From TMZ - DMX had quite the rough ride early this morning … when he lost control of the four-wheeler he was riding and ended up in the hospital with a concussion. X tells TMZ he was riding outside his home in South Carolina when he crashed while riding down a hill. He says he flipped over and, lucky for him, landed right on his ass. The rapper says he doesn’t remember much, other than the lights from the ambulance, and he doesn’t know when he will be released.
I don’t really know what to tell you, BRO, other than that is literally how Ruff Ryders roll. This is what happens when you ride a quad, because they are fucking deathtraps. I am pretty sure that it is well documented that when the Taliban run out of bullets or get tired of pulling fingernails, they just have prisoners ride around on quads for an hour or so. A dead guy is a dead guy.
But, full disclosure – I actually made great use of a quad at Red Bud the other weekend. When my tire blew its brains out and came off the rim, I couldn’t ride the bike back to the rig since everything was spinning down there. Got towed by a quad and it worked like a dream. I think when quads are literally serving MX in that way, we can make the relationship work. If only someone could devise a system where we could actually pay for quads to do things for us. Not pay them, pay for them, in the way that we buy appliances from WalMart or something. It would be up to you to take care of your quad and feed it and everything, because we all know a weak quad does not
pick cotton tow bikes very efficiently, but it’s your quad, you be the judge of that. #enslavethequads