The Empire
44 is the shadow you feel, not the light you see. Born from pain, built on truth — we don’t chase the crown, we carry it. Brick by brick, we stand where others fall. Harlem’s heart, Gotham’s grit. We speak in silence, strike with purpose. This ain’t for show — it’s for those who know. Loyalty. Legacy. Power. 44 forever.
Origins
Raised in Harlem weather — rain on steel, thunder in the chest.
Ethos
Loyalty over hype. We don’t follow scenes — we build citadels.
Craft
Heavy fabrics, clean lines, storm-proof details. Built to last.