INCARCERATED RAPPER 'X-RAIDED' STABBED DURING RIOT
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
“Riot Time. We’re Goin’ To The Hole…”
Current mood: working
If you're reading this the news is probably out about the fight on the yard...
“Riot Time. We’re Goin’ To The Hole…”
X-Raided “The Hole”
I haven’t had a chance to communicate with everyone for a while. I’ve been dealing with a bunch of drama behind these prison walls. It’s a long story but here’s the short version.
I’ve been dealing with a real life stalker for about three years now; an obsessed fan who we jokingly called “Stan.” I was on D-Yard from ’05 to ’08 and I got a couple of letters from a dude calling himself “Mike Enemigo.” He was on my balls pretty tough, about how he loved my music and my accomplishments and wanted to be the “next X-Raided.” He had Life without the possibility of parole and wanted to be a rapper. I get that a lot from inmates. I ignored his letters, about two or three total, which he would have people on A-Yard bring me when they transferred over to D-Yard.
I transferred over to A-Yard myself in 2008 and of course “Mike Enemigo” was one of the first people trying to talk to me. He called himself “Foe” and said he was from East Sacramento. I knew he wasn’t the real East Sac Rapper named Foe. I asked him about that and he claimed to know the real Foe. I thought it was strange. People warned me that he was a “Stan” and to shake him. I went back to ignoring him. That was in the summer of ’08. Then he approached again, still asking me to help him with his raps, but this time he said that he had a way for me to records some new songs. If I would put out an album for him, he would help me record one for myself. The catch was that I had to move into his cell to do it because he didn’t want to risk losing it trying to send it over to me. I was skeptical but I was looking for a way to do my songs better than how we did “Eternally Unforgiven.” So I moved in with Mike Enemigo in November of 2008. It was immediately disappointing. He had an old school 1980’s type of tape deck that recorded and was using a pair of headphones as a microphone. First of all, inmates have been offering me their tape deck recorders for years and I always turn it down. I prefer to record digitally. Secondly, I already knew I would eventually get a digital recorder because at some point I always do. Honest to God, I thought the dude was crazy. When I saw the “studio” he was using to record and how he acted like it was so important, I felt like he tricked me into moving over there. He kept trying to be my friend. He kept begging me to just try it out. I eventually recorded some songs with his tape deck and headphone hook up. He got it out to the streets and Rich tried to clean it up. The best we could do became “Unforgiven 2: Assisted Suicide.” Obviously, the vocal quality of “U2” wasn’t good enough but we released it to make back the money we spent making it happen.
Mike Enemigo, who up to then had been working with his own producers, gave up on being able to do it himself and started asking me to not only release his album, but to produce, mix and master it, and do the artwork. That wasn’t going to happen. I told him that he had to get his own album produced and do his own artwork, but I did features for him, hosted his mixtape, and gave him permission to put “Hosted By X-Raided” and “X Presents” on his album in exchange for recording “U2” for me. After about 90 days I moved out. I kept hearing how the dude was still on my balls. To me, it was business but to him he wanted friendship. I didn’t want to be friends b/c Mike Enemigo was and is a weirdo. He’d told me how much love & respect he had for me and how he wanted to be my friend. He said that it was destiny that I had moved over to D-Yard and in the cell with him. He said that we had even had the same trial attorney, which proved that it was “meant to be.” The dude was a serious “Stan.” When I moved it hurt his feelings like a broad. He was seriously on my dick, even before I met him.
I did my thing on the low, hit my lick for the cell phone and digital recorder. Mike Enemigo was sniffing around. When I got busted with that shit I had him on my list of suspects because that weird muthafucka was jealous. I thought he might have told b/c he was jealous as fuck. But I didn’t care b/c I made 103 songs before they found that shit. I got “Bloc Bizniz”, “U2.5” and my nigga C-Dubb’s “Mob Hits” ready to go, and started working on my next solo album.
Now, if you’re wondering why I didn’t put out Mike Enemigo’s album, for one, the fool has life without the possibility of parole and never had an album out before. Zero fanbase and can’t go promote his shit. Secondly, no one wanted it. I tried to put out “At All Costs and “E: From the Bloc to the Booth” in November of 2008 through Select-O-Hits and that shit went wood. Sold a very small amount of each CD. On top of that, I had a Loki & Cognito album, “Street Legal” and Select-O-Hits refused to even accept it. City Hall told us they wanted new X-Raided, period, before anything else, and the fans told us they wanted to X-Raided solo shit, period. I told that dick rider Mike Enemigo all that and the weirdo thought I was lying b/c I just didn’t want to put out his album. Shit, if I coulda made money, why would I pass it up? The truth is, that shit was wack, the vocals were garbage, and nobody wanted it.
We released “Bloc Bizniz,” “Unforgiven 2.5” and “Mob Hits” on Tuesday, March 16, 2010, and Stan (Mike Enemigo) was jealous and hating. On Wednesday he asked me how my album was doing and told me about a producer he could hook me up with. I told him I don’t’ need to get beats from a muthafucka in the pen with me, and to get off my balls. Thursday I told my few patnas what was going on and it spread among the niggas on the yard that them fools were hating. Just b/c it’s an SNY yard doesn’t mean there ain’t good niggas. They’re trying to go home, make parole without stayin’ in drama and catchin time over shit just like this. But when they heard about Stan joining an SNY gang and trying to get them to push up on me, they got at me like, nah, no way. This weirdo has life without the possibility of parole and he locked it up off the mainline at the Reception Center. He never even hit the mainline yards. Claimed Crip on the streets, Sureno in the County Jail, locked it up at the Reception in the pen, got to an SNY yard and claimed Northern Rider. An SNY gang? Really? Get the fuck out of here. I walked the mainline for nearly a decade with niggas that wanted to kill me and I never ran. I was classified High Notoriety, that’s how I became SNY. This punk ran off the mainline from day one, on my mama. Fuck Mike Enemigo and his SNY gang. Somebody call Pleasant Valley and ask how long he’s been SNY, Ronald Michael Werth # T-76856! This fool is 30 and been here at least four years. SNY at 26? Never did a tour of duty b/c he’s a scary bitch. A skinny white boy who acts black, pretends to be a Mexican, claims to be “Foe,” and says he’s from East Sacramento but is from fuckin Rosemont. Rosemont? Please.
That fool lied to them Northern Riders to be accepted. They ran up on me with a knife, Stan’s celly. Stan had a toothbrush with razor blades on it and his bitch ass tried to stay behind me. I beat that fool’s ass. I got stabbed and sliced because I fought them marks instead of running off. Once I had some help I was able to back up to keep them in front of me and I got in some good shots on Stan and his celly. At the end I was in the middle of the basketball court C-Walking. I didn’t even know I was hurt until it was over, because of the adrenalin.
I was airlifted to the hospital. They took care of me. The staff hooked me up. But what’s funny is that Mike Enemigo, the “Stan” Werth, had to go to the Hospital, too. How you gonna have the element of surprise, a razor blade, and a homie with a knife on me and still get beat up? Mark ass bitch.
I’m straight. I’m doing perfectly fine and we’re already working on my solo album. We’re shooting for 9/21/10 and we shouldn’t have any trouble making that date. We’re doing it more on that G shit than politics or party shit. We’re making some hard core shit. The new solo is going to be RAW. We’re also close to finishing up C-Dubb's solo album, “The Curse of the Gifted” which may have an August release.
I’ll get at y’all again ASAP. Much love to B.Parker, Filthy Rich, C-Dubb, Gangsta Reese, Leviathan, Semi-Auto, Loki (I’m writing you my nigga), and my dude T-Nutty Nutt! And Congratulations to the Brotha Lynch Hung for his success with DAAM!
One Love,
T-H-E Bloc Star…
X-Raided
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“Riot Time. We’re Goin’ To The Hole…”
Current mood: working
If you're reading this the news is probably out about the fight on the yard...
“Riot Time. We’re Goin’ To The Hole…”
X-Raided “The Hole”
I haven’t had a chance to communicate with everyone for a while. I’ve been dealing with a bunch of drama behind these prison walls. It’s a long story but here’s the short version.
I’ve been dealing with a real life stalker for about three years now; an obsessed fan who we jokingly called “Stan.” I was on D-Yard from ’05 to ’08 and I got a couple of letters from a dude calling himself “Mike Enemigo.” He was on my balls pretty tough, about how he loved my music and my accomplishments and wanted to be the “next X-Raided.” He had Life without the possibility of parole and wanted to be a rapper. I get that a lot from inmates. I ignored his letters, about two or three total, which he would have people on A-Yard bring me when they transferred over to D-Yard.
I transferred over to A-Yard myself in 2008 and of course “Mike Enemigo” was one of the first people trying to talk to me. He called himself “Foe” and said he was from East Sacramento. I knew he wasn’t the real East Sac Rapper named Foe. I asked him about that and he claimed to know the real Foe. I thought it was strange. People warned me that he was a “Stan” and to shake him. I went back to ignoring him. That was in the summer of ’08. Then he approached again, still asking me to help him with his raps, but this time he said that he had a way for me to records some new songs. If I would put out an album for him, he would help me record one for myself. The catch was that I had to move into his cell to do it because he didn’t want to risk losing it trying to send it over to me. I was skeptical but I was looking for a way to do my songs better than how we did “Eternally Unforgiven.” So I moved in with Mike Enemigo in November of 2008. It was immediately disappointing. He had an old school 1980’s type of tape deck that recorded and was using a pair of headphones as a microphone. First of all, inmates have been offering me their tape deck recorders for years and I always turn it down. I prefer to record digitally. Secondly, I already knew I would eventually get a digital recorder because at some point I always do. Honest to God, I thought the dude was crazy. When I saw the “studio” he was using to record and how he acted like it was so important, I felt like he tricked me into moving over there. He kept trying to be my friend. He kept begging me to just try it out. I eventually recorded some songs with his tape deck and headphone hook up. He got it out to the streets and Rich tried to clean it up. The best we could do became “Unforgiven 2: Assisted Suicide.” Obviously, the vocal quality of “U2” wasn’t good enough but we released it to make back the money we spent making it happen.
Mike Enemigo, who up to then had been working with his own producers, gave up on being able to do it himself and started asking me to not only release his album, but to produce, mix and master it, and do the artwork. That wasn’t going to happen. I told him that he had to get his own album produced and do his own artwork, but I did features for him, hosted his mixtape, and gave him permission to put “Hosted By X-Raided” and “X Presents” on his album in exchange for recording “U2” for me. After about 90 days I moved out. I kept hearing how the dude was still on my balls. To me, it was business but to him he wanted friendship. I didn’t want to be friends b/c Mike Enemigo was and is a weirdo. He’d told me how much love & respect he had for me and how he wanted to be my friend. He said that it was destiny that I had moved over to D-Yard and in the cell with him. He said that we had even had the same trial attorney, which proved that it was “meant to be.” The dude was a serious “Stan.” When I moved it hurt his feelings like a broad. He was seriously on my dick, even before I met him.
I did my thing on the low, hit my lick for the cell phone and digital recorder. Mike Enemigo was sniffing around. When I got busted with that shit I had him on my list of suspects because that weird muthafucka was jealous. I thought he might have told b/c he was jealous as fuck. But I didn’t care b/c I made 103 songs before they found that shit. I got “Bloc Bizniz”, “U2.5” and my nigga C-Dubb’s “Mob Hits” ready to go, and started working on my next solo album.
Now, if you’re wondering why I didn’t put out Mike Enemigo’s album, for one, the fool has life without the possibility of parole and never had an album out before. Zero fanbase and can’t go promote his shit. Secondly, no one wanted it. I tried to put out “At All Costs and “E: From the Bloc to the Booth” in November of 2008 through Select-O-Hits and that shit went wood. Sold a very small amount of each CD. On top of that, I had a Loki & Cognito album, “Street Legal” and Select-O-Hits refused to even accept it. City Hall told us they wanted new X-Raided, period, before anything else, and the fans told us they wanted to X-Raided solo shit, period. I told that dick rider Mike Enemigo all that and the weirdo thought I was lying b/c I just didn’t want to put out his album. Shit, if I coulda made money, why would I pass it up? The truth is, that shit was wack, the vocals were garbage, and nobody wanted it.
We released “Bloc Bizniz,” “Unforgiven 2.5” and “Mob Hits” on Tuesday, March 16, 2010, and Stan (Mike Enemigo) was jealous and hating. On Wednesday he asked me how my album was doing and told me about a producer he could hook me up with. I told him I don’t’ need to get beats from a muthafucka in the pen with me, and to get off my balls. Thursday I told my few patnas what was going on and it spread among the niggas on the yard that them fools were hating. Just b/c it’s an SNY yard doesn’t mean there ain’t good niggas. They’re trying to go home, make parole without stayin’ in drama and catchin time over shit just like this. But when they heard about Stan joining an SNY gang and trying to get them to push up on me, they got at me like, nah, no way. This weirdo has life without the possibility of parole and he locked it up off the mainline at the Reception Center. He never even hit the mainline yards. Claimed Crip on the streets, Sureno in the County Jail, locked it up at the Reception in the pen, got to an SNY yard and claimed Northern Rider. An SNY gang? Really? Get the fuck out of here. I walked the mainline for nearly a decade with niggas that wanted to kill me and I never ran. I was classified High Notoriety, that’s how I became SNY. This punk ran off the mainline from day one, on my mama. Fuck Mike Enemigo and his SNY gang. Somebody call Pleasant Valley and ask how long he’s been SNY, Ronald Michael Werth # T-76856! This fool is 30 and been here at least four years. SNY at 26? Never did a tour of duty b/c he’s a scary bitch. A skinny white boy who acts black, pretends to be a Mexican, claims to be “Foe,” and says he’s from East Sacramento but is from fuckin Rosemont. Rosemont? Please.
That fool lied to them Northern Riders to be accepted. They ran up on me with a knife, Stan’s celly. Stan had a toothbrush with razor blades on it and his bitch ass tried to stay behind me. I beat that fool’s ass. I got stabbed and sliced because I fought them marks instead of running off. Once I had some help I was able to back up to keep them in front of me and I got in some good shots on Stan and his celly. At the end I was in the middle of the basketball court C-Walking. I didn’t even know I was hurt until it was over, because of the adrenalin.
I was airlifted to the hospital. They took care of me. The staff hooked me up. But what’s funny is that Mike Enemigo, the “Stan” Werth, had to go to the Hospital, too. How you gonna have the element of surprise, a razor blade, and a homie with a knife on me and still get beat up? Mark ass bitch.
I’m straight. I’m doing perfectly fine and we’re already working on my solo album. We’re shooting for 9/21/10 and we shouldn’t have any trouble making that date. We’re doing it more on that G shit than politics or party shit. We’re making some hard core shit. The new solo is going to be RAW. We’re also close to finishing up C-Dubb's solo album, “The Curse of the Gifted” which may have an August release.
I’ll get at y’all again ASAP. Much love to B.Parker, Filthy Rich, C-Dubb, Gangsta Reese, Leviathan, Semi-Auto, Loki (I’m writing you my nigga), and my dude T-Nutty Nutt! And Congratulations to the Brotha Lynch Hung for his success with DAAM!
One Love,
T-H-E Bloc Star…
X-Raided
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