As I review this picture and the other "Grinding" pictures of this particular relative - I'm reminded about a poem once written by the great Ice Cube (Vic's not the only one with Lyrics on the mind)
[que the beat Dj P-lou] [Vic on the mic]
Yeah, yeah Get your ass up and hurra Uh, Ice Cube baby Ninety-nine baby I'm on the grind baby All the time baby Show me something
You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it You can do it put your back into it I can do it put your ass into it Put your back into it Put your ass into it
Don't stop get it, get it I'm gon' do it, gon' do it Gon' do it, do it, do it
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones The thug ones, relatives and my cousins And I got 'em by the dozen
I do hard core rhyming, hard time grinding Freaky gyration is close to fornication: Yeah uh-huh, Ice Cube, Westside Connection Know how we do?
'Big Up to Brooklyn' Productions - how appropriate for Valencia! 'que the beat': also puts me in the mind of me requesting that the crowd do the same (after I instruct them on the rhythmic clapping) whenever I do my "Butt Rap". Sir Mixalot must have been in one of those crowds or saw the tape recorded by America's Funniest People that day in Narragansett because he SO stole my stuff.
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Reason # 24 on the list of why I don't let my kids read this blog... he's clearly not wearing a seatbelt.
Reason #25 They can't read
As I review this picture and the other "Grinding" pictures of this particular relative - I'm reminded about a poem once written by the great Ice Cube (Vic's not the only one with Lyrics on the mind)
[que the beat Dj P-lou]
[Vic on the mic]
Yeah, yeah
Get your ass up and hurra
Uh, Ice Cube baby
Ninety-nine baby
I'm on the grind baby
All the time baby
Show me something
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
You can do it put your back into it
I can do it put your ass into it
Put your back into it
Put your ass into it
Don't stop get it, get it
I'm gon' do it, gon' do it
Gon' do it, do it, do it
Now all I wanna do is have fun with my loved ones
The thug ones, relatives and my cousins
And I got 'em by the dozen
I do hard core rhyming, hard time grinding
Freaky gyration is close to fornication:
Yeah uh-huh, Ice Cube, Westside Connection
Know how we do?
- Big Up to Brooklyn Productions
'Big Up to Brooklyn' Productions - how appropriate for Valencia!
'que the beat': also puts me in the mind of me requesting that the crowd do the same (after I instruct them on the rhythmic clapping) whenever I do my "Butt Rap". Sir Mixalot must have been in one of those crowds or saw the tape recorded by America's Funniest People that day in Narragansett because he SO stole my stuff.
any pic of rob is a classic.....who can forget the "smoking a cig while reading the instructions on the lighter fluid can"?
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