Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…

That’s the best way to describe this album. This will always continue to blow minds lyrically. Today marks it’s 22nd anniversary since it dropped back in 1995.

I like to use music as a medium; a way to describe and relate to a situation. I said in a previous post that the Infamous album molded the Private Runner’s oath.
Only Built 4 Cuban Linx… is one of the many lyrical soundtracks for me and Tougel. Every time I listen to this album it brings back memories of chilling at Tougel’s pad, working on cars and talking about shit that’s on our chest; talking about the moves we need to make in life in order for us to grow.

“We gotta move God, we gotta move God, we gotta migrate. Get the f-, get the fuck outta New York, yaknowhatI’msayin?”
– Ghostface

“I’m not tryna just be sitting on motherfucking 200 thou and acting like I’ma just be a drug dealer all my life son. I got bigger and better plans son.”
– Raekwon

In an interview from 2010 Raekwon states, “When we sat down and did ‘Striving for Perfection,’ we knew how important the intro to an album is. We were coming in as young, scrambling niggas. We had visions—goals and dreams. And when we was saying certain things, shit was relating to niggas’ lives for real. But at the end of the day, we was just trying to let it be known that, Yo, we gonna do this and we ain’t gonna stop. If we fall off, we fall off. But if we get on, this is only the beginning.”

Pretty much how I felt when I formed the Private Runners and made Tougel the first member.

I remember sitting in Tougel’s garage talking to him about shit like that. Preaching the PVT philosophy and him relating to shit. The album playing in the background…

“Get the fuck outta New York Sacramento, yaknowhatI’msayin?” Would be my version. Now I live in San Diego and Tougel lives in Nagoya.

“No man, can judge for another.
But each man must weigh all facts and circumstances,
and find truth in his own judgment of righteousness.
See, the way to evil, balance equality in no man.
For no man is good and bad at the same time.
Either you good, or you bad”


Mischief Night Haunts


 “If you look straight up Montongo St and up the hill you can see a tree that has a part down it and a dent where the driver had supposedly crashed into the tree. Supposedly the boy’s ghost haunts the street and sits on the bench next to the tree at night.”


 It might not look scary to you in the photos but go down that street at night, I dare you. LOL so we left that spot and did some late night haunting of our own.













Happy Halloween y’all!



“I guess it’s all about the bank and how much money’s in it”

“And Half Life, is like half broke.”

Nowadays it’s all about money. Whether its in Hip Hop, other media, and of course the automotive world.

Most (mainstream) “Rap” always talk about money and if someone disagrees with them, the fans of that musician will most likely respond with “he/she has more money than you!” At the end of the day I can care less about your money and what you do with it. The same applies to the automotive world (to me at least). One of the reasons I attend these car shows is to see what people purchase and put into their cars, what’s the new trend setter, etc. Just as I look at Hip Hop artists; I’m more concerned with what you do with your life, I’m already your fan. As I take this all in, I look at myself as well. I’m no baller, hell I’m rocking 13″ stock VX rims on my EG hatch (I do have some spotless HX rims as well!). With tons of money the possibilities are endless. I don’t make that much money, so I choose wisely what I purchase for my car and how I want it to reflect who I am. I’m not trying to be a show stopper. That’s not what a PVT Runner is about. I look at car shows as “night clubs” if you are not dressed to impress, you’re not getting in. I can’t get in. My car is nothing special. That’s not my kind of place. But don’t get me wrong. I have nothing against those folks who want to build their cars in that kind of way, there is nothing wrong with that.


(this photo was taken from my tumblr post)

I would much rather “shine” on the street, just as a Graffiti artist would do with his talent. Bomb the streets, leave his mark and remain low key. Then let the remnants haunt the memories of those who’ve seen it. In the April 2011 issue of Import Tuner, Tatsu Tsuchida said in the article “Bring it back” and I quote “When the hell did the bar for having a dope ride become a dipped undercarriage, ridiculously offset wheels, useless high-dollar accessories, and a trailer to escort to shows? … Have we forgotten our pocket-lint Taco Bell budget, living-under-mom’s-roof, having nothing, yet having-nothing-to-worry-about-past? … I have a new mission: to distance myself from my peers who are in search of the ‘finer things’ and get in touch with the young, broke, speed-hungry kid I once was …” I agree and relate to that 100%.

Catch me haunting the streets.