the realest of the real. I got the stripes and war wounds to show it. Speak it how I know it. From the streets to the cell just out the sheets with mrs caramel. To rise and to fell, this is more than a story more than a tell. It's power and wealth , playing the cards as they dealt. so take a glimpse of the champ with the belt. ERIE CIDE nigga. Welcome to the cold front.

The rising

Born in East Cleveland OH. Raised from the gutters of the city to Yahoo ville USA. Excelled in all sports especially football. Known by many identities to many different people. Personalities and Ideas clash at some point and time do to the living of duel lives. Thus an exodus in the penitentiary where I sharpened my mind like a diamond amongst the vile and scum of the earth. Arising from hells clutch a little scarred from hells touch. To take my rightful place on my throne. I succeed beyond rap and beyond the streets. It's just the music keeps calling me and she's always been my release. So welcome to a different dream hinged by the death of my oldest brother by the hands of police. And a medallion tattooed into my flesh that only a king could wear. Welcome to Eriecide's Cash Cool AKA Mr. Swerve.