Thursday, September 10, 2009

Guys who dress equally well in hoodies, hats of any kind and aluminum foil are keepers. Solid fives are always a plus.

Hip hop lyrics have a tendency to de-emphasize the sweetness of love and get right to the nasty stuff. We like that too, but the gangsters might want to read a poem by Mos Def's father that breaks our hearts.

In this world of loneliness,
I peek into the windows of
my life.
In a state of tenderness,
I've rendered all the
precious stones
I have to offer you
in my heart.
Why'd I have to feel this
I've given you all the best
days of my heart.