bill cosby is opening a new dance club in philadelphia(wink wink)

Club Cosby, the place where you are free to wear sweaters, drink frozen jello pudding pops filled with delicious alcohol, and dance to earsplitting dubstep, freestyle, and hip hop music (yeah you read that right…Cosby hip)

the conceptual brainchild of phillys own(by way of california) premier indie hip-hop/trap-step artist Buddy Leezle . It will be here, MARCH 26 (M room 15WGirard and frankford) where all who attend, will get there face melted proper by the assaultive turntable stylings of the sexy DJs BATTLEAXEBABY, DJ Merenda(NYC). Get smacked with the lyricism of a young Ryshon Jones and the CO CHAMPS as well as yours trulys awesome debut performance as Ayo!k…. its a win win all across the board……

it must have been fate how i was able to link up with completely righteous doodz and to finally be able to grace the noble Club Cosby stage…. it mustve been fate i say…(as well numerous grams of kush no doubt)

this will be the third installment of Club Cosby.. and it is setting up to be quite the charmer….

i mean how charming can it be when at the time of this writing i still havent recorded the music im supposed to be performing to (!)

when my new laptop cut into the budget for printing the flyers(!!)

and the studio i WAS recording at, has mysteriously caught a virus(!!!)

awesome…..

but dont fret my fellow Cosby Club goers ayo!k has been known two pull miracles out his ass….(but that is all..i promise)

i also promise to all those who have chosen not to attend ….that you will be considered from tis day forth as a dumb dum….jus saying

because what i have in store for those who were hip enough and thirsty enough to bring there cosby sweater wearing ass through the door will be nothing short of amazing….

so put on them dancing shoes, and roll up to the M room on saturday if you aint square…(did i mention the pudding shots are free!!!!!)   cosby out….

why am i still is… even when im tryin not to be..(or something)

chitty chitty...

im done with so called gangster rap…i mean i am no longer interested in making music which references “gun pop” “cook it down to the oils” and whatever the hell “swag” is supposed to be…not saying i dont listen to the occasional 2pac, yukmouth, or jeezy joint.

its just that for me  im no longer wanting to make music that could draw undue negativity to me…ive been listenin to alot of, b.o.b., drake, and lupe as of late, and i admire the fact that alot of these new artist aren’t concerned with being “hard” or “gangsta” they can actually be true to themselves and the music with out having to manufacture some false image of being a drug kingpin (read: rick ross)

and even tho im distancing my self musically from the street element

dont get it fuked up

i still am from the streets

which is  basically the concept behind the song “we not we is”

even tho im not running the streets, shooting people, selling drugs or pimpin i still am a product of those very things and i dont want people to think that because my music is going to be more “pop music” rather than “pop glocks” that i myself have changed..

there will always be a street element to my music im just not killin hella people

so fuh all yall gansta music aficionados who thought i was coming home from jail to make some chitty chitty bang bang music  im so sorry to disappoint….go listen to jeezy

but before i go all the way pop…..

and since im from the bay area california i had to adress that stupid ass Tyga from yung money when he dissed the bay in the song “crickets” by newz boys

how DRAKE will save hip hop, make sure you thank him

now i know yall have had this album in yall ipod for like weeks now i mean i cant  go down the block to get a homemade ice tea without some chick bangin this shit in her Toyota

but it seems that there are people who still want to know what i think bout the dude

perhaps my not so secret dislike for the Young Money camp might be a reason

so never the less i am going to attempt to give you my unbiased (wink wink)opinion on the latest DRAKE offering ..

dont thank me at all

–fireworks feat Alicia Keys

this to me is his
introspective look into his experiences surrounding his newfound glory
at times humble at times arrogant the perfect human combination
alicias vocals give the track an air of dreamyness and uplifts the song as a whole
(im a sucker for strings and background vocal ensembles)
Drakes inspirational lyrical content caused me to also wish see fireworks
with the autobiographical accounts dealing with love, family, and career also gives us a glimpse into the mind of a man thrust into success and concerned that this might adversely affect his relationships…PLY- REPEAT

–the resistance

not to particularly fond of this track
perhaps the lack of drums or the similarity to the song fireworks…FFWD

–show me a good time

wasnt sure how this song was going to turn out Kanye  made the beat the sample and the drums in the opening measures sound like some shit made on a old ass Roland in the late 90’s
some more bragging from the dude but i think kanye played the homie Drake with that “beat i had forgotten about that was on an old ass DAT tape that i found under the bed so lemmie jus give it to the new kid” beat…SKIP

–Fancy Ft T.I. and Swizz Beats

beat sounds like some Primo type shyt its kool tho
i guess this is the anthem for them chicks that spend 30% of they paycheck to make it appear that their paycheck iz 50% larger than it is
i dunno i aint hatin tho
i like the track
but that bol T.I. i think destroys Drake on his own shit ala EM and Jay

i have a hankering for some baked Zitti all of a sudden...PLY

..hol up i gotta stop right here to make my drink and smoke a cigarette..

–Unforgettable Ft. Jeezy

despite the title.. the track i feel is anything but unforgettable
i havent like jeezy since “go getta” so i guess i was a little biased when i heard the song
Drizzy does his thing on the hook
but i feel that the subject matter has been done to death..FFWD-SKIP

–Miss me Ft lil wayne

decent track
d.o r.ight a.nd k.ill e.rything
oh ok
and i dont think i would any woman sucking the brown off me anytime soon
well on second thought…PLAY

–Find your Love

one of my favorite trax and a good follow up single
i kant help to feel that i could relate to the video
(no i dont mean sexin a big booty red bone in kingston type relating ..but i wish.)
but nah the video and song are a perfect companion when most videos nowadays aint got shit to do with the song
i myself have delt with a chick that could be described as “bad money” so the video
is especially relevant to me personally
as far as the song i actually didnt mind his singing…REPEAT

–Karaoke

i love the smooth trax and the water rhodes is a nice accent..
the hook is especially descent
i guess DRAKE dont want his ex to move to a new city and become a smut lol
(damn homie you need to let her spread that love around lol)…PLAY

–over

over it…SKIP

–up all night Ft niki minaj

i seen some chicks throw drinks on each other while this joint was on
in the bar
that alone makes it worth a…REPEAT

–Shut it down Ft the Dream

i fucks wit the dream
so that alone makes the track a go
and to all the ladies readin
take then fuckin heels off
but make sure them toes iz regulated properly first..PLAY

Light up FT Jay-Z

BOO…

i think Jay was tryin hard as hell not to get the fuck ate on this track(no homo)

these hooks iz all starten to sound the same…FFWD

–Ceces Interlude

rock guitars and snappy snares
who ever this chick is DRAKE’s on her tilzop…PLAY

–thank me now

thanx…PLAY

bet awards, Micheal Jackson, and grown men crying

the BET awards almost made me cry..yup, i said it, i almost cried watching that sh*t… i said ALMOST.

i think it was the year anniversary of the passing of the King of Pop Micheal Jackson that might have done it. just like how my parents knew exactly what they were doing when Kennedy got assassinated  i knew exactly were i was at when i got the news that MJ had passed.

i was serving a sentence in an upstate penitentiary when the news splashed across all news channels and it was there i was left in a state of disbelief for after all, this was the man who inspired me to pursue music in the first place.

when i used to watch all those old shows featuring the Jackson 5 i always imagined as a young child that i too can do that, that i too can dance and sing into the hearts of millions. although i eventually pursued rap i still get the same feeling whenever i watch them old shows..

now fast forward to a year later and here i am free in the world doing what i had always dreamed(somewhat)

watching the BET awards the annavesary of MJ passing was bitter sweet

there of course was the tribute by Cris Brown, prolly the best non performance performance on record. the EMOTION alone performing “Man in the mirror”  trumped even the lyrics themselvs ive never quite seen a tribute like it

it was nice to see El Debarge go up there and falsetto the ladies panties off once again

and maybe i was a bit too drunk at the bar watchin the show(and distracted by some beautiful women i might add) but i could have sworn queen latifa iz coming out with another rap album and i dont know what exactly was goin on with the cleo thing

my wife Alisha Keys i discovered is hella pregnant and cheating on me with some dude named swiss but her performance was awsome

i love my girl Keysha Cole but i think she f*cked up B.O.B‘s song “airplanes” (wha?? BET not tryin to have that lil white girl Hayley Williams do her thing??damn)

and who could forget the prince tribute..i wonder what he gon do wit them shoes

but anywayz i know there were a whole bunch of other performers doin therething that night i just really aint pay too much attention (jealous maybe)

i just know i better get my game up if im fit to be on that mutha f*cka in the near future

a case of party poopers, pinapple vodka, and a pair of womens shoes

yeah im gonna talk about it lol!!

so last night didnt exactly go as planned…im not going to get into too much detail for fear of embarassing a hellof alot of people (that have no reason to be embarassed ) but lets just say #1 it wasnt my fault and #2 for once it wasnt my fault…well there were no fire works and there were no parades at my homecoming

sheeet there was barley even any music…

(shout out to please please me yall did the damn thing)

there was plenty of red meat (disgusting) and bikinis to go around though (yoli chill out)

now all of the artist that were present were prepped to rock a show all crazy however the stupid ass venue owner had decided that he didnt want to play and decide to take his ball and go home .(d*ck head).

why the fuck would you shut down an event at 10 pm ???

ayo!! most people dont even show up to these type of events untill 10 pm

i swear on everything i love (pinapple vodka) that as we were leaving there was a friggin line of people tryin to get in the damn show!!

i mean this is crazy

i might not know verything about the bar promotion/show promotion game but i think (if im not mistaken) that

people = good

i dunno im no Don King of this promotion game but i think im fairly accurate in my previous equation

so there you have it ….

ya boys homecoming is going to have to wait a lil bit longer.

Dont fret though cause the bol MG gon be even more turnt up

the bol jonesy gon be more turnt up

them BSP bols gon be turnt up

and you know me….

Ayo!karati

gon be turnt all the way up…

so look for us in July in a soon to be announced location yall

but until then… get ya self familiar

o yeah there was this little issue a bout a pair of womens shoes that ive been sworn to secrecy not to tell

all i got to say is….GADDAMNIT!!!!!!!(insider)

why im afraid of sexual chocolate

that boys good

no doubt you remember the scene from “coming to America” where Randy Watson (eddie murphy) performed the song ” greatest love of all” with his band sexual chocolate..

no doubt you remember the audience being not exactly too thrilled with said performance  with Randy Watson dropping the mic in anticipation of some grand applause (classic)

if you are familiar with this scene then you know my fear

for you see im am scheduled to be doing my first performance on stage since being released from prison on the 19 of June( im awesome) and i cant help thinking about this exact scene

you see this wont be my first time on stage performing but it could be my last (if i do the damn thing like Randy did-mic drops and all)

i feel as though ive come a long way to get to where im at and im fully aware that i have hella far to go. My journey with this music is just beginning(again..for the third time)

however i cant help but be afraid of sexual chocolate (all my fine black sistas dont worry i wont be afraid of yall sexual chocolate anytime soon…hint)

i got my music (sort of im STILL waitin on Benny Futuretro to e mail me that damn remix)

and i feel like a seasoned veteran (but only while rehearsing in front the mirror… i know damn well its gone be a whole different monster under them lights)

i just hope that..nah fuck that i know that ill do a good job..ive waited too long for this and i aint gon let no silly movie trip me up..

but i swear on everything i love that if the audience at this show aint feelin me….

im droppin the mic

(hella hard)

where ill be at…if you wanna see greatness 

Start Time:	Saturday, June 19, 2010 at 3:00pm
End Time:	Sunday, June 20, 2010 at 2:00am
Location:	wet whistle
Street:	300 Meeting House Rd.
City/Town:	Jenkintown, PA



the concept behind “hello luv” (the new music single by me.. Ayo!karati)

people keep asking me what is the concept behind my new single “hello luv”  and why the hell would i record yet another “summer about a female” track…

and it is at that point i often find myself having to step by step explain the concept and my reasoning behind “hello luv”

first of all when i got the track from my man out in california- Benny Futuretro–  i immediately noticed how different the track was from all the other music he had wanted me to work on.I was still in the halfway house when i got the record, and i it was there i did all the writing for the song and came up with the concept for the record.

i knew that this song had potential to be a summer smash although i knew i prolly wouldnt be able to release it at the level that i feel the song deserved..

had it been released by an artist such as B.O.B or kid cudie they prolly would have to credit me with gettin them they new bentley (or smart car for the environmentally sensitive types)

none the less i have released this single on my tiny blog in the far reaches of the blogosphere in hopes that someone (you) could enjoy the labor of my love for the summer (and tell your rich record label exec daddy that you stumbled on some new ish)

but on to the concept

rather than jus talk about a chick i just met (were ever she is)

or worse talk about some chick i just…you know (that would be a nice change though)

i decided to “talk” to love itself

you see just in case i never get interviewed by a major magazine or vh1 (who are we kiddin you know i will)

i feel as though  this is my opportunity to go “behind the music”

so yeah, im talkin to “love” in this song and im asking her why the hell you keep avoidin me

and why the hell everytime i find her i keep goin for her friend “lust” maybe its them strappy Givenchy boots she got on-(Cassie.. wut up)

so while love may not be leading me to my official girl yet… you can listen to my official single

maybe ill find you…….

its Free download jus click the arrow button =)

3 clubs 3 duds-party boy and the illegal baseball cap

im a sucker for punishment a glutton for glam (in a completely hetero sexual way of course)

i jump at the chance to watch the pretty ladies dance.

is it the night? is it the lights?

perhaps its the wine and the shine

whatever it is it caused me to drag my ass out of the house at damn near 12 o’ clock at night to satiate these desires i possess..

at the behest of an associate and his female companion i was summoned in the wee hours of the morning to pursue what some might call a goodtime..

as it turns out “goodtime” is a bit more elusive then previously thought..

it took three distinct, and very different night club establishments to solidify that fact.

i love philly night life -in fact i truly believe it to have one of the best in the country…

however..

after i downed my usual  cranberry- goose vodka drink at my regular watering establishment

i proceeded with my companions to a new spot ive never heard of or seen before…

club 360 (perhaps the name should be called 180 for i shoulda spun my ass right back out the door)

the club itself was situated in the middle of a casino

the sounds of slot machines,  lost money, hopeless gamblers and women in skimpy clothing (the latter i didnt mind too much)

and then the club..

a curtained off area with a bar stretching the leanth flashing colored dance floor (the usual fare)

the massive sound system banging all the latest radio(?) hits

7$ dollar coronas??? 10$ dollar single shots??

perhaps i should have came already drunk.

but at least there were plenty of eye candy to go around..but did i tell you hats were not allowed (as with most clubs)

and since i was -how you say “between” hair braiding appointments

i wasnt to enthusiastic about that…

on to the next one

the second place we visited wasnt any better

Micheal’s cafe

…watching 60year old women dancing to 50 cent ” in the club” was not what i had envisoned for my evening (after all i wasnt that drunk …yet)

last and most definitely least

club 360 (yes…but a different one)

perhaps i should have taken the hint

all the pretty girls were too interested in dancing by themselves while there were some pretty boys dancin wit each other…

take me the fuck home

party boy freeze

QC7ZNCEU4VBW

passion of the Vice

funny how i can recall a topic discussed during counseling while sitting at the bar (drug and alcohol counseling to be exact)

the topic was: could you stop a person from destroying themselves and do you think destiny really exist (they was tryin to get all philosophical on me)

and my answer to both of the questions posed was

” i dont giva a sh*t “

well im not being totally honest, as a matter a fact i do care deeply about whether or not we as humans can control our destiny otherwise i wouldnt be putting in so much work tryin to pursue this music..

but as far as a mutha f*cka wantin to destroy himself by jumpin off a bridge..lets jus say his ass better not land no where near me ( i aint tryin to clean these sneaks off again)

i say that to say this

ive had to overcome plenty of obstacles to get here and to be able to reach people with my music

ive had to cope with the fact that ive had an advantage at an early age only to lose it all

to battling depression and substance abuse as well as an addiction to hustling.

prolly should have stayed my ass in school..(something about being a writer comes to mind)

and a stint behind bars was just another situation i had to overcome

not by muscle but sheer mind power was i able to get through this and not destroy myself in the process

now im presented with a new challenge

the challenge on getting you to press play

hello love. thanks for the schooling in compliacated ass relationships

a congratulations are in order. Applauding me right now would also be very appropriate as i have just received a Masters degree, no a Doctorate…in male and female bonding from the University of Seriously F*cked relationships ( USF- just guess what the mascot is)

if you feel that these statements are incorrect- or worse- misleading; please refer to the historical  record as evidence:

the first woman i had decided to deal with since coming home from prison was in fact 13 years my senior (WTF?)

for some reason i felt that i should be dealing with a more mature woman, perhaps she wouldnt subject me to the young ass  games a young girl would play…

i was so wrong

(she had some old ass games of her own)

my second lil mama i decided to deal with was just released from prison as well (and that is all i have to say on that lil experiment)

on to the next one

a young, beautiful, vibrant, not on parole/ self employed woman had stepped into my life and it seemed as though a connection was made

alas i was wrong again

apparently she couldnt deal with the fact that im an aspiring entertainer…

perhaps it was her hyper jealousy i couldnt deal with…

did i mention shorty live 3000 miles away from me…

well it looks like im back at it again people

hello luv

http://soundcloud.com/ayo-karati/helloluvdemo

somethin for the summer