It’s been a little over a year since Steve Gains aka Baba Zumbi of Zion-I was abruptly taken from us. He was not only a world renowned MC, loved by his fans, he was known to be an amazing father to three beautiful boys, a caring son who was very close with his mother, and a community leader who practiced what he preached in his music and left behind a legacy of positivity for us to reflect on and connect to. He was also a friend and mentor to me and many others who he looked out for and helped guide as we made our way through Hip-Hop culture, higher realms of consciousness and life in general. He had the type of personality that could de-escalate any conflict, was vastly knowledgeable and wise, yet never arrogant and always down to earth.

I am eternally grateful that I was able to experience Zumbi’s friendship in this lifetime, and honored to have acquired as many stories as I have crossing paths and interacting with him. The footage I used as a visual for this piece shows Zumbi and I performing at his last show. For those of you that don’t know, he’s the one with the bright smile cheering me on. It’s a blessing to have this footage because it really shows our connection, his light, his joy and his support and encouraging spirit. I hope that reading this and viewing this footage gives everyone a glimpse at what a positive force that Zumbi was. I hope that hearing this song sheds light on what really went down regarding his death for those who are still unclear, because it is truly a tragedy that in my opinion hasn’t garnered enough attention or a strong enough response yet. I also hope that this song can help be a catalyst for more songs, art, gatherings, protests, policy changes and organizing regarding justice for Baba Zumbi and the countless other victims of brutality inflicted by those we are supposed to trust to protect us. If we all continue to be passive things are only going to get worse. STAND UP. SPEAK UP. DEMAND ACCOUNTABILITY AND JUSTICE FOR HUMANITIES SAKE. WE ARE ALL BABA ZUMBI.

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mr carmack - nell - 0:15 
hotpockets - worldstar - 1:55
baauer - raspberry - 4:10
troyboi - do you - 5:50
losco - sir up - 7:00
buku - all deez - 8:50
g jones - stand up - 10:00
trampa - my drift - 11:10
djemba djemba - macking in the car - 12:35
bro safari - spooked - 14:05
floss - rollup - 15:15
um.. - i dont know - 16:30
loudpvck - gimme dat - 17:15
jacuzzi - torture - 18:30
g jones - work all day - 19:55
mr carmack - ego - 21:25
penthouse penthouse - friend zone - 22:15
baauer - xtc - 23:40
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P.E.A.C.E. was the youngest member of the legendary LA alternative hip hop group Freestyle Fellowship.  This is a track I made with producer Drysquid, aka Lil Smokie, circa 2007 for our Aquadry project.  We never got around to actually releasing it yet now in memory of his passing we are putting this out for the world to appreciate in his honor.  Interestingly, the subject matter of the song is more relevant today than ever.   P.E.A.C.E. was a once-in-a-lifetime talent with a supernatural ability to freestyle off of the top of his head but could also take direction and write compelling songs such as this one.   Rest in peace  to one of the best to ever do it.  

Ultimate Soldier (feat. P.E.A.C.E.)

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...

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