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GAF-Hop |OT8| Let Blackace Down

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Detox

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Don't see the problem, there's a big difference between protesting against injustice and entertainment. Not sure if the hash tag will make a difference but maybe a leader can step up and organise a peaceful protest. Is it possible to take the trial to a higher court?
 

K.Jack

Knowledge is power, guard it well
I don't even want to talk about it.

Actually, I will. Let me share a personal story. I couldn't sleep a single minute last night, so forgive the sloppiness.

When I was in culinary school, in Pittsburgh, our dorms were in the middle of downtown. Shit was eerie because at night after all of the businesses had closed, it was completely abandoned, like we lived in a ghost town.

Anyway. I got a job washing dishes at this Japanese spot, across the bridge at Station Square, and by the time I got off, the rail wasn't running so I had to foot it all the way to the crib. I was used to walking in dark places, and I had a reputation for being a 6'3" legit martial art ass nigga, so I swallowed my fear every night and made that walk. Fuck it. Plus I carried the 6 inch boning knife out of my school knife kit just in case.

This one night I started walking across the bridge, and this little red two-door started following me. I knew it was, because I was walking slow like a cool dude does and he didn't speed past. I was dying to get to a street, and I turned left at the first one I got to, and looked back over my shoulder. The car got to the street and stopped. I could see a 40-something white guy in the driver seat, because of the street light and the fact that his window was down. He When I was a quarter of the was up the street, he made the turn behind me. Now I'm from Akron, and common sense says the only white people who shadow 6'3" black kids are cops or people looking for trouble. I'd made this walk a hundred times and never saw a cop around midnight. I cut a sharp right at the next street, since it was a straight shot to Penn Ave and my dorm. So now I'm walking faster . Again, he paused, then followed me but he was closing with pace. My legs felt heavy, like they wouldn't run if I had wanted to. And I was getting more and more mad, like why the fuck is this dude on me. I wasn't scared. All that was on my mind at that point was what to do when he finally made his move. I just kept telling myself, "He's dead. He's dead. He's dead when he gets out of that car." I got to this courtyard that I always did, by these tall glass buildings, when I heard his engine rev up like he finally wanted to get up to me. As he pulled up on my side, I grasped the blade in my pocket extra tight.

This dude leans his head out of the window and says...."Can I suck your cock for money?"

The fuck?! I lost it. Nah, I LOST IT. The invitation to get paid for a bj went all the way over my head. I just laid into this dude about following me, I had an iron grip on the knife still, and it just came out. I told him he was a dead man and didn't know it. I basically told him he was the dumbest motherfucker breathing. If I'd had Gamma rays in me, his shitty little Jetta or whatever would've been punt kicked across the Allegheny River, I swear. When I stopped, he was terrified, damn the look on his face is one like I've only seen one other time. He garbled a "S-Sorry!' and sped off.

I was just so wound up and ready to kill. Because when you're being followed, you have to decide in your head what's going to happen BEFORE the confrontation begins. Again, who follows me, a relatively large typical hood dressed black kid for over a mile, in the dead of the night?

I shared this story, because when the Trayvon shooting first happened, it immediately took me back to 2001, and the psychology of being chased. I just know exactly what Trayvon felt leading up to the altercation. I knew he knew that when that motherfucker leaves their vehicle, it's time to fight, no questions asked. This case has been so weird for me, because I constantly feel like I could've been in the coffin or the defendant's chair.

Bet my life they wouldn't have come back with a 'Not Guilty' today, not for me.
 
Best recent double album...The Psychic World of Walter Reed.

Yes. Seriously people go fucking listen to this. Shit is so good.

Yeezus is bull testicles sprinkled in whale semen. You have to be willing to believe you are getting something "special and unique" to be able to fool yourself into liking it. Everybody else is going to go eat a steak and call you fucking insane.

Absolutely. People gonna shit on MCHG being as super average as it is. Yet praise that Kanye bullshit. MCHG may be bad, but Id sure as fuck bump that over Yeezus any day of the week.
 

HiResDes

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All Da$h needs is some dope adlibs, he's got such a grimey voice and delivery. That first track really sets the pace off right, if you don't like that you won't like this tape.
 

SoilBreak

Banned
how Melo-X became a fan of ASAP Ferg

shit looks like a glitch animation lmao.

dat street fighter roll
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I don't even want to talk about it.

Actually, I will. Let me share a personal story. I couldn't sleep a single minute last night, so forgive the sloppiness.

When I was in culinary school, in Pittsburgh, our dorms were in the middle of downtown. Shit was eerie because at night after all of the businesses had closed, it was completely abandoned, like we lived in a ghost town.

Anyway. I got a job washing dishes at this Japanese spot, across the bridge at Station Square, and by the time I got off, the rail wasn't running so I had to foot it all the way to the crib. I was used to walking in dark places, and I had a reputation for being a 6'3" legit martial art ass nigga, so I swallowed my fear every night and made that walk. Fuck it. Plus I carried the 6 inch boning knife out of my school knife kit just in case.

This one night I started walking across the bridge, and this little red two-door started following me. I knew it was, because I was walking slow like a cool dude does and he didn't speed past. I was dying to get to a street, and I turned left at the first one I got to, and looked back over my shoulder. The car got to the street and stopped. I could see a 40-something white guy in the driver seat, because of the street light and the fact that his window was down. He When I was a quarter of the was up the street, he made the turn behind me. Now I'm from Akron, and common sense says the only white people who shadow 6'3" black kids are cops or people looking for trouble. I'd made this walk a hundred times and never saw a cop around midnight. I cut a sharp right at the next street, since it was a straight shot to Penn Ave and my dorm. So now I'm walking faster . Again, he paused, then followed me but he was closing with pace. My legs felt heavy, like they wouldn't run if I had wanted to. And I was getting more and more mad, like why the fuck is this dude on me. I wasn't scared. All that was on my mind at that point was what to do when he finally made his move. I just kept telling myself, "He's dead. He's dead. He's dead when he gets out of that car." I got to this courtyard that I always did, by these tall glass buildings, when I heard his engine rev up like he finally wanted to get up to me. As he pulled up on my side, I grasped the blade in my pocket extra tight.

This dude leans his head out of the window and says...."Can I suck your cock for money?"

The fuck?! I lost it. Nah, I LOST IT. The invitation to get paid for a bj went all the way over my head. I just laid into this dude about following me, I had an iron grip on the knife still, and it just came out. I told him he was a dead man and didn't know it. I basically told him he was the dumbest motherfucker breathing. If I'd had Gamma rays in me, his shitty little Jetta or whatever would've been punt kicked across the Allegheny River, I swear. When I stopped, he was terrified, damn the look on his face is one like I've only seen one other time. He garbled a "S-Sorry!' and sped off.

I was just so wound up and ready to kill. Because when you're being followed, you have to decide in your head what's going to happen BEFORE the confrontation begins. Again, who follows me, a relatively large typical hood dressed black kid for over a mile, in the dead of the night?

I shared this story, because when the Trayvon shooting first happened, it immediately took me back to 2001, and the psychology of being chased. I just know exactly what Trayvon felt leading up to the altercation. I knew he knew that when that motherfucker leaves their vehicle, it's time to fight, no questions asked. This case has been so weird for me, because I constantly feel like I could've been in the coffin or the defendant's chair.

Bet my life they wouldn't have come back with a 'Not Guilty' today, not for me.

How much was he offering tho
 

Ephemeris

Member
I don't even want to talk about it.

Actually, I will. Let me share a personal story. I couldn't sleep a single minute last night, so forgive the sloppiness.

It's messed up that you never answered his question.

Just fucking with you bro. I could only imagine. I'm glad things turned out the way they did in your case.

how Melo-X became a fan of ASAP Ferg

shit looks like a glitch animation lmao.

Dat instant recovery.
 

Complex Shadow

Cudi Lame™
I don't even want to talk about it.

Actually, I will. Let me share a personal story. I couldn't sleep a single minute last night, so forgive the sloppiness.
do you know how hard i wouldve laughed, if something like that happened to. like, i would been scared shitless. but i still wouldve just lost it.
 
Hey fam, I was wondering what songs you guys have as your ringtones

Just got an app for my iPhone to make custom ringtones and can't even think of what songs I want to use lol.

On my old phone I had it as Swimming Pools chorus for a while
 

Cudder

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Mine's the default Android ring. I get sick of whatever song I end up putting as my ringtone, or alarm for that matter.
 

overcast

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I don't have a ringtone either. Mostly just have it on vibrate.

After listening to 808's for a few days I'm listening to Loveless (MBV). Can't be healthy.
 
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