Fall

La Vie En Noire

Rice & Gravy (Freestyle) 

Produced by Monte Booker 
https://soundcloud.com/montebooker

spring 2021

Glitter & Glory [prod. monte booker]

Night Scenes - TNA X Vince The Messenger

Vince The Messenger - If These Walls Could Talk

Written & Performed by Vince The Messenger
Produced, Mixed, & Mastered by Niimo

If These Walls Could Talk

vince the messenger - window 2 my soul 
something raw, written in the wake of grief.

prod by ???
words & performance by vince the messenger

lyrics:

roses still smell like death to me
tell me who I owe my life and what’s my (destiny)

frosted windows to my soul, glass shattered on the way out 
pay me what I’m owed, I don’t wanna take the thang out
I been moving slow, it’s a motion - never change route
my summer looking cold, heart is froze - what you know ‘bout
me - and my little peace of mind, please give it to me
my Timmy Turner wish is murder, please have mercy on me 
I seen some bodies hit the earth, so hearses still be haunting 
bloodshed on the dead ain’t some shit for flaunting 
roses still smell like death to me 
tell me who I owe my life and what’s my destiny  
copped my soul for some debt, we don’t live for free
dug myself in this hole, won’t you rescue me?
my whole heart ache, four chambers changing him 
my conscious quaking, guilty conscious still be chained to him 
my eyes is burning, vision yearning and it’s flaming him 
we can’t relate over mistakes - we ain’t the same as them 
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nah never, never nah, nah not the same 
my ambitions running wild, they are not to tame
nah never, never nah, nah not the same 
my ambitions running wild, they are not to tame

window2mysoul [demo]

The Valley

Vince The Messenger - Self Sabotage
Written & Preformed by Vince The Messenger
Produced by niimo

[Verse] 
I think I lost feeling all in my right brain 
Epiphany hit me up on the night train 
Liquid elixir, gold is carried through my tight veins 
You may not live forever, but you gon’ be alright mane 
Ain’t ever had no lessons from a wiser man 
I am the only reason that I am 
Killing shit quickly, with inner visions, like son of sam 
Murder beats sporadic, tossing stones then hide the hands 
How inventive how we get caught up in other worlds 
I left my own life just to feel something new occur 
And that’s funny ain’t it? The length we go to feel amazing 
Deny Christ candidly, they assuming you worship Satan 
I’m losing patience 
Like a shaking surgeon, man I’m really losing patients 
Can’t you see how time is wasting? 
I see the top as though it’s vacant 
Though I’m feeling low as basements 
Trapped and stuck being complaisant 
I ain’t worried how your day been 
Worried how you plan on paying 
Debt creeps and cause enslavement 
All of that without the slave ships 
On the shoulder lays the same chips 
On the soldiers weigh the same clips 
We pushing boulders up the mountain 
For forever repeat them same things 

[Chorus] 
Black coat blowing in the wind motherfucker 
I’ma win motherfucker, asking when motherfucker 
Black boy stand against wind motherfucker 
Like the whole world don’t wanna see him win motherfucker 
Cashed out, trying to see them ends motherfucker 
Counting M’s motherfucker, how it ends motherfucker 
Blacked out, all against his will motherfucker 
Like the whole world wanna see him killed motherfucker 

Black coat blowing in the wind motherfucker 
I’ma win motherfucker, asking when motherfucker 
Black boy stand against wind motherfucker 
Like the whole world don’t wanna see him win motherfucker 
Cashed out, trying to see them ends motherfucker 
Counting M’s motherfucker, how it ends motherfucker 
Blacked out, all against his will motherfucker 
Like the whole world wanna see him killed motherfucker

© Vince The Messenger 2018

Blacked Out

Vince The Messenger - Self Sabotage
Written & Preformed by Vince The Messenger
Produced by niimo

[Verse] 
I can't get enough of these rhythms 
My skull is phobia ridden 
Cool on the surface so the fear it stay hidden 
What scare me the most, is when I don't feel I fit in 
It's awkward, I notice you probably don't see the symptoms 
I mean I'm itching, I'm scratching it seems my skin is reacting 
My heart it stay bumping, over the track 
A stream of conscious when I rap, ain't a word I'm taking back 
What's the purpose over that, as long as morals stay intact, yo 
Scars run deep through my whole fucking anatomy 
Scars run deep through my whole fucking anatomy 
Scars run deep through my whole fucking anatomy 
A troubled past is passing me, future not in reality 
Caffeine over calories, depleted energy 
Watch me catch a second wind, I'm sprinting fast from A to B 
And you know that be my solace, with my feet up sipping tea 
Cause it's anguish running rampant, run until I R I P, uh 
Cold hearted, you don't want no beef started see 
Then my blood boil at a higher degree 
I feel you plotting, why you eyeing on me 
You can get it like some cheddar, get shredded at ease 
I watch em fall like the leaves 
In peak autumn, watch ‘em turn and switch on ya 
Seems the snakes stay lurking even after lawn shortened 
It must be that some serpents, function three sixty-five 
And if your back stay exposed, they have the means to survive 
So I’m cloaked up, ain’t nobody getting through to me 
How he jumping to the top, but come second like Luigi 
Pockets is green though, lettuce and jalapeños 
And a few bad bitches just to satisfy the ego 
Rugged on the inside, imma keep the ends tied 
Go and mind your business it ain't nothing to see 
Surface looking proper, circus running beneath 
The elephants is running rampant, you in the way of stampedes

© Vince The Messenger 2018

Scars Run Deep

Written & Performed by Vince The Messenger

Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Kit Moro
https://soundcloud.com/kitmoro

Artwork by Paul Atwood
https://www.instagram.com/paulatwooddesign/

© 2019 Vince The Messenger X Kit Moro

Troublesome (feat. Kit Moro)

Android [prod. niimo]

Written and Performed by Vince The Messenger

Engineering, Mixing & Mastering by https://soundcloud.com/niimo-beets

Android

Vince The Messenger is a rap artist based in P.E.I., Canada.

While his influences vary in era, Vince The Messenger's moody, boom-bap sound is unquestionably that of the future, much of it built with fellow Islander and producer Niimo, referencing golden-era hip hop and carrying layers of personal-is-political lyricism that is timeless. 

contact: vincethemessenger@gmail.com

Vince The Messenger

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