“In my own mind, now that my soul’s aligned.
I didn’t know before now my role’s defined.
Take hold and control what’s mine.
COME AND GET ME!
Come and take my life, you comin’ wit me.
Come and try to take me for granted, I take you off this planet.
Dammit man this is a gift from God. This ain’t happenstance”—Jay-Z - People Talkin’
01 Cudi Vs. The World f. Cee-Lo (prod. Emile) 02 REVOFEV (prod. Plain Pat)
Act 2: A Stronger Trip
03 Don’t Play This Song f. Mary J Blige (prod. Emile) 04 We Aite (Wake Your Mind Up) (prod. Emile) 05 Marijuana (prod. Dot Da Genius) 06 Mojo So Dope (prod. Emile)
Act 3: Party On
07 Ashin’ Kusher (prod. Chuck English) 08 Erase Me f. Kanye West (prod. Jim Jonsin) 09 Wild’n Cuz I’m Young (prod. Plain Pat) 10 The Mood (prod. Emile)
Act 4: The Transformation
11. MANIAC f. Cage & St. Vincent (prod. Anthony Killhoffer) 12 Mr. Rager (prod. Emile) 13 These Worries f. Mary J. Blige (prod. Emile) 14 The End f. GLC, Chip Tha Ripper & Nicole Wray (prod. Blended Babies)
Act 5: You Live & You Learn
15 All Along (prod. Emile) 16 GHOST! (prod. Emile) 17 Trapped In My Mind (prod. Dot Da Genius)
“Woke up in the room and my mojo was active
Looks from the hoes that were more than likely passive
Back when let me not reflect on the old shit
I’m on to the new act, on to my new script”—Christian Dior Denim Flow - Kid Cudi (via moskings)
Emancipate yourself from Mental Slavery (don't read this)
I once heard, from a pretty reliable source (tumblr), that you can tell a lot about a piece of writing from the first word in it. I chose to start this little number with ‘I’. That’s probably because I am admittedly a little narcissistic, but not enough for people to not love me, and besides that I’m always trying to look at things from other peoples perspective, almost to a fault. But occasionally I’ll just hear something so offensive and/or idiotic that I won’t even try and defend it. Today I heard several of those. The details aren’t that important, but mostly I just don’t feel like typing them all out. Here’s the quick version: An insensitive remark by a tailor about a customers weight, A Neo-Con downplaying the significance of rape and genocide in the Congo, A classmate asking if Celia Cruz was the one who killed Selena (cool kid though), another classmate trying to take on a feminist professor and student (you’re never gonna win that dude), and another guy in school citing an unnamed book as “proof” that the majority of illegal immigrants sold oranges on the highway and came here just to give birth to their babies for free. There was some other minor stuff but this was a lot for one day, and most importantly it was enough to convince me that I hate interacting with people. I think I’d much rather watch a human from a distance than try and have a conversation with one, and today showed why. Now, astute readers will have noticed that the title of this post is a Bob Marley lyric, who I have yet to mention. But I thought of it because a born and bred Jamaican guy in one of my classes mentioned it as “the only Bob Marley lyric I ever liked”, which was a shocker to me. I mean is it to the point where Bob Marley is so mainstream and overexposed that actual Jamaicans don’t even care for him anymore? The irony was that my German/South African/Cuban Hispanic Studies professor was practically there slobbing on Bob Marley’s knob through youtube. Also, I’d like to just take this space to write about a word that’s been stuck in my head for a little while: defenestration. It’s been stuck in my head for a while and I couldn’t remember what it meant, or to look it up online. Today I finally looked it up and I think I know why it was stuck in my head. Defenestration is “The act of throwing something, or someone, out of a window”. Wow.