Hip hop observation and call me out if i missed any thing!

10 Bricks-  First verse/chorus: Raekwon Second verse: Cappadonna Third verse: Ghostface Killah Produced by J Dilla

Raekwon- people come to ray asking for brick but because of his studious and the quality they cost a bit more than one would normally be able to procure them for. Because of this the Chef is living large down in Miami till he finds out some one is leaching off his money his hand if forced to drastic measures and has to kill him with a 38 snub in the Bahamas. His mistress was still in new York and after seeing the manner in which her lover she chose to take her own life.

Cappadonna- People get too greedy and then they want more money. Snitches and other undesirables are to disposed up ina quite brutal manner. Even though he is doing these brutal killings federal agents still haven’t the slights clue where he keeps his guns or where he runs his business. His connection is his main strength in the dope game and he met him though his sister who he was having protected intercourse with. Mean while on the street where Cappadonna is running his business he sees two automobiles pull up and two men exit each vehicle. As soon as they do they brandish fire arms and start shooting.

Ghostface Killah- Ghost lights up a blunt to take his mind off the fact that there isent any more crack left to sell except for small rocks. They bag up these rocks. To the point where they are out of the bags are depleted. And at this point he feel very paranoid that the police are watch they’re dealings. So he goes to his Bentley and relocates to the Bronx to find a woman who ill falcate him. Ghost have been doing these sort of things since he was 12 and he got his first pistol. Since acquiring his instinct have been to shoot first and ask questions later 

If you dont know beef ya dont know TITS

NickOvick Kicken ya Dick in

Life is not a garden but still fucken dig it

Spent about 4 hours working on Holloway farms had a great time brought out the i pod and cranked some will Elliot Whitmore and felt like a real farmer.

And The hammer swings high..

And it comes down hard

This is this

If i was a hot chick and had a better camera i would be an artist

Moods of winter

Cooking with Kenny crack

im just learning this new video editing software but it is very bad ass indeed so if things are to vague let me know and ill write up the full recipe for you

 Music by hum

RDC 4 lyfe

It was high school when the Robot Death Crew first banned together. My participation in this group I believe helped save me from the horrors of a disillusioned preparatory school experience. Unlike the students around us we were not overtly wealthy and had at least the idea that beyond these affluent school walls there was a “real world” that was all in all different from the BMW and Mercedes strewn student parking lot. I can’t really recall how exactly the group was formed or how many members it held in its heyday. Most of us were scattered in different grades mine being the second to last generation of the crew.  Unlike most teens of our time we did not have the common ground of music for some of us were punk and hardcore fans whilst others were only into electronic music. This I think worked to our advantage because everyone in the crew leaned an appreciation of the others music and many bands were formed back then and some even exist today. I can however with a distinctness remember that the binding agent in this group was none other than bring ruckus and distraction to all those around us.

 Our dress was part of this ethos even though a strict dress code was enacted upon us we felt the need to push it to its limits. I can remember Trav wearing a skirt one day claiming that it was indeed in the dress code. One thing that all members had in common was the use of aviator style sunglasses both indoors and out. When wearing them in a class room setting often times the instructor would ask us to remove the glasses if they were not prescription. Common response was that I was suffering from “rental alopecia”, and this merited no further inquiries.

 A common theme amongst our pranks and lunch room ruckus was vomiting. This was especially grotesque in the lunch room I can recall with a preciseness Benny P being dared to eat his own regurgitated split pea soup. None of us let alone any of the forced lunch room audience thought he would do it; Benny proved us wrong. These antics often times carried over into the weekends. The whole crew gathered in roads to try and drink a gallon of milk in an hour a feat that to this day I’ve only seen Jack Quack accomplish. The crew was also fond of boxing, and every year we would get together and have rivaled fights. After these matches though everything in the crew returned to a relative calm. It does seem odd that all this was put to an effort to pad me somehow from the cold institution of private school. I still do believe that without the Robot Death Crew 
preparatory school would have been a worse experience

exausting

these last few days have taken a tole on me thank god for tea and good support form Travis. after an all nighter and a early morning we finally got the site live. I'm pretty happy with the graphic Ive turned out and even though i'm very happy with the way that site went it makes me miss home and my homies