FLAM: So Killah K-Y, what are you all about?
Killah K-Y: I’m all about the Hustle . You know, growin up in Upstate NY, a lot of Bloods, Crypts. People think it’s a joke but I’m from the hood. Lock your doors. I’m all about the hip hop. The Weez, Jay Z and the ultimate, Biggie. Blacks and hispanics love me. I get called the N-word as a compliment.
FLAM: It’s cause you got mad street cred. When I was younger, I had mad credibility in the streets n shit, so at like age 11, I was getting called the N-bomb and droppin them back and it was cool. Puerto Ricans get that Ghetto Pass. It was tite.
Killah K-Y: Yeah, I sense some ghetto in you.
FLAM: It’s cause I keeps it really real.
Killah K-Y: Keepin’ it gangsta
FLAM: Word. I heard cats out there call you K-Y Jelly. What’s the deal?
Killah K-Y: Kids were getting a little experimental in the third grade you know? I’m just kidding. Seventh or Eighth grade, my mom left a food shopping list on the fridge. My friend was over and she read it. She was like “bananas, Special K, milk, yogurt..” and then bitch took a pencil and added flavored condoms and KY Jelly on the damn list. We laughed about it. My original nickname was KyKy but this one took over for a while. I rather be referred to as Killah K-Y cause I’m a true thug.
FLAM: Yeah, no doubt. When you’re not thuggin’ and buggin’, what do you do for kicks and what not?
Killah K-Y: I was in Australia a few weeks ago. I love it there. I’m half Australian so I was visiting family. It’s cool. Everyone is so carefree there. I did a lot of things there. I went to the zoo, checked out the spiders, the lizards, I climbed the Sydney Harbor Bridge too! You know what that is?
FLAM: Nah, I’m just really ignorant.
Killah K-Y: Well, it’s cool. It looks over the City Opera House.
FLAM: Yo, I love Operas. No joke.
Killah K-Y: So you’re not ignorant.
FLAM: I’m pretty ignorant but operas are dope.
Killah K-Y: I’ve never been to one.
FLAM: Straight up, I love that type of shit. Operas, plays, you know? Except for ballets. Them shits are real beat. Fuck that noise. When I was in the fifth grade, I entered a contest. I had to draw a promo poster for the Nutcracker Suite at the Metropolitan Opera House. Obviously, I won and my art was used for the next seasons show. The grand prize was three tickets to some wack ballet. My parents went with me. We had good seats and were the only spics in the building. We got bored and I wasn’t really down for seeing dudes dancing in tights. I told my folks that I was hungry so we left during intermission and went to McDonalds. That’s ghetto. Ignorant.
Killah K-Y: You were eleven years old. You didn’t want to see tights and dicks and nuts. It’s understandable.
FLAM: So Killah K-Y, what are you all about?
Killah K-Y: I’m all about the Hustle . You know, growin up in Upstate NY, a lot of Bloods, Crips. People think it’s a joke but I’m from the hood. Lock your doors. I’m all about the hip hop. The Weez, Jay Z and the ultimate, Biggie. Blacks and hispanics love me. I get called the N-word as a compliment.
FLAM: It’s cause you got mad street cred. When I was younger, I had mad credibility in the streets n shit, so at like age 11, I was getting called the N-bomb and droppin them back and it was cool. Puerto Ricans get that Ghetto Pass. It was tite.
Killah K-Y: Yeah, I sense some ghetto in you.
FLAM: It’s cause I keeps it really real.
Killah K-Y: Keepin’ it gangsta
FLAM: Word. I heard cats out there call you K-Y Jelly. What’s the deal?
Killah K-Y: Kids were getting a little experimental in the third grade you know? I’m just kidding. Seventh or Eighth grade, my mom left a food shopping list on the fridge. My friend was over and she read it. She was like “bananas, Special K, milk, yogurt..” and then bitch took a pencil and added flavored condoms and KY Jelly on the damn list. We laughed about it. My original nickname was KyKy but this one took over for a while. I rather be referred to as Killah K-Y cause I’m a true thug.
FLAM: Yeah, no doubt. When you’re not thuggin’ and buggin’, what do you do for kicks and what not?
Killah K-Y: I was in Australia a few weeks ago. I love it there. I’m half Australian so I was visiting family. It’s cool. Everyone is so carefree there. I did a lot of things there. I went to the zoo, checked out the spiders, the lizards, I climbed the Sydney Harbor Bridge too! You know what that is?
FLAM: Nah, I’m just really ignorant.
Killah K-Y: Well, it’s cool. It looks over the City Opera House.
FLAM: Yo, I love Operas. No joke.
Killah K-Y: So you’re not ignorant.
FLAM: I’m pretty ignorant but operas are dope.
Killah K-Y: I’ve never been to one.
FLAM: Straight up, I love that type of shit. Operas, plays, you know? Except for ballets. Them shits are real beat. Fuck that noise. When I was in the fifth grade, I entered a contest. I had to draw a promo poster for the Nutcracker Suite at the Metropolitan Opera House. Obviously, I won and my art was used for the next seasons show. The grand prize was three tickets to some wack ballet. My parents went with me. We had good seats and were the only spics in the building. We got bored and I wasn’t really down for seeing dudes dancing in tights. I told my folks that I was hungry so we left during intermission and went to McDonalds. That’s ghetto. Ignorant.
Killah K-Y: You were eleven years old. You didn’t want to see tights and dicks and nuts.It’s understandable.
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