Monday, May 30, 2011

Play.





Thursday, May 26, 2011

Break.











~

“Sooner or later, you start taking yourself seriously. You know when you need a break. You know when you need a rest. You know what to get worked up about and what to get rid of. And you know when it's time to take care of yourself, for yourself. To do something that makes you stronger, faster, more complete. Because you know it's never too late to have a life. And never too late to change one.”


-Nike

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Foto Life HD (ft. wild life)



snippets of the small world

Untitled #3.

every time i try to go to sleep, i'm awakened and accompanied by thoughts,
in a physical world, but the mental realm got me caught,
so i turn the volume knob up, because organized sound is the cure right now
just got off the shower, where the ideas and light bulbs start to come out
forgot most of it, so Imma type what I was able to scrap
not really into knowledge, imagination is where I plan to grasp
imagination overwhelming, what is even possible
whatever seems right, I write whatever is plausible
i'll clear it out, I ain't unhappy, depressed, or confused
but my thoughts are black, experiences come up when highly infused
a section cut up is a reflection re-upped
another past episode, another re-run
repetitive, in some cases, very incentive, i told y'all i was prolific
the mother ship of the body is the brain so that is the civic
I got this burning ambition that I just really want to cross
I got this perfect image that I just really want to gloss
I'll be a traveling man when I'm grown so i can add on whats already in my head
crack my skull, spill the photos and poetry, see what left in the back of my head
that's everything else, that nobody ever sees
love from everyone I care about, but buried under the seas
and constantly clouded, stayin sight of 'em trees
so when I take action on something, then I gotchu in my head
may not see the show , but guaranteed its there, embedded
but somethin doesn't happen because in my head it nothin'
guilty by putting no effort, losin, just a whole lotta bluffin
quick to leave, because I plan to breathe the cool breeze
so im out again, chillin, but really, we freeze
like cold hearts, icy sharp like darts
a write of passage, just one out of a million parts

...

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

In The Dope. (Burning The Flame's Perspective)



Nomak "In the Dope"

me and moe's rendition. recorded today, "In the dope" Peep it


:-)

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Growing Deep.



I wish more people knew about Knowmads. One of the best underground emcees today, hope they make it big.

www.knowmadsmusic.com

Monday, May 16, 2011

No Titles.

just pics.










In The Dope.



nomak on the track in the dope and chasers
lemme re-up, kinda gritty need a taper
intertwine in the cave, need no light
mind shines when i walk, no guide
goin' thru mazes, amaze to the faces
runnin' on tracks in a beat, no races
stay on nuetral, stand middle ground
a dap and a pound, go ahead and thank sound
in the beats I get lost, in the head I'm found
justify my actions when I don't give a damn
usin up grams as I burn it all away
lookin at the pieces as it all turns to grey
/
nothin' phases me when cupid is involved
if love is everything, you can't really have it all
no1 wants hurt, so that subject is close
dont got a rose so I let the pot grow
vision impaired but fully aware
in a lair up the stairs seems pretty rare
in this world that i..really plan to travel
goin thru the matrix whatever i can saddle
/
unravel paddle in a boat
dope ship hop les coast
sayin what i write when i pen em in the white
only thang on my mind when you got Nomak and a flight...(con't)


this beat immediately caught my attention tho!

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Ordinary Girl.

Friday, May 13, 2011

Bright Lights.



New Knowmads.

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Projects.

stanley's chucks

peace tea

Mother's Day dinner, love you mom

lb united

jojo, smh

skies

park bench

people

taking a stroll

going home

prints

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Another Closing Night (with beats).

Uhh..

word to the burning heart, art is a learning part
cracked out from vivid images so sharp, needa pull my glasses out
still in my own worker uniform, after long hours feelin’ hella worn
all good, still should anyway, payday, chick-fila, every two Saturdayz
that’s work, & last week ago I wuz doin’ the same types
clocked in yesterday two times in a row, sacrificin’ them weekend nights
I want a career, somethin’ sincere, somethin’ that wud get me pretty far not near
I want a new atmosphere, a jet flight, somethin’ that wud get me pretty far, away from here
talkin’ to myself, but how else would I write
if I don’t depict it like a man with no sight
clear out my head, overtime got me pretty tired
crystal crisp clear, I like my tees ironed
heat pressed against same way a still-mill goes
it’s a cold world, cash rules so watch the bill bill flows
if i was smart with my money, I would never be short on dough
but money is time so I’m just spending it like I’m just eager to grow
pretty sketchy, thoughts tends to get intrinsic
like syndicate situations bein’ terminated and discovered by forensics
I think I’ll leave it at that because my train of thought has reached the station
made sense, my 2 cents, hope that needs no translation

peace! zZz

Friday, May 6, 2011

Edit.

practice.




Thursday, May 5, 2011

Strawberry Swing.



oddfuture.com/musics

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

That Cali Heat.




Summer around the corner thooooo

Pen & Paper.

Just words.


Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Feel It In The Air.

I can feel it in the air even when I'm spacin'
thoughts unorganized so I need rearranging'
ever changin' this life is, quite ironic
say that I'll quit, but just copped hydroponics
I see new life teachings, but I'm missing attendance
I can feel it in the air, something like an essence
& I just laid music, so I'ma wait for the drop
words come outta my mouth that I hadn't even jot
freewrite, freelance, best things in life are free
but no way to live free and that's a guarantee
I need more audience, feel like I'm heading nowhere,
unfound like a pair of 90's jays -hella rare
I think I got an idea on the direction I've headed
like the road less traveled, no followers; unleaded
I feel it in the air, every time I exhale what's inside
I can feel it in the air like slow rising tides
except it's a storm and it's comin' in fast
I can feel it in the air, but how long will it last?