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Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Woke Up Early On My Born Day

Thank you, thank you, thank you to whatever force was behind me turning 22 this past weekend and having a great time celebrating it with those in my circle. Another wild weekend at Walton where pong balls we're being pursued in tenacity by our mangy mutt Lola Monsta Movement! She has become a force to be reckoned with if you miss your pong shots for she will catch any ball in midair that does sink a cup. That's right, move on over Air Bud! We have a pong playing dog in the making. You don't realize how many people you are friends with until they all come together at once and then you realize that you are probably loved. All in all it was a fun weekend, plus I finally have jumped back on the mic after a slight hiatus of recording. Don't know if the lack of recording was caused by a lack of Motiv8-ion, being lazy, not having all the Quarter-Martyrs of the Squadron in each others presence at one time in one location, or a mixture of all these variables and more. I recorded 2 free-form songs this weekend.

DISCLAIMER: these are not what some artists like to deem as a "freestyle". A freestyle is the process of creating a song and/or rhyme scheme at that very moment from the thoughts that fire into your mind through the synapses with occur at minutest unit of minute measurement.

What I recorded was just some cohesive thoughts about the current state of the world we live in today and the ability or perceived inability we have to make a difference. All in all we must learn to Puff, Puff, Pass, Struggle Struggle STRIVE!

Here is a link to the song. It is named "Mighty Healthy" performed by yours truly, Alpha, the Avatar of the Anonymous, the Anti-Acquiesce, the Always Asking, the Allusive to All Allegory.

http://www.mediafire.com/?wy1zjoynnqc

And I decided to be nice and type of the lyrics for ya, so you can better understand my perspective. As long as we can agree to disagree that's all I'm asking for.

They say that I'm photogenic
The mode of menace
That I'm trying to attain is like a vampire no image
No mirror fear no norms revoke terror
As the smoke clears up, I like to view the vultures cheer us
While very few of the youths culture hears them
No joke, we choke on purpose to draw you near us
::Gag, gag:: I don't wanna be a-
Nother trapped onomatopoeia
Trying to find his freedom
Away from the associations they lead us
A fetus at default? Nah!
I'd rather be fecal matter with the shit stains of revolt
Why we living passive in this day and null?
We gotta find a way to PULL
And not get PUSHed back cause some get discouraged from the fall
SURVIVAL of the fittest than I guess
...
I should bust my nut over your mic make you rest.
You ain't giving shit to the world but-fucking stress
By leading the illusion that is ludicrous at best
And,
As you jest I transcend from the crest just to walk on air and crush the barometric press!
If done I'd accomplish much less!
As we spirit bomb the game to tear away the flesh!
And put back the SOUL,
Believe you me, there is much to it than just cooked crack and gold....
Then I hesitate,
And let that resonate, etanoser, resonate.

I set the pace for us facing reality,
Puff, Puff, Pass, Struggle Struggle STRIVE!
Puff, Puff, Pass, Struggle Struggle STRIVE!
I set the pace for us facing reality,
I set the pace for us facing reality,
Puff, Puff, Pass, Struggle Struggle STRIVE!
PUFF PUFF PASS STRUGGLE STRUGGLE, strive.

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