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Something Different

The controversial single "Chu'ch Folk" from Landa Gherrá available download and stream now.

Written, Produced and Arranged by Landa Gherrá
All instruments performed by Landa Gherrá
Drum programming: Landa Gherrá
Live Percussion: Landa Gherrá
Mixed by Jacovie "Too Klean" Burns at Nexxus Studios in Desoto, TX
Mastered by Gary Long at Nomad Studios in Carrollton, TX
Additional Mastering by Landr.com
Album Cover Artwork: Landa Gherrá Morgan for Nfuxion Design Solutions (www.nfuxion.com)
Published by Prototype MindMusic, ASCAP

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Chu'ch Folk

Landa Gherrá - Chu'ch Folk

Written, performed, and arranged by Landa Gherrá 
Recorded by Landa Gherrá at Think Tank Studios, Dallas 
Mixed and Mastered by Mister Curry for Mister Curry Productions, Los Angeles

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©2012 Landa Gherrá. All Rights Reserved. 
This song contains the backing track "Exhibit B" as originally performed by Jay Electronica. No copyright infringement is intended.

Exhibit L

Written, performed, and arranged by Landa Gherrá 
Recorded by Alpha Davis at Think Tank Studios, Dallas 
Mixed and Mastered by Mister Curry for Mister Curry Productions, Los Angeles

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I had a dream that one day, I would be born into a generation where I no longer had to see the "For Whites Only" sign, yet still hate myself.
Where they look at my black skin and deem it as sin
The aftermath of generational curses I have felt.

I had a dream that one day I would become an astronaut or famous painter
but that dream was severely crushed
I had a dream that my crackhead father wouldn't walk out his family
but it seems that dreams don't matter so much.

I had a dream that one day I could put on a big brim
and drive around with big rims, and pimp all the hoes on the block
I had a dream that I'd be heralded as a man,(that's right, nigga) I'm the man 
because of all this money and ice that I got.

I had a dream that I'd wake up to my boys throwing up sign language 
for territory and property that we don't even own.
I had a dream that because of this red or blue rag, because of this I do brag 
I call this a family, but yet I still feel alone

I had a dream that one day I'd lay claim to the finer things in life like 
all the women, weed, and alchohol
I had a dream that one day a real man would come and show me something different, 
but for us real niggas, it seems to satisfy us all.

I had a dream that one day I'd make something of myself
but I'm too lazy and don't want to get up off my ass
I had a dream that a big booty stripper named Jameeka would come dance on this pole and make this cash. (Shawty, shake that ass.)

I had a dream that one day I'd walk around with this venom in my blood system 
and spread it to every bad broad who looks my direction.
I had a dream that one day I'd actually look to live the right way, but for right now
I'm loving all these hoe's affection.

I had a dream that one day I could coon, shuck, and jive in front of a camera and have my own reality show.
Yeh, I'll have a bunch a baby-mommas
I'll be a rapper and a baller! Me a father, man you already know----hell no.

I had a dream that one day I'd degrade my own women, put all this cum deep up in them
and send them to the abortion clinic
And if that chick have a child, it don't matter, it ain't mine
And Eff the world, I don't care if I'm a statistic.

I had a dream that one day I'd leave my daughter without a dad 
and make another contribution to a single mother home
Hell, if they keep spreading them legs and keep on sexing in my bed 
then who am I to leave some good lovin' alone? 

I had a dream that one day that God blessed me to be a rapper
but my lyrics don't give him thanks or reverence his name.
Once I signed on the dotted line, the record exec said your soul is mine
but thats fine, because chasing this paper is all apart of the game

I had a dream that one day I'd wake up to find two black lesbian hoes 
serving me and doing me right
I'll make a flick with these hoes and let the whole world know
Yeh yeh, I'll put it on Worldstar Hiphop and YouTube tonight

I had a dream that one day I'd run the streets and live rough
hand to mouth in the south and call it "keeping it real"
I'll sell bricks to the kids and pimp a brand new benz
park the ride at the liquor store and get a refill.

I had a dream that one day I'd invest in a system 
so they can build more prisons for my friends and I
See i'm to stupid to really see that they're builing more jails for me 
but that's cool because me and my niggas gon' be alright

I had a dream that one day I'd sag my pants and show my ass 
and perpetuate the new nigga stereotype
I'll glorify the old Italian mobsters because there's no example of real fathers
and that's the excuse that I'll continue to recite

I had a dream that one day I'll own a semi automatic weapon 
and use it on the next sucka nigga talking all that noise
See, I aint a man without this gun, so it seems like I need one
because I gotta stay hard, can't be soft around my boys

I had a dream that one day I started my rap career
I'm in the studio about to drop this new mixtape
I've got no real ambition or real goals, so I'll just follow after what I know
and what I see is the hoodlife can bring me a little fame

And I'll talk about the same ol' crap like hoes, clothes, cars, and drugs
what? you think I'mma ruin my street cred by talking positive? 
Man that stuff don't make money!
Nigga what?

I had a dream that one day we had a black president
but some of these old racists came back to show rear their ugly head
I've never seen such blatant disrespect for an American president
but they're against his policies, not his skin color, is what they said.

I had a dream that one day my people would go back to living lives 
full of honor, integrity, dignity and pride
But instead we wanna be video models, thug rappers, and pop bottles, 
and like Rihanna, I'm gonna run this town tonight

I had a dream that one day my people would seriously strive to live better, stop making excuses, and get up out of the hood
But I'm comfortable and content with this hell hole that I'm in
truth is I don't see myself doing anything good

You see Dr. King had vision that we could all make it to the Promised Land with him
but somehow in the scheme of things, our vision became blurred
See we can continue to blame the man, or stop and look deep within
yes he HAD a dream, but unfortunately, I had a dream deferred.

Written and Performed by Landa Gherrá. Produced by Landa Gherrá for Landa Gherrá. Co-Produced by Alpha Davis. Vocals Performed by Landa Gherrá. Additional Piano and Strings by Landa Gherrá. Lyrics copyright protected. ©2013 Landa Gherrá. All Rights Reserved. Music sample: We Shall Overcome. Speech sample: I Have a Dream written by Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. This song is NOT intended for sale purposes and is NOT to be sold under any conditions. No copyright infringement is intended and no misrepresentation or dishonor to Dr. King and the King Estate is intended.

I Had A Dream Deferred

Sheryl Brady - Sovereign Secrets

Written, Performed, and Arranged by Landa Gherrá 
Co-Produced by Alpha Davis
Background Vocals performed and arranged by Landa Gherrá
Recorded by Landa Gherrá and Alpha Davis at Think Tank Studios, Dallas 
Contains a sample of Jay Electronica's "The Ghost of Christopher Wallace". No copyright infringement intended. 

Download "Black Enough" FREE at http://goo.gl/ZHLiC

Black Enough

1st Verse:
Yeh I know struggle 
Yeh I know hustle
But I don't know that hard knock life
But I know trouble
I'm trying to blow up now
So see I hate to bust your bubble
Had a real good upbringing
From a strong black couple
They raised me in nice home
I didn't hear the gunshots
Never saw drug deal go down
Or see somebody shot
Never sold weed
Never had to push weight
Had a good father that taught me to hold my back straight
And walk with dignity
Walk with my head high
Grab for the stars
Live on planets
Reach past the sky
Never saw my momma out cussin' 
Drunk, or getting high with
Cigarettes on her lips
on the porch talkin' isshh
Never ate government cheese
Or syrup sandwiches
There was meat between my bread
Clean sheets on my bed
Never walked out the house with a nappy head
But for that, I get called an "Uncle Tom" instead

Chorus:
But to you I ain't black enough
Don't cuss, bump rap and sag my pants enough
Don't shuck and jive, pack pistols, and sell drugs enough
And all because I want more 
I can't get no love

My people say I ain't black enough
All because I don't smoke or get drunk enough
And all because I'd rather read instead of smoking weed
Instead of just getting by
I wanna live a better life

They say you ain't rough enough
They say you ain't rough enough
Rough enough
They say you ain't hood enough
They say you ain't hood enough
Hood enough
They say you ain't black enough
They say you ain't black enough
Black enough

2nd Verse:
Now my own people wanna bag on our president
They say he's ignoring us all and we're irrelevant
Obama ain't forcing you to sell crack
Aint stopping you from giving back
Now tell me nigga who's fault is that
What's stopping you from going out and cleaning up your neighborhood
You waiting for the preacher to make you shout before you do some good
You're spending FEMA checks on 20 inch rented wheels
Rent a Tire, Rent a Center, new J's, and chicken meals
That's where your money goes
But you ain't saving nothing
And then you beg for what you need
And keep the cycle going
You pimpin' the system? 
Nigga, they're pimpin' your stupidity
And I'm embarassed to even think that you are kin to me
My kin is royalty
Not a bunch of lazy niggas
My people love each other and there ain't nothing realer
Queens keep their clothes on
Hoes shake it fast for cash
Which one are you, babygirl, and which one will last
Yeh, this message is nutritious
It's hard to swallow but it's musically delicious
The violent take it by force
So my lyrics must be vicious
I keep it raw and only the remnant will truly feel this
This ain't no Tye Tribbett
This ain't no Detrick Haddon
'Cause they ain't in the streets to really see what's really happening
If I ain't singing gospel with a title "Bishop Suchy Much"
I must not be saved enough
Therefore I ain't Black Enough?

Chorus  

Can't glorify the ghetto 'cause the ghetto didn't make me
Don't know the hood life
But my own people try to break me
They say I'm talking white because I'm speaking proper English
If shuckin' and cussing is black
Then pardon me for the lack of the pigment of ignorance
But Black was never dumb
You can keep cooning and buffooning
But for me, I ain't the one
I've been to jail for parking tickets
I ain't never going back
Don't need no street credibility
My faith in God will handle that
I ain't no church kid
My daddy ain't no preacher man
I heard the voice of God when sexin' down a stripper and
I ain't the norm, didn't carry the Bishop's bible
I'm trying to show the world who Jesus is 
And I don't do it for no title
No welfare check spending on designer clothes
No clubbing every weekend chasing fast-tailed hoes
No pimping and thuggin'
That's how the hood life goes
The ignorance gives off a stench nigga
So I just hold my nose
To the little black boys 
Study math and science
Make the choice to go further 
And walk away from violence
See you're a prince
You're a future queen's king
Don't let them define you with material things
Respect your parents
Speak with intelligence
You come from a lineage of greatness and you're the evidence
You a child of God and God will bless everything you touch
Ignore them stupid niggas when they tell you you ain't black enough

Chorus Out


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