New Mix Coming Out Next Month

 

Pronounced Generation A.  Super hip hop, poetic, philosophical, nerd rap goodness.

The Lady Underneath the Mask

I want to see you with no make up, and I don’t want no break ups,

or make ups, don’t take up my time with bull shit lets wake up,
that’s how I feel, that’s how I see them and you’re not that tall,
so take off them high heels you don’t need them because you got that raw,
don’t front with me, I want to see what it’s hitting for,
and you’re not a ho you’re good company so I know you’ve done this shit before,
and it’s ok, you can run with me I dont discourage it, I nourish it,
lets not feel guilt for filth lets encourage it,
so don’t hold back, go all in and you should know that there’s no pressures,
but there’s no stalling because your perversion is so precious,
and you’re so restless, you got to get out of your prison,
but you got the keys, so unlock your knees and go let out of your system,
because I don’t care about your nails, I don’t care about your split ends,
I don’t care about your trails, your where a bouts, or your rich friends no,
I just want to meet you, and I see your boobs, I see your ass,
I see your moves, I see you baby, but I want to meet the lady underneath the mask,
so lets howl to the moon, lets howl to the moon and get open,
lets howl to the moon my lovely wolf in sheep’s clothing,

and I don’t care about your affairs, your gold, or who you’re cooling with,
I don’t care what your dad says because know that he’s full of shit,
so who are you fooling with saying you’re daddy’s little princess,
no one owns you its nonsense, unconscious dribble I have little interests,
to invest my time on a mind that’s blinded by an illusion,
refusing to use logic your more than object that I’m pursuing,
you’re a person for certain, a human being so if I’m a king,
then your an unassuming queen and I don’t need no diamond ring,
we don’t have to get married to play we don’t need no permission,
to get carried away today so forget the old traditions,
that are centuries old eventually they’ll be obsolete,
we can keep it all discrete but I want to hear your heart throb a beat,
that sound like thunder, we don’t need to be under the influence,
to wonder and you don’t have to pay me no mind or if you want to put in 2 cents,
then baby that’s fine but I see your boobs, I see your ass,
I see your moves, and it doesn’t faze me, I want to meet the lady underneath the mask,

so lets howl to the moon, lets howl to the moon and get open,
lets howl to the moon my lovely wolf in sheep’s clothing….

The vicious cycle

Off of the Nah Mixtape.

Generation 01000001 is Coming

New mix coming soon called Generation 01000001 or Generation A.  It will be a hip hop, lyrical, poetic, fiesta.

More Blog Love

This addition of blog love goes out to imveryape.com for showing me some love on my track Shark Hunter Quint.  It’s super appreciated man.  Feel free to click away on their link above.  They also got a hidden gem section for those sneaky tracks that get lost in the world wide web.  Good stuff!

I’M VERY GUERRILLA

E. GRIZZLY – SHARK HUNTER QUINT

For Fans of: Lateef the Truthspeaker, Buck 65, MF Doom, Heems,

I’d like to welcome you to the Adventures of E. Grizzly, the entertaining website of one of the most raspy and rambunctious MCs out there. It is a mix of hilarious artwork (check out the painting) and youtube videos, but also live shows, songs, and lyrics from the gravelly-voiced, Miami-based rapper E. Grizzly (aka Eric). The highlight for me so far has been finding the indie-rock tinged track Shark Hunter Quint off his newest mixtape – The Nah Mixtape. As stated in Grizzly’s site, the album was produced by the drummer of the punk band 1994, and the influence made for a great marriage. Industrial drums and rock reverb get layered with whirling synth to created a My Bloody Valentine-esque wall of noise that sounds completely novel for a hip hop track. Grizzly’s weathered but energetic delivery adds sand to that storm as he belts out thoughtful and unique lyrics  - “I’m about the new religion of free thinkin’, without the superstition”. And all the sounds blend together perfectly in the earworm of a chorus “I-I-I-I-I’m an American Guerrilla”. This is a stellar concoction of new ideas and solid rapping that has me saying, at least for today, IMVERYGUERRILLA.

I’m a sing my fight song everyday

 

and I’m a fight how you say the good fight,
until my last breath, until death, until I say goodnight,
and I would like some help, wealth, or what have you,
but I’ll do it all by myself if I have to,
it’s not fair but I don’t care if I take a beating,
every night, I’m a fight until I make it even,
my fist is going make a meeting with their face,
and I’ll get jumped, dumped on or get erased,
because I can’t stop the bleeding, but that’s not the reason,
I fight I just never stopped believing,
in my purpose, in my mission, in my goals,
in this circus, in this prison, and my role,
was given a long time ago I have to fight,
I have to fight, that’s all I know so I have to write,
I have to sing, I have to swing, I have to make a grown man,
out myself but it’s hard to break the program damn,

but I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a sing my fight song everyday,
I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a fight every night baby,

I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, and I don’t got the right,
to surrender when I remember the secrets revealed,
to me in past and I can’t keep it sealed,
Oh no I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight and I got to strike,
first before it gets worst I’ll sucker punch,
the curse with this verse while these mother fuckers lunch,
because I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, I got a light,
in my head, I have to spread the word by letting my voice,
be heard and using logic as my weapon of choice,
Oh yes I got to fight, I got to fight,
I got to fight, and I got to light,
the fire and inspire a platoons,
desire to get higher so we can fly to the moon,

until then I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a sing my fight song everyday,
I don’t give a fuck what they say,
I’m a fight every night baby.

More blog love

This weeks love goes to Picknicka at todayssongis.wordpress.com.

They show love so I show love back.  Check out their blog for good musica.

 

E. Grizzly – Meanstreak Remix (In 2 Parts)

Today’s song is exceptionally no video because the quality on Soundcloud was much better. It’s from E. Grizzly, a MC and songwriter from Miami / USA. His Genre is Hip Hop or how he self call it nerd rap. I also added the YouTube-Version in the weekly playlist.

• Site: egrizzly305.wordpress.com
• SoundCloud: soundcloud.com/egrizzly
• MySpace: myspace.com/erikgrizzly
• Facebook: facebook.com/egrizzly305
• YouTube: youtube.com/user/ErikGrizzly
• Twitter: twitter.com/EGrizzly305

 

 

 

Staring at the sun

I can’t stop staring, at the sun and I’m not caring,
because it’s fun but it blinds me, it designs me, it defines me,
as a real man, but I feel scammed,
I got to get out of this prison, get out of this system while I still can,
but I can’t look away, and i bit the hook today,
and yesterday i took the bait I’m not proud of it but the crowd loves it,
it’s a raw attraction, but it’s all distractin’,
I can’t focus because of this bogus interaction,
between me and you, I can’t help seeing through,
all the horse shit of course it’s there but what we need to do,
is to stop the lying, and stop complying,
to the rules we’re the fool that abuse ourselves so stop the crying,
and stop the bitchin’, if you still got a pot to piss in,
and if you got food and feel sad or mad then dude you got to listen,
don’t look to play, the game just look away,

but we can’t look away, I can’t look away,
and I cant stop staring at the sun I cant stop staring,
I can’t look away, I cant look away, I cant look away, I can’t look away

and I cant stop gazing, at the sun I’m like a hot raisin,
all dried up, lyed up, eyes wide shut, and I cant stop chasing,
the american illusion, a bunch of fear and confusion,
I’m scared of nothing, fronting and I’m unaware of what I’m choosing,
cause my third eyes blind, but if you shine I shine,
and it’s prime time we can talk and walk the fine line until it’s my time,
to leave this fucking earth, I tried my best for what its worth,
and theres not alot we can do when we see the truth but it hurts,
so dont ever feel ashamed, if you ever feel this pain,
your not alone your at home in the zone because I feel the same,
and this is our song, so when it’s all wrong,
you can put this on we can think about all the in and outs untill the doubt’s all gone,
and stop the bitchin’, if you still got a pot to piss in,
and if you got food and feel sad or mad then dude you got to listen,
don’t look to play, the game just look away,

but I can’t look away.

Blog Love

Sending some love to Maxx at bestpopsongs.org.  He has a few interesting words to say about me.  For one he refers to me as a group of people.  I actually would like to think of me in plural.  He also says some other theoretical statements that my romantic side would agree with.

E. Grizzly – New Blud Remix (El-P Instrumental)

Man I like their poetry.  Something tells me these guys are tapped into the coming changes.  A new evolution of our species.  

My sweet witch

 

I feel the magic in her eyes, I feel the magic in her stare,
it’s like she can see my soul she can almost grab it in the air,
I drink her witches brew then all the knots and the tension,
switches to serenity yes she’s got my attention,
she knows the chemistry, she serves the justice,
for dinner everyday she’s my sinner, she’s my seductress,
in every way, she was banished by crusaders,
in the past but now my enchantress can truly make her,
magic without Quakers trying to burn her at the stake,
and there’s a few haters but she’s not concerned with the hate,
because she learned that it’s fake, and I want to get to savor,
every delicious drop she’s got it’s the the richest flavor,
we flow with the waves, we’re bold and were brave,
and I can tell I’m under her spell I know I’m her slave,
but by tomorrow all the magic will be gone,
yet tonight it feels so right it’s like a ballad that’s beyond,
anything I ever heard, and every word is a weapon,
so I want to give her what she deserves in a second,
but every second is a minute, every minute is an hour,
and I can’t tell until I’m in it then the power,
starts eating me away, yes it’s leading me astray,
to Eden and it’s pleading me to stay,
but I need it to survive so I be eating her her alive,
when we’re stuck alone I be sucking on her bones,
and it’s divine when she screams,
its like she dies in my arms every time and it seems,
like there’s magic in her eyes, I see the magic in her light,
And Im an adict in duisguise I got to have it in my life,
She casted a spell and I fell down a bottomless hole,
I can’t tell if I fell asleep or how far the promises go,
and shes anonymous so her secrets will never spill,
out my mouth because they don’t get it and I doubt they ever will.

I guess I love her.