Hey Yo, I'm so very sorry for the silly intro. I know ya'll been expecting another Mercer Memo. I just can't help it though. This girl's got me in a Brooklyn-State-of-Mind-flow. I swear if only I could find that peace a' mind that we all lookin' fo, I could stop this silly illy lilly mindflow... And if that seemed like a muthafuckin' waste a time yo: This Time I can't blame ya - these are some wack-ass rhymes, and you didn't come to the Mercer Memo to get to some kinda' ghetto. But that's where I make my home bro. AND: I ain't ashamed a' shit I gotta let ya'll know...
There's so much shit flyin' around amongst some ya'll lil BITCHES: Just felt like I needed to drop this real quick, and let ya know: Lets meet at the next audio show and see who winds up in stitches. According rumor and innuendo, or at last the latest that's made it threw my window: All I do is smoke endo and drink Ol'd E (that's Old English Malt Liquor - for those ya'll a lil' bit older, or a just a lil' bit thicker) and I just gotta say (before I get on w/ an actual Memo):
You punk-ass muthafuckers spreadin' these silly little rumors? I'd say I'm tired of your weak lil' game and fairy-tale suckers - but you ain't nothin' but a stack a losers: Sittin' yo wide-asses, cholesterol'd out your muthafuckin' minds on your mammas couches passin' gasses as you ponder the next listening sessions. Just shut the fuck up and go for a walk, eventually you'll find somethin' nice to talk about when it comes to my moves - cuz I certainly ain't thinkin' bout you tired-ass foolz.
SPECIAL SHOUT-OUT: to my boy Chris Sommovigo. He's always there, despite the thousands of miles of ocean that divides us. He dug this: So he gave me that lil' boost of self-confidence I needed. It was his enthusiasm for this lil' exercise that gave me the drive to put it out, and finally share this side of my work with words that's always been a highly personal thing. After all, I write like this in my journal often - I just never labeled or classified it, I always thought of it as hip hop.
Admittedly, I haven't sat down at a console and written beats for who knows how long these days. So I put this lil' TIDAL Playlist together, to listen to as you read the words (if you'd like). There's so much MADNESS to deal with all the time lately. It's like seeking that quiet inside we all aspire to seems like an impossible dream most of the time. Ironically, I usually find that inner peace with a great pair of cans on. So: Turn it the fuck up, sit-back, and enjoy some music. We've become such slaves to time and gadgets - do yourself a favor and connect to some tunes; and while you do that: Go ahead and tune out the world. I'll be doin' the same ASAP!