to fill out too? Com’ on it’s been what? 10 ears since we’ve seen each other, make it my welcome to the job, since you never officially welcomed me.”

“Ok, it could hurt?” He says reluctantly.

“So what will it be, Chinese, Italian, Mediterranean?”

“I’m in the mood for some Harold’s”

“Boy all this and you haven’t changed a bit.” she says laughing.



Later that night they sit eating, talking, and laughing about old times.

“So what happened to you after college?” He inquires.

“Well after college, my grandma got sick so I couldn’t go straight to law school like you and after she passed on I went back to school, passed the board and now I’m here. At the best firm in the city and with a good old friend.”

“Well I’m sorry to hear about your grandma, she used to send those bombass cookies and that German chocolate cake was the business.” She smiles “See that’s that beautiful smile that I missed.”

“Well, I see that you’ve done very well for yourself I’m surprised that there isn’t a Mrs. at home.” The next moment his phone rings. The song ‘Sweet Lady’ by Tyrese comes on, he checks his phone and looks at his watch.

“Oh, it’s extra late I got to go.”

“What, the street lights have come on so now you have to go in the house?” She says jesting.

“Shit, I’m a grown ass man I go in when I damn well feel like it.” His phone rings again.

“It just so happens that I feel like it” She laughs at him. “What you laughing at?”

“Whoever she is, she got you trained, with the first call she got you running out of here, whatever she got I need a dose of.”

“You had more” he said under his breath.

“Then won’t you stay? I know you don’t wanna go.” As she motions to unbutton her blazer, spreading it as she puts her hands on her hips. “So you’re telling me that you haven’t missed me in all this time?”

“O yeah I’ve missed you.”

“So you’re telling me that you haven’t missed this?” As she moves her hands across her body, from top to bottom. Lee bites his bottom lip, as he goes to open the door, but he can’t bring himself to open it. “See I told you, you want it just as bad as I do, I could tell from the moment you saw me, and I was thinking the same thing.” She has unbuttoned her blouse now and she has positioned herself between him and the door. “I can tell you want to.”

She puts her hand in between in his legs, he begins to grow. She squeezes it; he grits his teeth and breathes in slow. She begins to kiss his neck, he doesn’t resist, instead his knees become weak and he gives in. She begins to move downward, stroking his chest, as she unbuckles his pants. “Damn baby, I almost forgot it was this big.” As she beings to perform, he can’t control himself, and he takes off his tie and his shirt. His eyes begin to roll in the back of his head based on the feeling of her tongue and lips. She goes to her purse and pulls out a magnum.

They begin to rip the last of each other’s clothes off. She lays him across the desk and begins to massage it as she puts the condom on. She mounts him and begins to ride. The sound of the up and down motion, the pounding of their thighs create an echo throughout the office, her breast bounce in an circular motion, he begins to take control, his muscles begins to bulge his veins begin to appear and he begins to bounce her with more force, and with a quick switch he puts her on her back and grabs hold to the edge of the desk, and with all his torso strength he pushes, strokes, and pounds. The slapping sound of flesh fills the air. The smell of Dior and CK Black fills the room.  the silhouette of their bodies moving becomes a blur to the moon . Her moans intensifies and fuels him.

He picks her up and puts her up against the glass window and the bodies become a view for the Chicago Lake Front. Their breathing creates a sheet of fog against the window, he pounds her harder stroking longer looking for her sounds of encouragement, she screams. The sound of her back against the window, would make you think was going to break, it gave off the sound of thunder and her moans and screams sparked the lighting, their sweat created the rain. She was cradled in his arms like a baby as he began to slow down. They slid down to the floor, her body began to shiver, she clenched up her legs wrapped him like a vice grip, as she climaxes he does too. The tension subsides. the office became silent, he looked at his watch.

“O, shit I gotta go, will you be ok? Look I’ll see you tomorrow.” She lay on the floor catching her breathe nonresponsive. “Look no one can know about this, ok.” She pushes her hair to the side and mumbles the word.

“Ok” he walks out.

After midnight he pulls up to his home, and slow and quietly puts the key in and turns it,as he opens the door completely… the lights turns on.

To Be continued…


We Can’t Be This Screwed

In Uncategorized on March 29, 2012 at 11:40 am

We can’t be this screwed…

We can’t so screwed as a generation to the point where our social media conversations are dominated by talk of how much ain’t shit the opposite gender is.

We can’t be this screwed…

Where we fear the possibility of intimate relationships based on the assumption that one will intentionally do us quote un quote “dirty”

We can’t be this screwed…

That bitches, hoes, niggas and muthafuckas are the current terms of endearment which have been replaced the previous terms of brotha, sista, King and Queen. Even those lesser noble tittles of homeboy and homegurl

We can’t be this screwed…

Where there are more people striving to be rappers and models than a doctor, lawyers, architects or professors. Which will leave us a generation full of parties, crappy music, and over-saturated print and magazine ads, without proper health care, art, or quality education.

We can’t be this screwed…

That my ability to articulate myself and having high scholastic standards has been translated into me acting white. Where if we really wanted to go fully based on stereotypes I would really be acting Asian. But I guess since they have not oppressed us or are not feared by  the black community enough to have that status.

We can’t be this screwed…

That by the time most of us have our ten year high school reunions, many of our children will be graduating from elementary school.

We can’t be this screwed…

Where we have taken the ideology of our oppressors and adopted them as our own. Screwed to the point were when we are asked about a fellow black man or woman we say (insert the word bitches or niggas here) Aint Shit.

We cant be this screwed…

That coming out prison is more respected in the family and the community than coming out of college. And that even when we are sure that our homie, compadre, cuzzo, favorite rapper, etc. has committed the crime,( insert random gun possession, murder, or drug charge here) We still have audacity to wear T-shirts and scream Free my Nigga (You fill in the blank).

We can’t be this screwed….

That Facebook and Twitter has replaced genuine human interaction and that people will tweet you before they text you, text you before they call you, and talking to you for a couple of months  now equivalent to “dating you.”

We can’t be this screwed

That making it rain, buying bottles, bussin’ it open and twerking are now the current appropriate methods of primitive attraction replacing basic pheromones and conversation.  And that if I take the time to ask your name and general interest-I’m a lame!?  However, If I scheme to fuck you and your home girl and succeed and never return your call, I am now the guy that you tell your friends about saying “Girl I know he ain’t right, but I just looove him.”

We can’t be this screwed

That we believe that a Black President has replaced our need to work hard, educate ourselves and continue to develop strong familial values, strengthen our homes, and communities.

Com’ on son we just can’t be that screwed…



In Uncategorized on March 26, 2012 at 9:32 am

#HoodiesUp! Miami Heat Players Show Support For Trayvon Martin

In Uncategorized on March 23, 2012 at 3:39 pm


The same day President Obama commented for the first time on the fatal shooting of unarmed Trayvon Martin in Sanford, All-Star guard Dwyane Wade and his Miami Heat teammates also injected themselves into the conversation

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