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DaveSmith
DaveSmith aka Please Believe has been a member since August 28, 2006, has scored 2,978 submissions, giving an average score of 2.38, helping 67 designs get printed.
what are some awesome 9-letter words that would be neat as text on a tshirt?

like:

REP
RES
ENT

or :

HEL
VET
ICA

etc, etc?



these shirts are contempary (not yet ad nauseum[even though Hollister has those damned text tshirts and tote-bags now]) and more importantly, REALLY EASY TO SCREENPRINT.





So tell me some awesome 9-letter words plz :D
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10 Things I'm Sick Of Hearing Rappers Say



1: I never claimed to be a role model: There’s not exactly an application process for this position homie. In a country where celebrity is held in the highest regard and the Black community’s agency historically has been heavily relegated through years of structural oppression and marginalization you actually happen to be extremely relevant, particularly to the youth. Is this extreme relevance deserved? Debatable. Regardless, it is real and has little to do with personal choice and will not disappear due to abstract questioning of its social injustice. It simply is true and, yes, you are a role model. Now perhaps this responsibility could be embraced as an opportunity rather than disregarded as a costly burden.


2. Don’t blame me.
The parents aren’t doing their job: Maybe so…but ya’ll sound like some Reaganite Republican or something. “Just pull up your boot straps, cut that long hair and take care of your family, lazy Hippies! Just say no!” The bold statement does little more than deflect blame in a very pretentious and grandiose manner. The statement only seems concerned with keeping one’s hands clean and appears indifferent to struggles of family and youth in America that hip-hop once boldly cleared its throat to address. Neglecting to even recognize issues of divorce, children born out of wedlock, one-parent families or even issues of blue-collar living, the job of the parent is simplified and harshly judged. Hip-Hop was once a community and this quote makes that time hard to remember.


3. Know What I’m saying?
Nope.

4. When I say Bitches and Hoes I’m not talking about all women just women who are like that: I’m going to let my man Bryan Hurt (Creator of “Beyond Beats and Rhymes”) handle this one. “If President Bush went on air and said our country is in a terrible position because of all these N words out there, would black people be like- “well in which case I know he’s not talking about me, so whatever” (well maybe I paraphrased but you get the point). Claiming to be specific when you are blatantly not only weakens the argument and makes the words seem more inclusive and bigoted.


5. Movies are violent too so why don’t you attack them? Trust me we don’t want Jadakiss equated to “Snow Dogs” shit get real on set, I heard that Cuban Gooding took 3 hot ones to the chest over some stupid beef over some carrot sticks at the catering table. Hip-Hop should never be equated directly to the standards held of other mediums because to do so dilutes the distinctive and intrinsic reality of it’s voice.

6. Hip-Hop is just a reflection of America, if you don’t like what you see don’t blame us, blame yourself: First let me say, much like the quote above, this has real underlying promise and raises a good point. However, I simply don’t buy this statement as it stands today, maybe 15 years ago but the transformation of hip-hop into a global enterprise makes not so simple now. Hip-Hop used to reflect the emotions, conditions, and struggles of people; however, the commodification of hip-hop has put image at the forefront and consequently left people looking to replicate hip-hop in the creation of their own reflection. Images of aspiration and impossible dreams have replaced the poetic personal narratives that spoke for the voiceless (in terms of mass relevance - but I’m a backpacker so I only listen to Vegan rappers).

7. Why would I freestyle? I rhyme to get paid: Can’t freestyle huh? Broke huh? I understand it’s tricky, not too much shit rhymes with “no homo”

8. Blah Blah Blah first week record sales:. How the hell is hip-hop going to emphasize record sales when the record selling game is a wrap? Our ultimate standards of success are no longer even mildly the standards in the music industry at large. Ideals of
critical acclaim, musical progression or experimentalism that could help advancement at this time are disregarded and replaced with limp statistics of units pushed. Somehow the rap game reminds me of the crack game.

9. East Coast dudes are biased: You’re damn right we’re biased! Why do you think Bill Cosby got his multi colored sweater in a bunch? Or W.E.B. Dubois became a socialist when he was like 120? When you are directly connected to founding ideals, principles and elements of something and after all you’re hard work the shit you spent your life working at doesn’t even resemble itself anymore you’re entitled to be a little grouchy -
holler at me! (In my best Internet gangster voice)

10. Hip-Hop is dead because of the South: Hey Cosby, Dubois, Crush Groove! Uh huh, yeah you with high top fad and zippers on your kicks stop whining, start applying yourself to changes you want to see and stop pointing an embittered old finger. Placing blame only creates defensiveness and divides a community in need of rebuilding.

Ok ok check it check it check it out. I know it’s kind of dangerous to be an emcee and all that but stop ducking and dodging the issues and questions with formulaic clichés. Stop casting blame to avoid the revealing face of one’s own responsibility.

More and more it appears that hip-hop feeds its patrons willingly while their self-motivated gluttony gradually eats away at their forgotten lover now turned unappreciated provider. The narrow minded corners we back ourselves into often act as delusions that seem to protect ourselves as from imminent attack but in actuality they do nothing more than lead to the continued avoidance of needed reevaluation.

/Art by Rory Panagotopulos


Coming from (and still living in) a poor and economically/racially segerated town I grew up seeing that life imitated art. And the art was bullshit.
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