dirtyshire:

East Boston Buttah 

dirtyshire:

East Boston Buttah 

xombiedirge:

Gotham City Sirens Sideshow Collectables Art by Stanley Lau

if only I was a super hero
Baby steps.

Baby steps.

(via gizmoo)

Repping Nashua, NH. Spitting some bars on a roof top. reblog!

(Source: youtu.be)

dirtyshire:

Colin. fakie flip.
bowse.



the homie Colin Kennery killin it with a steezy fakie flip into brick bank!

dirtyshire:

Colin. fakie flip.

bowse.

the homie Colin Kennery killin it with a steezy fakie flip into brick bank!

Driven by Addiction members Dr. Black and Phive Syhx team up and spit some knowledge to the new generation.

dirtyshire:

Sunday Funday

Colin - Ollie North

The homie Colin Kennery reppin’
Test your limits

Test your limits

(Source: barsandtwists, via stetz327)

I’ve heard this track a million times..but it honestly never gets old. I put this joint on and the beat catches me right away. Katy’s vocals come in and sounds nice. Good mashup track. Shout out to Tea Party member De’von Campbell!

Phive Rant #5 “Belated”

I missed tuesday..so here’s some lyrics…

ever since a child I been in the snake pits
young and wild livin dangerous, eatin paint chips
been tryna keep sane since 2004
writin rhymes in composition
but aint competing, was half decent
stayed with it, committed 
I invented a new image
while hidden within myself
every thought I jot down
allows growth I know now
broke outta my shell
like a bat outta hell
never again shall I roam
where the sinisters dwell
I seen shit 
and done deeds I aint proud of
pitched from moms purse
so I could chief greens
hurts like a bee sting
bringin foul shit up
lookin back
got me down on knees
pray forgiveness
but aint religious
tainted with the sickness
of being raised underprivelaged

Phive Rant #5 “Belated”

I missed tuesday..so here’s some lyrics…

ever since a child I been in the snake pits
young and wild livin dangerous, eatin paint chips
been tryna keep sane since 2004
writin rhymes in composition
but aint competing, was half decent
stayed with it, committed
I invented a new image
while hidden within myself
every thought I jot down
allows growth I know now
broke outta my shell
like a bat outta hell
never again shall I roam
where the sinisters dwell
I seen shit
and done deeds I aint proud of
pitched from moms purse
so I could chief greens
hurts like a bee sting
bringin foul shit up
lookin back
got me down on knees
pray forgiveness
but aint religious
tainted with the sickness
of being raised underprivelaged