2 Shades Of Grey: We Just Want To Be...

Fame - Fortune - Glory - Money - Power - Respect - Money - Cars - Clothes - Hoes

I suppose we all want the same thing


"They say the good die young, I hope I live Forever..." BareFeet & BrokenDreams (2SOG)

I remember riding around St. Louis in my Dodge Spirit (Bertha), bouncing around to new beats and songs me and T.I.T. made (Girl Problems, Killin Em, Like Diamonds, Fuck Buddy Freestyle etc. )I use to be shy then, not really thinking i was any good, but I knew one day it would work. Fast forward a Album,a Mixtape and EP and its yet to catch on. Sometimes I fear the wrong song will catch on, thrusting me in a different direction.

The Question is would I "Sell Out"?

How High reference, I need Money. I could never stop writing or recording, but the life of a starving artist is just that. I don't want to sacrifice my Creativity for record sells, but waisting a months crafting a conceptual CD only to be released for free isn't putting money in my pockets. I know "They have to be a Fan before a Supporter". Fame

Answer: All depends on the amount of zero's

"Money is our obsession, so we make sense (Cents) of the bullshit they suggesting" The Fence (2SOG)

We all dream, thats the only thing free in life. Vanity slaves is what we are referred to. I want as many women as my body can handle. I want as much money as the next person. I want the Sports cars, The gas guzzlers, The Battery powered Rides. Can you blame me. We learned from an early age that Money is everything weather it be from out parents, the schools, or The TV. Diamonds here, down payments there. I fell for it all, soaked that idea in. Money

"I just want to make it seem like I live as lavish as them niggas rapping on the screen" Future Fronting Flow (2SOG)

Fame is not my motivation. I have people I wish to help and family I wish to pay back for their love. thats why I write, for them and for you. It shames me to let them hear i haven't lived up to my potential. I would do anything to make them proud of me. I want my listener to not put me in a box, because there are a lot we have planned for the future. Writing the same things can only get you so far. Glory

"Looking Moms in the face, and I promise I'm going to make it..." The Goodbye (2SOG)



2 Shades Of Grey May 24th, 2011

2 Shades Of Grey: For The Love Of...

What is this place I'm in?

"I knew she fell in love, because I tripped her..." W.o.W (2SOG)


I find myself writing the mass of my love songs when i'm single, as if they are an application to "The One". The love i have for females use to overpowered the respect i had for them. I've learned so much through my adventures,so many "What Ifs", so many names I cant remember and No excuse, no apology could erase some of the things Ive done. Can I move on, or must I pay that debt in full? My passion is music, its all Im good at, and Ive come in this juncture where my only happiness comes from these recordings. I CANT allow myself to be loved when it wont be reciprocated to its fullest. I'm miserable, because I know my chances of being a star, and I don't want to drag some innocent girl down with me

"So I say what Makes them happy, and I do what keeps me going..." Where Are We Going (2SOG)

Bring the Hoes in and let me have my fill. Men have urges and women have urges. The differences between the two is the mediums we use to fulfill those. Women have the pick of the litter. Dick is thrown at them since the day they grew breast and it will never stop. The word "NO" is at the top of their vocabulary. As a man we hear NO more often than we hear THANK YOU. Rejection is something we've come to fear because You women are ruthless, so when a man get the chance to have the upper hand we utilize it 10x. Men can be Heartless, but at least we're simple. Point being, I love Sex, I need Sex, and I get it when I can.

"I'm sure to get mine, you should focus on yours..." The Proposal (2SOG)

I'm curious what its going to be like when I do find H.E.R. I hope I'm ready to be everything she needs and more. At the pace I'm headed, I'm better off alone, but I once heard that a Good women will help a Bad boy grow or something like that. I don't care about her past, mine would overshadow her's. I don't care about her background, why limit my search to just one race. No matter the size of shape, all i want is to do is be able to show her love as much as I can.

But right now, I'm not ready...




2 Shades of Grey May 24th, 2011

No More Mr. "Nice Guy"

I'm sorry to say that this is not of my own creation. What follows is a monologue written by Eric Berlin for the play Babes and Brides. This is the culmination of frustration that every single one of us "Nice Guys" has felt. I only wish I had written this myself...

A little background knowledge is required. In the following monologue, a Nice Guy (Alan) is trying to pick up a woman (Diane). She tells him to talk about himself for three minutes and if she likes what he has to say, she'll go home with him. After a few false starts, Alan jumps into what is known as "The Ballad of a Nice Guy."

Alan. (His frustation and anger builds gradually as HE delevers this) I'm a nice guy. I'm a goddamn nice guy. I say that not because I think it's true, but because that's what everybody says. Ask any girl who's known me for more than a week, and that's how they'll describe me. "Alan? He's a nice guy." They say that because, you know, hell, you know nice guys, right? Don't try to hurt people, try to be a gentleman. Treat people right, especially girls. Because that's what we learned girls are attracted to, they want to be treated right. Right? You get a bunch of girls together and get them talking about guys, and they'll dream you up the perfect gentleman. But when it comes to real life, oh man!, that's very different. Because you get those girls together and get them talking about real men, not figments of their imagination, but real people, and what do you get? (Mimicking.)"Ohhh, men are scum! Men are slime! Men are shits!" (You notice how all those words begim with "S"? I think there's something to that.) So, men are all these "S" words, all these and more, but who do the girls date? Who comes on to them at bars and who do they go home with? The slime! The shits! And after they get hurt, and they always do, they call me up to confide in me, because long ago we decided that we were "just going to be friends." (I swear, you girls need to get a whole new vocabulary; you've started so many goddamn clichés it's not funny.) So, these girls call me up and they say, "Alan, all guys are sliiiime!" And then they realize that they'retalking to a guy, and they say, "Oh, except you, Alan, you're a nice guy. When you find a girlfriend, she's going to be such a lucky girl. But it can't be me because, well, I'm attracted to guys that are going to shit all over me." So great. So now I have all the friends I need, so why should I be a nice guy anymore? Huh? I think I'll be a shit now. Yeah! I think I'll learn some stupid pick-up lines and use them on girls who are dressed to get laid. I think I'll be proud of how loud I can belch. I think I'll use women like they're Black and Decker screwdrivers! Sure! That's what girls really want to hear! So great. Life begins now, okay? OKAY? Come on, babe, lets go home and FUCK!

What do you think? Is this to the point, or just some rambling from a bitter guy with no game?

First Blog Post

So here it is, the first post. And what better way to kick things off than by talking about...I have no FUCKING idea. Seriously, I had all of these ideas flowing through my head, and now...NOTHING. I could talk about females and how they're both amazingly amazing and soul-sucking vultures at the same time, or I could talk about my hopes and dreams about my future...eww not even I care about that shit. Hmm, I guess for this first post I'll just say hello and welcome to the inner thoughts of one half of the illustrious, mysterious, clever, and devilishly charming OffSet. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED