#StoriesAboutSongs

Produced by August Fanon

Written & Performed by 7X3=21

Mixed & Mastered by Wilie Green

Cover Photo by Tim Fish

I decided for the first time to do a proper first single, rather than just drop a whole project.

“Living Words” is from a 12-song album dropping next month that is fully produced by August Fanon, features scratches by DJMIKEC, cover photo by Tim Fish and was Mixed/Mastered by Willie Green!!

I’m really excited to share that album with you, as I feel like I really tapped into something special on that one. AND, August Fanon has been one of my absolute favorite producers for many years now, so it was an honor to get to rock with him, and I promise you, the beats are phenomenal.

The reason I decided to drop “Living Words” today is because is the one year anniversary from when I first recorded the demo version to this beat. I touch on that story in the intro of the song.

The song’s title is essentially the opposite of the more famous phrase, “dying words”, because these songs I write are really meant to capture my life in the most complete, honest, as well as creative, and expressive way that I can.

The “punchline” here is that people who know me very well could probably tell you that for most of the last 7 or so years, I’ve made comments about my life being in the “bonus rounds”, or some other dramatic and grim outlook. But semi-recently begun a journey to reprogram the brain, and look for the things in my life that I want to live for, so now I’m just trying to live the best I can. BUT, some times those dark thoughts sneak up, I wrote this song while trying to push through one of those difficult moments.

Say tune for “The Intentional Whatever” Album…

The Rage Cage; the place where the legend was born

The pressure was on, getting fresher every song

Standing strong, plan for the reign to be long

And I WRITE so much I could never be wrong

Missed when I’m gone, but bliss when you listen along

This is dope for the folks, put this in your bong

Lower the boom, let bass fill in the room

And proceed to drop jewels; temple of doom

Indie to the end, that’d be safe to assume

Rise to the top then POP the safety balloon

I hate to be rude, but careful what ya make me do

I’ll break your crew, oh, what pain I will take you thru

Faithful to the tools that I used to build

Some choose to feel, others ain’t used to skill

I use my shield to block, my sword to kill

A force of will, will it hurt? Of course it will

And with Maxx the wheels we can double dosage

Heighten the focus, concentrate on lighting explosives

Blow em away, let the style ricochet

And now ya know, like Freshco, we don’t play

And we don’t WAIT, we push forward EVERY DAY

Got something to say, then meet me on stage, OK?

The battle is set, I battle him, then battle the ref

Battle till death, like roulette, splatter his head

But rather than lead, my grey matter’s at it again

Battering men, their dreams, shattering them

Just for practice, I don’t got no personal beef

Personally when they drop even I feel grief

Cause I go deep, I don’t even stop when sleep

Eyes closed, rhymes flows entertain the sheep

Can’t tame or teach, yeah, last famous speech

The game is rigged, the brain is too far to reach

That’s a stalemate, respect my space like a cell mate

I’m self-made, with so much love, I don’t sell hate

The style still wild, intellect is the failsafe

A savage and an outcast, ‘He won’t sell great!’

But he’ll make the music for the few who feel

And do it till the end when the truth revealed

And do it till the end when the truth revealed

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