I decided to release it on January 1st, 2011. It will be on Livemixtapes.com, Hotnewhiphop.com, Datpiff.com etc…I know it seems far away, but I want to take my time in writing the lyrics. My music will be a soul rap kind of vibe. Hope you guys like it though.
Last nights show at the hotel Theodore must have extremely dope, cus my voice is dumb gone & soar. I’m at the J-O running on fumes! So I’ll be posting the footage this afternoon, it’s worth the wait tho.
Light-skinned Jermaine @JColeNC will bless us tonight at The Hotel Theodore in Scottsdale. I’m dumb hype, I put mad niggas onto J.Cole & for good reason! ask the homie @Rya3n played him for the first time downstairs in the BA building at ASU while we was doing some late ass assignment on the computers, (Nigga still blames me for skipping class!! LOL)
This joint right here tho, is hands my favorite Cole joint. You always feel that way about the first song you ever hear from an artist you feel’n. “Losing My Balance”
youre awesome for the follow! here's some awesome theme music for your awesome life!! hope it makes you a fan... but most importantly a friend! http://soundcloud.com/micahmoney
Yo, what up tho fam! I hear you bro & likewise man. I’ve heard few of these joints as you posted them they fresh jo, i didnt know you made beats too, that’s whats up. maybe one day we could catch up on a collab. You got a friend, mos def peace.
I sling-shot thoughts like rocks in adolescent hands. never been one for math but could comprehend the “Method-Man”. No one member above the “Clan” pockets full of deadly words or wallets with slick spit for them chicks with tha soft lips cuz “moneytalks”. I’ve always been a music “N.e.r.d” and “B-Boy” stanced on niggas long before “You got served”. not a “Flirt” but will whisper sweet nothings at her finger tips placed on tha small of her back. curvaceous body with all the matching ass-sets “Butterfly eyes” momma was “Crack” she spoke in a “4-part harmony” angelic vocal cords. Now I never been one to cheat or been a thief but I steal away moments while she sleep writing rhymes to my inner beat were all born that internal song. Even in my death writing in tha after life. Till then chuck’en duecs to my people while they passing bye. More questions than answers “WHY” ? bang’en like aliens throw’en signs like crop circles. That’s how I like my lines not easily deciphered by “common” minds. Yelling at tha top of my lungs singing late into tha night till tha morning comes.