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Medu Nefer is an ancient Egyptian term meaning "Beautiful Speech."
It was written as a celebration of lyricism, creativity, storytelling, and the art of communication.
Drawing inspiration from classic hip-hop traditions, cultural observations, personal experiences, humor, and imaginative narratives, the album explores the many ways words can inform, entertain, challenge, and inspire.
Some songs showcase technical lyrical ability. Others tell stories, explore concepts, or pay tribute to influential figures and cultural moments.
Together, the album reflects a belief that language remains one of humanity's most powerful tools.
It was written as a celebration of lyricism, creativity, storytelling, and the art of communication.
Drawing inspiration from classic hip-hop traditions, cultural observations, personal experiences, humor, and imaginative narratives, the album explores the many ways words can inform, entertain, challenge, and inspire.
Some songs showcase technical lyrical ability. Others tell stories, explore concepts, or pay tribute to influential figures and cultural moments.
Together, the album reflects a belief that language remains one of humanity's most powerful tools.
ginger ale
Watchillie
Yeah
Back then
Rough times
Back up on the block with a sack fulla rocks
Forty-third and twenty-third where the young boys talked
Jordans on my feet while run-dmc shook the street
Boom box by the curb with that hard drum beat
Then I saw you glide by, cocoa skin, hazel eyes
Wind caught your hair and changed the course of my life
Knew I had to level up, knew I had to rise
Couldn’t stay another shadow hypnotized by your stride
I was just a block kid dreamin from afar
You was like the sunlight sitting in a jar
Couldn’t find the words every time you came near
Heartbeat in my throat every time you appeared
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Can you feel me
Or am I still invisible
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Or am I still invisible
Headed back to school, had to sharpen every tool
Couldn’t play the fool if I wanted something cool
Your intellect was sharp, so I studied after dark
Hit the books hard, had to build a better spark
Finished all my classes then invested in some glasses
Fresh threads on the frame while I handed out resumes
Got a job at sears, whole crew laughed in tears
I ignored them all completely, had a bigger vision clear
Sultry tall and fizzy, always left me dizzy
Every time you passed the whole room got misty
From that one crush I transformed my route
Made a man of me before I figured life out
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Can you feel me
Or am I still invisible
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Or am I still invisible
Years flew by fast, but your memory stayed
Hazel eyes shining through the choices I made
Straight legit now, clean fit now
Confidence high with a grown man style
Pulled up to your old house, gate cold steel
Hands shook heavy but the moment felt real
Walked up slow, rang the bell one time
Heart doing flips like it lost its mind
Would you know me
Would you see me
Would you smile and receive me
Door swung wide
I seen some dude there
Mean mug stare
He said
Yo what you need
I said
Ginger ale home
Silence
He leaned in close
I’m ginger ale if you buying
Damn
Rough times
Cold times
Dreams hit different in old times
Rough times
Wild times
Truth pull up at the worst times
Rough times
Can’t lie
Some dreams never survive
Rough times
Watchillie
Yeah
Back then
Rough times
Back up on the block with a sack fulla rocks
Forty-third and twenty-third where the young boys talked
Jordans on my feet while run-dmc shook the street
Boom box by the curb with that hard drum beat
Then I saw you glide by, cocoa skin, hazel eyes
Wind caught your hair and changed the course of my life
Knew I had to level up, knew I had to rise
Couldn’t stay another shadow hypnotized by your stride
I was just a block kid dreamin from afar
You was like the sunlight sitting in a jar
Couldn’t find the words every time you came near
Heartbeat in my throat every time you appeared
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Can you feel me
Or am I still invisible
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Or am I still invisible
Headed back to school, had to sharpen every tool
Couldn’t play the fool if I wanted something cool
Your intellect was sharp, so I studied after dark
Hit the books hard, had to build a better spark
Finished all my classes then invested in some glasses
Fresh threads on the frame while I handed out resumes
Got a job at sears, whole crew laughed in tears
I ignored them all completely, had a bigger vision clear
Sultry tall and fizzy, always left me dizzy
Every time you passed the whole room got misty
From that one crush I transformed my route
Made a man of me before I figured life out
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Can you feel me
Or am I still invisible
Can you see me
Can you hear me
Ginger ale come near me
Can you see me
Or am I still invisible
Years flew by fast, but your memory stayed
Hazel eyes shining through the choices I made
Straight legit now, clean fit now
Confidence high with a grown man style
Pulled up to your old house, gate cold steel
Hands shook heavy but the moment felt real
Walked up slow, rang the bell one time
Heart doing flips like it lost its mind
Would you know me
Would you see me
Would you smile and receive me
Door swung wide
I seen some dude there
Mean mug stare
He said
Yo what you need
I said
Ginger ale home
Silence
He leaned in close
I’m ginger ale if you buying
Damn
Rough times
Cold times
Dreams hit different in old times
Rough times
Wild times
Truth pull up at the worst times
Rough times
Can’t lie
Some dreams never survive
Rough times
Watchillie
Ginger Ale is a story of youth and remembrance.
It is a story of a young boy having a crush on a girl. He describes with youthful fascination and admiration his feelings and the story continues as he grows older.
He eventually works up the courage later in life to seek her out and talk to her in person.
That is when things get interesting.
It is a story of a young boy having a crush on a girl. He describes with youthful fascination and admiration his feelings and the story continues as he grows older.
He eventually works up the courage later in life to seek her out and talk to her in person.
That is when things get interesting.
Ginger Ale combines humor, personality, and observation to transform an ordinary subject into something memorable.
The song embraces the playful side of hip-hop storytelling.
The seemingly simple subject matter serves a larger purpose.
The song demonstrates how creativity can elevate everyday experiences into engaging narratives.
It reflects a classic hip-hop tradition of finding significance, humor, and character in unexpected places.
The song embraces the playful side of hip-hop storytelling.
The seemingly simple subject matter serves a larger purpose.
The song demonstrates how creativity can elevate everyday experiences into engaging narratives.
It reflects a classic hip-hop tradition of finding significance, humor, and character in unexpected places.
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braggadocious
Watchillie
Braggadocious
One, two, three, four
Once there was a story, black roots deep
Raised in cali, yeah the lbc
Two strong parents, look just like me
Educated, working, built identity
Grandpa owned it, ran his own biz
Dry cleaners back in the fifties, kids
Think about it, rare picture seen
Still a come up, know what I mean
Never broken, soul intact
Stayed grounded, never off track
Last name french, but modified now
Chosen path proven, I’m alive right now
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
No time for fake ones, no-count kin
Can’t uplift a brother, you’re tossed in
Trash mentality, we don’t live there
Crabs in a barrel, I’ve been aware
Time to see the ones who never grew
Caught up in cycles, same old view
Africa roots to the lbc
South central where we come to be
Fast forward, young kid sd
Math and engineering was the key
Paralyzed at eighteen, life paused
But my bloodline strength overruled the loss
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Life strong, yeah the lights stay on
No darkness drama, we move on
Underground kings, tight kinship
Elevate daily, that’s the mission
Listen, step into the home
Listen, feel it in your bones
Move
This is how we do it, where we at
Determined we rise, phoenix back
Through blood and rhythm, power flows
Truth in your vision, now it shows
Not about money, it’s reality
Built from the roots, mentality
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
It’s not about a salary, it’s reality
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Watchillie
Braggadocious
One, two, three, four
Once there was a story, black roots deep
Raised in cali, yeah the lbc
Two strong parents, look just like me
Educated, working, built identity
Grandpa owned it, ran his own biz
Dry cleaners back in the fifties, kids
Think about it, rare picture seen
Still a come up, know what I mean
Never broken, soul intact
Stayed grounded, never off track
Last name french, but modified now
Chosen path proven, I’m alive right now
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
No time for fake ones, no-count kin
Can’t uplift a brother, you’re tossed in
Trash mentality, we don’t live there
Crabs in a barrel, I’ve been aware
Time to see the ones who never grew
Caught up in cycles, same old view
Africa roots to the lbc
South central where we come to be
Fast forward, young kid sd
Math and engineering was the key
Paralyzed at eighteen, life paused
But my bloodline strength overruled the loss
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Life strong, yeah the lights stay on
No darkness drama, we move on
Underground kings, tight kinship
Elevate daily, that’s the mission
Listen, step into the home
Listen, feel it in your bones
Move
This is how we do it, where we at
Determined we rise, phoenix back
Through blood and rhythm, power flows
Truth in your vision, now it shows
Not about money, it’s reality
Built from the roots, mentality
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
It’s not about a salary, it’s reality
Move
I’m braggadocious, y’all
Watchillie
This song was written about WATCH3's life story. Almost everything in the song is true and representative of life and/or family experiences.
The song mixes truth with classic hip-hop play arrogance and bragging to claim your space on the "mic."
The song mixes truth with classic hip-hop play arrogance and bragging to claim your space on the "mic."
Braggadocious was inspired by one of hip-hop's oldest traditions: the art of boasting.
The song embraces confidence, lyrical competition, and playful self-promotion while paying homage to classic battle-oriented rap culture.
Beneath the swagger lies a deeper exploration of identity.
The exaggerated confidence becomes a performance designed to entertain, inspire, and establish presence.
The song examines the role of self-belief in overcoming obstacles and asserting one's place in the world.
The song embraces confidence, lyrical competition, and playful self-promotion while paying homage to classic battle-oriented rap culture.
Beneath the swagger lies a deeper exploration of identity.
The exaggerated confidence becomes a performance designed to entertain, inspire, and establish presence.
The song examines the role of self-belief in overcoming obstacles and asserting one's place in the world.
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catacomb
Move
Step aside
Move
Step aside
Educate elevate
Gonna strip you of your title
Breaking sound barrier
While you sit alone and idle
Exploring and touring
Like your man on a walkabout
Clear definition
So you digest what I’m talking ‘bout
Black fist to the air
Yeah you know that I’m radical
Taking your role
Don’t come back from sabbatical
Radial waves
Penetrate your eardrums
Mathematical, radical
Computational outcomes
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
Subterranean
Subterranean
Drop in the bucket
You a typical statistic
Control your mind
I’m a master of the mystic
Try to listen up
But it’s hard to follow
Taking your soul
Leave your flesh empty hollow
So move
Step aside
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
Spread out my talons
Now I’m grabbing your throat
Watch you choke
Suffocate, yeah it’s murder he wrote
Feeling it’s over
Life is back in the rear
Only echoes of my poetic flow in your ear
Afterlife
You be hoping you escape
Thinking you free
While you thinking you safe
Voice from dimension five
Still alive
I’m always gonna get ya
Even after you die
Come on down
To the catacomb
Come on down
To the catacomb
Move
Step aside
Move
Step aside
Passing through the eye
See the clouds in your view
You’ll know it was me
Yeah I finished you
Afterlife
You be hoping you escape
Thinking you free
While you thinking you safe
Voice from dimension five
Still alive
I’m always gonna get ya
Even after you die
Come on down
To the catacomb
Come on down
To the catacomb
I’m just a radical
Not on sabbatical
I’m just a radical
Not on sabbatical
I’m just a radical
Not on sabbatical
I’m just a radical
Not on sabbatical
Down
I’m just a radical
Down
Not on sabbatical
Down
I’m just a radical
Down
Not on sabbatical
Others bring you kool-aid
I’m giving you wine
I’m here to be the muse
Make it a good time
Coming with the vitamin
Stronger than c
Find the vein, inject it
Hang the iv
Emptied the clip
Now I see through you
Swiss cheese vision
What you gonna do
Intractable pain
Drop down to your knees
Beg for the cure
But you dealing with me
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
Come on down
As I bury you
In the catacomb
This been an edict
And a lesson you learned
Alteration of consciousness
Watch it turn
Intelligent, relevant
Classic decree
Vibrational analysis
A gift from the three
Come on down
To the catacomb
Come on down
To the catacomb
Catacomb is a classic hip-hop 'diss' track where the narrator is bragging about his skills and how he is going to bury you in a Catacomb.
Catacomb was inspired by hidden spaces, forgotten histories, and the mysteries that exist beneath the surface of everyday life.
The song blends imagery, atmosphere, and storytelling to create a journey into the unknown.
The catacomb functions as a metaphor for the subconscious mind.
Buried memories, forgotten experiences, fears, and truths reside beneath conscious awareness.
The song explores what happens when we descend into those hidden spaces and confront what has been left behind.
The song blends imagery, atmosphere, and storytelling to create a journey into the unknown.
The catacomb functions as a metaphor for the subconscious mind.
Buried memories, forgotten experiences, fears, and truths reside beneath conscious awareness.
The song explores what happens when we descend into those hidden spaces and confront what has been left behind.
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chuck brown
It won’t stop
Here it comes
Grenades fly
As they run
Roaches scatter—
To the void
The queue is full
Help me
Front-line
Passed the ball
Lateral
1
2
3
Case dropped
Hard
Severity
One
No room
For charity—
Levity—
Must use brevity
Must
Re-solve
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Work in teams
They say
Three hundred hold
The shields
Arrows pierce
Through armor plates
Permutation warfare
Complex algorithms
Hive minds gather
Thrust excalibur
Into
The
Beast
Contemptuous masters
Stare askance
Sit in judgment
Crack the mast
The ship drifts off
Through disunity
While you scoff
And watch
With impunity
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Fix
I need an
R-c-a
Fix
Root cause analysis
Fix
I need an
R-c-a
Fix
Root cause
Paralysis
7 days
S
L
A
Service level agreement
K
P
I
Measure
My all
My soul
My mind
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Re-solve
Re-solve
Re-solve
Watchillie
Here it comes
Grenades fly
As they run
Roaches scatter—
To the void
The queue is full
Help me
Front-line
Passed the ball
Lateral
1
2
3
Case dropped
Hard
Severity
One
No room
For charity—
Levity—
Must use brevity
Must
Re-solve
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Work in teams
They say
Three hundred hold
The shields
Arrows pierce
Through armor plates
Permutation warfare
Complex algorithms
Hive minds gather
Thrust excalibur
Into
The
Beast
Contemptuous masters
Stare askance
Sit in judgment
Crack the mast
The ship drifts off
Through disunity
While you scoff
And watch
With impunity
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Fix
I need an
R-c-a
Fix
Root cause analysis
Fix
I need an
R-c-a
Fix
Root cause
Paralysis
7 days
S
L
A
Service level agreement
K
P
I
Measure
My all
My soul
My mind
Life support
A world of bayonets
Musket balls
Tear through flesh
Bone
The enemy
Assigned
The case you own
Till death—
Responsibility
No hope—
Escape
Till I deduce
Prove root cause
Re-solve
Re-solve
Re-solve
Re-solve
Watchillie
WATCH3 has been a lifelong Charlie Brown fan.
He decided to write this song from the perspective of an older Charlie Brown who has built up years of resentment trying to forgive and be kind heart. He has now taken over and has become a major kingpin and is ready to enact revenge and dominance on those who abused him throughout his life.
He decided to write this song from the perspective of an older Charlie Brown who has built up years of resentment trying to forgive and be kind heart. He has now taken over and has become a major kingpin and is ready to enact revenge and dominance on those who abused him throughout his life.
Chuck Brown was written as a tribute to the legendary pioneer of Go-Go music and the cultural legacy he helped create.
The song celebrates rhythm, community, performance, and the enduring influence of local music scenes.
Beyond honoring a specific artist, the song explores how music creates cultural identity.
Chuck Brown becomes symbolic of artistic authenticity and the ability of music to unite generations.
The song reminds listeners that local culture often has a profound impact far beyond its geographic origins.
The song celebrates rhythm, community, performance, and the enduring influence of local music scenes.
Beyond honoring a specific artist, the song explores how music creates cultural identity.
Chuck Brown becomes symbolic of artistic authenticity and the ability of music to unite generations.
The song reminds listeners that local culture often has a profound impact far beyond its geographic origins.
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digitality
The choice is yours
The screen or the soul
The signal or the self
To hurt or repair, the choice remains yours
Live to lust for likes or live where love restores
Choose to be carbon-based, breathe earth in your chest
Or merge with the feed where the spirit gets suppressed
Shut off the wi-fi, disconnect lte
Walk barefoot in grass, remember how to be
Dance to atrial rhythms, heart percussion alive
Not algorithmic metrics telling you how to survive
Create unlimited futures from a singular spark
Nurture inner galaxies while they profit from dark
Between synaptic lightning let originality prism
Not filtered through amoled commercialism
The choice is yours
To rise or obey
The choice is yours
To feel or display
The choice is yours
To love or perform
Digitality
Can’t keep your soul warm
Awaken with purpose above cumulus seas
Miles of white blankets under heavenly breeze
Heal with dignified action wounds of a broken land
Or troll in the shadows with a coward’s hand
Supply the demand or demand what’s supplied
Succumb to impulse or hear when a child cries
Rediscover complexion through curious eyes
Or stay folded inward where the hollow one hides
Look up, not down, on a summer eve glow
Stars still speak truths that the timelines don’t know
Extend a loving hand when your loved one reaches
Instead of cold elbows and detached speeches
Foreplay instead of play four
Presence instead of one more scroll
Silence instead of endless noise
Become mystery again
Become human again
Relationship time in rooms full of screens
Four-foot radius kingdoms of fluorescent dreams
New millennium hieroglyphics thumbed into glass
While love quietly dies and moments just pass
Justified distraction now reigns supreme
Self-confidence outsourced to a sponsored dream
Alternating current, the unquestioned addiction
Empty bottle sipped slow through self-fiction
Single malt dopamine, hundred proof trance
Everybody moving but nobody dances
Passing out smiling while the battery drains
Calling it freedom while tightening chains
The choice is yours
To rise or obey
The choice is yours
To feel or display
The choice is yours
To love or perform
Digitality
Can’t keep your soul warm
Take heed in this age of digital reality
We became I and forgot our plurality
Not three dimensions—now four, maybe five
Yet somehow less living, less truly alive
Servile collectives stripped of identity
Corporate queens feeding hive-mind dependency
Lemmings in worship of branded decrees
Trading their freedom for faster degrees
Reception bars replaced the plasma divine
Battery percent now the state of the mind
When the last bar flashes and panic arrives
You’ll meet who you are when illusion dies
Raw naked exposed in reflection
No followers there to distort direction
Silent and humbled as truth begins
That which is without was always within
Digitality
Individuality
Humanity
The choice
Is yours
The screen or the soul
The signal or the self
To hurt or repair, the choice remains yours
Live to lust for likes or live where love restores
Choose to be carbon-based, breathe earth in your chest
Or merge with the feed where the spirit gets suppressed
Shut off the wi-fi, disconnect lte
Walk barefoot in grass, remember how to be
Dance to atrial rhythms, heart percussion alive
Not algorithmic metrics telling you how to survive
Create unlimited futures from a singular spark
Nurture inner galaxies while they profit from dark
Between synaptic lightning let originality prism
Not filtered through amoled commercialism
The choice is yours
To rise or obey
The choice is yours
To feel or display
The choice is yours
To love or perform
Digitality
Can’t keep your soul warm
Awaken with purpose above cumulus seas
Miles of white blankets under heavenly breeze
Heal with dignified action wounds of a broken land
Or troll in the shadows with a coward’s hand
Supply the demand or demand what’s supplied
Succumb to impulse or hear when a child cries
Rediscover complexion through curious eyes
Or stay folded inward where the hollow one hides
Look up, not down, on a summer eve glow
Stars still speak truths that the timelines don’t know
Extend a loving hand when your loved one reaches
Instead of cold elbows and detached speeches
Foreplay instead of play four
Presence instead of one more scroll
Silence instead of endless noise
Become mystery again
Become human again
Relationship time in rooms full of screens
Four-foot radius kingdoms of fluorescent dreams
New millennium hieroglyphics thumbed into glass
While love quietly dies and moments just pass
Justified distraction now reigns supreme
Self-confidence outsourced to a sponsored dream
Alternating current, the unquestioned addiction
Empty bottle sipped slow through self-fiction
Single malt dopamine, hundred proof trance
Everybody moving but nobody dances
Passing out smiling while the battery drains
Calling it freedom while tightening chains
The choice is yours
To rise or obey
The choice is yours
To feel or display
The choice is yours
To love or perform
Digitality
Can’t keep your soul warm
Take heed in this age of digital reality
We became I and forgot our plurality
Not three dimensions—now four, maybe five
Yet somehow less living, less truly alive
Servile collectives stripped of identity
Corporate queens feeding hive-mind dependency
Lemmings in worship of branded decrees
Trading their freedom for faster degrees
Reception bars replaced the plasma divine
Battery percent now the state of the mind
When the last bar flashes and panic arrives
You’ll meet who you are when illusion dies
Raw naked exposed in reflection
No followers there to distort direction
Silent and humbled as truth begins
That which is without was always within
Digitality
Individuality
Humanity
The choice
Is yours
Digitality was writing to describe the struggles many encounter as our society is moving to a more detached state. People are constantly on their phones, most communication is text based, and even that using emojis, and face-to-face conversations and interactions are fading.
The song poses questions and considerations on how it is our responsibility to choose how we want to live life, or just consume.
The song poses questions and considerations on how it is our responsibility to choose how we want to live life, or just consume.
Digitality reflects on humanity's increasingly intertwined relationship with technology.
Inspired by modern communication, information systems, and digital culture, the song examines both opportunity and consequence.
Digitality explores the paradox of modern connection.
Technology allows unprecedented access to information and communication, yet it can also create distance, distraction, and isolation.
The song asks whether technological advancement necessarily leads to greater human understanding.
Inspired by modern communication, information systems, and digital culture, the song examines both opportunity and consequence.
Digitality explores the paradox of modern connection.
Technology allows unprecedented access to information and communication, yet it can also create distance, distraction, and isolation.
The song asks whether technological advancement necessarily leads to greater human understanding.
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electricity
Can you feel me
Every day you see me but you walk right by me
Every day you hear me still you deny me
Every day you're freezing saying you're lonely
Every day you need me can't live without me
Hidden in the wires in the walls and skyline
Moving through the city like a pulse in real time
Living in the darkness till I open your eyes
I was there before you ever learned to survive
I am the spark beneath your skin
The force you hold but never let in
Let me in
Feel me now
Let light in
Feel me burn within
I was there before your first beginning
Let light in
Warmth within
I am the force you're living in
Ee-lek-trih-sih-tee
Trih-sih-tee
Alive
Alive
Oscillate alternate my current runs freely
From the plus to the minus that's my reality
Through the atoms through the air through infinity
Every heartbeat in your chest carries pieces of me
Solar winds in the sky I move through the heavens
Aurora in the night when the dark world trembles
Lightning speaks in a flash hotter than the sunlight
Yet I warm your hands softly every cold night
I am the voice behind the sun
The silent path all rivers run
Feel the current
Let it flow
Let light in
Feel me burn within
I was there before your first beginning
Let light in
Warmth within
I am the force you're living in
Ee-lek-trih-sih-tee
When you cry in the dark
I am there in the spark
When the world falls apart
I restart every heart
You ignore what you use
Till there's nothing to lose
Feel me
See me
Know me
Current
Voltage
Alive
Let light in
Feel me burn within
I was there before your first beginning
Let light in
Warmth within
I am the force you're living in
Let light in
Feel the sky opening
Let light in
Hear the world awakening
Alive
Alive
Alive
Provider
Igniter
Sustainer
Creator
Ee-lek-trih-sih-teee
Watchillie
Electricity is written from the perspective of electricity itself. It speaks to the listener as if electricity is a conscious spirit and/or entity. It describes its live, purpose, and how it is often unseen despite being a provider of light and in many cases life itself.
Electricity speaks towards the human tendency to take advantage of and/or not recognize in fullness many of the gifts we have been given.
It speaks to how we often become consumed by self and do not step back and realize all around us, all we are gifted, and all that we have that supports us as an entire species.
PLAY SAMPLE
root
Log-in prompt flashes
Terminal open
Silence
Type slow
root
I’m Root
IT
All who doubted get muted by me
IT
Crash that box get rebooted by me
IT
Not passive active adaptive elite
IT
The man the myth the cure on beat
IT is the blood and the fire that lives inside of me
Built from the pressure of systems collapsing repeatedly
Commands my commandment the sword I slice reduce to binary
Importing reforming transporting data velocity
Displaying correctness your route got blown
127 zero zero 1 your home
Your ciphers deciphered I know every hash every lock and key
See through permissions and hidden conditions you cannot hide from me
Logs tell stories I read em like prophecy
Every mistake leave fingerprints honestly
I captured disaster then mastered it properly
Hear me type once then watch what I gotta be
I’m Root
IT
All who doubted get looted by me
IT
Crash that box get rebooted by me
IT
Not passive active adaptive elite
IT
The man the myth the cure on beat
Your crash is my challenge I never acknowledge impossibility
Bigger the failure the calmer I move through hostility
My fingers move blind on the keys but I still can see
A language contagious I grep through your lies phonetically
With Linux or UNIX I do this right command style
Vanquishing waste and inefficiency into exile
Cleaning deleting retrieving what others said cannot be
Building solutions with prudence and methodology
Kernel awake and the shell obey instantly
Network alive every packet report to me
When darkness arrives and the outage consume the street
They call for the one who can bring back electricity
Data breach
not in reach
Data breach
containment complete
Data breach
closed the leak
Data breach
BOW WHEN ROOT SPEAKS
Midnight server room blue lights hum low
Cold fan wind while the hard drives glow
One wrong move whole empires fold
I walk in calm with a heart that’s cold
No fear here I was built for storms
I rewrite fate in a bash transform
Dead ports freeze when I shift that form
Resurrect systems and break that norm
SSH ghost through the back end lane
Find one flaw then I break block-chain
Privilege rise now I crack that frame
Root in the flesh better act that name
I’m Root
IT
Debated berated by haters who slept on me
IT
Permutation computation respect from me
IT
Not passive active reactive I rewrite tragedy
IT
The one the myth the cure
logging in
Cursor blinkin
Silence
Access granted
root access escalating
root access escalating
root access escalating
Watchillie
I’m root
I
am
root
Terminal open
Silence
Type slow
root
I’m Root
IT
All who doubted get muted by me
IT
Crash that box get rebooted by me
IT
Not passive active adaptive elite
IT
The man the myth the cure on beat
IT is the blood and the fire that lives inside of me
Built from the pressure of systems collapsing repeatedly
Commands my commandment the sword I slice reduce to binary
Importing reforming transporting data velocity
Displaying correctness your route got blown
127 zero zero 1 your home
Your ciphers deciphered I know every hash every lock and key
See through permissions and hidden conditions you cannot hide from me
Logs tell stories I read em like prophecy
Every mistake leave fingerprints honestly
I captured disaster then mastered it properly
Hear me type once then watch what I gotta be
I’m Root
IT
All who doubted get looted by me
IT
Crash that box get rebooted by me
IT
Not passive active adaptive elite
IT
The man the myth the cure on beat
Your crash is my challenge I never acknowledge impossibility
Bigger the failure the calmer I move through hostility
My fingers move blind on the keys but I still can see
A language contagious I grep through your lies phonetically
With Linux or UNIX I do this right command style
Vanquishing waste and inefficiency into exile
Cleaning deleting retrieving what others said cannot be
Building solutions with prudence and methodology
Kernel awake and the shell obey instantly
Network alive every packet report to me
When darkness arrives and the outage consume the street
They call for the one who can bring back electricity
Data breach
not in reach
Data breach
containment complete
Data breach
closed the leak
Data breach
BOW WHEN ROOT SPEAKS
Midnight server room blue lights hum low
Cold fan wind while the hard drives glow
One wrong move whole empires fold
I walk in calm with a heart that’s cold
No fear here I was built for storms
I rewrite fate in a bash transform
Dead ports freeze when I shift that form
Resurrect systems and break that norm
SSH ghost through the back end lane
Find one flaw then I break block-chain
Privilege rise now I crack that frame
Root in the flesh better act that name
I’m Root
IT
Debated berated by haters who slept on me
IT
Permutation computation respect from me
IT
Not passive active reactive I rewrite tragedy
IT
The one the myth the cure
logging in
Cursor blinkin
Silence
Access granted
root access escalating
root access escalating
root access escalating
Watchillie
I’m root
I
am
root
WATCH3 is a proud IT Linux Systems expert, and this song is directly inspired by that. The 'root' user it the most powerful user on any Unix/Linux/BSD type system and gives you ultimate power. As such, once given that all powerful key the system expects you know what you are doing!
This song speaks to an administrator feeling the power of Thor's Hammer as the root user.
This song speaks to an administrator feeling the power of Thor's Hammer as the root user.
Root celebrates mastery, access, and the pursuit of deeper understanding.
For technology professionals, root access represents ultimate control. For everyone else, it symbolizes the desire to move beyond surface-level knowledge.
Root operates simultaneously on technical and philosophical levels.
The song explores questions such as:
What lies beneath appearances?
Who truly controls systems?
How much understanding is enough?
The search for root access becomes symbolic of the search for truth itself.
For technology professionals, root access represents ultimate control. For everyone else, it symbolizes the desire to move beyond surface-level knowledge.
Root operates simultaneously on technical and philosophical levels.
The song explores questions such as:
What lies beneath appearances?
Who truly controls systems?
How much understanding is enough?
The search for root access becomes symbolic of the search for truth itself.
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the executioner
Reduced to desperation
An exposed heart wound seeps
With acidic saltiness
Throbbing
Seething
Achin for answers
Gray times hold
And so it goes
Dusty shroud cover the noose
Inescapable
Thunderous beats drown reality
Rhythmic fire ignite the fuse
Constant
Unending
Comin back around
Blood-shot eyes catatonically starin
Thru blood-soaked burlap crowns
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
No heart
No soul
Only cold
The executioner
Power of life
Death
Determiner of future fate
No room for feels
Only
Ice
Steel
Slow-ta fast
Images flash
One pull
Drop
Snap
New notch in my hat
I’m
The executioner
Convergence of past wills and ills
I step to rise
Choked the scope
My life revoked
Muscles seize
Paralyze
Firm felt
Taut with memories unforgiving
I think not
Between raindrops
Heavy gray reveal pinpoint light
Step up forward
Bow to kneel
Accept the lot
Your time is up
Lean into the knot
Betta pray
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
No heart
No soul
Only cold
The executioner
Power of life
Death
Determiner of future fate
No room for feels
Only
Ice
Steel
Slow-ta fast
Images flash
One pull
Drop
Snap
New notch in my hat
I’m
The executioner
Snap
Drop
Snap
Drop
Appearing from darkness
Born upon raging seas
Never capsize
Always control
Live to snuff
Snuff to live
Your starlight
Mine to hold
Another sunset taken
Another soul grows cold
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
Drop
No heart
No soul
Snap
Only cold
The executioner
One pull
Drop
Snap
Another sunset taken
Another soul grows cold
Why me
Why me
Why me
It’s time
Drop
Who’s next
Ha
Ha
Ha
Watchillie
An exposed heart wound seeps
With acidic saltiness
Throbbing
Seething
Achin for answers
Gray times hold
And so it goes
Dusty shroud cover the noose
Inescapable
Thunderous beats drown reality
Rhythmic fire ignite the fuse
Constant
Unending
Comin back around
Blood-shot eyes catatonically starin
Thru blood-soaked burlap crowns
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
No heart
No soul
Only cold
The executioner
Power of life
Death
Determiner of future fate
No room for feels
Only
Ice
Steel
Slow-ta fast
Images flash
One pull
Drop
Snap
New notch in my hat
I’m
The executioner
Convergence of past wills and ills
I step to rise
Choked the scope
My life revoked
Muscles seize
Paralyze
Firm felt
Taut with memories unforgiving
I think not
Between raindrops
Heavy gray reveal pinpoint light
Step up forward
Bow to kneel
Accept the lot
Your time is up
Lean into the knot
Betta pray
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
No heart
No soul
Only cold
The executioner
Power of life
Death
Determiner of future fate
No room for feels
Only
Ice
Steel
Slow-ta fast
Images flash
One pull
Drop
Snap
New notch in my hat
I’m
The executioner
Snap
Drop
Snap
Drop
Appearing from darkness
Born upon raging seas
Never capsize
Always control
Live to snuff
Snuff to live
Your starlight
Mine to hold
Another sunset taken
Another soul grows cold
Pull fast
Pull slow
Pull fast
Pull slow
Drop
No heart
No soul
Snap
Only cold
The executioner
One pull
Drop
Snap
Another sunset taken
Another soul grows cold
Why me
Why me
Why me
It’s time
Drop
Who’s next
Ha
Ha
Ha
Watchillie
This song is written from the perspective of a cold hearted executioner. He describes his job and his indifference and how he seemingly moves people thru on an assembly line.
To him it is another body, and another day.
To him it is another body, and another day.
The Executioner explores accountability, consequence, and the inevitable outcomes of choices.
The song presents a darker and more intense atmosphere than much of the album while maintaining its focus on lyrical storytelling.
The executioner functions as both a literal and symbolic figure.
He may represent:
Justice
Consequence
Time
Truth
Accountability
The song explores the reality that actions eventually produce results, whether positive or negative.
It asks what happens when the moment of reckoning finally arrives.
The song presents a darker and more intense atmosphere than much of the album while maintaining its focus on lyrical storytelling.
The executioner functions as both a literal and symbolic figure.
He may represent:
Justice
Consequence
Time
Truth
Accountability
The song explores the reality that actions eventually produce results, whether positive or negative.
It asks what happens when the moment of reckoning finally arrives.
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J4
Yo
This ain’t your typical july 4th anthem
I’m here learn ya the real reason for
Celebration
Respect to the past
Gives respect to the future
Yo
We all know the real history
The version that’s not wrong
Columbus crossed the open sea
Yelling discovery
What already lived free
West indies
Jamaica
Islands
The first port
Infecting indigenous with diseases
From the start
The genocide that was created
Permeated
Perpetuated by white-beings
Cloaked in scripture
Self crowned with creed
Manifest destiny
Baptized conquest thru greed
Gave superiority
To manifest
Their destiny
Overtake and conquer
Th law given fast
At god-speed
America’s a concept
Statuesque
A bust without a face
Embodiment of wishes
Wrapped in blood
But healed by grace
Not by one said true religion
Or by any color race or creed
Despite the faults
The cruelty
Fails
Ancestors faught
So hope succeeds
So holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
For the ancestors who died
And gave pride
Holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
Cause today is not a day for the present
It’s for the past
We know brutality
Was normality as
Indigenous were exterminated
Then a new batch
Captured
Caught
Bought
Sold
Shackles
Instantiated
From alkebulan
Later renamed to africa
Transatlantic trading
Of cargo bodies
Force enslaved america
But still this land
Created by the labor
Tears of those before
Through pain and anguish
Subjugation
Hearts that held hope close and dear
Through inhumane
And thoughts insane
Those oppressed held it close
Thru whips and chains
The thoughts remained
The gen
The next
They saw the best
Thru cruelty
They would succeed to bless
So holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
For the ancestors who died
And gave pride
Holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
Cause today is not a day for the present
It’s for the past
These words are spoken not
To muster
Anger
Strife
Or guilt or shame
The point is growth
The point is change
Resilience
Perseverance brave
Moments bled
Tears were cried
Visions or peace and newness pride
Souls consumed
Forsaken
Taken
Memories live within the plume
America’s a concept
Statuesque
A bust without a face
Embodiment of wishes
Wrapped in blood
Yet reaching toward grace
Not by one said true religion
Or by any color race or creed
Despite the faults
The cruelty
Fails
Ancestors faught
So hope succeeds
So holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
For the ancestors who died
And gave pride
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
Cause today is not a day for the present
It’s for the past
Describing pain
Don’t take away
Empowers those
Who died in droves
Don't take away
We honor still
The life they gave
Don't take away
Foundation laid
The roads they paved
Can't take away
So holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
For the ancestors who died
And gave pride
Holla back
J 4
Not forgetting
Dismissing
But insisting remembrance
Holla back
J 4
Cause today is not a day for the present
It’s for the past
Japanese internment
We see you
Victims guadalupe-hidalgo
We see you
Jim crow
Redline
Segregation
We see you
Women’s suffrage
Inability to vote
We see you
Lgbtq & plus
We see you
Jews who faced persecution
We see you
Thru pain
And strength
Passion
Tenacity
This land was forged thru pure hearts adversity
Holla back
J 4
J 4
J 4
Decision no more
Holla back
J 4
J 4
J 4
Honor lives of those before
Holla back
J 4
J 4
J 4
History fact
Not folk-lore
Holla back
J 4
J 4
J 4
It’s not a celebration
It’s ancestral dedication
Different stories
Different scars
Different roads
Different stars
Same tomorrow
Same blue sky
Same hope carried
Generation to generation
A land made for sharing
Holla back
J 4
Watchillie
J4 was written to challenge the traditional idea of a Fourth of July anthem. Instead of celebrating fireworks, patriotism, or military triumph, the song asks a different question: *What if this day was first about remembering the people whose sacrifices made the future possible?*
The lyrics acknowledge some of the darkest chapters in American history, including the devastation of Indigenous peoples, slavery, segregation, discrimination, and the struggles faced by many communities throughout the nation's history. Rather than dwelling in anger or assigning collective guilt, the song focuses on honoring those who endured unimaginable hardship while continuing to believe that future generations could inherit something better.
At its heart, **J4** is a song about remembrance. It recognizes that history is often painful, but remembering it does not diminish the present. Instead, it gives meaning to the freedoms, opportunities, and responsibilities carried by those living today.
The repeated refrain, *"Cause today is not a day for the present... It's for the past,"* serves as the emotional center of the song. It reminds listeners that honoring history is not about reliving division, but about recognizing the courage, perseverance, and hope that survived despite it.
Ultimately, **J4** is an anthem of ancestral dedication. It is a tribute to those whose suffering, resilience, and determination laid the foundation upon which future generations continue to build.
J4 explores the idea that a nation is more than its governments, leaders, or historical events. It is the cumulative story of countless people whose lives, sacrifices, triumphs, and failures become part of a shared inheritance.
The song intentionally refuses to simplify history into either celebration or condemnation. Instead, it presents multiple truths at once: terrible injustices occurred, entire peoples suffered, and many systems caused profound harm. At the same time, generations of ordinary people continued to persevere, dream, build families, create communities, and hope that those who followed would inherit a more just society.
Rather than defining America by perfection or failure, **J4** describes it as an unfinished idea. The recurring image of America as *"a concept"* reflects the belief that a nation is ultimately shaped by the values and actions of each generation rather than by any single moment in history.
The closing verses broaden that vision by recognizing the experiences of many different communities. Instead of comparing suffering, the song acknowledges each story as part of a larger human narrative. Every group carries different scars, yet each has contributed to the nation that exists today.
The final message is one of unity through remembrance. History should neither be erased nor weaponized. Remembering the past is an act of respect for those who endured it and a reminder that every generation inherits both the achievements and the unfinished work of those who came before.
**J4** ultimately argues that the greatest way to honor the past is not by pretending it was flawless, but by remembering it honestly, learning from it, and continuing to build a future worthy of the sacrifices that made it possible.
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Medu Nefer celebrates the art of expression through storytelling, wordplay, observation, humor, and imagination. Drawing from classic hip-hop traditions while exploring modern themes, the album demonstrates how powerful words can entertain, educate, challenge, and inspire.