Catalog: Agueybana X

Bohio LLC

The Warrior EP

by Agueybana X

Released 2016
Bohio LLC
Released 2016
Bohio LLC

The Warrior EP is a teaser for the upcoming album Warrior, Poet, King. This EP contains 7 songs, with the 7th song being a bonus song depending on which distributor you buy the EP from.

  • 01:43 Story Lyrics
    El Tiburon

    El Tiburon

     

    Yo ,words start to form

    takes a little moment till they start to swarm

    take a long hard look, make it nice and long

    I drop bombs when I rock but I'm nice and calm

    to make a long story short, the full support I'll court

    but never compromise my sense of worth

    and even if I never get a mic in the source

    its no loss cause I'm still the boss, of course

    Its Agueybana X and I'm next to flex on it

    you can say I'm blessed, but lets be honest

    innovative breaks, created like sonic powered earthquakes

    that shake the plate tectonics, but wait

    as I wake in the break of dawn, in the early morn

    and I take a yawn

    and my ears start to bleed, have to change the song

    everybody wanna rhyme blind, deaf, and dumb

    now bring it on, I dont want to say your name

    but ya'll corny ass rappers all sound the same

    got me feeling like I'm hating the game and its no shame

    but what else is left to blame

    but if the fame be the cause, then you know it is

    now these mutherfuckers lost on this glowy shit

    you wanna floss but I'm showing you the flow with this

    and you know the A X got soul with this

    El Tiburon

     

    Yeah ya'll simple mutherfuckers aint ready for this

    Ya'll cant anticipate my next move, Warrior Poet King

    Coming through in the L.V, This the E.P.

    I'm lowkey but keeping it hot in these streets

    Agueybana X

     

    Bohio LLC 2016

  • 02:36 Story Lyrics
    Jibaro Soul - Bohio Mix

    Jibaro Soul

    Yeah, New for the 215, Jibaro Soul

     

    This how my story goes, look into the depths of my soul

    inner connected but I'm feeling like I'm losing control

    this inner rage burns, every day I learn to contain it

    this world picture we painted, feels like all the good is tainted

    maybe these words I rap is just for me to explain it

    imagine that... these old cats coming to claim it

    cause its only entertainment, that's how they sell it to shame us

    hoping that we make it famous and the money would tame us

    so why we slaving for these fiends, who act like they made us

    and play the victim for the state apparatus, asking why God hate us?

    living the struggle, sounding cliché and outdated

    the simplest of words, paraded profound and innovative

    I only wonder how much longer I can take it

    this inner rage is growing stronger and stronger, I get impatient

    but keep calm, hope I never get complacent

    represent the red path and try to fight the temptation to stray

    from my word, these days its seems absurd but face it

    I may be ancient but I'm straight with the lyric arrangement

     

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway and yo!

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway...

     

    I bear my soul on paper, and let the rhythm take control of my nature

    I paint a different sort of picture, but I'm with ya

    Like an epiphany in how these words I speak will hit ya

    its so profound in how the situation seems to fit ya

    I stand calm, keep the serene and try to live out my dreams

    it seems I fall into the schemes of fiends

    and doing things, still coming short of the cream

    and, now, I simply wonder what the next day will bring

    and how, I keep it together and weather the storm ahead

    I gets no love, people judge me by words that I said

    its hard as hell to keep these negative thoughts out of my head

    and take account for the blood, sweat, tears that I shed

    it seems irrelevant, can't tell if its ever gonna change for the better

    And these days its now or never

    so I pray, and stay humble and grounded

    on this red path I founded, with the spirit of warriors around it

     

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway and yo!

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway...

     

    Yeah, That jibaro stylee, new for the 215. God bless ya'll, and I'm out...

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2015

  • 03:59 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Soul Asylum Mix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 03:52 Story Lyrics
    Aguamobagua - Bohio Mix

    Aguamobagua (Sound the horns)

     

    Get it X, Its time to get it in!

    Q style! its time to get it in!

    Get it in X! Its time to get it in!

    Westward! Its time to get it in

    Soul be controlling the flow, I know, given the moment

    Its bold, saying its time to get it in..

    You hoping for original stylee and praying

    you wanted something different, well yo! here it is...

    Now Bo, on them boards, bro cut loose and press go!

    off a rhythm I produce

    you know you cant keep your body from moving around to this

    Q spin the records cause they loving the sound of this

    cause there never been a run like this, no one like this

    who's out to get it done like this

    got a rhythm I'm committed to get through for those

    who wanna live in the moment of now, I cant miss, so...

    tighten up your kicks, get on the floor

    this that real shit, for those who like it raw

    had to be the one to shatter the assumption

    that you cant get down, still say a little something

    now lemme show you how we MCs move the crowd

    this the moment we growing and showing all out

    no doubt, we about knowledge born

    how we rep the true school in classic form, sound the horns!

     

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    to the East, lemme show my love...

    to the West, lemme show my love...

    to the North, lemme show my love...

    and to the South, lemme show my love...

    for the world above, its all love...

    and to the world below, its all love, yo!

    inner connect with the soul is central...

     

    Lets keep this going, baby!

    Lets keep this going, baby!

    lets keep this going, baby!

    lets keep this going, yeah...

    think about the music we use in such a way

    the ill effect is like we're losing our souls, (its alright)

    the remedy I propose for those who doubt,

    knowing that the rhythm takes control of your soles (like all night)

    Now question, have you ever felt like this, I feel blessed

    just to get this off my chest

    I guess the whole context is there is there no sense warning ya

    soulless imitators want a peek at the formula

    peace, love, unity and having fun

    this the elements for which hip hop begun

    the elegance of my style and concept

    is how we take it there again and again (surprise, surprise)

    with my lexicon, that we blessed upon

    you in a text, for some they perplexed upon

    few wanna guess, but the best is yet to come

    jump to the rhythm we coming to get funky...

    and its something, from my mind, I do me

    Style upon style upon style upon style

    you can bet that I'll never conform, I'm like the eye of the storm,

    I sit nice and warm, yo, sound the horns!

     

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    to the East, lemme show my love...

    to the West, lemme show my love...

    to the North, lemme show my love...

    and to the South, lemme show my love...

    for the world above, its all love...

    and to the world below, its all love, yo!

    inner connect with the soul is central...

     

    Bohio LLC 2015

  • 02:47 Story Lyrics
    Seven Directional God

    Seven Directional God

     

    Yeah sounds like my man went back to the motherland on this one

    Its all natural, its like breathing

    Yeah, Hip Hop to the fullest extent

    Mr Ward, Agueybana X, going in

    Hold tight, strap in

     

    Cause I'm that Ill Philosophic, and I'll spit subliminally caustic

    Raw shit for these cats who thought I lost it

    Still classic with these rap hits

    Speak the weight of gold bars, you still paying off plastic

    Upon the blast, the moment I'm getting into ya

    Venomous, ominous, I mean theres nothing quite simular

    Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center

    You gotta rise to my cause, I'm still better than ever

    Whether or not you believe is ilrelevent

    The verbal architect coming correct with intelligence

    And elements of my game remain salient

    The elegance of name, is just another way of telling it

    I'm Cruz-defined, now who's the mind, the lyrical

    Spiritual monolithic manifested physical

    I'm blessed, obvious, can't you see?

    I'm still shitting on MCs as proof of my divinity

     

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

     

    It's kopestic how we said it, we dead it, this whole wax poetic

    Dropping bars like the ancient vedics, we shred it and meant it

    Ya'll know, its the A.X. coming through, and you dont know what to do

    Looking at me like you confused

    I spit truth on ya, its hard to copy

    The chaos I cause like Fibonacci, I get raw

    And its the damndest thing ya'll ever saw

    Dropping science like the Final Call, pride comes before the fall

    For all you wanna be ballas and rap dons

    Time to bring that street fighter like CAPCOM

    And bring that motherfuckin ruckus like the Wu

    And I got attitude, the A. X. is doing what I have to do

    Spitting jewels since 86, this my Hip Hop fix

    The rhyme architect on some street bullshit

    I'm vexed, cause theres like nothing else to do

    Yo, I blessed this booth and the rest is left in destitude

     

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

    (Seven Directional God, I'm still centered to center)

     

    Monkifarus, Quan-Tut , Quique Cruz, Flo, Ronin Ali

    Mr West, Rock G, DJ Reese, Big Bino, Bo Trackshack

    Alonzo, Will Fisk, Mr Ward

    Yes ya'll you gotta know

    AWOL's the squad

    AWOL's the squad

    The BAP

     

    Bohio LLC 2016

  • 01:51 Story Lyrics
    Aztec War Poetry Pt 1

    Aztec War Poetry:Part 1 (Hatuey's Lament)

     

    Living the Urban Paradox, Everything is Everything

    Shadowboxing spirits and thinking life is a dream

    Like a child at play, I used to sway in waters of Mother Atabey

    I thought I said what I had to say

    Did what I had to do, shifted my attitude

    Like I'm mad at you, I ain't jokin cause I'm through

    With token soft words spoken, Hoping my soul is awoken

    My sword is broken, The gates of Heaven are left wide open

    Provoking me to rise, I'm energized

    Blindfolded over my eyes, See the world for its lies

    Chained to the Tree of Life, in darkness, used to see

    With a scar, over where my Third Eye used to be...

    Now its hard for me; truthfully, I wanna cry

    while the marches of battle echo through my mind like a lullaby.

    Was asleep, but my soul never rested. words manifested

    By the blood of kings past, I stand tested

    Now I get it, I was the soldier that Heaven rejected

    Now my Seven Directional Swordform is perfected

    My whole being is aesthetic, The Warrior Poetic

    I'm eclectic, My dialect is electric

    By any given metric, Now I'm storming the gates of Heaven

    With my bredren, like its the battle of Armegeddon

    This Red Path I'm living, I'm testing the will of men

    Who survive these wardrums, got me feeling I'm alive again...

  • 04:50 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - CDBaby Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Dangerzone Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

NOTES

El Tiburon, Seven Directional God and Aztec War Poetry Pt 1 (Hatuey's Lament) is not available on the upcoming Warrior Poet King album.


The Ill Philosophy - CDbaby Remix is available through Cdbaby purchases


The Ill Philosophy - Dangerzone Remix is available to our fans free on Reverbnation or through purchases of The Warrior EP on iTunes, Amazon, or Spotify.

Jibaro Soul - Single Release

by Agueybana X

Released 2015
Bohio LLC
Released 2015
Bohio LLC

Jibaro Soul is a gritty, yet intellectual, NO nonsense rhyme about life as seen through the eyes of Agueybana X! This is the 3rd single release and is featured in all versions of the The Warrior EP.

  • 02:36 Story Lyrics
    Jibaro Soul - Bohio Mix

    Jibaro Soul

    Yeah, New for the 215, Jibaro Soul

     

    This how my story goes, look into the depths of my soul

    inner connected but I'm feeling like I'm losing control

    this inner rage burns, every day I learn to contain it

    this world picture we painted, feels like all the good is tainted

    maybe these words I rap is just for me to explain it

    imagine that... these old cats coming to claim it

    cause its only entertainment, that's how they sell it to shame us

    hoping that we make it famous and the money would tame us

    so why we slaving for these fiends, who act like they made us

    and play the victim for the state apparatus, asking why God hate us?

    living the struggle, sounding cliché and outdated

    the simplest of words, paraded profound and innovative

    I only wonder how much longer I can take it

    this inner rage is growing stronger and stronger, I get impatient

    but keep calm, hope I never get complacent

    represent the red path and try to fight the temptation to stray

    from my word, these days its seems absurd but face it

    I may be ancient but I'm straight with the lyric arrangement

     

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway and yo!

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway...

     

    I bear my soul on paper, and let the rhythm take control of my nature

    I paint a different sort of picture, but I'm with ya

    Like an epiphany in how these words I speak will hit ya

    its so profound in how the situation seems to fit ya

    I stand calm, keep the serene and try to live out my dreams

    it seems I fall into the schemes of fiends

    and doing things, still coming short of the cream

    and, now, I simply wonder what the next day will bring

    and how, I keep it together and weather the storm ahead

    I gets no love, people judge me by words that I said

    its hard as hell to keep these negative thoughts out of my head

    and take account for the blood, sweat, tears that I shed

    it seems irrelevant, can't tell if its ever gonna change for the better

    And these days its now or never

    so I pray, and stay humble and grounded

    on this red path I founded, with the spirit of warriors around it

     

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway and yo!

    This Jibaro Soul flowing deep inside of me

    gotta be from God on high, so lemme try to be

    wise to the roots, and build truth with the words that I'm saying

    that how I'm living everyday in everyway...

     

    Yeah, That jibaro stylee, new for the 215. God bless ya'll, and I'm out...

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2015

NOTES

This version is mastered by BoTrackshack and is featured in all versions of The Warrior EP.

Aguamobagua (Sound the Horns!) - Single Release

by Agueybana X featuring Mr. Ward

Released 2015
Bohio LLC
Released 2015
Bohio LLC

Aguamobagua (Sound the Horns) is a high energy rhythm with the intricate poetry style of Agueybana X featuring Mr. Ward! This is the 2nd single release and is featured in all versions of the The Warrior EP.

  • 03:52 Story Lyrics
    Aguamobagua - Bohio Mix

    Aguamobagua (Sound the horns)

     

    Get it X, Its time to get it in!

    Q style! its time to get it in!

    Get it in X! Its time to get it in!

    Westward! Its time to get it in

    Soul be controlling the flow, I know, given the moment

    Its bold, saying its time to get it in..

    You hoping for original stylee and praying

    you wanted something different, well yo! here it is...

    Now Bo, on them boards, bro cut loose and press go!

    off a rhythm I produce

    you know you cant keep your body from moving around to this

    Q spin the records cause they loving the sound of this

    cause there never been a run like this, no one like this

    who's out to get it done like this

    got a rhythm I'm committed to get through for those

    who wanna live in the moment of now, I cant miss, so...

    tighten up your kicks, get on the floor

    this that real shit, for those who like it raw

    had to be the one to shatter the assumption

    that you cant get down, still say a little something

    now lemme show you how we MCs move the crowd

    this the moment we growing and showing all out

    no doubt, we about knowledge born

    how we rep the true school in classic form, sound the horns!

     

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    to the East, lemme show my love...

    to the West, lemme show my love...

    to the North, lemme show my love...

    and to the South, lemme show my love...

    for the world above, its all love...

    and to the world below, its all love, yo!

    inner connect with the soul is central...

     

    Lets keep this going, baby!

    Lets keep this going, baby!

    lets keep this going, baby!

    lets keep this going, yeah...

    think about the music we use in such a way

    the ill effect is like we're losing our souls, (its alright)

    the remedy I propose for those who doubt,

    knowing that the rhythm takes control of your soles (like all night)

    Now question, have you ever felt like this, I feel blessed

    just to get this off my chest

    I guess the whole context is there is there no sense warning ya

    soulless imitators want a peek at the formula

    peace, love, unity and having fun

    this the elements for which hip hop begun

    the elegance of my style and concept

    is how we take it there again and again (surprise, surprise)

    with my lexicon, that we blessed upon

    you in a text, for some they perplexed upon

    few wanna guess, but the best is yet to come

    jump to the rhythm we coming to get funky...

    and its something, from my mind, I do me

    Style upon style upon style upon style

    you can bet that I'll never conform, I'm like the eye of the storm,

    I sit nice and warm, yo, sound the horns!

     

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    Now we gonna take it back to where it began...

    tonight we're gonna party like its the worlds end...

    for the moment we can put all the drama aside, we all friends...

    to the East, lemme show my love...

    to the West, lemme show my love...

    to the North, lemme show my love...

    and to the South, lemme show my love...

    for the world above, its all love...

    and to the world below, its all love, yo!

    inner connect with the soul is central...

     

    Bohio LLC 2015

NOTES

This version is mastered by BoTrackshack and is featured in all versions of The Warrior EP.

The Ill Philosophy - Single Release

by Agueybana X

Released 2014
Bohio LLC
Released 2014
Bohio LLC

The Ill Philosophy


True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Soul Asylum Mix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:00 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - Dangerzone Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:50 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - CDBaby Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

  • 04:02 Story Lyrics
    The Ill Philosophy - BAN Radio Remix

    The Ill Philosophy

    True Warriors are the ones who are willing to step up and take a stand and become the change they wish to see in the world, and things in this world's gotta change...

     

    Call yourself the weedman but not a damn thing natural

    Your superficial like everything else around you

    You flossin’, hi gloss, poster boy annoying sick fuckin joke,

    Complete with war bonnet and locs

    You’ve awoken an old spirit you can’t control

    Reminiscent of when real niggaz had soul

    And even then I was sounding the war drums, this revolution

    It doesn’t matter where the fuck you were from

    Cause we all living the same struggle as one

    But some chose to be blind, deaf and dumb

    I’m not the one to mince words, I only speak from the inner connect

    Its time rise with intelligence…

    Jokes over, I’m walking the red path

    And shoving that peace pipe up the crack of your ass

    From seven directions, north, south, east, west, up, down and center

    And that’s just for beginners

    I’m different, gifted, rolling with pure lyricism

    I’m distant, beyond all your material ambition

    Cause what you got is nothing but pipe dreams, it might seem your vision need to be clearer

    Cause what you preaching is smoke and mirrors

    Only provoke the inner rage

    cause each and everyone knows that in this day in age

    It’s so simple to turn the page and leave things be

    But that ain’t my style, son, this ain’t harmony…

    You ain’t there yet, so put that war bonnet down

    You just another clown in the industry drowning

    out the real voices of real people, who're doing real things

    with real healing, your too stupid and ignorant to see.

     

    My Ill Philosophy, I’m still cerebral like ancient magic

    Beyond that mickey mouse bullshit you can imagine

    can’t get down with the stupidity that passes

    Cause everyone is stuck on clown-face for the masses

    So I disappeared for years at a time, but never out of touch

    Can’t be a hater cause I never cared about it much

    But coming back, I’m seeing red, and it’s just your luck

    I took your peace pipe and sodomized you like a slut

    So step aside don’t even think of coming out your face

    Cause its always the stupid ones that never know their place

    Could care less what you think about my meager ways

    you one step away from the young shit Justin Bieber say

    Either way I’m too elegant with these words, you irrelevant

    Does it matter if the industry’s selling it?

    Can you tell its evident, choose my words to be eloquent

    Killing it like Fela Kuti, take you out of your element

    Commonsense, you should have known what you trolling to provoke

    It seems like everyone is thinking everything’s a joke

    And hopeless, but I don’t live up to low expectations

    Not complacent, I only grow impatient

    Making sense of this tragedy, I dissect masterfully, dastardly

    It’s only a matter of time and you just had to be

    the one that crossed the line, and this the moment of truth

    So now I have to make examples out of niggaz like you

    I’m true school nigga, before the money and the cars

    Before the gold digga bitches, fancy drinks and caviar

    Before guns and attitudes, before keeping it real

    Before crack, sneaker endorsements and backroom deals

    Before greedy record execs telling you what’s next

    What to do, what to wear, who to love, who to respect

    I’m from when we walked and talked in the dialects of gods, resurrected and

    manifested in the soul of Agueybana X...

     

    You got DJ Quan-Tut on them 12s. This your boy, Killa Cruz AKA Agueybana X on them 33s. You got Flo on them 48s, this is high math for ya'll simple motherfuckers. Peace to the Westward Foundation. Keeping it true to the Elements, Native Pride, Native Vision.

    Peace!

     

    Bohio LLC 2014

NOTES

The Ill Philosophy Soul Asylum Mix is available as a single as well as on all versions of The Warrior EP.


The Ill Philosophy CDbaby Remix is available on the Cdbaby version of The Warrior EP.


The Ill Philosophy Dangerzone Remix is available on the Reverbnation version of The Warrior EP, available through purchase on iTunes, Amazon and Spotify. Fans on Reverbnation can download this version for free!


The Ill Philosophy BAN Radio Remix is exclusively streamed on BAN Radio, not available for download or purchase.