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Lord Hakim opens up his mental family photo album and takes listeners on journey through the good times of spending summers down south in the late 1980's over a slow bass heavy soul sample.

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Aunt Mildred

Mary Louise Glen gave us 2 women, & 8 men
Aunt Mildred was the oldest out her 10 children
Aunt Mildred, Uncle Frank, Aunt Anne, then Uncle Richard
Then my pops that’s Jesse, Then Uncle Joe came in the picture
Uncle Larry, Uncle Bob, Uncle Ronny, Uncle Randy
That was my man, I aint seen him since Build- Understanding
He stayed next ta Granny out on Straight Way Ave
He rode a motorcycle, and kept it front of the pad
Now my mom's younger sister used to live down the block
Across the train tracks, Al & Byron lived on Scott
Before they moved to Texas, we inseparable right
Back when Vonda worked at Krystal's out on Gallatin Pike
That’s my cousin, we was lil knuckle heads up to nothin
Buy three krystals, but look in the bag its half a dozen
Now little dudes is buggin we got food & some change
Down to the yellow corner laudermat to play some games
Hours would change, as light turned to dark
Around the corner watching my cousins shoot hoop in the park
While everybody else was at Aunt Mildred’s crib
Aunties, Uncles, family friends and all of they kids
We Late night buggin, older cousins would peep
Half the block be in the street, playing hide n go seek
In the 80s we was babies, we aint have no cares
Older cousins wasn't playin they had weed in air
Now I sit back & look back like rear view mirrors
Reminiscing on the days of a long gone era
Ayo it’s fucked up, we grew up, don't talk that much
Some did bids, some had kids, we all lost touch
Nothing stays the same, life changes its amazin
Fam that was your favorite, our kids grow up as strangers

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from Born With A Determined Idea, released January 13, 2015

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Lord Hakim Columbus, Ohio

. “My style of Hip Hop is grungy samples over boom bap percussion with razor sharp turntable techniques" “When it comes to emceeing, I’m a thinker I look at it like a published author writing a book, it’s all about vocabulary and being descriptive. The thing about Hip Hop is you actually get hear the novels with an orchestrated background to set the mood for whatever chapter/track you’re on." ... more

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