Jab Culture

GOING TO BE POSTING A LOT MORE OFTEN.

2013-03-07T20:45:00.002-05:00

STAY TUNED.

GAZA UNDER ATTACK

2012-11-17T20:18:00.000-05:00

There is no moral equivalency when the 4th strongest military power in the world launches attacks on refugees it has locked in a ghetto.
— Michael J Rosenberg (@MJayRosenberg) November 18, 2012

Everyone should know what is going on in the middle east. You can find extra coverage on CAPOJAWN for a breakdown on the violence in the middle east. The hatred is etched so deeply into all the Arab, Jewish, Persian cultures that nothing short of total destruction of all human life will purge the world of this insanity.

PARTY LIKE IT'S 1861

2012-11-13T22:00:00.002-05:00

I feel embarrassed for even entertaining these stories about people signing signatures to secede from the Union. Comical on a basic level, treason on a more serious level. If you really think this country is doomed and Obama is a tyrant, than we need to overthrow the government (essence of Occupy movement, which right wingers condemned). All the states with the most signatures have republican gove

rnors and receive the most federal aid, go figure. You will lose medicare, medicaid, all military bases, you'll need to start your own army, navy, coast gaurd, border control, a tax collecting authority, something to back your money, etc. Your dystopia will be third world and broke by tomorrow. Basically what I'm saying is, we don't need you, be my guest and leave. Mexican drug cartels will invade your borders and massacre your inbred white children. Cousin fuckers these days...

IS IT 1861 AGAIN? USA TODAY

"AS IF..."

YOUR UNAMERICAN IDOLS,

JAB CULTURE

WWW DOT FUCK MY LIFE DOT CALM

2012-11-12T15:17:00.002-05:00

I AM A BROKEN GLASS HELD TOGETHER BY THE ICE INSIDE IT. I AM A FLOCK OF FLOCK OF DEAD BIRDS HELD UP BY GALE FORCE WINDS. I AM IVY THAT DOESN'T KNOW THE WALL IT'S CLIMBING IS CRUMBLING. I AM THE LAST WINTER BEFORE AN ICE AGE. I AM THE EMPTY PAGES BEFORE THE BIBLE BEGINS.

I AM THE BLANK CHECK CONNECTED TO AN EMPTY BANK ACCOUNT: WILLING AND FULL OF POTENTIAL.

I AM THE EMPTY BOTTLE THAT YOU MAY FILL WITH MILK OR GASOLINE. I AM THE BREATH YOU TAKE BETWEEN SCREAMS. I AM THE LAST EMBER OF A DYING FIRE, EXTINGUISH IT OR BUILT SOMETHING NEW. I AM THE SIMMER IN A POT OF WATER.

I AM THE EMPTY ARK THAT HOLDS NO ANIMALS AND NO SEEDS. I AM THE BLOOD READY TO CLOT. I AM THE LAST SNOW OF YOUR LAST WINTER. I AM YOUR FIRST TASTE OF SUGAR. I AM YOUR FIRST SIGHT OF FIREWORKS AND YOUR FIRST SUNRISE. I AM THE SICKENING CRUNCH WHEN YOU BACK INTO ANOTHER CAR. I AM YOUR FIRST SUNBURN. I AM YOUR FIRST BEE STING AND YOUR FIRST TASTE OF HONEY. I AM A FUNERAL PYRE OF DRIED FLOWERS. I AM THE TREE, THE AXE, THE ROOT, AND THE ROT.

I AM THE SALT WATER THAT CORRODES AND THE FRESH WATER THAT QUENCHES. I AM THE GRENADE AND THE HAND AND THE ARM AND THE TOSS. I AM, AND ALWAYS HAVE BEEN, THE KNIFE, THE WOUND, THE BANDAGE, AND THE SCAR. I AM THE DIVING EAGLE AND THE DYING FISH. I AM THE MOSQUITO AND I AM THE BLOOD AND I AM THE HAND THAT SWATS AND THE ARM THAT BLEEDS.

I AM TYPOSH BUT WITHOUT ***** I AM NOTHING BUT A MILLION LITTLE PIECES.

NONSENSE AS SALVATION

2012-11-11T12:54:00.000-05:00

If you can master nonsense as well as you have already learned to master sense, then each will expose the other for what it is: absurdity. From that moment of illumination, a man begins to be free regardless of his surroundings. He becomes free to play order games and change them at will. He becomes free to play disorder games just for the hell of it. He becomes free to play neither or both. And as the master of his own games, he plays without fear, and therefore without frustration, and therefore with good will in his soul and love in his being.

PRINCIPIA DISCORDIA
- Jab Culture

4 MORE YEARS

2012-11-08T16:16:00.004-05:00

Give someone a hug and smile at a stranger, even in the rain, we can cherish life. 212 & 908: the world is yours, the world is yours.

Here's a little soundtrack to your weekend

LLIENO- MIDNIGHT IN TROPEA

2012-11-06T20:36:00.001-05:00

JUST RELEASED VERY RARE TRACK BY LLIENO AVAIBLE ON BEATPORT. YOUNG GOD ON THE COME UP!

Llieno-Midnight in Tropea

BIG GHOSTFACE NAH MEAN: MEEK MILL ALBUM REVIEW #REPOSTT

2012-11-04T21:12:00.001-05:00

BIG GHOST NAH MEAN DUDE IS A BLOGGING LEGEND.

Big Ghost Presents... the Meek Mill - Dreams & Nightmares Review

Ayo whattup you now in the presence of the super supreme majestic divine grand imperial Cocaine Biceps aka Phantom Raviolis aka Galaxy Knuckles or the mighty Hands of Zeus...otherwise known as the magnificent Shampoo Bracelets or the world famous Spartacus Deluxe. Word...you in the presence of a gladiator in a iron dashiki wit two falcons on his shoulders nahmean. I might gon fuck around n eat a endangered species for breakfast namsayin. While yall poppin waffles in the toasters or havin yall Honey Smacks n shit. Straight like that. So yall stay out my way b. I might gon cartwheel slap a nigga if he get in my way son. Yall dont kno nothin bout that shit. But yo...I aint gon waste too much of yalls time on introductions n such... Imma jus get right to it. As most yall already kno...ey'body favorite semi-offbeat rappin muthafucka aka Phillys own Meek Mill jus dropped his first album. Its been a whole lotta anticipation for this shit too ya heard. Ya boy Robert Willliams been on his grind since back when he was still rockin em thick ass shredded wheat rows on his head n spittin Beanie-esque bars as a youngbuck like in this video right here...

Its all love tho. He was spittin some aight shit even back then. Then a few years passed by n sons little Flamers series had gave him a actual buzz n whatever. But ey since he dropped that first Dreamchasers joint the shit has been ON like Farrakhan yo. Son BEEN had the mixtape game in a choke hold...but once he started rollin wit ey'body favorite former correctional officer aka Ricky Rozay...he started doin more than jus bangin out free music for the streets. But yall kno how it go...those Self Made compilation joints n features n all the mixtape love dont mean shit if he cant shine on his own solo album the same way. Son still jus gettin started tho. He still gotta lotta blocks left in his Jenga tower...so I dont see nothin bout to come crashin down on homie. Even wit Rawse out here tryin to live up to his fantasies n Hebrew aspirations while tryin not to catch too many micro Ls or get hisself bodied by them Gangster Disciples or whoever else tryin to come at his head next...Meek out here flourishin. Either way he got hisself set up for victory....so allow the god to break the shit down for yall...

1. Dreams & Nightmares - This a pretty cold intro. Basically its jus some inspirational type shit for the first couple minutes...son on his "mama I made it" shit (guess thats the dreams shit). He actually soundin like possessed by the ghost of Wale tho... Maybe Mr. Akintimehin actually laced son wit some ghost bars forreal tho...you never kno. But then suddenly the storm clouds come rollin in n it gets on some dark shit (like nightmares)...n Meek starts whylin out. Yall might be like damn...this nigga shriekin n whatever...but he be puttin his heart into em screechy ass bars... so I aint really mad at it.

2. In God We Trust - This shit turnt up. But he on his IMMA YELL ALL THIS SHIT TO MAKE ALL THESE FANTASY BARS SOUND MORE BELIEVABLE TO YALL shit. Its all good tho...

3. Young & Gettin It ft Kirko Bangz - I blame that Sid the Sloth lookin muthafucka Drake for all this corny ass "Im young n Im STILL gettin it" shit that little niggas keep talmbout. The Olsen twins was young n gettin it too...shit aint impressive bruh. Kirko jus be gettin on my nerves also...son is devoid of talent...sooooo Ion really gotta whole lotta good things to say bout this shit b. The beat is aight...I guess. But this joint pretty much jus some dime a dozen shit for some dime a dozen hoes wit no self esteem to do they hoes wit no self esteem thing to. All this shit gon lead to is more 12 yr old broads doin twerk videos on youtube nahmean. Whatever tho...

4. Traumatized - So now son is openin up wit his feelings n shit....mostly towards his homies that went back to the essence. He also takes a minute to send out lyrical death threats to the nigga who killed his pops. I actually fucks wit this joint cuz he speakin on real shit. You believe sons pain...not on some over the top dramatic shit even. Like.. this aint Game gettin drunk off his emotions n drippin suicidal tears all over his love letter to Dre after he was abandoned while makin his second album for example namsayin. Boi-1da actually got busy on the beat too. Thing is... sequencing on albums is kinda important son. So when you go from some stripper pole-friendly shit to your little introspective joint thats a hell of a segue my nigga.

5. Believe It ft Rick Ross - This beat is like some King Kong diddy boppin thru the jungle snatchin pterodactyls out the sky n bitin they heads off n beatin on his chest type shit. Rawse still on his turnin the names of popular white broads into slang for some work tho..."Sellin Miley Cyrus in my brand new Monte Carlo...I got that Justin Bieber please believe it". I fucks wit it tho...this shit go hard.

6. Maybach Curtains ft Rick Ross, Nas & John Legend - Not even gon lie bruh...I really don't wanna hear no more Maybach joints. This shit jus soundin like deja vu now. No surprises here AT ALL my dude... John Legend all on the hook gettin his John Legend on....Rawse tryin to reinvent the "Im rich" wheel for the one thousandth millionth time n shit... And yo...Nas my dude....but he soundin like he wrote his rhymes to a faster beat or some shit. After catchin fire on some features last year n droppin one of the best joints of 2012 this was kinda like a step back namsayin. Shit jus dont really click. But a lotta muthafuckas be waitin on these geriatric joints so I aint gon knock it....jus aint no shit I fucks wit personally nahmean.

7. Amen ft Drake - Kinda hard to hate on this shit. Like you jus gotta be honest sometimes yo. I dont jus go into autohate cuz some lame featurin on the joint. Not even that corny ass cake nigga Aubrey can fuck this shit up namsayin. I aint hatin on son... Let that fake country accent havin rape tint rockin leotard wearin sugary sweet ballad croonin haiku whisperin stripper rescuin callin up his exes to cockblock on niggas nightly ass white wine spritzer n moscato sippin pillow sewin scarf knittin cozy sweater crocheting kitten pettin daisy necklace makin lavender sniffin chiahead lookin newborn rodent complexion havin angel hair pasta eatin Aaliyah obsessin bird tattoo gettin teen soap opera starrin spotlight obsessin quote stealin gang sign throwin tough guy in interviews while surrounded by 8ft tall bodyguards ey'where he go havin sideways talkin champagne bottle tossin abbreviation addicted collapsin on stage while performin ass grew up in one of the richest neighborhoods in Canada but actin like he got hood stripes in Memphis private academy attendin goon hirin facial expression challenged phony Jewish mobster muthafuckin pampered diva live b.

8. Young Kings - Ayo is it cool if I get my "hater" on for a minute b? Like I aint tryin to throw no shade at niggas...but Imma need to get some shit off my chest son. Imma jus speak on some shit that be gettin on my nerves from time to time... Seems like niggas who rap stay competin to see who the youngest doin it. Shit is wild corny b. I give a inflatable fuck how old or young you is son...theres niggas out there who still be havin the little toddler sized apple heads n effeminate physiques n shit who can body a beat n rock shows n whatever...n theres niggas who been rappin since Jimmy Spicer who still cant do neither one b. Age aint shit yo. Ionno how many y'all gon be like "Nahh...I aint tryna cop that Jay Electronica when it drop finally cuz that nigga damn near 40 yo!" ...cuz if thats the case yall some morons duke. Bottom line is talent aint got no age yo. But it jus happens that shit WAS more pure back in the day. Look at it like this...when niggas had VHS tapes way back when... it was like you could dub that shit n make you a copy for ya boy or whoever...n the quality would be kinda aight. But if you took the dub n tried to make a copy from that shit...the picture quality would get kinda wack n the joint would sound like it was playin from in another room n shit nahmean. If you made a copy of a copy of a copy of a copy...youd probably jus throw that shit in the trash after peepin it. Basically what Im sayin is we mostly gettin dubs from dubs instead of that quality shit these days...feel me? Now I aint tryin to sound like em old heads talmbout niggas was mad nice back in the day ONLY. But its mad little niggas out there sittin on top of the game that cant rap PERIOD b. Some niggas aint even wack...they jus overrated as fuck. Like J "False Alarm" Cole? Little niggas hailed him as the savior of rap n that dude was jussa dubtape of a dubtape yo. I aint even tryin to give a fuck bout these 90s babies coastin to the top off bein some pretty little niggas n caterin to these 14 yr old future strippers n shit. That aint whats poppin. That aint what Willis was talmbout. Word...Imma tell you right now....aint a lotta muthafuckas since Nas n Snoop that jus came into the game bein some young 20 yr olds who dropped CLASSICS right out the gate. Yall little niggas should bow at the feet of that fool Kendrick for provin that yall generation is even capable of makin a classic joint in the first place yo. Cuz it aint like yall been bangin out some timeless shit too often. No hate...but basically the game mostly run by some 70s babies b. Thats jus facts. So yall corny little muthafuckas talmbout "young niggas runnin the game" gargle some fuckouttaheresterine. It aint ALL Gangster Gibbs n Black Hippy or Big KRIT out here b... Yall also gave us The Florist of Failure aka Yung Berg...or that human minstel show Soulja Boy namsayin. Yall gave us Dignity's abortion aka Wiz Khagina... Cant forget that gardener of dicks Drake...n the "Insuffcient Funds" of success itself J Cole. Take credit for that shit too yo. 90s niggas gave you Pac. Yall returned the favor by givin niggas that anal conception Tyga? Yall put THAT hairless alien marsupial on a pedestal n let him elevate to the level he at now? Thats what's good wit yall? Matter fact 90s niggas had spares...we lost Pac n came back wit DMX. Wasnt even like X filled Pacs shoes....I mean...it was kinda like goin From Pirellis to some Michelins but he was still a damn good spare tire b. Who yall gave us in return? Chief Keef? 90s niggas gave yall Outkast n Mobb Deep...niggas was teenagers droppin CLASSIC albums. M.O.P...Gang Starr...A Tribe Called Quest.... How yall repay ya elders? OFWGKTA? Fuckouttahere... We aint even gon get into all the KINGS that came outta the 80s yo. That was the age of titans b. Dont get me wrong...its mad new rappers out there that Im feelin...but where yall future legends at b? Yall cant take credit for Kanye...sons a 70s baby too. Look at G.O.O.D. Music alone... Pusha? Nope. Common? Nope. Mos Def? Nope. Not even 2 Chainz...yall cant even claim THAT muthafucka. Cudder cool...but he aint no damn EMCEE. But yeah...he cool...son got some talent....but wit that yall also gotta claim that condiment nigga Big Sean n Cyhi aka the most aiiiight muthafucka alive. Ion even got nothin against Cyhi...but son is like a Zune among iPods b. Lemme ask you this...whats yall favorite Cyhi joint? .................................(aight ya ten minutes is up)... Thats what Im sayin... Sorry bruh. Anyways yo...I aint gon front like we aint had wack niggas in the 90s...but we aint let em shine like THAT. Jay tried to pass the torch to Memphis Bleek how many times b? Aint like we jus accepted that shit. But yalls lettin some corny niggas slip thru the cracks namsayin. Im sayin tho...theres more new niggas in hip hop than theres old heads n yet its the old heads that still runnin this shit? Biggie died at 24...son had 2 albums. Both classics. You new niggas aint that young...n yall aint kings. Stop bullshittin. That bein said tho...this joint aight b. I fucks wit it.

9. Lay Up ft Wale, Rick Ross & Trey Songz - Some shit for the females... I aint mad at it. This shit is actually straight if you jus need a bait joint namsayin. Shit is perfect for plantin some seeds of seduction yo. By that I mean if you play this shit at the right time in the right place you can definitely set a mood n shit. I mean...it aint no express lane to the panties tho. Like you aint gon come up on some autobox off this shit but its definitely the type of joint that might gon get a broad to lower her guard on some "yo you wanna go get a cup of coffee as friends?" type shit. Word. Then you pounce....you hit her wit some Al Green n melt the panties right off that broad namsayin. From there you jus gotta harvest yo. Word is bond.

10. Tony Story (Pt 2) - So this a sequel to the best named story joint of all time... I dont think I even understood the whole point of the first Tony Story to be honest wit yall. To be even more honestER I dont get the point of this shit neither. All I remember is that Tony died in the first part. I dont wanna give away the end to this shit...but sons brother dies.

11. Who You're Around ft Mary J Blige - Cmon fam...why we still gettin Mary J to sing hooks? Was Marsha Ambrosius unavailable or some shit? No disrespect to Mary but she kinda been runnin on fumes for a minute son. She went 1 for 3 on guest vocals this year as far as summa the biggest releases go (Sorry Joey Crack...not tryna include that Another Round remix)....n Im pretty sure its only a handful of muthafuckas that gave her that win like I did on the Nas joint...so some might even say she went 0 for 3 in 2012. All good tho I guess. This that Fuck these backstabbers/watch who you stay wit/keep ya enemies close/yall some snakes in the grass but I still love yall joint that you probably done heard before.... It aint ALL THE WAY wack or nothin...jus not some shit where Imma be like YO PUT IT ON TRACK 11 neither.

12. Polo & Shell Tops - Not really feelin this shit either yo. Basically if wack ass "Foamposites" rhymed wit more words this shit probably coulda been called Polo & Foamposites... Like the fact that shell tops is even mentioned on this joint is more to do wit the fact that that shit rhymes wit "sell rocks" n "cell block" namsayin. I aint mad at this shit...but there been better ____& ____ joints than this before. Like it aint like its on the Gin & Juice level of necessaryness. Im sayin if this shit wasnt on the album tomorrow I dont think anybody would be like aw damn why they take Polo & Shell Tops off this shit??

13. Rich & Famous ft Louie V- And here we go again wit this shit... So so far we got Dreams & Nightmares n we got Polo & Shell Tops n if you wanna include Young & Gettin It then theres also that shit. But now this shit. Anyway this joint aight...hook is kinda wack tho. How this Louie V nigga n Kirko still usin autotune anyways? Step yall shit up yo. Its bout to be 2013 n niggas still tryin to milk that dead cow. Face it yo...yall might gon have to actually learn to sing eventually if yall wanna have careers two years from now.

14. Real Niggas Come First - I fucks wit this shit. Its basically a "Rick Ross Lite" joint... but shit still kinda bangs.

So there yall go...as you can see son aint really doin too much on here. If this shit was a mixtape it wouldnt even be his best one. I mean the shit aint wack...its jus nothin special. Most of it is jus some paint by numbers shit. It got some heaters on it tho. But the shit that IS wack kinda drags it all down nahmean. But yall never kno...son might still got some shit on deck for album #2. Or his next mixtape.

3 Zeus Slaps Outta 5

PROPS TO THE YOUNG GOD BIG GHOSTFACE

STAY TRUE,
JAB CULTURE

LANA DEL REY FOR VERSACE; RUGBY RALPH LAUREN CLOSING

2012-11-04T15:52:00.001-05:00

After being the face of H&M, Mulberry and Jaguar, Lana Del Rey is now rumored to be the new face of Versace. Lana Del Rey aka baddest bitch alive aka dopest white girl to grace God's green earth with the big, bombshell hair and overtly sexy vibe, has the Versace look down. This is all speculation; Versace and LDR's PR team have yet to comment on the contract.

Gianni Versace was the shit. Lot's of awesome 80's and 90's ads.

GODDESS

As for legitimate news, buried under their quarterly report Ralph Lauren announced the Rugby line is being shut down to "focus resources on higher growth". I do not happen to be particularly sad about this but the clothing was quality and a cheaper alternative to Polo Ralph Lauren. Club Monaco is for sure my favorite Ralph Lauren subsidiary.

Sad day in Prepdom: Ralph Lauren will shutter its Rugby brand, including 14 stores and its e-commerce site by next year.
— David Lipke (@davidlipke) November 2, 2012

Be that as it may, there’s still time to shop the line’s fall collection on their website, which is now boasting a 40% off sale featuring everything from varsity jackets, shawl sweaters and more.

Stay Wavy,
Jab Culture

SUNDAY FUNDAY: LAUGHS BY JAB CULTURE

2012-11-04T15:19:00.001-05:00

smells like teen pussy
— Liquorface (@Liquorface) November 4, 2012

ohhhh nooooooo that dick is crusty as hell aghhhhhh
— tom (@kilobees) November 3, 2012

If I ever find a unicorn I will fuck it then kill it then eat it
— Andreas Aresti (@AndreasAresti) November 4, 2012

Next time I see a grandma in New York I'm making out with her
— Andreas Aresti (@AndreasAresti) November 4, 2012

FUCK YOU UPS.

Happy fucking Sunday you stupid motherfuckers.

Yours For Real,

JAB CULTURE

Public Transportation, Noise, and Love Letters

2012-11-03T20:23:00.000-04:00

I noticed something on the light rail today. Actually, I notice something on the RTD and MTA every day. One of the main facts of life that becomes truer than true is one thing humans are good at is placing our market value. There's no real abundance of spectacularly beautiful women in Denver, but today I totally saw one and cured my hangover. Now I woke up this morning at the club hockey house walked down the street was too drunk to walk any farther so I literally just sat on a bench closed my eyes and felt the sun on my face. A few moments pass and next thing you know I am on a bus to nowhere.

I digress, directly across from me sat a spectacularly beautiful young woman, the kind who makes a concerted effort to look flawless. Everyone began to look our way, probably wondering who she was, where she was going, and what types of plans she had tonight. The type of girl you think long and hard before approaching because you know your game is going to have to be tight. Not that this bitch scared me, but I think my North Jerz rudeboy bravado can be a turn off at times. Dicks. Boobs. Lines of coke. Orgies. Sex, drugs, hip hop & Loco Dice; that's me, and I'm a bad son of a bitch. There are so many self-destructive qualities about me and the main one is my mouth. Wild, unrestricted, unapologetic and dangerous. It drives people away from me.

What really changed my morning, however, is likely when my phone died. I feel around my different pockets and pull out this letter a girl sent me about 2 weeks ago. It was a great letter and I was touched deeply by it. The notion that someone thought of me enough to sit down, hand write this letter, and send it 2000 miles away to somewhat of a stranger was truly special to me.

I can't draw, I can't sing, and my photography skills are straight up mediocre. All my emotions go down on paper but there is a threshold of emotion that you can put behind words, the rest of these feelings I wish to identify with I turn to music for. Sometimes art, sometimes photography. But only finished products, art is not just anything you put your grimy ass hands on. Some people are too stupid to recognize craftsmanship but I am not one of them.

My nerve damage prevents me from writing for long periods of time and it causes me a considerable amount of pain all the way up my arm but there is someone with me right now I am going to miss tremendously and I must sit down and write this letter. Life is too short for someone whom you have love for not to know how you feel about them. Handwritten love letters are a lost art.

They used to have desks for this very purpose; beautiful desks for the sole purpose of writing letters. Can't say I own one, but when I have my own home, this is a piece I will have. If you get a hand written letter from me, you mean a lot to me. This is how I would like to transition into communication with those who have that special place in my heart. Coming of age during an era full of misinformation, there are people that deserve to know how you feel about them, and you should leave no doubt. The Storm is one of my all time favorite works of art, and when I begin to draft this letter to this certain someone, this is where I'll draw my inspiration. This picture is getting hung somewhere, basically an advertisement telling everyone I'm a die hard romanticist. Who it scares away, I'll never know.

"it's us against them,

& it's just you and me"

Eventually I make my way to a cafe downtown and have some breakfast alone. At this point, I'm pretty happy to be alive: this is a damn good breakfast burrito. And I'm by myself, which is sort of social suicide in New Jersey, but that's because people are vain. All this time alone I spend thinking about that one special girl, and the countless other reasons I deserve to smile today. Denver is a city full of potential friends, not strangers. Lots of good times and a few truly remarkable people I meet everyday here.

But this didn't happen by accident, and I didn't get here by not taking chances and fucking up a lot. Go out and connect with people, I can't stress this most of us are too selective about whom we engage with to a fault.

For all the guys on the bus this morning to be so vehemently curious as to who this beautiful woman was, and for none to have the balls to get up and speak with her was mildly disappointing for me. But ladies do your part: take your earphones out and put the big designer shades away. Make yourself available for more advances, because you never know. What I've learned over time however is that being pretty comes with consequences. It must suck getting hit on all the time when you're out trying to have fun, and I admire a girl who everyone wants to me nice to, and she just handles it perfectly with such grace.

But to conclude, I love women. You guys are art. The way you're all structured & the shit you go through amazes me. You disappoint me often via social networking aka NO ONE GIVES A SHIT ABOUT YOUR BEDAZZLED NAILS BITCH. But you're all gorgeous, your powerful, your spirits light up the whole room. And one thing is for damn sure: we could not live without you.

Yours for real,
Posh

50 SHADES BY DRE

2012-11-03T17:27:00.000-04:00

Letter from Dr. Dre to his than girlfriend Nicole Threatt.

I don't think anyone is eager to hear Dre drop some bars but the man is a god damn producing legend. Funny shit.

Stay Wavy Stay Rare Stay Hungry Stay Foolish,

Jab Culture

JAB CULTURE X NJRFSU

2012-10-10T01:15:00.001-04:00

#VERY #FUCKING #RARE GOOD WORK BLAKE.

ALSO MIGHT AS WELL SHOW BO'NEILL DOING WORK: THIS IS PRE RECORD LABEL SIGNING ERA. #RARE

HI ANDREW.. NEW YORK ANDREW

ALSO, POSH HAS RUSHED FOR ZETA BETA TAU IOTA CHAPTER AT THE UNIVERSITY OF DENVER. #RARE SHIT OBVIOUSLY.

RUSH SHIRT FALL 2012

ASK MY OLD LADY MY FIRST FOUR WORDS WERE FUCK YOU PAY ME.
— JosephCarbonaro (@TrapJudas) October 10, 2012

TROLL ON CLOWN BITCHES.

SEAN PENN CAMPAIGNING FOR HUGO CHAVEZ? WORD NIGGA?

2012-10-06T14:02:00.001-04:00

Hugo Chavez Might Actually Lose His Election On Sunday | The New Republic

JETS FANS READ THIS: IT'S WHY YOU'RE LOSING

2012-10-04T14:24:00.001-04:00

Woody Johnson And The Worst One Percenters: Sports-Team Owners | The New Republic

"WHO TURNED UP THE HEAT" - JOE PA

2012-10-03T19:41:00.001-04:00

OKAY EVERYBODY NOW THAT SCHOOL IS IN FULL SWING I WILL BE SPENDING FREE TIME BRINGING YOU WAVY SHIT HELLA B. JAB CULTURE WE ARE SEEKERS OF LIGHT, AND SEEKERS OF TRUTH. WE MAKING MOVES OUTCHEA AND DON'T MISTAKE THE RESPECT FOR POPULARITY.

COUPLE QUICK NOTES:

I'M NOT ALWAYS GOING TO BE WRITING POSITIVE HAPPY SHIT IF YOU'RE ONE OF THOSE IDIOTS THAT NEEDS TO FEEL GOOD ABOUT THEMSELF
— Senator Posh (@typ0sh) October 3, 2012

GO GET YOURSELF A GOD DAMN FOOT MASSAGE. THIS IS NOT FOR THE WEAK HEARTED
— Senator Posh (@typ0sh) October 3, 2012

& REMEMBER

We are all fated to die but conversely we are fated to L I V E
— Senator Posh (@typ0sh) October 3, 2012

Older Gent...Putnam Street, Bedford-Stuyvesant

2012-10-03T19:37:00.001-04:00

Older Gent...Putnam Street, Bedford-Stuyvesant

LATE NIGHT PLAYLIST: CHILLSTEP & DREAMWAVE

2012-09-19T02:52:00.003-04:00

WELL SINCE I HAPPEN TO BE UP LATE THINKING ABOUT ETHER...

LATE NIGHT PONDERING by JABCULTURE on Grooveshark

Maybe you've indulged in some drug use tonight, you miss someone, in need a study break, or looking for music that just helps you identify a feeling that you're not quite sure of.
If you experience depression it is easy to be hard on yourself. I would like to ask you to be kind to yourself today. it's so easy to get into a cycle of feeling bad about feeling bad. Please be kind to yourself, in whatever way that means to you. Xanax and caffeine helps sometimes.

#1: Honestly, a Xanax, an Ambien, and 4 glasses of wine equals a perfect night for me.
— GS Elevator Gossip (@GSElevator) September 19, 2012

Here are some of my favorites when it comes to feeling good. Enjoy.

flaccid dildo
— DuneBuggy McAwesomes (@Dr_Haber) September 19, 2012

WE INTERNATIONAL BABY

2012-09-18T12:29:00.002-04:00

420 blaze it faggot
— Youngster Coon (@CoonGod) September 18, 2012

BEST COAST: HAPPY AS FUCK

2012-09-17T23:57:00.002-04:00

BEST COAST is lo-fi surf rock duo from Cali with a perfect array of tunes for us to fall into a meditative dreaminess. This shit will make you happy as fuckstick. 'Dreaming My Life Away' is a personal favorite and definitely my 2012 summer jam. Sunny dispositions for another long, cold winter. #BestCoast #WestCoast

IM JUST A CALIFORNIA BOY - Lil B
— Lil B From The Pack (@LILBTHEBASEDGOD) September 18, 2012

The Goal Of... CAPOJAWN

2012-09-17T19:23:00.001-04:00

SUPPORT DEAR FRIEND, BRILLIANT, INSIGHTFUL, POLITICALLY INCLINED HAYDEN KOPSER.

CAPONOMICS CAPOLITICAL CAPO-NO-BULLSHIT

ALSO ON TODAY'S READING LIST:
How Paul Ryan Convinced Washington Of His Genius | The New Republic

HAPPY ROSH HASHANAH

2012-09-17T19:00:00.004-04:00

MAD LOVE FOR JEWISH FOLK. I'M GOING TO GIVE YOU FOUR EASY REASONS TO GO GET YOURSELF A HEBREW CHICK: Emmanuelle Chriqui(IF YOU WATCHED ENTOURAGE YOU WOULD UNDERSTAND PRECISELY WHY YOU WOULD CUFF A CHICK LIKE THIS), MILA KUNIS, SCARLETT JOHANSSON, & BAR RAFAELI.

HERE IS THE SOUNDTRACK FOR YOUR EPIC JEEK SESH AS WELL:

CHEERS

ALL INSECURE WOMEN WATCH THIS

2012-09-17T17:41:00.002-04:00

DEF COMEDY THROWBACK CLASSIC. THEY DON'T DO IT LIKE THIS ANYMORE. THIS BITCH GETS MAD RESPECT. FAT AS FUCK BUT SHE'S CONFIDANT. LOOKING LIKE A HEFTY BAG FILLED WITH VEGETABLE SOUP BUT SHE HOLDS HER MAN DOWN.

WHEN SHIT HITS THE FAN THIS IS THE TYPE OF PERSON YOU NEED IN YOUR CORNER. REALEST SHIT YOU WILL HEAR ALL DAY. SALUTE.

CHEERS,
POSH

AZEALIA BANKS: NO FUCKS GIVEN

2012-08-14T22:35:00.001-04:00

HARLEM WORLD WHERE PEOPLE JUST DON'T GIVE A FUCK.

Azealia Banks literally disses everyone I hope she lasts in the rap game unlike some of YOUR favorite rappers who have ghost writers and ghost tweeters because they are spineless jellyfish with ZERO personality. She's taken the time to take shots at T.I. which has lost her lots of respect within the rap game and now she goes in on 'Harlem bitch' Jim Jones.

Take a listen to Azealia at her NASTIEST with this beat hotter than hell itself:

JAB CULTURE LOVES AZEALIA'S TWITTER FEED AS WELL. SHE SAYS SHOVE THIS UP YOUR ASS FUNK FLEX ..

@funkmasterflex lol u old dusty fat fuck.
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

Lol funk flex is a butch queen.
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

@funkmasterflex just join the #KUNTBRIGADE... You're obviously Kunty Hunty.
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

@funkmasterflex tell that nigga Jim to defend himself ... You stay out of it and have yourself a glass of fat free water.
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

Lol funk flex loves to pick on women... !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He's FISH!
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

@funkmasterflex #FISH
— ♥ YUNG RAPUNXEL ♥ (@AZEALIABANKS) August 15, 2012

SEE THE FRUITS OF OUR LABOR

2012-08-01T15:35:00.002-04:00

God Forgives I Don't, Teflon Don's fifth studio album, was released yesterday after much anticipation due partly to the fact a couple tracks were leaked. As was the case with Nas' four or five songs leaked for his album Life is Good.

Rozay and 3 Stacks kill it on this 8 minute conceptual masterpiece. Perhaps my favorite track on the album.

"Does your mama know you see me, does she know you're freaky?

Does she ever wonder if it's 'bout ya I am speaking?

Do you ever ponder where I'm at when you get sleepy?

How the hell I'm gonna tell the youth don't be me?

Yeaaaah"

Life is Good likewise deserves some love. Crazy to think Illmatic was released nearly 20 years ago, Nas has been in the game for as long as I've been alive. Echoes from Amy Winehouse come through on 'Cherry Wine'. Give it a listen and go for a ride.

"Where is he

The man who was just like me

I heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see

Where is he

The man who was just like me

Heard he was hiding somewhere I can’t see

And I’m alone and I realize that when I get home

I wanna go through my red and my cherry

Yes I’m alone and I realize when I get home

I wanna go through my red and my cherry"

We miss you, Amy. - Typosh