When I sip my Cognac…I like the feeling sort of like this video gives me…I’m always feeling like…yeah!
Lets see, How can I put this…Coming from New Orleans, weighing in at a Ton…naw, you get the point…these cats are just that bad…simply put. Grown man swagga, taking on a brand that would ground a elephant. Who else in the game could represent the tenaciousness of a Brand such as “The Rat Pack” and literally spin it into something more believable then gimmicky? I mean you know like I know, or maybe you don’t but moreso then not, what you think you see in this music industry isn’t always what you see…or should see, most of what you see is just plain ole smoke and mirrors…except for a select few. A few that I have been blessed to see in real time, in real life, behind the certain and it is actually what you see…The Rap Pack, is one of those selected few. And you can bet your bottom dollar you will see then, hear them, hate them, love them, want to be them, but most importantly…You will Know again, the, for the first time…”THE RAP PACK”
Saw this on necolebitchie.com and decided to show a little link love in support of Kanya’s latest blog entry going in on folks who speak negatively about … “oh, just read on”…
WHEN IT’S ALL SAID AND DONE, REMEMBER THE FEARLESS, REMEMBER THE DREAMERS, REMEMBER THOSE WHO REPRESENT THE GHETTO…THE FAIRY TALE OF NOTHING TO SOMETHING. I’M BRIEFLY SADDENED BY NEGATIVE COMMENTS, BUT I HAVE TO REMEMBER THOSE PEOPLE ARE SCARED, INCAPABLE OR JUST PLAIN IDIOTS. WE ARE THE F*CKING ROCK STARS BABY. NO COCAINE, JUST LIFE MY N*GGAS!! NO COCAINE, JUST LIFE! IT’S FUNNY TO ME WHEN FASHION BLOGGERS DOWN OUR OUFITS AND THEN SUPER JOCK OUTLANDISH sh*t ON THE RUNWAY BUT THEN THEY DRESS MAD PRUDE….