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Indie hip hop artist Devine Carama, along with associated professor Bryan Hains, taught a 1 credit summer session course at the University of Kentucky called "Lyricism & Leadership: Hip Hop & Community Change". The final exam of this 4-week class was for 6 students from different religious, racial, & economic backgrounds who have never rapped before, to come together and create a hip hop EP featuring themes that are relevant ot challenged communities and then donate the proceeds to a local nonprofit.

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released June 23, 2017

Executive Producer: Devine Carama

Production: Producer & DJ JK-47 produced all tracks
Tate Leavitt aka Black Tooth Grin played guitar on track 4

Track 1: Devine Carama, Arisocrateaze
Track 2: Mama Lou, Elli P, Devine Carama Lotta Mae, Xxchange
Track 3: Lotta Mae, Broken Coaltrain, Mama Lou
Track 4: Black Tooth Grin, Devine Carama, Xxchange, Arisocrateaze
Track 5: Elli P
Track:6 Devine Carama
Track 7:Devine Carama, Broken Coaltrain, Mama lou, Lotta Mae
Track 8: Devine Carama

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Track Name: Love Skin Deep & Beyond f. Devine Carama
Intro: Mama Lou

You ask what do I know about discrimination,
This white woman from the privileged class domination,
I naively believed love conquered all
Mixing ebony and ivory was not protocol
But society does not tolerate well the mix
Make black and white stay absolute in their bag of tricks
This pathway is the easiest to make sure
That the have nots do not muddle the haves pure

Verse1: Elli P

Half white
Half black and proud
Daywalker
All strength
nothing weak endowed
In a room full of either I stand out in crowd
can't keep these thoughts to myself
I'm thinking out loud
Too black to be white
To white to be black
I'm a biracial baby and y'all need to relax
Coffee or the cream
Vanilla or chocolate cake
According to this form there's only one I can take
I'll tell you this I'm a hybrid not an other
So I'll pull my pen out and mark down that I'm a brotha
In the winter I'm light as the snow, covered ground
in the summer crispy brown
some don't vibe with the sound
Black friends used to say
"Aye why you talk white?"
White friends say
"Dude wear your sperrys tonight.
I'm kind of scared to say,
but don't wear your new j's.
They look cool but it's not the time and place.
Oh.. and don't use all that slang, we need to act think and talk the same
When it comes to meeting parents man I give them a fright
They're super salty ‘cause a black man tells her good night
Now we've both been put in awkward positions
I have nothing but good and wholesome intentions
But their problem stems from my melanin condition
Or did you baby girl fail to mention
Her new man is half black
Then they had a heart attack
First time we met
No hug, shake or dap
Scared to death
Had to get out
It's was a trap
Klan affiliated
Do her dirty it's a wrap

Hook: Lotta' Mae

Love all we need is love
That is the most powerful thing
Above all things, the greatest of these is love
So we need to start ridding hate -Not discriminate
Cause love will cure all things
Best believe it’s true
But if you cant love, don’t disrespect me
Then I won’t disrespect you


Verse 2: Lotta'Mae & Devine Carama

Black Queen
They say that we’re always mean
I’m the most undermined, what you expect from me
Have to hold our ground
Cause no one else is around
Hold onto our crown cause soon truth will be found
They don’t want you to know
Know your worth and you’ll glow
Glow bright when you rise
Rise above the despise
Despise hate and you’ll see
See the love that could be
Would be, should be, could be
Between you and me
Me without you
Already existed but who knew
Knew the truth could be hidden
Due to societal views

Black athletes in college, thinking they major is basket weaving,
or only time we getting money sell drugs or tax season/
man I gotta fight these perceptions,
but I fight with my mind when I rhyme,
so when I write it's like weapon/
discriminated because I don't dawn a pale face,
but I smile at a devil experiencing hell's fate/
doesn't matter who I am,
they even sprayed painted NIGGER
on Lebron James home out in LA/


Hook: Lotta' Mae

Love all we need is love
That is the most powerful thing
Above all things, the greatest of these is love
So we need to start ridding hate -Not discriminate
Cause love will cure all things
Best believe it’s true
But if you cant love, don’t disrespect me
Then I won’t disrespect you




Verse 3: Xxchange

Hello, are you listening, is anybody listening
Trump is still in office
So you know that time is limited
Feeling the pressure of the suppression of my religion
Tryna thrive in a system not designed for me to live in
Would you believe that I never been arrested?
Would you believe that I never been on trial
Understand, when you say "nigga" I get offended
Gotta bottle it up and walk away with a smile
I can't react cuz the chain reaction to blasphemous for me to fathom
Just another body added to the pile
Brown, Mitchell, Jackson, Gray, Rice, Garner, Clark, Loggins, Bell, Graham, Smith, Trayvon Martin
Last names of the black slain
I'm mad angry
Lord, take care of the souls that have fallen
My white friends tell me how they really feel.
Makin America great, I suppose
People don't change over the years
They just find traits to expose
You can hate me, you can taunt me
You don't sit above
You ain't perfect, you ain't Jesus
You ain't finna judge me
It's how I be's,
But the sting ain't a thing to a king,
Agents of Change, Xxchange.

Hook: Lotta' Mae

Love all we need is love
That is the most powerful thing
Above all things, the greatest of these is love
So we need to start ridding hate -Not discriminate
Cause love will cure all things
Best believe it’s true
But if you cant love, don’t disrespect me
Then I won’t disrespect you
Track Name: Mother Earth
Verise 1: Lotta' Mae

The grass ain’t greener on the other side
Global warming destruction leaves no place to hide
What the system fails to see is that when these animals die
The extinction isn’t just on them but it affects our own lives
Trump, you know, that right?
Still yet we tryna fight?
The air is getting tight
The birds are taking flight
Because they know about the show we’ll undergo
It ain’t no joke, so grab your folk and let them know
So, we can prevent this tremendous blow

Hook: Lotta' Mae

To kill, steal, and destroy is the devil’s task
But we are helping his destruction and he doesn’t even have to ask
How we treat this land we live upon is imperative
Or we’re not gonna have a place to stay which means we wouldn’t live

Verse 2: Broken Coaltrain

Your heart is dirtier than water in Flint
The town you represent, got them feeling resent
Collected your votes, then dipped out like smoke and
The people looking bleak
While the levees have broke
We got a massacre upon us
Fed lies about who harmed us
Drinking acidic bottled garbage
Slowly loosing our harvests
When I ask you what you doing looking scared as can be
Your insecure and rather drowned it out with the news
But brother listen to me
The world's full of greater truths
God gave us fruit
Instead we wanted power and lust, booze
You poison our food daily
Cash crops they cannot save us
Mass death of many creatures occupying the sea
Even convinced you to hate me for my beliefs
That what they want seeing ya own as enemies
But which the floods rising
The people see through your lies
Mass government despising
While bees and children due

Hook: Lotta' Mae

To kill, steal, and destroy is the devil’s task
But we are helping his destruction and he doesn’t even have to ask
How we treat this land we live upon is imperative
Or we’re not gonna have a place to stay which means we wouldn’t live

Verse 3: Mama Lou

The owners and masters of old King Coal
Took our mommies and daddies role
They stole our culture and all of our land
Raping and destroying, do you understand??
And when it became useless they gave it back
We could only cope by using dope and the crack
We were left with an absolute nothing
Our dignity now a shell, untrusting
Now the owners of the black liquid gold
Want to repeat the same saga of old
A grab for more land from our native brothers
So pipeline can be laid, but not near their mothers
Promises made of no damage or spillage
Trust their handshake there will be no carnage
Sell those stories like an old western medicine man
The victims, once again, our tribes of Native Americans

Breakdown: Mama Lou, Lotta' Mae & Broken Coaltrain

How we treat this land we live upon is imperative
Or we’re not gonna have a place to stay which means we wouldn’t live

Agents of change, acapella range,
Finding those community unity solutions to

Destruction

Reclaim the land, raise your fists and stand
Promoting the process of recycle and

Reduction

Help our people decrease

Pollution

Help our people find

Solutions
Track Name: Violence of the Lambs f. Devine Carama
Verse 1: Black Tooth Grin

It was a year after the century
A date that was meant to be
For the Stars and Stripes
And booms and bangs
I'm no Joseph Gordon
But let's loop back to the past
Cuz it's time to tell my story at last
Mom wanted to know when I'd be back
BOOM was the sound of shattering glass
Mom was on dads
Like he's takin out the trash
Really all he wanted was his son back
The cut inches from an artery
Was J's fault supposedly
They coulda said they were sorry
Cuz it's still haunting me
But it didn't turn out that way
There was nothin I could say
Runnin outta breath
Like I ran a 50K
But before this track fades away
Exxchange what you gotta say
But before this track fades away
Exxchange what you gotta say

Hook 1: Devine Carama

If you could only see what's inside in me,
The devil trying to hide in me,
My whole I been living in poverty
My only resort, VIOLENCE!

I question, greatness do we fear that?
I got a message but the game don't wanna hear that,
My soul is in debt, and only God can clear that..
And if not then it's VIOLENCE!

Verse 2: Xxchange

7AM
Mama not home, she first-shiftin
Trip over a stack of past-dues, old subscriptions
But holes in my hoodie
Hand-me-down shoes, the shoelaces ancient,
Heater is broken and the cabinets is vacant
Pops stumble down the stairs
Barefoot, so his sole full of splinters
Plus he smells of corrosion and liquor
Blaming me, smack me around, scream
fiending for an apology,
Like it's my fault we living in poverty
Left hook, right hook
Got the knockout blow, ready and cocked
Swollen lip, I can't beg him to stop
His animosity, drunk hypocrisy
Beat it outta me, more furiousity
Milly-rockin me, where's mommy
I'm losing consciousness

Hook 2: Devine Carama

If you could only see what's inside in me,
The devil trying to hide in me,
My whole I been living in poverty
My only resort, VIOLENCE!

I question, greatness do we fear that?
I got a message but the game don't wanna hear that,
My soul is in debt, and only God can clear that..
And if not then it's VIOLENCE!


Verse 3: Arisocrateaze

These are the words of the impacted youth
The pain in their bars givin’ infinite truth
But what’s truly missing are the words of the dad
Who gets demeaned, diminished, when momma gets mad
Domestic disputes aren’t solely one way
The words, the hurt, build up everyday
Malicious intent, she slings anger my way
The shell of a man going to work that day
Returning home with mass hesitation
Passive aggressive behaviors got him constantly guessing
Could micro-aggressions diminish or lessen?
Hopes are dashed with more confrontation
Pressure builds up, time for dad to go
Leaving my life with my future unknown
Verbal abuse – she calls me deadbeat dad
The scars you can’t see I wish I never had

Hook 3: Devine Carama

If you could only see what's inside in me,
The devil trying to hide in me,
My whole I been living in poverty
My only resort, VIOLENCE!

I question, greatness do we fear that?
I got a message but the game don't wanna hear that,
My soul is in debt, and only God can clear that..
And if not then it's VIOLENCE!
Track Name: F.A.C.E. Time (Elli P solo)
Verse 1

Somewhere between the birth of hip hop
And the birth of the crack rock
A single black mother was going through the struggle
Gave birth to fresh p aka my pops
Growing up fresh p ain't really know no better
He knew that they were broke and they ain't have no cheddar
No filet mignon
No gray poupon
Just a youngin learnin to be a man from his mom
A couple kids would clown
Cause his daddy ain't around
But he took it on the chin and never really made a sound
When it came to absent fathers it was never brought up
So Chris and lil fresh p had to make each other tough
One day he got tested
By a streetwise veteran
Who'd already been arrested
Then quickly got bested
It was the first L he ever took
It was clear to see that fresh was shook
Surprise was in his eyes
cause it didn't go by the book
Then he got to thinkin
Curiosity was peakin
Let's dive into his head and listen to his mind speakin
Maybe if my pops was around I'd be aware
That not everybody fights fair
To never back down
To never get scared
Any words of wisdom from his life that he could share
Instead,
He found a father figure on the screen
Watching heart to hearts and placed himself in every scene
He was Arnold with mr.durmand
Theo with cliff huxtable
Made a vow to himself his kids will be comfortable
He’ll teach them to take responsibility and all the other things like the birds and the bees
And how to work towards a college degree
And exactly what a good dad should be
Fresh P



Verse 2

Fresh P is grown now
He just turned 21
Hit the bar with the guys cause it's time to have some fun
Saw this bad lil shawty made him think that she's the one
Shortly after that their Love had begun
Makin trips to Richmond every single freakin weekend
Patiently waiting for lil red to start leakin
Fresh and lil red got a pregnancy test
She came out the restroom with something on her chest
Look fresh, I'm pregnant
You can stay or leave
Ima raise this baby and finish my degree
An in and out boy is something we don't need
We need a real man to stand up for his beliefs

Hold on wait a minute
You thought I was finished
Girl on not about to leave and be a phantom menace
I'm a real man
I stay about my business
My son won't grow up feelin hate and resentment
Mary Carol
MC
The mother and creator
My seed’s incubator
Tried to make me darth Vader
I'm not the bad guy
Real man till I die
Were you thinkin all the stories bout my father were some lies
Ima be here if we together or not
An absent black father something fresh p is not
I'll work double shifts
Clock in on the dot
Just to make sure he has all the things I never got
Now I'm 44 with a son and a daughter
Living every single day as a proud black father
My sons a super star
On the mat and spotting bars
I guess it paid off
Rap battles in the car
Doing sprints up in the yard
Talking life heart to heart
We have the kind of bond that you can never break apart

My daughter is a actress
Attitude to match it
Divas like vocals slash political activist
Award winning poet
Can tear jerk a stoic
When she came out the closet
Happy she exposed it
As someone persecuted
I know that it can be tough
All the looks they give you I know that they can be rough
It can give the feeling like you'll never be enough
But when it comes to family know it's nothing but love


Verse 3

Fresh p,
You were there from the start
You you stuck around and never wanted to dart
Never laid a hand unless I wanted to spar
You're the reason that I even made it this far
You put me in the music from wu-tang to biggie
Common sense to 50
It's something that stuck with me
Snoop dogg and dr dre
2pac
Nwa
Nasty mad and any other joint from back in your day
When I was born you were slightly younger than me
I can't even imagine
I don't even have my college degree
And yet
You set the bar for what a good dad should be
I hope one day as a father
I'm something like fresh p
Never missed a game, a performance, or a match
When it's time to celebrate
he's the one that starts the clap
has a smile that'll light up any room he's in
He's never met a person that could not be his friend
Everybody tries to do their best impression
A few came close but it's just not him
We spend fathers and Mother's Day with my nana
I took the opportunity to ask about my grandpa
they told me he's somewhere out in British guiana
He said that's someone that I'm really not a fan of
I didn't need him though
Your nana she was both
He wrapped his arms around her with some tears in his eyes
Imagine if you will, a John coffee cry
These were tears of joy
No, fresh wasn't sad
This woman right here
She's my mom and my dad
I knew right then and there
That life isn't fair
Our stories don't compare
Because my dad was always there
Track Name: Systemic Structure Destruction
Verse 1: Broken Coaltrain

Poverty gap, gentrify your home
Government check, food stamp
She feeling all alone
Little mama gotta take the bus to third shift
Getting cat called she feeling like she deserves this
Waking up everyday feeling dismissed
Gotta work the three jobs to keep on paying the rent
Keep on making that bread to keep her children fed
Slinging on the side to afford her daily mess
We went from afros and Black Panthers
To MTV, Impalas
To wearing chains, skinny jeans
Draped in vanity
Now Eric Garner screaming 'help I can't breath'
We see the everyday pain of many people in grief
You blaming Marcus Garvey for hate
But y'all the ones who voted for the Alt-Right brigade
You acting pompous and preach
Instead of humbly teach
But everyday living
What you doing for peace?

Hook: Broken Coaltrain

Let the gods sing
Let the masses breath
Teach us self esteem
Don't sell out your dream

Verse 2: Mama Lou

All of our children need an education
To make us a strong, productive nation
But why are the poor and the kids of color
Whose brains have to wait while their bodies get taller
Constantly denied the true opportunity
(pause) To make their mark in society
Until we engage all of our neighbors
In an education for all of our scholars
This achievement gap begins when they are babies
Continues to get wider, now they labelled lazy
Today we have DeVos pushing schools of choice
Choice! For who! The ones with no knowledge or voice?
We know this to be the new name of segregation
Shaking our communities to their foundation
Without the destruction of these chains
Our nation will never make great gains

Hook: Mama Lou

Knowledge is power
Educate and inform
Create a free people
Enlighten and unify

Verse 3: Lotta' Mae

This system that we live in
Ain’t for us living
Their origin, was only given, by forced division
Made us build infrastructure, destroyed our land
Stripped our beliefs, names and said, “you can’t but we can”
Produced the klan, deprived melanin and common sense
Toxic vents, food, society, education. Created ruin of this so-called nation
But when you look at it, who are they really playing? Ha
Well they played monopoly on our backs like we were simple tools
Gained knowledge from us, but then claimed we were fools
That ain’t cool
Unless you see society’s view
Which doesn’t benefit me nor you
But helps this system bring us to doom
It says in the Word His name would become naught
And it did because His true name wasn’t taught
Yahuah, Elohim, Abba, Yah Almighty
The only one that can save us,
Not Society

Hook: Lotta' Mae

Our people are crying
Innocent loved ones dying
This systems structure ain’t for us
We need to unify, fix our minds, and emphasize love.

Outro: Broken Coal Train, Lotta' Mae, Mama Lou


Black Wall Street
MOVE Movement
Brandon Stanley
Daniel Shavel
Dylan Noble
Emmitt Till, JFK,
Martin Luther, Robert Kennedy,
Tony Sullivan, Trinity Gay
Track Name: 3rd Eye Wide (Devine Carama solo)
Verse 1

Pop pills, sell dope and sparking the nine, we've perverted God's gift of bars & rhymes/ In heaven Mike Brown and Sandra Bland are both eating brunch with the Charleston 9/ I know it's not your fault for the environment you were given, the systematic racism filling all the prisons/ white supremacist turned cops serving hidden agendas, executing blacks it's like a modem lynching/ But we gotta find a way to recapture the mission, of our fallen ancestors & restore ancient Kemet/ through these beats & rhymes our black children are listening, but we can't lead the blind until we perfect our vision/ these verses that i rhyme, reenacting what we living, so if you don't like our words then fine, change the conditions/ to many households where the role of man is missing, either dead or deadbeat, or serving time in prison....

Verse 2

People coming together, on one accord is unity,You and me supporting one another, that’s community/we gotta weaponized our minds, for this battle with Satan, we are vulnerable alone, Satan hates collaboration/And the devil hates knowledge,Do well and go to college, because your legacy last longer than your birth to your eulogy/ They try to divide and conquer us, trailer park and the projects, but honestly little separates the ghettos and the Holler/I want the single mama, and the dedicated fathers, The ex-convict, and the hard working blue collar/the marine biologists and those dope with the science, the teachers & the artists and those dope rhyming/the preachers the scholars, to unite as one, and shine a light like the sun, I can see in the optics/ for the next generation we are paving the way, death gentrification we the agents of change.....