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Tuesday, September 13, 2011

" 3 Extraordinary Ways To Use Your Energy In Any Industry "


In 210 B.C. Petronius Arbiter wrote: " We trained hard, but it seemed that every time we were beginning to form up in teams we would be reorganized. I was to learn in life that we tend to meet any new situation by reorganizing, and a wonderful method it can be for creating the illusion of progress while producing confusion, inefficiency, and demoralization. "
     The entire flow of life is mathematics and science. The universe contains order and structure. Most of our most fundamental principles found within all disciplines are cross-over skills to other areas of our lives. Mankind has a tendency to make things complicated for themselves.
  1.  Build A Sound Organization Structure-The organization exists so that tasks can be managed, people supported, and results achieved. Systems and processes should not be designed to accommodate the strengths and weaknesses of individuals. Instead, the requirements of the system determine where people are placed in the structure. Structure follows strategy, always. First determine the strategy to achieve your vision, and then develop the organization structure. And when you do put your organization together....Put the best people first. You cannot by any means permit your emotions to make this decision for you. 
  2. Apply Extraordinary Force-Use the normal to engage, the extraordinary to win. The powerful idea of moving from the normal to the extraordinary achieves results at every level and in every situation. Whenever you give extraordinary attention to a small group of members within your cipher, production increases. It doesn't matter whether their working conditions enhance or are made worst.( For instance, whether or not they're working from home or at the office, on a 4G phone, a laptop, or a desk top). The key is the extraordinary attention. Make " audacity " and not " caution " your watch word and watch what happens. People need to be recognized for whatever it is that they bring to the table.
  3. Create Momentum and Timing-Momentum provides force; timing applies strength at the right moment. Momentum and timing are most often combined. The simultaneous use of multiple principles or techniques can apply a lot of pressure. It is not that victory is achieved with the application of a single principle, but rather the use of multiple principles achieves a reinforcing momentum. The cumulative effort of doing a lot of right things right multiplies into awesome power! (Remember what Robert Greene told you in the 48 Laws Of Power? Master The Art Of Timing.
New Peta'Loc track ( hit the link to access)- http://snd.sc/qUV4HB
This song is called " What Is Life ? " , a classic underground release collaborated by P-Loc and GhProductions. A birthday present  to the late and Great Immortal Thug 2pac. Please download and share. 

    Thursday, August 4, 2011

    " You Ever Felt Like This? "

    I'm High
    (I'm assuming you played the song??)
    If you're already a fan and follower of my music then you're already familiar with the story of this song. If you're encountering this song for the first time , well, here's the story behind the song.
    As I stated in the opening lines of the song, " Damn, I don't know whether to write a rap, or write a mutha fucking letter." So here I was, the time was approx. between 3a.m and 4a.m. The guards had already did there last count in the dorms so that meant that my Korean homie ( David Wee ) and I's official smoke session in the restrooms were over for this 24-hour period. He was across the hall in his dorm and I likewise, in mine. I'd pulled out my notebook to " originally " write my wife a letter. But something very strange happened as I began to jot down the first line, the letter took on the structure of a song ( in my mind ). The more and more I wrote, the more the contents of the song began to take on issues that I wanted to touch on in the letter anyway. So..instead of abandoning the thought of writing a letter for the idea of writing a song and vice-versa, I just allowed the words to flow and be whatever they choose to define themselves as in the end. Well...what manifested was a song-letter or a letter-song. ( For the lack of terminology to accurately describe such a manifestation.
    Now...knowing what you" know " now....listen to the song again!!!!!








    Granted....none of this was in any shape form or fashion " Premeditated ".
    I'm High

    Wednesday, April 20, 2011

    "The Two-Faced Baztard"

    Came onto thiz earth without no mama OR no daddy
    Even Jesus waz birthed,
    So somebody had to have me.
    My two mutha fucking Granniez...
    THAT'Z who brought me up,
    everyday'z been a struggle...
    trying to make it'z hella tuff.
    Introduce me to trouble,
    Give my life a second look and..I done started a gang, now
    I'm too old to get a whooping.
    Ain't nobody to mold me
    So I'm free to roam the streetz...
    Time to go for the gold,
    expoze my freedom az a G.
    Parentz never played a part..call it obsolete..
    But to me,
    they were just two other niggaz on the street..can't you see?
    Ain't no heart,
    so ain't never been no love..
    and I carry a grudge,
    inside my mind you'll see a thug.
    Smoking bud,
    getting loced-out,
    nigga going broke now..
    I gasta' get paid...
    so I commence to put the smoke out.
    Ruzh to grab the strap and..
    I continue blasting,
    Back track a niggaz past and..
    you can recognize the actionz...
    of a....TWO-FACED BASTARD!!!!!

    The Leader Haz Arizen

      The Undizputed King Of Hardcore Adult-Contempory Rap Music haz arizen....pluz, I "beg" you to cover the earz of ya children. Not ya lil' onez. No, they're alright...I'm talkin' to the onez that you swear break ya back in everynight....that'z right! When in all reality....ya need to be breakin' yaself!!!!
      I AM THE ONE. That...I am not here to deny. BUT...I AM NOT THE ONE THAT YOU THINK I AM! I knock the brainz out of falsehood. I AM THE TRUTH...WOE TO THE HYPOCRITEZ AND THE NON-BELIEVERZ.
      It feelz "soooo" good to be spat out of the Belly Of The Beast into thiz now world of music. The Illusion of the Industry haz been exposed. Those who have eyez..let them see! There'z a new revoluton on the platform. Madd love to Sean Parker and Shawn Fanning. Yall are worthy to be paid homage to. Just think what we could've made happen if you guyz, Mark Z., and I had all crozzed one anotherz path back when Napster first broke. (Well, not when it first broke..way before that point, I'm talking like back when there waz nothing but a lot of pot, a lot of energy drinkz, and a shitload of ideaz being tozzed around in Stonehenge. ) That'z crazy, huh?
      Ya know something even sicker? Minuz the pot, I still have the energy drinkz in the mix and about 8 yearz worth of revolutionary ideaz being tossed around inside of the INDCREDIBLE THINK TANK..and those jointz are like "backdated." Haven't even begin experimenting with the new shit that I done conjured up in what ..just 4 monthz we'll say? Let'z see, I got released from the FEDZ on  October 8th. It wazn't nomore than an hour had passed before I had a BlackBerry in my handz gazing at it like it waz a fucking detonator to some nuclear bomb..like.." what the fuck iz thiz?" So yeah...got released from the half-way house in April of 2010. Get thiz, allowed some powder-headed waitrezz whom I waz workin' with at I-Hop to put me up a Facebook profile...yeah, IMAGINE HOW THAT WENT....." DELEDTED !". Didn't jump back online until Jan. of 2011. Correct me if I'm wrong but that'z umm' ....how many monthz?
      One thing must be clarified in the beginning. I am an independent artist. All the riff-raff about the consistent use of the F-Bomb, come on now, iz that all yall can come at me with???? Seriously, peep the genre...HARDCORE! Do you guyz have any idea how long I've been waiting for the opportunity to straight say.....FUCK THE WORLD?? Apparently not.

    Friday, March 25, 2011

    " Dear God Can I Make Amendz "

    Dear God,
    Can I make amendz?
    I waz abducted,
    I didn't realize the livez I've corrupted.
    Started sellz dope at an early age,
    Cause I waz frustrated, deeply, at an early stage..
    and we waz broke.
    In my cage I'm hearing homiez cry,
    Cause all the soulz that went astray are being multiplied..
    I know I lied...
    When I told you I waz gonna change,
    But I gotta ride, for them souljahz out there in the game..
    Until I die.
    Too much pain and so much misery...
    everytime I pray,
    because I feel like you ain't hearing me..
    so show me G'z..
    Manifested in thiz Great Depression
    Paying my duez and coming up...I done learned my lessonz..
    look what I'm left with-
    No protection from thiz indigence,
    I reminisce,
    on T.D.C. and doing sentencez,
    My niggaz missed!
    But I know we'll meet up in the end..
    Just do ya bidz,
    Dear God Can I Make Amendz...
    I'm tryna make em'-endz..
    I do realise that through all of thiz, that there's a lot of confusion surrounding the gap between the workz that I'm releasing and my age. What people aren't focussing on iz the fact that...13 and one-half of my 34 yearz of walking the planet earth that I've been incarcerated in at least one of Amerikkkaz vast prison systemz. Press rewind when you come up against thiz fact the next time that it arises in your own mind and do the math yourself. Then fast-forward that same fact into the present moment and look at the stats: NUMBERZ DON'T LIE! 8 yearz in the Federal Prison System..released October 8th, 2009 to the half-way house (another institution altogether)...released from that institution on or around April, 28th, 2010..and today iz what...March 25th, 2011?
    Now you tell me......where else doez a reality like the one you are currently witnessing happen at? HIS-TORY IN THE MAKING, BABY...HIZTORY N' D' MAKING!!!

    Sunday, February 13, 2011

    I THOUGHT THIS WAS AMERICA PEOPLE

    Your Brand is not what "you" say it iz...It'z what "GOOGLE" sayz it iz!!! Now, those are not my words;well,..mot exactly. don't get me wrong, that's exactly how I think. Anyway...those are the wordz of " Mitch Joel." Yeah...that Mitch Joel.! President Of Twist Image.

    Monday, February 7, 2011

    It's not how much you spend. It's when and where you spend it.

    They say he changed,he don't rap about his dope nomoh',since he doesn't...Peta'Loc don't give uz hope nomoh'? The album,....ain't got a cut for us to quote nomoh',....hustlahz-Iz yall not deep in what he wrote nomoh'? You see thiz "ice", but yall can't see this PAIN in his life?, thiz shit iz plat'num, the story bout him changing his life. How did it happen? One minute he was back in the trap then....befoh' you know it, my niggaz'z holding down soundscan.."MAN". It'z like a vacuum, pull it back the belly, go play it backwardz, ain't like that nigga' rapping like NELLY. I don't sell dope: i rap, done told yall....believe me, "yeah, I sold crack but dat'z....befoh' yall could see me". It'z like talking to a blind fan, won't get behind man....dat'z why P-Loc be on his grind man. Just put yaself inside thiz T.V. , nigga....come try to be me, nigga...cause I done been you. believe me..."THAT'Z E.Z., nigga. I got shotz to give.....

    Saturday, February 5, 2011

    A Star Iz Born

    Today, Feb. 5th, makes 16yrs. that my mom has been dead. 16yrs to this very day, I was 18yrs. old, serving time on and 11 year prison stint that I'd been handed for three counts of delivering a controlled substance. Namely, CRACK. Since that time I've done 2 more different prison stints..
    Even though Feb. 5th marks the day that my mother passed away, that day also holds a deeper significance to the kid. Ya see, before Feb. 5th...there was no Peta-Loc. I was just a young kid playing the messed up cardz that he'd been dealt. Before Feb. 5th, I was sitting in a prison cell thugging and known only to the world as Da' Peta'Man.
    This day markz the death of 2 people then: my mother and myself! But it also represents my birthday...the birth of the Peta'Loc. The man, The mystery,The Mission.
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