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Stop The Doug Flutie Shit!

Word to Tracy Morgan…”Stop the Doug Flutie Shit”
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Every person out there knows exactly what I am talking about but if not….read up on Doug Flutie. Know your role and play your position. The problem is that dudes always want to be the man at everything. I can’t stand on the sideline anymore and watch a mockery be made of the game.

Reporter:What do you think of the way the game is being played?
Luv: Honestly…..cats out here are messing it up. They have it so twisted and backwards, its borderline ridiculous. I mean people want to be the owner, GM, coach, Offensive coordinator, the quarterback, fullback and the announcer. (*Bleep*) is insane.


Reporter:Whoa Dog! Please explain
Luv: The only way I can put it is that these knuckleheads all think they are Doug Flutie…..Gettin in the huddle and calling their own plays. Coach said this….but here is what "I" wanna to do…If we have a game plan to share the ball….you cant be scoring all the safeties, field goals and touchdowns. Stop trying to do so much…..we are ahead by 21 points…..we don’t need an onside kick…sit your ass on the bench….i cant stand this (*Bleep*)….if u see me talking to a female ….by myself….i don’t need your help, I don’t want to introduce you, I can’t “put you on”….im focused on my assignment….there aren’t any all stars or future hall of famers out here….I got this….If I need help I will send a signal…. “Soo Woo” hahaha. Until then….let me be.


Reporter: So you have a problem with your team mates?
Luv: Nooooo not in the least. My team mates….the ones that know their role and their position…im cool with…its these Kordell Stewart types….They came in the league with one position and want to play theirs, mine and create a new one. Careful….they might try to do your job next.


Reporter:So what do you want accomplished by this press conference?
Luv: I just want to say these things…..There are more women than men…it’s a fact. If I had John Madden here he could give you a better statistical breakdown….But essentially i want dudes to stop saving hoes…not because I want her but she is just doing her job…she is a part of the earth. When God made Adam and Eve..he made the chick in the white shorts too....i read about it.lol...you don’t want someone coming to your job and telling you what you don’t need to be doing…. “do you even work here?”
And tell you something else...…I want dudes to stop taking kindness for interest….Just because she looked at you…does not mean she wants you…doesn’t mean she wants you to grab her belt loop ahahhahaha or mean that she even thinks you are cute….shes just being nice. Desperation aint cute and it smells like sour milk….Lastly….for real this time….if you want a chance…try talking to her…you would be amazed what a little conversation can do to your game. I will give you some free tips…don’t tell her she has a fat butt….or that she is thick like “duck butter”…I have noooo idea what that means…talk to her about life, love and everything in the middle…..trust me…..and it doesn’t hurt to invest in this
…or be ugly with cute features
…hahaha

Insomniatic Chronicles

1. Its 12:55 am and I'm one red bull deep....
2. I worked out for the 2nd time 2day and I'm watchin Hustle and Flow for the 2nd time.
3. Don Cannon Instumentals is good zoning music at 1 am.
4. I'm on some shit right now lol.....I can't even front. I need my chest tatted ASAP.
5. I can't phathom going back to the way my life was....I would be doing the same shit everyday and regretting every minute of it...

There is no place better than the state of my mind

There is no place better than the state of my mind.

My mind is my enemy at times. My mind represents the foe that will never be conquered or a villain that will always escape my grasp. But I embrace it as such. My mind is beyond comprehension. I liken the thoughts within my head to the artists whom I surround myself with. For example, the vision they possess to manifest art into their personal expressions is not the way I would fixate my creative direction. I profess no ability to be a great illustrator; no ability to capture the most telling photograph; or the ability to harmonize my voice in a way that it inspires listeners. I have no claims to fame beyond merely professing that I am a work of art. I am a creation. I as a person do nothing. But my life is the embodiment of artistic creativity. Not in the form of modeling or being statuesque, but in the sense that i am designed with the intention of being appreciated if not now in all certainty when I am gone. I represent the questions in life. I pose no ability to have the answers, but I embody the art of questioning.
At times in my past existence which often times seems to change on a daily basis; I would envy those who live their life by the non spiritual certainties. But I was never built to accept the certainties. I was never meant to be that person.
I have placed my life in a motion or a direction that I cannot predict. I plan for the future to be a settled, established and relevant existence compiled of family, friends and excitement. But in my own variation of the song and dance….The songs on my playlist are almost impossible for anyone else to find. My two-step can’t be compared to anything you have seen before. I have begun a quest of immense magnitude. I want to entrench myself in the ideology of my most complex mindset so much so that I no longer have conflicts. I no longer want to have a power struggle with my consciousness. I want to fabricate a fixated reality in which my subconscious desires and my conscious acceptances are combined as one. Returning to my direction of thought…..The state of my mind is finally done beasting. I am finally going to put my subconscious desire to be over my love obsession in motion. My ideology, My paradigms, My Shit I not going to be limited to the object of my obsession.
I was speaking with my best friend today in regards to the current state of both of our minds and ironically we are both at the same juncture. Stuck in the past….In all honesty the past is not even in their minds. In some circumstances they think about it I suppose. But they have moved on and no longer harp on it. We Beast and they become someone else’s Beauty lol. So I know I have done this so many times, but I am speaking for both of us when we finally let go of it and move on. You have to do it for the state of your mind. I cant do anything more than be responsible for my mind and hope that I exude the absoluteness of integrity. I need to be accountable for the thoughts which mean the most to me. The state of my mind is in transition to freedom from doubt, embracement of opportunities and loathing of indecisiveness……to be continued.

Ron Luv Unplugged

As I scribe my life in the way that makes sense to me, I need to disregard my audience. So as I set up my mic, dim the lights, plug in my acoustic and sit on my stool MTV Unplugged style I embrace the person that I am with no name attached. You can have my name, you can have my ego and you can sign my autographs for me. This is Ron Luv Unplugged.

As an artist who has no visual works of art, no tags, no catalogue, no collaborations and no followers I embrace it all. My world tour was fun and life changing, but I like home better than any other place. I perfected the concept of an alternate ego and persona, but it stole my sincerity, it robbed my creativity and it made me lose my original fan club. So in an effort to return to the basis of my identity with no ulterior motive attached, I return to the essence of Ron Luv. I suppose the best way to go about this is to have no reservations. I am confessing all my backstage stories and the late night visits to Denny’s. I fought every urge to be a star. It wasn’t for me. I really am a low key/back in the cut kind of guy and I love only 2 things in life, God and Music. The “people in the suites” and “the label” believed in me. They believed in the promise of my stage name, they believed that with a little effort and direction I could be famous. I took that shit to the head quick and fast. I had no stage fright, I had no fear of the crowd and I had only one reservation. I was nervous as hell to perform my first song. I rehearsed it over and over again trying to convince myself that it sounded smooth. “So when are you going to buy me dinner” I paused and wanted to see if the crowd was receptive. I glanced and the crowd was feeling it in every aspect. My fist, truest and most loyal fan was created. It seems like the first hit single is always your favorite. Ask Wale about “Dig Dug”, Fred Knuxx about “Roll Call” and Kanye about “All falls down”. Man if I told you how it made me feel and how Hollywood I turned you wouldn’t believe me. I will give you a taste of that song as I’m sure my fan will appreciate me taking it back.

In every aspect of my being I loved what you meant to me. You were my safety net when I got out there on the road. I knew that if anything else failed me, you wouldn’t. You would always hold me down. Then it changed. The artists I sampled you from wanted royalties or wouldn’t let me perform you any longer. That shit hurt. That was the worst feeling I have ever gone through. That single moment made me mature as an artist and hone my craft to the point where I know it impacted how I performed that song ever again. But after the battle was over and some knock off artist came along trying to recreate what I had perfected, I had to sit back and laugh. But it will never get back to the way it was. I will always love that joint until the day I die and that will probably be my most classic joint, but it helped me get the point I am now……….next joint….

Scratch that, since this is My Unplugged. There was a time when I said “Fuck that song” That song hurt like shit. After that song, after those sold out arenas, after the performances at every local bar, my roots never accepted me again. I couldn’t go back to the coffee shop for open mic night. I need the fucking open mic night…..i need the coffee shop love…I don’t blame the song, but I blame myself for letting that song change who I am. I had to switch up my whole artistic direction. Aight…..sorry yall I didn’t mean to snap and you can bleep out the curses to make this safe for the families hahahhaa.

Aight my next joint wasn’t like any other joint I have ever made but it was the one I wish more people like. That was the song that represented everything I was at the time and the type of music I eventually want to make. This song was “Just friends”. Im having a moment right now. I never had to practice that song ever. It just felt so natural to perform but was my most compromising track. That song left me on stage one night scared to death……Our first commercial break.

Images of the Day!

Images of the day: 09/02/08
Zo! and Tigallo love the 80's is by far the most random yet pleasing music i have heard in a long time. Phonte is a genius. No matter what Joe Buddens says.....he is the lil wayne to average 8-5 ninjas. Buy This Album:


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Artistically this is amazing....i can appreciate good art and this has incredible detail.


And last but not least. Michael Jackson courtesy of Bossip



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Enjoy!

I Luv Fashion

Courtesy of The Hundreds:
I love the clean lines on this piece. I really don't need to place any additional emphasis....But the vest has sick accessory potential and Fiberops denim is crafted by geniuses.