October 2008
48 posts
"1NCE AGAIN"
The Perfect Strangerz have stricken again. Mix number three is below for your immediate consumption and enjoyment. As a reminder, it was done completely live, in one take and without the assistance of multi-tracking (pardon the redundancy). The mix is also NEEGAN free, Journey deficient, and Eddie Murphy endorsed.
Hovering Over Hollywood (Part Thr33)
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September 2008
24 posts
"I Never Get Frisked So I Pack A .44".
Isn’t the imagery on these things supposed to be enticing? Half naked hot bitches, champagne, maybe a sports car (like my everyday life)? Why is there a fucking scene out of operation desert storm on the flier? What are you trying to tell us? Are there going to be dead Iraqis when I walk in? I wasn’t going to go but now I’m curious…
PS. I’m bringing a gun…
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"If A Sucka Steps Up. . ."
Here are two of my favorite bong bong moments caught on tape. The first one is my man Tadao in the sweet spot of the “Patron Zone”. This shit is HILARIOUS. The Second is below. I think I’m going to crank call some hookers now…
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"Now It's Time For Me To Go . . ."
Speak amongst yourselves.
Paul Leonard Newman (January 26, 1925 – September 26, 2008)
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Jesus Christ !!!!!!!
The title is inappropriate because he is Jewish. I love you for this Cassidy (Super No Homo Pause Clause, STFU Saint & Mickey). This is required viewing before I leave the Mansion for at least the next 9 days…
". . . Lend Me Your Ears . . ."
Thank you to all of the + sized women that made the effort to answer last night’s question, however I’m disappointed by your ignorance. There is a liquor store directly across the street from the club. The Skittles are by the condoms. There is no reason why I shouldn’t have had to use the freight elevator when we got home. To the three of you that answered correctly, you’re...
"Leave Your Number On This Paper. . ."
FAT GIRL FRIDAY!!!!!!!!
The first 5 “Big Boneded” women that can tell me what the first ingredient is on a bag of Skittles gets to come back to my penthouse after the club and enjoy the brisk early morning air from my over-sized (you’re welcome) rooftop jaccuzzi. My butler is already on his way back with the Champagne and Twinkies. I can’t wait to meet you.
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". . . Wang Chung. . ."
You will see when you get there…
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". . . A Creep . . . ."
You ask and you shall receive Alex Estevez. You say that I’m HOLDING BACK. Here is why. Corporate America has it’s proverbial foot on my neck right now. I want ANOTHER helicopter, MORE white girls, and MORE GERMAN CARS. I’m RICH. That’s not enough. I want WEALTH. If I want this to truly come to fruition, I have to behave right now. COINTELPRO is real, and I’m not...
Get Familiar!!!
Saint told me to get familiar (Sorry Clinton), so here we go. The kid Mickey Factz was on my couch for the past two days pillaging my Internet, electricity, and my doorman’s menu stash, and I returned the favor by not having any of his music on any of my computers. I have since changed all of the above (they were the flyest niggas on Greyhound…..pause). I now present you with a pretty...
Not Tight . . .
I’m back…..
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I’m at a loss for words. Pray for Chris and Che’s Families, as well as those of the pilots, and Trav & Adam.
"Everything In Its Right Place..."
“Everything In Its Right Place”, is what I say to myself when what can be perceived as a bad thing happens to me. I believe that if we listen, the Universe will act as the North Star and lead us to our intended destination. Call it an intangible divinity. Some people dismiss this as existential rhetoric and thats fine with me. Do what works for you. This might not be the time or place...
"Short People..."
I was running this shit damn near a year ago and the oompa loompa powers that be used to clown me for doing so. Maybe now that its on Kanye’s blog they will champion it and make it a must play for their new obedient androids.
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"N***a Please..."
This Guy……
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"If You Were A Talk Show Host..."
Bob And Weave, My Ninjas… (Possible Double Entendre)
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"Watch Me Duke...."
I wasn’t going to do this but…
Hollywood & Highland looking like an 80 foot jerkoff….. Sorry
(Not Really)
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"If You Wanna Roll, Just Wear Neutral Colors..."
Everyone thinks i shouldn’t do it…..
So I pose this question:
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"Don't Call Me N..... ..."
Ummmmm, sure, ok. I guess. If you say so?
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"You Know US..."
One guy inspired me to DJ and the other guy inspired me to only have a woman that will slap the s**t out of a socialite… or two. Together, they are rich as fuck and two of the most humble dudes I know. Enjoy the clip.
Fix Your Face
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"I Hit Chuck On The Pager..."
Peace to my man (PAUSE) J. Smooth over at ill Doctrine. Go there and feed your mind. I’m sure its famished.
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"...They Said A G Don't Give A Bitch No Keys Or...
Based on this picture and this picture alone I might just send my intern to the locksmith….
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"... All I Ever Wanted To Be Was Wealthy, Or For...
I’m back and feeling better than ever. Everyone should have a $15 redlight district Shiatsu. More on that later. I would like to direct your attention to something that is near and dear to my heart aside from THIS. THE PERFECT STRANGERZ is a four turntable/production/culturally phenomenal man pie (pause) that consists of myself and DJ Excel (I call him Dave) from Philadelphia....
"Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself...."
For the Hundreds of thousands of you that are already familiar with who THE MR. GOMEZ WARREN IV is, I apologize for the redundancy. Go HERE and return in 1/15 of an hour….sharp. As for the rest of you, the partial Cliff Notes I shall give you:
I ride a Skateboard occasionally, I am a part of “The Best Worst Rap Group Ever”, I’ve been a part of Nielsen data, I’m...