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a connection to Christmas music and it began in early childhood spurred on by three things. My culture, my family, and my city. I'm a born and raised new Yorker.

star

You lift me to the sky when you're fallin down
My capital city safe and sound
You make it feel like heaven hit the ground

Light wisps around you

action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action

Last Mass of the Caballeros

Public Enemy

There's a Poison Goin' On....

1999

bargained for

Six-pack weasels pumped up by their own press releases
Till the capital ceases
Ain't no difference tween black and white
Except the green

I ain't done with the sound, gotta wait on it
And this mix finna pound, it got weight on it
Sleepy boy keep a round, in the drum put you down
Riot

Sacramento

The Cuf

I Love This Game [Single]

1999

(N8 the GR8)
California Capital mix
The Adolf Wilson House and tricks
You want to close shop on Hip-Hop 
With some bullshit politics (follow me

State of Grace

Talib Kweli

Gravitas

2014

is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found

my life, a lot, and things could have been so much worse for me. I did have the generosity of people that try to keep me safe. There's a story my

To everybody at hip tiv, Mr Ayianimashaun, dizzy thank you
To sound city, Kenny Nr Tajudeen everybody thank you so much
Everybody at Naigezy
Continue you forgot

I'll let a snake get a round, pow pow
Safe in sound, capital cities'll frown, a laugh out of pity will drown out
These clown-bouts, ground-route, let's

popos 
Niggas want that bread so they posted by ya condo
They cutthroat camouflaged in black like commandos 
Extendos the way that shit blows sound like

The mix is outrageous-the thick is contageous,
So be free an try to speak with the freedom of speech,
Cause we speak clear for suburbia street.

These

around
I've got my shit together, you're somewhere in the lost and found
I'm in capital cities because I'm safe and sound
I'm levels above you because

Keep my head up to the sky hope the stars lead the way
Told god to keep me safe on this journey that I take
Foot on the gas fuck the breaks
As I take

They're screaming that they hate America and we're the reason
If you don't feel safe then stop defunding the policemen
You're calling us extremists

Reserve what we've written
Reserve how we wigglin', preserve
How we mix it, our raw sound
It's the finally established of
Small hip-hop resort town
A place

was in the mix
Should've stood in the chrysalis
Focused on the long term benefits
I went to different lengths to spread my gifts with this

to a restaurant that ran out of food
That idea sound good but your stomach ain't full
So ima just do what I do, welcome to Hell's Kitchen
Orange juice, mix the gin

the brakes now
Volume up nigga gotta stay sound
Don't ever get chained up K town
When you get the fucking shovel we gon' make mounds
Mix moves to the oven we

missing the map for my hearts ascend
A sinner by nature but born again
And listen to energy soar
Decision to savor the sentiment
Your spirit will deem whats

bands by the handful
Had to make a new mix, add a couple new samples
Try to make your shit sound eventful
Yeah, man's on Xans had to cancel the rent

the 4h all y'all scream when you hear the sound
I come to your home town
But I still got the crowd
You really think that you safe and sound
So I let off

weak song
Head up in the clouds, smokin' on some loud
Now I feel the sounds, write my thoughts down
Sit back and reminisce, escape into the mix
Cuz I,

better come wit ill shit or real quick you gon find out what the deal is 
No place for the weak it's not safe in the streets 
In the lab decimating these