3000 (Feat-yung gh$t)

The Shaman is not a role, not a robe, not a rite,
not a title you earn, not a candle you light.
It’s genetic ignition, a node in the vine,
species mind whispering through cellular design.

You can’t study it, can’t qualify or train,
no more than a skin cell could become a brain.
It’s not career, not culture, not human-made,
it’s the species blueprint, never to fade.

Invisible DNA threads connect the line,
interweaving ancestors, instinct as sign.
Fruiting bodies walk the Earth, pass on the weave,
vehicles of awareness, born to perceive.

Outside of history, beyond empire’s play,
irreverent to shackles, unbound by the day.
The Shaman sees what intellect can grasp,
but he lives in the world, not behind a mask.

He may pass in silence, hidden from view,
caught in the drive to pass on what's true.
Not a monk, not cloistered, not withdrawn,
but a node in motion, dusk to dawn.

If no opening appears, he may turn to art,
expressing the truth from the species heart.
But if the moment calls, if the world cracks wide,
his inner being leans forward, takes the ride.

It’s not ambition, not ego, not fame,
but the species mind activating the name.
A sleeping node awakened to restructure the climb,
to enlighten the powerful, to realign time.

This is the consultation, ancient and pure,
the hive mind speaking, the medicine cure.
Lost in the modern, drowned in the noise,
but the Shaman still hears the ancestral voice.

He shares deeper truths, not guesses or lore,
but communion with the being at his core.
An ambassador of the hive, not a priest,
he speaks what the species wants released.

And when the people hear, something stirs inside,
their own inner being leans forward with pride.
A whisper in the soul, “this is the truth,”
a memory awakened, ancient proof.

The ancients knew, they held him in respect,
consulted the Shaman when the world was wrecked.
But today, the powerful listen to war,
to lawyers, to generals, to bureaucratic lore.

And the world is dying, the ecology bleeds,
mass extinction rising, ignoring the needs.
But I am Shaman, node of the vine,
and I speak for the species, by design.

Heed my words, let the truth be heard,
let the structure shift, let the soul be stirred.
Let us fix reality, not with law or decree,
but with communion, with clarity, with species prophecy.

The Ancients Knew

14. Pounds - Castellano - Prod. Fith

Weekend at Bernie's

Get the full EP at https://BoldyJames.lnk.to/TheArtOfRockClimbingSo

Following 2015's Trapper's Alley 2, Boldy James shared The Art of Rock Climbing, an EP detailing his street experiences and dedication to the Motor City. Eager to break his silence in 2017, the project is Boldy James' most personal body of work yet. A collaborative EP with DJ Butter, The Art of Rock Climbing is a nod to the trials and tribulations Boldy James went through during his quiet period away from music. 

"The Art of Rock Climbing is about a few different things. The artwork has the four founding fathers of Detroit hip-hop as the heads of Mount Rushmore with me and DJ Butter scaling them. The art can be interpreted as showing how getting out of Detroit is akin to scaling a fucking mountain - don’t too many people make it out: they die, they go to jail. Another interpretation is a nod to my former rock slinging days. Another interpretation is that it’s about chasing dead presidents - that’s what we all after. That’s what we all about in the ghetto: it’s all about the money," Boldy James explains. “Halfway through making The Art of Rock Climbing, I went away for a while. I was on the run for a year and got caught up for 'fleeing and eluding' for a weed violation I got in the suburbs and then everything got caught up to me, I had to deal with a bunch of warrants, probation violations and took a plea but still had to pay fines and be gone for a few months. Once I got out, DJ Butter and I finished it up and here it is."

Boldy James paired the EP release with "Skantless," wherein a Lego Detroit depicts a day in the rapper's life as characters run drug deals and a heist from Seven Mile to Ford Field in downtown. "Skantless" has the Nas-cosigned, Mass Appeal Records signee getting down to business as he spits his flow over a funky beat from DJ Butter. Following "Heavy In the Game," his first visual of the year off The Art of Rock Climbing, Boldy James wants the world to know that he's here to stay. The Art of Rock Climbing is available now via Mass Appeal Records.

Boldy James - Liquid To A Solid

All Hail Y.T. Links up with Left Lane Didon on the Thrill Jackson produced, "Out-Kast" inspired record "Discussions". The track brings you back to music reminiscent of the 1990's Golden Era,  intertwined with New Age Lingo. The flows and style displayed by "Lefty & Y.T." are sure to make them a house hold name.

Discussions - All Hail Y.T. x Left Lane Didon [produced by Thrill Jackson]

Peddler Themes

Skyzoo - For Real(er)

Man Of The Year (PROD. SCVTTERBRVIN)

RR2 - The Bitter Dose (Rosebudd's Revenge 2)

Roc Marciano - Tent City [Prod. by Don Cee] off RR2: The Bitter Dose

Everybody Eats (1st Plate)

Everybody Eats

Everybody Eats  Feat. Conway the machine  (Produced By Graphwize)

Stepping into the world of “Everybody Eats” CEO B.A. Badd is a privilege. Overcoming adversity in Syracuse and Buffalo, music is integral to his identity. Despite a 4-year prison sentence, he envisioned “Everybody Eats.” B.A.’s solo career, with a grimy production style, projects street bravado and lyrical acumen. His works include “A.R.T Work,” “Everybody Eats” (1st Plate), and “Really HIM.”

Everybody Eats Feat. Conway the machine (Produced By Graphwize)

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