Sole’ is a chick that loves poetry. So she reads passages of poetry she loves…and cums along the way.
Just so you know, this is how I fantasize chicks reading my poasts on JTTS react.
Points of interest: 2:20, 4:00, and the money shot…4:50.
Seriously…is someone under the table?
Me and fellow absentee blogger JKJV$#@ we’re involved in the recent Riff Raff show here in Boston. What I came away with was the further realization that DJing is going the way of the Dinosaur. #LatePass. I guess “DJing” at a hip hop show means someone handing you a USB drive, blank CD or Samsung Galaxy minutes before they perform. This was the case for all openers and JodyHighRoller, who I literally had under 5 minutes to put a set together with while he swam in young nubile vajay. It’s weird watching a youtube video take place b4 your eyes
Went to Puerto Rico this week. Extreme poverty for the most part but still, rich to poor, people seemed happier then those living in Boston. Knocked a few things off the bucket list:
Also Saw lotsa prostitutes, wild cats & dogs, roosters, chamelions and excessive/ unnecessary advertising to the point that banners advertising phone cards or grocery coupons are hung inside the rainforest.
And now it’s 5 degrees in Boston.
Am I the only one that thinks A.G. could be the ugliest rapper alive?
I mean, he looks like Snoop from The Wire as a grandmother.
Whatever, all male on male physical appearance judging aside .. I think this song is pretty decent.
I posted this to appease DJ ON&ON who I can only assume is trolling WSHH.com right now for some new blog content or preparing for Hip Hop Trivia tonight. Shouts to Dave Cash.
Rarely do blogs admit their traffic to the world, but we don’t really give a fuck as you know by now.
We were averaging a solid 1500 uniques at one point early this year. That’s not too bad.
Than something happened which I would like to call – JTTS Bloggar White Flag Syndrome – Faraone was gone – thinking he was making a difference writing about lesbian rights and social injustice, Marty was claiming to be “researching” monetization schemes (i.e. got a girlfriend and stopped blogging), Yukonn was going through a messy break-up and no longer was poasting and drawing the ire of standard JTTS haters, JKFGT was curled up in a fetal somewhere, and myself.. Well.. I was up to my fucking neck in work and had no time to blog (2Jobz).
This left the door open for DJ ON&ON to slither in to the fold.
Who can forget this terse exchange with JKFGT which seemingly ripped open the then-healing wounds of the JTTS staff.
Since that moment, the hate filled (yet loving) exchanges between the staff and perhaps carefree feelings towards this beloved site seemed to wane. We all lost interest. JTTS had evolved into something that we all despised – a shitty rap blog.
Yes, there were many good poasts this summer. Many amazing stories from DJ ON&ON, however – no one was there to clean up the imagery, the grammar, the weak posts, the WSHH copy+pastes.
I attempted to prove my worth and commitment with this post in the heat of the summer sun: JTTS IS NEVER GOING TO DIE
But it slowly did.
The editing I toiled on tirelessly behind the scenes for years fell by the wayside. The poasts became lazy. Even ON&ON seemed like he was growing tired of the blog game.
Then we got blog aids. No one seemed to care. None of the bloggers. None of them except Knife who was pleading to bring JTTS back to me on the regular.
Then we got nominated for a Boston Music Award, even when we still had tons of malware.
Something lit a spark in the hearts of all the bloggers. We could not let this precious website die before the BMAs. We turn 5 years old next year (That is kinda crazy).
Anyway, I have a shitload of free time now since I know no one where I live. I will be blogging hard. 2013 we will take home the fucking BMA. That is the goal. (And was last year). But I mean it now.
JTTS.COM contributors DJ Knife and JKFGTEPMDNWA were instrumental in orchestrating Lil B’s live performance in The Bridge last night.
There is a rumored photo of JK______ and my son (who paid for a $25 ticket) together at the all ages event.
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There they are…my son, Cash Lover From Da East Side, and JKFGT, thumbing their noses at the blood sweat and tears men like Kool G. Rap and KRS 1 endured to make this an America where a no talent hack like Lil B can demand $25 for the general public to witness him rap…and sell the damn venue out.
Today is a new day. The horror.
I’ve been commissioned to orchestrate a gospel mixtape for a Christian youth event. Yes, I’m a black Jew…but hey, so was Jesus.
On my playlist is this joint…”Come On In The Room” by the Georgia Mass Choir.
This is showbiz/music/storytelling/Hennessy music, personified.
Praise the lord, God damnit!
Lesson learned. Church is trill.
It’s wrong. It’s juvenile. It’s funny.
Cowboys wide receiver, Dez Bryant, was arrested for ASSAULTING HIS MOTHER. She’s heard on the 911 tape as saying “I can’t keep letting him do me like this. I’m tired. I’m going to put an end to it today. I’m going to put an end to it today. I’m tired.” Implying, of course, this shits been going on for a grip. Police found his mother with a ripped shirt and bra, sore chest, and bruises to her arms and wrists. Shit escalated when his mother asked him to leave her house. After being charged with a Class A misdemeanor for assaulting a female family member, he posted $1500 bond and was out. The Cowboys or the league have not commented on disciplinary action.
No need for a long rant here…I’m sure we’re all on the same philosophical page when it comes to ASSAULTING YOUR FUCKING MOTHER…Even Sleezy Trees.
I can’t think of a more egregious, despicable, sociopathic occurrence in the wide world of sports to ever take place.
O.J. bodied Nicole…but it wasn’t his MAMMA! Rae Caruth was found in a trunk afer killing a woman…But it wasn’t his MAMMA!!! Junior Seau could have shot anyone…not his MAMMA! Mike Vic got a kick outta watchin bitches fight…
NOT. HIS. MAMMA!!!!!
This makes Kobe’s rape fetish look like a trumped up jay-walking charge.
I would deep-throat Adolf Hitler on the steps of Temple Emanuel before I shake Dez Bryants hand. No Frank Ocean.
We know the big business corporate world professional sports can be. Is there an argument to be made for separating his off the field antics with allowing him to play this season…when it comes to BEATING on his MAMMA????
I have a dope bitch.
*She avoids fighting at all costs, cuz she knows if it comes to that, she will put any bitch in the I.C.U.
*She thoroughly enjoys giving me T.O.P. and does it better than any chick I ever encountered.
*She can recite the lyrics to any song Boss recorded…especially this one.
*She constantly smells like cocoa butter, Camay, baby powder, African Black estrogen, perfume from the African incense man, and a leather-bound bible.
*Toes did. Nails did. Hair did.
*Titties perfectly manufactured at Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory.
*Body that make you wanna slap a yt baby.
*Tough as nails. Sensitive as a rotten tooth.
*Knows the difference between good and bad ox-tails.
*Always ready to freestyle…unless she’s high as shit.
*Keeps a good job and a clean house.
*Always ready to run a game of H-O-R-S-E…she can ball.
*She’s certified GP status in every hood in the Bean. Axe somebody.
*Only celebrity she would be impressed meeting is Stevie J.
If you got a dope bitch, leave a comment about her, and rock this new Dream/Pusha T shit while you poast in the name of Sensitive Thug Love.
Couple geniuses figured it would be a funny prank if they ran up on a big black man and acted like they were secret spies on some “You have 60 seconds” type shit.
That big black man was in the process of navigating through a very bad day, and a couple of fun loving yt’s with a video camera was his tipping point. Lulz.