Mach-Hommy was a man of few words the first time I encountered him. But what I've learned since is he just doesn't like to waste words; he's not big on small talk. He wants the art and the music to speak for itself. He doesn't do appearances, he doesn't give interviews, and he doesn't use social media. 

So when I submitted my request for a sit down, I wasn't sure he'd agree to it.

But he did. He let me know that he was going to be in town supporting the folks at KRAVAT for their product launch... but we could talk afterwards.

So we talked for hours. About Haiti, being Haitian, his grandfather. How he came to be; what he's working toward. Through that came insight into an artist now approximating a cult figure in this thing we call underground hip-hop.

Ladies and gentlemen . . . Mach-Hommy.

casadelowrey.com presents Tea & Converse
Featuring @mach-hommy
Recorded at Gansevoort Park Avenue, New York, NY
Mixed by Paul Murray at 1st Floor Studios, New York, NY

Tea & Converse: Mach-Hommy

(Anonymous Male That Reminded me of a Bitch So This Is His Voice)
I have so much evidence on him I'm going to bury him if he doesn't man up
 
(BLUUDOLO) I did say Friday It is Thursday

(AMTRMBSTHV) Friday it is your perspective is meaningless to me by now call me whatever the fuck you want (laughs)

(BLUUDOLO) Then we can part ways respectfully 

(AMTRMBSTHV) Friday is running out you up I can head over if that works I need to get in to it you took off too soon I had to set shit up on it doesn't work right I hadn't ran into that issue yet if you would've just waited it'll be long done by now

(BLUUDOLO) Calm down kid

(AMTRMBSTHV) I'm calm just being straight up if you don't understand what you witnessed don't come to conclusions I'll come to your house don't like having to put up the dog that's not fair to him try that shit again I'm putting him on you you don't want that

(BLUUDOLO) And you'r not allowed over my house sorry

(AMTRMBSTHV) (laughs) Then your not allowed at mine sorry

(BLUUDOLO) This conversation is so pointless

(AMTRMBSTHV) Apparently so

(BLUUDOLO) So fuck you




I woke up with a fucking smile/
tell you bout this hustle with some style/
crime on the mind conscious child/
no more thinking cents more like the next investment/
steady flying gface grass hectic/

dolo choked up on his ego so no room for a necklace check this/
got my own records now dude/
swear the lines are so damn hurtful burp you/
these rappers aint rappin bout shit too much echo and it lack content/ 
could spit about pussy still it sound like dick/
sick flow on you put you deeper than a six foot pit your gone/

dead stoned no tomb shaking haters over lunch food/
makin my own room they salty im in my peak condition/
not physical im talkin mental im monumental I tried the simple/
survived the fucking habitat a virus can live through/
HIV in ya system who gone stop em I never gave any fucks about bein popular/

Committing lyrical murder game full of hurdles/
gunnin fuck running I stumble for no obstacle/
impossible to block this dude Kareem Abdul Jabar em/ 
starving carve lines sharper than barber blades nigga regardless/




we die like Logan/ 
couple years cut me tongue out just so you could listen/ 
even getting cotton branded/
never sit on any weight they cant fucking stand it/ 
many of my worst lows were the best highs/
we live to die inside respect moms nigga sober up/

unrelatable disguised within common mistakes to be debated amongst college creatives with real Cleveland niggas  and like two Kent hoes whoa/ 

fast intimacy always get the best of me/
it drives shit apart and I always take the scenic believe it/
attracted to coke curves bordering bulimic/
raps got me selfish pushing every one away ive seen it/

moms taught me patience/ 
she said its worth the wait if/
you see ya fucking chance dont hesitate to take it/
kick in the front door from behind the arch no faking/
shells full of rock im that raw/ 
take it all fuck a grain of it/

monsoon coming soon/ 
sapling in the wind today/
better to bend than break/ 
word to my parents they were great/ 
sorry being a dropout the distance ignorance pawn jewels not accepting this gift fuck that/ 
or my rugged ass Cleveland approach to it/ 
for the disappointment for seen worrying those for living one step in front and outside of the law they got a glass jaw/

I have no regrets second chance do it all again just evade some feds/

and hopin to hit nothing lower than your head/ 
the only time you'd ever see blue covered in red/ 
hell yea I fuck fans/ 
reminiscing of cincy everything in ya room now herbs in the wall/ 
nigga still use a type writer no errors in the message that i pass on gone/





(skit)




gotta game of Pictionary should've used that bitch/
instead finding inspiration over slit writs/ 
that's a self diss like my head so big/ 
that recent bolder on my shoulder startin look like small chips,

aint shit free tho/

...FULL LYRICS AT BLUUDOLO.BANDCAMP.COM

Muhammed Smith

BLUUDOLO

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