Yes doctor, I am sick. Sick of those who are spineless. Sick of those who feel self-entitled. Sick of those who are hypocrites. Yes doctor, an army is forming. Yes doctor, there will be a war. Yes doctor, there will be blood.....
Sorry to sound callous but, good riddance. I don't wish death on anyone but this is one guy I could really care less is gone. You may now return to your normally scheduled condolances.
Well, damn damn damn. I know, no swearing, but dayum.
Though I have to admit I'm not surprised. The man was one of the great crazy geniuses of hip-hop. A classic example of a tortured genius of a very particular kind. Bless him for his madness, music, talent, and just for being outright one of the freakiest-deakiest mofos to walk the earth. Godspeed.
Finally, if you don't have Return To The 36 Chambers: The Dirty Version then you haven't heard arguably one the best of the Wu-Tang solo albums and a hip-hop 'must have' in my book.
(Free copies distributed to anyone named Tavish, I wouldn't be at all surprised if he and Bill Hicks found some common ground up there)