raymond reece

how's that shit for an outro? reece / 22 / empire

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“aye, c’mere. sit right here and tell me what you think of this beat. i feel like it’s missing something, but...i really don’t know what at this point. shit, this is why i shouldn’t procrastinate.” his eyes stayed glued to the rubick’s cube as he messed around with it for the twentieth time during this session.

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“we used to be crazy in love. can we go back to how it was? when did you get too comfortable? ‘cause I’m too good for that. just remember that,” she read aloud to the other, eyes scanning the rest of the empty page. “ay, por favor. tell me this doesn’t sound like mierda pura ‘cause i have no idea where i’m going with this song.”

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“you know what i do when i’m hittin’ writers block? i listen to the potential beat. the beat always helps get your ideas rollin’.” he responded, leaning against the door frame before inviting himself in. “or i can just...help out a little.”

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“ okay, so i went to the park today and got stuck in one of the baby swings. it’s always me that this stuff happens to. “

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“so wait, your ass actually fit in that baby swing? god is real.”

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peaches and cream played loudly through a tiny stero while deshawn walked out of the lyon dynasty buidling. it had been a long day of meetings, writing, signing papers, and yet there he was bumping and hollering as he headed for his car. “if my next album don’t sound like a 112 comeback—” he joked.

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“----man, if you don’t relax. what happened to our 112 ‘dance with me’ comeback, though? we gotta give james corden somethin’ to cover during carpool karaoke.”

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alright, i guess this is the part where i introduce my child --

birth name. andres remingo vergara medina 

given name (adopted name). raymond reginald reece

birth parents. unknown father & lydia medina (deceased) 

adoptive parents. karen & robert reece

accent. minimal, certain words at this point.

birth siblings. none

adoptive siblings. lisa, kimberly, reyna, & gracie reece

birthdate. april 9th 1994

drugs. recreational. 

drinking. daily 

smoking. no

      born in colombia to a prositute, andres grew up in an environment unfit for a child. his mother was constantly gone, being taken care of by his maternal grandmother who was ailing and aging all at the same time. as his grandmother grew sicker, his mother was forced to take her child back under her wing. with her constant relapsing to cocaine and heroine, lydia unfortunately succumbed to her deadly addiction. 

     when child protection found andres next to his dead mother, they quickly took andres to his next significant: his grandmother. finding that his grandmother was physically and mentally unable to care for him anymore, andres was sent to an orphanage at the age of three. 

    among a visit to colombia with her family, karen reece laid eyes on the young child. hearing his story, karen felt a sudden wash of maternal instinct. after convincing her husband to deal with the long adoption process, andres medina was now raymond reginald reece. 

    quiet in the beginning, reece was unable to grasp the english language. with intense tutoring from linguistic professionals however, he was able to speak fluently by the age of seven. in a family with money and prominence in their small new england town, raymond was still looked at as an outsider. while his sisters were out with their friends, reece was listening to old hip hop albums. upon his arrival in america and he first heard that NWA mix, he couldn’t get away from it.

    ignoring his family life, he was blind to the fact of his father’s alcoholism and his mother’s excessive control issues. the both of his parents were constantly fighting, mostly about the fact they lost a lot of friends due to the adoption of raymond. his headphones were however constantly on his head, giving the colombian native an escape from the world that crumbled around him. when raymond turned fifteen however, his father expectantly left the house and since has been out of the family’s life causing raymond to blame his mother for his father’s absence. 

    on a trip to new york with his mother and sisters when he was sixteen, raymond was forced to mingle and dine with a few of his mother’s friends. the throat cinching tie and the urge to get away from the group of gawking women, raymond found himself in the neighborhoods of brooklyn. listening to a couple of teenagers his age freestyling against each other, raymond found himself soon in the mix. his rhymes were fire, his rhythm was fierce. they were surprised that a boy with an accent as thick as his could rap so clean. and not nonsense either, real shit. 

    moving to new york at the age of eighteen, raymond ignored college. dropping out, he found himself trying to sell his own mixtapes. refusing any help from his mother, he wanted to know the struggle his birth mother went through. soon his tape found it’s way to the hands of Empire’s A&R exec and soon, Lucious Lyon himself. determined to have a kid who’s got a story to tell, Lucious called raymond in. by the end of his eighteen years, raymond was signed to empire entertainment. 

     “he creates music as if there’s no grammy to win. this kid really loves what he’s doing.” - lucious lyon on reece. 

( message me if ya wanna plot, or like this & i’ll come to you)

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