You are only owed non aggression/
Once that lesson, sets in you’ll see accession/
But you got an affection for no progression, regression, the best don’t obsess about oppression/
Possess weapons mind and body protect when, defense is necessary appendix carry and this will vary,
nothing is foolproof but fools fool you, so do you/ and lose dudes that, want you to lose so hacks/
Can use you as a stat/ but they have been wrong/ you are not defined by just ya skin tone/
So why attach yourself and piggy back the wealth you didn’t earn and lack yourself/ I’m telling you to own up to your own success and failures/
It’s a reason why these sleazy guys, Have you focused on all the bad news hoping that it is tattooed in your mind... that you will wince without assistance, and now you dealing with others experiences/
You have no identity of your own..
And you defined by everybody else
With no sense of self
Hallow and inept
‘Cause you have nothing of your own
I’m not undermining nobody’s struggle and I’m not saying life’s a box of chocolate or carnivals, I’d like to weigh in ‘cause you might’ve got what you bargain for/ I hope you take it in a lot this ain’t an argument for/ part of ya gotta be smart enough to know while you partying up yo art really sucks, the audience is starting you up/
Chamber of echoes raining/ , same braining with names changing/ hear an opposing opinion and you malfunction/
Character’s non playable that’s why you hate to move/...and when you try to save a dude they get to hating you/
They don’t wanna be saved but ones of these days, someone will say they told ya so you gonna get played/
But that’s ya business, don’t get ya wig split actin an idjit, back up a tid bit/ this ain’t diss kid, so list this/
I wish this misfit, would get pissed enough to get it/ but he mad at all wrong folk because it missed it/
Look...This ain’t for singalongs, I don’t want you to get it wrong/ I know you what you is tripping on/
You’ve been lied to, ya whole life fool/ the right to, beside you/
That’s why you always focused on what white Dudes do/
fist in the air, screaming loud and being proud/
But you are going through the motions what you’re leaving out/
What have you been accomplishing/
did something get, done within the month you been, marching for the fun it
The only thing you got is exercise.. wise up/ and trying to get your eyes up is like an exorcist size up..
Existential, he, essentially has no mind of his own and that’s why he’s an NPC
credits
from Rap Circle,
released May 18, 2021
Lyrics by Eric July
Produced by Kayton Rickman
Engineered and Mixed by Cory Brunnemann
Just a beautiful jazzy rap album with buttery smooth flows versed with huge talent. It's not only lovely to the ears, but the lyrics are profound and empowering about the struggles that she faces. zhangtastic
It's hard to pick a favourite track. This is the only album i have so far deemed as "perfect", where every track, even the intro, is just a masterpiece in its own right. From the hard hitting Perturbator's Theme to the emotional title track, its 68 minutes of perfection. 10/10. connivingkhajiit
