A lot of people copped my previous album The Menu and proceeded to tag me on Facebook in pictures of their car dashboard with the CD case propped up suggesting my tunes were going places with them.
This taught me that you motherfuckers like driving and listening to music at the same time. Well now it can smell good while you do that.
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I come ill on the beat, like diseased Police
Rappers plead me to cease
Cos I make 'em look stupid
Me and hip hop both got shot by Cupid
So now I'm married to the beat
Cos I love music and son it must love me
We go together like magnets
I've got the positive and negative and none of that whack shit
I spit it tight I know you like it like that
The beat of my heart keeps me coming right back
Like the drums are pulse, the bass is my farts
The guitars horns and keys that I lace, it's my art
Because you need expression
Repeat that line, it's the deepest lesson
I know without music I would die
So turn the fuckin' beat up and keep me alive
HOOK:
Give me something that I need
Satisfaction guaranteed
Yeah it's called hip hop and I need this shit
I have withdrawals and I bleed when I itch
So please Mr DJ I need a hit
Turn the volume up, let's bleed this bitch
I take life one day at a time
Beats are like a holiday, one day out of line
One way that I rhyme, not I
Flip a style all the while spit a line 8 ways at a time
Cos you gotta stay fresh
If I stop my progress then I gotta face death
I won't become stagnant, let it flow rapidly
Gotta stop the blue green algae from happening
Cos you gotta move forwards
Pop MCs depress me, they're too boring
I don't know if they don't care or can't see
They ain't doing nothing for their planet or country
Imbeciles get idolised by kids
And they wonder why families end up on the skids
Education is aimed at the smart
The poor are forced to stay in the dark
It makes me wanna put the blade to my heart
HOOK
This life that I'm living don't feel right 'til the vinyl is spinning
These feelings I'm feeling don't feel like without music I'm dealing
I gotta hear the beat, I gotta hear that real poetry of the street
I gotta feel the beat, I gotta feel it from my hat to the heels of my feet
HOOK
I need this hit, I need this shit
Turn the volume up, let's bleed this bitch
credits
from #Pete Volume 1,
released September 18, 2015
Written and produced by MC Pete
Vocals: MC Pete
Cuts: DJ Impede
Backing vocals: Jennifer Molloy
Backing vocals: P-Dawg
Bunks stacks layers on layers on layers with witty wordplay and bars within bars, all twisted and dark with no pretentiousness whatsoever. Nick One's beats provide the perfect backdrop. MC Pete