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Inner G Code (Album)

by Professor Griff

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Kish Kollektiv
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Kish Kollektiv This is what hip-hop used to be before its inevitable commercialisation and general embrace of materialism and nihilism - angry, hard-hitting, funky and sociopolitically aware. Multi-talented Griff updates the 90s conscious rap formula (he was after all a pioneer of that formula) for the BLM/NWO era and knocks it out of the park. Excellent. Favorite track: In-Formation.
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Baptize 03:35
Baptize By: Professor Griff 1st Verse In the beginning,Black voices sung Scriptures we all clung, Rev, Spoke in tongues From the Gospel, choir made it possible Sick sinners are docile, apostle got hostile Church verses, tithes, pulled from purse Black hearse, it hurts, mu dear felt it first Bow your heads, crown of thorns is red sunDays we prayed, Heru rose the dead. Faith on tape, humble is the mind state Amazing grace soul, filled the place Listen pay attention, ,Religious conviction Stick to script, demons held detention Mixed with myths.Lips spoke the evidence Licks and testaments, riffs and resonance Deacon board for sure, Finger boards and chords, Libation poured on course ,Souls filled the dance floor Bridge Figures don’t lie, but lies do figure Lies never cry but, lies pull figures Hook Spiritually transmitted Disease for the Wicked Religious you can get it. The Sin you choose to hit it 2nd Verse Church pews and dues,Se-cu-lar accused Chro-matic Fragments, Boom Bap clapping Altered eighth notes, quarter pitch semi tones Pastor Pig-foot, Fake Script n throwing stones Soul Velocity, test the patients Temptation congregation face, Damn disgracing Eve adams apples,Funky baptist chapel Angel and tambourines, plate passed, dope Fiends No pimpin pastor down to his last chapter Facts fact or factor, Cash his check faster Trade God for wealth, Sunday school taught us Sons to slaughter,Sacrifice the daughters Truth you tell, both heaven n Hell Lie, nothing for a liar to tell, oh well Churchianity Sunday school insanity Pale god fallacy, Un-Holy tragedy Brainwash flock, stock get props First Ladies rock put Faith on the block Praise n worship dancing, freaking decon’s phantom Rebuked these temper tantrums Bridge Figures don’t lie, but lies do figure Lies never cry but, lies pull figures Hook Spiritually transmitted Disease for the Wicked Religious you can get it. The Sin you choose to hit it Keep it G with me Clutch, kiss your Jesus piece tithes won’t uncover the lie Hypnotize, now you’ve just been BAPTIZED
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In-Formation 03:47
In-ForMation by: Professor Griff Verse one Im here now, whats your name? Excuse me miss, Professor Griff the X Minister Did you know that these big six are sinister. Live and on the scene: This just in, The Implantable bio micro chip under the skin. Sir can you please tell us what happen? Ok, Just one sec, social satanic sect on deck Check the handshake, oath takers the bait. Some people might say that’s harsh: Who gives a fuck, the Death penalty Three strikes were fucked. Pardon me, peep the scene its clear to see Chemtrails nano bots, particles part of me. HOOK In-For-Mation Verse two We’ll do it live, Fuck it Program is Proper, the proper the propaganda The fake news is standard so they manage. Scared for life Glow kids to soul kids, Control biz to pop quiz You know this. Pizza they treat ya, extra cheese they freeze kids. Details on that case, when we come back Deadly deceitful treatment of the people Hard wire the sheeple, Censorship the sequel. Coming after so many high profile incidents Gender the benders, bit coin money lenders World banks and tanks, think tanks estates. HOOK In-Formation Verse Three Who you fooling, its an illusion They control the action thought and the schooling. Break down Verse four I advocate were there’s a need Blue thin lines your mind and deadly deeds. Native tribal healing, we really need On these virtual digital streets we’ll be free RIP. HOOK In-Formation “I have’t written the close yet, mother F&U@%#
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FUCT 'D  by: Professor Griff f/ Ohene Savant Verse 1 I perform exorcism on the rhythm after diving in the Volta river for baptism My raps live inside your body cos they embody the kind of Godly perfection you’d find in the mind of Swami Savànt be Kamikaze Flying into the lobby of geffen to stop em Effin With culture they made it sloppy They say it takes militants I say it takes millions and brilliance You feel me Griff it takes militants Hook: Now spin i back let’s move it forward Get caught not on our toes what we can’t afford Know your past cos your present You can not avoid We gotta bring it back Just to move it forward Verse 2 I testify that the memory in my melanin Tell’ em, the essence that they test Now Will activate god body. The party part of me Spinning wax  to groove it, school it The proper tools to show and prove In the cypher, Hyper freedom fighter, Scrolls and scripts standing on the corner.Writing glyphs With the brains cells lit Hiram’s, data wit the grip The Black fishing, extension, minstrel Carbon is essential, the mission principal. Sinister Gentrification is down gotta uptown, Trading now the cross with the crown. How profound is the negative noun They gotta fix, stop and frisk Cuz they want to be down, were Fuct’D Hook: Now spin i back let’s move it forward Get caught not on our toes what we can’t afford Know your past cos your present You can not avoid We gotta bring it back Just to move it forward Verse 3 Here we go with that crazy O mess Shout out ADOS eff yo radio sets I’m gon talk like Tone talks till they lay me to rest Or till my babies avenge Dr. Sebi in death I’m alienated but you ain’t seen the alien yet You dumb in thinking I would come in with an alien head We ain’t the men in black We the men that’s black We diminish that chuckin’ and jivin’ in line for Popeyes chicken crap This is what freedom sounds like in a track You’ll be going forward whenever you spin it back Hook: Now spin i back let’s move it forward Get caught not on our toes what we can’t afford Know your past cos your present You can not avoid We gotta bring it back Just to move it forward
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God Damn 03:18
God Damn - By: Professor Griff *(Whisper) The god that wasn’t there The god that wasn’t there 1st Verse Broken fractions still acting like a helpless nig Unidentified lies from a dirty pig Preacher pimping still sipping it’s the life you seek Branch knowledge without the root, that shit is weak Confused at who you let come inside Throw pre-caution you lose, it’s due to fratricide Nonfiction book bitching,You can’t get enough 3D you black ya not black enough Vocal Bridge New consumer gadgets Now you gotta have it New trends are in For your fam and friends Non conscious actin, Baby bible packing Black god your lacking, Goddamn!!!!! Chorus/hook GOD DAM!!!! Abort the way your brought up Now the game got you caught up GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! 2nd Verse On the net chit chattin, About some non facts Non public religious freaks, You clapping back can’t understand, Why your $100 pants sag Mom’s through, because she raised you in the Jesus bag Knocked up, loose yea now you Running wild Green dumpster in the back it claimed your third child False pride ready to ride on some senseless crap 9 times out of 10 yea it's someone black. Vocal Bridge New consumer gadgets Now you gotta have it New trends are in For your fam and friends Non conscious actin Baby bible packin Black gods your lackin Goddamn Chorus/hook GOD DAM!!!! Abort the way your brought up Now the game got you caught up GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! (Vamp) Vocal Bridge New consumer gadgets Now you gotta have it New trends are in For your fam and friends Non conscious actin Baby bible packin Black gods your lackin Goddamn !!!!!!!!!! Chorus/hook 4xs GOD DAM!!!! Abort the way your brought up Now the game got you caught up GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! The god that wasn’t there The god that wasn’t there GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!! GOD DAM!!!!
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Etheric Rebel f/ Sole and Nikki Luxx Gurl Verse 1 Come, enter into the Mysterium Songs of the soul and water springing from stones just call me Miriam Womb oracle mistress of the elements Temple doors are open it’s womb church benevolence Star of the seas and harmonies with resonance Call on the trees and honey bees with reverence Gold coins, embellishments Maha Lakshmi, gold vessels and water poured by elephants Everything with relevance, conscious offerings we brings with gold strings and eloquence Through divine intelligence, we channel key codes and sing, we light beings inheritance Spiritual developments, bliss and ecstasy we free so you can see the evidence Clear with no impediments, the great awakening we bring, we water free from sediment Hook Somethings weighing heavy Now, look at the cards, Life has dealt me Unlocking the secrets of the conscious mind Verse 2 Be in the presence, priest hood or peasants’ Lower self, ascending, heaven hell or 7 Auric field is alive and on file, God tribe Shabazz, played the jazz on the nile Devine chakras cleansed, from the pen From the first six Sura’s to the souls of men Binaural Fabrics Tablets left the glyphs Paradigms merge the surge cause the shift This ageless energy, Black goddess synergy Diets of deities filled, cosmic memories Scribes and native tongues, Spoke the unsung users manual, Deviate, Life’s done Torn from the papyrus, High forms of calculus Tapestry's and amulets, Alchemical Testaments Rakat’s and Rituals,Prayer rugs and vigils Unlock these godless hostage, bondage Spirituals Hook Somethings weighing heavy Now look at the cards, Life has dealt me Unlocking the secrets of the conscious mind vamp Unlocking the secrets of the conscious mind Unlocking the secrets of the conscious mind
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Stand Up Higher Than I By: Professor Griff 1st Verse Party People in the place to be This rebel, got the treble Rocked the VIP Pop lockers, Soul Knockers Show stoppers, Griff the NME now the Chief rocker Give me the MIC, give me some room Watch the, Scratch scratch scratch, Go BOOm Ancient faces, sporting fat laces Sound, old school vet, On set Bridge: I'm addicted to this freq-quency It's like a drug, cuz the hook gets the best of me…Stand Hook 4xs: Stand up higher Than I 2nd Verse These gods bars Got bruises and scars Subways trains, cars rocking your old Job Tribal vibes, ripped from the depths of me brothers that ain’t here, R.I.P Make sense to spit, long as the Hertz are dense proper the content.... foolishness or non sense Balanced the Eq, four, and thirty two meter is peaked, Sub playing hide n seek 7even O the band, I’m in the B-Boy Stand You took the chance,Now lets dance Bridge: I'm addicted to this freq-quency It's like a drug, the hook gets the best of me…Stand Hook 4xs: Stand up higher Than I BREAKDOWN: Higher, Higher, higher, Higher BREAK.... 3rd Verse 
 You can come dressed to impress Don't bring your heat, or beef from the street Just get your ticket, as the drummer is get’n wicked Get in the cipher as tension is get’n higher Bridge: I'm addicted to this freq-quency It's like a drug, cuz the hook gets the best of me…Stand Hook: 4xs: Stand up higher Than I 4th Verse Max’d out, bout to call it quits tapped out, cuz the heat, didn’t expect the $#!+ Get N'sync drunk from a shot of the ink No Joke, Woke, And cant think, verse runs through the veins don't react, ignore the pain Out of control, music stole your soul Feet cold, best untold. Threw the dice, sacrificed for the mic. In a trance, I’m in the midst, of the sacred dance Light the sage get Engaged Lights are out, clear the stage Make a path, bout to surf the crowd shut it down, my music’s too loud. Bridge: I'm addicted to this freq-quency It's like a drug, cuz the hook gets the best of me…Stand Hook: 4xs: Stand up higher Than I
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Tortured 04:24
Tortured -By: Professor Griff pre-lude My story needs to be told and i'm going to tell it verse 1 Looking back on this life of mine Instead of wasting time Spent time to refined my mind One meal a day, 5 times we pray Read fanon, Garvey, Malcolm Dubois and Che Hook Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured Most people think other people will die Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured How do we separate the liar from the lie 2nd Verse: I meditate and thought all I've been taught, lies about my people Damn we some sheepole So I Became a fruit, from jeans to suits bow ties are fly, man I slung bean pies. family reunion, I'm gone teach while they grooving, none was moving to this shit i was proven Headed the call, sold the final call began to tell all, Fard can save of us all Fuck outta here with that black shit That muslims Trip,Slave Ships no pork on the fork shit. A 5%, said that he was God body Wait no man can be God, try me Stayed calm, Gave my salaams Packed up the Bible, open holy Quran Mom being a Christian, it was always some friction, white Jesus conviction, Spiritual vs Religion Hook Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured Most people think other people will die Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured How do we separate the liar from the lie 3rd Verse: One day this witness, Came to the door With watchtower, Awakes Can I come in sure Wipe your feet,We Proceed to speak Starting telling me shit like Jesus was greek No if he existed, his description would fitted A look like you and I, your damn lie So he left, all out breath Back to the hall, then I got the phone call phone rings {female rapper voice} Sorry griff I’m calling it quits You dissed my brother. Man you a trip Hold up, Yo hold up miss. Hook Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured Most people think other people will die Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured How do we separate the liars from the lie Bridge Figures don’t lie, but lies do figure, Lies never cry but, lies pull triggers 4th Verse: Kinda glad, sad but even mad Waiting to spit this shit since the death of my comrades, Cynical Sinister systems, blame the victims Never mind my twisted diction, charge sedition Wanna help stop bitchin pitch in Pass the ammo, Put yo clip in Vocal cords itchin, Finger trigger tripping False idols in yo system, doomsday predictions Hook Living in the days of the tortured Im getting out of here. Living in the days of the tortured Most people think other people will die Living in the days of the tortured Outro: kwamé Turé ( Stokely Carmichael)
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Bleed (Don't Shoot) feat. Leya Marie Don’t Shoot They Gotta Stop Killing Black Boys' By: Professor Griff Griff's Verse In the midst of the pandemic Blackman shot but, the news wanna spin it. Out for a jog, said he broke in a house cuz he Had no job. Race tense in a southern state unAware that triggerman filled with hate White supremacist armed with a shotgun Ex-Slave, he was on the run Former cop, Not the Block watch But you blocked the blocks, like the Top Cop so you wont stop Now you lick shots, and lick shots Hook 4xs Don't Shoot Bleed Leya's Verse Im dead but my hands were up Shot me in the chest cuz i was standing up The cop got scared he wasnt man enuff Yea dey scared cuz dey ainn tan enuff Young black king n the man is buff They really cant fight so they need a gun our minds are strong n our skin is tough should b layin in my bed instead its blood I just went and bought some candy Hood on walkin i'm so care free serve all?? but i was unprotected!! my last day it was unexpected Now i'm joggin my skin is black Im the robber so they attacked It was all a lie i was passin by so thats the reason i had to die Its bull n this world is ours we fear our life for every hour say yall righteous yall really cowards we standing up to fight the power Want us quiet but we wont mute relax i'm breathing.... dont shoot Hook 4xs Don't Shoot Bleed Vamp: Hook 4xs Don't Shoot Bleed Griffs 2nd verse Slave catchers like law enforcement quasi figures they run up on him Their intent was to stop hold the suspect, but, shot on the spot The black man’s on trial, despite the fact he was the one shot down “White folks taken it upon themselves To police Black bodies and send us to hell “Cut-and-dry murder case” Teen being gunned down because of his black race conversation too blunt, No News, No Arrest for the last two months Armed with your 12 gauge Father and son filled with white rage Racism is alive and well, Normalized lies cuz its done so well Libation for our fallen Soul-Jahs Charleston9 AmaudArbery BothemSean and # JonathanFerrell and Renisha McBride StephonClark Jordan Edwards JordanDavis AltonSterling, AiyanaJones MikeBrown, Tamir Rice,,TrayvonMartin SeanBell,OscarGrant,SandraBland Philando Castile, CoreyJones John Crawford) .Terrence Crutcher Keith Scott, Clifford Glover Claude Reese, Randy Evans Yvonne Smallwood Amadou Diallo,Walter Scott Eric Garner, Freddie Gray Breonna Taylor,Atatiana Jefferson
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M.O.V.E 03:34
M.O.V.E By: Professor Griff Intro: Drill Team Leader and Nuri Muhammad 1st Verse Who makes war with the beast From the west to the East Til there’s peace Have you not learned, that your word is bond In the storm or the calm Each student must qualify Rid yourself of the tricks and the lies Big fields await for a wide awake man Who stands with gods man Hook Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind 2nd verse The dumb must speak plainly today so the devil won’t creep the wicked Cast out Can a fool not see there a change No doubt Theology of time Enough to spark, activate the mind What is the cost To seek and save, what’s been lost One hundred and four book got the devil on the run, No the devil is shook Hook Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind 3rd verse I self lord and master Actual facts But what comes after Respect and protect the black woman at all cost Or you’ll catch wreck Elijah is solid Malcom, Ali, Farrakhan & Khalid, He’s not done Accept yourself, in heaven at once message to the Blackman Black woman, black child the whole black Fam Hook Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind Vamp: Dr Wesley Muhammad Hook Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind Get on the M.O.V.E Get on the Grind
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Behind Enemy Mindz By:K Shah pka Professor Griff First Verse First things first, I laid hands on this Verse Cause It’s my first day back at work Let’s Get it straight from the rip Vocab’s to spit, I’m catching bodies in mosh pit Rebel caught the crosshairs Move in silence, Fist in the air The Game plan is simple. Biko on the metal ,Che on the mental, para to the dime shift of a rebel Bootsys bass and Hendrix’s covered on the treble X-Minista’s back, with some tactics that’s classic Guerilla warfare is tragic Boarder-less border without a visa Legend status, trailers and teasers, Revolution’s the theme, black ink to think The mind of deseline. Bridge “Griff get the green, black and red in” Heavy Mental Get your head in “Griff get the green, black and red in” Ghetto metal right down to the dead end Chorus/Hook Subject from a vet that’s vex’ed Rebel set the set Behind enemy mindz yo! 2nd Verse There’s levels to the script Radically factual, and mentally fit sacrifice meant life and death madikizela N fela’s last breath The Mua Mua, blood in the veins So Aligned the chakras, ease the pain BEats and bars, no verbal confusion Scars and bruises no excuses Cock back the verbs n engage the racist undress the snitch in Gov’t spaces guerrilla warfare’s at play get touched for, rub these lyrics the wrong way The fam will wild out, clap and catch flax Skillful lies worthy of a Mexican bow tie With matches and enter-tubes, bout to get real rude Lyrical life wrath,is lit Subversive searches It hurts to curse the churches Bridge “Griff get the green, black and red in” Heavy Mental Together your head in “Griff get the green, black and red in” Ghetto metal right down to the dead end Chorus/Hook Subject from a vet that’s vex’ed Rebel set the set Behind enemy mindz yo! Break The boom Bip, zigga zigga, hum ‘‘tis bap, boom boom, Boom bap Awwww shit. Chorus/Hook Subject from a vet that’s vex’ed Rebel set the set Behind enemy mindz yo!
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Now the End Begins F/ Sole Intro: Steve Cokely Griff’s verse I swear on mine, If My people cry, if Black People die While this president lies See the devil listen to his lying ass Building walls, sending tweets with his orange ass I’m taking names, real talk, blame his game White sheets his peeps, Black necks to hang Grabbing crouch and porn chicks Putin’s side bitch...... Reparations, Russia investigation Dude is foul, here goes the sound Chumps tower goes boom And pow, When we shut em down.we shut'em down Hook Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Solé Verse 2: 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9…. These muthafuckas done lost they minds Earth bleeds and mothers crying, needless brothers dying They need genetic survival, murder they justifying Maniacal patterned denying, psychogenetic compliance Furthered agendas and white supremist alliance We throw a fist in defiance & yell Amandla and triumph And seek ancestral guidance and hear ‘em speak from the silence (Child) Ain't no retreating for defenders of light, I wield a flame in my left hand, a sword in my right. Offer a forceful response to this material plight and be empowered with wisdom cuz this a spiritual fight This ain't no camp fire song, there’ll be no damage control Ain't come to lull you to sleep, we here igniting your soul You better rise or be drowned, don’t let your silence abound Strange fruit, blood at the root and blood on the ground, So shut ‘em down! Hook Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Griff’s 2nd verse Who killing blacks in the neighborhood But we’re blowing cash on some fun Cause we’re blind deaf and dumb With a hold for your soul, drama at the polls Can’t say your ass wasn’t warned told. Solé Verse 2: Speaking truth to power, toppled ivory tower Recompense, burn it all while the cowards they cower Lioness, Sekhmet, here to seek and devour Dressed in the color of blood, Im here to balance the power Griff and Sole I like jordan’s but wait a minute The hood is Starvin yo! so put some knowledge in it black bodies were sold, reparations are owed pay it now or else we gotta shut'em down, so shut'em down Hook Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream Nightmare, daydream, stand still, run scream

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First studio solo album in 19 years

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released May 21, 2020

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Ernest Grant "The Ernsta" and Dejuan Boyd

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Shawn Carter and Shane Jules

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Shawn Carter

Pre-Engineering by: Khalil Griffin (khalil Who)

Recorded and Mixed By Vance Vexed @ Solar Sound Studios
Mastered By: Earle Holder at HDQTRZ Studios

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Professor Griff Atlanta, Georgia

Professor Griff
is a cultural entertainment analyst, internationally renowned educator, writer, producer, musician, Rock and Roll Hall of Fame recording artist, and Grammy's recipient
of the Life Time Achievement award 2020. Lecturer and co-founding member of the pioneering and revolutionary Hip Hop group Public Enemy.

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