The two things I admire most about this video: 1.) The prominence of workmanship. 2.) Commitment to country.

“There will be people that want to do this kind of work; provided this kind of work is here for people to do…”

The Fold…know about it.

Having a blog is a lot like having a kid. If you dont feed it, its little baby body starts looking weak, and its little baby mouth starts saying stuff like, “Son! When I’ma get some food up in my lil baby belly?” But then I be like, “Shut the freak up, baby! I aint got no food! Im hungry too lil baby nigga!” Point is….I know I havent posted anything in a while, Ive been busy….please dont call child protective services on me. Here’s some food lil baby.

Shot by Trevor Traynor. Edited by Rob Rush. Produced by DJ MF Shalem. Awesomed by me.

While I understand a picture is worth a thousand words….and a moving picture is worth an extra twenty-two, this particular piece of American cinema barely whispers  a vowel of its greatest feature. Actually, in this case, “would-be” feature. You see, during the process of filming, whilst maneuvering through Sunday traffic, Trev, Matt and I spotted a little Asian midget, on a little baby bike with a basket, and a little biddy baby helmet…our synchronized, initial response, “WE GOTTA GET THAT MIDGET IN THE VIDEO!!!”  Well, alas, that motherfreaker was way too quick! In addition to being a midget, she was also a robot ninja with rocket boosters for pedals. So, we continued on with the video shoot. Approximately three hours later, we pull to a stoplight, at which point, in between gasps for breath, Trev says to me, “Look to the right!” Holy smokes. IT WAS THE GOT DANG CHINESE MIDGET…AND HER MIDGET BIKE WITH THE BASKET! As the light turns green, me and Trev both hop out of the vehicle, and proceed to chase the tiny half person as she’s pedaling off. For four blocks we chased this mini-heifer, with Trev pointing the camera in her direction. Literally knocking people over. If you didnt know better, you wouldve thougt I snatched somebodys purse, and he was trying to get the news footage. It was freakin great. But, the stubby little wonton got away…again. This video couldve been so much better. I apologize.

and thats the truth…ruth.

stolen from…

Son wins a free turkey for being the most philosophical grocery shopper  in a pair of non-bedazzled pants. Think Im playing? Peep that. Sean Price is right. P!

stolen from…

Imagine a nation of  people. A freaky deaky people with eight hands.  And on each of those hands, twelve  fingers, not including the traditional five that come standard on every human palm…and instead of toes, five fingers would meet the ends of an individual foot. You take that number of phalanges, multiply it by two…and you still couldnt count on all of those hands how many times I get called Lil Wayne in a three hour period.  Thats an actual mathematical fact. All of the proper research has been conducted.

Albeit scatterbrained and lethargically delivered…I hope the message in this video finds a special place in your heart.

Love,

haji p.

(sorry for being an a-hole.)

 This is the reason why Cupid shot the arrow in the digital butts of Youtube & Camera Phone. Not so we could hear your boring rants about your sucky political opinion, or watch some scrawny little black kid with dredds walk around his city and bore us with inane jibba jabba! The two fell in love so we could watch Kevin unload on these niggas! “Unload on these niggas, Kevin!”  The illest part, is directly after I watched it, I copped the iGun app and started rolling around the floor, bucking shots at the living room furniture! Thanks, Kevin.

*returns to iShooting living room furniture*

Yup, thats me. The Fresh Prints of the Bay. Performing @ Red Devil Lounge in San Francisco with fellow rap crew, Rec League. From what I could tell, the crowd seemed to be enjoying it immensely. And I’m pretty sure they were so bedazzled by my impromptu mumbling, they didnt even realize I actually forgot a line in the first verse. Tadaow!

I never did go to sleep watching cartoons. Instead, Homeboy Mike hit me up about a cookout (and other continued shenanigans) at his beach spot. With that said, allow the trumpets to blow for the oncoming of misadventure…

Kooley High – Kooley is High (prod. by DeLa) from BECAUSEUS on Vimeo.

Lets be honest, rappers are pretty dang good at hating on other rappers. Its kind of what we do best. Its the way Jesus made us. Nevertheless…you cant front on good music. I mean, you could, but then you’d just be a dick! Anyhow, I say that to say this…Kooley High is dope, and if you dont think so, youre an idiot. Check out this video from my North Carolina friends & fam. The only thing I dont like about this is Charlie Smarts rocking that  Crowlife hat ( The Loots )before I had the chance to make it famous!

To download the Kooley is High mixtape, go here.

Check out Inflowential while youre at it.

Ping!

I mean, it’s no secret…I’m irrefutably not to be messed with, son!

You may recognize my guitar wielding opponent as my…ummm…guitar wielding counterpart in a previous show video.