P03MZ : Mic Checc

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Mic check, one two, mic check, one two,

the mic is live, injected that breath of life in it, with that line, i might offend some religions, don't take it at face value, pointing and shouting sacrilegious, the fact of the matter is, getting attention is easiest through religion.

I see in a couple places, red faces and cold stares, eyes so focused like you're counting strands of my hair, take a breather, and maybe something to take the edge off, better yet, get your date to mic check you until you take their head off.

I'm standing on stage saying whatever i want to, long as i give to the author credit up the wazoo, even if you don't have a clue what i'm referencing, now, wasn't that refreshing?

mentally making you make a note of what to do next when, you're staring at a computer with Google open, feeling like you're going mental, but it's hope you're searching for, the hope that, people who don't care, or are generally not there, be impressed by what you share.

genuinely - they don't care.

There's a big tragedy in 2016's humanity, people give fake fucks and overuse the word family, never looking in the mirror yet talking vanity? recogniz the bullshit in some mortalities.

Having come out the gate with all of that, after the show i'll still be issuing autographs.

The purpose of a microphone check is like a starter kit, sample of the performer's voice and material after it, word!

~Neil Njitu~

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P03MZ : Disclaimer

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Give me a moment - to look around before i speak, fraction of time to see - if it's safe to say what i think, whether i'll be pushing boundaries, staring over the brink, or if in that moment I can rise above censorship, Hold that thought for a moment though, let it settle, let meaning grow, until you notice with words at times I'm irresponsible, is this disclaimer over? Ummm.. No! Irresponsible cause i no respond civil, to my iris view of plausible and improbable, it's possible, society has lost mind control over me, cause with speed these voices explicitly flow, up in my skull, Guess what? I'm no longer keeping them calm. the good, the bad, the insane shouting cut your arm, i'm not trying to glorify or romanticise the situation, i'm letting these thoughts flow to cool me down - brain perspiration.

What i'm driving at here, with too many words i fear, is that i'm full of opinions, some blurry, some clear, and i'm just trying to piece them into ideas.

Dear listener or reader, remember that when you visit this theatre.

Announcement over, insert standing ovation as closure, save some thanks for later, in many weeks recreation in recreation will, feature.

~Neil Njitu~

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Unreleas3D : Beats n Pieces

on every beat that i rap, i'm wrapping bits & pieces of me, what i see what i feel, in fact - some beliefs, you hear it in 3D - imax, the silver screen theme, light up your dark, that fire in your heart, my words will spark, spitting my soul out, is my form of true art, breaking a beat down to pieces, so you see how i hear it, feel how i see it, heighten your senses, when you hear me speaking, hear me picking up the pace, or flowing steady with the tempo, with oh so much grace. calculate my moves like it's chess, demo after demo straight, but they're calling them hits.

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P03MZ : Yung Heartz

What is a heart without desire? what is desire if not dreams? what are dreams without hope?

It seems, off of hopes and dreams, all hearts feed, especially the greedy.

But not every heart would dare to dream, cause of fear that it may never come to be, but who said so, just because of what other people may think? Yung heartz , born for dreams.

Can you imagine how different - you see, the life and world you live in - would be? If you were faced with mountainous obstacles, and no route to go around them, yung heartz, dream-needy.

Young heartz, hope and dream, yung heartz, hope on dreams, yung heartz, hope for dreams, yung heartz, dream and dreams awaken, yung heartz, dream for hope, yung heartz, dream on hope, yung heartz, dream forever more.

Young hearts, fill with hopes and dreams, Don't sell your soul, for absolutely ANYTHING!

~Neil Njitu~

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P03MZ : We Made It

I made it out the system, where i wasn't really living, wherein truth lies, you can't tell their difference.

Nobody was ever thinking, brain function was always missing, the struggle to survive was only alive in my eyes.

Now those days are past, I'm roaming on greener grass, cleaning up other acts, is one of my major tasks.

This stage needs real emcees, and only a few exist, am i one? time will see.

Let the applause rate me, I know your ears will listen every i speak, i know brilliant teary eyes, will never ever blink, and miss the magic.

Every second of every record, is too profound, you've found a pro.

" Tripl N ! TripL N !! TRIPL N !!! "

iHear them calling it out, and that's how iKnow, We made it !

~Neil Njitu~

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P03MZ : Never Alone

I don't want to be alone, i don't want to walk alone, i don't think i'm strong enough, to win this war on my own, every battle, every dawn, all the scars when i'm spent, i feel i really need somebody to help me carry on, as our hearts are beating, and seeking we struggle, praying if every day gets graded? A's come double double. Each and every single way, each and every single day, faith kept grows stronger, my heart beats slower, the race gets shorter, my stride grows longer, so now i'll never worry until it's all over, remaining with only a few days, success is possible in more than a few ways, right now kindly join me on this stage, to proudly mark the start and birth of a new age, as nothing will ever be the same, songa nami, insha'allah, tutafika.

Safari ndefu tumeshinda hii njiani, safari miaka minne kuchoka ndio hali, vitabu na sanduku yote shikilia begani, achana na mengine hata mwalimu awe nani, ukweli pata sasa e'nyi mandugu, kufika hapa sasa kwa wewe, Mola shukuru, amini kidogo mwaka ujao utadumu, jina lako 'tasambazwa na kila kasuku, kujiamini na akili yako razini, utulivu mwingi ndiyo sasa unabidi, macho angazia ndani, kisha kwa wazazi, si kushikwa mkono, bali kusema asante, Hata kama wao hayawani, sema tu kisha nenda wasahau, Kujijua, kuishi maisha yako ndiyo kazi, ka ni uhodari, si C-R ni namba 7, mtihani ukikushika more, Ikalishe kimarahaba, wakati umefika kwetu kuvuka daraja, ombi langu tu? Ongozwa kuskiza ndani, ongozwa na Jalali.

Safari njema, YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE !

~Neil Njitu~

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Unreleas3D : Sick of all these break up songS

I'm facing decay,

man my ears are in rage,

and they threatening to break,

cause these records be making them,

shaking and angrily,

scream out insanity,

music surrounding me,

is no longer happy,

and this is just nasty,

I'm feeling like garbage,

used then discarded,

my heart once expanded,

inflated and branded,

with living and candy,

but now it's all brandy,

the sting like a bee,

like Muhammad Ali.

I'm left floating and hoping,

you butterfly me,

so i'll fly past the trees,

to who made me with these,

skills on these beats,

to make sure no more,

of your break up songs .

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Unreleas3D : On top of the World

On top of the world with flags raised high, eagles eyes fixed on the prize as i speed by, sunshine on my face but i don't go blind, nowadays the rays just magnify my shine. Untouchable - glow in my soul, Uncrushable, hope, i restore in my people - hear me out, i'm setting up a ladder to every cloud, every sound you hear is of me calling you out, from caves of chosen darkness to lit red carpets, away from the critical harshness, so listen close, to this man here who chose, to write to inspire a broken skull, to make sense of belief to orphans in a home, to dry the eye of tears so you can see us go, to seventh heaven, hold my hands brethren - and know, that even after the fall, good will snow.

/ / /

No longer a scene, this is an arms race, building up the power to take up our birthplace, with weapons only tested in outer space, the kind of military nobody can face, hold out your hands, together we stand, urban vibe until the end as i'm forming a band, we'll play all our records at the top of the world, we'll make titanium break and shake up the earth, for many days, i've been asking many questions - like, who am i now and what's my sound? what do i want? a half of it all? what am i craving for? what am i waiting for? to use my pen and my brain as bullets in this war, to retain the place of life, on top of the world, the war to lift species and races that we call the world. See me salute, and know that the sun will shine, over them, them, you, and I.

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Unreleas3D : Don't Go CoveRmx

{ Verse 1 } My heart's in a glow, with every beat nakufeel even more, going off of fireworks in my soul, i feel the fire burning as i'm yearning for you more, yearning just to know, if maybe we can grow, and be together every single day until we're old, cause you and me are like Marry Me video, two hearts singing in one sweet note, you've got me ever writing poems, many love verses on many sticky notes, ever talking about you in my flows, pretty soon you'll be the title of one of my songs, you're the star of this moment, i confess you're the subject of this poem, so know, though i lack a strong faith, you're my saving grace, so baby don't go !

{ Verse 2 } If i could just take a minute, to take you through my mind, to see your self-image, the spark in your eyes, the fire inside, your beauty divine, you're one of a kind, i'm proud to say you're mine, proud to keep your picture around all the time, proud to take you out, floss you all around, proud to be the one, with whom you built a house, it's not a secret anymore, you know how i feel, you know even more, forever hold your hand, forever keep you warm, forever be the shelter, from every single storm, all's falling in place, my fingers and your fingers are closing up the spaces, my arm and your arm hug in loving embrace, we walk down the streets of many happy days, so now the music swings low, trumpets and then guitar solos, and our hearts beat to the rhythm, close your eyes, listen to my voice. Don't Go! Let's make a remix.

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Unreleas3D : Ghostwriters

The real mind that's behind the rhymes, can be quite hard to find at times, in this line of work, where everything is worth'd, not by the art it births, or the time and work, put into creations that reverb - for metres, across halls and stadia, it's not always the heart that beats true, but the one that beats flashy louder, that gets a crush's number.

vile vile the world won't notice, the true heart is the talent.

he murmurs on the podium, but when alone, it's simply madness, the way he connects the lines, the punches, the hooks, the rhymes, his mission to missionary many minds, one he's always believed in since a child, fuck the whole game up bloody and drop dimes!

that's the life off stage, but the reality is sour, manager and producer don't think he has the power, to hold a mic and tell a story, for a fraction of an hour.

so now he found employment as a ghostwriter. the world will never know, the author's face behind the show, the creator of the mix, of different artworks we like to call - The Hits.

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