Nas, famous sucker for love, jumps on a breezy attempt by Estelle to recreate some “American Boy” success this summer. I hope he recorded this before getting divorced and subsequently fucked over by the American judicial system and one evil bitch.
Somehow, a person named Ace Burpee of the Winnipeg Free Press said Drake claimed this to be Jay-Z’s best verse ever at a listening session. That blog post has been subsequently pulled because it sounds like absolute bullshit.
Jay sounds a bit angry again as he discards any criticism of his paper chase, even as he readily admits that’s all he has left. The older this dude gets, the more annoying he comes off. If he’s as removed from the rap world (“don’t pay the same taxes”) as he so readily tells listeners, then why bother complaining about them? Just STFU and enjoy your money already!
Max B & Young Riot - Living the Life (Ft. Curren$y)
Max B is one of those dudes that make better comedian/host rather than a musician. Singing every word as the same note does not make a memorable melody. Luckily Curren$y comes through with a dope flow that isn’t as spacey (read: off-beat) as his recent shit.
I doubt very many of my friends are going to like this haha.
Hiroki is a hero of mine, if for no reason other than the fact he does exactly what he loves to do. Visvim is a clear extension of Hiroki’s personality and it is inspiring to see someone put together a brand/business/product that resonates while maintaining the founder’s soul and integrity.
Fun fact: the now-classic FBT model started from an idea from HF. Of cooouuuurse they did.
"Let’s say you manage a highly leveraged, diversified investment fund, and have become so skilled at playing the markets that you have a 70 percent probability of making money any given trading day. This would be a remarkable achievement in most markets. The odds that you would post a daily net gain 63 times in a row, though, would be about one in 5.7 billion. The formula for calculating this is: 1/(0.70 to the 63rd power).
Even if you had a 95 percent likelihood of a winning day, you would have only a 3.9 percent chance of doing it 63 trading sessions in a row.”
“I’m at a loss for why selling millions of copies of something that was purposely designed to appeal to the lowest common denominator should be considered an achievement. McDonalds has sold billions and billions of hamburgers at this point. Possibly trillions. (They might need to change their sign.) I guess that makes it the best restaurant evar?”— Bol drops more truth (via XXL)
I have reviewed no less than seven times your entire episode on Charlie Rose.
Your artful simplicity, studied humility and former hairline all positively radiated against the set’s dark background.
As one of my lesser colleagues on the desk marveled, “Lloyd seemed almost human: Why?” To which I replied, evenly: “because he finally read my last memo.”
Of course there was no reason you should look to one of your own traders for advice. But now that you have, we must proceed quickly. American public opinion is volatile; our exposure to it is peaking, and it will be more difficult than usual to create the illusion for American mortals (or as we like to call them, “The Morts”) that our business is in their interest, much less that we share anything in common.
This time, please, do not wait five months to internalize my new action items. They are:
No. 1: Implicate the rest of Wall Street, as quickly as possible.
It’s always unnatural to hear the name of Goldman Sachs in the same sentence as Deutsche Bank, much less Merrill Lynch. We must put aside our revulsion. The American people might enjoy seeing one firm being driven out of business by a criminal investigation. They’re less likely to allow for the destruction of every big Wall Street firm. They just forked over trillions to keep them afloat.
This job of putting our behavior in a new context — comparing it not to some broad universal standard of “decency” but to Wall Street standards — must be done delicately.
For example I was once hauled before a second-grade teacher and simply shouted, “You ill-paid, third-rate moron! I did nothing worse than what every other kid was doing! It is illogical not to punish them, too!”
The outburst did nothing to alleviate my situation, and probably made it more difficult than it needed to be for me to gain entry to Princeton. But the episode taught me one of the central tenets of the Goldman Way: far better to rig a system than to fight it.
Our public relations staff might quietly and helpfully walk even hostile reporters through some of the deals created by these other firms. Ditto our lawyers in their meetings with the Securities and Exchange Commission.
When Warren said that stuff the other day about wishing you had a twin brother so he could employ you both, he didn’t mean it as a sign of his undying admiration for you.
Remember: He said almost exactly the same sort of things about John Gutfreund, after Gutfreund had given him a sweet deal to rescue Salomon Brothers from oblivion. The moment Warren was forced to choose between Gutfreund and his money, he chose his money.
Don’t force him to make that choice. If you want more loud character references from Warren Buffett (you do) you must insure that he continues to think of you as profitable.
I don’t know if there are ways Goldman Sachs might simply give money to Berkshire Hathaway for free, but we should explore the possibility.
Hide the Props
No. 3: Hide, and hide from, the prop group.
If you must be seen in public with Goldman employees, make sure they are bankers and brokers, and not our proprietary traders. You did an excellent job on Charlie Rose of making it seem the prop group didn’t even exist.
We were mere “market makers” who helped our customers “get the risk they wanted.”
At the same time, but for different reasons, you should limit your private interaction with the prop traders, especially Jonathan Egol.
The SEC’s complaint focused on one of Jonathan’s Abacus deals and yet failed even to mention Jonathan. Instead they fingered the French guy.
At first I took it as just another sign of Mort stupidity. But now that the Justice Department has gotten involved, and is combing through all the Abacus deals, I wonder. Why is no one yet talking about Jonathan? Why is no one making noises about the deals structured for Jonathan — and not John Paulson — to short them? Is it possible that Jonathan has been helping them to understand our business? Just saying…
Our French Problem
No. 4: You need to address our French problem.
In a matter of weeks Fabrice Tourre has gone from non- entity to a potential asset (a “rogue trader” who might have gone quietly so that the firm might survive) to a huge liability (hero on Wall Street, who somehow has managed to portray himself as both a religious martyr and a mere cog in our machine.)
Going forward I suggest that our personnel department reexamine the French male’s ability to subordinate himself. In English there is no “I” in team. It turns out that the French use a different word: equipe.
Our international people should have known this. At the very least they should have been queasy about hiring guys who look as if they’d rather be wearing espadrilles.
‘Things Like Ethics’
No. 5: Be careful not to say or do anything now that will constrain our ability, after this crisis has passed, to do whatever we want.
The other day, on your emergency conference call with our customers, you said that you wanted Goldman to be seen as a “leader in things like ethics.”
I couldn’t have put it better myself. If in the future we fail to be a leader in ethics we can point to your statement as evidence that we never intended to be a leader in ethics, merely in “things like ethics.”
To that end, I intend to compile a list of things like ethics, in which we might strive to be a leader, without risk to our profitability.
A classic Nasir joint to enjoy a beautiful day in the city. Even if I’m marinating under flourescent light the whole time.
Also, Nas makes a more convincing believer than any pastor I’ve seen:
Turning nothing into something is God work And you get nothing without struggle and hard work War is necessary to my niggas in chains From Green to Sing-Sing, I’m wanting y’all to know one thing The hardest thing is to forgive, but God does Even if you murdered or robbed, yeah it’s wrong, but God loves Take one step toward him, He takes two toward you Even when all else fail, God support you I done it, got “God’s Son” on my stomach
"For real, as long as you’ve been in the business, how many cats in the game are corny? They’ll be like ‘”I’m fresh”, but they’re basically corny. How many corny cats do we know who that think they’re really fresh, and who are making decisions, and if they weren’t in the industry, we all know how they’d be corny? And how these corny cats try to fool, succeed in everyone else into thinking that they’re cool, and their artists are cool. And how this goes on until this corny world is a reality, and everybody else lives a life of lies, just to be down with and locked up behind the walls of Wack World." - Dame Dash
Ozone Mag: What lyric or song that you’ve put out throughout your career best represents who you are as an artist? Baby: “Number 1 Stunna.” That’s my life. I’m gonna live that, and I’m gonna breath that and anybody who loves living life and came from nothing can relate to that song. I’m gonna live my shit shining every muthafuckin’ day, every chance I get, cause life is priceless.