From the heart

Four black teens in Philadelphia with nothing other than weekly tranpasses and opinions. Still, the criticism and general interpretation seem to change from day to day regardless of aforementioned teens consistency.

Whatever. We're not doing anyone some terrible injustice, and we don't claim to be changing the world or enlightening the folk beyond belief or recognition. Credences, food for thought, images, a few laughs here and there, and opinions are all that we can offer you. Whether you choose to accept or decline, you are here, as are we, daily.

To face the rain or sunshine, parade or riot, cookout or Saturday detention..We ride Septa.

- Til' the very end, Nya Ari, Samir S, Trent XIII, and Hez

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

On repeat, all day


Angel - Pharrell

She's in my dreams when I sleep. When I wake she's gone so I weep,she's an angel. She's the girl I want to share my dreams,she's an angel. I don't care if she can't fly over things,she's an angel. I don't care if you can't see her wings. Watch her flyyy,yeah. Muh fuckah.

.N ari
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