SANCT EP

by Bavu Blakes

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Five-track EP

[includes .pdf booklet and music videos]

credits

released 22 May 2012
Produced by Reggie Coby
Vocals recorded by Mr. Greezo,
except Easy Lee (3) recorded by Josh Hack

Sangin by Bavu (2), Mr. Coby (1/2/3), Pamela Okeke (1/3)
Rappin by Bavu (1/2/3/4), Mr. Coby (1) Easy Lee (3), Blaxsmith (4)

All instruments recorded by Reggie Coby
Guitar by Carter Arrington (1/5)
Bass by D-Madness (2/3/5)
Keys by Jon Keyzz (4/5)
Everything else played and programmed by Mr. Coby

Mixed & Mastered by Josh Brochhausen,
aka DJ Sae One for Mophonics

Cover Sketch by Grimnasty of PHANTAZM Co.
Additional Images by Charles Edward Photography and Bavu
Graphic Design by BDix for Kollective Fusion

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tags: austin blaxsmith carter arrington conscious gospel lyrical visual d-madness easy lee hip hop/rap hiphopgrewup jon keyzz pamela okeke r&b hip hop soul reggie coby sanct ep southern rap spiritual Long Beach

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Los Angeles resident and HipHopGrewUp founder Bavu Blakes is a broadcaster, musician and writer who relocated from Austin, Texas, in 2010.

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Track Name: Don't Turn Me Down
how do i say hi after my hiatus / after doin away with rappin to be famous or to make it / i moved to cali just to get naked / for the nobody who knows this is still dedicated to you / but your man voo hit a transition / went in a furnace, emerged with a different ambition / for many moons i've been a man with a double mind / trying to find myself, finally stepped across the line / never mind your attention and interest / it's a lot of barbecuing and running long distance / plus an addiction to implants, print that / if you listen to the disc, you'll get that / it don't take a palm reader or a psychic / and they can't get the glory the most high get / i came back from the dead to write it, and i'm willing to sacrifice it / music is my isaac

[chorus] i left my home / i felt alone / but that ain't the way i'm feeling now / he's in control / he holds my soul / so i'll let y'all know some way, somehow / don't turn me down / just turn me up / don't turn me down

[reggie coby] i prayed so hard, waited so long / where are you god, am i all alone / they cut off my lights turned off my phone / i know i'm right they think i'm wrong / i give my all, my strength my flaws / my blood my tears, my love my fears / my gift my curse, my balls my word / lend me your ears, i must be heard / 'cause to me this is all that matters / as if there was none before, so there will be nothing after / whether triumph or disaster, he is riding straight design / flying, ignoring sirens, waving hi as i'm blowing by 'em / 'cause inside of my mind i'm a fckng giant / and you ain't met a ngga committed to this as i am / who better than me, why can't i shine / i done did my time, now give me mine, and I'm gone

[chorus]
Track Name: Fine/Great
i know somebody asking just give 'em the facts

[chorus] tell 'em i'm doin fine / tell 'em i'm doin great (x3) they remember the mister now it's minister blakes

tell 'em i'm doin fine as my fourth week in 08 / insatiable greatness, i can't wait / clean is my slate, what i'ma create / something to glorify what a man can't make / he make money, and he can make a mess / he can make his best effort to tell ya he the best / but nobody foresaw the sharp left where bavu breaks to the west / tell 'em i feel fresh / i remember frustration, i remember the stress / that was 77 percent of why i left / i needed some help getting back to myself / time to trade it in, me and the world can't mesh

[chorus]

i remember the cab and working at txtag / where's my second album, i had to -ex that / remember thoughts of putting the capital on the map / naaah, that'll never happen but tell 'em i'm in tact

[chorus]

[bridge] fine / i'm doing fine / i'm doing

[chorus]
tell 'em i been handling, doing what i can / and minister means servant, i thought it meant the man / tell 'em i ain't a pastor, still on my preacher raps though / so if somebody ask ya, just give 'em the facts

[chorus]

[bridge]

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tell 'em i'm maintaining, i ain't pullin a ma$e / i ain't duckin the game, i play at my own pace / running my own race with my heart on straight / tell 'em i ran a half-marathon yesterday / for breakfast 10k but only by the grace of YAHWEH / way less consideration to what y'all say / no longer child's play for now / and tell 'em my wife's happy 'cause i'm keeping my vows / never knew what being a nobody was like 'til I relocated and let go of a mic / left my people behind, but found me some peace of mind / i can finally see the difference between me and my environs

[chorus]

[bridge]

fine / great / fine / great / fine / great
Track Name: Eddie Long
ain't no big deal / pretty typical mischievous teen but / breath of fresh air steppin on the scene but / nice guy but sometimes i did mean stuff to my own sisters / pretty much clean cut / only angelic in presence, far away from heaven / no control of my tongue, quick to get irreverent / smoked enough cigarettes and blunts to kill a reverend / by may 17, 1997 / lied to my people, told them i graduated / kept all the gifts, guilt left me agitated / threw away all i built as a journalist / hard-headed telling myself i could rap and make it / new i coulda shoulda woulda been doing both / but chose to do the most / trying to stunt my growth / battled through emotions / hid behind a song / i'ma cast my stones at eddie long

[chorus] eddie long

now my story gets bad, but at times it gets greater / broke into my homie's house as a fifth grader / a way to channel my curiosity for the worst / and i don't think i'm a thief it's some sort of curse / and i don't think i'm a liar, the truth sort of hurts / growing pains, growth spurts / instead of tripping off guilt, wanna be the judge / shed tears over my dirt, see the mud / but i believe god wanted me to budge / content where i was, rapping like a mug / if it made me sound good i would go record it / a whale in a toilet, thought i was so important / talking on a cel phone i don't even own / but i'ma cast my stone at eddie long / wanna feel better though i'm knowing i've been deadly wrong / so i'm throwing my stones at eddie long

[chorus]

been trying to figure out what i got these gifts fa / meanwhile i've been deceptive, a trickster / victimized by somebody else, nope, pride / don't get me wrong when i say i played both sides / not a homo, hardly any punk in me / but as far as missing my mark, i done plenty / for example i have forsaken my family in favor of hanging on the ave / probably blew a quarter mill or a half on absolute trash and not just way in the past / took advantage of producers never paid for tracks / not to mention my investors never paid 'em back / unprotected naked sex with her then i judge her / tried to make some women menage and i'm not usher / these are my confessions, i could go on and on / but i'ma cast my stone at eddie long

[Easy Lee] i wish that i was smarter or i had my life in order or at least prayed harder / like corduroy in water this is heavy on my soul / ... i'm a porn-watching joint-smoking henny-sipping poet from the n.o. / my hip hop credentials in tact but morally my holy locomotive got stalled on them tracks / in the meantime and between time spit the hardest rhymes winking at the cutie in the back with the native eyes / that's a demon in disguise trying to shoot me like a movie flesh and beauty got me weaker than these laptop speakers / lap dance preacher / 7 days without prayer makes one weaker / early bird wordsmith worm in my beaker / sax reed damp jazz birdland features / ill compositions you can blame it on the hand / joe brown gavel swing eddie on the stand / only god can judge me
Track Name: Better 2 Be
BETTER 2 BE

[chorus] sometimes we open our eyes and can't see / the feeling of our heart, inside, with no beat / open up a window outside, with no breeze / and if you know you're blessed, then what's better to be
open up a window outside, with no breeze / the feeling of a heart, inside, with no beat / sometimes we open our eyes and can't see / and if you know you're blessed, then what's better to be, haaaannh…

if you know you've got it then what's better to give / get ahead on your biz, how's better than if / gotta pass down what we put together to kids / we investing in them, they need better to live / and we got all we need, so all excuses aside it takes a man to provide / who's ready to ride instead of playing pinocchio being nosy and wishing / sometimes we open our eyes with no vision / condemning ourselves, feeling depressed / even if you don't feel it yourself, really you're blessed / it's like we say we're alive but can't breathe / believing lies between the lines but can't read / sometimes we're hearing the message but can't do / complaining as if the solution ain't you / think of eternity, spending it beautifully / and if you're blessed then what's better for you to be

[chorus]

[blaxsmith] now, I've been traveling here for a few years, i can cut the tension with a few shears, had a couple rainy days forecast clear, potholes in the road / it's over now, last year / they say i'm getting too old, they're counting class years / not to mention what i've done these few past years / pay attention, listen, learn to what you have here / negative energy's an enemy like a bad peer / so, why you knock it, judging me by what's in my pocket / you tried to hock it, instead of sticking to the knowledge / this ain't the kind of information that you get from college / this is the art of salvation from when you're paying homage / i'm on the right road, i got a light load / getting heavy in the chevy, climbing heights though / i'm still in fight mode, until it's time to go / control your own and be careful for what you're fighting for.