Me and Big Pat..
Out and about town..
In he studio...
Not as naughty as it looks!
Oh p.s. Anybody want to donate some loving? i need to be touched by a woman so bad it hurts
Whats good? Threw up some new pics. When i'm on a proper cpu. i'll put them here. But for the mean time, go to www.myspace.com/millahhighlife...
Ciao.
Happy Holidays to all my people! Chicago, I miss you all. Wish I was coming home. Going to DC. Most of us around these SG parts tend to be a naughty bunch. I still hope everyone gets what they want. LOVE LOVE LOVE.
I'm sick as fuck. Congested. Barely breathing. Aching all over. Watching Boondock Saints and drinking Crown Royal Hot toddies.
So this week has been completely out of control.
Monday: Saw Teena Marie in concert with two dates. Result, drunk in a cab rolling down 7th ave in a cutie pies sandwich throwing chicken wings out the window and making out like drunk high school seniors.
Tuesday: Seven hour long Jimmy Hendrix tribute concert. I looove Jimmy but 7 fucking hrs??? (mind you, I work at the music venue where this was held so I could not leave)
Wednesday: George Harrison Concert for Bangladesh Tribute. Really awesome show. Short too. Off by 11pm. Out making out with two of my waitresses and some random Swedish girl. Open bar all night, and lots of dancefloor antics random kisses, shots, flashed nipples, crotch grabbing etc.
Thursday: Art studio all day. Went to have a quiet dinner with some buddies. Ended up being attacked by a group of Successful lonely and hot black business women. All in their 30's and unmarried. It was strange the way they pounced on us. Come to find out two of them were bi and really looking for a "Good Brotha". I could have had another interesting night but my buddy called the ringleader bougie and she couldnt take it. Oh well.
Friday: Coffee, typing this shit, and getting ready for work. Chat with you all soon.
Sunday night: Saw Madlib and the Stones Throw entourage! Amazing. Lots of drinking and reciting lines to hip hop songs. My age was divulged by the amount of lyrics to ancient songs I knew. My date had no problem with that as she danced in my lap. Did shots with Madlib and Guilty Simpson. Great night yes indeed!
Monday: Saw Teena Marie in concert with two dates. Result, drunk in a cab rolling down 7th ave in a cutie pies sandwich throwing chicken wings out the window and making out like drunk high school seniors.
Tuesday: Seven hour long Jimmy Hendrix tribute concert. I looove Jimmy but 7 fucking hrs??? (mind you, I work at the music venue where this was held so I could not leave)
Wednesday: George Harrison Concert for Bangladesh Tribute. Really awesome show. Short too. Off by 11pm. Out making out with two of my waitresses and some random Swedish girl. Open bar all night, and lots of dancefloor antics random kisses, shots, flashed nipples, crotch grabbing etc.
Thursday: Art studio all day. Went to have a quiet dinner with some buddies. Ended up being attacked by a group of Successful lonely and hot black business women. All in their 30's and unmarried. It was strange the way they pounced on us. Come to find out two of them were bi and really looking for a "Good Brotha". I could have had another interesting night but my buddy called the ringleader bougie and she couldnt take it. Oh well.
Friday: Coffee, typing this shit, and getting ready for work. Chat with you all soon.
Sunday night: Saw Madlib and the Stones Throw entourage! Amazing. Lots of drinking and reciting lines to hip hop songs. My age was divulged by the amount of lyrics to ancient songs I knew. My date had no problem with that as she danced in my lap. Did shots with Madlib and Guilty Simpson. Great night yes indeed!
Alone in the studio
I decipher the facts
Hands to my wrists covered in microcrystalline wax
black paint, spray cans pink and gold
Imagine visions of my future after 33 yrs old
had I died earlier during this Jesus age
If that had been my fate
maybe I would have done more to amaze
astound those around me
live life profoundly
Instead theses demons hound me
no matter the town or county
almost as if there was a bounty
upon my head and happiness
Out to usurp my pleasure
take the coil from my nappiness
Walk road perilous
eyes open for peril
Face reflects feral
my soul hidden in this camoflauge apparel
Stepping of the F Train on Smith & Carroll
I can't believe the tarot
keep my eyes on the sparrow
walk the straight and narrow
cuz the path ain't getting wider
puttin out this fire
attempt to rekindle a new
damn i lived a life of struggle
so I'm owed my due......
Damn I lived a life of struggle
So I'm owed my due.
I decipher the facts
Hands to my wrists covered in microcrystalline wax
black paint, spray cans pink and gold
Imagine visions of my future after 33 yrs old
had I died earlier during this Jesus age
If that had been my fate
maybe I would have done more to amaze
astound those around me
live life profoundly
Instead theses demons hound me
no matter the town or county
almost as if there was a bounty
upon my head and happiness
Out to usurp my pleasure
take the coil from my nappiness
Walk road perilous
eyes open for peril
Face reflects feral
my soul hidden in this camoflauge apparel
Stepping of the F Train on Smith & Carroll
I can't believe the tarot
keep my eyes on the sparrow
walk the straight and narrow
cuz the path ain't getting wider
puttin out this fire
attempt to rekindle a new
damn i lived a life of struggle
so I'm owed my due......
Damn I lived a life of struggle
So I'm owed my due.
I'm on the verge of loosing it out here. Life has thrown me more curves than Lake shore drive. If I were a mere mortal, I might have done horrific damage to myself. I feel like God is testing me. This shit is ridiculous. I put a new song on my myspace. myspace/millahhighlife.com. Tell me your thoughts.
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