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IT’S FRIDAY…
August 29, 2008, 3:43 am
Filed under: ANNOUNCEMENT

It’s Friday and there’s a couple of thing I want to say. 

1. Happy Birthday to my partnah Danny! The BIG Duurrrttyyy!!

2. Check out the Little Brother show at the Key Club tonight!

3. Well I’ll let the homie tell you…

Oh and be EASY out there during the Labor Day weekend!!! ASSHOLES!

– iDOL



YA’ SLEEPIN’ SON!

Here’s another afro classic joint from my memory banks!

Aceyalone / Mic Check

If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, a check a one two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a check two, a mic a check two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, a check a one two 
if it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, and I’m a check you 
I start most of my raps off kinda slow 
just so you could see exactly where it gonna go 
I make sure your body’s strapped in 
cause I’ma tailspin and you’re liable to get thrown 
The bible is the microphone; I read from the scripture 
leave it up to you to see the pictures 
I hover above MC’s like a flying saucer 
with the sorcery to alter the future 
present and the past, don’t be hesitant to ask 
me to be the man I’ll be the last 
I’ll be movin fast on that ass, I stipulate your fate 
I take a grip I’ll take a shot I’ll break your plates 
Now can you take the weight or do I have to make it lighter tighter 
than you could imagine that I had to been when I recite a rhyme 
I might as well be inside of your mind 
I know you thinkin, “Damn! How does he? What was he a man 
or a machine with computerized diagrams?” 
I tell em, “Nope! I am of the flesh, fresh, dope” 
I’m set apart you’re just a shot in the dark 
and the darkness casts no shadow 
And I’ll be victorious, no matter who I battle 
So every rapper in the house shut the fuck up! 
Cause if it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– check one, check two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– check a one two check a one two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a check one check two now I check you 
Now everyone knows I got the Milk like D, homemade quilt 
to get your wig peelt, like it should be 
Top o’ the mornin to ya, it’s so many ways to do ya 
I offer you the shield, just before I deal on ya 
I recommend, that when I squeeze the puss from your skin 
you pretend it ain’t happenin 
Cause everywhere is my stompin grounds 
When MC’s stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest 
You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor 
not to, jet (nah you ain’t goin nowhere) 
not until you show us you be flippin 
I give your body lashes and whippins 
T crashes the board like Pippen, I has to be trippin 
Not for your pleasure or your entertainment I came with 
a crew called self, and everybody looked just like me 
And we agreed that we dope fool 
We got flavor and everyone knows who’s the saviour 
Cause everyone knows, everyone knows 
Everyone knows I got flow 
And if it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, a check a one two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a check two, a mic a check two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, a check a one two 
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all 
– a one two, and I’ma check you 
See the mic check brings all the chaos to order 
I conquer the perimeter sealing the borders 
to catch the feeble child weeble wobble style evil subject 
Too deadly ready to wreck, anyone in my way 
I am what is know as the expandable specimen 
not understandable when I handle my mic check 
I enlarge to full capcacity drasticallly fast 
it has to be my well manicured dastardly pure blast 
will sniffle and lift, level and shift, earthplates 
Speeded up birthrate repetitive let it live then let it die 
Right inside the eye of the negative 
I love puttin pressure on the lesser competitive 
Inferior you’re determined, vermin, sherman stick smoked 
I got the elephantitus styles superior stroke 
of genius, I spoke and hell broke loose 
I saturated the streets, ‘fatuated by drum beats 
My heat, so-lar, warms the po-lar 
Melting glaciers, I are shooting star chaser 
The laser beam on my hip swings when I rip 
Fully loaded electricity clips I can’t miss 
stimulating your body fluids to flow as well as I do 
I do what is necessary to counter the blockage 
I can just rocket/rock-it with no fuel, dual exhaust 
is costing your life renewal 
I bring about a change meanin I’m about as strange as they come 
I come from the depths and wish they slept none son 
I am I was I be because I’m me 
originality for your fatality 
Now I am a traveler word scambler 
not a scribbler or a scavenger, eatin the place 
You’re greedy and feedin your face, cause you’re needin a taste 
of this niceness, but my advice is don’t imitate 
my likeness, oh I’ma fella who knows what the 
mic is, and I do it somethin like this 
Freestyle Fellowship Aceyalone Mikah 9 Jupiter Peace 
Chillin Villain Empire Afterlife Hip Hop Clan Mass Men The Nonce 
AbRude Western Hemisphere Meen Green Boomin James Born 
Allah First… 
And if if wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all 
– check one check two now I’m through with you 
And all the Heavyweight crew puttin it down, Ten Cent Eve 
Doin it at Project Bliznah-iznow, fool! 

“You’z not knowin!” Ace 1

– iDOL

**BONUS**



VENI, VIDI, VICI
August 29, 2008, 3:25 am
Filed under: EVENTS, NONSENSE | Tags: , , ,

I came, I saw, I conquered…maybe! HAHA

Think you could conquer the U.S. Bank and stair climb it’s 75 flights of stairs? (1500 steps to be exact) Help YMCA promote healthy lifestyles and challenge disease as you battle the tallest building West of the Mississippi. If you make it to the top you’ll be rewarded with limitless beer for a year! Fo Realz! Register now at Elevators are for Wimps! Training is being offered by my boy Mervous (aka Paul) just ask for him at the Y.

“Who’s with me?”

– iDOL



MC5
August 29, 2008, 2:59 am
Filed under: SPOTLIGHT, VISUALS | Tags: , ,

I didn’t know who started punk until earlier tonight…check out MC5!

The MC5 (Motor City Five) was an American hard rock band formed in Lincoln Park, Michigan in 1964 and active until 1972. Their music also included blues-rock, psychedelic rock, rock & roll and garage rock. “Crystallizing the counterculture movement at its most volatile and threatening,”[1] their far left political ties and anti-establishment lyrics and music would serve as a prototype for later punk rock musicians. The band consisted of Wayne Kramer and Fred “Sonic” Smith (guitars) Michael Davis (bass), Rob Tyner (vocals), and Dennis Thompson (drums).

wikipedia.com

MC5 / Rambilin’ Rose

“Time for Revolution!” – unknown

– iDOL



MANIFEST CHANGE

If you haven’t been on imeem to check out the Manifest Hope site…well you should. We’re living in a moment of true change for our country. Peep out Gavin Newsom the Mayor of San Francisco’s thoughts on Manifest Hope on imeem.com directed by Danny Lee. I think it would be pretty cool to hang out with the Mayor, interesting guy.

Vodpod videos no longer available.

“I have no idea…” G. Newsom

“That’s awesome!”

– iDOL



Cobe, the white mamba.
August 29, 2008, 12:03 am
Filed under: JOKES, NONSENSE | Tags:

lawlz0rs.

– j.



BABY, BABY, BABY, BABY, BABY…
August 28, 2008, 3:13 pm
Filed under: JOKES, NONSENSE, WHAT HAD HAPPENED WAS | Tags: , , ,

I heard about this, but never saw the actual video. Apparently K-Ci and JoJo were wasted as fuck (JoJo obviously way more). Damn this dude just smashed the stage, haha. K-Ci is cold blooded to just continue singing, haha. Wowzers.
– j.