I Don’t Want To Watch ‘When They See Us’

So, I want to take this time to be honest, son. On the real, I haven’t watched Ava DuVernay‘s When They See Us yet. Frankly, my spirit can’t take it, man. Like, the Central Park Five case makes me mad, fam. I mean, REALLY mad, bruh. Shit, my wife damn near had to force me to watch Ken Burns‘ documentary, y’all. The fact is, so many things that minorities fear about the justice system are wrapped up in this case, people. All in all, New York City stole the youth of five innocent men.

Now, before I continue, let me say that I’m not going to explain the entire case here. Hell, that’s what DuVernay’s Netflix series is for, son. However, I just want to touch on some of the shenanigans that caused these young men to lose themselves. First, there are the “confessions.” Real talk, the police department put the fear of God in a group of teenagers, man. The truth is, the cops scared a bunch of Black kids into admitting to a crime they flatly didn’t commit.

From there, the prosecutor, Linda Fairstein, did her best to railroad these young men. Despite the fact their “confessions” didn’t add up, she fucked them. Despite the fact they had alibis, she fucked them. Despite the fact their DNA didn’t match the culprit, the District Attorney‘s office STILL burned them at the stake. To make matters worse, even after Matias Reyes, the real rapist, admitted to the crime, authorities CONTINUE to claim the Central Park Five were responsible. Look, Reyes’ DNA proved he was the offender, yet Fairstein and company REFUSE to acknowledge the truth. Side note, don’t get me started on Donald Trump and all of his racist “bring back the death penalty” bullshit. All I know is, this case makes my soul hurt, fam.

In the end, I do believe everyone should watch this series, bruh. Ultimately, I’ll most likely end up watching it too. By and by, I just need to mentally prepare myself, son. At the end of the day, these are the perils that people of color have to deal with in this country, man. *Sigh* It’s just incredibly draining to constantly go through the nonsense, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. New Yorkers have plenty of reasons to shit on Bill de Blasio, but at least he gave the Central Park Five their money, bruh. Keeping it a buck, Michael Bloomberg is permanently on my shit list for fighting that settlement, son. Good day.

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EVERYONE Underestimated Andy Ruiz Jr.

So, let’s cut the bullshit, son. On the real, EVERYONE underestimated Andy Ruiz Jr. Like, only the most knowledgeable of boxing insiders gave him a chance to beat Anthony Joshua, man. Shit, I consider myself a connoisseur and my guy Thomas had to be the one to school me on Ruiz’ fast hands, fam. In any case, Ruiz just shocked the world and sent the Heavyweight division into a fucking tailspin.

Ok, for those who missed it, shit got real on Saturday night. Now, Joshua, the boxing pride of England, was set to make his American debut at Madison Square Garden. Originally, his opponent was supposed to be Jarrell Miller. However, as I detailed in a previous post, Miller righteously fucked up the bag, bruh. Anyway, on basically one month’s notice, Ruiz signed on to fight Joshua. All in all, most casual fans thought Ruiz looked like Gabriel Iglesias and didn’t give him a chance, son.

Moving on, the fight turned out toooooootally different than damn near everyone imagined, man. Shit, after being knocked down in the third round, Ruiz began to put them paws on Joshua, fam. I mean, he dropped Joshua twice in the same third round and then twice more in the seventh round. After Joshua began looking confused in his corner, the referee had no choice but to stop the fight, bruh. All I know is, I didn’t expect Joshua to get clanked that many times, son.

Look, to be honest, I always wondered about Joshua’s chin, man. Hell, when he got dropped by an old ass Wladimir Klitschko in 2017, I knew he could be vulnerable, fam. Frankly, that’s why I wanted to see him fight Deontay Wilder. Real talk, I wanted to see if his jaw could withstand Wilder’s right hand. All I can say is, after the slaps he received from Ruiz, he better stay faaaar away from Wilder, bruh. Keeping it a buck, Wilder might put Joshua on permanent hiatus, son.

In the end, I don’t know what to make of the Heavyweight division, man. Ultimately, I’m sure Joshua has a rematch clause with Ruiz. Meaning, he’ll have an opportunity to get his belts back. However, this loss puts a damper on the three-way race between Joshua, Wilder and Tyson Fury. By and by, this is exactly why I hate boxing politics, fam. The way I see it, all of these dudes should’ve fought each other already, bruh. Now, there are more obstacles in the way. *Sigh* Nevertheless, HUGE congrats to Ruiz, son. At the end of the day, there was no luck involved, brethren. The truth is, he plainly whooped Joshua’s ass, people. That is all. LC out.

Cardi B: When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong

So, let me begin this post by saying that I’m a Cardi B fan. I mean, if anyone has read my blog, they’d know that, son. On the real, I’ve always appreciated the fact that she’s herself, regardless of the situation. On top of that, she’s from the Bronx, so that’s just code, man. With all of that being said, she needs to knock off the dumb shit, fam. Listen, we all know that she had a life before Rap. However, she needs to keep some of that shit to herself, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, Cardi is getting flamed for some shit she said on Instagram three years ago. So, based on her own admissions, she used to rob men during her stripper days. Now, to take it a step further, she admitted to luring men in who wanted to have sex with her, drugging them and THEN robbing them. Apparently, she did all of this because of “limited options.” Listen, I didn’t put “limited options” in quotations because I don’t believe she struggled. I phrased it like that because that’s still no fucking excuse, son. Look, I’m not naïve to crime, man. I’ve seen my fair share of fuckery while growing up in the Bronx, fam. But, she’s crazy if she thinks that people co-sign any of this behavior, bruh. Wrong is wrong is wrong, folks.

In addition, she ain’t need to confess to any of this shit, bruh. Like, this is the type of tomfoolery that got Liam Neeson in trouble. Real talk, no one needed to know that Neeson was looking for random Black dudes to kill, son. The same way that no one needed to know that Cardi was out here drugging dudes and doing Lord knows what to them. Now, instead of just tending to business, the public is looking at the both of them crazy, man. Hell, in the #MeToo era, Cardi can’t be out here talking about drugging people, fam. That’s the same shit that got Bill Cosby (rightfully) hemmed up.

In the end, Cardi needs to leave the past in the past. Ultimately, we already know that she’s not a perfect individual, bruh. By and by, she doesn’t need to keep reaffirming this. At this point, she’s just incriminating herself, son. Just watch, a bunch of dudes are about to come out and claim that Cardi did this to them. *Sigh* All of these younger artists just like snitching on themselves on social media, man. I just hope they know that the cops are listening, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. I don’t like the false equivalence between her actions and being a drug dealer. Yes, both are crimes, but at least a crackhead chose to do crack, son. All in all, Cardi’s victims ain’t choose shit, man. They just woke up with their possessions (and pride) gone. Keeping it a buck, I can guarantee that they didn’t sign up for that, fam. Good day.

Why Do We Care About Gucci?

Look, I have a question for all of my minority brethren out there. Seriously, why do we give a fuck about Gucci? Why do we give a fuck about H&M? For that matter, why do we give a fuck about ANY of these corporations? On the real, why do we allow ourselves to be “hurt” by entities that have never cared about us? At this point, NO ONE should be surprised when a conglomerate does something stupid. The way I see it, we need to stop supporting ALL businesses that don’t support us. Period.

So, for those who weren’t paying attention, Gucci got their blackface on. Anyway, the shenanigans began when they advertised a black turtleneck with red lips to cover a person’s mouth. Now, I shouldn’t have to explain to anyone why that’s ridiculous, son. I mean, just look at the embedded picture, man. Like, really? Really, Gucci? Listen, am I supposed to believe that NO employee saw that sweater and said “that ain’t it, chief”? To make matters worse, Gucci was trying to charge folks $900 for this travesty, fam. Keeping it a buck, I don’t even know what to say here, bruh.

Listen, this isn’t the first time that a company has spit in the faces of “melanated” folk. Real talk, weren’t we just mad at H&M for their “Coolest Monkey In The Jungle” hoodie like a year ago? The point is, we put so much stock in corporations that don’t have our best interests at heart. The question is, why? Like, why don’t we just support our own people who work in these same fields? Look, I know Dapper Dan is trying to be the middleman, but I’d rather buy directly from him, son. Dan was the MAN in Harlem before these same vultures conspired to take him down. Now, I won’t knock him for teaming up with Gucci, but he was a certified legend without them, fam.

In the end, my point is simple, bruh. Ultimately, we need to leave these companies alone, son. By and by, we need to pool our resources together and champion people in our communities. At the end of the day, fuck a boycott, man. In my eyes, these entities should’ve never had such control over us in the first place. So, instead of “improving” Gucci, let’s focus on putting our own brethren in positions of influence, fam. Frankly, these high-powered losers don’t deserve our money anyway. That is all. LC out.

God Bless Yung Miami & Cardi B

Disclaimer: Don’t watch City Girls’ “Twerk” video anywhere near a place of employment. You’re welcome.

So, let me keep it a buck, son. Generally, I try to be a responsible and respectable dude. I try to be a guy who’s knowledgeable about relevant and pertinent issues, man. However, for today, I’m just talking about ass, fam. I mean, it was EVERYWHERE in City Girls’ “Twerk” video, bruh! Like, all jokes aside, this might be the greatest music video ever made, people. With that being said, why is anyone still reading this?

Ok, for those who missed it, City Girls, well, Yung Miami, released the “Twerk” video with Cardi B. Now, I don’t exactly know what to say about this visual, son. Shit, there are copious amounts of women shaking all manners of culo, man. In addition, there’s a ton of body paint, stripper poles and entertaining displays of athleticism. On the real, what else could we possibly want from a video called “Twerk,” fam?

In the end, there’s nothing else to say, bruh. Ultimately, everyone needs to go watch the video, son. Also, I hope everybody paid close attention to my disclaimer. Seriously, don’t watch this shit anywhere near a place that supplies paychecks. Furthermore, don’t watch this around children or close to any clergy, man. At the end of the day, they’ll probably just start praying for wayward souls, fam. That is all. LC out.

P.S. Based on this video, Offset lost, bruh. Like, he really lost, son. *Sigh* Good day.

6ix9ine Might Be F*cked

So, before I even begin, let me keep it real, son: I don’t have all of the facts on 6ix9ine‘s situation. Now, I know that I’ve been critical of him in the past. Real talk, I stand by everything I’ve said, man. However, for an artist who’s having this type of run, it would’ve behooved him to stay away from the shenanigans. Then again, the shenanigans became a vital component of his success, fam. All I know is, now that the Feds are involved, Tekashi is in a world of shit, bruh.

Ok, for those who missed it, 6ix9ine got helmed up on Sunday. Apparently, the ATF, NYPD AND Homeland Security teamed up to arrest him, along with four other dudes. Now, according to authorities, all of the individuals are part of the Nine Trey set of the Bloods. This includes Kifano “Shottie” Jordan, who was previously 6ix9ine’s manager. Anyway, from what I’m reading, everyone is being charged with racketeering, firearms and drug charges. To add insult to injury, the mandatory minimum is 32 years in prison and the maximum is a life sentence.

Look, as a dude from the Bronx, I don’t play around with stories about street shit, son. Frankly, I can’t confirm none of the shit being reported. However, I don’t have to rock with 6ix9ine to know that he’s in a TERRIBLE position, man. I mean, most people don’t win when fucking with the Feds, fam. For God‘s sake, this bust has allegedly been in the works for five years, bruh. The point is, for them to make a move now, they must feel SUPER confident in their case, folks. All in all, it might really be over for Tekashi. If nothing else, he’s going to get hit with some SERIOUS probation violation.

In the end, I don’t wish death or the Feds on anybody, son. Ultimately, I don’t have to like 6ix9ine to see that this is wasted momentum, man. By and by, we ALL need to watch the circle we keep, fam. Ain’t nothing worse than taking the fall for the people around you. At the end of the day, cats need to leave that street shit alone, bruh. On the real, it never works out for anyone, people. Ever. That is all. LC out.

Thanks For Supporting My Music

So, since Thanksgiving is this week, instead of tripping on the historical fuckery of the Pilgrims, I’ve decided to talk about what I’m thankful for. With that being said, I want to say “thank you” to every family member and friend who has aided my musical journey. Over the last year, I’ve been back on the right path, and over the last two months, the pace has accelerated. All in all, I don’t take anyone’s support for granted, son.

Ok, as a lot of folks may know, since early 2017, I’ve been putting out new records. Now, from March to December, I’ve released a total of 16 songs as part of my New Music Fridays series. Fast forward to September of this year, I’ve returned to performing onstage. Since September 8th, I’ve had a total of five shows, including one at the legendary SOB’s. Needless to say, I’ve enjoyed every minute of it, man. In any case, none of this would’ve been possible if my people didn’t help me. So, I couldn’t let this time pass without giving them my full gratitude. Frankly, all of these fine folks are helping me live out my dream.

In the end, I don’t know what else to say, fam. Ultimately, this is the happiest I’ve felt in years. By and by, something happens to the spirit when a dream is deferred. At the end of the day, I’m glad I’m out of that rut, bruh. Anyway, I love everyone who’s gotten me to this point and this is only the beginning, son. As of right now, I have some big things on the horizon. First, I’m going to be re-releasing my The Charlemagne Renaissance album on Apple Music, Spotify and Tidal. Side note, folks can vibe out to it on SoundCloud for the time being. In any case, be on the lookout for that. Also, I have more shows in the very near future. The time is now and I want everybody to take this ride with me. Thanks a lot! LC out.

P.S. Shout-out to Scott Morris and all of my brethren at Mor.Bookings for holding the boy down. They’re definitely the plug that I’m not going to run off on. That is all.

P.P.S. Everyone go follow @lcharlemagnenyc on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram. That’s where I make all of my music-related posts. Yessir! Good day.