December 2009
80 posts
let's keep it 100
paullyeast.com is bland. trust me, i’m doing things to make it extra dope. you just have to wait, i know nobody cares; so it shouldn’t be hard. who am i talking to? no one. i need those bapesta ghostbusters like no other. and the kanye ones. i dig bapes.
November 2009
53 posts
cult-like
i follow wiz khalifa, curren$y, kid cudi, and asher roth like a cult.
blog love
go to idopeboy.imstrate.com, and scroll down to see your favorite rapper. it’s a ridiculous feeling seeing myself on a blog with a download link to my song and a picture i did in photoshop for ten minutes. awww yeah!
chris brown ftw
i have i can transform ya stuck in my head; awful.
i hate
driving around doing stupid stuff because my sundays suck.
when i get home i’m going to murk the popular demand beat.
bland
i always wanted to a run a super successful hip hop blog but tried and failed, three times. it is just to hard being a rapper and posting other rappers stuff. i don’t know, random thoughts.
word
halo three all night
Watchblink, blink x1000
fun fact
i put a nine percent echo on my vocals.
@everyone
what up
girls dig this song
playmynerves:
remembertoslowdown:
Tik Tok — Ke$ha
[explicit] braces
[explicit] braces. [explicit] orthodontist who tell me my braces will be off by december, and then change it to the end of january.
midnight
album purchase, wiz khalifa, deal or no deal.
rerecording
sucks.
“pose, click, pose, click”
– wale
“they say why you leave it running i say cause i’m in the hood mane”
– nipsey hussle
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pumped
just finished my driving lessons. getting my license soon; getting my grown man on.
dreamweaver
snipe. we will become the best of friends. <html>is my best friend</html>
ughhh
it is starting
eff
i can just feel myself entering a beat/writer’s block. eff-en-aye.
i'm back
i am back. haven’t heard from me in a minute a week. blame it on the alcohol swine flu, one hundred and three [point five] fevers are not fun at all. i wish i could say i wrote a bunch of rhymes, or made a bunch of beats, or designed a bunch of clothes, but i didn’t. because i had swine. but i’m back, not fully though because of this nasty cough and running nose combo, but soon...
parish
i covered buzzin by shwayze with my one of my biggest homeslices ever, what up adam; not like you’ll read this. we literally spent two hours upstairs in this old church just repeating, and repeating, and [only me] messing up, and messing up. the start to that song? with a dart in the dark with the spark; jesus christ. needless to say i muffed that up during the performance but it’s all...
word
everyone: paully, your so good at rhyming
paully east: thank you
dmv
attention deficit
gucci mane
stays losing. another twelve months [out in six with good behavior], after he has been building up his buzz for months; with an album out in december. rappers can be the stupidest people ever. no burrr.
sike
got to love two hour meetings where you learn absolutely nothing.
i'm on tv.
just kidding. ustream.com/channel/paullyeast m-f; 8-9
drugs, nah.
i’m trying to get myself addicted to tumblr.
wave me
got to love asking mad random girls on twitter for
google wave invites
</sarcasm>
“what you know about that?”
dawgz
i was doing so good updated.
doesn’t matter; recorded my favorite song i have ever recorded tonight!
no leakage
do work
i’m chilling after school until i walk to work. working keeps me sane, and it makes studio time better used. and i dig paychecks!
prime
yo tumblr. updating like crazy now. i’m in math class; algebra two, and we have a substitute. he is playing farmville, just kidding. i’m listening to man on the moon, and i might say it is my favorite album of oh nine. but oh ten is mine, time to touch paper.