1. |
afrikan kurse
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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
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2. |
hip-hop thesis
00:29
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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
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3. |
to whom it may concern
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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
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4. |
ocean sunset I
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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
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5. |
ocean sunset II
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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
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6. |
the moon is callin
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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
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7. |
less of heaven
01:39
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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
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8. |
merika park [for mercy]
01:00
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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
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9. |
dancin bee
02:03
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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
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10. |
sweet illusion
01:46
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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
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11. |
burdens of the self
01:13
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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
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12. |
auctionin my pain
00:57
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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
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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
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14. |
can we smoke one?
00:24
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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
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15. |
sunday liquor blues
01:09
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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
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16. |
dreams in monochrome I
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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
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17. |
dreams in monochrome II
02:00
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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
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18. |
god funk
00:54
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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
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19. |
valley dew
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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
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20. |
in the arms of a poem
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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
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21. |
forlone
00:49
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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
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22. |
livin thu the dark
01:24
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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
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23. |
alchemy of love
00:36
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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
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24. |
sentimentality
01:03
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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
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25. |
my faith is true
00:55
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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
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27. |
ode to the dead
00:36
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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
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28. |
prose on probation
00:42
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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
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29. |
petals ft. mutabaruka
01:31
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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
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30. |
smoggin
00:31
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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
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31. |
lofi luv
01:58
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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
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32. |
freestyle or shut up
00:38
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33. |
my heart is happy
01:22
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(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
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34. |
walkin down river road
00:31
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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
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35. |
twilight
01:03
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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
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36. |
entrance
00:46
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37. |
the exit
00:57
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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
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