the art of peace

da vinny code

city gone mad (nyc 2008 a.d.)

moses

gentle giant

lady high

think about that

i will

lady c

hope i’m funny

keep your nose clean & be a good earner

can i get a witness? (protection program)

listen to the drummer

angel in shell toes

mix it up a bit

based on a true story

dang, ya’ll hear that?

your gonna like this next one

birth of a band

skitzofunk, that’s what it is

shutdafukup&eat

we on a world tour

day dreamin’ & i’m thinkin’ of you

i love to get high

i swear she did

hip hop’s savior

look closer

scratch and scribble

brother to the ?

peace, nice to know you

same here

seriously

evolution of an angel

the scratch

ya gotta work da angels

what happened

i forgive you

gimme a hug

Pray for Rain

The Story of Olive Juice

Once upon a time, in a small village located somewhere between Sicily and Africa, there lived a group of olive farmers. They loved everything about their lives, the farming, the eating, the laughing, everything. One dark night the olive fields were taken over by an evil group of witches and politicians. They taught them the ways of war and hate. They were separated from their families and put in cages and forbidden to talk, show or even think about love. At night they would pass things from cage to cage and were heard whispering, “pasta”, “water”, “bread” & “olive juice” (that’s what they called olive oil back then). Well they noticed that when they said “olive juice” it looked like they were saying “I love you”. They figured they could say “i love you” while the prison guards thought they were asking for “olive juice”. They prayed every night for God to put their suffering to an end. One night the great floods of the world came and washed away the village and submerged it under water. Till this day, out in the middle of the ocean, you can still hear peoples’ voices whispering “olive juice”, “olive juice”.


http://jah.com/

this is a record album

monkey see, monkey don’t

take me home now

me & my sun

all day i dream about…….

friends of mine

the best shirt ever


god’s in the clouds

i hear voices, in my head (phones)

the funny & power

plastic has memory

the new rush

black & white = grey

matters of the mind

hue-man kind

rewind

ring the bell

spray it, don’t say it

new yawk

they’re here

back alley wisdom (downtown new-ark)


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