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Messenger: Ras KebreAB Sent: 9/20/2007 11:41:56 AM
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I was just doing a little remix on my fav. track from what is probably the greatest hiphop album ever made, still needs the finishing touches, but since hiphop has been discussed recently, i thought i would share it.

Ini as Rastafari, must be able to walk among ganstas, thieves,prostitutes, etc, without any confusion, with no fear,ini heavens ever high
yes, Ini come to trample the weeds them, but ini must be careful not to trample the little flowers that are struggling to come into the light

If you want to seperate the good from the bad, you must know what is bad
If you want to help the ghetto youth, first you must know their mind state

So take a peek into the minds of the youths in the streets, take a look into a time and place


Hip hop is dead. Long live hip hop.


http://www.zshare.net/audio/375393543f9817/
or
[URL=http://www.zshare.net/audio/375393543f9817/]nasb.mp3 - 2.20MB[/URL]

One Love, (to the incarcerated)

"One Love"

[Verse One]
Whattup kid? I know shit is rough doing your bid
When the cops came you shoulda slid to my crib
Fuck it black, no time for looking back it's done
Plus congratulations you know you got a son
I heard he looks like you, why don't your lady write you?
Told her she should visit, that's when she got hyper
Flippin, talk about he acts too rough
He didn't listen he be riffin' while I'm telling him stuff
I was like yeah, shorty don't care, she a snake too
Fucking with the niggaz from that fake crew that hate you
But yo, guess who got shot in the dome-piece?
Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones Beach - it's bugged
Plus little Rob is selling drugs on the dime
Hangin out with young thugs that all carry 9's
At night time there's more trife than ever
Whattup with Cormega, did you see 'em, are y'all together?
If so then hold the fort down, represent to the fullest
Say whassup to Herb, Ice and Bullet
I left a half a hundred in your commissary
You was my nigga when push came to shove
One what? one love

[Verse Two]
Dear Born, you'll be out soon, stay strong
Out in New York the same shit is goin on
The crack-heads stalking, loud-mouths is talking
Hold, check out the story yesterday when I was walking
The nigga you shot last year tried to appear like he hurtin' something
Word to mother, I heard him fronting
And he be pumping on your block
Your man gave him your glock
And now they run together, what up son, whatever
Since I'm on the streets I'ma put it to a cease
But I heard you blew a nigga with a ox for the phone piece
WidinŽ on the Island, but now with Elmira
Better chill cause them niggaz will put that ass on fire
Last time you wrote you said they tried you in the showers
But maintain when you come home the corner's ours
On the reels, all these crab niggaz know the deal
When we start the revolution all they probably do is squeal
But chill, see you on the next V-I
I gave your mom dukes loot for kicks, plus sent you flicks
Your brother's buck wyldin' in four maine he wrote me
He might beat his case, 'til he come home I play it low key
So stay civilised, time flies
Though incarcerated your mind (dies)
I hate it when your mum cries
It kinda wants to make me murder, for real-a
I've even got a mask and gloves to bust slugs for one love

[Verse Three]
Sometimes I sit back with a Buddha sack
Mind's in another world thinking how can we exist through the facts
Written in school text books, bibles, et cetera
Fuck a school lecture, the lies get me vexed-er
So I be ghost from my projects
I take my pen and pad for the weekend
hittin nails while I'm sleepin
A two day stay, you may say I need the time alone
To relax my dome, no phone, left the 9 at home
You see the streets have me stressed somethin terrible
Fuckin with the corners have a nigga up in Belleville
Or h.d.m., hit with numbers from 8 to 10
A future in a maximum state pen is grim
So I comes back home, nobody's helpin shorty doo-wop
Rollin two Phillies together in the Bridge we called 'em oowops
He said, "Nas, niggaz could be bustin' off the roof
So I wear a bullet proof and pack a black tres-deuce"
He inhaled so deep, shut his eyes like he was sleep
Started coughing when I peeked to watch me speak
I sat back like the mack, my army suit was black
We was chillin' on these benches where he pumped his loose cracks
I took an l when he passed it, this little bastard
Keeps me blasted he starts talkin mad shit
I had to school him, told him don't let niggaz fool him
'cos when the pistol blows that's when a murdered be the cool one
Tough luck when niggaz are struck, families fucked up
Could've caught your man, but didn't look when you bucked up
Mistakes happen, so take heed never bust up
At the crowd catch him solo, make the right man bleed
Shorty's laugh was cold blooded as he spoke so foul
Only twelve trying to tell me that he liked my style
Then I rose, wiping the blunts ash from my clothes
Then froze only to blow the herb smoke through my nose
And told my little man that I'm a go cyprose, cyprose, cyprose
Left some jewels in his skull that he can sell if he chose

One Love





Messenger: Ras KebreAB Sent: 9/20/2007 1:09:36 PM
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oh ,to any hip hop lovers, plz dont download for now lol
thank you

Blessed Love


Messenger: Ten Sent: 9/20/2007 1:20:10 PM
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Give Thanks I
Hadn't seen the last post and only saw it when I came back to write. I didn't download but heard the remix - nice! Has that underground vibe, keeping it old schl n real - hook sounds so familiar, whose it by? Illmatic def one of the most important ablums in hip hop today and a classic for all time.
Fire Blaze!


Messenger: Ras KebreAB Sent: 9/20/2007 2:14:07 PM
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Blessed Love I Empress give thanks

Billie Holiday


Messenger: ROOK FARI SELAH Sent: 9/20/2007 2:29:19 PM
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YES I THAT WAS THE WICKEDEST HIP HOP ALBUM TO DATE

I TRY TO TELL PEOPLE U CANT SPEAK OF DOWN HERE UNLESS U LIVE DOWN HERE


OUR PEOPLE ARE THE MURDERAS MY DADDY WAS A DRUG DEALER AND ADDICT LATER MURDERED OVER DRUGS ..
MY SISTER IS THE THEIF, PROSTITUTE AND THE MOTHER OF BORN ADDICTED CHILDREN

MY BROTHER IS A BAD BAD MAN SHOTS JAIL NOTHIN DONT STOP HIM OR HER

THATS WHY IM SO SICK OF THIS SHIT
I DONE DID MY BADNESS "PUT IN MY WORK"
AND FOR WHAT ??? WHAT WAS I PROVEN IM FROM DOWN HERE SO DUM AS HELL TOO
AND I STILL DONT NEED ANY ONE SINGIN ABOUT THE SHIT INI REALLY WAS DOIN
LOL
WHEN U HAVE A CONCIOUS

BRAGGIN ABOUT THE EVIL U VE DONE IS THE LAST THING U WANT TO SING ABOUT
THESE RAPPERS ARE ACTORS

PLEASE MY FREINDS ARE DOIN LIFE WITH OUT PAROLE
OUR LAYIN IN WEST LAWN CEMETRY
EVEN DOWN HERE 12 YEAR OLDS ONLY KNOW WHAT THEY ARE TAUGHT
B E T IS RAISIN THEM ...OR THE STREETS IS RAISIN THEM
THERE HAS ALWAYS BEEN PROBLEMS IN THE HOOD
BUT LISTEN TO THE MUSIK THE SAME THINGS WERE GOIN ON IN ISSAC HAYES TIME JAMES BROWN TIME MY GOD LOOK AT MY ELDER /FATHER IN GREENWICH FARM OROGINAL PNP GUN MAN WHO WAS SAVED AT THE RIGHT TIME ,,,, IT DONT GET ANY MORE GULLY THAN WEST KINGSTON AND THE MUSIK WAS STILL LOVE EVEN IF IT WAS A DREAM
LOVE
WAS THE MATTER
THERE IS AWAY FOR US TO GET OUR POINT ACROSS WITH OUT THE RUBBISH
DEGRADING AND DOWNPRESSIN MUSIK
EVEN THE PAY BACK AND PUSHER MAN THEM SONGS HAD TASTE MEANIN CLASS U SEE ME ,,,,IT WASNT PISS ON U ITS ALL ABOUT ME THIS MEMEME AROGANCE IS WHAT MAKE ME SIK
THIS IS JUST I OPINION AS I AM FRUSTARTED WITH BABYLON AND THEIR MUSIK
PS DONT GET I WRONG
WHEN I WAS GROWIN UP IF IT WASNT STONE LOVE OR METRO MEDIA
IT WAS
NAS
WU TANG
TRIBE CALLED QUEST /BOGGIE DOWN PRODUCTIONS KRS 1 SCOTT LA ROCK
DE LA SOUL
SEEN
LEADERS OF THE NEW SCHOOL
STOP VIOLENCE MOVEMENT
X CLAN
PLEASE THAT WAS HIP HOP !!!!!!!!!!!
....
SATAN DID STOP PRAISE JAH HE WAS THE CHEIF MUSICIAN IN JAH COURTS
HE START PRAISE HIM SELF
RAP MUSIK TODAY
IS MY CHAIN MY RIMS MY DOPE MY MONEY MY BITCH SEEN LOOK AT ME ME ME ME OR TEACHIN OUR DAWTERS HOW POP IT TRAININ EM YOUNG TOO
THAT IS SATAN HANDS DOWN


Messenger: Ras KebreAB Sent: 9/20/2007 2:32:26 PM
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lol yes iyah, the i should see i last other post


Messenger: Ras KebreAB Sent: 9/20/2007 2:39:44 PM
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But that is i main point brethren, if the i would ever share thy story of the things the i went through, i would listen humbly and carefully, cuz to know what you went through is to overs what so many youths go through, same way i listen to Nas tell his story, seen

but i know, a different scene today, laffy taffy lol


Messenger: ROOK FARI SELAH Sent: 9/20/2007 2:46:31 PM
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YES KING
I GIVE THANKS STILL U KNOW
THE ARTIST WHO WERE REAL ARTIST SEEM TO BE GONE
WE DONT HAVE OLD TIME NAS U KNOW
NOW THEUY LOST TASTE
THEY ARE PRETTY MUCH SOUR
ONE LOVE


Messenger: Ten Sent: 9/20/2007 2:48:31 PM
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lol i knew it! i don't have that song though. Rook Fari Selah - yes I the 'chain n rimms' stuff really does misrepresent what hip hop is about.


Messenger: ROOK FARI SELAH Sent: 9/20/2007 2:55:24 PM
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I LOVE THIS SUBJECT
BUT I HAVE TO GO CHECK ON MY ELDERS WIFE SHE IS VERY VERY SICK PLEASE KEEP HER IN YOUR PRAYERS HER NAME IS MRS TWILLER
BLESSED LOVE


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