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Immigrant Summer

by Akin Yai

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1.
Nostalgia 02:48
Triple beam  Used to be the dream Never what it seem  As adult learn  Had to learn to swim  Not an aqua teen I get out then fall in again How we make it out It’s a maze  Pray for better dayz Wait til I get paid British Knights Godfathers slice A taste of heaven nice I was then slave to the pen A nigga loved to write  Manifest thought to a check It’s been a crazy ride Arcades, coming of age Revolting on a page  Star seed i star gaze Dem was some heady days Empath Never sold crack I pushed my little weed '96 up in the mix But I was selling mid Riding bikes sophomore shit My momma found my stash Oh shit omg  Back to the motherland  Wham bam, blood diamonds And Niggas pushin lands Fresh fit, yearbook pics Tommy Hil was it , Natuica Preppy kids  But we was black boys Summertime snow cone trucks  I peeped the melody Euphoria Moments of heaven I could remember this Light , dark class color prejudice Yo you can’t get free cuz you a Methodist ,  Get out the Deep South  And see a whole new  Aquifer how we rock cuz nature loves you  ochre, yellow tones And how it match the skin Innocence Becoming a child and how to live again Triple beam  Used to be the dream Never what it seem  As adult learn  Had to learn to swim  Not an aqua teen I get out then fall in again How we make it out It’s a maze  Pray for better dayz Wait til I get paid Hop scotch, the box, swatch No Spotify bots CD walk in spots You had to go and cop Flash back Hazmat raps inside a backpack Jansport dangerous son I can recall that Killa D, hu allah star and akinyai too Demos, 5th Ave shows and how we served you Every word that we spoke  It was blasphemous  Riding shottie in some white bitch Maxima Old fool Will hold tool  inside a bubble goose Air out  9am they closed the fucking school My book report was due That starter jacket’s cool Triple beam  Used to be the dream Never what it seem  As adult learn  Had to learn to swim  Not an aqua teen I get out then fall in again How we make it out It’s a maze Pray for better dayz Wait til I get paid We was the last generation to slide And really play outside 22s discovering hues And what it’s like to die While I alive  Why won’t I strive  I’m glad I did survive 25 Making it past I never I thought I would  Shake the stat Making a rap For me that was good Triple beam  Used to be the dream Never what it seem  As adult learn  Had to learn to swim  Not an aqua teen I get out then fall in again How we make it out Pop pop  Popeyes Shit, That nigga Pop too Reeboks Duval kids and we will wop you 92,93,94 Yoo Fun n gun Some go deep  The game will swamp you Football numbers  Some Niggas got’em Rip Al whoever shot’em You took a father, a son, brother, friend Casualties of the war  From boyz to men
2.
Black Soap 02:59
Glorious No mattter what they story is I’m in a golden state like a player from the warriors It’s Mobius My 3 dimensions causing phobias Like some ummm Gender Dysporia Imma let my nuts hang Let them shits swing on a ho Orangutan And pseudo science, superstition Made of violence and blonde ambition dumbing down of America Sound bytes, and fetishing Black bodies are vanishing Celebration of ignorance Social media killin it Hard to tell how real it is Everybody tellin hella lies Why? You bought a check and still ain’t verified In my eyes I don seen the realest Blue collar Real ones tell me they feel this Bumped in buildings, spaces Even racist gotta feel this Sound of blackness baby Optimistic Now we gotta do logistics Cuz the school board’s a fraud Tryna plot and twist it Full erasure Crackaz cold as glacier For survival We are close to nature That’s god! Black soap to clean earth Black Soap to heal the hurt Black Soap to cleanse the dirt Black Soap is in the work To fear none Like a sin or the shits I give Love the fam, peace to dad So for them I live Writing letters to my son Told-’em Nigga you the one In the future when you read it Go and shine like the umm We are the Mecca Live and direct from State of the confusion Fantasy is lit Reality is losing Choice is always yours Prepare for the choosing Room full of bores No wonder why they snoozing It’s a shit show and you don’t know the half In this strip show they all show they ass Mercantile standards Cotton, niggas, Cameras placed in front of you And you ain’t know the damage I tap into my dome alone Creating masterpiece You shoe shining Niggas Smile when massa speak We are not the same Lame, Get off my ding a ling Strange How You for the culture But you always run to vultures These Vladimir types that help to self destruct us So I on fucc with rappers Whether conscious or not We are compromised Type to help Malcom get shot Roman circus, emperors Feed the lions To distract us People cuz times is trying Yea Shed tears ideas for panacea Bronze medalist niggas Nobody cares Im here to give’em truth , and how we rocks Its a bop Courtesy of Enoch Buy black owned Black soap to clean earth Black Soap to heal the hurt Black Soap to cleanse the dirt Black Soap is in the work
3.
This Ukraine theater And Russia on the prowl Wow some days it’s hard to find my smile How The sun’s still beaming on his child wow The sun’s still beaming on us now Collapse the dollar When Africa unite it’s over Morocco to SA The Mali Soldiers Cheers to y’all Adhere to or pierce through all Plo like Lumumba when I speak this thought Freak this art We need a currency that’s ours Forget Switzerland and swift Keep it strictly in house Like continental free trade The diamonds and the phosphate Cotton, gold, and uranium Cobalt to lighten up stadiums Industrialize industrialize All my children time to rise Less consumption more production Grow your own and want for nothing Unify unify You know they thrive of our divide Awake from slumber Hollywood Dayz of thunder Get out get out And leave me to fix the blunder Note to self I will not be bought and dealt Into servitude Free market love yourself No bleaching the skin Blackest melanin you in Longevity’s the race And 1st place you win I am the soil Fertile and I birth your oil Want more hit my nephew The Arab boss I sample sun, red earth and looped the moon That gave you sky as the limit For that constant boom Just know it bust And when it does In god we trust sea goddess Mermaid like that’s black like us Sunset over Tangier The mood is set Fuckin beautiful Look at all the eyes we get The deeper they dig The blacker it gets Unite the land The stage is set Dark cloud over Egypt Heated, wasn’t black enough Leave it up to them they denying us Hide they face and use my hands Invisible boy to miracle man French maid, maiden name or medal honor Beholding to them and what they wanna (nah) The yellow man’s here is cuz of claustrophobia Back in his home for me there’s phobia Imperialist greedy and gung ho Free the Sahel We don’t need no more symposiums Alphabet boys The boys nosy dem USD to xof (death) France Afrique IMF the debt PSA To USA Respect, the debt finessed Is you in need? SOS yes They want my flesh Exploit my fesse bet Gold Dinar Oh my God (Yes) The west they stressed White man’s wig on black mans head is death White Jesus for Africans is death France Afrique ImF death Respect the debt finesse Is you in need? SOS yes They want my flesh Exploit my fesse bet Gold Dinar Oh my God (Yes) The west they stressed
4.
Kool Moe Dee 02:49
Guess who’s next to shoot I execute my right to bear arms You better move My sharp African spear harm Any rap cat in close range Feel the most pain Get ya clothes stained Cus I’m far the most sane The most deranged still hold the same Word that I’ll blow ya frame High caliber raps are known fold ya brain I represent Where the sun rise first No need to carry heat The verse scar body parts well. Its the intellect I spit well I eclipse hell with these clouds of darkness Regardless tho my ship sail I was dancing y’all aint here the music In my head its crazy Don’t make me do it Ok corral Quick draw like blao That nigga foul This shit wild Kool as moe dee How ya like me now Boy King Came off porch And jumped fence Hopped in a space ship Ain’t been back since My defense Hit the gas so hard Bent Corners of that exosphere where I ascend Makes sense I’m a space cadet gent Planetary drift, it shift When I vent Im him God is back They caught wind Flyboy in chocolate milk I fall up New day Homeboy found a new ray Beam on a nigga cus sun he don’t play Thats me Son of a linguist and Prince I tilt my crown and do my thing That’s it Ok corral Quick draw like blao That nigga foul This shit wild Kool as moe dee How ya like me now Yo lets bring back 3 verses Writing cursive Then take land like Louisiana purchase Bless the natives Cus they was there That’s the Indians The Mexicans of yesteryear Bad analogy But I made it rhyme Self portrait of the artist Now to current time And the baddies, they on it now She want a zaddy But I’m married with a golden child Push the pen Ok corral Quick draw like blao That nigga foul This shit wild Kool as moe dee How ya like me now
5.
Deep in my feels Up in the a.m Tryna make work outta the mayhem A place to exist and be you Catching a vibe My father’s room A nest to rest but still an office Hours and late, I’m still a novice African art and many books A table and fan To out the jux This place here is meditation Surrounded by wealth of information Ying and a yang They call balance Smashed a few dimes Up Up in this palace Not to objectify them in song But I love women No right or wrong Just like weed Gods creation Follow Unfollow New age relation Over minimal beats I catch wreck Using old school slang Cus what’s next Nothing new under sun That’s correct Everything that live revert back Magic and Spirituals up in the booth ion like how they did Ye for speaking truth the black voice is owned where is the lie at? bet Revolt warn a brother to try that A singular voice on our own Ghost busters touch ya when alone thats why these niggas scare as heck to rap about more than sex and death and ya lil chains you exist I know for long they denied you this So i don’t blame the artist its modest where they came from the pain, the filth vials that derailed some so familiar this long line of servitude from indentured to endangered reclining dude love the arc because its us too Modern art and ugh what a breakthrough House of cards fall a Babylon play joker smile, wild that be all day padded rooms, tuned do what i say costumes, coons its all cosplay We must set forth before the dawn At the devil casted 7 stones tribals marks on head of bronze son, we was Rome before the guns, nuns priest cant teach a folk none Run, speak and reek of dope huh? dumb stupid freak of flow hum sumthin may they feel it wretched of the earth fanning idols on a ceiling appealing to whom and what objective is the killing of everything indigenous positioning they theories diabolical to the hair follicle thats why hitler stache is what they rockin (true) democracy in Greece peace, we don’t believe in that the land you gave you took and tryna sell it back so sinister words of minister As the judges jail me while alive Will posterity fail me When I die You never know some things are why These giant roaches fucking fly
6.
Return me to source from what I came The land, people and what’s my name Color me black or just a nigga The man, the whips, and how it triggers The way I look at all of y’all In my eyes you see withdrawn Pain is life and that is for sale What you see is what you get That’s just because it’s real From the field,, over hill Through the valley Wa surviving in the ville Hey it’s your brother Look here I’m sorry I sold you to the white man Without the knowledge How you would suffer It was bidness Thinking money I was greedy What a sickness know you bitter Prolly hate me I would too if I’m was you Please forgive me For the slaughter You went harder I will never hide the truth from your daughter Now you’re sorta Living martyr How you made it through the shark infested water To repel ghosts I was shell-toed Stepping to that concrete jungle That Melle Mel wrote Broken glass Everywhere you path You can enter or refrain There’s a lesson hearing that Fearing that Power in a class Its illegal to be woke So they burying the facts As they sheep Children of the beast Its was getting kinda crazy So I had to travel east Kiss the sun Wind is like my drum How I use the the turbulence To pay the rent I am song Know you feel it This is freedom in a psalm Know you feel it this is freedom.. He who is brave don’t play the coward He who is coward don’t play the brave The world is a stage for they parade Are you a slave or entertained Either way the show was paid Keep on scrolling to the grave Bartered souls is up for sale I hope its worth all you gave Observe Conflict on the scene The privileged ones And what it means Entitlement to own space That is to be white in this place As they Cancun for spring beak I stayed home and said grace Drunk on boats They gave chase Surrounded a brother with they hate They want music press play amped up Ye on All Day Bro will swim to meet me Folk don’t play bout me Catch these hands and plus feet Me no surrender, no retreat Viral viral Its a fight Digital land In black and white Viral Viral It’s a fight Seem to be my whole damn life Unite and fight this melodrama (or else) Im folding white chairs in Alabama
7.
Bad Religion 02:41
Yo its rare that I get a beat from Dave so imma freak it Speak about the gods from Kemet to William Griffin jr There is not another must be sniffing Sooner, bouta drop a jewel about the teachings Im a student truly Coolin in this day and age I get over like a preacher speaking frequencies Sound matter, town gather phony industries can’t compete with precolonials and prophecies Orisha Oluwa who are the Gods of me (Who are they?) What if God was a human right activist She prolly give’em hell And a whole ass to kiss All black, is that sadomasochist no perversion or bible verses I mastered this Critical lens for critical mass Curricula bought The state is an ass Every word on the page is like a like a letter to engage To diss Israel as a state is not in hate Can’t joint the circus I know my purpose and why I’m here I am blessed off the grid Stres, i disappear Breaking of simulation Too many men are hating Deep in the claws of jaws of fuckin Satan baiting Debating great debaters Ravers of a faux crusader Its hard candy Sweet to kill you now and later You losing teeth from treats No god can come and save ya (No one) Fuck a missionary And the cross you carry You meant well? Blind faith and blood you married To enslave a nigga In the name of God So the face you worship is your oppressor Odd you turned the other cheek To hear your massa speak Obey your lord he walked you into a baptist tree What is allah’s guilt? I said Islam in deed Cuz alll of that exploited me upon discovery God is big business And men in chains too My true religion in genes becoming fashionable From Cuba to Brasil Soft, daddy chill Path is open lets toast to Melville Ghetto babies wake up See God inside ya make up That other shit is spooky Spooky scary hours faker Ghetto children wake up See god inside your make up That other shit is spooky Spooky scary hours faker White Jesus black home That’s Bad Religion CIA in the Congo Bad Religion Yoruba thats resold Bad Religion white washed for weak souls Christianity weaponized Bad Religion Every Preacher Televised Bad Religion White Saviors selling lies Bad Religion
8.
Black pimp, ho stroll Scroll to see the faux on a snow patrol No go, bbl lacking But it was nicer back then More real Caught a raw deal when I dropped out Remerged Indie rap star is how I copped out Locked in penitentiary (penitent) chances I’m a marksman Pages full of rage and gauges Dumping out Its hot lead I’m not dead So alive Writings should be archived So alive Jump with no parachute to scuba dive No I wouldn’t These are just the sicker thoughts of my mind Pantomime Its anybody’s guess on why you tryna rhyme Cus y’all be moving lips But I ain’t hearing shit Shut your mouth I do not complain I expose Then bring the ruckus sir I want the smoke And imma light it by myself sir Life of a stepper Versus Devil and his helper I sit atop the hill Wait to snipe the freckles off ya This is murder Ayo Revenge of the black nerds Who hated Fred Durst A bunch of Cul de sac rap kids And posers on the purge That’s suburbia Hold no grudge I never heard of ya Cus who did what, when, and why is only serving ya I’m so now I’m still writing what you hearing right now Modus operandi They’ll be banning what I write down A how to Beat the odds and doubters that’s around you No it’s not a secret Bitch, the book is called survival Children of a lesser got’em stressing God is fresher Spook who sat beside the door The tech is on the dresser nigga Pressure, get’em In wartime he spit’em Calling non believers Bet I’m shittin on ya wisdom In yo head xxxxxx Immigrant Summer Baby #1 stunna How we hit the ground running like Carl and Jackie Joyner From a number runner to the White House that’s a come up She may never get the credit The black woman is a wonder Pain that she Carri Passing every adversary like baton on this track I feel it very necessary All hail the Queen No its not Elizabeth I’ll voodoo that bitch back to like To make her serve this royalty Revenge Fantasy Akin Yai ministries Healing spirits since 19 muthafuckin 96 Purposefully written truly duty to be perfect And in my imperfection learn a lesson So its worth it In yo head In yo head xxxxxxxxxxx I went for dolo No features Just the kid Enoch Bitches Take the gold from the world’s riches Sub Saharan Africa Nuggets outta Ivory Coast Slid out like Mcguyver I’m a riot tho Baptized in Christ Then we capsized the ship Sidis and scholars God is chastised and stripped Of the myth Plot twist We was never colonized Roles reversed and worse they were never modernized Savages Ran the whole town down to ravages Sounds like a certain type of folk Gon be mad at this Black king i’m god Phylicia Rashad plus Keisha from Belly Tell me Who can I trust Not myself I dream a verse then wake to compose the day Envisioning of Mariama’s face Poster made College fling Fresh outta Mali My Fulani queen To watch the world evolve around your grace That is everything
9.
Deep Fakes 02:37
Ambulance chaser Rapper on demand Always on the scene Because that is my brand Always got something to say Because I’m known To clout chase on these platforms Beware of those that fetishize blackness Shea butter and dashikis Preaching sadness A break from pussy songs Everybody tuff gong This is one love Hope road Wah gwan Some sorta absurdist Murder theater gone wrong Opening night Curtain closed the crowd arose A round of applauds For all y’alls side shows Court jesters, child molesters powerful They were suits And bear fruits of labored youth And hire goons Trained to spook the voice of true Ghetto gospel saucy fuel the fossil Against the machine I dream And then I hustle Not a hero, villain or really anything I am everything And everything is everything Smart phone, dumb niggas Some triggers You just gave these apes ak’s Shivers And steer clear Stampede and riot gear Straight zoo bibles leviathan White myth is black dope They high on it white myth is black dope they high on it (jesus christ) Ambulance chaser Rapper on demand Always on the scene Because that is my brand Always got something to say Because I’m known To clout chase on these platforms That’s cap I’m a vocalist, holding text Type golden shit Foxy brown skin That’s him Got beaucoup raps No frugal act you can google that Then let her throw it back It’ll boomerang from here to Bucharest Not the rolling loud crowd Still acting wild We was at the bandshell swell, Passing out Watching dem Daddy Fat Saxx Andre Benjamin Blonde Caesar geezer Outcasted from the rest of men Telecharge torrents Influence Been hitting foreigns With no drivers license How I slide inside of Florence So romantic Opposite of Trump And what Desant is Biden while I enlighten On what to be a man is Something different Than this patriarchy y’all be sniffing Issa barbie world I’m a nigga feel indifference Slightly jaded Walk about the town type Faded, zooted outta mind reminded nothing’s sacred keep ya focus Ambulance chaser Rapper on demand Positive conscious Tags to my brand Always got something to say Because I’m known To clout chase on these platforms Deep Fakes There’s one in each state To trauma bond Drama some Its lit
10.
La La Land 02:32
Gunology with numerology The bullet or the ballot What a conflict Astrology Want outta this space We can’t orbit Want outta this race but can’t forfeit Plot thickens, i need to write faster seed of my pastures baby need diapers And then some My future grandson It’s a ugly world But the paper Make you handsome I like it dusty The drum kit musty That’s Dave on the boards finally it’s getting funky Healer, Heal thyself while you live And then you have a Message to deliver For every doofus pounded out toothless And all the hoochies poppin out they coochie and all the stooges Poppa’d out in Coogi Or prolly Kool G Rapper outta movie, Road to the riches , some stay close to kitchens, chef boyar-keys They push push the fiction, And spoke with diction Hoping folks will listen And Sold convictions Dope and so conflicted La la la.. (repeat2x) A monotone in my voice for mister Elam Tons of guns for the kids But what is freedom Building wells in Africa for the people Charity for your weak deflated ego One nation We stand to praise the eagle Like Jamal and Malik We still illegal Say it loud for the back And let dem people hear it What you hearing is time And flashes of the spirit Like photosynthesis Light up in The sentences Trickle down fuel the body with the medicine. They wanted seats at the table when they let us in I said Nah fuck them crackaz We gon burn it down And build it up With a face on a native crown Visitors they gon know If they take it down Man between stanzas commercialized gangstas You forty plus You need to pull ya pants up Like a bibliophile Get lost in kingdoms Made of paper and ink And greater vision Imagination of life In state of bliss Imagining the beyond Instead of this

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This album was written over the course of an African summer/fall. It's theme music for rebellion, nostalgia,'96. And the cover art a modern post impressionist picture of the artist in his room in Paris gives the idea of the ironic stillness, reflection, and ennui associated with migrants in a bustling city..

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released February 2, 2024

Produced By Enoch

Lyrics by Akin Yai

Mixed By Akin Yai & Christian Ganse

Mastered by Carl Saff & Tom Clements

Art Direction: Jason Frings

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Akin Yai Gainesville, Florida

Born in Ouidah,Benin (West Africa) Akinlola Yai spent his early childhood years migrating back and forth from Benin republic to Nigeria. Akinlola moved to America at 8yrs old and at the height of the golden year of hiphop...that winter Akinlola immediately immersed himself in American popular culture, music and most specifically hiphop like NWA's " straight outta compton" and lyricists like Rakim ... more

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