Just A Freeverse By Dutch Masters Over A Simple Beat. Rambling Off About Various Things Over A Nice Set of Strings And Banger Produced By Natural. Freeversed WIth A Cellphone Mic Wrapped Around A Windex Bottle. Gutter.
Midwest Hip-Hop
Crew From the East Side Of Aurora, IL, The Biggest Chicago Suberb Just West Of the Chi. We've layed dormant but are now ready to emerge into the uper echelon of rap music, representing the midwest.
Story behind the song
Lots of Alchohol, And Drunk Monkeys.
Lyrics
12 Monkeys
Too Much Influence In The Troubles We See In Our Eyes
It's Like Watch-in People Jump When Planes And Towers Colide
But It Dont Fuck With My Pride, Besides..
There's Too Much To See, In This Life That I'm Leading
Where Every Action Has Meaning, From Giving And Receiving
Anything From Baby's Teething To Seeing Elderly Weaken
To The Point They Fight For Every Breath They Breathe In
I Dunno What's Going On, It Seems Our Nations Overun By Heathens
Don't Know What My Dreams Mean, I'm Trapped With These Demons
I've Seen More War, And More Diseases, Poverty Peakin
No Wonder Why They Had To Raise The Terror Alert This Evening
And Why Does Everybody Mistake My Kindness For Weakness
If I Succumb To The Hate It Just Becomes More Frequent
These Times Change Like Four Seasons, So Who Do You Believe In
Is Money Your Only Means? You Can't Rhyme Without Reasons?
These Emcees Oughta Be Treated For Mere Treason And Beaten
For Turning Their Back To The Podium Of Poetry And Speaking
Didn't Your Mother Teach You Kids To Practice What You're Preaching?
I Mean What Are You Thinking? Now We Got Pre-Teens Drinking
At Such A Young Age Their Mind Decay's Before It Grows
Smokin So Much Dope It's Lights Out Before They Glow
The Public Pays No Mind To The Truths, They Just Let It Go
They Don't Relate To Situations Till The Shit Hits Home
With All These Eager Young Minds How Can They Just Say NO
When They're Provoked Some Thugs They Hearin On The Radio
To Smoke Dro Hits And Cop A Kilo Of Blow
All This Mother-Fuckin Propaganda Shoved Down They Throats....
Down They Throats.... .... ... Bitch... ..... There's No Hope
Ok Well, I Can't Kick The Habit So I'm Back At It Again
And I'ma Craft This Next Verse With My Invisible Pen
Did See My Spoon Bend? Yeah It's Kinda Great Aint it.
Nah I'll Pass On The Bottled Water, I Think That Shit's Tainted
(Pause) I'm More Immune To A ... Natural Kinda Flow
So I Can Roll Down The Window While I Bump This Shit My Load
Just To See Old White Folks On The Side Of The Road , Out Of Control!
And The Next Thing I Hear Is.....TURN THAT SHIT DOWN NEGRO
Yeah.....Its seems I've Grown Accustomed To That
I Wish I Hadda Buck For Each And Every Time I Heard That
So I Could Buy A Record Label And Make Some Contacts
Pull My Pants Down, Here Take Some Snap Shots Of That!
When My Albumn Comes Out, I Can Attatchem Right To The Back
There That Oughta Settle it, You Guessed It, I'm Not Black
