Grave ndio si hutupa stench na curse Vultures wanahangover, karamu ready kublast Home, ndio hubeba uchi wetu ka stretchmarks Migodi za Kinshasha ni vita na sio Simaro Lutumba Flash out gadgets fancy tukicruise kwa Uber Map lines zimekuwa bloodlines Genocide ndio hutucrossover Ballot sio show stopper, stripped off, false copper Mitaani, dumpsite za contraband Vita yaani, take flight, tour za tanzia kusifu future black Makasi kwa ribbon, carpets zimecover bloodbath Tamaduni ndio hutusuta Tofauti zetu hutuleta closer kudunga Roses kwa soil Africana, kahawa inataste closer to blood Risasi zinaua raia, rais aliziunda bunge Ndovu zinaporwa kufadhili ndoto za mapedeje Na kwa rally crowd zinahema, mauaji kiholela ili waheshimiwe Tafsiri, kila mtetezi ana zake risasi zinamngoja azimwe Sihitaji flow kali, ndio hisia zijadiliwe Masomo ndio kwanza yetu adui, hatwezisimamia sisi wenyewe Tunangoja katu kwa laini msaada tupewe Na zimepita miaka, siku moja njaa itamuua mlafi mwewe Anayepora kwa dhamira yake mwenyewe Wanaofilisi uma kwa sababu ya ujinga, umaskini, maskani njeve Afrika ninakulilia wewe Ndio nikatoa sauti sijui ka itabadili chochote Au ni migogoro na fitina ndio kutuandama siku zote? - Omondi Ochuka

Raised instead of being brought up Luminaries gather around like moths dying around light to fuck up Evolve the mind Not just textbook juice and ketchup Recall the lines If they don't communicate the sketchup CPR, low grade ECG, theatre lying on the stretcher Desktop, baggy souls, bodybags laid on America Press stop, if I am too sentimental or abstract Hoodrats and cool cats, Hoodlums and crude parts Turning tables for the coroner Who's dead? The nurse or the baby pictured on sonogram? There's art in slanging grams Donned with ego, that's why the persona never change 95 thesis King Junior and the grand match Mandela poems versus Idi Amin's pulp Battle griots in sick holes without gloves Moi's bridge crumble in Kenyatta's graves Octaves, octo-generian Suave, clean cut, for vegetarians New breeds, missing labels on the seeds So now the whole park is a rare form of species Or new look speed limits Black spots for trying to figure my semantics It's o-ch-uk-a Term paper's due And the sem is wet and fluid Pimp chokora na chupa few za glue Au limbs ifyekwe nakupa mawaidha for your crew Mabati kwa mbao, terrified na hakuna kitu unaezado Stock exchange, uchumi bandia, bidha peksen Throw in a bit of cover kwa kanda Au synth na samplers uone kitu naeza do na Mike Wudz Karibu school Thoughts provoking, jazzy Queen Sugar tukitunga hizi blues - Omondi Ochuka

Jujuma Roho yangu iko robbed, ninaumwa so much Tro, trauma Kwa nafsi quiet storm, ni ka soul yangu inaturn to glass Au rifles zinarock flesh yangu na cramps Ongeza flesh kwa words, niget naughty kwa track Unafanya nibreak bad Nicook meth kwa kichwa, nitrip fall, niongeze dhambi kwenye ledger Unafanya niwe msoft, hun Barua iko opened out, ukiipata write back Unanipa sugar rush You my crush, ndio ninazidi tu kwa crutch Unanipa winter kwa heart Unastash, confess to father kwa Church Na ukiongea unsound Shade*, ninakuona ninacrust Lol - Omondi Ochuka

Toka timber za bed kuwa na wrinkles ka ngozi ya strawberry So me na mischief Kuundress penseli na grief Cried a river, Kuona macho brown, well, most of me Mangrove na chill vile soils pwani huwaga salty Pause this: Grandma alikua amelose sight Reason? Diabetic Tukitoka hosi na zile pellets za brownie Hio hug pops alikupa ndio hunistitch too sweet, natry everyday kuienact into poetry Zama na staples kwa love letters kwa vein I'm bleeding out Mama: Hakuna kitu hungeweza do for me Siku zimepass, Najua river-ko hijadry Yangu June, yako January Ndio uko stellar, bless you Mon Cheri Bahari ikibusuiwa na sunset glory You're too much heaven Ntakuja nyumbani, na usikalie nikitoka unajua nitarudi Mommy: Markers zikiishiwa rangi Dementia na pressure au taabu zozote za uzeeni Baado me ntakuenzi Baado still, ntaremember future ikimeet past kwa memory Ndio hunifanya kila day by Nikufiche ndani ya these sweet melodies Maji ikimeet mchanga ufukweni Meli ikileta barua, dance with me Ntajua uko free, Sabu sender ni me, returned the the royal pedigree Amazing grace How sweet thy sound... Amen - Omondi Ochuka

First persona My soul is sandy, coral flora Sweet sarcoma Sunsets of orange The new black powder? Suckling screw drivers On wooden chest of a loving mother Cross dividers When I cross these rivers My feet is wading grace, diviner Boats ferry torpedoes Bless the waters where my soul roams Every pain gets heavy sometimes And every name needs saving all times Wormball crawling the evening skies I'm worn out, my wounds are never drying When the seas meet my departure And sailors miss land cause they compass further With every sunset With every glowing fire, the graceless The graceless horizons dividing lands into night or day I heal where I am most broken I'm closed where I am all open I remember to forget I eat like a king, every day I am rolling the dices Heads full of holes and factory of migraines Hands loot balance to hold the body straight But birds sing beautiful sorrows when they're caged Love is borrowed, return cupid immersed in poisoned arrowheads Ah - Omondi Ochuka

The dust brighten on thy holes The crescent full of some dark clouds Grips the voice that calls the soul Sedate the night Like deerheads soaring like lost kites To the feet of heaven thy fall The earth muses like a sick mill The hens cackle when the eagle throws a pebble for sight The wheels smoother around Muddy days and wet grounds To hear the moon calling we dance along with the sounds - Omondi Ochuka

We came from graves buried like seeds In fates we change soul to wealth and deposits Empty my arm, I wanna feel alive Scarred too bad we even wound to cry At night Jostle with prayers on muted lips Cryptic, the currencies We use axes to peel the axis And still no mortgaging heaven Haemorrhaging all our problems On these page, deprive defeat with something like faith Wet thumbs caressing elements of consents Scraps for medals, we not too broken Ain't no death, when rebirth is in our pockets? Nature's forces when we rivet Pens to the journals Dry voices on the record Cracked clay before wet foliage Expose our deaths to the open skies Hinge the bolts of surviving these modern days And still we daughter our lovers And mother unknown fathers Like stolen phones in a city of unlocked servers Snaking through bellies, the nausea is venomous Tokens fall, power lines drop Cure no body if the mind never blossoms Give no heaven for anyone avoiding they faults Then the midget seeds grow enormous Seen beauty through pool puddles of blastoma Swimming pools with drowning death under the Elastoplast We are the last of first How can there be more, the drifts minimise to lesser I've got temperaments of coded aggressor Hold the villain where the story tethers On these tropics we trope abstract genres See hell full of fathers Welcome to the apophenia Too much woods in the wire, seesaws we puzzle the lumberjacks And fuck surgery and all those ugly cataracts Or death designed in footnotes of laws of contract (bind you in the name of Ye-is-ass) Two years going 4, Prognostics with the keys, my metaphors are still gross We afraid to look soul in the eye Or judge the Pen by the way the judge's hammer cries It's hip hop, Nuh, it's lofi, levitating so the world can dresstop I'm a fraud Like toxic frog menu for the snakes to catch Too much pain between a woman's heaven to call love So we yell gazers of stars, close cut And step into the world, with beats in the heart Who are we? We is atoms peeling life out of graphite, raw We is walls that couldn't catch the slide, fall We are born losers Philosophers with every kiss we give the boozer Africa deployed to - Omondi Ochuka

Swahili Spoken Ingawa nafsi ndio zawadi ya dhati ulinipa Fikira: Naukuza undani, panapo pepo mema na vita Sawia, mtego wa upendo baado inezajuzwa tena Kuhusu, Hadithi ya mama, we ulikuwa, Mimi? Ua nzuri, Ile uchungu wa ulimwengu haungefaulu dhidi yake maudhi Ni yako hii: santuri Ndio ukiskiza iwe ikulete zawadi ulionipa ya pendo, Mercy - Omondi Ochuka

Black stripes, yellow stripes Cut that White rice, on black earth slides Dancehall, disco lights Block the sting, physio dynamite Blow storms through the mic Circling flowers when the scent is sweet Streets are full of reprise Geometry build in form of honeycombs and underground tunnels to mimic the termites Dead languages in salty mouths Or dead seas with living ghosts They gather in town Trying to settle the scores Or heckle the bored Fuck rhyming my mouth is sore Double fold tendencies of things growing back to the source - Omondi Ochuka

oka day fateful, years ago Na flow charts safari ndefu, ditinde nyochatho Uko na so much soul Ile healing me hupata nikiremember nikistumble na kufall Vinyl ongeza tempo Badala ya drift ya chemo kwa veins nipe headphones ongeza tena scratch juu ya treble Range close Dunia, merry go round Niko alive, so najua nikikatwa naezaflow Nyota mbalamwezi zinicrown Ndio nikiscribble dirge ni classical Baptismal Metaphors zilikuwa hidden, wengi waliniwalk out Nilikuwa na hii gem kwa soul Kwa kila amebreak bread na mimi, hii ni yako song Embalm dharma kwa manukato, imekuwa long Nikafeely aibu, hata sikuwezashika phonecalls Yeah, ah Ukifeel wind ama drizzle Usifeel weak tumour ikichisel Life out of you Singsong Ninalevitate vile hii beat inanifanya sentimental Juu kuna time Sina any, nafeel feral Pissed off, nadai body ishuttter now Au pistol, juu Prozac zinanifanya suicidal Au mother kucontemplate siku watatoa tubes wazime gas out Hapo ndio soldier ninayell out "Baby wangu ako wapi, ninakumiss, am void now." Ndio flowers ziublossom Na concrete juu ya grave, black soil white cotton, Na hapo god-speed Na mock death, like, "Tumours who's laughing now?" I was never lost I am always found Beat ka hii ndio huremind my soul Fate itafanya kinachompendeza For now me ni airbender Break laws, na kuona siku njema Nika me na Julie, the last camp Rusinga Au Bevy au hata hio box ya velvet Uncle alilazwa Sina skill Ninakupea ikiwa raw Sina fear Kwa bonde ninazidi tu kucross Na ka life imewahikukuwacha na picha za unaopenda, skiza hii Santuri nimetunga for you Yours truly Sing away the blues Ah - Omondi Ochuka

Tweak the beat a little, Wewe Hadithi Hadithi Msalaba wako huu, usichukue uzani unaokuzidi Kama chanda kubebea sifa pete ndio kuapa kuishi Kwaya hii haihusiani na sauti za bei ghali Me hata sijaishi huko Arusha Sura ni ya Gomora sio Dodoma ambako Kaka Sungura alibebea mzigo Betty Funny, uh? Mahn, Saa ile old man akipuliza santuri ya Jumapili Hii rekodi, inarudisha nyuma hio wakati Na labda ukishindwa kubeba Pea jina mziki Huana habari zile sadness si hificha kwa hizi mistari Na pia faraja Na kumbukumbu za kuondokewa tu ghafla Ukabaki uko like sixteen Au twenty three Na badala ya lip gloss, ni limau unachovya ndio uifeel, nostalgia ikigodown Unaniafeel? - Omondi Ochuka

Unahitaji suits? Tie? Au tu Apophenia ya Wudz? Freshy Kuna maangel kwa roof Ma soldier street wana booty kwa foot Wanangoja auction your blues Love me leave me, so zote unaezachoose? Ile daraja ni ya few Sio kila youngster uturn out kuwa babu Na kwa kona mitaa, blessings ndio huleta taboo One shot, kimbo moja ya busaa Two knots, shingo inaponder hewa kuisha Three clots, "Simple liver yako inadie kwa picha." Four close, to five alfajiri hauna glory unaezaamkia We ni mpainful au suicidal? We ni warrior au warlord? We ni hearse au funeral parlour? We ni pain tu, au pia Kuna some other colours? Unauza Cures? Ah, we ndio ule poet msad na terms difficult? Nuh, mark hii sewer Nistitch a bit of some wise words Shit inaezago South, kule chafu hata uwe na the thickest pads Or the sleekiest parts Roll over the window, Risasi unapimiwa haina kilo Deep ni darkness unazikwa ukiwa alive yo Nakuuzia hii pain Veins zako zikichoka kudrain Na shelf mapedi mwili umeisha madre Unapapasa kisu ndio uverify grammar ka inaezatweet your last death Au glamour za media vile inaezakufanya uearn respect Love this cage Nimerapture so vitu zinatoka paraphernalia za metal, more metal na darkness More medal, ego imehang kwa neck Staki paycheck, Nadai sextape na grease ndio nicome nipacemake Staji playmate Najiuzia death juu number ikifika date hauweziforfeit Four fate: birth, love, death and more death Die pen, I thought I buried you deeper to forget I'm out - Omondi Ochuka

Spoken: Tap the hidden instincts that souls disposes Children of fate Bubbles or just simplified biospheres Of deities chessboarding life's tragedies What's fear? The weakest im-pulse Arrhythmia: holes depressed on a self preserving purse Censors everywhere It's like a whole history is unstable and crying hazard Ever thought of all your missing parts? Like all of that which is not you? Dismembered and unremembered? Yeah, me too - Omondi Ochuka

Poem My tongue is, that God herb Roast in a flame of saliva, cobra's germ Elevate, motors connect dots to rekindle the braille Sooty joints, some edible holy grail - Omondi Ochuka

Tasted like Graveyard epilogues The radio howled like my soul with sieves and holes and shots of vodka and death Like blues in bar corners with a crowd of you The ghosts were cruel Splintering the forests of us in my head Wedging axes to split my loneliness The night felt like even suicide was dead Drowning in the city's street lights Curling my defeated limbs through hidden streets without names Carelessly cartooning the slightest idea of destroying what remained of me of jumping straight from spirited wreck to the ether that a heart can fetch of us failing time's test clocks hansard the pain of my liming nest a home nowhere in the wild complexes - Omondi Ochuka

Picha ile haikutosha ile frame Pima stretch marks, unaworry vitu lame Au ukiskiza vile soul inapulpitate Kichwa inauma right kwa forehead Comeback, undesired traits, treatment failed Wino mixed kwa blender ndio upate rare taste Ya body ina detriment Ashes inaezarise imake grace Uanezaedit sinner umake saint? Leta guns kwa battle, magazines ziko designed kukill text Kuna clamour for fame Na inches kubwa kwa kuta ndio kichwa ikuwe pale Despair ni virtue, vile unafatten fate for death Heathen kwa legal tender, tuko paper chase Shajara inahang pendant dreams baado mix ya colours siezipaint - Omondi Ochuka

Picha vintage Ukipewa puzzle unaezabuild the pieces? Black white no grey Leather imeturn colours, ni kitu ka cerebellum ina suede Ultrasound ikakuja after the xray Ndio wakaanzachambua, ripoti waipatie face Ngoja: Kuna mistake Triggers za cancer ziko kwa markers, au ni misspelt Unaezakuja kwa middle Uone valley na grey shades Day ikifade ilikuwa survival na wageni wanaturn against self Mass growth na dreams za kulecture theatre one day Ni hio slow motion ya kaseti au in this case ni videotape Ndio inaleta ponder za Black stripes, yellow page White stripes, mellow pain - Omondi Ochuka

Bring the blades Let's slide the throat some funkiness Cornrows turning to snowflakes Past days, dip the tongue on an inky page Don't fix me even though I am so broken Cause I am that fly clay Semen sprayed from the pen, shot at close range So high I can fill you God with some human rage Or some faith unclaimed Beautified, we roam mind with the funk When they spin, we fill the arena leave holy ghosts all over smudged - Omondi Ochuka

In the garden of rose The dew glistens the soul Heaven on dejected walls Leaves fall out when one day they curate my scrolls Cherished memories of mist rising with us laughing out loud It's beautiful Loving in pain, loving the rains Then birds sing the rhyme again and again Her pen, my halo of thorns My pain, let the morning behold The way feet crumble like cookies absorbing the milk in the pot - Omondi Ochuka

In the arms of poems I was delivered Sharpeners mouth my placenta Receive no ink from my henna I'm centres of many centres In the arms of poets, I shiver Glass protectors to sweep away rains into gutters Where words fail, devise unstable stars into clusters Wheat turned into bones and pasta Push the shovel, uproot your karma Puke gravel, to labour the grave diggers - Omondi Ochuka

Spoken: If life is a forlon hope Behind these eyelids tattooed with fallouts Once named love These bleakness is profound In fact to be lost is pro found You find self in losing what's not you Watermarked in testubes We assume: Subjects don't individualize like rainbows seamless with the hues Wait a minute: Coffee for you? Hot dogs, cold paws, Park benches, are you homeless now Tablets immersed in rain The city's kinda bleeding out Poetry? Glossary? Eulogy? Haha, you already wrote that, nig Death, please, to be born is to die once Or professorial dues? Hunnies, with woke bums and juice Nothing surprise me, g I ain't no g I am os, like zeros, for fish Yeah, death and dishonour and things black I bet! - Omondi Ochuka

Flower bulbs No filaments Black crabs Old new deaths Odd, due deaths Through these darkness We sew, We loop threads of our limbic lives brittle brilliantly broken, to navigate little, literal dark holes from crowds of lost homes We harbour souls in rags and pods and call unknown future and dimmed hopes our fondest knowns - Omondi Ochuka

Karibu oh Karibu kwangu Kwa mchanga unayohifadhi maua kuza zangu Nakufuatafuata ka sukari imewekewa njiani pa siafu Roho yangu inadunda sana Naogopa huenda ikanipa taabu Au kujua nacreate mistari na thoughts deep tena chafu Sitaki niharibu bahati, napenda niwe mstaraabu Pause Sijui ka ninafaa, Ka tunaweza mix blood na nectar, au kuchombeza Intense kati ya tape, naona vitu, apophenia Tunaexchange elements tuinspire love inaezapeanwa Kwa soul ina njaa Au msela flani anahisi hafai, anajikana Sio tu crush, ni ile inajenga nafsi zimechokezwa Would you be my... Alchemy of Love - Omondi Ochuka

Spoken: Love and all it's vulnerable core That sweet craft of part Becoming one which wasn't before The flames of menthal blowing through a blocked nose Or watery satiation, filling self with the duty of want Passages of thunder and storms From toothless bubbles of language To unknown destinations uninvented, yet - Omondi Ochuka

Hold the branches of my faith My oils been dried out, left Porcelains of North Stars looking for grace A grace to lamb, minimized wills and faith My faith is true In fact my faith is truth I conquer myself in a single troop Where emblems and scriptures have stood And pointed you to hidden destinies Or jammed towers till what you hear are pests Turning grains to dust Silver lines to rust Still my faith is true - Omondi Ochuka

Mlipofuata fauatika Wasifu ilikuwa bitter, historia ikafutwa kabisa Chozi la mbingu ndio hunyeshea watenda wema na wenye hila Wound imekosa kinga Juu yenu tunalima maua tender tutenure Airlift picha za beggars, usaidizi urudi tena Nyi sio watu tena Nyi ni, sijui, hivi vumbi inaezakuwa mchanga? Au kiu, ni body inajimeza? - Omondi Ochuka

Stir the future in past footprints Behoove, what lingers do not have to bliss Yesterday's tomorrow Even agonies raven and crow The horrors times, or distances, reveal Cause when you're finally truly probed by the prose of death It's poetic the griefs a body endures to still stay alive Before time buries the last close of a wound called life - Omondi Ochuka

Ua linakujachanua Pasipo bustani, majonzi ndio imebaki tu kwa sura From, Ochuka - Kaseti Tawi linakujaanguka Kipigo kwa fani, na roho inalaki pasipo place pa kuelekeza Viumbe vyote vinamtukuza Kesha inawashwa flames, chunga incarnates za Mami Wota Mind ni squatter kwa body imebofya escort charter Televangelist na schemes za kuunda doh chapters Makeup na makeover, so umbo ndio imekuwa the next hamper Mental, hotel za kifahari na lobster Au jina mdomo inakula but inashinda kutaja, fraudster Na love ni poker card, inaezatumiwa around na kila gambler Nightlife Africa ikidream, kuna miscarriage, guns zimeshindwa kuload bombers Tukutane tena kwa circle iko na corners Fasihi ni display ya vitabu hazijasomwa kwa kila kuta kwa nyumba We si woke, umeamka tu na pupa We si mdope, ni magroupie zikufanya umebootsrap ka suicide bomber Sublime ndio tuburn milky way kwa concert - Omondi Ochuka

Inhale the clouds, rain heavens out Have you been killed before? Yeah, we too! Smoggy porch Holding sublime on torch Wax the white with the grey Short the terminus It's Lot turning into salt Making love to angels Smoke cells combat their genes to make fucking ugly gods Are gods ugly? No way, sick! - Omondi Ochuka

Hivi unajua, kinachokusukuma ni kipi? Nini, haswa ni thamani ya kujiinua kila siku? Ikiwa unajua kwamba kwa hakika Haujulikani vipi, ikifika yako siku hutowezakuikwepa? Na je, umewahi jifikiria Kwamba, kuna yule au wale ambao uhakiki wao wanaamkia na kuyaishi kila siku? Ningejadili kuhusu muamko ambao hofu huleta, yale maono ambayo "kuishi ukihofia leo hii, hata saa hii mwili huu unaezidishwa maisha" huleta. Kwamba, ndio kila mmoja ana jinsi ametengewa kisichowezabadilika? Kwa mfano, ukijua leo hii, wapi, namna, muda na saa utakapomalizika safari Ungeishi toka hii leo ukijaribu kadri hatma yako isifanane na ujio uliofikiriwa wewe Ungeshinda kama pepeo au nyuki anavyonaswa na ulimbo wa asali Kuyeyuka na ule mapendo ya anayotaka yeye kunusa na kujifariji nayo Kinachomskuma ndio kile kimtiacho hofu House. Hofu na ubinadamu. Pasipo vitengo na mabango na jinsia au vile vijisanduku vinayotumiwa kutawanya umoja uleteeavyo na (u)pendo. Hivyo vitengo ni zana za kujitunza binafsi, lakini haswa kinachofanya mtu ajifikirie ni kuhofia kwake ya kuishi na upweke, na mwili uliochokezwa na hila na magonjwa, na nafsi iliyopunjwa kama mchanga nyevu unavyotiwa moto na kufanywa matofali - ile haina nafsi wala maisha yoyote. Uwajibu wa upendo wa mtu binafsi na kwa mwingine ni kueneza daraja isiozidishwa na ulemavu wa aina yoyote. Kila mtu ana malemavu yake, upendo ndio lugha inayofariji mtu kujikubali kisha awakubali wengine. - Omondi Ochuka

(Spoken, long pauses) Good moans the body moans Look close, we about to clone... Music crawls, in purple tongues and goes Touch boards, wax clothes And the rip the walls Where one is whole And none is odd Give a wounded soul a touch of coal To burn with flames that no one told Bring the drums Mix these rhymes with the paint Smooth gravels rushing in sweet pain Behold the joys of my heart Red like, war or love Or bred like, walls of craft Happy is the idiot rich in doubts Or grey and ugly clouds Wrinkling on heavens Rooftops with new arrival traps; Music and cigarettes Mystery add sicker sets Tender, my heart bursts bonds I am a slave of my happiness All these Rough edges I am not my journeys - Omondi Ochuka

Downtown, mdomo ina maketepa Kuna Congo inflow, inaletanga nostalgia Hapa ndio bongo ya Nai Biz commercial, ni ya mangirima wamekomaa sio? Mchana marathon Juu za mbio macity hawker kanjo Mathree mboka, rush hour, mitaani wanarudi after hustle Pande nyingine, chunga sana usiperembwe jasho Ni scent za chupa za jana Au kukafunga za jioni, landi mawe macho zinapenyeza Usiku zile bulbs funny, blue magenta Mahunnies wanahook bait, chunga mchele usijeukabebwa Ukichafuliwa pia kuna mashini za kuosha nyota Kuna dawa za kugeuza mende shilingi pesa Inatafutwa magedhaa Ukichanja sana, ficha white Usipopata, zidi Ngara wauza chuma kali Karikoko kwa grind - Omondi Ochuka

Trapped in miracle sounds Before nightfall There are these thoughts I fought Catheters on my belly to upload my vital strength Twilight, the world is going blind Soon it's just me and moths dying out Soon it's the sound of music feeling like a big crowd Twilight zone, 8-hours away from home So everywhere my soul goes I call home Cause anyway I feel like I lost the noun in the home Eject the Walkman Let me feel the weight of my soul I feel heavy and kinda dreaming now I've lost myself and haven't been found So when the night crushes my party And the planes from far away hum over the foreign city It's me and the chops, frame the pictures through words to make you see the clips Before entries collapse the greatest into exits Before the tape pause and the buttons click I breathe on my palm From then till now, see how much I bled beautifully? I reminisce - Omondi Ochuka

Mapafu yakipindana bila msaada wa huduma ya kwanza Hakuna siku moyo wangu umepinga Hakuna vile mifupa zangu zingebana pua Ati wanachapa kaz' sana Ati mwingine mashindano Na mwingine majigambo Nikivuta pumz' nanourish soul, Blood inaflow, najifunza kujitunza sio kazi rahisi kustand tall Body yangu ni sanaa Ina sehemu kadha Na kila moja anafanya kilichotengewa kwake Sina m'da wa kubishana na wasee Wanajiona mazee, wanaosofiwa kiwanda Wanaokosoakosoa, hawarudhiki kabisa Hata utunge mistari safi kwa insha Na beat ikuwe swadakta, pia flow uwajibike Hata ufanye unavyowezakufanya wewe Wanaopimanapimana na walioenziwa zamani Oh rap ilikuwa halali Au mziki siku zile ndio mziki Oh, huyu sio kama yule Huyu anamuiga yule, inafaa akatazwe Wanasema mistari zangu machungu Natumia picha, vielezo kwa track na wanapenda punchline na rhymes Kama sio hisia mziki ingeitwa jina gani? Kama sio kuelimisha jamii, basi si kila mtu laini yake Anga pasua Hii ni feature za apophenia Naput in my soul, so ukipuuza, skiza, soma kinachokujenga I'm out - Omondi Ochuka