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What you said is 100% right. My father loved DMX and always played his music. I never really payed attention to DMX but I liked his music whenever my father put it on. Literally after he passed, I started listening to all his music and they’re better than what I remember. I’m guilty of this. Idk why I didn’t listen to him a lot like I do now. I regret that.
It sucks that DMX had to die to get the appreciation he truly deserves that us real og fans have seen since day 1. RIP to the Legend Earl Dark Man X Simmons 🙏
Yeah man, I remembered after Biggie & 2pac died, hiphop was getting soft for a minute when Diddy & Mase n dem was making hiphop a fashion show with shiny suits n shit & making hiphop R&B with a wack nigga & DMX came out the gate & changed that. I remember
I heard Wu-Tang forever in 97 and then It's dark and Hell Is Hot and Flesh Of My Flesh the year after, I was completely hooked on Hip hop in the UK at 12 years old thanks to these guys. Think I had More X cds than any other artist, with the Ruff Riders Ride or Die compilations and shit.
It was a hot summer that year here London when his album dropped. Then the crime rate went up! I used to go check friends and they looked vex but it wasn’t anger they just finished listening to a X tune 😂
He was one of the sweetest people I met, I met him on the set of cradle to the grave, he was so sweet in his trailer eating everything first time I heard him preach, man we stayed in touch I met up with him in Atlanta in December n it was crazy we ate chilled n laughed, love that dude hurt my heart... he said if I die tomorrow don’t cry remember me like this laughing..♥️♥️♥️♥️🙏🏻RIH
he was a high-functioning addict, i used to be a hairdresser and all of my clients were bankers/traders in the city of london and alot of them were like dmx in this interview, talking 100mph, tons of energy, but totally on point and well articulated. their routines wouldkill 99% of people, but high functioning addicts thrive in it.
How crazy is it that he recorded one more album that hasn't even dropped before he passed !!! Man this is some Pac shit all over again...DMX Definitely TALKED HIS SHIT!!! STRAIGHT UP!!💯💯💯🙏🙏
We all lost a great one DMX you'll be missed but never forgotten a true Legend yeah we all got on that DMX the last week I actually tried to go buy more of the CDs but cannot find them sold out always great reaction homie peace
I am happy I’ve been giving this legend his flowers since 2003, never lost hope , I always bought his music and merch. The one thing I never got to do is seeing him live. I will always kick myself for that. Rip to a real legend. Much love dmx , dogs for life.
@@davidblack7744 So if you played as a child actor on Nickelodeon you can’t be a great artist? That’s a new level of dumbass logic I thought I’d never would see. By that logic Tupac was less great as a rapper because he was a dancer as kid and acted too..
This made my day...to see him just being HIMSELF was nice.. Preciate u for this one!!! Throws me back to being 16 with them two audiobahn 15's in the back just drummim.... ANOTHER legend gone 😏😔🙏🙏🛐 just keep his family in yalls prayers!!✌️
Dmx, Em, jay z, big pun the late 90s, was the 2nd golden era of rap. X was an absolute star and those first two albums some of the hardest rap music ever made. Rest in peace X
I love rap music and love hip hop.. I am Japanese women so i do nt understand everything what they are rapping about But I know who are lyrical rappers tho. J Cole and Kendrick, new guys... I like them.. Old school, love Mos Def and Busta Rhyme and Rakim... DMX is funny.. Love him and miss him.
Dmx such a legend was my favorite rapper of 90’s and 00’s after first time I heard get at me dog and ruff ryders anthem!! Definitely going to be missed but love seeing everyone showing love and paying respect to such massive part of hip hop
He just feels like he's one of the most underated rappers of all time...even though he was as popular as can be when he was it feels like not enough people give him the props he deserves....reminds me of the difference between a candle and a shooting star
I was so happy to hear DMX got out of jail, I was looking to his new music, he gave some interviews, had a couple of shows, and event shot a movie, and then this happed, such a sad loss.
98’ through the early 2000’s X Was running shit.. I never forgot about X I Still have all of X Albums the Physical CD’s.. X was so real and always showed his true self He’s in my TOP 10 MC’s One of HipHop G.O.A.T. 🐐 R.I.P. Earl DMX Simmons Condolence to his family 🖤
@@tieeshawilliams6093 I Just found out Black Rob Passed away today! You remember him from The BadBoy Days With P.Diddy!! Whoa 😮 Was A Big Hit Song! Man we’re losing all the Legends..
Huge part of my life. Heartbreaking that he's gone. This interview was awesome. RIP, X. I hope you go on Breakfast Club too!! Would love to see your exchange with Charlemagne.
X is my go to everyday I'm in gym he's all I listen to when I'm in the working out.... The saddest thing is I've said this a couple times but if I could take a rapper that I think could be relevant in any era it would be DMX R.I.P. To one of the GOAT's Earl DMX Simmons
X will be with me till the grave. Going to get a x tattoo on me, I still remember the 1st time I got grand champ cd in my teens. Last real one gone .......
Your voice will always be heard ... still so sad... peace light n love frm toxteth Liverpool uk, part of my 20s Earle aka Dmx ..looool this was hilarious .. I remember this
Today is the day we lost some one very special & legion to us RIP to our loving & caring Earl DMX Simmons.we love you our angel thats in heaven. With love 😍😍😍😍😍😍
X reminded me of pac in many ways probably the honestly and realness of him actually x was probably more legit than pac but still alot about the two that are alike and I feel if they're in heaven together they're gonna talk some serious talk
godaaaaaam lol, we both gettin pissed off at the same time when im watching this interview makin the same goddam sounds hahaha. That shit was too funny. RIP DMX, helped me through a lot of shit, wish i could have done the same.
X always kept it real yo 👆 always 🙏 He was in alot of pain...Swiss said he used to go to jail on purpose just to find some peace 😭 dats so messed up 💔 RIP to the G 💯
A pencil, sir; a penny -- won't you buy? I'm cold and wet and tired, a sorry plight; Don't turn your back, sir; take one just to try; I haven't made a single sale to-night. Oh, thank you, sir; but take the pencil too; I'm not a beggar, I'm a business man. Pencils I deal in, red and black and blue; It's hard, but still I do the best I can. Most days I make enough to pay for bread, A cup o' coffee, stretching room at night. One needs so little -- to be warm and fed, A hole to kennel in -- oh, one's all right . . . Excuse me, you're a painter, are you not? I saw you looking at that dealer's show, The croûtes he has for sale, a shabby lot -- What do I know of Art? What do I know . . . Well, look! That David Strong so well displayed, "White Sorcery" it's called, all gossamer, And pale moon-magic and a dancing maid (You like the little elfin face of her?) -- That's good; but still, the picture as a whole, The values, -- Pah! He never painted worse; Perhaps because his fire was lacking coal, His cupboard bare, no money in his purse. Perhaps . . . they say he labored hard and long, And see now, in the harvest of his fame, When round his pictures people gape and throng, A scurvy dealer sells this on his name. A wretched rag, wrung out of want and woe; A soulless daub, not David Strong a bit, Unworthy of his art. . . . How should I know? How should I know? I'm Strong -- I painted it. There now, I didn't mean to let that out. It came in spite of me -- aye, stare and stare. You think I'm lying, crazy, drunk, no doubt -- Think what you like, it's neither here nor there. It's hard to tell so terrible a truth, To gain to glory, yet be such as I. It's true; that picture's mine, done in my youth, Up in a garret near the Paris sky. The child's my daughter; aye, she posed for me. That's why I come and sit here every night. The painting's bad, but still -- oh, still I see Her little face all laughing in the light. So now you understand. -- I live in fear Lest one like you should carry it away; A poor, pot-boiling thing, but oh, how dear! "Don't let them buy it, pitying God!" I pray! And hark ye, sir -- sometimes my brain's awhirl. Some night I'll crash into that window pane And snatch my picture back, my little girl, And run and run. . . . I'm talking wild again; A crab can't run. I'm crippled, withered, lame, Palsied, as good as dead all down one side. No warning had I when the evil came: It struck me down in all my strength and pride. Triumph was mine, I thrilled with perfect power; Honor was mine, Fame's laurel touched my brow; Glory was mine -- within a little hour I was a god and . . . what you find me now. My child, that little, laughing girl you see, She was my nurse for all ten weary years; Her joy, her hope, her youth she gave for me; Her very smiles were masks to hide her tears. And I, my precious art, so rich, so rare, Lost, lost to me -- what could my heart but break! Oh, as I lay and wrestled with despair, I would have killed myself but for her sake. . . . By luck I had some pictures I could sell, And so we fought the wolf back from the door; She painted too, aye, wonderfully well. We often dreamed of brighter days in store. And then quite suddenly she seemed to fail; I saw the shadows darken round her eyes. So tired she was, so sorrowful, so pale, And oh, there came a day she could not rise. The doctor looked at her; he shook his head, And spoke of wine and grapes and Southern air: "If you can get her out of this," he said, "She'll have a fighting chance with proper care." "With proper care!" When he had gone away, I sat there, trembling, twitching, dazed with grief. Under my old and ragged coat she lay, Our room was bare and cold beyond belief. "Maybe," I thought, "I still can paint a bit, Some lilies, landscape, anything at all." Alas! My brush, I could not steady it. Down from my fumbling hand I let it fall. "With proper care" -- how could I give her that, Half of me dead? . . . I crawled down to the street. Cowering beside the wall, I held my hat And begged of every one I chanced to meet. I got some pennies, bought her milk and bread, And so I fought to keep the Doom away; And yet I saw with agony of dread My dear one sinking, sinking day by day. And then I was awakened in the night: "Please take my hands, I'm cold," I heard her sigh; And soft she whispered, as she held me tight: "Oh daddy, we've been happy, you and I!" I do not think she suffered any pain, She breathed so quietly . . . but though I tried, I could not warm her little hands again: And so there in the icy dark she died. . . . The dawn came groping in with fingers gray And touched me, sitting silent as a stone; I kissed those piteous lips, as cold as clay -- I did not cry, I did not even moan. At last I rose, groped down the narrow stair; An evil fog was oozing from the sky; Half-crazed I stumbled on, I knew not where, Like phantoms were the folks that passed me by. How long I wandered thus I do not know, But suddenly I halted, stood stock-still -- Beside a door that spilled a golden glow I saw a name, my name, upon a bill. "A Sale of Famous Pictures," so it read, "A Notable Collection, each a gem, Distinguished Works of Art by painters dead." The folks were going in, I followed them. I stood upon the outskirts of the crowd, I only hoped that none might notice me. Soon, soon I heard them call my name aloud: "A `David Strong', his Fete in Brittany." (A brave big picture that, the best I've done, It glowed and kindled half the hall away, With all its memories of sea and sun, Of pipe and bowl, of joyous work and play. I saw the sardine nets blue as the sky, I saw the nut-brown fisher-boats put out.) "Five hundred pounds!" rapped out a voice near by; "Six hundred!" "Seven!" "Eight!" And then a shout: "A thousand pounds!" Oh, how I thrilled to hear! Oh, how the bids went up by leaps, by bounds! And then a silence; then the auctioneer: "It's going! Going! Gone! Three thousand pounds!" Three thousand pounds! A frenzy leapt in me. "That picture's mine," I cried; "I'm David Strong. I painted it, this famished wretch you see; I did it, I, and sold it for a song. And in a garret three small hours ago My daughter died for want of Christian care. Look, look at me! . . . Is it to mock my woe You pay three thousand for my picture there?" . . . O God! I stumbled blindly from the hall; The city crashed on me, the fiendish sounds Of cruelty and strife, but over all "Three thousand pounds!" I heard; "Three thousand pounds!" There, that's my story, sir; it isn't gay. Tales of the Poor are never very bright . . . You'll look for me next time you pass this way . . . I hope you'll find me, sir; good-night, good-night.
DMX made it cool to be vulnerable.. always speaking his truth and being extremely energetic and positive. rest easy, legend. 💐🧡
Love DMX but I heard that "made it cool to be vulnerable" about every fking body...
actually 2pac did that but I love DMX to the fullest his death pains me to this day
@@andyirizarry5619 Nah Pac made it cool to wear your heart on you sleeve DMX was more vulnerable than Pac tbh💯(Trust me there's a difference)
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@Makai Noe Instablaster =)
X is all I listen to at the gym. His shit makes you want to push harder
U gotta one big mfer by now then 🤣
that is why i have his logo tatted on my right arm ! just listening to his voice makes you feel like you can run through a concrete wall , RIP X
X was THAT guy. " Don't believe everything you read, don't believe everything you hear and only believe half of what you see "
DMX is a legend. his music hyped me up as a kid and still does to this day
What you said is 100% right. My father loved DMX and always played his music. I never really payed attention to DMX but I liked his music whenever my father put it on. Literally after he passed, I started listening to all his music and they’re better than what I remember. I’m guilty of this. Idk why I didn’t listen to him a lot like I do now. I regret that.
At least you told the truth some people just say they listen to him all the time when they really don’t
I respect your honesty
It sucks that DMX had to die to get the appreciation he truly deserves that us real og fans have seen since day 1. RIP to the Legend Earl Dark Man X Simmons 🙏
Idk, i always saw everyone showing him appreciation and giving him his flowers
@sf2explus facts
Not from me Ive always loved him
@sf2explus big facts
"I may have asked for his license" had me deaddd. RIP to a legend
I'll never forget 1998 he took over the world...
Yeah man, I remembered after Biggie & 2pac died, hiphop was getting soft for a minute when Diddy & Mase n dem was making hiphop a fashion show with shiny suits n shit & making hiphop R&B with a wack nigga & DMX came out the gate & changed that. I remember
I heard Wu-Tang forever in 97 and then It's dark and Hell Is Hot and Flesh Of My Flesh the year after, I was completely hooked on Hip hop in the UK at 12 years old thanks to these guys. Think I had More X cds than any other artist, with the Ruff Riders Ride or Die compilations and shit.
It was a hot summer that year here London when his album dropped. Then the crime rate went up! I used to go check friends and they looked vex but it wasn’t anger they just finished listening to a X tune 😂
@@Delts_The_Photographer people were looking vexed up In widnes, but that's just coz it's a shithole, me and my friends were loving life though 😂.
@@truenme yeah. RZA was even talking about that on the Wu tang Forever album. He was definitely talking bout Diddy
I don't think he was that agressive ! I love " Lord give me a sign ". Very charming man :)))
R.i.P....DMX ....a real one....great man ....good hearted and definitely served his purpose
He was one of the sweetest people I met, I met him on the set of cradle to the grave, he was so sweet in his trailer eating everything first time I heard him preach, man we stayed in touch I met up with him in Atlanta in December n it was crazy we ate chilled n laughed, love that dude hurt my heart... he said if I die tomorrow don’t cry remember me like this laughing..♥️♥️♥️♥️🙏🏻RIH
You gotta love X man.
Really enjoying all the video clips people are putting out of him.
R.I.P. DMX
ive heard him say that "disrespecting my authority" bit on diff ocasions but everytime he tells it im in stitches 😂 Gone too soon RIP X
he was a high-functioning addict, i used to be a hairdresser and all of my clients were bankers/traders in the city of london and alot of them were like dmx in this interview, talking 100mph, tons of energy, but totally on point and well articulated. their routines wouldkill 99% of people, but high functioning addicts thrive in it.
You just explained it thoroughly!
You defo need an X week Stevie, colabs and all 💥
Eminem and DMX are my top best. They made me learn English.
I would pay so much money to see stevie and charlamagne talk hip-hop ..I wanna see charlamagne cry lmao
Ack can get it too haha
You are so REAL for the dmx tributes 🙏
How crazy is it that he recorded one more album that hasn't even dropped before he passed !!! Man this is some Pac shit all over again...DMX Definitely TALKED HIS SHIT!!! STRAIGHT UP!!💯💯💯🙏🙏
I was watching a recent interview where he was talking about it. Hopefully there's more tracks in a Vault so we can have the some more afterwards.
i heard a few songs from it , not to say he left but felt like a comeback with a couple new hits .
Damn can't believe dmx is gone 😔😔
Rip
🌹🌹
DMX is one of my top 5 rappers may he rest in peace
Yes,one of best interviews. He was intelligent, talented, energetic, truthful and witty.
We all lost a great one DMX you'll be missed but never forgotten a true Legend yeah we all got on that DMX the last week I actually tried to go buy more of the CDs but cannot find them sold out always great reaction homie peace
X was such a real dude, man, it hurts hes gone
DMX dragged me thru my youth, big big part for me growin up
DMX was HUGE in Europe.
He meant a lot to kids like us, immigrants in Europe. And this was an era before internet existed. Rest in power!!
I am happy I’ve been giving this legend his flowers since 2003, never lost hope , I always bought his music and merch. The one thing I never got to do is seeing him live. I will always kick myself for that. Rip to a real legend. Much love dmx , dogs for life.
Oh man that’s how I feel
One of the realest ever to do it
loool I knew that shot from Charlamagne against lil Wayne would get to you
Thank you for this! RIP DMX!m
I still remember my brother laughing when he first heard Drake on the radio he said Drake can't ever try to be gangster after being on Nickelodeon
U gotta respect Wheelchair jimmy 😂
@@EdwardNygma007 oh I do LMAO but I personally can't take anyone seriously as a hip-hop or rap artist if they got started with Nickelodeon
@@davidblack7744 So if you played as a child actor on Nickelodeon you can’t be a great artist? That’s a new level of dumbass logic I thought I’d never would see. By that logic Tupac was less great as a rapper because he was a dancer as kid and acted too..
I always said the same thing about drake, never care for anything drake those.
You guys do know where 2pac went to school?
This made my day...to see him just being HIMSELF was nice.. Preciate u for this one!!! Throws me back to being 16 with them two audiobahn 15's in the back just drummim.... ANOTHER legend gone 😏😔🙏🙏🛐 just keep his family in yalls prayers!!✌️
Dmx, Em, jay z, big pun the late 90s, was the 2nd golden era of rap. X was an absolute star and those first two albums some of the hardest rap music ever made. Rest in peace X
I was 9 or 10 when i got the Great depression by DMX for Christmas. Back in 2001 or 2002. I think in was 2001. Still my favorite album by X.
I love rap music and love hip hop.. I am Japanese women so i do nt understand everything what they are rapping about But I know who are lyrical rappers tho. J Cole and Kendrick, new guys... I like them.. Old school, love Mos Def and Busta Rhyme and Rakim... DMX is funny.. Love him and miss him.
2 number one albums in 1 year on the rock. 2 classic albums, also live DMX is the greatest thing I've ever seen
Here We Go Again DMX the album with the red nose American pit on the front cover is one of my favorite albums
Dmx such a legend was my favorite rapper of 90’s and 00’s after first time I heard get at me dog and ruff ryders anthem!! Definitely going to be missed but love seeing everyone showing love and paying respect to such massive part of hip hop
DMX was special ..That VOICE!!
Really miss him💔RIH Earl🕊️😔
Its been 20 years since my first encounter with DMX's music. Time flies sometimes. Ruff Ryders. R.I.P.
Yes I love this interview the most realest interview ever DMX THE REALEST 💯 KING OF ANTHEMS 👑 GREAT REACTION 💯💯
“He just talk about eatin”!
I’m DEAD!!! 🤣😂🤣😂
RIP DMX ❤️
"He looks more like biggie" 🤣🤣
"how much can this maan eat???"
Stevie PLEASE do a WHOLE dmx reaction of his ENTIRE life story from the beginning.....
Its been a week and I still can't believe X isn't with us anymore
He just feels like he's one of the most underated rappers of all time...even though he was as popular as can be when he was it feels like not enough people give him the props he deserves....reminds me of the difference between a candle and a shooting star
DMX is so straightforward. ❤️ Eating and girlfriend part.. 😂
One of those voices you remember till your death
What he said about drake had me cryin
I was so happy to hear DMX got out of jail, I was looking to his new music, he gave some interviews, had a couple of shows, and event shot a movie, and then this happed, such a sad loss.
98’ through the early 2000’s X Was running shit.. I never forgot about X I Still have all of X Albums the Physical CD’s.. X was so real and always showed his true self He’s in my TOP 10 MC’s One of HipHop G.O.A.T. 🐐 R.I.P. Earl DMX Simmons Condolence to his family 🖤
Good evening I feel you I have all his physical CD’s as well #LongliveDMX
@@tieeshawilliams6093 I Just found out Black Rob Passed away today! You remember him from The BadBoy Days With P.Diddy!! Whoa 😮 Was A Big Hit Song! Man we’re losing all the Legends..
I'm with DMX on the Drake thing...his music just doesn't click with me.
Huge part of my life. Heartbreaking that he's gone. This interview was awesome. RIP, X. I hope you go on Breakfast Club too!! Would love to see your exchange with Charlemagne.
Rest in power and peace to a legend...he will live on forever through his music
DMX Interviews be reminding me of Pacs interviews man. So enjoyable and insightful
Dmx had a problem witb Drake because he didn't like how he was using Aaliyahs music. They squashed the beef after this.
I miss DMX so much, man. When I lived in south Kingstown, Rhode Island he was working at a pizza shop and I met him a few times.
Thankyou for doing this video much love from 🇬🇧 rip X 😭
Loved both his breakfast club interviews. R.i.p
X is my go to everyday I'm in gym he's all I listen to when I'm in the working out.... The saddest thing is I've said this a couple times but if I could take a rapper that I think could be relevant in any era it would be DMX
R.I.P. To one of the GOAT's Earl DMX Simmons
X will be with me till the grave. Going to get a x tattoo on me, I still remember the 1st time I got grand champ cd in my teens. Last real one gone .......
Damn thats thr first X cd u brought
X kept it real.... Rest In Peace brother
Let’s get Stevie big enough so he can potentially get to the Breakfast Club and lay into Char! 😈
😂😂😂😂 let's go!
I saw this interview for the first time a few days ago and damn near died laughing 🤣🤣🤣
the dmx and mgk footage together was litttt
had to come back to this video , just got his Logo tatted on my lower arm , , this man got me through so many tough moments growing up
We love and miss u dmx definitely will never be another like u rest in heaven king
Like Will Smith and Joyner Lucas said, give roses ⚘⚘⚘⚘⚘ to all of the legends of hip hop while they are still here.
Hulk out stevie!!!🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤜🤛🏿🖤🤘!! U said all that stuff after my first comments about roasting Charlemagne get him stevie!!!
Your voice will always be heard ... still so sad... peace light n love frm toxteth Liverpool uk, part of my 20s Earle aka Dmx ..looool this was hilarious .. I remember this
More reaction of DMX interviews please 😂
I love DMX R.I.P there'll never be another X🐐💙🙏☘️👍
His energy was unmatched
One of kind 🙏🏽 Love X
So this where the the intro to Breaking News (Machine Gun Kelly) came from
Love❤️x ..and miss him bro
I agree 200% with what X said about Drake and Rick Ross
Let’s thank Joyner for doing the Will Smith song- and giving him his Roses.
Today is the day we lost some one very special & legion to us RIP to our loving & caring Earl DMX Simmons.we love you our angel thats in heaven. With love
😍😍😍😍😍😍
I would be on the bus with my dad cds heading to work and just vibing out...I was like 18 or 19 then....RIP
The king of hip-hop DMX ❤
Rip LEGEND
I don’t mean to comment twice, but I agree with you on Charlemagne and I always wondered how he even got the job he got
OG'S recognize real nice job bro
One more Road to Cross DMX
Love u X.......Proud to share the same nickname
X reminded me of pac in many ways probably the honestly and realness of him actually x was probably more legit than pac but still alot about the two that are alike and I feel if they're in heaven together they're gonna talk some serious talk
I’ve just seen DMX ,Michael Jackson and elvis in Tesco doing there Xmas 🎄 shopping
Roses comes after like he said . Damn right he had the authority 😅😂😂😂😭😭
Dmx got his flowers from all the greats. Nobody be hatin on dmx only Jay and even Jay gave this man his flowers
This interview is what was used for MGK's song Breaking News intro.
We are their afterlife. DMX lives on in everyone who truely felt his music.
godaaaaaam lol, we both gettin pissed off at the same time when im watching this interview makin the same goddam sounds hahaha. That shit was too funny. RIP DMX, helped me through a lot of shit, wish i could have done the same.
I love his police at the airport story.
What's My Name by DMX is a good one
DMX was AMAZING!!!!! hahaha....just so real and genuine it's impossible not to like him. Funny fuck too🤣
RIP X He doesn't have to battle the demons we deal with everyday anymore
X always kept it real yo 👆 always 🙏 He was in alot of pain...Swiss said he used to go to jail on purpose just to find some peace 😭 dats so messed up 💔 RIP to the G 💯
That MGK song was fire.... Demons
Totally agree with everything you said big man. Charlemagne (spelt wrong) pisses me off too 🤯🤬😡.
This is a great poem by Robert Service, about artists being loved more once they pass. "The Pencil Seller"
A pencil, sir; a penny -- won't you buy?
I'm cold and wet and tired, a sorry plight;
Don't turn your back, sir; take one just to try;
I haven't made a single sale to-night.
Oh, thank you, sir; but take the pencil too;
I'm not a beggar, I'm a business man.
Pencils I deal in, red and black and blue;
It's hard, but still I do the best I can.
Most days I make enough to pay for bread,
A cup o' coffee, stretching room at night.
One needs so little -- to be warm and fed,
A hole to kennel in -- oh, one's all right . . .
Excuse me, you're a painter, are you not?
I saw you looking at that dealer's show,
The croûtes he has for sale, a shabby lot --
What do I know of Art? What do I know . . .
Well, look! That David Strong so well displayed,
"White Sorcery" it's called, all gossamer,
And pale moon-magic and a dancing maid
(You like the little elfin face of her?) --
That's good; but still, the picture as a whole,
The values, -- Pah! He never painted worse;
Perhaps because his fire was lacking coal,
His cupboard bare, no money in his purse.
Perhaps . . . they say he labored hard and long,
And see now, in the harvest of his fame,
When round his pictures people gape and throng,
A scurvy dealer sells this on his name.
A wretched rag, wrung out of want and woe;
A soulless daub, not David Strong a bit,
Unworthy of his art. . . . How should I know?
How should I know? I'm Strong -- I painted it.
There now, I didn't mean to let that out.
It came in spite of me -- aye, stare and stare.
You think I'm lying, crazy, drunk, no doubt --
Think what you like, it's neither here nor there.
It's hard to tell so terrible a truth,
To gain to glory, yet be such as I.
It's true; that picture's mine, done in my youth,
Up in a garret near the Paris sky.
The child's my daughter; aye, she posed for me.
That's why I come and sit here every night.
The painting's bad, but still -- oh, still I see
Her little face all laughing in the light.
So now you understand. -- I live in fear
Lest one like you should carry it away;
A poor, pot-boiling thing, but oh, how dear!
"Don't let them buy it, pitying God!" I pray!
And hark ye, sir -- sometimes my brain's awhirl.
Some night I'll crash into that window pane
And snatch my picture back, my little girl,
And run and run. . . .
I'm talking wild again;
A crab can't run. I'm crippled, withered, lame,
Palsied, as good as dead all down one side.
No warning had I when the evil came:
It struck me down in all my strength and pride.
Triumph was mine, I thrilled with perfect power;
Honor was mine, Fame's laurel touched my brow;
Glory was mine -- within a little hour
I was a god and . . . what you find me now.
My child, that little, laughing girl you see,
She was my nurse for all ten weary years;
Her joy, her hope, her youth she gave for me;
Her very smiles were masks to hide her tears.
And I, my precious art, so rich, so rare,
Lost, lost to me -- what could my heart but break!
Oh, as I lay and wrestled with despair,
I would have killed myself but for her sake. . . .
By luck I had some pictures I could sell,
And so we fought the wolf back from the door;
She painted too, aye, wonderfully well.
We often dreamed of brighter days in store.
And then quite suddenly she seemed to fail;
I saw the shadows darken round her eyes.
So tired she was, so sorrowful, so pale,
And oh, there came a day she could not rise.
The doctor looked at her; he shook his head,
And spoke of wine and grapes and Southern air:
"If you can get her out of this," he said,
"She'll have a fighting chance with proper care."
"With proper care!" When he had gone away,
I sat there, trembling, twitching, dazed with grief.
Under my old and ragged coat she lay,
Our room was bare and cold beyond belief.
"Maybe," I thought, "I still can paint a bit,
Some lilies, landscape, anything at all."
Alas! My brush, I could not steady it.
Down from my fumbling hand I let it fall.
"With proper care" -- how could I give her that,
Half of me dead? . . . I crawled down to the street.
Cowering beside the wall, I held my hat
And begged of every one I chanced to meet.
I got some pennies, bought her milk and bread,
And so I fought to keep the Doom away;
And yet I saw with agony of dread
My dear one sinking, sinking day by day.
And then I was awakened in the night:
"Please take my hands, I'm cold," I heard her sigh;
And soft she whispered, as she held me tight:
"Oh daddy, we've been happy, you and I!"
I do not think she suffered any pain,
She breathed so quietly . . . but though I tried,
I could not warm her little hands again:
And so there in the icy dark she died. . . .
The dawn came groping in with fingers gray
And touched me, sitting silent as a stone;
I kissed those piteous lips, as cold as clay --
I did not cry, I did not even moan.
At last I rose, groped down the narrow stair;
An evil fog was oozing from the sky;
Half-crazed I stumbled on, I knew not where,
Like phantoms were the folks that passed me by.
How long I wandered thus I do not know,
But suddenly I halted, stood stock-still --
Beside a door that spilled a golden glow
I saw a name, my name, upon a bill.
"A Sale of Famous Pictures," so it read,
"A Notable Collection, each a gem,
Distinguished Works of Art by painters dead."
The folks were going in, I followed them.
I stood upon the outskirts of the crowd,
I only hoped that none might notice me.
Soon, soon I heard them call my name aloud:
"A `David Strong', his Fete in Brittany."
(A brave big picture that, the best I've done,
It glowed and kindled half the hall away,
With all its memories of sea and sun,
Of pipe and bowl, of joyous work and play.
I saw the sardine nets blue as the sky,
I saw the nut-brown fisher-boats put out.)
"Five hundred pounds!" rapped out a voice near by;
"Six hundred!" "Seven!" "Eight!" And then a shout:
"A thousand pounds!" Oh, how I thrilled to hear!
Oh, how the bids went up by leaps, by bounds!
And then a silence; then the auctioneer:
"It's going! Going! Gone! Three thousand pounds!"
Three thousand pounds! A frenzy leapt in me.
"That picture's mine," I cried; "I'm David Strong.
I painted it, this famished wretch you see;
I did it, I, and sold it for a song.
And in a garret three small hours ago
My daughter died for want of Christian care.
Look, look at me! . . . Is it to mock my woe
You pay three thousand for my picture there?" . . .
O God! I stumbled blindly from the hall;
The city crashed on me, the fiendish sounds
Of cruelty and strife, but over all
"Three thousand pounds!" I heard; "Three thousand pounds!"
There, that's my story, sir; it isn't gay.
Tales of the Poor are never very bright . . .
You'll look for me next time you pass this way . . .
I hope you'll find me, sir; good-night, good-night.
DMX acting like Eric cartman ...RES{PECT MY AUTHORITAY!!! LOL