Killah Priest Broke My Pen

I know I haven’t been blogging in a week or two. My fault, my cousin came to visit and I’ve been introducing him to Baltimore. Word.

So I went to the GZA concert Wednesday. Let me tell you guys one thing. FUCK RAMS HEAD or just the nigga that comes up with the prices. If you bought your tickets online, in advanced, then it was 18. If you bought them like a nimwad at the door like I did, it was suppose to be 20, then 22 and then they added a fucking surcharge, which made it 24. I know that’s cheap for a concert, but seriously come on now. Also note that may be because my cell phone bill is due next week. L

I saw three of the sexiest black, female, Wu-Tang fans I’ve ever seen in life. Word is bond. I mean I have a girlfriend or a queen as I’d like to say, but (insert ric flair “woooo” right here) I wanted to get one of them and take them back to the lab. Back to the issue.

Concert was cool as shit. Killah Priest opened up. I’ve never seen him life before, not to bad. I don’t know all of his joints and I was getting checked by security when he first arrived on stage so I missed a song or two. I’m pretty sure he did a joint or two off of Heavy Mental. Last thing I heard from dude was songs off of Behind The Stain Glass and The Offering. (The Offering is my shit!). He did “Redemption“, “Happy“, and Uprising. Its funny, he had people screaming Wu-Tang Clan ain’t nothing to fuck with to “Happy”. (Youtube them)

The some group called Folk and Stress came on and performed. Not your average white hip hop group. Dudes definitely brought something different than expected and could spit. Not sure what songs they did though. But they were pretty cool.

After they left it was GZA next but he was on some not coming out for a hour let the do do his job type shit. So my cousin and I walked around, scoping bitches and what not. I was hungry and I went and bought chicken tenders. Once again, FUCK RAMS HEAD, them shits was 9. And they gave you hell of fries so you’d need water, which was an additional 4. Like my cousin said, “I hate paying for water, the shit is free. I might get one for a dollar, shit two if I’m that thirsty but 4 dollars they better suck my dick too”.

So I ate my expensive as fuck chicken tenders and was just chilling out looking at broads watching me, watching them you know, the usual. Then out of nowhere Killah Priest walks from the side of me to the bar. I looked at my cousin and said “He’s gonna sign my Liquid Swords cover”.

I walked over and was like “You, Priest” and he didn’t hear me so I said it again. He turned around like “Whats up?”. And I’m like “I see you trying to get your drink on but could you sign my cover of Liquid Swords?”. Then he signed the album and I gave him a hip hop handshake. I went to walk away and I must have forgotten my pen cause he’s like “Here” and placed it in my hand. Only for me to come home and find out Killah Priest broke my fucking pen!

Shortly after he left, GZA got on stage and ripped it. The entire Liquid Swords album, minus a coupe features was performed and some more shit. He was just straight raw with it. It was great except I learned that white people or women cannot dance. This one drunk broad just kept dancing, she looked mid 30’s and knew every fucking word to Liquid Swords. It was another one that bouncers put out cause she was crowd surfing, touching GZA, and stripping, all at once.

All in all the concert was great. Two mid-age white guys came through mad late in the concert and told me that they got in for free. Dude was like “I was doing karoke next door and I heard “Triumph” and was like dude is that Wu-Tang?”. Lmao. GZA had a weird audience though. Mad Wu tats. A lot of young heads too, he pointed that out. It was a 14 year old there. Someone was holding a paper plate for Curtis cause that’s what he ended the concert with.

In short, if you like Wu-Tang and haven’t heard Liquid Swords, buy it now. If you like Wu-Tang and Liquid Swords or just the GZA in general when he comes to your town go see him. Its worth it!