Albums, Hip-Hop, Pop | Timeflies Just Brought Grubeats Out of Retirement.

Posted by Grubeats on March 29, 2018

It’s been a cool ~5 years since I published my last blog and faded off into corporate America. I’m dusty, washed up, real-world slummin’, counting one more grey every time I have my hair cut. It’s a different grind than working my shitty hotel job then cranking out 15 blogs at night back in 2010. Do I wish I could go relive the college life once more? You’re damn right I do. Twice even. Since I now have a cubicle to occupy, I’ve come to the realization that this is no longer a reality. “So Grubeats, why are you back,” you say? I’m back because our day 1 guys Cal and Rez dropped a heater and sent me on a trip back to my younger years.

Our good friend’s Timeflies’ new EP, ‘To Dream’, hit digital outlets last Friday, chalk full of all the feels. Like I said, they took me on a journey. Fast forward to the closing track, “Be Easy”, which is backed by a elementary chorus (which is catchy as hell), pumped with that nostalgia I so desperately need. Those who have been following Timeflies’ from the jump know their story. They came up in an era where the blog game was booming. The Stupay brother’s were the blog game Jordan Belfort and Donnie Azoff – fortunately they did it clean and never ended up under seize by the SEC and FBI. It was a different ballgame back then. Blogging was the meat and cheese sandwiched between Limewire and Spotify. The good ol’ days. Cal and Res capitalized on their unique opportunity and are still here killing it 8+ years later, and for that, I salute them.  Head on over to Timefliesmusic.com, cop/stream their new album and catch them on tour now!  …and shout out for the HOF FNT line in verse 2.

[Verse 2]
I remember taking laps through the quad
Natty in the back of the Jeep with the squad
All the girls laying on our lawn while we’re playing our song
Looking at us like ‘oh my God’
Thinking man if we could just do that
If we could we get a song up on fresh new tracks
If Waldo doesn’t call the cops
If 101 had blocks
If hotongue didn’t get so packed
But Jerry and our peep we were hungry
And ever since they heard me free people love me
64 buzz deep on them rizzer beats
In the back seat of the town and country
No time for stress, I’m blessed, I confess
I’m pressed tryna turn all their no’s into yes
I’m obsessed with being the best
Ain’t no time for rest
I’ma turn lights checkmate into cash cheques

Signing off until 2023, Grubeats.