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This Ain't No Hearts and Flowers Love Story PRO/OB
By Brooklyn Darkchild
Saturday, December 01, 2007

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Obie is a man like no other: raised in the streets he went on to become one of the biggest names in the music video industry. Here he describes himself.

PRO/ OB


I never been any good at this Story Tellin Shit so Bear With Me aíight?


Obie Donít Give History Lessons.


You wanna Know Bout Obie?


Read My Bio.


Thatís what itís There For.


On the other hand some things ainít Common Knowledge.


Thatís why Iím tellin you all this shit now.


So if I start off all wrong itís cause Iím nervous but Iíll get better as I go along.


I know it.


I wanna find a real good place to start but I canít.


I mean I just donít know where a Good Place would be.


Should I Start At The Beginnin and Move Forward?


Or should I Start From Today and Take Yíall Back?


And why am I askin you?


If we start from today then Iím Obie One.


But what person that breathes more than twice a hour donít Know That Already?


Iím Twenty Eight Rich and Incredibly Handsome:


Six Foot Six 245 pounds a Lean Muscle Mass with hazel eyes and Shoulder Length Sun Streaked sandy blonde hair I always wear pushed back with one a my Trademark Head Bands.


I also have a Monster Ego.


I might a Failed To Mention that.


My mother was White, my father is Half White


(Mixed is what they callin it These a Ma Days).


Accordin to my brother that makes me Way Past Mixed, or


as Buster Rhymes so eloquently put it last year at the Soul Train Music Awards:


The Whitest Black Man In History.


Thatís Quite Aíight though.


Lack a Color ainít Killed Me Yet.


Neither has the Three Million White Jokes I endure each year.


And if Iím Way Past Mixed, what the hell does my brother JR call His Self,


Since he got Two Mixed Parents?


All Mixed Up.


As If.


Anyway...


To be Young Gifted and Black is Where Itís At, you feel me?


When someone asks me why my belief in God is so strong I tell em:


Look At My Life, dog.


Where would I be without my Jesus?


I ainít Set Out to be a dancer, I simply Became a dancer.


Me & my Brother From Another Mother JR started dancin when we was eleven.


One minute we was dancin on a street corner, next minute we was famous.


World Famous Davis to be exact.


If it wasnít for dancin Iíd be in prison now,


one jail term in a string a bids for Petty Crimes & Cons.


Hustles? I had a million of em, more hustles than jokes and Jokes I Got, Folks.


God Showers His Blessins down upon me Continuously.


Nudgin me back on the right path whenever I fuck up.


I never been in love before.


Iím not Braggin or Complainin.


Iím just Statin The Facts Maíam.


Up til now I been Very Under Interested in the whole Love Process.


Unlike many men my age I am NOT Tired a The Game.


Au Contraire Mein Fried, I LOVE The Game and if it was up to me


Iíd Stay In The Game forever.


The Girls The Girls they Love Me, and I Love Em Right BackĖ


Usually Two & Three At A Time.


But thatís Common Knowledge.


And all this ainít Sittin Too Well with Princess.


She the reason Iím Outta The Game.


Cess thinks Iím a Ho.


That is Plain & Simply Under Fair: very very much so.


I am Not A Ho.


I am a Very Sexually Active Person.


VERY Sexually Active.


Group Sex is one a the Truly Magnificent Perks a Stardom.


I didnít make this shit the way it is Iím simply playin by the rules so,


Donít Hate The Playa Hate The Game?


How Trite.


Itís more like Master The Game or Sit Your Ass Down.


So who is Cess and what is she to me?


Cess is gonna Marry Me and Have My Baby.


Only she lightweight Donít Exactly Know It Yet.


Oh I keep tellin her.


And she keep laughin and sayin Not In A Million Years Obie.


But I know.


Cess is my Road Dog my Homie my Ace In The Hole; the Keeper a My Secrets.


Itís been Me & Her since the Day I Laid Eyes On Her.


Where I got this Vast Expanse a Lightly Tanned Flesh


Cess is Coal Dark & Luscious.


I would KILL to be that dark.


She got long jet black hair flowing down to the middle a her back


(itís Not A Weave)


razored cheekbones and chinky black eyes.


The smile from her big beautiful lips lights up my entire existence


and her exquisite pink tongue is tipped with a sterling silver ball.


Sheís Five Eleven which is still Seven Inches Shorter than me and 179


Jam Packed Pounds.


The ĎGirl ainít Fat or Flabby.


She Round, dog.


Drop Dead Gorgeous. Her Taut Muscular Frame got these Prime Titties she keep Insistin is a C but I say


they More Like A Small D, thick luscious Hips & Thighs and a Bangin Back Side.


All Made Complete by Killer Abs.


Every time I look at Cess I Get Weak.


But That Ainít Why Iím crazy bout her.


When you been with as many girls as me Physical Beauty donít Do It For You.


What Iím crazy bout is Cessís Mind: her Strength a Purpose,


her Single Minded Determination her Love a Our Lord Jesus Christ and


her eagerness to Get To Church every Sunday.


We ainít never too tired for Jesus.


No matter how late we stay up Saturday night or what we was doin.


Intellectually we a Perfect Match.


I canít tell you how many times we stayed up talkin but whether we discussed


Bosnia or The Bible Cessís Quick Wit and Opinions ainít Made Me Sorry I


Stayed Up Yet.


Cess is Kind & Funny too but she ainít no Push Over.


Sheíll Place You in a New York Minute if she feels Dissed or Played,


Specially if itís Cause Sheís A Woman and I Love That.


I Donít Want It if itís That Easy.


A Meek Mild Mannered Woman who goes along with Every Thing I Say


would bore the shit outta me in No Time At All.


I want a woman who can not only Walk Through Fire but can Breathe Fire Too,


a woman with Her Own Mind and Her Own Opinions.


Too many women either have Nothin On They Minds cept Shoppin or they too busy


Tryna Impress to give you they Honest Thoughts.


I guess thatís why I always put Fallin In Love in the same category as catchin AIDS:


Incurable and ultimately leadin to a Long Slow Painful Death.


Bein with Princess has really Changed My Mind.


Mark This On Your Calendar, Folks.


Princess is gonna Marry Me; and Have My Baby.


Iím Not In Love (so Donít Forget It) but I could Get There.


Marryin Princess wouldnít be like Goin To Jail.


And if I hafta dodge the Occasional Coffee Cup flung at my head well...


Itís Worth the Price a Admission.


Oh yeah...


By the way...


One more thing I forgot to tell you:



Princess is my cousin.

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