RIP Cortez Lilly

this was the story from the washington, post

NE Teen Killed in Hit and Run; Man Arrested in Incident

Tuesday, July 24, 2007; 12:14 PM

D.C. police have arrested a man in a hit-and-run accident last night in which a teen on a stolen motorcycle was killed, authorities said today.

The teen, Cortez Durrell Lilly, died after he collided with a pick-up truck at about 10:30 p.m., police said. The incident took place on East Capitol Street, near 55th Street in Northeast.
The driver of the truck fled the scene but was later arrested by police.

Lilly lived in the 5300 block Clay Terrace NE.

-- Allison Klein



last night at 2am i got a text from my sister that read
"Cortez passed in a motorcycle accident."
my heart was broken.
he was only 17 years old.
he had just gotten home from being away far too long.
he was a brother,
a father,
a friend,
he was my little cousin.
i love you, and i will miss you.

GOD i know he was flawed, but i pray you see his heart and forgive him for the wrong he has done.
i pray you will except him into your arms.

three people who inspire me...

friday night aka i HATE jose'

yo i wasn't going to say anything about this...
so friday night i went to sugarhill with my boy duane.
those of you who know me, know that i can occasionally get carried away when i am partying.
anyway
i'm in the club having a fantastic time.
the dj was spinning some cool shit, so i was heavy into my 2 step. (no unk)
we make are way to the bar and i order 2 shots of jose' and 2 coronas.
when the bartender turned to grab the bottle i noticed on the back of her pants was the word TROUBLE.
i should have taken this as a sign, but i kept on rolling.
so 1 hour and 6 trips to see TROUBLE later the story starts to get a little fuzzy.
the last thing i remember was duane and i were at the bar both trying to get at the bartender (no t.pain)
that's about the time things start to get dark....

so the next morning when i awake i realize 10 things
1) i am alive
2) damn my head hurts
3) damn my face feels like shit
4) damn the sun is killing me
5) i have no idea where i am
6) oh shit i am laying outside of the club
7) damn, they got me for my money and my cellphone
8) i can't find duane
9) i HATE jose'
10) last night was crazy (no gnarls)

peace family

okay, okay...
i'm starting this blog to document the process of recording my first ep.
i think i am going to name it "new soul order... the birth of soul-hop".
i'm still working with the title but as of this moment, thats what i feel like calling it.
damn, i apologize.
i neglected to introduce myself.
my name is lee and i represent the soul-hoppers.
i'm from dc and currently live in atlanta.
anyway...
i am a singer, writer, producer, lover, fighter, teacher, student, brother, son, friend, philosopher, bullshit artist, etc...
i am a lot of things to a lot of different people so i will let you decide on who i am to you.

so there is the introduction