keep running!!!

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 and trust in, 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 justice is, 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 be lied to? I have toiled so hard in 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, the state is 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, the police is doing worse by advertising them as wanted on the dailies, 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 light 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 of the kind, 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 when you step in, your seen as the worst and jail is knocking at the door, so why the struggle, keep running……

its all about choices we make

There are 4 things you can never recover; the stone after the throw, the word after it’s said, the occasion after the loss and the time after it’s gone. Each time something bad happens, we can choose to be victim or we can choose to learn from it. I always choose to learn from it. "Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk every situation is a choice. We can choose how to deal with it and it’s always up to us to make choices that will see us through and be beneficial to us. Every day we have to make choices to either enjoy life or hate on it, and that’s what comprises of what we go through in life. We may sound so convinced of the choices we make but still we learn from them and have memories from them. We have faced each day with joy in our hearts, in a position to make the best from the little steps we make all the times. So things will make us cry and some will make us smile but we should not dwell on them so much, we are to treat them like lessons in life, proceedings and mark points in life. We can’t promise heaven, because that’s not our ability. The things we’ll do are from within and are to assist in making life better for all we deal with. We can’t change all that is in place but adjust in with it. That what I have learnt in my life this whole time, if we want good we have to think of that good, and if we want something we work towards it for the better or for the worse. We support all factors that can lead to it and make it better. Happiness gives us a second more to see another day and stay alive.

it is what it is!!

I have never had a perfect bitch like Yolanda was/ reached a level I was like perfect bitch never was/never had a chance to roll with cash like CMB cause he has/ I see niggaz trying hard to make ends meet like Nas/ I always want to make a jam but am like this never was/ I end up telling sad stories on my rhymes cause it was/ this is more complicated that what I thot was/ ppl keep talking ill bout me of how I hate on anything and everything that comes my way/ am like please don’t be so deceptive cause my life its been that way/ in Jan the great rift was full of coffins and caskets/ all I saw was the rift that was like a broken cassette/ we here wasting time not making it better as per the aspects/ life is made so hard so I got to push, the good read from prospects/ nothing comes clean cause no one seems to have the concepts/ what I have tried so hard to avoid now is what I have become/ I never wanted to be critic but life is bitter sour like citric/ gave me every reason to be what I am a critic/ man am never laid back like Kanye’s beat, but always counting on my heart beat/ I thank God for that, the life he gave me and keep the heart beat/ nothing seems to add up even education is now mis-educating/ we have kids each day trying to work hard for graduating/ but ends up being seen as a burden in the society/ I said one learns all and tries all in university, but that’s just it cause of no animosity/ I wonder am I reckless or careless, then I realize we have some sickness / that hit our leaders so hard becoming senseless and useless/ I cant compromise what I love cause its all that I have/the barber shops have been turned to big rumor mills/ the salons were the ones know for this kinda business or rumor mill/ If I had a daughter I will pay for her done at home/ cause I cant stand the shit going outa there away from home/ whores are taking over this land they fuck for money if not direct but in other ways, leaving you broke/ a good bitch will fuck you for free even when your broke/ for as long as you have some sense and you got no stroke/ I see all these wrongs am like where can I go to clear my head/ the church is lost cause each and every Sunday they are mislead/ with pastors who abuse drugs who lie and lost there heads/ small boys are molested each day by the same heads/ how can some use the good God place for us to mislead?/ to have sex to insult and make business outa church institutions/ at times I feel I only got myself and my nine millimeter which I wish I had/ its like leaving in an island with nowhere to run/ countries are defying the peace like Iran/ creating weapons, who want to go to war can we embrace the peace?/ I see even the thugs in streets with the bling Jesus piece/ I wonder if they know what that man says, I can write this the whole day cause I have so much to say, but hay is made when the sun shines and now its gone so cant do my hay!!

it is what it is!!

I have never had a perfect bitch like Yolanda was/ reached a level I was like perfect bitch never was/never had a chance to roll with cash like CMB cause he has/ I see niggaz trying hard to make ends meet like Nas/ I always want to make a jam but am like this never was/ I end up telling sad stories on my rhymes cause it was/ this is more complicated that what I thot was/ ppl keep talking ill bout me of how I hate on anything and everything that comes my way/ am like please don’t be so deceptive cause my life its been that way/ in Jan the great rift was full of coffins and caskets/ all I saw was the rift that was like a broken cassette/ we here wasting time not making it better as per the aspects/ life is made so hard so I got to push, the good read from prospects/ nothing comes clean cause no one seems to have the concepts/ what I have tried so hard to avoid now is what I have become/ I never wanted to be critic but life is bitter sour like citric/ gave me every reason to be what I am a critic/ man am never laid back like Kanye’s beat, but always counting on my heart beat/ I thank God for that, the life he gave me and keep the heart beat/ nothing seems to add up even education is now mis-educating/ we have kids each day trying to work hard for graduating/ but ends up being seen as a burden in the society/ I said one learns all and tries all in university, but that’s just it cause of no animosity/ I wonder am I reckless or careless, then I realize we have some sickness / that hit our leaders so hard becoming senseless and useless/ I cant compromise what I love cause its all that I have/the barber shops have been turned to big rumor mills/ the salons were the ones know for this kinda business or rumor mill/ If I had a daughter I will pay for her done at home/ cause I cant stand the shit going outa there away from home/ whores are taking over this land they fuck for money if not direct but in other ways, leaving you broke/ a good bitch will fuck you for free even when your broke/ for as long as you have some sense and you got no stroke/ I see all these wrongs am like where can I go to clear my head/ the church is lost cause each and every Sunday they are mislead/ with pastors who abuse drugs who lie and lost there heads/ small boys are molested each day by the same heads/ how can some use the good God place for us to mislead?/ to have sex to insult and make business outa church institutions/ at times I feel I only got myself and my nine millimeter which I wish I had/ its like leaving in an island with nowhere to run/ countries are defying the peace like Iran/ creating weapons, who want to go to war can we embrace the peace?/ I see even the thugs in streets with the bling Jesus piece/ I wonder if they know what that man says, I can write this the whole day cause I have so much to say, but hay is made when the sun shines and now its gone so cant do my hay!!

There is a time and place for everything and that place is college

There is a time and place for everything and that place is college, the only time your free to ruin your life or make your life that’s college. You can waste and come out with nothing or some this with something/ remember a positive of anything is better that a negative of nothing / so that where you can practice dating or anything you feel like trying / its all up to you as I said you can ruin or make its all in ones hand/gals become women and they identify what really matters/ that’s when boys become men and realize they can do drugs/ the bottom line if you fail to make it its up to you/ for most of the time you’re alone to leave your life/ be busy as bee in a bee hive or sit idle likes some dolphins taking dives/ all in all its upon you to make it better in your life/ below college education one should not even dream of any thing be it doing drugs or sex all that please give an EX/ I see no point to disarm the law when below the stage/ at that level there should never be compromise at that age/ at college level you can even try out marriage if you like it then make your move/ you can build a career at this level an reach high places / or remain at the level you came in with that is low places/ so being alone and being a watch over you is all you need/ gals came to college with no make up but so many years down the line they are professionals in the field off make up/ so are the men who came to college and all tucked up now walk so bugged up with triple XL shirts./ before then they used to drink Juice on special days now its more like breakfast taken every day/ by the day virginity is lost and innocence is lost/ be happy within you if had the chance for a college to host you like a real college/ forget about the college wanna bes in Kenya/ I guess the public who reads know what I mean, I know am mean but it’s the truth the only place and time for everything is college we call the universities before the NARC Era/ this other ones are imposters not real situation/ but still they can fall in and enjoy this time. If you missed out then you missed a big part in life. / so adore college life before its done/ cause after that we are to specialize on what we made our minds to do back then./ college experience really rocks …………………………….

some love for the game

Hey Lemme get slow motion with you, /the only thing I see I want to get down with you./ They said if am not dissing I cant compose a rhyme,/ I can always sit and always compose a rhyme,/ better that the things those other emcees do what I call lines,/ I will mime over your name make it an anthem, /they will see and read what I write and then, /see how am not dissing at this time but praising the good I see in you. /You give me a good you give me a real thing I never thot of, /in this game in this world at times the radios put me off, /I’ll always be strong to defend you at all cost,/ this could be running up and down and coast to coast, /I’ll defend and proclaim what I love cause I see no cost. /I don’t anyone to help express this in the name of cast. /Loving every moment I spend with you and proclaim the stand we have in life. /You give me reason to breathe a reason to see each day with a smile. / When all hope is gone you remind me of the best thing you have. /I can never see me falling by cause for you I did fall already by, /am all grown and I understand you better and want to stay closer with you,/ I’ll never abandon but to stick by you hold you,/ even if the world is all against you I will hold you down,/ and never at any one given point to let you down/ I was born to write and I will use it to defend you to show how much I love you/ you may wonder who the hell is this- its hip hop the one thing I love/ it means so much to me it can hold on me count on me/ never to let it go when am down it gives me hope and spirit to keep it alive/ I cant be KRS or Rakim but where I hold I will keep it in my heart for long/ I am true and commercial has never been an option/ hip hop reigns and its number one the better option/ Like the color green, it's there to stay from the grass to all the plants you see/ Things will stay in this industry, yeah, /I fought and this made me this way/ get this between me and hip hop its simple cause its here to stay/ anything else that comes this way. Are like sweeping leaves on a windy day,/ I was born to be here and all I’ll do is to stay/ I am here tented here I love hip hop…………………..

i speak

I speak from my heart like it’s a mouth thro’ my chest/
so pure so clear to level it can help one to invest/
it can bring so much to ones life with gain we call interest/
I see the Emcees making a name spiting a rhyme, man am impressed/
this game is real and so alive it kicks and not depressed/
the fake are flooding the airwaves tryin to make this disgraced/
to those who feel are hip hop rugged, news flash your smooth as baby’s bum/
I’ll zip your lip and make you permanently dumb/
I’ll urinate on your so called career, ruin it light it smoke it blow it in the air/
consider me as one among the and only few hip hop heir/
I’ll render you useless in what you claim you do/
it will be more like am legendary in this thing called voodoo /
but in this case is specially made for the fake and idea deprived/
if I was in the melody world I’d be Kelly the piper/
instead I’d be smoking what you consider success thru’ a pipe huh! /
I was born to write it’s like I was born with a pen on my hand/
I thot that there were many who were born with the gift in there hand/
but I was wrong and it came to be they are few niggaz/
some of them have given in to commercial am like fuck commercials/
half of them is shared equal to jail and six feet under/
the remaining are contemplating on if to go on or to fall off the game/
leaving this game to be frustrated by fake emcees/
the rap game is compromised to fit in places it was never meant to be/
it was out to educate the young give direction that’s where to be/
I spend most of this time trying to win souls and not make the record skip/
but am reminded of the battle I fight, with the sounds of sickness in radio /
there is no love in the so called radios , they talk of ego/
what the fuck is that! it in us we spit the truth/
politics is messed up day by day/
misleading the the nations on the lies the cook up/
we’re left to press on to hold on, the problem there’s nothing really to hold on to./
so still the struggle continues ……………………..

Someone got talk this we’re like shopping malls/
and not the dirty stickers stuck on walls/
here, we’re like one stop shop for rhymes/
but if anyone jerks this rhymes, I’ll burn like some STD/
or maybe some sex disease /
consider this place like a VCT /
we cleanse we counsel and change from the very bad disease/
if you feel displeased then stop the reading /
I will twist anything call me a twister/
not so fast like the man behind kamikaze/
but close to make headlines like news you see/
you sick emcees feel like Bob the sick man from Zim /
listen to what we say maybe you can be a real celebrity overnight/
I’d appreciate if give us something small like peace/
not just having the bling called Jesus piece /
but the real deal which would be regarded as a meal/
couzifer told you am ill I got rhyme syndrome/
and I am free so free, broken loose from my dome /
consider this the return of the murderer/
and the big thing is that its beginning of Baghdad /
a lot of emcees out there will call me dad/
this is the declaration of war/
the safe way out is to join board or quit what you call music/
after the war the kapuka thing will be chalked/
a crime scene indicated and investigations carrying on/
and from then on kapuka shall long be gone/
we are more that these other rap dudes /
we’re real niggaz we wont hesitate to clap fools /
try to send them off with any of available tools/
I was bred born and raised in this true shit/
am not a pop nigga and f*ck the radio with there shit/
they feel we can't be and fall in place as in fit/
shit I hate the whole system I wish I could turn it off/
f*ck what the video do, they ain’t real pure fiction/
its stressing on points just like an addiction /
all I need is a cool prediction /
to tell me one day we will be free from this bondage /
f*ck the rap game we’re the realest niggaz who does the real thing, PERIOD

lets keep this flowing..........................

i flow liquid

I flow liquid like the great Lake Victoria/

si lazima nililie usukani bwana mi si queen Victoria/

I was doing some good vocals called rhyming /

Then I heard the industry was taken over by lining /

To me it was more of nursery school writing/

The mimes we did reciting the wording/

I never intended to be this way but I was damn sick/

I could not find anything that was hip nick/

That would raise attention when sounds /

So I developed a tap that flows with sounds/

It came along with a good surround/

I do steady rhyming to others it would be underground/

I said before I can write I don’t need to be spell bound/

To all the sick ass Emcees please turn around/

How can some one waste a track doing 6 bars/

On a track where real emcees would do 48 bars/

I am hot than what MIMs claims to be/

He can be my number one fun cause I spit hot/

Even his own mama can be dancing to my tunes/

I don’t give a raw deal I give the real deal/

I was here long before some MCs could hold a mic/

For get hold even spell the word Microphone/

Even before in Africa there was the cell phone/

They will fill me when am gone /

But I will have some for them to read and feed on/

Hardstone was never hard he just did his own thing/

I can really hate on anything that comes my way/

Like the liquor in a store to electronics on the shelf/

For life has been full of ish…………………