New Years 2009

Here we go peeps. 2008 is about over and a New Year is beginning.

What’s in store?

Where does my life take me?

With some luck, with peoples help and with a lot of hard work, I hope to make 2009 the year of the Prophet. The road is no doubt going to be tough, bumpy and full of ups and downs but I promise to catalog it all here and hope you all enjoy the ride as I attempt to change my life.

Something just feels different this year and I know around the bend life is about to change. Peace to everyone reading this. Spread the word out on this new blog and I promise to update it next year much more frequently to give you an in depth look at a struggling life that will hopefully be transformed.

And if not, well, at least it should make for some interesting reading.

2009- Here I Come.


Star Struck

Man Sunday night was sick, pure and absolutely sick when I hit up the Matisyahu concert. If you don’t know his music you have to peep this one of a kind musician out. It was a great, great, great show. But what really made the night amazing was Mooch and his ability to hook me up cause I got to hang out with a lot of the artists. I met Trevor Hall & Nosson Zand, two new artists that were pure fire. Trevor is doing his amazing reggae singing thing and Nosson is this positive beast of a rapper. But the highlight had to be chilling with and getting my picture with Matisyahu and Razer. Both these guys were cool as hell. (I just realized that “cool as hell” is a bit of an oxymoron but whatever.) Matisyahu not only has one of the best backing reggae bands I have ever heard, but his beat boxing had me thinking I was listening to an mpc until I turned around and realized that sound was actually him. My mouth hit the floor when I saw that the beat was coming from a man and not a machine. And his set where he and Trevor did songs together, damn! They have to put out a CD together, have to!

Now I’m still not sure why Razer was there because he wasn’t part of the show, but that didn’t matter because he has to be one of Detroit’s finest underground rappers and I was just psyched to meet him. I was going to ask him what the hell happened. The man put out two last tracks that were pure lava and then announced he was taking a break from hip hop, and poof, Razer was gone just like that! I was ready to ask Razer why he walked away and if he was coming back, ready to ask Matisyahu how to make it in this business and how the hell he can beat box like that and ready to show them how I could flow, but when the time came and I got to meet all these guys, I got nervous around all the stars and just kind of did my best to keep it together and not look like an idiot. Oh well, I did pose for a pic with them but it was a promo shot for someone else. I’m hoping I can track it down so I can have a memento. In the meantime, you can check out a video of them on YouTube video: How Not to Pray to John Belushi -Matisyahu, Nosson, Razer.  Matisyahu is the tall guy with the beard who the camera is focused on 90% of the time and Razer is the guy with the white Detroit hat and sunglasses you can best see around the 4:30 mark as he uses his cell phone to try and call a Rabbi.

All and all it was a great night and it just encouraged me even more to work on my skills. The stage just calls for me and meeting all these great musicians and MC’s made the night a dream come true, even if I was a little star struck.

While I’m on Break, the Game Keeps Hustlin

Hell yes, schools done for the semester (I will never take that many courses again) and I spent last night chillin. It was a pretty good night, Gears of War and freestyling, freestyling and then some more Gears. I was feeling pretty good till we got a phone call, a guy I knew back in high school just got signed to a record deal. Now I am happy for him, really I am, but a part of me is jealous. He is good, I’ll give him that, but he is nothing great. The cypher we just had was infinitely better then anything that man ever spit. And no not just from me, my boyz here are a hell of a lot better.

I’m sorry for hating and I should lay off. Maybe what we have in skills he made up for with sheer drive, so good for him. And maybe we can use this as inspiration. If he can do it, if Kid Cudi can do it, with Al Fatz and Chip tha Ripper nipping at his heels, and the amazing Poetic Republic and QP making waves, then maybe Cleveland is next up to break through. That is if Detroit’s renaissance doesn’t beat us to it.

Whatever is happening, it’s an exciting time right now and gives me hope for the city. But at the same time it makes me think, we need to start working cause while we sleep (or in this case play Gears), the city keeps moving.

We need to put down the controller and pic up the mic, after this one last wave in Horde mode of course.

Free Styling with the Crew

I got a small close group of friends in East Cleveland–James, Dwayne, Mooch and I love hip hop and love free styling.

Homework and studying is kicking my ass.  And so does work, but at least at the end of the week, the crew and I can get together and just get down over some beats.  My boyz, James (aka Chemist) and Dwayne, have been making beats for some time now, and they are really starting to get good.

Me, I love free-styling.  I love the game, bending words front, back and sideways, transforming reality into complicated rhymes.  It feels like home.

We’re kickin’ it again tonight.  No hype, just shooting the shit and spitting some random verses…Wishing it were more, but knowning for now, it is what it is.