RANDOM AF! Eazy-E & Suggestive Foot

Yesterday I listened to a CD I once owned: "It's On (Dr. Dre) 187um Killa" by Eazy-E. Usually, when I listen to music I loved when I was a teenager, I feel heart-warming nostalgia and/or childish excitement. This time, those feelings only lasted about 30 seconds before I wondered, What the fuck was wrong with me in 1993? And why did my mom let me listen to that shit? I remember blasting it on my stereo in my room, so surely she and all my younger siblings could hear all the mutherfuck this and thats. Shortly thereafter, I moved on to U2 and Smashing Pumpkins and Nine Inch Nails. Seems a strange progression, but maybe that's just high school. Perhaps if I can find my way from Eazy-E to U2 to, these days, Beck and The Lumineers, there's hope for the human race. See? I'm a mutherfuckin' optimist.

See that, Mom? Parental advisory.

I listened all the way through the album, but as my son would say, it was cringy AF. And I realized that no matter what my kids are listening to, it couldn't be worse than Eazy-E. Jesus. Hear that, my darling offspring? You get a pass. I'm no hypocrite. Today, anyway.

In other news, my manuscript is off to a kick-ass freelance editor. I feel like six years of weight has been lifted off my shoulders, and the difference in my demeanor has been noticeable. I'm so fucking happy. And it's really heating up here in AZ, which means the afternoons are brutal but the mornings and evenings are beautiful. I'm on an Inuyasha kick. And while I'm at it, I'm on a Bleach kick as well. These were my two favorite anime of all time. And I'm still refusing to watch the news. So things are just great all around.

Oh, BTW, feet can be suggestive. And my husband thinks "Suggestive Foot" is the perfect name for a band.

J. L. Dodd

Hey yo doctor, here's another proper crack
And it's phat, watch the sniper, time to pay the piper
And let that real shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
And you'll get smoked and i hope that yer fans understand
When ya talk about playin me, the same records that ya
Makin' is payin me

Motherfuck dre

Motherfuck snoop

Motherfuck death row

Yo, and here comes me left blow
'cuz i'm the e-a-z-y-e, and this is the season
To let the real motherfuckin g's in, ya like a kid ya
Found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me where the
Fuck ya found an anorexic rapper
Talkin 'bout who ya go squabble with and who ya shoot
You're only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
Damn e, they tried to fade you on dre day
But dre day only met eazy's pay day
All of a sudden dr dre is a g thang, but on his
Old album cover he was a she thang
So nigga please, nigga please don't step to deez
Motherfuckin' real g's

Excerpt from "Real Muthaphuckkin G's" by Eazy-E

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