LadyTwist: Blog

I know a lot of people wanna know whats going on with the album "Resuscitation". The date keeps changing...you keep hearing new tracks but still no drop yet, whats up Twizzle?

To make a potentially long story short: every time we get close to dropping the album, I cook up a new song idea that just MUST be included. Technically, the album is done BUT I can't stop creating! Had I dropped the album on Halloween like we initially intended it would have been missing "Prepaid (hangtime)", two Shaquaiquai skits and "Kill Yoself". I'm one of those weirdos that can catch inspiration from so much as a fart so basically, shit keeps happening to inspire song ideas.

A few pre-release copies called "CPR" have been given out and the reviews have been phenomenal! People LOVE the album so I promise its gonna be worth the wait; pure entertainment or your money back! In the meantime, I'm dropping a new mixtape "The Demotape 3" featuring your favorites from The Demotape 2 and a shitload of new tracks [...]

So...I finally hooked my surround sound in my basement back up and the first thing I did was hit up Imeem and listen to "Paper" from Krayzie Bone's "Thug Mentality 1999" CD (one of, if not THE dopest Bone album ever released). Eventually I found myself listening to cuts from other Bone and "Mo Thugs Family" albums.

Now, I've been an avid Bone fan since Thuggish Ruggish Bone. I even stated during a post-Vh1 interview that hearing them for the first time was like "throwing a Molotov at a gas pump for me", in regards to my wanting to be a rapper. But what bothers me now is this: how can a group of niggas who were so dope and so influential in Hip Hop just fall off and go completely to shit?

Lets run down the discography:

"Creepin on ah comeup"- too "west coast" for me or maybe I was just too young to really get the good of it. Either way, even now, its not in my top 5.

"East1999"...HOT SHIT!

"Art of War"...classic.

"Mo Thugs Family Scriptures" - Another classic. Love it to this day!

"Heaven'z [...]

So, I go to Citgo to buy some gas. $30 on pump 5 and a Gatorade on my credit card to be precise...

My car is a strange acting piece of machinery therefore the gas hand is somewhat unpredictable...long story short it only held $13 of the thirty dollars. So, I go back in and ask for my change and the Arab guy says "No! You ask for thirty you (gibberish/undecipherable English)...no!" I'm like "huh?" He repeats himself, this time even less decipherable than the first time. Now, I've had several arguments with this particular guy in the past and I really don't care for him so I say to him: "in English please, mister." He says "I am speaking English because I'm not a punk like you" I guess "punk" is the new word for "thug", I don't know...Anyway, he proceeds to yell at me in Arabanglish, kickin' off an un-neccessary scene.

Cut to sixty seconds later: He's basically refusing to give me my change so I say "well, fuck it. Credit the rest back to my card." He basically says okay but first let him [...]