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..
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
RyE On The Last Page
Simplemente no lo entiendo
¿Por qué huyes de un hombre bueno, nena
¿Por qué quieres dar la espalda en el amor
¿Por qué usted ya ha renunciado a
Ver Sé que usted ha sido lastimado antes
Pero te juro que voy a dar mucho más
Juro que nunca te fallaré
Porque te juro que te adoro
Y no puedo ayudarme a mí mismo, nena
Porque yo pienso en ti constantemente
Y mi corazón no consigue ningún resto más de usted, usted, sí
Puedes llamarme egoísta
Pero todo lo que quiero es tu amor
Puedes llamarme desesperado, bebé
Porque yo estoy perdidamente enamorado
Puedes llamarme imperfecto
Pero, ¿quién es perfecto?
Dime, ¿qué tengo que hacer
Para demostrar que soy el único para ti
¿Qué tiene de malo ser egoístas
Voy a estar ocupando su tiempo
Hasta el día en que te das cuenta de que
Que para ti no podía haber nadie más
Acabo de conseguir que usted tiene para mí
Baby I tendría buen cuidado de usted
No importa lo que es pasar por su
Voy a estar allí para usted cuando usted está en necesidad
Bebé de creer en mí
Porque si el amor es un crimen sí
Entonces me castigue
Yo moriría por ti
Porque yo no quiero vivir sin ti
¿Qué puedo hacer, oh
Puedes llamarme egoísta
Pero todo lo que quiero es tu amor
Puedes llamarme bebé sin esperanza
Porque yo estoy perdidamente enamorado
Puedes llamarme imperfecto
Pero, ¿quién es perfecto
Dime, ¿qué tengo que hacer
Para demostrar que soy el único para ti
¿Qué tiene de malo ser egoístas
¿Por qué nos separe
¿Por qué no le dará su corazón
Usted sabe que fueron hechos para estar juntos
¿Por qué me rechazas
Todo lo que quiero es darte amor
Por siempre y siempre y siempre
Puedes llamarme egoísta
Pero todo lo que quiero es tu amor
Puedes llamarme bebé sin esperanza
Porque yo estoy perdidamente enamorado
Puedes llamarme imperfecto
Pero, ¿quién es perfecto
Dime, ¿qué tengo que hacer
Para demostrar que soy el único para ti
¿Qué tiene de malo ser egoístas
Egoístamente estoy enamorado de ti
Porque he buscado mi alma
Y sé que es verdad
Egoístamente estoy enamorado de ti
Porque he buscado mi alma
Y sé que eres tú
Egoístamente estoy enamorado de ti
Porque he buscado mi alma
Y sé que eres tú
Para demostrar que soy el único para ti
¿Qué tiene de malo ser egoístas egoístas egoístas
Entonces, ¿qué tiene de malo ser egoístas
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.... =)

