BloodRaw
The Return of Mr. Florida

It has been stated, one cannot be a true artist without first experiencing pain. If that is accurate, BloodRaw has struggled all of his lifetime to earn the right to be a hip-hop Picasso. “That’s why my music is so soulful. I have people crying when they hear my music because I’ll only spit what I’ve been through.”

Born to a mother that did the best she could to raise he and his sister by hustling, BloodRaw learned the game at a tender age. By age 12, BloodRaw lost the center of his universe when his mother died. As for BloodRaw’s father, Tupac described it best, the coward wasn’t there. So, to put food on his table, BloodRaw did what he knew best, serving fiends with whatever vice they needed. Street life is not as glamorous as music videos describe, it is a matter of continuing to exist. Unfortunately, as with most urban soldiers, the life was leading BloodRaw to the grave or jail. It just so happened, the latter got to him first.

After losing 6 years of his life to the Florida Department of Corrections, BloodRaw saw the time spent as a blessing. The time in prison allowed BloodRaw to cool down and reflect upon the life he was leading. Soon, he began putting his experiences to paper and testing his verbal skills in the yard. Day by day, year-by-year, the other inmates noticed this young, brash, and focused lyrical monster gathering crowds under the basketball hoops. They began awestruck whispers among themselves, “Damn, dat boy is blood raw.” Meaning his ability to rhyme was amazing and off the chain! Ever since, he was rightfully dubbed, BloodRaw.

Rico A. Simpson
Executive Editor
IndieStreet Magazine
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rico@indiestreetent.com