|
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
 |
Current mood:mello
Black & Read All Over @ itunes now!
"Inhale the moment, and enjoy the revolution that has nothing to do with guns."
SAREEM POEMS NEW ALBUM "BLACK & READ ALL OVER" In Stores Now!
Track Listing: 01.Enter 02.Come Get It Featuring: Theory Hazit 03.Hard Labor / Featuring: LMNO & Scarub 04.Tell It prod. Oddisee 05.See It / Featuring: Georgia Anne Muldrow 06.Lower The Boom / Featuring: Pigeon John & Akil of J5 07.Go Ahead 08.Shake It Up 09.Impossible / Featuring: Stro of the Procussions & Othello of Light Headed 10.Windows To The Soul / Featuring: Ragen Fykes 11.Unless You Do 12.She So So prod. Oddisee 13.More Then Seen / Featuring: Ohmega Watts & Propaganda 14.See What Happens remixes by Oddisee, Fabio Musta, Nick Tha 1Da
Mello Music Group
"Sounds Beautiful like the Truth"
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Tuesday, July 07, 2009
 |
Current mood:mello
The New Album "Black & Read All Over" is about to drop (July 28)
the first single is here!
"Lower The Boom" produced by Theory Hazit ft. Pigeon John & Akil of J5 mixed by Oddisee mastered by Kyle Murdock
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Thursday, September 04, 2008
 |
Category: Music
My convictions convict them who live with in Enter demons Fighting for freedom from this flesh there in My confessions to him Have become gossip for friends Perfect purple circle now blue Ice cold shoulder for them A stone turned diamond Still live in the ruff Show my people how to shine When there caught in a crunch Punch through the walls of babylon Climb mount zion Wear my man hood out Like the mane of a lion Sky written I gained my angels wings Use my new Eyes to see things Gone unseen Live for the dream, die for the wish Be LOVE through out all of life’s Pain and anguish Recognize the nameless amongst the famous Let them know they too, have beautiful faces Run all of life’s races, I will finish All in Gods timing Don’t count the minutes Chase time and space infinite Live for ever In this place everything is possible Never say never Sever the discord unit as one With three, the Holy spirit, Father and Son Exist for a reason I am not aimlessly breathing No need for sensor ship There is thought in my speaking Seeking for the heavens teachings Reaching for the good book Trying to keep a hold on my soul Cause the devils a crook, take a look Search out your ribbon in the sky Along with all the people in thee up hill climb With more shine then a new dime or a polished gun Yellow gold check my light out Bright as the sun For the people I am one fearless and young Sharing my heart brace yourself it ways a tone I will rise for the fallen Down trotten and overlooked Write your names down For the people peaking through my books
Meditation...
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Thursday, September 04, 2008
 |
Category: Life
Reminisce on a time that was not so lovely One of the, ugliest times I know Plead my bleeding heart to someone Hope they hear me This is something I got to let them know
I was standing right there Could of been there I knew, what you were doing in there Should have shared my feelings I was to scared Go and open your door I wouldn't dare Not that I didn't care, I was aware Your sorrow pain and despair field there air There was no clear way, for me to say That I could physically see you withering away Family and friends it's okay, you were a child But no, I had a voice too just as loud How can I be proud to let things be Your face is now a blur to me The last time I saw you was 93 Before that 88' crack ruled the streets you two would meet and we would part Mom to you I plead my bleeding heart
Reminisce on a time that was not so lovely One of the, ugliest times I know Plead my bleeding heart to someone Hope they hear me This is something I got to let them know
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
 |
Scream Phoenix cry freedom Sing a song of LOVE Embrace every joyful moment you can think of Give a stranger a hug High five a child Speak out from the soul Loud and proud Squeeze the largest cloud Let the rain flow Wash away every pain that you haven't let go Come know self no more are you a stranger Hand and hand walk with peace imprison your anger Be a singer of LOVE ballets Share your heart That which is LOVE inspired makes beautiful art We're a part of a movement there is no track One way in one way out there's no turning back Now rejoice in that my fellow kings and queens Worship with hands high to songs that angels sing Your best bring it forward In good faith Earthly deeds are recorded beyond the pearly gates
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Thursday, July 24, 2008
 |
Current mood:  artistic
It's now or never it's do and don't It's take a chance and go for broke It's I hope she feels the way I do It's I hope she like's the things I do It's a fresh start It's so brand new It's the funny way you feel when looks at you It's two wrongs making a right at lovers lane It's two people with nothing to loose and everything to gain It's a change of weather for better or worse It's opening the door and letter go first It's a work of art two hearts beating as one It's comforting each other after a bad day is done It's watching the sun set with fingers interlaced It's using your finger tips to trace her lovely face It's a embrace feeling free as a single fish in the sea It's knowing with out a doubt she's made for me
 | Currently listening: Daybreak 2.0 By Muhsinah Release date: 2008-02-20 |
|
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
 |
See my life time with clarity Before six carry me I'll be cremated No need to chop down the apple tree Emcee, define me master of ceremony Poet born not made Nobody had to mold me I will boldly Go where no mans gone before For the love That's what i do this for The act of war Battle for Los Angeles I A dead man alive like Christ I rise Paint the sky with my lyrics Air born penmanship No coincidence, i was born to deliver this Child like innocents and killer instincts I play hard and fight for life Over each beat Reach, for the outer limits No games no gimmicks Give you my all Heart, Mind, Body and Soul in it Sick with it What I'm spiting here is bed written Chase infinite time and space Life after death liven
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Friday, July 11, 2008
 |
For the love of God I gave hate the cold shoulder Maneuvered through the music in peace The wars over Got wiser and lower, more down to earth Found I cared more then less About life's worth Shoot first Ask questions later Law of the land Eye for eye, Tooth for tooth Man for man Hand to hand combat is gone We use weapons No more solving problems weed rather dead them We can't forget them Some call them hero's Imitated on the streets by thirteen year olds The Guns they hold Four fives and glock nines Saturday night specials ain't hard to find Draw the line It's then and barely visible Punishments slim to none and jail is livable The situations critical, everyone's a victim Can't ask if you hear me When I ain't trying to listen
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Thursday, April 10, 2008
 |
Young and innocent Knows nothing about being intimate Shy, looks no one in the eye’s She lacks confidence Been crying since the very first incident Repeatedly watching daddy beat mommy since less Not just physical, but verbally abuses Fowl words are the only words that he’s loose with I’ll smack you tooth less His favorite punch line Followed by, that was nothing I’ll kill next time He cut the phone line, can’t call for help She knows his gun is on the shelf above the belt The one he used to give mommy all the welts The one her older brother used to hang himself It’s up to her There is no one else To kill the source of the pain the she has felt Filled with guilt From mommy she kept a secret Between me and You daddy told her to keep it It was open season on her purity Just as soon as she hit puberty With unruly anger she fired the gun entering bullets into her dad everyone She came undone
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|
|
Monday, June 25, 2007
 |
The past is gone The present is A gift The futures up ahead time moves swift The year is 4022 Nothing under the sun is brand new I'm above the waisted land gazing down at the evil that men do Ken to job for I am black not from sun burn Sprinkling words as ashes Tossed from an earn These words caught in the wind as the scent of A womens fragrance As man scared to approach the opposite sex The world fell to the hesitance of it's repentants Very important is some circumstantial evidence As woman and elephant this you must never forget in Adams fall he sinned all Nuclear war fare killed rotation So mother earth no longer turns But when she did my space in the universe was earned Binding words in hula hopes of three rings In chapel with hands and eyes closed Worshiping to songs that angels sing Visioning A land of pure delight Were infinite day excludes the night Saints immortal Raine and pleasure banishes pain No umbrella for rain Prepared to walk in eternal sunshine Spirit man field to the rim With A completely new wine Mount salvation climbed Hand embraced by my father Wipe tears from the eyes Say good bye to the weak man and hello to the stronger The past is gone The present is A gift The futures up ahead Time moves swift It moves swift Ever so quickly It moves swift Ever so quickly
Powered by  | | English | | Albanian | | Arabic | | Bulgarian | | Catalan | | Chinese | | Croatian | | Czech | | Danish | | Dutch | | Estonian | | Filipino | | Finnish | | French | | Galician | | German | | Greek | | Hebrew | | Hindi | | Hungarian | | Indonesian | | Italian | | Japanese | | Korean | | Latvian | | Lithuanian | | Maltese | | Norwegian | | Polish | | Portuguese | | Romanian | | Russian | | Serbian | | Slovak | | Slovenian | | Spanish | | Swedish | | Thai | | Turkish | | Ukrainian | | Vietnamese |
|
|
|