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Wide Awake
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Heavy Bass - Pretty Highs - Melodic and Jeep beat at the same time.
the supa phase2
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Hardcore Hip Hop Music for fans of lyrics... Heavy bass, Grimey Beats, Freestyle flows, Original production, This is world Hip Hop Music.
I'm pretty straight forward... I write rhymes about my life and my perception of things... I'm deep in the council of Hip Hop... These are anthems for everyone out here grinding to get their art off... This is theme music for personal change... The soundtrack to my mental transmutation... This is how men are made and come of age... I'm mad tribal... I know whats really good... I'm we... I was born in Jamaica and came to America right about the time when Hip Hop was really poppin off. I moved to Flatbush, Brooklyn in 1982 and lived there to adulthood. Growin up in NY during those times shaped my sound. Everybody was an mc so you had to get it in to stand out. I moved to Philly in 1990 and I've been here ever since. I met Aud Ranks (Producer Extroadinaire) while attending the Art Institute of Philadelphia and we formed The High Exalted Rulers Of Speech H.E.R.O.S. We perfomed all over the east coast during the 90's and early 2000's... Now I'm putting out my second solo project... "Phase 2: The Dark Son Come Again" I'm a little poetic... a little political... a little crazy maybe... decide for yourself. My rhymes are about life... The Struggle... I'm just trying to make my way thru the storm... Life is like a rollercoaster... I try to remain in ethereal form at all times. Right now I'm just focused on handlin my business so yeah I'm serious... There's a time and a place for everything... go make your own happy go lucky music... This is for people with work to do... People who need to rise above thier circumstances... This is dark music for dark horses... in dark times... This is for who knows... not them that pose... this is for them cats that love tense and prose.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #2,456
Peak in subgenre #1,331
Author
Written & Produced by The Supa
Rights
2006
Uploaded
August 05, 2007
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MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:39
Story behind the song
A lot of times in this game your friends are your worst enemies because they take you for granted. I made this song to tell some of my loser friends to stay out of my cypher because I realized that thier lack of self confidence and determination was not going to help me in any way.
Lyrics
Look cuz ...This is a matter of life and death... Go Ahead and zombie stroll...just watch your step... Perhaps you'll get a little bit o food on plate... And think that you eating... but you stuck on wait... Im not the one for the hamster life... you killin me... I was born to throw hands... the fight is still in me... Life or death my nigs...which you choose I choose life... my position is right... I'm all nerves on mics tonight... You playin with my life.. and talkin to me salty... Thanks for the tough love... but playboi thats faulty... Yawl chicks really think that I'm playing with you too... I need an amazon with a book and sword to keep me true... I hear the clock tickin... rather cook than chase the chicken... wouldnt open up the kitchen... so i had to throw a brick in... You were so stonefaced when you said... "I'm down"... Trying to make my words empty... son I aint no clown... I'm too wide awake... for you to lull to sleep... I'm fearless now... I'd rather do than speak... I could really care less.... about how you feel... You still on some play play... I got to keep this real... Imma hurt a few feelings by the time I'm done... Cause 1/2 of yawl are too sweet to give the dread a fair one... I wont name names cause yawl know the deal... If I'm rubbin you wrong...it's because I'm too real... You used to scared niggas... My bloodline is pure power... You aint ready for the game or the field.. so hit the shower... I'm still JA turn your eyes away... I'm too pure... Medicine for lazy niggas.. yawl hate the cure... How the hell did we end up fire and ice... Why the hell did I have to call you on this twice... So you offended when I say you dont believe in yourself... Still watching yawl sleep while I'm reaching for wealth... I'm built to carry whole hoods... so watch me make the way... Workin 20 hours straight... about to break the day... Now tell me which of your excuses... I should accept... Tell me just how stupid I am.. quiet is kept... I'm too wide awake... for you to lull to sleep... I'm fearless now... I'd rather do than speak... I could really care less.... about how you feel... You still on some play play... I got to keep this real... Dawg! yawl cats are just jokin... yawl aint really open... Claimin you got that fire... you're barely smokin... Youre a fossil fuel... fool... I'm pure energy... New Age Supa!... my rhymes always been free.. All for him.. slim lightskin... leave lights dim... Still smite men... Strike like lightning... It's grind time...homie see the sparks... It's life or death... I'm livin... gotta flee these marks... It's every man for himself on the beat cousin... You must be down to get it in to wanna see suttin Elbow grease and back into to it... not round to it... Yesterday! you said you was down... to do it... See me buildin like Brahma... till we break the bank... Givin life on a mic with the sacred ahnk... The gestations over I'm comin out the chrysalis... My tentaces are exposed.. time to deliver this. I'm too wide awake... for you to lull to sleep... I'm fearless now... I'd rather do than speak... I could really care less.... about how you feel... You still on some play play... I got to keep this real...
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