#NaptownSlim respects you.
Peace, blessings, and the best of wishes to all y’all out there. Ya buddy, Naptown Slim wanna hit you on the ‘one’ like the FONK with a good word.
Slim try to respect everybody, man…my family, friends, peers, and strangers. It really don’t seem that hard to me because when everything starts there, going forward is easy.
Every move you make affects the next man in some kinda way, whether you know it or not.
If you know it, then you should know how to rap to people, consider their EVERYTHING, and give em a chance.
Folks gon test you. Folks gon get you off your square, dawg…but if your home square is ‘RESPECT’, you’ll look forward to getting back to it.
There are very few people I respect nothing about…and they earn that from me with their own actions. I always come back to this ‘RESPECT’, even if it’s simply for myself.
Respect, y’all. You gon get it from me from the jump because I got enough of it for myself and I am glad to share.
Another funky, cold-blooded Naptown Slim production from the heart of a working man in a real world.
#ATFU
Good morning…gotta word for you today. Slim gon tell it and here it go…
A selfish soul cannot survive next to a benevolent one. Something has gotta give in that situation; someone will break.
That’s just how that goes down. If you got a selfish person and a giving person trying to work together on anything, one of those souls is gonna hafta give up some of their characteristics.
The optimum situation is that both of them work together and pick up some qualities from each other, but what will usually happen is the soul that gives freely and out of love will be taken advantage of by the selfishness inherent in the soul of the other.
Selfishness is a terrible disease. It makes people do things that they swore they wouldn’t ever do. It makes people turn their backs on those who truly care for them. And there are times when you will NEED to be selfish, but you can’t be so selfish that you make moves that are only based on what YOU want.
There’s a world out here, as you might very well get to see it, but being PART of it is a whole ‘nother story.
Selfishness and greed make people different, for better or worse. It’s all in how you play it, yourself and others.
Slim gives you this word from his heart. Y’all be cool…and stay cool.
Another funky, Naptown Slim Production, in the name of #ATFU and of course, fonkay and real.
RR
#NaptownSlim on #Class.
Slim got a word this morning and I will bring it to you thusly…
If you’re a pig, you’re a pig, and it doesn’t matter what you got in your pockets or bank account. Money cannot buy class. Ever.
Class is not determined by the designer labels, the car you drive, or any other thing that some people wanna call ‘classy’. There’s tackheads all over the planet driving Benzes. There’s scumbags all over the planet wearing name-brand clothes.
Class is determined by how you carry and handle yourself during adverse times, as well as good ones. Class is determined by how you treat others and how you react to how they treat you. Using that as a measure, I think it’s safe to say that some people have absolutely no class, never had it, and never will.
Keep on consuming, little piggy…but your classless ass will be revealed to all those who have it…and they won’t wanna kick it with you. Just as you can’t buy class, you can’t buy REAL friends.
Good luck with all that.
Slim gon tell it…classy-like.
#ATFU
RR
#NaptownSlim on ‘grace’ and ‘comfort’
Peace, y’all. Your man, Naptown Slim with a quick word about comfort and grace.
See that goofy grin? I couldn’t flash that at you a while back, baby. Slim had worry on his mind. Used to always hear how them worries led to grey hairs and such. Ha.
I look at myself every day in the mirror and see more of those grey hairs. Started with three riiiiiight under my nose, which cracked me up eventually cuz they always caught the light in flicks, man. “LOOK AT EM, BABY! THREE BAD BOYS RIIIIIGHT THERE…!”…then they called for reinforcements.
They never bothered me and they never looked like ‘worry’ to me though. We all get older, we all grey, we all spread out in areas and such. It happens.
Some folks see that first grey hair and start tripping and some say that leads to more grey hair. Hey, man…if you’re lucky enough to have hair that has a chance to get grey, you’re doing something right.
So, here you have it, a comfortably happy grin surrounded by a ‘salt and pepper’ beard that is leaning towards the saltier side of things…and it’s totally cool. I think a big key to aging gracefully is simply being comfortable in the skin you’re in.
I’m trying…and the fact that I’m trying is reason enough for me to smile…even with 300 ‘bad boys’ in the front instead of the three that started the party.
Grow up and stay young while you do it.
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
#ATFU
Why Does #NaptownSlim Tell It? I’ll tell you here…
Hey, It’s Russ.
I dealt with a lotta ‘overthinking and overanalyzing’ some really basic truths. Now, I can cut to the chase, very well.
I’ve always been able to speak my mind, but there were years of misery that made it so I was unable to do so…to anyone…ever.
You know how hard that is to deal with when you’ve been an artist and person that strives for ‘reality’ in your art and life and you also wanna keep putting out a ‘positive’ message and vibe, but your life is HELL? It was horrible. It was the absolute worst time of my life.
I was living in virtual HELL and couldn’t talk about it. Not only that, I had to keep up a brave front as I was wandering my way out of it. Then, when I figured out I was in Hell and shamed the Devil with truth…I was hated even more. I knew I was in Hell but was so determined to make it better somehow, I couldn’t just leave it behind. I had to make it make sense. It was in my soul now.
News flash: Hell don’t get no better and the longer you stay there, the worse it gets.
I think that has led to what you see and hear from me now. I’m back to myself…and I’m happy. I can access these awful memories of awful people and the awful feelings that came with them to make someone else see a light.
When you constantly have ideas put in your head that go against them, you start to over think things and allow those false ideas to warp your understanding of things you grew up knowing and you KNOW are true.
I go through things. You go through things. We all go through things. I have every right to be a hostile bastard to some people should I want to. I’d rather keep it simple by not talking to them and warning the good people around me that there are people in this world who will do anything to get over in so many ways, emotionally, vocationally, mentally, socially, financially…. if you are one of those people, you very well might not like what I have to say, but if you are one of those people, I really don’t care about your opinion because you are ‘anti’ everything that I am and wanna be.
So there’s that. …and that leads us to today. A good day.
So sayeth Naptown Slim…and I’m gon keep saying what needs to be heard. Whether the people who need to hear it or not is not my problem; I just got reeeeeal tired of shutting up.
I’d advise all y’all to use your voice too.
Y’all go tell it. Tell your truth, shine a light.
#ATFU, also.
#NaptownSlim in your area. Here’s a word for today.
If your soul is corrupt from years of using people, chasing material things, and faking sincerity about anything in life because you have no identity of your own, this stare I’m giving you might be piercing.
Feel it…cuz if you are this type of person, you know damn well that I want nothing to do with you ever and you have no business peepin me out. Stay your fake self all the way over there.
This is where truth lives.
Slim gon tell it. No sell out and no sell outs welcome.
#ATFU
‘#NaptownSlim on ‘The Silver Lining For Sell Outs’
Your man here…the one and only, the ‘Slender Blender’, the ‘Thinner Winner’, ‘Mr. Saturday Night’, your boy Naptown Slim with a quick word for you.
I always try to find the good side of things. Just my nature, I suppose. Lemme give you some silver lining in this mug real quick…
The best thing about a sell-out is that they often have to give up some kinda power to get ahead. Knowing that and giggling as they flounder is a joy in my life.
I can sit here and know that these clowns have had to let go of something to get where they want…and it has nothing to do with sacrifice and everything to do with selling-out. There’s a big difference.
Now, you gotta sit back there and ride. You call no shots. You hafta STFU to get what you want and a cat like me is working to get what I want, saying what I wanna say, and gives no types of damns about changing that to have ‘more’.
I’m free. You’re in a prison of your own design, with bars constructed from your own willingness to turn your back on everything you were to get what you want. You a passenger. A back-seater. A hitch-hiker.
You never get to drive again. You made that choice and I love it.
Stay that way; quiet, because you have nothing to add to anything. Your opinion is invalid EVERYWHERE, even in your home, because the core of your being is an abyss, you soulless charlatans.
Shut up and enjoy the ride before your ass is on the side of the road. A sell-out has no say; they gave up that right by selling out. They gotta sit there and take what is given to them.
Not Slim. I call my shots and I call it like I see it. If you feel it in your gut, I’m talking to you. I’m The Blade, baby, and I cut to the quick.
No sell out. Ever.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production…and it is so real.
#NaptownSlim - ‘Thinkin, Wishin, Prayin.’
Yuh boy Slim again, man. I just be thinking. I think so much, man…and I gotta lotta ideas about a lotta things. I’mma talk about some more real life stuff, y’all.
Some of y’all call it ‘praying’, some just say ‘wishing’, but we all want things outta life and focus on getting them some kinda way. We all want better as we get older. We all have wishes. You put these ideas in your mind and that’s cool. You’re supposed to want more outta life.
I have wished for things and prayed on them as hard as anyone has prayed. I’ve been patient. I’ve prayed for stuff that I honestly thought would make my life better as a whole. Why wouldn’t I pray for something like that?
I have gotten what I prayed for on many occasions. I have gotten just what I asked for, only to realize that it may not have been all it was cracked up to be. That WILL happen. I think it’s a real test to see what kinda person you really are.
Let’s say God gives you what you ask for…and when you get it, it’s nothing like what you expected. Who you gonna blame…? God? He/She gave you what you wanted. Can’t be mad about that.
You gotta start over at Square One with, “Maybe I asked for something I shouldn’t have…?” The God I believe in provides like a mug, so maybe your request was kinda wack…and somehow, you gotta learn from that. Sometimes, you might ask God for something only to find out that you didn’t really need it.
I always try to figure out why I am where I am, in everything in life, and how I can go forward. I think that’s what you should really wish for in life.
I think that is what you should pester God with: prayers for a better understanding of yourself and how to go forward as that person, as opposed to your petty wants and material ‘needs’.
I just be thinkin, y’all, and I appreciate the opportunity to share my thoughts with y’all.
Be cool.
“People that don’t know the difference between “lonely” and “alone” often end up as both. You gotta figure that out before you end up lonely in crowds and alone with someone you thought was gonna be great company.”
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
#ATFU, as well.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Love’
YoyoyoyoYO…once again, Naptown Slim gotta word for you today and this word is ALWAYS supposed to be good, but it can be abused.
Love, y’all.
Love is the most powerful force in my life, man. I would hope it would be the most powerful force in yours too. You gotta know what it is though. It’s hard to explain sometimes, man, but when it’s real, there’s no way to deny it.
People say “Slim, you put a lotta love into the world, bruh.” I say, “I do what I can.” While it is the most motivating factor in my life, it’s also the easiest thing about me to exploit…cuz I put it all out there. There’s no question about what I love, who I love, what I love to do, and why I love these things. Now, I guess, I’m a little more guarded…in my estimation, evaluating me, but people seem to still feel that love come through in what I do.
If you were to ask me, that’s cuz I know what it is like to feel unloved. I don’t want anyone close to me to ever feel like that from me, y’all. I have to let it go. Let Slim tell it; the love you see from me is natural…and I love being able to let it be shown. I hope it affects people in a positive way.
I love freely and openly to counteract the unnatural ways, wants, and desires of the material world we live in. I am a spirit. Everything you see me do is controlled by love.
I really really try.
All I can ask of y’all, my people, is that you really really try to keep the love in your life real and pure. Don’t waste it on people that don’t understand it or acknowledge it. It’s precious, a renewable resource when properly used; wasted when not reciprocated.
I got it for you, man. Just cuz. Somewhere in me, I got it for you, no matter who you are. I hope it’s always easy to access.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Bridges’
Peace, y’all. Hope everyone is blessed and doing okay. Naptown Slim here with another real life word. Let me just flow for a minute.
You can’t burn bridges in life because you never know when you will need to go back across them.
This is real.
Support comes from unlikely sources, y’all. People come BACK into your life when they do because they are placed there to help you get through things. This is why I make sure to try to connect to what is REAL about every person I meet.
I try. I swear I try. Some things just can’t be fixed nor explained. It could be that some bridges were never meant to be built in the first place. It could be that some people think that once you cross a bridge, there’s no need to go back…but some people pack too light. Then, you over there…looking across the chasm at people who have supplies and food. They pack light to beat everyone across the bridge and burnt it behind them. Not a good way to travel.
Anyway though, I don’t burn bridges. If anything, I TRY to carry an extinguisher, but you got these firebugs, see? Arsonists.
I’m proactive about solving problems with arsonists, but you know how Slim rolls. Did I tell y’all I’m a Libra…? Maybe that’s why I like things to be balanced. Sometimes, that extinguisher ain’t gonna get it…and then you gotta dig a trench and build a fire wall or sumn…gotta protect what’s left.
Wrapping it up, man; please don’t burn bridges in this life. You’re gonna be shocked at who you need and who supports you in earnest, someone to airlift your ass outta the fire you started.
I gotta believe that most people are good at heart, give em a chance. We all got demons and fires we wish we could put out easily. Them bridges gonna bring make it so you can go back AND forth…
Stay up, people. I’m tryna do good thangs. I try.
Another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production in the name of #ATFU and peace everywhere for all of us.
‘#NaptownSlim on ‘The Saddest Thing I Have Ever Heard’
Ay y’all, yuh boy Naptown Slim here. Just cooling with Muhbabay and appreciating real love at my man’s soiree. Glad we could ride out for this. This is my dude and I really wouldn’t wanna miss this day for him and his beloved. I care, man. I wanna be here. Got the whole fam here and his fam has always treated me like fam; I wouldn’t be anywhere else.
Seeing all this genuine love in front of me has brought to mind something that will always stick with me. I talked about it before, but I gotta add on.
Told y’all the dumbest thing ever said to me was:
“The way you show me you love me is by buying me expensive things. The more you spend on it, the more I know you love me.”
Most ignorant shit ever. Actual quote…from an actual breathing thing that some would describe as a ‘human being’. You know how I feel about these kinda ‘people’ tho… “subhuman”
I’m looking at these beautiful people celebrating this beautiful new union and that quote jumped into my head…I wanna be able to do great things for my people. I wanna be able to give them what they want, but sometimes, just being there for someone is how you can show them you love them. I mean, we brought the homey and his new homette a sweet gift and everything, but if I had to show this cat how much I love him by what I spent on their gift, I’d be broke. I love my brutha like that.
He knows that we had to put a lotta things on hold to be here for him. He knew that we would do that because I love him. He knew that it would be a ‘we’ showing up because of how much I love Muhbabay…and he don’t know jack about what I buy her.
That quote has taken on a new light today, man. That quote is the statement of a person who obviously needs things to validate their worth. That’s absolutely tragic, y’all.
This is the statement of someone that needs things more than people, which actually DEVALUES you.
This is a quote from a person that doesn’t have any idea as to how much richer life is with someone you genuinely love that loves you back…like me and this chick I’m with right here and the people we just watched tie their lives together in front of God and their family and friends, than it is with some fool that has enough spending change to cater to their ignorant passing fancies.
It’s a statement that indicates you ain’t even TRYING to understand love, don’t wanna go out and get things for yourself, and WILL rock with ANYONE just to have ‘things’…that’s why they can’t keep ‘people’.
Everyone that loves you ain’t tryna break the bank to prove it, dummy. Realizing you have no idea how to assess your own worth other than what someone else gives you makes me wanna bust thug tears all over this clean-ass suit.
That statement is not only the dumbest thing I have ever heard, but now it is also the saddest thing I have ever heard. We gonna just keep praying for you folks that think like this though.
Peep Slim’s WHOLE steeze; this album is full of good words about what life is really about, y’all. I may mess around and make a book outta this stuff.
I’m gon tell it and I WILL be heard, for better or worse.
I’m out y’all…I’mma go over there and grab some pics of my friends cutting that cake cuz this is a special moment. I’mma holler at the DJ too. I wanna see what his set up is all about, cuz he’s kinda wack, but I do what he does and we can find some common ground. Slim can reason with anybody, baby.
I’m real people talking with real people about real thangs. Holler.
Another funky, cold-blooded Naptown Slim production. It is ALWAYS REAL.
CLICK THE PIC TO HEAR ME PLAY MY FUNKY, SAD VIOLIN WITH MY MAN, TYLER KNAPP.
#NaptownSlim on ‘standards’
Peace y’all, your man here again; the one and only, ‘The Natural’, kicking the real and factual, you know me…it’s Naptown Slim. Gotta word for you today and this word is about ‘standards’
You have an idea as to what to expect from me, based on my standards. I hold true to my standards, what my family taught me coming up. I set rules for myself. I have a code.
You should have standards, but you might ditch those standards because you have certain expectations. Maybe you think you deserve everything in the world and expect it…thus, you will abandon your standards when given an opportunity to get those things.
Slim gon tell it.
You’re a fool. You may have everything you think you want, but you abandoned your standards, a code that has been handed down to you through generations of good people, to gain material things. You are truly a fool.
Y’all saw what I said earlier; “If you don’t raise your standards, lower your expectations.” I had to learn that myself, man. My standards are based on my soul and spirit, not keeping up with the Joneses. I don’t need things to validate who I am. I don’t need money and possessions to validate who I am; those that do obviously have no standards, because if you need those things to validate your person, that likely means you WILL do anything to get them. I seent it. I see it all the time, man.
If your standards are all based on what you own as opposed to what you are, soon enough all the stuff you own will be all you have to keep you company. No one wants to kick it with an empty person, except for other empty people. I hate those kinda parties; parties full of people you don’t have any connection to, but everyone looks cute and ain’t got nothing to talk about other than what they just bought.
A person that has no standards is hollow, shallow, and they should come up with another word other than ‘person’ to describe them. They’re sub-human.
If you have standards, base them on real things as opposed to things you can take to the pawn shop in a coupla years when you want more ‘new things’. Stop worrying about things that really don’t matter in the grand scheme of things, look at where you are in life and be real with yourself. Look at the people you’re around and ask yourself, “How did I get here and why am I here?” then think about the standards your family instilled in you, if you can remember them..then stop being a little greedy pig run by money, hoarding your things, as opposed to the shining spirit that God intended you to be.
Raise your standards to truly be a person of spirit.
Another cold blooded funky Naptown Slim production. We tryna help.
CLICK THE PIC TO SEE A PLACE WHERE THE STANDARDS ARE ALWAYS HIGH.
“The idea of you trying to ride with me after you flattened my tires humors me. If you stagnated my progress or tried to stop it before, don’t get on the bandwagon now. No room in the whip. Stay in that backseat you’re in now and keep riding with the fools that tolerate your wishy-washy, disloyal ass. Slim ain’t hurtin for anybody to talk to, playa. I checked you out, know your situtation, and know that you can’t say the same. All you had to do was NOT hate me. That was too hard for you. Now, you tryna reconnect with this real soul over here, which is what got you this side-eye.”
So sayeth Naptown Slim.
CLICK THE PIC TO HEAR WHAT ME SPEAK OF THOSE WHO WISH TO STOP THIS TRAIN.
#NaptownSlim on ‘Hatin’
Gather ‘round, children. Naptown Slim got somethin to say. We talk about love so much, but we gotta stay real and flip the coin. I’m gonna talk about them ‘haters’.
Let’s define it; you havin an opinion that ain’t the same as mine ain’t ‘hatin’. If you go outta your way to inject negativity into one’s life, that’s hatin.
I may hafta tell the truth about someone and it may sting, but the tone in which I do it will determine the difference between ‘hatin’ and just some shit you didn’t wanna hear about yourself. You’ll be aight. Slim don’t hate you, but Slim gon tell it. Slim gon tell that truth.
Too many people negate the power of the idea of ‘hatin’ by using the word to describe situations where they have found conflict. LIFE is about conflicts and resolutions. People gon be against you, man. Cold blooded.
Dig. I got too much shit of my own going on to be bothered with ‘hatin’ on you. Anyone with something going on in their life should be able to say that.
Haters out here with your aura all in their mind, wanting you to stop doing you so they can shine. Don’t give em the pleasure. You now know a sucka when you meet one. Apply the terms correctly and keep it moving.
People say “Let your haters be your motivators.”. Nah, B. Slim was motivated before you got here. THAT’S why people be hatin, they want your creativity, motovation, and enthusiasm. Envy is real as hell in the heart of a hater.
You can rearrange the letters in the word ‘hater’ to spell ‘heart’ which leads to my point: a hater has a mixed-up heart, not knowing where to place the love that is naturally in it. Sad. Cold blooded, ain’t it.
Motivate yourself. Get your heart right and get that hate outta it, by any means necessary.
That’s another funky, cold blooded Naptown Slim production and it’s been REAL. Love, y’all.
CLICK THE PIC TO HEAR ME TALK ABOUT WHAT’S REAL AND CHASE THE HATERS BACK UNDER THEIR ROCKS.
