October 30, 2004

Big Cuz Got Slumped


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This is part of what I recorded friday night out at Howard Homecoming. It was big fight between DC and the out of towners. Like dude says, "When you come to DC you get it like that." Now watch Big Cuz get slumped.

October 22, 2004

State of the William Address Part II (almost 6 months later)

Greetings, my people. Let me start by saying, “Lord, please forgive me for how I may say it but my heart is still good.” Due to a popular response, and I think people might actually care; I am back with the State of the William Address. The state of the William is tired. Times are tough but we must stay the course. The war on terror is going to be tough, re-elect me we must stay the course. Oh shit, I thought I was Bush for a second. People go out and vote. The shit is not a game this year. Get the dumbass out of the white house. After 7 months the 3rd DVD release is done. After much advancement and several editing redoes, it is nothing like the first 2. It is over an hour long and has a lot of special features. It is the most technically sound one to date and Chalmer is using his high tech computer setup to make labels, I’m boosted about that. However, almost all of you motherfuckers will never get to see it. Why?! Don’t be shocked. As always, it is because of the content on it. On this disc, I am mostly making fun of myself (I wasn’t really scared. I was acting). This shows the extent of my sense of humor; I can take jokes a well as I give them.

As I said earlier, the state of the William is tired. I am tired. Physically tired, a nigga has been getting no rest. The “surrender me now” isn’t working. I got shit bottled up. So little things get me pissed. Motherfuckers tend to think it’s funny when I get pissed but it don’t be funny any more when they are on the receiving end of my pissnessity. I’m tired of censoring shit on my DVD releases; cause someone might get their fucking feelings hurt. I’m tired of having to watch what I say. I’m Will Wash bitches, that’s what I do, I make people cry. The people that knew me way back know the Will you know now is nothing like the Will from the late 90’s. I haven’t had beef with anybody in years and that’s cool, great even, but I’m tired of being extra careful about what I can say. If you can’t take a joke then get the fuck out my face.

Also I’m tired of the devil fucking with me in my sleep. In dreams, I be chillin in white tee. Not a throwback cause I be looking clean in my white tee. And I see the devil looking at me. That shit fucked me up. On the real, I think that nigga was hating on my white tee. So I was like, “What the fuck you looking at?” Yall know how I do it. “Why YOU in MY face?” But get this, why that bitch say, “Who put that monkey in a T-shirt?” Ain’t that a bitch? Can you believe that shit? The fucking devil had jokes. A crucial one at that. And the worst part, the shit that got to me, is he said some shit I would say. Damnit, I’m tired of getting fucking harassed by the devil in my sleep. Why don’t that nigga take his gay ass on and steal some souls and shit. Or go give George Bush another bright idea.

I’m tired of there being no limit on ignorance in America. I’m with you, Meraf. Fuck undecided voters. Dumbass, no thought process having bitches. Why I seen this motherfucking black ass nigga get on TV news talking about A-rabs and shit. It hurt my heart. That shit is ignorant. How hard is it to pronounce arabs, motherfucker. Making black people look bad.

Like I said I’m pissed. Why do I feel like I can’t say shit when I see shit? I felt like I couldn’t say anything when I saw this 19 year old girl sitting there sucking her thumb. Think about it. I know we all thinking the same damn thing. This bitch suck dick. Come on, any women stilling sucking her thumb over the age of 13 is or will be a dicksucker. She will need a cure for the oral fixation. I wanted to say something so bad when I saw it. And I wanna say something to all these niggas standing around with their mouth open, especially motherfuckers with braces. People, scratch that, Niggas/Black people need to start breathing through their noses. Stand there with your mouth open makes you look REAL primitive. Like using 2 hands to drink out of a glass. God gave you a nose so you wouldn’t be standing there looking stupid with your mouth open. And it will help with that bad breath problem (and it’s not just the braces people). I got to start telling motherfuckers about their breath that shit is Iraqi style torture. Women need to take that natural hair shit back to Africa. That pokemon bush hair cut ain’t cutting it. I know some of yall are mad but that shit must be said. Niggas don’t need S-curls and perms. Bitches don’t need bushes and fades. Lets keep the line between the sexes. Be mad, come at me if you want. I did go to a BLACK school. I got crooked bush and shape up jokes for weeks. And the federal government needs to classify Nextel subscribers as a cult. Trying to talk to them about services is like trying to talk to a Mormon or Jehovah witness. No hope of change and they be recruiting. How can you be black and not like big lips?

Why do motherfuckers think Jadakiss is deep after one song? Why? They are the same motherfuckers that like that dumbass movie Belly. He really ain’t say shit. Why? Why is it everyone else’s verses on the remix deeper than his? Why? Why do all niggas look the same? Why is it that all niggas do is wear jerseys and wife beaters? Why do Chalmer thinks his bootleg movies from Blockbuster are official? Why? Why do motherfuckers wait til they’re old and shit to start smoking? Why do heads think the government made weed illegal cuz “they be hatin”? Why do people think G-Unit is cool? Why is them niggas named after a ape? Why would anybody buy their shoes? Why don’t they niggas just go solo so I can like them (except for banks)? Why is that R&B boy Lloyd the gayest nigga on the radio? Why? Why hasn’t everyone seen Fahrenheit 911 or the Passion? Why the fuck would you bootleg the Passion of Christ? Why hasn’t Luan learned how to work the camcorder yet? Why is it necessary to be all up in my face? Why? Why don’t motherfuckers think it’s a little gay to be running a G? Why do they feel comfortable with so many dicks out in the same room? Why do Tuan and Burke stay in adventures? Why hasn’t Meraf been on the Real World yet? Why hasn’t she let me record her audition tape? Why? Why do we have to wait till half of Latisha and Damelia friends leave till we have fun? Why do people get scared to speak when I come around? Why did Tressa call me a crazy nigga? Why? Cuz I wanna know.

Signing off until next time,
Your boy Will Wash.

Don't mind the anger, I'm always like that.

Best Kept Secrets:
The City of God DVD
Akon CD
HBO’s The WireCheck them out.

June 10, 2004

Adams Morgan





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May 05, 2004

State of the William Address (it’s the takeover)

Greetings, my people.
I know I have been scarce recently. But a nigga been busy catching up from 2 months of slacking off and ain’t being about shit. Do not fear, I still have 2 weeks to pass all my classes but the 4.0 average is definitely gone. I’m like Nas, I’m take care of everything in foul swoop.

After brief excitement of buying a new amplifier for the car, the state of my car is still the same. It is still junky and dirty. And it sounds the same, because I broke the amp in a record of 4 hours. Tuan beat that. On the topic of broke, my new camcorder is still broken; the repair shop had to order a part for it. Hopefully, it won’t take 8 weeks like my Sony amp. With no camcorder that means the short film will be put on hold until I get it back. Luan’s scenes have been shot. The rest of you niggas (Chalmer and Tuan) have to match his strong performance. Also there will be no new DVD released anytime soon unless anybody wants to see some of the old clips still on the hard drive (except for the one of me singing the thong song). Meraf, when am I going to get my 8mm back? Now, is Will Wash going to have to choke a bitch? The weather is warm; we got to start hitting the park up for lunch again. Chalmer, Tuan, Luan stop being selfish let a nigga know when yall trying to play ball. Luan don’t forget about the video game. I still need some models for it. Don’t make me press you out too. Take a time out (from the porno), and work on that shit. Tuan, I heard your bitch ass been practicing, but it won’t change the fact I knocked your ass out in the first round. Lights out, BITCH! Even Chalmer’s mini-me (the retard kid at the park that be saying, “YEAH!”) can last past the first round. Go get Burke and Cosigning Sean for help cuz I’m a monster on the Playstation sticks. Any game you want, nigga, any game. I ain’t one of them weakass online bitches. Everyone needs to stop calling Chalmer Semi from Coming to America. That shit is too funny. Pay your tickets nigga and stop breaking the law. Oh and by the way no one has ever seen you play ball in white air force ones (fuck Nike). Don’t make me call police; tell your sister to stopping calling it ain’t my baby. I always pull out with her (ah sket sket sket). Now say something else about my momma. Plus you guys need to decide who going to be Charlie Brown. Fight it out. Damelia and Latisha thanks for the two months of fun. But yall need learn that when you start getting sleepy and you actually fall asleep in a club, I might need to start thinking about going home instead which bar to go to next. Damelia, be nice to Burke please. We know that nigga has a drinking problem, so you are invited to the intervention so you can tell how it make you feel when he drinks and fucks up your name. One a serious note, you need to talk to your cousin (the one who keeps forgetting to cross her legs in front lesbians and Cee-lo Green the soul machine in a Tina Turn skirt), Chanelle, about her driving. I am really concerned. I hate to see yall die so young. I’m learning how to do the whop and break dance just so Lilly can’t talk about my black ass’s lack rhythm. This ain’t B2K and I ain’t trying to be served (I seen them Asians on the dance machine up in Dave and Busters). LaTisha and Tressa. Don’t be scared, no just yet. But if yall don’t start speaking to me (and I mean more than a hi), I’m put yall on the spot with the camera. Don’t be shy around me, no one else is, so don’t be. I had my hustle men look for you a new camera ever since you told me at Chalmer’s house. If they can find a $50 dollar playstation and $20 gamecube, who knows what else is out there (it might be hot. So hot, that shit it might even be your old camera). Last but not least, Burke, Tuan, and Sean need to lose the beer goggles. Leave the fat ass mud mucks alone. When sober you all know better. And stop encouraging niggas to be rappers. Everybody can’t rap.

I think that’s enough to keep you guys mad at me for a couple of weeks. I know yall got something to say, then say it, don’t be bitches about. You know the number, I paid my phone bill. Or send a reply (to all if you’re tough good enough, no weak shit). And No, Tuan and Chalmer, you did nothing of the sort with my momma. The only one hitting it is my daddy.

It’s a textbook and Blockbuster weekend bitches, have fun without me. But when I’m back, it’s on.

Still the top dog, number one shit talker,
That Nigga Will.

Now tell me how you feel.

It the takeover, son!


I still rap better than Sean.
1st round knockout, nigga!