We got ball players wanting to be rappers, and class clowns making easy transitions to overnight rap superstars. I hated blowing my Nintendo cartridges with the hopes of better game play. But a scratch on my favorite track hurts as much as a paper cut. So we download, legally, or [pirate] music through [hooked] up forums. Everything’s accessible online, where cash won’t slide. This is OUR day, and Time. Each new day unseen is the future. And we insist on change. We are Time Bullies. Follow suit, or step aside.
A tilted hat, and a Hood Shout Out goes out to the biggest Time Bully of em’ all, President Obama. Thanks for starting the fire; WE won’t allow it to go out. Change is inspiration to move on, and do better, our M.O. Peace to everybody doing it big, with a little; and all the labels, brands, and artists, that continue to come with that NEW shit. You guys make it all worthwhile. Everyday we strive to document HISTORY in the making. Contribute, or just read. We just wanna shine light on ya style.
-Cee Major: Time Bully
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:PLAY At High Volumes:
While casually channel surfing through the many MTV video channels i came across a hidden gem. A NEW TABI VIDEO. YAY! Tabi, where ya been man?
Enthralled from the jump, this video looks like a gloomy, :fancy: soap opera, that tells a cool story of privileged youth, from a classic setting.
Shot using an old camera from the 70's, Tabi, and producers Ski, and Apple Juice Kid, sit u in a scene surrounded by the social elite you wouldn't mind belonging to.
Watch the video and include yourself in the loop with the Rich Kids.
(Fancy: a word adopted from the title of the song on The Dreams new album)
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:Plug and Play:
Through aching desires of wanting to utilize all three of my usb ports on my bap-ass laptop, and take all the batteries out of the freezer(Fact: that's a hood ass excuse to save or selvage finished battery life. It doesn't work.), my wishes have sprouted up into an incredible lifeform. Rechargeable batteries.
No need for another completely irrelevant device, that you have to plug into the wall, and wait for the light to turn green {or whatever}. USBcell batteries take charge of any available usb port in the same way a thumb drive, would transfer information to and from you computer. Allowing you to charge the batteries for your camera, while you upload pics of you and your friends being "Drunk and Hot Girls" at the club, onto FaceBook.
And if that isnt enough to have you screaming "Hooray", the aesthetic of not having to through away your dead double A batteries, contributes to our environment by eliminating some toxic waste caused by the dumping of alkaline batteries.
Shit is getting real, and if I can help the planet live a little longer by using different batteries, "Im Wit It".
USBcell and the company Moixa made this possible, thanks for the option, and being a TimeBully.
Click the site for more info.
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:Socratic Rage:
If you still live at home, and your getting NO ass;
Stop buying $60 video games, :The Ladies: don't dig EA Sports dawg.
but, they read TimeBully.com. Ha!
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Leave Out The Fluff... In The Future
As the world erupts into shambles; as people silently panic in paranoia over the approaching 2012 cataclysm; as the powers that be sully the President’s one man social upheaval; the media asks the masses, “Hey wouldn’t it be dope as fuck if we replaced the REAL NEWS with CELEBRITY COVERAGE? o 0 O and wouldn’t it be awesome too if we just like change celebrity coverage from FLUFF REPORTS to National Journalism Award worthy exposés?”
So I jump in my Jeep JT, cruise my Safari and I hit a “news” blog in the road:
!Breaking News!
Andre 3000 Arrested for Speeding
I think first, “awwww shit man! They tryin to keep a good brother down.” And maybe that was true. Andre throws us a classic (Love Below)/ drapes himself in color scheme and animation to enlighten our children/ is celebrated worldwide for his timely fashionability/ and just when you begin to think he has went all Hollywood, Ice Cold records the occasional critically acclaimed freestyle.......this boy is unstoppable. But just as he reaches about 110mph, Johnny Law pulls him over and shows that Boy who the real Boss hog is. Maybe it’s not that deep.
Continuing through Safari, my thoughts shift as I enter a new blogosphere. I end up being bombarded by yet another frivolous article chronicling the personal life of yet another Celebrity. It is all too much for me. I don’t care if a rapper gets a ticket, I don’t care how often they jog, or what type of prescription drugs they are on. Although I believe that some things should universally be understood as private, I do think that celebrities should own up to certain private circumstances. For instance, T.I.P got caught with hella ratchets and now he is going to jail; the media covers and exploits it but the King refracts this negative light toward a more positive spectrum. This is a perfect example of how a particular celebrity’s personal life can teach or warn a particular demographic on an intimate level. Criminal Charges and Convictions/ Domestic Abuse (that means you chris brown)/ Certain Health Issues and of course their Public and Political personal opinions should all be explored, examined and exploited by every news orifice. But by no means do I give a fuck about Andre 3000’s speeding ticket.
So in the future the term “news” is designated to events that bare importance to life, survival and existence. Celebrity coverage is exclusive and delicate reports are a bit more tactful than the hogwash spewing out the Plasma screen today. That TMZ torment is abolished by, Mr. Ego. You’re all welcome Baby!
E-go Davis: TIME BULLY
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