Mornings are dog shit. You’re tired and hungover, but you have to get out of bed and do stuff, so you could use a little motivation. A little pick-me-up. A little morning bump, if you will. Well here you go, compadre. Put this metaphorical straw to your nose and snort.
Don’t Look Like A Bitch
English, motherfucker! Do you speak it? I assume yes since you have the ability to read it. That’s good. We’re off to a good start. The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men — whatever that means. Regardless, badass clip from a badass movie that should get the blood flowing on this fine summer morning. Never fuck with Samuel L. Jackson.
He just dropped an album for the first time in two-hundred years, so it just seems right to get down to some old school Dr. Dre right about meow. Sure, Dre wrote about as much of this song as Drake wrote “10 Bands,” but that’s neither here nor there. Just enjoy the goddamn jam, slap yourself a couple times, splash some cold water on your face, chug a water, and get your ass in the game.
Rock The World
That’s an ace right there, kids. Soak it in. Breath it in deep like it’s a fine glass of red wine and let the fumes intoxicate you. Now take a bite of cheese. That’s good shit, huh? Mmm real good. Sports!
Get Busy Living Or Get Busy Dying
You might be stuck in prison for a crime you didn’t commit, and maybe you’ll have to crawl through five-hundred yards of shit smelling foulness that you can’t even imagine just to get what you want, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be done. Get busy livin’, or get busy dyin’. That’s goddamn right. It’s go time..