<?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-6756536453531797542</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:00:46.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Favorite Writer's Favorite Writer</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-759068193025731707</id><published>2009-04-29T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T13:33:43.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We Can Get There If We Try</title><content type='html'>Tantric verbatim collides with silk doorknobs.&lt;br /&gt;They weave through the carpet sparking brass truth.&lt;br /&gt;Projecting subconciously around gold weather vanes.&lt;br /&gt;Sonically breaking the suns flares towards white knives.&lt;br /&gt;Not limiting the silver rain pouring over black lilies.&lt;br /&gt;Leap frogging over diamond shaped clusters.&lt;br /&gt;Illiuminating when touched by naysayers, looking down on giants.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-759068193025731707?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/759068193025731707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=759068193025731707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/759068193025731707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/759068193025731707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-can-get-there-if-we-try.html' title='We Can Get There If We Try'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-3059168871246792879</id><published>2009-02-23T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T12:48:17.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Your Hip Hop Vol.3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SaMHB_1WEcI/AAAAAAAAACc/8qDzSOgxRkM/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306092516869018050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SaMHB_1WEcI/AAAAAAAAACc/8qDzSOgxRkM/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; To be honest with you, if you haven't heard this album and you call yourself a hip hop fan, just jump off a cliff now. Enter The 36 Chambers was released late 1993 and was propelled by the single Protect Ya Neck. Though not a commercial success at first it gained momentum and was critically- acclaimed. This showcased the talents of nine emcess: The RZA, GZA, Raekwon, Method Man, Old Dirty Bastard, U-God, Inspectah Deck, Ghostface Killah, and Masta Killa. Enter 36 Chambers proved to the world that New York rap was back and the Wu Tang Clan was at the fore front of the movement. Six teen years after the albums release this is still one of hip hop's best achievements. Most of the members have gone on to solo sucess and dropped classics in their own right. The RZA has gone on to be considered one of the best hip hop producers to pick up a MPC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SaME2sUVLvI/AAAAAAAAACU/yNX8jye_0Lg/s1600-h/pp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-3059168871246792879?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/3059168871246792879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=3059168871246792879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3059168871246792879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3059168871246792879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2009/02/know-your-hip-hop-vol3.html' title='Know Your Hip Hop Vol.3'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SaMHB_1WEcI/AAAAAAAAACc/8qDzSOgxRkM/s72-c/36.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-9085727793282829312</id><published>2008-08-12T23:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T23:58:09.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Your Homework</title><content type='html'>You can't turn on your television or go on the internet without someone talking about voting. I'm not a politically person at all. So when people ask me who am I voting for I tell them I dont know yet. They look at me weird and tell me that I need to vote for Obama. Besides everyone and their mama supporting Obama I don't know much about him. I dont know his polices, where he stands on gay marriage, the war in Iraq, abortion, etc. Same goes with McCain. I'm not hoping on anyone's bandwagon without doing my homework. Election day is November 4th so I still have a lot of time to decide who I want to throw my support behind. Who knows I might like McCain more then Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So whoever you're voting for on election day make sure you did your homework and know why you're voting for that person. Just don't vote for someone because they might be more popular then another candidate. Because when people ask you why you voted for you'll have an intelligent answer to give them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-9085727793282829312?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/9085727793282829312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=9085727793282829312' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9085727793282829312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9085727793282829312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/08/do-your-homework.html' title='Do Your Homework'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-6978099025087802735</id><published>2008-08-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T14:38:03.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Your Hip Hop Vol.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SKH_tOfyfqI/AAAAAAAAABo/G0RZ97qD0gw/s1600-h/lauryn+hill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233745394431852194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SKH_tOfyfqI/AAAAAAAAABo/G0RZ97qD0gw/s320/lauryn+hill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lauryn Hill is one the greatest musicians to ever live and this album proved it. The Miseducation of Lauryn Hill dropped August 25, 1998 at #1 on the Billboard charts. This album earned her 11 grammy nominations and she won 5 including Best New Artist, Best R&amp;amp;B album and Album of the Year. This album is filled with soulful ballads with love, pain, hurt and rejoice and this album has the greastest break up song of all time, Ex Factor. This also showed that there is still a place for a strong black women in hip hop and they can have something to say. Even though Ms.Hill has been MIA lately making appearances here and there and a Fugee's reunion album have been rumored. Lauryn doesn't have to write another song the rest of her life, she has her masterpiece.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-6978099025087802735?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/6978099025087802735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=6978099025087802735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/6978099025087802735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/6978099025087802735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/08/know-your-hip-hop-vol2.html' title='Know Your Hip Hop Vol.2'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SKH_tOfyfqI/AAAAAAAAABo/G0RZ97qD0gw/s72-c/lauryn+hill.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-5283093573658806530</id><published>2008-07-31T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T14:16:34.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This Might Be About Her</title><content type='html'>I know nothing else matters and that you can't seem to get away. Your makeup is smeared because you cried all night. Get in your car and just drive away, but gas is too expensive to even think about that. Called into work because bearing the world just seems like another meaningless task that you can afford to d0 right now. Open your window and pray out aloud maybe God didn't hear you last night as tear streamed down on your face. Butterflies and dandelions play in a field that you walked bare foot through. Those were happy memories when he stilled loved you and before summer froze over, not it seems like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMILE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-5283093573658806530?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/5283093573658806530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=5283093573658806530' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/5283093573658806530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/5283093573658806530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-might-be-about-her.html' title='This Might Be About Her'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-4378133809587633723</id><published>2008-07-31T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:58:48.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's About Time</title><content type='html'>Heard it all my life,&lt;br /&gt;Think of something new,&lt;br /&gt;Not orginal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand,&lt;br /&gt;It rolls off the tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my lips,&lt;br /&gt;And yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hypocrisy kills you,&lt;br /&gt;Deal with it,&lt;br /&gt;I had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sweat off my back,&lt;br /&gt;But people always bat eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run with 400 years,&lt;br /&gt;On your back.&lt;br /&gt;Then tell me,&lt;br /&gt;How your shoulders hurt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-4378133809587633723?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/4378133809587633723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=4378133809587633723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4378133809587633723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4378133809587633723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-about-time.html' title='It&apos;s About Time'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-1769848365167534046</id><published>2008-07-03T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:21:26.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Know Your Hip Hop Vol.1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SG0T7Ksz7JI/AAAAAAAAABg/DH8p_pInPAs/s1600-h/cube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218849450397789330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SG0T7Ksz7JI/AAAAAAAAABg/DH8p_pInPAs/s320/cube.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, if you thought Ice Cube(O'Shea Jackson) just did family movies, you're sadly mistaken. Ice Cube left N.W.A. when their popularity was at it's peak. Having written half of N.W.A.'s proverbial middle finger to the world, Straight Outta Compton, Cube left because of royality disputes. On May 16, 1990 he dropped his CLASSIC debut album Amerikkka's Most Wanted. Cube shocked everyone when he enlisted The Bomb Squad(Public Enemy's production team) to produce his album. The album went on to become a commercial success and went platinum two months later. Having been released over 18 years ago, this album stands the test of time as being of the one of the best hip hop albums of all time and most influential. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you don't know, now you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-1769848365167534046?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/1769848365167534046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=1769848365167534046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1769848365167534046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1769848365167534046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/07/know-your-hip-hop-vol1.html' title='Know Your Hip Hop Vol.1'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/SG0T7Ksz7JI/AAAAAAAAABg/DH8p_pInPAs/s72-c/cube.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-4543156672413621737</id><published>2008-07-01T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T13:29:40.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shit Talking, Mud Slingling and The After Effects</title><content type='html'>What I never understood is why people talk shit or down about someone? I know I've been guilty of doing this but for the most part I stay away from it, never been a fan of it. If you have a problem with someone or something they do why not speak up and say something to that person. Why the need to go behind their back and talk shit. I see people who talk shit as two groups: the first group being the kind of person who talks shit or slings mud and stays away from that person and doesn't want to associate with said person. The other kind, in my opinion is the worst one, the person who talks behind a person's back and then goes hangs out with said person(i.e. partying with that person, pretending to be their friend, etc.....).  This absolutely blows my mind how someone can do this. What does this get you? Do people feel like they have some sort of power when they talk behind someone's back? Do you feel like you have a upper hand on that person? Or do you just feel like you're better then that person? I hate to burst your bubble but, you're not better then that person. Guess what? Grow a fucking spine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're mad this any way shape or form, guess what? You're a shit talker and I'm talking to you. If I hurt feelings good, grow a pair and learn how to speak your mind. It's okay to hurt feelings here and there as long as you are telling the truth. Most people would rather know the truth and have hurt feelings then have someone talk behind their back and them not know. I guess I might have a little more integrity them some other people I know. Don't get it twisted, I'm not saying I'm better because I'm not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-4543156672413621737?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/4543156672413621737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=4543156672413621737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4543156672413621737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4543156672413621737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/07/shit-talking-mud-slingling-and-after.html' title='Shit Talking, Mud Slingling and The After Effects'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-8746393321623185790</id><published>2008-06-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:38:26.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine and Yours</title><content type='html'>My hustle,&lt;br /&gt;Was/is,&lt;br /&gt;Different from yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never,&lt;br /&gt;Slang dope,&lt;br /&gt;On the street corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my 9 to 5.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed doing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHen the chips fall,&lt;br /&gt;It's all on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask me,&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;I believe in whast I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They deserve a chance.&lt;br /&gt;They took a chance with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm repaying the favor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone needs a hand.&lt;br /&gt;I just so happen,&lt;br /&gt;To give all ten toes,&lt;br /&gt;Ten fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All while standing before the executioner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-8746393321623185790?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/8746393321623185790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=8746393321623185790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8746393321623185790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8746393321623185790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/06/mine-and-yours.html' title='Mine and Yours'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-3650847652048100206</id><published>2008-06-17T09:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:35:26.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Board Games</title><content type='html'>Because I wasn't into playing games.&lt;br /&gt;You took what you knew,&lt;br /&gt;Threw it out your car window.&lt;br /&gt;Replaced with what you heard.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm fighting for a position,&lt;br /&gt;That I'm not sure I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You heard I was a playboy.&lt;br /&gt;I never played you.&lt;br /&gt;Quick to jump to plan "C".&lt;br /&gt;Baby, you and I were barely,&lt;br /&gt;Settled on plan "A".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bird sat on your shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;And chirped away.&lt;br /&gt;That bird, neglected to tell you,&lt;br /&gt;I treated it just like a bird,&lt;br /&gt;Well more like a pidgeon.&lt;br /&gt;Calling it like I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time tick tocks away,&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here,&lt;br /&gt;Putting my effort,&lt;br /&gt;Into something,&lt;br /&gt;I could never love as my own.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-3650847652048100206?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-4956837331420822857</id><published>2008-06-17T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T09:13:32.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life Sentence</title><content type='html'>This is what life looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Sped up at full blast.&lt;br /&gt;Kissed the fool,&lt;br /&gt;Nod my head,&lt;br /&gt;Zipped up my coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life looks like.&lt;br /&gt;When nothing else matters,&lt;br /&gt;Tried to play it off,&lt;br /&gt;But my hand still hurts,&lt;br /&gt;From writing this poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life looks like.&lt;br /&gt;Starry eyed and love crossed.&lt;br /&gt;Paint it blue,&lt;br /&gt;Only to realize we all bleed red.&lt;br /&gt;Feet on the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;Hand on the doorknob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a dandelion field.&lt;br /&gt;Pick one,&lt;br /&gt;Pull the petals,&lt;br /&gt;Everything matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you walk in my field?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what life looks like.......&lt;br /&gt;       When life happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-4956837331420822857?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/4956837331420822857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=4956837331420822857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4956837331420822857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/4956837331420822857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/06/life-sentence.html' title='Life Sentence'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-8215704502970391179</id><published>2008-06-10T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T11:20:23.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tongue kissing God</title><content type='html'>Have you ever been kissed by God? Passionately(tongue, lips, etc.)? Or are you one who simply condemns God to the realm of the invisible? When do you feel most comfortable? When do you feel most loved? Perhaps it is the warm embrace of your lover or in the assuring touch of your mother. Perhaps, like me, you have likened this person to God in your life and realized that God was loving you through them. Or maybe you don't believe in God. Cool. Here's a simpler question: Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss? I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth, like sealing thousand fleshy envelops filled with the essence of your passionate being then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you, over and over again- the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned, that the world's greatest resource is love, and maybe eve that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God, all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time, circumstances, and understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Saul Williams&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-8215704502970391179?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/8215704502970391179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=8215704502970391179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8215704502970391179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8215704502970391179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/06/tongue-kissing-god.html' title='Tongue kissing God'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-9116312951493754344</id><published>2008-05-12T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T19:54:05.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of The Day......Sacrifice</title><content type='html'>Sacrifice. This is a word that I'm quickly getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;accommodated&lt;/span&gt; to. It seems within the past couple weeks my life has sped up about 45%. I use to complain about having too much time for myself now I take whatever I can get. Life is always throwing something new at me every once in a while. Maybe it's to see if I handle the pressure or maybe I do it to myself. I'm giving up so much lately I just hope it pays off....no wait.....take that back I know it will pay off because if I didn't believe in what I was doing I wouldn't be doing it. I know my job it takes up a lot of my time and I know some people wonder if my job is really worth all this. The answer to this question is simple...is yes. The kids I get to meet the and the lives I get to impact, I wouldn't take that back for anything. My job is not for everyone and I've seen a lot of people in my field come and go and not too many can handle it. When your shaping and molding a young person's life it can be a lot, you want them to grow up right. But it can be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; when you're still growing up yourself and trying to figure out who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dictionary describes sacrifice as the surrender or destruction of something prized or desirable for the sake of something considered as having a higher or more pressing claim. I find that definition ironic because I'm giving up my own needs/wants to help build something more meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-9116312951493754344?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/9116312951493754344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=9116312951493754344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9116312951493754344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9116312951493754344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/05/word-of-daysacrifice.html' title='Word of The Day......Sacrifice'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-8869443317768249114</id><published>2008-04-25T13:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T13:45:53.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cops Acquitted In Sean Bell Shooting</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what to say right now. I'm really disgusted in our legal system right now. I really hoped that justice would of been served for Sean Bell and his family. Here's Sean Bell's story for those that need to play catch up: &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/26/nyregion/26cops.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=3&amp;amp;sq=sean%20bell&amp;amp;st=cse&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/26/nyregion/26cops.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=3&amp;amp;sq=sean%20bell&amp;amp;st=cse&amp;amp;oref=slogin&lt;/a&gt;. I dont know what to say but it's really fucked up and some people wonder why people hate police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;Sean Bell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;A big FUCK you goes out to  Michael Oliver,  Marc Cooper &amp;amp; Gescard Isnora the cops acquitted in the case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-8869443317768249114?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/8869443317768249114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=8869443317768249114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8869443317768249114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8869443317768249114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/04/cops-acquitted-in-sean-bell-shooting.html' title='Cops Acquitted In Sean Bell Shooting'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-790476598862704198</id><published>2008-04-16T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T16:33:05.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Food For Thought</title><content type='html'>Today's posts is about Mr. Riq Gee's aka Black Thought from The Legendary Roots crew. I was listening to The Roots album The Tipping Point and realized how underrated he is. He doesn't nearly get enough credit for what he does. My true hip hop heads can attest to this without a doubt. Listen to any of The Roots albums, he straight kills everything he's one from Orangix to Super Lyrical with Big Pun to Game Theory. Dude is a straight emcee, it just oozes from his veins. Don't believe me? Check this out then, his verse from Somebody's Gotta Do It:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yeah ya'll, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raw, that's what every soldier in my collective is&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My level headedness make it come off so effortless&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Back setting it with the answer to your deficit&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My track record is hot shit, consecutive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smug, I got game just like a record executive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bet on Black&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bet these cats that's all gelatin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will fall back spittin' them raps that's unintelligent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raps that cap, rabid rattlin' out the gattlin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Crippling rhymes whistlin' past, blow you back in&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Smellin' your blood now I'm huntin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Blowin' your front in for frontin' what up cousin?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, now it's nothin'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yo, you can't go beyond a point of no returning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I flip like my name Turner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The raw sojourner for truth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The mic burner&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't tell me that's not just raw lyrical skill right there. People don't think of him because he's not the type of cat to be jumping on everyone's shit. The last time I heard him on someone's album was back on 2002, when he did Talib Kweli's classic album Quality. But as a hip hop head how can you not love that collabo. You got Kanye West on the beat, Talib, Black Thought, and Pharoahe Monch on the lyrics. He's been holding it down for a while, been in the game for over ten years. Each new Roots album be bring something new to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember to pick up the new Roots album Rising Down next Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support REAL hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffey OUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-790476598862704198?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/790476598862704198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=790476598862704198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/790476598862704198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/790476598862704198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/04/food-for-thought.html' title='Food For Thought'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-3214832763908134990</id><published>2008-04-04T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:25:13.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Connectedness</title><content type='html'>I'm a big fan of Jay Smooth and illdoctrine.com. Jay is a really smart, informative brotha with a lot to say. I just checked out his blog on connectedness and it really hit home. So check out the video because you'll most likely agree with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FbM0qhGVKhM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FbM0qhGVKhM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/illdoctrine.com"&gt;illdoctrine.com&lt;/a&gt; because it's probably the best video blog out there right now. Plus the coffey doesn't co sign wackness either so you know it's good then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-3214832763908134990?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/3214832763908134990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=3214832763908134990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3214832763908134990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3214832763908134990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/04/connectedness.html' title='Connectedness'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-7444648314807567922</id><published>2008-04-04T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:26:21.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What Would You Die For?</title><content type='html'>Seriously think about that question for a minute. Is their something you believe in so strongly that you would gladly die for? Would you die for a principle or belief? Or how about religon? I think my generation, our generation needs to really think about that and examine ourselves. If someone had a gun to your head and asked you what would you die for? Then right after you responded they pulled the trigger. Could you be happy with that decision? Don't feel bad if you're struggling with that question. I myself think about this question everyday and everyday I can't seem to find something. To answer this question you need to do a lot of soul searching and reflect to see where you're at in your life. Shit, I'm only 20 years old I have more then enough time to figure this out. Maybe one day I'll have an answer, maybe one day you'll have a answer too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-7444648314807567922?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/7444648314807567922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=7444648314807567922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7444648314807567922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7444648314807567922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-would-you-die-for.html' title='What Would You Die For?'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-9216794361864505671</id><published>2008-04-02T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T13:32:16.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What About Bukowski?</title><content type='html'>Do you know what April is? Beginning of spring? No. April is national Poetry month and since I'm a poet(that title is used very loosely). Like the title says I'm going to throw some Bukowski on you. I'm very new to Bukowski, like I just picked up my first book by him yesterday but the couple of poems I've read before by him it looks like we'll have a very long, meaning ful relationship.  I gave you Mr. Charles Bukowski:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;artisitic selfishness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's genius?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know&lt;br /&gt;but I do know that&lt;br /&gt;the difference between a madman and a&lt;br /&gt;professional is&lt;br /&gt;that&lt;br /&gt;a pro does as well as he can within what&lt;br /&gt;he has set out to do&lt;br /&gt;and a madman&lt;br /&gt;does exceptionally well at what&lt;br /&gt;he can't help&lt;br /&gt;doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now I am looking&lt;br /&gt;inthi unshaded lightbulb&lt;br /&gt;at 11:37 p.m. on a Monday night&lt;br /&gt;thinking&lt;br /&gt;tiny names&lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;Van Gogh&lt;br /&gt;Chatteron&lt;br /&gt;Plath&lt;br /&gt;Crane&lt;br /&gt;Artaud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinaski.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with something your truly wrote. I'm not as good as Bukowski but I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untitled Affair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because she was across the room&lt;br /&gt;I didn't say a word&lt;br /&gt;Having all the execuses in the world&lt;br /&gt;Approached from the left&lt;br /&gt;Having all the right intentions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made eye contact&lt;br /&gt;She brushed back her hair&lt;br /&gt;Holding her drink&lt;br /&gt;Clutching her purse&lt;br /&gt;Sitting at the bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approached from the right&lt;br /&gt;Still nothing, not a word&lt;br /&gt;We made eye contact one more time&lt;br /&gt;She waved lightly with her fingers&lt;br /&gt;I said hi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-9216794361864505671?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/9216794361864505671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=9216794361864505671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9216794361864505671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/9216794361864505671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/04/what-about-bukowski.html' title='What About Bukowski?'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-7255848752909265114</id><published>2008-03-20T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T11:02:25.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty</title><content type='html'>No call needed to know how much your needed.&lt;br /&gt;And that text messge that washed away that feeeling.&lt;br /&gt;I open my bedroom door to find this place empty.&lt;br /&gt;Let's write our own story in one of these blank pages.&lt;br /&gt;Fold up the paper and float down the river.&lt;br /&gt;We managed to make it over the jagged rocks.&lt;br /&gt;No amount of snags could hold us back.&lt;br /&gt;If you look in the sky the clouds have dreams also.&lt;br /&gt;As I place my hands on your hips,&lt;br /&gt;Know our path wasn't pre-determined.&lt;br /&gt;May you and I live happily ever after,&lt;br /&gt;In a future that's not meant for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-7255848752909265114?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/7255848752909265114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=7255848752909265114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7255848752909265114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7255848752909265114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/03/empty.html' title='Empty'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-3913329053189472474</id><published>2008-03-10T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T12:06:03.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revenge Is Best Served.....</title><content type='html'>Has someone done something so painful that you feel like you have to get them back? But deep down what fuels that? Is it personality? Or as humans have we been conditioned to get revenge? Don't believe me then let me kick you some knowledge at you real quick. A woman works late and on the way to her car she is taken and raped. She gets away and is coherent enough to give the police a description of the rapist. The rapist is caught but before he has a chance to go to trail the woman's husband puts a bullet in the guys head. Now if that guy was a rational person the husband would of let our court system take care of the rapist but he felt that he had to get revenge for his wife's rape. Does that mean he wasn't rational? Is rationale even a factor in something like this? I wouldn't go so far as to say that you should go around and tell you to go shoot people that have done you wrong. If that was the case all us would be doing a lot of time. Let me ask you one more question: will statifying that urge to get that person back really suffice what they have done to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revenge is best served when a rational person really thinks about what they are doing and knows their conquence to their actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I know my last couple of posts have been the happiest so I promise the next one will be on a better note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Coffey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-3913329053189472474?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/3913329053189472474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=3913329053189472474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3913329053189472474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/3913329053189472474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/03/revenge-is-best-served.html' title='Revenge Is Best Served.....'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-1877115406578575912</id><published>2008-03-10T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T13:04:54.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll Always Love Big Poppa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R9WTp4cdebI/AAAAAAAAABY/lhqwr68cR9I/s1600-h/biggie-smalls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176205694467930546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R9WTp4cdebI/AAAAAAAAABY/lhqwr68cR9I/s400/biggie-smalls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This posts is dedicated to the memory of the late great Christopher Wallace a.k.a The Notorious B.I.G. March 9, 1997 the hip hop world losts one of its greatest talents. The Notorious B.I.G. was brutally shot and murdered, his case still remains unsolved. I don't know what else to say about him which hasn't been said. Even though it's been 11 years since his passing his impact in hip hop music is still deep rooted in our culture. So my people over at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/hiphodx.com"&gt;hiphodx.com&lt;/a&gt; along with DJ Slimm have put together one hell of a mixtape honoring the late emcee. Stop pussy footing around and go check it out, hell I'll even make it easier for you and hook it up with the link: &lt;a href="http://www.hiphopdx.com/index/mixtape/id.132/title.hiphopdx-dj-slimm-brooklyns-finest-best-of-biggie"&gt;http://www.hiphopdx.com/index/mixtape/id.132/title.hiphopdx-dj-slimm-brooklyns-finest-best-of-biggie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hopefully I'll have another one up either today or tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffey&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-1877115406578575912?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/1877115406578575912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=1877115406578575912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1877115406578575912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1877115406578575912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-always-love-big-poppa.html' title='We&apos;ll Always Love Big Poppa'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R9WTp4cdebI/AAAAAAAAABY/lhqwr68cR9I/s72-c/biggie-smalls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-2819142171717011485</id><published>2008-03-04T22:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:59:20.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Industry and The Ringtone Artist</title><content type='html'>Music has entered a new era and that is of the ringtone artist. If you wondering what a ringtone artist is let me break it down for you. A ringtone artist is a musician that the record companies groom knowing that the artist's single will probably sell more ringtones then actual records. First off let's not get mad at the record companies for capitalizing on something so simple. Look at Soulja Boy he's sold over 5 MILLION ringtones of Crank Dat and he's still going strong. You know who you should be mad at...........wait for it..............wait for it......................you should be mad at yourself, yes I'm including myself in that too. We have conditioned our ears to just wanting to hear singles and not the rest of the album. With the help of itunes consumers can pick and choose what they want. I mean why take the risk of buying an entire album and not liking it when you can buy the hot single and know you will like it. Well if you don't believe me can you name Huey aka Mr. Pop lock and dropout its other single? Or how about this just another song on his album? Thank you point proven, but just lik everything else the record companies had to learn to adapt to the digtial age and they have done quite well if you have ask me. So don't get mad and say we're being fed bullshit when you're sitting there eating this up. Think about it when you buy that hot new artist's ringtone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-2819142171717011485?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/2819142171717011485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=2819142171717011485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2819142171717011485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2819142171717011485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/03/industry-and-ringtone-artist.html' title='The Industry and The Ringtone Artist'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-2551455112246675243</id><published>2008-02-27T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T11:18:40.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vice Grip</title><content type='html'>Feel free to yell at the world.&lt;br /&gt;Sudden implosions from the chest,&lt;br /&gt;Can make one's sanity weak.&lt;br /&gt;Letting go is the first step.&lt;br /&gt;This took over your life,&lt;br /&gt;And all your vanity&lt;br /&gt;I watch to see how far you,&lt;br /&gt;Can make it in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Because helping hands,&lt;br /&gt;Were pushed away.&lt;br /&gt;As me and the company you keep,&lt;br /&gt;Watched you cling to that life perserver.&lt;br /&gt;Would say you hit rock bottom,&lt;br /&gt;But you're too confortable there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-2551455112246675243?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/2551455112246675243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=2551455112246675243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2551455112246675243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2551455112246675243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/vice-grip.html' title='Vice Grip'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-1866441525828206012</id><published>2008-02-26T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T13:17:57.035-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling Out Dr. Dre</title><content type='html'>Dear Dr. Dre,&lt;br /&gt;Where's Detox? C'mon man? Stop bullshitting the people and just tell us Detox is never coming out. I understand that this is one of the most anticipated albums ever in hip hop history so you want to work the tweaks out. But for four years? C'mon man. You're just lead us around saying that Detox will be out this year or will be out fall of this year. What happened to it coming out before The Game's first album? Oh wait, you scrapped that and gave the beats to The Game. How many time are you going to call off this album and then decide it's back on? Do you remember that youtube video you did with Bishop Lamont saying Detox was dropping September of 2007? Well I do and guess what homie, 2 double 0 seven has come and gone. You know when(I mean if) this album ever comes out this better be some mind blowing stuff. With all the faulty dates and all the hype this better be the best thing my ears have ever heard. I've had so many discussion with people about this album and I finally gave up. I won't believe anything until I have physical album of Detox is my hand and I can put it in my cd player. Until then I'm calling bullshit on Dr. Dre and his word means nothing till the album hits the stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Dre, it's okay if you don't drop this album fans have already come to terms with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-1866441525828206012?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/1866441525828206012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=1866441525828206012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1866441525828206012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/1866441525828206012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/calling-out-dr-dre.html' title='Calling Out Dr. Dre'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-5227249000602545390</id><published>2008-02-18T13:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-05T14:56:12.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Ones For Bri</title><content type='html'>As most of you know by now the body of Brianna Denison was found Friday afternoon in a southwest Reno field. On Saturday Reno police confirmed our worst fears when they announced that the body they found was indeed Brianna. First I want to say to Bri's family that I'm truly sorry for your loss and my thoughts and prayers go out to you. The second thing I want to address is the community. This community went above and beyond to make sure everything that could be done for Brianna was done. From having a missing person posters covered every inch of this city, to bring national attention to this case. The support this community gave the Denison's was phenomenal but it's not over yet there's is still a rapist out there who needs to get caught. If you know anything make sure you report it to the right authorities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last words are to Bri. At your first candle light vigial I told your family to keep their head's up because you would come home. Well, you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. Brianna Denison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very much love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-5227249000602545390?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/5227249000602545390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=5227249000602545390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/5227249000602545390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/5227249000602545390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/this-ones-for-bri.html' title='This Ones For Bri'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-2739166168580054125</id><published>2008-02-12T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T12:44:56.289-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nas and The Nigger Shirt</title><content type='html'>How many of you watched the Grammy's on Sunday? I didn't get a chance to watch them but Monday I heard all about them. What really caught my attention was hearing that Nas was wearing a shirt that said nigger. 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I personal think it's genius for him to have worn that to the grammy's. Thats the best marketing you can ask for. Wearing your controversial album title to the biggest day in music. Since the pre show coverage was all live the networks didn't get a chance to blur out the word. I want to know how many news ceo's were shitting bricks when they saw that? But also Nas presents in a very good manner. He approaches the subject with intelligence and keeps it moving. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The word nigger has been so taboo for so long and it has such a controversial history. Why not throw it out there? This is going to get people to talk and in a good way. Yes, it's going to have its pros and cons but this needs to be talked about. Nas being a leader in the hip hop community this is just going to bring it this subject out even more. What I'm really waiting for his good ol' Bill O'Reilly to chime in with his two cents. Bill's always see's hip hop as a scapegoat for America's problems so this is going to really get his panties in a bunch. But then again Nas isn't a stranger to controversy himself. I mean his last album was names Hip Hop Is Dead for sakes so this album is just pushing this farther. We'll see what happens when the album actually drops.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Peace&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coffey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-2739166168580054125?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/2739166168580054125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=2739166168580054125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2739166168580054125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2739166168580054125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/nas-and-nigger-shirt.html' title='Nas and The Nigger Shirt'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R7H-cy4juLI/AAAAAAAAABQ/LWu6hNm4LI8/s72-c/nas+and+kelis+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-8752669307677294013</id><published>2008-02-11T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:40:44.604-08:00</updated><title type='text'>James "J Dilla" Yancey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R7C-_i4juGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-bJyhi65Tw/s1600-h/dilla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165838771499022434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R7C-_i4juGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-bJyhi65Tw/s320/dilla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to the late great J Dilla. One of the best hip hop producers to ever pick up a mpc. It's been two years since Dilla passed away but his legacy lives on through the people he knew, the artist he worked with, and the music he inspired. I personal want to say thank you to Dilla for giving us some the finest production that hip hop has ever heard. So J Dilla thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We love donuts too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Next Time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-8752669307677294013?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/8752669307677294013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=8752669307677294013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8752669307677294013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/8752669307677294013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/james-j-dilla-yancey.html' title='James &quot;J Dilla&quot; Yancey'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R7C-_i4juGI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s-bJyhi65Tw/s72-c/dilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-6026852118053939407</id><published>2008-02-03T23:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T13:29:04.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly</title><content type='html'>I consider myself an observer. A observer of what? Everything. As a youngin' I was a major shit talker and my mouth got me in trouble all the time. As I got older I stopped talking shit(well, kept it to a minimal) and just started watching. Now as a writer/poet being a observer keeps me inspired because I can write something based off of anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing I've always observed is relationships people have with eachother and the relationsips I keep myself. Living with three females has given so much insight on how girls keep their relationships. I've noticed girls take stuff way more personal then it should be ever taken. Sometimes I want to say "chill out everything is going to be fine" or "don't worry" but sometimes saying nothing is the best thing you can do. The other thing I've noticed is how they handle themselves with the oppostie sex. Living with girls I've overheard enough stuff to make me go "wtf?" I want to yell out and smack some sense into these girls because if they saw things from the other side they might just understand. But then again this is not my place to say how certain things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The relationship I observe is people's relationship with family. I've had my fair share of family problems and sometimes I feel I need to bed related to Dr. Phil. My relatioship with my mom is totally different then the one I have with my dad, which in turn is completely different then the one with my sister. But the similarity they do share is that I approach each one with caution because each one is fragile and need to be handled gently. I honestly feel like if I was completely open, feelings would get hurt and if I told my loved ones how I felt, I probably wouldn't have a relationship with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here and write about this I noticed something about myslef. No matter what relationship I have family/friend/etc I never put too much out there. When you put yourself out there people are going to judge, thats just the nature of the beast. If you put too much out there then people like to pick, prod and judge. So I don't need to put a lot of myself out there because then people like to take that and make assumptions. Jumping to conclustion is something you should never be proud of because in the long run it just makes you look like an ass. I know, I've dont thing before and made an ass of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all of this my advice for relationship is keep them separate don't one affect the other. Hold your most personal relationships sacred and close because if you don't people are going to jump in and fuck with your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Coffey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-6026852118053939407?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/6026852118053939407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=6026852118053939407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/6026852118053939407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/6026852118053939407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/02/good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The Good, The Bad, and The Ugly'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-2083939197693302580</id><published>2008-01-30T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T14:13:53.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Used To Be Fly But.....</title><content type='html'>A while back ago I got a text from a girl that I havent talked to in about two months. I found it odd because outside of this text this person hadn't tried to contact me. The text said something like "andrew I miss you. we need to hang out, etc." Me and this girl used to hang out and talk, text a lot. I kinda dug her but I wasn't sure if she dug me. So I never put myself out there completely just incase I needed to draw back no feelings would get hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the last two conversations I had with her was that she was hanging out with her ex. That he was taking her out somewhere and she wasn't sure about this, that or another. Well for a guy who is kinda interested in a girl that's never a good sign. Well since that last text message I got from her we haven't talked. As I sit here thinking about this situation I had an epiphany. If did really dig this girl like I thought I did. I would of tried to text her or call her but in the long run I didn't and I felt like I haven't lost anything. It's safe to say that I probably won't look back and kick myself for not doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only words I have for her is:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;you used to be fly but you crashed your plane."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much love,&lt;br /&gt;Coffey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-2083939197693302580?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/2083939197693302580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=2083939197693302580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2083939197693302580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/2083939197693302580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-used-to-be-fly-but.html' title='You Used To Be Fly But.....'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6756536453531797542.post-7236250958507438357</id><published>2008-01-28T19:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T20:17:31.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Popping My Blog Cherry........Well Kinda.</title><content type='html'>Since this is my first post in my&lt;em&gt; new&lt;/em&gt; blog I'd figure I'd make mean something.  Instead of trying to give you some philisophical advice and some quote that won't matter. I'm doing this with my inaugural post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELP BRING BRI HOME!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R56nuGPXMWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-5oLCx9S2Mg/s1600-h/bri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160746633404035426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R56nuGPXMWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-5oLCx9S2Mg/s320/bri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;Coffey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6756536453531797542-7236250958507438357?l=the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/feeds/7236250958507438357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6756536453531797542&amp;postID=7236250958507438357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7236250958507438357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6756536453531797542/posts/default/7236250958507438357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the1andonlycoffey.blogspot.com/2008/01/popping-my-blog-cherrywell-kinda_28.html' title='Popping My Blog Cherry........Well Kinda.'/><author><name>Coffey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12509713667347115079</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_M639s7LsInQ/R56nuGPXMWI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-5oLCx9S2Mg/s72-c/bri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
