Saucy Snippets: Freeze? How About You Speak to My Breeze Instead?
Posted by Saucy Dame Dizzle on
June 20, 2006
I’m too fly to freeze for the likes of you . . .
*Takes one deep breath . . . exhales*
I’m going to do my best to condense my thoughts and avoid the tagent I feel creeping over me right about now. But, I can’t promise you I won’t get a little ‘windy’ . . .
Intro:
Has anyone had the opportunity to thoroughly listen to the lyrics of from LL Cool J’s single “Freeze” , featuring Lyfe Jennings? If not, you will find the audio version in the most current RADIO.BLOG conveniently located to your right (item #115). I have also taken the liberty of transcribing the lyrics for your visual pleasure over here . . .
* Please take a moment to read the lyrics and come back to the following passage.
Commentary:
Now, why the hell would I want to “freeze”, knowing my lover has run through every Rashida, Mimi and Molly Sue in town? Why on Gods green earth would I want to “freeze” for a man who I can’t go out in public with and hold my head up high, because I know there is nothing exclusive about him? Why would I want people snickering in my face and laughing behind my back cuz they know I’m elbowed up with a bonafide hoe; one who is still very much active.
Let’s see here: I’m supposed to be a “goody goody” . . . not leave, not change . . . endure the bullshit. . . and wait . . . for a individual to finish slangin’ his dick all about town . . . in hopes that he’ll one day (don’t know when) become a “better man” . . . get the womanizing “out of his system” and propose marriage? And because he’s finally tired and played out . . . I’m suppose to still want ‘that’ ? I’m supposed to be honored that his raggedy tail chose me to “be with”?
And I’m going to benefit from this how?
Yuk. I think I’ll pass. The whole mode of the song brings me right back to this . . .
Why?
Because I know this man LL speaks of. You know him too; the man who props you up on a pedestal and tells you how beautiful you are . . . how smart you are . . . how witty and sexy you are. He lavishes you with praise, wipes your juices from the corners of his mouth, rubs your feet with tea tree oil and tops off your glass of wine. He buys you thoughtful gifts and calls you at work everyday just to “see how you are doing”. He takes you out to dinner and on special occasions will even go as far as preparing a meal for you.
He is the master manipulator, pulling easy conversation out of his magicians’ hat and killing you softly with a false sense of security. If he didn’t trust and care about you, he certainly wouldn’t let you see the water in his eyes as he recounts an unpleasant childhood story – right? He would share his “private” thoughts and feelings with you - right? He wouldn’t do and say all of those wonderful things he says – right?
You are “it” girl.
You are “the one”.
You are “special”.
At this point in the game, you are really feeling yourself in the (fake) union with your lover. Every woman before just didn’t know how to reach him like you do, girl. You got what it takes to razzle dazzle ‘em, girl. You are a winner in the game of love. Those naysayers who question your bond are just hatin’, that’s all. They’re just mad because they want to have a lover like yours. The spring in your step is just a little bit bouncier. The shade of your lipstick is just a tad bit spicier. You know how to make a man feel good. It’s not your fault you “got it going on”.
And that’s when it happens . . .
Just as soon as you let your ‘guard’ down (cuz damn it’s a lot of effort to always have to keep your guard up) – the man who puts the extra pep in your step tells your ass to FREEZE.
“Um I’m not ready for a relationship”.
He’s not ready? Shit, I can’t tell . . .
Gee, that’s not the vibe I got when his tongue was in the crack my ass the other night, after a home cooked meal of juicy beef tenderloin, baby carrots and spinach salad . . .
All of this new information is somewhat confusing . . . disappointing. . . and a blow to the ego.
Cuz you just found out that although
You think you’re special
You’ve been told you are special
You were shown through vibes and actions that you are special
That . . .
You really aint that special.
Or, perhaps you are just - that - special, but this fool still has to have his hoes and eat them too. And he has the nerve to ask you to stick around for an encore.
The solution is simple:
Look yourself in the mirror and face the facts for what they are. That’s also about the same time you give that mf’r a STRAIGHT RAZOR. One quick slash will cut him off at the knees. If you are feeling epspecially angry, put a voodoo curse on that fool and make him see snakes in his bed. Every time he closes his eyes he will see your face and reminisce. I can not express enough how important it is to cut off all communication. No calls, no email, no contact – period.
Don’t play coy games.
Don’t play detective.
Don’t get revenge (except for the voodoo).
FREEZE his motherfuckin’ assets.
Serve notice that his account at “The Bank of Good Extra Lovin” is closed.
Chin up.
Deep breath.
Cry in the privacy of your home (but not too long).
Take notes for the next “Mr. Right”.
Go out gracefully and dignified.
Work on getting to know yourself better and take furture romantic encounters very slowly.
Sit back and watch Mr.Freeze burn himself out while you make moves towards the light.
Trust me, it works.
The End.
6 Responses to “Saucy Snippets: Freeze? How About You Speak to My Breeze Instead?”
You killing it with the radio.blog this week! Um, that was the first time (and hopefully the last) I heard that song. Thanks for sharing! LOL
By Berry on Jun 20, 2006
Ok Lique, You’ve been around several blocks as we can read and see. But, is your apathy for a blessed union due to the insufficient complement to the Saucy Dame, or Angelique herself?
Any man who wishes to have a true union with a woman must makes his actions and intent honest. With real love there are no games or hidden motives. There isn’t that feeling of playing “catch.” It is a constant ebb and flow. Yes, in the beginning charm is what woos us all. Hell yea, I want you to cook. But you don’t have to as I can do just the same. See, the true pension of a relationship is how its problems are solved. Any relationship is defined by its issues and the individuals compromise to correct or appease those issues. We all can speak of the joys love brings. But, its the pain the defines our strength in that relationship. Its the anger and frustration that show the virtue and reason why you stay with us. Hell no you shouldn’t “freeze.” As you have stated, you are a woman to be-held, and hold. Never fall prey to the victim to ignorance and facetiousness. You always place the best foot forward and represent the soul that you are. Most women have an uncanny ability to sense the “player, the “hustler” types. It gets old very quick. Then there are those who can play the game until its conclusion. Never giving too much or too little, just enough to keep you on your toes. It’s hard to gauge going and coming. But, you must have the strength within to find the tie that binds, and dispel the the negativity of past misfortune. It is very hard to complete, and this is why so often people creep. But never let them dogs lie where you sleep, for it will be your own demise that you shall reap.
By The 5th Letter [E] on Jun 20, 2006
I had a “friend” that used to feed little thoughts into my head to try and break me and my boy up.
By Christina on Jun 20, 2006
“Ok Lique, You’ve been around several blocks as we can read and see. But, is your apathy for a blessed union due to the insufficient complement to the Saucy Dame, or Angelique herself?”
Saucy Dame & Angelique are one in the same. There is no blog persona here. Neither one of us are “freezing” for b.s. LOL!
My lack of interest stems from “being around the block” a time or two . . .and prefering just to chill(not freeze) for the sake of my own sanity.
Mostly, I wrote this post because I could identify the man in LL’s song. I’ve met that kind of dude before. I think most women have. So while I respect that it’s “real talk” coming from a guy - it’s not the kind of man I want in my life.
That’s all I’m saying.
By Angelique on Jun 20, 2006
I’ve never even really listened to that song…. the beat didn’t catch me. But it’s a messed up way of belittling a women.
What makes it really sad is we have alot of women who are in those shoes….. but the Freeze bullS#!T - NO GOOD playa playa!
I can honestly say those tables were turned, I’ve asked someone to wait on me - BIGGEST mistake. Didn’t lose them, but it’s not the same. We have one life to live, if you find someone to share it with, VALUE it. Cause while that man/woman intends to put the FREEZE on, be careful what you wish for…. a freeze might give your ass FROST BITE!
By Kitty on Jun 20, 2006
2 thoughts:
#1 - i heard that song recently, but took it differently. i imagined that the “freeze” command was in reference to the guy — to stop (or freeze) with all the bull. or perhaps that was just what the voice in my head automatically says these days when faced w/such bs.
#2 - you’re really good with putting thoughts into words. i agree 100% with your solution. CUT.HIM.OFF. Don’t ask that nucca to be friends — nothing.
By summer on Jun 27, 2006