The Legend of Tw? Haze
Who knows when or how it began?... Some say he was just a man with a pen! Other's that he was a jester in the court of the Hip-Hop Gods! How ever he came to be, one thing is known for sure about Tw?lite... his coming signals a change, whether from day to night or from light to dark, the change is coming.
They say that He had, at some stage, been affiliated with various crews, cliques and colonies. But always he stood out from the crowd... Sometimes loud, sometimes quiet. Sometimes in complete control, sometimes in total chaos... but always, his clear diction and his biting flows came thru... it is told that over the years, he has picked up, ripped off and dropped more often than a plate of jerk chicken... that every lick taken is what has kept him ticking
and so it has come to pass that Tw?lite has made his move, stepped out from the shadow briefly and decided, at last, to take part in this... Game!
Where he has been these past few months? Unknown! But tales are told of total D'lirium!!! Beats swirling like watercolours in the sink of life into the brain of... a man?... a monster?... a mic checkin mad ass maphukka?!?
Whatever the case this Lyrical Lord Lucan is hard to pin and even harder to find! They say he sleeps only one hour a night. They say he makes eardrums tremor when he merely touches a mic. They say he'll never amount to anything more than the mystical legend he has become...
He would tell you that: "You think to phukkin much people!"
Or if things were really tense he may say: "You passin that or what?"
I have seen the Tw?lite. I have heard his call. And I say...
A Change is Coming!!
Keep your ears peeled! For our part, what we catch, we will bring to you in good time!