WORDS BY KHALID STRICKLAND a.k.a. BLACK PACINO
Long, long ago in a ghetto far, far away…
I moved out of the nest and my first lil’ studio apartment was the place to be. Most of my homies ain’t have cribs of their own yet, so everybody converged at my spot, which would later be known as “the spizzy.”
Wanna cop some weed? Go to the spizzy. Need somewhere to smoke that weed? Stay at the spizzy.
Wanna play Mortal Kombat ’til your thumbs bleed? Go to the spizzy.
Moms won’t let you bring your girl to your crib? Chill with shorty at the spizzy.
Ladies, you want to meet a dude? There’s a bunch of eligible bachelors (and cheaters) at the spizzy.
Speaking of cheating… Wanna play cards or cee-lo? Bring your lil’ bank roll to the spizzy.
Want to watch some ill, foreign gangster flick no one else saw? Check the extensive collection at the spizzy.
Want to write graffiti on the door? Do it at the spizzy.
My L-shaped studio apartment was small, but it got packed. And when the windows were shut in that tiny area, even the few non-smokers walked outta there baked. And when the window was open, I’m surprised nobody called the fire department ‘cuz of all the smoke.
Anyway, I’ve decided to bring The Spizzy online. Ain’t no rules here. You can wear jeans and sneakers, I don’t give a fuck. You don’t have to check your weapons in at the door either. Fellas, your chick can service you under the table while you chill at The Spizzy… that is, if you can read, type and get some skull at once. If not, learn how to multi-task.
One hunnid.
Pass me the keys!
this is like the p’s. ain’t no key.
the goons in the lobby will let you in.
ah turning ones place of residence into an unruly media house…brilliant
YR!
My main man in The Matrix.
I’ve joined your ranks, fam. I want in on the blog action
Yes, this is a frat house. Like the one in “Old School.”
Yo! son I’m looking forward to some more hot gangsta content.
That’s the only way I know how to do it, famlee.
Glad you could make it. Drop by often.
Aw yeah! Close to the home!
Ha Ha!
I see BK is in this beeeyotch!
Snizake, where you at, cuz?
Wow there is a lot going down at the spizzy!
Lady!!
Aw, shit. It’s a party now.
Good to see you, sweetheart.
;-]
on the real I remember the “real” spizzy. that’s when I first heard an early bootlegged copy of nas’ n.y. state of mind in a weed smoke cloud. that was the real smoking section up in there! it was like an annex of pratt (literally over the pratt coffee shop) where you could indulge in “creative stimulations”.
Bootleg Nas?
See even back then I had the exclusives.
what is this “Spizzy” you speak of? Is that some sort of slang? This is why black people cant get ahead, you negros and your ebonics LOL
Sorry, no uppity bougie bohemian-ass negroes are allowed at The Spizzy.If they do, they chased the fuck outta here.
Well you know you can’t keep us Brooklyn nuccas out!!! Ummm I got a curfew but I can come hang out long enough to roll one up with my peoples get sobered up and head home to my shorty sober!!! That’s how real G’s with the ball and chain get down!!! Holla You know Chf gotta be in the house!!!
Holla!!!
Chf! Mr. Dog! My Familia!
Brooklyn Squad!!!
Bang, Bang, nig-guh!!
You know when you roll wit me, we gonna hang all night, Chf. So protect your neck when you come home to wifey at dusk, reeking of weed & henny.
Snizake!! Slither yo ass on out here, nigga!
Daaaaaamn, sun!…..that’s how it was in the real spizzy? shit man, I’m regretful that we lost touch all them years!
It’s all good, Ja Ja.
We can catch up on all that good shit right now.
Glad we re-united, brother. The Black Mob is back.
DAMN GUNS DRUGS AND MONEY MY TYPE OF SPIZZY…STAND BY AND MAKE WAY FO DA SNIZZY…KILO MY DUDE NEVE CEASE TO AMAZE ME KEEP FEEDING EM THAT WHITE…YA HEARD “BROOKLYN”
HA!!!
here’s the dude i been waitin to show up at the spizz!
snizake!!!! my ace. my nigga. my crazy-azz cuz.
it’s on & poppin’ now.
i’m ready to take over the blogsphere… block by block.
BROOKLYN!!!!! WHUT!!!
knock, knock, I flew up all the way frm JP to get “Spizzy”
seems like Its my kind of place. (u already know)
Well Im gon kick off my high heel shoes n relax enjoy to b here.
So whaz on the table now??
Lovely Mio :-]
My gangsta boo.
One of the realest chicks I know.
I’m honored to have you here. You took that 14-hour flight from JPN for me? LOL!
You’re a Spizzy V.I.P. Come sit on the couch right next to ME ;-]
XOXO
Old School Mama passin’ thru…the spizzy? well well…back in the day we called the spizzy the spot, the hangout, the joint, no squares allowed, check it at the door, max and relax, up in smoke, open the door, well you know.. the spizzy, good ole times…i left my las spizzy cuz i was pregnant with a son and needed to rest…back then we went to the spizzy to get our groove and knowledge on too..everybody enjoy and support the new spizzy!
what’s old is new & some things stay the same throughout generations.
ain’t nuthin’ new under the sun.
thanks for your support, mama.
i appreciate it
This is Asome !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!