
“I ain’t never been here,” T.I. let us know last night. “They been telling me a lot of shit about it.”
He commenced to playing the hits ("Rubber Band Man," “Whatever You Like,” “What You Know”), and talked a lil' shit:
“Ya’ll ain’t give me no muthafuckin’ dancers,” he shouted out...
But mostly, he gave people hope, and a reason to believe that the old T.I. was born anew:
It was a limited-run appearance, designed to remind everyone that when T.I.'s on, he’s really on. It’s been a while; it was nice to see again. A gentleman to the left of me certainly agreed. Presumably in appreciation of the rejuvenated T.I., the guy had lit up a blunt, then grabbed giant piles of cash out of his pockets. As the smoke swirled around him, and while rocking to the beat, he held the money triumphantly over his head. It was certainly an appropriate response.