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Like Lightning
01:59
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I am like lightning
you hear me after I'm gone,
already left. I strike fast
before your-last-breath.
You don't hear my words until
I've already left.
My flow is less than perfect because
I left before perfection came.
My past is your present.
I live in the future so your present can last.
So, I leave my gifts for you
in my past.
I outlast what the sun outshines
'cause I make lasting impressions
with my mind.
I'm the solar flare from dark space.
I deal with dark matter.
I create light
and serve it on a titanium platter.
I'm precious, like metal.
More than perfect
is when I settle.
So I'm more affluent in the ghetto.
Closing open minds so they can contain light
and open minds that shine like the night,
'cuz they're on the dark side.
Satan, get thine behind!
I am the light,
so I show you my MIND.
Mind your business.
My mind is you.
So lightning the darkness!
I continue...
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Yo, sometimes in war you gotta go in the trenches.
No matter how sinful it is or how bad the stench is.
‘cause if you don’t, the enemy’ll have you in stitches
while you’re still crying about all those that snitch
and then left you in the dust when the heat got too thick.
You’ll be in a fuss and your brain you’ll pick
until you turn mentally ill
and need millions upon
millions of chemical pills
to keep you sane
when in reality, remaining sane
really means healing your pain.
We need to stop playing these games
of constant mistrust and eternal blame
so we can grow into a unit of positive peeps
that can cure any ill in these city streets.
To the stars we need to reach
so we can positively teach
our young children
who are illing
only because our predecessors
have been chillin’
on their couches, wheelin’ and dealing
only with nurturing their own personal feelings
of physical lust and constant mistrust,
of drinkin’ stuff and smokin’ canibus.
Can I just search for peace
instead of looking for grease
to slick my nappy hair?
I swear this burden I won’t bear
when my ancestors helped create
this unhealthy atmosphere.
Listen loud and clear-
I’M OUTA HERE!! I shall destroy
this reality by living in my mind
until it’s time for us to spiritually bind
into one agreement for one achievement
into spiritual bliss
that has the gist
of confused consciousness
turning organized
and making us wise
so devilish ways can’t surprise
us back into chaos.
I’m sick of being lost
in a labyrinth that’s
really a straight line.
There really is a fine
point between being
lost and found in this joint
of interconnectedness
with no respect-and it’s
a damn shame when we still
look for others to blame
when we don’t accept our own
contributions-f*** retribution!
I want executed solutions.
That’s our payback—
not greenbacks
that are simple IOUs for their slack
of spiritual neglect and physical crack,
that gets us high on lyrical drivebys
that kill our mental ability—
I just want some stability that is found
only with the use of humility
and a good heart.
It is, at least, a good start.
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Yo, sometimes in war you gotta go in the trenches.
No matter how sinful it is or how bad the stench is.
‘cause if you don’t, the enemy’ll have you in stitches
while you’re still crying about all those that snitch
and then left you in the dust when the heat got too thick.
You’ll be in a fuss and your brain you’ll pick
until you turn mentally ill
and need millions upon
millions of chemical pills
to keep you sane
when in reality, remaining sane
really means healing your pain.
We need to stop playing these games
of constant mistrust and eternal blame
so we can grow into a unit of positive peeps
that can cure any ill in these city streets.
To the stars we need to reach
so we can positively teach
our young children
who are illing
only because our predecessors
have been chillin’
on their couches, wheelin’ and dealing
only with nurturing their own personal feelings
of physical lust and constant mistrust,
of drinkin’ stuff and smokin’ canibus.
Can I just search for peace
instead of looking for grease
to slick my nappy hair?
I swear this burden I won’t bear
when my ancestors helped create
this unhealthy atmosphere.
Listen loud and clear-
I’M OUTA HERE!! I shall destroy
this reality by living in my mind
until it’s time for us to spiritually bind
into one agreement for one achievement
into spiritual bliss
that has the gist
of confused consciousness
turning organized
and making us wise
so devilish ways can’t surprise
us back into chaos.
I’m sick of being lost
in a labyrinth that’s
really a straight line.
There really is a fine
point between being
lost and found in this joint
of interconnectedness
with no respect-and it’s
a damn shame when we still
look for others to blame
when we don’t accept our own
contributions-f*** retribution!
I want executed solutions.
That’s our payback—
not greenbacks
that are simple IOUs for their slack
of spiritual neglect and physical crack,
that gets us high on lyrical drivebys
that kill our mental ability—
I just want some stability that is found
only with the use of humility
and a good heart.
It is, at least, a good start.
Many search for peace and tranquility
But for stability
Must 1st have humility
All else exercises futility
Greater works begins with humility
Never doubt your personal ability
Just walk with God, have faith and humility
Then your work will flip with agility
Bring sevenfold return, all with humility
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I am running in a straight line looking for a clearing
Deep in the wilderness, my ears are hearing
Different opinions and trains of thought
I must utilize the wisdom my Creator brought
Right in my lap-I feel trapped
By stress that’s building up and has zapped
Me right in the chest: I know I’m blessed
But I must sweep through soil, clean up this mess
So I won’t have to repeat lessons or fail this test again
This has to be the tenth time
So now I write a different type of rhyme
So now I write a different type of rhyme
Relationships help me to evolve
But other peeps problems I can’t solve
I have to solve me and ask for help when needed
The elders wisdom I must always heed
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping CD, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping mp3, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
I drop the type of wisdom that uplifts sages
write the poetry that got you turning pages
perfect the peace that transcends rages
but bold as a lion breaking through cages
it's me, Kayode, with flows that're smooth
rap acapella to jam own grooves
sanitize like chlorine, so I clean fools
full of bullsh!t rap that stink like stool
I minimize aggression and just teach lessons
my childhood perspectives I keep manifesting
as an adult, I make suggestions
that, for those that heed, kiss perfection
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping CD, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping mp3, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
so listen to the Man that elevates minds
and breaks you down like a million times
so we can build ourselves up
to where we need to be
instead of in the depths of this society
on the bottom of the houses we built
or being blackened by the industry’s silt
we need to get up; stop being lazy
and find our minds instead of being crazy
before we all are pushing up daisies
from a cloud that’s purple and hazy
or should I say green, cuz it seems
that we smoke away our dreams
for dead presidents and mary jane
when mary lou are playing games
with tom, dick and harry—
yo, it’s scary when we marry
all things that are contrary…
to our original beliefs.
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping CD, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
We skip past the process, that ain’t tight
Just like a skipping mp3, it don’t sound right
Teach us how to fish so we can proceed
Don’t give us fish, that ain’t what we need!
Now, we have peeps that teach, but we don’t learn
So we are to blame if we burn
Life’s an oracle, we best start to read
Cuz life gives us everything that we need
What do we want? It doesn’t matter
We can get it all right on a silver platter
The catch is if we want it, we need to work
So if hearing that phrase gets you urked,
Don’t step over here calling me a jerk
Do for you FIRST or prepare for a hearse
Excuse me if I sound too terse
Our salvation is near, oh so close
So there’s no time to be verbose
Shut your trap unless you sayin’ something
Produce results and stop frontin’
If you ain’t got it, don’t whine to me for nothin’!
Unless you come with the wish
That I can teach you how to fish
I won’t hand it to you on a dish
So don’t think that I’m trying to dis
When you become pissed
After I give you some worms
And then blow you a kiss
I’m teaching you how not to burn
Cuz that is what I’ve learned
Only after I have burned
Only after I have burned.
So don’t think I’m playing games
If I invite you to walk into your flames
If you waste time asking me “Why?”
Before I can answer, you will die
That’s what my elders told me,
That’s what I tell you
If you know how to fish, you’re an elder too.
Repeat 4x
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5. |
Living, Loving, Learning
03:48
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6. |
3:23
05:28
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3:23 in the morn, and I can’t sleep
thinkin’ bout you between every heartbeat
concentrate longer, heartbeat gets slower
I stay happy, high blood pressure gets lower
When you speak, I let you have the floor
The sound of your voice makes me want more!
I was up in my bed,
Didn’t know what to do
Couldn’t go to sleep
Cuz I’m thinkin’ bout you
I know if you glimpse back in my past
You’d surely look and have to laugh
I failed so many times, in so many ways
When I tried to spit game for so many days
Paying taxes from all the prices I paid
When I didn’t heed advice the elders laid
Thinkin’ bout you, & just couldn’t sleep
Cuz sweat’s on my pillow and I feel the heat
I envision you walking down the street
But you faded away our bodies wouldn’t meet!
I know what I want, but I try to get high
You knew I tried to front, tried to get by
The thought of losing you makes me wanna cry
But, instead, I’m on my back, in bed, askin’ why?!?
3:23 in the morn, and I can’t sleep
thinkin’ bout you between every heartbeat
concentrate longer, heartbeat gets slower
I stay happy, high blood pressure gets lower
When you speak, I let you have the floor
The sound of your voice makes me want more!
When I hear you speak, I hang on every sentence
Cuz now, I know, I’m ready for repentance
All my dimes combine for crazy dollars
But, in your Word, I must become a scholar
I look up to your Son, in Him I work to follow
But the peeps on the street were my role models.
Now, I changed heart, so habits change next
I just look to your Words for Grace and respect
Because…
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
What you have to say
Is all that I need
In your words, God, I must heed!
I’m down on one knee askin’ to proceed
All while lying in my bed, I beg and plead.
I know your Word is always checkin’ me
Perplexin’ me, these girls keep textin’ me
Saying that they love me, but they don’t know
That the love for you, I’m still workin’ to show!
I appreciate you lettin’ me vent
At 3AM while I work to repent
In your image, I must 1st represent
So I can empower my life,
Then find my wife
I know, God, you told me more than twice
But I’m hardheaded, just tell me thrice!
One more time so I can make it,
I hold this course, others try to shake it.
But…
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
I love you, God
I love you God,
I love you, God I love you!
No weapon formed against me shall prosper
So I read your Word to help keep me proper! X4
3:23 in the morn, and I can’t sleep
thinkin’ bout you between every heartbeat
concentrate longer, heartbeat gets slower
I stay happy, high blood pressure gets lower
When you speak, I let you have the floor
The sound of your voice makes me want more!
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7. |
Cleveland Interlude
00:37
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8. |
Rated PG
03:38
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Life is rated PG
Professional guidance is suggested
For the 1st time you get that paycheck
And see FICA abbreviated like a noose around your neck it’s
Rated PG to guide you through the blasphemy
Of separation.
Separation of church from state
As your estate is sold to the state.
In God we trust!
Contradictory love and lust
For money.
Quench our thirst
As we hunger for more.
Mere peanuts, caramel and milk chocolate
Tastes good,
But my hunger still exists.
Rated PG so you can explain this.
I need to consult a professional psychotic
A schizophrenic neurotic
That tries to neuter my ambition
Like a lynched slave.
Castrate me after holding me by the nuts
Work us for 35 years
And expect us not to cuss
In their face.
My paycheck goes to pay for
Lazy jokes that are smarter than me
Cuz they live off of social security
Living in the projects, but got cable
Are not ready or willing but able
To get up off their ass and put their own food on the table
Power to the people!
We live off of others work
While others work in wars that gets me urked
Fighting for God’s product as if it’s ours.
We have dominion,
But damn! My gas should be paid for by Uncle Sam!
Free speech is an expensive price to pay…
My life could be transported underground
And sacrificed for
A melatonin pill
As I sit still and meditate.
My life is great
As I think greatly about all the guidance that is suggested.
Coletrane was sick with his.
His horn sprayed melee’s of anti-war cries
Spasmodic moments of earth, wind and fire
Praising the Most Higher
Than a preacher could in church
That is paid for with tax-dollars
Now, that’s a nonprofit
Not one profit can exist without paying a price
Prophets are sacrificed
We are all on the cross
Getting whipped
As we trip
On a $500 flat screen
Stand in line for hours, know what i mean?
We do that but won’t get up for a job
Save our pennies and create the business we were purposed to have
Having dominion means being a good steward
Responsible for cleaning the sewer
And making sure it’s not full of shit
Can this poem u get wit?
As my rhymes flow like liquid?
Liquid libations
Flowing thru air
I yell ashe everywhere!
My prayer basks in God’s light
Is that why we lose sight?
Our vision should not be blinded
Our light we can see
Make us look in the mirror
Clearly
Professional guidance is suggested
But who are the pros getting left with?
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9. |
Saving
03:48
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When you feel anger,
Don’t waste it by walking into danger
Express it by being meaningful
Then manifest your wildest dreams and goals
Create Your Destiny…
I wanna be me and I wanna be fly,
I wanna be how and I wanna be why,
I wanna be because and I wanna be you,
I wanna be us in our own tennis shoe,
I wanna be free and I wanna be sustained,
I wanna be deep and I wanna be mundane,
always evolving and forever the same,
I wanna manifest the meaning of my name.
Before you lose your sanity,
Just get saved and roll with me…
Repeat
I dunno what to do many times of the day
because of emergencies that come my way.
Parents coming to visit and wanting to talk,
Or students cutting class to go take a walk,
My principal’s keen eye working like a hawk,
or my deadlines stacking like a beanstalk.
I just wish that I could finish
these dues in life so I can replenish
Don’t use profanity
Because you’re saved and roll with me…
Repeat
Shopping carts hit my feet deplete my smile
Other carts block my way in every aisle
Carts hit my heels with a yelling child
Little kids just running wild
Running errands? They’re running me
As I drive these streets like I’m crazy
Drivers not focused, on their phones they talk
Others stroll the street like it’s a sidewalk
They look at me, they huff and they pout
I just want to shout, cuss them all out!
All these thoughts run through my head
But then, a loving voice appeared and said:
I am the way, the truth and the life:
No man cometh unto the Father, but by me.
If ye had known me, ye should have known my father also:
And from henceforth ye know him, and have seen him.
To Help others keep their sanity
Help them get saved and roll with me…
To Help others keep their sanity
Help them get saved and roll with me…
Before you lose your sanity,
Just get saved and roll with me…
Don’t use profanity
Because you’re saved and roll with me…
To Help others keep their sanity
Help them get saved and roll with me…
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10. |
Greater Works
02:50
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11. |
Cleveland Renaissance
01:00
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This is where Cleveland goes...
This is where Cleveland
This is where Cleveland
This is where Cleveland goes...
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12. |
Just Beginning
02:11
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2nd Verse (by Kayode)
I dive into the midst of millions of trees,
walk in the darkness with the greatest of ease,
look all around me and do what I please
‘cause my spirit’s so strong it fends off disease.
So thru the woods I plaster,
deeming the creator as my only master.
Sit down and pray only to walk faster
into the midst of another disaster—
the tragedy of me staring fear in the face
when before that feeling had no place
in my soul…when I was a year less old,
journeyung thru Ndugu and breaking the mold
by crossing thru the rites of passage—
well, the first level was done but the last is
so far away…or so I thought.
But then I was taught
that self mastery is complete
when you can just chill,
sit perfectly still yet
strengthen your will
until you have killed
every iota of free will
(unless it’s God’s).
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14. |
Validation
03:22
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I look at other peeps that walk the streets
Whether ice cold snow or sweltering heat
Mistakes of others’ past, people repeat
Looking for validation from others we meet
Looking for love in all the wrong places
Stuffin’ round parts in square spaces
Beautiful women to many eyes
But low self esteem
To their own demise
Our own life is what we despise
We can turn it all around, it’s no surprise!
We fight this in our nation
Sickness: called validation
I look around to see
Who validates me
I look around and see
Nobody.
I look around to see
Who validates me
I look around and see
Nobody.
Work to be accepted,
Fear being rejected
When our life
God’s already protected
Validate ourselves, stay true to our creed
Supplying the world with what it needs
What we’re most gifted to give
More than tithes, from the good we live
That’s what we do in our nation
Get this thing called validation
Yeah, yeah, God has to get the glory
Stop looking to others to validate your story
The testimony is to help others pass their test
To help them realize how to live their best
To get what they need to continue to serve
So when God steers, don’t swerve
Do things for yourself that you deserve
Continue to keep life preserved
By doing what you born to do
Not looking for validation from you-know-who
Whoever caught your eye,
Whoever gave you bliss
Whoever it is
That you want to kiss
Your life validates itself
by the fruit you bear
I look around to see
Who validates me
I look around and see
Nobody.
I look around to see
Who validates me
I look around and see
Nobody.
Bridge (Vamp)
I looked in the mirror just one time
And saw that God
Validates me and mine.
Too corny for radio, too hardcore for the streets
But this flow right here will surely meet
Those with faith, it’s how we all see, ‘n’
Show and prove by tellin’ what you’re receiving
Only eagles can see fruit in real high trees
‘Less you climb high enough to see
(So…so?) So, let’s get to climbing!
Yeah! Yeah! That’s why I’m rhyming!
Strong words of Nommo I’m supplying!
I am! Cuz God said so.
So are you, so let’s go
To the place no man has gone before
A trek that moves past the stars of yore.
Doing Heavenly work is a chore.
But let’s keep working till we work no more
Work to have fun, and have fun working.
Life’s a work in the making, no twerkin’.
Live to the fullest, assembly’s not forsaken.
Keep living right or watch life start shaking.
Live your purpose, No one else will start taking. (Echo)
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kayode Cleveland, Ohio
After teaching in public schools for decades, Kayode decided to expand his teaching gifts to produce music, videos, play his djembe drum, and spit lyrics. He works to contribute positive music via world music, hip-hop and rap.
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