SoJones is continuing to give you that hip hop/exclusive news you can’t get anywhere else. Pair that with music commentary and fresh street analysis, and you have the only place where you can feel safe while on your mobile phone! Today we report on YG and Drake releasing a new song, as well as Allen Iverson, childhood hero of the hood- pairing with G.O.O.D music president Pusha T getting his special limited edition jersey getting hand signed. This isn’t like getting Tedrick to sign his place in the police Blotter, or Go Fetti rubbing his hands together just at the shot of landing his evil grandmother in jail, this is real stuff you can take to the pawn shop!
According to USA today:
Rapper Pusha T may be a famous person, but that doesn’t mean he can’t turn into a crazy fan like the rest of us when he meets his favorite player and gets his jersey signed.
The player, in this case, is Allen Iverson — on Instagram, Pusha T notes, they’re from the same part of Virginia. I’ve watched this now about a dozen times because it’s pretty great to see him hopping up and down while standing next to his idol:
Well that’s really trill, and this brings to mind a poem by Jack Williams called “tattoo tears“:
I’m shedding tattoo tears, I’m behind the marijuana smoke and the beers, I have been representing and believing in God, since my younger years. Although my path, thru this life isn’t always clear, and when you are under pressure, sometimes you go to adapt and veer. But me, I lean to grabbing a weapon and then I smear, DEATH WAS HERE.
You know we got that real Pusha T news on what is real with the new Jay-Z song that we got linked up for you here.
And you see it written in blood on the walls, when light apprears and the truth and not the deception is what you fear. I’m shedding tattoo tears, I’m behind the marijuana smoke and the beers, I have been representing and believing in God, since my younger years, and I’m walking in a staging ground for whores. It’s funny how they set it up, for only the poor to easily fall in the trap, of getting ahead on your back, with legs open.
For any man groping and promising anything to fulfill her wishes, tragic but if the shoe fits, then repentance, is what it is. But there is no lust here in my shell, my zone, the territory there I call home. The dust of nature covers the sexual passion love tiers, we are all lovers here with hearts so pure, and to support our stability, I’d gladly be the one who daily is cleaning up manure. So I’m shedding tattoo tears, I’m behind the marjuana smoke and the beers, I have been representing and believing in God, since my younger years. Then I found the females I love and their personalities matched their majesty’s physique and their irrepressible allure, became part of the inspiration for this soldier.
To continue on, to fight and survive in this endless battle tour. And my love is defined in their hearts by the hooked which is my truth and charm lure. And they are all free as birds in the sky, cause for them I have no leash or cage. I have only a shelter, for them to enter or exit as they please. With open windows and open doors, in case they want to go outside and feel the wind blowing against their pours. It’s them, which I cover, as the dust does the land or The Holy Bible, and repentance does a sinner. I mediate on them and say prayers of thankfulness for their kindness and loyalty. When I’m shedding tattoo tears, I’m behind the marijuana smoke and the beers.
I pour out a taste for my fallen peers, the ones who are resting in peace, as we continue on to the end, of our own years, and are own fleshly release, and then on to Judgement Day. When before God and all the people living and dead must bow and obey, for the time of living and serving has passed away and now, for all we have done, we must answer up and pay. I’m shedding tattoo tears, I’m behind the marijuana smoke and the beers. I have been representing and believing in God since my younger years.
By: Young Wisdom (courtesy of Ackronym Inc.)
We just want to end by saying Momma time said next time they come on her porch she’s gonna golf club they ass then call the ambulance for them.