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;

• if Plies really ran off on the plug twice he should be rewarded for such an accomplishment
• there's nothing in the history of the world white people love more than Ronald Reagan and Eminem
• Once you finally find what you're looking for... I hope you send me my hoodies back
• Tory Lanez > PARTYNEXTDOOR > Bryson Tiller
• Adam Levine really told his girl on a hit single "I was so high I did not recognize, the fire burning in your eyes."

• 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

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WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE

“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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To Be Continued...

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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

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/

Tory Lanez & Cypher Clique Concert December 11th @ Coda Philly

As I tried to type this blog the first few times...

 

I tried to be fake deep with you guys. I tried to be fake humble. I tried to be fake sad. I tried to act like I wasn't closing the greatest musical year of my career by performing with the young gunner Tory Lanez in Philly. Then I realized that it would be easier to be straight forward.

Get Tickets Here

Get Tickets Here

 This Friday at Coda Philly Cypher Clique will be closing out a historical year by joining Tory Lanez on his Swave Nation Tour. I had free tickets. I tried to give them to all the beautiful women I knew... 

But!

they all have boyfriends... I wasn't trynna give free tickets to boyfriends with cuffing season on horizon. They've already got a head start.

I decided to give them to the people that have been showing support to the movement these past few years. We did the same thing with our FireFly passes... 

CypherClique.com

"If it don't make your niggas proud...

 Then it should never be aloud..."

"ever since I left The City..."

                                I never fell off and I never will...

• I respect the shit outta white people who send me the black fist emoji
• The other day I put the two chicks I was fuckin' with the most in a group text together b/c I get bored easy
• I have one of the most creative minds in Delaware
• If you're in the military your girlfriend is definitely cheating on you
• Don't act weak.. ever
• I've lost track of how many times I've been featured in the newspaper (honestly it's not very important anyway)
• You can only enjoy listening to Lit AF if you have a good ear for music and high self-esteem

• True friends know exactly how to lie for you without discussing it; in any situation
• Every time I get a snapchat of women singing my songs on their way to work I think I could run for governor if I wanted
• Your boss talks to you like shit bc you don't stand for anything
• I'm the next great innovator -

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     In a follow-up to Cypher Clique's Fall 2013 effort, The City, the Dover-based group will be releasing a thrilling winter-themed project early next year tentatively called; The District.  The production will be handled mostly by Cypher Clique's own D-Major, along with hits from Dope Boi Beatz, a Los Angeles producer who is credited with Bryson Tiller's "Don't".  The full length project will sonically contrast the group's critically acclaimed summer album, Love the Universe (still available on iTunes, Spotify, Google Play, and most musical outlets.)  The album will also be accompanied by an interactive short story, adding to the art and feel of the project as a whole.  

Stay supportive, Stay engaged, & Stay tuned...  

The District , *1st Quarter - 2016

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"Don't be fooled by the money, 

I'm still just young and unlucky... 

I'm surprised you couldn't tell."

When I was in high school I used to think that the girls who came home from college for holiday breaks and random weekend visits were doing too much, too mixy - in a sense, were just looking for attention.  Then I moved to 3 different counties in 3 years, and I became the one coming home for holidays.  I became the one calling my friends to see if they could make time for a sesh before I had to leave.  I became the person hitting up all the old flames to see if we were still good.  Calling all the wrong numbers for the wrong reasons.  But now when I come back to Dover I come for one reason.  I don't want approval from anyone on anything - I don't want your opinion about my hair or the way I spend my money - I don't care about being in the mix or hitting every party as I slide through - now on the rare occasions I come back to Dover I just want.. to make history.  I think everyone that knows me understands how I view the world - how I view how we treat each other and how the things we say last a lifetime - how I view the different emotions we go through during the day - how I view trust and untrustworthy people.   At one point, when I was willing and innocent and impressionable and ambitious and wasteful and naive; at one point I believed that I could save the world.  But now - I just want to be remembered forever as someone who tried.  And this is how I start...

         *a Diamond Group production

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The rock was sharp enough to pierce the skin. A circular granite rock lay amidst the high weeds by the old train station that looked to be deserted, despite the few anxious passengers waiting to board.  The rock would have been perfect for skimming across a pond, or carving initials into the side of one of the abandoned trains, but instead he grabbed it and with a slight flick of the wrist, flung the rock towards the nearest building with ease.  As the sharp object sailed through the sky, he thought about his baseball days back in high school. Once an all star pitcher, he was used to chucking circular, oblong objects through the air.  He also considered the previous day and night.  A night that changed his life.  Because much like the rock that somehow seemed to float high in the air effortlessly, he and everyone else who witnessed knew for fact, that eventually it would return back to a resting place.  Be it the ground some 200 feet away, or through shattered glass landing in an abandoned building.  ‘What goes up, must come down,’ he thought to himself.  All the movies he watched for years about what high school was supposed to be like were all wrong.  Imagine a world where the most outgoing and athletic students in the school gets the ambitious and joyful cheerleaders, to grow old, raise a family, and hopefully avoid granite rocks chucked into their windows by inconspicuous assailants.  Either way, the insurance will cover it.  This type of story only exists in Hollywood studios though.  In real life, well at least in this young man’s real life, conquering a girl’s heart requires a much more strenuous task then he had seen repeatedly on Lifetime movie specials and Teen Nick.  But one night…. Last night.   

He lost sight of the rock as it sailed through the air, but the precision by which he through it, he knew where and how it would land.  It would come crashing down into one of the windows of the abandoned buildings, and judging by the amount of witnesses and train station workers around, he knew that there was a chance that this impulsive, yet juvenile decision would come with a consequence.

“Hey  : ). Good game today. You did great!” – He replayed the text message over and over in his head as he tried to make sense of the events of the night before.  

“Thank you.” He couldn’t think of anything else to say.  He hadn’t known who the text was from, or even if it was meant for him.  He had allowed 5 runs in 6 innings, only to be bailed out by a late homerun by his best friend on the team.  Truthfully he hated baseball.  To be even more honest, he hated school.  He hated his girlfriend. He hated drugs, alcohol, commitment, small talk, pet fish, and even the extra crust of ketchup that’s constantly stuck at the top of the Heinz bottle in his refrigerator.

The rock loosely represented a part of him that he had lost forever.  The day before, he responded to the unknown text message, not with a “Thank you” as he should have, but a “Who’s this?” as if to open up some possibility that there was a conversation yet to be had between the two.  A star baseball player and an unknown admirer that needed to explain why and how they chose to send such a random message.  Or maybe it was a signal.  Maybe it was a gateway for two people to be introduced to each other.  Maybe, no matter the outcome of the game, a conversation needed to be had between the two.  And it happened.  They talked for nearly 2 hours.  He found out that she was in 3 of his classes even though they’ve never spoken a word to each other.  And after 2 hours of animated discussion, somehow lost in the prospect of chance and opportunity, he found himself at the doorstep of her 3 story, suburban home.  No cars were in the driveway because her parents were away and she totaled hers last week late at night during a situation she explained that “doesn’t even really matter”. He didn’t even really want to know.

The rock represented something so meaningless and pointless to others, something he had wanted to throw away for years now but just couldn’t find the means or the know how to do so.  It represented an objective view of right and wrong.  The rock represented his innocence.  And as soon as he let it go, there was nothing in the world he wanted more than to have it back.   ---}

                                                               - luco di'blazío

The Wave & the Fall Back

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

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.

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)

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.

 

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

[late fall]

"Lit AF" Official Music Video

a diamond group production.

In Dewey Beach - At the Firefly Music Festival - All over the coast...

Dover, DE based band Cypher Clique lets you know that they are here to stay with their latest visuals to a record from their hit project "Love the Universe", available on iTunes June 23rd.

Download - https://t.co/duWU5yesHD

Stream - https://soundcloud.com/cypherclique/sets/love-the-universe

Spotify - https://play.spotify.com/album/3IGoyMGqHbsFQcpzqeDUfA

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*The following is an excerpt from the next short story series available exclusively through www.cyphercliquemusic.blogspot.com;

a diamond group production.

Part3;

             A homeless man once told me that “music will save us all one day.”  

The encounter beckoned when I snuck out of my Manhattan hotel room on 

a Wesley College Honors trip in the middle of the night with a philosophy 

major from Boston all because I thought she wanted to go to a club and 

dance; we went to the Pearl Street Diner and ate.  Definitely a waste of 

time. Nonetheless, the bearded traveler playing Frank Sinatra pieces on his 

acoustic traded us this little piece of advice for the unpleasant steak and 

eggs I barely touched and the 47 cents accumulating at the bottom of her 

purse. Music will save us all one day. 

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Mike and I slowly walk through the dark room to an area where the moonlight

could be seen pouring through an open window.  We hear a faint melodic hum that

turned out to be, as we got closer, a beautiful song coming from a female voice perched

in the corner of a deep closet.  The repetition of the words and the melody danced in my

head and I kept moving toward the moonlit shadow in the corner before he grabbed me

by the arm to signal us to stop.  I couldn’t make out her face (the stool she sat on was

turned away from us), but her voice was clear and I memorized every word;

Out of the true plain song they judged the melody;

Curious conveying hideth much harmony.

Therefore of the plain notes to set a sure ground

Maketh a modulation of most perfect sound.

In curiosity oftimes truth slippeth by

And in the plain true notes all the sweetness doth lie.

A glow radiated from the chest of every bird perched on the

window sill she leaned out of, and we stood for what felt like hours listening to the tune

that surrounded and encompassed us.  The sound was as beautiful as I had ever heard

and the notes she sang permeated through the room.  Then suddenly it all stopped.

She quickly snapped her head and noticed us listening quietly in the closet

doorway.

“My god…” was the only thing Mike managed to communicate.  I was still

mesmerized before I realized that she had pushed past us and hastily started heading

downstairs.  She hit the light of the hallway and for just a split second I caught her face.

This was the same girl who sat by herself on the couch earlier; almost as if she was

waiting on the song or the world to change, whichever came first.

Rule #6: Music will save us all one day.

*story by Erich Gillespie Jr. – May Not Be Copied, Translated, Or Redistributed in Any Manner

Too Clean For Me ft Marty (prod. Downtown Music)

Girls fall in love with us every summer...

Sometimes we fall in love with them as well...

Too Clean For Me 

[Pardon my absence. Everyone's been acting strange as hell as Firefly gets closer. I had to fall back to get my business in order and shake the leeches.]

"Summer is coming, know you can feel it"

It's starting to look like summer out here. The women are getting badder and my shit talk is A1. It was only right to match "Love The Universe" with the vibe of the summer. Love The Universe is gonna be the soundtrack you listen to with your gf and your side chic. Love The Universe is gonna be what you listen to on the way to Dewey for the next few months.

I really just want every pretty girl to pre-order "Love The Universe" - Mic Anthony

I'm not new to this

There's this misconception that I'm on the local come up. NAW. I've been out here since 07. We were out here off rip. Me and Erich were the only Caesar Rodney rappers in the class of 09. We went to the biggest high school in the state by the way... We were literally performing in college shows in high school while you were experimenting with hard drugs. The Mattress has more downloads than your last mixtape. The Mattress dropped before Drake's first album dropped... I don't want to say I'm better than most rappers in Delaware. But I'm definitely ahead... by a lot

Half the women say I'm humble... The other half say I'm cocky... Most of them text me

I can't stress to you guys enough on how cold I am. It seems like only the closest to me get to see the coldness. I don't need love. I need results. Everyone wants shit but haven't done shit. Why am I the only one that doesn't miss people? How sick am I? And does that make me a bad person? I feel real good right about now. In less than a month Cypher Clique makes history...