This is Udon's last post 4 a while. I'm movin' 2morrow. So show love
No longer lost in turbulence, tornado loft was the temporary residence, the wind’s died down now, long enough for me to impede the hesitance, never to retrace my steps, instead I’ll rephrase my jests, no longer a joke, the hope’s escalated now, been proven thru the moody blues, sing my song of jubilation within the heavy rotations of the northern winds (whew), New York is my den now, just as soon as the bus conductor hails the Greyhound, I’ll be seated towards the front, to brace myself for bumps, shocking journeys, don’t concern me the way they used to, refusal - on my part to allow the high strung - to affect my tongue, whatever comes…comes… my staying power comes from a hidden source, you’ve never seen me before, however ask the A&R’s at Rawkus - where’s the black stars dusk the dawn, rush your pawn, from Queens, my new zoo review scene, abandoned buildings and ghetto children, reminisce this temporary visit as extra fittings for my non-yieldin’, clam up the irritation and make pearls with it, intoxicate the crowd to throw up their hands like Ralph Chuck or Earl did it, my world intersected yours thru posts free of bore-dumb, woke up a few to realize that many more will come, some will transmit replies and lie “he’s a nice guy”, some will die trying to fly but get their wings clipped by Flatline’s, others will get their Chips knocked off the stack, some brothers will get less than One Percent trying to pass their rap, off to Da Antagonists in this class of magistrates, 3rd eye Cite rules in here - know the law, show your card and get your deck cut, under the table dealings of the appealing court, that’s my Theory I’m stickin’ to it, Crack a Smile Grinnin’ to our hip hop union, no remorse for it, my destination’s flown off the course of tourin’ for mornin’ keys soarin’, but my need for aviation’s multiplied to grow by the hundreds, sent a prayer in a bottle thru the troubled waters, “Lord I’m fly but I need to change my area code Pronto”, look ya’ll God answers prayer, cuz Udon Constantine is now officially outta here.
Yo! There’s like a million of yall in here that gave me props for my short visiting posts. I would’ve like to put everybody’s name in the rhyme. But I went off of my blown short-term memory and came up with the names that showed me love on the reg. Now that I think about it I’m recallin’ TheNorthernElements but it’s too late. My last post is officially complete. Here’s the deal. Udon’s on his way to NY to get into this thing for real. My boy JoChris is holdin’ things down at Rawkus in the studio and it’s time for me to take my stab at this elusiveness. I wish everybody the best and hope that your dreams come true. I issue one statement of advice in my departure – Dreams don’t come true unless you act out the dream. Peace to my T2K Family and Reciprocal Dialects. One-Thou&One 1001!
Udon Constantine Cheek, Jr.
Yeah that’s my real name. And… (your point?)
Yo, best of luck son. Hit the board up when you feel the need to (and you will, ha). For real though, good luck on the real-life emceeing, I can tell you got a passion for hip-hop. Stay up
My bad for getting to this post all late, but just know that I'm feeling you on that secular ish. By that I mean... separation of church and state (the idea of church being the love, hip hop, etc and the idea of state being your current location. Hope that suffices for an adequate elaboration.) I read a reply of yours on ill-ex's post, I believe, where you disclosed you've been staying in Kentucky and that's basically what I'm speaking on. (But, damn... I thought I had it bad in Nebraska!) I'm saying though, it's obvious that you've got a dedication to this thing we call hip hop. So, I'm straight up wishing you the best of luck kid.
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...to all who practice AND preach.
"Fuck liberty. Give me death..."
- F l a t l i n e r -
less than a month on the board and you already one of my top ten just for mimic'in me and doin it better.. for real.. i'll see you later tho.. not like you aint comin back.. plus we both with T2K ent. dang. see ya in NY b.. peace one love and much luck.
Ill. Nice How You Wove All The Peeps Names At The End. PEACE.
It's good to see the right kind of heads gettin' opportunities like this...wishin' you mad success, udon...no doubt...I'll most probably see you at the top...naw mean...ain't gonna forget you, kid...
PEACE, 1, God Bless...
Nuff respect, on the real...
"...Death To The ILLUMINATIon...I Keep Hope A Lie 'Cuz It's Over For You!"
Thanks for the belated props on the ill post Udon. Once again I'm slept on...lol...anyways, I think my brothas have missed Udon's header:he said that this was his last post for awhile. He will be back to rock it if he is a true head, which I know he is. He's got mad skillz and he will have to come up to brush up with the best the net has to offer. Anyways, much love and respect in your new residence Udon. You have inspired my flow from day one.
The Northern Element
This was ight Udon keep the illness present
this was madd ill gonna miss that shit.
Good luck my nigga, and welcome to NY. Ever feeling rusty walk through Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard (West 125 st) like at midnight, you'll encounter hundreds of heads who are willing to battle, peace and good luck.
Look me up, send me an email.
(Washington Heights, NYC 4ever)
Word Up Son...
Love back at ya...
Stay UP guy...
This verse was ILL...
Keep Droppin It son...
Peace to You...
~Second City Sunz~
hot post god, sorry that you, too, are leaving. but make sure you hold shit down at rawkus, keep it real, and let us know when the album drop...
im gonna miss you man ::::cries:::; naw but seriously i wish you the best of luck...and i got prayers for you kid..peace
hey man your shit was cool. but i really want to go and wish you the best. good luck on your trip. life always works in its own strange ways. fight for what you know (hiphop).
delirious click (TMD)
so many people leaving... its a shame....we lost a lot of skilled heads....
so because your gonna be in the studio more your not going to post at all?
i understand that life gets stressful when you move and all, but you should find some time even..... a little to post a few, the ish that you are recording, keystyles or whatever.
presence will be missed.....
thE gOrjUs OnE
(the end of 1999.....and maybe the world)
Freshness! I'll be waiting kid!
Reciprocal Dialect Love.... Peace, nigga.