Showing posts with label The 1TAKE Mixtape. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The 1TAKE Mixtape. Show all posts
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Talk is Cheap
Advice, only adds to my vice
Of eatin up what others say like cheese to some mice
Instead of being good to em, I’m just being nice
Which is currently the currency I use to pay the price
Why- do- I- sacrifice- what- I- write- for- others- amusement
When what they say to me with a smile ain’t that amusing
Taking in what they say makes life ser-i-ous-ly confusing
It’s ser-i-ous-ly- to- abusive- for- my- mind- to- even- use- it
Yet- I- tie- it- like- nuse- around- my- head- to hang
Why the hell won’t the world just let me do my thang?
Sayin I shouldn’t ave sang the last lyrics I dropped
And- I-Adopted –your-words
That’s the only reason I stopped
But-no-more-will-I-sacrifice-my-soul- for-sounds-your-blaring
Cause- words-that- your- saying- are- only- based- on-what-your-fearing
That-I-might-just-be-successful
Making life less stressful
My glass is half full
Won’t make it empty for fools
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
I’m always in aw/ in how they look my flaws
Making them so much worse/ then what they actually saw
Com-ing- at me- like-a-saw/ They- cut- into- me- raw
Every cut is colder/ and I’m unable to thaw
These words ain’t geishas
For your entertainment only
I expect you don’t neglect these words
But treat them holy
Cuz their wholy apart of my soul
They console me
To be, calm and control instead of calmly controlled-see
Cause- that’s-how-they- ya
They, tell ya to rememba
To be sure to think first and not lose your tempa
But-they-won’t-tell-how-losing-it- at- times-forms-a-reunion
Between- the-mistakes-we-make-and-what-really-makes-us-human
It’s-time-to-take-communion-with-emotions-that-are-brewing
Blend them into your soul, and feel the renewing
Theirs no rewinding the clock
Theirs no redoing
But-their-such-a-thing-as-getting-back-up-to-keep-it-moving-so…
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
Time to reload
When nights feel so low
And hope can’t be seen with a microscope
I might be able to cope if I had a rope
Pulling me towards some clarity
Cause this much man is clear to me
People in this country are working without a cause
Working 9 to 5 while denying their life flaws
I don’t need a clause to back this
Just look at the people who claim their Moms and Dads but lack the practice
To focused on their practice in professionalism
That they won’t teach their kids how to beat the system
Making them into victims
Lacking the know how
Of how to dilute the pollution that killing their youth now
And if society was a tank, their shooting blanks
Lacking ammunition from those of higher ranks
The higher ranks are those who have some insight on topics
But won’t give a little unless they gain a little profit
I’m not doing this for cash or flashy clothes
I’m doing this so that your souls guns can re-load
So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold
So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold
let life’s mystery unfold
So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold
So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk; but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
THIS IS THE 1TAKE MIXTAPE
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
Of eatin up what others say like cheese to some mice
Instead of being good to em, I’m just being nice
Which is currently the currency I use to pay the price
Why- do- I- sacrifice- what- I- write- for- others- amusement
When what they say to me with a smile ain’t that amusing
Taking in what they say makes life ser-i-ous-ly confusing
It’s ser-i-ous-ly- to- abusive- for- my- mind- to- even- use- it
Yet- I- tie- it- like- nuse- around- my- head- to hang
Why the hell won’t the world just let me do my thang?
Sayin I shouldn’t ave sang the last lyrics I dropped
And- I-Adopted –your-words
That’s the only reason I stopped
But-no-more-will-I-sacrifice-my-soul- for-sounds-your-blaring
Cause- words-that- your- saying- are- only- based- on-what-your-fearing
That-I-might-just-be-successful
Making life less stressful
My glass is half full
Won’t make it empty for fools
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
I’m always in aw/ in how they look my flaws
Making them so much worse/ then what they actually saw
Com-ing- at me- like-a-saw/ They- cut- into- me- raw
Every cut is colder/ and I’m unable to thaw
These words ain’t geishas
For your entertainment only
I expect you don’t neglect these words
But treat them holy
Cuz their wholy apart of my soul
They console me
To be, calm and control instead of calmly controlled-see
Cause- that’s-how-they- ya
They, tell ya to rememba
To be sure to think first and not lose your tempa
But-they-won’t-tell-how-losing-it- at- times-forms-a-reunion
Between- the-mistakes-we-make-and-what-really-makes-us-human
It’s-time-to-take-communion-with-emotions-that-are-brewing
Blend them into your soul, and feel the renewing
Theirs no rewinding the clock
Theirs no redoing
But-their-such-a-thing-as-getting-back-up-to-keep-it-moving-so…
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk, but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
Time to reload
When nights feel so low
And hope can’t be seen with a microscope
I might be able to cope if I had a rope
Pulling me towards some clarity
Cause this much man is clear to me
People in this country are working without a cause
Working 9 to 5 while denying their life flaws
I don’t need a clause to back this
Just look at the people who claim their Moms and Dads but lack the practice
To focused on their practice in professionalism
That they won’t teach their kids how to beat the system
Making them into victims
Lacking the know how
Of how to dilute the pollution that killing their youth now
And if society was a tank, their shooting blanks
Lacking ammunition from those of higher ranks
The higher ranks are those who have some insight on topics
But won’t give a little unless they gain a little profit
I’m not doing this for cash or flashy clothes
I’m doing this so that your souls guns can re-load
So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold
So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold
let life’s mystery unfold
So you can decode , this superficial road of false gold
So open up your mind and let life’s mystery unfold
I let people say what they want to say
They want to talk the talk; but they don’t want to walk my way
I would let people try and show me the way
But the blind can’t lead the blind
So they won’t be paving my pathway
Nah, Nah, Nah
THIS IS THE 1TAKE MIXTAPE
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
1TAKE MIXTAPE: Intro
I’m done seeing people claim, that- their- potential’s- missin
Time- to- protest –for- your- talents- civil rights- like- a- sit-in
Better stand up quick before-these-words- become- forbidden
Cause the biggest truth before burrecracy, always stay hidden
Always shuffled away, before-it-gets-it’s-beginning
That’s- why- I’m- blastin- truth- past- theirs- walls
Through-the-words-that-I’ve-written
Hoping to break the hypnosis that we all have been in
Tried of losing out on life
It’s time we start winning
At first I was timid to- spit-out- what I got
I guess I wasn’t sure if you would think it was hot
But it’s truth, so- I- don’t- care- if- you- think- it’ll- a- flop
I’m still taking my shot
And like ripleys
You-can-believe-or-not
I’m not gonna stop
Just cause some say it’s no use
That’s like a black slave
Hanging himself with his own nuse
You’ll hear a verse like that one next
I said that just to introduce
What’s coming
So your not running when I hit ya wit the proof
Now the time’s finally here
So there can be no mistake
To get this truth into your ears
I’ll have to do it in one take
This is the 1TAKE MIXTAPE
As you hear this I hope you use it
To push forth
And start your own life’s…
next Major Movement…
LET DO THIS…
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
Time- to- protest –for- your- talents- civil rights- like- a- sit-in
Better stand up quick before-these-words- become- forbidden
Cause the biggest truth before burrecracy, always stay hidden
Always shuffled away, before-it-gets-it’s-beginning
That’s- why- I’m- blastin- truth- past- theirs- walls
Through-the-words-that-I’ve-written
Hoping to break the hypnosis that we all have been in
Tried of losing out on life
It’s time we start winning
At first I was timid to- spit-out- what I got
I guess I wasn’t sure if you would think it was hot
But it’s truth, so- I- don’t- care- if- you- think- it’ll- a- flop
I’m still taking my shot
And like ripleys
You-can-believe-or-not
I’m not gonna stop
Just cause some say it’s no use
That’s like a black slave
Hanging himself with his own nuse
You’ll hear a verse like that one next
I said that just to introduce
What’s coming
So your not running when I hit ya wit the proof
Now the time’s finally here
So there can be no mistake
To get this truth into your ears
I’ll have to do it in one take
This is the 1TAKE MIXTAPE
As you hear this I hope you use it
To push forth
And start your own life’s…
next Major Movement…
LET DO THIS…
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
Sunday, October 17, 2010
The 1TAKE MIXTAPE:The Sky's No limit
In a flash, sip this, lyrical-liquor-in-my-flask
It'll rebooted ya
Driving you forward
Like back to the future
Your mainframe breaks down
I'll reboot ya
Your drive gets dug out
Then I'll reroot ya
So-you-feel-planted-in-the-planet-of-your-soul-God-damn-it
It's granted
The-force-of-these-flows, flow-like-water
Many Lukes with the force
But I'm Lukes Father
And-if I'm lukes Father
Then I got the death star
But I would change the name
From death star to life star
And-if-I-got-the-Life-Star-then-I-need to- go-to-lightspeed
But-in-light-of-this-life-space
That's highly unlikely
Except, if you got a friend named lifespeedz
That sends a hyperdrive beat, that'll help you succeed
In successfully
Celestially Soaring
Over the disconfort, were abhoring
Know way you could hear this and think "life is boring"
The mind's,-on-mental-mission-got-no time for snoring
Gas pedal flooring
across galatic highways
Stars are sweeping back and forth like their starwave
Imagine this as you close your eyes
Now open them back up and be surprises
By the real cosmic causway that's at your side
Buckle up everybodty cause off we ride!
Chorus: (repeats this)
The Sky's, the limit
For those who can't see
What's in,their-imagination-naturally
2nd verse:
I'm a maverick/
Litting -inspired- fires- through- one- stick/
Dipped in the ink
Of my intellegence/
Elegance/
Making, empowering statements/
Staring at my tales wondering?/
Were these words written
Before-I- started-telling-em?/
Will these word be here
When I start sellingg em
Wll these words be clear
When I'm not selling em
Will my heart steer clear
Of those not feeling em
I shell em
Out for a possitive outlook
I sell em
So you could feel how your soul looks
I tell em
In hope that, I can leave this world shook
Shoken up beyond the- image- given in- one-book
Cause I'm shook out of my mind
Already/
I'm Shells pumping poetic gas
When ready
I'm really
rhyme ready
and steady
Too unleash all rhyme bites in these papers
Confeti
Not contented
That's why I get ahead of myself
To remind my future of it's past, present self
Cause I've felt the future
And it's flying jet packs
Might I've changed the future
Maybe shouldn't I've said that.
Forget that
Forge the future as you see it
Bleed out blessings, the way you believe it
Live in this world the
way you wanna leave it
Work on your world,
don't be afraid to weave it
Weave-it- so-the-mountains--become-fountains-when-you-thristy
Weave it so your still 13, when your 30
Weave it like a child
Make clean still be dirty
Write-papers-and-be-wordy
That's right, you heard me
Or don't write at all
Don't fight at all
No fight or flight instinct
Your flights fights to fall
Use your instinct succintly
And naturally see
no limits
are really in sync with thee
This world is meant to be traveled
Your stories meant to be unravel
Were meant to marvel at our castles
Were meant to pay no mind to those assholes
And as I sit in my mental castle
Gazing at the star
It's clear to me were not that far
From reaching em...
From standing on the beach
Not only seeking dreams but being em
Chorus: (repeats this)
The Sky's, the limit
For those who can't see
What's in,their-imagination-naturally
3rd verse:(spoken word) (Start this a 3:43)
I see, I seek, I seeth...
Cause every single time I breath
A Course of air come backs to me
Collobarating with the causes of collages
Lodged within the back of me
And althrough they are little
Even a lion can be locked down by a thorn
A piece of me taking causallies
And in that collage of causes
The big one I name are the powers that be...
But is that honesty
Maybe not, but that is the norm...
But To place blame on the mainframe of another hard drive
May work in this world
But in my world that is a damn hard bargain to drive.
Cause in a world where place blame on others
One can only try to survive
Understandable
But in my world that I live in
Instead of blame or shame
We proclaim ourselve the kings or queen
And are made alive to thrive
Survival, vs Thrival...
It's equalvalent to comparing Departing vs. Arrival
Souls Lost vs Souls Recyled
That is the differencial gap
That makes the map
Of my universe
So Seperate from the solely survival universe
That I can't even converse
When it would only take a conversation
To move that world toward emanipication
Yet every man or woman waiting
And debating...
On whether or not too leave their dying planet
Are already fading...
But those in a world of thrival state are elating
At the fact that they can breach the peek
Of everything they've been innovating
In no way
Will we ever say
The words...
I wish...
Cause in my universe the wish and the work happen in one beautiful dish
And people aren't mentally scared or hurt by the words works
Cause in my world work worked on for your self-worth is fun and always put first
In my land
In my plain
We use plane as cars
Cause the ground is too plain
The sky to us seemed like a far
More grounded road...
So where will you go
Which universe will you live in
Which universe will you give to
Or better question to ask...
What universe...
is with in you
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
It'll rebooted ya
Driving you forward
Like back to the future
Your mainframe breaks down
I'll reboot ya
Your drive gets dug out
Then I'll reroot ya
So-you-feel-planted-in-the-planet-of-your-soul-God-damn-it
It's granted
The-force-of-these-flows, flow-like-water
Many Lukes with the force
But I'm Lukes Father
And-if I'm lukes Father
Then I got the death star
But I would change the name
From death star to life star
And-if-I-got-the-Life-Star-then-I-need to- go-to-lightspeed
But-in-light-of-this-life-space
That's highly unlikely
Except, if you got a friend named lifespeedz
That sends a hyperdrive beat, that'll help you succeed
In successfully
Celestially Soaring
Over the disconfort, were abhoring
Know way you could hear this and think "life is boring"
The mind's,-on-mental-mission-got-no time for snoring
Gas pedal flooring
across galatic highways
Stars are sweeping back and forth like their starwave
Imagine this as you close your eyes
Now open them back up and be surprises
By the real cosmic causway that's at your side
Buckle up everybodty cause off we ride!
Chorus: (repeats this)
The Sky's, the limit
For those who can't see
What's in,their-imagination-naturally
2nd verse:
I'm a maverick/
Litting -inspired- fires- through- one- stick/
Dipped in the ink
Of my intellegence/
Elegance/
Making, empowering statements/
Staring at my tales wondering?/
Were these words written
Before-I- started-telling-em?/
Will these word be here
When I start sellingg em
Wll these words be clear
When I'm not selling em
Will my heart steer clear
Of those not feeling em
I shell em
Out for a possitive outlook
I sell em
So you could feel how your soul looks
I tell em
In hope that, I can leave this world shook
Shoken up beyond the- image- given in- one-book
Cause I'm shook out of my mind
Already/
I'm Shells pumping poetic gas
When ready
I'm really
rhyme ready
and steady
Too unleash all rhyme bites in these papers
Confeti
Not contented
That's why I get ahead of myself
To remind my future of it's past, present self
Cause I've felt the future
And it's flying jet packs
Might I've changed the future
Maybe shouldn't I've said that.
Forget that
Forge the future as you see it
Bleed out blessings, the way you believe it
Live in this world the
way you wanna leave it
Work on your world,
don't be afraid to weave it
Weave-it- so-the-mountains--become-fountains-when-you-thristy
Weave it so your still 13, when your 30
Weave it like a child
Make clean still be dirty
Write-papers-and-be-wordy
That's right, you heard me
Or don't write at all
Don't fight at all
No fight or flight instinct
Your flights fights to fall
Use your instinct succintly
And naturally see
no limits
are really in sync with thee
This world is meant to be traveled
Your stories meant to be unravel
Were meant to marvel at our castles
Were meant to pay no mind to those assholes
And as I sit in my mental castle
Gazing at the star
It's clear to me were not that far
From reaching em...
From standing on the beach
Not only seeking dreams but being em
Chorus: (repeats this)
The Sky's, the limit
For those who can't see
What's in,their-imagination-naturally
3rd verse:(spoken word) (Start this a 3:43)
I see, I seek, I seeth...
Cause every single time I breath
A Course of air come backs to me
Collobarating with the causes of collages
Lodged within the back of me
And althrough they are little
Even a lion can be locked down by a thorn
A piece of me taking causallies
And in that collage of causes
The big one I name are the powers that be...
But is that honesty
Maybe not, but that is the norm...
But To place blame on the mainframe of another hard drive
May work in this world
But in my world that is a damn hard bargain to drive.
Cause in a world where place blame on others
One can only try to survive
Understandable
But in my world that I live in
Instead of blame or shame
We proclaim ourselve the kings or queen
And are made alive to thrive
Survival, vs Thrival...
It's equalvalent to comparing Departing vs. Arrival
Souls Lost vs Souls Recyled
That is the differencial gap
That makes the map
Of my universe
So Seperate from the solely survival universe
That I can't even converse
When it would only take a conversation
To move that world toward emanipication
Yet every man or woman waiting
And debating...
On whether or not too leave their dying planet
Are already fading...
But those in a world of thrival state are elating
At the fact that they can breach the peek
Of everything they've been innovating
In no way
Will we ever say
The words...
I wish...
Cause in my universe the wish and the work happen in one beautiful dish
And people aren't mentally scared or hurt by the words works
Cause in my world work worked on for your self-worth is fun and always put first
In my land
In my plain
We use plane as cars
Cause the ground is too plain
The sky to us seemed like a far
More grounded road...
So where will you go
Which universe will you live in
Which universe will you give to
Or better question to ask...
What universe...
is with in you
The Movement Continues...
- Rhetorical Artz
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