circumstance. A mother-fucker could be pointin a gun to his
temple, but if your shit ain´t bangin you can´t force agreement
out of this dude. If you ain´t hot he will tell you: "Yo, son,
you ain´t hot", and body competition for thinking they could
play in his league. Like his trademark sayin goes:It´ssss
da mother-fucking king of the city! Yup!", this self-crowned
king stays true to his motto, for how he claims, maintains and
defends his spot.
Born and raised in MD, Magdeburg, East Germany, wit no
father figures around but lush-lifers, thugs and fuck-ups
his life stayed true to his moniker: Trife.
After spending a year in Worchester, MA as a
"foreign-exchange-chain-smoker" and after numerous stays
In New York, he decided to spit english thug lyrics.
Now look at him, still taking `em all down and beeing
on his grind. He´s here to stay, post up and reign.
His partner-in-crime Sweaty Palms, with whom he formed
Star Click (Outbreak-Studios) in 2002 still in his corner
and strong alliance to B-Hood, New Orleans,
(the movement around the N.O. spitter Da Boo),
his vision is about to become reality.
Like any other artist he needs your support and attention.
Braunschweig or Dirty-8 (zip code 38 100) as he calls it
has been slacking for a minute. That´s about to change.
True Triflin, aka E-Pills, aka Broke Willis, aka King of the city
is about to put D-8 back on the map.
Enclosing I like to quote Trife and sign off with sayin:
"Puff, Puff, I`m gone."
Benadict Askis
Chief editor of
"We love triflin"- weekly
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