sak maestro

Sak Maestro - Home

On my own, It's hard when everybody's gone
the pain is just too strong I wish I had a heart of stone
I wanna run away, but I'll wait for a better day
I guess it's safe to say there's no place like home

They say "Home is where the heart is"
but these hardships only brought me heartaches
the hardest part is to bounce from these hard hits
It's like I jumped off a bridge without a harness
we're apart it's crazy and I tend to doubt
somebody please just tell me how I'd live inside an empty house
and my memory's out of a happy childhood
now my heart's burnt out like a stack of firewood
wish that I could crawl out of this tragedy
but everybody's mad at me, it drives me to insanity
I couldnt single handedly raise my little family
I rap like I'm the shit but I'm really not a fan of me
got profanity and sadness in my speech
coz the fact is I cant seem to practice what I preach
like a leech in my heart now the love and life is sucked out
I wanna run home but I struck out, I guess I'm

On my own, It's hard when everybody's gone
the pain is just too strong I wish I had a heart of stone
I wanna run away, but I'll wait for a better day
I guess it's safe to say there's no place like home

Damn I really miss my home
as I'm gettin grown I'm feelin more alone
we used to be happy all together on Sundays
now? my family's relationship had turned into a love-hate
first, my brother went away coz he had big plans
but ever since then, we aint been friends
when will this shit end? I try to keep my hopes up
but it got worse when my mom and pops broke up
the scar is too deep, tears fall when I sleep
I guess the fruit didnt fall far from the tree
I swore to my mother I would never take his character
I really hated father but I still became his replica
messed up when my wife was in America
broke a couple vows that I made the day I married her
now I'm bearin the pain but I'm holdin on
coz I cant give my son another broken home

On my own, It's hard when everybody's gone
the pain is just too strong I wish I had a heart of stone
I wanna run away, but I'll wait for a better day
I guess it's safe to say there's no place like home

How can I live inside an empty house?
when nothings left and all the love and life's run out
everything's not the same it all changed but the pain still remains
I will wait for how long it may take for the day that I'll be ok in my own home

all the emotions that my pen drew
is a preview of all the shit I've been through
I've gotten colder due to all these issues
so if "Home is where the heart is" then my heart's inside an igloo
a broken rear view to leave the past behind me
a lifeless body like a zombie
I throw a thousand parties for my son but baby boy I'm sorry
its my fault you cant spend you birthdays with your mommy....

Home

Sak Maestro - Deep End.
Produced and arranged by BlackLeaf

Lyrics

It's not my mantra to bring you drama
I try to act proper even offer some honor
got an armor for trauma coz karma
will harm all these monsters who sponsored this genre
HIPHOP impostors with cash and some mansions
invitin me to sell my soul I tell em "NO!"
a steppin stone treatment through their actions
they're laughin and act as if my passion for rappin is fashion
so Im askin the younger generation
maintain the reputation? or exceed the expectations
find the medication, dig a deeper excavation
information found in music as a form of education
coz the problem with these kids today is that
they cant tell the difference between fiction and fact
they'd only listen and react to mediocre fucking tracks
and wouldnt care if shit is wack as long as "SWAGGER" is intact
FUCK THAT!
but there's positive possibilities
coz the youth's incapability is OUR responsibility
children nowadays would learn new terminologies
profanity from unsupervised use of new technology
so my apologies to the mothers in our motherland
been hungry since the government wont cover rents we're sufferin
grab the upper hand, so educate your other friends
though only one percent out of a hundred men would understand that

HIPHOP aint dead just sleepin
try reachin down at the deep end
you looked around but still never found it
coz the realest sound lied beneath your feet its in the underground

This aint a movement, rap is simply music
but its a tool so be careful how you use it
dont get confused and abuse it to prove shit
thinkin if its cool if you rippin through the blueprint
with drugs, sex, gang violence and dress codes
materialism, racism, yall would represent those?
im bout to explode, Ive written yall a death note
present poems and let go of the anger in my threshold
coz people often take hiphop as a morbid based form of hate
just coz we aint born and raised to conform but hey
its in my blood and veins to formulate and orchestrate
an alternate new course of fate coz hiphop's in a dormant state
now, its a free for all brawl and Im involved
but im breakin through these walls, so what if labels wouldnt call
you gon crawl once that money in your vault comes to a halt
afterall a mainstream always ends in waterfalls
im meaning to adress but they aint easily impressed
gorillas beating up their chest I guess they see me as a threat
FUCK TRYING TO BE THE BEST! too much envy from my neighbors
white lies with white ink on white paper
see the proof's in the brain, theres no truth to my name
Im not a maestro coz I never tutored this game
but its true when I say im still a student today
coz I always want to learn something new everyday, like

HIPHOP aint dead just sleepin
try reachin down at the deep end
you looked around but still never found it
coz the realest sound lied beneath your feet its in the underground

Deep End

lyrics


Kailan man, di ako sumandal kahit kanino


And Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
Our feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands
So we shall flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti


Santo:
ako, independent, at ganon ang life/
ikaw in, depende sa natamo na like/
ikaw sumi-sirit, coz you dont know the right/
answer, ako sumisirit, coz my flow is tight/
parang puppeteer, alam ko ang galaw mo/
kase kahit wala sa scope, andyan ka sa radar ko/
kita kong kunot noo mo't pinagtataka mo/
bakit 'la 'ko sa video, pero sa kanta ng idol mo, andyan ako/
Sak Maestro:
natancha ko sa mata mo/
yang amats mo ay hindi hango sa ganja't damo/
ang natamo ay pagkagago sa katas ng abo/
at aanhin pa ang damo kung ang kabayo ay sagad sa bato/
now that hiphop swept the nation at nagwaring tsunami/
mayron nang african pirates at ang daming sumali/
pero ang rap hindi lang hobby at wag nang magkunwari/
because this game is fucking real na parang jumanji/


Chorus:
real recognize real/ with or without deals/
kill or be killed, 'less you're ill with your mic skills/
totoo sa totoo/ matutumbok ang punto mo,/
kung susunod o pupuno, ng dunong sa mikropono/


Santo:
spoiled brats avoid contact ang spit weak garbage/
get schooled on a field trip, bring beef, i eat carne/
mongol unit, elite artists/ sick enough to get a sorry note/
that their momma wrote/ from a fight that we started/
im like the grinch poopin' on your christ-a-mas package/
like the abominable snowman, with his feces in plastic/
like yogi leavin crap in a covered pic-a-nic basket/
yeti's jebs in a napkin/ im a beast in this rap shit/
Sak Maestro:
bout to unleash the baddest habits, gonna feast on these bastards/
Im a deceivingly conceited evil being watch me wreaking thee havoc/
Im the reason why these faggots keep repeating their classes/
maggots needing more practice so I'ma teach em some manners/
see Im being modest, to be honest Im demonic/
and I promised to abolish the garbage and demolish/
all these lyrically uncircumsized fags who seek bondage/
my degree beats college, Im repolished to feed knowledge/


Chorus:
real recognize real/ with or without deals/
kill or be killed, 'less you're ill with your mic skills/
totoo sa totoo/ matutumbok ang punto mo,/
kung susunod o pupuno, ng dunong sa mikropono/


Sak Maestro:
marunong ang pilosopong i-praise kanyang brother/
wear a mask and pretend that they dont hate one another/
its a shame coz they have to hide their face undercover/
you can tell its a disguise buncha fake motherfuckers/
Santo:
im'a shag your angel, lover lover/ mister boombastic/
bato sa langit tatama, pag liriko'y plastic/
sablay, at hindi ka lehitimong artist/
stick ang respeto, hindi ito 'matik/
theres thunder and light/ning when i fuckin' arrive/
im a dick, i dont knock when im comin' inside/
cry, babies, swallow your pride/ this is our PARTY/
how i got the PART? keep wondering Y/ real recognize real/
Sak Maestro:
now we'll improvise drills, so sick make your minds peel/
walang beef kapag matalas ang pangil/
its surreal, I'll seal the deal coz I really feel the need to spill/
reveal the illest skill I will kill a beat until I give you chills coz/

Real Recognize Real - Santo X Sak Maestro

KING

Don't Fuck With Me

Produced by Treatment beats, Vlynz Eugenio. Arranged by Malupit at K-records studio

Heart of Gold

KEEPER OF THE FLAME - Kensa, Apoc And Sak Maestro

First song by The Mean Machine. Double D ( Durante ) and Sak Maestro

The Meanest

First track from Kensa and Ignorance collectively known as GODS OF APATHY

APATHEIA

my very first song... covered our fave song..

Yankee Bird By  SakMaestro

a one year old verse... hahaha nothing happened to it so might just well throw it out lmfao
btw, I recorded this song before I even got to FlipTop so no pun intended.. peace!

lyrics :

Ladies and gentlemen it's great to introduce ya
the newest team who's gonna face all these intruders
truly makin music, if you're cravin' we'll amuse ya
we gon smoothen out some tracks as if we're pavin' for commuters
now, its an arrangement that we've made so we'd diffuse the
fake and foolish rumors coz they'll daze and then confuse ya
these overrated putas get replaced a minute sooner
we just tryna save the culture so we're takin out the tumors
gettin praises from the viewers that they've gained from the gayuma
and profit is included but the payment only proves the
fact that they remain to live the game coz they're just users
only aim to sell their units to be favored by the clueless
when the nameless start to get famous they're proclaimin that they're supa-
stars? I've just awakened, I mistaken em for MUTA
see I'm patiently awaitin, hope that I'd make it the future
while I'm chasin all of my dreams I've been slayin Mr. Kruger
stupid haters keep complainin now they sayin I'm a loser
aim the Ruger straight then shoot ya stupid face through the computer
I will flagrantly abuse em with blatant wicked humor
then Ima blaze that weed and buda with Jason Dimayuga
it's crazy they say that music is a tool to pursuade the youth
but they create a movement to make you a slave, so you'd hail em as your rulers
its kinda rude and a little bit cruel, now your brains gonna get removed
unless you refuse to inhale in the fumes from all of the wastes of these pollutants
I spit in the booth and I hit em the truth, engraved into their medullas
look at them students, look at them pupils, STONED! like they gazed into Medusa
its the Maestro, I ride fo' my brothers on the mic
the TakeOver will take over so mothafuck ya life!

sak maestro

Christopher Christopher