Jigga what , Jigga who?

Music: Jay Z- Justify My Thug

I am by no means claiming to be a hip-hop head or some kind of authority on the music in general but while doing some paper work a Jay-Z song came on my ipod and caught my attention. So much so that I rewinded it 2 or 3 times and looked up the lyrics. The song is Justify My Thug (Madonna Sample?). It's on the Black Album. That whole CD is very honest and makes a lot of sense. I know that sounds strange because J-hova has been know lately for just talking about watches and crystal and maybach benz's. But this being his (we'll see) last cd he went out on top and showed why he wore the crown for so long. Do you remember how close I was to wearing that belt? Too many beer cans to the forhead I guess. I'm not trying to be a rap critic and have no idea why I posted this but download the song and see if you agree.

He says, "If you kill my dog ima kill your cat."
I love that. I wish i could tell someone that if you shoot my friend i'm going to murder your girlfriend.....
20 inch rims BITCH!!!!!

Uhh, this feel right right here Quik

It's like it's 'sposed to happen this one right here

Young!  God damn..

.. let me justify my thug on this one right here



[Verse One: Jay-Z]

It goes one o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock rock

Five six seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock

Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, the party bout to pop

Then - Roc-A-Fella y'all, it's your boy S. Dot

And I ain't never been to jail; I ain't never pay a nigga

to do no dirt for me I was scared to do myself

I will never tell even if it means sittin in a cell

I ain't never ran, never will

I ain't never been smacked; a nigga better keep his hands

to himself or get clapped for what's under that man's belt

I never asked for nothin I don't demand of myself

Honesty, loyalty, friends and then wealth

Death before dishonor and I tell you what else

I tighten my belt 'fore I beg for help

Foolish pride is what held me together through the years

I wasn't felt which is why I ain't never played myself

I just play the hand I'm dealt, I can't say I've never knelt

before God and asked for better cards at times to no avail

But I never sat back feelin sorry for myself

If you don't give me heaven I'll raise hell

'Til it's heaven



[Chorus - imitating Madonna]

Justify my thug!

"For you!" - [Run-D.M.C.]

My thug.. (hoping..)

My thug.. (praying..) for you

to justify my thug!

My thug.. (hoping..)

My thug.. (praying..) for you..

"For you! Fresh" - [Run-D.M.C.]



[Verse Two: Jay-Z]

Now if you shoot my dog, I'ma kill yo' cat

Just the unwritten laws in rap - know dat

For every action there's a reaction, don't have me relapsin

Relaxin's what I'm about, but about mine

Don't be actin like you can't see street action

Take me back to +Reasonable Doubt+ time

You see my mind's on the finish line, facin the wreck

I put my muh'fuckin faith in the tec, tell Satan not yet

You understand I am chasin my breath

I am narrowly escapin my death, oh yes

I am the Michael Schumacher of the Roc roster

Travellin Mach 5, barrelin, my power can stop God

God forgive me but I can't let them deliver me to you

Until, I won this race, then eventually

My engine gon' burn out, I get whatever is meant for me

However it turns out fine - red line!



[Chorus]



[Verse Three: Jay-Z]

They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight

And two wrongs don't make a right

But when you been wrong and you know all along that it's just one life

At what point does one fight?  (Good question right!)

'Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in it

Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half

Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs

When you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag

When your options is none and the pen is all you have

or the block, niggaz standin tight, there's limits on the ave

Tryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cash

But can't put they name on paper cause, then you on blast

Mr. President, there's drugs in our residence

Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us

Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up

Every other corner there's a liquor store - fuck is up?



[Chorus]

Arctic Ball Bag

Music: Muse- Muscle Museum


Holy Christ, I have never been so cold in my life then yesterday at the game. I'm very gald the Eagles won. The team, the city and the fans deserved it. SP deserved it. If they lost I was prepared for nothing less then him(SP) jumping over the railing and falling 150ft. to his death. Poor guy was really nervous. Back to the game, it was a living hell. Glad they won but not glad I stood out in 45mph wind gusts for over 4 hours. Something to do once. A few weird things from yesterday. First off I forgot my wallet at the brothers P house. An incredibly uneasy feeling takes over when you realize it's 9:30 in the morning, you're taking train downtown dressed like a 12yr old ready for a snowball fight/fort building mission and it's only going to get colder. The uneasy part comes in when you have to inform your two friends that you forgot your wallet at their house and they would be buy all your train/cab fares, food and beer for the next 10 hours. Of course they knew I was good for the money when we got back home but everytime I needed a beer or ordered food I felt like a dick. That was weird thing #1. I'll highlight the rest, in no order.....
#2. I fell in the middle of the road.
#3. Was only able to have one beer cuz it frooze before I finished it.
#4. Brian Dawkins gave a drill sargent inspired speech that scared Terry Bradshaw. He looked and sounded like he was going to eat the microphone.
#5. I farted on a woman on the subway. It was so packed after the game. My clostrophobia was actually setting in, that is how packed it was. Not going on another LA Fitness rant, bit she was one of those people, way more important then anyone else. Bitch kept pushing me and bumping into me. Then I got a feeling like I had to fart. You know where this is going. I silently blasted one on her back. I thought it was the funniest thing in the world. Farting in general is funny. If you are in your car by yourself and fart, 9 out of 10 times you laugh. When you fart on someone, you laugh 10 out of 10 times. When you have the opportunity to fart on a complete stranger and know you won'tget caught, you take it. And you laugh 11 out of 10 times.
#6. After eating and drinking in center city while watching the Pats game we went to get on the 8:45 train and to our surprise SEPTA was broken. Hadn't been running for over 2 hours. Guess who had to take a cab home to Villanova..........
Many of you know Jager the cat. He turns 7 on Saturday and has informed me he wants to party. So we shall party. I'll post humor/porn links ina bit.
Lastly Rando told me Johnny Carson died shoveling snow and I believed him. Just like tsunami's I to can be a faggot.............
Should be tons of typos in this post, your welcome.

Jets Blow

Music: Superjoint Ritual- Personal Insult

Update!!!! Go into comments section and click on the lohan freestyle link.

That's all I'm saying about that. Kickers are faggots. They play 6-7 plays a game, don't even put their hands on the ball and affect the games out come so much. I hate every kicker/punter ever born except for Chris Grovich. Fuck the Steelers, Go Birds.
If you haven't seen Kill Bill yet I recommend you see it as soon as possible. If you have seen it already, watch it again. It is an amazing movie. This may be a biased opinion because I think Quentin Taranitino is brilliant. I saw it 3 times in the movies and twice at my house. I think once you watch the behind the scenes on the DVD and then rewatch you gain even more of an apprietation for the film. Taranitino covers every aspect of the movie. Each shot is perfect. If I were a true cinephile I'd use more descriptive terms but I suck so whatever. I just wanted to type the word cinephile. I probably spelled it wrong also. He even had RZA do the soundtrack. Now that's gangsta. I don't know why I'm trying to be Ebert and Roper but watch the movie and share your opinions. Another well made film is 21 Grams. Fucked up but awesome.

Something about motorcycle gangs compells me. I just find their lifestyle and code of ethics interesting. The tattoos are cool. The nazi helmets with the spikes on top are awesome. The fact that they would kick your ass then butt bang you with a Bud Light bottle is frightening. These gentlemen should be respected. The reason I bring this up is because there is an impending biker turf war in Philly between the Hell's Angels and the Pagens. Their was a shooting last night and for some reason I can't link to the article. It's in the Philly Daily News. If you are into this kind of stuff I suggest you read Hell' Angels written by Hunter S. Thompson. Very cool book, you can pick up the paperback for @ 10 bucks. In honor of my newfound love for bikers I'd like to get a tattoo on my chest of a German Shepherd with a knife through it's skull and one on my back that says "HELMET LAWS SUCK!" in old english font. Kill Bill Bitch........

Watch my bumper bitch!
Next time you think about kicking someone....
What they mamma named them.......

A Little Poll

What is the corniest/gayest song on your ipod/mp3player/computer?
Post in the comments section...





In The Event That Things Go Terribly Wrong

Music: Queens Of The Stone Age- Feel Good Hit Of The Summer

Being a Met fan for as long as I can remember, when things can go wrong they usually do. If it seems too good to be true, it is. Being a New York Sports fan(sans Yankees) you become acustomed to this. Kinda like an Eagles fan. We sign Pedro and Beltran, the Jets beat the Chargers in O.T. And the Mets may get Delgado. I'm not sure what and I'm not sure when but something bad is going to happen and it;s not going to be good. Remember who said it first. Unrelated baseball fact: Chan Ho Park makes 14 million dollars a year. 14 million. unfucking real. Funny actually.

Am I the only one who doesn't miss the NHL?

I get a lot of these links from collegehumor.com visit for more and some cool pictures.

Nice take on the most annoying things of last year.
Just when I thought I was Fat.
Does anyone wanna play H-O-R-S-E?
This guy is the man.
Death/Black Metal bands are so corny.
Exposing the biggest computer myths.
Goths are funny.
One of the funniest things ever! NOT SAFE!!!!
The 50 coolest song parts. Very cool.
Peter Beste is an amazing photographer. Check out all his pic sections. The Norwegian Black Metal section is badass.

Download the Queens of the Stone Age song above and also
Modest Mouse: Black Cadillacs

Plastic Wagons, Cell Phones and Tsunamis

Music: Muse- Butterflies and Hurricanes

Normally I go to the gym for my racquetball league on Monday and Wednesday nights, but in my attempt to win this weight lose challenge I go every night now. LA Fitness is where I go. Great gym, all new stuff. Tons of TVs and glass racquetball courts. But the people there drive me nuts. It's not the meathead factor that gets me, trust me the fact that you count carbs and squat and curl your balls off all day does not impress me. I could give a fuck. The parking lot looks like a BMW/Jaguar/Lexus/Benz convention. Everyone is living off mommy and daddy's money. People say that about everyone but this place should be used as the reference when that phrase is said. Fake tits everywhere. Biggest choice of the day for these chicks is weather to get their hair, nials or toes done. Thank god I worked at Footlocker for 7 years and own a pair of Nike Shox or then I'd be really out of the loop(cuz you know how good a Nissan Extera looks next to a SL 55 amg or a sc430). These people bring their phones in to the gym and talk on the phone while they work out. Am I the only one who goes insane when I see this? Do you need to carry a phone conversation while you are on the fucking treadmill? Or they walk around the place with their cell phones on their waists cocked in their holsters. AUGH!!! Holsters are GAY!!!!!! They are for dads and maybe in the office, maybe. So, I hope you are following me here; Shox, very nice Juicy or Armani Exchange workout gear with cell phone holster on side and Benz key chain hanging out of shorts. And don't get me started on the fucking cell phone head sets. Please don't. So picture a late 20's to 30ish woman on the eliptical machine next to me. I'm kicking ass listening to a playlist on my ipod(if you don't own one, buy one now! I regret waitng so long to have Linda buy me one) titled METAL FOR THE GYM. Now one thing about ipods I wasn't aware of is that if you have the volume up loud people can hear what you have playing, in my case metal for the gym. So I'm swaeting my fat ass off and this troll bitch keeps looking at me every so often. At first I was like whatever you rich elitist fuck, but then I realized she can hear what was coming out of my headphones, violence and hatered...clearly. YOU FUCKING WHORE!!!!!!!!!! AAAGGHHHHH!!!!!!! RAHHHRAHHH!!! SMASH YOUR FACE and so on. Eventually everytime I knew a part would come on that would make her look at me I'd time it and meet her glare dead on. I either repulsed or disturbed her because she eventually left. Maybe it was a mix of both. It made me feel good, you know, to offend and not blend in with those self important fucks. I'd like to blast a Tsunami on them and step on their fingers as they cling for life from a tree. Makes me want to get in a fight. A physical fight. I want to punch someone in the face but also be punched back. Weird right? Maybe I'll get in to that tomorrow. USC is blasting the tits off of Oaklahoma 35-10 in the second qtr, crazy. BTW, I really don't hate those people that much, they make me sick don't get me wrong, but I was just trying to work in a Tsunami reference. One more thing download and listen to MUSE.......

Weight Loss Challenge

Music: Kanye West- So Soulful


The New Years Crew

I am starting a weight loss challenge with one of my co-workers tomorrow. Weigh in is at 5 pm. Should be scarey. Last time I checked I was 198lbs. and he claims he is 210lbs. So we shall see. It is six weeks long. My target is to go down to 180. Maybe back into a size 34 jeans. Who the fuck knows. Of course today I was all gun-ho about the eating and working out. I'll check back with you all next week with a weight update. I'm sure I'll be back to cheesesteaks and candybars by then....Leave a comment if you don't mind, I'd like to know if anyone checks in. Thanks!


More info about alcohol then you will ever need
What the fuck is this???!!!!!
Death Metal isn't scarey, it's funny!!!
Believe it or not I don't have one of these