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HUBRI$

by Kokayi

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1.
Charlie 00:47
2.
Daddy I done fell from grace After you done set the table After the prayers said Bowed our heads Cooked the flour to make the bread Smoke the sour to hold off dread despair And torture This earths a scorcher Lawd it's hot They can hold me down Nigga I rock this rusted crown On my throne of porcelain Sword in my Sheath they forced it in Hammer no nails all shells Esiotrot easy or not ski masks is hot So I rock a balaclava Rosary beads and our fathers While they on the knees copping please Afouin my negus Alms for the beggars Palms full of lettuce Bout these greens my greeds all vegan No rest for the weary I ain't off on weekends They want me to let the beauty out But I can't cuz I'm beast in This the game of life no free spins Plastic cars plastic wife pin heads And some chirren I bid a good evening No vacations resorts Lead to results lead to leaking by default That's my initial setting I breathe through a wet breeze Seas in destined to see from the flotsam bottoms so I stuck em and kept composed as JR rotem I am Stanley Kubrick Clock work ernch And I ain't given two shits Whip it no crack all toonces Me and two packs and that's what juice is Box full of issues And I don't sell loosies Funk these negus leave me stretched out all bootsy It's a coup where boots and titty tapping Pam Dr who. Red alert. Dahleks on my set Prolly popped a molly Off to college all due respect Wasting money daddy money Crabby patties and Patrick's funny Til he short and the block is dry Then ya star fish gets hooked and dragged inside Filleted for all the other guppies just to witness If the product ain't quantified At the rates that you enlisted And that'll get you stranded I swear y'all ain't pay attention to Chris' very last commandment TheY want me to let the beauty out But I can't cuz I'm beast in This the game of life no free spins Plastic cars plastic wife pin heads And some chirren I bid a good evening
3.
Ickys Lament 04:01
Headed out for a night with the fellas on the ave In my 64 coupe love the jont with the proper tags and it’s cool yeah This is Arbor Day and we need relief You know the Exxon got em 2 for a dollar them grape swisher sweets\ And we ain’t riding dirty no So pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love Pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love Switches on the ave who I’m kidding man What switches do I have? Chilling with the window half cracked Bass on 95 watching the bone take it’s toll on my people slumped on the sidewalk stroll Night younger than a muhfukka Henny in my system water sipping til I’m sober Temper tapping on my shoulder Who dat flash Hand on the ratchet in the holster I ain’t trying to another poster Like hey say my name lord Nigga go head mo slim play thy game Rights ain’t shit but turns and words At this juncture so to function I’m a stay my lane License and a registration Insurance in the glove but I’m hesitating Stick of gum one black ice tree The scent it got me numb It’s the stench from his Nicorette He reaching for his gun So pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love Pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love All up out the window Hollywood Cole Scuff on your Gucci’s shirt off in the cold Stanley Tucci, Luciano You ain’t having it man a whole lot of bravado Hublot, Movado time is on your side Chopper in the rental but your niggas in the ride Quarter moon in the magazine Bout to blow The roof of a NACA it’s a scene Act II For the A-R High points for the scorer Whole lotta candles Teddy bears bad auras Church choirs in the forum Think pieces and a meme it all seems foreign til the shots stop pouring And nobody is toasting every body running And they burying their baby on a Sunday morning And the family in mourning But they ain’t sittin Shiva For the next seven days its a whole lot of grieving So pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love Pray for me tonight love Cuz I’m trying to make it home alive love
4.
DRMS&CRWNS 04:20
Always taught me be the best at it the fact is practice makes perfect and work ain’t hard all your lessons i heard em through the fire the brick stone walls of my desires that’s the danger my god and when i hit the yellow brick road of this here music through the backstage curtains you always cheered but to my face told me it’s a waste get a plan to fall back on i’m like dad fall back where my skills been there you the one who taught me the frustrations of the game were the jewels that you claimed you ain’t have no abacus no math so i was stuck on the plane less travelled you the plug but your cords all tangled jaded green envy sometimes it seemed no angles secretly fearing for my life when it all unraveled But I'm like what I’m gone do if i don’t have you. chorus so i’m building my house on the concrete you poured new floors new walls new roof but my heart still yearning for the king to give his blessing and i guess i must show and prove my bruv was the prodigal i guess i’m the prodigy with so much more to lose but i’m tired of these shackles and i’m trying to get loose move beyond your shadow and discover my own muse time to cop my own tools battle my own addictions because in most ways i’m you thats a cold cup to brew drink and manage it took a minute to understand why i couldn’t see the forest when there weren’t any trees on hand see thats the prob right there i knew you had seeds i knew you had the dreams But the crown was never mine to have cuz these dreams
5.
Shake it Off 02:46
Welcome to the mayhem Well wishers stale kissers Who gonna hate dem Arrogance or ignorance Innocence or penitents Business or benefits I am the plug for these citizens the flame thrower Slang gang bangs and the games over Fly high sky high swine flu Who Spit that loogie after loosies Why I do Cuz the stress gon weigh you down And the jacks want to take your crown And the pawns wanna sing along in Unison as they wander off to drown the sacred gon site their faith And the fakers gon all change face That's the way it be when those shackled feet finally Hit to solid ground Gonna shakem off now Shake, shake it Shake(4x) Married to the gambit Pickle backs after nickel back Hidden in the passage Got a hitter for the masses White tiger with the classes 20/50 with the Vision no glasses Smacked slim craftsmen No gender bias Frequencies for the pleiades I plea for these no deals ya honor No pills no frills it's no chill no barter Cuz the stress gon weigh you down And the jacks want to take your crown And the pawns come and sing along in Unison as they off to drown the sacred gon site their faith And the fakers gon all change face That's the way it be when those shackled feet finally Hit to solid ground Gonna shakem off now Shake, shake it Shake(4x) no skills no smarts no father he follow shiny trinket these tricksters think long a hero ain't nothing but a sandwich heated a bird in hand slid him gold told em fish with no pole step on these fiends will bank roll so he never ever was thankful Cuz the stress gon weigh you down And the jacks want to take your crown And the pawns come and sing along in Unison as they off to drown the sacred gon site their faith And the fakers gon all change face That's the way it be when those shackled feet finally Hit to solid ground Gonna shakem off now Shake, shake it Shake(4x)
6.
LIT 02:40
Listen Up Fresh up out the shower boy you know I feel great Cuz i’m fresh as baby powder Bout to get these wings & then skate Ain't no time for haters God is greater polly’d with the pollinators Prolly got some problems prolly solve em later Me and joey coco chopping in the elevator palace player pimpin’ ‘pon de playa Called em for a favor Ayyy I’m Bout to dip moe no ropes dog , it’s no hope slim &n no hassle So I Took a sip though for i Spent a stack getting out these shackles Me nah dance and pa-pose for the snappin’ No chatta’ all action I’m on a world tour no packing with Mohammed my man All the world in why hand To get gone is the plan Cuh We Gon touch the sky yeah We Gon set this world on fire It’s all sunny my G No precipitation Nary a cumulus in sight As your star soar higher New sneakers new hires no slight It’s the hordes of the choruses Horus is set for the night Thoth in a loft suite and we write Choirs to preach yo the signs are rear While the lines to speak So the sun get near Then you wax off Danielson No Miyagi uni unagi Sushi you got it Hot Topic with a douchey new product Gucci closet and two Buggati New hot model long body Took a pill with Mike P shots and two oxy Ambien for the ambience Call the ambulance Cause your wings fell off CHORUS
7.
HUBRI$ 03:24
Its all bout your pride No simba And I ain’t lying these street are colder Than the 6 in December They stained crimson But when it pops off It’s pop corn Pop stars Pop tarts Popped pills Popped cherry’s A bevy of wall warts We all charged and we all low Percentages they all blow Sentences is all snow It’s summer My nose a frozen tundra My flows is a blown hummer My septum my old lawyer My aorta’s a large hearted Charger on octane of purp water Burp stutter rinse and repeat Nig When it pops off My pockets swollen Sty eye molten The sneaks cleans as beaches in all of Nova Scotia So it’s leek and fish cheeks VIP. Bottles cars, clothes, models Free shows and Swallows Freeloaders and friends Fiends, foes and a fam scheme scolders, entourages, no tortoise Ferraris, Porsches, Bulgari, buggattis and gorgeous Ovaries and orgies But none of these people come in here for me Its all bout your pride No simba And I ain’t lying these street are colder Than the 6 in December They stained crimson They say that pride cometh eh before that fall The rise you might summit Plummet til the depths of your stomach And you’re earling off your ego Feeling you can’t see through Emotions oceans you can’t manage Waves on the beach and the moons and the planets You don’t beseech it, preaching to that choir But your sole control of the soul is just and insecure desire But you’re oh so touchy feely boy You passive with aggressions Don’t want to be the student when these classes are in session so You opt to be professor I profess you are much lesser Like a fuck boy upon your fuck board my nigga Committing suicide because you want to stunt more Can’t see the forest for the trees or the sticks or the seeds But your grind upon your high horse because you really wanting more Chasing all these wishes but you Run forrest run forrest Legs tired when you catch em slim Then you skate its the motherfucking Crown Nigga take the fucking Weight Its all bout your pride No simba Oh no It’s not quite what you’re used to uh uh no way ayyy Not quite what you’re used to Oh so you fancy now Haughty shawty and you oh so prancing now Two checks from that squalor so no dancing now you ain’t them other niggas You a clean tree hugger non-thugging nigga Speak the queens and don’t eat greens proper upper figure I ain’t black, black I’m a half, a quarter, Wave my flag of woke distorter, my disorder, is this order Of you people, your tints and grills and your hoochie dresses And your Louis, Gucci obsessions now with no investments No melons of no water No HBCU or affirmative like actions Sanctions glancing I’m a young one of the republic My tax base is high so what of it? I feel sorry for your mother
8.
MORE 03:44
To swim against the tide of mediocrity - I go So play the game and rent your soul is what’s required to be - but I know It’s more bottles in the sky say who you want to be tricks up in the club glass fully of bubbly Choppers on deck high as a Zeppelin And I don’t give a fuck Cuz all y’all hating on me Cup full of lean Raining on them hoes again Cutting down trees until a smoke a forest and Don’t make me pull it unless you want me to put it in And love I just a word The club here about to be lit You say you want more But you don’t really want it baby Even though you say you want more But you don’t really want it baby All you want is asses on the floor But you don’t really want it baby Just go ahead and open up the door I caught an F for my efforts They happy where they wanna be As long as I drive Buggatti’s on the tV screen They don’t really care if I’m pissing on their children’s dreams Passing out the turkey’s all during the holiday’s To keep the masses all appeased pimping is his life my words they were heaven Caught a rise from the depths But my bread wasn’t leavened so I traded in my promise for a Couple hundred sheckels and some records Ay yo it’s billboard positions and a VIP section When I tried to give you more you played me off crazy U don’t wanna hear that shit nigga won’t you go ahead and drive Miss Daisy Change All you really need is change You say you want more But you don’t really want it baby Even though you say you want more But you don’t really want it baby All you want is asses on the floor so Beep beep nigga Milly rock in your hand Spill it till you kill it boy Stream it on demand Got that killer for you fam Smoke in a pillow or that Xanny in my bag All about that money so here another stack All about your brand so here another fact Scared money don’t make none Fake niggas stay lying cuz they fake young Rich niggas be the brokest cuz they fake rich With a fake bitch, fake flooded icicles on a fake wrist Ferrari’s on lease, in a leased apartment They don’t dance so you know they all rent But…. You say you want more But you don’t really want it baby Even though you say you want more But you don’t really want it baby All you want is asses on the floor But you don’t really want it baby Just go ahead and open up the door
9.
St. Fed UP 02:45
can't breathe This choke hold it two fold so i ain't free they hold shots Crooked cops courts and fees It's fright night fight club like its a double fee-ture no future Just puffed eye and sutures My souls on empty It's hard to hide life scars and blemish um lumped rocky Dennis No trump cards but trumps is spittin. Vitriol disguised as Kavanaugh and good dweeecisions Murcia gets white again 1800's Black flight again my kin skinned and a light again alight again I'm choking on my tears Anger in my ears strangers in the midst Sun kissed fruit reminisce Willy lynch And you can catch em in 4K killing in a deeper resolution but there is no justice in equal distributions Systematic retribution sacred hate from institutions made to incarcerate my person Bonds that yield a yearly distribution And I blame you niggas Near every college park Never biting and you hardly bark Ya paid into my anguish Forsaking all your coded language For a collar so distinguished That it asphyxiates the sacred For a dollar in ya pocket You initiate exchanges So it's a soul for a pound A blind eye for a ballot Pillage for positions of perceived power plus you pimp out the impoverished To supplement you income revenue streams flowing free full of blood and dreams never established Tell me to never buck the system Never fight just yield I'm sick and tired and I'm fed up Seems like the system been set up for we I think that you'll all agree I'm sick and I'm tired and I'm fed up Seems like the system been set up So we bleed I think you will all agree.
10.
Mermaids 02:54
I plucked her right out of the ocean Somewhere between Cahuenga and Vine Now over drinks said he had the notion that I was one of her very own kind Now this improbable given I’m a different breed From the sun baby where my people often flow free She said it’s cold down here in the shallows Deeper out there by the reef We keep the sharks at bay With these games But baby make sure you don’t bleed She said she likes the way that the earth felt Sometimes she need her feet to be wet a lot of Shopping sprees for the finer things Yes Yeah she always worried She watching out for the fisherman’s net Oh now that’s improbable I k I never offered you no bait But you swam up on my anyway So darlin baby What you say? She said it’s cold down here in the shallows Deeper out there by the reef We keep them sharks at bay With these games So baby make sure you don’t bleed And when she’s trapped on land without the big blue She might take you So deep you almost drown now when she swims The stars are always in her hair But she’ll take you so deep That you won’t see You’ll never come up for air
11.
Poseidon 03:03
Now listen Funny how these waves break Trends of your mens and nem Fulcrum on the pressure Got your finger on that lever But when fear is like your synonym How you gon’ maintain When ship-to-shore’s a long way You bout to walk this gangplank The tide keep coming You ride no drummer bide time wave runner 23 skidoo no slope Seadoo no hope Your humanity’s like vanity Vanishing manatee Choppy seas equating dog to weaker knees So listen young I’m saying You keep surviving You keep on striving Now even though you’re lost at sea These waves colliding And when the tides in You’re diving in way too deep You say you’re riding these waves that’s tidal A wipeout ain’t so easy I see your trident You live with Poseidon In the sea, the see, the sea For nautical miles The prodigal child Is lost in the wild And tossed in the vial Deepest blue trench of the isle The stench in the cloud The smoke in the lungs The fork in the tongue You speak and I hum The hurricane coming You thundering son And raising your flag and pointing your Gun Scalawag yo-ho and a Bottle of rum Now listen Swearing that you black beard Barely growing facial hair Ain’t pillaging no villages Your skirmishes is scrimmages Scabbards ain’t sharpened These harpies they got your harkening I’ll lash you to the mast and be the lighthouse In your darkness You keep surviving You keep on striving Now even though you’re lost at sea These waves colliding And when the tides in You’re diving in way too deep You say you’re riding these waves that’s tidal A wipeout ain’t so easy I see your trident You live with Poseidon In the sea, the see, the sea On some Davy Jones locker shit Heart up in the box Cuba gooding with the bends DeNiro in his socks Charlize upon his arm The men of honor 12 steps to freedom Life preservor when I know that you are sinking You see now Larger fish in small puddles don’t make concentric circles They just flop about and gasp in deep in trying to breathe by virtue There ain’t enough like oxygen within the flotsam and the bottoms end It’s easy to feel I think you need an Ocean so jump on in You keep surviving You keep on striving Now even though you’re lost at sea These waves colliding And when the tides in You’re diving in way too deep You say you’re riding these waves that’s tidal A wipeout ain’t so easy I see your trident You live with Poseidon In the sea, the see, the sea
12.
If pac were alive would Brenda's baby had grown would snoop be a lion Would dre have aftermath or Would the row be the row If mr I get around went ahead & settled down and ran for a congressional seat while Nate sang the anthem Mac dre handled the cash son While em and proof bounced kids on their knees But I guess that's what loss do Make you wander bout the ifs ands or who's But I swear It be lovely to see And brings a tear to my eyes if Pac were alive Chorus: But they've all gone too soon Resting my eyes under the cherry moon Stardust from ziggy brings a shine to the city it's a pity so I play this tune All for you If big were alive would jay be the king Would kim have changed appearance on celebrity apprentice and host a late show on revolt TV Would he and pun go runnin with Hev Every summer When he wasn't working on his PHD With Big L at his side Cheeks and sean p running the street trading beats and playing ball with phife But I guess that's what loss do Make you wander bout the ifs ands or who's I swear It be lovely to see And brings a tear to my eyes if Big were alive Chorus: But they've all gone too soon Resting my eyes under the cherry moon Stardust from ziggy brings a shine to the city it's a pity so I play this tune All for you
13.
Again 02:24
Regret the mistakes ive made Hands I shook folks ive played Plans I laid Shade i thrown All for the sake of the golden throne So karma forced my trauma To holla an our father No penance penitent sinners I wish I gave more forgiveness I missed it now its good riddance Acceptance is less expected But now that the reapers passing Im adding up all my blessings Like 2 plus - we us Never want to leave it with a grievance Squash all beef we veguns Hindus we with you believe us but I wish that I could do it again I'd make it better for y'all I wish that I could do it again I'd never let you fall The Way to the top Is strewn with great intentions So I guess I have the intent to make In your mentions Dms in museums So TMZ em screenshotting for heavy thottin In the apple um steady rotten Up in Cali I'm steady shopping So this baggage keeps me a savage Im trying to steady manage My ego but people just leave you geeking A respite for what im seeking My best fit for the weekend I'll be back believe that To begin this time with a reason

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HUBRI$ documents the experience of black masculinity mediated through the lens of the story of Icarus and Daedalus. At its nexus, the work is an amalgamation of themes that directly confront; the prison industrial complex, escapism, recidivism, depression, suicide, death, and reincarnation while also examining society’s obsession with mediocrity, relationship to celebrity, an era of shame and the way in which black men are asked to dream. The HUBRI$ album is 1/3 of a multimedia exhibit that pairs each song with portraiture and cinemagraph, culminating in a film that questions how we dream,

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released December 16, 2019

pops(v) Charlie, Aaron Abernathy(v), Malik(bass) DRMS & CRWNS, all songs mixed by Javon Gant Graham except Mermaids and Poseidon mixed by Jake Grotticelli at House Studios DC, mastered by Ricardo Gutierrez. recorded at MonMaison Studios DC, art by URS Media. all tracks produced by Kokayi except Again, produced by Sunny Norway. Executive produced by Kokayi. Less Talk More Walk LLC.

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Kokayi D.C.

Preeminent Improvisational vocalist. 2023 Guggenheim Fellow. Grammy nominated artist, producer, author of You Are Ketchup and other fly music tales.

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