Africa Liberation Day 25th May

Africa Liberation Day 25^th May

In Africa we are proud and we always show it to the whole world. Indicating that black is power and all, that power we have is on no use to people like us who don’t have it, after so many years ever since the white man had left the land for us, we still behave like we are still in the colonial times. I still have so many tears, still survive in a land we call free. Where is the freedom we struggled for, the independence and the peace, was it for an individual or for the whole continent? We never develop we fall day by the day. Africa is in crisis that’s what we hear in the news all day, Zimbabwe is an embarrassment to the whole continent, democracy has failed to flourish in the land, politicians are thugs with no guns while robbing. They steal and leave you struggle. Its on the calendars, Africa Liberation Day May 25^th but what is it to me but just any other day in the year! If I think about this I tear, for I got so much fear there ain’t a reason to celebrate, we always regret and we never appreciate, the wrong has dominate and nothing good can stagnate, its like good and Africa is gone and will never be strong, I wonder why we keep going wrong. I see no liberation, I see frustration, miss-education. No work with dedication for the taxes are eating up our pockets each day, inflation is taking over this land with arrogance and no mercy for we choose to be that way, wasted. Kenya the struggle is power and wealth generation, in south Africa there is ethnic violence, discrimination. Brothers can’t even read and write yet they want to be given jobs to do! Development is biased, things are done on a one sided basis. Yowerri wants to die in presidency, Mugabe wants to make stupidity in presidency, where is the f**king democracy? Where is the reason to celebrate liberation in Africa? Akon sung mama Africa, for sure he has seen the potential being exploited by a few. We claim to be great why should we be silent when the continent is flaming? What will our kids say when they face a burnt up nation? Why do we always have to ask for aid? Or being independent means we survive on aid? I know we are on our knees and need the aid but why make it a habit? I see no reasons for this day and shy it should be a holiday, the fathers who came up with it are surely disappointed, we still hate each other, we still lazy and make no meaning, we leave in dreams and fail to state the facts, why do we have to mention parties and there is no reason to party? Kenyan MPs are busy with home comings while ignoring what the real issue is, we still got IDPs so many in camps. The share market is owned by the few rich dudes. The country is run by the few rich men. Over half the continent is drowned in poverty; we got no roads, no safety in place. Certain areas in Kenya feels like outa the country maybe in Somali, talk of the nation that has failed to have peace; Darfur is a war zone and a blood spot, we cant move if we have no governments we have no systems but people in place to control the work force. What liberation is that? We are still slaves to our African leaders, we’re enslaved by them and never to be free. I see no use to celebrate the liberation cause is no more in Africa, and we’re getting to era of darkness so F**k Africa Liberation Day

Emigee's ish

Don’t keep a whore in you home,

Don’t keep a whore in you home,

Some men worry when they are getting old, as its told/ its bad to be single and yet so old/ we end up keeping a whore in your home / she will suck dick that comes along/ even if it will be short or long/ it doesn’t matter if she’s sweet as Nia long/ if she’s a whore not good for home/ she will bring hell at home , and one day end up alone/ you need some chick with some good education/ so that she can get some good communication/ and can assist her to get some good occupation/ some thing that will keep her busy as bee in a hive/ everywhere she is turn it to a hive/ nigga we got a short life to live / to bring a bitch home to live/ you got to stay focus and not outa focus/ that’s what we compromised in the music world/ music is now a waste in this lost world/ we given thot to the sick line we here from lost generation/ in music there is no recreation/ it went thru’ the creation/and needs not regeneration/ let it be just how it is, free from the kapuka industry/ there is ignorance in the radio industry/ we toned down and we are keeping a whore down in our homes/ we forget the life lessons we learnt from the culture/ please save me the praise, for am here to raise the dead in the game/ just like Christ did in his times with no further mentioning names/ why do we always want to be last?/we can be fast, then first and not the worst/ please for sake of the industry lets embrace the culture/ for it has more to do with the future/ I got the scriptures and don’t listen to the debentures/ I got more that what you really want to follow/ please be hollow with reason/ to get the truth and live free/ it pays to be free and have a free way/don’t be fooled kapuka is like Delilah to the industry/ it will trap and destroy the industry/ am not doing what you call hate but wait/ am talking the truth don’t get a whore home/ for in a short while you’ll be gone, I mean done/gone by the wind like the furry flowers in the field, /kapuka is like a sex in the field, and a result of unplanned for pregnancy/ more of mediocrity bringing animosity / I see from any level and for that I can be like cool and Dre/ wait much better maybe Dr. Dre/compose a beat , write a rhyme and record a hit/ I drop by the beat, in this heat/ I feel like am in a pursuit and am running/ then if I stop kapuka will be gunning/ so I got to keep on with the campaign to obtain and contain/ with sometime I will be like the ODM movement / for am doing things one in a moment / please don’t keep a whore a housewife/ in short don’t support kapuka!!

Emigee’s ish

Project defame:

Project defame:

Well its another season to throw away talent, I call it project defame, cause I see no fame that comes along with it. We know persons who came from the projects and became famous, I start with Joseph Catagenna, I don’t to make so many examples and we all know that, the beer factory came with a winning plan to defame persons, because there is none who passed by there and made it to the next level, the number one abuses the position because we have judges who makes choices by faces and not by voice, it’s a wrong choice, we got the wacky ass persons in the project, the thing is in Africa we imitate and fail to initiate, we need to meditate on what really helps us, but we dwell on what kills us, we make wrong choices each time, we create opportunity and fail to initialize, please lets stabilize the systems and we will capitalize, please the beer factory hand picked an actor to judge voices what does acting has to do with singing, the only time he sings is when is on shower or maybe distressed in the loo, Ian Mbugua man get a life, you cant see the failure you have in some kids dreams, you lucky ass nigga the beer factory saw you and picked you like some raw malt in the fields, then please be useful in the field, just like the malt. If you got wife issues please see some psychologist you, need some probation, you raw ass nigga playing a judge, does it mean we cant find better persons to play judge or what is the beer factory trying to tell us, the nigga is skinny ass nigga, you look like you face some child molestation and so you want to transfer the situation, get over the life you have and be nice, I don’t even care why should you be nice, its project defame, the previous one gave us a winner who cant even sing the anthem, did an album that I have never seen, there was a second one and a third one who I don’t know what they do one did some songs in mother tongue, pliz we are multi-linguistic that’s why am writing this so that you can read and initialize, then idolize you sick crew, there is other one who needs to meet with the MNET look alike group, I saw the Pain in him get real and get focused. After the pain it came to a Tee, nigga your big and need some work out you’ll die a heart failure, back to Ian, why do you have a letter name? did you mum lack names to give you? Your name sounds like a car error in some West African language, then back to the north it sounds like telling kids naked needs to be washed, ok back to the event project defame, you play the role of Christ that you can never be, you can give advice that can help. The song you probably know in the past is “we camu by Nakitare”, I saw your skinny ass dancing that song and you mastered the words so that you can sing it every morning when your stroking yourself in the bath room, the most recent song you know is number zako by the flexxy boy with the none fleshy rhymes, you got no tone or a voice to sing, I’d beat you by the sound of my fart, for it will hit a high note before you think singing, for to you to sing you need a bathroom and some soap which may not be there on the stage, I think you just hit puberty stage, cause you ain’t acting your age, your age mates are maybe ins some bar teasing some bar maid, the project is already defamed so please leave it to the ones who understand to play, you are a novice and that’s where you’ll always stay in that level. Am hard and am not ashamed of that I will always kick like my grand dad last name was lee, I spit better than the walalo from Eastleigh. You think you can face me please do but you have to come in some fire fighting suit for I flame like furnace, hotter that a black cat from hell. I will knock you off like William tell, trust me when done you wont tell for I leave no evidence but you’ll be past like the post election violence, I will wound your career and molest you, kill you career till it wont have enough time to sketch a will!!!

Emigee's ish

the Press Conference

Ladies and gentlmen io welcome you the cwachee news listings, I called the press conference to set the record straight, and not to be seen as bait, and to let the whole world know we will never be on the wait, because hip hop has so much weight to be on the wait. It’s been so insultive and abusive on how persons have been insensitive about hip hop and its extensive thots, music has lost reason and true meaning in the society, it’s attacked just like cavity, and rendered hip hop dead, am here to give a press statement the hip hop is alive and busy like bees in a beehive. We are out to build it to support it and make it grow with no harm or danger to it, we will declare a mass protest to protect the and redirect, we will not sit and watch the game being abused and misused, for we will stand for the truth and the good is gives, for it lives and will always will, am the future and we will stand for what we believe in, how can some sick music flood the market and give no airtime to the real thing, persons in camps, known as the IDPs, there are some dying with the STDs, its like having some extra cheese and there is one with no cheese at all. Why do musicians paint a wrong image all the time? Giving party to society that knows none of that, we ain’t parting we are in pain why cant we talk of that the true things affecting the nation, things are on the minimal, ppl are treated like criminals, and some treated like animals, get the fact straight kapuka has no breading zone in this industry, is a disgrace to the whole society, it disrespects the music that was made good for us to change us, to give comfort and give us hope and educate us, I here by declare war on abusive music, on ideas placed on tracks with no direction, as I said am an erection of hope in this land and I will always do this to the whole world with love, I got love and that why am having this press release and you will realize I will help stress release, get ease and be free, I kick a verse and speak the truth, no hate but love, I may speak the truth and sound like hate but am more that hate am like the medicine to the plague called kapuka, I read its like getting high on sambuka, but that is that am free in a move and never failing none, you’ll wait for me to backslide but you will get it all wrong cause I never will as its written in my will is nil to fall back and fail, all I know is this and it will always be round the clock. I know you never read or heard anything happy from me but I got reason, for there is no happiness in any season, everybody gone kapuka and we are missing the point, I sat on the block with real men and its like am all alone, at times I hear what’s played on radio and I feel like dying the next minute, the system is getting worse minute every minute, anybody loops a beat its get an airplay, the radio has no justice on airplay, no real music with some sense is given airplay. Am I going to sit and complain about the radio station, a place with no professionals, is become like football in Kenya with no professionals. The DJs play no acknowledgment for the mixtapes; the Art was developed for the mixtapes. The culture is run by persons of no reasons, it feels bad when they call Nakitarie as a hip hop artist, man that’s cold, for just how its told, it really sound so old and with no direction I cant even describe genre he sings, there is one who’s name is sounds like vegetable, man am falling sick by the moment and am out I represent the streets for boys at home could not give me the street music that we looked for. It getting dimmer just like rice on a simmer with no fire on it will never get along, for as long there are quacks in the industry we will never get along, and am all alone just like a kid who’s alone and does not get along with the baby sitter, am playing the of hip hop sitter for its a lot safer besides me for I keep it alive. It’s the reason of my well being for it taught me all I knew, for some niggaz blew, it away when it came to teach how can one proclaim something he has no sense on history about. don’t run about talking about the game, for the block was hot for the game he went commercial, am doing this not for commercial but for the love I have for it, am not looking for fame for it will come smooth and along and flow along its been a long talk for that what I will always do, keep to the flow and grant all well. Thanks for the time, for it’s now done and its official we are on a mass action to eradicated crap music.

Emigee's ish

My rep

My rep is impeccable, so irreplaceable, so I can’t gamble, for it to stumble. That does not mean I humble just like a candle I will burn for as long as I can handle, I don’t break so I will never dangle. So to those who thot I’ll be in dark, sorry I got my mantle, and for this game I will never mishandle, I can be a better game sitter for this pressure I will handle. My intention is never to crumble, I want to be the one who can offer this game some cuddle, posse it no huddle, and make it leave longer than a yodle, I’ll make ideas not to be swindle but to be acceptable, man its so unbelievable there are few who can handle this game, its just no name and it may come with fame, it needs to be in some hall of fame and not to be defamed, I hate taking advantage to defame like project defame, the so called winners never got fame I cant even mention if it was fame or just to defame. Real talent cant stand before a judge for it cant be judged if one does it becomes misjudged and the real thing is kick out. The politicians can’t handle me for am the truth and I need no proof, I got more guts than a samurai sword could cut, am spitting like a snake in the bush and kicking like the haters for bush, hush!!! sometimes I fear myself for I got no control over myself, if I can battle myself then who can even face me, we got so much time to waste and we never notice when we cant stand the waste, its like a top model losing her waist and the show comes in two days, she will call it a waste. I hate to hate but then again what will help the hate stop, there is nothing good to say, I got talent and I cant record for someone feels I need to talk about bitches, and parties, to me when am having a fuck is when I see panties, so why sing about bitched and parties, lets be real life is never a party, the budget is to be read I know we will keep on surviving till the day we drop. There is no honesty thus increase the poverty, death toil grows insecurity grows and all good goes, my rep is so precious I cant defy it all I will do is to define it, and from all my words it can be seen, if you feel am obscene then next time try not to be keen, for I will speak the truth with no candy coat, if its too much please take a boat and in the middle of the ocean take a dive, or you can stick your head in the beehive. I got dreams to build a great building like the empire state building, but who will hook me up to bet to that dealing, in poverty we are the leading, but still we don’t care and there is no one to dare, my rep is my director, and I will an erector of hope to mankind. So I got to watch my rep, am the truth…….

Emigee's ish