Change Starts WIth You!

On May 10, 2012, in Think About It, Videos, by LuckyLogan

A documentary style vignette, this is a visual expressing my views on the lack of diversity in mainstream Hip Hop today.
-Logan P. McCoy

Church & State

On May 4, 2012, in Features, Poems/Lyrics, Think About It, by LuckyLogan

Forgive the brief hiatus. I have been swamped for the past few months just sorting out this puzzle we call life. I sometimes need to step away to gather my thoughts and assess my actions. Without this, I’m just a rudderless ship. Anyhow, I return bearing a surprise.
 
Many moons ago when we used to sell our music on the street, I met a British gentleman by the name of Frazer who said he would contact me to collaborate on something. Years later, true to his word, he contacts me and I work something out with him and his talented crew. This is the result of our meeting of minds. Check it out and let me know what you think.Shouts to @FilthyUKing@shankfist@EL_PERRO_ROJO.

Below is a lyric-graphic done by Fazer to complement the song. It works best if you select more/autoplay and view it in fullscreen. Enjoy!

The Greatest – Morels Edun

On March 23, 2012, in Produced By Lucky Logan, by LuckyLogan

Here’s the visual for a track I produced for Morels Edun a while back. He did a great job with both the song and the editing of the video. This is a truly talented artist with a lot to offer. Stay tuned for more from Morels.

 

Stranger On Earth

On March 2, 2012, in Produced By Lucky Logan, by LuckyLogan

I finished this beat the day before yesterday. Yesterday I was inspired so I recorded this song, “Stranger On Earth”. I like it a lot so I decided to share it. Enjoy!

Church & State (A Sinister Plot)

On February 20, 2012, in Poems/Lyrics, Think About It, by LuckyLogan

Church And State (A Sinister Plot)
I paint the analytical plot of political masterminds.
The elect of yours who mask the minds
Of the masses combined
For more of the common bottom line.
To complete this feat these men must keep your heart in line.
To ensure your feet will follow right behind.
To ensure no slave will cross the line,
They tame the heart, without which you infernally drown down the line.
They liven up your minds
Providing a piece of bread and some wine.
They feed you to own your mind.
They divide and dangle food for which people fight.
After which they undermine the feuding masses to fuel the fire
For their funeral pyre.
This serves to further bring their evil to light.
Calculated since the days of candles for light,
Are these tricks to subjugate all manner of man alike.
Empty stomachs keep the soul maligned or so you’re trained to think.
They know the human spirit is slow to extinct
So to slow your drive they attempt to lynch your will:
I.e. Most T.V. programs are programmed to inhibit your natural skills.
You’re facing a distinct challenge they built, it’s no frills.
Their social engineers write strategy to extort their peers
For the fruit of your land you till ’til it’s theirs.
Listen here, you’re taxed your first bite.
You’re taxed your birthright.
In blissful ignorance your whitewashed minds recite
The credo of greed in blind faith only to die in wait:
Not knowing bank notes bankroll diplomacy
In any and every despotic democracy.
To own the tree one must control the seed.
So illiteracy must literally breed complacency.
Commonplace, you’ll see free thought is spurned.
Since the keyword is earn, freedom is learned.
And on a cross dignity is burned.
To speak anti-these is deemed insanity.
It’s even anti-Jesus to believe in humanity.
You’re taught to deem it vanity
To think freely and speak it candidly.
It’s cruel how the evening news misconstrues
The views of political soldiers in lieu of the truth.
These characters are assassinated by popular public opinion.
In a public of unpopular men with billions
It’s high treason and unpatriotic despite your good reasons to go against their minions.
To demonstrate dominion,
They speak with spectacular vernacular to ridicule your so called misfits.
Your warrior rebels who do all to resist it.
These types threaten the common bottom line.
Regarding your type, they blur the fundamental lines of civil rights.
It’s evil to you right.
Human rights can now slide unobserved. I’m perturbed off course.
Human cries go unheard when no one tries to deter the cause.
These architects of war,
Our dear warlords wage war from all our human flaws.
We’re the cause.
Evil expands from man to man,
Family to family, city to city,
Country to country, till it’s planet to planet.
It keeps expanding til you act your plan to can it.
They is you, listen power corrupts fools:
Who’s to blame, we all know who.
I point the finger at you. God bless you it’s you.

-Logan P. McCoy

Mr. Radko’s First Recording Session

On January 30, 2012, in Produced By Lucky Logan, by LuckyLogan

Mr Radko.jpgMr. Radko!

I just did a track with my new tracking engineer Mr. Radko. This is our first session ever and his first time ever tracking anyone. He is a quick study. This is the result of our collaboration. Enjoy!

MRFS

Faith Immortal – Video

On January 23, 2012, in Albums, Produced By Lucky Logan, Videos, by LuckyLogan

Video Edited by Selorm Denu

Video by Selorm Denu.

The Dreamer’s Reality!

On December 17, 2011, in Art/Pics/Graphics, Think About It, by LuckyLogan

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The Art Of Calm

On November 8, 2011, in Art/Pics/Graphics, Poems/Lyrics, Think About It, by LuckyLogan

The Art Of Calm
I write poems to keep me calm
Under pressure when the pressure
Keeps on pressing with tension
To steal my pleasure
I stay calm deliberately more
When the pressure hits in swarms
Like storms
That seem to never taper.
When saliva turns to vapor
I remember to breathe
To re-channel my chi
Back to my center at peace
Where my sensors perceive
That Life has no opposite
Death is a part of it
Life is the box it’s in
Death is the start of it
Fear in the heart will rid
The heart of true calm
The art of true calm
Is living detachment
From desire’s attachment
Self-mastery is hard work
Though a goal so farfetched
I’ve come too far just
To fetch this art etched
Into the human heart of sketches
To be a true master of it’s letters.
Getting better and better
Just studying the letters
Given this presence
He expresses his essence
Through the art of calm
Any qualm that comes he calms
With the art of calm
He’s atoned with his soul
Now claiming total control
He goes proclaiming it bold
It’s the art of calm.
-LP Mc

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