Tuesday, July 31, 2007

"a tree died for me to scribe on this loose leaf"

Median-How Big Is Your World Prod. By 9th Wonder

This beat = throwback golden era tape deck type shit

--Mr Know it all Marbles

--Cool Hand Mo

504



Rafael eeerrrrrrrrrr...I mean Lil wayne-Outstanding Prod. by Dr.D.r.e (yes, this joint is really quite outstanding actually)

--Mr. Know It All Marbles

Monday, July 30, 2007

Can't Wait



--Cool Hand Mo Wu Affiliate

Meet Electrik Red

Naomi


Binky


Leslie




Sarah

Sunday, July 29, 2007

Friday, July 27, 2007


--Cool Hand Mo

--Cool Hand Mo

ILL.


Wrong guard


--Cool Hand Mo

I Called It

So apparently there were pictures of Shamar Moore recently taken on a nude gay beach...completely naked. I'm still not sure why this is news, but here's what he said in response:

“People find it interesting to try to make me gay; I’m not gay. I went on vacation with two girlfriends of mine who, interestingly enough got cut out of the pictures. We found a nude beach, as far as I know, was a unisex beach…. We took off our clothes and jumped in the water. I’ve been trying to skinny dip since I was a teenager. I’m just grateful that the water was warm. I was naked, just like I'm totally naked in my backyard when I have barbeques with people I can trust. I'm not an exhibitionist, but I would do it again if I felt comfortable!”



Next time he should probably find a less gay way of convincing people he's not gay...



--Linds

Thursday, July 26, 2007

In Cahoots With Geisha & Deux

Happy B-Day Steffers

The table situation was in cahoots with craze...

...but it's whatevs.

J Rog & P Rod

The swinging rope decor seems to scream, "blacks not welcome"... suppose it's just me

Partaketh

...To Les Deux, French for "Les Craze" or, in other dialects "Les Whatevs"

...waiting...

.....waiting.

In there (see: swimwear)

Sparklin'
Partytime.

Damn Dirty Mullatos

Digi Fizzy Lifting Drink

Genius Homme

Reppin' Black Beverly Hills

Yous nerd.

Rainbow & Paul

Um...............................................................clean. And you are???

Guard you're dames, we're cahootin' 'em

Good man in the middle

Funniest pic in the history of cameras AND funniness.

Wrap up sesh.

--Cool Hand Mo

Antenna Mag

HUGE.


--Mo Day Hundreds via Everything You Love To Hate

Losing all my marbles: First Edition


He's Jay Electronica, everyone else needs to STOP RAPPING.
Something To Hold On To

My World (Nas Salute)


Girlfriend

Bitches And Drugs- Prod. By Dilla

My Uzi Weighs A Ton





Consider yourself blessed on this twenty sixth day of July, in the year of our lord two thousand and seven

--Joshy Marbles Dough Gon

Wednesday, July 25, 2007

White People Are Craze...But Hilario



Zach Galifianakis - "Can't Tell Me Nothin'"

--Cool Hand Mo

Dreams Do Come True.


--Cool Hand Mo

Natural Born World Shakers

so this one time...lmao

I thought it would be fun to to push 8 year old sis on my skateboard, so I did for about 5 min til that got boring. Then, I decided it would be even funner to grab some of my dads rope from the toolbox and tie the skateboard to the back of my bike, so I did. We rode up and down Mckenzie ave, back and fourth back and fourth until that got played out ( never allowed to go past Mr Night's house on the corner). After almost 30 min of doing this I decided to ride full speed down the block and jump of the curb....wrong move. So I land perfectly fine, but here comes Steffy flying past me landing about 10 feet in front of me in the middle of the street all bloody and bruised from the impact, then Pops whooped me. Then there was this other time I convinced Steffy that the white liquid that was inside of the branches of the tree that we had been climbing all day was milk, yes, she drank it....then Pops whooped me. And who could forget the time that she ate an entire bottle of flinstones chewables because I told her they were candy, and Pops whooped me, and Steffy had to get her stomach pumped. I miss the good ol days....Love you Stef. Happy born day

And oh yea one more thing, I found what I'm getting her for her B-Day present, just need to know what color you all think she would prefer. Get back to me on that.



--Big Bro Bro Marbles



We Been Together Like Nike Airs and Crisp Tees...

From running from Uncle Bald-headed at Christmas, playing at the park by Grandma’s house, crying because Roller was chasing you (it was you, not me—and I have the tape to prove it), working in Low-Low Prices, scratching backs, going on our first road trip to LA, moving that damn couch to Promenade…need I say more???, actually living in Promenade, always “runnin’ around,” slapping what’s-his-name, the infamous night at Del Taco, making that girl leave the club crying, doing donuts in the parking lot, and scheming in general…we’ve been together through it all. And you still is nerd.

I love you Steffy Weffy! Happy Birthday!!!




--Linds

Alliance, Aquisition...Overthrow


Find a plan B.

--Cool Hand Mo

Do the Knowledge


“I know what I've done for music, but don't call me a legend. Just call me Miles Davis."...

--Miles Marbles

Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Glen & Bailey



Ignorance in it's flightclubbingness


--Cool Hand Mo

Circa 2005.

For rap I raise the bar,
like I lifted a pub,
these alley cats,
I turn my back,
and they show me no love,
I speak rhythm,
scream dreams,
throw a wasp,
nigga you could never Be(e) me,
like doe, they need (knead) me,
but I give 'em what they want,
still, they cut Mo's Day short like black history month,
been leavin' niggas faces scrunched up,
lunch bags,
it's dumb luck if I make it,
got the odds stacked against me like I'm next to un-evens,
FAKE IT,
that's what they want, huh?
so you see who I'm amongst, the,
cold iced out, hip-stir strut,
but, I still choose to live now,
and occasionally take an over shoulder glance back,
when I set the books down,
next to Jordan 13's,
with two pairs of Nike socks to the knees,
my dude rockin' with me,
to boombox after 3,
before practice,
so crackers I refuse to ass-kiss,
fuck you and the game,
I'm the score keeper dude,
on the scoreboard,
above the game,
so I work like I really need the money,
laugh like I never heard of funny,
love like I've never been hurt,
live like it's heaven on earth,
stay hungry like I've never eaten,
spit like nobody hears me when I'm speakin',
for the "food" is the reason,
I already been through cheatin',
treason,
robbed thieves,
thieved pirates,
as they stared at they're eyelids,
I stole from a man who's favorite hand he was dealt every time,
I still stand!
That's why you sense a change in my voice,
as if it came with a choice,
knocked down,
but I remain very poised.

--Mo Day

We come from, pissy hallways and cracked drywall,
graffiti painted faces of fallen rap stars, eyes blinded
light cause we're accustomed to the dark police pressin
us so hard we got to iron out the starch, we fall behind we
end where they start niggas' tryin to
assemble but have been given wrong parts, fuck, who are they
foolin? I see it very clear, rappers pollutin' minds so I'm bringin
fresh air, I make love to drums and fuck the snare, give birth to
words, it's like heaven to the ear, this is masterful music, blues
minus acoustic, blood, sweat, tears, pain produced this, liquor
and weed just massacred their mind, I'm spittin out my soul,
so my life is undefined, paralyzin' words that are soon to hit the
spine leave a tingle in you're back causin' you to stay behind

--Joshy Marbles

Hey Streetwear...

If you hurry, you could be the first to make a tee of a scantily clad Lohan with prison bars photoshopped over her! Don't worry, your line won't fall into the deep hypebeast abyss of unoriginality, you're tee will be on display to kids everywhere as a creative masterpiece! After all, she was arrested in the streets-where streetwear was conceived, right? ACT NOW!

--Cool Haute Couture Mo

Madlib India


For those who don't know, Madlib is in the top 3 beatmaker category...in my book, which happens to be the only book that should be on your shelf.


--Cool Hand Mo

Monday, July 23, 2007

Playboy.

BTW, I know approx. 37 more positions...let me learn you babe.

Rashid

Hands down, Com is one of my favorite rhyme sayers ever...so I can't put his new album up, you must go cop. With that said, here's a couple tracks to persuade you to hit up that place that sells those disc thingys...I think they call 'em "record stores" or somethin' like that.

Hate To Admit This...


...but this is actually dope, props to Ja (*pinches self*).

--Cool Hand Mo

Suckiness At It's Suckiestness

Being a self proclaimed "film enthusiast", I have many strong opinions on film makers, actors, films etc. that the average moviegoer couldn't give two shits about...with that said, I HATE MICHAEL BAY. My hate runs so deep and strong, that if I were to elaborate further on the subject, I'd spontaneously cumbust into a smokey hate haze. He must be stopped, at any and all costs.
Stay Informed, don't get bamboozled out of another $10.50...instead, give it to me and enroll in my one week film program, first assignment...




--C00l Hand Mo

Sunday, July 22, 2007

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can i live?

--S.Loveless