rob101

Haha yeeeee... Who got somethin on kkkatie? $$

"Snitching"? One writer tellin another where to find a hater (especially when that conflict originates from the hater's initializing of uncalled-for disrespect/cowardly immaturity), is nowhere near the same as "snitching" to the pigs to assist in an investigation/arrest/conviction. Youre taking the word "snitching" out of its original political context, which has always been in reference to those who collaborate w/ the legal system. The skrilla is a minor show of appreciation (grown men dont ask for favors w/out bringin somethin to the table), not a representation of anybodys finnancial status. Somebody post flicks, it dont even matter, niggas already got it (yes, even w/out puttin up "5 million").

Also, a zip of high-grade tree for the jeep-thang parkin spot.

$500 cash for the exact location/address of Afroe's home (not just the intersection/general area). I aint no fuckin pig, I aint explaining shit, niggas know. Respond through a PM.

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& rip hubba, some real sf shit.

"We've reached a point in our civilization where counterculture has mutated into a self-obsessed aesthetic vacuum." "...Such things have become shameless clichés of a class of individuals that seek to escape their own wealth and privilege by immersing themselves in the aesthetic of the working class." "Hipsterdom is the first "counterculture" to be born under the advertising industry's microscope, leaving it open to constant manipulation but also forcing its participants to continually shift their interests and affiliations. Less a subculture, the hipster is a consumer group – using their capital to purchase empty authenticity and rebellion." http://www.adbusters.org/magazine/79/hipster.html We can all keep smashin on each other, fuck it. Or we could funk with the yuppies that are making sure that soon enough there aint such a thing as a "native". Figured this article breaks shit down well enough to where it might interest at least one of you niggas in here. Then again, its only fashionable to rep your city, not to defend it.

Thanks for this. I've noticed there's hella disregard for the original rules of this game nowadays regarding respect, dissing, snitching etc. Niggas think cause they're willing to hack someone & cause hella immature, corny tag-banging drama (which is all stupid shit that doesn't have ANYTHING to do with reclaiming public space, fighting the buff, or maintaining/developing OUR culture) that that makes them solid graff writers, & it doesn't. Good graff writers are defined by the AMOUNT of, & QUALITY of, their work. EVERYTHING ELSE is sideline distractions. You're not supposed to diss niggas that have earned way more stripes than you. As far as snitching, anyone who doesn't see the system & the pigs as their complete enemy, & is actually willing to cooperate with these institutions, is complete fucking garbage. I've got some of the toyest, irrelevant, no-stripes-earned, nobody-ass haters, & even though they have it comin to 'em, I've finally started realizing/learning that, in the end, they don't matter b/c they'll all stop writing within a couple years. Like "redwingjuice" said, if you know you have more dedication, & you know you're in this shit for the REST OF YOUR LIFE, then JUST because of your LONGETIVITY, you automatically WIN. They'll be gone soon, & you'll still be here contributing to this bomber shit. Even though you have to be about your shit in this game, sometimes you gotta realize some of these niggas is so garbage/unknown, that they actually GAIN fame from you taking them seriously on your same level.

fucking toy ass idiots like niggas dont know where niggas live.

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know your real enemy

If I meet him, I'ma play it off smooth & not act pissed, & initiate an intelligent exchange of ideas with him. I'ma hear him out & try to understand him, & try to narrow in on which subconscious ideas & life experiences are causing him to develop such a racist, un-creative, inhumane perspective. Once he hears that I'm genuinely trying to have a discussion, he'll start to let his guard down, & he'll start really engaging with me, little by little taking our conversation more seriously. Then I'll start breaking down to him the motivations, intentions & reasoning behind these "colored kids", the SF graff scene, & graff in general, passionately but calmly, & I'll notice him start to REALLY hear me out, & his facial expression & posture will start to change once he realizes he's talking to someone who genuinely cares about what they're speaking on. Soon enough he'll have that LOOK in his eyes, that look that shows he's slowly opening up & letting go of his ideas, & that he's impressed/surprised by this young ghetto-looking tagger nigga. But eventually, he'll start cutting me off, acting rude, & talking nonsense (kind of like an intellectual panic, lol), because he'll realize that by actually hearing out this "colored graffiti kid", he allowed himself to be convinced to our side. He'll start trippin' off the fact that someone with no art school experience could create art, & that someone poor & without college education could make him change his mind about the ideas behind his vigilante-ism in an articulate, calm manner. Right when he really starts hella talking over me hella loud, & getting a lil' too outta pocket, I'ma slap the fuck out this nigga & stomp his fucking face in for being a snitch. In this way, I would've made him understand us & made him deep down inside ACTUALLY REALIZE he's WRONG, while simultaneously letting this nigga know snitches get stitches & that sucka free SF niggas don't let that shit slide out here. Haha.

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Right. I'm a bitch, but you wont respond to my pm's, or say who you are. So petty, someone's deffinately butthurt. I'm almost sure of who you are, but I ain't gonna call you out & stoop down to your level of drysnitching (cops on here, IP adresses, etc.). Keep thinking I don't know who you are nigga, wait when I see you again. Keep makin a coward of yourself. I'm gonna ignore you now, until you're man enough to state yo name & be about yo shit. Hate away. Late.