<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707</id><updated>2012-02-16T10:42:21.156-05:00</updated><category term='deville'/><category term='whatevertheefuck'/><category term='failure'/><category term='lil kim'/><category term='fleetwood deville'/><category term='new south'/><category term='fleetwood'/><category term='cyndi lauper'/><title type='text'>fuck where you from and fuck how you feel.</title><subtitle type='html'>sports...stupid people...sex...rap......very dry humor..shameless plugs of the shitty muzik i do...me ranting about...basically whatever...sounds pretty fuckin fantastic, eh?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>24</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-8800869118539245896</id><published>2010-08-18T07:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T07:53:40.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>whatchu know bout the south?</title><content type='html'>....aight, so maybe daily..but definitely weekly...i'm gonna start giving y'all personal favorites from southern born artists....try to give y'all a few under the radar gems..won't JUST be rap...but i was raised on Face/UGK/Outkast/Dungeon Family....i'm gonna try to blog more in general, but here's somethin that i'm sure you've heard at some point in your life from my 2nd favorite duo of all time...UGK..."Hi Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...both these dudes are in my personal top 10...Bun B was my first influence to really wanna pursue the pen. he was a cat who had the same drawl i had, spoke the vernacular that i was raised on and he was super slick. Pimp C....is freakin Pimp C...unapologetic, always spoke on situations as he saw them, helluva producer, and although he was far from wordy, he has more content and truth in his lyrics than most MCs that have done and will do this. God bless the dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mB-y3KLjJhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mB-y3KLjJhA?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-8800869118539245896?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/8800869118539245896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatchu-know-bout-south.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/8800869118539245896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/8800869118539245896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/08/whatchu-know-bout-south.html' title='whatchu know bout the south?'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-5261929685410113936</id><published>2010-06-17T08:30:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T08:45:31.388-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...Ace Cash Express.....thirstiness...long, but the payoff's worth it..ha</title><content type='html'>Peace.....peep, I vacationed from Memorial Day to the 7th of this month, right? (14 months at Amtrak, nigga wuuuuuuuut?) On May 29th, the Friday before I left, I went to Ace Cash Express on Kennedy St to get my responsible father on and send my daughters' mother some paper so my kids can eat, have a roof over their heads and cool shit like that. I've done this shit via my debit card countless times without issue, but on this particular day, dude that works at the joint charges my checking account twice. Nothing looked abnormal when I was in the store, but when I got home and checked my balance...there was a nice bit less than there should have been. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hell, everybody makes mistakes...so I'm not too upset. I call my bank and let them know what popped off and see if they can just simply remove the duplicate charge. That doesn't work, so I call Ace's cust. service number and tell them the situation. The lady i spoke with tells me that the charge has shown up twice in their system, calls the store try'na get in touch with dude who made the mistake so he can refund the money, but he doesn't answer the phone. She tells me that I'm gon have to wait until Monday to do something since whoever has authority at her office is gone. I call from the airport Monday and they tell me that I have to go to the store to physically pick the bread up, which makes no sense to me, especially considering the fact that I'm bout to be outta town for a week. Plus, I got rent to pay....so that only adds to the frustration that's beginning to build.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward through a dope vacation and I'm back to work in DC June 8...soon as I get off work, I shoot to the store to get things handled. The cat who messed up originally was off that day, so there was a chick working. I give her my information and she starts off hella wrong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you come last Monday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was on vacation outta town&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, why didn't you come Tuesday?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I was on vacation all last week, I just got back here last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm playin it cool because I know that she wasn't the one that actually fucked up, but in my head I'm dead ready to tell her..."yo, broad...you askin too many mufuckin irrelevant questions right now, what's pertinent is that I'm here today...so get off that goofy shit, get on the phone and do your job." Fortunately for her (and me), I've been try'na convert to a more peaceful and patient way of thought and action (plus I've learned God rewards patience)...so I don't hook off on her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ol inquisitive ass tells me that it's gonna take 20 minutes for her to get in touch with the people she needs to in order to take care of the shit. I turn on the iPod, sit for a few...then I call my bank for about the 3rd or 4th time since the start of the whole thing...they tell me that my issue has been processed and my account will be credited by the end of the day...which was dope...and it actually happened (God rewards patience). So now, I'm sittin in the joint ready to double up and Ol inquisitive ass hangs up the phone to tell me everything's straight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I finally got on the phone w/ the person I was trying to reach and I have what I need to give you your money. Thanks for your patience."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No problem at all. It wasn't your fault, so it's cool. Preciate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*joking*&lt;br /&gt;"Now, when I was on the phone they told me that the rule is since I'm doing this refund, you have to give me half of it."&lt;br /&gt;*not laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;...Well, I don't know what they told you, but somebody lyin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha ha, I was just joking, I'm sorry. I should be more professional."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No sweat, it's been a long day...I'm not trippin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Seriously, I'm gonna write you a check and you can cash it."&lt;br /&gt;*still not laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;...Ummm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ha, I'm really being unprofessional today. I shouldn't play with your money like that...so, I'm gonna give you this money order so you can cash it."&lt;br /&gt;*blank face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;You know? You oughta hit one of these comedy open mics on U Street, you might have a future...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after all the stupidity was finished and she puts the damn money in my hand. *sings* WORK IT OUT....di- didn't he work it?...WORK IT OUT...di-didn't he work it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(praise break over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to shake, but ol babe is still talkin...topics ranging from apologizing for how unprofessional she was....how she hates this job and is mad that she's been working there as long as she has, to how she's a naturally silly, fun-loving person and some more shit...opening up to me like I'm fucking Diane Sawyer or somebody. I'm not a rude dude (don't say shit), so I lightweight engage the conversation...answer the various questions she asks, and look up from my phone on occasion to show that I'm listening ..suddenly shit starts getting weird....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have done all that joking, but I'm very playful. Do you watch Family Guy?"&lt;br /&gt;*da fuck?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;......ummm, yeah. Great show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love Family Guy and Adult Swim... you watch Adult Swim?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;yeah, lotta funny stuff on there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You live in DC?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Northeast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So, you're not from here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Nah, just moved here from St. Louis last year to take a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do you have family here?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's really impressive. You must be very independent to be able to do something like that........."*she proceeds to ramble on about irrelevant shit...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Thanks. Just doing what I gotta do to provide for me and my family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Family? You have kids?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Yup, two girls...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How old are they?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;2 and 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Awwww, then you probably have a wife, too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I actually don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"REALLY? Well can I see some pictures?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'm actually gonna get outta here and go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, OK. Well, it was nice talking to you...I'd love to see you again....could I have your number?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; making this shit up. I promise. l m a o)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, in my mind I'm laughing because some part of me felt this coming, but because of all the hassle I've had to deal with behind this shit...I was bout ready to treat her. I play it cool and try not to hurt her feelings, tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I actually have a girlfriend, sorry, babe. You stay cool, tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chick's face fucking DROPPED when I told her that shit. She was looking like she was gon attempt suicide that evening or some shit. She was looking like one of them ran through broads on Maury Povich that find out that nann of the 14 niggas she invite on the show are the father of her kid. She was looking like LeBron would look if he walked in on Delonte stainin his mom.....She was looking like..........fuck it, you get it. That shit was hilarious, tho. That's what her ass get.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-5261929685410113936?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/5261929685410113936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/06/ace-cash-expressthirstinesslong-but.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5261929685410113936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5261929685410113936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/06/ace-cash-expressthirstinesslong-but.html' title='...Ace Cash Express.....thirstiness...long, but the payoff&apos;s worth it..ha'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-7365394462462577178</id><published>2010-05-28T07:44:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T09:06:20.958-04:00</updated><title type='text'>someone you should pay attention to if you don't wanna continue being a loser... Emperess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/S_-tc_fDstI/AAAAAAAAACw/gPDuTZn_eK0/s1600/pillpic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/S_-tc_fDstI/AAAAAAAAACw/gPDuTZn_eK0/s400/pillpic.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476286385495454418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if you read this shit, you'll clearly see that i don't update often. i'm a shitty blogger. whatever. however, i don't have you wasting your time on no bullshit when i do post...so with that said, if you're unfamiliar...get acquainted with my homie Emperess, super dope MC, photographer, and some other superhero ass shit that she probably ain't at liberty to talk about. and i designated myself as her official groupie, but we ain't gon talk about all that...a link to a taste of her essence (no homo) and her gangsterdom is right below. listen, nigga. "A Verse a Day Keeps the Posers Away" starting June 21st. PAYOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="150" height="295" &gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/album=2220319608/size=tall/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=00bd2c/" /&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowNetworking" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer.swf/album=2220319608/size=tall/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=00bd2c/" width="150" height="295" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" quality=high allowScriptAccess=never allowNetworking=always wmode=transparent bgcolor=#FFFFFF &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;noembed&gt;&lt;a href="http://emperess.bandcamp.com/album/leaks-fairytaleworld"&gt;Let's Talk About... by Emperess&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/noembed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/emperess"&gt;follow her on twitter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.Dont4getTheE.tumblr.com"&gt;i don't use tumblr, but you might&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/emperessmusic"&gt;myspace&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-7365394462462577178?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/7365394462462577178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/05/someone-you-should-pay-attention-to-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7365394462462577178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7365394462462577178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/05/someone-you-should-pay-attention-to-if.html' title='someone you should pay attention to if you don&apos;t wanna continue being a loser... Emperess'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/S_-tc_fDstI/AAAAAAAAACw/gPDuTZn_eK0/s72-c/pillpic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-7961608429066778107</id><published>2010-04-14T09:32:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T14:10:50.764-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...nigganess for 2010, vol. 1.</title><content type='html'>let me start by saying that I'm in NO way advocating, supporting, or a fan of Nicki Minaj's work. i'm also full aware that i'm a tad late with this, but i got kids, a career, a girlfriend and other important shit...so, here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7W8_xOWd4-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7W8_xOWd4-Y&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TgoJ0OBn6AQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TgoJ0OBn6AQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my opinion, ol babe can actually rhyme fairly well. she's not Jean Grae or Digga, and i personally know a couple females that i think would bust her ass lyrically, she's cool, tho. but as a champion of common sense, what the hell is chick's problem? as i said before, i'm not a fan of Nicki Minaj's...by ANY means, but really, my opinion of her doesn't even correlate here. if i was a chick try'na come up off rap right now (ESPECIALLY in Baltimore...a place i hate, which also happens to be a place from which i can't think of an MC of any real note ever surfacing), i wouldn't be mad at what Nicki's doing. NOT. ONE. BIT. in all seriousness, when is the last time a female has REALLY been relevant in the mainstream? somebody can step in and let me know if i'm lying, but Eve was the last woman to rhyme and be a seriously player. if one wanted to stretch, it could be said that Kim fit the bill when she dropped that album before she went to jail, but that's all that comes to mind...and even THAT was fly-by-night. so for the first time, in a while, if not ever...a femcee/female rapper/whatever the hell you wanna call her, is one of the 5 most talked about acts in hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with all that said, i'd be glad chick is out here drawing some attention to females. whether it's trash, lacking of substance, super commercial, gimmicky or not. at this stage, a bad look is definitely better than none. word to Joe Budden. that shit rings all the more true considering the fact that there has always been such a limited space for women in the genre. so if you in the position of trying to get on, why be mad at or go at her? what real rationale would justify that? you wouldn't even have nobody to pull that goofy shit with if she wasn't in the spot she was in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as somewhat of an up and coming MC myself, i completely understand the hunger and the questions of how somebody i think is wack got to their position. that don't make dumb ass shit like this OK. it just don't. you took time to sit down, write and then stand in front of somebody house w/ prolly a Flip camcorder or some shit to diss somebody who don't know who the fuck you are. that's like a bitter one armed nigga that be bullying 9 year olds for they basketball at the playground try'na yell at LeBron from his mother's 17" TV when the Cavaliers are on. purposeless. yeah, you got some youtube views (big FUCKIN whoop), but that's it. she's not going to say your name, come battle you, or any of that other shit. so while she's doing whatever the hell she's doing that don't involve you, you're still in Baltimore using the relatively infinitesimal bit of notoriety you've acquired to give her free promotion. hence, there's no real progress or gain in any of this shit for you. another thing, if i felt like i was THAT talented and her success bothered me THAT much, i damn sure wouldn't be shooting videos in a fucking gas station lot that i probably caught the bus to. i'd be try'na perfect my own shit. that way, if the day ever comes that my name and my weight in the game are significant enough to really knock her out the box, i'd have free reign to do it. "make sense, don't it? now make dollars." -Jay-Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in closing, get about yours and quit worrying about hers. you'll go a lot further than that on location set of The Wire. peace and love. be blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fleetwood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-7961608429066778107?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/7961608429066778107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/04/nigganess-for-2010-vol-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7961608429066778107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7961608429066778107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/04/nigganess-for-2010-vol-1.html' title='...nigganess for 2010, vol. 1.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-7467656965709147245</id><published>2010-04-14T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T09:31:38.089-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...i'm fucking back</title><content type='html'>...i don't know how consistent i'll be, i have HELLA shit to do these days, but recent events definitely have me under the inspired act. let's get shit crackin. high fives for violence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-7467656965709147245?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/7467656965709147245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-fucking-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7467656965709147245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7467656965709147245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/04/im-fucking-back.html' title='...i&apos;m fucking back'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-6063275569464415840</id><published>2010-01-13T13:29:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:07:30.729-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...so un-Fleet-like</title><content type='html'>i know you prolly think I'm shootin game&lt;br /&gt;But the truth is babe&lt;br /&gt;I'm diggin you&lt;br /&gt;And we can do whatever you tryna get into&lt;br /&gt;Your convo&lt;br /&gt;Got my heart racin like OJ in the bronco&lt;br /&gt;Sista, you a killa..incendiary as a cinder..a knockout, your brain &amp; beauty's such a perfect combo&lt;br /&gt;Let's&lt;br /&gt;Put our chemistry to the test&lt;br /&gt;hands on&lt;br /&gt;Connect like elec-trons in a covalent bond&lt;br /&gt;Tryna get my grown man on while the slow jams blow&lt;br /&gt;And showcase to you all the shit that F stands fo&lt;br /&gt;Well...........not quite all, but anyway, I'm tryna chill&lt;br /&gt;I ain't frontin, I'm fareal&lt;br /&gt;You can capture me, and enslave me with your sensuality&lt;br /&gt;It ain't a fallacy&lt;br /&gt;We can exercise fantasies and burn calories&lt;br /&gt;Find your heartbeat&lt;br /&gt;Wit my fingertips and feel your soul flutter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the addiction is fatal, I ain't rehabbin&lt;br /&gt;Your essence leave a faint fragrance of cocaine every time we get it crackin&lt;br /&gt;So it's fair to say, I'm fiendin for you badly&lt;br /&gt;Give a nigga fever...foreplay to finale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dig it&lt;br /&gt;I'm try'na make it vivid&lt;br /&gt;To the point that it's a dream that we constantly relivin&lt;br /&gt;Take you where bliss is&lt;br /&gt;Together we can share forever every minute &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til it ends&lt;br /&gt;And your voodoo make me want it one mo gin&lt;br /&gt;Work my root wit your touch&lt;br /&gt;For which I'ma glutton...the satisfaction give me a rush&lt;br /&gt;More significant than lust&lt;br /&gt;Fuck if it's devil's pie, I'm eating everything from the filling to the crust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brown skin lady...shine like the black star&lt;br /&gt;You are&lt;br /&gt;Let me share your luminous light&lt;br /&gt;While we steal kisses like thieves in the night&lt;br /&gt;I fail to fathom a definition or an explanation&lt;br /&gt;For the feeling when you begging me, ".......faster" between respirations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm try'na give you pleasure til your fingernails&lt;br /&gt;Rippin skin, and your legs quiverin measures on the richter scale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment won't be an issue...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-6063275569464415840?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/6063275569464415840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-un-fleet-like.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/6063275569464415840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/6063275569464415840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-un-fleet-like.html' title='...so un-Fleet-like'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-7873491403258170104</id><published>2009-12-22T09:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T08:59:54.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'>....cypher outside WPFW..Flex Matthews, Blak King, yours truly, the homie Renell...and another cat who was ill but i never got his name...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=741989819373&amp;ref=mf"&gt;we're dope.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-7873491403258170104?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/7873491403258170104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/cypher-outside-wpfwflex-matthews-blak.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7873491403258170104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7873491403258170104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/cypher-outside-wpfwflex-matthews-blak.html' title='....cypher outside WPFW..Flex Matthews, Blak King, yours truly, the homie Renell...and another cat who was ill but i never got his name...'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-3086441778432755318</id><published>2009-12-21T10:25:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T12:25:15.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...big shit for St. Louis area muzik...Bryant Stewart's "A Perfect Change"</title><content type='html'>...aight, it's pure coincidence that this is my first real in depth take on something music related...but the music itself ain't a fluke. if you've followed the STL rap scene since Nelly put the city on the map with Country Grammar, you will see what's been by and large a buncha shit that sounds the same. there are quite a few MCs that hold the city down skill-wise like &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/vandalyzm"&gt;Vandalyzm&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/tefpoe"&gt;Tef Poe&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=QxUqBahm5gQ"&gt;Corey Black&lt;/a&gt;, Black Spade, Wafeek, et al. but these cats have all been doing their thing in and outside the area for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what we as a city lack in my opinion (i say 'we' as a St. Louis resident of 6 years), is a wave of younger artists to carry the flag and put their own imprint on music. enter the youngin Bryant Stewart. MC/vocalist/hustler. dude's been doing his thing, improving and sharpening his craft for a while, and he is now presenting his first mixtape, entitled "A Perfect Change". before i end this long ass intro and actually give you my take on the project, i'd like to say that this is probably the most refreshing thing i've heard from a STL artist in a looooong time. so now that we past formalities....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tape (or EP in my opinion, same diff. tho...) begins with "Wake Up Call (I Go Hard)", which is one of the more hunger driven tracks on what is predominately a project with a real chill vibe about it. Bryant flexes not only solid lyrics, but a rather polished singing voice as well. "Homemade" paints a picture of the St. Louis music scene and one man's ambivalence toward it. real smooth joint. "i wouldn't change my latitude//or my longitude, cuz that coordinates the place where i gained my gratitude" - the boy kinda goes in. "Tip Top Flow" is followed by one of the highlights of the project, "Flashing Lights". here, Bryant speaks poignantly on the materialism our culture is so magnetized by. dope subject matter fused with truthful, witty lyrics. another personal favorite comes a few tracks later on "Blame It On the Game". hungry verses with an assist from Dj Corbett. as a lyricist and a fan of that art, i believe  Bryant best exhibits that aspect of his game on this joint. just listen. the tape closes with "Appreciation", a humble shout out to those who show  love, and a stiff jab to the naysayers. he gets busy here, too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've watched this cat's music grow for a few years now and i have to say, i am very proud of what he accomplished on this tape. i ain't gon yap how it's the dopest shit ever, but as an overall artist and songwriter this cat ahead of the typical 19 year old by a considerable margin. he stays true to himself ,what he believes talks and speaks honestly about issues that need addressing without being preachy - a trait some artists never master. i definitely can co-sign this project as one worth checking out and this brother as one worth looking out for. &lt;a href="http://www.letschangeus.com/"&gt;click and DOWNLOAD&lt;/a&gt; here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-3086441778432755318?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/3086441778432755318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-shit-for-st-louis-area-muzikbryant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/3086441778432755318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/3086441778432755318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/big-shit-for-st-louis-area-muzikbryant.html' title='...big shit for St. Louis area muzik...Bryant Stewart&apos;s &quot;A Perfect Change&quot;'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-4029726800038774691</id><published>2009-12-10T10:11:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:06:39.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...aight..so i don't wanna do it, but everybody else has...and some people just sound like dumbasses, so here we go.</title><content type='html'>In the last couple of weeks, I know everybody's heard about this Eldrick Woods situation. Dude got caught up with a side piece, wife allegedly beat on him, he dropped 7 figures to keep the chick, yadda, yadda, etc. Whatever with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to talk about dude's personal life at all. All I can say is that karma is very real, I've been in that position and made the wrong decision as far as temptation goes and it's a helluva road to walk. The onus of gaining that trust back and having to look your lady in the face after the fact is daunting to put it lightly. But a dope thing about life is that as long as you have it to live, you have opportunities to make amends for most bullshit you do. Hopefully, he learns from this, is able to improve, and enrich his marital and family life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some g shit, when I first heard about the whole situation, all I could do was shake my head. Not for the fact that he got caught up, but for the fact that the media and the easily distracted people who listen to that bullshit were about to assassinate his character. As long as we've known of Eldrick and his heritage, dude's never been the type to take a stand as far as race goes. At points, it has appeared as though his ethnicity is something he represses and tries to distance himself from as much as possible. He's taken a considerable amount of flack from pressed, probably envious people who have their vantage points on the topics of race and him as a person. Though I've pondered whether or not he's ashamed of his race, I've always taken dude more so as a cat that just wants to do what he loves, get his money and go home, which is something I don't find fault in. That notwithstanding, I knew that he was going to be treated as a 'nigger' in the eyes of this finicky machine that is the American press.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've seen coverage of this issue as though dude's murdered somebody. Granted, the decision to cheat was a bad look, bet, I got that. But damn, how many men and women, celebrity and non-celebrity, have committed infidelity in their lifetime? Like I thought. But it's really corny how prominent folks of color get slandered and slaughtered in this country for the mistakes that they make. I understand the history of oppression we have and continue to suffer to a great extent and the fact that one's spot in 'their' crosshairs will only become larger as a person's pocket or stature increases, and although I know the answer and it's reason, I still must ask - why are the mistakes of our people vilified and amplified? This is certainly not the most sexually immoral shit ever done by a celebrity. Google Woody Allen and Soon-Yi Previn. That disgusting shit with Antoinette Davis prostituting her 5 year old daughter didn't get 1/3 of the burn this story's getting. Where the fuck are the priorities of the folks who delegate what's news right now? C'mon, son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i wrap my lunch up, all these women (*sigh* especially black women) throwing dude under the bus, shut the fuck up. "Shouldn'ta be fuckin that white girl", "that's what he get for acting white", etc. Wrap it up. There's a plague of women who have no idea how to even keep a mate right now, so a lot more of y'all ought focus on self and family as opposed to passing judgment on that man and his preferences. Don't get me wrong, I love my sisters with everything I have. God gave the world it's greatest gift and resource when he created y'all, but those of you kicking that shit...Matthew 7:3-5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, let Eldrick be. Dude's a human being that fucked up. Don't throw rocks on no spiteful, envious shit. Shit ain't no business of yours or mine no way. Hold your head, Tiger. I see you, nigga. *scroll for fist pumpage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jeffhaynesmedia.com/PHOTOS/sports/SPORT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 341px; height: 435px;" src="http://jeffhaynesmedia.com/PHOTOS/sports/SPORT.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-4029726800038774691?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/4029726800038774691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/aightso-i-dont-wanna-do-it-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4029726800038774691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4029726800038774691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/aightso-i-dont-wanna-do-it-but.html' title='...aight..so i don&apos;t wanna do it, but everybody else has...and some people just sound like dumbasses, so here we go.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-9093266685213473664</id><published>2009-12-05T11:28:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:18:39.022-05:00</updated><title type='text'>..some of the funniest intentionally/unintentional shit i've ever seen</title><content type='html'>watch the lil boy's facial expressions throughout the shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGdCeMayUjk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bGdCeMayUjk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-9093266685213473664?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/9093266685213473664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-of-funniest-intentionallyunintenti.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/9093266685213473664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/9093266685213473664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/some-of-funniest-intentionallyunintenti.html' title='..some of the funniest intentionally/unintentional shit i&apos;ve ever seen'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-5075126519726668786</id><published>2009-12-03T12:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T12:00:45.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>...more wackness i don't really wanna post..but here you are, nonetheless.</title><content type='html'>this is yours truly...in the BRIGHT ass green shirt. doing something on stage other than rapping. hella embarrassing. i swore i'd never willingly post this, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/rightmind215"&gt;@RightMind215&lt;/a&gt; that i hate him for making me do this shit. plug your ears and try not to laugh too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NiiDzOQMbAQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NiiDzOQMbAQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-5075126519726668786?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/5075126519726668786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-wackness-i-dont-really-wanna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5075126519726668786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5075126519726668786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/12/more-wackness-i-dont-really-wanna.html' title='...more wackness i don&apos;t really wanna post..but here you are, nonetheless.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-1594090883014234205</id><published>2009-11-26T09:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T10:12:23.743-05:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thanksgiving and all that shit.</title><content type='html'>....so, uh, yeah. i swear i've all but completely abdicated this blog, but since this is one of those walking contradictions of American history we celebrate, i figured it was only right. i wasn't able to make it home to kick it w/ the family this year, but i am gon get my food and food induced itis on nonetheless. but aside from all that, i everyone's holiday is safe and fulfilling for both your stomach and your soul. if you happen to be working today, *points and laughs* hopefully somebody saves you a plate. build w/ your fam and friends...put the eye for an eye shit away for at least a day, kick back and have a good time. peace/love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-1594090883014234205?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/1594090883014234205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-and-all-that-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/1594090883014234205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/1594090883014234205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving-and-all-that-shit.html' title='happy thanksgiving and all that shit.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-4864821352977425886</id><published>2009-10-31T11:58:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:11:52.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'>me being wack in front of an agonized audience.</title><content type='html'>shouts to &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/Shyvonne"&gt; @Shyvonne &lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/RightMind215"&gt; @RightMind215 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KorA98mVyM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1KorA98mVyM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;free show tonight. 3239 M St NW...DC. 5:30 pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-4864821352977425886?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/4864821352977425886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-being-wack-in-front-of-agonized.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4864821352977425886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4864821352977425886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/10/me-being-wack-in-front-of-agonized.html' title='me being wack in front of an agonized audience.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-2156829819070505103</id><published>2009-10-31T11:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T11:56:50.389-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...hola.</title><content type='html'>....i'm back bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-2156829819070505103?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/2156829819070505103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/2156829819070505103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/2156829819070505103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola.html' title='...hola.'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-5591146392599771109</id><published>2009-09-04T07:48:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T12:07:17.555-04:00</updated><title type='text'>LeGarrette Blount....really, fam?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OtPoC8jJzRA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OtPoC8jJzRA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aight..so....i don't know how many of y'all actually watched this game, cuz unless you were on the west coast, your night was either just beginning or you were on your way to bed like i was....if you are awake now (which most y'all should be) and you caught Sportscenter this morning, you probably saw Oregon RB LeGarrette Blount plant homie from Boise State on the blue turf with a right jab. now, dude had talked a considerable amount of shit concerning this game about what he and the Ducks were prepared to do after taking the L at home to these same Boise State Broncos last year, 37-32. while defeat is always a bitter taste for a competitor, that game was most infamously marked by some flagrantly late hits by Boise State players, one of which took Oregon QB Jeremiah Masoli out of the game with a concussion. so when asked by Sports Illustrated about this game, Blount was quoted as saying, "we owe that team an ass whooping." interestingly enough, dude was a lot closer to handing them that in last year's loss. he had a rock solid performance (18 carries, 99 yards, and a TD). this year, neither he nor Oregon fared nearly as well. they were restricted to 8 points and Blount was held to, ironically, 8 total yards (one less than his jersey number). at least the nigga got a 2 point conversion in tho, l m a o.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-5591146392599771109?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/5591146392599771109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/09/legarrette-blountreally-fam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5591146392599771109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5591146392599771109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/09/legarrette-blountreally-fam.html' title='LeGarrette Blount....really, fam?'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-365185567018986327</id><published>2009-09-01T07:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:58:05.937-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...yesterday's show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/Sp0QUPqHHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/6rnm63yAvm4/s1600-h/27005648-382d5d9abcccea90390ae5b9494183e9.4a9d103d-scaled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/Sp0QUPqHHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/6rnm63yAvm4/s320/27005648-382d5d9abcccea90390ae5b9494183e9.4a9d103d-scaled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376471470136827682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...aight..so..yesterday...for those that follow me on twitter (http://www.twitter.com/F_ckDumbItDown for those that don't)...you prolly saw all my updates talkin about the Rock the Bells show @ 930 w/ Supernatural, Slum Village, Reflection Eternal and Slaughterhouse w/ Pete Rock hosting..but...as this picture above shows..Slaughterhouse wasn't there...which was much to the disdain of prolly 80% of the people in attendance..including me..i fuck w/ SV and Reflection..but the majority of the reason i spent $40ish on my ticket was to see Slaughterhouse doin some of the album cuts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...but moving on..doors opened @ 7....but they pretty much played music until about 9 pm...they ain't even do soundcheck til then...and none of the artists had made any appearances or anything like that..so..we actually cyphered for about 45 minutes..i jumped in and started doin my wack rapper thing i do from time to time...once all that was over..and i did a lil bit of conversing....FINALLY at close to 9:30, Pete Rock hit the stage..got the crowd hype..took it back w/ some 90s hip hop...predominately joints he produced..that kinda set kinda gives you an appreciation for not only the work Pete's put in over the years..but also, how much classic and timeless material we've been able to accumulate in thing of ours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..he brought out Supernatural..and i've heard this guy's name quite a few times over my 20 years..but i've never seen him in action...if you love raw hip hop and pure skill and you are unfamiliar like i was before last night....i definitely can co-sign checkin him out..dude has been called 'the freestyle king' and i can attest to it being a fitting moniker..first he came out just freestyling off things he was seeing in the crowd..then he took 2 words from the audience..and one from Pete Rock and flipped each of them in a separate verse..then he had cats in the first couple rows hold up things he could grab and improv on...that shit was SICK...a cat held up his razor phone, he told dude "this phone a lil old, you need to upgrade.."..l m a o...i held up my pad cuz you know i keep that wit me...he was like "i rip shit off the top..i'ont need a pad.."...then shook my hand..then he proceeded to do that type shit for about 20 or so other random things people in the crowd held up...seriously..dude is ill...i think his set mighta been the livest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..then after what felt like Pete Rock spinning for like 45 min-1 hour...Slum Village came out..i gotta say..i'm hella ashamed as a hip hop fan..i didn't know nearly enough of they lyrics...El and T3 put on a dope ass show nonetheless, tho...kicked shit from their forthcoming "Villa Manifesto" project..which sounded uber promising...more well known joints like "Selfish" and "Tainted"..and classics like "Raise It Up" and "I Don't Know"...T3 is mad energetic on stage..and El is hella cool....but they ripped shit down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Kweli was the most anticipated cat of the evening for me, since Slaughterhouse couldn't be there...and he definitely didn't disappoint..he and Hi-Tek ran seamlessly thru banger after banger...from some of the more recent stuff like "Hostile Gospel", "Say Something" and "Never Been in Love"...and CLASSIC Reflection Eternal shit...the joints that make Train of Thought one of my 10 favorite albums ever..i'm sure he did "The Blast" (but i had to go cuz Metro don't give a fuck about me in particular)...but he rocked "Eternalists", "Down For The Count" "Memories Live".."Move Something" and "Too Late"..his set brought me back to when i was 11, ridin around wit my cousin listenin to that album...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...overall, it was a great night despite some sloppy execution at first...AND i went to the studio earlier that day..(can you say new Fleetwood shit?...go ahead..say it)..but it was a dope day if you a hip hop lover..which i am...i'm kinda likin this DC shit...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-365185567018986327?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/365185567018986327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterdays-show.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/365185567018986327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/365185567018986327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/09/yesterdays-show.html' title='...yesterday&apos;s show'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/Sp0QUPqHHyI/AAAAAAAAACg/6rnm63yAvm4/s72-c/27005648-382d5d9abcccea90390ae5b9494183e9.4a9d103d-scaled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-7364118519154760791</id><published>2009-08-15T08:04:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T08:07:31.444-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...good morning</title><content type='html'>wake up, beautiful people...physically and mentally...God first...get it for your family...get it for self...quit waitin on Barack to change some shit and be the change (that nigga ain't on shit anyway..)...shine from your mind with the brilliance God gave you.............later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-7364118519154760791?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/7364118519154760791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7364118519154760791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/7364118519154760791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/good-morning.html' title='...good morning'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-5216097153329563030</id><published>2009-08-08T11:04:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:04:03.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss and Tail...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SpPDr-G17xI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ehrvd-zxBII/s1600-h/karrine-steffans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853940556623634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SpPDr-G17xI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ehrvd-zxBII/s320/karrine-steffans.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....this is the Kiss and Tail movie that dropped a month or so ago...where they talkin about the whole hip hop groupie 'phenomenon' if you will....some broad that claims she Method Man baby mama is on there talkin for a minute..then they commence to goin in on Superhead...i ain't sure if i can embed this....but...shit was pretty intriguing, actually...so..you're welcome..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/videoplayer/player.php?SID=dl053&amp;FID=63420570&amp;FN=www.filmikz.net  Kiss.And.Tail.avi.flv&amp;iframewidth=648&amp;iframeheight=415&amp;width=640&amp;height=370&amp;H=63420570c511f025&amp;ISL=1"&gt;zSHARE video - www.filmikz.net Kiss.And.Tail.avi.flv&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-5216097153329563030?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/5216097153329563030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/kiss-and-tail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5216097153329563030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/5216097153329563030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/kiss-and-tail.html' title='Kiss and Tail...'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SpPDr-G17xI/AAAAAAAAACY/Ehrvd-zxBII/s72-c/karrine-steffans.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-91711443601637043</id><published>2009-08-08T00:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T09:38:03.892-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...your dose of nigga-ness...</title><content type='html'>this whole shit seems like a set up on the cool...but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNzjl-FuEwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PNzjl-FuEwQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......far as Brisco as a rapper, in my opinion..he's not that bad...not great..but not bad...but this is one thing i really hate....like..why is it that niggas deem it necessary to 'stunt' and be so overbearingly flashy when they get a little bit of bread.....i personally have never really been into jewelry....i find the idea of a grown man talkin about his diamonds to be, well, rather feminine. and on top of that...it makes you such an easy target for things like this..praise God that nobody lost they life in this incident...but as a cat that came up in the same type neighborhood this occured in.....i think dude kinda brought it on himself wit all the excess.....the streets always gon be watchin..the thirsty cats that do these type things for sport and the have-nots are always gon be lookin for a come-up..whether it's to get a name..or to get some paper up out you....and when you not smart/humble enough to realize that.....things like this happen......smh @ the police officer that gave the statement..i ain't know whether to be offended or die laughin...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-91711443601637043?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/91711443601637043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-dose-of-nigga-ness.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/91711443601637043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/91711443601637043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-dose-of-nigga-ness.html' title='...your dose of nigga-ness...'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-2091482901601018418</id><published>2009-08-05T14:50:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T15:10:25.084-04:00</updated><title type='text'>you first daily dose of nigga-ness</title><content type='html'>...this is somethin i plan on updating frequently...the term "nigga-ness" i got from the homie Nas...and this song (one of my favorites to drop in a while):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-mNjh2y_rM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/o-mNjh2y_rM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..but this here i'm just gon use so that y'all can keep in mind what we as black folks, and human beings period need to admonish ourselves and each other not to become...and it's gon be presented most of the time in some hilarious showing of stupidity...so..here we go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..today...we have Philly hip hop vet Gillie Da Kid in the stu w/ his guys...and some Trey Songz lookin nigga(who is also from Philly) is talkin about being a blood..Gillie and everybody else in the room is treatin dude....since, apparently there are no bloods and crips active in Philadelphia...but he's goin to all of these lengths to authenticate the dumb shit he's saying, whilst making himself look like even more of an idiot..marijuana is apparently a helluva drug..so there's your premise..and here's your video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iw4YU5fEB-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iw4YU5fEB-M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-2091482901601018418?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/2091482901601018418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-first-daily-dose-of-nigga-ness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/2091482901601018418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/2091482901601018418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/you-first-daily-dose-of-nigga-ness.html' title='you first daily dose of nigga-ness'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-3028777239061369551</id><published>2009-08-05T11:43:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T12:47:32.277-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyndi lauper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lil kim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='failure'/><title type='text'>Lil Kim FAILS.........</title><content type='html'>..ummm...i'ont really know what to describe this as...other than a person being totally oblivious and having complete disregard for the fool they are making of themselves.......Lil Kim &amp;amp; Cyndi Lauper doing a "remix" to "Time After Time"...hilarity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRh7wz4qgoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dRh7wz4qgoI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and watch around the middle how Cyndi MURDERED Kim on her own shit....l m a o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-3028777239061369551?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/3028777239061369551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-kim-fails.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/3028777239061369551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/3028777239061369551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/lil-kim-fails.html' title='Lil Kim FAILS.........'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-4499248747621980904</id><published>2009-08-02T12:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T07:00:52.198-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleetwood deville'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new south'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleetwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deville'/><title type='text'>....remember when i said i was gon plug the really bad muzik i do?</title><content type='html'>....well...i hates to be that type of nigga..but today...i gots to be that type of nigga....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...ummm...i'm an avid Jay-Z listener..been that way since about '98 or '99...so now..as an MC...there are joints of his that i'll pass on getting on..just cuz they're a lil too heavy..(if you rhyme..for real..you know what i mean)...and then there are others like that new single wit 'Ye and Rihanna ("Run This Town")...crazy ass beat..and i know other people are gonna ruin it...so i gotta take to arms and see to it that somebody does it a wee bit of justice......so...here...we have that situation...props to the homie DJ Swift...one of the iller DJs in NY..he gon be a cat to see about if you want exclusives on me and really anything that resembles dope...you can holla @ my guy at either &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/djswiftOFFICIAL"&gt;www.twitter.com/djswiftOFFICIAL&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.epicsense.net/"&gt;http://www.epicsense.net/&lt;/a&gt; ...much love to him for upping this..and w/o further ado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/6348828522635b42/"&gt;http://www.zshare.net/audio/6348828522635b42/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..and if zshare is bein sucky: &lt;a href="http://sharebee.com/c4f3f370"&gt;http://sharebee.com/c4f3f370&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..lemme know somethin..i appreciate any feedback y'all provide..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-4499248747621980904?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/4499248747621980904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-when-i-said-i-was-gon-plug.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4499248747621980904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/4499248747621980904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/08/remember-when-i-said-i-was-gon-plug.html' title='....remember when i said i was gon plug the really bad muzik i do?'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-893876009606513244</id><published>2009-07-29T18:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:16:13.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>so Brett Favre's stayin retired.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SnDXshbSfnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jqpVwVTfLnc/s1600-h/brett-favre2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 376px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SnDXshbSfnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jqpVwVTfLnc/s400/brett-favre2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364024316085304946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...if i'm correct..yesterday, the homie Brett told Minnesota that he wasn't gon come back. he said that it was basically due to the fact that he didn't feel confident enough in his health to give it another run. personally, although i'm not a packer fan, i respect Brett and all that he's done in his career. he's one of the fiercest competitors ever in the NFL at any position, without question. wit that said....am i glad he's staying retired? yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..a couple reasons for that: one, i think it's a hoe move for a cat that built his legend, cemented his legacy, and won a championship in Green Bay to go to one of their fiercest rivals...a divisional opponent at that. two, if i was Brett, ain't no way Green Bay woulda told me they'd give me $20 million to sit my ass down and just make a couple appearances now and again, and i decline that. i mean, monetarily..i'm sure you've already accumulated multi-millionaire status just from bein almost 2 decades deep in the league, spending most of that time as one of it's most popular players. add another $20 million windfall..and you don't have to do anything else, other than make sure you don't blow your dough like Stanley Burrell did. i think wit those implications, one could swallow all that 'competitive hunger', right? but i ain't never played in the NFL, so i can't really tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..my third reason for being happy he's out...is pretty much the same reason we're glad to see every great athlete retire once they are aging....everybody LOVED MJ when he was bustin Utah, Portland, Phoenix, and Seattle asses back in the 90s...but very few of us really wanted to see him, pushin 40..in a Wizards uniform at that...missin games, lookin like a far cry from the guy that had every kid born in the 80s stickin out they tongue on the basketball court. and what's crazy is, he wasn't a Mailman or a Glove..a guy a decade plus into his career without  a ring...he won all 6 he played for. as salty and sad as many of us were to see him go...nobody coulda went out any smoother than Mike did. so him comin back..and just lookin old was tough to swallow. same applies w/ Brett....just the fact of him even goin to NY last year was just so crazy too imagine....it was like imagining Dan Marino...in a Bills jersey..or actually having to see Emmitt in an Arizona uniform..smh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...wit that said...he's still one of the 5 best quarterbacks i could say i saw in my lifetime. he's thrown the most TD (and INTs...but fuck it)...lead a buncha relative no-names on offense to a championship in '96-'97 and a very close runner-up finish the following year...and he's made some of the most impossible lookin throws appear almost effortless...the wreckless abandon he played with was what made him so graceful to watch...the heart he exhibited made him the guy you loved rooting for...and his leadership made him a guy that teammates could respect and believe in, regardless of the situation....so, congrats on finally retiring. kick your feet up Brett...fuck it, you deserve it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-893876009606513244?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/893876009606513244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-brett-favres-stayin-retired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/893876009606513244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/893876009606513244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-brett-favres-stayin-retired.html' title='so Brett Favre&apos;s stayin retired.......'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/SnDXshbSfnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jqpVwVTfLnc/s72-c/brett-favre2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3341460296177494707.post-6098134421100949108</id><published>2009-07-28T18:25:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T18:35:17.778-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whatevertheefuck'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleetwood'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deville'/><title type='text'>...myintrotoletuknow</title><content type='html'>most of y'all don't know me...cuz i really ain't shit...but whatever wit that...i go by Fleetwood....i'm 20 years old...i'm blessed to be a father to 2 of the most beautiful creatures God gave this world...i work a 9 to 5..i do muzik...and i love it..hip hop is life for a nigga..whether it's a heated discussion about who's iller than who...what was so and so's dopest album..or me myself puttin the pen to the page....it's my passion and i think that will be apparent as you read...i've got an opinion on a broad range of things, hence this blog will address a broad range of things...feel free to holla at me w/ any questions you got..and say what's on your mind..cuz i damn sure am gon speak mine...w/ that said...thank you for takin time out your day to come fuck w/ an everyday dude.....let's fuckin rock.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3341460296177494707-6098134421100949108?l=fdeville.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/feeds/6098134421100949108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/07/myintrotoletuknow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/6098134421100949108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3341460296177494707/posts/default/6098134421100949108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fdeville.blogspot.com/2009/07/myintrotoletuknow.html' title='...myintrotoletuknow'/><author><name>F. DeVille</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10057882794698249114</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E3-4qv-7Lzw/TFxLPBq-zdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BGhOq6aD9ts/S220/38853_10150235085150542_576050541_13912667_6604989_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
