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80 Million Isms

by Tallisman

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What It Is 02:03
02:: What It Is verse 1: This is dedicated to my peeps & plus them rich kids To them earths them ghetto queens them honey dips To the real mc’z them rappers & them nitch bigs To those creating making moves & those that ditch dig To the laymen plus the pious plus the mystics To y’all who think living in ignorance is bliss it’s Dedicated to those who slept last year and missed this Which is a little something new from the brother who hitched his Sights on the art’s form never shifted Let me rip this… new heights new plights watch me flip this So ill with my skills yo! Call me sickness Let me kick this with a quickness pass my clip it’s Time to shoot this gift & make you think that it was Christmas This is what you will find on every B-Boy’s wish list Fat rhymes that I finessed with a slickness with a swiftness I can’t resist this Urge to rock a microphone I know my style’s exquisite Plus prolific You don’t want to skip this flav delicious Everywhere I go they be like Yo! This is the Ish kid!! Intricate rhymes twisted tangled like 2 tongues when you be kissing Blowing minds this ish is dope I need a hit give me a hit kid! This is what I do to chase the wolf away he’s vicious What I do to put food on my plates and dishes What I do to make some loot then buy my fishes Is what I do when this existence feels malicious Is what I do to pass the time the clock is ticking Is what I do cause hip-hop’s life and I’m a live this! Is what I am cause hip-hop’s life & that’s what this is… verse 2:This is dedicated to my peoples out enjoying These lyrical type contortions verbal potions it’s important See without you supporting we’d be aborting dreams & be ghost Like Patrick have to resort to measures that would not be flows That’s magically acrobatic or sometimes even spastic But tactics that’s drastic imagine the havoc That would render this life so dramatically tragic I ain’t trying to see that of have it so UNIT-e knows we need those Latinos Gringos & Chinos Negroes & Ginos to be bros. Amigos & peoples then we goes To the Next levels… Like we s’posed…!
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Très Fly 03:18
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Aftertaste 03:52
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Eye Of The Tempest verse 1: Egos forever swelling forever dwellin' In ignorance & arrogance forever tellin Fake stories about snakes & felons Placing slugs in melons Of unlucky fellas drug sellers thugs & over zealous women Stories of kingpins & how you hung em & how you stung em Now you filling young ones heads with visions of impossible cream You got em feigning for lies Living way beyond their means forming teams & ties Designing schemes to fulfill their dreams Of obtaining the finer things in life but real fast like Evil pastimes have too many of us reminiscing of our baby brothers real fast life Which was mad trife until the blast light Children of the half light don't know how to act right Last night another was lost to the crack pipe & a 2nd over shoes in a fast heist Yes its a sad plight how easy & fast life is lost Plus the cost of the new Nikes mad expensive Damage extensive savage kids lacking temperance Acting like the Devils apprentice rent us all senseless & sent us Straight into the Eye of the Tempest chorus: There's a storm that's brewin', Pursuin' mankind to ruin mankind & Still we act blind? verse 2: I heard that deeds speak o.k. so please keep that ass away I have no need nor desire to be harassed today I has to say that's the way my peeps be feeling when you pass this way Squealing tires screaming sirens peeling caps for play You have a vast array of this community Feeling mad dismay seeing sad displays of punishment with impunity As you blast away another brother but this one younger than the last Might have seen 16 summers until he crossed the path Of ridiculous cops who should've been plumbers instead see A non-deadly fix for your cravings of lead gee I wonder I wonder who's dumber them plumbers Or the ones who gave them plumbers them guns Man that badge be a license for wreaking havoc tragedy & taking lives man we badly need to re-arrange the way these Deranged things be arranged in these strange days see The signs read the signs heed the signs these are the warning signs So heed the science kid be true to the alliances that you make But make no mistakes & make no alliances with fakes or snakes Because the stakes are high Yo! Like IQ must be if were bent on survival Which is reserved for the fittest nobody wanna die so exercise your defenses Intellectual spiritual emotional strength is Our only shelter @ the Eye of the Tempest
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Deeds 03:35
Yeah... One time for ya Mind! Tallisman the Mystics It seems the season for treason so mc’z be unpleasing That’s the reason many people be saying “All mc’z are cheesy” But that ain’t true that’s a lie believe me But if it was true and we was cheesy then I’d be better See I’d be cheddar with mad flavour! I whoop-up the parties when I loop up my samples & all forms of wackness in my cypha it gets trampled Dismantled with a quickness I’m sick of this you go lyrical fitness But your content it is nonsense should be past tense (why?) Cause you a bomb shell sucka The kinds I used to hear my moms tell about The kind that look good but there’s nothing inside cause it’s all on the out No doubt you got clout & so you think your position is firm But it’s about scripts that I’m flipping so you best listen & learn You gonna get burned if you let words not deeds be your adorning Lord I think we need heed the warning… Let deeds not words be your adorning We better heed the warning I think we need to heed the warning… deeds not words not words… Let deeds not words be your adorning listen I’m warning Y’all Mafiosos thugs & gangsters we @ war son We need soldiers not players it’s not a game & it’s gotten colder plus so ill For real I’m counting mole hills sprouting boulders becoming mountains what’s the deal It’s amazing the way that black mc’z wanna represent Italy with the crap they saying Claiming they keep it real & represent to the fullest displaying There’s more lead between their ears than in the bullets they ain’t spraying What I’m saying: we need to focus on deeds & elevation I’m saying: we need to focus on reality stop escaping I’m slaying wack mc’z betraying the trust given to us When we pick up the M-I-C & begin to bust See the lyrics that we conveyin’s more than words it’s lifestyles Portrayed in rhyme styles imitated by shorties so most be trife styles Perpetuated strife styles taking lives while / We take no responsibility… Let deeds not words be your adorning We better heed the warning I think we need to heed the warning… deeds not words not words… Some mc’z act like they don’t know & they don’t know But they still flow thinking it won’t show but it do show It’s crucial that ya find out ask my crew yo! When the rhymes out then the time’s out for you bros Lights out it’s time now for a new show We gon’ shine now with new flows That truly reflect & represent how we do yo! Words manifested physically… deeds actions deeds physically Transmuted into linguistics exquisitely placed in time Rhymes rhythmically encased in beats & bass & We find ‘em blaring from jeeps & basements & Motivating peeps & blowing minds Shifting paradigms from the basser to the better You will see bros with every letter my people flow phatter & paralyze the wack the terrorise tracks with bull fecal matter This does not flatter the nobility of our station As human beings true indeed & it’s trying my patience… Let deeds not words be your adorning We better heed the warning I think we need to heed the warning… deeds not words not words…
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Mystical linguistical styles enable me to produce verbally That which most other mc’z they need to induce herbally That is just absurd to me wack mc’z y’all better murder me Or watch all their career dreams fade away into obscurity Tallisman the mystics y’all incase y’all never heard of me My crew’s renown for moving herds who be known as partygoers & for removing clowns these nerds you see assuring you & assuring me That they’s the man & they crew’s the crew the truth is blurry For those who seek the truth & I do mean the truth unblemished then it’s Plain to see in me you’ll find security Surely you will see if you open your eyes Positive is the way we choose to live our lives you see we refuse the many see through Lies devised by those who despise the many things that we do Which in actuality adds up to be our culture See media boys & girls sit poised like birds of prey or should I say vultures Ready to swoop down & scoop up half truths which they then mould and sculpture Into tall tales that they call stories decorate ‘em with headlines That we find every morning for sale @ local news stands Unfortunately tall tales prevail & soon transpose them selves one octave Into our so-called educational systems in which then They are systematically fed to & absorbed by young yet never insignificant minds Yes they do have nerve calling murder a crime while they’re tainting A young generations perception of entire ethnic groups with hype These graphic truth lacking type images they painting…
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Ketchup 03:58
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Hypnotics 02:47
The answer is me… the question: Who’s the greatest mc in the world? Ask ya mama & ya girl & see if you can follow these here flows as they unfurl most other mc’z they be hollow… like clams with no pearls Coherent thoughts they whirl through my mind Combine with words swirl into rhymes this is genesis Spontaneous combustion of prose That erupt into flows The destruction of all foes is unstoppable Be they physical or metaphysical bet I rock they all With this exquisite balance of metaphysics & talents Which leads me to the waters of truth I drink gallons I sink my talons deep in that worth keeping I be the gnat turned eagle through the knowledge that I’m seeking Nocturnal peoples is freaking off the way I’m speaking I gots too much juice to keep in so I’m leaking Step into my deep & see if you can hang With the secrets that you peeping… yeah I’m glad you came See it’s all about seeking the truth beneath the sheeth & The knowledge seeping realize we reaping what we sowing The left & right is peeking as the beats bumping in the jeeps rolling Through the streets I got my peeps jumping @ the shows overflowing With mc’z & mc wanna be’z bet they all wanna see Little old me elevate for real I get ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrrical skill… Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills Now if you take a second like a watch & watch this kid wrecking shop like I’m crazed You cannot but be amazed like grace Call me Sony ‘cause you’ll be seing colourful displays That’s arrayed in ways very similar to the sun Styles conveyed like a belt they even felt by the numb Like a tickle now I could make a cripple who’s dumb Jump up & shout praise the lord have’em singing like the Commodores Rhymes I hoard like Donkey Kong country hoards bananas Beats be bumping like a back road full of potholes Like a backhoe it’s digable like planets I’m coming New & improved like the year was 95 & I was Janet’s stomach Man I done it like Rick the ruler should have Smooth & slick I never got caught Top knotch wherever I rocks that’s the hot spots I gots really big beats Like Billy Squire or like Sasquatch gots really big feets You know that I keeps it compact like a lap-top with the power of a main frame My main aim is to continue also maintain Creating innovations conducive to ovations… stimulation… contemplation… elevation for real I gets ill with the murderous type hypnotic lyrical skills… Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills Murder with the hypnotic lyrical skills...
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Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous Ripping mics because we gots ta bust Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous… I’ma make that first move dance my dance & have the last laugh Leave y’all suckas feeling like booty without the asscrack (useless) Screaming about getting paid & laid truth is ya rarely has that But I guess ya need to let off some steam & maybe even pass gas I’m investing in my future like penny stocks & Nasdaq I has that style to suit ya many watch because the rap’s phat Many lost within their wack tracks ‘bout the crack rocks & the gats packed I’ma say it slow so ya understand that’s wack black! Most these rhyming kids is still sleeping like cat naps I know what time it is your format’s tired you need to scratch that Like whiplash to reality quickly you need to snapback Switch that mentality for sanity presently you lack that Living for combat fantasies within life’s fast track Y’all are seriously tripping like acid or some flashbacks I’ma trash that for real whenever I get the chance black Return ya cassette to HMV & get my cash back Then proceed to release the new style few will ever match that Y’all could step into my deepness few will ever grasp that The essence of this is hip-hop & you could never mask that Or end that this art is eternal regardless of who you blast @ Mc’z wanna test the length of skills but I doubt if y’all could last that Y’all could put these joints on pause & still you’ll never catch that Put this joint on pause man still you’ll never catch that I suggest you chill homeboy go home you need some practice Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous Ripping mics because we gots ta bust Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous… We we’ve got you over the hump (hump) Call your peoples up ‘cause we doing the bump (bump) No need to look it’s not hard to find Frojack & Willy Dynamite’s new state of mind… Yo! I terminate on beats like brother’s knowledge of the past & bust explosive rhymes akin to matches lit to gas Shatter that ass like a jaw made of glass you wanna pass me? Ask me nicely don’t front like you nasty Though I agree lyrically you probably never heard of me That’s how you played yaself thinking you could murder me Verbally I made you high like y’all was kicking herbals ‘G’ “I never new PHATT ROCK could kick some ish like this!” Got you running like WW2 Jews out of Germany How the !y’all 2 cool ! thought that you’d be burnning me With my New Empire psychology scholarly rocking this industry So !a tech 9 my mind delves into a tech 12 So deep it reaches R.E.M. sleep dreaming of hell Where the mega city’s artist working his hardest still can’t get the farthest Life ain’t fair but this too can change Once you understand and break every rule of the game… Ay yo! The rebirth of hip-hop has just begun Man I hope you watching us cause we gon’ have some fun T. Luv & PHATT Rokadopalous Ripping mics because we gots ta bust Plus we love ta bust uphold the trust represent T-dot metropolous Nobody’s stopping us no one on top of us Bet ya baddest jam we top & crush Everybody knows the flows & shows is straight miraculous… Miraculous…
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God Bless 03:28
God bless 2pac rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… God bless Biggie rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… Everything is crazy in these sick old days & times Lazy kids be doing crimes to earn their nickels & their dimes Mc’z they cannot rap if they don’t stick those in their rhymes Speak to buddah till they blind & wonder why they’re missing Signs… Now isn’t it ironic like Alanis the way that we damn this With the wackness did we plan this? Hip-hop has no fans left ‘Cause everybody on the planet & their mama wanna rap now So I’ma bring the trauma to the legions of the wack now listen What is hip-hop if it ain’t revolution? What is hip-hop if there ain’t evolution? What is hip-hop that ain’t part of the solution? It’s part of the problem plus it’s air pollution… God bless Subroc rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… God bless Trouble rest her soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… If a picture’s worth a thousand words then I’ll be painting murals All this east coast is the most no the west is the best mess Is stressing me out plus its getting on my neurals Question what would hip-hop be without 2nd person plurals? A lot less populated a lot less complicated Mc’z act like their whole thought process is constipated So the content and concept of their rhyme’s regurgitated I heard it hate it! I’m sick of tales of thugs peeling slugs that murdered players I’m sick of all them tales of them teams that prevailed & their schemes To obtain all their dreams & live way beyond their means It’s a disgrace the way that they rape hip-hop & disrespect my queen Know what I mean? chorus God bless Cowboy rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… God bless Scott La Rock rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… Brother brother... Yo! there’s far too many of you dying what’s going on? The question remains unanswered plagued by a cancer Hip-Hop becomes malignant Indignant rappers that should’ve been dancer display their ignorance Gun clappers wanna rap… while rappers front like they’re gun clappers It’s madness it has us real mc’z asking what happened To make these coastal beefs sicker than mad cow disease Mc’z from the east visit the west & get deceased & vice versa Stop the murder increase the peace Love to all of my peeps in the west & in the east & in the east & in the west just keep it fresh God Bless… God bless 2pac rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby… God bless Biggie rest his soul God bless hip-hop protect this flow God rest them wack mc’z that stress my soul & make it so I can’t hear my baby…
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Hey baby girl do you need some tissue? Looking @ that face I can tell you got issues Is it ya man did that knuckle head diss you? Hanging with his boys when you needed him with you? Did he tell you that he loves you just to kiss you Taste the peach do the do hit you then split boo? Or was you down when somebody kick you? Is this about them ends Did somebody stiff you? I could be ya friend tell me what is it boo? Perhaps I am the one to make you feel less miserable Now you could lean on me when you need uplift too & plus to see you laugh that would be exquisite boo See if you got them issues I could help to bear the load & if ya path is rocky I could help repair the road & if ya smile is awkward girl you could bear ya soul Cause yeah I found a rainbow but I’d like to share the gold… If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend… I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend Tired of them fools that only act & pretend I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & when you need to talk you can call me then I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend… Stopped her bicycle on the road yesterday She said I ain’t ya friend don’t do it again Got a broken down 1970 pretend No garage but in blue coveralls I stand Can’t do much about that engine but a broken heart I can Be the man that needs some talking to I’ll walk you through the plan You & I long time got my goods in your lane The pain soon be gone away just like a cloud with no rain Tear stained tissues are gonna miss you but If that cat come back & don’t know what he want I’ll be your Joey doll be a friend of mine We can swing it in them trees until the end of time You & I stuck together doll it ain’t no crime With mind body & soul searching we’ll do fine Mind body & soul searching we’re fine… If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend… I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend Tired of them fools that only act & pretend I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & when you need to talk you can call me then I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend… Hey baby girl tell me what you laughing @ It’s good to see them dimples who would’ve thought imagine that Frowns upside down now cause we ain’t having that There’s far too much joy & that’s what we’re stabbing @ Grabbing that… like it’s going outta style It’s good to know that we gon’ stay for a while We gon’ play for a while & maybe sing some songs & have each other’s back when things they go wrong We gon’ swing all day long when we get that dancing feeling We gon’ light up the evening leave this town reeling Coffee & tea & amazing conversation A perfect oasis from this crazy hectic pace & We gon’ chill ‘till we feel like acting wild Now I could write a volume or 2 about your smile I could write another about the things that we gon’ do Hope to write a million about the things that we go through… If you looking for someone to hang around ‘till the end I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & if you need a hand… I got 1 to lend… I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend Tired of them fools that only act & pretend I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend & when you need to talk you can call me then I’ll be your friend I’ll be your friend…
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I knew a flower named Daisy pollination crazy Even had a baby but she never had 6 Her mom was always saying “Be careful how you playing if you keep hitting the hay then 1 day you gon’ get sick!” Now Daisy’s mom was wise but Daisy rolled her eyes Ignored her mom’s advice & rolled down to the spot To hang with her friends flirting with the mens She loved those with a Benz but even loved those that walked Now she was good looking so all the guys were looking If he was good looking then they would leave the club 1 day In July Daisy met this guy Who she thought was truly fly so Daisy fell in love Now here’s where it gets ill striving for a thrill “Slick I’m on the pill if you wanna have some fun!” Next an erection guess their direction Sex was the intention but protection there was none But Daisy was not wise ignoring mom’s advice Had she realised then maybe today she’d be alive… You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya So chill cause if you go & act crazy The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s… I remember the days when Money he was saying That anytime he sees a honey he could skeeze her He was always bragging about how would please her Talking about play her you know love her just to leave her I was no believer until the 2nd week of School that’s when meet a new chick named Anita Man you should have seen her she was flyer than a diva Chocolate like a treat but she was much sweeter Now every guy would sweat her every time they’d see her Hoping they could get her flock her locker just to meet her Money was like “Woah! check her bros do you see her? She’s the heat & I’m the seeker watch 2 days tops I’ma freak her!” I was like whatever entranced & feeling weaker But what we needed to know it did not show ‘cause deed beneath the Surface of this creature this Similack creature There lurked another creature similar to the Reaper Giving up many reasons it would be best not to peep her If you think you sweating now just wait 2 weeks after you freaked her I remember the days when Money he came saying That new honey Anita yup! She’s a skeezer But now she’s a goner & Money ain’t good either Cause Anita had the heat & my man Money played the seeker… You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya So chill cause if you go & act crazy The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s… Ain’t nothing worse than an mc sounding preachy yes I know this believe me But I gots to use verse & disperse this evil lurking Magic’s plight is tragic plus what happened to Easy But it begins to hit home when it’s ya homies that be hurtin’ It’s certain that unprotected sex equals death sooner or later Sometimes I’m surprised I still got friends left due to behaviour Whatever you gots to use the heads God gave ya Protections better but abstinence is the only saviour See intelligence is the key to longevity Now there ain’t no point in macking if you contracting HIV So please y’all recall that story of old king Cole You know the poor soul with the lady queen since 18 She left him with a quickness @ the first signs of his sickness But this was back when there was signs that you could witness Today it’s stealthy until you felt it take your health kid Ain’t no was to help it except never to be dealt it So chill… You better to chill yo! don’t get too easily familiar If you pushing up Daisy’s sure enough it’s gonna kill ya So chill cause if you go & act crazy The easily familiar leaves ya pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s Daisy’s… you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s I know it’s crazy you’ll be pushing up Daisy’s…
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These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women Too many people killing not enough people loving 80 Million Isms got me bugging! These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women Too many people killing not enough people loving 80 Million Isms got me bugging… Broken glass everywhere A million broken dreams it means a million lives in despair A million moms’ tears ‘cause they can do nothing To save a million sons that’s gonna die hustling For a million dollars & that superstar lifestyle A million bitty players drive the millionaires wives wild A million rhyme styles a million more to be discovered Paint a million graphic pictures in a million ghetto colours A million brothers chase the booty but not the duty they can’t be bothered So a million baby mothers raise their sons with no fathers While a million daughters stuck in the cycle follow moms Slapped a million times by pimps who thinks they’re skimping on the funds Now a million tons of crack flood these inner city streets & keeps the blood seeping & a million crackheads feigning A million thugs in black creeping with a million caps they’re peeling Hoping to make a million fast of the dealers they catch sleeping… These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women Too many people killing not enough people loving 80 Million Isms got me bugging… 100 million kings & queens they died in captivity Sailing across the seas to ‘the land of the brave & free Where millions of Braves had their land taken away for free Millions did survive the journey but then were sold into slavery Generating millions in profit a million tons of cotton Beat a million times & served a million meals that were rotten But just like the million of victims of the Holocaust & Hiroshima It seems that millions have forgotten Now we all pay the cost when millions of lessons not learned Translate into a million new transgressions Each with a million casualties that got burned A million clocks turn a million times alarms sound a million chimes / But fail to awaken from strange sleep million of minds So this voice of mine is one of a million mimes Before an audience of millions but each of them is blind 80 million isms 80 million crimes… These city streets in which we live in feeling like a prison Stealing childhood from my children abusing my women Too many people killing not enough people loving 80 Million Isms got me bugging…
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I’ve been talking loud for about an hour now but still ain’t saying nothing Deeds they speak louder but not if you’re displaying nothing If I continue wasting time yours & mines saying nothing I got a feeling in the back of my mind that I’m betraying something Gone astray from something… probably dismaying someone… Should be conveying something… I gots to pray & come again… Ya Bahá'u-l Abhá! Sometimes less is more but the trick is to gauge Sometimes you’re saying more when there’s less ink on the page Sometimes you get more when you’ve got less to gain The less you gave the more was taken so it’s more or less the same… I guess what I’m saying is that Sometimes less is more this is reality But am I left with less if I lose this victims mentality? Surely to answer yes to this would be a fallacy Each of us would gain from that loss that’s how it be! / Now let me see on this record I’ve lamented many things Like the current state of hip-hop & the content that we bring & the state of the art form when we only out for material gain But many mc’z before me have said the same Blabbed about skills on the mic & kids lacking temperance that would kill for some Nikes & coastal music beefs that could steal someone’s life But a ton of mc’z before me have said the likes 80 million isms & I’ve told stories Crazy cops busting caps & acting like they ain’t sorry & the aftermath what happens when my peoples acting horny But a million mc’z said all that before me Just in case you haven’t seen I’ll make this evident I ain’t in this game just for the green But the last thing I wanna do man is just sing the blues man So I’m looking for solutions we need some resolution The last thing I wanna do man is just sing the blues man I’m looking for solutions we need some resolutions… It's a new dawn... a new day. Be generous in prosperity, and thankful in adversity. Be worthy of the trust of thy neighbour, and look upon him with a bright and friendly face. Be a treasure to the poor, an admonisher to the rich, an answerer of the cry of the needy, a preserver of the sanctity of thy pledge. Be fair in thy judgement, and guarded in thy speech. Be unjust to no man, and show all meekness to all men. Be as a lamp unto them that walk in darkness, a joy to the sorrowful, a sea for the thirsty, a haven for the distressed, an upholder and defender of the victim of oppression. Let integrity and uprightness distinguish all thine acts. Be a home for the stranger, a balm to the suffering, a tower of strength for the fugitive. Be eyes to the blind, and a guiding light unto the feet of the erring. Be an ornament to the countenance of truth, a crown to the brow of fidelity, a pillar of the temple righteousness, a breath of life to the body of mankind, an ensign of the hosts of justice, a luminary above the horizon of virtue, a dew to the soil of the human heart, an ark on the ocean of knowledge, a sun in the heaven of bounty, a gem on the diadem of wisdom, a shining light in the firmament of thy generation, a fruit upon the tree of humility. It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me,
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Let loose my tongue so that I may extol the Mould me animate my flow please hold me In the Stronghold of Thy Know please show me The wisdom of these Teaching man I’m longing to behold these Pearls & Gems & let'em penetrate my soul we need To replenish the global supply of love that is diminished & so badly needed so sadly depleted by the armies of darkness But they about to be It’s imperative that we dig for truth review the 3rd edict Precious scriptures that even predict The exact time & place the Holy Spirit will again be seated Upon It’s earthly throne revealing Some will try to conceal this & keep it with the previous secrets It’s grievous but useless because the truth has been unsealed with Conspicuous truths kid believe it Clean the crust from the 3rd word to the 7’s now see it! I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases… I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases… It please me to realise Jesus has returned @ last! But alas! The masses blinded have missed it This truth has also passed unwitnessed before many a mystic & concealed by some who knew this truth but found it too explicit Tragic yes plus ridiculous We failed to recognise signs as we expected unrealistic Fulfilment of metaphoric biblical scriptures Metaphysical scriptures meant to be interpreted symbolically Shepherd treads a path of parables How few are following man is truly terrible While they’re wallowing in sadness & lamenting dark horizons The Son is steady rising only slightly to the east Focus your mind feast your eyes all 3 Behold the Glory as He’s standing in the light Shedding verities for those demanding insight We need to shed the shackles of unbridled religious convictions Expired traditions & reach for the sky Attire souls in the garments of wisdom To see & hear these visions you got to use the mind’s eye / You got to use the mind’s eye… I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases… I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases… It’s the message in the lyric that makes my people hear it It’s the context of the text that makes me fly like a Lear jet Suckers stress they could try but they could never come near this So put this in your brain & smear it All aboard my linguistical train I’ma steer this in the right direction I deaded those that never strove for mic perfection Redirected those that was close but needed slight corrections Resurrected the comatose with the life injections Tallisman UNIT-e we be the right connection But to catch glimpse yo! You might need insight adjustments Wisdom is abundant if you checking in the right sections But if you‚re looking for the answers man you best to ask the right questions I’m stressing when things trife they find acceptance In hopes depression the ability to cope with strife lessens Undoubtedly without this ability life’s threatened See it’s Lucifer who thought that ignorance was the right present Told us it was bliss we all know that bliss is heaven We best to find the Most High & study the right lessons Before we lose the battle & gain eternal night sessions Before we lose the battle & gain eternal night sessions Message conveyed… Message conveyed… Message conveyed… I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases… I do as bidden & I bring the message For council or offence if it eases or stresses I do as bidden I’m bringing what’s needed A message of council if it stresses or eases…
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Album Dedication:
This record is dedicated to my boys, my new purpose, Ixaka Badí & Jomei Quddús, [and Oluyemi Hujját and Zamán Anis - new arrivals since the original release] and to beautiful Prudence, my life-love, my wife.
This record is dedicated to the Plains of Fascination–the memories, the growth, the good times & bad (seems like another world, an alternate dimension).
This record is dedicated to UNIT-e, what could have been, what should have been, what would have been, had we been UNIFIED.
This record is dedicated to humanity, my family and race I love you, I pray for you.
This record is dedicated to the elevation & preservation of Hip-Hop.Above all else I thank God for immeasurable blessings. Yá-Bahá’u'l-Abhá! Prudence for choosing me, for support & for unconditional love. Ixaka & Jomei – your purity & your laughter has helped me to discover that all my dreams have been realised! Reggie and Cindy Newkirk for life, lessons, love & support. Amoz Olinga for your honest, ultra-constructive criticism. Sitarih & Ruhi for love, faith & support. Shirley for love & acceptance (& many magnificent meals!) Vin & Ling, your artistic endeavours are inspirational. The Twardzik family for love and acceptance. Jack Lenz for undying, never-ending faith in my music, & me & for all your help and support through the years. All my beautiful brothers @ the Black Men’s Gathering. Plains of Fascination, UNIT-e, & all my other musical excursions, & everyone who supported them. Varqá for 15 years of friendship, & for co-authoring the original dream! Kevin “Troubadour / Shimoda Pye / Ros / Kevy-Kev” Bellemare, for friendship, & for your loyalty to the true spirit of UNIT-e, & for lending your voice and inspiration to this project. Nelly Furtado, for calling me “The original sample slayer,” and for gracing this record with your stunning voice. (I knew you would make it! I wish some of our songs would have, I know that you know how good they are!) Potion for rock solid emcee tactics & helping UNIT-e explode Planet Mars. Massimba, Dj S.O.S. for cuts and scratches, and many roofs brought down. PHATT al for your vocals on this record, for the dreams we shared, the work we did, the sleep we left @ Kinko’s preparing your VideoFact submissions -hast thou forsaken me? Louwop, where you at? A Man Called Warwick for being a good friend. Remember those late night conversations with Kevin on Spadina Ave? Mike, Andy, Joe & Mike: good friends, good neighbours. Anna “sweet-blood” Keenan, for a ton of photos, a ton of time, & for being a great friend. Gordo for the pix in the rubble of the Old World Order. The whole Tee-dot Oh. Justice LeEg. Planet Mars and all undaground spots keeping Hip-Hop alive. To everyone sacrificing in His service. Many thanks to everyone who has supported this project. May we all escape unscathed, & re-sensitised!

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released March 21, 2002

Written, Arranged, Produced, Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by Tallis 'Tallisman'Newkirk, Richard 'Varqa Axé" Lynch & Badí Varner

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