You Wall
(Thoughtsarizen)
September 17, 2011
Settle Down
(Thoughtsarizen)
February 01, 2010
I really like this track and look for it to be on the new Thoughtsarizen album, which will be out when its done. uz its that right type of music/ Say a lot with a dope song/
Capture that moment in time and let it stand strong/
Rapture developed in nine signs yet its passed long/
Masters enveloped in rhymes and then I crashed on/
Blast on seeing that surface and thens its past gone/
Raps kong looking for tables to place mats on/
Ya got it/ good/ so we can stop with the act/
this aint another episode of you think you can rap/
This the real deal aint no discussion here/
Thoughts be OCs anti-hero since the EP/
Trust me I elevate and crush gravity/
Thinking of backstabbing me/
better bring ur family/
Save the airfare and fly in the whole calavary/
Gotta make admission to pay your priests salary/
The man in me digs rap the demon carries flames/
A dragon stands alone book open to that last page/
If you feeling this beat then /Just settle down/
Touching microphones like they going out of style/
Point a finger to the air and I touch that very essence/
Working over these beats like it was my life sentence/
Open up those ears and take in omnipresence/
Tripping over beats like kids do with presents/
Its that crown that I wear above/ and you can see it/
If you close your eyes and try hard enough to believe it/
You see its just a little touch of class/
Scrape the airwaves let it call like the clash/
And thats just a touch of the brain though/
Absorb your mind set lose with the tempo/
prehensile utensil enfolds maxstrumentals/
defense hold slips while im breaking fundamentals/
instructions ripped when I go and grab a pen oh/
Thoughts just tripped and entered to a tenfold/
Of micsickeness so I went a grabbed the headphones/
and came up with just a little verse to send home/
Comprendo? Nah I dont think ya see/
It takes a lot of heart just to let go and breath/
So be me be you be whoever it takes/
but all I know is ill be here studying breaks/
So whats a word for the love of this hip-hop im feeling/
Amore, Angelic, Unique, hype repeater/
Prestine, developed, ancestral mind reader/
the music, the message, negativity defeater/
I guess its all the above and so much more/
Here to pick your battles and always win the war/
Right left or center all the spectrums I adore/
While I hold tight the notebook I happen to adorn/
Mordors corridor open up the floor/
And they banging out the records like they made of golden ore/
And I try and rock the planet like an eagle trys to soar/
but I might just pebble moons if my lyrics go ashore/
So catch it/ beyond the flu lies a placebo/
Getting you excited like a jr. high peep hole/
like creepshow at 9 I bring up many stories/
Knocking out tracks like I trained with golden glory/
Low Frequency
(Thoughtsarizen)
February 01, 2010
Some of inspriation was the fact that some emcees get GREAT beats but just repeat 8 bars that suck over the verse. So I felt like it would be a challenge to put together a lyrical treat that people could still dance to.
The last line "ass and titties" is really a joke for the people who get mad when the song isn't dumbed down enough. True mission thoughts kill any superstition/
Surfing on soundwave drowning competition/
Fruition of my dream right here/
Flow fundamentals ambition atmosphere/
Conquer the globe with a manner of speech/
I bring you back to the mold just to break it in piece/
Now but your back to the old and we setting it free/
So lift your feet my people if you listening to me/
Come now take that breath/
Inside outside oh whats left/
True test to defect with that vibe no less/
Break hearts, Break Beats Break contacts lest/
Stress does depress bass shakes yes?/
Flex the best increase context bless?/
Carass the dance play pawns like chess/
Invest Thoughts killing books just like hess/
Pure damage rip cords and settle savage/
Some elevate others chase cabbage/
But the wolf always slaughters up them rabbits/
Some emcees to addicted to habits/
slick with my lines like my name was babbitt
Everyone wants to rock but few manage/
average/ Nah not even close/
Get your body and mind moving lets have a toast/
To my true school/ heads/ out there/
My hip-hop homies still breaking out flairs/
To my 5th elements/ hands in the air/
Everybody drop to ground and then stare/
For a masters in session midas is weak/
Titanium touch tounge disaster mystique/
uranium flux rung advancement and peace/
A radium struck flung the dance floor releases/
Now Stop/
Pause/awaken and advanced/
Contest start stepping back flip to romance/
Some say thoughts tripping hold back from the blast/
Look out! Thoughts winging and hes gonna crash/
Whats this sound bringing underground dance/
Got your body moving and the mind in a trance/
Few emcees can break it down in this stance/
But Thoughts gonna do it call it super enhanced/
Aint talking about jager/
Oh done did it/
Aint talking about ladies/
Oh I done did it/
Aint talking about sexing/
Oh I done did it/
Guess im talking about it all/
Oh yes I admit it/
Now the bass hits the block/
and I gotta get it started/
Make you lift your hands to chest/
like your retarded/
Then take another step and put um up in the air/
Mind body music repeat I don't care/
True emcee flexing styles on any beat now/
Question the session end up with a mic down/
Verbally destroy most targets in proximity/
Gotta give it up to the energy you feeling me?/
If you not its ok get out my vision/
Your naïve ears still stuck in a prison/
Titties and ass, ass and tities/
feeling better now brought it dumb just for you silly/
Might Spit
(Thoughtsarizen and Tony Tigerstyle)
March 31, 2010
Motivation
(Thoughtsarizen)
February 01, 2010
Thinking to yourself what goes good with bacon/
Or the mysterys of the universe mistaken/
Some come and grab a seat lets light some motah-avation
The herb got me thinking whats up with division/
why can some be prime but the others very simple?/
A dimple on a child can echo for a mile/
But a pimple on a teen can destroy the whole style/
Kinda odd ain't it?/ Guess im just blowed/
Sometimes think the world only makes sense stoned/
But hey/ that might be the weed talking/
Sitting for a minute listenen to the beats walking/
Ever wonder why you see images in leaves?/
Or those movements in the breeze and that smile on the trees/
Or is that just me? Shhh I dunno?/
Sometimes its hard to make sense of it all/
Am I really crazy or are you just off/
God forgot the on switch I guess is my thought/
And thoughts become problems lost in that dark/
or maybe im high and forgot to clap on/ (clap clap)
Maybe in the mind or maybe on the page/
Sativia got me thinking im quiet the sage/
But really.........who are we fooling?/
Stoner philosophy changes with the music/
Discovery channel locked in HD/
on-no-mo-no- oh forgot the P/
What soda tastes the best /
Whats up with history/
Time gets lost when you chilling with the leaf/
What soda tastes the best /
Whats up with history/
Discovery channel locked in HD/
on-no-mo-no- oh forgot the P/
Time gets lost when you staring at the T/
and I gets caught when you sparing with the M/
but E saves the rest guess im better with the pen/
now listen I have a hard decision should I smoke the indica or should I smoke derision?/
Clubs
(Thoughtsarizen)
February 01, 2010
Anyway Andy had this beat laying around and I was like...hmm what does this remind me of, the circus of the club scene. Playing clubs for the better part of 7 years really gave me a deep seated resentment for some people, I am not bitter, actually I just think its VERY cool to go have a good time, but not so cool to make that your life. Plus many of my friends for (curable) STD's from club skanks...so I stay FAR away.
At Night
(Thoughtsarizen and Castor Pollux)
February 16, 2010
