Here is the intro to an upcoming mixtape I'm tryin to release, thought I'd give y'all a sample. Feedback always appreciated.
Lift the gloves up, lift your cups up
When you see me in the game you know I came and conquered
like a boxer, who's wearing the belt, but still I knelt.
Cause humility is something I prize within myself,
cause I gotta give a nod to all that came before, shaped the game and the course,
of my life, but now the game is rife, with alleged MCs who got no skills on the mic.
We gotta turn around, let these motherfuckers know we don't want they cookie cutter sound.
But the whole shit is rigged, certain entities make sure all the scores are fixed.
Lyrics ain't shit, beats is all it is, so many cats underground with the skills to knock these goddamn haters out. Why do we crowd, when and where we're told to.
I coulda sworn this was the land of the free, home of the brave and creativity
you ain't gotta listen to me, I just observe, and write and spit what I see
I swear to god I'll go crazy, cause the bullshit makes the message get hazy.
And the challenge is to play the game, not allow the game play me.
And the stakes is raising, cause the soul, of hip-hop is fading,
it's amazing how fast we fall. But we ain't dead at all,
we're not down for the count, and the time to mount the comeback is now. If you feel it scream aloud. Let the streets resound, with the righteous sound,
the time to mount the comeback is now. If you feel it scream aloud. Let the streets resound, with the righteous sound.