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7 Years (Intro)
01:07
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(Verse 1):
So, I'll tell you about myself, you can hope I'm not lyin'
My name's Last BeNeVoLeNcE, I wrote this piece on an island/
In the Philippines, I make beats--Man, I hope you like it/
I'm a gamer and beat maker, to cope with my life this-/
-is not a demonstration--Actually, it is/
I have a wife I call Zelly--ain't plannin' kids/
Enough of about that, I grew up livin' in many different
zip codes, sick I get thinkin' of how it was too difficult
to be the kid who moved too much to have friends
So my friends were Five deez, and Nujabes
honestly I never met them in-person,
but they were my friends through their music and verses/
Not Filipino, I'm half-black, Ethiopian/
But, my culture's 1 + 3 dope elements/
Do the math, Hip Hop is my path/
Though, I'm an MC--no bro, I don't "rap/"
(Hook):
Honestly, I think hooks can be boring/
So, when I write, I try to make them less annoying/
Not much repeated, but you can repeat this/
It's hard to get to know your favorite artist's secrets/
It's hard to get to know your favorite artist's secrets/
Wanna know more, I can tell the deepest/
I put this hook here, so you can repeat this/
It's hard to get know your favorite artist's secrets/
(Verse 2):
I lay tracks in my studio, no I'm just kiddin'/
Actually, my bedroom, I used to do it in the kitchen/
Is that a surprise, dude? Life was always trippin'/
So, I told life "I'll have fun with whatever I'm given/"
Hand me an apple, I'll make apple juice/
Hand me a mic, man, and I'll just turn it loose/
No time for wishin', I just do what I can do/
It's called contentment--Let me spell it out for you
Con-"te"-n-t-m-e-n-t,
No time to be stressed, I got games to beat/
Achievements to unlock, one was wedlock/
And if they ever played me on the radio--Man, I'd be shocked/
I like to talk a lot..I hope my wife don't get tired-/
-Of my "verbs," you have my word-- I don't spend time with liars/
Jehovah's my god, my wife's second to his spot/
If you have any questions, please listen to "my thoughts/"
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3. |
HairCut (2011 version)
03:44
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(Verse 1):
(Yo) Back to the facts, I am "me" always/
I never met a sky that was gray all day/
But, I pray, every single night/
Actually, I never missed one time--Nevermind, I missed twice/
Or maybe it was 3, or 4?/
Let's not make this a definite score, 'Cuz I'm sure/
I'm positive I know that I don't really know/
Dude, it would be a lie if I said so/
Truthfully, but this life has nothing to do with me/
It is much more than that, but beautifully/
Crafted, usually We forget,
soon you'll see, Kickin' All lyricism, no skits/
No fence or offense ("of-fence"), follow me/
So, no hoppin' over any of the following/
Tracks that I fixed for the program/
Got a few stories, mixed with a nice flow, man/
(verse 2):
Now, what I'm about to say, might seem crazy, but behave
Last night I had my head shaved/
Please, but really I can tell from experience/
Thoughts can go insane like (listening to jibberish)
Keep your composure, I pulse like an ulcer/
I'm so hard headed, yo, my dome is boulder/
Arrest me, it's over/
I'm drunk off of love, I can't drink 'til I'm older/
Or drink any longer, No but yes, I'm not 21 yet/
Please picture this under a sunset/
If you're cute, and so is your hearts section/
Officer, I can think of twenty one questions/
First off.....Does that count?/
No, I'm not a vampire but I'm about/--
--to Transform to Bat/
I'm fly up on the mic, but blind to be exact/
I'll rhyme until I'm wack/
Or 'til my son smokes some crack and it breaks my back,/
His mama's back or something like that/
On a random note, I wish I had a princess/
More beautiful than any of the Greek Goddesses/
Please understand anything you can't handle/
My heart burns hot--light the spot--no candles
(OUTRO):
I don't mess around with mistresses, my interest is in Witnessin'
and rippin' in game physics an' we can't forget dope rhythms, kid/
Not killin' it, revisionist, the boom bap we're revisitin'
And if you miss this kid, they're gonna be like, yo dawg you're missin' it/
You missed out, I don't mean to act like this is the best you ever heard/
But, it's the best you never heard, try to test my words/
Hailing from a place that's hotter than the flames on comets/
More redundant than the hate we get from youtuber's comments/
Oh my gosh, it is place that seems to worship what it hates/
For example, people say "love your neighbor” than they discriminate/
But, hey--I hate talking about social issues anyway/
The only world that I can save is in the games I always play/
Besides, The Kingdom will clean up people's stupid mistakes/
So, burst me in--burst me in--got meseta to make/
No money, no way I can give my armor upgrades/
But, wait--I wasn't born there--subject to tackle another day/
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Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
No fairy tales are listed here, no pipe dreams are written/
And despite my appearance, no-I never got lifted.
I don't support those addictions/
But, if you disagree, please leave in the comment box all of your opinions/
Why are you so mad? Sir, why are you so angry/
Just posting up my thoughts, (mister) there's no need to blame me/
For any kinda problem that you're dealing with lately/
Just posting up my comment, no need to get crazy/
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Verse 1):
I could be random on the track and say I can watch a cartoon,
Or maybe play a few video games like Legend of Dragoon/
Or shuffle through my music, never finding a wack tune/
Haven't been to a boot camp, so I never saw a black moon/
Get it? If you don't get that--you must only listen to rap/
Or too young, so Google that, come back, and then repeat this track
But, in the past, I used to smack dudes by the way they'd act /
But, food I never jacked--that reminds me, I could use a snack/
Maybe gobble up the tempo, drink the waves of my own samples/
Ample time needed to trample wack acts, my bad that's a handful/
Eventful, Showing up to battles with a zanbato/
Charge it up to Bankai, and then I can start my show/
But, that's all in my imagination--Hey, let's change the subject
Like, why's rap a debate when we all know that stuff is rubbish/
Hey, where the crap's the food I ordered like 6 bars ago?/
Excuse me, but Mr. Impermanence can you please start the show?/
Impermanence (Verse 2):
Now listen, I'm really not the one to wanna brag or boast, but when it comes to toast the host of the track you know i have to, so...
Here is to the emcee missing just one of our elements, never quite practiced the dance moves, beat a street in relevance.
You see, he was more so the one to get us steppin’ in, lips like vikings striking with hammers of this lightning an’,
Lacing all of our lunches with the punches, kick snares and the hats, you’d swear it was beats by Last BeNeVoLeNcE and in fact.
It was…and honestly at first it had me buggin out, I wanted to flex my vocal chords but man i kept on striking out.
Felt like the eagles, the Sixers and the Phillies combined, kept on dreaming big but was rhyming by flawed design.
So i flipped it, changed it up thanks to this one teacher, he was a mentor and the man that these comments speak of
So thank you, for always giving me a chance,, Last BeNeVoLeNcE, peace, sincerely yours a fan and friend, penned impermanence.
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
No fairy tales are listed here, no pipe dreams are written/
And despite my appearance, no-I never got lifted.
I don't support those addictions/
But, if you disagree, please leave in the comment box all of your opinions/
Why are you so mad? Sir, why are you so angry/
Just posting up my thoughts, (mister) there's no need to blame me/
For any kinda problem that you're dealing with lately/
Just posting up my comment, no need to get crazy/
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Verse 3):
I used to call myself BeNeVoLeNcE but now that's in the past/
Well, my name is sorta the same but now it's starts with "Last/"
Different than the usual style that you would blast/
I don't make dance Tracks, like that mainstream trash/
(I got) Handhelds in my pockets, (so) I could rock it where I'm walkin'
Lockin' imagination no matter the place, that I stoppin'/
We can start poppin' comets, or villain's are options/
Breakin' 'em off like some objects, I could see them in my prospects/
From the sky, just drop into the scene like Mary Poppins/
Large buster blades we're rockin' in our mobile suit cockpits/
I don't take nonsense, dreams held within in my arson/
It's bizarre when music tries to reach out to darkness/
So, I make my escape through the scriptures and my windows/
We like to call computer screens with my controller in-tow/
I'm not a wimp, though--But, try to play me like Nintendo/
Watch the mind push reset like your rage quitting on the tempo/
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
No fairy tales are listed here, no pipe dreams are written/
And despite my appearance, no-I never got lifted.
I don't support those addictions/
But, if you disagree, please leave in the comment box all of your opinions/
Why are you so mad? Sir, why are you so angry/
Just posting up my thoughts, (mister) there's no need to blame me/
For any kinda problem that you're dealing with lately/
Just posting up my comment, no need to get crazy/
Freestyle by Impermanence (Outro)
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5. |
Last Survivor
02:52
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(Verse 1):
I'd like to say words that would make sense/
But, I don't know if that would pay the rent/
What do you think about that? Isn't it sad/
I could probably make money if my writin' was bad/
I never drop curses within my verses/
My lines are so fine, like I speak in cursive/
But, I'll never sell myself to make some wealth/
It's madness, I feel like I really need some help/
Am I going insane, I don't really think so/
The hottest in the game seem to have the weakest bank roll/
Mirror on the wall, please tell me what is wrong/
Do I have to really settle for a crappy dance song?
That explains it, my brain is trying to contain this/
Tryin' not to complain but hey, what can I say is/
maybe I can stay underground/
But, why don't they ever hear my sound/
(Hook:)
So what?-so-what-so-what-so what's up?
You heard what I said--this kid--he don't suck
So what?-so-what-so-what-so what's up?
Really, I think you slept way too much
So what?-so-what-so-what-so what's up?
You heard what I said--this kid--he don't suck
So what?-so-what-so-what-so what's up?
Really, I think you slept way too much
(Verse 2):
I guess they want to hear some more "jazz-hop/"
But, if that was a genre, they'd love what I drop/
Instead, I struggle each month to pay bills/
Receipts are like scars, at least that's how I feel/
Tryin' not to reveal my "inner dragon," I'll put you all on blast an'
say you need to stop actin'/
Like I have to be the best MC you've heard/
In order for you to pay attention to my words/
When I was 14, I listened to A Tribe/
But, I stopped when I realized I had better rhymes
In high school, I listened to Pete rock/
'til I noticed that my beats were more hot/
Goku is stronger than Superman/
Doesn't matter how large is the number of his fans/
That is the truth, no matter what you say, /
So, can you explain why you haven't pressed "play/"
You heard pete rock and you own all his albums/
Same as Tribe called Quest, man I can't count them/
And I can drop more on your cranium
the Industry is in control like they're playing Sims/
It's looking pretty grim--but if you ask them/
They'd probably look you up and down and start laughin'/
You probably won't agree with my words/
That's exactly why this is the best LP you've never heard/
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Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Verse 1):
Let me tell you about this lady that I'm crazy over/
we met about 3 months after October/
The most beautiful I've ever laid eyes on/
Just like type that make you wanna write songs/
A sweet voice like honey drippin' from her lips/
this is the last time I swear I'll feel like this/
Is this another daydream or a fantasy/
Holdin' hands everyday, Love, really can it be/
No matter what, I can't say enough/
To express how I feel, but I'm crazy in love/
Like a fairy tale painted into my life/
You're perfect, I feel I'm making this up as I write/
Dates every night, playing video games/
Hand-in-hand, co-op play, now I can say/
I'll never have to look for another player two/
But, I can look into your eyes and say "I'm crazy over you/"
Coco (Chorus):
You got me acting coy about the way I feel
if you ask me, I probably won't tell
I'll pretend that I don't know what you're talking about
when inside, I'm wishing I could tell you that I am
(Last BeNeVoLeNcE: Crazy Over you) Crazy over you
Last BeNeVoLeNcE: Can you really tell that I feel like this?
Last BeNeVoLeNcE: Can you tell, 'cuz it feels like it is--
Kharisma (Verse 2):
It is irrational. This feeling that I have for you
has got me doing things that I would usually never do
My friends tell me I should come back down to Earth
but I intend to keep this feeling for everything that it's worth
It feels like I am capable of anything
I'll reach the sky and escape the bonds of gravity
That's the feeling that give to me
Invincible whenever I feel your presence in my vicinity
Crazy over you and I can't seem to set it straight
Whenever I'm about to see you I can't seem to wait
there is nothing I can do to get you off of my mind
I just I could explain why I feel this way
Stupid, so I nonchalantly act like
everything is fine, but I can never seem to act right
crazy over you, I just wish that I could say so
but I guess for now, all I'm gonna do is lay low.
Coco (Chorus):
You got me acting coy about the way I feel
if you ask me, I probably won't tell
I'll pretend that I don't know what you're talking about
when inside, I'm wishing I could tell you that I am
(Kharisma: Crazy Over you) Crazy over you
Kharisma: You know why it is that I feel like this
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Verse 3):
So about them co-op games we play/
What level do I reach to bring you a smile today/
Achievement unlocked, you won my heart/
Bring it to the next level, we won't grow apart/
But, Instead, I think we can shrink in distance/
You move my heart like it's runnin on an engine/
I really don't think that there is a sentence/
That can completely describe my feelings/
But, I can try, let's give it a spin/
Play the wheel of fortune, tell me what did win?
Hopefully the right words to describe your presence/
Your smile is rich, makin' princes from peasants
And every time you leave, my love, I miss you/
You're so sweet, that Hershey couldn't kiss you/
'Cuz I know that you're sweeter than any chocolate/
I love you so much--it's no wonder I lost it/
Kharisma (Verse 4):
I dunno if I'm doing the right thing
refusing to say all these words I've been hiding
it's kinda frightening,
to think that you could shoot me down from the skies
just like a bolt of lightning
the fear has got to be side effect
of letting these emotions run as high as they could ever get
and now I'm doing things I never did before
counting stars in the sky, to wish upon them all
Hoping that it makes a difference
and that somehow how I can be of some sort of interest
and even though I'm being real childish
it's plain to see who the apple of my eye is
I find it fascinating how one seems
to rejuvenate your soul like sun beams
and even though you're the source of this insanity
I feel like in this sickness, you're the one and only remedy
Coco (Chorus):
You got me acting coy about the way I feel
if you ask me, I probably won't tell
I'll pretend that I don't know what you're talking about
when inside, I'm wishing I could tell you that I am
(Last BeNeVoLeNcE: Crazy over you) Crazy over you
(Kharisma: Crazy Over you) Crazy over you
Kharisma: You know why it is that I feel like this
Last BeNeVoLeNcE: Can you really tell that I feel like this?
Coco (Outro):
Boy, I'm so sick and tired of you acting so coy
running around like you're trying to avoid
these feelings that you're feeling
because you have got no reason
you know it's me you're needing
I'm sick of all the games
Unnecessary things
and I don't meant to complain but
Shut up and just say it
We've been at it for
quite some time now
I need to know
how you feel
I'm crazy, I'm crazy for (you)
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Marsmallow
03:40
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Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Verse 1):
My dad passed away when I was just teenager in high school/
But, my mind wasn't ready--Lying to myself like "I'm cool."
I didn't miss class on his last day of livin'/
The only good thing was that my other problems seemed so distant/
Accept for my loneliness at the time, that I kept hidden/
I mean it took me this long just to express this in my lyrics/
So, I hope that could hear it, but I won't "overstay your visit/"
He was the first person I'd show my music to before you listened/
So in the following years of pain, although this may sound foolish/
I'd wake up in tears, from dreams where he would listen to my music/
He was smart, he would make mistakes, and yes he was imperfect/
In the months before he slept, I was just getting to know this person/
Just telling me his stories, about how he was raised/
As a boy in the hood--from local gangs he escaped/
A secret route he took home, on those dangerous days/
And how people were buggin' about how tall he was, but hey/
I really wish that he could hear what my music became/
I can't wait for him to meet my wife in paradise someday/
I can't wait for him to meet my wife in paradise someday/
I say that twice so I can picture it in my mind today/
No, I don't make music for you, I create to express/
The things I love, I hate, my passion, who I am, and what I stress/
I don't write corny raps, or gospel, or whatever/
(I'm) Just a level 90 MC with skills that are clever/
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
But I escape by wandering from this world to the next/
A hero in every story--with the video games I trek/
I don't drink alcohol, I don't smoke weed at all/
But, I plug in my controller to escape all my flaws/
At Super Sonic speed, I run across oceans and walls/
I'm a Monster Hunter--In space, I battle Dark Falz/
Keyblade Master, reliving Disney movies that I saw--/
--when I was small--The Escapist is what I'm called/
Jordan Nugent (Verse 2):
I'm picking apart my mind because I be livin within a time
I gotta be so defined, by the rhymes I write every line so tight and I might just fly like Michael's type when I write precise I light the night like end of a tunnel I better be humble / because
Fame is close, my days get cold, I pray for hope
And I know they sleep but I lay that flow with the later codes
I get when the sun isn't here anymore
Words so deep I heal the poor they feel it more but still in war
And so I / wait to see the vacancy and make a leap of faith I give em what they need today
It's common that I lead the way and alleviate the pain we face
I need to make a better way and I seem to paint for better days, and so I let it spray when I can the summon the rain / the days I elevate, it's like my pain / just suddenly fades
No runnin' away from the weight that's on my soul
Will not wait to become old
Just to learn from what I've done
There's a purpose I've begun, and so I promise to make it real
They talkin' about the rain and how it's came and gone away
I know that life is short and so I pray for longer days
I'm movin' with the moon and so I duplicate the waves
I choose to take a page for releasing all my thoughts
I give you all my secrets that be deep within my heart
It's like -
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
But I escape by wandering from this world to the next/
A hero in every story--with the video games I trek/
I don't drink alcohol, I don't smoke weed at all/
But, I plug in my controller to escape all my flaws/
At Super Sonic speed, I run across oceans and walls/
I'm a Monster Hunter--In space, I battle Dark Falz/
Keyblade Master, reliving Disney movies that I saw--/
--when I was small--The Escapist is what I'm called/
Impermanence (Verse 3):
Growing up as a kid they say that there will be rainy days, that the sun is still shining even if it isn’t touching your face.
But I couldn’t help but feel that it was all talk and some no show, when just two years back I was in the darkness fighting solo.
But who don’t, feel a bit sad and depressed, when they attempt to recollect all the times they have spent.
And honestly my life from the first person wasn’t too bad, but I guess it all started because I’ve never known my real dad.
23 years walking this crust above the rotting pizza, a visa on my life the master cards that time deducts.
A reason, a just cause to blast the mic loudly, how is it that “that man” could not speak to his family?
Astounding, on top of that I had problems with my peers, giving into temptations of the flesh and shedding years,
Off of my life with that binge drinking, thoughts that my soul was not truly thinking, I was sinking
Into depression, heading down a dark lonely path, in the back of my mind memories I threw into a cache.
Sitting in my room, playing music just to stay afloat, my life was a disaster and no sign of hope’s coast.
And then the women--the women--something that didn’t want to keep me living--in an instant, and I was twiztid.
Then finally someone reached out and noticed my sorrow, so I was blessed to breathe the breath into this outro, escaped it.
Last BeNeVoLeNcE (Hook):
But I escape by wandering from this world to the next/
A hero in every story--with the video games I trek/
I don't drink alcohol, I don't smoke weed at all/
But, I plug in my controller to escape all my flaws/
At Super Sonic speed, I run across oceans and walls/
I'm a Monster Hunter--In space, I battle Dark Falz/
Keyblade Master, reliving Disney movies that I saw--/
--when I was small--The Escapist is what I'm called/
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(Freestyled Hook)
It felt like it was centuries ago--too bad I know not the feeling/
You made my thoughts levitate, yo, your soul dropped the ceiling/
I recall a cute girl--so mysterious
Made me think of you more than sunshine in a 24-hour period/
We first met, conversatin' at your occupation/
I wasn't placed with any ideas of havin' dates, then/
Sadly, I first forgot your name and/
I asked you for your number--like, I thought we were to stay friends/
Oxymoron. I made more mistakes, than/
The oldest prison cell, or a period without a statement/
We would go out on dates and/
Huggin', kissin', and touchin' with no patience--much of it seemed great, then/
However, you were always never for, but never was I always/
"Inattentive" in the hallways, you hooked me with your small bait/
Intimacies would breed difficulties/
And I sneeze at the thought, I was allergic to your leave/
I would think--Please don't go, I caught that disease/
You know, the one we never speak about when we really need/
Some "L" to the "O," "V," I-N-G/
I'd sacrifice myself for you, when I couldn't think/
Of the reasons, why did you stay so distant/
I wait hours for your texts, but I reply in an instant/
Nah, you were missin'--You never had existence/
You soon wounded me like a car tire skiddin' (No kiddin’)/
(Freestyled Hook)
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Realistic Dreamer
03:20
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My Everything
04:28
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(Intro):
Now I return from the battle in my head/
Memories different struggles, recollections of my dread
I would think I was alone, I would think that I was kept
I would think a lot, now I think that I was wrong instead
(Verse 1):
Picture me, holding on to roses that would die/
Telling sad stories that would make the strongest soldier cry
Make the sun feel shy smiling behind a cloud to hide
And amidst these accomplishments, not an inch of pride
But then, I met you, it was strange but it was wonderful
Never knew a person with a heart so humble though
tried to find a reason that my love was wrongful so
I placed in my outbox of prayers like a crumpled note
then I tried to pen several songs for you
But never could my words match our love, this I knew
So, instead I will try by just saying this
I love you more than I could describe with my lips
And more than any song, more than any poem written
More than any place I've been in more than anything I've witnessed
for instance, stars that paint the nights for exhibit
And the flowers that blossom when spring comes to visit
(Hook):
You're my everything, my everything
Being with you is more than I can ever dream
In life, we played a game, similar to hide and seek
Happy that I found you, January 23
Youre my everything, my everything
Once again, you're my everything, my everything
Remember, my love, you're my everything
My joy, my pain, my life, my love, and my dreams
(Verse 2):
I love all of you, like the song from John Legend
This includes the little things kinda like one direction
I think it's cute, the way you cover your smile to laugh
And that cute puffy face you make when you're mad
Or when you're sad, you're still beautiful dressed in tears
how cute it is when you pout when I'm being weird
I love the way you get annoyed, when I mention stinky rice
Oh, yeah, that's right--it's actually sticky right?
And the fact that you're scared of the dark is cute
I love the way you care for others even when they're not true
I think of you more than anyone will notice
That's probably the reason I even wrote this
And it was a miracle, I had to skip a meal or two
To write this, I told your dad that I had things to do
And when you had guests, sorry if I seem too rude
While I was making this secret message, to leave with you
(Breakdown):
You're My happiness, my sorrow, and my complement,
My day, my night, my flesh , and my opposite
My sun, and my moon, my rhythm and my tune
My player two, I'm glad I finished this for you
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(Verse 1):
My name is Oliver Queen, for 5 years I was stranded/
On an island, miles away from the Atlantic/
That's what I said when they asked my story/
But, there's more to my tale than that purgatory/
You see, when I returned, things were much different/
Hugged my family close, but felt so distant/
I couldn't shake my mind from the things I had witnessed/
Freedom that I had really felt like a prison/
My father shot himself so I'd keep livin'/
And gave me his book, in it, there were names writtin/
He told me to right the wrongs that he committed/
So, I wear a hood to hide the pain in my vision/
My night life was filled with guns and suits/
Crossing names off the list like things to do/
To finally cross arrows with the mastermind/
Who killed his son, my best friend at the time/
(Hook):
So, I said "Malcom Merlin-you have failed this city/"
Arrows at the heart, that point with no pity/
Your actions have harmed innocent ones really/
It's time for you to answer, justice is with me/
You can't escape that, no matter what/
In order to protect all of those whom I love
I am someone different, something different/
something different, someone different/
(Verse 2):
My name is oliver queen, for 5 years I had been through/
hard times, fighting every day to just live through/
Experiences, that you wouldn't believe
from meta-humans to government conspiracies
At the same time carrying a bow and hood
Strapped with arrows, the only things I understood/
So much that my aim was more accurate than bullets/
Bodies dropped at the bow string as I pulled it/
I met a soldier while I was on the island/
A strong man with a sword- betrayed by friends/
Even though our circumstances were ugly
Back then, me and him were like war buddies/
Unfortunately, Events led to my choice/
To end his life, no victory to rejoice/
But, he survived and in the present time/
I won the fight but I couldn't save my mother's life/
(Hook 2):
But, I said "Slade Wilson-you have failed this city/"
Arrows at the heart, that point with no pity/
Your actions have harmed innocent ones really/
It's time for you to answer, justice is with me/
You can't escape that, no matter what/
But, in order to protect all of those whom I love
I am someone different, something different/
something different, someone different/
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14. |
Last Survivor (Pt. 2)
02:52
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15. |
The Story Continues
04:09
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Growing up, goin' up to school was just drag I/
Admit I wasn't cool kid, I let the days just pass by/
Drifting from this crowd to that one and the other/
My best friend besides those in my music was my brother/
Flux was the name, together we liked to play games/
Along with Dzen, like twins every weekend was the same/
Started with Sonic the hedghog then, Megaman X/
Phantasy Star Online, Super smash was the best/
High school was fun, that's when I met impermanence/
we used to cypher in the lunchlines, battles were intense/
Attracting the eyes and ears of our peers, listen here/
Local rappers were a joke, so never did I fear/
Droppin' rhymin's like a ditz, my wits far more equipped/
Than Stars wars ships, my lyrics were like gifts/
To the masses, I never wore no glasses/
I never liked whipped cream I kept my shakes as is/
Vanila Flavor, sometimes I shopped at savers
I always wished I had a damsel in distress so I could save her/
Daydreaming in class like, I could be like Cloud strife/
A hero with a sword that looks like an oversized knife/
I admit, sometimes I daydream in the same way/
But, all that is fantasy, like my favorite games that I play /
Wouldn't that be cool if I came up with my own story/
I could SAVE Hip Hop return it to it's former glory/
Just like in the 90's, they called it the golden age/
Cats were classy and the boom bap was all the rage/
During the period, when I (had) conceived that thought/
I was really heartbroken, All I did was think a lot/
That's when I got the idea--That's when I made the game/
I called it save the world, and in it, my pen would shoot flames/
But, little did I know that I had made a grave mistake/
The game sucked me right into the story that I would create/
Man--Talk about a game that's amazingly immersive/
I finally had the chance to live the words of my own verses/
Unfortunately, that world was a bit scary/
But, from there I traveled to a tale that had every/
One of the 4 elements of Hip Hop/
I told you 'bout the first world, the one where I tried to stop/
The darkness from spreading but the story ain't completed/
It continues next year, so check it out when I release it/
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Last BeNeVoLeNcE Mesa, Arizona
Ambient/Jazz Hip Hop/Trip Hop/lo-fi/nerdcore producer, recording artist, and engineer.
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