First attempt at writing a song. It's far from perfect, but it's also not horrible. Super open to any feedback anyone has. Especially about the rhymes, and rhythm. Thanks for all the support! 
Did this for school, i do not own the beat. 

Women In Black

Takes Two To Tango

This is my first official track!
Shout out to Big Shovel for producing this amazing beat. 
Check out more of his stuff here: https://soundcloud.com/bigshovel
Thanks for the art Andi, you the real bae. Check her out here https://www.instagram.com/whersthemilk/?hl=en

This song was incredibly fun to make, not only because i was working with a good friend, but it's also an original piece. 

Appreciate all the follows, i will be trying to release music on a regular basis, but im also a student, and have a job. 

Love you all, and thank you for all the support. 


If you feel like following along, here's the lyrics:

Yooosh
If home is where the heart is
and we wear our heart on sleeve
and i call my notebook home
what does that lead you to believe 
No longer feel oppressed.
Conquest repressed intellect. 
A pen loaded with ink plus a blank space gets it off my chest. 

but now we villainous, kill in it, no longer just time, about to be running laps through your mind.
We about to be
the breath of fresh air 
everyone needs.
Here to show the world our voice, and leave a mark in history.


Use me for example 
twenty five, back in music school, mastering my trade, and bring dopest sound to you.
Not saying we’re rhyme sayers, but rhyme saying is what we do, we’re poetry in motion, adding visual art too.
In the age of autonomous logicless robot drones with no common sense. We spend days in windowless studio - turning obscurities into raps.
Piecing a together a crew.
got a partner in crime, and recruiting a talented artist was never an issue. (they’re brothers)

Networking a dream team diving in we’ll change scene. 
Our movement like a title wave crashing through
Minneapolis thanks for being patient. 
Stay tuned.




Dear Boy

Lyrics:
Tis the season, deck the halls
Frankincense and mur for all
Roll it up, that's a spliff
Three wisemen feelin' lit
Gold plated wreaths platinum tinsel
Callin' all freaks - mistletoe multiple 
In through the roof - making my own hole
Parking my rain deer in handicap stalls
Eat all your cookies drink all your milk
Call me saint dick cause I'm feelin no guilt
Happy holidays? Frick that stuff, it's christmas time you sensitive butt
Way to turnt on eggnog at work, dragging my feet through the snow

Life's a carol of christmas past - present and future put on blast
The only thing that's yet to come, is this honey running her tongue 
On my sugar plums and candy cane
Show her the package wrapped in a bow
Rudolph ain't the only beast with a red tip finding your chimney through sleet and snow
Be my Mrs. Clause by day, be my Ho Ho Ho by night
And if you're feeling freaky girl we got a toy shop right on site 
She's my dasher, dancer, prancer, a vixen
My comet from cupid

Treat you like a dog in heat - take you downtown feed you some meat
You're a deer looking for fun and luck
Just tryna' blow a few bucks
Elves content with sweaters from santa - I want one that screams and moans 
Cause if you're dreaming of a white christmas, rub my jingle balls for a loan
I get why Santa's so jolly, all the naughty girls right on a list
And if your chimney's look rough - right in the back door i would slip
You're making my pole point north
Merry Christmas to me!
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Shoutout to Red Manace for hookin' the beat up.

Dankincense and Mur

Wrote this when i quit smoking cigs, and was picking up the pieces of a broken heart. So on that note, mental health is stable enough, and not going to kill myself. I just felt like writing something incredibly edgy to deal with what i was feeling. It’s all about being an actor behind the mic. 

Shout out to Ashot Beatz:
http://www.ashotbeatz.com
This is the Boss Mode beat



Lyrics:

Now i lay myself to sleep i pray the lord my soul to keep
And if i die before i pray the lord my soul to take x2

Dont tote a gun
rather put my hands on your throat
look you in da eyes
while yo life slip away 
I’m losin my mind 
(im losin’ my mind)
im going insane
lost the only thing that i care about
thank god i got these drugs
(thank god i got these drugs)
poppin pills like they candy
wash down with with bleach
throwin up blood (and im throwing up blood)
floor is where i’ll call my home
Never seen the light
that twinkle in my eye aint hope
it’s the devil
(it’s the devil)
It’s the devil
 I don’t give a fuck it’s no joke
50 million ways to die
choose one nigga
50 million ways to die
ill choose for ya
cut you up and hide you in my walls nigga
(i wanna keep you close)
Try to take my life and ill beat you to it
prayin when i go to bed i never wake up
Wishin i was brave enough to end it all
Dotted line on my wrists cut here stone wall
Now i lay myself to sleep i pray the lord my soul to keep
And if i die before i pray the lord my soul to take

Now i lay myself to sleep i pray the lord my soul to keep
And if i die before i pray the lord my soul to take x2

The only way is hemming way 
Use the wall as a portrait 
your gun as the brush
your brains as the paint
You poetic piece of shit
sylvia plath had real guts
 My only mistake was thinking i was
safe 
(woo)
Went ahead and fucked that all up
Indirectly systematically destroyed everything i loved
Can’t stop hating myself - My head is fucked
Redirect shattered prospects
only thing I'm scared of 
is the moments before the other side
not death itself
but the moments while you lay there 
to late to change your somber mind
Death is inevitable 
Staring in the mirror
getting lost in my eyes
windows to the soul
No ones home
This residency hasn’t been occupied
emotionless automation
might be a drone

Now i lay myself to sleep i pray the lord my soul to keep
And if i die before i pray the lord my soul to take x2

Need new notebooks now not never
necronomicon filled with rhymes sadistically clever
no safetys on this bitch rock the mic like i rock a clit
start off slow end with tongue twists
Villainous voiced vixens haunting my dreams
Power drill to the skull quiet internal screams
Walking over i-35 thinking jumping seems serene
everyone knows killing yourself is a dead meme
Open up chrome google how to take your life at home
all purpose rope and a person with no purpose
Open up caps of every pill on cabinet racks
Like stacks throw em back, cause im worthless
They call us bonnie and clyde I think of joker and Quin
Cause I'm a cool mutha fucka but i wreak of sin
there’s hate in my heart hide it behind a stoic grin
i thought i told you i was crazy - guaranteed toxin

N$FL

internet hero

Heard this beat and couldn't help but write some bars to it. Never forget to love yourself!
Shaun Wasabi's original beat Spicy Boyfriend.
Check more of him out here my dudes
https://soundcloud.com/sssshawnnnn

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