Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

building a new studio spot in baden...

this is my box...

these are my walls...

we all leave skin on our buildings...

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

One thing I want to assure them,
If they think I'm gonna change or compromise
My attitude and my way of life or
In my expression or in my goal
What's politics
They are making me stronger
And I am much much stronger now...

Check a blank to the boogie
And up chuck a boogie
To the rhythym of the boogie to be
There it go like simple the plainness
The prominent bassness
Zulu arrangement rockin' amazement
Fly gold, radiating from heaven to pavement
If only years of placement with nothing to play with
God give it to me no body ain't savin' it
Therefore, moving on the base in stammerment?
Standing in the twilight and
watching them get it in
Walls, simmering, the air, simmering
She movin' like more than the airs is glistenin'
Woah now
Testin' your ate in the delirium
Sounding fate booming all over your eminence
Skin on skin again
Put it all, get it all, get in then
Ladies and gentlemen, misters and mistresses
... or entrants and simil men
There it is, boogieman

Simmer down simmer down simmer down now
Simmer down now
Quiet dog, wild hog my god

And the rocket don't stop
and the kids heat up the stovetop
Banging the empire state and navigating the way
Your preservation makes the greatest hip hop
The flow so steady unsteady is boring

Need to get off it
So wack wack is all you can call it
Therefore, movin on the deaf is sumblin
Regardless of... what town your representin
A bullet in the audience settlement
Tower the tenement
I mold through for all of the element
Simmer down
I manage your mayhem
I'm bright as the AM
And you're rocking more like a station
I'm blessed with the fresh from day one
I got it from day done
We all going back to the same one
It's the cost of motivation I'll stay with
Remarkable flavors
That all is a market of greatness

Woah now
Is to get us to buck town
Your girl is in love now
You thought it so funny
Shorty is down, Shoo


Simmer down simmer down simmer down now
Simmer down now
Quiet dog, wild hog let's rock

And we don't stop
See you rock to the rhythm we don't stop
So you maintain the rock and you don't stop
You keep up the rock and you don't stop
Maintain the rock and you don't stop
You keep up the rock and you don't stop
Maintain the rock and you don't stop

Sunday, July 12, 2009

I'm not a hunter but i am told,
that, uh, in places like in the arctic,
indiginous people sometimes might, might, hunt a wolf,
they'll take a double edged blade,
and they'll
put blood on the blade,
and they'll melt the ice and stick the handle in the ice,
so that only the blade is protruding,
and that a wolf will smell the blood and wants to eat,
and it will come and
lick the blade trying to eat,
and what happens is when the wolf licks the blade,
of course, he cuts his tongue, and he bleeds,
and he thinks he's really having a good thing,
and he drinks and he licks and he licks,
and of course he is drinking his own blood and he kills himself,

you have these young brothers out there who think they are getting something
they gonna make a living with,
and they actually think that theres something thats bringing resources to them,
but they're killing themsleves just like the wolf was licking the blade,
and they're slowly dying without knowing it.
thats whats happening to the
community, you with me on that?
thats exactly, precisely what happens to the community,
and instead of blaming the
hunter who put the damn handle and blade in the ice
for the wolf,
that what happens is the wolf gets the blame, gets the blame for trying to live,
thats what happens in our community,

you don't blame the person, the victim,


turn this shit up*****


Sunday, July 5, 2009

In stretched my arms towards the sky like blades of tall grass.

The sun beat in between my shoulders like carnival drums.

I sat still in hopes that it would help my wings grow.

So then I would really be fly.

And then she arrived.

Like day break inside a railway tunnel.

Like the new moon,like a diamond in the mines.

Like high noon to a drunkard,sudden.

She made my heart beat in a now-now time signature.

Her skinny canvas for ultarviolet brushstrokes.

She was the sun's painting.

Her eyes sparkled like lights along the new city.

She lips pursed as if her breath was too sweet and full for her mouth to hold

I said, You are beautiful,distress of mathematics.

I said, For you, I would peel open the clouds like new fruit.

And give you lightning and thunder as dowry.

I would make the sky shed all of its stars like rain.

I would clasp the constellations around your waist and I would make the heavens your cape.

And they would be please to cover you.

They would be pleased to cover you.

May I please,cover you,please.