Recliner Flow

I move the crowd with no more then a mic and a hand motion,
stand motionless, one raised hand, not open.
Glance around and see this man posin'
both clock hands frozen,
I am that moment.
When I'm through the mic's so hot, you can't put your hands on it.
Catch a tan on it. Hiroshima, I go Japan on it.
Rhyme style so solid you could probably stand on it.
I take you through the basics, then expand on it.
Build my brand on it.
Drop rhymes so heavy like a gland problem.
It's been awhile but its kinda like riding a bike,
drop rhymes like flash backs of when the rhyming was tight.
Walk through the darkness I'm shining so bright
battled a whole lotta rappers but not a tight rhymer in sight.
And when the timing is right, and I'm inspired to write,
I spend time with it like my child or wife.
The flow's got me so hype, that when I recite,
I leave the competition lookin' like it got in a fight.
So allow me a little time to fiddle with little rhymes,
then my riddlin' Ritalin
gives relief for you simpletons'
troubled and broken minds.
What I'm speaking is undefined
undiscovered and undermined,
like finding a treasure hidden in every line.
Im bordering on divine, you rappers should all resign,
Or watch as I take what’s mine, while spittin unkind and malign.
I get on the beat and recline, and kick my feet up,
I give you line after line just call me re-up.
Your trippin on the mic, go hang your cleats up.
Great white hype on the mic, rappers I beat up.
Done.

Lemonade out of Clemonton

The last day working at Salvation Army the whole camp went to the single worst amusement park I have ever witnessed. The kids didn't know the difference though, and we still managed to have the funnest day of the summer. God I miss these kids so much. I need a job.

More Missed Faces

This is a series of pictures I took on the second to last day working at the Salvation Army summer camp this summer. We took the 1st and 2nd graders to the local park for some much needed playtime. Enjoy.

illies

Those of you who had to stomach my complainings during my tenure in Philadelphia know that I never stop talking about how awesome the state of Iowa is, and how much I missed all my friends and family there. What I did little of, was talk about how much I loved Philly, and everyone that I met, and became close with, or in some instances become closer with. Despite the lack of lip service, I will always look back at Philly fondly, and miss the hell out of everyone there. Here's to you all. Including those of you I don't have pictures with. <3

All Apologies

for the lack of posting going on in the last month, and probably for the next few. Now that I'm back home there is too much awesome stuff going on at every hour in the day not to enjoy it. No sense wasting it inside typing half assed musings and uninspired attempts at literature. Maybe with enough will power, and outside influence I might post some pictures of my last few weeks in Philly. Or maybe I'll go play disc golf, NBA2k11, and Halo Reach for the rest of the year. Its a coin toss really. Reporting live from the motherland, adieu for now friends.

Outchea.

Dealin'

I got one foot in the grave one foot in the gutter
One foot on the camera lens one foot on the shutter
I'm trying to stop time so I can breathe, man I'm grindin
Play record low pause fast forward rewindin
The truth is the light, but absolutely blindin
And n***** feel the pain on they brain when you remind them.

-Jay Electronica

 

Every time I listen to Jay Electronica Jay ElecHannukah Jay ElecYarmulke Jay ElecRamadaan Muhammad Asalaamica RasoulAllah Supana Watallah I hear new lyrics that are not only mind blowing but relevant and forward thinking. I'm gonna make an honest effort to post them whenever a new one hits me in the face. If every person, let alone rapper had the mindset that his rhymes represent, this world would be a lot better place.

A fellow chucker eh?

I present to you, the Four Eyed Black Belt. Criminal assassin and master of nunchucking arts. Member of the super crime fighting squad Slay Anything. Counterpart to The Pure Supersonic Barbarian. Make yours here.

Slay Anything, I always rep the committee.
You can find me and Lando floatin' in Cloud City.

Smash

Gone Superfast Jellyfishin'

Shortly after posting that last one about needing to save money, I come across this, and find out the Chicago stop on the Gorillaz Escape to Plastic Beach Tour has tickets left. We only live once right? All I wanna know is, who's coming with me? (In my best Jim Breur voice)