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savage intellect - redefine: how to make a song lyrics
yeah, i’ve djed at clubs, parks, parties
and now on a radio station (wnur)
that fascination came in ‘82 carry crates
for this kid named nate
(stuttgart, germany)
for the weekends i couldn’t wait
to be in the booth to pass him sugarhill and enjoy records
to placed upon the plates
and, i’ve been dancing to drums and riffs
since about…what, ‘76?
in ‘81 that switched, it did not stop
i just became better known as kid pop alot
soon waves, bounces and ticks got mixed
with swipes, sweeps, and handspins
and then freeze for the fl!cks (cl!ck)
and, always had bad penmanship with a bic
so, never travelled the path of graf, but i always admired it
flashback to ‘79, recited my first rhyme mimicking the lines
of rappers delight and king tim iii, a year later
i started subbing in my own words
(to funky 4 _ 1 more)
words became catch phrases which eventually
caught the attention of my subconscious
to be more conscious of what was written
sentence structures with fluctuating rhythm patterns
made for splattering men at gatherings
at school cafeterias…or recess
my main aim is to be superior and to be fresh
…and never regress (never)
so, talent show harmonizing
evolved to street battles disarming guys
by taking titles and breaking egos (ego trippin’)
mine own present in rhymes ciphers
and the privacy of my own mental state
whenever the pen skates across white sheets
when i write to beats
only a few lines to delete before the rhymes complete
now, i’m prepared for practicing
and it’s no accident if certain lines i repeat
i’m adjusting how to let it hit to the beat
improvising, word revising
exercising different forms of delivery
pure emotional output be the focus of all my energies
black out…
and let the rhyme flow in sync with the blood in my arteries
then sit back and arrange the track, place drops in proper spots
to accent metaphors, punchlines, and otherwise pertinent info
and when that’s done…i finally have an instrumental
lay the beat to track one or possibly isolate a few elements
there’s really no telling it varies with each studio session
then lay my vocals to next available track
after a little bit of, ‘1, 2, 1, 2 mic testing’
exiting the booth to rewind and review and redo
until it is as perfect as i can work it
then, back in the booth for back up vocals
and fill in any blanks between the verses
some might think i’m done, but to me it’s defeating the purpose
to make a hip hop song without the dj, it’s d_mn near worthless
it might as well be wordless (true)
(“it’s amazing what human sk!ll and ingenuity can accomplish”)
…nikoless skratch, thanks for your services
now, let’s gather around for the mixdown
let’s see how the snare and kick sound
in comparison to the vocal tones and baselines
master it to dat then, it’s all set to be mailed off to manufacturing
yeah, it’s a long process, but when you factor in the fact you win
some fans for life plus musical immortality
for the tapes and wax you send
to retail for resell, promos to djs for replay
at clubs, radio, (and) mixtapes with cuts, scratches and relays
and all that other hi_tech stuff they be doing these days…
man, i love it, if you can afford it, please buy it
if not f__k it, dub it, just get my name out to the public
and let ‘em know about this flow that i’ve been nurturing to grow
since ’79, but it’s the transposing year (’97)
that i choose to gear my efforts
into the methods that i’m describing upon this record
(this is how to make a song)
or perhaps it’s just a cassette
pressing vinyl is expensive and i do not have the cash yet
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