Samax is a Man

spring 2011

I would say Samax is the man, but that’s ridiculous and corny. Samax Amen Randolph is a grown man in Dallas/Fort Worth who makes dope art aka GhettoManga.

Lots of folks from the homie Ofeezny to the healthier Chalie Boy are loving this “Garland Globetrotter” piece he somehow worked up for me for less than a Grand. Ofeezny lauds his work, while Chalie wants to work with him.

Check this post he put up on Ziontific. It relates to the stream of info I’m prepping for you from these two Texas trips. Basically I serviced around 100 buttons to The Nobody Who Knows down there in Austin. If you don’t know what The Nobody Who Knows is, or, should I say, who they are, just ask me.

[ that was a lotta commas… ]

If you’re reading this, you’re probably one of The Nobody Who Knows… (dap)

How Are You Enduring?

“Tell ’em I’m doing fine / Tell ’em I’m doing great / They remember the Mister / Now it’s Minister Blakes / Tell ’em I’m doing fine as my fourth week in ’08…”

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[ photo coverage by The Fifth ]

I went to Austin for three days and three nights, during which I got a haircut from Delton on Pecan Street, checked on the house, played Matt‘s bday party (video below), caught up with D and Willette, reconnected with the Extra Plairs to rock the MLK Day Fest at Huston-Tillotson, and recorded a new project with producer Reggie Coby of the League of Extraordinary G’z. That’s a short list, but you get the idea…
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My Bday gift to you

As sure as my mama is laying on my couch right now (and my baby sis), and as sure as I had a refreshing week in the Bahamas and Miami… here comes my gift to the world.

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I want to give you these 13 tunes for Labor Day. It’s the day mama went in to labor, and I showed up. So with no further typing about it, I present to you the Channel One LP on the house, plairs.

Download it, jam it, lemme know what you think. I will not be on Facebook, Twitter, etc., after another 26 hours. I won’t be there; I’ll be here. Rest assured that I’ve got everything I need. I got that. Peace.

LYRICS::Fire in the Firmament

Today we’re talmbot “Fire In the Firmament”, the song.

Not sleeping giant producer, singer and songwriter Dertrick “Fire” Winn. Not Dylan Dylan Dylan who, by the way, spits hot fiyah! Not Grammy nominated gospel rapper Flame. And last but not least… not Atlanta rapper and shooting victim (and son of the lady who manages Gucci, Nicki and OJ) Wocka Flocka Flame. Oh, let’s do it!

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“Fire in the Firmament” is a joint I’ll share with you awfully soon. This particular Fire was envisioned by Dallas-area producer Smooth Sense and features three kings: Chucky Sly, HeadKrack and I.

I believe it to be divinely inspired. My wife says it sounds like a Jazz Liberators song. In the hands of God and/or an alchemist, a lil’ flame can make gold.

Here are the lyrics to my “Fire in the Firmament” verse in 3… 2… 1…
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