We Making Tracks - redvoid called this the "Atlanta" beat. I wrote these rhymes after hearing this one DMX song "Who We Be". I sorta used his rhyme style from that song. Check out the Pro Tools metronome sound during the hook! Can you find the Wesley Willis reference? The last 8-bars are really heartfelt. "gave talent, gave skills, gave blood, gave spit, givin props to the ones who ever gave a shit"
lyrics
Oscillator, Innovator, got love, no haters
What - ever - the genre - that - we cater
Got beats, got bass, got rhymes, by batches
Got samples in tune, synths full of patches
High torque, low noise, Beasties, our boys
our studios got all the toys
the woofer, the bass, the tweeter, the treble
the rhythm, the rebel - decibel, my level
keys black, keys white, minor thirds, all night
targeting, emotions, like flight, or fight
E, or X, the drugs - that roll
Red Void and Four-Nine with the mic control
MIDI, control, twenty-four, open channels
EQ on mixers, virtual patch panels
Technics, times two, stable turntables
doing what we're doing cause we're willing and able
WE MAKING TRACKS (echoed)
Rock over Chicago, Rock over Detroit
Orlando break beat always on point
Beats diced, beats spliced, beats paid the price
Mash up, recombine, till it sounds nice
Hands, on clock, rhymes, on time,
crate dig for sounds that are covered in grime
we got the juice, labor, induced
angles and people can be obtuse
45's, 33's, b-sides, pride
keep a good mix to make the crowd alive
the peace, the love, respect, unity
you don't know what the bassline does to me.
Drum machine, drum sounds, many drum patterns,
kicks, snares, in space, like Saturn
Crossfader, effects, noise gates, patch cables
doing what we're doing cause we're willing and able
WE MAKING TRACKS (echoed)
ground rule, we're prime, we rule, sublime
Still cool, hard times, slide rule, our time
New school, bassline, True school, my rhymes
Screw fools, their crimes, they drool, the slime
new coup, my mind, synth line, we bind
never maligned, patch change assigned
Ideas, you'll cheer, no fears, no worry
Vision is straight, no blur, no blurry
gave heart, gave brains, gave ideas, gave soul
givin' dance to the kids who still roll
gave luck, gave love, gave tears, gave fears,
givin' love to the ones who we hold dear
gave talent, gave skills, gave blood, gave spit,
givin' props to the peeps who ever gave a shit
gave beats, gave rhymes, gave lust, gave trust
givin' love to the ones no longer with us
WE MAKING TRACKS (echoed)
credits
from Starblazer,
released June 22, 2008
additional vocals provided by redvoid
funky49 is a rapper and science enthusiast living in Tampa, FL. He has presented at TEDx, Fermilab, and the National Academy
of Sciences. He was named a “Nerdcore Hip-Hop All Star” by Wired magazine. He has performed at the Smithsonian Air & Space Museum and geek-friendly concerts such as Nerdapalooza. His album Starblazer is available on iTunes, Amazon and CDBaby....more