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In any given conversation pertaining to the most notable in west coast rap, it is almost guaranteed to hear a ...

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It has been said that the four main elements of hip-hop are MCing, DJing, break-dancing, and graffiti writing. I think ...

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When I was a bit younger, I had a friend that lived about two houses down from me. He ...

Just Thinking

Kingdom Come

It’s been a minute since I’ve blogged for the masses, I’ve been around…just trying to live and whatnot. What have I been up to? Lets see, I’ve been spending a significant amount of time working on my photography and just grinding to keep the lights on.

All Samples Cleared

You Are Appreciated

Today is Mother’s Day and my mother has come down from Cleveland for the weekend, and while it’s nice to see her..sometimes I’ll think that it’s time for her to go. Nothing too serious but just slight irritations. A few nit picky things that make me glad that I live alone like questioning the fact that I tossed out some old bread, or how junky it is. I told her that she should have seen it just a few days prior, she might have beaten me.

Words That Rhyme

Mama’s (Dope) Boy

Late Tuesday evening, a local amateur “photographer” named Emanuel Wallace was arrested and charged with felony possession of cocaine with intent to distribute. Okay, not really but from time to time my mother and I talk about ways to get by and such. I wonder how she’d feel if I ever got into hustles like that. I guess we’ll never know.

Picture That

A Date That Lives In Infamy

Where were you when it happened. Given the date, I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. What types of thoughts went through your mind? Fear? Disbelief? Anger? Happiness? As the day progressed, what types of things did you see happening around you? Just wondering.

Mood Music

Move The Crowd

When I was a kid, I used to want to be a rapper. The older kids called me Tiny Tim, so when I started rapping they called me MC Tim. I had another name as well and that was DC, which stood for Devastating Chris. Me and my friends would be at school putting on little shows at recess and such.