<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272</id><updated>2011-11-24T06:32:42.655-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekly Snap</title><subtitle type='html'>Check it, peeps...you want a phat info page on what's new with your hero The Snizz and his defbeatmegachomp back up group The Propaganda?  Well, homeslice, the Weekly Snap is your main blue vein el train source for all that's new and fresh with these bitches.  Peace.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-114117533563060249</id><published>2006-02-28T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T20:08:55.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Knows...I Knows...</title><content type='html'>LFJ here again.  A rather sad and confused LFJ.  We still don't know where the Snizz is, nor do we have any idea where he might be.  I miss him.  I miss him bad, ya'll's.  But the Snizz Nation, whoms I loves, has heard the album and they loves it.  Read the comments...it's a hit.  Even BCS is a little in awe, you can tell.  So, yea, just a quick message to say no word yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so down, ya'll's.  I needs me a pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;LFJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-114117533563060249?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/114117533563060249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=114117533563060249' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/114117533563060249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/114117533563060249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-knowsi-knows.html' title='I Knows...I Knows...'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113742750111374303</id><published>2006-01-16T10:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T11:05:01.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>SPECIAL: A Note From Walshington IC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Snizz Nation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you are by now aware, for the last several weeks tensions have been high between the Snizz and his arch-nemesis, the Blind Cave Salamander.  Well, in the early morning hours of January 4, 2006, events came to a head.  Please bare with me as I attempt to recount the details related to me by the Propaganda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Snizz was a few hours into his thirteenth straight day without sleep; the beats that kept him going were the phatest.  At approximately 3:45 AM, Bleachy entered the studio, having just procured a quintuple cheeseburger from a late-night Wendy's.  He entered the booth, where Dr. Beats and Lightning Fuck Jones were readying the next hardcore track for the Snizz to get freaky-styley over.  Bleachy whispered to LFJ that he had just seen a certain black sedan, license plates reading BCS, drive past the Compound.  Unfortunately, Bleachy had no way of knowing that the monitor was turned on, and the Snizz, inside the soundproof studio, heard every word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Snizz demanded to speak with the driver of the automobile, and instructed Bleachy to exit the Compound and stop the car.  LFJ and Dr. Beats, alarmed by this development, attempted to prevent the Snizz from exiting the building by tempting him with certain phat beats which had been laid down for this specific possibility.  Alas, the lack of sleep, as well as the non-stop wonderfunking, had bolstered the Snizz's immunity and the beats proved fruitless.  Unable to keep their leader in the studio, LFJ and Dr. Beats, accompanied by Ronnie Battles (who up until this point had been in the crapper) followed the Snizz out onto the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accounts of what happened next vary.  According to LFJ, Bleachy had stopped the black sedan by sitting on its trunk, causing several hundred dollars' worth of damage to the frame.  According to Dr. Beats, the car's stereo was pumping out "evil, evil beats."  Later, he would grudgingly admit that they were "kinda phat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Snizz appeared, all hell broke loose.  The tinted windows of the sedan lowered, and the barrels began firing their supersonic nuggets of death.  The Snizz and Ronnie Battles, both being strapped, pulled their gats and proceeded to bust caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing anybody knew, the sedan peeled out and sped away, riddled with bullet holes.  Bleachy sat sobbing in the middle of the street.  Ronnie Battles received a superficial wound to his left thigh.  Dr. Beats and LFJ were dazed, but otherwise unharmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Snizz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People of the Snizz Nation, I do not know how best to convey the following news to you, but I think the best would be to proceed with the narration in chronological order as best as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sedan disappeared into the early morning darkness, the Propaganda looked to their leader to make sure he was unharmed ... but he was not there.  The main door of the studio was covered with blood and bullet holes, but the Snizz himself was nowhere to be found.  LFJ then tried to enter the studio, as the trail of blood seemed to indicate that the Snizz had retreated inside.  He found the door locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where I, Walshington, I.C., enter the story.  LFJ called me from his cell phone, as the Snizz and I are the only two people with keys to the Compound.  He quickly filled me in on the situation, and I informed him that I would be there as soon as I finished loving my lady.  Five hours later, I rode my pimpmobile up North Avenue and arrived at the headquarters of all things Snizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever see that movie "Event Horizon"?  With the haunted spaceship?  Lawrence Fishburne is one bad mutha.  You remember how the bridge of the spaceship had all that blood and gore smeared all over the walls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naw, it wasn't really like that, but it was still pretty nasty.  There was ... a lot ... of blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no Snizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and Sisters of the Snizz Nation, it is my duty to inform you that we have lost our beloved Snizz.  We do not know where he is, but we fear the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you one other thing.  At some time between the shootout and my arrival with the second set of keys, the Snizz produced a miracle.  When I entered the studio with the Propaganda, I found, resting atop the mixing board, unadulterated by the gore that befouled the rest of the room, the complete master copy of Untouchable: Seriously Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's right.  The Snizz's final gift to us.  The phattest beats he has ever laid down, combined with the dopest melodies, the freshest lyrics.  We listened to the album in its entirety, and wept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and then we called the police, 'cause damn.  Somebody gotta clean this shit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers and sisters, I ask you:  Do not dispair.  Untouchable: Seriously Now will be available to you any day now, and you can request your very own copy by writing to &lt;a href="mailto:walshington_ic@hotmail.com"&gt;walshington_ic@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Snizz, well, we may never know the truth.  I, for one, choose to believe he is still out there somewhere.  Sometimes, in the quietest part of the darkest night, I think I hear him, laying down phat, phat beats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back, Snizz!  Come back!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all you bitches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113742750111374303?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113742750111374303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113742750111374303' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113742750111374303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113742750111374303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2006/01/special-note-from-walshington-ic.html' title='SPECIAL: A Note From Walshington IC'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113647279743755711</id><published>2006-01-05T09:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T09:53:17.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ALERT!</title><content type='html'>Snizz Nation, there are reports of a horrific event at the Snizz Compound. There are no details as of yet...LFJ called me this morning at four...from what I can tell, the final mixing was being done on Untouchable: Seriously Now when a black sedan (the one that splashed me so disrespectfully weeks ago) stopped outside of the compound...The Snizz, secluded for months in his recording booth, stepped outside for the first time to confront the person or persons in the sedan...there might have been shots fired, however this report has yet to be confirmed...I am on my way now to the compound (I would have gone sooner but I had to finish loving my lady).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stand by for further reports...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Walshington I.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113647279743755711?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113647279743755711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113647279743755711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113647279743755711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113647279743755711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2006/01/alert.html' title='ALERT!'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113460484677426496</id><published>2005-12-14T18:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T19:00:46.790-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Snizz Comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From the offices of Walshington I.C.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What up, bitches? First off, let me give a shout out to LFJ for keepin' us all informed about the current Snizz Sizzituation. I have just returned from the East Coast, where one of the other acts I manage (Mudbutt) just completed a tour opening for Donkey Punch and Tubscum. It was the shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have at last spoken to our beloved Snizz, but since I am his (unlicensed) legal advisor I cannot disclose all of what we discussed. I may be able to reveal a little more after I look up a few of the terms that came up, like "next of kin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I must say that I have never seen a man in such a fury of creative intensity. A light glows from behind his eyes, which glare not with sanity, but with a madness that might be called divine. The Snizz guards his new work jealously, however, so I am not yet able to make any comment on the upcoming album--except to say you put your requests in now at &lt;a href="mailto:walshington_ic@hotmail.com"&gt;walshington_ic@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also, when I left the studio at 3 in the AM this morning, a black sedan splashed dirty snow all over my Bruno Maglis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It Truly Is Da Bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W.I.C. is correct...this album will be nothing short of snizztacular. I won't say too much but I will say this: a track called "Don't Try To Get Down If You Can't Get It Up" might be even phatter than Velvet Snizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, the prolific force that the Snizz has become has caused hiz snizzness to leave his senses a bit. The lack of food, water, and sleep is playing with his mind somewhat and he is insisting the new album include snippets of strange rambling lyrics over simple piano tracks. Odd, yet interesting and forever genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And Where Is The Cave Man?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, BCS, where are you? You, the one who created this strange and yet beautiful artistic explosion. And can you answer for the mysterious phone calls received at the studio? And what of the Black Sedan? And what of the shadowy figures running from the overpass and Snizz'z Secret Compound? BCS, where are you? BCS, where are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on tight Snizznation. He will resurface soon, I'm sure of it. And this album will be done by New Years. I'd bet my turn table on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Snizz Bless You All,&lt;br /&gt;LFJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113460484677426496?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113460484677426496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113460484677426496' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113460484677426496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113460484677426496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/12/very-special-snizz-comment.html' title='A Very Special Snizz Comment'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113322924036750438</id><published>2005-11-28T20:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T20:54:00.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Snizz Update</title><content type='html'>The Snizz, the great and magical Snizz, has begun letting members of the Propaganda in to see him and to record with him. I have to say, this album, Untouchable: Seriously Now, is going to be nothing short of amazing. The tracks I've heard are very dramatic and flow like you wouldn't believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the Snizz still will not eat. And he still will not sleep. And we can no longer tell how many tracks he's spun out, because he has started scrapping the ones he wasn't absolutely sure about. Several nomads from far off lands have come to hold a vigil out side of the studio (a few of them believing him to be the Buddha) and a strong thank you goes out to CDC for holding a vigil in front of Kahid's this coming Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Snizz seems to be living only on music and phat beats. When the album is done...well, I'm afraid to think what might happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, we have noticed a black car slowly passing by the secret studio once a night. Bleachy was able to make out the plate on the car and it seemed to read "BCS 69".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That car has made us all uncomfortable and we have not yet told the Snizz about it. More info to come on that when it's available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Snizz Nation, that's the update. I can't wait for the album to be made so that we might get some nourishment in him, but like I say, it seems to be the only thing keeping him alive. I can tell you this...the Snizz was hinting that the album might be ready on the first of January. He hopes to release the album, with the help of his promoter Walshington I.C., at a New Years Party. My Dear Gawd In Heaven, I hope this is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night Snizz Nation, and may your dreams be filled with Snizz,&lt;br /&gt;LFJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113322924036750438?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113322924036750438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113322924036750438' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113322924036750438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113322924036750438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-special-snizz-update.html' title='A Very Special Snizz Update'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113270752287935969</id><published>2005-11-22T19:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T19:58:42.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Special Weekly Snap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen, allow me to introduce myself, I am Lightening Fuck Jones, loyal member of the Propaganda. I regret to inform you of some sad news. The Snizz has locked himself in the recording studio and, at last count, has laid down over 900 tracks. He is refusing food and water and does not appear to be sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems as though the introduction of a Nemesis has gotten into his mind deeper than anyone thought possible. He is determined to produce a new album that no other album can touch. The title of that album is rumored to be Untouchable: Seriously Now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snizz Nation, I ask that you leave your thoughts and prayers with The Snizz in hopes that he can produce an album that, at the very least, is up to his standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not very good at this. As I have written this, I have broken down into tears several times. I'm a DJ, not a writer. A spin doctor. A beat layer. A musical soulfuck, but I am not writer. Only a loyal friend, a concerned phan, and a dreamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream with me, Snizz Nation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LFJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113270752287935969?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113270752287935969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113270752287935969' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113270752287935969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113270752287935969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/11/very-special-weekly-snap.html' title='A Very Special Weekly Snap'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113114968568157213</id><published>2005-11-04T19:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T19:14:45.690-05:00</updated><title type='text'>And Then There Were Two...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark and bitter rain.&lt;br /&gt;Wind.&lt;br /&gt;Strong. And getting biznizzy against my windows.&lt;br /&gt;From deep in the dark mountains rose a cry.&lt;br /&gt;A need.&lt;br /&gt;A force so evil and un-snizzlike, chills swept through the lands.&lt;br /&gt;Narry a beat nor a snap could be heard in the chilling noise.&lt;br /&gt;This was a dark music.&lt;br /&gt;An evil music.&lt;br /&gt;It was muzik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The source?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blind beast.&lt;br /&gt;A slimy, blind beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blind Cave Salamander&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and thus, a nemesis was born unto our world.&lt;br /&gt;Our Snizz World.&lt;br /&gt;Where the Propaganda sleeps!&lt;br /&gt;Where my Bleachy plays with his toys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We welcome you, BCS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But know this...&lt;br /&gt;my backpack has jets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the Snizz&lt;br /&gt;(and don't none of ya'll's forget)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113114968568157213?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113114968568157213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113114968568157213' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113114968568157213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113114968568157213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/11/and-then-there-were-two.html' title='And Then There Were Two...'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-113027567698142329</id><published>2005-10-25T17:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T17:27:56.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Making People Bang</title><content type='html'>I can't wait 'til we gets to the part of this post where I answer the phans questions...you know what? Here it come:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phan's Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bambi (oh snap!) writes: "My boyfriend and I love to get bizzy to your mad phat track, "Relentless". The only problem is that my boyfriend tends to cramp up about a quarter of the way through the song. Do you have any suggestions/techniques to help him keep up with your totally sick beats?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I got a suggestion...replace him with me. Let homeboy cramp up, send him to the showers and then let homeman creep in from the closet to finish the jiznizob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you be in love and really want this dude to make it through the whole song, have him start working out. Do push ups to the beat for the whole song. Once he can do that, pelvic thrusts to the beat for the whole song. Then, push ups with pelvic thrusts to the beat for the whole song. And remember, there are natural position change chances all through that song. Utiliznize those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blind Cave Salamander writes:&lt;br /&gt;Some bullshit I don't think I quite understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curious? Then check out his comment on my last post. And if anyone knows what he's talking about wriznizwrite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phan's Be Warning Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been warned not to go to Tulsa. That's cool. I'll stay clear. I've also been asked about Ronnie Battles and what his story be. That's what's so cool about R.B., no one knows where this dude came from! He's like some kind of, I don't know, forest spirit and shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor has it that as Ronnie Battles takes over live show after live show, the Snizz is starting to get slightly jealous. But it's cool, as long as the rumor about the third album being called The Battle of Ronnie Snizz and the Others isn't true...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, that's good for now. I don't know, the Snizz be tired. The Snizz need to talk to someone. The Snizz need that release party...but I think I'll be talking to the peeps I needs to talk to about it this wizneekend. I really needs a party.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My love is a needy, desperate one,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-113027567698142329?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/113027567698142329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=113027567698142329' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113027567698142329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/113027567698142329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-making-people-bang.html' title='I&apos;m Making People Bang'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112914868141895504</id><published>2005-10-12T15:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:24:41.426-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boo-Yah!</title><content type='html'>Wurd 'em up, yo, how ya'll's doin'? No word yet on that party for the release of The ReBirth but I'm sure it's gonna get worked out soon. Ya'll keep listening so we can all share Snizz stories wit one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;World Tour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, ya'll's, I really want to do a world tour. So if you know how I can even begin to go about doing that, let me know. You know, I wants to go around the world and visit places like Canadia and Tulsa. Snizz be cagey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, Bleachy. Bleachy, Bleachy, Bleachy...Rumor has it that he is in Gary, Indiana right now at the Rally's convention that's going on there. Not only that, but there's a major Army recruiting gala there, too. So as far as the Propaganda reckons, Bleachy has been just gorging on Bufords and onion rings and trying to get into the Army for the past three days. If you're reading this Bleachy...just be careful, ok?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phans' Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Summer Windchime Knickerbocker writes: "I heard from my cousin's brother's best friend from grade school that Bleachy was at HiTop's last night and he did six tequila shooters in a row, puked and said he was King of the Mountain. Is that true? Or did he die from alcohol poisoning? " Well, SWK, Bleachy is still alive, but yes, last week he was in Wrigleyville, Chi-Town getting wasted. I'm not sure if he puked, but he did crown himself "Mountain King Bleachy Bust-Ass the First." Then he fell off the bar he had been dancing on straight into the arms of, get this, Morris Day of Morris Day and the Time. We lost track of the both of them after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Timmy the Mack writes: "I heard that out of everybody in the Propaganda, Dr. Beats be the one that gets wit all the bomb-ass hoes. Is this true? If so, does he give lessons? All us Michigan Snizzheds wants to know." Well, T-Mack, Dr. Beats does get the honeys, ain't no doubt about that shiznit, but I think maybe you over looked the Snizz. The Snizz be the one that gits the most ho-love. But, yeah, looking at the rest of the propaganda, Dr. Beats would be the one to ask. The Snizz don't like to reveal his secrets, but Dr. Beats has a pretty loose tongue and could teach you something. I'll talk to him and see if he wants to create a new section on this blog called "Dr. Beats' Ladies-Gettin' Tips."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn that's a good post. I've been feelin' good peeps. Let's keep the love hard and fast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll eat you, I swear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112914868141895504?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112914868141895504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112914868141895504' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112914868141895504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112914868141895504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/10/boo-yah.html' title='Boo-Yah!'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112844321207928490</id><published>2005-10-04T12:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:26:52.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Wants It, You Gots It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So I hear some of ya'll's got the ReBirth. I'd love to know what you think...personally I'm pretty proud of that shiznit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check This Out!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my comments on the last post and check out the links jefferson cocoa left. It's the biggity bigomb! You've gots to go...and no, jefferson, I don't have any ties with those other Snizzez, but it's cool to know there's a world tribe of Snizzez out there. One day the Earth will breathe "Snizz" and all will be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bleachy has attempted a coup and tried to re-name the Propaganda "Bleachy's Boogie Box and the Big Bufords." Subsequently, Bleachy was kicked out of the band, though we still expect him in the studio tomorrow. Also, the third Snizz album is rumored to be titled "The Snizz Under the Bed and Other Scary Stories to Make You Snizz in Your Sleep."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phan's Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Diamond Crystal Chandelier writes, "Yo, Snizz! I heard on the downlo that there would be an X-clusiv VIP record release party for "Rebirth of the Snizz" at some hella cool, ultra phat, secret location. Iz dat tru? Also, how can a sista be hooked up wit dem saweet VIP passes?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, DCC, I'll tells ya...there WILL be a party, but I don't know where yet. We'll have to figure that out. And, yes phans, yours truly the Snizz will be there! And you don't need no VIP passes, just your VIP asses!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Awwww, SNAP, that was a good post! I feels good ya'll's! Lets keep passin out that album so we can all celebrate the Snizz at that party. And all ya'll's invited! Stay tuned for where it's at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gawd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loves you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yours forever and ever,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112844321207928490?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112844321207928490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112844321207928490' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112844321207928490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112844321207928490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/10/you-wants-it-you-gots-it.html' title='You Wants It, You Gots It'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112785916359959204</id><published>2005-09-27T17:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T18:12:43.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aw, Hell's Yeah!</title><content type='html'>My album is now released! Walshington I.C. and me can hook you up...look at the comments section for his email and WRITE TO IT so you can get yo'self a beautiful new burned copy of the ReBirth of Snizz. Or write to me if you know how to hook up with me and I'll burn you one. Let's do this people. Let's do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bleachy Keeps Fuckin Up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Bleachy's out of the band again. He didn't show up to the Snizz release party under the Fullerton overpass bridge. We went to his crib around 4 in the morning and his ass was just asleep all covered in mustard and shit. We woke him up and he just kept telling us his name was Bleachy. We was like "yo, pimp, we know you is Bleachy, now get up, grab a 40, and come hangs wit us." He just muttered something about being a "birthday boy" and so we left him with some meth in hopes he would be better by dawn. He wasn't so we said "Bleachy, you a mess" and that's the last contact we've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll make all ya'll's Bleachy phans a dizneal. If he come down to the studio when we start work on my third album (which will start next wizneek) then we'll give him another chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor has it that Walshington I.C., mega distributor and producer and manager deluxe 5000, will be expanding his role as guest artist on the next Snizz album! He'll be backing Ronnie Battles on guitar in a song tentatively called "Mime Fluids." And speaking of names, the rumored title for the next Snizz album is now "Enter the Snizz."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phans' Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I gots nothin to write in this section cus ya'll's stopped askin the Snizz questions. So I make one up:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz writes, "Hey yo Snizz, how can you be so skinny, and live so phat?" Well, Snizz, I'll answer that question when you stop rippin off the Beasty Boys just cus you gots nothin better to ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Damn ya'll's, that section was mega lame today. You know why? Cus ya'll's don't be writin the Snizz enough. This is a dialogue, ya'll's. Let us converse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still loves ya, though,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh, and gibbity get my album!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112785916359959204?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112785916359959204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112785916359959204' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112785916359959204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112785916359959204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/09/aw-hells-yeah.html' title='Aw, Hell&apos;s Yeah!'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112742286970893528</id><published>2005-09-22T16:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T17:01:09.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Beats Hurts So Good...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wurd 'em up, yo, and welcome once again to another phat blog post. The phans are phlockin' towards the snizz, as you can see in the comments section. Keep writing, ya'll's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some Live Shiznit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The final recording is done on the new hit album The ReBirth of Snizz...and yes, bitches, 'tis tha bomb. That means that the album should be available in bootleg form well before the Sept 26th promise date of release. I mean, we're talking this wiznizeekend. And here, for the 14 Year Old Virgin, whoever that may be (I'd actually like to know, but posting "I'm in search of a 14 year old virgin" might prompt a raid of the Snizz/Propaganda compound by the FBI), is the track listing for both the ReBirth of Snizz and the original album that started all the higgitty-hype, Oh Snap!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE REBIRTH OF SNIZZ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Intro to the ReBirth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Ana Snap!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Give 'em Hell, Boyz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Yo' Dawg...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Relentless (A Snizz Song To Have Sex To)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Snizztopia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Lightening Fuck Jones (A Tribute)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Doctor Beats (A Dr. Beats Joint)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. The First Attempt (Snizz'z very first song ever recorded...I recommend you turn down your base)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. Don't Waste My Time (An "Oh Snap" reject)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. All The New Hoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. Bleachy's Song&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. Snizzilization&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. There's Snizz On My Banjo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. A Little Taste of Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. Ronnie Battles (As wailed upon by R.B. himself)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. Snizz iz in tha House (Live)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH SNAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1. Oh Snap! (An introduction to the Snizz)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2. Sloppy Seconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3. Open Up A Can Of Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4. Devil and the Angel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5. Snizz'z Ho-Down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6. Betta Mind the Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7. Velvet Snizz (The big hit)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8. Chocolate Jezus (With Tom Waits)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9. East Meets West&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10. 2000 and Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11. Just the Tip (Live)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12. Latin Jam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13. A Snizz Offering&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14. Snizz'z D'Lite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15. Mitch's Song (Honoring the late, great Mitch Hedberg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16. Bucket of Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17. As The Gates Close&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18. Snizz Express&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19. Snizz'z Beach Party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20. Snizz'z Last Stiznizand (Or "That Depends On What Your Definition Of 'Snizz' Iz")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bleachy, by popular demand, is back in the group. He's still way into Meth, but has only been to Rally's twice this week so far. He did come in to the studio, however, with an onion ring in his fro. The search for a new female member continues, though P.E.T. has shown us some good things.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers The Phan's Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Teflonpanties writes "When you be plannin' a group gropefest wit the Props and assorted bitches such as myself?." Well, T.P., everyday be a gropefest for Snizz and hiz 'Ganda, but you can stop by the North Avenue Bridge where you see all them whores and find us, or, if we ain't there, find where that Virgin Mary was (before Snizz and his Props turned her into just Mary) and see if we up for it there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, ya'll's, this was the bomb ass post. Look for the next one and look for a way to get that Second Album. Walshington I.C. might be the go to distributor but I haven't really talked to him about it yet. Piznease!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm going to give you all such a hard and vigorous loving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112742286970893528?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112742286970893528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112742286970893528' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112742286970893528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112742286970893528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-beats-hurts-so-good.html' title='My Beats Hurts So Good...'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112665025756103189</id><published>2005-09-13T17:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T18:24:17.566-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Mutha Fuckas is tha Bomb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Damn ya'll's! You be writin' the Snizz, huh? So check it, I went to my page to see if any more comments had been made and, Oh Snap, I found more comments. Man, I was stoked. Thanks you. Thanks you very much. My homeslice Walshington I.C. said "The Snizz is all about gettin' the love" and, man, the I.C. is right! I &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; all about gettin' the love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Track Listings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one of the comments, posted by a 14 year old virgin (which is cool, but, come on, it's time to get liznizaid) wanted me to throw up track listings of the first album for all ya'll's that illegally down loaded that shit. That's cool. I can't remember them right now, but once I grabs a copy I'll throw 'em up on here. I'll put track listings for the second album, The ReBirth of Snizz, as well. You will like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bleachy has now officially been knocked out of the Propaganda. Brotha was hooked on them Big Bufords and always came into the studio covered in Ketchup and Mayo. That and he was hooked on crystal meth.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phan's Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Crystal Diamond Chandelier writes: "I know all us ho's will be straight up wetting our panties once we hear those phat trax."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, CDC, that really ain't a question but...ya'll go on and wet them panties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks a lot ya'll's for the comments and keep 'em coming! I'll get those track titles and this weekend I'll try and post some of the songs. Remember to keep on Snizzin'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loves to love you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112665025756103189?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112665025756103189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112665025756103189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112665025756103189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112665025756103189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/09/you-mutha-fuckas-is-tha-bomb.html' title='You Mutha Fuckas is tha Bomb!'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112656896925272609</id><published>2005-09-12T19:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T19:49:29.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Droppin' a Duce On Ya'll's...</title><content type='html'>Wurd 'em up, crew, and hello again. Response to my very first posting was, needless to say, the bomb. I even gots a ho interested in auditioning for the Propaganda and an Irish trick who's got a firm case of Snizz Fever. Oh Snap! I gots my groove spread 'round the gliznizobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So work on the new album is still coming along. Next weekend, or this weekend I guess...the one that hasn't happened yet but is closest to us (the weekend the mighty Gators take on the funked up rim jobs of Tennessee), I plan on getting some help throwin' up some of the tracks on this blog. I know ya'll's gonna be down with that! I just don't know how to do it yet, but I gots a friend in the biz named Walshington I.C. (and ya'll's knows what I.C. stands for...Ice Cold!) and he knows how to do that shiznit. I think he does anyway. Damn, I hope he does. I'd better ask him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So look forward to thiznizat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Third Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Yours Truly has already begun plans on the third album. Plans that are phat as hell, like, check it...the title? The title's gonna be straight up like this right here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang on a sec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aw man, I straight up forgot it...but it had something to do with the Snizz being awesome and, like, evolving...like, Snizz: Evolution or some snap like that. Damn, I wish I could renizmember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There will be a track on the third album which will consist of TWENTY separate snizz tracks, all the Snizz, by himself, no instruments, no propaganda, just wonderfunk magic bustin' out of the Snizz'z face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're Not Writing Me Enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So look dudes...I got three comments and one was from me. I gots to have some more peeps out there that want to give the Snizz ideas for phat tracks and shit. Throw me a line, dawgs. And any mo' hoes want to audition? Let me know! And ask me a question. I wants to start a section where I answer the phan's questions. Let's get the ball rolling with that:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Snizz Answers the Phan's Questions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Blahblahblah writes: "Dear Snizz, how you handle all them bitches?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, Blahblahblah, it ain't as hard as it looks. Bitches is like a strong gust of wind, you know what I'm sayin'? And you're, like, trying not to get blown the funk over. But then sometimes you're like, "yeah."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So that's how that rolls. Serious ya'll's, write me some questions. Even the Snizz be lonesome sometimes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I loves you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112656896925272609?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112656896925272609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112656896925272609' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112656896925272609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112656896925272609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/09/droppin-duce-on-yalls.html' title='Droppin&apos; a Duce On Ya&apos;ll&apos;s...'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16521272.post-112621635478473929</id><published>2005-09-08T16:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T17:55:38.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Genesis of Snap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wurd up, bitches, and welcome to the kick-off of The Weekly Snap. As many of you already know, the Snizz is a highly celebrated dj duluxe 3000 from Chi-Town who has toured the universe laying down the phattest beats existence has ever heard. He is respected, lusted after, and worshipped. Unfortunately he is also ignored by critics and the general public.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, the true fans, will now join me on a journey along with my back up group The Propaganda through the Realm of Awesome and, if all goes well, we will come out on the other side phatter than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE PROPAGANDA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lightening Fuck Jones - &lt;/strong&gt;A non-speaking dj known for his covers of Snizz songs and original wonderfunk magic. The Snizz met him in a corner store while attempting to rob it. LFJ convinced him to, instead, join him by the lake and toke up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ronnie Battles - &lt;/strong&gt;No one is quite sure where he came from, but he is the bomb. Singing in forceful, garbled tones, Ronnie strikes to the core of all of our animal passions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dr. Beats - &lt;/strong&gt;The Doc learned everything he knows from Ronnie Battles. He spent some time touring with Strong Bad but was disillusioned when Coach Z took his phat rhymes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bleachy - &lt;/strong&gt;No one is quite sure what to make of Bleachy. Between trying to join the army and fighting with Rally's employees, Bleachy has little time for laying down smoove jams. But when he does, he makes it count.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Rumor Alert&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Snizz and the other members of the propaganda are seriously considering replacing Bleachy and adding a female voice to the mix. Plus, the Propaganda feels they would be more inspired if they had some one in the group they could "try to tag."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The New Album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Most of you enjoyed the debut album from the Snizz "Oh Snap!" but the time has come to put away childish toys and listen to the LATEST ALBUM entitled "The ReBirth of Snizz." The original date of release was August First, but with the Snizz being a perfectionist that date has been pushed back to Sept 26th. So hold on to your asses because here it comes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh Please Write Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I welcome and desire your comments. And if you have special messages for the members of the Propaganda feel free to leave those too. We gots to have feed back. We gots to have fans. We gots to have friends. Or in ya'll's cases...pheed back, phans, and phriends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I love you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The Snizz&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16521272-112621635478473929?l=thesnizz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/feeds/112621635478473929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16521272&amp;postID=112621635478473929' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112621635478473929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16521272/posts/default/112621635478473929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thesnizz.blogspot.com/2005/09/genesis-of-snap.html' title='The Genesis of Snap'/><author><name>The Snizz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18315401700459792926</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
