A couple of Martin *.gif* files I did…

Here’s a couple of Martin “.gif” files I made on a Gif Editor:

Jamal 1

Jamal Running

Jamal Can Dance

Adilla

Adilla

 

 

Lyrical wonderland desolated hopin for emcees miracles,
In the deepest of hearts bringing the spark from within,
Mental bars left for dead, my pen wept in denial,
Retreatin’ to a quiet place, to determine my hip hop fate,
Fame is fleeting, resolved to leave my cyphers in flames,
A phoenix reborn, as they welcome ADilla,
Riding over J-Dilla beats, Slum Village mindframe,
Never leave a written lonely in Mac Mitten a emcee never bitten,
Fittin’ to feel the South in their mouth,
With an Detroit flow over a bluesy beat B.B. King style
Wild the call of the musical unattached child,
Late into the night dreaming, of the rights of accolades to percolate,
Straight into the lion’s den when the rhythms were first laced,
Created by the hate of oppression, in the present day it’s our debate,
A guitar riff controlled by lyrical strife, chaos maintain by industry shadows,
Vinyl wrapped tical rap, from J-Dilla to Adilla,we leave them hanging in a Thrilla

……Detroit city , J-Dilla, take this beat out…………..(beat fades out)

My Girl ..(Lovin’ Hip Hop ’07 Remix) — written rap song

My Girl (Lovin’ Hip Hop Remix ’07)

ADilla feat. Mario

*sample of Nas’s “Can’t Forget About You” beat plays*

Verse 1(ADilla):
Maybe I’m livin in sin, drunk from the gin
Up top begin, writin on my brain wit a pen
Choosin when, flippin verses now and then
How it’s been, I survivin in this lions den
Ego deflated, your mind spittin on flow belated
I’m related, eternal vocabulary always inflated
Promises havin kept, though the pain I can’t wept
When feeling swept, at nite with the mic I slept
Can’t leave the rap game alone, textin on my phone
Ideas comin from my zone, lookin tho my mirror at home
Lines comin’ like a cool breeze, to make chicks freeze
Askin’ how you’ll be, just to say “U Love To Be Wit Me”

Chorus (Mario):
Things change, same game
Never forget my name
Stay with me, I’ll be with you
Unforgettable you, you, you
Sunshine on a cloudy day
She’s My Girl, My Girl,
What else there is to say? (sa-ay)

Verse 2 (ADilla):
Glancin’ back and forth, just for the worth
Dreamin of a Porsche, findin her wit the force
Brown tender eyes, look into them I never lie
U & me get by, tho sun & dark love always flies
Gettin laughed at, people lookin askin why that
Stepped up to bat, eyes intense covered by my hat
Just spoken word, my voice broken into simple verbs
If the mic a herb, then I make sure my smoke is heard

Chorus (Mario):
Things change, same game
Never forget my name
Stay with me, I’ll be with you
Unforgettable you, you, you
Sunshine on a cloudy day
She’s My Girl, My Girl,
What else there is to say? (sa-ay)

Break (ADilla):
Aye my flow transmission, wit the beat’s addition
Askin’ her permission, to be her body’s musician
Her love an incizion, wit some real-life decisions
Runnin to a collision, the music a cellular divison

(ADilla):
what-What-Wha-wha-hahaha aha

*beat scratches — blends into “If I Ruled The World”

(Mario):
Yeah, yeah, sweeter than,
If you sweeter than could be…..
If she had all my sons and daughters
I’ll give them a mic and black diamond pearls
Cause I love hip-hop
And she let me ruled the world………

Verse 3 (ADilla):
It’s the sweetest of sweets,
The song makes my soul take flight,
To the greatest heights looking for Ms. Right,
Analyzin’ every rhyme, uncover every dime
All the time, I still couldn’t find,
That Love of My Life,
If hip hop was still my friend, from the begin,
Then I’ll be a playa, sippin sauce every now and then,
U wanted to be a O.P.P.,
But you didn’t know that you still owe me,
Your undivided attention, cause you’re my B.U.D.D.Y,
When I’m on that One Mic, listenin’ to the Thief’s Theme,
Me Against the World, If I Ruled the World,
I’m close to the edge, you made me lose my head
In & out like a ghost,
I beg to differ,
I’m the host with the most,
Deffer than the ones who wrote,
MPC rockin’ the beats, the microphone I grasp,
Until my last breath, keep the crowd captivate,
Not to hate, just percolate the beef they wanna taste,
A beat in my head, flows through my vessels
To my metapharsals, where I created my rhymes,
Rhyme & Reason, bless just to spit infinitely,
Until HE takes us to a higher place,
I wanna be worthy at my turn at bat,
My backpack gettin’ heavy, bars on every paper,
Took to writing on my shoulder sleeves,
Now I got a Shoulder Lean, rhythmic mean muggin’
Got to wonder who’s buggin’, all I want is a huggin’,
Like Water for Chocolate, that lovin’ is drastic,
Every two other lines, I need a breath,
But not to rest, when I’m put to the test,
Illin’ willin’ believin’ I best be wildin’,
On the front porch bustin’ my flow,
Even if it’s slow, u done been sold,
By this hip hop story, however the way it been told

Chorus (Mario):
Things change, same game
Never forget my name
Stay with me, I’ll be with you
Unforgettable you, you, you
Sunshine on a cloudy day
She’s My Girl, My Girl,
What else there is to say? (sa-ay)

(ADilla):
Aye my flow transmission, wit the beat’s addition
Askin’ her permission, to be her body’s musician
Her love an incizion, wit some real-life decisions
Runnin to a collision, the music a cellular divison

(Mario) 3x:
Yeah, yeah, sweeter than,
If you sweeter than could be…..
If she had all my sons and daughters
I’ll give them a mic and black diamond pearls
Cause I love hip-hop
And she let me ruled the world………

 

And they say it’s pure heaven………the first week of college..yeah right!

This is your boy, ADilla, the only DEAF dude on the Mississippi Delta Community College campus. Yep, I’m back at college–decided to write a blog about this fall semester year. Move into the dorms on August 19, and man, the A/C in the dorm been my best friend for the past week with all this over triple digits weather. It’s must had been jokes week, because I got a roommate who is a band member, and apparently it’s sweet for him since he can practice his horn while for apparent reasons I’m not bothered with all the off-key butchering of songs (just playing dude!).

For a cafeteria, food is great….I’ve been to other college or universities (2) and seen worst food. I got no interpreter, but I can get by with notetakers for my two computer classes this year. And the never-ending nightmare of this fall semester is taking World Lit I. — the very class that my mom teaches …….and yes, I’m in her class. A list of books or stories that she heaping on the class : The Holy Bible, The Koran, Beowulf, Illiad, Odyessy, Hamlet …among others.

On the side, I’m just starting to experiment with audio step sequencers on my PC and make drum loops, but I thinking I’m going to have to relearn the basics of percussion from a band drummer on campus …I’ve haven’t played percussion since being in junior high band.

………………..As For now I’ll up some pics of the last week (the first week of school ) …

ADilla:

Dorm:

Library:

Horton (where my mom teaches):

My room and my roommate Uriel:

My Parents:

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