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recently read a couple of blogs and got inspired to add another addition to my own. Nothing real heavy to discuss as life goes on. A recent release motivated me to another mode of thought. A confidence of some sort has come over me, with its intensity i have decided to re invent the emcee. Anticipating the release of future projects i grip the steering wheel of destiny and put the pedal to the floor. Hope you are along for the ride......-s.habIB
Thursday, May 26, 2011
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available now!!!!!
"All rights re served" http://slavemarketradiyo.bandcamp.com
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Monday, May 2, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
"se7en" part 1
it was a cloudy Sunday morning when i left the bricks. while the masses slept preparing for the last day before the grind, i decided to make the 1300 mile trip to New Orleans. True it was Mardi Gras time but we had other things on our mind. the flight was bumpy, moreso than i had hoped. i tried to ignore the turbulance and blasted a crisp new mastered version of the album starklove sent the night before. before i knew it we were making the final approch to MSY. as usual elespee met me at the airport with a tightly rolled L of crescent cities finest kush and we rode off, i cracked the window and took a deep breath. i was here and ready to get to work , but not without a stop at a local eatery, i had the fish tacos. once again we were off to meet with desitiny, today her name was traffic. the re scheduled parades from the day before were reaking havoc. we felt tapped in a small vacinity of the city as we tried to meet prospek at the studio for the days recordings. defeated hope running low we received a call from a cousin from Dallas who was in town. He wanted us to stop by and kick it, eat and he had a fistfull of D town haze..so over the huey p we went headed to the west bank. with the day winding down and traffic light, we finally set course to the studio. prospek in his usual position ready to get busy, he passes me the L and before i know it "the cosmic man " was born. the dusty sample reminded me of an old wu joint i had to come hard outta respect, besides elespee had set the bar pretty high. satisfied, high and exhausted we made our way back to elspee's crib and took it down, day one complete.....
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Sunday, April 10, 2011
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Thursday, March 31, 2011
"all rights re served"
Finally album done, feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders. It took a while to complete but it is finally over.
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
chance to get above
But quiet as its kept her step proves what she into
I could get a much better view
Im always on top now always ahead you
Baby is fuckin up your schedule
Thats why she set to lose
Confused like she edible
When the wolves out
Full of fear so he pulls out
And what a year, and what a flare
In the dark dont show him how to get nowhere
And i know him like his life he wont get no fair
And i know him like the cannon he holdin in his wears
I noticed he mannish
His thoughts golden, exposed the mechanics
So his soul get consoled barefaced or bandana it
God dammit when i
Look directly in the sun it wont burn my eyes
Ima live my life
Ima give some love
Ima do what i do for a chance
To get above
Pure positve thoughts
It just aint fittin in on the block that i walk
Hospitals say that my department the mourge
Wife want me to hustle more
She like department stores
If i could afford courage, would have bout me more
The blurr is the high that came in
Who could fault me for?
Walk a mile in my ACG
For a while now mastered the AV
This just has to repay me
Im memories comin back vaugely
Im stem cell research
the rebirth the crazy
It gets re worked, grime newark baby
Outlines on the gray streets
The gate meets gates
Confined without a place to speak
Winter time without a place to sleep
Dinner time without a place to eat'>Moms torn from the issues
I could get a much better view
Im always on top now always ahead you
Baby is fuckin up your schedule
Thats why she set to lose
Confused like she edible
When the wolves out
Full of fear so he pulls out
And what a year, and what a flare
In the dark dont show him how to get nowhere
And i know him like his life he wont get no fair
And i know him like the cannon he holdin in his wears
I noticed he mannish
His thoughts golden, exposed the mechanics
So his soul get consoled barefaced or bandana it
God dammit when i
Look directly in the sun it wont burn my eyes
Ima live my life
Ima give some love
Ima do what i do for a chance
To get above
Pure positve thoughts
It just aint fittin in on the block that i walk
Hospitals say that my department the mourge
Wife want me to hustle more
She like department stores
If i could afford courage, would have bout me more
The blurr is the high that came in
Who could fault me for?
Walk a mile in my ACG
For a while now mastered the AV
This just has to repay me
Im memories comin back vaugely
Im stem cell research
the rebirth the crazy
It gets re worked, grime newark baby
Outlines on the gray streets
The gate meets gates
Confined without a place to speak
Winter time without a place to sleep
Dinner time without a place to eat'>Moms torn from the issues
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"chance to get above" feat Suave....
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
--http://www.twitter.com/haBibeaUx/status/40590160311619584'>scootahabiB (@haBibeaUx) has shared a Tweet with you:
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"haBibeaUx: So I haven't share anything for a minute,peace to new followers... http://mfi.re/?jhg2tlh0r3g1dod"
--http://www.twitter.com/haBibeaUx/status/40590160311619584
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Sunday, February 20, 2011
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