SLEPT ON AND STEPPED ON

PHARRELL PLEASE GIVE THIS GUY THE ATTENTION HE NEEDS. VERY UNDER RATED.

Roscoe P. Coldchain - Myspace

There will be blood mixtape - Download Here!

AR-AB Radio Session

PHILLIES WON THE WORLD SERIES.

Sorry, I've never been a real fan of baseball and when I was it was either the late80s Yankees or the Mets.
But last night was a bunch of fun, check out this video link posted on SW.



Congratulations Phils. Lemme get started on Issue 3.

Joe Biden is Obama's VP!

So here it is.

Barack Obama has selected Joe Biden, the senator from Delaware as his Vice President.



Delaware stand up. Getting on the map day by day, so if you don't have a felony go out and vote.

Release Hatred

We all looked up to him. He was, without a doubt, our leader. It was a mutual feeling though, because in a way I think he looked up to us too. There was a constant give and take. But from early on I always realized that I was the only one that could see through it.

We weren't any type of organization or organized group. We definitely weren't a gang or any other crime related group. We were just a bunch of people trying to make it out. Well, I wouldn't say make it out… we were just trying to find our niche in this fucked up world. It was more of a reaction than an action.

Just like any other random cluster of people we had our spokesperson. It just felt like this guy knew everything. He knew when to fight and when to let things go. He always had an answer. We were the innocent and he was the experienced. We were the naïve and he was the jaded. We were the weak and he was the strong teaching us to be strong. We broke our backs for that wisdom. And we were breaking our backs to have that type of wisdom. We would have, without a doubt, went to war with this man.

I guess one day he got sick of the way things were and decided to just leave. He called us together and told us it was time to go. There was a unanimous decision to follow him. So they all left in search of something better.

I decided to stay because I was the only one that could see. They were blind to the fact that he was blind. They were not wise enough to put the pieces together. I had learned just enough to know. His house didn't have windows… he had no reason to ever look outside or look inside or look anywhere because it was all black.

The literal blind was leading the figurative blind.

I earned his respect because I stayed and I knew that he knew that I would succeed and he knew that I knew that he would succeed.

The rest of them went down faster than a cheap hooker.

WW

Note from William Wallace to anyone reading: Change can only come from within. If you are unhappy with the way bombing is in Delaware, then you have to be a part of the change. For every action there is an opposite and equal reaction. Read that twice. As much as you would rather live in Philly or New York or wherever because "they're on that real shit"... guess what, you don't, and until you do, you have to be a part of this movement or you have to get off your message board and stop complaining. Pay attention to what is around you. Don't write this off yet. The Glam Life and Glory Days are on some real shit. And not just some real graff shit, some real shit period. If this was pure graff would I even have an audience? Fuck no. So generate interest, just because your boy isn't hittin a blackbook doesn't mean he can't be up on this. Photographers, writers, poets, musicians, anyone with a voice and a message should get involved somehow.

What I'm saying is... Stand up Delaware. Raise your hand. Be proud of where you are from. Read between the lines. Keep searching. Never stop pushing. Never stand still. Make moves. Know when to whisper and know when to yell. Stop hating. Be real. This isn't a movement. This is YOUR movement.

If anyone wants to hit me back, go ahead... instaticww@gmail.com... if not, thats cool, I'm gonna keep pushing because my voice will be heard.

Be easy.

William Wallace

Bernie Mac Died Today.

We lost another great one.



RIP Bernie Mac.

visual history lesson

let's just say, toys wrote on the grave wall..
(not the grave wall^^)



with the explosion of all this garbage vandalism that's appearing lately, i get upset that the graffiti in Delaware ain't like it was. graffiti used to be so good.

contributed by-
Nobodyimportant.

New Clipse / Re Up Gang Leaked!!

Download it Here!!


Nah Homies.....we got it for cheap, ya dig?

Increase the Peace!

burn em down.

going for the 6's and 7's

All that man ever did was read the paper.

For some reason we felt it necessary to insult him every time we walked through what we called Apprentice Park.

I don't know why we called him names. I guess we just thought he was the crazy old guy and it didn't bother him.

We walked down there about twice a week. In between or after our classes in the city. The park was at the end of Market Street and if you looked over the railing you saw 16th street right under you and across 16th was the Brandywine Creek.

One day I wandered down to Apprentice Park by myself and I saw the old man sitting on his usual bench reading the paper. I sat down next to him and I said, "listen, I just wanted to apologize for yelling at you all those times. It was stupid and immature, you deserve more respect than that. I'm sorry."

He looked at me and said, "you're apology doesn't hold its weight in water."

So I said back, "walk to the creek with me."

For some reason he did. He followed me down to the water's edge. I started walking into the water. Luckily for me, there was a spot ten feet deep just to my right. We were completely underwater now. We had become dense enough to stay at the bottom.

I said to him, "does it hold its weight in water now?"

He didn't say anything to me. He pulled out a lighter, set the paper on fire, and disappeared.

Shout-outs to the coolest vegetable.

- Your third favorite story teller, William Wallace

Get familiar.

Its almost that time again...

4th of July! Swimming pools, Cookouts, Horseshoes, Spades, Dominoes, Dancing, Fireworks, Shit talking, Loud Music, The Aunt who comes with a Styrofoam container and takes all she can before everybody else can serve their plates. Believe me we're gonna get it in.

That reminds me of this American Made toss that Agua did on the el tracks right off 95. Lemme see if I saved it somewhere.
Ahhh there it is. What about that Agua Short Stop jawn, yeah I should have it somewhere on here too.
See I told you. Agua's been getting it in for years. I woulda loved to see what he was fully capable of if legal troubles hadn't plagued his stats from the first inning to wherever we're at now. Dude's had alotta fans over the years, but anybody remember the team of copycats from D-Ware? Well I do, callout time.
Just click a picture and it gets bigger. Happy Independence Day, save some ribs for me.

Reign Delay...*A Must Read

I could smell the wet asphalt before started raining. It was just that type of day. Every weather report called for storms. Every white cloud in the sky was slowly fading to black.

That was a misrepresentation of what was really happening. In our minds it was a beautiful day. Everything about our lives was slowly fading to white. It was one of the few times that I felt like every one of us was doing exactly what we wanted to do. We were all living a glamorous life. This was our glory day.

Obviously that wasn’t entirely true. Some people grow up with dreams of being an astronaut but one day they wake up and realize they couldn’t fly a kite in a windstorm. There are the talkers and the doers. Talkers tend have a mouthful of want and a handful of give me. This was the day I decided to be a doer.

We knew there was a rainstorm coming so we did what you do when it rains. We closed our car windows and made sure our sump pumps were working. The three of us operated in perfect time with one another. We lived our lives in key and in 4/4 time. When I got to my car I decided not to roll up the windows. I also decided not to go back inside. I started driving aimlessly, which was admittedly not what you normally do in the event of an oncoming storm. But I thought “fuck it, if I’m going to be a doer I’m not going to sit around on wasted talent.”

After driving for what felt like hours, I started to understand what people mean when they say that our roadsides have lost color. We live in a black and white pastel painting. Random color splashes the grey haze. After passing one of those few color splashes, another thought crossed my mind. I’m pretty sure I’m one of the few people who has ever thanked God for perverts, Pablo Escobar, and fallen heroes.

I kept driving until I didn’t care about the storm anymore. Then I realized it wasn’t storming.

It never started raining. But we kept living like it was going to. We kept preparing for it and it never came. It never does.

The cycle goes on and on and on and on.

And it never stops reigning.

~ THE William Wallace

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Possible Glamorous Life video coming soon.

Lil Wayne A Milli Remixes

It seems like everybody has come out with a remix over the Lil Wayne A Milli beat. From Jay-Z, to Papoose, to Lil-Mama, to Cyssero, to Cory-Gunz to I don't even know who! The three below are my three favorite. Probably a little biased, but go look up the others if you want. Oh and by the way J-A-D-A kills it.

Jadakiss - A Millie


Cassidy - A Millie


Gillie Da Kid, Bump J, Meek Millz & Peedi - A Millie Official Video

LOCAL LEGENDS THREADS COMING TO YOU!

Be on the lookout for this relatively young company coming out of Philadelphia Pistolvania. These wall writers turned entrepreneurs bring to you clean designs and authenticity in everything they do. Local Legends Threads is a vision of Dave Bontempo, founder and man in charge. LLT is a vision of uniting a culture in which we can be different, embrace change and find yourself without sacrificing your individuality. LLT was formed in 2005 in a dirty dorm room, with many friends helping along the way. To welcome the launch of their new line, Local Legends is throwing a party...so writers bring your blackbooks...ladies bring those titties and party people be ready to party. Cause it's going down.


Check out their myspace here for more gear and kicks : www.myspace.com/locallegendsthreads

Rockness Monsta - Shell Shock

I don't know why it took me so long to post this mixtape. But this release by Rock of Heltah Skeltah and the famous Boot Camp Clik is long over-due. Rock a former Decepticon Gang Member from Brooklyn, New York was recently released from an attempted murder charge stemming from the shooting of a notorious Blood Gang member/Pimp.

Watch the interview with Rock about his short time in Rikers here.



Download Rockness Monsta Shell Shock Mixtape here.

Rockness Monsta - Shell Shock
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