Friday, March 19, 2010

Broken pen needs YOU.


You know it like a poet, baby doll.

I need some shit. Heres a list I've composed of some things I need to have taken care of in order to fully manifest my gangsterness.

ok, here it is mama.


  • More people besides myself to write for Royal Arrogance. Its nothing really, just post up some fly shit and make people say "hot damn, these royal arrogance cats is HEAVY.
  • get a dot com. I got the money to take care of that, so yall good.
  • get more followers.
  • get a list of people who can do certain things for free. whether it be graphic design, recording videos or volunteer their girlfriend for a amateur mud wrestling league Im trying to start up.
  • finish recording this fucking music.
So thats about it. I need some people who are down to get Belligerent in a Sophisticated fashion.

hit up the
twitter
the official royal arrogance I never update, but I still have
the myspace page I put my music up on. You should listen to my music. My music is AMAZING.

and lets connect, politic, DITTO.
peace
incarcerated scarfaces.

Monday, March 15, 2010

From the darkest parts of Africa...(Part 1)

What it does?

Yeah, Im sorry I dont update. Real Life is a trip. I know its been a while since I actually Blogged about something for the sake of blogging but as I said before, Real Life is a muthafuckin Trip, with or without Depressant substances.

So while I was away, I was making great music, taking long walks, learning how to dance, drinking, and just being an overall gangster in my own right. But one of the main things that seem to hit home is the thought of being a "Black Man" in America. From what society gives me, how society looks at me, to what my own brothers and sisters expect of me because of me being "Black" and a child of the African Diaspora.

Yeah, I used the word "Diaspora", Hoe.

Anyway lets attack this shit.

First off, let me talk about "Being Black". Now If you want to talk about race, the whole concept is too fragile to actually have any logical standing in my opinion. I just have a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that If people (mainly people of african descent, but no exclusively) see my dark skin and nappy hair, they assume that I listen to a certain type of music, Im attracted to a certain type of female, I believe in so and so, my religious beliefs are limited to a handful of denominations, and I feel a certain way about social/political policies all because of my darkskin and incredibly nappy hair (shit is so dence, light cant escape it.) So I say this. I would say we as a people are "Black"in reaction to how society treats us, not becuase we are actually Africans in America with dreams of heading back to the motherland . If you look at anyones ethnic / racial make up in America, no one is "pure" anything. No offence, but no matter how you look or where youre from, we are all mutts in our own right. As time goes on more and more mixing will take place within the human community till the whole world is just a big ass version of Brazil. Look at someones ethnic backround, shit looking like a benneton commercial gone wrong.

Shit, theres alot of spooky shit when it comes to the relationship between African Americans and Africans. Long story short (and dont quote me on this, but Im about 87% sure I'm right when I say this) Its people in Africa calling us lazy bastards that dont know jack shit about Africa, yet quick to say thats what they are. You also have African Americans thinking that all they do In Africa is hunt for prey, watch out for Lions and listen to Lady Blacksmith Mambazo all day. Niggas got the game fucked up. word.

So what it all boils down to it (because Im kinda pressed for time at the moment.) when I hear someone call me a "Black Man", there is an automatic tag to my character and being because of my physical appearance and an assumption of racial / ethnic identitiy. But If I'm called just a "Man" Not only does it speak to who I am, and what I stand for but also what other men stand for and can relate to, regardless of racial backround.

I got some more shit to say, but I have to dip.

so until next time....


holler.

Saturday, March 6, 2010

Broken Pen presents "The Beat Tape vol.1"

For all you rappers and shit. 25$ non exclusive. Exclusive, contact me.


Click Here to download the tape.

Thank you, and god bless.


(some might be offended by the cover. well, tough titties. no pun intended. PEACE.)