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Rocking a lapel flower on Valentine’s Day is ILL

I want to extend a MAJOR happy Valentine’s Day to ALL the BEAUTIFUL ladies in the world!  I’m listening to Young Money’s Every Girl record ALL  Day for y’all. And instead of giving a flower to every lovely lady I see on these New York City streets I’m rocking a single flower lapel on my jacket.  One beautiful flower for all of y’all.  Romantic right? Yeaahhh, I’m all about romance.   So I’m romancing many many honies with a crispy flower lapel. 

This is a win, win, win, strategy my ninja.  You will look extra crispy, you will let many, many honies know you pay attention to the details, AND you will give a honie what she wants.  Flowers B. Flowers! 

And to throw some icing on this cake of seduction lapel flowers are MAD affordable.   TheKnottery.com sells felt flower lapels for $8.00 and Hook + Albert sells a larger alternative for $26.00.  No need to keep this in water either, they will last you for many future Valentine’s Days.  I don’t know how fake feels so I just got to keep it real. I just wanna love every girl in the world, every model, every singer, every actress, every diva, every high seditty chick, every college girl, every skeezer, Stripper and every desperate housewife that resemble Eva.

Grown Man Steez is ILL

Time waits for no man B.  The sun don’t chill and time don’t stand still.  Brothas that want success in life have to grow up sometime.  And a large part of growing up is your look my ninja. If you are living that adult life, don’t have a career in entertainment, and are copping your style out of The Source or XXL, then tisk, tisk son!  Grown men wear grown men clothes on some GROWN MAN STEEZ.  Not swag BUT STEEZ.  Swag is for little boys, STEEZ is for grown-ass men!  Like my main man 50 grand BetLo aka Hell’s Kitchen’s Finest aka Mr. Midtown West.  This brotha went from rocking the leather Pelle Pelle bomber jackets and dancing in the background of Grand Puba videos

to some serious GROWN MAN Ralph Lauren Corduroy Blazer steez.  The brotha grew up, and so did his style. Amen son! 

Peep it B.

Young Cat Swag

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Grown Man Steez

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If you are serious about your success and advancing yourself in this world then start with your appearance my ninja, and the rest will follow.  You Know My Steez!

TheKnottery.com The Verdict tie is ILL

Ever worn a tie my ninja?  I sincerely hope at some point in your life you have, and you even wear them on the regular now.  Grown-ass men wear ties, and I know I’m for dam sure a grown-ass man.  Not only am I a grown-ass man, I’m a TRILL grown-ass man.  And a trill grown-ass refined urban gentleman too. Tie with a suit or if you are a REAL man a tie without a suit.  A real man has the cojones to rock a tie when he doesn’t have to but wants to because he considers himself a trill ass dude, and he is hard body enough to stunt on ninjas like its a sport. 

I’ve been stuntin on ninjas since 93 B.  And I was stuntin on bamas with some timbs, and fatigues.  Now I stunt on the lames with a crispy-ass tie like my main man 50 grand reppin Tokyo YO, Jay!  I’ve not seen this brotha for a minute, a long minute B.  I’m talking back before Mos and Talib broke up, when El-P was spitting fire at Company Flow shows. This brotha dropped off the face of the earth.  We was once two brothas of the same kind.  Quick to approach a ghetto cutie with the same line.  I remembered he had an oversized shirt never quite learned drinkin 90 proof off the roof.  I lost touch with this homie he a changed man he hit up Barneys now ill fitted looks is the game plan.

And when this cat finally resurfaced back from Japan he rolled up to the Lower the other day with this CRISPY tie.  Joint was looking real frosty in this hard New York City winter air.  This brotha is a man, a real man because he knows that appearance counts and wearing an ILL tie lets the world know you mean business.  And whats even ILLER is the price paid for this fly tie. Just $35 B.  Yeah that’s right, $35!  35 bones for an indigo dyed slubby striped Japanese fabric.

Want to know where you can cop this tie from? Yeaaahhh son.  The Knottery.  They have mad crispy ties, at mad crispy prices.  You do not have to spend high to look fly. 

But don’t tell the honies that.  Let them know you dropped half a rack on this, and it will have you looking like a BOSS.  Jay was looking like a boss.  This brotha done changed, we don’t even kick it.  I got a big money scheme, and he ain’t even with it. Knew in my heart he was the same motherfucker bad. Go toe to toe when it’s time for roll he got a brother’s back. And I can’t even trip, cause I’m just laughin at cha. He tryin hard to maintain, then go head cause I ain’t mad at cha.

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New York City in 2013 is ILL

Happy New Year y’all.  I’ve been gone for a minute, but I’m still here y’all.  The rent is dam high in Manhattan and a brotha has to stay on his grizzly out here.  And that’s what I’m all about in the 2013 B.  Grizzly status son!  Like my man Common said in the 1-9-9-9 and like I’m like saying in the 20-trizzle I’M STILL GETTIN MINE!

We popping bottles this year B.  Like my brotha from another mother the World Famous DJ Cabezon does it.  King of New York status live and direct from the Lower aka L.E.S.  New York City knows how to party my ninja. We Roll up in the like BOW!  We gonna need our bottles right now! Now! We gonna make a toast to the town drinks in the air like Go Shawty, OOOWWWW!

Stay Crispy B.

Tweed winter hats are ILL

It’s going down my ninja.  Down like James Brown, and that brotha got down.  What is going down you ask?  The temperature B.  It’s getting real real chilly in New York.  Straight nipply out here.  Ice cubes are not needed.  What does that mean for a brotha that wants to stay fly when the temperature ain’t high.

You need to raise you winter fabric game up to the sky.  I’m gonna say it once son.  Fabric and Fit.  Actually I’m going to say it one more time because it’s that serious.  FABRIC AND FIT SON.  Winter time is for winter fabric.  And clothes that fit you is for ALL seasons.  You need warmth on these cold New York City streets this winter, and the right fabric can help a brotha stay warm AND crispy in the cold concrete jungle. 

Wool and Tweed are ILL winter fabrics, and my main man 50 grand and South Suicide Jamaica Queens native D-Lyfe knows all about the ILL winter fabrics. D-lyfe DJ’s all over the world rain or shine, night or day, humid or dry, this brotha shows up to cut up the ILLEST records, and when my ninja rolled through New York I caught up with this cat to post up and catch up.  This brotha rolled up to my spot rocking the CRISPY tweed driving cap. 

This cap had the ILL winter fabric and fit.  A piece that can be rocked with a wool suit or selvedge denim. It adds that winter fabric game to your cold head.  And D-lyfe needs that warmth because when my ninja is on the 1’s and 2’s he straight COLD rocks a party on some New York Get The Bloody Money steez.  When D-lyfe rocks it’s more than a party it’s a SHOW.  So cop your self some ILL winter pieces with ILL winter fabrics and step out in the winter streets ready to get the bloody money B.  Stay crispy my ninja. 

Ralph Lauren shutting down Rugby is not ILL
It’s a shame my ninja, a dam shame.  Ralph Lauren will be shutting down their trill, fashion-forward, and even more important AFFORDABLE Rugby brand early next year.  I first discovered Rugby out in D.C. in their Georgetown store.  A brotha was trying to step his game up and get on his grown man, and Rugby helped my ass out.  Had me looking real real crispy out in the streets B.  I was stuntin on bamas hard talking about “I’m not a Hoya I just like to ball in Georgetown swag”, and those Summer Sunday nights at Sequoia’s on the G-town waterfront my Rugby gear had me booking fine honies left and right. All good things come to an end though.  R.I.P Rugby and R.I.P your student discounts.  Get on their mailing list now son, and peep the email blast of the sales they have popping off.  R.I.P Rugby I’ll see you when I get there. CIGARS UP!

Ralph Lauren shutting down Rugby is not ILL

It’s a shame my ninja, a dam shame.  Ralph Lauren will be shutting down their trill, fashion-forward, and even more important AFFORDABLE Rugby brand early next year.  I first discovered Rugby out in D.C. in their Georgetown store.  A brotha was trying to step his game up and get on his grown man, and Rugby helped my ass out.  Had me looking real real crispy out in the streets B.  I was stuntin on bamas hard talking about “I’m not a Hoya I just like to ball in Georgetown swag”, and those Summer Sunday nights at Sequoia’s on the G-town waterfront my Rugby gear had me booking fine honies left and right. All good things come to an end though.  R.I.P Rugby and R.I.P your student discounts.  Get on their mailing list now son, and peep the email blast of the sales they have popping off.  R.I.P Rugby I’ll see you when I get there. CIGARS UP!

Barack Obama is ILL

Want to know how I feel about Barack Obama winning reelection my ninja?  Peep the picture above.

Like my man from D.C., Oddisee, says “Forward Never Rewind!”

Art is ILL

Art son, yeah Art.  Art is ILL B.  Want to know why art is ILL?  Because it gives them something to talk about.  It gives the haters something to talk about, it gives your family something to talk about, it gives your friends something to talk about, and most importantly it gives the HONIES something to talk about.  Something to talk about in your apartment too.  That is where you want the fine honies to be when they talk to you right?  Better talking to you in your apartment than over dinner at a restaurant or over expensive ass martinis at a bar.  ILL convo about some art with a fine honie in your apartment is free B.  Dinner and expensive ass martinis are not. 

If your a refined urban gentleman you should have dropped the street team posters you yapped of your favorite MC and the record ads you cutout from the Source and have some dope pieces of art on your wall.  Like these crispy pieces on my man Devin’s wall. 

DJ Cabezon Art Piece

And if you are thinking “dam I got red on my wall, but can’t afford a Basquiat when I paint like the big bawse Rick Ross" you don’t have too my ninja.  What’s dope about art is that it’s quality is not determined by it’s price tag.  It’s determined by whether or not you think it’s ILL and worthy of being on your wall.  Art can be cheap, art can be expensive but it’s dopeness is in the eye of the beholder.  And you explaining why you chose to hang a piece of art on your wall to a fine honie is what makes the art trill son.  The story you tell behind your art.  Honies like stories my dude, it let’s them know you have some depth.  Depth is good. Fine honies like depth.  So cop yourself some art son and tell’em you not a star, somebody lied you got a choppa in the car.

The Homeboy Sandman record and video “Watchu Want From Me” is ILL

New York’s Homeboy Sandman is an incredibly talented and DOPE M.C..  DMV’s own Oddisee is an equally talented and dope Hip Hop music producer, and putting these two brothas together creates ILL HIGH QUALITY Hip Hop Music.  This record has me 2 stepping every time I hear it my ninja.  And the video is an equally ILL HIGH QUALITY visual, showcasing Homeboy Sandman’s charisma and some of the best of what real New Yorkers experience.

1. Having your girl talk your dam ear off in the park.  I hear you boo, but I’m not listening.

2. Copping some chicken and rice from one of the many street food vendors. Shout out to my man Raj on Delancey St, what up son!

3. Greek food from the Souvlaki Grill on Stanton St. L.E.S. what up!

Souvlaki Grill Food Truck

4.  A crispy haircut and fitted from Frank’s Chop Shop on Essex st in the Lower East Side, L.E.S. what up!

Frank's Chop Shop Fitted

Homeboy Sandman, Oddisee, and New York City is the ILLEST!