just busking.. freestyle prep for next street performance...

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

just the simple self-effacing type of rhymes strangers seem to like, practicin to go back out to the streets again...



In this place I'm like a monk in a monastery
Spend my nights in the bathroom saying Bloody Mary
Hang out with Sharry/
otherwise known as Sure-ree
trying to be an emcee
but keep gettin the third degree
Yeah, I, keep gettin dissed
it's just my wish
to swim wit the big fish
but I keep gettin Sharked
Watch the show after dark
wit Marc Cuban and dude from Fubu
ask myself, when will you ever make it
Last time I spit in front of an exec
I went blank and/
and my thoughts went dead/
guess this lack of success has gone to my head/
living out this mere and utter existence
on the fringes,
you know my careers hit an ultimate low
when I entered myself into local idol shows
guess how that goes
one day I will run out of flows
for a while it might feel odd
but atleast I will have a "day job"
its an oddity, that I can't turn myself into a commodity/
probably end up selling my organs on the black market, honestly
heard they did that on the Indian subcontinent/
I meant to go there but didn't have funds to by a ticket
they called me a lyrical midget
said my rhymes were like Dr. Suess
disses kept comin so I called a truce
tried to make peace with my enemies
which was basically anybody
who had to listen to me rap, actually
thinking about giving up the game
maybe take my brain and go back to school
world can be cruel when you can't pass math/
or even cook eggs
hell i wasn't even good at that
don't know if my car is 4 or 6 cylinders
told me last oil change, still can't remember
was that in December
when my car broke down
700 dollars for brakes, they hung me upside down
emptied the last of my pockets
so please have mercy fore I stick the bath tub in a socket
electricute, it's easier than trying to execute
a money making scheme to make it big, see my dream
but instead all I hear is I spit to clean
they told me I needed to thugg it
thizz and take more drugs
tried to join a gang and got beat up
guess it wasn't my luck
got stuck in a dead end game that wasn't even respected
tried to make my name large but needed protection
hired my girl to establish a defense
cause she got beauty, strength, brains and wit,
but I'm done wit it, she broke up with me when she found out
that I still live at my Moms house
and my future career is still in doubt
and wallmart wouldn't hire me for the first time
guess that's why I turned to a petty life of crime
to make up for a failed rap career
they say you sound like Vanilla Ice, get out of here


Sorry... know it was wack and kind of corny.. but that's the shit people wanna hear for whatever reason.. just playing with some shit to get the freestyles flowing.  Not necessarily what I will do when it comes down to it.

[J. B A N A N A S]

Sorry... know it was wack and kind of corny.. but that's the shit people wanna hear for whatever reason..

oh word?

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

Sorry... know it was wack and kind of corny.. but that's the shit people wanna hear for whatever reason..

oh word?

not rap fans, I'm talking about random strangers walking by while your rappin on a street corner.  For some reason that's the style that works best with them.  Sort of like the style Em was doing in the SSLP days when he would make fun of himself and talk about how broke he was and shit like that.  I mean, there has to be some element of truth to it for it to work, though.

[Sccit]

BACK ON THE STREETS AGAIN, RECEIPTS AGAIN
TAKIN IT BACK FOR THE STACKS, TO REDEEM MY ENDS
THE DREAM WITHIN MY BRAIN IS SPILLIN
ONTO THE STREETS TO MAINTAIN THIS FEELIN
SERTONIN RUN LOW, I BRING IT BACK UP
BUSKIN FUCK HUSTLIN, SERATONIN STACK UP

[TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96']

BACK ON THE STREETS AGAIN, RECEIPTS AGAIN
TAKIN IT BACK FOR THE STACKS, TO REDEEM MY ENDS
THE DREAM WITHIN MY BRAIN IS SPILLIN
ONTO THE STREETS TO MAINTAIN THIS FEELIN
SERTONIN RUN LOW, I BRING IT BACK UP
BUSKIN FUCK HUSTLIN, SERATONIN STACK UP

it's certainly a natural high and seratonin rush.... peace to all my hip-hop niccazz bringing beatin up the streets, busking, my on the fringe nicccaz... my don't fit into society niccaz.... Word is up!