exquisite shoes, italian leather, italian eats, food to die for. Street style, Urban Jungles with a Bay or Country get/hide away. jewelry (from gold teeth to diamond rings), avant-garde design, contemporary and historic elements- the juxtaposition of using both. Weaves - from hair to fabric. surreal photography/portraits. Kehinde Wiley.
"As I grab the glock, put it to your headpiece. One in the chamber, the safety is off release- Straight at your dome homes, I wanna see cabbage. "Contessa" the savage, doin your brain cells much damage. Teflon is the material for the imperial, mic ripper, girl stripper, the Henny sipper. I drop lyrics off and on like a lightswitch- Quick to grab the right bitch and make her drive the Q-45, glocks and tecs are expected when I wreck shit. Respect is collected, so check it... I got techniques drippin out my buttcheeks, Sleep on my stomach so I don't fuck up my sheets, huh. My shit is deep, deeper than my grave G- I'm ready to die and nobody can save me Fuck the world, fuck my moms and my girl. My life is played out like a jheri curl, I'm ready to die! (R.I.P. B.I.G.) %link_back%
Lil' Kim-Grace Jones-
"It was sixes around the shoulders
Posters in the holsters (Kim, let's go!)
Slow down babe 'Ro, you wit' the rap Rambo
Tony Motana, here's a hammer, a camera
And a Life After Death bandana
Here take it, incase I don't make it
Cause if my life don't end, I'm damn sure gonna fake it
The way I see it, mmm sexual
In a gun fight two on three, you on me
Dog, I've got shit to make the world shake
One mistake, blah, start an earthquake
Fuck them niggas, them niggas dust to me
And if I knock Syrus off, that's a plus for me
And the funny thing about it, I'm a bitch
Got niggas runnin' from me, like the Olympics
And I told my man Gutta how I'm gon' get 'em
And every shell I spit is guaranteed to hit 'em (blah!)"
Grace Jones-
"Don't you know
You've probably got a revolution
Don't you know
You've bought yourself a revolution"
Lil' Kim-
"I heard Puff callin' like the holy tabernacle
I'll be down in a minute, I'm drinkin' a Snapple"
Puff-
"A Snapple? Bitch I've got bombs and shit
Grenades and razor blades, and alarms and shit
You better come on, girl throw a hat on that weave
I'm tryin' to catch this nigga Syrus before him and his niggas leave
They're at this restaurant where they serve African food
Where you're allowed to smoke weed
And the waiters is tight with the crew
See I used to dig this bitch from Botswana
Half-African but she looked like Madonna
And yo check, she had a tiger for a pet
I'll never forget, the restaraunt where we met
And the girl from Lisett, that bitch is a freak
I used to fuck her in the ass while my girl was asleep
And she the one that told me where these cats is at
Can't wait to get the gat and hunt back, come on!"
Lil' Kim (Puff)-
"Uh, uh, uh
We came to a red light
Gave right-of-way to pedestrians
Two black and white lesbians
The nigga Puff ready to hollar at these bitches
I'm like, "Yo dog, them bitches down with them niggas"
And never would a drug make a bitch slack up
I've got Hitmen spreaded through the restaurant for back up
And we communicate through headsets and walkie-talkie's
Them niggas is just bitches like my Yorkie"