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RUBY IBARRA || HERE || PRODUCED BY MOOSE

"Here" is the first single off Ruby Ibarra's full-length debut album, CIRCA91 (Beatrock Music, 2017). The video was shot in Manila and San Francisco by director J. Estacio. It features Alex Bruce, a talented 11 year-old emcee from Batagas, Philippines. DIRECTOR: J. Estacio of HELLASOLID. (@hella___solid) ASSISTANT (Manila): Jenar Descutido SONG PRODUCER: MOOSE (@MOOSEthecoolest) Special Thanks to: Alex Bruce, Mike Swift, Kodah Godarzi, The Tenement Kids and to YOHANA SF. CIRCA91 on iTunes: https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/cir... CIRCA91 on Bandcamp: http://rubyibarra.bandcamp.com/album/... http://www.rubyibarra.com http://www.beatrockmusic.com LYRICS Verse 1 No need for introduction, you hear & you know why/ Nose dive into an era where the beats are lo-fi/ I put my "face in a book" 'cuz my people are "profiled"/ We erased from the books and my people are told lies/ Sky's the limit? Go fly! Cali green? We go high/ I mean back in '05, already knew I'd grow wise/ But surprise, we grow thighs, double dose of broke lies/ 'Til we dove in those sides of losin' hope it goes by/ I got Bam to my left and Eric on right/ Here to give a "New America" like Erykah Wright/ Try to take my "title?" never "will" to inherit the "rights"/ Yuh - Tacloban City's finest, put me on that 5 list/ Color out the lines 'cuz "I color" like ya iris/ Hunger in my eyes, this is everything that I risk/ Kill it with my tongue every time I spit a free/ But the work is never done and believe I'll never leave/ Hook 'Cuz I'm finally here, get your hands in the air/ Now the greatest is here, I'ma make this my year/ 'Cuz I'm finally here, yeah I'm finally here/ Yeah I'm finally here, yeah I'm finally here/ Verse 2 If you call yourself a rapper, talk less, and take notes/ We slay "sheep," respect "GOATS," we pray, sleep, and next toke/ We take beats to flex throat, finesse steeze to bless those/ They say freeze! they test hope, we say peace, but stay woke!/ Leave you cats phased to the point I catch praise/ Rhymes turn to catchphrase 'til it starts to cascade/ Product of Mac Dre, Wu-Tang, and Kanye/ Break beats on beat tapes that break necks, we press play/ They say we from the slums where the heroes never won/ But my people always sung, brown faces to the suns/ Kill the satan wit my tongue, fuck the spinnin' from the stations, I'm rotating' 'round the sun/ The axis my mattress, I pass out and pass this, abstract to masses/ Last laugh no practice/ Back to back raps, Manila Noir, bar for bar, homie check the repertoire/ Ibarra with the bars, they sub-par while I set the bar!/ Hook