Sunday, July 25, 2010


You know when I claim to love hip hop? Now this is hip hop. The Peru born, Harlem raised rapper has fucking words. Stereotypically, Felipe was in and out of the cell growing up but as they say, all things happen for a reason, and a good reason at that, because this is where fella honed his skills as a urban wordsworth. The man is one of the few people in the game with minimal contradiction, he released his first album using money he won in rap battles over the years and I think he is currently signed with Viper. He is ill as fuck and holds rap down with a flow that is hard to beat.
Me and Immortal Technique have shared many an angry and sometimes pensive moment together over around the last 5 years. There is no dicking around here, he says what he means and he means what he says. If you can't keep it real, then don't listen to this.

I'm leaving you with 'Dance With the Devil' - a story of gang initiation, told by a story teller. It's not all marshmallows and unicorns out there owlettes. Be grateful. Be knowledgeable. Be safe.

Immortal Technique has mad Owl love.

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