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Dirty Tapes Raps, Vol. 1: (Make Space. Let Go​.​)

by itch13

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Friends askin if I'm ever gonna rap again I might do if it's worth openin my trap again If I find truth in my heart And I can get a clap of hands Tap a Foot Dap a Fist Record Label Cash Advance A nod of heads in affirmation It's not that But if there is something worth sayin No pop raps But maybe something in that formation Some hot tracks From producers to get it crackulating it's not crack related but it's calculated I can't help it if You're not relating It's not worth debating I like twerking ladies But some of that mess we pop Is hurtin babies I just do what I do You just do what you do, too. I Used to say Maybe I'll write some raps again one day To like maybe ten in one day Multiply it Monday to Monday With no rest on a Sunday Both work & fun in one thang! A way to attack the mundane And embrace it all the same I'm embracing all the change It's good It can go platinum or go wood If it's good it's good If it's hood it's hood That don't invalidate it And it shouldn't I feel it cuz it's human And when the system's boomin If it keeps the party movin And maybe if I'm shroomin I might Examine it and zoom in A way to really tune in I'm zonin' Coastin Just doing what I'm doin I just do what I do And you just do what you do, too.
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I'm swimming in the deep end with no depends on i'm in thee zone deep in the abyss go deep in the end zone what I become in the end depends on my will to survive or thrive then die when the time comes submit the time when the rhyme comes go with the tide this serf's bored and only been seaside once and tired of being denied funds it's miller time for serfs and sleep eyed bums explode quick like drones swift when the drums kick I decry punks and defy monks and deify funk i'll say one once you see i'm done
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Joaquin Phoenix gotta million dollars in the bank What I got? Alotta heart alotta smarts alotta scholars to thank Alotta dollars to gain So I follow my dreams Escape squalor and shame I’m amidst a milli rappers who be hollering thangs Mainstream rappers only meet my embrace Until my tolerance wanes A lil Make it rain but drizzle They were hot But fizzle on the griddle now How many are fed up? Count. So many sit and wanna complain, but get up, bounce! Hip hop is supposed to be fun not trying to toast everyone Especially those who are selling these guns And genocide I don’t want any. None Of what your peddling gotta felony? Run chasing other felonies Living the life but we’re eating crumbs And plenty lies can’t believe that these bums Get televised When we can’t get any sun Cloudy skies It’s a cycle Bout to rise SHINE I got something that I gotta tell ya Attention everyone If you ever felt that you were fed up And just want a little fun Then I really think that you should get up Let's rise up everyone And I really think it's time we get up Let's look up to the sun Sleep if you want to, but I don't think you'll want to Sleep if you want to, but I don't think you're going to
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I get high off the beats Got me feelin funny Started back in high school with a trunk full of funk do you really want it? Born to make this music These suckers they can't take it from me Fed up with feelin bummy tired of not having any money so I go and get it set it the bar high I will be A far cry From ever being A small fry I was just a sleeping giant Now I'm wiping the sleep from my eyelids No man is an island But I find peace and quiet in confinement Landing space for Refinement to fly in The state the I'm in The empire Kinda like King Kong climbin When I'm rhyming But I'm riding So climb in … and enjoy it.
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er'body wanna be an irv gotti but in high school potna was a nerd prolly back then battling me? you'd get served, charlie left only with the words "he got some nerve. golly." now when i go to the club i'm a preferred member i skip the line, pull back the ropes, and they like "sir, enter" my fam's diverse including folks of a third gender hater's hate, sour taste, like the GERD's in ya throat, heart burn with a choke but ain't been served dinner I never seen denim til I seen her in em so while your girl was ghost I put the funky worm in her while you were patronizing your favorite sherm vendor gotta turtle neck to protect her now but you gon learn splinter I'm Leonardo in this bitch and I put swords in her she got spring chicken tricks that can turn winter I think I put a baby up in her placenta she said that when we met she was sure it's love sure it's love sure... it's love!
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It's just Justin Let's get together ride the sun Sunriders I used to be a miser Then I wised up The shit in life will fertilize ya (repeat) You collect the water I'll collect the sunlight You're the roots, I'm the leaves Together we reach new heights (repeat) Maybe I'll drop a seed or two Maybe they will yield some fruit (repeat) Yes! Acorns into Oaks Maybe a cedar, too I want to plant a seed with you Maybe I'll drop a seed or few Maybe they will yield some fruit An apple tree or maracuya! I'd love to feed you passion fruit You should know that I would do ya! I'm fascinated, you're so beautiful Bountiful, fruitful, too I'm down to fool around with you And bring the truth right out of you They'll cut you down to hear the sound of you but ouf you grows such astounding fruit They don't appreciate ya It's just not in their nature They don't appreciate ya but you're their mother nature The shit in life will fertilize ya

about

If you didn't know I've been rapping since I was 10. If you didn't know, I'm not surprised. The part of me that raps is a recluse. I've become quiet about it. It's been placed on the back burner since DJing started to pay my bills. But I still write a little bit everyday. It's never left me.

I wrote and recorded all of these in the span of a day in April 2014. I was inspired by the wealth of crazy beats a record label called Dirty Tapes offers. Creating these songs was an exercise in letting go. Putting them on the internet is an exercise in letting go. What is the purpose of creating if I do not share? No questioning the flow or lyrics, they just came, then each was recorded in a single take, headphones as microphone. Shit is dirty... who made dirt? I was just listening while washing dishes and the lines just kept coming one after another. After recording one I just kept going. It felt so good. There's something to be said about making space for creativity to flow. There's also a saying "The music is not in the notes, but in the silence in between." Space. I've heard this attributed to numerous composers, including Miles Davis. There is also the space between my spurts of creativity. This came about in a wave that I rode for a while. More waves to come. I'm getting better at this surfing shit. I'm getting tired of this serfing shit.

This is me taking it back. To when I did it because it was fun. To when we used to record our shit straight to cassette. To when we used to jack beats...

I just want to state that this is a jacking for beats sort of thing. I love the beats these folks make, and I support them. What do they say? Do the thing then ask for forgiveness later? I see this as an act of love and respect. Homage. I hope they do, too. They're amazing, and you should definitely check for them.

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released June 9, 2016

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