©2015, but you have permission to use this to make your own track for creative purposes. Please send us a copy if you do. 

Art for track stolen from: http://www.ozmo.it/ 

Lyrics:

To strategize I close my eyes and then I start counting
one through ten humm in zen 
and my core starts bouncing 
nodding for hours this meditation is surmounting 
now touting,
flouncing powers, 
symptoms pushed down by numerous happy hours
no more a boy, manly decoy 
this broken kingdom will soon rejoice, 
I pound my hands on diatribes written by loose ties, 
keeping artform wise through noble eyes 
might be silly to be hyped by integrity 
but I typed what was provided killing it while it was killing me. 
We are all sisters and brothers, mothers, uncles, 
suckers of an email scam hustler 
in the crime pages of papers 
No chaser, not stalwart 
Invested in spare change like flowcharts from Wal-Mart, 
you are not my Darth Vader 
inner self is the biggest hater
what I belch out and regret later
out right flavor brought to you by my fellow curators
agitators only exist on lonely oceans where my tooth ripped 
watched my blood hit the bird shit on the railing of this cruise ship. 
I’m not only for cool kids to do their blow, 
west coast arctic severe like serum drips on guantanamo, 
underlying my innuendoes my own version of words with friends 
old school like pretendo or new like vapo-pens 
freshman year urethane trends 
with my pen back then and still grinding like 5-0
teenage 90’s like techno and slang words like po-po, 
manifesto, boom I say presto 
Random like Auburn or Rialto, from Palo Alto to Vallejo
thoughts toss from Angel Island 
to bridges by San Mateo 
my stomach needs some pepto, gassy grubbin on pesto
little green morsels I roll them into perfectos, 
I never kept up with my shows nor ingested the main course, 
manifest a press kit 
write till death hits 
in the meantime write these reports to make your records seem extensive, 
prevent nicks and scrapes to save you from getting sore, 
all in a day of training for a sport,
each corner turned reminds me to keep looking north, 
to break off and form some projects with force. 

Tiny Tim, Big City, Little baby goes hard. Lifes a puzzle, build your muscles, as I touch you with these bars.

He doesn’t like it cause he knows me,
tells me stories of when I drank forties 
instead of having it occur that hes mentally fourteen
hometown homey, 
I dont hold the trophy 
as I rap with Toby 
think this is only for exalted but that mindframe doesn’t hold me,
art-less responses, 
preservative baloney
this glass ceiling won’t be encroaching 
roping me and roasting 
cursing cliques
who never see the circle of life and its marvelous repurposes, 
one keeps the key to promote ones assertiveness
hocus pocus, verbose pseudo-poet quips
one liners like “it’s toasted” 
get boasted yet hold no weight 
except for unsatisfied aches 
but they love it so wait. 
scenario worst case 
is your stereo spills the same spewing words of hate that gave you this blockade 
to wade around that wall you found like a buoy, 
it was meant to stop your progression 
make your words less chewy
I may not be the popular shit talker like ba-ba-booey, 
talking crap to entrap yeah thats not me so sue me….

Tiny Tim, Big City, Little baby goes hard. Lifes a puzzle, build your muscles, as I touch you with these bars.


dBL - Tiny Tim Acapella - FREE DL (See track notes for tempo/lyrics)

Track from the recent self-titled album - The Versifiers 

Produced by: Errol Reifman 

El Camino

DrUgZ (Feat.The Versifiers,Semi Lay,Ben Z)

Marilyn

Written and recorded 2016

Beat by https://soundcloud.com/phentem-beats
Art found here: http://www.imgrum.net/user/butch_locsin_from_la/53485879/1273940113194074602_53485879

Lyrics

I’ve been thinking long and hard
About the choices that were made
And decided that the scars 
Are only traded for the blade

I make this from afflatus 
not to be the greatest or a 
Sadist cause ego inflated 
said I should grace you with my 
Stated claims for deserving fame 
for certain aims
that serve to gain me 
mainly dames and rained reams of
Duckets on the up tick 
not corrupted by 
Constructed fantasies for
Expanded greed for
Erupted fan feeds on a
Social circus show
I am the vocal host grown 
oh so dope though 
No one may note my flow’s pro - 
Clivity to prowess now it’s
Good vibrations
endowed with 
Announcements from a
Good guy station
So it’s goodbye hatin
Playin with creation
Form the good side spraying with 
Style reanimation! 


I’ve been thinking long and hard
About the choices that were made
And decided that the scars 
Are only traded for the blade

All I ever wanted was to be me
Soul free not trapped in a wigi
So many Marios, I’m Luigi so
Keep your Hawaii cause 
I’m headed out to Fiji
Easy isn’t ever how I played it
Intricate with a phrase as I say it
In the midst of a lazy generation
I gotta get that elevation generated
Cause there isn’t anybody gonna do it for me
Fit to spit a bit a wisdom ‘fore I’m forty
The way things are going
It’s coming up close and 
The motion of time don’t have a moment to be slowin so
I’m frozen 
Feeling
Outta all the dealings
Reeling in the real
Cause the phony ain't appealing
To the peel that I live in
My wheels are positioned for my
yield to be a prism 
If existence is a prison
Best to change your cognition
Swerve back 
On the the right tack and you might get
Your nerve back  Ya heard that?


I’ve been thinking long and hard
About the choices that were made
And decided that the scars 
Are only traded for the blade

For The Blade - Single

For The Blade - Beat by Phentem

Made with Reason9 and its own Sound Bank...manipulated and resampled.

Check out the original recording here: https://soundcloud.com/theversifiers/where-i-belong

The Versifiers - Where I Belong Feat. dBL & Toby Brock(t.PTyPE.87 remix)

This is an acapella of a song that may come to fruition later...

Made 2017
Lyrics: Toby Brock

Bear art: https://www.iainmacarthur.com/

Lyrics:
We fly under the sky
Soon we gonna be a goner be the armour and the knife
We buy thunder and hype
Put it in a jar and borrow pieces of our eaten time
Seek height plunder the light
Shining and reminding what we’re finding with our blinding sight
Be my piece of this life
Gathered from the scattered after matter that’s the aphrodite 
 
I know everything will be alright
Given I am livin isn’t distance just a piece of mind
Even eyed seein’ my breathing hyde being
Believing even if I die I had my reason
Maybe for a baby cub 
Maybe for my lady drug
Maybe a .380 slug missed and hit my crazy mug
Isn’t up really down?
Isn’t this a silly crown?
skilly really fills me willy nilly when I spill these sounds
Round 
and round 
we go
We don’t need no egos
Round 
and round 
We 
breathe away the eager age to ether with the sweeter days
Hey yea
Play that 
Memory again my friend 
standing on my mind oh when we
Wound around the town and 
sent them running for the fun of it
Gunnin it and running shit 
now something is the sum of this
Summit that we sunk to hit 
summed we are the sons of men
 
We fly under the sky
Soon we gonna be a goner be the armour and the knife
We buy thunder and hype
Put it in a jar and borrow pieces of our eaten time
Seek height plunder the light
Shining and reminding what we’re finding with our blinding sight
Be my piece of this life
Gathered from the scattered after matter that’s the aphrodite

Blinding Sight (A Cappella - Vocals Only - Free Download)

The first beat made and tracked out on my MPC 5000, enjoy

Atmas Horns

Lyrics Copyright Betarock 2017
Beat by https://soundcloud.com/phonotype87

A song for hip hop heads that like creative flowetry. (I'm "a head" ... udig?)Word up. 

Lyrics:

I came in early
studying to learn me burn the 
wick at both ends like
work hours to attorneys
on the journey 
no stoppin till I’m
dropped in a coffin 
talkin often toasting thoughts yea
kernels for the poppin
locked in and brought the key
rockin no stoppin me
mon ami’s the feed
of the thoughts that I conceive
please believe
it’s in the puttin
giving you a look in
shaken never stirred
words are what I’m cookin so
feast on it
while I beast on it
unleashed from the peak
drop a beat and I’ll speak on it
unique honest
never cared 
to live a lie 
as rare 
tears blair 
to the skies
stare into my eyes
can you perceive  it?
Patina on my weeded edicts 
This speech be fit 
for this poet's emit
see this?   Iiii
always wondered why
it caught me 
no copy 
can replicate my life
I am a poppy drip
pure uncut 
That dope smoke floatin 
like a rope it lifts you up
so put it your piiipe
give that shit a light
cause when we move together 
we can reach new heights
grab yourself a slice 
And eat up 
I’mmmm 
that fly amanita
Painting portraits of my mind
Like Frida
From Ipanema to Indonesia
I’m in the ether
Droppin hits like Derek Jeter
No need to revert
To easier times cause 
The past is the medium
the present defines

So I’m keepin to present state of my mind
So I’m keepin to present state of my mind

I’m not cut out
for cookies 
Outside the lines
A bit off the road I’m
A head for the times
Turkeys they gobble and
coddle the mimes
While models evolving
dig in the minds
 

rigged to mushroom
clouds will arrive
when bacon grows feathers
and sleepers arise
the heater is high and
the winter is blind
so the cold’s blowing in
through the cracks in designs
can you feel it?
Real shit stinks
Revealed with the meal in
which feel will you sink?
quickness consumes
eager alligators
Witness high noon 
or miss the valid vapors
calibrate consumption
keepsakes clutter
fate is pungent 
grace comes from a gutter
utter utter butter  but her 
gut   must structure 
cover ups
make up won’t save us
so take up a lovers cup
drinking thinking true
romance is a chance or two
stolen from the molten
with no souls to answer to
lander moon interstellar
invert hell to 
quell the helter skelter
self propelled swelter 
seller of the cellar door 
as each cell excels 
to find the teller’s core 


I’m not cut out
for cookies 
Outside the lines
A bit off the road I’m
A head for the times
Turkeys they gobble and
coddle the mimes
While models evolving
dig in the minds

a Head (dig in the minds) - (Beat by t.PTyPE.87) Free DL

Made before 2008 elections. Inspired by the overwhelming evidence that there was fraud involved on GWB's elections. I though it might be poignant for the upcoming election as well...  Emcee #2 is T3XT

Voter Fraud (Feat. T3xt) (2007)

Everyone has a reason, a motive, for their actions. They may not always tell you what they are though.

Ulterior Motives

Album on Spotify & iTunes now! See links for iTunes.

The Versifiers is a collaboration between:

Betarock: https://soundcloud.com/betarock
dBL : https://soundcloud.com/dblmusic
Droh: https://soundcloud.com/user-52240318

www.theversifiers.com

 Our music is influenced by all forms of hip hop and poetry, and we are forever seeking new approaches to emceeing. Sometimes we rhyme to push stylistic delivery technique, at other times it is all about the message, every time it is about advancement of the what we see as a fine art: Hip Hop music. 

All a-cappellas  are free for anyone to re-mix. In fact, we encourage it. The a-cappellas on this page are made for you producers who do not have emcees to work with on a regular basis. Some of the a-cappellas you will find the BPM at which we recorded it, so you can match it to your production. All we ask is that you send us a link to your final product and include a link to our page from your posting. We will do the same for you! 

If you are a producer that would like to collaborate with us, feel free to send us a message here. 

Otherwise, listen and enjoy. Cheers. - The Versifiers

dBL - Tiny Tim Acapella - FREE DL (See track notes for tempo/lyrics)

The Versifiers

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