“MC JoeyP and da Posse raking in Land of La La’s,
Huntin’ down Crips and getting’ his Ya Ya’s�

Dig it pedestrians!  Young MC Joey P and his posse full of playas
brought the ‘Burgh to the land of
starry-eyed bimbos and
cosmetic hypnotism.  Running the streets of the 310 while doling
out high roller cash to servers of burgers the valley over, MC Joey
P played it cool and showed them
old school.  Staking and taking
territory from Compton to Watts, he done showed the Crips who
rules the left coast.   And the man worked the tourist traps
like a
local.  The Rapper extraordinaire made his play in a big way and
ran rambunctious over Tinsel Town and we got the photos!  While
his Posse kept it close to the vest, it wasn’t nuthin’ but the
best while Joey P checked out the West!
MC Joey P
Digs It Out West
Rapper Extraordinaire
Young MC Joey P
MC Joey P’s first stop was where the legends make their
mark for all the world to see,
Mann’s Chinese Theater.  
Bringing about the new world order in historic fashion, Joey P
slapped down his digits in cement and amongst the likes of
Sinatra, Jimmy Stewart and Cary Grant and he left his indelible
mark.  The man was ice as he was writing the words that will
forever live on the Chinese Walk, “Word to my Mutha,
Joey P is Big Pimpin’!â€�  This bold rapper makes the
big cheese fall to their knees!  Makin’ it rain with twenties
off his wad he waved to the crowd as they clambered for
photos with the “Shogun of Shannon.â€�  But MC Joey P
ain’t got no time to play with the pub, he’s gotta go.  
So he and his Posse packed into the
stretch Hummer and
pedaled on down to the Hills, dat’s Hills as in Beverly
Hills to meet up with the other money playas.

Stopping by his
West LA mansion for a look see and a bite of
gourmet goulash he eased on down the road to Rodeo.  
Rodeo, dat’s  Rodayo, like Rodayo Drive.  Waxing the
Titanium card in the places of high fashion and high blowinâ
€™ bucks.  Ya know,
Cartier, Gucci and Versace.  MC Joey
P or as the Posse calls him, “Mac Daddy Masterâ€� ainâ
€™t too frugal when shopping for his Posse.  The parade of
diamonds and threads that he showers them with would choke
that chump Trump.  Their partay continues up and down the
boulevard and into the Beverly Wilshire.

“Flava Flav ain’t nuttin’ but a knave,
When Joey P is in the house, Puffy done looks like a louse.

Yo, this trip is always go.  The Sho’ of Shannon is like a
cannon.  He’s always so fly he’s got places to trip
and new places to try.  Young MC Joey P is back in his
Hummer looking for the endless summer in da world of toe-
tap and West Coast Rap.  Off he goes to where the land ends
and the laughs never stop.  We spin the PCH to the
Monica Pier.  Look dog, this boy ain’t missin’ a
thang.  See it all, soak it all and wear a partay hat!  Dat’s
Joey P’s model.  
Feelin’ the breeze out on the boards
and chewing the fat.  Scoutin’ for manatees and doin’
as he please this boy don’t need more than dat.  Shrimpinâ
€™ at
Bubba Gump, see da settin’ sun, ride the rides this
place makes me wanna jump!  The Pier ain’t for no
or old tools it is for chillin’ when you’re willin’.  
Soak up da sun, put away your gun and eat up the time and
the season for exactly no reason.
MC Joey P knows where it’s at, 3rd Street Promenade.  
Checking out the local talent scene and seein’ where he
might have been…if his rippin’ rap had taken a crap.  
This place has fancy shops and actors with no chops.  But yinz
stroll the boulevard and find somthin’ to see.  It might be a
dog playing dead, a couple of bums on the drums, a break
dancing Michael J, or a dinosaur made out of a tree.  Eatinâ
€™ a cone, chowin’ a scone or
just throwin’ the
dogs a bone, this is where that is dat.  MC Joey P has his
Posse to watch his back.  Gotta keep the commons at a
distance coz there is always resistance when Joey P ain’t
singin’ smack.  It’s been one big day, from West
Hollywood to the western sea, Joey P the “Raconteur of
needs a nap.

“Tupac had truths to tell but wasted it so he could sell,
MC Joey P knows more than either you or me,
but you gotta listen closely to fall under the spell.�

Next day he's on his way and he's ready to scope out the
Getty Center, top of a hill museum for all to see'em.  
Checking the big picture of the
City of Angels, like wide-angle
vision, the man is on a mission.  See it all, soak it all, wear the
partay hat!  
Buildings of the future, bling of the past, ride the
tram, it's all rolled up like dat, bam!  Too cool, it's like going
to school, without the shop teacher making you a fool.  Where
to now?  Where else?  Malibu!  Gotta check Barbie's diggs
and catch a water view.  Down the mountain past
it's all looking fine.  Down to Malibu where the rich whities
shack up and the bruthas are too few.

Sniffing up the ocean breeze MC Joey P got a feeling for a
dish of fish.  Whoa, hold it baby!  We have a
Duke's!  Dat's
Duke's Hawaiian Seafood Eatery!  Mad eating on the rocky
beach.  Poppin' pineapple while watching the whales bump,
hump and jump!  No finer pig out stand in the grand land of
Malibu.  Take a cue, make it you, see the view, eat the
poisson cru, drink a few.  Joey P gives it his stamp and says
"Bring your Vamp!"

Last day in LA!  Only one place to go, you gotta learn what I
teach and reach
Venice Beach.  The freaks are all out in force,
the breezes are blowing of course and the babes are a tour de
force.  Cheap threads that'll turn heads and a myriad of dead
heads.  Nothing like being in the sun and sand and everyone
being tanned and then s
ome bum hittin' you up for a helping
hand.  Venice always has sumthin to see and Joey P speaks
the words that make him the prophet, "Help those that need it,
if its hungry feed it, if they want too much, beat it."

"Run-DMC were the daddy's of hip-hop ,
Snoop Dogg blew up gangsta rap,
MC Joey P took it all to the top!"

It’s time for a time zone change and to boogie back
across the desert.  MC Joey P is taking the posse where the
sun always shines,
the cacti jumps at you and if the heat donâ
€™t kill ya the scorps will.  Land of Sheriff Joe, human
coyotes and man-made lakes for chrissakes!  
Arizona!  MC
Joey P wants to see the hot partay poppin’ place of
Scottsdale.  Club hoppin’, shoppin’ and dough
droppin’, that’s Snotsdale for ya!  MC Joey P
voyeurs about the
Art Fair and plays the horses.  He’ll
even dare to poach a
ride on the stagecoach.  But Scottsdale
don’t have the scene for this celeb making machine so itâ
€™s time find the real West and
giddy up for his cowboy test.

He busts some rhymes like old times with the
native folk who
aren’t onto the joke.  Chowin’ like a cowboy, hittinâ
€™ the high trail, and ponying up the scratch to have the
posse catch the
Dolly Steamboat   Toolin’ around the
seein’ the sights and the majesty of nature’s
painting.  Ya gotta keep the woman folk from fainting.  Itâ
€™s all dat!  MC Joey P sees it all, soaks it all, and wears the
partay hat!

MC Joey P knows when you wanna go slummin’ and be
able to keep hummin’ there’s only one place for that,
Tortilla Flat!  Population: 6 and just a bunch of hicks, the
place is made of sticks but too over the top for your ice cream
fix!  Prickly Pear ice cream is the dream and
$300,000 large
plastered on the walls will make you scream!  But after you
stick your noggin’
through the sheet seat and cozy up to a
big cactus you know you been there and done dat!  And
remember MC Joey P always sez, “See it all, soak it all
and wear your partay hat!�

“It’s time for MC Joey P to fly,
Back to the ‘Burgh with a sigh,
It was too, too  cool out west ,
But my Steelers are still the best!“
Joey P Plays the Ponies
Layla & Other Love Songs
Scottsdale Style
Tortilla Flat
is Where it is At!
Getting My
Cowboy On
Joey P Knows How to
Throw a Party!
Elvis Who?
Pumpin' Up the
Volume on
Muscle Beach
MC Joey P
is Now
Chillin' on Rodeo Drive