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Pro Deo et Patria

by Kokayi

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Marcus J. Moore
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Marcus J. Moore Kokayi is the most versatile musician I've ever heard in D.C. But he isn't just a local talent, he's a creative visionary with global perspective. Favorite track: Under 1's Mask.
Scott Abe
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Scott Abe Kokayi proves that he's a force not to be reckoned with on this release. The way in which Kokayi blends many different genres is sonically pleasing. Favorite track: Been Thru featuring Alison Carney.
Robby Townsend
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Robby Townsend Kokayi is one of the most creative, underrated emcees out there. This album is some of his best stuff. Favorite track: Birdus Ghetti.
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1.
I'll tell you bout these birds the rarest kind to see unless you living baby living sorta close to me They all come out at night with a giant eye its blazing like the sun got free Cuz they be Flying high love Just to see what they can see And if u come out at night And then you fit that type love They Swooping down and charge u with a felony See they ain't the early type they hunting for them worms they make it sound dirty when they squawk your name They on they perch at times Rolling with guns on fire I swear they trigger happy When they go untamed chorus (2X) they saying Caw boy hold up that wall boy They tweeting from the skies above And then their friends in kind respond in lingua swine put you in them metal cuffs why that man chorus caw caw baby doll won't you all get free.
2.
1 leaf fall into bag full of wishes Brand new skin a well known prescription for all that ails You throw another brick in Just to keep em all guessing Ya number 1 mission But ya make up run Ya mask keeps slipping Caught a glimpse of the square peg you know you barely even fit it The straps to tight You feel so suffocated Yearning for that relief a millennia of waiting So when the wall falls down When that truth come out What u gwan do When it all leaks out when the walls fall down New day a new inquisition put a new face you got a new set of limits True set of facts with you brand new religion and your Brand new cast It's all so well written don't sway tow a party line Cast a wary stone wear a new disguise hide Another feeling as you swallow up your pride but your face keeps saggin when you smile yeah chorus Ya can't hide light under 1 bushel Ya can't tuck a chain When a man seen you glisten You can't stop the rain of emotions once you're smitten It is written And the tighter ya costume the more it hurts to breath in when it so baby what's your season you wear a mask for a reason chorus
3.
Wayyts 03:26
Young boy lost his life today now ooh woah ooh woah i wanna know if justice is blind who is gonna pay now? ooh woah ooh woah uh huh uh huh pay for the tears and the stolen moments for the memories that will never be mentioned dreams that will never be fulfilled we forfeit the children chorus I'm saying whose gonna take the weight I'm saying who's gonna carry the burden I'm saying whose gonna keep the faith I'm saying gonna take the weight that's all on we the ceo he gets a larger pay now ooh woah ooh woah i wanna know his parachute is free to fly away now ohh woah ooh woah uh huh uh huh cuz is a profit more than a people? is poverty more than a station? we ignore their faces they scream of starvation chorus (rhyme) you got that 6 gun an unarmed man the wickedest judge an unhatched plan to murder off the youth of the original man you want fe occupy they wall street they gonna occupy your land the wild wild western him i fear is largely off his rocker real chief talker busting off like blakka blakka leave a casket popping toppers situation they gon' learn now check it babylon she gon fe burn chorus (ooh woah ooh woah) uh huh uh huh cause is a profit more than a people is poverty no more than a station we ignore their faces they scream of starvation chorus u got that six gun an unarmed man the wickedest judge an unhatched plan to murder up the youth of the original man you want fe occupy their wall street their gonna occupy your land the wild wild western him eye fear is largely off his rocker won't you talk of bustin off like blokka blokka leave a casket proper topper see the lesson they gon learn now checking babylon she gonna burn chorus
4.
i didn't write any down so you can if you wish....:)
5.
It's been a lifetime of bitter A bucket fulll of grief and And a 5 lb bag regret Like 17 winters left me aching From the weight of what i went and tried to forget Now I suppose one may think that All this means that the clouds never wondered away but it's quite the contrary and precisely the reason i decided to stay CHORUS what we've been through (and over and over) (me and you) Its the warmth of other suns A greener manicured lawn That keeps em at each other necks To unmended fences a tiny bit of doubt and the fear of what's coming next But the respite is needed A hard road covered With a smile and a course reproach so it all ends well With an un-puffed ego And shared thought that let us know CHORUS we got one ray of sun A heavy burden laid down an unfurled brow so baby dont you go now don't go to bed angry Lets keep it together Got a decent proposal Let's just stay here forever A wee bit sharp but none to clever But with you Love it gets all better i CHORUS
6.
Pedal to the floor eyes wide open W/ your Gas tank hugging E U want 100 miles an hour The past in the rearview But ya top out at 63 A passion for the fast lane Anywhere anything Flashing lights Stop signs Runabout that's the chain that's keeping you from being free So CHORUS You've got to slow down and breathe you on the run you under the gun Chasing those lucid dreams Tray full of roaches on a endless roller coaster Burning out at 1000 degrees The candles at no end ya wicks all done up And you wax on your memories so Ain't nothing left your nose blown open And ya friends no where to be seen chorus Back from Betty you hyped ever ready your Chips in ya pockets your hands close to steady up in the fray the jacks in the glove (box) keys in the starter babe and you are just thinking of chorus
7.
Eaux Matic 04:10
9.99 for the 1st 15 I though u told this love was free you closed the screen and disagreed (no static) since you became a star you got no time me I said now baby dont u know what you doing to me (o-matic) I can't afford to pay but I Wanna see (so now you) Letting all the vermin with these cliques go free I thought u said u was about me Now you numbers all amok 6 figures it seems I guess this cloud of love Ain't made of dreams So baby don't you know why you doing to me (o-matic) I can't afford to pay but I wanna see They follow you around across the virtual seas just let em know that it's just you and me O matic Ain't never paid for love So many cats run free But dam if you ain't crushing this screen
8.
ZaZa Hey 03:45
now They place upon us target We exaggerate our largess Pump a chest no progress Jump up confess and start it Where's that fire To burn Babylon desire To free up ourselves inspire So pick up your head get higher -breathe- This ain't romantic Get up stands up demand it May lose a life get stranded One black fist get branded They want your spirit To crush it enough to steal it To repackage it the sellit Back to the I for profit hey now (all right) The People dancing stay in the light fantastic Not a care in the world (all right) We gonna chance it free up our minds Get frantic So where you at king Queen Don ya crown No slacking We sing enough Start acting Bruk up this stuff Stop asking And take our justice Our Freedom Our kingdoms Our lands and our people Our futures we need to Stop this hapless slackness now Children Bewildered wilderness Is building Free up ya mind Be realist Explode in visions Manifest no prisons Stop dying get busy living chorus
9.
Punchdrunk 03:17
All you seek is to be number one and yes fabric of a tale that's spun Filthy lucre from a joke real fire stoker broker of a deal not done but now your Ego is the site Accolades you desire But the applause never seems enough Punch drunk Sipper of the kool aid free Starstruck wrapped up in a jealousy With all the gold All the fame Ya still just the same But a mirror you nah want fe see Set upon a throne all draped in white Speak acidic but Ya feign like you the light But the darkness peak out In the secrets that you leak out Behind ya mask ya speak so bold But the Veil has been lifted I know all the specifics And the truth you have ne'er told cuz u are Punch drunk Sipper of the kool aid free Starstruck wrapped up in a jealousy With all the gold All the fame Ya still just the same But a mirror you nah want to see Fame don't make u free Money don't let you be Power corrupts ya heart And your mind & often begets jealousy
10.
Swept away on the winds of change and a sea of liquidity Left her name on a bathroom wall With the promise of a dangerous eve They ain't know I iwas setting them up 2 girls 1 cup plus she runs with some toughs we out for the night cuz we living it up Set that speaker box out cuz we ready To cut CHORUS They told me live your life you know you gonna make it right? they told me live your life you know you gotta take your time? they told me 2 straight to black to wild. No baggies no pills no vials Grey chukkas and a stack mother(bleep) and a penchant for living free Snuggie on the backseat Something in my glass Nights on the way with a sneaker on the gas Feeling 100 hundred no worries I'm on it and I'm. Never letting life go past You think you. Wild boy you ain't nothing what them grown folks said to me Y'all talk to Much with you foot on the clutch switch gears Cuz I bout to flee Later I see I was tripping Nothing Like a good ass whipping To get you right where you need to be thats what them really old folks told me CHORUS

about

I'd like to thank my family [Seshat, Dahvi & Phina] for sacrificing their time to allow me to follow my dreams. To ZO!, Ezra, DP, JLAINE, Alison Carney and AC for coming through in the clutch. DC for making me and the rest of the planet for shaping me. To everyone who was an inspiration for every song here. To my main apple scrap, Substantial..thank you my brother. to whom much is given, much is required. i just hope i'm doing the best with it. Easy.

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released September 21, 2012

Written, produced and arranged by Kokayi
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Mixed by C.Walker @ MONMAISON STUDIOS
Mastered by Brett Misner for Cue Recordings
recorded solely in Cockos Reaper

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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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