FU (fixer upper)

Friend Release

My dear friend Iyabo Kwayana requested that I re-imagine the song "Deli" by Rokia Traoré.  Garage Band

Deli (remake)

An old song bout running back to someone who's already checked out. Shout out to Massive for helping me translate this into Reason and offering support direction recording and ideas.

15 knocks

a newer one of my old songs, with keys. Thanks Adonis for the recording

Innocent

The Future is Dying

Mm. One of the more difficult songs to share, but I love the arrangement once it gets to the harmonies, and it was pretty real deal at some point in life.  Garage Band

friend release

SOMO (Sins Of My Own)

Should I pass on
The sins of my father
Sins of my mother
Sins of my lover
Sins of another
Or sins of my own
Sins of my own
Sins of my own

How far back does it go
How many generations
My mother felt it so
My child is an iteration
I don’t even know the names
Of my great great great grandparents
But I can feel the pain
So I stand as a transference

Should I pass on
The sins of my father
Sins of my mother
Sins of my lover
Sins of another
Or sins of my own
Sins of my own 
Sins of my own

SOMO (Sins of My Own)

DDD (Daddy, Daddy, Daddy: Monkey Bars)

Daddy always told me I could be my own bitch
Daddy always told me I could run my own shit
When I lose one daddy I know where the next is
Hopping from one daddy to another

Daddy
Daddy daddy daddy
Daddy?
Daddy daddy
Daddy?

Daddy daddy daddy
Daddy?
Daddy daddy
Daddy?

On the monkey bars and I’m flying through the sky 
and they’ll never let me down
You can say I’m high, you can say I’m high
You can say I’ll never touch the ground

17, left the home of my daddy
peace to my friends
dropped the keys to the Caddy
got to school and smoked on my first little fatty
changed the gear once I found out the boys liked the fatty

latched on real tight both sides
wrapped my fingers round it
deep inside
try to make me put it down 
would have to pry
I was on that Bri McKni
one last cry

get get get get all I wanted
didn’t have to work hard
didn’t have to flaunt it
minute I got off
was right back on it
never gave up the ghost
cuz I liked being haunted

each ditch led on to the next
exes changed to why’s
or back to ex
hexes pain and lies
became regrets
addicts of the cries
and makeup sex

misery begets what it begets
put them over me
she, I neglect
seeking punishment that I expect
put them over you
you, I neglect
the most precious thing I seen yet
choices made, my voice it can deflect

you deserve the world
never forget
baby doll, the one that I beget

Mama tryin to teach you how to give less fucks
Focus on your paper
Stack that purpose up
When you lose one daddy
get up out that muck
No hopping from one daddy to another

Daddy
Daddy daddy daddy
Daddy?
Daddy daddy
Daddy?

Daddy daddy daddy
Daddy?
Daddy daddy
Daddy?

Off the monkey bars
you’ll be flying through the sky
and noone can bring you down
baby you’ll be high, baby you’ll be high
baby you will never touch the ground

17 and you off on your own
but you been kind’ alone 
since before you was grown
child of a child
tryna make happy home
but she lonely inside 
even though not alone

been lonely her whole life
like nana who was her g-ma like
had nada to do with daughters
but fathers that ghost at night

alone got grown
turned on vacancy lights

at some point she started making them happy homes
those men whose sins she couldn’t leave alone
cuz they were cozy just like her own

who in turn were burned by life with they daddies
you can trace this back way past your phalanges
can’t return it nowhere
the damage is done
to little black baby girls and black sons
try to bring it back to Bama, New York
to a Northeastern country or Southwestern port
but this is a story that moves better forward
so everything you learned, baby please ignore it

DDD (Daddy Daddy Daddy)

One of my favorite things about music, hip-hop specifically, as a genre and a culture, is the sampling.  This interchange of ideas that goes back and forth.  So, I came across this loop Ekundayo had sent me from a D'Angelo track.  And recorded an idea to it months later in the car.  Maybe years later, who knows.  Decided yesterday to try recreating a D'Angelo beat on the Maschine and mistakenly did this one.  Then just recorded those vocals on Garage Band.  Thanks to Ekundayo for that latent inspiration, and to the Soulquarians, especially Questlove for keeping me motivated.  Maschine, we're going to have such a wonderful learning process together. 

Uh....

Love of my levee come to me
Across the river, ride on the breeze
I watch you come, I watch you go
You make me shiver, thought you should know
Brown man, take my hand, lean in to me
It's our ancestor's plan, want you to see.

Cross the water, cross the land.
This is our ancestral plan.

C'est ce que veulent les ancêtres
Il faut que nous parlons ensemble.

We cross Bulbancha you and me
Over the centuries, under the seas 
I’ve seen you hung, I’ve seen you glow
You’re my redemption, want you to know

Black man take my hand
Stay close to me 
It’s our ancestor’s plan, why can’t you to see.

Los antepasados lo quieren así.
Tenemos que conversar.

Cross the water, cross the land.
This is our ancestral plan.

Ancestral Plan

oui oui

a rendition of a traditional haitian song

ezili

Been too many bitches to pick just one
Loved too many niggas had too much fun
Now I'm out here queenin in my queendom
Gotta find a king, gotta find a king

Build this new empire brick by brick
Cement our desire lick by lick
Love will take us higher than guns and sticks
Gotta be the one, gotta be the one

Reaching out to Africa, Dakar and Benin
Down to Port-Au-Prince, or right here in New Orleans
Calling all alchemists and creators supreme
know how to write the future and into overflowing

Time to move backwards while still being progressive
millenia in the making , baby I'm down for the quest
it's about time we reach across the waters
in the name of black suns 
in the name of black slaughter
read each other's minds, there's no need for rehashing
redefine getting busy
we productive with our passion
honey you and me
the type that build pyramids
fuck that blood money
c'mon do it for the kids

Revolution on the Brain

flesh of my flesh
blood of my blood

dreamtime
come make a world
take this body as your own

it’s gone on too long
this game they’ve played
take your history and future 
away

be your own savior
who’s coming for you 
not them
not me

centuries in the making
and still we drown
bodies all water
and still we drown

Bloods

Vocals and maschine mikro beat exploration

Lyrics: I knew God had to love me and I knew I was one of the chosen few
          But little did I know that he loved me so that he'd send me you
          When you touch me, I know.  When you love me, I know
          When you kiss me, when you're near.  When you do you I know God loves me so
          That he'd send me you
          I've been smiled upon by a merciful and loving God who knew
          Even in my pain, that he'd pull me through...
         

God Loves Me

I.Need.2.Listen.2.You_explicit

Penitenitary Professor

trouble man

the reason for penitentiary professor

A Woman's Worth (WITH MUSIC)

Penitentiary Professor

Point of View

Come 2o Far

 Penitentiary Professor

Smiling Facez

Penitentiary Professor 

My Root

I'm in the market for a bargain
Something I think I can afford
All of my life I've only paid rent
Now I'm looking for something more
Decrepit ones I've labeled rustic
Attractive ones are priced too high
Just when I'm teetering on fuck it 
The perfect one catches my eye

Cuz it's a fixer upper
and if i fixer upper
I'll get my fixer upper

god country man law
home man country god
save yourself can't save us all
fixer upper

now all the cost I wouldn't squander
creeps in as I begin to think
how all i saved at the inception
is spent, yea gone, within a blink
at night my tossing and my turning
come from more than the outside noise
and all of the creaking and the squeaking
are reinforcement for my ploys

i got my fixer upper
i tried to fixer upper
and get my fixer upper

god country man law
home man country god
save yourself can't save us all
fixer upper

Bridgit - FU

Rough sketches of philosophies enumerated through melody, harmony, lyrics, syncopation and vibration.

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