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lyrics
never chained to the game, i'm changing the game; i came
enraged with a page of statements to make and claim
my spot among the honest ones; novel yet not uncommon; just
another guy constructing rhymes out of his love for jotting some
ideas down to see them out. like razors to a strop, my tongue
consistently gets sharpened. admittedly--and pardon
this ability to carve into the average emcee's heart,
but--i am still a frequent, skilled-to-teach-it, Civill-speaking Artist.
don't confuse it though; i'm quick to flip and rip a rift in space-time.
a student in the room to grow; astute and soon to lose control.
a beast on beats, i weaponize my speech beneath the lunar glow.
my inner tide is tied to cycles of the moon; i move with those,
and grew into a crucial role congruent to influential.
who knows just what the future holds? if you could know, would you devote
the time to try to change it or chain it so it remains?
i came to sever said chains, remember the name:
who is rocking the mic constantly?
Q-U-I-D/ideologies; Tom is bringing the bombest beats.
boom! go the grenades he's dropping onto the spot as we
move passed the mockeries, facing the flames.
who is rocking the mic constantly?
Q-U-I-D/ideologies; Tom is bringing the bombest beats.
boom! go the grenades he's dropping onto the spot as we
move passed monotony, breaking the chains.
i'm off the chain as it gets; i came to play not to sit.
though i ain't playing in the sense of games; charades is for kids.
and never have i been about the fantasies above the facts, i keep
it real as can be; deceit is not what i am after.
even if ninety percent of rappers cash in on that factor, fact
is that i can't; i have to practice that which matters; smashing patterns.
tension evoked. end a cycle like a wrench in a spoke.
spitting fire, catching secondhand smoke
with every sentence i relentlessly release increasing temporal lobe
activity; recognize the imagery, reflect, and show
the message. every second prone to set the tone in cypher sessions.
always on like metronomes. breath control and vital lessons.
learn something when i grab the mic and chime in my perspective.
if you didn't know, now you do; the Q-U-I-D pressing
on in attempt to sever chains and never change.
my aim's to better the game, remember the name:
who is rocking the mic constantly?
Q-U-I-D/ideologies; Tom is bringing the bombest beats.
boom! go the grenades he's dropping onto the spot as we
move passed the mockeries, facing the flames.
who is rocking the mic constantly?
Q-U-I-D/ideologies; Tom is bringing the bombest beats.
boom! go the grenades he's dropping onto the spot as we
move passed monotony, breaking the chains.
credits
from Doomed Divide,
released October 13, 2017
beat produced by TomBombGrenade
lyrics written & performed by Quid
if you like my beats, chances are you'll dig this record. same dude. my longtime friend & collaborator TomBombGrenade's 2014 instrumental album, Lava Rocks. burners! quid of civill artists
Mister Yo is a hell of a storyteller with a style all his own. as unique as it is head-nodding, Club Canibus may be my favorite release from him so far (and not just because i'm on it). quid of civill artists
check out the Psycho Rooster tracks my longtime friend & collaborator Jack Rylands contributed to this 2020 instrumental release from Seattle's 300 Club Records. quid of civill artists
