Some day my brothers...some day.
Hip Hop rooted.
Newer material at:
www.soundclick.com/theappleseedproject
Story behind the song
never really got around to finishing it.....
Lyrics
I've got to keep this shit minimal
give the people what they want
sack what i love, to get what you need, a break bread!!!
pockets creased with indents, posses with poses on album covers: I bleed this music.
Backpeddling through time, I progress clear as hip hop rain drops from the sky of fallen Gods...
Support with gold teeth, limited sidewalks singing accapella, I got beats...
Color copies: forever proned to clone what you know
=- ATTENTION: to all who i meet =-
I've survived several deaths in dreams, I'm not the one who struts through life, you'll always misacknowledge me, I have respect for machines who protect under civil liberty, at court houses:
bongo drums reign with freestyle session I arrange.
I preach to the heads on mouse pade
For that I will always wear sunglasses
I seem to understand why we sleep:
to relinquish the deaths of ancestors, hip hop kids consume...
self righteous acts who put their shit on tape, sister sanctify through soul power, do I lie??
Mood swings, perspective degrees, when I'm on the mic, why try???
CONVERT BACK TO NATIVE DRUMS
True emcees look within eyes, never outfits, dressed in the height of hip hop fashion.
