Practice Words

16 May 2012

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Update 05/16/2012 Music and Poetry: the Current Status of SilencioBarnes

Taken from http://www.reverbnation.com/c/fr5/artist_117467?eid=A117467_12645349_

SilencioBarnes
Hip Hop / Spoken Word / Experimental

Before we get into it, I just wanna say: Hey people! How the hell have ya been?? What’s good with ya? How’s life? Feel free to holla at me:)We are going to break this down into three sections. First music, then poetry. Some of you signed up for one or the other, but not both – the third section is miscellaneous stuff. Lots of text, so if you hate seeing big blocks of words…feel free to just click the links.

Music – https://silenciobarnes.net/music

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No new stuff…sorry. For a while, I didn’t even have the willpower to record anything new. Once I did get the willpower to do it, my equipment stopped working. However, just today, I was able to record a test track so maybe I will be able to get some new music done soon. I will upload the test track in a day or so for you to listen to.

I plan to complete two projects. One is SB Retro, which consists of old unfinished tracks from a thousand years ago. The other is the Practice Words mixtape which will be all of the songs I did using Big B beats. You already heard most of them; I just have to put them together in one collection.

I also want to start making beats again. There’s only so much you can do using beats that you do not own the rights to. I can’t afford to be paying dudes for commercial use of their beats. So I guess I gotta try my hand at making my own. Either that or finding creative commons beats that allow commercial usage.

I am still down to collaborate, rhyme on anybody’s beat or whatever. I really want to do some more experimental type music.

Notice the last new song I posted on my blog was Empty Hallways…in September of last year!

Poetry – https://silenciobarnes.net/poetry

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Not much to report on the poetry front neither. The last three poetry posts on my blog were two involving iambic heptameter and one about some of my short twitter poems. Check em out. There’s audio and video on the first one.

https://silenciobarnes.net/writing/poetry/poetry-writing-101-the-fourteener-and-iambic-heptameter/

https://silenciobarnes.net/writing/poetry/3-random-poems-in-iambic-heptameter/

https://silenciobarnes.net/writing/poetry/tmmpoetry-by-silencio-barnes/

I was supposed to have my second chapbook of poetry available way before now as well, but the project stagnated. The original plan was to make three chapbooks and then combine them into one book. I’m thinking I may skip straight to the single volume. Any thoughts?

On a similar note, my first chapbook, Sentiments of the Cerebral, is available on Amazon for Kindle and e-reader devices. Check it out.

Other Stuff – https://silenciobarnes.net/

I’m trying to think of things I need to add to my site. Any feedback is very welcome. I know I need a dedicated “downloads” page. But what else?

I’m also working on an urban fantasy novel. You know, with magic, vampires, and crazy shit like that. But that’s outside the scope of this email 🙂 Check my site for more details on that.

I also noticed that I can no longer send these types of updates to Facebook. They turned off that service. So from here on out, I will post these newsletter type emails straight to my blog as posts after I send em out to my subscribers. I’ll also post the whole thing straight into my fan page as a post. It doesn’t reach as many people that way though 🙁

Ah well. That’s all for today. I’d like to make these updates more often, but of course, that means I need to be doing more stuff to justify em 🙂 I want to hear from you fine people more often though. Help me help you!

PRESS

“WORDS ON POETS: SILENCIO BARNES In the tradition of slam poetry, Silencio Barnes really delivers to the audience. His self published chapbook is titled “Sentiments of the Cerebral”, it exposes a lot of truth and depth. This chapbook is no waste of ink and is a must for your collection of Lehigh Valley Poets. Silencio is a much anticipated and popular featured poet at West Side Poetry at the Hava Java Café. In the mid-spring he will be featured in the touring project, “Wednesday In Motion”. For copies of his work, contact him or Word Wednesday.” Yodi, wordwednesdays.blogspot.com

LINKS

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22 Sep 2011

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Empty Hallways

About “Empty Hallways”

I ran into all types of issues while trying to put this track together…but I won’t bore you with the details.

I thought this track up while…walking down an empty hallway at work. It was as if the environment lent itself to self-evaluation. So, I asked questions…but the hallway remained silent.

As usual, it probably sounded better in my head than it does recorded. I used another one of those Big B beats, it’s called Twisted, and I thought it worked well for the what I was trying to do (in my head) – maybe he’ll take the acappella and throw it onto another beat. Let me know what you think people.

Lyrics to “Empty Hallways”

In an empty hallway, I let my mental float
Hoping that it reaches a so much better coast
I ask my fading hopes for the things I want the most
But it’s just an empty hallway, quiet as a ghost

Where did all my time go, where are all my folks
Caught up in day to day or struggling I suppose
Where are all my old friends, they vanished in the smoke
Caught up in the hustle or chasing after hoes

Maybe I’m just bitter cuz I feel I’m getting old
And the things I’m used to doing don’t do much for me no more
So maybe I’ve been searching for that thing that makes my core glow
Maybe I’m just fooling myself, maybe I’m just bored though

Don’t ask about the future cuz no one ever knows
They say they going somewhere but no one ever goes
They claim they know the secret but no one ever shows
Man, that secret they can keep it, I’m on another road

I’m driving in the fast lane but they moving too slow
Everything is my way, it’s fucking up my flow
Poisoning my baby food, they don’t want me to grow
Please don’t think I’m greedy when I say I’m bout the dough

In an empty hallway, I let my mental float
Hoping that it reaches a so much better coast
I ask my fading hopes for the things I want the most
But it’s just an empty hallway, quiet as a ghost

I got demons on the inside telling me attack
Demons on the outside riding on my back
Angels keep on falling tryna keep my ass on track
But my angels lack the gumption so they let me fade to black

They are not the reason this is not their fault
Sometimes I keep my feelings locked inside my vault
When I pull them out people seem to be appalled
So I gotta put them back in and switch to my default

The last time it was all good I really can’t recall
They say to keep your pride but that comes before the fall
They say if I need help all I gotta do is call
But when I make the call they say they can’t help at all so

They ask me if I love them, I keep them so enthralled
They ask me for my love but first I have to make them crawl
Sometimes I get so caught up I forget that it’s all false
It’s just another memory that plagues this empty hall

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9 Sep 2011

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Bullet2Heart – Test Track – Mixing and Mastering my Sound 2

So, I hooked up my microphone for the first time in this new room just to see how it sounds. I had the urge to wanna start recording again so I made this test track using some old lyrics on an old Big B beat.

The result? Well…terrible. But I expected that. The problem is, the room is kinda cavernous, plus, it’s untreated in anyway. The next problem is something I never really stopped to think about too much: the fact that I’m recording over low quality mp3’s – Now any studio engineer will tell you that they dread when an artist comes in and hands them the track they are going to be recording over as an mp3, already mastered, already deadened by the conversion process etc. – They have a few tricks that help, but I’m not so musically inclined. I just don’t have the ears.

So after this next batch of songs, I’ll only be recording over beats I can find tracked out, uncompressed or at least in .wav format. Barring that, the mp3 has to be 320kbs, no less. Something I have to tell Big B since he tends to send me mp3s in the 128-192kbps range. It especially hurts because I tend to record at like 88k/32bit :)) Upconverting an mp3 to that just so I can rhyme over it is kinda overkill.

Another problem is mixing…I have no monitors! So all of my, ahem, mixing (or close proximity thereof) is done in headphones…which is a big no-no. I try to play the tracks on different devices to see how it sounds (usually terrible) but it’s kinda pointless and tedious without the monitors.

Anywho, here is the track. Keep in mind it’s a test track…using lyrics from a thousand years ago :)) You should probably listen to it through headphones, and for the love of Saint Cecilia please don’t attempt to turn it up loud! You’ll regret it :))

Filename   Bullet2Heart.mp3
Title       Bullet2Heart
Artist       SilencioBarnes
Album       PracticeWordz
Year       2011
Genre       Rap
Bitrate       320
Freq       44100
Duration   0:02:41
Size       6.3 Mb

See Mixing and Mastering My Sound part 1 for more complaing 🙂

https://silenciobarnes.net/music/mixing-and-mastering-my-sound/

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10 Jun 2011

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Been Spittin

So, I was getting ready to try recording some new rap music for the first time in like…half a year. Just wanted to do a quick track to see how it sounds in this new room…but then it dawned on me that I never posted the last coupla tracks I did several months ago.

So I figured I’d post those first before testing my equipment. This first one is called “Been Spittin” and the next one, which I will put into a separate post, is called “Child of Kings” – Both of these tracks have been in my reverbnation playlist, but as they are content, they belong here as well. I believe I used them both for my short lived Track Challenge, may it rest in peace. So this represent both the Track Challenge tracks and the Practice Words Mixtape.

Been Spittin – Produced by Big B on SoundCloud

This is another track that belongs in the Big B Presents category. I believe he wanted to do something with the Saw theme and didn’t realize at the time that everybody and they mama had already sampled the hell out of it. He went on to make the beat anyway, and I, of course, rhymed over it.

I’ll come back and add lyrics or more info if I should find the time and the gumption, or if anybody should request em.

to hear more music, check here: https://silenciobarnes.net/music/

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21 Oct 2010

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So Me

So Me by SilencioBarnes (Produced by Big B)

So Me by SilencioBarnes

SilencioBarnes – Poet, Lyricist, Rapper etc – find me everywhere else under the same name 🙂 https://silenciobarnes.net for the full scoop I have rap tracks and poetry tracks up here which may be jarr

So Me Remix (Produced By Big B) by SilencioBarnes

SilencioBarnes – Poet, Lyricist, Rapper etc – find me everywhere else under the same name 🙂 https://silenciobarnes.net for the full scoop I have rap tracks and poetry tracks up here which may be jarr

Ask my little cousins and my grandmama…I was saying “I’m Me” waaaaaay before you heard it from Lil Weezy:))

I recorded this a while ago, but I didn’t want to post it because there were so many artifacts in the recording…a LOT of em (pops, clicks, stutters, static, etc) – I wanted to re-record it but never got around to it. Big B already did the remix using the bad audio and everything.

I’d forgotten about it and then saw it on my PC, and figured fuck it, might as well post it as is. I like the beat that Big B used on the re-edit, so I’m gonna make that the main one in the top player above. I’ll post the other as well in the music player. The only difference between the two is the beat, the bad audio is in both. But it’s still some rap music you might enjoy.

Lyrics for So Me

I’m so me!
It’s in the way I walk, it’s in the way I talk
Y’all fishing for my vision, but y’all can’t catch my thoughts
It’s in the way I be, It’s in the way I see
I’m so d-e-f and my swag so G

I played so many circles, but never could fit in
My taste is wide and varies, I never learned to swim
I read Robert Jordan as well as Iceberg Slim
I see things so different, I still remember when

I was a game fanatic and comic book collector
Nicotine addict, smoke bogies down to filters
I played Wu bangers, Gravediggaz, RZArector
Queens artists, Nas, CNN, Cormega

I was reading early, around the age of 3
I used to love to climb but nowadays I blaze the trees
I got a nervous twitch and nerdy tendencies
I acted out in class, I played D&D

These things all came together, to form just who I be
It’s hard to really say all the things to make you see
The crazy formula, the line that connects a to z
But when you put it all together man, I’m so me

It’s in the way I walk, it’s in the way I talk
Y’all fishing for my vision, but y’all can’t catch my thoughts
It’s in the way I be, It’s in the way I see
I’m so d-e-f and my swag so G

I could trip or stumble, but I could never fall
I’ve been through the struggle, and lived to tell it all
I give game for digits, then never make the call
I got brain from bitches in public bathroom stalls

I’m not intimidated, you could be small or tall
I know so many faces, but names I can’t recall
I’ve lived in narrow spaces, with roaches on my walls
I can’t stop being me, I’d go through me-withdrawal

I’ve gone half on liquor, with some real life killers
I’ve smoked trees in jungles, with young and old gorillas
I’ve seen fiends get tortured, for coming short on scrilla
I’ve shared 50-cent sodas with some real ass niggas

I’ve broke bread with monsters, and shared chips with dealers
I see police coming, without a rearview mirror
I’ve walked streets alone that you’d turn and go no nearer
That’s why I’m so me, let me make it clearer

It’s in the way I walk, it’s in the way I talk
Y’all fishing for my vision, but y’all can’t catch my thoughts
It’s in the way I be, It’s in the way I see
I’m so d-e-f and my swag so G

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21 Sep 2010

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These Skillz

These Skillz – Yea, it was just for fun 🙂 Beat by Big B of course – He’ll probably remix it after I send him the vocals 😉

I’ll add the acappella and more info later.

The problem with questions is sometimes they lie
The problem with torture is, sometimes they die
Be careful with the blowtorch, sometimes they cry
Sometimes the flesh bubbles, sometimes it fries

At first they get real wet but blood always dries
Ignore them when they scream out questions like why
Just go about your business, and keep away flies
And even if they beg for life you should deny

There’s a thick vein pulsing on the inside of thighs
The femoral artery, it’s real big in size
If you cut it they will bleed out, give it a try
Just remember as they bleed you should look in their eyes

Oh yea, don’t be surprised if you start to feel high
Personally I get lifted when then they try to defy
And if you don’t get it right, you can always retry
There’s a billion of em out there, just pick and apply

These skills, knife chainsaw acid and hooks
Guns, they’re too messy and they ruin the look
It’s fun! Fuck drug dealing, pimpin and jooks
The real shit is cutting, carvin, havin something to cook!

These skills, knife chainsaw acid and hooks
Guns, they’re too messy and they ruin the look
It’s fun! Fuck drug dealing, pimpin and jooks
The real shit is cutting, carvin, havin something to cook!

Just think about do you really think somebody will miss—
A whining, pervert, racist, greedy, rapist son of a bitch
A crazy Satanist, terrorist that touches the kids
Yea, I know I’ve been your neighbor for a coupla years

And I don’t want to kill you, I want you to suffer
The pain and the torture, abrasions and razors that claim what you offer
Insane it may seem but quick death ain’t for me
I want screaming while torches

Are burning away all the nerves out your face
You can’t feel when they gone how the flames roast your portrait
Your flesh drips melting away onto carpets
Of fresh sticks I put out today on a hunch

Cuz I felt this might be the day that I wanna
Refresh these skills cuz you gotta keep on em
The knifes a bit rusty, the pliers, the garrote that’s made out of wires
The hammer, the nails, the will and desire to kill

These skills, knife chainsaw acid and hooks
Guns, they’re too messy and they ruin the look
It’s fun! Fuck drug dealing, pimpin and jooks
The real shit is cutting, carvin, havin something to cook!

These skills, knife chainsaw acid and hooks
Guns, they’re too messy and they ruin the look
It’s fun! Fuck drug dealing, pimpin and jooks
The real shit is cutting, carvin, havin something to cook!

This track could also be found on Last.FM: http://www.last.fm/music/SilencioBarnes/Practice+Words/These+Skillz

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12 Jul 2010

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Prevail

About the Song “Prevail”

A friend of mine listened to the beat and suggested I attempt an uplifting song. Something to motivate people with a message of hope…and this is what I came up with.

Unfortunately, the version you hear is not a perfect representation of the vision I had for this song. Also, it should be noted that I lost the original recording and had to piece it back together from a broken up temp file. Some stuff is missing.

The beat is called “Save Me.” It was produced by my dude in the UK, Big B. As such, I include it as a part of the Practice Words series of songs.

Read the Lyrics to “Prevail”

Sometimes we fall – we don’t choose it, Fail – and stop moving
We go through Hell – and we lose it
Why? – ain’t we improving, Rise – through the excuses
We will prevail – we can do this

The other day my brother told he was feeling down
He said the worlds against him and it keeps him with a frown
Instead of giving options all it does is gives him pounds
Of an illicit substance and a coupla cartridge rounds

His daughter wants or needs it and he wants to make her proud
Proud to call him daddy so he does what he knows how
He knows the consequences if he fails or falls or bows
Because he fell before – and so he can’t allow

The world to eat him up and spit him out, the time is now
He knows a better way is out there and he made a vow
That he would find it even if he thinks it can’t be found
And that was so profound, I’m glad when he rebounds

You gotta listen to your brain and heart, not other sounds
You gotta stand and fight through it don’t follow all the clowns
Cuz when the waters above your head and you think you’ll drown
You gotta swim against the rising tide to reach the ground

Sometimes we fall – we don’t choose it, Fail – and stop moving
We go through Hell – and we lose it
Why? – ain’t we improving, Rise – through the excuses
We will prevail – we can do this

Sometimes it looks real bleak, and you’re feeling bittersweet
And you think that all that you can do is just admit defeat
You try to keep the line together, but the ends won’t meet
Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do just to eat

The winter’s are colder, the summers bringin in more heat
Life is a struggle but when it fight you don’t retreat
Fight back and if you fall remember you got feet
And if you don’t, don’t be scared to bite it with your teeth

You gotta put that hard work in no way around it
Find yourself real good friends and stay surrounded
Because its difficult to be alone and still stay grounded
And being miserable will only help you stay confounded

You’ll make it through, no ifs ands or buts about it
Just tell yourself that, even if you gotta shout it
Think of solutions don’t think about the problem got it?
Life’s not automatic sometimes you need a push to start it

Sometimes we fall – we don’t choose it, Fail – and stop moving
We go through Hell – and we lose it
Why? – ain’t we improving, Rise – through the excuses
We will prevail – we can do this

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4 Jun 2010

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Which Path

About “Which Path”

“Which Path” is composed of some very old lyrics. I rewrote a bit of it for uniformity after recording the original and not liking how it meandered. I changed the name as well. Originally it was called “Word Life,” and the chorus was very different. I will add some of the original lyrics at the bottom of the post for comparison.

This song is meant to convey the thought process of an individual as they struggle with what they feel their life is about. Much like the song “3Interpretations“, it’s told from different viewpoints, all of which are from the same environment…if you see what I’m saying.

This song was recorded with an M-Audio Nova microphone through a ART Tube MP Studio V3 pre-amp. My audio interface (sound card) is an M-Audio Audiophile 2496. The vocals were recorded at SB Studios (my room:), in the middle of it with all the windows closed. My DAW is Adobe Audtion and I used a couple of VST’s for general effects. You can look for all this stuff on Amazon as well as various other places.

The beat is called “Murda in da 1st” and was produced by Mr. Smiff

Which Path Lyrics

Sometimes I feel like my life is a steel cage trap
And the thought makes my earth feel flat,
I thirst to be gone – but in the end I’ll be right back
You can’t escape need or flee life’s tax – Sometimes it be’s like that

Cuz Hell is only earth – heaven comes when you bleed
– And some will claim to love you if you got what they need
That’s why I live my life as I see fit fuck a good deed
Unless it benefits me my fam and unborn seed

I got love for my niggas and respect for they’re pride
But they wait until it’s too late to put it aside
They wanna embrace the dark when they should see the light
They wanna retrace the chalk line to fit they demise

And from these bitter thoughts they tell me hope for best
Or just wait until my lifetime that’s coming up next
Fuck that I gotta do what I need to see checks
If that include risk or seeing my death?…sometimes it be’s like that

It’s hard to see that thing called change
When that change only brings more pain

Some will do crime
Some will get high
You must get by
And that’s just life
We will survive

It’s hard to see that thing called change
When that change only brings more pain

Some will do time
Some just won’t try
Some live all die
And that’s just life
We will survive

Heard a shot and everybody running
Seen my nigga leaking fluids yo the shit was stunning
In his hand was the gat that he should’ve bust back
He stumbling bloody tracks and his body numbing

His death awakened by another man’s hatred
For any case you could end up in that wooden casing
Fuck the reason you got a date with death in the end you leaving
Save your breath when you bleeding and your body’s freezing

Last man standing on the battlefield breathing?
Crash landed from the womb for no apparent reason?
The soul can never die it’s just energy releasing
So ride or die in the end you all eye seeing

So break the chains off your mind – stop watching clocks
Cause time waits for no man it’s you that it’ll stop
Play the stocks Play the block Play robbers and cops
Roll over, play dead – or aim for the top – whatever

It’s hard to see that thing called change
When that change only brings more pain

Some will do crime
Some will get high
You must get by
And that’s just life
We will survive

It’s hard to see that thing called change
When that change only brings more pain

Some will do time
Some just won’t try
Some live all die
And that’s just life
We will survive

Invisible gods you throw your praises to ‘em
And hope the nonexistent save you when you touch ruin
My thoughts congruent harmonize with the streets influence
Amplified through this weed and music

Like a general I should see nothing but saluting
Might as well be the shooter if somebody’s gotta do it
When the gauge leaves you ruined and your flesh turns to fluid
What happens after that niggas still be disputing

Maybe heaven maybe hell but the final solution
We define ourselves because our minds do the choosing
Heaven here on earth that’s the goal I’m pursuing
I’d rather have it now so may the god’s bless my movements

Cause ‘til I’m in the dirt I won’t know what the truth is
So in the here and now I’m gone follow my blueprint
Laid out and played out designed with this music in mind
You think I’m a lose it you stupid

Original Which Path Lyrics

Here are the original lyrics, which are also rewritten. The original, original lyrics that I wrote in trade school are lost in time somewhere 🙁

Word Life

That nigga Silence raised where the violence be at
I’m from the Ville where every house a grave, loving the fact
That when a nigga dies he comes alive but stays in this trap
Open your eyes to the distant skies and never come back

Because hell is only earth and heaven comes when you bleed
And your man is gonna be your man as long as he needs
That’s why I live my life as I see fit fuck a good deed
Unless it benefits me my man and unborn seed

I got love for my niggas and that love never dies
It just changes into hate but my eyes never cried
My tears were never born so they don’t exist in this life
Kiss of the knife your last wish granted tonight

Spill your blood on the street congeals thick like Yvette
I guess you’ll see me in your lifetime that’s coming up next
The bullet effect my thought too deep filed like index
The greater the risk the more profit made in the end

For every life there’s a price you can take it in blood
You can bang for the love or you can bang for the cause
Hang your thought on a cross and fill your body with slugs
Then ask the lord to forgive all the sins that I’ve done (please forgive me)

You can live or you can die – choose the right path
With either one you can lose son it’s all up to chance
I sit and stare at the mirror watch myself staring back
In my future all I see is a glimpse of my past

Word Life

Heard a shot and everybody running
Seen my nigga leaking fluids yo the shit was stunning
In his hand was the gat that he should’ve bust back
He stumbling bloody tracks and his body numbing

His death awakened by another man’s hatred
For any case you could end up in that wooden casing
Fuck the reason you got a date with death in the end you leaving
Save your breath when you bleeding and your body’s freezing

Last man standing on the battlefield breathing
Crash landed from the womb for no apparent reason
The soul can never die it’s just energy releasing
So ride or die in the end you all eye seeing

So break the chains off your mind and stop watching clocks
Cause time waits for no man it’s you that it’ll stop
Scared to pop never that I’ll put two in your knot
You better hope that in your next life you’re running the block

You pay the price or your death you can take it in blood
You can bang for the cause or you can bang for the love
Hang your hope from a cross and fill your body with slugs
Then ask the lord to forgive all the sins that I’ve done (please forgive me)

You can die or you can live – choose the right path
With either one you can lose son it’s all up to chance
I sit and stare at the mirror watch myself watching back
Scared of nothing but the future that’s reflecting my past

Word Life

Invisible gods you throw your praises to ‘em
And hope the nonexistent save you when you touch ruin
My thoughts congruent harmonize with the streets influence
Amplified through this weed and music

I’m the general I should see nothing but saluting
Put something in your brain leave you thirty years recouping
When I’m pumping out the gauge and your flesh turn to fluids
What happens after that niggas still be disputing

Maybe heaven maybe hell but the final solution
We define ourselves because our minds do the choosing
Heaven here on earth that’s the goal I’m pursuing
Cause I’d rather have it now so may the god’s bless my movements

Cause ‘til I’m in the dirt I won’t know what the truth is
So in the here and now I’m gone follow my blueprint
Laid out and played out designed with this music in mind
You think I’m a lose it you stupid

For every life there’s a price you can take it in blood
You can bang for the love or you can bang for the cause
Hang your thought on a cross and fill your body with slugs
Then ask the lord to forgive all the sins that I’ve done (please forgive me)

You can live or you can die – choose the right path
With either one you can lose son it’s all up to chance
I sit and stare at the mirror watch myself staring back
In my future all I see is a glimpse of my past

You pay the price or your death you can take it in blood
You can bang for the cause or you can bang for the love
Hang your hope from a cross and fill your body with slugs
Then ask the lord to forgive all the sins that I’ve done (please forgive me)

You can die or you can live – choose the right path
With either one you can lose son it’s all up to chance
I sit and stare at the mirror watch myself watching back
Scared of nothing but the future that’s reflecting my past

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4 Mar 2010

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Practice Words

About Practice Words

If somebody were to ask me what Practice Words was about, I’d tell them that it’s one of those “I’ll kill you “lyrically”” tracks 🙂 There doesn’t seem to be a lot of artists making those types of songs anymore. As usual with DaEvolution tracks, the lyrics for this are pretty old. It started as a 32 bar, unbroken string of lines. I figured that’s two verses so the chorus was written right then and there before I started recording. I wanted to add a third verse, but since the lyrics of the first two verses fit so well, I decided to leave it as is.

Recording: This song was recorded with an M-Audio Nova microphone through a ART Tube MP Studio V3 pre-amp. My audio interface (sound card) is an M-Audio Audiophile 2496. The vocals were recorded at SB Studios (my room:)) in the middle of it with all the windows closed :)) My DAW is Adobe Audtion and I used a couple of VST’s for general effects.

The beat is called “On Fire” and was produced by Big B from Manchester UK in collaboration with Mr Smiff. The sound of it reminded me of the type of music we used to make back in days at the Dungeon.

Practice Words Lyrics

Here’s a message for your boy you should tell him to watch his words
Cause he talking and he rapping and acting like he ain’t herb
This is Silence and I’m back cause I couldn’t believe I heard
That these niggas think they spitting but really they just absurd

I spit with such precision like needles to epiderm
Acupuncture you with lyrics disable a vital nerve
Meticulous incisions like surgeons I’m unperturbed
– Lyrically I’m shitting on niggas like flying birds

It’s like seeing moving pictures all this action in my verbs
Metaphors deeper than scripture more angles than curbs
I’m a demon from the land lost where no one returns
Leave ya ass like damn corpse or ash in the urn, word

This the purge y’all get lyrically burned
You kids don’t understand it’s hot till you touch it and learn
I am everything you’re not I leave you niggas disturbed
I state word to my pops like I’m Jesus returned

Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard
This is just practice, these are just words
I’m warming up, feeling superb
Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn

Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard
This is just practice, these are just words
I’m warming up, feeling superb
Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn

I’m sicker than that virus that renders niggas infirmed
I’m a cause for concern like awaiting the judges terms
Like catalysts I bring change and unexpected turns
Like calculus I hit you head hard and spread like germs

Like atlas with the world on my shoulders I stand firm
Make cake and get dough with the butter my brain churns
A lot of niggas have been anxiously waiting on my return
I just kept telling them be patient the savior has now emerged

Stampeding y’all with bars like a moving buffalo herd
Y’all can not see me at most maybe you’ll catch a blur
Cause I’m high speeding like horse driven on by the spurs
Till I stop breathing or start bleeding I’m not concerned

I overheard niggas say I’m the best and I concur
Wipe the blade on your chest once I split you with sharp verse
The nerve of these niggas to say that it don’t burn
When I spit the flames hotter than lava and star births

Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard
This is just practice, these are just words
I’m warming up, feeling superb
Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn

Fuck what you think, fuck what you heard
This is just practice, these are just words
I’m warming up, feeling superb
Let’s get it started I, think it’s my turn

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27 Feb 2010

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These Words Are Free

Update 05/31/2010 – I finally got around to doing some audio for this, maybe it’ll help you feel the words even more 🙂 I used a free beat from Mr. Smiff called “Down N Out”

These words are free, so get em while they hot
Cuz if you wait too long you’re gonna miss ’em when they’re not
These words are me, just in case yo ass forgot
They were lifted from my spirit and they mated with the block

These words can be the seeds that start a brand new crop
Let them grow within your mind and be immortal in your heart
These words can sting, sometimes they find the mark
That you hide within yourself but I can see it with my art

These words are free, but somebody gotta pay
When the words that others speak can only lead to our decay
How could it be that what we seek has turned into a play
And the actors don’t get paid and they forced to go on stage

We need some better ways but they guide us like we beasts
Not even jungle kings they just treat us like we sheep
I need a better phrase cuz that sheep shit’s getting old
We’re more like auto-slaves, robots hard and dumb and cold

I hardly can control the rage that fires up my brain
When I see another corporate scheme succeed and we get played
When I see my fucking government treat people like they’re told
Knowing that the ones that told ’em are the ones that’s in control

Multi-billion dollar entities that span our dying globe
That poison our senses and destroy our country’s soul
But I digress I’m pretty sure you’ve heard these things before
But you probably could care less and think there’s nothing going on

You taking what they give you and accept their words as pure
Don’t you think that makes you less than the whores that you abhor?
I need to take a rest from these thoughts I conjure up
I’d rather smoke and sex but somebody must report

We in a global crisis that’s defined by the prices
How much does it cost to keep a population lifeless
How much for divorce from this all-consuming tightness
How much must we lose before think it’s time to fight this?

These words can be the seeds that – start a brand new crop
Let them grow within your mind and be immortal in your heart
These words can sting, sometimes they find the mark
That you hide within yourself but I can see it with my art

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