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Saturday, March 7, 2009
{ 11:28 AM on 'Goodbye King of Pinoy Rap (Francis M.)' }


Francis Magalona died Friday at the Medical City in Pasig City at the age of 44; He passed away at 12 noon, due to multiple organ failure “secondary to severe sepsis and secondary to pneumonia.” according to a hospital source.

Magalona, considered as a major pillar of rap music in the country, was diagnosed with leukemia in August 2008. He is survived by his wife Pia Arroyo and children Unna, Nicolo, Francis Jr., Elmo, Arkin, Clara, and actresses Maxene and Saab.

He was a prominent Filipino rapper, song writer, producer, actor, director, photographer, Entertainer and an inspiration to us all. Thanks for the fun you gave us, and for the good musics that you share to us, you will always be our idol and always live in our memories.

Tribute to Master Rapper:

* 1989 Francis M. (Extended of Loving You)
* 1990 Mga Kababayan (E.P. Dance Remix)
* 1990 Gotta Let 'Cha Know (E.P.)
* 1990 Yo!
* 1992 Rap Is Francis M
* 1993 Meron Akong Ano! (I have something!)
* 1995 Freeman
* 1996 Happy Battle (featuring his band "Hardware Syndrome")
* 1998 The Oddventures of Mr. Cool
* 1999 Interscholastic
* 2001 Freeman 2
* 2002 The Best of FrancisM
* 2004 Pambihira Ka (Single)
* 2008 F Word

To Francis M. "we love you and we will miss you."

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