Showing posts with label Rap. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rap. Show all posts

Friday, February 5, 2016

Tennis Team [..still not a player]


I'm not entirely sure but I think I fell in love with someone's girlfriend last week... 









  • While I'm kickin it with somebody, I'll send some soft shit of me and her to my story so when she looks at it she wants to fwm again, (then I delete it when she leaves)


  • I got too lit and missed the Meek Mill Dreams & Nightmares Intro drop one night and was mad at myself for like 3 weeks but more on that later...

  • me & a bunch of other graduate students got addicted to dice last weekend

  • if the NBA was street ball niggas would have stomped Steph Curry's yellow ass out a long time ago

  • if you go out for sushi wit ya new bae and you see ya old bae lookin at y'all from the bar you just gotta order all the expensive rolls and laugh extra hard at all ya date's jokes


  • I was listening to a mash-up of Love Yourself and Hello when I realized that I love music more than I love any animal and most people

  • if I ever offend you just let me know and I'll pretend to give a fuck

  • something special is going on here.....


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Nothing's been the same for Future since he woke up in a new Bugatti.  Nothing's been the same for the Delaware music scene since Love the Universe was released.  Nothing's been the same for Cypher Clique since that Firefly stage.

Things are starting to move fast.  But the biggest difference I notice is the way people are acting around me.  I've changed a little, but for the most part I'mm still the same person who used to freestyle battle in the Caesar Rodney hallways in between class.  Still haven't found a need for a girlfriend.  And I still offer the best advice for those of you perusing the single scene.  Which brings me to the topic of this next blog post:


STILL not a player (story time)


I had a very weird experience a couple weeks ago (swear y'all never fail to make me nervous when I step out).  I went to a familiar bar near my condo and see a female friend standing near the door so I approach.  First thing she says:

"Hey Erich, are you still hooking up with ________ ."

"Nah, it started to get weird.  I think she dates some mexican soccer player now."

"Yeah she is, he's pretty cool. I was just wondering.."

Awkward moment #1 :
I think to myself, 
'Why would I still be hooking up with her if you know she has a boyfriend?'.. unless...

Just then, a group of 4 women and 1 Guy walks in.  They all work at the same bar down the street.  I know everyone but the Guy.

"Hey Erich!" I hear as one runs over and gives me a hug.  The rest follow suit and now we're standing in a big circle.  One girl in particular (we'll call her Rosie) makes it a priority to ignore me until the lone Guy breaks away to fetch drink orders.

Awkward moment #2:
"Erich, you're a whore," Rosie speaks out.
"Whoa, whoa, what makes you say that?"
Another girl in the circle speaks up, "because you and Rosie were together for like 3 months when you first moved here, THEN you hung out with me the other day."
"We were never together."
"You know what she means," Rosie snaps back.
"I didn't know you two worked together tho."
"Well -," Rosie starts before the guy comes back with an arm full of drinks.  She gave me the We'll Continue This Later face.



[Later...]



We're still in the same circle and some girls I went to high school with walked up.  There's 7 of us now; Rosie, her co-workers, my 2 HS friends, and this other random guy with a beard who kept popping in and out of our conversations (we'll call him Dave).  This is when awkward moment #3 happens.

Awkward moment #3:

Dave approaches me and whispers, "Yo broooo, do you know that girl from high school, she's pretty hot. you should give her my number."

I'm thinking to myself 'why don't you get her number yourself... while you're here... now', and suddenly as I'm in mid thought, the guys blurts out to the crowd.

"Erich, now I know where I remember you from! FIREFLY." Dave, don't be that guy.

"Oh from the Cypher Clique performance?" I respond politely.  I can be polite sometimes.

"No, no, no," he says even louder than the first time, making sure he has everyone's attention. "You were hooking up with my ex-girlfriend that weekend..."  



   


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That whole night bothers me. For a lot of reasons, but I narrowed them down to 3:

1- Stop assuming I'm tryna ruin people's relationships. I just wanna make really good music.

Okay, so I haven't been in a relationship since January 11th, 2009.  I understand that.  But that doesn't mean I'm becoming a progressively worse person.  I'm not very attractive.  I don't live for more female attention.  I stopped saving numbers in my phone months ago. I get it.  But I also don't talk to anyone on a daily basis except for my best friends and business partners.  So for you to assume I'm trying to fuck your girlfriend is completely wrong of you my friend.....     well, kind of..
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2- If you're afraid to spark a conversation with someone you don't know, you don't deserve her.

A couple of blogs ago I taught you scum lords how to win over the girl of your dreams and a lot of you still haven't caught on.  It's bad enough that I live at a coastal beach in the off season ( = there's like 300 people who live in this town until summer hits/ everyone knows everything about everyone else), so if you see someone you don't know, there's a good chance she's new here.  Take advantage of this opportunity.  Don't sit back and watch her walk away forever.  Me? I'm good.  Late night I just wanna get drunk, write songs, and FaceTime other dude's girlfri.... eh, uhm.. never mind..
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3- Dry snitching on me in front of other women isn't gonna make them wanna fuck with you.

First let me explain dry snitching:

Some random fuckboy in a high school class says loud enough for the teacher to hear - "Man, it really smells like weed in here. That smell sure is strong."




Don't do that bruh.  Don't be that guy.  Let me live and I'll let you live.  I had no idea she was your ex-girlfriend until you made that information available to everyone.  Furthermore, I have no idea who you are. Double whammy.  Honestly, I was just being nice allowing you to chill with us. I didn't use to be that nice. Don't try to ruin it for me. Because chances are, I'm gonna run into your current girlfriend at some point and I'm gonna remember this conversation we had...


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OH by the way..


Cypher Clique just released a song called "The Tennis Team".  It's very new and very good.  There are links to the song throughout this entire blog if it hasn't occurred to you already.  You should listen to it.  You should play it for your family and your friends.  You should post snippets of it to snapchat and Instagram. You should tag me in it on Twitter. But most importantly.... you should introduce it to your girlfriend.







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It took me much longer than most to realize that our bodies are never perfect, so instead of me posting a gym pic, I'm a just leave this here and ask you to tune into Cypher Clique's latest project and short story, The District, made by a few guys who love all of your bodies...



February 12th, 2016





Saturday, January 23, 2016

It's Only Cold in Denver


After you're gone, there will be someone else there to inspire the music...





D-Major delivers a uniquely smooth production for another introspective and lyrically laced Winter track entitled "It's Only Cold in Denver", a record from the forthcoming release of Cypher Clique's 3rd project in a calendar year,    The District ...







Couple random highlights before I release the guest blog;





  • We can't get mad at the little shit Johnny Manziel does when Lawrence Taylor did coke with a 16 year old prostitute
  • The pettiest shit I do with my life nowadays is randomly text one of my exes "I know what you've been doing out here, I've got my ear to the streets..."
  • Your military money can't save you once those club lights come on and the real games begin
  • After you're gone, there will be someone else there to inspire the music
  • Some of you have been living with your parents since the 20th century
  • (think about that last one for like 4-5 seconds)
  • Your relationship is so strong because your girlfriend  comes to Dewey twice a week in the summer














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GUEST BLOG* 

Written by: anonymous 

Originally posted to: original content

[sponsored by: Anagennisi Speed & Agility ASAspeed.com]




“I’ll never get shitted on because I’ll never care. Once you start treating me like you are aware of these things everything we do and say will be a lot realer.” 

Until recently I always thought of his logic as absurd. Now, I sit here in Aww of how innovative he really was. 

There once was a time were snapchat and screenshots never existed, a time of the sauré.. Many beautiful women from all over the state would rally, in hopes to sip with a few of the top 10 men of Delaware. One in which, I would never forget. He was the mastermind behind it all.. Only a few were in on his plans, and the rest of us were just “putty”. I was brought to him and his men by a green eyed woman in who’s beauty seared through their souls. She had the power to isolate the weak and give them will to do what ever her heart desired; they called her “The Chosen One”.
My first encounter with part of the supremacy (not to be mistaken with the the top 10) and their chosen one was an honor I had literally slept on. They had all sat in a circle and conversed of many things… Their commentary was raw and uncut; No one I’ve ever met had spoke of such heresy. I quickly identified the voice, the man who spoke of such obscure things, they had called him Mic Anthony. Mic Anthony had the gift to speak what most people thought but feared to say. After an intriguing hour passed, I was put in a deep sleep with the herbal medicine they had provided. Not having much memory of that night, I thought to myself I must surround myself with these people!

A month or so went by and the chosen one had brought me to an event where I was to be introduced to a few more members of the supremacy. Not many that I didn’t recognize before stood out, but he did. He was to be identified as the record holder, and later as the mastermind behind it all. He had much sway over the group at the time and so he approached me with questions, questions that would determine if I was worthy to be around him and his men. I had a pure mentality that the record holder admired; he was so pleased that he gave me the web key where I would learn more about the supremacy and their past. I had learned that they had been hosting soirées for many years, and so a revolution referred to as “The Bush Administration” came about. The record holder never went into great detail about this dark time, and so I don’t know very much but what has came from it. Which brings me to rule number 

1. Monogamy isn’t for everybody                                                                        
Eventually I got to spend time with the record holder with out the sears permission. One of the very first things he had expressed was that he would never marry. He said that he’s seen someone get cheated on every weekend since The Bush Administration. At that moment I decided that we would never see eye to eye and to steer clear of his pursuits.

Unlike traditional scribes, the record holder was rarely ever silent. You could always find him competing for the rooms attention with Mic Anthony. As I sat on the kitchen counter top silently, I took a drink of the infamous Carlos de Rossi listening to the two of them go back and forth. I then looked over to see the scribe withdrawal, and suddenly the voice had filled the room. The record holder then took the opportunity to approach me for the very first time after our initial meeting. With his back blocking off the rest of the function he had asked how I had been, I responded nonchalantly “good” still engrossed in the voice’s discussion. Taking the initiative once again, the scribe had struck up a more stimulating conversation branching off one that had already been discussed. Not even five minutes had passed before the Sears green eyes had started to light up. She had deaded our conversation quickly and we all returned our focus. “Stay away from him”, she whispered.

Months had went passed and the leaves that were once so colorful had fallen and turned to dust as the ice cold winter was approaching. 

Disregarding the Sears warning, the scribe and I had formed a close bond. He had asked me to make an appearance at the upcoming soirée, and so I had asked the sear to accompany me. The chosen one happily declined my offer for she had made many enemies during the bush administration and foresaw the night ending disastrous. 

2. Too many bitches can definitely be a problem                                                                  
“If you run out of shit to talk about with bitches or someone hand them a drink or say take a shot.”
I don’t remember much, but I remembered Princess Leah welcoming the guest at the door. She was sweet and cheerful (as a princess should be) and had a glass of carlos in hand. I and my plus one had walked in to the soiree to see an array of dress. “Is this a soirée or an ugly christmas party?” my guest I had asked, but before I could answer Mic Anthony came over on a mission and handed us a drink......

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In 2013 my alter ego was Swaggy McPeterson....



2014 it was Wavy McNally...





2015 luco di'blazio








& I'm announcing now for the first time to a whole bunch of people who don't give a fuck: in 2016 my alter ego will be known as DJ McRandolph













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The District // February 12th, 2016 // cypherclique.com





Monday, December 21, 2015

The Wave (prod. Dope Boi Beatz)


Most people don't want to be great... 
But that's okay


Listen to "The Wave" by Cypher Clique on soundcloud now

We've decided to close out 2015 with one more song for you all. This is another track produced by Dope Boi Beatz (producer of Bryson Tiller's Don't). I have the first verse. I promise to never stop going in... I've just always wanted to say that. It was sincere though. Go check out the new track on soundcloud. It will be on iTunes, Spotify, ect later this week.


It's been a beautiful year...

I'm one of the last of my peers that wants to be great. These other guys are washed like laundry mats. I think there's a  misconception on the concept of being washed. Being washed doesn't just pertain to not having females or not partying as much as you used to. My definition of being washed is being complacent. Ok. We're not 20 anymore. But we're not 45 either. Therefore complacency is the last thing on my mind. 


Soundcloud.com/CypherClique


Random PSA
  • If you subtweet me on the daily please don't DM me asking for feedback on your shitty music. That's very weird.
  • Call me when we can start exchanging Retweets for show money. 
  • Call me when we can exchange soundcloud plays for Spotify revenue.
  • Only compete with people that have passports 
  • This next project will come with a story
    • The story will be incredible
    • Possibly even more lit than the GSOT story
    • It feels good to add stories to our projects
    • It's the last thing we've done creatively that hasn't been bit by the local rappers



CypherClique.com


Who do you love? Are you for sure?


I don't love these women more than music.
I don't love my part time job more than music.
I don't love video games more than music.
I don't love drinking at McGlyyn's more than music.
And I probably don't love you more than music




Next Cypher Clique show is January 14th in Philly




Back in 2014 I told yall "All I ever wanted to do was change the world". 



Fuck the world. 

Half is brainwashed by the TV... The other half is brainwashed by society and government.


The very few that make it through and live for themselves find an indescribable level of self worth and inner peace. There's something beautiful about waking up everyday with personal goals to get done. There's also something beautiful about accomplishing things you were told couldn't happen...

I could be petty and list all of my 2015 accomplishments but then this blog would be about 5 pages longer. I know how hard it is for some of you to read so I'll spare you the struggle. Just know that all the work and ambition from this year will be carried into 2016. 


http://www.kungfunecktie.com/event/1017645-trae-tha-truth-philadelphia/





Tuesday, August 11, 2015

The Wave & the Fall Back

I'm going to teach you how to get the girl of your dreams... You can thank me later...



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Ever since the critically acclaimed "Love the Universe" album was released a lot of things have been making me nervous.  I've been getting a lot of strange texts from people I don't know and hugs from people that used to hate me.  This Cypher Clique brand is a movement and we've got a plan to put Delaware on the map so most of this was expected, but I'm going to take time from our regularly scheduled musical takeover to break down a little something for the fans.



https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/love-the-universe/id991045470


I told y'all a couple blog posts ago that 2015 was going to be the year of forever.  But this here is something y'all can learn and master for the 2016 season.

It's a little move called "The Wave & the Fall Back":

The Wave:

I understand that trying to attract the attention of women is very hard for most of you, which explains all the anguish and embarassment you go through on all of these social networks you should have deleted years ago.  But in order to get the girl of your dreams, first, you must hit her with The Wave.  There are three parts to the wave. 
Part 1:
1.  Lit Romney - the first time you see her in person, whether planned or unplanned, whether at a party or in the public, everything about you has to be classic.  The way you walk, talk, how you wear your clothes (notice I didn't say "what" you wear.  Buying expensive clothes is a waste of time if you don't know how to put outfits together.  Actually, buying expensive clothes is a waste of time anyway).  The way you carry yourself has to stand out and it starts with just being comfortable and being confident.  Keep these points in mind:
  • Dress differently (don't ever wear something you've seen someone else wear... ever)
  • Act confidently (nothing anyone says should create any emotion inside of you)
  • Walk tall
  • Never be in a rush to get anywhere (even if you're late)
  • Most importantly: look people in the eyes (I can't believe I have to tell people to do this but social networks have ruined the way most of you communicate)
Part 2:
2.  Accomplishments - No matter who you are or what you do, the girl of your dreams wants to know that you have goals and you are a master of something... anything.  If not she'll leave you for someone who does.  This usually has nothing to do with your job or the college you go to (the richest people I've met in my life never went to college).  This has everything to do with your hobbies and passions.  Everyone is the best at something.  Find your something.  (and if your something is a video game scroll to the top of your life's web browser and click that little "x" in the corner).  Once again, keep these points in mind:

  • Never, ever, ever.... ever brag about yourself (accomplishments speak for themself)
  • Be proud of who you are (if you're swaggiest caddy in the golf game, she should see it in your eyes)
  • Keep your accomplishments away from social networks
  • Keep your business away from social networks
  • Keep your life away from social networks
  • Last but not least: look people in the eyes (my dad used to smack the shit out of me whenever I would shake someone's hand sitting down or not look people in the eyes when I talked.  I'm about to start doing the same to some of you)


instagram.com/eg_all_in

Part 3:
3.  The Number Grab - Alright so... my 2 homies at the beach (you know who you are) are gonna be tight that I'm sharing this with you but I'll take this part down from the blogspot if we get too many viewers.  This right here is a fuckin' gem we've been using for years to get girls' numbers.  It's very simple.  And it works almost 95% of the time (I don't think it's never not worked for me but my brother like a Wayan used it the other night at The Rusty Rudder and the girl wasn't having it.  I cried laughing).  Very, very simple.

  • After she has noticed you walk, talk, and interact with people as the Guy (*see Swaggy McPeterson ^^),
  • & she has some type of insight into your accomplishments^ (if you're at a party, you better either be dancing or the DJ),
  • you just walk up to her with no words, look her directly in the eyes, and hand her your phone with the number keypad screen open.  Works every time if you have handled the first two parts.

  • After this you can either make small talk or head directly to...

 The Fall Back:
The Fall Back is something I have seen a lot of people fucking up since high school.  It's really disgusting the way some of you go about attracting women, which is the reason I've seen someone get cheated on every weekend since I graduated from Caesar Rodney (the greatest high school in the state of Delaware).  I understand that trying to attract the attention of women is very hard for most of you, mostly because a lot of you needed fathers growing up.  Not all, but most.  Once again, there are three parts to the Fall Back.



Part 1:
1.  The Wait - I know a lot of your "self help" books or online dating manuals tell you rejects to start talking to a girl as soon as you get her contact info but that's weird and creepy, so relax.  Just wait one whole day after you pull the "Number Grab" and text her in the morning.  (So if you get the number Friday night, text her Sunday morning - Saturday night, text her Monday morning) And this is exactly what you say... trust me on this...

"Hey you, it was good seeing you the other night.  I hope you didn't get into anymore trouble after I left? -Your Name" 
  • Okay, it may sound corny but it works EVERYTIME. (no matter if shes black, white or Asian)
  • They will always respond to the text, no matter what. (unless there's a problem w/ your wave)
  • It's important that you text in the morning because you don't want her to think you're a bum that sleeps in everyday (and if you do sleep in everyday, you are a bum)
  •  Give her sometime to respond, if she doesn't text back, hit her the next day with the "aww, am I really that awful).  At that point they'll either tell you they have a boyfriend or that they forgot to text you back.
  • This has only NOT worked for me one time in my life, and it was a Romanian chick I met in Ocean City who didn't know how to work her new phone.  She's in love with me now.
  • Don't slander any of her old flings (don't even bring up her relationship history at all brah)
 Part 2:
2. The Conversation - Keep it short and simple.  Don't send her anymore than 4-5 texts without either suggesting that you meet up again or asking what she's doing that weekend.  You don't want to be her new text buddy, that's the fastest way to the friend zone.  You wanna seem like you are about your business.  Keep these things in mind.
  • Texting sucks. Talking on the phone is better. (talking in person is the best)
  • Don't text back too fast (let her breathe, more than likely there are other thirst lords in her phone falling head first into the friend zone)
  • Don't share social networks (if you're like me, you don't want the girl of your dreams to have constant updates and pictures... and snapchat stories.. of your life. At least until you get your shit together)
  • Make sure you bring up your passions and hobbies and ask about hers.  (once again, if your passion/hobbies are video games, just turn your phone off and go play in traffic)
  • No ex-boyfriend slander. At all. (no one likes this guy. grow up, plus I doubt you really want to know all the shit she's done in her past) 


Part 3:
3. The Fall Back - This is the part that most of my peers fuck up and it's hilarious/disgusting.  This is also the part where most of my homies swoop in and steal/borrow your girlfriend (not me though, that's my old bad habit).  At some point in every new relationship you HAVE to give her the chance to chase you - to look a little thirsty.  This is the only way you can start a respectful and two way relationship where both people feel comfortable communicating their feelings in the future.  At some point after you first meet and introduce yourself to her, you've got to fall back. This means give her some time to herself.  Don't answer all of her texts. (Light skinned chicks hate/love not being texted back).  And if you're really wavy, my favorite move is this:  text her asking 2 questions, what her favorite food is and when's the next time she's free? Then, never take her on this fictional date, or even respond to her answers... (not everyone can pull this move off though, you've gotta really be on your shit).  Remember:

  • If you're gonna be with this girl, you want her to know that she is her own person
  • The Fall Back helps her fall in love with you more (girls love what they can't have)
  • This is the time where you let her choose you, b/c you've been choosing since the start 
  • Make sure you don't slander anyone in the process. Spread positivity, not hate. 


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You can follow whatever procedure you want when trying to attract the perfect girl, but the next time your crush tells you she's spending the weekend in Dewey and you don't hear from her for days, you're gonna wish you paid attention.  Stay confident. Stay strong.  And remember that you miss 100% of the shots you don't take.






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"The Great Adventures of Lit Romney and Trashed Ketchum" coming soon to a mixtape site near you...

[late fall]

Thursday, December 25, 2014

Winter Songs




;It's winter break but back in school she didn't learn much, she wants to drink,


but see, at home she doesn't work much...

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Let's start off with a couple facts:

- I think I'm the only one openly admitting that I don't want to be in a relationship right now
- we're too young to not think we're iconic
- Cypher Clique is considered the most impactful music conglomerate in Delaware because of its consistent performances and abundance of new material
- spanish women never get old
- You sat on Call of Duty for 3 years after high school and let life pass you by... then you joined the military thinking this would fix things, but after a 4 year stint saluting the flag and chasing white men around old dirt roads, you look down to find yourself on a plane back to the same place you grew up in to face the same problems you were facing when you first picked up that x-box controller...
- we haven't even gotten started yet...





[ if for some reason, the sound cloud media player does not open on your phone, follow this link to access the song:

Cypher Clique x Tribe Beats - Winter Songs (prod. Tribe Beats) by CypherClique https://soundcloud.com/cypherclique/cypher-clique-x-tribe-beats-winter-songs-prod-tribe-beats on #SoundCloud ]


baby, You Wintertime Cold...



Dover, Delaware we've been at it for a long time.  My whole life practically.  Remember how wild some of these winters have gotten? From all of the New Year's bangers, to birthday parties, to the Christmas day Mike and I spent with 6 different women in the same Pink House on 208 north state street...





Don't let this town ruin you..

[And if you're pillow talking with the women that are screwing you, just know that she gon tell another nigga when she through with you..]
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Regardless of the genre, people are noticing that we're making some of the best music in Delaware right now.  And there's so much more coming.  There's duckets of new music, videos, tour dates, Cypher Clique clothing, events, and blog posts coming early next year but the song you're reading about now is different.  This is a Winter Song...







In the winter the city slows down.
Most of the people our age have been in school or working full time for the past few months.
In the winter, dance and day parties are replaced by bonfires and smoke sessions.
As complicated and messy as they get, relationships thrive in the wintertime where Thanksgiving, Christmas, and Valentine's Day dominate everyone's Instagram news feed.
Every winter brings with it  new opportunities to stand out.
New opportunities to discover yourself.
New opportunities to takeover. 



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THE SUMMER'S OURS, THE WINTER TOO --

"top down in the winter, that's what winners do"...


*brah, Corey made the newspaper on Christmas.. who does that?


BIG shoutout to my big brother Corey Crawford -

set goals. chase dreams. don't give up. inspire others. be great. shit is easy.











































the Cypher Clique and TRIBE.BEATS have collided (as they always do) to write, engineer, record, sing, mix, and create a beautiful song that Delaware can toast to during the winter.









Because the summer's mine...



Sunday, November 23, 2014

Lit AF (prod. Tribe Beats)

If you can buy drugs... You can buy music


Itunes



I told yall a few blogs ago that you were gonna have to start buying this music.
I know I talk a lot of shit but most of my plans come to fruition promptly. 

I've done a lot in a small amount of time... There's still a lot more to do. The only one that's gonna get the job done effectively is the one that actually wants it. I'm lookin like that guy more and more everyday. 

The hustle is an obsession.

The craft is an art only other young creatives can fully appreciate

There's not a lot of creative individuals in this city

Just because your homie "raps" doesn't mean he's a creative individual 

Your homie is probably a part time drug dealer that was never invited to be around my women




The city produces more losers than dreamers...

Never let them tell you I'm not a leader...

Never let them tell you I'm not on my grind...

Never let them tell you how to live... 










Tuesday, October 7, 2014

Racism is alive, and I think it's good for the culture

I'll explain that whole statement at a later date... In a later blog 



I be that pretty motherf**ker, Dover's what I'm reppin



We book all of our own shows. No manager, no booking agent, no dick riders.




  • The difference between me and them is that I don't do it to be cool
  • The difference between me and them is that I don't need a backup plan out of fear
  • The difference between me and them is that I don't need local support
  • The difference between me and them is that I actually leave the city to do what I tweet about
  • The difference between me and them is that I achieved everything they wanted back in 2012
  • The difference between me and them is that I won't let love distract me
  • The difference between me and them is that I didn't start in 2009 
  • The difference between me and them is why I'm headed to Atlanta focused as ever




Sometimes cops are pieces shit. Sometimes they're heroes. Honestly that probably goes for every career path...




Life is crazy/beautiful right now

Bruh I'm from Delaware.

Since November 29th, 2010 I have performed with a lot of your favorite rappers


I rarely flex like that level but since it's my blog I can do what feels right at the time...



Atlanta is the farthest we've performed thus far since then. I've already got plans for Toronto and Cali next year. 



FAKE LOVE = HEAVY INFATUATION 

A3C Fest is the most important thing happening this month.

My birthday was created by a calendar... But who decided the calendar was right?

Yall be safe why I put on for the city this week. Make someone proud. 


The City