It felt so good, it was so real….

It felt so good, it was so real….

It felt so good, just the way she made me feel, and in my inner soul she made me tick. She held my heart and made me breath. In my own reflection of the dream gal I want, she so was, swit and cool.

I remember the very first time I saw her face, I never thot she would sweep me off my feet, with time she gave me the heat and it felt like running away from pursuit. I was all like who is she, what’s her name, where does she come from? I was moved by her but not on the first look, I was like I can make it, given some time I’d be with her. I gave myself some time to know her and she turned to be the switest person I ever had for a while. We rolled as friends and did movies and hang out like mostly every day. did things that made us close and built us to a strong union better than the workers union, she stood by me, she helped me when in need. actually I found a friend in deed, I got comfort and trust from her, she gave me every reason to be close to her, the feeling felt so nice and it became part of me, time went Mase and salvation broke up we were still together JLo got married twice we were still together. I saw no end in what we had, and I dint want to make it hard, by pushing for a commitment that would place us apart, I could not stand the men who wanted her, but I was not able to open up and speak up my mind. I was ending up with her to a level that we would relate as a sister but I wanted a life partner from her, I felt like a reflection of her then I must be fly because her light shines so bright like ice when kept on the freezer all night. The feeling in me...

it felt so good, just the way she made me feel, and in my inner soul she made me tick. She held my heart and made me breath. In my own reflection of the dream gal I want, she so was, swit and cool.

I felt this cause she was the truth, I don't need to say this in the booth, for she was so real and I loved the way she made me feel. I had felt like I saw her back in the days, we didn’t intend to keep on with announcements as Jay and B cause for us l it was meant to be, she accepted my proposal and I saw a wife, a mother of my kids and a family. I knew her for so long and it felt like God gave me my desire, it was truly my pleasure to share her company, and God gift to breathe was in her. I loved the way my mama bonded with her it was swit and out of question. she could make me so mad and turn around and kiss me so softly, she would talk so gently, gave me hope and it was never accidental, knowing her was incidental and so swit. All we shared was like a lesson and each lesson was a blessing, it was like praising and singing every morning. We had to come up with a day and set the big day. It was all joy and love who could see this coming, and then I thank God for all he did. In deed he blessed us and we were to get old with each other side to side. She made me responsible and focused, saved me from the dangers of the world. she was the truth and the truth needs no proof, I loved the way she spoke to me, I loved the way she had brilliant thots, I loved the way she treated my mama, I loved her hair how it rolled down to her back, I loved her in every way that a man can love a woman which was unconditional....

it felt so good, just the way she made me feel, and in my inner soul she made me tick. She held my heart and made me breath. In my own reflection of the dream gal I want, she so was, swit and cool.


It’s sad how things end, for I never saw this end. It came so sudden and am so sadden by how this went. I lost the best thing in my life the mother of my kids. The life partner I ever had. We loved and shared all we ever had. Nothing could break us but death had to take her away, at times I feel like am loosing it but then her voice speaks to me and tells me to hold on. its kills me softly with every heart beat, thinking she can't see how her man's living and holding on am like is there an address up in heaven, I send her some mail to let her know how its hard. There ain't no substitute for the truth for she was the truth that I knew all my life. This world has proven to be so cold, life without her make me feel so old. It feels like a tale told but I’m missing every moment we hard. She’s been my strength the only hope I had, I hope you'll be my guardian to see me thru' this cold world. its been hard to hold on. I did hold on to you when you were to be buried, I guess you saw that. Our kids are missing mama. I can’t replace you. I will forever be in tears; I lost the most adorable thing in my life. All I will do is to pray and hope for a miracle. For God gave me you and he took you away from me. Keep talking to me it keeps me in balance, your voice gives me hope to hold and when I’m about to break down I hear your voice telling me to hold on. I miss so much about us. I cant keep on with writing for it is doing no good to me, and I miss us and....

it felt so good, just the way she made me feel, and in my inner soul she made me tick. She held my heart and made me breath. In my own reflection of the dream gal I want, she so was, swit and cool.

Emigee's ish
Niggaz get lonely too...... i miss you gal!! i dedicate this to you!!

The game is frustrated

The game is frustrated

I get to studio they say am complicated, my ideas so great and meditated, so dedicated and not lies saturated, the good music has been eradicated, anything whack get BET nominated, MCs speak no sense and with lie saturated, the real thing is neglected, and never distributed, the sick rhymes flood the airwaves, I feel so frustrated, the real hip hop is frustrated and this is extended, how can some one have six bars on a track four minutes?(MIMs) This is going down minute after minute, Nas had a point when he said hip hop is dead, its not dead but reached a dead end, its lost the head and hence no lead, its wounded, bruised and on a death bed. Am trying hard to give it breath, some life to keep it going you know, I was like it cant die for its more that a genre, it’s a culture, I can see it fall I will write till the day I drop, cant wait for they I’ll pop, all I have is just hope that some day it will cope and get back on the road. This like facing a sentence with no trial and your innocent, in jail without a cent, I write rhymes each day and never made enough cents, studios wont record for they say am too hard on the mic, am like please take a hike, on the mic am like iron mike, the teacha just like the preacher, am hear like Paul to reach ya, am frustrated but I can still spread the word, I need disciples to give me a step up so that I can step up the campaign to step up the hip hop, am coming thru’ for I bring a revelation, I got no objection and my obligation is to complete the mission and vision of hip hop with out omission, the game is frustrated and lets not kill it completely there’s hope and all seams to have a clear end and there will be no dead end. Hip hop lives on I will never be gone, am always on and on each day am like the lite of the dyeing candle as I said before am wit an amazing gift I treasure and will always will. Be free and set the records straight, am never smiling on tracks for I find no reason to do that, things fall apart just like that, am waiting for a new day free from the police and all the things that a black man fears, am real and will never be the opposite, am like the scientists who never give up, cross bread any thing that comes in sight, am not in any fight its just sometime I feel like am battling myself, Em against Gee or the other way, I feel like a mineral am iconic I need a chemical symbol I will call myself EM, and not like them (who)Eminem, dude deprives he’s dawgs they are dope on the mic, but hang around him like his groupies, lemme stop hating, I don’t want to keep boys waiting for another classic rhymes that falls anywhere any way trust am tears the game is wasted, to MIMs f**k off, you ain’t hot

Emigee’s ish

My dream comes true

My dream comes true

People leave each day, asking for hope and it feels bad and hopeless, we have burdens every day, but we end up careless, we wonder what always goes wrong for we strive to be stress less. You know live like some puppies always have been taken care of. I thank God for he seen through this mean world. Kept me free from the hush world, taken me from a pit to a higher place. I trust in him. Every little boy in life always want has a dream gal, we see the gals on the life magazines, and wish for one who could meet the limit or even wish for the one on the cover magazine. You come to realize they don’t exist at all, they can never be but halt I have one of the kind who blesses a nigga who shows me love more than what I can bare. She is determined, blessed and always cares for me. At that time I was loosing hope she gave me hope. I live among men with the dream gal in there life, she is like the Colombian queen, she does all I love making her look like my twin, a nigga is blessed beyond recognition, I feel like a new motor on ignition, I get how Kelly felt on the ignition. She’s gangster and never whines like a bitch, she is always up on her feel to impress the world and back at home she impresses my world, I built my word around her and she plays guard so well over me. It’s like saying a prayer to God and he gives you what you just wanted, I will speak like Paul and the good news fro trust I got the good news, I know hay is made when the sun shines but for me I think am feeding on my gain, with much less strain, for there is no gain with no strain or pain, the main thing is gain, with the rock on her hand I think I will have gained so much, am not disease or even displeased, am pleased with what I have I can dance and tap my feet all day for am blessed beyond recognition. Its my admission for how I feel, I knew love way back when SWV hit the airwaves and Rover was the only SUV, am now showing it sharing it and above all loving it, you can at time read and see love I don’t hate in all I write for am always right, even if I sit on the left side am always right. Am never the worst nor the last am the first and always the best

Blasphemy

Blasphemy

Lemme introduce myself am like pastor living by the holy word written by the inspired directed by the defined Lord am here to bring this good news and I will do it and not like pastor deya but am always there, let you know am a scholar. In Genesis he is the creator of heaven and earth, gave us authority to control this earth, from no form he made it be just like that he did the miracle, in exodus he is the path finder, the route maker, the deliverer so the promised land, made them walk to hope in the promise land, he sets is land and sets us free, he had so much love for us so in Leviticus he drafts the constitution that constitutes all the general laws to guide us, told us what to eat and what to do, he’s loving. In number he worked with figures, he knew things will fall in figures, census had began back then in time due to figures and learn how to plan, he had so much in store so he had to deal with some great figure, he’s the planner and he knew what was best for us, so political he appointed leaders judges to take control of the land giving responsibility to mankind after the struggle with them, in Joshua and its 24 chapter it was war and man was in charge, gave Joshua responsibility to lead the people of God after Moses dies, he confirms he will always be there to see us thru’ in any state we’re in. judges and Ruth he works in them by example he shows what he can do, what level he can reach and areas he can teach, please he’s the best for he will always reach out for us and never feel left out, or even locked out, he works thru’ men and women, he makes no choices but works, in the two books of Samuel and the twos of kings, he is the supreme, he gives power just by the hour, David kill goliath and takes over Israel from Saul with the assistance of God, he makes his choices for the leaders he wants for persons, he’s like the genie when you need it fulfills every dream you wish for and all you need to do is believe in him, chronicles, Nehemiah Ezra and Esther, he’s wonders comes in great figures, he got a following that’s so unspeakable, Oh lord you’re so unbeatable your so able cant be opposed cant be reduced or even deduced, we speak of kings your king of all kings, we talk of lords your lord of all lords, we see some good rhyme from the main poet books of the holy word that is Job and Psalm, then a word of advice come along with that in the book of Proverbs, man the lord loves giving advice from any section of the word, Ecclesiastes and songs of Solomon we see the art of love being displayed in poetry, we all started from that, they are better than any rhyme written today by the so called R&B singers all you do is rub and Be for they can make some good R&B I mean rhythm and blues, you read you end up feeling blue, King Solomon would make a good King of R&B, a Pimp call it any name you’d feel. He was smooth than what we call now smooth, having all those women was not an easy work, God gave him wisdom for he asked for and for us we just have to ask for, Isaiah, Jeremiah, lamentations, Ezekiel, then Daniel amazed people, he stuck with things that feed on people, the Leo Panthera what was called by the most educated. God was in the place working as usual. I don’t want to tell a bible story but I have made progress with the over 60 seconds bible recital. I got my inspiration from the verse writing in the bible and soon I will be with so much than the bible, my books will come twice just like some of the books that came twice, being a reference for all the good in the world. I seen so much and trust me I cant mislead this world, I got so much pain in my mind I want to make t better for this world that’s a taste of the old testament, these are my statements and I have said them how they are meant to be stated, God be blessed

Emigee's ish

I'm infinite

I’m infinite like zero over zero, and better than sub Zero, am not trying to be a hero/no cant be that but I will keep the struggle on wait till I can have some bitches around, to dance to my sound, for am more than being spell bound, I cast a spell back then and there was no lights, then the next thing kapuka was no more, for a second I saw hope but it was for a while, I don't like to talk about this for the last time it was like smoking a wet cigarette, and in the rain reading a gazette. I was here long before CD replaced cassettes. I did my recording on them recorders, and was so keen on the revelation of hip hop which ended up wounding the real thing, every one gone commercial, if I was running an elimination show I’d eliminate so many persons starting with the bugger who did “this is why am hot” he’s colder than ice that was on the freezer all nite, he ain’t tight, I cant even stand him some pliz hand me a stool to sit on. I have set tracks on blaze doing my own mixtapes, am soldier. Living by the street code, understand all taught by the teacha. I stand by the rule of the game, I sound like I got no love, I do its just the distress a nigga has been thru’ all his life, bitches ain’t bugging me. I got more in store than them to think about. i got them have the adrenaline they see me freeze cause they cant even predict what move I’ll make, am invincible, not so predictable, I can write rhymes any where I go, they’ve become like freebies, I don’t need a whole year to do my own album I can do in a nite and call it done. Am like the human encyclopedia. I can flood the whole media, and flood the world top ten. Am like a disease cause the kapuka lovers dis-ease, if you feel displeased shut your ears please am real, I will make a beat compose a rhyme and record a hit, am the next plague that will hit this land scare away the one hit songs on the public, am way stronger and firmer than what you ever thot of. Am the next neo like in the matrix, deadly to all like the traitix, where I go thru there ain’t anything left to have for I take all. You can read and hear see am not a novice it obvious with this I will be a disgrace to the genge and kapuka world. I rip off like safaricom profits, my proceeds can make the world come to a stand still, am like composing the bible for I got so much verse and I don’t need to rehearse a verse before its out. I can dominate but I want to meditate, eradicate the state of the music in this nation, as I said before I can do this for a long time, so am doing a book for my fun base

the messed system

I don't want to run no more, but I know that if I stop I'll be another person headed to heaven, there are only two places we are headed for, either dead or in jail, the system is made to frustrate the youth, to make you give up, it doesn’t want anyone to visualize, to analyze any thing that will keep you on a pay role, I’m never writing bout love for all my life its been a hustle. The police look at me like I'm a slanger, I feel like they are making threats to my family its like am in danger, the security is a laps, and all I think is to have a gun, you wonder who can you run to when the gangs are on your back. Mothers and fathers separated from there sons, either to death by sick gang wars hitting the streets or to sentence to jail term without trial. The system we are to count on is taking us out with every struggle. Nothing comes straight all at an angle, you got to keep you head up to make it to the other end, am not even certain about heaven, so I cant even tell how being dead feels. Life expectancy has fallen its 45 of life or even minimal, communities are being treated as criminals. We have gangs that we identify with from mungiki to Taliban then to the other crazy names, we live in fear yet we claim sovereignty, I ask where the fucking jsutice is, and I see judges and the law makers messing up with our heads. There are no clear facts just bloated stories, we ain’t kids why do we have to lied to, I have toiled so hard n this land and why should all I worked for just get of my sight, or is it that there are person of better degree than I am? I’d be seen on the streets and not talk to the police, the system in the country, state all is guilty until proven innocent, this is the only country that you can serve a jail term before being heard in courts, why do we have to worry so much bout tomorrow, and get afraid to borrow, we don’t trust no body for I was raised by the street code, don’t trust the judicial system I was born with the G code and it was embedded in my blood, I was born guilty and I don’t need to suffer for that, I’d shoot guns if I had one and fight battles in the hood to keep safe, there are leaks in the system and its sinking the security of this country, we got mob stars calling themselves gangsters in national TV, and life is becoming to tight to survive, its like living in a small place as the hives. It’s a battle of the haves and the have not, the one who can be safe and the ones who are out to burn, we’re in the struggle like a lite from a candle in a stormy windy day, our race is in extinct, that is the ones who can speak the truth and set the nation free. And make it a free will, am not trying to be a hero or something for I may end up in jail or detained or even worse that what one can imagine life’s so fucked up, gals gone clear heals boys gone puffing drugs. It’s a hustle but who’ll save us from this, I have worked so hard to make a difference but you step your seen as the worst and jail is knocking at the door, so why the struggle.

Emigee's ish

Rhyme and reason

my music is redirected, it feels like is interpreted, like its so intersected, directed to change the youth from what they get injected from some drugs, man its unbelievable to kids puffing drugs, calling themselves names of drug lords they maybe but still like the underdogs. I bring hope to this world, yet am still the one who’s seen as a mess, I can’t figure out why hip hop is disregarded. It’s like committing crime, bills being passed in parliament to sensor what we say, come on we changed and embrace the goodness of mankind, I got hope for this is the only way we can teach the lost who love this kind of music. I don’t write about clubs and whores, dance and things of that kind for I can’t even think about it. I write sense what affect us and haunt us in the society, I have the good news more verses I write, it’s going bigger than the bible, am never deprived of the words to write new idea everyday to make my verse hot, to flame like furnace. Am invented and not discovered, when I hit the air waves I will scar any ear that will listen to me. Am addictive just like dope, you will hear and read my words and will never fall away, am doing my fun club a favor by writing a book, not another sad love story like LL cool J’s book but something with reason like the Gospel of Hip Hop done by the teacha. The society cant handle me for my ideas will send many to jail, suspend, destroy what they have stole from us. like Wycliffe if am elected president I will not survive the first week. After my swearing in I will be assassinated, eradicated, not to be seen or heard of. They can’t handle me for I stand for the truth, for it will set me free and place us on a free way. If you feel otherwise beat it for its just like that. am like the jinnee, like the Lamborghini in Italia, I make the dead wanna resurrect, make a leap and a turn in this life. You can refer to me as Moses, I got the true definition of life and all you got to do is watch your back, keep your head up high. Am here to stay and that’s the truth I have to say. For I got nothing to pay for.

Emigee's ish

its being original

am original I do my things my own way am creative I pluck rhymes like leaves from the tea leaves or like leaves falling during the autumn, I make it rain words of wisdom, I get a deal and am to be Grammy nominated, am hot am flaming thunder, am blazing like nick with no cannon maybe like Juels and the dipset bros....... I need no video my work displays itself like art on the gallery, or maybe stones on the cemetery, I don’t need a granary to store my rhymes I mean they come off like sun in January, I know I can rip off a mic then again if I rip I will not spit my rhymes, I don’t even need an instrumental for me, am already one looping on 5th grade just like Stewie shooting on the same grade. I was behind a booth before they even saw one; I had hits before they could even spell one. I can record my song and becomes brand new till the following year. am like the omega in rap for KRS ONE is already the alpha in rap, I was seen as an infant, men I was grown before the saw the sun, in fact they should be called my sons, I was here like in the beginning and am not gone am strong I even have my own webpage I post my rhyme, am not an Emcee am the teacher for I educate, and eradicate the ignorance that mankind has so am no a neat level and not next level, for me there is no next level, I designed the levels, trust me so can the so called Emcees give me a break. Please I stay underground and I will forever be there, am not doing this for fame or something, am doing for the love its like Keith sweet doing his love songs, I spread like fire in a bush, like the plague, like the floods that hit the plains in the land Kenya, I heard so much till now am doing writing. I can’t stand the noise being done on radios in the name of crank, please leave crank to Lil’ Jon alone. The nigga got is own fluid (get crank). To all those Lil Jon wanna b’s to get off, you can’t do this, the industry is ruined, never the same changed so much, I can’t bare the insult done to hip hop by the so called nu generation. There is nothing about nu generation it’s fucked up. You read this, you’re a great man I appreciate the good will that you come with. I will drop bars like Jin across the street and the next thing smack DVD will be coming to Africa to look for me, I believe in myself if you feel am not that good face me and tell me. I hate bitch niggas the problem is they are filling up so fast and we loosing real niggas. Fuck that I need air am loosing my breath, Fabulous came to give me hope told me to breath, thanks am on my feet again, then to Nas you said Hip hop is dead, when was the funeral, and how come I was never told the day and time it died? I knew it was in the ICU but never thot it would die, just like that, man that’s cold it was meant to live forever, guide the generation that comes after us, the politics is messed up we cant even write something good for our kids to learn, they learn the scary things in class and don’t even know how to make it better, anyway that’s it and we got to survive

Émigeé’s ish

the cabinet

Its blotted!!!!!!!!!!!

The cabinet is floated, everyone’s like it’s bloated. Who cares at least there is no more blooded, there’s peace please at least give thanks as a piece, god is watching he wants to see us get moving, he needs to us walking and not complaining. We lost live who cared when that happened, I know them, promise and never work but please let the niggas work, its so sickening and so awakening, realizing there’s nothing good that has took place. Let situate ourselves, position our selves be legends like the great bob Marley, to have impact like the bear barley. I too want to be in the same league. We survived please we will still survive, we need no response of hope to us all we want is peace restored. It’s reached a point thee is none to trust. It’s like fallen friendship of Royce and EM Now I'm getting down with ODM and them, all these politicians promising? I'm watching them; I got a thousand ideas like 'Pac and them. I can offer some knowledge just for them, we need to get moving and do our works as we used to back then. This is not a reality show is real life and lives are lost, I’d love to be host and cut the cost minimize the posts the reduce the cost, like snoop did pay the cost to the boss, why use Hugo Boss if you can have a neat shower? You can make the difference by the hour; you don’t need to be on a tower to get to power. It ain’t real, but what you fail to do is real. Those playing hypocritical and not being hypothetical are messed up let the niggas appointed play the game, and then latter we can spit what we want by the vote, on the poll day. Politicians are messed up Uhuru fights for Uhuru then given the post he wants, wetangula I think he needs a rectangular or learn some geometry he’s dim, ole ntimama please get to the office looking neat and stay awake, at times you look like you were counting cattle the whole night, being so many and stubborn, the messed up your count. Well kilonzo you juggled so much about metropolitan in the campaigns can you cut the smiles and get down to business, the names are so confusing so I will stop at that, I don’t want to be seen as hating on niggas, but they are crazy, and they need a leash. Al in all let work be done in the so called coalition government. A’ght…

Nelust Wyclef Jean

the truth!!! if i was president....

Election time is coming

If I was president,I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...

If I was president
An old man told me, instead of spending billions on the war,we can use some of that money, in the ghetto.
I know some so poor, when it rains that when they shower,
screaming "fight the power".
That's when the vulture devoured

If I was president,I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president...
If I was president...

If I was president
But the radio won't play this.
They call it rebel music.How can you refuse it, children of Moses?
If I was president,
I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...If i was president

Tell the children the truth, the truth.
Christopher Columbus didn't discover America.
Tell them the truth.The truthYEAH!
Tell them about Marcus Garvey.
The the children the truth YEAH! The truth.
Tell them about Martin Luther King.
Tell them the truth.The Truth.
Tell them about JFK

If I was President
If I was president,I'd get elected on Friday, assassinated on Saturday,and buried on Sunday.
If I was president...
If I was president


this is the truth and it cant be handled

testimonial

Testimonial

Long live the Blast Master! KRS will tell you he is the living, walking, breathing embodiment of hip-hop till the day he dies. That's what makes Kris one of the all-time greats: He was live and loved to prove it. Kris could go from dropping indisputable science that elevated the masses to crushing any "sucka MC" who stepped his way. And onstage, who could compete with him? Besides Busta Rhymes, he may be the best live performer ever

courtesy MTV hip hop reviews

the fine art of the Blast Master

"People still takin' rappin' for a joke,
A passing hope or a phase with a rope,
Sometimes I choke and try to believe,
When I get challenged by a million MCs,
I try to tell them, 'We're all in this together!
My album was raw because no one would ever,
Think like I think and do what I do,
I steal the show and then I leave without a clue."

from "I'm Still No. 1" (from By All Means Necessary, 1988)
KRS ONE the Blast Master

lord bless

Lord bless me ...

My intentions to live according to his big plan gone so far beyond the point of return, my life tho’ it’s kinda of a Christian. I have no big plans but to live by his plans, he is God and sees me thro’ all the hard ways, he’s alpha and omega the beginning and the end, the king of kings, none can match his greatness. He’s the one who always sees me thro’ gives me hope at all time in all I do. His presence is much more than the being on the MTV or the BET. I will trust in him he knows how every thing goes. Is here and will always help when we call, he is the real hova the real liberation to oppressions, the one who blesses us giving us every reason to believe. Why should I doubt him and he seen me thru’ given everything that I have requested for. I see him everywhere I go, I find him so irresistible. So unpredictable when he saves you he will let the world know. He lifts you up he will let the world know. He sets your free way and not like freeway, live life bigger than Kay Slay, in the desert storms he will give you a clue, not any given point he will let you on the rough riders path he will show you the light deliver you from the lords of the underground set you free as the plea for Bennie Segal to be free. He will open up your ears never will you be mostly deaf. Give you more methods to survive and be known as the method man making moves, and definitely Holy Ghost blazing just like Johnnie blaze. I got only two hands, one heart and one soul to offer God, I can’t say much more he blessed me, saved me gave me every reason to face each day. Making days better than the Dre days. I don’t want to pinned down by the law in the sense of living the kind of life, just like black Rob, I want to make the Émigeé report, talking of all good and the goodness of Christ, you can call me the beginning, the Paul of this time cause I got the good news, but now not bound in book but in music that makes heads turn, better than Jin when doing his freestyles. Bless me lord…

Émigeé’s ish

i know am great

Nu ish…..

I know am kinda feeling great, like Alexander the great. I see now haters wanna hate, hey wait then again let them hate. That’s there job to be a hater so hate. Am always on time never late, I don’t like the game wait for its like a heist. I have seen the future and it’s not a waste, even Kamanzi wanna produce me. Abass wanna do biz with me, leave alone chiwawa I have even his no we are to get down do some good rhymes. Mr. Lenny wants to get Nelly on our song, man am blazing thunder maybe with proper systems I will make it to the top. I want to sit along side Juma and learn about the Nature, walk beside Solo and know about the thang, you know what I mean. I get to chameleone I want to change my style like a chameleon. Everyone going gangster even kantai cant tie he needs a gun, I see big got a pin. It cool I see they are getting the act. I want to confuse nameless and wonder why I am name less, I’ll be like wahu! Me my name is Émigeé E to the M I G double EE, just like Edu Gee, he’s good on the decks, talking of decks Styles cant beat him cause he got style better that even styles P on the mic. I want to be like Mavin Gaye, just like music sing and fall to the beat, but much better that the beat produced by Arthur K, but at the level of DJ Kay you know how the rest goes. I dint mention it mercy Myra I like your attitude, its dope just like crack. By the way Jua Cali you still stay in Cali? Please hook a bother up, you the industry is all about hook up you know. It was there before master P was all Yelling on his tracks, I knew music back when Keith was sweet and heady was D and when SW and V was in existence. We did our shuffle to every song that played, damn that was when hip hop was hip hop. Forget about Rick who calls himself Ross and initials become people names like DNA, DNG and TI, music is messed up with sick tracks makes you wanna throw up, which is not a cool thing for I love what I eat. If you still feel am feeling blue like snoop’s gal in dogstyle felt lemme know. Where did the duo who were black go? I wonder this industry has gone down the noise ain’t necessary anymore for it no longer hippy but reggae. Please am not hating on reggae, much love but you’re not to be noise but cool. Where is professor we need some Jay in the house to restore the mood we had before just like hova in America he’s far you’re the only sane emcee we have.

Émigeé’s ish

i always love guns and that will never change, its a black mans wish to stay safe and i think being safe is being ready for wahtever comes your way. they are neat arent they?

Swahili

Moyo umekua mwepesi, sabau ya vitu vingi tumevitupilia mbali. Wakati wowote ule unapohitaji vitu fulani, bidii ni kitu cha lazima. Kenya ni inchi ya watu wengi wenye kabila mbali mbali. Na wenye mali na hali mbali mbali. Mimi hoja kuu nikukua mkali mithili ya pili pili. Ukipita mahala flani unawawacha watu waki lia nikama wakati vitungu vinatayarishwa. Sitaki kuonekana nikama nimepoteza wanaosoma mawazo haya lakini kuaelimisha kwa kiwango flani. Ndiyo badaye nisikiye flani wa flani alibarikiwa kwa kusoma yale maandishi niliyoandika. Lugha ni mgumu mno lakini ni bora kushida kutosoma am kuandika mawazo niliyonayo. Nataka niwemarufu kwenye msafara, jina liweze kungara msafada, litambulike kati ya majina marufu duniani. Wakati Professor Jay, Juma Nature na Solo Thang wanapoitwa, jina langu liweze kutajwa wakati huo. Mimi si mwana bongo lakini ni kujaribu tu kutunza tamaduni hilo njema. Kusema ninaweza kusema mpaka keshona hayo yote yawe yenye vina na maana lakini lile nililopenda haliwezi kwenda. Walinena kuwa siwezi andika swahili lakini nipo na hata sijashtuka akamwe. Nitalichambua lugha ubaki umeshangaa. Ah! Umezubaa, nabado niko nimchanganyiko ya vitu vingi duniani. Mtu wa kabila langu haweze kuandika lugha jinsi hii, hapana. Ni mapendeleo niliyonayo moyoni. Hebu tazama jamani, fani blia mimi itakua nikama utani, basi hamna mahali niendapo, niko mahala humu, ndani ya fani yani nimedunga hema, nime tia nanga na niko tayari na njora kujilinda, kujikinga kwa wale wanaofikiri mimi ni wa makamo na sifai mahali humu. Watu wa makao wafanya fani yangara, na Professor Jay aliwasimulia. Jamani kuweni makini ni bora kusikia kushinda kutosikia na kupotea, hamja sikia elimu ni nguvu basi tia fora, tia manani kwa kila utendacho, kwa vile maisha tunayoishi si yetu sisi bali ni kwa wakati huo huo kisha itatoweka. Mahala upo na ulifikia mshukuru Mola. Jamani nie andika…..

Emigee's ish

the world we.....

The world we want

Most persons have an ideal land and government that will assist in the building of the nation. For start we fall behind in several things and after colonization the whites believed we could take care of the land well, due to the fact that we were in fights with them the struggle for independence. When they gave up and let us take care of our selves we failed doing that, instead we fight ourselves, we don’t trust ourselves and we don’t care any more.

We all think of a blessed day, many writers have wished for it and even rote it for the world outside there to see, for instance Ken Walibora’s “Siku Njema” he talked of a fearless world, a world you are free and there is no need to worry, a world of love and all care in the place. A musician by name Kizzy Dagga sang a song “Siku Njema” expressing his fears of the present world, a world you fear even phone calls for it may deliver a bad news, and he wishes to be a magician the perform magic and make a safe world. A world with better hospitals all over, a world where the police protect and not instill fear, a world where the politicians are like Catholics think of good and do good. A world of hope for the coming generations, a world disease free and germ free, a world with no slums but average living standards for all the natives, world of no war but peace prevailing in the land. The politics played a major role in not making this possible at any one given time.

Nastrudumus popularly known as Nas sang of a New World, a world with a new dawn with nothing goes old; ideas are to develop unity and not separation. Families built on trust and love. We should not develop computers and things of the kind but life is still not at balance. At glance the gap of poverty and the rich is too wide. It’s that kind of world we want for us all. The world we want is possible but it needs time to be there, besides the person who will spearhead this thot. If we had jobs and nice ones there would be no thugs and there would be no police for fight crime. It all starts from the education system, if it was done well and all goes to school, making it a requirement to be in school for children it would give sense to the people. Making it favorable for investment both local and international, there would be jobs for us, the red tape idea not being there would be a perfect state for all of us.

With the making good roads, we would never spend so much on transport making living cost fall and making life better. With better sanitation in the society there would be no need for hospitals, maybe for births and other complications. There would never be out breaks of these funny diseases. All these things can be achieved and they are being practiced and worked so well why can’t we do that? It’s a dream I know but it can be done and done well, a safe world with no worries over anything, a world with no street children but hope from the safe streets. Be like the sesame street which gives joy to the natives. The people at the moment can’t give this dream nor initiate it so we will always be the way we are. Besides the damage has been done and can’t be reversed so even if we get some one to assist in getting to the dream then it will be a difficult job. The levels of poverty are too high and getting from that pit is hard for it needs more than dedication and commitment to work for that goal.

We want to wake up in a different world some day, a day with no stress, no police no sickness, no theft, or any need for security for it will be so safe. A world with no slums, no poverty, a land of possibilities and opportunities for every mankind in the region, a land of no tribalism or ethnicity and a world of love and care for one another. That’s the world we want free from all the wrong things we see each day. All these are possible by just getting the right leaders then we can move towards getting to that point. We can not be in the agenda for every meeting, always looking for ways of solving the problems we create for our selves. Let’s not abuse the strength we have inside of us. We are a strong race and we should not work towards destroying each other, but to work for each other success and freedom from the financial strains.

we want a free world for all of us!!!!

The wrong way Politics (understanding in the African way)

Politics, one of the most difficult things in this world. It has built nations as well as destroyed nations. It all sums up to individuals who venture in it, who in the long run end up being solo in the process of control and governance. Ignorance has played a major role to blind the followers and the supporters as well. We learn each day from mistakes we make and the experiences we have. It’s a shamming that we normally learn from the worst. Power is sweet yet sour, it comes with so much arrogance and trusting the politicians becomes hard. For the ones who make them popular and vote for them this is directed to you, read and understand what levels politics can destroy us or build us.

Reason to politics:
There are many reasons why an individual goes political and that’s one thing that we will never know until he/she is power. The reasons most of the times are:
· Political revenge as well as to settle scores.
· Wealth creation.
· Authority that is unstoppable
· Power over every thing on the land.
· Unequal distribution of resources
· Help the common citizens.

These are six main reasons; obviously there are other “stupid” reasons. Let’s give a thot on the six reasons, first without forgetting we have never benefited from politics, the common man. Rarely is it point six a factor to the leaders we have and the ones in the pipe line to become the next leaders. Why is that, there can never be new persons who can move crowds and win the hearts of the nations? Why flock around the common politicians? That’s the question readers. Let’s have a review of the points noted:


Political revenge

The political circle is always surrounded with the same persons and there is always need to payback the wrong done sometime back, it makes me wonder why the revenge? Do we have to do that at the expense of the nation? For instance In America George Bush Snr in power then come Bill Clinton, after which George Bush Jnr comes in then Hillary Clinton want to be the next president. Why do we let this happen to us why particular families are the ones to be at the highest office? It has become a family affair, having cousins in power as well as brothers, nephews then we form a government, what will they discuss family or assist the country? We blame the ones power but we fail big time. It falls to another family in parliament and all they will do is revenge, terms come and go and there is nothing done for the nation. They tend to settle scores than help the nation. There are several examples in this world. For instance in Kenya, the founding father the late Mzee Kenyatta, then the son so many years latter wants to be president. The constituencies are run by families far across the country. From Nyanza to the coast provinces. It becomes a monarchial system in Kenya. We complain and make analysis all the time over things we instill in us. We are past the pass it on power system we need to think and valuate our leaders and choose the best fitted. It may be hard to know who’s good but let’s take time to pick good leaders.

Wealth creation

In Africa this is a major problem. The chosen leaders tend to forget who voted for him and all they do is become wealthy. Things like corruption and salary hikes is all drawn to become wealthier. We have no systems in place to assist in wealth distribution and to assist on leaders pays, so they are there own bosses and do all they wish. There are several persons never had so much but they were elected by the fact that he surfed so much and he or she will make a difference. But things turn round and nothing is done. For instance Mobutu Seseko, once a poor man and when in power was one of the richest men in Africa. Our MPs: for instance Raphael Wanjala a former MP to the dreaded flooded region in Kenya western province, was once an average Kenyan but things changed once was in power, became a wealthy force built himself a home and was no more to that level he was in. nothing good done for the home area. Wealth has been a drive force for political ambition and we the common man suffer in the long run
A successful security and risk management strategy understands the risk profile of people, technology and processes across the entire enterprise. The question is who should we vote for that rich man or the poor man? They can’t be trusted. The answer is the constitution that protects the common man and not the rich man’s property.


Authority that is unstoppable

Some one when in power, there is comfort and you create conditions for several things around you. Authority is good and a bad thing as well. Most of the time it’s used wrongly by the leaders we elect. The constitution can be the only way out to trim this uninterrupted power. The problem with most African states they uplifted the colonial government, which was biased and was meant to protect the rich man. What makes it worse is the fact that we don’t know so much about it and in the long run we become prisoners to the constitution. It has taken so long to actually know what’s on the constitution and what’s right and wrong. The constitution of several African countries has given the presidents power to all that they wish to do. For instance the president of Uganda, he can actually alter the constitution to his suitability. Look at Kenya, the constitution can be interpreted to several ways and still be right and this makes the president extremely powerful. This power has destroyed the country for it has bee used wrongly. The feeling of being above the law becomes so thrilling to a level it does make one feel like being there at the top office someday. This has commonly been done by the ones who have wrong things to hide or intend to do wrong and hide. All in all its still not a good thing for the common man. This can go hand in hand with divine power over everything on land.

Unequal distribution of resources

We give promises to create small heavens on earth, in the name of developments and do it for all. At this age there are areas in Africa where there is no electricity, water and proper roads. We end up having so many countries in one. The development is done on ethic lines and isolation is drawn from that. The leaders tend to base the development schemes on the ones who supported him, and ignore the rest who played no role in support. We end up with unequal development. In our minds we are helping those who pushed us to power but we are depriving the country that forms the wider place. For instance in Kenya, central province is too developed than the rest of the country, with good roads, and all. Get to northeastern province and upper rift valley province there is another world there. They don’t have what the other brothers have from central. The division is big and the country does not move away from the pit of failure. Our leaders don’t have proper programs leave alone plans that will distribute all we need evenly. They are still the same leaders who we want to recycle every time to parliament.
It’s so unfortunate for us in Africa.


Help the common citizens.

This the main reason to be in leadership yet it’s the least in the agenda for the leaders we have had in the past so there is so little to say under this. Well we are promised “goodies” and made to believe in them, and we fail each time and believe in them. They fail us and still make the promises and fail. It’s more of a cycle that keeps on going round and round. I come to one thing, the constitution is designed in away that it makes these person break the promises made and do it repeatedly. We humans we are week to sweet talk and this come in as a means of our urge to goodness and better life. The politicians have taken advantage of this state we are in. in the long run there is no genuine leader. We want leadership that can be trusted and actually work. It leaves this to us common man. Let’s put what we want on the table and think over it, valuate it and see who can achieve that, drive it to the end point and ensure that we all leave safe and fine. With out the constitution there is no direction and with no direction no hope and recurring problems. We have been failed by our own people. Been in power and forgot all the things they promise. The common man woke up so early one morning and voted, as instructed, practiced democracy but what comes after which, no democracy and no promises made. We remain at the same state for another 5 years and when we can do something then it fails again, because the same persons who did worse are back in parliament. We need better and more than just fight for survival.

Emigee

The open letter

Dear political leaders,

This is an open letter to the leaders of Kenya, I may sound mad but it’s my right to be. On the 27th December 2007 we had hope in our hearts and we knew whoever was to take over the country will take it to greater heights and change the whole lives of the natives, we were promised heaven and all it contains. It’s a bad show what happened on 30th December 2007 when the announcement of the election was declared, the country went to a stand still, businesses closed the streets taken over by the police or the rioting crowds. All could be heard was “fraud” and it was a seen not to be gone back to. It killed the every aspect of good neighborhood. Over 1200 persons died and over 350,000 persons displaced and most of them in camps. We experienced what all these other countries at war experience. The insecurity was getting to a level that it could not be stopped. Our hope was on the mediators and the international communities to help stop the stalemate that was. And successfully a deal was reached after over 40 days of trying hard with the hardliners pressing on there interest. In a good way we saw the hope and it felt like a new day and era for Kenya. In happened the main presidential candidates who promised heaven to us are in a government. With the bill passed and made to a law we praised the parties involved and we knew the work is in progress and Kenya will restore the glory it lost in the two months of unrest. People have lost lives, lost jobs and lost homes. All we want is a peaceful country and things to get back to normal. So far we know we will never benefit from politics but instead suffer. There are people in camps and they need help and assistance to get back on their feet and do something worthwhile. The long rains are coming and God has mercy on us He is giving us a chance to make it better by giving the rains, so that we can plant and enjoy the wonderful rain and climate. Let’s think for a second for I know you leaders never think about us. We elected you so show some concern, give us hope to see tomorrow and work better for this nation. We will one day depart and leave this land we don’t want to leave it on its knees. Its time for true statesmanship, and true leadership, we want to proceed with life with no more mass action, no more unrests but with love and all it takes to reach that level we all want, make Kenya a dreamland. The deal was reached please work as per it and save us the stress, we dint elect you to give us stress so save us that. I know am a common man and my words may not be so influential, but this is the truth and find it in your heart to help this nation with love.

Yours truly,

Emigee

am on the road

Am on the road again, I got my money my passport, you know it am on the road again. Am independent am now on my own, this is a life time. Am on the road again, there’s no turning back
My mama struggled for me, she taught me every thing on how to be responsible and all, my dad taught me, paid my bills took care for me in every aspect. I learnt well from them now am all alone, to practice all that I learnt from them. My parents never failed me they were always there for me, to see me thro’ every place I have been, I give God thanks for the kind of parent he given me. Am thankful I can’t even mention anything that he gave me. My paps raised me to make a difference in my life and to become a better man. Now am on the road again making my steps right always make my moves right. Am seeing a chick close to the dream gal I ever wanted, it cool and I trust God to see me thro’. I have learnt and am back on the road again this time is alone doing my way without my parents beside me. Am not so intellect but still intelligent, gone thro’ school learnt all the good things I do. It does not mean that I can’t be bad; I have been bad before I choose to be good you see, it pays nothing to be a law breaker. Live away from the laws, they’re there to guide us, see us thro’ and protect the things we work hard for. And my plane is bus is leaving and I tell you, am on the road again, bigger and stronger, more mature than anything and I will let all know that
Am on the road again, I got my money my passport, you know it am on the road again. Am independent am now on my own, this is a life time. Am on the road again, there’s no turning back.
This road ain’t easy, it’s hard and so boring to be on but I need to see much and make that impact without any assistance. I make decisions and avoid discussions the maybe so delusive, and maybe abusive, I make my parties so exclusive, and yet not so expensive for have never been extensive, leave alone exclusive that may look so expensive. I value figures but not such big figures, I loved math for it was all figures, and I want to leave in earth impact that comes in three figures. The gal am seeing now has nice figure. When one gets responsible things comes around in great figures. And it all depends on how well you love figures and not end up like some bitch nigga. I miss the hood I was raised in, the hood where the peace was the main thing. I learnt from the streets I feel am the street dream, the street legend the game in town. Man its crazy to be on the road alone, I got to be for I will never be with mama again; she did her part and did it well, no complaint s that came from any where at all. At times I feel unappreciated, some says am to be gramy nominated, its so complicated, at times it may be eradicated, but who is willing to make it initiated. I said before I believe in shooting stars like Kanye and not shoes and cars. I know there is always war coming down but we should love all we see, my break is done and…..
Am on the road again, I got my money my passport, you know it am on the road again. Am independent am now on my own, this is a life time. Am on the road again, there’s no turning back.
Man the journey is long so long I cant bare but I have to stay on board its another break and I got utilize it, I need to initialize it. Do you realize am doing a mix so firm and great, nothing comes easy for we got to keep our head up, Pac was not crazy when he directed us to keep our head up high. He knew it’s fucked up and the road is never clear as crystal and not crystal the liquor form down the lane. My writing is getting better, taking over like the sale of the safaricom IPO, the thing with mine it has on issues and no defects at all. I think the driver is calling on he wants us to keep moving we have a long trip and it needs so much time. I enjoyed myself with the breaks, for a while I forgot I was on the road again doing what is best for me. I will keep moving and get money, am not a rich kid but I want to get there, have it all and the dream I had can come true. On the cover of a magazine, with my limousine, flaming thunder, men I got it all. That’s the life I wait to be in and chilling so hard for it. I want to be seen as a great man with nice family. You’re shocked, I am a family man, love kids so bad I can’t wait for the time I will have my own. I want to be seen a father and a good one who loves and takes good care of family, just like my dad did. I learnt from the best, am confident on the road I will make it to the other end safe and sound. That’s the dream and the main thing I see. Am on this road and as long as I live I will keep to it and my times up and…..
Am on the road again, I got my money my passport, you know it am on the road again. Am independent am now on my own ,this is a life time. Am on the road again, there is no turning back.

Am on the road making life better see ya! Haaa! Uiii! Émigeé

Émigeé’s ish

my desire

My desire….
My music is now soothing, but am sure it’s now improving. 
You hear it makes you want to jump off your car in a highway, 
by the way am like a rider on the highway, 
not to stay but to be on the way and gone away. 
I bring down a sermon like an omen, 
make all the pastors freeze there sermons 
but just for Eric Sermon with the good news sermon,
 I’d love to stay in the game just like Roger Miller 
and make major impact like Reggie Miller, 
walk a right path and not be a sinner, 
am like a thinner comes hand with the painter. 
I can’t handle the gift I have but I thank God for it. 
You tell me to swallow my pride; I tell you my pride ain’t edible, 
I come from the Westside, the lakeside of this country down there is pride forget the lions. 
You don’t need to be taught on it just see it as it is, am more than gangster, 
not by how low my waist is, 
for that sucks but the life I live by hustling to make these ends meet. 
Am mature that’s why I make sense on my rhymes, 
not like some with nursery school lines, 
maybe some clothing hanging line will do, 
I don’t need to be abusive to be seen so strong and ghetto, 
you can still be calm and be ghetto, 
live in the hoods and still be ghetto, 
its in born you cant practice it, you cant force it, you cant change it.
 I see some broke boys rolling the streets you know who! 
(Dobeez) calling themselves ghetto fab, 
and all flashy names you can think of, 
complete the job then you can live the dream you claim you’re in. 
all hail to Bamboo nigga’s done what it takes and deserves the credit. 
Kant…whatever men you got some sick name 
get a name then polish your rhymes I don’t groupie niggas 
I be real with them, talk sense spit all I can say from my mind, 
I don’t write anymore, 
for any time I do so I don’t record them for I get better rhymes when I approach the mic. 
This is to be heard so loud and clear get that, 
Mwafrica, shit man your hair needs some good grooming, 
I have you ever heard of a comb? 
It does not mean if your hip-hop you get so untidy. 
Am sick of being told what real hip hop,
I have read that all from the net even taken classes and please the ppl who do it are always wrong. This is to be a neat culture that embraces love and some sense of responsibility. 
I don’t want to send hate any more. 
But it’s out sorry I dint mean to offend anyone. 
Let it go. But study the game good