If you heard the audio version of I”m A Pro by Nick Brewer featuring Shakka here’s he his a live acoustic version along side with Shakka.


“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven… For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”— Matthew 6:19-21 (NIV)As I reflect on the words of my own heart poured into verse,…

I woke to a shadow in my room, my own face staring back, twisted with a grin that wasn’t mine. It held my gun, accusing me: “You thought you could embody the essence of wrath’s?” Its words cut deep, naming “friends” I’d killed—lives I’d ended or betrayed in moments I can’t unmake. Jean-Paul Sartre’s words…

Some moments in life feel like they’ve been woven into the fabric of the universe, perfectly timed and undeniably sacred. I stumbled into one such moment not long ago, when the winding grapevine of life—those serendipitous threads of chance—led me to her. Her name is Halle, and from the instant I met her, I knew…

In my youth, a seed was planted, cold and unrelenting, deep within my heart. It grew as I did, twisting me into a figure I liken to Michael Myers—a silent, unyielding archetype of destruction. I didn’t fight it; I let it consume me. That seed bloomed into a lascivious hunger, a monstrous drive that’s left…
If you heard the audio version of I”m A Pro by Nick Brewer featuring Shakka here’s he his a live acoustic version along side with Shakka.


“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven… For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”— Matthew 6:19-21 (NIV)As I reflect on the words of my own heart poured into verse,…

I woke to a shadow in my room, my own face staring back, twisted with a grin that wasn’t mine. It held my gun, accusing me: “You thought you could embody the essence of wrath’s?” Its words cut deep, naming “friends” I’d killed—lives I’d ended or betrayed in moments I can’t unmake. Jean-Paul Sartre’s words…

Some moments in life feel like they’ve been woven into the fabric of the universe, perfectly timed and undeniably sacred. I stumbled into one such moment not long ago, when the winding grapevine of life—those serendipitous threads of chance—led me to her. Her name is Halle, and from the instant I met her, I knew…

In my youth, a seed was planted, cold and unrelenting, deep within my heart. It grew as I did, twisting me into a figure I liken to Michael Myers—a silent, unyielding archetype of destruction. I didn’t fight it; I let it consume me. That seed bloomed into a lascivious hunger, a monstrous drive that’s left…
This week I came across this album called Sinema by rapper Swoope. This is his second album from Swoope which came out on August 4, 2014. At the start of the album Swoope as a Kanye West influence at the beginning of the first track but as he’s own signature instrumental sounds and flows as you go trough the album. Swoope speaks on the issues of lust and relationship with a female called Mya which you hear her speak on left voice messages on Swoopes phone at the beginning and throughout the album.
Swoope’s, at war with himself, either to get back with Mya or forget about Mya and move on with his life and focus on his relationship with god which he speaks in detail on track’s called “Right Side” featuring singer Christon Gray, “Beauty and Beast” and “Before Goodnight“.
I Can relate to Swoope on the issues of lust and the “art of seduction” like J.Cole would say back on his born sinner album. To be in a relationship with someone just for the lustful pleasures is just the wrong way to go.Swoope’s gives to full picture on what’s like to face conscience speak on his experience dealing with someone that don’t understand your walk with god and facing the temptation’s of going back to is old ways even though he knows the consequence at the end.


“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven… For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”— Matthew 6:19-21 (NIV)As I reflect on the words of my own heart poured into verse,…

I woke to a shadow in my room, my own face staring back, twisted with a grin that wasn’t mine. It held my gun, accusing me: “You thought you could embody the essence of wrath’s?” Its words cut deep, naming “friends” I’d killed—lives I’d ended or betrayed in moments I can’t unmake. Jean-Paul Sartre’s words…

Some moments in life feel like they’ve been woven into the fabric of the universe, perfectly timed and undeniably sacred. I stumbled into one such moment not long ago, when the winding grapevine of life—those serendipitous threads of chance—led me to her. Her name is Halle, and from the instant I met her, I knew…

In my youth, a seed was planted, cold and unrelenting, deep within my heart. It grew as I did, twisting me into a figure I liken to Michael Myers—a silent, unyielding archetype of destruction. I didn’t fight it; I let it consume me. That seed bloomed into a lascivious hunger, a monstrous drive that’s left…
A Classic Track From J.Cole’s Label Dreamville Recording Artist Omen called A brief moment.I love the sample on this song and the substance meaning behind the lyrics in this song.


“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moths and vermin destroy, and where thieves break in and steal. But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven… For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”— Matthew 6:19-21 (NIV)As I reflect on the words of my own heart poured into verse,…

I woke to a shadow in my room, my own face staring back, twisted with a grin that wasn’t mine. It held my gun, accusing me: “You thought you could embody the essence of wrath’s?” Its words cut deep, naming “friends” I’d killed—lives I’d ended or betrayed in moments I can’t unmake. Jean-Paul Sartre’s words…

Some moments in life feel like they’ve been woven into the fabric of the universe, perfectly timed and undeniably sacred. I stumbled into one such moment not long ago, when the winding grapevine of life—those serendipitous threads of chance—led me to her. Her name is Halle, and from the instant I met her, I knew…

In my youth, a seed was planted, cold and unrelenting, deep within my heart. It grew as I did, twisting me into a figure I liken to Michael Myers—a silent, unyielding archetype of destruction. I didn’t fight it; I let it consume me. That seed bloomed into a lascivious hunger, a monstrous drive that’s left…
Good to see Nick brewer back in the scene after while since his single came out back in 2015 called to Talk To Me which The song charted at #19 in the UK.
In this new track, he shares a lot of his thoughts over J. Coles instrumental called Neighbour’s from 4 your eyes only album. his mood and thoughts seem to point out that his frustrated with his music label and the music he has released so far under Island Records label.
He goes on to share his thoughts on how men view women in society as low worth and low value for men to take advantage for their own pleasures. But they wouldn’t stand it if they had a someone talking bad about their sister or close female friend which would make them hypocrites.
I really liked that section of the song which a lot of us men take on and reflect on how we view woman and more.
