A look at the role graffiti plays in telling our stories throughout history.

Beat - Korporal K soundcloud.com/korporal-k
Rhymes - S.I.N.
Mix - Stratic Beats www.youtube.com/@StraticBeats
Artwork - Machado Leao artgrab.co/art/machadoxleao

Lyrics:
The State of the world was always posted up on city walls,
encouraging someone to listen when the city talks.
Penultimate line of defense before the city coughs blood up
from the gutters, runneth over from the friends we lost.
From either riotous violence or street politics.
We sleep dreaming for the plot to twist
& wake up still unseen & anonymous.
Leaving no options but to reach for the eyes at the top
of Gotham's elite to see these environments
they only wanna see as seedy & silent.
Well...amongst the white noise of their TV's & Timexes.
Defining reckless with their time & investments
while we tryna defy being oppressed by the grind
& resorting to crime methods when the mind stresses
over not only how to survive but how to provide in these times
& these times test us.
& We persevere like always,
but not before the hurt is smeared on hallways
& walkways & walls where they can see what we all say.
They can say what we all see,
every day all day.
How we fall prey to our lost ways
in these small lawless spaces
where even the law's lost it's way.
Teachings of God have never really gone astray
but more garner hate & resentment
the more we've gone along our way
seeing unspeakable acts we can't make sense of
& send us thru the spiral of wondering if it's God's way.
Considering we all flossed the same calling card
at 1 point or another in history all in all.
Documenting epic battles or monotonous tasks.
Cave walls to the Great Wall,
cognizance splashed on the world canvas.
Some just want their name up,
aiming for all city fame displaying how they came up
& Some are tryna document modern living
with the new modern hieroglyphics, 
in the saga we all exist in.

Hook:
It's all in the writing on the wall. The day to day lifeline, the rises & the falls. The rebuild, the history that's left behind for all. It's all in the writing on the wall.
It's all in the writing on the wall. The stories of our lifetime, rises & the falls. We reveal the mysteries until the final call. It's all in the writing on the wall.

The World Canvas

The World Canvas (prod. Korporal K)

https://youtu.be/3C9gBzRsiw8

Just some beats I made to rap over. That's why it's called skeletons. And I decided I wanted to release it as a beat tape since it's been awhile. Let me know if you'd like to use any of the beats to rap on as well. Much love <3

Skeletons (Beat Tape)

hypnotized

Not Now

Short for Stream of Consciousness.
Part 5 of a writing exercise I use to keep the ink flowing without the constraints of topic or structure.

Beat - GiTori gitoribeats.bandcamp.com/music
Rhymes - S.I.N.
Mix - Stratic Beats www.youtube.com/@StraticBeats
Artwork - analogdreams artgrab.co/art/analogdreams

Lyrics:
I heard this 1 & let the mood wash over me.
Openly showing my soul with the thought that hopefully
my son or someone close to me or far from me would notice the
attempt to show them they're not all alone in this unholy scene.
Along with maybe providing some inspiration
on some if I can make then u can make it.
It's amazing what the mind can make
when provided a space to find a way to fly away
guided only by shining rays of the light of day.
Confide in pages night & day to drive away the signs that I'm insane
or just a man outta place in the modern haze.
Everything in moderation. Even moderation.
Live a little, better yet live a lot. It's a lot to take in.
Hurry up & stop ur waiting.
Wait & stop, it's not a race.
Try not to dive in face 1st for 1st placement.
There's always worse places to be.
Worst case scenario isn't always the burial but life with faded dreams.
Obey the gleam in ur eye & heed the signs.
Only 1 you & 1 lifetime u get to even try.
Reincarnation don't guarantee a revise.
Genes can be defied whether wearing Lee or Levi's
the cloth you're cut from don't protect you from what's to come.
You can bow out with grace & accept when your run is done
when your #'s up...
or be a ghost of yourself
floating thru this realm or the other
hoping ur story can prevail
long enough to not be simply glossed over before you cross over.
The goal they say is to pay the cost before it's all over.
Finality's granted to those who sought closure
& exhausted all resources awarded to them to shoulder.
What's the motive in your motor?
What's the reason u move, the purpose that tires you to sleep
& the reason you woke up?
Questions when tryna rediscover my inspiration.
Invest in the primal need to smother my limitations
to create my own narrative.
Avoiding the glare of a derelict pen
waiting on a beat for me to share it with.
It's become imperative to me that I'm sharing this
whether or not there's anyone there to share it with.
I'm just blessed to have an outlet.
Not everybody finds a good 1.
Something therapeutic & constructive to let out stress.
Hoping it takes me out west & beyond
if I don't make it there without it.
Maybe then the stress will be gone.
Maybe then I'll learn to be happy.
Maybe I'll never be as long as I attach it to melody & song.
These days I keep emotion heavily involved.
Something that was hard for me at 1st. I ready my guard
in the presence of vulnerability.
Already scarred by past discrepancies & regrets knowing they limit me.
Knowing the enemy within is the greatest wisdom
cuz killing it can set you free on your way to live.
It is what it is. From the Wiz to the kids,
make sure the knowledge is passed down every little bit.
Every little step is still a step forward to the next morning.
Every blessed dawn is yet another day to get it right.
Your inner light can cast shadows on the sun.
Never block it tryna stand in the shadow of anyone.
Overcome is all we really want til we really won.
Are we really 1 all I really wonder...

Stream...Pt. 5 (Tangents)

A soundtrack to being afraid to fall in love again.

Beat - SӍIR∆ soundcloud.com/revisior
Rhymes - S.I.N.
Artwork - vatnikaj www.instagram.com/vatnikajj/
Mix - Terry Edwards


Verse:
An all too familiar road that I'm weary of walking.
Bared pieces of my soul
when you thought I was merely talking.
Yet it seems I'm clearly lost in
these fantasy driven thoughts of me & you.
To no avail but it's the cost to see the truth.
And instead of feeling free by the sight of it I'd equate it
to more like a blinding.
Not bright like a sunny day but
more like a thousand stars exploding over the night
& leaving a valley charred yet my eyes are open despite.
And once the wounds heal we grow to call them battle scars.
I hid mine,
rather had not seen battle at all.
Yet here I am again, bringing my sword to draw.
On guard for the next encounter.
Recruit in the war of hearts.
And here you are, across from me on the battlefield.
Looking to penetrate the deepest parts of my battered shield.
You approach in hopes of reaching through to my soul
but I'll only let my guard down
if you show me that's it real.

Hook:
If you're leaving me for dead, lead me to the ledge.
Let me look into your eyes while I teeter on the edge
til I fall off.
Fall off
On the edge until I fall off.
I fall off (2x)

Teeter

Teeter (prod. S​Ӎ​IR​∆)

Leave Me Alone

God’s Waiting Room

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Drug Talk, Pt. 2

BooBack

Are_you_ok

Father, MC, East Baltimoron.
3rd Story Basement
Current member of Rally 4 Reality (S.I.N. & Tru Thoughts)
4Word Posse (S.I.N., Tru Thoughts, Young INF)
S.O.T.S. [Survival of the Strongest] (S.I.N. & S.Y.N.)

Teeter (prod. SӍIR∆)

S.I.N. (Survival In Negativity)

Teeter (prod. S​Ӎ​IR​∆)

S.I.N. (Survival In Negativity)

Teeter (prod. SӍIR∆)