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Well playas...Kyrie Irving learned that valuable lesson of loyalty earlier this week when one of his boyz told Stephen A. Smith that he wasn't happy in Cleveland. Then ole boy told the world on ESPN's First Take what Kyrie's boy told him. Sounds like some school kids in the suburbs doesn't it? Now both Kyrie and LeBron did a helluva job of downplayin' this foolishness after they beat the Pacers on Monday night. Only for Stephen A. to get on TV again Tuesday and literally tell a boy that he got the information from Kyrie's inner circle. No shame in his game bruh!
Let's keep it real or all the way 100, whichever comes 1st! What's so foul is that only in professional sports do we applaud the snitch and the dun that goes out and tells it. Nowhere else in life does either of those cats get any love. Well, they may get some love in the suburbs or in rural America but in the ghetto they get the brakes beat off of them for that. They call that "Carryin' Bones" where I'm from.
Anybody that carries bones to be messy is a mark. It's crazy to me that cats make a livin' snoopin' around locker rooms and talkin' to player's homeboys on the low, gets whatever information and then put it on blast! Only to turn around and shake the same cats hand that they put on blast! And the dun on blast shakes his freakin' hand like it's cool! Wheredeydodatat?
It would be different if he was breakin' trade rumors or the big three goin' to Miami etc. He put a dun on blast about not bein' happy while the team is in the middle of a playoff hunt. Puttin' a boy on blast isn't news. That's called bein' messy. Why? Because now he's gotta lie about bein' happy and it's just another distraction they don't need. And anybody that covers sports knows that. So you threw flames on a fire for no apparent reason.
My problem isn't with a boy breakin' a story. It's with a boy bein' messy with cats that he's tellin' everybody else he's cool with.
I'm not talkin' about Stephen A. in particular. I'm talkin' about duns that do it in general. So that includes Stephen A. If you're the cat that gives commentary then be that dude. Don't be the dun that tells boyz business unless he tells you himself. To get information second and third hand and then tell it without the dun you're talkin' about knowin' is foul balls.
You hear stories all of the time of boyz tellin' information that they got from somebody's homeboy and the next day it's all over the news. Remember when the Knicks drafted Kristaps Porzingis in June and the next mornin' boyz were talkin' about how Melo went nuts about how bad the draft pick was? The reporter got the information from somebody that was at Melo's house that night. Then you often hear of cats gettin' information from some front office cat that wants to remain anonymous. Whenever a boy wants to remain anonymous he knows that he's wrong. If you're gonna talk put your name on it. Otherwise, shut up!!!
So our problem is two fold playa. First of all, these players and executives are runnin' around with some fake busters if they're tellin' some fake media-type the business of someone close to them. That's real talk. Who are you runnin' with that will tell a media cat something that he shouldn't? So that needs to be addressed in the crew and in the front office. Then what type of real cat gets cool enough with the crew to have real conversations with them and then puts that information on blast? That's foul balls any way you slice it bruh. Where I'm from you would get beat down for that. Why? Because it's a sucka move all day.
I get boyz askin' me all of the time, why don't you ever break stories? Because I'm not a mark and loyalty is everything to me. I pick up information here and there about boyz but it's not my job to break stories playboy. It's my job to give you my opinion of it once it's already out there playboy. Yeah, I get it, that somebody has to break stories but my DNA doesn't allow me to be a mark and tell something that someone told me because they trusted me. Not gonna happen bruh.
Yeah, I got wind of what was goin' on with Roy Hibbert and somebody supposedly messin' around with his girl last year but that's a busters job to tell the world not mine playa.
Once it's out there then I'll give you my opinion of it. But not until then. Why? Because I'm a real cat that grew up in the hood that still follows the Hood's "Survival Code" as stated in Rule 5 Section 8 Article 6, "Keep another man's name out of your mouth. Never allow his business to part your lips. If you hear about it act like you know nothin' about it because it will ultimately save your life."
So I'll continue to let these fake media-types snoop around locker rooms and get cool with players and their friends only to put the information on blast and act like they've done nothin' wrong. If they can sleep at night operatin' like that then more power to them. All I know is that real G's don't move like that because the G Code won't allow it. Stop me when I start lyin'!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Spit:verb - to say
2) Carryin' Bones: verb - to get information and then go tell it. To get cool with a boy to get information only to spread it. Foul balls either way you look at it.
3) Mark: adjective - to describe a cat that has no loyalty or sense of kinship with others. The cat you can't trust at all. The person you never take to Vegas with the fellas.
4) Dun: noun - the person in question, dude, guy. etc. It's whoever I'm talkin' about and its non-gender specific.
5) Buster: adjective - same category as a Mark.
6) G: noun - short for gangsta but it really describes the real cat that understands the world and how it supposed to operate. The cat that follows the rules of the street and obeys hood protocol.
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I'm not talkin' about Stephen A. in particular. I'm talkin' about duns that do it in general. So that includes Stephen A. If you're the cat that gives commentary then be that dude. Don't be the dun that tells boyz business unless he tells you himself. To get information second and third hand and then tell it without the dun you're talkin' about knowin' is foul balls.
You hear stories all of the time of boyz tellin' information that they got from somebody's homeboy and the next day it's all over the news. Remember when the Knicks drafted Kristaps Porzingis in June and the next mornin' boyz were talkin' about how Melo went nuts about how bad the draft pick was? The reporter got the information from somebody that was at Melo's house that night. Then you often hear of cats gettin' information from some front office cat that wants to remain anonymous. Whenever a boy wants to remain anonymous he knows that he's wrong. If you're gonna talk put your name on it. Otherwise, shut up!!!
So our problem is two fold playa. First of all, these players and executives are runnin' around with some fake busters if they're tellin' some fake media-type the business of someone close to them. That's real talk. Who are you runnin' with that will tell a media cat something that he shouldn't? So that needs to be addressed in the crew and in the front office. Then what type of real cat gets cool enough with the crew to have real conversations with them and then puts that information on blast? That's foul balls any way you slice it bruh. Where I'm from you would get beat down for that. Why? Because it's a sucka move all day.
I get boyz askin' me all of the time, why don't you ever break stories? Because I'm not a mark and loyalty is everything to me. I pick up information here and there about boyz but it's not my job to break stories playboy. It's my job to give you my opinion of it once it's already out there playboy. Yeah, I get it, that somebody has to break stories but my DNA doesn't allow me to be a mark and tell something that someone told me because they trusted me. Not gonna happen bruh.
Yeah, I got wind of what was goin' on with Roy Hibbert and somebody supposedly messin' around with his girl last year but that's a busters job to tell the world not mine playa.
Once it's out there then I'll give you my opinion of it. But not until then. Why? Because I'm a real cat that grew up in the hood that still follows the Hood's "Survival Code" as stated in Rule 5 Section 8 Article 6, "Keep another man's name out of your mouth. Never allow his business to part your lips. If you hear about it act like you know nothin' about it because it will ultimately save your life."
So I'll continue to let these fake media-types snoop around locker rooms and get cool with players and their friends only to put the information on blast and act like they've done nothin' wrong. If they can sleep at night operatin' like that then more power to them. All I know is that real G's don't move like that because the G Code won't allow it. Stop me when I start lyin'!
Playas Thesaurus:
1) Spit:verb - to say
2) Carryin' Bones: verb - to get information and then go tell it. To get cool with a boy to get information only to spread it. Foul balls either way you look at it.
3) Mark: adjective - to describe a cat that has no loyalty or sense of kinship with others. The cat you can't trust at all. The person you never take to Vegas with the fellas.
4) Dun: noun - the person in question, dude, guy. etc. It's whoever I'm talkin' about and its non-gender specific.
5) Buster: adjective - same category as a Mark.
6) G: noun - short for gangsta but it really describes the real cat that understands the world and how it supposed to operate. The cat that follows the rules of the street and obeys hood protocol.
Holla At Ya Boy!
JayGravesReport
#TheBestDressedManInMedia
Get @ me on Twitter: @jaygravesreport
Facebook: TheJayGravesReport
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