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Flip To Side B
02:36
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Side b side b, outcast of society/
Side b, it lives inside of me/
Side b, whats society really need/
Some of that side a/
Some of them back in the day/
Summing it up with wordplay/
Some of them actually stayed/
Back to rap real shit to say/
It gets lost admist the crap/
Playing on the radiowaves/
Leaving the kids in a daze/
*making em into clear channel slaves/
Wearing flannels cause its all the rage /
Hipsters always think they bring change/
When it comes to sense theres no repents/
Kids these days have no defense/
Side b side b, outcast of society/
Side b, it lives inside of me/
Side b, whats society really need/
Ill tell you what they need/
A skilled mc to let them be freed/
I spilled the ink under my feet/
*so I can trudge it down the street/
On a budget to put my voice on beats/
I hope you love it cause this shit aint cheap/
Im different cause my songs are free/
I moved beyond that life of greed/
*even the biggest of trees/
Had to start life as a seed/
As you see upcoming mcs/
My cunning tongue licking the beats/
I love the music work religiously/
My sleep pattern im abusing/
Eyes sewed open losing sleep/
Im the muse you choose to keep/
cause I hold the screws that creep /
loose as you split at the seams/
clueless to what my music really means/
but you still choose to root for my team/
*now isn’t that cool you found me/
Now isn’t that cruel to doubt me/
I got noticed so you crowd me/
Saying youre so proud of me/
That im such a dope mc/
Oh please,
Get up off your knees
Oh please
You clog my arteries like grease/
With the depth of lies you weave/
You’ve yet to realize/
Youre one of my pet peeves/
You know all my lines/
And then you act coy ACT LIKE
you haven’t heard my rhymes
oh boy I slay the mic
but its time to go to and write
some more songs at night
cause hiphop had died/
back in the 90s/
its fucking frightening
how its fading away/
came and went like lightening
now its back in the day
Side b side b, outcast of society/
Side b, it lives inside of me/
Side b, whats society really need/
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2. |
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Open your ears to what you can feel
Devotion is something you cant steal
I slipped into the game like a banana peel
Spinning around looking for that mass appeal
Blood rushing no chance for it to congeal
I feel, I need to be the guiding light
I feel, I am the hero in the night
With my voice keeping silent that knife
But if it could talk itd tell tales of fright
From its plethora of cold steel fights
hard similar to day old cold frys
My voice and the beats that coincide
Of me is so sweet yet discreet I
Feel my voice bring you to your knees
You want more and more
So you beg for me to please
Your slowly lowering dopamine
Levels as I put poise on the treble
I poisoned the devil im stuck in a hellhole
Now evil men bump me with elbows
Like who the hell knows where were heading
If hell froze id be the first one sledding
Down the icy stalactites im betting
Im better so grab a sweater
For the approaching vendetta
I only get better and better
Like a fine wine I perfect my rhymes
Like a bourbon im a gorilla of urban
Warfare that’s not fair to those
That cant afford to even stare
At the windows of the store that’s closed
Its time for you to ignore those just dispose
Yourself of all the regret you’ve shown
Its like you’ve only got confidence on a loan
Its hard to find yourself without comfort zones
But that’s how a real man
is forced to grow into his own
remember the iration that did this song
it brings good vibes like the moisture of dawn
the dew is on the ground they feel the pound
of the drums and the kick of the snare
and Ive finally found my lifes fair
I can finally live without a care
Its an irie nation I started at the bottom
I found myself some inspiration
Aiming for the stratosphere
Trying to make my vocals clear
In my hand a loaded gun
The other with ink that don’t run
Don’t think its not fun
I fire it like a slug passing up the atmosphere
Theres a new mc that’s in the industry
Im going to be marked in history
What are we here for it’s a mystery,
Weve only got so much time
Wasting away doesn’t sound to prime
So Ill leave behind my poetic rhymes
For others cause remember music is divine
And its only a matter of time before we die
Be sure to leave something that can shine
Like a beacon for your own mind
To be leaked across the entire coast line
It’s a shore to shore confine im the lighthouse
That can guide you in the night.
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3. |
The Golden Age
05:01
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4. |
Time Is Relevant
03:06
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Life flashing by under the blue skies
Looking back on the family ties
That may be left behind
If this mc can reach beyond
What normal eyes can see
Like an ionic bond
Holding the mic to my palm
Writing insightful psalms
Of new messiah bibles
I ink in blood so im missing the vital
Parts of the charts to keep
Rap alive through the tidal wave
Of the recitals on stage
For the next big star on cable
Like lifes some kind of fable
Where theres food on the table
And horse in the stables
Ready to take away the labels
Of what society sees
In someone like me
Medial cortex
Or to you that’s mc
Whoopty dee of course that’s me
Times short the hourglass runs empty
The fourth horseman coming to get me
Im living time hungry forgive me
Im going back for seconds
the hands continue to beckon
me forward and northward
as I get my fix it flips a six
and I start to head south
falling to word of mouth
letting it invade my thoughts
to sort them out I got to stop
caring what others are sharing
and continue my own daring
mission of third eye staring
with open arms peace I carry
I barely hang on to atleast
Some of the damaged
Thoughts I can imagine
Someones life would vanish
Anxiety sets in with panic
Feeling sort of manic
As I plant this pen to paper
And let it bleed vapors
Of misled traitors
Claiming organic and kosher
Like they found closure
For the basic instigators
Ill say see you later
I cold shoulder like vader
To luke you little pukes
Trying to steal my rap hooks
And burn all my lyric books
You couldn’t of took
Away the passion I hold
I grasp the pen and mic like im told
To find the higher insight of old
Scriptures that I can picture
In my mind to a fraction of a second
It comes to rapid off my tongue
I learned raps for fun
Not for some that pack a gun
Or the ones with the drugs
Or the ones with the cash
Or the ones with some swag
Its for the ones that really had
Some good and bad so im glad
I had some experience to get
This part of my life in the bag
Its like I found deliverance
With my lines deliveries
I spin webs of mystery
Like some kind of whispering
Wind that’s here to bring warm springs
As the mindless drones spring the traps
From where you act to where youre facts
Don’t need to be backed
My lyrical skills is anamorphous
Contingent with my headtrips
A robbed souls last chance
To prove its got some worth
Without a death dance
You know the truth can hurt,
Someone other than strangers
As I flip through pages
Of daily news its faceless
The truth was strangled
They all got their angles
Be careful who you trust,
Even the devil was an angel
Before he turned to dust
Id record the fallout
On my little note pad
To plot out
A new song
Even if its for right or wrong
I am just rightfully gone
From the right so I left
And took whats left
Of my last breaths
To make a deal with death
That I can live on forever
In the songs I wrote for pleasure
They’ll be my greatest endeavors
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5. |
Find Myself In It
02:30
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6. |
Thinking Cap
03:14
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7. |
Out Drifts my Mind
02:16
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Medial Cortex Portland, Oregon
Medial Cortex is an artist that realizes that every thought of creativity stems from that section of the brain, scientists and doctors to this day dont understand where the inspiration comes from in the mind, but if you focus and tap into it great things will come forward, this is what Medial's life is about, finding the next spark of creativity and inspiration for every day to come. ... more
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