We heard following story: One man army Techjio stepped on the stage like a chicken in an outfit even my extraverted granny would not dare to wear. He started to lift 160 pounds for some minutes, until he presented his new LCD-namebelt with mirror inverted unicorns and his maiden name blinking in lightspeed. After the half of the audience transcribed the half of their assets to Techjio’s checking account he smiled satisfied and strolled behind the decks unwrapping some anthropomorphic string puppets, resembling the Dirty Dozen, or like my streetluvin momma luvs 2 call them: D12. He started playing with them introverted and presented his megalomaniac biceps, while he pitched his workover for their classic track about drugging up. If this story is true, we’d love to invite Techjio to our homebase hustling in front of our homies and sheltering him for a feeling like home waters on purple pills.

MediaFire: D12 - Purple Pills (Techjio Remix)