Diddy put the paws on drake??? Update- Diddy yells take that take that after smacking drizzy

[Mac Casper]

No disrespect my nikka but you p*ssy
I don't give a damn who started it or who it is. If a nikka slap me we goin around the room and we gon fukk up some furniture

Blame the lack of fathers in the household. Add on top of people not actually fighting anymore with their hands, and you have this.

These young people have no backbone or moral compass, I was just talking to someone the other day who said if someone throws a brick through their window "it's my problem, not theirs" . . I was like "if someone throws a brick through my window I'm jump out the house and beat their ass and they responded with "you have little man syndrome" . . I mean where's the logic there? I responded the way a man would to defend his home and property and they responded to me as if I'm suppose to suppress my natural instinct to make them feel comfortable in their docile and passive world. It was the most diluted point of view I had ever heard

 

[Wild self]

These young people have no backbone or moral compass, I was just talking to someone the other day who said if someone throws a brick through their window "it's my problem, not theirs" . . I was like "if someone throws a brick through my window I'm jump out the house and beat their ass and they responded with "you have little man syndrome" . . I mean where's the logic there? I responded the way a man would to defend his home and property and they responded to me as if I'm suppose to suppress my natural instinct to make them feel comfortable in their docile and passive world. It was the most diluted point of view I had ever heard

Its the entire world that thinks like that now.

 

[big bun]

If you think so that's fine.... I don't have live by your definitions haha

Women use these same shaming tactics to manipulate men.... Your ego is not your friend

This guy

 

[Mac Casper]

Its the entire world that thinks like that now.

I had no idea where their response came from either because I'm 6 feet tall and they were all 5 foot 6 so their response was completely baffling, almost as if they didn't have an understanding of the phrase they were using.

 

[Wild self]

I had no idea where their response came from either because I'm 6 feet tall and they were all 5 foot 6 so their response was completely baffling, almost as if they didn't have an understanding of the phrase they were using.

Masculinity is on the ropes in America, period. The days of the super muscular male that acts all is played out and phased out of anything that ain't sports-related.

 

[DATMAN$]

drake dont belong in hiphop bruh he belong in jason derullo or flo-rida lane

 

[Osmosis]

From last week:

http://slumz.boxden.com/showpost.php?p=32968811&postcount=4



Boxden got some real industry connects

 

[mortuus est]

From last week:

http://slumz.boxden.com/showpost.php?p=32968811&postcount=4



Boxden got some real industry connects

 

[The_King_of_Everything]

These young people have no backbone or moral compass, I was just talking to someone the other day who said if someone throws a brick through their window "it's my problem, not theirs" . . I was like "if someone throws a brick through my window I'm jump out the house and beat their ass and they responded with "you have little man syndrome" . . I mean where's the logic there? I responded the way a man would to defend his home and property and they responded to me as if I'm suppose to suppress my natural instinct to make them feel comfortable in their docile and passive world. It was the most diluted point of view I had ever heard

Because everybody is a fakkit now breh

 

[malbaker86]

Drake is proabbly like me, a not tough cat that thinks it's easy to be tough when the need arises
Mike Tyson ruined about 4 years of my life.
I really loved the way he fought, the peak-a-boo style. I never had any boxing training of my own, but i figured if i got in a fight my studying of Tyson fights would be all the training i needed.

One day in school i was hawkin luiges into textbooks and dropping them from the 3rd floor window onto people's heads below. I hit Beasley Mayfield, I large black girl with a jherri curl and stature of a large industrial brick pizza oven. She challenged me to a duel after school, to which I obliged. When we began our waltz she looked me up and down and then i immediately got into my shuffle. I held my fists close to my chin and bobbed and weaved to get into her inside as she threw wild overhand strikes. I envisioned myself as a perfectly chiseled Brooklyn killer ready to eviscerate my victim when her fist punched the back of my hands, knocking my knuckles right into my nose and slightly gapped teeth. I dropped them for an instant as the bottom of her palm and wrist crashed into my nose. I instantly began to smell sulfur and bacon as salty discharges gathered in my eyes, making them fog up and my vision impaired. Beasley then took her fist and slammed it into the top of my head, much like a cartoon gorilla wacking a mole into the hole from which it came. The impact of my head being pushed into my throat made me involuntarily say "KAAAAACKKK"

I dropped to the pavement as a heard a collective "AWWWWWWDAYUUMM" from the hecklers that encircled us. This was far different from the chants of awe in Caesar's Palace I envisioned at the start of this ruckus. As I lay on the ground nose numb with the feeling that the top of my skull had been cracked she grabbed my left pant leg and the left sleeve of my French Toast shirt and began to lift me off the surface. I began to feel the wind and see the faces of onlookers around me begin to spin around me rapidly, but they were not the ones that were moving in a circle. I wanted to scream and beg for her to stop swinging me for what seemed to be infinity, but I did not. When Beasley decided she wanted to stop she let me go on maybe the 18th revolution, and my limp body went flying into a pile of hamster cages.

The embarrassment was so great i had to transfer schools. But i couldn't understand how a style so graceful could be so ineffective against am uncoordinated brute

 

[HARLEM AL]

This. Thread is comedy.
"Well, Drake got hit, and then thought about his business plans, and how much money Diddy has....and he decided to give Diddy a pass".

No Drake got hit, and did nothing. All his boys, body guards, Chubbs, did nothing.

How you get punked by Diddy? Diddy?

To put it into perspective Diddy was seen as the victim during the Bad Boy/Death Row shyt....not saying he actually was, but he definitely wasn't the instigator....and now he's the bully. That's how soft the rap game currently is. I'm waiting for Young Berg to knock out one of these new dudes next.

Fred.

They soft as baby shyt big homie. shyt is crazy

 

[LogicFirst]

Someone broke down the fact why there may never be a video, can be legit reason can be

LIV is mad popular obviously and have a rear entrance only certain people can use. Word is no cameras back there for obvious reasons
Also no one in that situation (especially since no one knew there was an issue) no one is about to pull out a cell to record
Also since its the back entrance of this club, no regular "fans" back there, which normally leads to a ton of pics and videos being dropped.

I am more curious as to what happens when someone asks Drake about it, his reply will say a lot. Does he lie about it and face something even worse? Does he ignore the question? Should be interesting lol

His silence thus far is extremely revealing

 

[Reality Check]

From last week:

http://slumz.boxden.com/showpost.php?p=32968811&postcount=4



Boxden got some real industry connects

Surprising since I could picture Puffy using a beat like that.

 

[JCalli]

Some of you drake fans are the f*ckin worst

Talking bout bytches boycottin Ciroc

Getting blindsided

Having no time to clap back

Gettin a W for keepin the track

Diddy being some certified goon so he done right not touching him

Bunch of fakkits, like that dam fruitcake you stan. It's simple, your boy got slapped like the moist bytch that he is and done nothing. It should be the natural reaction of a nikka to clap back.

Fitting that Diddy slapped that boy too, because when i was growing up we knew him for dancing, ad libbin and getting sonned

 

[Tommy Knocks]

Drake is proabbly like me, a not tough cat that thinks it's easy to be tough when the need arises
Mike Tyson ruined about 4 years of my life.
I really loved the way he fought, the peak-a-boo style. I never had any boxing training of my own, but i figured if i got in a fight my studying of Tyson fights would be all the training i needed.

One day in school i was hawkin luiges into textbooks and dropping them from the 3rd floor window onto people's heads below. I hit Beasley Mayfield, I large black girl with a jherri curl and stature of a large industrial brick pizza oven. She challenged me to a duel after school, to which I obliged. When we began our waltz she looked me up and down and then i immediately got into my shuffle. I held my fists close to my chin and bobbed and weaved to get into her inside as she threw wild overhand strikes. I envisioned myself as a perfectly chiseled Brooklyn killer ready to eviscerate my victim when her fist punched the back of my hands, knocking my knuckles right into my nose and slightly gapped teeth. I dropped them for an instant as the bottom of her palm and wrist crashed into my nose. I instantly began to smell sulfur and bacon as salty discharges gathered in my eyes, making them fog up and my vision impaired. Beasley then took her fist and slammed it into the top of my head, much like a cartoon gorilla wacking a mole into the hole from which it came. The impact of my head being pushed into my throat made me involuntarily say "KAAAAACKKK"

I dropped to the pavement as a heard a collective "AWWWWWWDAYUUMM" from the hecklers that encircled us. This was far different from the chants of awe in Caesar's Palace I envisioned at the start of this ruckus. As I lay on the ground nose numb with the feeling that the top of my skull had been cracked she grabbed my left pant leg and the left sleeve of my French Toast shirt and began to lift me off the surface. I began to feel the wind and see the faces of onlookers around me begin to spin around me rapidly, but they were not the ones that were moving in a circle. I wanted to scream and beg for her to stop swinging me for what seemed to be infinity, but I did not. When Beasley decided she wanted to stop she let me go on maybe the 18th revolution, and my limp body went flying into a pile of hamster cages.

The embarrassment was so great i had to transfer schools. But i couldn't understand how a style so graceful could be so ineffective against am uncoordinated brute

this is one of the funniest things Ive read all year. Literally I laughed so hard tears came down.