Nekaybaaw

HOME01 green litenature blessBIOBorn and raised in Birmingham, AL, Nekaybaaw has been involved with music since she began playing the piano at the age of 6; it was then Nekaybaaw’s love for the arts was born. Much of her childhood was spent taking piano classes, marching band and reading numerous books for gold stars from the library. It wasn’t until the age of 17 that Nekaybaaw decided to seek out a career within the music industry. She was one of the four members of a popular all girl singing group from Birmingham. Opening and working with well-known artists such as Latimore, Kut Klose, Da Brat, Xscape, many others as well as other local artists. Not content with being just a member she began to explore songwriting where she has recorded over 30 songs in various studios from Atlanta, GA to Chicago, IL. In 2001 Nekaybaaw made the decision to leave the group to pursue the most serious adventure she has yet to experience: Life. With a new move to Dallas, TX it was there she fell in love with music production, spoken word and photography. Without putting one creative medium over the other has left Nekaybaaw with a broad range of talents that have allowed her to work on projects ranging from freelance writing, photography to film scores.ice blktime machinerightlooking upaged soulbells&whistlesMUSIC intuitiongreen litebeauty-agateilluminate meintelligent wisenature blessnudeI am the band that caters to your mellow melodic mood. Fusing various elements such as rhythm and blues, funk, down tempo, hip hop to electronic and all the good shit in between.My goal is to sync soulful sounds with ambient backdrops to create a rich yet vivid landscape. Bending many musical genres while altering the visual perspective one track at a time.PHOTOGRAPHYjanelle monaejill scottbrother::pause::little dragon in blue

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janelle monaejill scottbrother::pause::little dragon in blueWORDSa.love...loveloving you even if it hurts. you may not understand my way to your surfacenow, but you soon will. we've left marks on each other.not like scars but marks that last for lifetimes. illuminating the path way towhere our souls will meet once more.a familiar occurrence occurring abouta perfected 360....we are the truth we seek.the change the hopecan cease without action that causes a global shift in mind & spirit. lovewarming the globe. globally.that's the ONLY carbon tax i'm willing to pay! Copyright © 2008 godis9inc. All rights reserved.eye ameye am that eye am!! and sumtymes its not enuff...tymes get ruff when eye wanna just fight...it`s a struggle having to juggle thru time...expanded my mind to bring u along with me...but can u keep up? Abrupt with my flowseye chose to reside in this place...erase that melancholy look from my face...eye am that Eye am...that eye forgot that eye was...so into U eye forgot that eye was...not in tune to me that eye forgot that eye was...Am!...Damn!can u hear my cries at night when Im so full exceeding my capacity?...eye am sure your not aware...eye waited to be rescued but u wouldnt dare come my way...in the darkness eye saw the real me...face to face Up close and personal...we vibed as we held hands only to reassure that...eye ameye am that eye am! Knowing now that it was all planned...im the comforter of my wounds-It is eye that gave birth to the revolution who once praised the Moon...eye am 2 steps away from saving the day without trying...this isn`t about private Ryan...just a constant struggle to keep my soul from dying...luckily Eye carried out the plan...eye am that eye am...eye won the battle of the Jinn by the weight of the Feathertogether Us hand in hand...eye am that eye am!...Copyright © 2003 godis9inc. All rights reserved.....meet me in universal time....moments of .........got me wondering what to do. each key perfectly stroked by letters in the correctspaces. to create complete complex sentences. see it's all about style here. it's what drew me to...whispered your name to the heavens that somedayour words would meet. face 2....pardon my speech as it's minus pause. times a waistin & i'd rather live without guards.moreso within those walls. suga. for you i'd wait till yours have been removed & permission is granted by an. entrance.in trance & engulfed. too full also consumed...our bodies engaged in dance around jargonwords tied. tongue to tongue. suc u lent. verbal intercourse is today/tomorrows lesson. meet me in universal time, collecting ways to stay tuned.granted by her. the moonsunrises in the east...sets in the west...verbs between both coasts find their way to wanting ears & eyes. are you listening?miles away home free grown organically.dipped in truth.balanced &. shall be kept in tune....??see i flip them birds into free fly styles too. let it go free for a while then maybe it'll come back. time. tells all.till then we will write truth into realitiesthat build bridges only we can use as the middle passage.using the sunrise as our guide....reflection in your eyes speaks the language of the moon so we don't fear night! for we know it's to come....pineal glands too intense to not. be in the know. cosmic & eternally condensed, broken down energy. stimulating......growth. play by play....in sync - in love with every note....phrase. bar. pattern wrote. meet me in U-N-Iversal timeCopyright © 2007 godis9inc. All rights reserved.abstract realityengaged in a dreamrunning from truth. scared of realityrelish in the fantasy. & i'm scared of you....butmoreso your actions. you're self destructive. stumbling & falling from badchoices made with an unclear mindstate.self destructiong all over...steadily feeding your face. poisionous darts lie dormant while you find the means to escape. fly fly away to that dream state. ignor ance. move!dance the dance of the fool."you can make it if you try(don't, just DO)"i'm scared of you. & what you might not.keep on doing nothing yet searching for results...Copyright © 2007 godis9inc. All rights reserved."for some moments in life, there are no words"...silence is golden & one of the many stolen moments. words seem to find me in the deepest of places...speaking depths of realism..face to face the writers remain nameless....relying on language. breathe deep exhale/inhale thoughts by the pound to my 3rd. solace in the rowdiest spaces. committed to jargon as they've comforted me when there wasn't any to be found....bound by letters discovered buried like treasures within the mind. sub-consciously stored...alphabatized.creating such a wonderful sound...shhh....as the soul speaks.shhh....while these words creepseep into your pores & cells...no excuseswe battle ourselves..to then blame verbs. but"for some moments in life, there are no words" just slurred phrases for those unknowingly tosing praises..and in who's name is this? annointed fingertips give birth to form new life..inciting new realms of growth.ahhh....as the spirit awakensshhh....the earth shivers and shakesdisrupting our daily routinesas means of repairing the 3rd, with that still"for some moments in life, there are no words"Copyright © 2005 godis9inc. All rights reserved.intuitionelevated movementsLINKSLINKS:::Music Related::ReverbNationSoundcloudYouTubeMyspaceLast.FM::Blogs::Amoeba Flush::Social Media::TwitterCONTACTHOMEBIOMUSICPHOTOGRAPHYWORDSLINKSCONTACT"no longer bound by bars i've created from an unlearned past" mePage-1