Gangsters’ Playbook

I conclude therefore that, fortune being changeful and mankind steadfast in their ways, so long as the two are in agreement men are successful, but unsuccessful when they fall out. For my part I consider that it is better to be adventurous than cautious, because fortune is a woman, and if you wish to keep her under it is necessary to beat and ill-use her; and it is seen that she allows herself to be mastered by the adventurous rather than by those who go to work more coldly. She is, therefore, always, woman-like, a lover of young men, because they are less cautious, more violent, and with more audacity command her.

— Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince

She Callin Me Fablo

Fuck a Wells Fargo
It’s stacks in my cargos
Griselda Blanco, she got the donk though
Whippin’ that foreign like it’s the Bronco
I’m on the highway like I caught a body
Me and compadre smokin’ Beats By Dre, loud to the head
Takin’ loud to the head
First we count up the blessin’s
Then we count up the bread

When it Hits, you Feel No Pain

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music. — Friedrich Nietzsche

Pablo Picasso, Three Musicians (1921)
And I swear I got this shit that make these bitches go insane
So they tell me that they love me
I know better than that, it’s just game
It’s just what comes with the fame

Get Mad & Smash Shit

. “I want a life that sizzles and pops and makes me laugh out loud. And I don’t want to get to the end, or to tomorrow, even, and realize that my life is a collection of meetings and pop cans and errands and receipts and dirty dishes. I want to eat cold tangerines and sing out loud in the car with the windows open and wear pink shoes and stay up all night laughing and paint my walls the exact color of the sky right now. I want to sleep hard on clean white sheets and throw parties and eat ripe tomatoes and read books so good they make me jump up and down, and I want my everyday to make God belly laugh, glad that he gave life to someone who loves the gift.” — Shauna Niequist

This February, Bet Shit Get Scary …


#TGIF : All I Need Is A Gas And A Lighter



N!99@ I was Born in the Drop

Let the money drip dry, hundred dollar bills
Wipe the tears from my eyes, no love

Fuck y’all niggas, hope you die a slow death
As I coke-test and C. DeLores Tucker protest
Can’t fuck with you weak rap niggas, witcha gay raps
Runnin ’round talkin this and talkin that
See me in the streets, tried to give me dap
Andrew Cunanan ass niggas
My two cannons blast niggas, ask niggas

Got me fucked up in the game, get your shirt stained
Keep your five mics nigga, give me the ‘caine