#StoriesAboutSongs

#StoriesAboutSongs

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  • The Ledger
    These are dark times
    Ripe for some from the heart rhymes
    Here’s mine, heartbreaking like the prison pipeline
    It’s fight time, late news if you’re just now seeing the clues
    A REMINDER for those who I am passionately speaking to
    We can do anything we truly strive for
    We live through some hard times, fighting these mind wars
    I find FLAWS in self then I alter my views
    Like water; fuse with any state you could possibly choose
    This is my BLUES, anxiety is eating time more
    I REFUSE to walk this world hindered by blinders
    Keepers or finders, resulting in a plus or a minus
    I trust I’m the finest person I could be in this moment
    No question, my kindness known to be my prime opponent
    This rhyme, I wrote it thinking of my FINAL moment
    That time I don’t know it, you see, death doesn’t need a motive
    I need to focus, third wiseman, he’s devoted (a poet)
    The seed I’ll sow it, to see the mysteries decoded
    My needs compulsive, passion as vast as an ocean
    My love explosive, balanced doses of pure emotion
    Here’s to hoping, we can pick up our pieces together
    This is a letter…. whiting out the red in the ledger
    Whiting out the red in ledger
    Yeah, writing what you read in the letter
    2 min
  • Hmmm...
    Low fruit or high risk, grow through a crisis
    Or cave to your vices, lose sight of what life is
    It’s priceless what you can learn from what the price is
    I write THIS in a state of being that feels lifeless
    The MIC IS my confession booth, the truth’s timeless
    Despondent but still hope that I’m known for my kindness
    And guidance, and never choosing finance over science
    So let me smell the roses while the sun shine on my iris
    Is this some form of a cure or just a virus?
    Disguises; the devils game plan to surprise us
    I realize this, hence all the effort and the wryness
    I’d define this as a time capsule of where my mind is
    1 min
  • Record Time
    Thoughts transition to words under prime conditions
    Primal visions, rhymes that arouse suspicion
    A mile a minute, I guess the direction’s intended
    But then again, time and distance doesn’t measure commitment
    Or consequences, we only catch the truth through glimpses
    The proof’s expensive, cost your peace of mind, plus interest
    My brain’s a prism, I went from pot to piston
    You got to listen to fully comprehend my mission
    I fought the system, sometimes all you gain is division
    At times it feels like it was all for naught
    But I sought for wisdom
    NOT permission
    My rules were written
    By the same person riding the rhythm
    I rhyme with conviction
    Inaction is not a decision
    It’s its own wormhole, which is not so forgiving
    The fallen has risen, reborn with ten times the ambition
    From crawling to sprinting, let my chest rip through the ribbon…
    In record time, and now it’s on a record and spinning
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    Ending or beginning
    Befriending or pretending
    Giving or lending
    Grimacing or grinning
    Endlessly preparing, this is a planned flaw
    I’m oversharing, in contrast to man’s law
    So I ask ya’ll, what’s the last straw? What do you stand for?
    The answers help me tell the coons from the panthers
    A hint of what their stance is, a bettering of chances
    Unsettling enhancements, improvements, advancements!
    As sands shift, time is aligned with the planets
    And the rhyme…walks a fine line like semantics
    Childish antics are not the way I choose to emote
    But I’ll admit, denying it's a slippery slope
    The world’s cutthroat, I’m on my last dose of hope
    Or so it seems until the next song gets wrote
    The wrong approach is not the route I choose the most
    When views oppose, I find a way to juxtapose
    For friends, not foes, yeah, let’s just suppose
    It’s a must that a bust these flows
    My muse is prose
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    In record time, I’m still expecting mine
    I’m next in line while I’m still perfecting rhymes
    4 min
  • Water Under The Bridge Freestyle (Dedicated to Craig Mack)
    Beat from Craig Mack's "Project Funk Da World" Album Interlude
    Improvised + Edited & Performed by 7X3=21
    Engineered by Serious
    Photo Image Licensed courtesy of Picfair
    So, Thursday night I happened to randomly listen to Craig Mack’s “Get Down” on the Project: Funk Da World album. And, let me say first that I was fan of Craig Mack, but not just from the singles that were hits. For example, my favorite on the album was “When God Comes”!
    Anyway, the start of “Get Down” has this dope beat that is just an intro that Craig Mack speaks over, and I was always disappointed he didn’t rhyme to it, and then, maybe I”m tripping, but I couldn’t think of anyone rhyming to it, so I got curious how it would sound. But if I forgot and someone who did rhyme to this, please remind me, so I can hear that too!
    Craig Mack talks over pretty much the whole beat, so I just quickly “chopped” a couple small pieces of the beat and stitched them together, and then did a long improv rhyme session and wrote down the parts I liked, and then stitched them together, and did some slight editing, to create this.
    I wanted to tap into my MC energy from ’94, especially when I would do more abstract styles, and I tapped into the energy of a lot of favorites of that time; Craig Mack (R.I.P), Easy Moe Bee’s production, Wu-Tang (esp GZA, Rza-beats/rhymes, Ghostface, and hints of ODB), Parrish Smith (beats/rhymes), K-Solo (style), Redman, Digital Underground, as well as some of the early pioneers of these types of styles; Sir Ibu and Divine Force.
    All that said, I don’t know who produced this, I’m assuming Easy Moe Bee (??), but anyway, I don’t own the rights to this obviously, so not sure how long this will or can stay up, but I just did it for fun and wanted to share, and celebrate the ’94 greatness Craig Mack and Easy Moe Bee…
    -7X3=21 (transmitting live from ’94…you suckers!)
    LYRICS:
    Now here’s the problem with these suckers that be trying to front
    They getting on my bad side, which ain’t what they want
    And just ONCE, I make the rhyme of the rhyme of the month
    (The Source)
    Rhyming to funk, or whatever (bleep) I want
    I said want twice, I guess you could say that’s the price
    Of letting emotions run rampant, put my soul my ice
    My hold my on mics, not just tight, it’s vice
    This grip wouldn’t slip if you doubled your price
    I’m outta your range, you could soy that I’m proud to be strange
    My personal gains, based on what I put my brains
    Could I explain the way I wrote the rules to my game?
Sadly no, it’s natural like the blood in my vein
    What has became of mankind
    Feels like the planet’s insane
    Reason in chains, fighting demons like Sutter Cain
    Like sudden rain, sometimes you gotta plan ahead
    Man or myth? Yeah, that’s a random switch
    A phantom glitch, as common as pants (?) legs
    That’s not an error, more like, water under the bridge...
    2 min
  • Songbird Symphony (The Field Recording Files)
    These are the sounds of some neighborhood birds in Douglasville, GA, captured in approximately an hours worth of field recordings, that were then edited, blended and tweaked with effects in Ableton. As for the process...
    I'm at my parents house currently, and so once I decided to make this EP dedicated to the bird(s) I became more determined to capture a good field recording of it. After failing a few times with the phone, I invested in a reasonably priced tool made specifically this task, the "Tek Bird Recording Observing Listening Device Extreme Sound Amplifier Ear Bionic", as Amazon simply names its, and connected that to an old digital recorded I had for doing interviews. After spending a few hours outside, over all sorts times of early mornings and middays, I was able to capture a variety of songs from the bird(s), often with its neighborhood associates chiming in as well. I went through all the bird sounds, about an hours worth, and find short little song parts to make one bar loops of, then I sent those to Serious for him to clean them up best possible. Then, they were sent back to me and I sprinkled them throughout every song, except the first and the last song. In the first song, I ask the question, "How to get that songbird to sing?", so I'm setting up trying to capture the bird's songs. Then, for the last song, that's my form of meditation, so most things outside are blocked out, but then the EP ends with the "Songbird Symphony", which is a collage of my bird field recordings featuring the birds of Douglasville, GA. I hope they are ok with their music being shared in such a way. I will sit outside and play it for them today too...
    Oh, and AFTER I finished the project, my curiosity finally got the best of me and I started to search and see what type of bird it was. After spending a good part of an afternoon a few weekends ago, listening to online clips to all the most common birds in Douglasville, GA, I narrowed it down to three possibilities, or maybe combination thereof (listed from most likely to the least), Carolina Wren, Brown Thrasher (or maybe another type of mockingbird)), or the Northern Cardinal.
    2 min

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