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’ve been avoiding it for so long and holding back to stop it from happening, but unfortunately it seems that I will have to embrace my impending fame. I never wanted to be famous. I wanted people to know my name and respect it, but I didn’t want all the bullshit that comes with visibility. I know you New Yorkers are shaking your heads, like, What is this conceited bitch talking about now? Come on a little promo run with me down South and see for yourself. I’m like a damn artist. I love it and hate it at the same time. My new rapper friend says that fame isn’t sexy; it doesn’t turn him on. Since he reads my smart ass editorials I have to say that I’m feelin’ his philosophy that reaping the rewards of hard work is much sexier than fame. Unfortunately, they’re sometimes the same thing.
10 Things I’m Hatin’ On By Roland “Lil Duval” Powell
Disclaimer: This is really what everybody else is sayin’. I know I’m dead wrong, but I’m hating anyway.
1. Lebron James Ain’t he the oldest looking 20-year-old you’ve ever seen in your life? 2. “I’m A Real Nigga” If one more person tells me that shit – if you’re real, your actions will show it. Just cause you will shoot a nigga or sell dope, that doesn’t mean you’re real. 3. Rappers That Swear They’re Street News flash! If you’re a professional rapper and you’re still in the streets, you’re a damn fool. That’s the whole point of rapping in the first place – to get out of the streets. You can ask any nigga from the hood in Duval and they will tell you where I’m from and they were also tell you that they are proud to see that I don’t have to be there in those streets with them. 4. Stop Snitching I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but y’all might as well give up with that campaign cause snitching ain’t going nowhere like herpes. Y’all need to devote your time to Stop Letting People Know Yo’ Business. A person can’t snitch on what they don’t know. 5. Niggas That Owe You Money Don’t you hate it when a nigga owes you money and then he gets shot to death? Now you’ve gotta go to the funeral and ask his mama if he left that for you. 6. Arrogant Ugly Bitches Niggas gotta stop fucking anything, cause now these ugly bitches have too much confidence and think they’re the shit. 7. Myself (Lil Duval) I was about to marry a bitch that wasn’t ‘bout shit. I’m always fuckin’ with everyone else about saving a hoe, and my dumb ass did it. It won’t happen again. 8. Blind Item This person who I will not name is the lamest person on TV. Every time I watch them, I always think that their mama or daddy gotta work for BET. 9. Niggas Locked Up Why do niggas in jail act like they passed the bar exam and can tell you how to get out? Why the hell would I listen to you when you’re in here with me? 10. Wal-Mart This has turned into the trap. And why do they only have four registers open when there’s 500 customers?
Steve Austin and I in Dallas
It seems that the only media outlet not interested in covering the OZONE Awards (August 6th in Orlando, FL, along with TJ’s DJ’s on August 4th & 5th) is XXL, cause Elliott Wilson is a hater. He’s feeling the heat, seeing OZONE sprout up on newsstands, making snide little remarks on his blog and shit. Dude is like twice as old as me and still isn’t on my level. I write my own checks. Having reached the ripe old age of 25 in this fun-filled Gemini freakfest month, I’ve reached that point where I can look back and appreciate all the fun I’ve had and at the same time realize how blessed I was to make it through those years of stupidity relatively unscathed. Translation? I’ve done a lot of dumb things and fortunately only a handful of them have come back to haunt me. I even caught myself lecturing a wild ass intern chick recently, sounding like her mother and shit.
Me and Shawn Jay in Jacksonville
A few things I’ve learned since 17 when I climbed out the window with two duffel bags and $280 and never looked back: Whenever possible, avoid bisexual coke & heroin addicts when searching for a roommate. They’ll ruin your tupperware cooking up that special K. And don’t drink the water in the refrig, literally, cause it might be GHB.
Rockin’ Hatah Blockas with Justin in Tampa
Do not videotape yourself fucking. Ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever. If you already have a collection, watch them all one last time and then destroy them. Enjoy being broke. More money really does bring more problems. Do not fall in love with a rapper. Better yet, don’t fall in love, period.
If a guy does something fucked up to you, report it right away. “Stop snitching” doesn’t always apply. Wrong is wrong. If a creepy, scrawny, ugly con-artist sneaks in, climbs in bed with you while you’re asleep, naked, and tries to rape you, REPORT IT, or 7 years later you may find yourself with an obsessed Bambino, me, and Stax in Jackson cyberstalker fresh out of prison (“press releases” from convicted rapists via Myspace bulletins are generally not credible; if you got that blast hit me up for the real story). Like my homie Rick Ross says, who the fuck you think you’re fuckin’ with? I’m a fuckin’ boss. I rode in two Phantoms and a Bentley this month. Don’t own either one yet, but it’ll come. I’m not in this position by accident or luck. Every day I’m hustlin’. Plus, I got a friend up top. No weapon formed against me shall prosper... TJ, me, Too $hort, & Billy in Jacksonville
- Julia Beverly, jb@ozonemag.com
T.I. f/ Jamie Foxx “Live in the Sky” David Banner f/ Yola “Get Money” DMX “Lord Give Me A Sign” Ray Cash, Pimp C, Project Pat, T.I. “Bumpin’ My Music (remix)” T.I. f/ B.G. & Young Jeezy “I’m Straight” Kirk Franklin “Looking For You” India Arie f/ Akon “I Am Not My Hair (remix)” Plies f/ Akon “Wanna Fuck You”
jb’splaylist Pimp C “Free” Mr. Magic “Shorty” Rick Ross “I’m Bad” Kelis f/ Too $hort “Bossy”
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