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Surviving this life dream
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Beat produced by shallow production Vocals by interpretation
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Interpretation AKA Basilio brings that raw flavor. Hip hop hero to those who really want to hear something conscious and political.
A. K. A. Basilio, Loves to produce music and from time to time I enjoys hitting the mic. Emceeing is a wonderful tool of expression. An art that is taken seriously and thus serious compositions made of witty metaphors and political points of views. I loves all forms of hip hop, even some of the main stream tracks that make radio play. The game is difficult to be in, but I remain content with being underground and unsigned. I am not looking for fame and glory. It would be nice, but I enjoy and love making music. that alone satisfies me.
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Vocals: Interpretation Beat: Shallow Productions
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February 19, 2002
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MP3 3.7 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
"It's about our people surving with pride and dignty; that's Raza" became the qoute that inspired me
Lyrics
(Hook) i’m breaking on the scene/I’m coming in clean/ I’m bringing the gleam/I’m seeing the light beams/ Sewing up the seams/Forming up the teams/ Bringing on the means/To survive this life dream (verse 1) I’ve read about the battle of Chapultipec/ Tracing lineage all the way back to the Aztec/ Miztisos or better yet the Mexicans/ The forgotten Native-American/ Over 480 years of oppression/ It continues presently through the form condition And through this explosive rendition/ I’m raising spirits and true lyrics/ Bringing mimics of historical critics/ Like the clover to Irish clans/ I representing all brown hands/ Advancing through mathematics and technology / Steadily making break through philosophy/ Scholars’ teachers, Islamic imams and preachers/ Politically a key to this countries future/ Vultures expecting voters of this culture/ But instead they gaining self-torture/ (Verse 2) White only colored only/ Excluded Chicano availability/ Quite thirsty quite hungry/ Created a new racial controversy/ Treated like animals that had ticks/ Signs read no dogs and no spics/ Prosecution through bat and fist licks/ Left bruised up bodies and split lips/ First you started feeling on the tits/ Then you started raping with the prick/ No justice and no reprimands/ Just commands and the pimp backhand/ Traveled as far as the badlands/ And still the brown man/ Is being chased by the lawman/ No crime but expected to comply/ Even with the fabricated stories and lies/ The truth becomes as trifle as a drive-bye/ (verse 3) Undocumented worker Now I hear the Law enforcer INS attempting to alter/ But coyote’s got them outnumbered/ Things look a little lighter/ But America holds it blighter/ Calling them illegal aliens/ But actually they called indigenous/ From Mixtec to Tarasco The Land never belonged to Roscoe/ Economically pointed out as fiasco/ Working wages less than the minimum/ And always working to the maximum/ Brining dedication like A Muslim/ I’m hearing that tribal Aztec Hum/ As street corner vendors sell oranges/ Engorgements occur in presidential offices/ Families’ stay sacred and devoted/ While publicly this country lacks stability/ We still walking like ancestor royalty/
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