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first collaboration for parallelaxis.com ... lyrics by terravance...beat production by R.E.D.Productions...beat called "knowledge"...flowed, arranged and mixed by X-2 aka Mr.Mental...just a little project...
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A growing production of music that continues to expand even when team members change their mode of operation... making music as Mista Mental (emc
Thanks for comin'... I've been makin' music a long time and I know when people hear it people are feelin' it ... take time to listen to tracks, leave comments, feedback, links to your music (if you make it), and whatever else you can think of... I'm always glad to check out other music and give feedback on what I think. I try to keep my music intelligent, entertaining, and enjoyable to listen to.... NOD YOUR HEAD TO THIS!!!
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Charts
Peak #2,558
Peak in subgenre #88
Author
TerraVance/R.E.D.productions
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Cryptic Verse Records 1994-2004
Uploaded
September 18, 2004
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MP3 1.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
just a little something to get the creative process flowing...
Lyrics
Terra's Keystyle wrote: I speak veracity so potent it impregnates the mind Lyrical land mines that detonate when I engage in truth to vindicate the blind Whisper “Peace be still” and the storm is mine With no interest in turning water to wine when blood is thicker So I encrypt hieroglyphs into text and give jays a scepter instead of the liquor Double-edged swords are obsolete because the pen kills quicker Trade my throne of gold for rattan and wicker Sicker than the final flicker of a Bic lighter fueled with the blood of Hitler Ambidextrous southpaw punches wrapped up in packed lunches With a message that curdles with pain in the stomach like a thousand crunches The world’s gone to the seventh layer of hell when the flames are smothered Where the icy blood of Judas, Cassius, and Brutus have the walls covered And the absolute zero turns heroes away from brothers And spite rises to cloud the air like the NY smog that hovers So even tears freeze and wounds congeal before they can bleed Uprooted peoples regressed from Sequoia trees to a seed, Then biochemically injected with white powder feed So a new breed is released to roam the streets With automatic assault rifles and a mind-set of greed Feeding off the innocence of the fiends with cannibalistic passion But I pass out rations of compassion to counteract with ferocious reactions A catalyst that incites spontaneous combustion via anti-matter fusion I got nothing but disrespect for those afraid of revolution Content to swim in the wading pool of confusion And deny the ocean that provides the acid rain as the contribution There should be no resolution without restitution For the purposeful harm brought onto the lower echelon And despite the negativity, I keep pressin on Laugh in the face of opposition ‘til the pressure’s gone Because I bring proof like the frozen mastodon That there’s no validity to the history the books are passin on But I won’t be found guilty with the blood of rappers that’s been blasted gone Because Judgment Day is the only force that I fear So I keep my nose clean and my focus clear
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