Showing posts with label pez. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pez. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Breaking the Silence

You’re in a bad situation, why you making it worse?
break your neck with the mic. so you can break in the Hearse
this ain’t what I wanna do, man, it’s what I gotta do if you provoke me
your arm’s too short to choke me
this ain’t a hoax, B
writing down the facts that you won’t see
cuz you think that I’m joking
what the fuck you smoking?
my rhymes leave your pride broken
yo, you better wake up
now here’s a parable:
you try to mess with me and that’s a terrible idea
my rhymes send you straight to hell
I’m MC FÜBB, get to know the name well
I rebel on the mic., I give a fuck if this will sell
most fiending to get played on radio and TV
be infecting the game like an STD
next to me, they’re in a false state of ecstasy
I spit ‘em rhymes that they’re far too perplexed to see

Chorus:
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
breaking the silence is my contribution
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
my contribution is breaking the silence

When I’m spitting the writtens, I start foaming like rabies
what I write for the mic could be inspiring babies
to resist, raise a fist to the mass assimilation
mediocrity of minds is destroying the nation
political lies are pitiful, with ridicule
heads follow it and swallow it like brainwash videos
but I ain’t gonna pout – that’s not what I’m about
living in revolutionary times, no doubt
the greatest evil that a good man can do is sit back and do nothing
while hatred goes un-confronted
let me tell you something
better put down the blunt and stop frontin’
cuz this ain’t a joke cousin
this is in your face shit
not some outer-space shit
write my rhymes in ink so that nobody can erase it
spit so much truth in one rhyme, I make your brain sick
like heroin withdrawal, I know your dying to taste it

Chorus:
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
breaking the silence is my contribution
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
my contribution is breaking the silence

When I’m wilin’, freestylin’, I start breaking the silence
rhymes freeing and flying out the cell, like Riker’s Island
filing and piling these rhymes, as I start smiling
multiplying rhyming while these people crying and dying
how many people lacking the choices
‘cause they ain’t got voices?
still they dream of owning Rolls Royces
they focused on situations hopeless
the motive for most is to find where the dope is
like players with no coaches, lost in the scramble
trying to manage lives that they just can’t handle
struggling to live, yo – how does that make sense?
trying to make it big when they can’t even pay rent
here is my statement:
everybody’s gotta live for something;
if we don’t create meaning then our lives mean nothing!
subdued long enough, now I write these rhymes to free minds
we live in revolutionary times

Chorus:
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
breaking the silence is my contribution
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
my contribution is breaking the silence

Bridge:
Yeah, I’m breaking the silence
Yeah, I’m breaking the silence
Yeah, I’m breaking the silence
Yeah, we breaking the silence
Are you breaking the silence?
or are you causing the violence?
I start hearing those sirens
and it’s telling me we gotta be breaking the silence

Chorus:
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
breaking the silence is my contribution
A generation screams for revolution
blood and guns just ain’t the solution
vengeance and violence only brings police sirens
my contribution is breaking the silence

Friday, October 16, 2009

Metamorphosis

CHORUS:
Rock with me, if you’ve had enough sorrow
Walk with me, and believe in a better tomorrow
Talk to me,
if you wanna face the truth and won’t resist
when it’s time to experience the metamorphosis

Don’t tell me people can’t change
I’ve seen change occur with my own eyes
experienced my own ties severed,
done things that I once swore never would I do—
I guess I thought I was clever
In my endeavours pursued my desires
without paying my dues, wanted to be admired,
walked through fire
emerged on the other side, scathed and burned,
had to learn, there’s reasons to be showing concern
when you dance with devil, best not to get close
cuz the poison that you love can also hurt you the most
I learned that the hard way, believe me there’s a better way
saw my share of pain, but prayed for a better day
I believe that we find what we’re looking for
and if we’re looking for trouble, that’s what’s in store
operating from a theory that we gotta prove
and if we’re open to love, then we can have it too
we all do what we gotta do to get by
years ago, I would do anything to get high
but then I, opened my eyes, I realized
that I didn’t have to live that way, I metamorphosized

CHORUS:
Rock with me, if you’ve had enough sorrow
Walk with me, and believe in a better tomorrow
Talk to me,
if you wanna face the truth and won’t resist
when it’s time to experience the metamorphosis

I metamorphosize dreams into reality
It seems today to do that’s an abnormality
Although rocking mics doesn’t pay a salary
it’ll take more than financial fears to rattle me
and shake me off the path that I’m determined to
walk upon, regardless of the topics that I talk upon
stalking on, these beats, ain’t got time for toking chron
spoken on, truths sharp like the pain of broken arms
now we can face our fears or just run from ‘em
so many dreams go up in smoke, get done from ‘em
that’s the virtue in being courageous
to act despite fear is a force that amazes
with the wisdom of sages, to do it at the right time
gotta make the picture clear, I guess that’s why I write rhymes
I hear some of ya’ll claim that you’re never scared
you’re either lying through your teeth or you’re unaware
of the world that you’re living in, without a care
which makes you crazier than a schizo in a rocking chair
this whole egocentric way of life has gotta stop
I metamorphosize in every single line I drop

CHORUS:
Rock with me, if you’ve had enough sorrow
Walk with me, and believe in a better tomorrow
Talk to me,
if you wanna face the truth and won’t resist
when it’s time to experience the metamorphosis

metamorphosizing, cuz I’m rising to a better day
I’ma walk this path, regardless what the weather say
rain, hail, or snow, I’ma still go,
I’ma bust my flow,
and given the chance, then I’ma blow
up, like a mushroom cloud that is atomic
so sick, I make these pussy MC’s straight vomit
like gin with no tonic, burning suckas like chronic
I’ma hit you with the rhythm ‘till you staring catatonic
I rock it, over ranges of topics, mastering my ebonics,
while these dumb rappers hooked on phonics
my flow, they can’t stop it or block it,
even at the end of my rope,
I still cope, dope, like narcotics
so you can take in your vein,
just to ease the pain
ya’ll can get aboard the train,
of thought inside my brain
I’m not just here to entertain,
or spit a lot of game
I’m here to send a message in the hopes that some of ya’ll will gain
some perspective and insight
so you can ignite the light inside your soul and shine it bright
love, hope and faith aren’t weak, that’s all lies
we can learn the truth if we learn to metamorphosize

CHORUS:
Rock with me, if you’ve had enough sorrow
Walk with me, and believe in a better tomorrow
Talk to me,
if you wanna face the truth and won’t resist
when it’s time to experience the metamorphosis

Devoted



my pen touch the paper, I explode with emotion
rise like the tide carries waves in the ocean
don’t care about clout, can’t doubt my devotion
boom-baps with original rap, catch my notion?
I’m floating, high above the limits that were dictated to me
refuse to be jaded, conveying what was related to me
state it how I create it, impossible to see through me
predictable high quality, this ain’t no B-movie
shifting gears, similar to a Ferrari Testarosa
hours spent writing these rhymes, what I devote-ta
the art, yes I’m playing my part
by expressing the truth that’s inside of my heart
thru the light and the dark, I use the mic. as my spark
to light the torch for the quest upon which I embark
and I don’t take life for granted
cuz sure as I’m living on this planet,
any day, in any way, I could dearly depart
though it’s hard, I refuse to let the raps be corroded
raise your fist in the air if your heart is devoted!

Chorus:
I’M DEVOTED; in every single line I compose
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I write these poetry and prose
I’M DEVOTED; every time I pick up the mic.
I’M DEVOTED; every single day of my life
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I pray to God when I rise
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I can’t believe all the lies
I’M DEVOTED; to surpass societal norms
I’M DEVOTED; to hip hop, in all of its forms


I stay devoted
duly noted, let me quote it:
“with this art we can’t compromise,” like Shad wrote it
I been broken
been tokin’, been chokin’
but after all the pain that I’ve been thru, I’m still hopin’
well spoken, so I stick with the rappin’
I refuse to get pissed without taking some action
put the core of my essence on the track, no actin’
get attention of the masses without the gun clappin’
it’s hard to motivate and relate, when being faced with hate
ignorance spreads across human-kind like a plague,
to this date
it’s not a matter of fate
our reality’s dictated by choices we make
so I choose to committed, refuse the counterfeited
falsities repulsing me, lusting me like adultery
tryna put the fault on me, but I stand solidly
cuz I’m a man of God, regardless of what they’re calling me
vandals of hip hop owe the culture an apology
nod if you identify, you don’t gotta follow me
if you spit real raps and your own hand wrote it,
raise your fist in the air cuz your heart is devoted!

Chorus:
I’M DEVOTED; in every single line I compose/
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I write these poetry and prose/
I’M DEVOTED; every time I pick up the mic./
I’M DEVOTED; every single day of my life/
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I pray to God when I rise/
I’M DEVOTED; that’s why I can’t believe all the lies/
I’M DEVOTED; to surpass societal norms/
I’M DEVOTED; to hip hop, in all of its forms/