Lets face it, it doesn't get more 'free' than a Mr. key freestyle does it. I see a lot of freestyles and nothing compares to my main man. nothing.
The first time he showed me this thing he'd learnt was in about 05 when i just got out of jail. He gave me a book and told me to just open it anywhere and shout out words when i felt like he needed them. While i was finding this hard enough, he proceeded to connect and match all this shit and...well you know how it works. Since that day i can honestly say he opened my world and mind to a whole new side of everything that is creative. He taught me that it is a mediative state that you need to fall into and that the harder you try, the shitter you'll be.
After a few sessions (and using the help of powerful drugs and strong liquor) i finally felt what he meant when i lost myself in some rap shit and realised i was listening to myself!! Like i had stopped, jumped out my skin and watched myself finish the freestyle. THAT SHIT FELT AMAZING i thought.
Ever since Mr. key has been the person i look back to when i feel I'm loosing my steeze or forgetting the reasons i do this, and every time we cypher i leave with my skills fully topped up and my inspiration pumping again. LONG LIVE THE LEGEND MR. KEY.
This is well nicely put together.
One mans adventures through the month that is march. Theres some footage of the high focus party and scissor tongues video shoot slipped in there coz he filmed a bunch if shit for us. Massive shout to Anis for all his camera skills.
What the fuck happened to people mums jumping on a 90's dance track and murdering it??? The charts were jammed with this shit when i was a little howard mallet youth club soldier, spending every last penny of my pocket money on fizzy cola bottles. Personally i much prefer a big fat untie singing about when she's good and ready than a skanky little 17 year old prostitute whining about her cunt and tits.
BRING BACK MIDDLE AGED OVER WEIGHT DANCE SINGERS FOR THE GREATER GOOD OF YOUNG WOMEN EVERYWHERE.
This blokes a bit nuts innit!!! I rate it. Not coz I'm scared he's gonna come blow my face off with his glock with the extended clip (Big man gun of the week)!!! But because like it when fucking nutters sing thugged out shit like its a love song. Theres something really twisted about it. Best thing about this is he's well up for killing people and love songs at the same time witch i consider to be pure psycho murderer kill man character attributes right there, and lets face it, psycho weird fruit loops make for some interesting music. Lets look forward to seeing Tim vocals in the headlines for KILLING EVERYONE and being sectioned indefinitely.
(Shouts to Prince Kong for showing me this mental case)
Michael jackson was a fucking badman. all the music (nearly) he made was sick. I spazzed out when i was 12 after being told by my mums mate, that he was a massive kid fucker, and smashed my whole jacko collection. Now i regret this and i am on a quest to recover everything i smashed and more. Peado or not, he smacked it. This is one that i never really noticed when i was a kid (victim), i got bare more.
So I'm not trying to win any points for investigative journalism and I'm guessing you've already heard but Whitney Houston managed to drown herself in the bath, dosed up on prescription drugs. Easily done.
Apart from the fact that towards the end, Whitney was a cracked-out looking old lady, she still had the nicest pipes around. No pun intended. So in honour of her tremendous sounds (and also because she was double buff) before she went mental... Have an earful of this.
The 90's R'n'B superstars are making a comeback. Strap on your high-tops, go get a fade and leap into your shellsuit. You should be hype about this, the 90's was too nang, as was the music. Check the following article HERE for a more in-depth take on the renaissance...