Black San Francisco:
The one America pretends does not exist
I see y’all working hard to insist
That people deserve more from a very well-thought-out list
Going back to the 1940’s when Blacks got recruited
From the South to work shipyards
And the moment the war was over those families at-large
Learned quick they couldn’t get jobs
When you’re forced to reconcile this with God
You form a righteous mob against those in charge
And learn game from the rich, who commit fraud
That’s why you can visit Frisco and get robbed
On good principle...with liberal policy’s locked in place,
When the Navy tried to hide dumping toxic waste,
Where the city built parks like spots was safe,
Compensation’s not up for debate when you got a case.
And receipts that corroborate
How modern-day lawmakers operate
Even tho money talks they can’t stop the violence
Cuz transplants get paid to keep the block silent.
It won’t matter til you feel Black lives
Fillmore to Hunter’s Point, the Hills Have Eyes
And ears that guide real boots on the ground
With every reason to backslide and burn shit down.
If you understood what I just said 
You’d invest and less people would end up dead
Zumbi said "Don’t lose your head"
I say "Don’t take this as a threat and you won’t lose your cred
As a leader of the people who need to feel equally
Important as the capital you deal that’s illegal."
Money got folks divided over the politics
Funny how those who spot it don’t see a lot of it...
Talkin bout my man Daniel Landry
From SF Cats Academy
And these folks standing up for families
From Reverend Brown breaking down this insan-franity
Damaging Black Health, Education
& Economic Empowerment through land segregation,
Criminal injustice for generations:
Just some of the basis of reparations
Ask Gloria Berry, Sheryl Davis
Or Carlos Levexier where Black space is?
And why we gotta wait for a Heritage Center
To let African Americans enter and set stages?
In a town renowned for Black entertainers
Artists need grant writers just to have living wages.
If you can spend money to see Hamilton
Go see Rico stand in front of the camera lens.
And hear stories from Elmo, Creature Man and 'em
About Lonnie Green becoming the People’s Champion.
From The Fillmoe Kid to Majeid
And SF Black Wall Street we building a bridge.
Because too many folks now dying with information.
If nobody cares, this is a dire situation.
Hip Hop went viral for innovation
But Hollywood skipped this entire interpretation.
We got so many files of inspiration
We shouldn’t be facin more trials and tribulation.
So I have to ask: Why is there hesitation 
To hire us after you acquire this information?
Is it racism, entitlement, reservation
If London Breed says to fight for this preservation?
Or is it just the environment of a nation's politics?
Why not inviting us in to change them?
Cuz some of us are born Rebels By Law
To level playing fields and catch a Devil’s fly ball
From the court to school boards, when ghetto lives call
For action only some can level the high walls.
So if this is the first time you’ve heard this ask "Why?"
We just scratching the surface, that’s why.
The South Bronx/Harlem of the West is that fly.
But you wouldn’t know it looking in from the outside.
You just see the effect of Black pride capsized,
And people chastised by the city’s gas lights.
You don’t seem to catch why decades of bad vibes
Hold the depth of the Black lives that survived.
Don’t tell us to act right if you a police officer
The wrong way, or you can meet repeat offenders.
Disrespecting the streets will leave officers
Egos beat and legal-speak at a loss for words.
Real G’s know which laws come first.
Getting them out of order’ll get your pockets searched.
The mission of St. Francis is lost and cursed
So watch his purse cuz that’s God’s work... Church.

Black San Francisco prod. by Lonnie "PopTart" Green"

Okay, Karate people in the house.  We're about to give you the business and settle the score, it goes:

La di da di, bodies in the Mohave
We might cart double and show off in the lobby
Just watch Karate and follow the hype
The spotlight’s on bright and it’s got the right height
For all the moms, plus Caitlin Dechelle
Love to see your smile is engaged as well
Cuz it’s school when you pause a pose in competition
That keeps in shape cuz that’s called discipline
Focusin the best replays
Because this type of flip action never betrays
Woke up around penny slots in the mornin
Went back to bed like nothin’s alarmin
Dreamt of a backroom to stock up
Got lunch, a box with a bunch of hot stuff and said:

Mirror mirror on the call
How can I get more Rahman Jamaal?
Prayers up to Nipsey Hustle, 5 million in cash?
The spirit said “Use bars to unleash a master”

Class rules, I’m too woke to go back to sleep
Too dope off the rope I trust my OGs
Too royal to throw shade when friendships fail
Just lemme grab the file for my singer scale
True to the mic, and on my behalf
Put double into a couple, up & have em double back
Team fly and already aware
We turn on the cameras, movie stunt prepared 
For all the world satellites at home
It’s Dwayne Johnson’s favorite rapper call me post-Stallone
Cash checks while I’m drillin the chucks
Put on the Daily News, get some live screen shots
Stepped out, the crowd got hoarse, slow mo
Catch that win from an alter-angle
From Redwood City, Cali, been doing rallies
JAMS with Mr. Wong got the Maui Wowie
This is a world stage hard to get
So I’ll just say come strong if you got respect, and not:
"It’s all because of views, I got an attitude
New trends today, why should I be feelin angry?
No bloody nose, arose up through better roads
But you look grown up away from me."
(Good, it’s time to get free)

How could you touch Maguire’s shoes?
We flying on TV while we just being true
Like people, Don’t lie, say hi or buy
The way here come my brother with those musical vibes
Your team wanna step up? Get on each side
Cuz Cali on some catch-up-check-your-street-pride
Jumpin on the tele to flex on PT (primetime)
Fans go wild while the stars compete.
The list is long, the tricks been strong
Grip from beyond in the clutch holding a wand
I don’t make this up, this is off the metermaid
For free runners & Street dance teachers
And folks outside the box
From those running the streets to running their city blocks.
Make haste get caught up quick
Cuz kids shooting real-time leaving empty clips, sayin:

“Why don’t you give me more plays 
So we can go viral and ride those waves
Then you can hear me rap all day
And give these stars more public praise.
Jimmy’s really, busy, can’t you see
Sometimes this world is stigmatizing
Too much talk no active change
But here’s to careers that steer the way
So strong and long this song is kept on
Now mix in the sound before my mother’s gone
And let’s gear up, tailor the fits
We can all grab seats while youngsters do flips.
Over the top cuz once we start flying
I’m selling rhyme-schemes til heads stop buying.
Because I can, go ask my brotha
Now give yourself a push you might become a Strutter…

It goes, slick rock and ya don’t stop, into the
Trick spot and ya don’t quit, yeah
Flip talk and you don’t stop, into the
Hip Hop and you don’t quit...

AdrenaLaDiDaDine prod. by Silent John

This is the Martial Arts Way:

It all starts with respect for any warrior willing to win
The White Belt represents where the story begins
You are a student of life learning how to earn stripes
Focusing on the art of defending what's right

With practice you learn confidence
Becoming strong and intense with an attitude of common sense
Strength ain't just about dominance, but having awareness
Of the longer intent through preparedness

Keep going it gets deeper, no more "me first"
Success means we progress best through teamwork
Showing integrity with each word you speak
Keeps you on your feet with every person you meet

Now you're ready to compete, face self-defeat
Perseverance is the lesson that takes health to beat
Be the best you can be cuz you're better than before
Your greatest opponent's your inner core, you ready for war?

Setting the bar higher you never get bored
Aspire to greatness, tell the ref to settle the score
Behind every belt is door
Challenge yourself to take risks, you might even get an award

Whether you spar, do weapons or forms
Born to pressure the norm
That's why you're trained to weather the storm
Commitment develops to form Black Belt discipline
The journey starts with you stepping forward...

The Martial Arts Way prod. by Fresh Kils

Mixtape track written and recorded in one day for a Rap-A-Lot Records.

Industry N99Z

Lyrics & Music composed by Rahman Jamaal
© Sajeraja Publishing Company, ASCAP

Either you know me as an actor, know me as a rapper
Know me as the homie or a stony cat macker
But you don't know me as a phony ass bastard
I guarantee that, my testimony has backers
Movers, shakers, maneuvers like breakers
Unified shapers of the future’s vibrations
Euthanize haters if they wanna stay sleeping 
Scared of my reality they'd rather stay dreaming
It's crazy man, so many stray demons
Calling out each other while their evil praise Jesus
Unwilling to budge out of pride or laziness
More able to judge and manipulate weakness
They tried to tell me that my ego’s quite phat
Then God told me that I’m on the right track
To write rap deeper than any priest or lawyer:
"My boy ya the truth don't let nobody speak for ya"

Cuz these are the times of the blind leading the blind
As told by a one-eyed man, reading the signs
The blind never think to ask what’s feeding their mind
Whoever claim it's the truth, they're eating the line
These are the times of the blind leading the blind
As told by a one-eyed man, reading the signs
The blind never think to ask what’s feeding their mind
Whoever claim it's the truth, they're eating the line
Some say they're on the side of God cuz they're righteously preaching
But they don't like to follow all the advice that their teaching
Come too correct for them the game is like hide-and-go-seeking
Because they need the power, and this cycle repeating
Some say they on the side of God when their righteously preaching
But they don’t like to follow all the advice that their teaching
Come too correct for them the game is like hide-and-go-seeking
Because they need their power, and this cycle repeating

You need the truth if you don’t know of the Christ that I’m speaking
And if you do then you are already part of this movement
Not just in Word but every Act of this life in the deep-end
It's all quantum mechanical particle fusion
Some even claim that they are closer to God as a human
But love is a universal truth, not a delusion
That's why our Creator made sure that our heart has the blueprint
What kind of movement needs coercion to spark revolution?
It’s not a mysterious theory it’s our evolution
When their talk get elusive, better watch for the nooses
To re-direct attention and make you part of the nuisance
Along with all of your questions, blocked with a Q-tip
I guess it's up to you to make your own popular music
I heard sound is the most powerful force in the matrix
Opening doors and expanding our thoughts to the future
The future is now, so are you the source or an agent?
Cuz these are the times of the blind leading the blind
As told by a one-eyed man, reading the signs
The blind never think to ask what’s feeding their mind
Whoever claim it’s the truth, they're eating the line
Some say they're on the side of God when they're righteously preaching
But they don't like to follow all the advice that their teaching
Come too correct for them the game is like hide-and-go-seeking
Because they need the power, and the cycle repeating

That's why it's time for us to break it
None are above the social conditioning that started when we were naked
That means if you a man you gotta face it
Study patriarchy, and why that's archaic
Why that justifies a culture still defending rapists
As if God created women just for men to lay with
While men write their laws in spite of God to render slave kids
Yet call their wife a dog if she relates with other races
That's how they did it, look how efficient it was, cuz even now we're slipping
Back to these cowards building towers off of power tripping
All men had to do was listen and keep their vow to women
No wonder now so many millennials doubt religion
If you don't know what it's like to be victimized
In a powerless position what makes you think you're fit to guide?
There's a difference between the pride of feeling civilized
And the pride of surviving the pit of lies that’s been systemized.

Blind Leaders

A prophecy confessed backwards aROSE properly aCROSS chapters...

Twice It Happens (prod. by Self Destruct)

I didn’t make money off of image.
I didn’t make you change for the fame.
Tho I could’ve done both I would much rather boast
On the interest you bring into the game.
Never think for a second it’ll finish.
Only thing to remember is the name.
For you to learn what it means you can burn the leaves
Or you can read through the word it’s all the same.

Try to get the ugly truth to feel sweeter.
If you can do that, then you can be a leader.
Or you can be a cheater with stupid people
And make a fool of weaker human beings with Luciferians.

Either way the future leads a teacher to reach students
Releasing through the booth to the musical meter.
I don’t care what you do just make beautiful
People losing the deeper to cue to go
Outside the freedom of their cubicle.
Addicted to chasing money and women, taken from an opinion
That they don’t know how to change without changing from the beginning.
My language bumped in your system will train from the conviction
Of a drum rhythm pimpin’ your lady cum to decisions like…
"Hold up, who’s really real? Who’s thrilling for children? Who’s Willy Nil?
Who’s willing to kill and who’s Killing Bill
By building skill hard cuz you soft as Achilles Heel?

[In other words] Who’s active who’s just actin?
Who funds action and who’s just rappin?
Who runs the gap between love and attraction
To show black kids n white hoods what’s lackin?
Cuz if you ain’t got the answer to that
Your rap standard is crap, keep your hands in your lap.
You’ll crash land on the mat getting slammed on your back
If your ass brandishing gats with no plan of attack.
That’s not a metaphor for soldiers in a cheddar war
When your IQ is lower than your credit score (ha)
You didn’t get the game to know how to set up the board
Before you playin so you paying for it with debt or a lawyer.
Try to stay ahead of this royal treatment before your grown
When entire empires get stoned over thrones.
Bend the rules with independent moves lending you jewels
When you’ve been in schools longer than Kendrick interviews.

Then twist a session and listen to message
Cuz if you can follow it you’re a witness to the method.
I don’t expect all of us  to be gifted to express the knowledge cuz
A lot of us want us to feel disconnected
Disrespect and place money over b!tches cuz it’s effective.
But that doesn’t change the smell of the sh!t that get collected.
It’s one thing to notice this on your own when it’s detected.
Another to see it introspective with a collective.
But don’t let this be a misconception I don’t mean scare nobody
At Hollywood blow parties where the players so cocky
With snotty hoes talking, to be fair to those watching
I make prophets so I get a share of both copies.

You copy? You wanna make a profit?
Cuz I only drop scripts when God can’t stop it.
And my homies talk slick my gotdamn pockets
Are not my only topics. Hip Hop is Coptic...

Rahman Jamaal's Album

"Art Official Intelligence"

Lyrics by Rahman Jamaal, Music by Bosch

Born King: Came to the earth like warming
Torn between the war with normal thinking and non-conforming
The storm brings a swarm of winged hornet stings w/o warning
For linguistic prophets with apocalypse spit
So sick it should be quarantined.
Warrant dreams to answer why heads got cancer
Read with the blood of a Panther.
Said with the love of a gangsta.
Advanced T.H.U.G.L.I.F.E. transferred
Grand-sonning these kids like Sanford
Who run on these rigs like hamsters
Gun on each pig like ham, sure.
High standards fit tri-combs that light domes like iPhones
And write poems at night roaming outside zones
Spike Jonze-ing these microphones
Set to hype tones for life, Holmes.
Sherlock got nothing on it.
Two subs on it for lover's sonnets.
So deep bass is subatomic.
Deo-cellular Nextel HeLa Henrietta is back
Lacks more black than jealous attacks
Catcall rats all telling their macks
Y'all fill in the gaps.
Spelling what raps mean, let's leave a witness:
Fitness demeanor with this militant mission
Vision is seen within the artist and the dreamer.

Think like a King, move like a rebel
Build up this kingdom where True Light can Settle
These puppets that Lie will get screwed like Gepetto
Cuz devils can't see what's on Too High a level
So think like ya King, move like a rebel
Build up a kingdom and unite the ghetto
This new life for Rap Gods used by the devils
Lucifer can't see, Mic's on too high a level

Watch your eyes close to make sense of the past
Blind to the future, time is illusion
There's only "now" to define
How to use the mind of a producer.
To assume that the use of all humankind
Is to move thru the line of consumers
Is stupid by design if music loses
The right to refine what the truth is:
Lucid yet untrained like guns spraying for chump change
And drunk lames that run game on young brains who want fame
To complain for popularity through shock therapy, talk carefully
Generations from now use Hip Hop to give Pop new clarity.
And if all of your rap is distraction from action
By flashing the fashion, the crack and the gats
As much as that cash is an asset for passion
It hasn't made up for the swag that it lacks
To attract what is absent.
Cuz it has to convince tricks you're a pimp
With how you spend chips on your friendships
Like a limp, rich, impotent dick
And you think you're the prince picked...
...to turn a princess to a hoe
So you tried to control her love with your dough
But you did not grow enough of your soul
No wonder your Rolex covered in coal
But the wealth of self has been sold
On somebody else who felt you went cold
Making you a selfish pelt for Jim Crow.
True royalty is not foiled
To destroy the street for hot oil
So before you speak or talk shit
Use a compost toilet seat with top soil
New loyalty to watch boil
Y'all be cool under water pressure
Flip audio lecture for student bodies
With knowledge fresher than college professors.

Think like a King, move like a rebel
Build up this kingdom where true light can settle
These puppets that lie will get screwed like Gepetto
Cuz devils can't see what's on too high a level
So think like ya King, move like a rebel
Build up a kingdom and unite the ghetto
This new life for Rap Gods used by the devils
Lucifer can't see, Mic's on too high a level...

Think Like A King Move Like A Rebel Mixtape

Too High (Hunger Game) prod. by Bosch

The Hip Hop Congress Artist Network presents this 2018 mixtape for your listening pleasure.

Artists include:
Consensus & PhybaOptikz (UK) - world Wide connects
Zero Alias (Redwood City, CA) - Templo Records
Quincy Davis, Talilo Marfil, Antonia Marquee (Portland, OR)
Scribe (San Diego, CA)
One Be Lo (Pontiac, MI/Cairo, Egypt)
Jeff Turner (San Jose, CA)
PremRock & Fresh Kils (New York/Toronto)
Sacramento Knoxx (Detroit)
MC Radioactive (San Francisco)
Knowble (Santa Cruz, CA)
YDMC (San Jose, CA)
Leon de la $co (San Francisco)
Dox Black (San Jose, CA)
Secret Agent 23 Skidoo (Nevada City, CA)
M.C. Mars (San Francisco)
Jay Peezy (Oakland)
Deep Seedz (Jackson, MS)
MastadOn (Jackson, MS)
J Ross Parelli, RAZA, Cou'RaGe (Auburn, CA)
Wyel Legend (Los Angeles)
ahdum (Jackson, MS)
Surreal (Jackson, MS)
Lurob (Redwood City, CA)
Freddy Be (San Jose, CA)
Billy Soul, Stryk-9, 2 8 Tha Native (Portland, OR)

For more info:  www.GoFundMe.com/HipHopCongressOnline

Hip Hop Congress 2018 National Playlist

A National HHC Story - Chapter 2018

Hip Hop Congress National Playlist - Chapter 2018

Dear "Post-Racial America",

When stirring up the Melting Pot
You might find some sh*t stuck at the bottom coming up to the top
Turn up the heat a notch, watch bubbles get popped
The struggle is hot whether you touch it or not...

Melting Pot

Paper 2.6

How do you prepare for the what lies outside your sphere of consciousness? What is the connection between religion and outer space?  How does your attachment to belief help you navigate the complexity of technology?  Our ability to harmonize at specific frequencies through language (code) and feeling (vibration) holds the key to understanding how we can program and experience new realities.

Welcome to the Future.

1.6 DigitaL ReaLigiN

Paper 2.3

There are many "games" in life, from love to war to the streets.  If you're not aware that you are a player, you are the one getting played.  You are being played because you live in a society where the only game you are taught to play-has you moving within a time construct where it's "Game Over" when you die.

But what if physical life is just the first level?  What if you can upgrade your XP and unlock codes to achieve secret skills?  What if there is more to living than what is advertised?

A virus is altering our programming.  Update your abilities to continue for your next level upgrade.  

"The Book of RaH:" is your instructional manual.

- The Game Master

2.3 ADapThaGame

When this track reaches 100 you will unlock "Canaliculus" from "The Book of RaH:"
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Paper 2.4

The myth put out to the public is that youth in the streets are not smart enough to succeed in an educational setting.  The truth is, schools are not smart enough to teach youth how to survive their own environment.  Having access to information technology makes that problem more complex.

Until adults are willing to adapt to their immediate needs, society is ill-equipped to guide.  When you can access any piece of information from your pocket, what makes you think your knowledge is relevant enough to share?

2.4 bLOwPoPp

Not your usual love... but not unusual to us.

Produced by BabiiCris a.k.a. Versoul.

Unusual feat. Ka$h wit a K

When you hear it.  You hear it.
What's the earliest year, then?

Rahman Jamaal

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