About Brick
Brick's Philosophy
BRICK IS PISSED. You know what drives him insane? The fact that every white artist these days thinks their whole thing is to rap about their little crybaby problems, like “Womp womp, my heart’s broken, life sucks, blah blah blah.” Seriously? SERIOUSLY? It’s the same damn song, the same “I’m sad because I got dumped and now I’m gonna cry in my rhymes” nonsense, and it’s getting OLD. You ever hear a white rapper talk about anything other than their feelings for five seconds? NOPE.
Brick is out here just burning with frustration because it’s like they’re trying to manufacture sadness to get sympathy points. And the worst part? They don't even mean it! It’s just an act, a way to get people to feel sorry for them. Newsflash: we’re not here for your emotional crutch. We want energy, we want FIRE, we want raw, unapologetic rap that’s about something real—NOT some whiny, pity party about your sad little love life.
Brick’s philosophy? Throw that "heartbreak" trash in the garbage. Keep it real. Keep it unapologetically loud. Rap about something with teeth, something with guts. Stop with the overproduced, auto-tuned, crybaby “heartbreak” loops that make you sound like a broken record. If Brick wanted to hear that, he’d go listen to some pop ballad, not rap. He wants bars that make you think, that make you feel something for real, not just for attention.
So no, Brick’s not here for that weak “oh, my heart’s broken” nonsense. He’s tired of hearing the same whiny loops, the same sad sob stories dressed up like it’s deep. It’s not. It’s lazy. And Brick hates lazy.
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