Tony, The Swordsman: Recent Episodes
Tony, The Swordsman
An MC/Producer/Audio Engineer outta the AZ; Yaqui & Chiricahua Apache. Feedback well appreciated! All Beats, Lyrics and sound editing done by myself (Unless stated otherwise). HiStory Trilogy, Ronin, Blacksmiths
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Taste tester of a Mixtape I'm working onmore to come.I don't own any of these beatsI'm not selling any of thisDon't Sue me, thanks
Taste tester of a Mixtape I'm working onmore to come.I don't own any of these beatsI'm not selling any of thisDon't Sue me, thanks
Taste tester of a Mixtape I'm working onmore to come. RIP Young DolphI don't own any of these beatsI'm not selling any of thisDon't Sue me, thanks
My solo track on The Swordsman & The Assassin Vol. IIIBeat by ParadoxAssassinMVhttps://youtu.be/3T2PDQ3HPYw
RIP to all the legends we lost From DOOM, The Godfather to Prince and Juan Gabriel
a single from the upcoming album Chronicle of a Vagabond
MV: https://youtu.be/AVVZr10ldk4
Beatbox rider 3
Once again up to the mic Is a man you already made your decision if you like Imma rhyme to the point You careless If you hate the beat Boxed in don’t I only make joints Never saw a pipe They planned and planted If they find it on me Don’t panic This ain’t a tantrum Just working more tactics Gripping a mic you can’t take gonna have to disarm me Damn sick No antics Crowd know to keep space from me because if I rhyme in a face they’ll need to graph it Look like a blast in an anime graphics In school I was known to rhyme on a dot All organic Kill the plastic Need my ninja turtles safe Hope you catching it All strafe Got you walking like you’re chafed So behave Knaves Don’t be brave Feel the flames Taze Rhyme book slaves Stay in your graves Place Imma do this even in the grays Faze Now tell me how it all taste
Go from boom bap To boom pow So what you read sun Tzu I did too and it ain’t gonna stop this 1, 2 You all rocking rompers Feel taunted Never daunted I was this way since Beto and I were playing contra Call me mega man how I roll through my city destroying cyphers A blue bomber My hip knows honor As well as how swell this pen looks at me as a writer I’m DK with the fade ready I’m the link if you want one to slay a stage with a medley I’m above the clouds on you busters Fell the waves my blade makes As I speak the earth quaked I’m here as one with a bulls eye For the feds from my kin in fear Get licked like steer Brand you cattle so you know how it feels All beef Tired oh how they treat God’s sheep Turn us into wolves Anxiety ridden yet doc still question why I can’t sleep.
Not scared just prepared if they shoot! But now I got a queen beside me that I gotta prove An indigenous brown love is meant and we proof Show all The men before were just spoofs Straight clowns That pushed you back and didn't see your crown And I had my fair share But prepared for when I knew it wasn't a game Never been the same Never blame the skeptics for carrying weapons Rather what got them there to alleged Know the ledge, Ain't to be tested A jump off can show you how quick the end is But that’s words to The selected The reflection worth checking Hit Replays for the lessons For less sins Peep how it all burgin From the soul's earnings Reap what you sow So always harvest in the soul Flesh meant for death You marked thinking you should spread But another an arm to lend But know to disinfect Enough vitamins for no meds So know what farm you commend All words from one plowing and eating from what was tended My land till the death I’ll defend it And share my dividends A Ronin 2 the end
Ultra T Mixing, instrumental, recording, lyrics, etc. done by me for Ronin II Featuring vocals by: Atnuk (Silent K)
More than a character you select Off rhyming I present Combos and flows speak relent Walk out this ring with more than a dent You haven't seen the best yet Ultra T The sword or mic cord Create lore While the rest bore The veil tore Destiny born See my blade reflect your scorn
Hip hop Hong Kong fooey On the mic leaving luggies Rhyming hock spit For the señores and the mosh pit Your songs show your masculinity fragile and toxic Heart of a sentinal Harm never reach Those under my blade Awaken potential Charge your grunts to generals Even your king expendable Leave witnesses to weave lore After the burial I'm Scarred like an ishbalin Came from those who were targeted & slain Your idols leave me stain Vicious saw me kill a fiend I'm Leo here to guide my brothers Even at the cost of my innocence It's my kin against All, Trained by Genkai No time skip hyperbolic Unrivaled under the sky So took my mech to the next Was an outlaw before I reached the stars So helped the rebellion on Mars My empress the same sailor but brown and sweeter You reap what you sow So I've only planted in my soul Explains my zanpokto New leaf turned but my blade didn't reverse Deaded to my shadow that try to coerce Strive for other world but I'd be piccolo or bardock Bringing the fight to where to dwell even in hell Sacrifice is the toll for my people free from the clock But I've gained more so I can't always go to the worst. Stop
I'm doing this to make my mom proud Maybe I'm doing this to spite my father Walking theocracy This sword I got from the last Goliath Ready for the next Make noise so the depression can't silence My own shadow be Talking shit behind me So what if I'll never make it I'm still making music for me And this mic I dare you to take it Word to Royce I been the strong friend Those barely to rarely checked up on Some flipped and some dipped No reason to be open I isolated Why do you think I made a whole album about it Walk the town around it Wolf raised Spirit of Remus shaking my head at what Romulus done Cochise same tribe as me Learning all I can and buy back my land I finally got what I prayed for Now just wondering how I'll mess it up Love got me fessing up to all that festered under the tuck She warm my heart and my guide that illuminates I just don't wanna be stuck in my ways Keeping me from a blessing be like my own father how I don't wanna be ending up Fanning the flame to meet this masterpiece and be all I can so she can see a man, great Now my choices can't reflect system 1 Walk around sheathed practicing lessons learned so they don't re-run All the more to lose Healed from the past bruises Now a queen next to me So eye sharper for Brutus Maybe I do this music cause God prescribed Maybe I do this because it's how I keep myself alive
Metroidvania
Beat by: Kami-O All lyrics, production, mixing, etc. Done by me.
Endless scroll Maybe the end I'll reach Before they hit my door to breach Then replay the story told Rise again to run it before they apprehend Maybe I'll make it to the end
I'm a foul creature that wreaks of ripe ether My rhymin opus speak Collegics think refining my epos Go from thesis to these fists I don't care how you identify The moment you disrespect a love of mine Bite the curb or your words Or I'll X your history Start far from stardom Through this odyssey Parts departed Hit the repair Now that one occupies what was once scarred in Adjust to actual affection as I go farther in Got sphinxes still trying to solve my riddles While I strolled by thinking pitiful After I was never meant for a pen But crack code and got in Knowing if I never made off my block Still would've made a way to raise my stock The half that made me Yaqui Is the same reason I got last name I hated to carry Lonesome journeys don't worry God got the other walkie talkie I'm just Chiricahua Apache man Before birth my existence was dammed Now I'm working pan pots, From lesson books And before that was mops and construction Looks It's worth every move Words from a knight to the rooks A queen is worth sacrificing the king
The swordsman at 5'11 With thousands of piles of stanzas Written above the clouds So you know God read em Vernacular speak immaculate Whether puncturing sleeping sheep With poignant deep heaps Or non sequiturs Never meant for the public eye The bird already followed But that's a song you should've heard by now My presence is hard to bottle My history is hard to swallow. Know even if I gain cheers Plenty of jeers Peers either dap or wish they could stab Know content arcane so don't blame those who drown in the flow been tending my garden of chilies and aloe The alloys came from every mental illness combined To wear a mask as I roam Strong in every step to ensure I return home. If it wasn't for this mic and time I'd be quiet collected in mine Posted with homies by the signs No clicks or pages Just a nobody for these agents Not on any web to be caught Just building anticipating the pop Only see my mug on ones my wife post Island of self stayed in note So appreciate and patience please This fashion was hard to ease
All Production, writing, mixing done by myself
original beat by: ParadoxAssassin
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It's so wild how my lover's file Was always meant to fit in my style Even before the download I know something was suppose to fit that space just mad at how slow From operating without Realizing I was in a drought But I guess that's how it goes My printed work can document How I been searching that fill Now Opulence with your fingertips to feel Cleared space and trashed folders that never mattered You Backed up on me I steady learn the way you compute as I try not to mess up Only programs I can do is video chat you and a DAW too Play my lutes and loops Excited and just wanna entertain you You Fixing feeding an itch my cortisol I'm sorry if im glitchier than all Solid shell I gotta break to fess up But when you work me I can show off I'm such a square in comparison to models you couldn't got But your curves I've mapped and always shoot my shot I don't care how other screens see When your my saver With the passcode keys When you have to go Knowing it'll be some time before I get touch Going from seeing your frame in high def To needing a cam to document the sight of the best Going from a quick click in person kiss Back to screenshots of the my rib I hate this When I'm apart I'm missing a part Part part
Know I felt a cog loose But with you its gone Just wanna be beside you Only one that took time for the manual And always here for me renewal annual If the standard I'm not up to I'll learn to self code Hack my back And try to ram up the slack This world moving too fast But with you I don't need to buffer This cold board knows only you as a lover. I freeze From surfing Never had ease in working Wish creator made me better Never want your work to be hurting My CPU never worked as well as others do Yet the resolution in your face never pixel But by every bit you leave I notice the malfunction You beauty personified Idk why They chose your data to hide Now all I want is you by myside Yet when you gone I need to find Search search searching
All of me and feel empty No program can help me I can barely run it Clicks cause ticks Wish it was a breeze Don't want you to feel guilt when you leave Just know the return cause my circuits such ease Feel like I could checkmate any of these droids, so please Know I wanna be by your side Where I function complete I just wanna be your favorite Just hope the affects of my past don't cause me to freeze Maybe My OS and You Can create a new And hope they'd be better suited for the world Than ME Just don't wanna transfer my malfunctions And at least they'll be born with a help button. Only feel the absence To big to ignore You I adore but sorry if I bore I'm just missing you I'm missing you I'm missing u I miss u mis U
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
When I rhyme I am a swordsman but behind the beats i am a disciple. This is my first beat tape letting this side of my skill shine. Started by making beats since 2010 once I could afford a laptop and a DAW, all just to make beats to show off my MC skills. Not finding anyone who made beats I either liked or had the same direction for, the solo act with multiple hats seemed best. I would hone my craft not knowing any of the music theory many said but always just listening to what I felt. After 3-4 albums i'd start working with other Beat makers and up and coming producers. by my 5th album I enrolled in a music school in my city where I found how sharp I truly was and how much more I have to sharpen. In this program I saw how off kilter I was, to me it all sounded great but when faced with the "law of music" I noticed I was off. I learned but never assimilated, showcasing my "experimental" and "Left Field" Style. This project is the collection of the picked product in that time. Showcasing my versatility and my act of staying true to self even in the face of complacency.with the ruler. In these 7 instrumentals is the story of my time. Enjoy.
The final chapter of my Love ? saga and first of my Amor series.
the end of the search and finding what I was meant for, Amor
all lyrics, production, mixing and recording done by me.
Lyrics, production, recording and mixing all done by me.
just some bars
As long as my ride or die got me in her top 5 Never sweat another rye 5ths plead I won't comply
This MC would seek synergy Yet few can measure to validity Of course you'll remember Don't blame the biters A true mc attracts mimicry Yet when they try to spit my lines They learn my rhymes rip jaws They should've stayed pushing my rickshaw Lick the balls As slick rick composed After one bar You'll know bring me for the rituals Never flip for the cause Not everyone can stand in my synagogue Bar for bar ain't up to par Beyond raw I cause shakes in a martyr Never can withstand the quakes of God’s plan No northern owl could ride the currents I produce Any pot holes in my lawn tell em better do like Perdue MLA citation better not be loose Never be squeezed for juice Even as a recluse Cut piano strings Test me to push for a key
Tactics tantric roll rampart Trying to find if I was defined as Astro or atlas Man is malice Taught to never break the callus But erupt in your palace. No of you worth the rent in my temple beyond your goal level The synagogue law Bans your simple plans With an outreaches hand My Monastery Truth seen scary Parries if you ain’t ready Results may vary Walking talking cathedral Aiming to poke a peak Sight higher than an eagle Many gossip and peek Ignoring as I’m reading Hebrews Sought Sanctuary So help others that do too Know they sought to tear me Pierce and bury me Bastarded how they air me But I know who carry I am the Church Gargoyle perched Goliath I while Hudson to my ear and right hand to Brooklyn Never shooken The Alter never faultier They plot to wrap my larynx with the haulter Or have me jump from the Rock of Gibraltar Same tribe as Geronimo My honor flow like the blood Prayer in pilgrimage till Shrine of divine made though the flesh Exemplify the rectified Excellent in the masters' eyes
I’m leagues above these teens Too concerned with material things Vanity and coping in skinny jeans Instead of skill to be pristine Forever be seen with the eye speaking “you don’t wanna tango with me” I walk a different gravity You couldn’t tell me God doesn’t speak to me The easel combat past defeated evils Easily Proclaim deeper I’m Not the run of the mill Wait I mean my Apache grandmother worked the mines So I ain’t letting the mil run me I rather run the mil down till they admit the uranium killed my people and they always knew it was never safe We too many leagues apart to grasp now let me tend to my grapes This AZ sun beat replenish and banish me Cause my melanin to gleam but can stroke My mind out more than I’m already gone. So while you all spit abcs I'm DEF like the right side of the plane Rook or King I ain't impressed with your Heinz lines I get it you said ketchup in time But catch up in time Because that's not Raw any More More Yes I will be kicking in your door door Incase you didn't know Rip Sean P With styles and styles I kick You can't cure this sick But if you wanna stand behind those who don't have any rhymes Just hiding behind beats Then...stand over there While I've been studying saffirr Fan of hobo & heiro So you need three eyes to see me wise Remember the days of pbs zoom zoom You might recognize me I was always the illest in the room Even before I emerged out the cocoon Called a bafoon Spitting straight doom As if dumile hired Imma be an MC till KRS retire Never stress the fire Even your white girl say I spit so neaty Man Tell the waiter I need my ziti cheesy Flow so dope but dudes looking at me crazy As if I was speaking graffiti Ain't granting no wishes I not your genie Or puppet, but my rhyming you'll love it And to those rappers gentrifying an art Like they gentrify my hood I'll make sure to tear down your crib But this time for good!
As long as my ride or die got me in her top 5 Never sweat another rye 5ths plead I won't comply
From the upcoming album Ronin II
Agent 000 returns
all lyrics, production, mixing and recording done by me.
Original beat by: ALYX Ryon
Production, writing, mixing, editing & Recording by: Me
"more bounce to the ounce, now peep the pound in my Jeep"
Produced by Me, Tony, The Disciple.
Much love for the Features, check them out! https://soundcloud.com/alyxryon & https://soundcloud.com/jaime10hutt
My Verse: Peep the step of The swordsman enterin the cypher Aura wreak speak depth Y'all couldn't walk my gravity Off a look some left Now let me get poppin like cider Hitting walls a bombin writer For my city and state I'll rep harder Mine as well be Sparta the way I'm kicking it in your chest As I'm reppin it For my people I'll lead and if need be leave me a martyr I can bring it to you where you rest Roll no vest aced test demand better than best I hate foos that wanna fight after they lost a battle against me Don't temp me I mean just take this L in peace We all gotta get home to our queens and seeds We already getting targeted by demon's and those hieratic thieves Transpositional thinking I'll hit your vital before you start blinking Only worthy beef is with Co.s So set match tri-0s They Trying to get us strung up in tree O's God got me KILLIN it but on this mic I keep a healthy ego My blade weigh a ton Spare a life they could say he saved some A lone wolf but know power in a pack Just had issues trusting others with my back Steel sharpen steel So believe if I'm rhyming with them they iLL First from the this tirade Go ahead and try to get your face regraphed Swordsman just fill in quota You can Ask the local coroner I stay sharp on every corner
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I3C0njYjBNA
I asked God to turn the wine back to water This author Came from a tribe targeted by my other side So I want us sharper found than our arrows because we ain't getting slaughtered Want to unite the tribes like chief Pontiac But if any wanna light an over millennium beef, I'll show you how I'll act Painted mine only of war When we made art and crafted from heart's ore Ignored and plotted against before those white ores Now I'm working from the same core I'm from the left wing of the Phoenix bird Rhyme superb, working verbs, hitting curbs Roll with a hoodie concealing self they say I look disturbed. I work a pen till the ink gone Crack my chest open for every song Keep creating because never promised to be here long I believe we all equal but in choices of path made us differ Some too busy pushing their dreams in their sequel Instead of living better not bitter So stand heavy hitter or those thoughts will eat you I know for this business I'll have to politic Smile for the cameras a bit Wave for the kids and kiss a baby But my rhymes hit, a swift kick causing your 180° Jaw dropper from a real hip hopper have you had this feeling lately? Got wolves waiting for a lick, and come clean so know how to mop ya I'm just a 90's raised by 60s babies Sad your whole chosen code arose to oppose me Y'all insects on my windshield So before I pop a top I'll shmear off You, your Wack crew, so called shooters that plot on you And your step pops too. I'm ice t in the brain and bread Salute no soldier boys Trained in different terrain we ain't the same strain Forget your abusive meds, found loaded movin or get lead from foos with spirits dead Boy soldiers ready to split the Ice I train like I'm rhyming in a cypher with monch, thought, Asia and chino XL Then add em and Royce Plus KRS kurupt RBX's and any or every slaughterhouse member Remember I came to dismember And Break it down to ember Now let me separate this rhyming society Is you em or brrr Sick in sentence Even a celly pray for space But get praise if I lugy a taste Solem in solitaire Only worthy opponent is I Unless my kin pic a mic even then They have to walk the earth as many miles as myself Before they wanna come close but by then I'd double leaving them comatose Trying to decipher a mad man's pied piper as I lounge with God to toast It's me.
Rhymes, Production, mixing & editing All done by me. Intro to The Island Of Self
Fallin’ to the Island
I enter the scene descendin’ Fresh off another endin’ Last attempt at a ship sank Saw scars to joke, yet claimed woke Rare side tried to show, no embrace but poke Forgiven but need to cope No clipse but tried to fight Malice Consumed by the callus Felt like I got kicked out the palace Backslide, got me questioning promises of a rib. I was spending too much time in the wolf’s den Spirit looking at me like a zombie but the Flesh knew him But even when the fangs & claws grew back in I was still crafting & humming hymns But I been to strong for too long The armor can’t hide the blood seepin Felt near end hope I planted good for the Ronin Self help health, the whirlwind took me, now falling like Sora Just a nobody from the home of the heartless Now to recall callin, tired of internal brawlings, regained that thick aura My first time on the island was from torn cartilage Where I knew no more crew so reclused & read Corinth Only knew the sea like Carthage Ronin’s blade were the first steps off that beach Where my two sides combined after other multis united Seem to detach fast, those who cared probably felt slighted Look up about to hit the water’s surface Look down see the hand that thrust No Riku, Heard words saying: Don’t fall to your darkness Conquer the jungle & meet me atop the mountain -Bless
Down the Isle (of the Mind) Produced, mixed, rhymes, exp. etc. by Me
V1: My rhyme style patterns that of Jacob's Ladder, every step benevolent humbly rhyme divine. Daily low pro but on this mic pure power like Ghost bumpin Ice-T doing the best to practice what I preach: Peace but these eyes of mine mastered the face of "I dare you to fight me" My homegirl asked how could I be fighting depression and still these girls bare breasted, all to cope train rhyme & physic peak, trying to unfetter hope before the anglos surround me with a rope or before the Beast unleashed no refrain, blotted in Lamb's book name and destained once enemy's annihilated frame with peach's taste gained A woman once looked into my eyes and said she saw a soul tourtered I replied "At least it unlokced skill dormant..." If my cup truly runeth over I just wanna watch it flow for the times I was broken and cold, a lot of people fear death alone, i use to but now im grown So that thought don't shake a hand of stone living life with a Bird in Hand let it be known.
V2: Since days that sparked these stars I've felt defective how my mind's been affected looking at God like "Why am I to be selected?" I'm trying to be like my mom with compassion for all but what my mind recorded makes me st-t-tall The example I express, Is one of many I present maniacal I accept, one day just hope to perfect. Since Savior took to re-graph, this flesh collide like sin of lust & wrath asked for a divine path but in practice trials show im off the mark I saw a man needing of transport looking like backpacking, no jansport Spirit told me to give him a lift but that's when flesh ripped Aspiration Vs. Experience made the conflict like I wanna extend a hand to my fellow man and do my part wanna make it a spark to extend God's love but I may not be fully at peace unless I pull it out the glove! Hold it behind his seat, sorry I know i just learned from a world that push and shove sometimes fear creeps up got me questioning the After other times self hate got me wanting it faster Pray to rid both one day i'll have to especially if blessed with an amor from the one above maybe I clung to God because I always wanted a father to tell me I was loved...
(Broken Bottle)
Produced, mixed, rhymes, exp. etc. by Me Shoutout to Slug
V1 Headed back to the store on this raft I sit full of desolates I made that leap to see if was I to tend your sleep solo as I traveled to a city near your battleground and home I sent letters, I wrote poems at a knight's inn waiting for your reply to join company and fly in mean time i met others spoke of this love for you I only spoke true waited and demonstrated all for you this voyage purpose met death you plea for distance and spoke of another love interest your isolation needed but for you i left mine I pried my heart one last time I search for signs cryin' upon my return you let me know it was a no go been through this before but don't know how much more this organ can take wrapped it up as i slept when I wake i'm trying to shake heart broke is something I know how to cope but if love ever came through that'd be dope
chorus: If I could talk to love i'd say girl you're Dope and if we got together I Don't hold Hope If I could talk to love i'd say girl you're Dope and if we got together may hold Hope If I could talk to love i'd say girl you're Dope and if we got together I hold some Hope
-Break- listening to a record on the voyage back to the island
V2 I'm still afloat so that's enough to be content pop open my chest to fix these dents remembering past damage stints questioning love as i fix a stent I made the voyage to show all she meant no answers lead to asking for space then telling me of another in her place to the beautiful eyes i never lied connections made now to sever & tend at least to admit i'll miss a friend but i been through this before and again a first now left condensed in a rhyme first to make me feel that intense from a distance yet wasn't continuous i admit really thought all in life i'd ever get now ready to give it all up like lent returned what you lent not the first time infatuation been screwing but now i'm done being bent! If i try again it better be meant the one before poked fun at the mental illness after her I let myself slip into darkness now feel myself going again times like this being a recluse really pay off i'm gone behind 4 walls homies could tell loneliness heartbreak took him all and if love ever came through for once that'd be dope but till then leave me with this rope
Chorus repeats in reverse
One more time for the end
My flow patterns that of Jacob's ladder Heart like a matador, all art while opposition full of the Bull shit rhyme Full Clip RIP Guru & Big L It's T-O-N-Y, incase you can't spell Never fail, peep entrails, step to close to the stage catch an impale Word to the girls in the crowd let me hear you get loud I'm just trying to see if I can put my tongue in ya peach wait, that was tongue in cheek I mean yours in mine Peep the rhyme Me on the M-I-C is classic like i was from the Boogie Down Bronx in N-Y-C Steadily serving any who step up erupt like Kurupt This is the night I serve 3000 MCs ! Raw start never pump fake hit you so hard make ya rump shake If that mark Trump ever do the draft Cuff me like Ali why fight for the country that lynched and targeted my family tree
No allegiance pledged for my Ancestors dead targets on my blood, soil bled trying to wake up my cuz Primos be aware Primas be careful wore weary, off these heart beats thought speaks, they'll kill me From a section where statistics told a destiny to be desolate time is of the essence forever testing so use God's blessing for the mic checkin forever wrecking till God steps to divide the wretched Peep the message !
Got my BA & dipped Homie Treated college like prison and did my bid Homie Grad. pics, check I dressed like it now full time iron mic it, peep the recoil it might kick mind been wild since yall was rocking sidekicks beware the titan might rip thoughts stuck on "The What" Brain like a Body Count mosh pit with Ice jumping off the set when you see me spit it's a polished tech! Heart like a smooth oldie something the 60's wrote strong roots, oak walk with a puffed chest, I might poke grew up around Locs Vato know me as true but stay regular head nod from OGs as I conduct my Testimonio So please leave me, See i'm trying to dance Cumbia with my lady
Check the first blacksmiths, I do this to show versatility flip flow & style, lyrics remain wild, it's the MC in me giving you singles flat, story in the line, how I rap but for the album i'll construct the complex Till I reach the Island this is my last broadcast....
A groove about my love! https://youtu.be/Or_NHlCJ27w
Much love to Ageedubb for working with me on the beat.
Shout out to Steve for the production and homie Daisy for A&Ring the connection. Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IoliuG6UECI&feature=youtu.be
I wrote this for you Sis (more spoken word) Shoutout and solidarity with the Women's march today
Thanks to Indie.Sav for the beat off his Sunny16 beat tape! https://soundcloud.com/indiesav/sets/sunny16
Continuation from "Affects of Rotation"
Special thank to my Sis for assist in the Chorus
Another off the Collab with ParadoxAssassin TS & PA Shout out for the work on this prod. by PA and letting me prod. on this as well
Shout out the BOO-YA T.R.I.B.E. & R.I.P. DTTX
Collab from a project with ParadoxAssassin Prod. ParadoxAssassin. TS & PA V1: ParadoxAssassin Mary and the blind men set forth Tenth fork in the road, been blessed by the ses Varying modes carry me toward the place I want to be Swept off my feet by the undertow I'll steal the show while 39 thieves burn the evidence Heaven sent it's a bent mind rest spent on the legal system Weaker vision - erratic actions Automatic pact then! Co-conspirators Half around the block before the lights go on I'm only dreaming when I recite: Success, success Passed my bed time... who am I kidding?
Wake up to alarm clock and the light of the sun Gather courage and the heart starts pumping First step, it's official - rigging the system In terms of the contract, boom-bap rocks PAs ParadoxAssassin raw in the cut with no delay Crystal clear clutching mics Klondike, ice veins Taste the secret ugly duckling manning cranes Constructing infrastructure Pass the blunt, sir What's the weakness damaging your likeness? What's the 3.14 without the pie crust? Fiyah.. lie ta.. your face Die to return with a vengeance Just the sentence I've been waiting for Masked doormen confused for intruders
Case closed; here's the swordsman x2
V2: Tony, The Swordsman (Coming to the Stage, TONY!) I Came to bomb Harder than drones over Innocent Lives I make the connection between the Pen & I Start steeping these rhymes as I watch it dance from side to side. I ventilate, What collides inside I emulate, this light of mine I came back from another ship of heart that sank Similarities turn differences, but all dissipates when I share the furter, I'm sorry if i'm being too frank. I was enlisted by the Assassin, slide me the beat and no time to think Pen grippin like a Magnum Start flippin I'm a Master Steady sippin on this Passion Still hitin you can ask her Start trippin imma knock you squares' guard saying we won't make it to the Madison. Been the wolf laughing at you copy cats jacking flows and stealing patterns but none of yall ever made it magic.
Just don't temp these M.C.s College grad from AZ Just sayin you couldn't handle these degrees (x2)
This MC Breeds only with the finest hynas Elemental fire, forgive me for the pride Messiah this flesh ain't taking me higher but I was raised a rider. But I been about these Bars Since I came up out the hood where the brown & blue ride Still only got 1 red shirt, barely wear the mental still Westside I made it out but not everything leaves as easy Mind state still: See me when you see me. But no matter the zip code because of the skin tone these badges won't ever leave me alone. Nightmares of my past killing me in my dome leave me in my zone sharpen a blade to kill a king on his throne. PTSD won't ever let me get caught slippin Examine every angle, I catching every hand that's hidden. Haven't met a threat or one to consider a foe But step to me on this mic and they goin' say they saw a pack of crows and thats just how it goes.
They only cared about my hood after they Gentrified Never talk about my people they Genocide Couldn't kill the soul, though they tried So now I make sure I spit these rhymes Amplified
Battling Instincts that are primal Never lose near prime, don’t bother with the vitals Risk the car bomb, can’t stay idle looking for my rib mad with ad-libs Can all go from Razzed to Razed go from playing around to leveling the ground Try to erase your mistake but the hood taught me how to spot a Mark Never go with the flow I had to be a Piranha which made me a Pariah now they shout “Sire” MC Paragon not at my lotus playing with dice loaded, writing odes bumping Otis Plot shots at the oligarchy looking at your ancestors monarchy Revolution readied my playlist for the anarchy hitting gongs sharpening my archery I rhyme with a mic palmed in my right don’t ask if i’m the bomb when you see the fuse to the Dynomite! work the angles like Pyrite looking for a fine night in a life that’s finite Death sized me up but all Light If you think I’m Dope, you right! While the rest are.....aight (ehh) Aim for God but hitting Lucy’s fur, another cruising deterred Homie the word can turn to a sword if these S’s front. Hitting faster than supersonic, hedging these hogs; was that a shout out to Nintendo or shot to Cops? Leave you catatonic, send the signal and I’m on it Till they say that last part mirrored You might wanna catalog it all to be clear
Imma B a loon till they pop me walking my dogs in the desert in a mask, hockey suburban beatboxin symphony dancing like MJ, an oddity Topless with socks directing my soldier at attention, you looking thinking “Thank God that’s not me” I speak to come out your Stereo so y'all should know I ain’t MonoTony Going to privileged districts bringing the tool for the loot Y’all head of the bull means you only good for the lube founding father’s flag I shot an Arrow through whether Obsidian or Quartz all obstacles a tickle turn corpse before the night ends watch me take a pill for my lows then hit my pillows from feeling life’s wollip. Told you before only worthy enemies were clones of me and Shit to this day my Doppelgänger still ducking me! They say the loudest in the room is the weakest but what if I’m teaching? what if I realized no one in my direct vicinity could beat me! Only rollin’ with Cholas slapping the shit outta white people saying Hola, Incorrectly with or without a mic you see me, respect me Always walking in Nikes so you could never check me Whether you see me as Rick or Krs, The Teacha or the Ruler Imma be blasting out your windows like the I-10 shooter!
...The Diagnosis Symptoms written iLL stricken Slow tickin' Reality hittin' Thought I sealed the cracks, now fractured Didn't let it leak to the acts, but it tampered mental & emotional plane, felt pain I thought I covered this stain? Dr's office getting smaller by the minute She sat me down, thought this all would be quick, "What's wrong and don't be slick?" She asked after her findings told, I felt cold another piece of innocence was stole-en I thought I was healing with this pen and prayers sent but I pal out with my flesh from time to time as abusive friends my body starting to show scars from the inner war & fray about this never told just hit it behind a joke I sold just knew no one wanted to know more I had to say Tried to keep secret what these walls secreted, No one knows what lied beneath my home Building couldn't take it , popped off the roof so the doc told me I got shingles.
Time ticking louder I feel the wrinkle always felt the war rough but stayed silent as a library thought coped well with a page but met the contrary, funny a cause Sat right in that room Depression crept like a cloak, hide the shine Now when I tell Mom she won't accept "I'm doing fine" No one to tell, homies came-n-left and I had to stay on my own step Fall; hope I land on my Island in the sand to grow from this Fate; at the time started reading the book of Joab knowing the test fits The break downs seeping to the skin now, shakin' hopin' I regain bliss ever since the doc spoke I sat with a cynical smile the eyes guarded soul dr. said "need to calm down, take it slow and what's bothering you so?" sat stitching a smile I sowed, knowing I ain't opening up here from mentals, flesh, stress and college I go, I took leave had to make it to class in a bit, told a rare few that day I felt Bleach hollow I'm just tired of seeing my name on a damn pill bottle(x2)
The Checkup... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mUIFN9_GLNw&t=1s
At performance Bounce Bounce Bounce Check The bounce I mastered from hitting the bottoms Ricochet Rhyme Spray T-Smooth how I work a groove Only improve since the first Interlude With a rude mood I been that Foo! Saw 'em Sawed 'em and Got 'em With that Accurate Alchemy Avide Mastery As if i was trained by the entire Academy I'm Rockin the Bells, shit Poe heard that thing ring I hope my family happy I postponed being the Dopest M.C. So mom could say "Mijo got a few Degrees." Transferring from your given F's as I travel through the K's & C's Tour with temps rhyme hotter than my last girl type to make you harder, now spit Harvard, Grit till I receive my Masters Look forward as a dog to a leash but till then I'm a wolf battling a beast Wasn't meant for the 9-5s Must have meant something, that after all these college classes and mental breakdowns that these rhymes survived! Aim as an angle but took an L for the ust replaced with with an R now you know the reason i'm Left-n-Right Scarred But all I do is raise the bar like a lifetime inmate benching weight on the yard! Prophecy polished in poverty my honesty wreaks, watch it leak Never smoke but lit Ls to burn a leech Everyone scared to die and I'm eager to give God that Hi-5 I mastered the mask of health to maintain just so no one can see, hope my body it don't seep I exercise therapy through the ink encompassed by heat loosing by the blink. Try to stay afloat but I get deeper if I sink Act like it ain't getting to me, check my Facade No one cares to hear that's why I rap it to your ear Till the day I meet DRE, gotta see what these other Doctors have to say Till I meet DRE, gotta see what these other Doctors have to say... (The Diagnosis coming soon)
First verse - Tony, The Swordsman 2nd Verse - The Ronin third Verse - Antonio, The Disciple
Finally did a higher energy level beat, looking to do more Shout out to KAMI-O for the beat
Music Video: https://youtu.be/n7vSNak9Kns
I can beatbox
(Coming up to the mic it's) T O to the N Y Never been to NY Maybe one day go to Queens for a queen And in her garden plant my seed See all we can be Then shout out hip hop, south Bronx I mean Or maybe I need a baby all west and wild with that style Either way been needing one from around the way The finest gems from the roughest spots Know the street but strive better and only let the truest in her docks This is no holds bar So after I release one I don't go back to grasp I'll let you do that. I'm the swordsman A gentle breeze or a storm to some Two sides of the same blade If that addition is too hard I'll sum it up Antonio is the monk I pray to Christ And Tony smells of earthly pleasures but trying to get right I mean I just want to be me Take that and flip it Then add two cc's I mean I went to Estrella Mountain Community College That spells EMCC Seems promising
Back to NY to see what's happenin I'll start knocking down buildings in Manhattan Was that an east coast diss? Naw That was a shot to slave owners and big businesses To make us shuck and jive for money Really Tony those references ? Well before you look at me funny My people still out here busting their back for that taste of freedom From Fields to doing your yard Yeah you preaching how you just got out the trap And living like the lessons didn't teach you how to behave Well why don't you come back because my people are still in the cage!
First rhymes I ever said was: I got all these beats up in my head I can’t go to bed gotta make that bread, holla “Big stones” said Cassidy Don’t try to master me, I’ll surpass thee as an MC coming from the AZ an O.G. Come test me I’m A to the Z and rhyme everything in between I’m better than anyone ever heard Better with a verb Better with a herd, Get ‘em Trying to make sure your head I split em Trying to make sure everyone ever heard me before Tryin to be RaW to the literal take it do the reciprocal meaning i’m always ready for WaR Off top, with a mothra Matter a fact on my wall is a TV
That stands for Tony Valencia, Juni-or because I never knew my Fath-ar Shout out Donald Duck Down with Donald trumped Let's see him visit my streets No police Have him doing my lawn with my dogs off the leash Forget the initiative They claim they for the education and nutrition But corporations still killin our kids I'm not a monk yet god you can smell these earthly desires I love capitalism Prostituting everything Trying to get out, send you to prison Making money off keeping you dumb And when a man kills a man with a gun I'm making money off of every factor I wanna be Viacom Yall don't need mr rogan to know this fear And yall rappers acting like its the show since you talkin like you eating dick All is fair in love and war Haven't met my wife yet So I sleep at the battleground Don't worry I'm from the hood I'm use to the sounds Most out here rhyme the same So equivalent subtraction, all slain Imma stay Jesus yall stay Budd dust Yall crumbs No offense to your theology I'm sick of the land of monopoly Too smart for the dumb I'll start my Odyssey But shots to Greeks I'm the Apache and Yaqui No signs of and end I mean you can't stop me Expensive alcoholics to bartenders Give me your best shot I'm top tier Knock you out and leave you to rot there Why do I need a throne when yall couldn't reach my stool But playing as if it isn't cool Shut up button up and eat my stool Foo!
Power Level: 10029
Welcome the funny funky asthmatic asshole Delivery trash bag your best ho With nothing but flesh under the plain tee, so Flow classic Jurassic raptor matic Maniac stab it Enter cyphers to bomb them all Dominant abdominals from the abominable Speech colossal Fear collision that's two words to opposition Change your position Man of God on a rap mission Envision lyrical incisions To remove calluses Can you feel this? Looking for the best aquí Flow jumanji in a Maserati With locked key Not a common carbon copy jalopy Not one for beer but I'll try sake Forget the world ask what god's son has to say World on my shoulder and yell to keep poise Never bought a gun cause at my own self is probably be firing it Thirsty so I started busting hydrants Raw breed you're a hybrid I'm the type to show how I bleed While you just promote wack and true self hiding it Never been a girls first choice Only attracted attention after making some noise working this voice Spit nothing but truth, what you expect from ugly? I'm like a barred monkey Flinging shit for looking at me funny She wonder heart stolen it only fallin for robins When I'm trying to be the man to this batwomen Though I know I'm intelligent and insane Like joker mixed with baine Something like blood on the walls while claiming sane King of the jungle fuck Tarzan I'm the man Fuck jane give me Esmeralda and jasmine Both could be my main thang Opinions annoying like girls instigraming Starbucks Then talking about a struggle, shut up Suckas try to be my homie one I reach success Thats a friend request denied Dope rhymes supply From walks to avoid crimin-aI and scenical What started Hooked on phonics kick start Now My art of shuriken and darts But still take the microphone to record a fart....
Tangible flammable animal cannibal eating cambills wearing a flannel Creature needing a dope feature coming up with dope rhymes at leisure A leader Veteran veterinarian Meaning I've been killing pussy and putting down bitches for years Word to my decent descent Trying to make some dollars out of my sense before ascent Through an accent before tragic accident Worry not fate is god's preset Practicing what I present Word to God my only sensei Though CDs that I bought From MCs that I thought Were dope helped me step up like I was hanging myself from a rope Life cost an arm and a leg Losing my mind so I had your girl give me head Quick killer like leopard with leprosy Sick and twisted like I sneezed on a twizzler Carnivorous cavern bound Worse than Randal savage Outlandish to think I'm average, check the sound Why would they let me be a teacher since I'm a predator I mean apex Claim raw but safe sex Latex, in a suburban home calling for the Feds Of course I'm mufasa and so many try to scar me Die to my pride Like an homunculi Cost an arm and a leg Kneel to pray and beg Feel like I'm all walking around in armor Unable to take it off They say I'm just a nobody but go ask the cyclops who poked out his eye I'm the shit reason crowds catching sties Just want you to understand me like denominators Listen to lames now listen to me now you know better I rhyme to depict the fight inside Similar to sub-zero and scorpion versus Ken & Ryu I'm more kenshin but trained Lui Kang under Raiden I've been training to see beyond eons Been a phenom I mean phe-nom-inal Sending shots to your ab-Dom-inal Shocker scholar With bars that are solar Don't ask just bask in my light Be the radiance in the night Claim to be perpendicular But we parallel Because I do what you don't that's excel I mean you're micro soft Jabs Couldn't feel Skill so ILL cause plates to Shake with a click of my heel Vision to see my CD Getting bought overseas And them saying "Damn! thats a dope MC"
@jayesav
Hey, Thanks for meeting me here and not standing me up Excuse me while I scoot in this booth so wassup What do you want to drink I'll have tea, yeah I know I'm not the usual MC I've been looking forward to this date By the way you look great And no I'm not here just to get in your skirt but your glass case That's the case Please I just thought you were cool complimented with beauty Seemed like someone I can reveal self and no nudity Excuse my nervousness Just not everyday I am accompanied by excellence So let's peek Into each other's mind Show me yours I'll show you mine And I don't wanna be confusing you Just let me bear my heart Don't know where to start Let's talk, get these drinks to go,wanna walk? So let this papa roach tell you what I've resorted Lately I've been alone Even in my nest last night almost suffered cardiac arrest And I had no one to call upon Yes this isn't some pick up line Or trying to fall in love Just a man taking off his glove My palm itches for yours Open your doors Not really and interventionist's core Trying to create something But please hold me so I can feel like nothing. I believe I'm pair-able Learning spitting parables But I haven't met a match yet To spark a flame I'm a bit awkward like counterclockwise tick tocking Amongst a bunch of students awaiting the end of school rockin If you give me your number I'll text you everyday a bit regrettable but do it because I know I'm forgettable Scarred with girls from the past Only situations that ended in whiplash My last just vanished Without a warning at all, felt dissed so I dead the bullshittin My mission is just to find someone worth committing Know I ain't shit but my music worth listening Sorry if I just unload Know you probably don't wanna upload my soul So tell me about your day Didn't mean to babble on Understand if you want me gone Keen to hear what you have to say I can see you're a blessing Worth the messin I ain't 50 but Let's continue on and see if we can survive these 21 questions.
Shoutout to Lokee for the beat. https://soundcloud.com/lokeebeats
Take a ride with me
Shoutout to IndiSav for the beat!
Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EuTk7Nye76M
I'm Taking a walk down sarival Thinking of rhymes Like a suicidal patient aiming to be terminal But spit verbal herbals all natural With God given guidance Favorite about my state is The nature from mountains to desert Where my people still working the fields busting backs and heels My status is first generation that isn't picking cotton and onions Family want us to improve so they killed for our lovin Hope you listen as I'm rap-pain(g) I mean I rap my pain In intervals of beats per minute Or acapella on the corner Future rap for the kids,I do it for ya I don't care if everyone looks at me strange Or mutters that I'm insane Because I know my membrane Contains more than anyone in this game Matching mine I say refrain because So much so that it'd cause busting of their brain cells From the strain Coming in long winded Like I was an Egyptian God I'm just so RA with it Hock spit it to the hogs with a case they trying to pin it Mind like a diamond mine never a flaw Been a wolf check your face getting these paws Never pause, a continuous flow That go beyond a role plays ration handheld or arcade been in control But I'm much more elaborate Than the minotaur or Pan's labyrinth Saved by the second Adam To be adamant When all I faced was two faced Rebuttals that wanted my place Never sold soul for the goal Remained gold with a elegant flow Continually apply pressure to the coal I hold
Chorus: I'm just running Trying to fan my flame Mute unbelievers As I excel and maintain
Braille rap can you feel me? I mean really what's the whole point of you can't? Feel this man's sorrow wisdom and wrath Instead of stealing your pebbles with my hand on a hammer like BAM BAM Say you spit acid rap But you're basic alkaline I could crap out better rhymes then you on my shittiest day I'm sensei to your Senpai Never acknowledge nothing under a benevolent scholar Honestly I'm just trying to see If I got fans over the sea Like conquering the arch Claiming to be a hundred But I'm over 9 thousand Forget your feelins Space age, I ain't looking at a ceilin Leave a legacy so strong you respect my great great grand children Tired of hearing people say it won't work Mine as well give up and be a clerk Jerks with no perks Persecute me for my works Thinking it hurts Honestly it use to but now I use two to keep the flame burning Staying up fighting these tears But no one wants to hear How I've been trying to keep hope alive While others plot to see me die And my own pain I'm trying to survive So these lyrics therapeutically keep me alive Thanks to only God Christ awakened spiritual Only increased lyrical Yall claim third eye But I'm tien and hiei So forget what he say Cause I've been dr. Bombay Upon Pompeii Check my lava flow.
Chorus
The Swordsmen and wordsmith One in the same Stand tall and regain All from which sin sent me faint Reign truth while staring at puddles from the rain My whole conviction Is prospering off a diction while feeling fiction trying to turn it non So I mute others with no qualm Reading a psalm Arming my bomb To bring about teachings that at first may harm Because some of the best lessons learned are felt than heard Reason my life I turned Because I could have picked Up the devil's lick quick Giving into my thoughts and evil in my heart But God had me from the start So now I sit in this dark with light inside as I use this art to spark The Swordsmen named Tony On this journey I share my story.
Shout out to RookieSav for the production!
Lyrics here: http://the94thchamber.tumblr.com/post/116085116429/the94thchamber-how-come-my-reflection-dont
Mind over matter but who's opinion really matters? the way i'm cooking these rhymes, Sauteing these lines, wearing an apron that says "kill the critic" But honestly who needs one when i'm over analytical Over my lyricals trying to proceed and exceed my own abilities from Nitpicking and digging Everything: Simple convo, how my art goes; creating situations, checking all angles for preparation causing nervousness over thoughts I Stress. The Ifs, The maybes, They'll Love me, They'll Hate me Make & Break with my own Sets & Shakes She told me she loves me, but I couldn't believe her After re-reviewing diagnostics It's obvious i ain't operable. The second guesses just leave me a mess to dissect self and everyone else All just from a young age learned putting myself to burn, sherlock, this is how i've turned before any and all, just hope I conquer before it causes me to fall Decisions examined for the sake of precision Breaking it down to the Atoms making incisions Splitting molecules, to my Island I seclude.....
Shout out to ParadoxAssassin !
Check your step, come correct, I been in effect I came to bomb atomically with honesty. Display with rays of grace promptly, Push pens novelty, Slay with a blade properly and spit chronically. You ought to be out of your mind, I'll leave you headless Silence audible, The mic you holding ain't nothing but to cough blood into How you rock a chain when you're necklace? stick out what you don't got, slap box voice box, lost throat I'm a teacher and this test ain't open note, overdose if you ever take a quote, remain solemn Bring it on, I mean all of 'em Mastered mind behind design, Steel refined & Beans refried! Try to enter my chamber that is access denied, How you claim Cause when you never Defended? How you claim God when you never Ascended? I trained starring my fear in the face so I forever remember, My whole strategy, is to leave yall amputees. See me they say "God sent him!" Step to me you'll be a victim of Natural Selection.
Check your step, Footwork shinobi The M.C. named Tony Careless if you accept I'm leaving this battlefield with your fucking respect.
Yo I'm back at it like relapsing addicts flow basement but i'm a rap addict fear to be stagnant, whole gem not a fragment Rhymes auto-biographic Fucking X's & Y's, so graphic leave your story tragic more than titanic Serve these wack & average with savage mathematics Major been linguist, Still cunning, ask your girl how I flip the tongue lapping and out running with these asthmatic lungs Rather be underrated than hightops easily faded Call me out, you don't want an answer, Cause i'm death to dudes manhood like testicular cancer. Been ill, with all the blood spill, like KKK missions trying to keep these Nikes white but ain't afraid to scuff in a scuffle, I mean fight. Whether physical or lyrical, unleash beast Yall nothing but prey in the teeth, so I pray for the feast. Freestyling in the line for the concert enter the cypher, bomb first beatbox rider, murder a rhyme then see a hyna Get beside her, spit while she sipping a heineken Set before I was humming hymns Looking for the one, mira fuck bread I'm out for the toritlla corn or flour, devour same with Moo's, Cowards. King pin with this ink pen nothing but fake friends to set you up influenced by RBX & Kurupt Amatuer opposition laughable, talking you spit heat, dog you flammable reason to keep your distance, Acid rap, no forensics for instance, you trying me is as pointless as a blind idiot trying to write a book with a dull pencil. then show these phalanges to your dental Spit in your face, Piss in your place, Shit where you taste; No one checking for you, I'm Mad disrespecting you! Neva indeva with a serpent I rather seva wreck your retina chin checking the one who said the mic I wasn't bombing foreva tap into skill that remains dormant make rhymes out of what torments and Remain champion of the tournament.
Shout Out to Paradox Assassin for letting this Swordsmen start Dart Blasting.
Don't count your cash where the wolves can see Don't put it all in the bank, keep protection by your seat Watch the shadows they always can Creep Be careful what you get into, don't let it get too deep Know where you rest, watch your feet always can get test Watch what you say, Verbal magnets whatever you say you'll attract it Then we all will see if you're a fact or an actress boast not or else find the cavity the gunshot Know your ties or be hung by your nots bride your tounge know what's behind your words careful what you let in your lungs, be about your verbs Check your foundation before you build or the Mansion on the hill will turn to rubble in the field In all there is a beast, you either burn or learn to tame All you have earn or be a pawn in someone's game Casket or urn can't take anything no matter the car or the ring So what's the worth of a Lame's fame? Mental slaves can't see shackles when its right before them Callousized hands from digging own graves While slave masters haggle, wrong one to battle Know your roots & story, check your inventory Let others say it or claim false glory, Paint your picture no matter how gorey careful who you canonize remove silk and wool from your eyes Know your notoriety, keep business orderly or they will fuck you overly. understand how they see you, stereotype and all work the system don't let it work you, build barriers stand tall love your family enemies and friends, but becareful who you let in Anyone can turn on you keep a parachute, when they throw you off the roof top That mountain will move with faith, only keep a card in your sleeve if it's an Ace Worry not of religion just know Jesus is Christ. Live by your own before you give advice Be yourself even if it leaves other's scratchin lice Men & Mice, Laws and Rules separate to make longevity legendary
Laws Loop holes and clause Evens & Odds Boss with a downpayment on the cost Rules pick up the clues know who you owe dues my guidance, this is for you to choose
Don't rely on one person too much, because like a crutch Once it busts you're done, the ones that watch you make it can be the same ones that want to take it collect crops before the locusts come Tithe 10%, naysayers don't even notice them All dogs bark so use it as fuel for the furness Believe in your dream first & stay earnest Once you lose faith in yourself and abandon identity for wealth just hang it up & flush your work Because you should never try to find acceptance Do it for you and embody your lessons even if you're not meant to be the hero, be the stepping stone for the next Leave your story in text, so you can be proud you lead the way with a halo But never envy's another's success earlier than you we all got our own time to rise, so continue to breakthrough Careful where your feet are planted, the world will shake you know your feets' plans or they will take you Don't be tied to posts from the past, know when to fight, laugh & dash Never let rust get to your axe, be about it so they won't have to ask Know those you surround yourself with because one of them can have you swept Remain raw I tell you law, see the reciprocals ready for war, face the walls Stay and train for the duel, check the rules, listen & learn and don't accompany fools.
Chorus repeats
I made this as a reminder, so when I get lost this is my spare lighter.
Music Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ap9KBaBtaeo
Cold heart warmed up on a stove top Waist of time like a hip tattoo of a clock Sasquatch in abnormal socks In the hospital like Peep this doc No giving a care in an ambulance In a trance when she dance Feeling a fire in my pants Desire in a glance Rant, pant and revamp Then I watch toonami I Hip hop a party Forget a DJ give me a mariachi Band that can outstand And make these white people dance back with batteries in my pack Now I'm hitting like the bunny No money but still get the girls "He's pretty funny" I'm a rock star Playing for arrancars Moshing with monstars Scrambled eggs never poched But god forgive me cause I'll kill a pocher Of Arizona I am the bard Barred barbarian slang blade scaring them Scarred by flaws and life of hard Trying to get a interview with nardwar Don't smoke near me I'm asthmatic At college for English and I'm alright at mathematics. Trying to be a decent descent for my ancients Never claim throne but my organs in a jar Same ones they'd expect me to cook in Step in the door and they were shooken And took when witnessed skill From the pan to the fire never retire Only admire didn't shatter a sweat But held in contempt for uncontemporary content Only make promises no threats.
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85 lines (Aquatic Thoughts)
It's funny how every week I get weak So routine that one day I just feel incomplete Like the fuck am I doing wrong Why haven't I recorded a new song So I stay inside quiet waiting for god's consent to die Contemplating every aspect of life Realizing I'm just an insect with a bit of intellect who dreams of success with kids and a wife Feel so alone on my own Love my family but wanna leave home Just to be able to create that studio I wanted need to prove to my dad he missed out on this seed Mom the only one I owe dues since I pay thithes every check From the military because of a step dad that didn't neglect I told my cuzion if she returns from basic And I'm not on a new level with this music that's it If I can't make a move in 6 months I'll erase it Life on the edge and I'm just looking for a reason to jump Save me from this misery that faces to deface me Why would I be called by something I don't trust Reason I don't go by my government Rather the revolution clean sweep and start again If it was up to my mom I'd be servin sermons But I pray this mic I'm meant to deliver clever wordin The mic I Wonder if I'm meant to hold I don't judge, cause for my own setbacks I scold Sometimes i just say the wrong thing, Sometimes i couldn’t care less what people think and times i just want to know what she thinks Funny how I've fallen for girls only seen through screens Type not to be whipped and give up cream But just seems so scerine to have a family and a fulfilled dream Came to grips I might die alone I told god it is in his hands, though when I said it felt like my chest was under a van love was separated by a state Still reminisce over a love that never happened I still got love for you and I know it's mutual However I know it worked out never Perhaps in some other universe or lifetime shit we could have been forever Yet in still I respect you enough not to bring your name in these raps. Just want a girl to believe in me and tell her we can buy an estate People keep grilling me and there is so much at stake Ambitions to be great
Aquatic thoughts Baggage and this is what I brought Carry, but dump some before buried In 85 lines describe what I confined
I came up on gangsta content I thought it was hand in hand conscious I find it idiotic when some talk about how much money they armed with When people are starvin. I just write about my inner thoughts I'm to scared to say aloud Want my therapeutics to make people ludicrous Throwing bones as I rock a crowd College holding me back from more opening acts But try to find cyphers just to spit fire and sharpen the axe But stay at the campus poetry slams and open mics I just want my brother to be proud And show him a way out from this yelling house Love him but I'll be the first to bail and hound him down My ambition is an addiction Trying to make the listener a junkie off of the line I slang Pitchin MP3s for a re up, my skill I bang rhymes dope of course this is my pipe dream The man of god who never sold rock But get the head nod from the dudes on the block I try to console my soul Wasting time on this console High score just to remind me how low With only memories to hold Looking in the mirror only see a face full of fear Image of an inferior's here Dark thoughts just trying to cloud the light Still battling the same sins, seems like the only thing I commit Wrote these rhymes just to give you my brain to borrow I took my volcanic rage and artic sorrow Not to swallow or bottle but combine to make some some self esteem. When I sit thinking it's all a useless dream My fear is that when I shoot to the star But once I get there I realize it burned out years ago But need to prove my supporters I don't need that crutch anymore The core remain raw able to open the door And see my Album on shelves in the store All opponents futile Maybe it will be my child To test futility My validity as an MC my Eyedeas to fulfill my abilities. Speak E-Z-Aly Remain the asthmatic, fighting to breath
Chorus: The world keeps spinnin i'm getting nauseous from rotation Pray to God for my sanity i need meditation All to stay afloat Maintain concentration.
Verse 1: Still yell at my homies to get the fuck off that corner (and) they wonder why I shed no tears near no coroner Cause I rained to Christ praying to keep you safe for another night I don't support what puts your fam in court, but call me if you need back up in that fight To survive all this bullshit life throws when those who did the same were our heros They say send money over seas when you can go to any city, any 3 stops find a man on the block servin what he cooked up on his stove top and a boy looking at him saying "I want what you got" The fuck is this when education can't give two drops of piss, and kids ditch Corrupt poor but care for the rich? But dudes act like I didn't grow up in that same labyrinth I just got out when moms met step dad and i'm proud of it But still get nervous when a car passes have to bite my tongue & hold my fist from lashing out to colossus the mindset to: Never trust, First to bust, Not to be crushed, Live off of greed & lust I had to die to it Educated but when something happens they think I did it Can't walk anywhere without a fear or hateful stare (and) I'm just minding my business smiling knowing no one cares that i'm struggling and fighting to better myself Pray for God's protection but still look over my shoulder Destroy haunting of my mind's creations scarred & molded by desolations hoping it gets better as i get older, while I look at my loved ones and i can see it just gets colder Can't even go around my community at night, keeping an eye out for another Zimmerman In a hoodie rapping battle rhymes gonna turn Treyvon to Tony But wasn't till recent, that I went out past sunset I felt decent and they all thought i was menacin' Get flashbacks of slow cars with no lights making sure they don't blast back When startled by a peddler from my blind side thinking he could've had that
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Verse 2: Word to Kid Frost, they see me as another Hispanic Causing Panic When i'm closer to a Hostile Pentecostal knowing I rather be on a soap box preaching gospel Showing the love I never saw Streets talk with teeth sharper than a saw Thank God I only help my homies slang a bit of weed and that was all, but before knew if it all fail I'd get my money up if it meant risking Death & Jail But again it was before God's Divine Appointment Knew mom would've whooped my ass so hard no ointment, could help Still smile even though i'm riddled with dents & welts But every scar is another notch under my belt Can't see the word dad as other's do, because connotation is of a man who said Fuck It Left without a second thought or any Respect tried to beat on mom but she put his ass in check I wonder if he still works for UPS Cause i should send him a letter saying i forgive him for the best but on the P.S. Don't find me cause i'd still jump you and leave you gasping for breath like those nights I had an asthma attack and you just weren't there So it was hard for me to see a father figure who actually cared Still call my step dad by his first name though he was there to help mother nurture the flame. I use to be kind with my heart on my sleeve Till i seen Man's evil deeds and the blood dripped teeth of a beast so each year the shine from my heart decreased Traps, Betrayal, Ridicule from my loved ones without a clue made me grow through these bars and be tough though the child inside still there just armored gruff Use these headphones to shelter the fearful kid even without the music it's a way to keep my lid wear these Locs to screen these windows built in pain Geared my soul with a prayer and walk these stains though the world tries to bleach, I could never forget Thank God I claimed no set, when O.G.s said that's regret Never Pro-Violence Just Anti-silence
Welcome to Arizone-I-A Back when all I cared about is when I can play Back when I questioned why dad was MIA then found out and wanted him KIA Now forgiven but still question to let it spray Thanking god I lived another day Sitting in class daydreaming About a love I never had Still don't, but focused on goals Turing coal into diamonds glow The state where I stomped and fell Back when I was so alone I created alter egos Back when I questioned an alter's heros Back when mom drove me around in her jeep so I could sleep Before I was inspired by eminem spitting heat Back when mom packed a baseball bat in the back of the fridge Before a Burt bridge and just trying to live. Now a verbal assassin still courteous Soon victorious story teller who's mic packin Me with a pen and a pad that's like your girl with a maxi I spill blood not ink Yeah I got issues but these break beats are my shrink Soul is at a mode only God control Take to sacrifice all vices that I hold All the dates, going to the same places to eat, got waitresses asking questions to peep But unlike them I mind my biz, like Marie I use to see myself as an ugly darkie Till I attracted attention cause I was lyrically lynchin Half Mexican and engine So of course when I spit you hear (vrriin vrriin) Spitting sharper than armored harps playing music to homer using shark teeth Confidence increased since I flattened my belly Rhyme nuts and watch dudes get jelly I'm just trying to get respect & bread, wheat So unique flow gallons, catch everyone praising a leak A freak like: me, Mystik, Storm, rouge in bed while its video tapped by beast Watch people Worship (worsh-up) What I cook up Love like arroz con leche, Or like I was arroused and let it spray on your girls face And come after the rhyming pastor Found playing in the hay sucking on nips for milk in a paster See old girls miss me buying my poster Be on top of the world but still stopped by bigot cops (no sir) Verb superb though they can't comprehend So they just pretend Pretests proved I was a genius but lost it when helium intakes And low attention rates Yet sharp as Katana blades & ice skates Dance on your face and leave my name in the shape of an 8 Never to late unless you tryin to beat me Maybe in middle school you could've claimed victory But even then I'd have you reachin for your written words When y'all suck kid backwards While eyes stare like the hungry wolf Now I'm more concerned with you removing your eyes from the wool And trying to survive school College English majored When I'm in class I just wanna quit And prove I'm Tyson eating mike & Ikes Wearing fresh nikes, in the middle of the night Wielding a street spike, and a mind like the island of rike With verses you'd break your fingers trying to type And each step is seismic hype Is what I am on a mic. Rhymin like I came up with this on the locomotive And the locals are my motive Damn right I'm a loco but glad few know it
Tired of people doubting skill Started in the underground and this is my drill Cause riots and thrill Over lyrical feel
Waking up in the middle of the night to write a dope line before I forget But all the schemes of rhymes That I lost still prove I'm the best yet Trying to slap box God with arms of a t-Rex Got family that grew up on a ranch, And a step dad who always criticizes my hairstyle an how I'm dressing Apparently I look to much like an ese But speak like I wrote a thousand of em, but let the ignorance stay But when I try to grow my hair out he fusses and complains Then I shave it and almosts busts paint I remember the first time a girl let me grind The only awkward part was my boner busting out of my slacks She felt it and looked at me almost mad I said cut me some slack You're dancing like you want me to E-Jack And if you don't know me now U-Late I spit love like arrows from Cupid And his hairs, pubic But i make it public and you better enjoy it I am kind but I'll fight like driving around the parking lot in college looking for a spot And if you steal mine You'll greet more than sunshine but a steel consealed sheathed if not a fist of mine My dream is like a left turn you hesitate when an oncoming car might hit But I risk it all to prove skill in my spit Remember seeing the same movie with 3 different girls acting like the first Once low but since my first girl quenched with thirst Confidence higher than politicians off the smoke from the working man's joints But I'm just striving to live a godly life Forget a side chick I need a wife Sitting in class I mute the teacher as I start to beatbox Peers ease drop as I spit tree tops Ease seeds pleads with god's decrees Call me Sherlock when I'm eatin honey combs stating the obvious. Consoling the soltin Lyrics are moultin lava Laying down feeling like I'm sky divin Screw driver like I'm bumping chopped and screwed when I'm driving Praising God for the steps I made in a smog If you can't handle the heat get out my desert Word to my mother that made me dessert When dad deser-Ted Still in the state where i planted my steak Bleeding while I'm reading scripture Ask what faith is and show them the life I lived through Since I was born felt torn between light and darkness But when I rap like a blade I just wanna prove I'm the hardest and sharpest Sitting back with burrito and music bumping spitting dime sacks Battling this Aztec and Apache will leave you with an Indian burn From This corninal that pops your corn at the fune-eral Don't try to queral against wargreymon you squirrel Till then I'm breaking pens ASU student without a dorm Mentally find peace amongst a apocalyptic storm Talking hip hop politics with apocalypto Me with a mic and without is two different forms And wonder who will bother to remember this author to mourn But till then im awaiting the sound of Gabriel's horn
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The Gentle Gentile, God given talent & style Forgiven every enemy but kept them all on file Visions prophetic, self inflicted wounds never needed the medics. Go ahead and bite as long as you give credit Verbals create a shield, stand behind it if i said it. Let it be know: Only worthy antagonists were self made clones Skill to hone, display blades through these transmitter microphones Writing alone, push heart through my hand Scabbed wrists when accompanied by the pen and the pad. Fill the app of notes, encouraged by hero’s quotes Against the grain for the oats, Poked votes next to my name for the Illest M.C. For me, only goal is to fulfill purpose Keep the Lord’s commission and Commandment, My Oath. Prove my awakening was never worthless Break Boulders, yet I sin like an unskilled archer Word to the small soldiers, I ensure regretless upon departure. Keep a squeegee next to my slate, Haven’t seen forebear since 9 or 8; To accompany life’s journey too late! From the womb to the cocoon in my room. Under streetlights, latest of nights, Weaving lyrical tapestries, Immaculately drinking T(ea) O-N-Y, the collaboration equals the appellation, Zoning to fly. The disciple that shows mercy to the mercenaries, though every verse is merciless. Use synonyms instead of slander & Cuss Never abide by stress, nothing worth the time and the fuss. May take a break from a beat & rhyme, Pen turn to a swiffer and collect dust; Till stretch, warms ups & calisthenics; Brush off epics & Poetics. Sharpen with waterstone, Eased by David’s Harp for the art in my dome. This is the start of my Ark to leave home. Seeds sown, await harvest of The Artist.
Chorus: The end of my trilogy. My Prologue for you to know me. The Final passages of my Genesis; Can you feel this? The End Of The Beginning; so please listen.
Verse 2: Modern day marvel ready to turn martyr Never claim King Arthur but an Author Never lie just honest, yet command comrade marauders. Pure Ice sickle cynical rhymes, On a bicycle wielding a cycle, coming up with lunatic lyrics. The technics remain relevant, elegance of heaven sent; Dead bent of success, Rhyme Eazy, Ruthless; Leave you Molacho,toothless. Whether on the mic or astronomic, cancerous. Give all yet still demanders, world overcast my plants Shoot at my feet and tell me to dance. Partially listen to a song & criticize, all my hardwork pushed aside; But trained to long to bare a negative from an irrelevant negligence. "Lyrics are dope but your beats ain’t shit" Reason I pack a headstone, R.I.P. I’m making the most out of what birth equipped. Equivalent to tutincommon eating Top Ramen, pondering the words for the rhymin’. Slit tongue of Simon, Que Dijo Mijo? Footwork Shinobi but roll Semi. Decompress contenders marvelous; Ominous onsets of poetic dominance, yet pray for tolerance. Written scrolls encode spiritual analyticals; Here we go: The cole that applied pressure to be a diamond. In all my works do you get the braille? Rhymin’ to document internal collidin’, Picked up cross & de-nail. Describe metamorphosis through orphases. metrical compositions, push your ear to my chest, listen Pain pushed through stanzas & balladry, never deceptional fallacies. Pain push pictures from headquarters; Flippin’ rhyme dimes, nickel lines, all from penny thoughts. Live in my soul so I never die in vain, Slain names of profane lames, Above the clouds and it can’t be realer, Falling for my own words cause my speech has so much figure. My HiStory make sure it never repeats, Cause if it do, be the last time I ever Fuckin’ Sleep!
Chorus: Repeats
Verse 1: Let me see if you got bars Matter a fact, balls To say what you think Microphone is my shrink Most step up but dick shrink Been weak Most talk how they can drop me And stop me But I remain standin' Whack shit i band it Dope shit I can it Pure puke from a nuke Professors can study my vomit Once in a life time comet From a comment On everything I feel Show me another who is real. I'm Raekwon mixed with Zelda's hero I'm a different link Ship sink in shit's creek Last thought before you blink? People act like my skill is new: I didn't know he got flows Claim dogs but really gatos I stay standing through the worst, hiroshima's Gate I go to shows just To murder opening acts Paul bunion's axe When they ask why I have trust issues I tell them ask the scar tissue Chopped head of a snake acephalous no leader running around it's virus syphilis I got a camo filled with ammo in my garage Stand out or you are just camouflage I send girls letters with love embedded They take it and shred it Askin what the hell were you thinking? And I start sinking I'm just sayin Super but before that I'm kaioken Smack up a barbie and k.o. a Ken I'm Looking for an around the way girl One that means the world Sends for the whirl And love it when she swirl If I'm being to picky I apologize To the censored eyes For my uncensored sensitive rhymes Take a sedative whack mc's are as tactical as a paraplegic virgin switching positions. My mother had another seed But it's half of me Fuck the politicians I go to comedians for politics It's all a joke. I feel like a blunt amongst A bunch of cigarette butts Dope surrounded by suckas spitting Ass I go to construction sites Stealing road spikes And ram them up my enemies' asses later that night Lyrics severe, make casual casualties like saafir Create classical conditioning like Seeing me and mic Then rocking a party So now you see me and excite.
Verse 2: Eye on the prize so I stapled golden star sticker to my optics With a pocket full of bottle rockets Shoving forks inside of electric sockets Playing rock em sock em robots with a skeleton fresh out my closet Wearing my suit for the casket Wasn't wearing his head it was in the basket Fastened next to my face full of emotions that I Mask it Betting with the corpses below The mattress Continuous antics, for the laugh of it The world has my mind rotating like Taz and crash bandicoot ask the last outlaw if he had to shoot Nevermind the economy I'll still be living gimme the loot Careless if I'm the player for which you root Just put it next to my beans and rice Flows rubix cube got listeners scratching their head like lice Mic in hand with a grip, vice For the versa remain versatile Busting longsleves so I can flex style Talking to girls on the floor, textiles But keep the women of my past in ex-files. Blowing balloons As I cauterize my wounds Scars loom and fill my room From a past that tries to consume Even as an infant You could tell I was gifted From a distance in an instant Tell the promoter to keep the checks Just pay for my groceries and rent And I'll rock a set the lyrical arsonist Car sick, puking on the mosh pit Coming up with rhymes as I scoop dog shit Floor full of cartridges From my lyrical projectiles Now leave me alone I have to take another vile