#StoriesAboutSongs

#StoriesAboutSongs

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  • Bucket 'O Fries
    Give me the scraps, too much satisfaction’s a trap
    I need a trapper keeper for safe-keeping these raps
    I sleep and take naps, travel new realms off the map
    Trace the tracks of the pack, then I quickly react
    No turning back, instead I walk my own pathway
    That’s not passe, cast clay, reshape till my last day
    That has a…perfect ring like circus scenes
    Certain things get em all in awe, they scream
    Applause, then leave, then return, new trick up sleeve
    Pick up a leaf, rhyme about the way that it breathes
    Hard to believe, but that’s not so odd to achieve
    A constant relief you wouldn’t expect to from me
    Except to receive notice of the coldest degrees
    Most quoted MCs, trajectory? Just blow in the freeze
    The topic is neither here nor there,, the optics will please
    The octaves will leave your ears like they’ve been deceived
    Like picking a lock, you got listen close, I’m distraught
    Emotions are caught in something I don’t know how to stop
    So here’s a thought, my mind is like a fine resort
    Check in, and relax cause the track’s endorsed
    Guaranteed what you need, if your need is me
    Needlessly, if not, well, I guess we’ll see
    How about now? How ya feel? How do ya be?
    Howl and scream, or whisper in your wildest dream
    Wild in my teens, then 21, it got more extreme
    I’m talking bout the rap names of my various teams
    Precarious things, bewildering, I like to explore
    Hungry for more, this is just a rung in my lore
    Hung to the floor with scrolls of all I do adore
    My shot’s always sure, I guess it’s just my aim that’s poor
    Don’t shuck and jive, duck and hide, that’s sucker sized
    I suck at lies, I keep it hands-on like bucket fries
    3 min
  • Reasonable Expectations
    So I look deeper, way beyond surface layers
    Circles, squares, try every angle, COMPARE
    Try to come pairs, with people for the moments we share
    I bleed care, the kind of loyalty that’s rare
    But I’m not perfect, I would never claim I was
    Blame the flood of emotions, on life in flux
    Sometimes it sucks us in, and drains our blood
    A parasitic sort action that some call love
    Numb from gut to heart, and the brain is buzzed
    You think ya different, naw, you’re the same as us
    There ain’t ENOUGH time explain it all
    I paint it all in the songs that share we y’all
    And some I don’t, others some may not condone
    But I’m alone, thinking of the ways I’ve grown
    The days feel long with no one to share them with
    I stare in space, drift into a barren rift
    Adjust my steering, time to make my way back in
    Traction picking up, and now it’s time for action
    I fashion, my choices on the front and the backend
    Since back when, the world made a deal of my black skin
    Or brown skin, if you want it down to the fraction
    Those asking, yeah, I know it’s straws I’m grasping
    For me, it’s 2-14-23
    Can you guess who's sitting here right next to me?
    No one, ho hum, I guess I’m still not ripe, that’s not right, right??
    Oh, I’m not this world’s type
    Fine, take flight, pilot right here, take a right
    Land down on this planet, let’s have some fun tonight
    It’s fun to write a fantasy to improve life
    I been through quite a lot of things these last few years
    Faced some fears, also had to taste some tears
    Shed some peers, that’s the pain that pierce
    Change our gears, watch for the smoke to clear
    I’ll look for you through the smoke that clears
    4 min
  • Guest Of Honor (At The Seems)
    To me this song feels like a psychedelic trip at the circus. there's daring acts, clowns, and shocking moments, and you can't fully tell it's humorous or haunting…perhaps both.
    LYRICS:
    Do you have the time to hear me graph the rhyme
    Of a classic kind, class in mind, kids please get in line, free sample time
    I write a rhyme, then I stamp and sign, made official mine
    You spit your rhyme, yeah, that’s a lamp vs sunshine
    Sometimes my style goes off the wall, like a landline
    And once the script gets writ, it gets flipped like a tramp-o-line
    I meant trampoline, cancelling’s part of my master plan
    I can’t believe, fans willing receive that rabid rambling
    I guess they’d rather…save time like an ampersand
    But if the game is rigged, hold up now, that would be tampering
    These memories make it hard to breath some canvas jeans
    Like campus teens, I’m on my own, and working towards my dreams
    So when they scheme…
    I choose to shake it off like some tambourines
    The life I lead, I like the grant’s when green
    Wait, what does he mean?
    Reality Is split at the seams
    Reality Is split at the seems
    Reality Is split at the seams
    Reality Is split at the seems
    I mean it all, cause like a champ I’ve seen
    So many scattered Scenes and shattered dreams,
    There’s no sadder thing
    Let’s have gathering of all affected
    Let em speak their peace, release their grief
    I listen carefully, then say, “I’m please to meet…and here’s a treat”
    Proceed to teach em how I reach elites with this form of speech
    No need for these formalities, please take a seat
    Reality Is split at the seams
    Reality Is split at the seems
    Reality Is split at the seams
    Reality Is split at the seems
    3 min
  • Hood Diamond
    Wanna know what’s raw to me
    Reese T; Nuti Pack- Tear Gas LP
    A masterpiece, currently still unreleased
    That has to be a travesty at least
    I’m at peace, playing old tapes on the boombox
    I value innovation, and I doubt that will soon stop
    Give props, but rip shop whenever the mic’s mine
    Night time’s when I write rhymes, Defy time
    The process I’m lost in triggers endorphins
    Synth and organ, drums…a healthy portion
    Each Word important, rewarding when thoughts are forming
    Imploring MCs to heed the Robot warning
    Danger will, earn ya disrespect like Dangerfield
    Change your field vision, and range of skill
    The brain can build a whole new world, that’s real
    Sign and sealed the fate of the pain I feel
    …now Imma need a moment to chill
    We all bleed, we all get a call, some heed
    Others turn away too afraid to see
    The maitre’d, didn’t ever come from me
    To some degree, I never live comfortably
    Constantly, mold reality to a new shape
    My true state of being’s almost ready, so just wait
    Unveiling the unfailing, what a compelling run
    Become numb, til me and the drum become one
    But what lopsided, some inspiration still not cited
    Give me time, I just have to yet to write it
    Set alignment, never no threat of lying
    Spirit didn’t break, but I think it died trying
    The high science of reviving, look at him, he’s thriving
    He’s rhyming for good times, working on good timing
    You can find em writing till he’s flanked by wood lining
    Stay shining, jewel in the ruff, hood diamond
    4 min
  • The Sound Experiment (WNUR 89.3 FM Evanston-Chicago)
    I moved to Illinois in 1985
    For a short time went to Highland Park High
    I was the only one there with the gift of rhyme
    I would kick a verse on the bus or at lunch time
    There was Larry, Damen, LOD, & Dominique
    Chuck G, SPO, Art, Shabonna, Graffiti Pete
    That was my peeps, we walked the streets
    Blasting beats, on the search for the newest Hip Hop release
    One day SPO gave me a tape, and said I had it peep it
    He had found radio’s best kept secret
    Larry Larry, Sweet MD, Tshab Lee
    Cash Money Jerome and Kelly G
    That first tape’s how I heard about Mikey D
    We’re Treacherous, trading rhymes with the Symbolic 3
    That was the start of many new discoveries
    Castle D, Tony D, & Harmony
    ‘I’m Nitro’, T La Rock, with QD III
    Kaos, ‘Court is Session’, & Derek B
    Silver Bullet, 'Bring the Forth Guillotine'
    And locally, Legion of Doom, Mad Phace and EC
    Cutmaster DC, IRM Crew
    A preview to where I would I eventually move to (MPLS)
    MC Chill, Ultimate Choice, and King Tee
    King Sun, Vandy C, BDP, Tragedy
    Ultramagnetic MCs, Spectrum City
    Rakim ask me to check out his melody
    In ’87, they hipped me to Kings of Pressure,
    ‘You Know How To Reach Us’, I was speechless, their style was extra
    P-lee hit you with the knowledge and the history
    A New York native so Hip Hop was his pedigree
    The All Rap Party, I listened religiously
    Throughout my school days, like Busy Bee
    Then in 88, that was my graduation
    The same year I heard ‘Poison’ on that same station
    Years later, specifically '92
    Driving home from work, can you guess where I’m tuned to?
    They played a song with several rappers, all were strong
    Mind control through the ear like the Wrath of Kahn
    Because the hosts didn’t say what the record was
    I had to know right then…just because
    I drove straight to the station, knocked on the door
    Asked about the record that they played an hour before
    They let me in, found the record and let me inspect it
    It was ‘Protect Your Neck’, it was unexpected
    Speaking of which, in 95 something strange happened
    Not just a phone call, particular call to action
    It was Shawn Boogie Boyd, he wanted to know
    If I’d be willing to do my own radio show
    On the Sound Experiment, are you kidding me?
    I’ll be there every week from now until infinity
    That was the birth of Time Travel, on April 20
    I gave my all to that I show, I mean that truly
    I’m AMC, since then I’ve come so far
    So I gotta give some of the props to NUR
    4 min
  • Breath-Taking (As Common As A Comma) featuring Buk of Psychodrama
    LYRICS:
    7X3=21 Verse (as the voice of stress)
    Not sense in lyin, I’ve been scheming on a means to conduct
    A musical experiment, this is science, not luck
    Appearances can be deceiving as the nonsense we believe in
    So I’m constantly relieving my stress, for just that reason
    Unsheathing the sword of truth, cutting through all the lies
    Cutting ties, with the liars and their prior disguise
    SURPRISE..I didn’t forget about the study I mentioned
    THIS IS IT, you’re the subject, so just keep on existing
    As far as getting my data, well, I have methods
    Mask my message in colorful language, for maximum efforts
    Math and symmetric(s), my past and my present
    That’s the essence of every rhyme written, and it’s effective
    My life's riddle, at times I think I’m destined for Ritalin
    But maybe stress will get me first and just cut out the middlemen
    And if I die, DON’T cry, naw, start celebrating
    And say, ‘His final moments they were, they breath-taking’
    And for that space left vacant, I bare my soul, naked
    This is the purest form of me, you take that how you take that…
    Buk verse (as the voice of reason):
    THEY SAY
    LIFE IS WHAT YOU MAKE IT
    QUITE AN UGLY STATEMENT
    THINGS GET A LITTLE BIT
    RIOTOUS IN THE MIND
    FOR THE RIGHTEOUS AND
    THE DIVINE TOO
    NOTHING IS SACRED
    QUIET A LIMITED TIME
    WE SWING ON THE VINE
    OF VIOLENCE
    ABOVE THE HATRED
    ADJACENT TO THE
    ANSWER TO IT ALL
    DO SOMETHING OR
    NOTHING CHANGES
    INTERNALIZE MY TURMOIL
    ITS ONGOING
    WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE
    I SNEAK INSIDE
    I SEEK INSIDE THYSELF
    FOR HELP
    BUT NO ONES HERE
    CLOUDY MENTAL REGIONS
    A THOUSAND DIFFERENT REASONS
    TO BE ALIVE
    I FOUND SPECIFIC DEFENSE
    TO LOCK UP MY DEMONS
    WITH THE KEY TO SURVIVE
    2 min
  • Law Of Attraction featuring Amina and MC Zulu
    7X3=21 Verse:
    If you like rapping, let’s make it happen
    I’ll make the music, you listen to it; law of attraction
    Just a fraction of a second, that’s all I’m asking
    I reckon when time beacons I’ll be cashing my final rations
    What a time to be alive, What a time ta die
    What a time to give up…What a time to try
    Sometimes the obvious is the only way to find
    A way around the metaphors of another kind
    A different breed, a mystery, lost history
    And if you find this wrong, we agree to disagree
    Distantly is where I wish my wish to be
    Like the caterpillar looking up so wistfully
    This is me, so take me as I am or leave
    I claim this land to lay my plans and plant my seeds...
    MC Zulu Hook:
    Amina Verse:
    MC Zulu Hook:
    4 min

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