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Printed From: Lyrical Assault
Category: Emcee Lounge
Forum Name: Audio Mic
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Printed Date: 19 April 2024 at 9:59pm
Topic: One
Posted By: Sammy
Subject: One
Date Posted: 04 June 2019 at 4:36am
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[soundcloud] https://soundcloud.com/user-904165624/new-project-todo-make-a" rel="nofollow - https://soundcloud.com/user-904165624/new-project-todo-make-a [/soundcloud] To my brothers on the grind throw it up onetime - ONE To my brothers on the street cause they gots to eat - ONE to the fathers on the stoop, embracing the views and when reaper comes calling still playing it cool - ONE Condolences pouring in Weather locals are foreigner To the cats in the corner who mourning those in the coroner My mourning was French toast and bacon bits fist shaking Stock markets exchange glance Sammy blazin a 5th crazy and gifted They say I’m lazy and witless I’m just painting these images To relay the daily playbooks and scrimmages Livin just to beat the 95 traffic (i-95) 9 to 5 mass avenue panic ensues Crack addicts spew god passages booze in they breath the mood so depress, they say that death comes in two and so by noon I was dressed, It’s just a path that we choose The Pasteur was new Yeah its greener on the other side Whichever fence u pick, it’s skewered So it’s do or die I move to the left Side of town but it follows Gliding down the hollow trail where I’m fine for now Think I’m fine for now Worda mutha, I saw a bird fly past my window today Swear to god my eyes froze it in time Coated in black Crow feet, broken beaks spoke broken dialect A hieroglyphs but property of pain is the same no matter how u dress it I’ll start looking for answers they day im out of questions There’s a thousand lessons But I’m seeking one that lessens The burden Respectfully urging my bruthas to observe the early sun Soak it in cuz tomorrow is never certain, the world’s becomes a Curse, a conundum, inverted and introverted So my words are drawn in cursive, immersed in conservative junction interconnecting nuance bonding to faces Face it, Cause the truth will move more than a thousand parades Fuck the corny shit. The sky’s an open space but, what if the sparrow’s broken I’ll clear the air before I spread my wings and leave it to interpretation They said I’m out of pocket I’m was searching those two cents peace. -------------  |
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Posted By: Dntplywelwitothers
Date Posted: 05 June 2019 at 11:16am
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Sammy sir! As always great writing, your bar structure seems unorthodox, but it is a continuous fluidity that comes together very nicely, Its slick how you do that...both reading and listening you can't miss the flow. Super chill delivery, even when you up the aggression in the second verse, "I'll clear the air before I spread my wings..." - dope shit. ------------- "My name has the most shout outs in the history of rap...." |
Posted By: Sammy
Date Posted: 06 June 2019 at 12:08pm
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thanks, dntply! i think its time we collaborate on a track, sis ------------- |
Posted By: Crimson Juice
Date Posted: 07 June 2019 at 1:23pm
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Struth dude, I enjoyed this one here, your flow was solid from start to end, its been a hot minute since i last peeped one of your audio joints, nice to hear you haven't lost a step either, ripe work friend, real ripe..leace. ------------- "You need to learn how to make an exit, before you can dare make an entrance". |
Posted By: Dntplywelwitothers
Date Posted: 11 June 2019 at 11:22am
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Agreed. 💯 ------------- "My name has the most shout outs in the history of rap...." |