Something different from Cappel

Last night I was down in the lobby getting Vinay's new article posted, and I managed to stay connected to the internet long enough to load up a couple songs on youtube. So right before going to sleep last night, I was fortunate enough to listen to:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FWAyux_yvng

and when I woke up 6 hours later (feeling good), the beat was still in me, and suddenly I heard myself thinking "yo this is David," and some rhymes started flowing. Haha. Anyway, I'm going to share a few with you.  I'm not including this in my blog because I'm deep like Tech, or because I have any skill whatsoever; I just thought it would be an interesting change for a chess blog. I will take into consideration diplomatic requests to refrain from doing so in the future. I have edited it as follows: I left out several verses, and they are even worse than the two excerpts I'm sharing. Obviously, it's to the Harlem Streets beat.

yo this is david
chilling up in cappel
lots of opponents around
but i give em all hell
other truckas from russia
tryin to rush ya
faces so grim
as they tryin to hush ya
but i strive to survive,
an not get crushed alive.
steel your heart
for the part,
there's pressure from all sides.
it's kill or be killed,
and i'm just sufficiently ill
to rather see another
other trucker's blood spilled
so i'm honing my skills,
and stiflin my pity;
openin study
late nights
up in dunkerque city.

And a second piece:

in a tournament hall
with really tall ceilins
bullets ricochet off walls
like invisible demons
combatants flippin, slippin, trippin, gimpin,
tired beyond reason,
slip into the bathroom stall,
and they wind up dreamin.
we keepin it together
with pure determination,
ignore the cold-ass weather
and our moral constipation.
and if you've never been there,
let me take this occasion
to elucidate the nature
of this professional chess nation.

Ok, enough of that nonsense. I suggest you listen to Tech instead.

Have a nice day! We will here in Cappel/Dunkerque.