October 2008
On the 6th day he showed up again, and brought his Tupac sneakers.
Grimy VHS rewinder. Stacks of blank cd’s. All he needed was an outlet to plug his blow dryer in and we would feel the heat.
Old and dirty. Missing teeth. Brother Joseph. From the Bible.
Live and Uncut.
If you see him on the streets of Oakland, tell him I’m still looking for him. And I’ll have some more change soon.
I dare you to puff on his rolled cigarettes.
The ink will knock your block off.
Rolling cigarette butts into bus transfers.
Old Dirty Bastard
is an
Old Dirty Genius.
God bless that man.
And I’m the first white member
of the Wu Tang Clan.
ONE SiDED
bigger than Buddha
i’m a big barracuda
i’m bigger than Buddha
i’m a big barracuda