Status: Single
City: 732
State: New Jersey
Country: US
Signup Date: 12/2/2008
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Tuesday, December 08, 2009
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Current mood:  touched
Category: Music
Incredible lyrics... This song is a masterpiece as is a lot of songs on Battle Studies. Go check out the album. I think it's the best album I've heard this year (YES, EVEN BETTER THAN STREET HOP). Damn, can I relate to this shit. "Love is really nothing but a dream that keeps waking me". That line took made my heart skip a few beats. His wording is so incredible as is the emotion within his voice. He makes what he's singing sound so genuine. And I guess it's crazier for me because I don't have to try to fit in his shoes because I can stand within my own and still sit in the pocket of every emotion expressed within those words.
"There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me...."
Yeah... I just don't know what else to say. When I first heard this du' wayyyyyyyy back in the day, I thought he was on some bubble gum cornball shit and then I listened to Continuum (his last album) and thought it was an absolute masterpiece. So of course, I'm gonna check out the new album and he didn't let down whatsoever. The best album of '09 and he followed up a masterpiece (a step higher than classic, IMO) with another classic. Def'nitely check out Continuum and Battle Studies. Great albums. SUPPORT GOOD MUSIC. Young and full of running Tell me where is that taking me
Just a great figure eight
or a tiny infinity.
Love is really nothing
but a dream that keeps waking me.
For all of my trying
we still end up dying;
how can it be?
Don't say a word; just come over and lie here with me
'cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see.
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe.
There, I just said it; I'm scared you'll forget about me.
So young and full of running
all the way to the edge of desire.
Steady my breathing, silently screaming
I have to have you now.
Wired and I'm tired;
think I'll sleep in my clothes on the floor.
Or maybe this mattress will spin on its axis
and find me on yours.
Don't say a word;just come over and lie here with me
'cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see.
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe.
There, I just said it; I'm scared you'll forget about me.
Don't say a word;just come over and lie here with me
'cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see.
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe.
There, I just said it;I'm scared you'll forget about me.
 | Currently listening: Battle Studies By John Mayer Release date: 2009-11-17 |
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Friday, September 11, 2009
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Current mood:  calm
Category: Music
I literally get over 50 collab requests per month and I used to say: "Send me the joint with an empty slot and if I like it, I'll get on." At this point, I'm just gonna take advantage of all the collab requests sent out to me. I need to start grindin' 'n makin' guap so if you want me on a joint, I'ma start charging $50 a verse. If you want me layin' down a hook as well, it's $75.
If you're interested, hit me up in a message. SERIOUS INQUIRIES ONLY. Don't waste my time.
Once I get the money, I'll have the verse recorded and sent back to you within a week.
The only way I'll collab with you otherwise is if I'm REALLY REALLY feelin' your shit and so far, on Myspace, that hasn't happened yet with the exception of less than an handful of cats.
Thank you very much. Watch for the album "Sayonara" coming on Christmas. I'm promising a fuckin' classic! I'ma change the way a lotta ya'll look at hip hop.
K.I.M. KEEP IT MOVIN'! It's the movement I move wit... AND -1-
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
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Current mood: OVER IT!
Category: Music
They did it again. INCREDIBLE. Another hit single with ill content, extremely musical, and just an ILLLLLL SONG! This is what hip hop needs more of (even tho' his flow was off minor on a few spots). NASTY SONG! Can't wait 'til Lasers (his album). Gonna be FIRE!
YESSIR! SUPPORT GOOD MUSIC! I'm gonna make this my anthem. I needed a song like this. Opening/Hook:
Look Up in the Sky.
Now Look Up in the Sky.
Look Up in the Sky
You thought I was down.
You thought I was gone.
Thought I wasn't around.
You thought I left you alone.
But look Up in the Sky.
Just look Up in the Sky.
See that I’m everywhere
Everywhere
Shining Down on You.
Verse 1:
Well, well
Is that our little author?
Coming back; Humming his hymns a little altered.
Your attention; Put back on the flow like a department of water
Take it off of the door like little Walter
Chess? Yes. Baby, I’m Jerry Lawler
Rebel with a cause; Outlaw with the lawyer
Judge, jury like a loo; Rap name Lupe but my daddy named me Warrior
This is his memorial. Shoo
Hook:
You thought I was down.
You thought I was gone.
Thought I wasn't around.
That I left you alone.
But Look Up in the Sky.
Just look Up in the Sky.
See that I’m everywhere
Everywhere
Shining Down on You.
Verse 2:
[auto-tuned]No, I ain’t the nigga trying to get a liquor line
When I be scripting lines; Want this petition signed.
It says I'm sick of dying; Sick of this prison time.
I really love my people; I'm sick of pimping mine.[auto-tuned]
Now if you autotune that shit
We can hear the songs from that Opera groomed fat bitch
Telling is not the pursuer just the shoe like a blacksmith
We're trapped, and moving round in circles like it’s chap stick
And that's the same encircled way of thinking that we chat with
We'll rap this, around your head like a bandanna’s fabulous
Used to wrap his hat's with; Rather being F.E.D.S. instead of National Geographics
Well, I’m not having it, now.
Hook:
You thought I was down.
You thought I was gone.
Thought I wasn't around.
That I left you alone.
But Look Up in the Sky.
Just look Up in the Sky.
See that I’m everywhere
Everywhere
Shining Down on You
Verse 3:
So, I say hello and this is for the third time
To everybody out there who ain’t never heard of mine
And if you have then you know you ain’t never heard lying
Lu don’t move. No cow herds, you only heard lines
Not a facade cherisher, I’d rather have the scars
I don’t idolize America, I’m dancing with the stars
Uh huh. All of them? Yea, they are, too.
You look up and you see us Shining Down on you.
Hook:
You thought I was down.
You thought I was gone.
Thought I wasn't around.
That I left you alone.
But Look Up in the Sky.
Just look Up in the Sky.
See that I’m everywhere
Everywhere
Shining Down on You
Shining Down on You
Shining Down on You
Shining Down on You
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Thursday, May 28, 2009
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Current mood:  blah
Category: Life
Joe Budden - The Future I feel like I'm ahead of my time, like I'm ahead lets rewind I feel like I've never felt feel like I'm ahead of my prime I feel like my feelings feel like they maybe feel intertwined 'tween incognito and shine I'm being caught in the lime feel like I'm stuck in a fight when the future ain't feelin bright I put the pencil down, feeling unwanted, and go on strike but then I'm struck by the light that ain't how you properly strike but the ball be over the plate and they still don't call it a strike I mean I honestly try, I feel like I try in vain start doin a lil different shit always just stay the same theres a good in every bad when theres loss I know theres gain I appreciate the love but I'm living with all the pain I hate when the sun is out, but love whenever it rains and God be sending me signs like my future is preordained my timing keep gettin fucked, the wires still havent came and all I do is object but my shit ain't never sustained wonder if I keep on trying then will I finally attain wonder if I'll ever feel like I got nobody to blame, MAYNE!
I want 'em to understand but still I'm misunderstood I keep on taking suggestions I'm wondering if I should I know you see the potential, I know you see that I could Bumpin Ludacris, 'Child Of The Night' was well put Why is everything so BAD for me FEEL so GOOOOODDDD I know niggaz that never made it everybody would sweat him He jumped out the whole park, NBA never met him What good is being open if the guards never fed him He'd have been the illest nigga but niggaz just never let him
Pharoahe Monch - The Truth Sorta similar to the way static electricity sting see Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror Visions of yourself and error could never be clearer The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside But in the inside. On the outside you frontin' you lovely The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth
Notorious BIG - Suicidal Thoughts When I die, fuck it I wanna go to hell Cause Im a piece of shit, it aint hard to fuckin tell It dont make sense, goin to heaven wit the goodie-goodies Dressed in white, I like black tims and black hoodies God will probably have me on some real strict shit No sleepin all day, no gettin my dick licked Hangin with the goodie-goodies loungin in paradise Fuck that shit, I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
I know my mother wished she got a fuckin abortion She dont even love me like she did when I was younger Suckin on her chest just to stop my fuckin hunger I wonder if I died, would tears come to her eyes? Forgive me for my disrespect, forgive me for my lies And squeeze, until the beds, completely red Im glad Im dead, a worthless fuckin buddah head The stress is buildin up, I cant, I cant believe suicides on my fuckin mind I want to leave, I swear to God I feel like death is fuckin callin me Naw you wouldnt understand (nigga, talk to me please) You see its kinda like the crack did to pookie, in new jack Except when I cross over, there aint no comin back Should I die on the train track, like remo in beatstreet People at the funeral frontin like they miss me
Lupe Fiasco - The Coolest I love her, with all my heart Every vein, every vessel Every bullet lodged With every flower that I ever took apart She would be my queen. I could be her king. Together She would make me cool. And we would both rule, forever And I would never feel pain And never be without pleasure, ever, again And if the rain stops and everything's dry She would cry just so I can drink the tears from her eyes
Lauryn Hill - Forgive Them Father Beware the false motives of others Be careful of those who pretend to be brothers And you never suppose it's those who are closest to you, to you They say all the right things to gain their position Then use your kindness as their ammunition To shoot you down in the name of ambition, they do
It took me a little while to discover Wolves in sheep coats who pretend to be lovers Men who lack conscience will even lie to themselves, to themselves A friend once said, and I found to be true That everyday people, they lie to God too So what makes you think, that they won't lie to you
Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them, forgive them Forgive them father for they know not what they do Forgive them, forgive them
Eminem - Rock Bottom I feel like I'm walkin a tight rope without a circus net I'm popping Percocet. I'm a nervous wreck I deserve respect but I work a sweat for this worthless check Bout to burst this tech, at somebody to reverse this debt Minimum wage got my adrenaline caged Full of venom and rage .... I pray that god answers, maybe I'll ask nicer Watching ballers while they flossing in their pathfinders These overnight stars becoming autograph signers We all long to blow up and leave the past behind us Along with the small fries and average half pinters While playa haters turn bitch like they have vaginas Cause we see them dollar signs and let the cash blind us Money will brainwash you and leave your ass mindless Snakes slither in the grass spineless
My life is full of empty promises And broken dreams I'm hoping things will look up But there ain't no job openings I feel discouraged hungry and malnourished Living in this house with no furnace, unfurnished And I'm sick of working dead end jobs with lame pay And I'm tired of being hired and fired the same day But fuck it, if you know the rules to the game play Cause when we die we know were all going the same way It's cool to be player, but it sucks to be the fan When all you need is bucks to be the man Plus a luxury sedan Too comfortable and roomy in a six They threw me in the mix With all these gloomy lunatics
Coldplay - Sparks Did I drive you away? I know what you'll say. You'll say, "Oh, sing one we know" But I promise you this, I'll always look out for you. That's what I'll do.
And sing "oh" I'll sing "oh"
My heart is yours. It's you that I hold on to. That's what I'll do. But I know I was wrong, And I won't let you down. (Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah I will, yes I will…) Common feat. Will.I.am - I Want You Once the love was strong Now it's long, long gone 'cause the pain, came down as a storm I remained, holding on 'cause I want you, 'cause I want you I want you, I want you
I've been thinking 'bout, I've been thinking about I've been thinking 'bout you lately Thoughts take me to when we were close Addicted to your love, feel I need another dose I know it's a feeling that should be long gone Things seem to come up when I hear our song Golden brown girl, it seemed so long Since I heard your voice, where did the king go wrong? Emotions that, that they linger on I guess 'cause I never knew a love so strong So many hot girls I need your warm The taste of your mouth girl I need your warm Good food and love I need your warm This here was made before we were born A dreamer so I'm a keep dreaming on It's kind of like 'The Breakup' with Jen and Vince Vaughn They say you don't know, know, know what you got Till what you got is gone Yeah I write such and such, you're a lot but the feelings not as strong We were like 2 birds that were able to fly I try to pick the right words to say to the sky Some days I would try but wasn't able to cry I never been good at saying goodbye I take a deep breath when the times is hard When I reminisce over you, my God The scent of a room that reminds me of you A hint of perfume it reminds me of you Take a look at the moon it reminds me of you Hope the stars and the gods align me and you
Kanye West - Coldest Winter On lonely nights I start to fade (On lonely nights I start to fade) Her love is a thousand miles away (Her love is a thousand miles away) Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend will I ever love again Memories made in the coldest winter
It's 4am and I can't sleep (It's 4am and I can't sleep) Her love is all that I can see (Her love is all that I can see) Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend will I ever love again
Memories made in the coldest winter Winter, winter
Goodbye my friend will I ever love again Goodbye my friend will I ever love again Goodbye my friend will I ever love again Goodbye my friend will I ever love again
If spring can take the snow away (If spring can take the snow away) Can it melt away all of our mistakes (Can it melt away all of our mistakes) Memories made in the coldest winter Goodbye my friend I won't ever love again Never Again
Talib Kweli - Lonely People At all costs, gotta be in the club Lookin' for happiness or the meaning of love Then it hit him, out the blue like a vision All of a sudden he don't like the way he been livin' And wanna be forgiven How I know? Cuz I'm right there wit' him Blank stares like nobody care In a room so exclusive nobody there But really, truth is that nobody there Cuz it's feelings inside that nobody share
Joe Budden - All of Me Look, they say tomorrow's not promised, but if it was I wouldn't get open Wouldn't get souped; them shits was made to be broken
She just takin' everything I say out of context I'm tryin not to black, I'm like a nigga wit a complex Was mad as a FUCK, didn't even show it Yesterday was better off, didn't even know it Complete role reversal so it's usless these days TV got real, music went fake Please help her for God's sake When I proposed to the game I figured life was merry 5 years later I'm feelin like Tyler Perry Maybe I'm exhausted, maybe I just lost it Maybe I should pick up a pen and try 'n force it Same old story, guts and no glory They tryna low ball me, do him like Joe Torre I reintroduced myself to the world, I'M JERZ I'm a artist, I paint pictures, I don't rhyme words More than a rapper I pay attention to detail But how I do in retail tells me if I prevail Leadin all the way see these trials and tribulations Foul situations with some mild stipulations I feel like being a addict cuz it hurts But somethin 'bout dude makes bad shit worse Look, its three types of niggas in this world: Ya know? So you either gon' make shit happen OR Watch shit happen OR not know what happened
I ain't ig'nant, just because I exercise spiritually They try to ignore how I exercise lyrically I thought I had a great job Back when niggas loved the culture, wasn't in it for the money like a A-Rod Even when I'm spittin bout current events It's a sublime sayin 'Who's more current than him?' So I'm wonderin, if a higher power's tryna underman When you shoot for the stars, sometimes your gun'll jam I ain't been to Summer Jam I learned from Lupe: when you Dumb It Down its just harder to understand The Geto Boys say its all in the mind Certain wounds only heal over time No shame in my game. No pain no gain And since I ain't see a profit I figured God would stop it Waitin on a alley, niggas just won't lob it Now I'm walkin side by side with an angel In front of my eyes that prize keep gettin' dangled But can't grab at it, my pride is being strangled Workin shorty's nerves like a personal trainer But it's me, its personal, it ain't her Friends keep tellin me "Leave her," I won't Cuz she sees somethin in me that I DON'T And I see somethin' in her that ya'll won't If u never been in love don't tell me I'm wrong See I preach gratitude, she keeps an attitude Argue long enough and that shit becomes laughable My norm now since for her it's so natural Wish I could tell that to all them niggas after you So not compatible, that we compatible Its nothin else in this world that we would rather do Anybody out there relate to my pain? Turn the music up let me know that I'm sane
Joe Budden - Broken Wings The voices ain't leave yet, they just gettin' they feet wet Eyes red, I'm up, ain't been to sleep yet Damn near two days, ain't even eat yet If you don't wanna bounce, 'least take a little recess When I make small steps toward making it global My tight knit circle turns into a oval Filled with motha fuckas just pretendin' they know you These snakes in the grass'll do whatever to coax you Since they wanna hem you quick I walk around like a Ginsu's tip And that's just to get a mental grip You don't feel what the pencil scripts Then eight times outta ten you ain't been through shit When you hear Joe you hear the conviction and diction That open emotion, devotion is different Real talk of when he ain't have a pot to piss in He ain't have a car not one rock to glisten I'm giving 'em non-fiction, conning his addictions Ya'll got the easy job, just listen But you don't hear a peep outta me About the black face goin' on and the sheep leadin' sheep Let me teach you a little something 'bout depression Ain't shit you could do to me I ain't already thought about doing to myself I'm the voice for the youth that's living with no reason Fuck record sales, I give 'em something to believe in If your day starts in that broken home Though we never met, 'least they feel like they not alone
Joe Budden - Through the Wire Or 'cause the masses didn't go through it first hand Maybe they couldn't understand The trials of a kid who never graduated Maybe they'd rather hear some bullshit that's fabricated
Maybe if i rap bout buying the bar out or the jewelry I got then y'all niggas will listen to that But listen, know now that this is my whole style I can't rap that other shit, I don't know how All the hate shit on me, and the fakeness I see I write the real and you can't take that from me
Eminem - Beautiful Lately, I've been hard to reach I've been too long on my own Everyone has their private world Where they can be alone Are you calling me Are you trying to get through Are you reaching out for me I'm reaching out for you
I'm just so fuckin' depressed. I just can't seem to get out this slump If I could just get over this hump but I need something to pull me out this dump I took my bruises, took my lumps fell down and I got right back up But I need that spark to get psyched back up in order for me to pick the mic back up I don't know how or why or when I ended up in this position I'm in I'm startin' to feel distant again so I decided just to pick this pen ... up and try to make an attempt to vent but I just can't admit Or come to grips that I may be done with rap, I need a new outlet And I know some shit, so hard to swallow but I just can't sit back and wallow In my own sorrow but I know one fact, I'll be one tough act to follow One tough act to follow. I'll be one tough act to follow Here today, gone tomorrow, but you'd have to walk a thousand miles I think I'm startin' to lose my sense of humor. Every thing's so tense and gloom. I ...almost feel like I got to check the temperature of the room. Just as soon as I walk in, it's like all eyes on me. So I try to avoid any eye contact 'Cause if I do that, then it opens the door for conversation, like I want that I'm not looking for extra attention I want to be just like you Blend in with the rest of the room. Maybe just point me to the closest restroom
Slug - Stuck You act smart, while I act dumb But I know some that still lay under my thumb See... we've got issues. We swing our fists for Whatever trying to keep the tempo down to the gristle They like the small talk as long as it's about you They walk that walk without knowing how to I watch it all and pretend that I'm above it But the truth is, I see her... I need it. I love it.
Fuck this little rapper... Treat me like a crook Maybe if you knew me... you wouldn't sing my hook You'd think I was so ugly... you'd be afraid to look But maybe if I'm lucky, I'll get a chapter in your book
Sage Francis - Threewrite This is to the (uh-uh) intertwined souls the hands I've been trying to hold This is to the (uh-uh) love that I lost and all the troubling thoughts of how I got double-crossed and this is to the (uh-uh) divorce I was forced to settle with and the remorse I fought off with metal fists and this is to the (uh-uh) wet, watery kiss I left you with on your porch while I watched your trembling lips
This is to the... memory of our early years. The first girl I shared feelings with and it's the realest thing I'd experienced Since my short existence... I ain't afraid to admit Cause love is one of the things that doesnt come with an age limit Now does it? In fact I'ma have to say I'm more keen to feel such things hopeful dreams I'd lost in a smokescreen of meaningless fucking Touching without touching, candles in the dark casting shadows on our parents battles, this is for the romantics at heart It wasn't too long before I held you more then my pen when I wasn't writing songs, it was something like "Forever and always, whenever those songs play..." I remember empty hallways or your image that descended from the top floor became an echo I paid the price for those hard things, and couldn't afford to let go From a passive debt, I'm past regret Did you know I dreamt about you before we met? Remembering our first kiss, it hadn't even happened yet Recollecting your set, and I wasn't ever given the chance to forget
Damn, I love the hugs enough to tolerate The way we made each other crazy, making it so tough to operate ... productively. My self esteem didn't help When I felt ugly and I figured that's the reason why you wouldn't touch me My ego does bleed, I should've let you test it and let your arms free to follow through with your domestic slip up Love is a battlefield so lick your shots quick while I lick my wounds and then resume as an obvious target Infatuations with the past protect my Purple Heart with ... a faded picture I had in my shirt pocket
This is to the sleepless evenings that I spent next to grave stones Hoping someone from beyond would grab my arm and take me home I half accepted I'd have to make it alone After feeding everything I had into a payphone And this is to the rain... (to the rain) It felt like it was made of spit My parade was an unbreakable chain of Gabe's trumpets Save the buckets even though they weighed down my walking You don't know the height of the steak you place your fork in You look old (that's what you said) I feel old (that's what I said) I been through a lot since you been gone, dead, born again Torn to shreads over girls who were porcelain The cry-baby dolls, when we were allowed to talk again I stopped accepting wake-up calls (that ring true) I hate the way I fall for everything you do Our fate is flawed, that's why I make these break-up songs to sing to you Musics my only psychiatric drug And you're a pill in human form I'd like to hide under my tongue Kiss the foot that couldn't fit into the slipper of my mouth The denizen in your house begging for the benifit of your doubts When I got kicked out, I played the faithful puppy dog Loyal to the love alost, sitting by your fucking door in utter disbelief I sucked all of the skin off of my teeth you pulled away, you let me choke on your invisible leash You can find me hiding these screams behind my eyelids She blinded me (she blinded me) with silence...
Linkin Park - Leave Out All the Rest I dreamed I was missing You were so scared But no one would listen Cause no one else cared
After my dreaming I woke with this fear What am I leaving When I'm done here
So if you're asking me I want you to know
[Chorus] When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some Reasons to be missed
And don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest Leave out all the rest [End Chorus]
Don't be afraid I've taken my beating I've shared what I made
I'm strong on the surface Not all the way through I've never been perfect But neither have you
So if you're asking me I want you to know
[Chorus] When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest Leave out all the rest [End Chorus]
Forgetting All the hurt inside You've learned to hide so well
Pretending Someone else can come and save me from myself I can't be who you are
[Chorus] When my time comes Forget the wrong that I've done Help me leave behind some Reasons to be missed
Don't resent me And when you're feeling empty Keep me in your memory
Leave out all the rest Leave out all the rest
Forgetting All the hurt inside You've learned to hide so well
Pretending Someone else can come and save me from myself I can't be who you are I can't be who you are
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Monday, April 13, 2009
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Current mood:  blah
Category: Music
To all the fans and supporters: THANK YOU. Thank you for all the messages asking about details on "Sayonara". Thank you for showin' interest in my life during these times I'm goin' through. Thank you for bein' patient and waiting all this time for "Sayonara" (which was supposed to be an EP released December 25th, 2008). Thank you for not having too much of an ego to tell a muh'fucka what ya'll truly feel about my music. Thank you for just supporting.
NOW TO THE BAD NEWS: the way things are going, I don't know when the fuck "Sayonara" is going to be completed. The music business is grimey, and every single day I find out more reason to believe I have to do this by myself. Only fucked up part is that at this given time, I can't do this by myself!
SO I'M REACHING OUT TO ANYONE WHO CREATES MUSIC PROFESSIONALLY IN THE TRI-STATE AREA. Reach out to me. LET'S TALK BUSINESS. I have a MOTHERFUCKIN' CLASSIC ALBUM in my grasp. All the tracks are written with incredible beats and ridiculous lyrics/hooks/bridges.
I'm lookin' for entertainment companies/indy labels trying to back my album/movement. I'm looking for more promoters to set up shows and promotional shit for me. I'm looking for management to help take care of the business endeavors I'm struggling so much to take care of.
I'm so aggravated right now, with the opportunity to open for Mos Def in California having gone to waste. On top of that, the show on my birthday in NY isn't happenin' and got pushed to May.
LIKE I SAID: EVERYONE WHO MAKES MUSIC PROFESSIONALLY (not Myspace rappers/producers who don't have professional sound or talent level), HIT ME UP! Let us talk. I swear on every fuckin' thing I love once you hear the tracks on my album, you WILL NOT BE DISAPPOINTED! I AM SOOOOOOOOOOOOO INDUSTRY READY! Why can't some muh'fucka that actually can open doors for me just see that!?!?!?
ALL PRIDE AND EGO ASIDE: I need help. With some help, I know I could flip this entire shit upside down. SO SOMEONE PLEASE HELP?!?!
K.I.M. Keep It Movin'! It's the movement I move wit... AND -1-
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Wednesday, February 11, 2009
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Current mood:  angry
Category: Music
Some producer who was supposed to be on the album just got kicked off. I have a slot where I need a specific type of beat for a specific track called "Goodbye". I need it done ASAP because this "incident" just happened a few hours ago. I don't deal with shiesty ass people and they quickly get cut the fuck off regardless of how dope you is. UNFORTUNATELY, the muh'fucka was DOPE AS FUCK. And so was the beat that got kicked off the album.
I'm going to be in the studio next week. I NEED TO SPEAK TO ALL PRODUCERS WHO WANT TO WORK WITH ME OR BE APART OF THIS CLASSIC ALBUM, IMMEDIATELY! Hit me up with contact information. THANK YOU!
K.I.M. Keep It Movin'! It's the movement I move wit... AND -1-
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Thursday, January 29, 2009
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Current mood:  chill
Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
How's everyone doing? I'm just droppin' ya'll another update. My situation is still pretty crazy right now and I'm still tryna dig myself outta this mudhole. I'm planning to get the album recorded in the upcoming weeks (all the songs are written to original CRACK beats) and hopefully release it by late spring. There's A LOT to take care in order to get this release looking correct so give me some time.
Also, I'm going to be in an upcoming comic book series, as myself. It has a "Street Fighter" theme to it and I will be a rapper/fighter. No set date on when this will be out but hopefully within the next few months by Masta8 and King K.
ALSO, I'M PLANNING ON STARTING AN INDEPENDENT LABEL BY THE END OF THIS YEAR! I plan on getting my own publishing and try to work on a means of distribution. I will be looking for artists, but as of now, just keep that as a mental note. I will be accepting demos/EP's/tracks for me to take a look at so start preparing. Anybody who is educated in this field can hit me up and we can talk business. Also, any web designers*, graphic artists*, producers*, video engineers*, promoters, studio owners, models, clothing designers*, and more that want to chip into this movement/record label should also hit me up as I am planning to try to make a SERIOUS PUSH into the music industry. No more bullshitting.
(* - already have some but looking for more)
LET'S REALLY DO THIS!
Thanks to everyone who's been supporting for the last several years. Thanks to everyone who leaves messages/comments/feedback with honest feedback. I'm not going to let ya'll down anymore. Hit me up and talk to me. I AM NOT HOLLYWOOD.
K.I.M. Keep It Movin'! It's the movement I move wit... AND -1-
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
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Current mood:  complacent
Category: Games
Drop 10 random ass words and I'll reply with the first 10 words/thoughts that come to my mind. GO AHEAD. Some of ya'll can try to figure out the twisted way that I think.
SO HIT ME!
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Sunday, January 25, 2009
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Category: Goals, Plans, Hopes
I know I'm late as shit but I decided to do this now. I usually don't do the New Year's Resolution bullshit but I have so much on my plate so I think it'll be better to have some goals set to organize what has to be done.
Here's a few: - be more open and patient with people. - try to trust people a little more. - really push forth with the music (LET'S GET SIGNED!) - try harder to rid the resentment I have for "her" and let it go. - work hard at cutting debts. - build relationships with fans/supporters. - strengthen my team. - listen more. - get my Brazilian jiu-jitsu skills up (learn rubber guard)
I'll try to think of more. Those are a lotta 'em.
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Sunday, December 28, 2008
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Current mood:  blank
Category: Music
What up people? If you haven't heard, Sayonara (formerly an EP) has been was pushed back from the December 25th release date. A lot's been goin' on and I started writing more over the stash of heat (as far as beats) I've been holding onto... With the additional tracks, I was only a few away from having a complete album so I decided to put some more work in and make it an official album instead. Right now, I am 9 tracks in (not including intro/skits) of classic material.
So far, here's the projected tracklisted without the intro/skits (subject to change):
01 Keep Talkin' (Prod. by dISCOpOLO) 02 Walk Over Me (Prod. by dISCOpOLO) ------------------------------- 04 Reflect (Prod. by dISCOpOLO) 05 Jenelle (Prod. by Young Hapa) 06 SCREAM (Prod. by Germ) 07 Want It (Prod. by Germ) 08 Won't Stop (Prod. by Dasher MD) 09 C'est La Vie (Prod. by Moscrilla)
I've received dozens upon dozens of beats pitched my way and chose the ones I truly felt fit the vibe of the songs I want to put out. Not saying the other beats weren't heat (I stashed a lotta 'em and are gonna save 'em for future songs). Thanks to all the producers who sent beats my way and are taking part in this project.
And a special thanks to dISCOpOLO, who's produced top 10 records all over Europe who pitched me beat after beat of heat. No dickriding, but I got 'em in my top 5 favorite producers. Ya'll will see the type of shit he crafts once the LP is out... Watch out for him...
I'm still lookin' for a few more beats to finish this project off. I'm looking for completely different vibes from the other tracks so if you wanna send me anything: ANDisEYE@gmail.com
Don't forget to include a link to your page and your name that you go by as a producer. And again, keep in mind I don't want generic hip hop beats. I love new sounds...
I can't wait to see ya'll reactions once this album drops. Watch out for it in the first quarter of '09. THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR YOUR PATIENCE.
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