June 2011
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You’re life is played out
like Kwame and the fucking polka dots.
Who...
– Unbelievable, Notorious B.I.G.
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Trapped. No shield, no sword.
The unbeaten path got my soul so sore.
Allured...
– Black Thought, Walk Alone
Dear Millenials
We spent 20 years trying to kill ‘80’s culture only to have y’all bring it back. Thanks for fucking nothing.
Sincerely,
Gens X & Y
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I’m an artist who doesn’t paint.
A writer who doesn’t write.
A baller who doesn’t play.
A thug who doesn’t roll.
A thinker who acts on instinct.
I am nothing.
And that means everything to me.
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A lot of cats talk shit
but don’t test the D though,
M-16s break up...
– Guilty Simpson, Run
You love my style ‘cause I’m not what you’re used to…
You roll with plushies and you ain’t even the hardest one.
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Can you pinpoint the exact moment when you lost your damn mind?
Fuckin’ eh.
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I do the rolling, you do the details…
– Tragically Hip
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It’s all fucked up now.
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Fuck the world, don’t ask me for shit.
Everything you get, you gotta work...
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Nice subtle changes Tumblr. Daddy likes.
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Can a thug wear cashmere?
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Where are all the black people - Part 1 →
Reblog if you have a scar with a story behind it
damnyoumongolians:
towritelesbiansonherarms:
I got mine playing with fire.
WOO!
I got most of mine from punching people in the face. In their teeth to be exact. Really annoying when that happens.
Every good scar has a story. Here are some of mine: 1. Right eyebrow split open like a segmented orange while playing an epic game of basketball. 2. Scar on right middle finger from stitches...
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