I decide to test my rapping skills for a wale contest. It's funny cause when I wrote this, I just got off of FB chat talking with someone. I saw this contest and I wasn't initially going to enter but the conversation left me in a bitter mood that I knew exactly what to write for this song.

[Lyrics]
Don't sleep on my raps all my fans insomniacs
Middle finger to a dreamkiller tryna hold me back
I walk a lonely road, on a boulevard to the stars
You made these green days blue when you said this a lost cause
you saw one facet, but I'm still playing all my cards
tailgatin my heart until it tells me that the war's lost
I confided in you, like David in Johnathan
Felt I could tell you it all, always been my closest friend
You told me how you felt, but your love I couldn't return
When you was with another guy, I fell straight for another girl
you said go for it when I told you what I felt for her
Then told you how it went, but I think you still misheard
It could be what you said, but I'm still not really sure
Then your eyes turned green when I said I'll still send it to her
Still give her my words, Still rap her my verse, 
so fuck getting hurt, every gifted man still has his own curse

Still(Wale Contest Entry)

One of my fraternity brothers let me borrow one of his 8 track recorders. And I'm having too much fun. Expect more shit now. Expect it like jesus is coming back. :DDDD

[LYRICS]
Bow to your highness, kicking niggas off eiffels
like I was leonidas born a spartan, born a fighter,
Pass me the weed so I can be more flyer
Please take a ottoman, while I build my empire
Too much work to do, I'll be dead when I tire
have you Practice what I preach, and inspire all my rivals
Peek inside my room and all you see are my idols
Kanye, Lady Gaga, Troy barnes actin Childish
I'm sleeping in reality, dreamt American fantasies
Of me Chillin with my homies Ben and Ulysses
They must envy me cause they looking so green
Like we mixed blue and yellow, like the flag of a swede
I had another dream, Of my life being so sweet
word to Frankie O, I'm chillin' by the sea
sippin hennessy, and my whip that hennessey
with a sexy white broad straight from Akureyri
 
Straight from NA, Ohio, Another dragon spittin fire
Left the coop a boy gonna come back like the messiah
Gonna have them raise their palms higher,
have them scream hosanna to the highest power
of 10 to the 9th, that's over 9000 levels make the strongest cower
while I reach for stars like I climbed the space needle tower
Feel invincible like a nigga snorted some flour
RIP to fake cats have fun pushing flowers
Have their heads going in circles, like seeing daisies
they see me, I try to walk away, like my name was Macy
cause most rappers is cover ups like Maybelline, 
so I cover them up in dirt nigga I'm a crazy fiend
Like I studied ODB, troubled man like T.I, No mercy
I dodge verbal bullets like neo they can't hurt me
My style you tryna jack son, Half god like percy
I bow to no one, but y'all girls can still curtsy

Akureyri(Prod. by DJ Premier)

One of the beats that I'm planning to use on my Fall Back Mixtape. Something nice to just fall asleep or just chill to. It's a bit rough around the edges, but is one of my most favorite beats I've made so far.

I hope you can all feel the emotions that tried to put in this beat.

I sampled Janelle Monáe's- Can't Live Without Your Love

Amiability Undefined

Some fall back vocals over a sampled beat.

[Lyrics]
Who the best is 
Straight outta the midwest bitch,
 step on the court y'all Ed's Bangin from my raps cause all I do is serve midwest Justice,
So many fakes I'm the realest here uncontested
Start my reign, kiss the ring, Niggas rapping bout the same
big shit poppin champaigne bottles while fuckin 30 white models, And they "own" a milli dolla throttle but don't know shit, 
nigga you ain't slick bitch I know you rented it.
 
Every day I'm hustlin for my team we hungry for the C.R.E.A.M 
 so we can do more than just afford a fuckin meal. 
A little drake startin at the bottom 
but a Lonely Island at the top callin shots like a boss,
Pray to God that I don't get lost, and
Call it like a prophet in ten years stil l doin what I love reaping profits 
that got my rick ross rap  wallet way too biggie  to fit in these small pockets
 
Your whack raps about glocks, they ain't  squat, 
thinking they so fly, But I kill em all with my swat
like feds kicking in the doors   
19 dreamin big sean things since 94 
and I do it till in finity 
Rain heaven when I spit saliva clips
hell with half the woman's fury droppin numbers on the boards
Play life's game until I die with a high score 
and Zia #1 on the Billboard,  M-a-apostrophe-a-pusha t,
my name is my name,  but I spit Miami heat outch yo' pioneers,   
I'm the earthqake in every hemisphere,
 PSK's black Romeo shakepeare born
taking planets and shakin spheres, 
in the land  of the celtics but always still cavalier 
like the 03 OG Lebron James
Low key, I'm that norse god pushin dank strains 
Wingardia leviosa, I'm the feather floatin', 
These  cats playin  black jack, hopin they reach 21, 
play their cards right out for the highest sum 
but it seems they forgot this joker son,

Frontier Justice

First Single on Fall Back. It's not exactly mixed the best but I really had fun with this. That's all that matters to me now.
Lyrics Below. (They might not be exact...)
Produced by Sabizi. "A Place For Us

[Lyrics]
I came a long way from high school, thought I was uncool

with my eloquent vocab they said I talked white

black skin the niggas jabbed, called me midnight

but my mind so bright, mom saw it as daylight

but something's not adding up, the sum doesn't seem right

Heart sun plus my skin night equals me being like

icelandic summer nights, magical mystery I write

love is all I need for these beatle 16s

Fabricate emotion Into dope art I just weave

And Wear my raps swagged out on my heart's long sleeves,

some'll push a ki while some push a t,

but none of those somes will ever be fuckin me

A rap prince with a regal steeze

my crown kermit green and

my robe a purple tee

But don't bow,

Just get down all my Little debbies

Come and rise with my team

It's time for us to fly and be free men like Huey,

pop, lock and dropping rhymes

Keep Calm, Carry on, read the sign of the times

no rest for the weary grab your lance pedal on

I know it takes time to Let go and move on

but don't sit and take too long

that same time flies just bob your head to the groove

get on your drive while you cruise to this song

yellow bands to make you dance, our legs live strong

It all about the journey so fuck all your Tom toms

fall back in life's rhythm, chin up to the sky

The big picture we see clear through our little eyes

Until our lips fog it up, fragment it with lies

While I just chill in my room, havin fun writing lines

daylight savings raps here just to kill time

just to get by like talib, in God's gift I live

thank him for the present, his blessing's from my presence

as I give off my essence and hope you smile from my message

see me bend words around poetic avatar

as I reach for stars like cookie jars on the top shelf

This almost effortless, I no longer impress

Cause myself is all I need to bring out my very best. Ja.

Fall Back

My god. Guys it's been two years since I've been heavily into this hip hop stuff.

Anyways, There's still a lot to be improved on. Especially mixing vocals. I feel like I'm just turning knobs until it sounds good when it comes to mixing. I think I added much too delay and reverb too :/ But I could be wrong. Anyways. I began writing this like sometime late november early december and I didn't finish it until today.

I really love this minimalistic dark and gritty beat and after hearing Jonwayne rap over it I just had to get the instrumental. But let me know what you think, this is really just a hobby for the time being and I could always use opinions on this stuff. First time I've ever used backup vocals!

Much respect to Pusha T for christening this beat
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DawrlSwHUiM

Most of all I can't believe my writing has gotten this good. I feel like when it comes to writing I can tango with Earl Sweat and Jay Electro sometimes. It's been two years guys. TWO YEARS. I was seventeen now when I first started and now I'm here


Ma'at Jaiborn

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