Biography...
Slim 2 Phat-“rhymes blow up so phat he's too big for his britches”
Drawing upon such eclectic musical influences as oft-forgotten hip hop
pioneer Chubb Rock (the Chubbster, word up!), Bobby Brown, and
late-career John Denver, Slim 2 Phat got his rapping start in a sleepy
mountain town in Western North Carolina. It was there, where he and
future collaborator Randi Raheem worked the 3-6 A.M. shift at the
local Hardee's that – legend has it – the incomparable duo first
dropped a rhyme. Randy had just pulled up a steaming fry basket and
remarked how hard it was for a homosexual muslim to get any love in
the small town. Slim, concentrating on glazing a batch of cinnamon
raisin biscuits, said that he himself found Randi's orientation a bit
"puzzlin." And – awww yeah – history was thus made. In recent years,
Slim has taken time off from "da game" to pursue non-hip hop
interests. Working for several years as an egg collector on a gator
farm in Florida's steamy panhandle before teaching French
post-structuralism at the Sorbonne, he brings together these disparate
experiences in rhymes that are equally indebted to the flow of hip
hop's golden period (Tribe Called Quest, De La Soul, etc.), the spirit
of Master P / No Limit crew (unhhhh…), the verse of Shel Silverstein,
and the worldview portrayed in Sylvester Stallone's action epic
"Cobra." Slim is ecstatic to have reunited with former
partner-in-rhyme (in the platonic sense, of course) Randi and gives
much props to the all-star crew that he has assembled.
The game done changed…
Randi Raheem - “the homosexual muslim always tryin' to puzzle ‘em”
Growing up in the ghetto of Palm Beach and listening to the likes of 2
Live Crew, Big Daddy Kane and Salt n Pepa, Randi Raheem was destined
to become one of hip hop's leading lyricists and producers.
After a brief, yet violent relationship with Suge Knight in 2000,
Randi decided enough was enough and got with his long time homeboy
Slim 2 Phat to form the now defunct rap duo, Moflo Mofo's.
Randi and Slim enjoyed uncanny success for rookie rhymsters. It was
when Talib Kwali broke the fragile heart of Randi that the group
brokeup due to Randi's depresion and seclusion.
But the boys are back now, stronger than ever with newest cocreator,
Tres Bien. The three hip hop allstars have assembled a dream team of
sorts to bring you the Intra-Continental Posse.
Tres Bien a.k.a. JDizzy a.k.a. Jimmy Jackson
Obreazy the Sleazy - “makin' amends”
Stumblin' Steve
B-Rock a.ka. the game a.k.a. Aga Khan a.k.a. The Prince of Persia
"The Minnesota snow couldn't freeze your flow." My pop used to say this to me when I was still pimpin' Pampers. He knew one day the rap world would call me like Gabriel to Muhammed. But when I saw the angel Gabriel, he didn't tell me to "Read," instead he asked me to "Rhyme." I was scared but he told me, "Never fear, you must rap with no shame Never fear, you must rap with no fame Do this & the world will always remember 'The Game' From this day forth, now that is your name." I wasn't rhymin' yet when I met up with Slim on the hardwoods of Lipscomb. We were students of hip-hop, learning all we could from Yo MTV Raps trading cards. Years later he introduced me to R-dub and J-Dizzot. After that, well, you know the rest...we blew up like you knew we would. Peace, Love, & Soul.
The Game aka B-Rock
W.L.B .- “world's laziest bastard”
Diggidy blunder- "the bitch spliter"
Diggity was born in the infamously dangerous ghettoes of
Spartanburg, SC. Rejected by his classmates for being too
"street wise", D.B. was forced to purchase his first gat at
the tender age of seven. It wasn't long before Blunder was
livin' large and pimpin out all the hoes. When his classmates
noticed how phat Diggity was and how all the ladies wanted to
get with him, they immediately sought out positions in his
posse which consisted of local carnival workers. Rather than
let these kids, the very ones who rejected him in elementary
school, Blunder had the whole lot of them stripped and
burned alive. Some say even to this day you can smell the
burnt remains of the 145 children who died that day in
Spartanburg. Since then, Diggity had been traveling the world
in search for some dope-ass rhymes. Finally he met up with
Rhandi and the rest is the stuff of legend. Nobody messes
with the D.B. now, because they know what will be in store for
them. Holla
white brian- "insurance man"
Proteus- aka Kevin Boombayeigh, aka the Wanderer
Born autistic, Kevin Boombayeigh refused to speak with
his own species, but was gifted with an intimate
affinity for animals and an intuitive understanding of
their methods of communication. By the time he could
walk, he began wandering from home, spending most of
his days under the tutelage of squirrels and pigeons.
His family, terrified by his voracious nibbling, tired
of cleaning his persistent territorial urinations, and
desperate for cash, sold him to a travelling band of
unscrupulous Shaolin monks who exploited him for
manual labor until recognizing his fighting potential.
It was here that Boombayeigh contributed the Pigeon
and Squirrel styles to the Shaolin canon. Eventually,
he ended up fighting in the Street Fighter circuit,
where his sharpened senses and survival instincts
earned him a flawless record and a rabid cult
following whose mantra "BOOMBAYEIGH" lifted them onto
a spiritual plane that they celebrated by
ritualistically feeding upon the dead bodies of his
opponents. In a heighly anticipated bout, Boombayeigh
was knocked silly by E. Honda's Hundred Hand Slap. He
awoke to the flesh-crazed eyes of his followers who
were intent on simultaneously making him into a martyr
and a meal. Rising from the ashes of his only defeat,
Boombayeigh was reborn as Proteus, and this is when he
first spoke to his own people in the form of a
blistering rhyme to wake them from their hypnotic
state. Disillusioned by the senseless violence of the
world, he travels North America unplugging minds from
the matrix with his metamorphic mastery of metaphor.
