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1. |
Baptize
03:35
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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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2. |
In-Formation
03:47
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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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3. |
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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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4. |
God Damn
03:18
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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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6. |
Stand Up Higher Than i
03:51
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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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7. |
Tortured
04:24
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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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9. |
M.O.V.E
03:34
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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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10. |
Behind Enemy Mindz
03:53
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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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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.
Website:
www.professorgriff.me
678.557.2919
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