Whats good everyone? I’ve been workin’ a lot in the studio the past few days, I’ve been workin’ with the lyrics, but most of all, I’ve been workin’ with the beats, I do plan that mostly of my album is going to be produced by me, myself and I.
Yesterday, I wrote my sixth song to the upcoming album, it was about a little boy, raised in a warzone, a litte boy that saw whole of his family die infront of him, I’ll post the lyrics further down, so read it and leave a comment if you wants to. So yea, now I got six songs dedicated to the album, 6 beats – 6 lyrics – 2 of them’re recorded.
The quality of my tracks this time won’t be the same as ”Bonafide the mixtape”, this time, I’ll be recording in a proffesional studio. ”Bonafide” was recorded in my home-studio, no good quality at all. This time, I’ll put more energy on the mixing but also the beats, the beats I have right now is what describes hiphop for me, I’ll give ya’ll better hiphop than I’ve ever done, I’m on a new level now, filled with new knowledge and knowledge is power.
Stay tuned all my visitors, many have been askin’ me for new songs, well, it’s coming soon!
A Warrior Story:
Please, imagin’ yourself in a battlefield//
In a war-zone were soldiers marchin forward, never retreat//
seein bombs fallin, rainin from the sky//
were ever you turn yo head, you see people cry//
yo’ mother screamin’, wants your little brother alive//
but he’s dead, so’s your sister, layin at the floor beside//
you’re only 13 years old, but raised like a man//
you wants to show this fuckin soilders that you got the heart of yo dad//
but his dead to, it’s only you and yo moma, whatchugone do?//
were you gone move? Now it’s all about survival//
even I Know, you’re so mad that you got the strenght of a rhino//
in the evening, you’re out to fix some damn food//
ain’t got no clue of what’s happinin at homie dude//
Your mom’s bein killed and raped, now you got to escape//
afraid, filled with tears, blood so much hate//
you start to runnin from soldiers that gunnin//
you do this fo’ yo fam! your neighbourhood’s stunnin//
5 days later, you’re sittin cold in a boat//
keep yo’ tears inside, and with a lump in the throat//
kid, now you’re in Sweden, feelin dead, hate, you’re bleedin//
for the people, you’re just normal kid that breathin//
so people please dont judge anyone just of the way u sees him//
and dont spread hate if you aint got no big ass reason//
Please, imagin’ yourself in a battlefield//
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