UnioNoMics 101

Stay tuned for Part 2

The EP is almost done! Check the music player, it has 4, count 'em!, 4 new songs. Listen now! Go to the soundclick page to download the songs

This isn't what the title references, but I like this song better:


Everything Remains Raw (Explicit Version) - Busta Rhymes

I have decided to do some spring cleaning (niggah who cares if it it's almost summer I'm trying to be Zest fully clean up in this b*itch!). I'm not even going to front tho, Sunday night was THE WORST! You see, I moved into my apartment during the winter so when it came to the whole keeping warm thing I was on point game tight. However, I didn't have any kind of cool air generating console at the time sooo let's just saaaay that I was sweating more than R Kelly at a pre-teen summer camp? A diabetic in a sugar cane field? No? Well how about a Rabbi at Nazi convention? Are you getting the picture yet? Anyways...
I DIGRESS!!!
My spring cleaning will consist of clearing out space as far as my friends, past loves, and associates are concerned. Over the past 6 to 9 months I have come to the realization that I have quite a few (for lack of a more fitting adjective)
Toxic relationships that are either plaguing or somewhat pestering my life.
Some of these people have made it painfully clear to me that they do not feel the same way they once did, as far as I'm concerned, by not responding to any of my numerous attempts to contact them, acting distant during conversation, and feeding negative energy into my life in general.
I should not have, and refuse, to continue on with striving to achieve my career goals with these kind of people in my life. My family is enough stress as it is. So siranara (if that's how you spell it) to what was and a pair of open arms to what will be.

I realized this weekend while chilling with Knowledge that I have yet to post this song up for you all to hear. The song is called "Do You." It's Featuring Feenicess and if you are familiar with his style and writing, I believe that you'll be surprised at the way he chose to approach the subject on this track.

I'm sorry this is the only post y'all have gotten from me in forever, I still don't really feel like blogging. But I have been reading other blogs, and found this one here. Which had posted this a while ago:

It's been a long time since I've written on a piece...still gotta shake this rust off.

Once upon a lifetime...
I saw her...
I could still remember the day
And how she smiled in that once upon a lifetime way
Once upon a lifetime
Where her beauty blinded me
and took my sight FROM-ME
Leaving my eyes broke but
Her fresh said fuck 2 my niggah you could borrow like 5-20's
once upon a lifetime
Once upon a lifetime just watch, once upon a lifetime watch,
once,
upon a liftime
just watch cause there's no seconds...
just her on a winners page
us eternal but I've been afraid where's a renegade
the future thief of my hearts on the center stage
once upon a lifetime
Where our love is minute maid
No mother nature no blossom
Relationship wakes nor playin possum
once upon a lifetime
Where we lived in infinite bliss believing
Our days would stay sunny
keep the pepper ur dimples changed the seasons
Once upon a lifetime
Where I'll happily your ever after u nevered my sadness
once upon a lifetime
where forever is detox for us addicts
I'll
sun-dial the heavens and thank god for the treasure
The present
upon my lifetime I thank god that I met her
Once upon a lifetime

Maaaaan I loooove me some tasty cake

So imagine this:

You and your friends are going to the club and after getting there early and waiting in line so that you can get in for a discounted price (because you not trying to go broke paying 40 dollars to dance after midnight), the pregnant necked bouncer comes out of his face and tells you that your outfit is not in compliance with the club's dress policy. At first you try to reason with the buffoon. Then you become aggravated and start complaining because the dress code on the club flyer lacked specificity. What the phuck is grown and sexy and how in the phuck does it relate to clothes?!?! I mean, aren't we attracted to different things? While that may be the case, the fact of the matter is that losing your cool is NOT helping you to reach your objective (getting in the club) and standing outside of the club arguing over semantics with a niggah that inhales creatine all day is not a good look (especially if u plan on dancing with the chickities waiting in line).
You decide to change your shirt and return to the club. After getting raped on parking prices and getting back in line past midnight, you say to yourself "this club better be MORE than jumping. I mean chicks jumping on you before you get to the dance floor and grinding the stitching out of your jeans (good thing your wearing those fresh polo draws)" type jumping. The line is moving at a snail's pace and the distance between you and the door is getting on your last nerve and on top of that, there's a niggah in a wheelchair behind with you at the end of the line. Where the phuck he think HE goin? So let's say that you decide to have some fun while waiting in line and start small talking with the handicapped man.

You: I heard the lap dances are serious up in this joint!
Wheels: yeah well maybe you'll see next week
You: huh?
Wheels: (points a loaded gun at you) run yo shit bitch!
You look around at the other ppl in line for help but everyone's mysteriously finding something to stare at in the distance that requires ALL of their attention...shit!

The police officers who respond to your call:
*laughter* so wait lemme get this straight...A phuckin Crippled niggah robbed you?
You:Yes its Not funny!
Police: so what he did a karate move with his crutches? oh I get it, he was on some desperado shit and had the gun built in his crutch? *bursts out into laughter*
You: uggh! I'm dead serious I was robbed! I thought you were supposed to help!
Police: okay okay okay your right *he tries to catch his breath and wipe his tears away* its not funny.
So we'll go to the station pull up our retard database and let you point out the guy sounds fair? *bursts out into more laughter*

Don't think that could really happen? Well it did. To someone I know in Newark, NJ
Smh