Lord of the Bling-Bling
Set in an alternative world called Middle-Ghetto, Lord of the Bling-Bling tells of a groovy journey to stop the un-happenin' become happenin'. Freaky circumstances have placed a very special bling-bling into the pocket of a Versace coat, a bling-bling that could tip the balance of good and evil (musically speaking). The coat belonging to an old but still down wit it, Grand Master Bilbo.
Book 1: The Fellowship of The Bling-bling
Chapter 1: The Long Expected Rave
When Grandmaster Bilbo announced he would be celebrating his eleventy-first number 1, his latest single 'Da Shire on Fire, with a rave, his crew were very physced. Grandmaster Bilbo was very loaded; he had been the king of coolness, in Da Shire for many years after his career in the music industry had taken off. Unfortunately, after many awards and video's featuring a number of luverly hobbit-ladies, Grandmaster Bilbo had decided that it was time to leave the rapping behind him and put his skills to production with up and coming artists such as MC F.b, his nephew.
Days passed in Da Shire, and one evening a very flash looking Bentley full with speakers and records bounced in Grandmaster Bilbo's crib. It was driven by a strange looking man with a beard and a red bandana tied round his head. As some young homies ran after him, he started to play an unfamiliar song. When he came out of the car though, you realised who he was straight away. Notorious G.T.G. The song became familiar. 'Mordor Bringin' Da Noise', the single that had made G.T.G big.
Loungin on the leather sofas, Grandmaster Bilbo and Notorious G.T.G touched knuckles. 'Looking good Grand B' said Notorious. 'Yeeah, you too, you too' Grandmaster Bilbo replied 'Still talking bout leavin the music behind..?' Notorious asked. 'Yeeah, I'm off to the studio, need to chill for a bit' Grandmaster Bilbo explained. 'Aiight' said Notorious.
The warehouse was packed full of rappers, MC's, producers, technicians, celebs, paparazzi and others. One graffitied wall read 'Grand B Rulez'. And oh how true that was. Entertainment was in the form of Notorious G.T.G, who spun the tunes. Even though G.T.G had given up his career a while back, he still knew how to get the crowd bouncin'. The toasts began, glasses of Kristal were raised and Grandmaster Bilbo spoke. 'My dear homies' he coughed. After thanking many a famous names in the business he explained the reason for the rave. 'Today, my eleventy-one single reached number 1, in the BalrogBoard Charts. And tonite I got some news y'all. Eleventy-one number one's is enough for me. I'm outta here!' And with that he vanished, with a little help from the boys at the special FX department at Universal Studios.
Many broke the silence. 'That boy been smoking more than pipeweed.'
MC F.b was the only one who did not speak.
As for Grandmaster Bilbo, he was back at his crib. He held a bling-bling in his hands, a bling-bling he treasured dearly. Notorious G.T.G came into the room, records under one arm, glass of Kristal in the other.
'I'm glad to find you visible again, I seem to have drunk too much of this stuff' Notorious said, shaking his glass.
'Nah Nah man, was my bling-bling. Having this bling-bling, gives me some kind of power.' he explained.
'I see your packing already' said Notorious G.T.G handing Grandmaster Bilbo his Christian Dior dressing gown. 'Yeeah, jet flies in tonight, you will look after MC F.b for me won't ya Gandy man?' he asked of Notorious. 'You know I will, that boy got talent' Notorious replied reassuringly. 'I know, I've worked wit him many years now, it's time for me to move on, I'm leavin' most of my things to him' said Grandmaster Bilbo. 'Even your special bling-bling?' Notorious asked hopingly.
'Um.yeeah, it's over there, oh no, it's in the pocket of my Paul Smith duffle coat...weird' Grandmaster Bilbo said eerily.
'Gimme the bling-bling Grand B, I got me boys outside, I don't wanna have to call Big Rob in here now do I.' Notorious said threateningly. 'I don't want to.my precioussssss' whispered Grandmaster Bilbo. 'If you do not hand me that bling-bling now Grand B, I will be forced to break some of my moves on ya!' Bilbo handed the bling-bling over quickly. Notorious G.T.G was famous for his moves.
'MC F.b can have it.'
As Grandmaster Bilbo jetted off on his private plane, the rave continued throughout the night.
MC F.b joined Notorious G.T.G at the crib a little later. Notorious explained briefly the secrecy the bling-bling should behold and fled off in his Bentley into the night.
Some days later, after the taping of MTV: Cribs, Notorious G.T.G came over to shoot some hoops. 'The bling-bling Notorious, I don't understand why it's sooo speeccial.' MC F.b said. 'Me neither, MC, but I will try to find out for you. Just keep it safe; I'll be back soon. I've got an appearance at Uruk Records.' Notorious explained. 'But.but.' But MC F.b was too late, Notorious Gandalf . The . Grey and his Bentley were gone.
Set in an alternative world called Middle-Ghetto, Lord of the Bling-Bling tells of a groovy journey to stop the un-happenin' become happenin'. Freaky circumstances have placed a very special bling-bling into the pocket of a Versace coat, a bling-bling that could tip the balance of good and evil (musically speaking). The coat belonging to an old but still down wit it, Grand Master Bilbo.
Book 1: The Fellowship of The Bling-bling
Chapter 1: The Long Expected Rave
When Grandmaster Bilbo announced he would be celebrating his eleventy-first number 1, his latest single 'Da Shire on Fire, with a rave, his crew were very physced. Grandmaster Bilbo was very loaded; he had been the king of coolness, in Da Shire for many years after his career in the music industry had taken off. Unfortunately, after many awards and video's featuring a number of luverly hobbit-ladies, Grandmaster Bilbo had decided that it was time to leave the rapping behind him and put his skills to production with up and coming artists such as MC F.b, his nephew.
Days passed in Da Shire, and one evening a very flash looking Bentley full with speakers and records bounced in Grandmaster Bilbo's crib. It was driven by a strange looking man with a beard and a red bandana tied round his head. As some young homies ran after him, he started to play an unfamiliar song. When he came out of the car though, you realised who he was straight away. Notorious G.T.G. The song became familiar. 'Mordor Bringin' Da Noise', the single that had made G.T.G big.
Loungin on the leather sofas, Grandmaster Bilbo and Notorious G.T.G touched knuckles. 'Looking good Grand B' said Notorious. 'Yeeah, you too, you too' Grandmaster Bilbo replied 'Still talking bout leavin the music behind..?' Notorious asked. 'Yeeah, I'm off to the studio, need to chill for a bit' Grandmaster Bilbo explained. 'Aiight' said Notorious.
The warehouse was packed full of rappers, MC's, producers, technicians, celebs, paparazzi and others. One graffitied wall read 'Grand B Rulez'. And oh how true that was. Entertainment was in the form of Notorious G.T.G, who spun the tunes. Even though G.T.G had given up his career a while back, he still knew how to get the crowd bouncin'. The toasts began, glasses of Kristal were raised and Grandmaster Bilbo spoke. 'My dear homies' he coughed. After thanking many a famous names in the business he explained the reason for the rave. 'Today, my eleventy-one single reached number 1, in the BalrogBoard Charts. And tonite I got some news y'all. Eleventy-one number one's is enough for me. I'm outta here!' And with that he vanished, with a little help from the boys at the special FX department at Universal Studios.
Many broke the silence. 'That boy been smoking more than pipeweed.'
MC F.b was the only one who did not speak.
As for Grandmaster Bilbo, he was back at his crib. He held a bling-bling in his hands, a bling-bling he treasured dearly. Notorious G.T.G came into the room, records under one arm, glass of Kristal in the other.
'I'm glad to find you visible again, I seem to have drunk too much of this stuff' Notorious said, shaking his glass.
'Nah Nah man, was my bling-bling. Having this bling-bling, gives me some kind of power.' he explained.
'I see your packing already' said Notorious G.T.G handing Grandmaster Bilbo his Christian Dior dressing gown. 'Yeeah, jet flies in tonight, you will look after MC F.b for me won't ya Gandy man?' he asked of Notorious. 'You know I will, that boy got talent' Notorious replied reassuringly. 'I know, I've worked wit him many years now, it's time for me to move on, I'm leavin' most of my things to him' said Grandmaster Bilbo. 'Even your special bling-bling?' Notorious asked hopingly.
'Um.yeeah, it's over there, oh no, it's in the pocket of my Paul Smith duffle coat...weird' Grandmaster Bilbo said eerily.
'Gimme the bling-bling Grand B, I got me boys outside, I don't wanna have to call Big Rob in here now do I.' Notorious said threateningly. 'I don't want to.my precioussssss' whispered Grandmaster Bilbo. 'If you do not hand me that bling-bling now Grand B, I will be forced to break some of my moves on ya!' Bilbo handed the bling-bling over quickly. Notorious G.T.G was famous for his moves.
'MC F.b can have it.'
As Grandmaster Bilbo jetted off on his private plane, the rave continued throughout the night.
MC F.b joined Notorious G.T.G at the crib a little later. Notorious explained briefly the secrecy the bling-bling should behold and fled off in his Bentley into the night.
Some days later, after the taping of MTV: Cribs, Notorious G.T.G came over to shoot some hoops. 'The bling-bling Notorious, I don't understand why it's sooo speeccial.' MC F.b said. 'Me neither, MC, but I will try to find out for you. Just keep it safe; I'll be back soon. I've got an appearance at Uruk Records.' Notorious explained. 'But.but.' But MC F.b was too late, Notorious Gandalf . The . Grey and his Bentley were gone.
