Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
SUMMER COLLECTION.
So summer is moving on in, along with that winter is going away. Time to put away the jackets, beanies, and mits. Keeping my head up, I'm out on the loose looking at summer gear. Keeping brand names stacked into my closet such as Breezy Excursion, Crooks And Castles, 10 Deep, WeSC, Cheap Monday, Society Original Products, and many more. Alright so here is a little look on what I'm looking at getting for the summer months. Just a little little preview of some of the thing I'd love to be reppin this summer time. Keep that gear straight, and your money stacked high.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
GOODBYE.
take 300 on the frmes just from blocking out you haters
swear their in my way, they in my rear view mirror,
if a nigga act stupid ima let him get his issue ...
everything designer and my back seat reclinic
, got a thing for looking good and blowing money like its tissue { tissue }
but niggaz see you eating get starving for a plate ,
but you dont give it when they hate
thats why my niggas keep a biscuitt
its no gimmik, i talk it how i live it, when a nigga cross the finish gotta push it to the limit..
gotta mom and lil sister , i plan on takin carre of, lost my uncle this yearr couple niggas in the system..
so i roll, no tellin where im landing , but i know somethin im going towards some money
i can see you niggas slacking , everyday im on my job , yung khalifa goin hard till the im last man standing.....
{chorus} x2
tell em go home cause ima go hard ..go hard or ima go home.. i havent been there you know in so long...so goodbye...
got my eyes on this money and spome good weed burning buyn from ya goin hard is not an option now these niggas actin jeolous cuz they feel like they aint shining, but they little shit stop, when its big shit poppin...
green feen, gotta keep it in my system, 60 box of cigarellos cuz i blow it by the onion, { by the onion } pack up some dollar bills send some paper to my youngin, cuz he just like steve francis he be playin with them rockets...
whippin on the wheel got my peddle to the medal , bout to hit anither city aint no point of getting settled { settled } strait to on the plane aint been home in so long u think its my cologne but its money that u smellinnn.
eyes like my father , cant stand my older brother, got some niggas doing years, cuz of funny niggas telling...
nigga ima be grinding till the day that i expire, and runnin threw the burns till im the last man standing..
{ chorus } x2
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Sunday, April 4, 2010
DALLA AND A DREAM.
So if its about that cream, then I’m all up in the spot
I was raised in the F-A
Why a nigga never gave me nothing?
Pops left me, I ain’t never cry, baby, fuck him, that’s life
And trust me I’m living,
Look what a nigga made out,
The shit that I was given,
Look what a nigga came out
Momma sewing patches on my holes,
Man, our hoes couldn’t put this flame out.
Straight up, I got my back against the brick wall,
I’m from a world where niggas never pop no Cristal, it was pistols.
You pass through, you better pray them bullets missed y’all,
I thank the Lord He let a nigga make it this far,
A lot niggas don’t, a lot of moms weep.
I gotta carry on, all the weight is on me.
You never know when a nigga might try to harm me.
Rest In Peace that nigga John Lee,
I pour liquor, homie
It’s foul, but yo the world keeps spinning,
Gotta keep winning, get up off this cheap linen,
Nigga Imma eat, even if it means sinning,
Niggas want beef, Imma sink my teeth in ‘em
Pause, I go harder, I'm all about a dollar
You niggas street smart? I’m a motherfucking scholar
So trust me, I ain’t stopping ‘til my money is long,
So much dough, them hoes will think I’m rocking money cologne
Have a model at the crib waiting, “Honey, I’m home.”
Cooking greens for a nigga, give ‘em plenty, a dome.
It’s funny, we dream about money so much its like we almost got it,
Until we reach up in our pockets, its time to face reality,
The ville is a trap nigga now,
And if you ain’t focused you gonna be here for awhile,
My nigga Mike rolling with me, riding shotgun,
Type a nigga know about every car, but don’t got one.
That’s hunger, no wonder niggas fucking with the evils,
Posted on the corner, selling crack like its legal
But who am I to judge how a nigga get his paper?
This money coming soon, dog, I’m tryna get my cake up
I guess I gotta wake up these niggas myself,
An E&J sipper, but my shit is top shelf,
Young J, the rawest shit you niggas ever heard of
A journalist nigga, call me the Fayetteville Observer
You know the routine, man
Fayettnam
Real niggas can relate,
And Ville niggas can relate, man.
My niggas know about the struggle, man.
What you know about your momma sewing patches on your holes, nigga?
I had the light blue jeans with the green patches, haha, oh shit.
I was in like first grade man, I swear
It was like the Sixes came out, the Jordan Sixes.
Them shit was so fly man, I wanted them so bad.
Darryl what up man?
My nigga Darryl had them shits on in class yo,
I wanted that shit soooo bad.
I begged my mom for that shit, you know.
But she couldn’t afford it, yo, she gave me,
Got me some Reeboks black tops, ahaha
But that was all good tho, cuz uh,
The year after that I had, I had some, some no name shits,
Some all black shits, haha
Them shits had metal, metal shoelace buckles and shit, you know?
But you know back then niggas didn’t,
Niggas ain’t even know he was broke man, no worries and shit.
But uh, times have changed man, I got bills,
My mom is in debt, what you know about that?
College loans and shit, nigga
Gotta get this money, ma
Friday, April 2, 2010
AUSTIN CARLILE BOOTED FROM OM&M.
Rumors have been circling the internet over the last two days that Of Mice & Men frontman Austin Carlile has been kicked out of the group. While we’ve researched this quite a bit, no official statement has been given.
HOWEVER.
In the world of the internet, there’s always drama to be found. Jaxin [from Of Mice & Men] has a girlfriend who, when prompted with the question of Carlile and Of Mice & Men, replied:
No he is not. It got to the point where the band, management, and even the record label wanted nothing to do with him anymore.
I wish the whole world could know what kind of person Austin really is. I know it frustrates all the guys in OM&M to have to lie to kids each night, passing on their prayers and best wishes to Austin for his surgery and pretending everything is going to be ok.
But honestly, nobody even knows whats true and whats not anymore.
Nobody trusts him, nobody likes him, no one is willing to deal with his egotistical, maniacal self centeredness and narcissism.
He is horribly racist, sexist, ignorant and proud of it.
He constantly cheated on his “wife” for the longest time and she even said to me that she knew he still cheated on her and that he would continue to do so in the future.
Even his wife doesn’t trust him?
That’s real love……not.The last straw was him driving completely wasted, 2 hours to the OM&M show in Sacramento, CA only to stumble on stage and completely humiliate the band infront of fans, management, friends and tourmates before, even more drunk than before, driving the 2 hours back to his home.
Great Christian that he is.
There are COUNTLESS other stories I could tell you, but all you really need to think about is the fact that the guy has been kicked out of, not one, but TWO bands!
I can honestly say that Jaxin is a nice person. He tries to live his life being a positive role model and legitimately good guy. And for him to say “Austin Carlile is by far the WORST person I have EVER met. I don’t ever want to have anything to do with him ever again” breaks my heart more than anything. Because that really means something.
He is a terrible person and does not deserve the love and support that so many people give him, because if you knew who he really was, you wouldn’t want anything to do with him.
How much of an asshole do you have to be to kicked out of two bands as quickly as he did?
I guess at least he’s good at something.