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We are proposing that Alcatraz Island in the San Francisco bay be returned to The City and County of San francisco for the express purpose of transforming Alcatraz Island into The Global Peace Center. Currently Alcatraz is administered by the Parks Dept. and is under the jurisdiction of the Federal Dept. of the Interior...
We have now gathered the required the required 10,000 plus signatures for our Proposal to appear on the ballot in the Feb. 2008 San Francisco City elections.
Once returned to the city and county of San Francisco, we envision that this billion dollar (the cost of 3 F-22 fighter planes) project will be administered by a a public trust or foundation, which will include representatives from the environmental, Native American, and business communities , etc.
By inspiring the hearts and minds of all globally minded people to the enormous benefits of creating a Global Peace Center on Alcatraz, we are confident that we can generate the necessary investments for this project.
Not only is the concept retarded but the architecture is rubbish. I thought Buckminster Fuller was dead. Right? And since when was the pyramid actually a good idea for a building?Someone ought to sit Soulja Boy down and explain to him that not only is the GZA a way better rapper than him, but that back when the Wu-Tang Clan was worth a shit, they were way more successful than he’ll ever be.
The thing is, Soulja Boy is probably not old enough to know any better. I checked Wikipedia and, come to find out, he wasn’t even born until the 1990s. So he isn’t even an ’80s baby, like the late, great Sickamore (and also, I suppose, myself). This little fucker is actually, like, the first of the ’90’s babies. Yikes!
Here’s hoping they aren’t all such idiots. (I bet the girls are gonna be hot, regardless!)
It would be like my not understanding that Michael Jackson is the King of Pop, never mind the fact that he’s a serial child rapist, because I was only a baby when Thriller was released. The difference, of course, being that I have the ability to read, and to tell from good music.
Soulja Boy, meanwhile? Not so much.
Since I was there anyway, I checked the (entirely unnecessary) page for his new joint “Yahhh!” and I see the part about how him and his boy Arab (who really is an Arab, though apparently he’s not that smart) failed the ninth grade twice before dropping out of high school.
The fact remains though: Soulja Boy failed the ninth grade twice, and was probably left with no other choice but to drop out of high school (or either go to a school for retarded kids) - probably because he can’t read. How else are you gonna fail the ninth grade not once, but twice?
Reading about this interview he did recently with Rhapsody, I see he wasn’t even aware of who the GZA was until recently, when his producer Mr. Collipark sat him down and explained it to him. This, too, would seem to support my theory that Soulja Boy’s real problem (er, at least one of them) is that he’s fucking illiterate.
Think about it: If this guy is Internets-savvy enough to tap out the beat for “Crank That” on a trial version of Fruity Loops, record a video of himself doing his sambo routine to it, and then upload it to YouTube, how come he couldn’t just type ‘GZA’ into Wikipedia and educate himself?
The guy’s obviously functionally illiterate. He’s like those people who work at McDonalds who can’t read the menu themselves, but fortunately there’s little pictures of each of the sandwiches on their keyboard. Or a Mexican who can build a house, but couldn’t speak a lick of ingles to save his life.
If he could read, he would see that his little bullshit album has only gone gold so far, while GZA’s Liquid Swords shipped gold, whatever that means. And it’s since gone platinum. Granted album sales these days are down across the board, but I’m pretty sure a shiteload of money is still a shiteload of money.
Furthermore, the GZA was a member of the Wu-Tang Clan, which fucking dominated back in the mid ’90s, selling millions and millions of records. As big as the Soulja Boy phenomenon is today, it’ll never be as big as the Wu was back then.
So why should the GZA feel jealous of Soulja Boy?
However, you have to wonder how some of these rappers coming up today don’t feel embarrassed by the fact that they fucking suck balls compared to some of these older guys. Never mind all that sales bullshit, Soulja Boy would get eaten alive in a battle by the GZA, who’s got to be into his 40s at this point.
My guess is that he does, and that that’s the real issue. 12 years after the fact, legions of cracka-ass crackas (and also Bol) are still willing to shell out to see the GZA rip joints from Liquid Swords. Soulja Boy, meanwhile, knows good and well no one’s gonna give a shit about him once he’s that age.
He’s like Fatlip in that movie What’s Up, Fatlip? (Except way less talented.) For his sake, he better hope this all doesn’t end with him receiving a blow job from a girl who’s actually a guy. Either way, I’d say he’s a fruit.
Director David Fincher recently spoke to MTV about his wishful plans to mark the 10th anniversary of the hit movie Fight Club by turning it into a musical. The violent 1999 drama starred Brad Pitt and Edward Norton as the organizers of an underground fighting ring, and Fincher wants to celebrate the film’s popularity by recreating it for the stage.
He tells MTV.com, “One of the things I want at the 10-year anniversary is to do “Fight Club” as a musical on Broadway. I love the idea of that.”
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So many haters don't like us rakin' papers
But all we did was bring garage through
From the underground straight to you
Used to wanna screw and bawl
Now they wanna join the crew
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So many haters don't like us rakin' papers
But all we did was bring garage through
From the underground straight to you
Used to wanna screw and bawl
Now they wanna join the crew
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From the underground straight to you
Used to wanna screw and bawl
Now they wanna join the crew...
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