The Life And Times
When people describe this young man he is often described as a man of few words but with an open heart. His actions generally do the talking and his ability to show his honesty through his body of work has always shined. On the brink of success has been the tidal wave in which he always rode on. Pushing forward without looking back and through it all no one ever saw the dark holes and deprived attention he admittedly felt he should have had.
Ego Trippin
I'm stepping out of my comfort zone right now to just freestyle my thoughts as I begin to wonder if people understand the value of...
How Rye Met Steph
It was first grade when I first met Stephanie. She was the smallest girl in class and I was the smallest boy in class..
Two Years Gone
I mentioned in a few blogs back (RyEBlogs 4.8.10) that I would dispel a couple of things that I have gone through during some of the most private times of my life. They were private because well...I couldn't exactly be open about certain things due to the circumstances. So this will be my first mini series on this blog that I will title Two Years Gone. This is in no particular order during that time period but more thoughts and things I felt during that time..
So You Want To Date A B!
My mom always told me one of the most important decisions I'll ever have to make is who I want to bring into the family and start a family with. As a child I never quite understood that. As I grew up and started dating it became abundantly clear to me. Crystal clear in fact..
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
RyE On A Diary Page
I took a page out of my diary to write an open letter to my soul...my beautiful soul.
If I told you I wanted to talk to you I think people... you know... would think its kind of funny. I mean we one in the same right? For better or for worse you spelled it out to me we in this together forever. And we both know we've been through our ups and our downs this year. Wish we didn't have any downs but that's just not how life works is it? Ha, ain't that funny....I'm wishing. Something I said I don't normally believe in. Guess you really are starting to make me into a better man. And why wouldn't you. I mean you know me better than I know myself. You know me better than any girlfriend I ever had. Any friend or family member I have because you simply see all that is me. The good, the bad, the strong, but most importantly the weaknesses, the insecurities and the fears and doubts I hide from others. You are exposed to all of that. No walls. No barriers. Just me. All of me.
And on the flip side you have been the courage for me to make tough decisions. The support when I doubted myself. The ever constant fan in the stands cheering me on. The believer in my abilities to take them to places I can't see. You do all that with such flare. A Southern hospitality take on life that only the biggest city in the world can contain.
But lately I feel even the biggest city in the world may not contain you. And you are too big for even me to selfishly keep. But before you leave can you please hear me out?
I guess I never got the chance to really express myself the way I wanted to. Yes we had our moments where I tried to lay it all out there for you. Sometimes your approach on life to write feelings down really is the best way. I just wanted to be raw with my emotions and let you see the love and the pain. For all the things you do for me I hope I could return it 10 fold. You are a part of me as I am to you so we unfortunately share the same habits and pride to "fix everything;" to "be the solid rock" for our loved ones; to show no weaknesses.
For making me realize what LIFE is all about. For showing me what LIFE should be all about. For giving me a LIFE worth living. I love you. I'm in love with you. I love even your mere presence in my life. But you had a life before mine ever intertwined with you and I realize your love for me is not the same. I understand you brought all that to others before me. And the past is something that is still relevant to the present. Ironically I feel like I'm in a race against the past but I'm the one who is a couple steps behind. And so I sit here and try to figure out what I can do to make you my past present and future?
See all I want is to be relevant. Just tell me that I ever meant anything more. That you could see past just the physical. See me in a different light in the brightest of all rooms. To stand out amongst the crowd and shine light on even your dark days.
I need you to live yet you can bring life to someone else. And I feel you slipping away with every breath that I take. Make another man feel all the things I already feel. To fill the void that I can't fill. Not that I can't but you won't let me fill. And regardless of the allegiance to me or not, my love, my soul, you gon' shine anyway. But I'd like to be the right allegiance to you. To tell you there's no one other than me that can complete you. Yet I never want to cloud my intentions to be, with intentions to impress hoping it could materialize into something else.
I just want to channel my feelings the way you do to me to know that I could have brought a better you. It's still a mystery how you see everything I am and not see past my physical. If I could I would steal your love and hope for a life sentence with no key to release. They say its better to have loved than not loved...but I never felt yours. So I'd rather lose love than move on. Because without you I'm just incomplete.
By every word and smile- deceived.
Another man would hope no more;
Nor hope I- what I hoped before.
But let not this last wish be vain;
Deceive, deceive me once again!
-Walter Savage Landor
Thursday, June 17, 2010
RyE On The Fear
I think they call this venting...
Look this is me, still the same
They want to hate, I'll play the game
No scars but you can see the pain
It all comes spilling out like it hit a vein
What up JR..what up TC,
I hope ya'll know you the reason I am here still,
The "fans" chat thinking I signed for one mill, duh
Equal opportunities feeling slightly unreal huh
That ain't how it works, that it ain't how it goes
So I be getting high while you balance out the lows
And I could use a mentor just to balance out my life-flows
But I never share my thoughts this is all this nigga knows
But every time I try, I open up my eyes
This is my chance to be remembered and reprised
And I'll be going hard long as I'm alive
So every piece of success I know is mine
Don't take this the wrong way but um...
I don't give a fuck what "Ya'll" do
But "Ya'll" probably will what I do
And if my name hold value
I will drop every bit of ounce of it on you
So go sob and make your own puddle
I try to stay away from shit that can land me in some trouble
But I'ma keep it honest I'm so tired of being subtle
It's just me, suspects and the hive standing in a huddle
Starin at the members of my team
Who get questioned about my Machiavelli scheme
Just know I got you all for defending up this dream
And they just hating cause it really is what it seems
Know that your the reason for my devotion
I put in work cuz putting out is worthless
And I know I pop off cuz I bottle up my emotions
So this is me putting it out in the open...
I just don't understand why you care...but you got my attention...(sigh)
Look fuck all Ya'll, I ignore feelings here
Your premature decisions ushered in my realest year
And I swear while I'm here I'ma make a killing here
I should be at the top of the world just chillin here
Ain't it funny how it panned?
They didn't even care to find you to give you up a chance
You built yourself up to be the biggest in the game
And realize when you ain't there sometimes the shit don't feel the same
So start your babysitting deal at home
Your people talking just cuz my appeal has grown
I wonder how many of them follow me everywhere I go
Guess I'm never really alone, I just now feel at home
I use to be scared of what the future holds
I was wishing I never was exposed now I'm getting use to those
Everyone I meet wants to get a piece of me like a groupie hoe
The honesty in my delivery got me this I suppose
Your crew is acting like my new crowd
They can account for every time I do smile
Success can come few and far between
I still wish you the best but right now I'm living out what you would call a dream
I'll admit you not messaging me is kinda messing with me
Thought we were boys till you started hating on me
I reached out you just wasn't feeling me
I hope this ain't one of those forever things
Just know this wasn't a power thing
It was simply me doing MY THING
Don't believe the lie...You know I was never caught up in the Hype ;)
Monday, June 14, 2010
Friday, May 7, 2010
RyE On Hating Fat Girls
Had a traumatizing experience on the train today. Probably top 5 worst experiences on the train...yep def up there.
So the train ride was so packed that basically if I was standing I could either
A) Impregnate someone
B) Get raped
THANKFULLY I had a seat. Or so I thought. Because it was so packed I had the privilege of having Super Fat stand in front of me
No joke she was probably this big. Now lets get a couple of things straight. Ladies...Ladies...laaaaadies (sigh) if you know you got some extra dinner rolls hanging around you spandex is not your friend. And just because the weather is getting better....a tank top with your bottom muffin top sticking out isn't a good look.
So back to the story... there I was dozing off as I normally do...
So my natural reaction was....
Next time I'll try to stay awake on the train.... =)
Monday, May 3, 2010
RyE on Two Years Gone: The Real
Why do I feel all alone
I got a girl and yet she act like she don't know my role
Acting out of character this ain't the girl I know
Talking bullshit as if it was for me to prove and show
But I don't got the heart to give this bitch the cue to go
So she sticks around kicking feedback
And I entertain it as if I need that
I had a talk with my friend and I agreed that
This girl offers nothing to give back
Heartache & pain despite my polite flows
And this is only my point of view so don't think my mind closed
I still got a pair of her night clothes
And the last thing she wore I call them fight clothes
Eyes swollen from the tears this chapters closed
Life was so full now shit is just lipoed
Always said I'll say it all on the right track
But we was bound to lose every time I fight back
I couldn't keep my mouth shut I had to tell you basics
Like how you think everything I am is nothing but a diss
My cocky demeanor ain't something you gon miss
Seal it with a kiss cause you will always be a Miss
When I stand atop of greatness
Don't forget the moment you began to doubt
Should have listened to the fam you was always on the out
Claire the air...nothing but a big mouth
Act like I'm an embarrassment to take out
My mother should be embarrassed that I tried to put out
But I never took it down
Cuz a stripper took it down
But I don't feel the need to wear disguises all around
Asking where my mind is and all I see is minus
And I promise this your highness
You are part of my colitis
Congratulations now you timeless
So I'll do this on my own
Cause I can't continue on
While this next girl is tryna make you my ex girl
So she can be my new girl but she forgot she someone else girl
And I ain't tryna fuck around right now
Shit could get weird if things start going down
So I stay clear like it's a small town
And everybody talks and everybody listens
But somehow the truth always comes up missing
This industry has a way of making something out of nothing
Especially when you give them nothing to be discussing
Everybody asking "What you know about Rye?"
"Who you with?" I give them no reply
A year ago you didn't pass up on him
Attracted to my accolades I gassed up on them
Now hes a prick nothing but trash up on him
No surprise you never gave up ass on him
But you tried to
Till you thought something I was spitting was inside you
Fuck around got my head swirling like a...damn
Make me change however you decide to
Nah, TC told me to do me
And don't listen to Baby that knew me
Cause to have known me would mean there's a new me
And if you think I change in the slightest you could have fooled me
I come back to drop a double nickle on my city like the 2-3
I'm just not the affectionate type to me that shit is crazy
And you knew that from before don't try to play me
See I can get a hunny with my eyes closed
And I'm about to take a trip to Toronto
Where hunnies do more than just the side po'...
Fuck them they sell themselves short to every motherfucker I know
But to me you know I never will
Cause I could do better still
Back home keep your searches
Cause my style got my ass up on a pedestal
And they tell me there are bigger fish to kill
And I'm waiting for that best you ever had feel
Problem with you was...I was just too real
Friday, April 30, 2010
RyE On Two Years Gone: The Calm

