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Bloodline

by Sean Shakespeare

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1.
Muse 01:59
I saw it vivid i give it in form of writtens we bump it they listen Been divided since the death of those that rose and chose to guid us Gather round the vinyl and a stylus Grind till morning shinin No path worth walking is provided The truth is hiding we swore to find it Confiding in like minds subsided from social tyrants were striding Collided in a vibrant plane with time and space aligning Prescribe my rhymes recited breaking silence Synergistic hit or miss is inefficient Fail adjust the mission Fail adjust the mission Sneeze and fix the sickness not the symptoms Seize the minute every instant Strain to see the victor in the victim Where there's dreams there will be resistance Paired to be binary adversaries good and bad whos who, depends on which you ask When the devil in the angel’s mask laughs at engineered confusion, Cut the humor with a smirk and keep it moving.
2.
Glitch 04:12
Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Put ‘em up. Jump if you couldn’t get enough. x2 They’re bored of the same, so we changed the game. Paint the page with a stain that they claim is strange. Two faces, love and hate. The coin is the same. Flip, face it. We came to beef up the basics. From a culture born in a basement. Hip hop, the road we walk, the way we talk. The greats of yesterday paved the way. We pay homage on every stage we play. Stopping’s not an option. I don’t see a problem. Why’re the ones boasting often the first to play opossum? Too much talk in their doctrine. Peacocks squakin’ like clockwork. Proceed with caution. Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Live it up. Give it up. Feel it when it bumps. Put ‘em up. Jump if you couldn’t get enough. x2 Supersede the fundamental of what it means to dream. To attain these things you need a scheme, true indeed. To believe in a better day’s a waist if you lay in wait. So wake and take your fate by the reigns. Hey! Sounds great, start tomorrow after a nap. That mentality is why your sand castle collapsed. Run laps ‘til your heels skin flaps fold back. ‘Til that, it ain’t time to relax. Track-smart etiquette, climbing soft sediment. Meddling in a zone of gnomes dressed as elephants. This illusion alludes me loosely. Truth’s in the pudding we usually spoon feed. PLEASE! Plead the fifth and get a grip if you seek to live for glam and glitz - the social glitch. Time you noticed it. Approach the ridge with intent to jump the cliff. I’m over it. I write like a poltergeist. I scribe my rhymes and roll my eyes with every line. I’m three parts crazy, and one part pay me. Painstakingly waking my generation. You can see the strength in unity. I keep hope for what the truth could bring. We can’t seek our peace in history. The future’s a sanctuary. But I heard hope is a dangerous drug. Where’s it still coming from? Can’t blame the fiend for needing that fix if there isn’t much else for which to live. x2 Be the future you want to see for you. Be the future you want to see for me. We can’t seek our peace in history. The future’s a sanctuary. But I heard hope is a dangerous drug. The sun’s set, and the night is young. We can’t seek our peace in history. The future’s a sanctuary. x2 You can see the strength in unity. I keep hope for what the truth could bring. We can’t seek our peace in history. The future’s a sanctuary. But I heard hope is a dangerous drug. The sun’s set, and the night is young. We can’t seek our peace in history. The future’s a sanctuary.
3.
Ghost 04:21
I've killed the beast within me, My blood has prevailed, I stand before you on this night to tip the scale. All that's sacred has been lost. Every culture's for sale. I translate what is seen in surgical detail. I'm a ghost. A wandering soul in the flesh. A messenger cheating his death, keeping it fresh. Expression is freedom at best. The past is a latter to mind. The future is harder to climb. Excuses are signs you're loosing your mind, a slip at a time. We nickel and dime tryna build a fortune. Passion turns to torture. Crack your mirror, curse the portrait, pay the bills on who supports it. Beautifully morbid, in oribit through the groove that I chose. Keep the ego out my ear, and hold your fears by the throat. No plateaus, committed to living I'm diggin through visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need back bone Limited dreams dont live within me. Infinity's all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze, the image of me. no plateaus no shadows no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones no flack owned I have traveled light years. My blood is a trail. I'm here to guide you to through the stairwell out of hell. The future's cloaked in ashes. The pheonix prevails. I translate what is seen in surgical detail. I'm taking the time to think. Revealing my mind in the ink. I live in the land of the greed. No enemy worthy to see. Livin' the dream is my meaning to breathe. Floating a stream of consciousness, I pass lifes nonsense with a skip and a leap. Ready as ever to be, great, The future i see. Thoughts are built to achieve. Sweat is a part of the feat, bartering heart for the green is the reason this industry's weak, same reason our ignorance speaks. Intelligence sleeps. Honors irrelevant within this hellish parade of false reverence. Immolate hesitance, settle for none, the stories begun. No plateaus, committed to living I'm diggin through visions of cash flow, citizens willing to give in to gimmicks of glamor and riches need back bone Limited dreams dont live within me. Infinity's all I see. Live in the beat. Definitive steeze, the image of me. no plateaus no shadows no slack known no lack shown no rats home no flat tones no wack clones no flack owned
4.
The Broom 03:43
Im faded, misplaced in what my mind is facing. evading being jaded with a leg tied behind my back. On a tight rope with a unicycle, I spit typhoons with a light glow - just to find my path. I'm saying a shadows two dimensional when vacant. Step out of the dark, giving it body doesnt make sense. I'm the type that likes to bring a light when I write. Creative heights tethered to a vice I type through the night. I’m the mammoth in a pack of rampant elephants. Construed with effortless eloquence, no self proclaimed precedence. I write the future in the present tense, share it with my fellowship, Uncut pure pure form, void of the embellishment. Attacking on a mental tip, and i dont settle kid. My addiction frequently is freaking beats tweaking frequencies. My circles free of weak emcees, we speak at ease with the beat. Sweeping non believers under rugs for defeat. Never wonder when the wind will change again. It’s not always the direction your running in. No ones lifes ahead of them, allowed enough time. Be clouded with doubt and you'll find hell is live. x3 I rip it like a prodigee. Weave words into philosophy. Every songs an odyssey, the party’s promising. Born a rhyming oddity, I ride the beat abolishing the tarnished part of heart i see. The rhythm is a part of me. My team’s an entity with plenty beats on which we speak. Styles a reoccurring theme, recording dope for music fiends. Importing potent spoken flows for in your car or at our shows. Boasting not a notion that we need to hold the thrown. I noticed that the folks that have to say theyre holding gold are usually the ones that really dont. So, My nose is to the grind stone. No noise shapes my focus. Turned ghost in society un noticed, motives frozen. Track shoes and tunnel vision, Disregard the distance. Snack food and television, learn to see the difference. Trace the mind fate designed. Fake the pride > face the fire.
5.
Forge 03:41
Build your own Blood tears love sweat stone Pave the road so it leads back home Play your role Convey the soul to break the mold to grow Take control or erode in your woes x2 Wana walk then lets do that True to the old school kickin new facts merch stuffed in my backpack Heard the truth who dat? Second Sub pressin every questions relavence now every rooms got an elephant Blessed with that boom bap Laced with a common mans rhetoric Let it in Head nodding sedative Wake to live Sleeps so menacing I see for what it is try to hold me back from the light i live Im laughin i aint mad a bit Some kids clench fists mic gripped no threats seen I let em swing and miss i've been told by old souls that most goals go ghost They've been sold for false gold these holes dont regrow Live in the beat frozen all red lights mean go Limited means stolen your minds not your own Wake from the field of the drone Pick up and go This comfort zone you've come to know is not your home Build your own Blood tears love sweat stone Pave the road so it leads back home Play your role Convey the soul to break the mold to grow Take control or erode in your woes x2 Red eyed Sleep deprived Clawing at the sky Fingernails chipped and bloody Carpel tunnel from the climb Inches at a time till my wings arrive This is life I demonstrate walking straight lines with a mic Motorbike syllabics No plastic in the tracklist Dollar bills in a packed fist The shows thick fantastic Cop a copy blast it Windows down in traffic This jams the magnet Revolving round your mac erasing wack shit Roppadopin jokers here we go They’re loco frozen focused on the flesh It's all they know Coping is a motion known to do thee master well Break the chains watch them slither back to hell Doubting self is detrimental make it but a phase Breathe in spill the guts and turn the page Defeat is tailor made Wisdom never came because one came of age Running by faith to navigate the maze
6.
Omni 03:22
I've seen the leaders wander, seen a needy people ponder, lean on me believe no beast can be a demon deemed to stop us. Being a king seen as a monster comes with hell and peaks to conquer. walking tall is often hard we keep the beats proper. knocka knocka nod ya noggin with the speakers poppin. I'm plottin profit from cds and moshpit I got this. I'm ducking suckers lips are leaking gossip the city whispers mcees and hipsters I hone and prosper. I'm dodging coppers my complexions chocolate Switch the topic 'cause it's not all is conflict But watch it. I've got fam that's been shot in his whip just for minding his biz that' how it is. I never landed to be crowned a profit. fatigue will often haunt the conscious thieves are watching. I see dependents of the illest toxins this planets a little strange x2 interweaving greed we conjure we've conceived our realest monsters certainly a perfect birth of serpents feeding at a constant I'm seeking options between dead and rich or live and starving artist trying not to tarnish heart to fit a market. Given a sword and swore to keep it sharpened through defeat and darkness, beats spark I'm speaking arson. Bleak thought cheap talk we disregard it blind to stardom mind wide outside the margin time lines alarming climb eat shit then restart it eye the target no trade of wits no bargains run around the continents live and adrift a missile with a mic in his grip. I'm tight in the mix. I never landed to be crowned a profit. fatigue will often haunt the conscious thieves are watching. I see dependents of the illest toxins this planets a little strange x2
7.
Bloodline 03:30
I belong to a bloodline from apart of time being chained and enslaved was the life. Momma raised a smart guy so when cops try to get a rise i recite my rights and stay polite it's sad but im used to a social confusion land of the weary wounded infuse this with tattered ends of movements we're doomed to believe have been fruitless I wouldnt want MLK to see us today 'cause I'm afraid he'd view his sacrifice vein That would hurt my heart in ways I can't explain Theres a reason he didnt see a ripe old age. I'll be damned if I let him and other leaders down So I climb to the top of my town with my sound And I strive to be better in the now our culture survives it's so vibrant no shadows can hide it Real leaders of the people stand tall the smartest are targets, your knowledge is arson, the flame is the hope of us all I walk through flames on a plain of ego and pride show no shame I'm striding with the truth in my eyes no weaponry could ever shoot my ship from the sky it's like telepathy the way i learned to float through the rhyme i etch into the melody a sketch of me you hear to see attack the beat transcending visual faculty I'm glad to be able to speak with my peeps as we plan to build the world the way we see we the people stand steadfast we the truth seekers damned outcasted it happens we're laughing 'cause we had it all along we got along progression through passion we the people stand steadfast we the truth seekers damned outcasted it happens we're laughing 'cause we had it all along we got along progression through passion we live life a little strange to the mainstream grind with the main team rhyme tryna change things divided we dissipate we must assimilate traits we nurse to set things straight some meditate some prey for the pain for me they're one in the same. peep game. leaders of the people stand tall in dark your the reason we know where we are.
8.
Defiance 04:22
I've learned to play my role an old soul with goals to sew closed the holes we've left exposed from the fear we let corrode our motives the world is cold i noticed frightened frozen fighting for the moment broken, hoping deep breaths just keep focused coasting on a notion i opened through rhythm spoken my ropes thrown in the ocean just grab a hold and keep floatin. It's just another storm yet, this could be the one they said. Work, pay the rent repeat till the end. cheating defeat ain't easy, but I believe in it 'cause believing in defeat deems dreams meaningless we invest in self progression is a side effect success is not a question 'cause we manifest it we never saw our strength enough divided by our own pain our bloods the proof were unified and we could build a new age we've broken everything I sift through pieces post apocalyptic gifted with a blessed curse to make a difference we never saw our strength enough divided by our own pain our bloods the proof were unified and we could build a new age we've broken everything I sift through pieces post apocalyptic gifted with a blessed curse to make a difference reason to breathe reason to speak till the people believe leave it me in a scene of deceit distribute the truth through the team the culture redeemed defeating weakness no time to sleep relieve the sword of the sheath beheading the beast peace plate it and eat I seeeee a nation divided oppression fermented in silence festering in the misguided expression is passive or violent people are tired people have have slept people have died people disguise intention we dont decide what side of the field we'll play the bench from united we thrive divided we starve united we thrive divided we starve under the sky of strips and stars united we thrive divided we starve united we thrive divided we starve under the sky of strips and stars we walk with smiles and scars equipped to make an impact our march is intact sprint on these tracks spin wax make folks feel that there it goes again the calling of forgotten voices tryna make amends we didn't fear the end Our cultures been sold getting it back isnt the issue our degradation ensues on the news that we view while our talents are misused and then sold back to the youth the ones that see this are few. sad part is it's true never saw our strength enough divided by own pain our bloods the proof were unified and we could build a new age we've broken everything I sift through pieces post apocalyptic gifted with a blessed curse to make a difference x2 neck deep in dissidence sleep is for the ignorant prolific with my penmanship manipulating manuscripts to manage manic malignant mechanics of our interests in a panic people plan to take advantage of our sisters with hips so voluptuous our brothers stunt their growth as kids walk and watch for heads to knock anything for that cotton knot get caught get your number jumper and a cot it saddens me we happen to be the batteries of and industry where more people in prisons is a one percenter fantasy we had to be divided tactfully so we'd be too weak see this ugly masterpiece of social tragedy united our alliance will define fear within the giant reminded the lights shining with the wind behind us defiance against our lives taken with our silence. defiance reminded the lights shining with the wind behind us defiance against our lives taken with our silence. defiance
9.
Corey 05:36
Was it a dream? a series of thoughts and sensations stirring my mind as I sleep. What's it mean? when your state in time and space is placed in a hate for your race the regime of the 1% subsequent to letting the slave go free feel the need to show people looking like me theyre better, rich, supreme never that stand tall proud and black intelligence to back that better yet Somehow that makes me a threat somehow my existence I'm taught to regret I guess it's best to assess my position they're liars so I never listen oppression designed in this system has stripped the soul of it's victims our weapons are tied in our diction rooted in minds with a vision nirvana is timely and distant or is it? branded a misfit enlisted in fixing the misconception our difference is less than a gift of upliftment seek or remiss it transfixed by the human condition Can't see it then listen look at them move take in the view sitting he drums to deliver the muse I speak with it too people are crowding the room dance with the groove rhythm and mind in unison nothing prove when living to find community influence it flipping assumed stereotypical views can leave the leaders confused what do they do keep us amused celebrity feuds the media use distracting the youth from seeking the truth, diffuse it political moves programing the news used to it They listen while the propaganda festers. Television sets are pathways to the brain in one step. eyes wide, mind digest Tuned the tube of true illusions mind digress choose your program you will be its student I just remember a phone call Car trouble by my self I need some help. It's fuzzy I just remember that phone call... I just remember a phone call Car trouble by my self I need some help. It's fuzzy I just remember that phone call... Open road headed home after the show mind free to roam on its own drumming my roll keeping the groove in control we help the community grow there's merit in bearing the soul I overstand now patience I drive and give thanks in amazement My bond with my family's sacred No one can take this Through love achieve homeostasis We're gonna make it My egos replaced with a raised fist man my engine quit step out the car hood to the engine ajar I need some help Know a bit about motors but really dont know them that well Called my brother and spoke of the trouble I'm in by myself good thing for my cell. all will be well Just a smidgen of tough luck call att for the tow truck Waiting, waiting, 30 minutes but tryna be patient waiting, waiting, for an hour and still I'm not anxious. waiting waiting, wait a van just just pulled up who is this? he gets out hes closing our distance doesn't look like he's roadside assistance. calm converted to vigilance why am I approached by this citizen? He asks am I good? I say yes He's me again I think what's next he steps closer to my vicinity is he friend or enemy? curiosity met hands up drop time stopped
10.
Pilgrim 04:06
Rooted in a movement moving units proving music is a tool i use it fluid slew the fools not coming true with it true to what i do my music oozing through computers choose it when you got an itch for that dirty gritty new legit Got the dynamics of an opera non stop mr sloppy proper puffing crop while the coppers watch us a beacon on the scene you see my city is me casa eyes on that top slot pop spots hip hoppin' groovin when that needle drop a student of the first to rock kool herc krs scott larock they taught us all we embrace the rain when the sun is lost patient that's why were miles ahead of those that run in place anxious when the sky turns black let the tempest turn Our ship set sail with only one concern on a pilgrimage to share what we learned from our beaten steps we aint even finished marching yet bet Believing that im seeing a reason to channel light through my breathing to break the sequence of living to feed the demons that feast on what demeans us we could be the sheep but choose to be the voice of those to weak to speak deemed Phoenix with a gift to gather my people with the wit to battle my ego with the chips to barter my freedom I need release. I'm living just to shatter the margin i see our artists are starving within a culture they started because of cooperate bargains snatching the heart of the market gimmicks and gossip for profit the operations retarded i caught the torch and i darted toward the target im guarded with a pen and parchment going hardest best part is i just started when the sky turns black let the tempest turn Our ship set sail with only one concern on a pilgrimage to share what we learned from our beaten steps we aint even finished marching yet bet x2
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IDK 03:43
Give a little more our souls been tinted from wars sold for pennies no more gold been pillaged from the poor so we can by our love from the store They see bliss in the display like every kiss begins with Kay limit ourselves spending minutes to delve into metaphysical hell where where nones well and cynicism prevail, here people wear frowns because its easy you can tell We sit under a spell Indifference is a demon itself try to strive to bask in tainted light under the guise our 9-5 really puts meaning in our lives we've gone awry it's time to rise I hear the cry of many souls to weak to fight I'm like, it's gonna be alright just keep focused on the sky sleep indifferent to discomfort seeking peace within disfunction speak as if we we're seeing nothing weak because we've been corrupted fleeting is the feeling of success in this conundrum some died with bungie chords on cliffs they never jumped from ridding the immanent discriminant images riven of intimate instances as cynics we're spinning through visions of lives that we wish we were living were kids tryna get a bigger plot in the sandbox seen as purveyors of a life we know not land locked in a grid of clowns and pissed cops tick toc living in the minute a limit is a lie definitive life isn't hard to define follow the light with the heart on the line perspective is of your design respecting your place in time comes without confines of the mind with our minds combined We stride divided we die you can sleep you can wake you can see you can be limited to mind my mind scribbling it line by line oh my you can sleep you can wake you can see you can be never need to find lime light stride with a torch held high im fine x2 catch a vision peep the mission goggles guard the vision for the wind is full of piss close your mouth and go the distance I like beats that break necks rhymes of high caliber In a sea of mcs but rare i see a challanger eyes stay wide to the patrols demise I have none to hide but still avoid the red and blue lights I rock breaks and beer gut dreadlocks and salad bags four packs of pabst sippin craft when i got the cash keep my path illuminated with staining of pages these are statements for the ageless keep it basic Tryna have the vision manifest into creation these i build to unify a nation patience slipped into beast mode light speed tip toe mastered the vice like walk straight sip slow dinner is snake some trade for fish a plate of bone and grit not my favorite dish cheers chew and spit you can sleep you can wake you can see you can be limited to mind my mind scribbling it line by line oh my you can sleep you can wake you can see you can be never need to find lime light stride with a torch held high im fine x2
12.
Be 04:22
We’re in a time where mind is subscribed to the hype celebrities high in the light guide the young and blind in their life when described it seems the scene in divine Idolize those whose dollar signs scrape the sky. I was a child when the wind changed from adolescence til the lessons i stepped in rested in what I represent its crazy how fruition is a gift of vision we get busy symptoms of a twist of ambition paint the city I came to terms and learned the counter culture I earned was picked by vultures burned mocked copied in returned wax to the curb getting slicker by the word the rhyming right of birth not at the grind for perks not grinding hurts seeking self worth in capsule form chokes the soul bashful or boastful extremes balance the end choose your means whos your team choose the dream and don't wake for a thing plant the seed give it light and see the stems sprout to wings live indifferent to the mission fade in distance from your self hell is created my people know the well walk toward a greater light I like to write myself to life I might consider this my vice x2

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Orlando-based emcee and indie hiphop up-and-comer, Sean Shakespeare, releases debut full-length solo album, Bloodline, through the creative collective Second Subject. As introspective and articulate as it is upbeat, this twelve-song personal introduction fuses natural grit and lyricism with a masterful stroke that manages to skirt the conventional loose footing of any new and untested musician. From concept to execution, Shakespeare kickflips in and around Swamburger’s distinctive and often capricious beat production, exhibiting a level of control and confidence quite uncommon for any musician his age. The album also features appearances by Blueprint of Rhymesayers Entertainment, local battle-tested emcee – and fellow Second Subject artist - E-turn, as well as lyrical contributions from Swamburger himself.

Bloodline is an honest and personal account of a young black male, born and raised in The United States of America. As upfront and intimate as he successfully manages to be, Shakespeare also manages to shift away from bitterness and resentment, intentionally framing his present circumstances towards a more positive mind state. He places the majority of his energy on celebrating his roots and culture, and digesting and ultimately accepting the violence that has afflicted his bloodline. However, Shakespeare’s choice to do this was not an attempt to avoid the truth, but rather to exist within it as a conscious exercise of reclaiming control of the narrative. He compares this concept as to being in church on Sunday morning; singing and enjoying the insulation and safety that comes from being surrounded by people that you love. Yes you still recognize the real and rough – and at times violent - world that waits for you outside those walls, but for a few hours you accept the troubled past, the uncertain present, and the weight and stress of the future, to allow yourself to be vulnerable and celebrate being apart of something rich and transcendent – your bloodline.

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