Say Hello to Conceit aka “The Johnny Drama of rap” guest posting this morning with the mother of all hangovers.
You wanna go to war!! We’ll take you to war!! What started off as an innocent celebration of St.Patty’s eve turned into an abomination of mass bodily destruction we like to call “Iracks”. That’s right kids…. we have a new drink that will take you and your body(especially the next morning) to WAR!!! After meeting up with Thuggy and him “casually” mentioning he had purchased a fifth of Jameson, we ventured to visit Faydog, get pizza, and 2 pitchers at Lanesplitters. The early signs of what was to come began while hitting the liquor store to pick up 4 cans of 100 racks to mix with our fifth of Irish delight. While leaving the store me and Thuggy were almost forced to create a “casualty of war”, when approached by West Oakland’s finest example of when Hyphy goes wrong. Being we don’t beat up lil’ kids with ponytails we kept it moving and proceeded back to No Respect studios where we formulated the deadly combination now known as IRACKS. This drink is a mixture of equal parts Jameson and 100 Racks energy drink a.k.a “The Energy Drink For Real Hustlers” (what up Messy!!). After 2 strong sips I managed to spill my first pint on the No Respect Studios floor due to what I like to call the “Shock and Awe” effect of your body’s initial reaction to “going to WAR!!”. The events which took place after can only be labeld as vivid “flashbacks” and “shellshocked memories” of bringing in St.Patty’s with a “bang”. The list follows as such…. recording a song that we later erased while trying to listen to, due to a Tsunami attack , My Sp- 404 being dropped by Thuggy as a “retalliation” for earlier party foul “manuvers and tactics”, a random gathering of “allies” striking through the No Respect “home base” at 3am, which included Z-man in a sports coat with 2 snowbunnies, Thuggy’s neighbors side chick being dropped off(ditched) at the crib and then doing her best impression of Gloria Estefan meets M.I.A meets Johnny Depps wife in BLOW. After blacking out and wakeing up not knowing where I was the next morning with a severe urge to curl in a ball and cry while Thuggy handed me a “That’s a bad look son” sticker, I can say I survived the “WAR!!” I would ellaborate more but my brain is melting as I type this….so to finalize this….NEW DRINK KIDS!!! JAMESON(irish whiskey) & 100 RACKS(energy drink) = IRACKS. Happy St.Gurp’s Day soldiers and guard your grill!! -Concizzle