Archive for September, 2008

We don’t believe you, you need more people!

Posted in Hip Hop, Women on September 19, 2008 by Saliva Vic

“You know I/ thug em, fuck em, love em, leave em/ Cause I don’t fuckin need em/ Take em out the hood, keep em lookin good
But I don’t fuckin feed em/ First time they fuss I’m breezin/ Talkin bout “What’s the reasons?”/ I’m a pimp in every sense of the word, bitch/Better trust than believe em/ In the cut where I keep em/ til I need a nut/ til I need to beat the guts/ Then it’s, beep beep and I’m pickin em up/ Let em play with the dick in the truck/Many chicks wanna put Jigga fist in cuffs/ Divorce him and split his bucks/ Just because you got good head/ I’ma break bread/ so you can be livin it up/ Shit I parts with nothin/ y’all be frontin/ Me give my heart to a woman/ Not for nothin/ never happen/ I’ll be forever mackin/ Heart cold as assassins/ I got no passion/ I got no patience/ And I hate waitin/ Hoe get yo’ ass in/” – Jay Z

This is the first verse to Big Pimpin by my man Jay Z. This guy had me believing back in the day when I was a shorty that he would never get married and would never as much as share a song with a chick. He used to spit, “What I look like giving a chick half my track/ like she wrote half my rap/ shit I ain’t having that” then next Bey is on more than half of Bonnie & Clyde.

I have become older since those days and I never take what a rapper has to say seriously unless it has to do with me specifically. That means the rapper has to mention my name otherwise I don’t believe shit! Its like a phrase I got on the internets, “Pics or Shens”. Here is a photo of this nucca rocking his wedding ring!



A Sober Thought On Thirsty Thursday!

Posted in Uncategorized on September 18, 2008 by Saliva Vic

“Paralysed on the bathroom floor by pain/ last month I endured but now I can’t ignore/ Feels like railroad spikes are stuck in my liver/ Am I dying, eyes crying, body starts to shiver/” – Poetic of Grave Diggaz (R.I.P)

I was going through my old cd’s yesterday when I came across a dope record by Last Emperor that had this song with Poetic which is rumoured to be the last verse that he did before he died from metastatic colon cancer. The song touched me as it lets you know that we only get one life and at the same time he lets you feel what a painful death would be like.

It got me thinking of the way that as much as I love drinking the risk of a painful death is imminent. As I sat there sipping and thinking of life I decided to get on the internets and that’s when I stumbled upon the pics that are posted below. Can you imagine that this cute boy morphed into a gremlin over a course of 10 years due to getting sipped on Syrup and having a regular diet that consists of drug and alkahol?

We laugh about it everyday on this blog but today I just thought I’d drop the humor and take time to realise that one day we’ll be like him if we don’t watch out. With that I hope you will have a great night at the bar today because its Thirsty Thursday!!!


BBA III Housemates Review: The Pub Edition

Posted in Uncategorized on September 2, 2008 by Saliva Vic


“Its survival for the fittest/ only the strong survive the weak just bear witness/” – Asheru            


Most of you who read this blog religiously may have gathered that I live in a box and as such there is no way in hell that I can afford to have DSTV, however my mom does and every now and then I go over to her crib and watch BBA. All of you that stay up on BBA 3 know that these guys are the shit but yesterday as me and my boy, Money were talking about the show at the bar it made me think of how would it be to share a drink with them at Al’s Pub. Here are my thoughts.



She’s the Kenyan and therefore my favorite choice to get sipped with. The only problem would be that this chick is the female version of me if I was still smoking. The lady talks and cusses like me and is even the centre of most of the conversation just as myself. There would be a tug of war at the counter over who will be the source of entertainment and the winner would not be us but our friends instead.



This kid is fresh to death when it comes to gear and looks great so he could pull in quite a few chicks into that man infested bar. The problem is the nigga looks gay as a Christmas tree. I’d be drinking scared for my booty hole. Angolans are gully, remember the kid that robbed 50 Cent? The dude might get gully when I’m sipped off the Napps and try some shit!



This dude is fresh. The kind of dude I would hang out with and we’d just be men. Chatting up girls and doing shots with the kid while we talk of past and future conquests. I could totally hang out with him. His only defect is the mofo comes from Zim, he could mess around and start borrowing money and asking to be bought for drinks all the time. Sidebar: Fuck Mugabe!



I’m surprised this shawty isn’t a lesbian because she looks like she eats carpet on the regular. She’s a bitch so me and her would totally get along hating on everyone at the bar and she looks like she can attract a massive amount of lesbians to Al’s Pub and chicks are always a plus in that bar. We’ll take what we can get.



This is the obligatory fat chick that Biggie has to put in the house every year. She’s sexy but what I like most is the accent and her voice. I could listen to her talk all day while we get our drink on for Sober Sunday.



I heard a rumor that her facebook profile says that she lives in Mombasa. That means that she probably has whorish tendencies and that’s a good thing. I can just see her and I getting drunk one night and then she would bang my brains out. That fivehead she has is giving Tyra Banks serious competition though!



My man TK! Apart from having a name that we would clown him over and over at Al’s the nigga is alright. He raps so I’d finally have someone to battle at the bar once I’ve had a couple of Napoleons. The only problem with this nucca is that like most rappers, he’s a straight bitch when it comes to falling for a chick. I’d have to listen to endless stories about how some chica broke his heart.



This is arguably the best looking woman in the house but on the other hand she can be the most boring person on the planet. I might fuck around get drunk and forget she was at the bar and go home only to realize I left her at the bar. (Seriously, this happens more often than you’d think!)



I wouldn’t picture myself being with this chick at Al’s Pub because she looks like the uppity ass kind of woman who’ll say that she is too uptown for the place. But that’s just coz I know a high power executive that works for some investment bank who looks exactly like Hazel.



No way in hell. Can you say slow? I can’t get sipped with a nigga that needs help from a Tanzanian (they don’t speak English good) to understand primary school literature.



I liked this kid initially then he threw away food in the name of a joke. This is Africa; we do not throw away food. He’ll probably also just come to Al’s and demand shit, you know thinking that this is SA where he gets priority. His jokes also suck but people fake laughter to boost his ego.



This nigga is big and could probably come in handy if ever there was a scuffle. What am I saying? There are never any fights at Al’s so he’d be useless.


Those are my thoughts of who I’d get sipped with at the local pub and why. What’s your take on that?