Soliloquy Lyrics
[Original Composition: "Transitions (Semiologist Relick) by Arts the Beatdoctor and Semiologist]
[Intro: Esé Michael]
En el nombre del Padre del Hijo y del Espiritu Santo
Escucha me
[Verse: Esé Michael]
I sit back and I reflect on life
Penned down thoughts just flow through the mic
I always lived my life so uptight that I never noticed the colors but now they seem so vibrant
But the life and flow was heaven sent
Y'all we lost relevance
Hip-Hop is nothing more than auto-tune and sagging pants
Where did the soul go? Music's just so-so
Nigga, the old flow was a no-go so it's hip-hop and neo-soul
Tell me am I feeling these emotions of the inner peace
Let me be strollin', flowin', emcee my soliloquy
A time of peace for all and each
But silence please, no time to speak
The crime is deep: there is no love for us up in these streets!
Preach, brother, preach (No. Teach, parents, teach)
Because the will of Allah was to spread healthy seeds
But we cease to believe in a God that we can not see subsequently still making it through catastrophes
Feel me!
Preach no religion, my nigga, no religion
Because if there's a religion, y'all niggas live contradictions
The life you try to depict really don't match your description
It's like the men who wrote the scriptures in they own mental prisons
It don't make front page news if you blow up a mosque
Ridicule the Jews and charish the man on the cross?
Hope for humanity's lost
Everyone's tryna be boss
Everyone's tryna be chief, responsibility's tossed
And the they're all up in arms with everyone's faults
This dystopian lifestyle that we have taught
All of the lives we have lost
It's a shame, prisoners of reign pray for coup d'état and rain
Side by side laying in chains, dried blood stains
Ankles in pain, and their souls are in pain, and their minds are strained and their bodies are physically drained
From all the struggle we've maintained
I hope they wake up one day and be the change
I know that we the change
Feel me, shit
[Intro: Esé Michael]
En el nombre del Padre del Hijo y del Espiritu Santo
Escucha me
[Verse: Esé Michael]
I sit back and I reflect on life
Penned down thoughts just flow through the mic
I always lived my life so uptight that I never noticed the colors but now they seem so vibrant
But the life and flow was heaven sent
Y'all we lost relevance
Hip-Hop is nothing more than auto-tune and sagging pants
Where did the soul go? Music's just so-so
Nigga, the old flow was a no-go so it's hip-hop and neo-soul
Tell me am I feeling these emotions of the inner peace
Let me be strollin', flowin', emcee my soliloquy
A time of peace for all and each
But silence please, no time to speak
The crime is deep: there is no love for us up in these streets!
Preach, brother, preach (No. Teach, parents, teach)
Because the will of Allah was to spread healthy seeds
But we cease to believe in a God that we can not see subsequently still making it through catastrophes
Feel me!
Preach no religion, my nigga, no religion
Because if there's a religion, y'all niggas live contradictions
The life you try to depict really don't match your description
It's like the men who wrote the scriptures in they own mental prisons
It don't make front page news if you blow up a mosque
Ridicule the Jews and charish the man on the cross?
Hope for humanity's lost
Everyone's tryna be boss
Everyone's tryna be chief, responsibility's tossed
And the they're all up in arms with everyone's faults
This dystopian lifestyle that we have taught
All of the lives we have lost
It's a shame, prisoners of reign pray for coup d'état and rain
Side by side laying in chains, dried blood stains
Ankles in pain, and their souls are in pain, and their minds are strained and their bodies are physically drained
From all the struggle we've maintained
I hope they wake up one day and be the change
I know that we the change
Feel me, shit
About
Genius Annotation
Track twelfth of the Avenue: the Jazz Dissonance album by hip-hop and acid jazz artist, Esé Michael the Mighty Maverick. This conscious hip-hop track serves as the predecessor to the final track on the release. Originally composed by Arts the Beatdoctor and then remixed by The Semiologist, Mav raps about topics such as his religious views; his view on the current state of the rap game; and how we, mankind, have taught ourselves to fall victim to greater forces and to unfamiliar situations in this demo track from the yet-to-be-released debut album, Avenue: the Jazz Dissonance.
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