1. |
Muse
01:59
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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.
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2. |
Glitch
04:12
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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.
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3. |
Ghost
04:21
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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
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4. |
The Broom
03:43
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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.
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5. |
Forge
03:41
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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
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6. |
Omni
03:22
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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
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7. |
Bloodline
03:30
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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.
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8. |
Defiance
04:22
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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
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9. |
Corey
05:36
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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
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10. |
Pilgrim
04:06
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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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11. |
IDK
03:43
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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
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12. |
Be
04:22
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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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