LYRICS! #Duckworth by Kendrick and #Tabernacle by Royce (props to #rapgenius) – The force works in mysterious ways…

“Mumble-rap” may be a term invented by aging rap journalists. But auto-tuned mumbling about opiates and “turning up” doesn’t do this to heads or hearts…
Duckworth by Kendrick…
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[Intro]
It was always me versus the world
Until I found it’s me versus me
Why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why?
Just remember what happens on earth stays on earth!
We gon’ put it in reverse
[Snippet]
Darling I told you many times
And I am telling you once again
Just to remind you sweetheart that my—
[Verse]
Oh Lamar, Hail Mary and marijuana, times is hard
Pray with the hooligans, shadows all in the dark
Fellowship with demons and relatives, I’m a star
Life is one funny mothafucka
A true comedian, you gotta love him, you gotta trust him
I might be buggin’, infomercials and no sleep
Introverted by my thoughts
Children listen, it gets deep
See once upon a time inside the Nickerson Garden projects
The object was to process and digest poverty’s dialect
Adaptation inevitable, gun violence, crack spot
Federal policies raid buildings and drug professionals
Anthony was the oldest of seven
Well respected, calm and collected
Laughin’ and joking made life easier
Hard times, momma on crack
A four-year-old telling his nanny he needed her
His family history pimpin’ and bangin’
He was meant to be dangerous
Clocked him a grip and start slangin’
Fifteen scrapin’ up his jeans with quarter pieces
Even got some head from a smoker last weekend
Dodged a policeman workin’ for his big homie
Small time hustler, graduated to a brick on him
Ten thousand dollars out of a project housing
That’s on the daily, seen his first mil twenty years old
Had a couple of babies, had a couple of shooters
Caught a murder case, fingerprints on the gun
They assumin’, but witnesses couldn’t prove it
That was back when he turned his back
And they killed his cousin
He beat the case and went back to hustlin’
Bird shufflin’, Anthony rang
The first in the projects with the two-tone Mustang
That 5.0 thing, they say 5-0 came
Circlin’ parkin’ lots and parking spots
And hoppin’ out while harrasing the corner blocks
Crooked cops told Anthony he should kick it
He brushed them off and walked back
To the Kentucky Fried Chicken
See at this chicken spot
There was a light-skinned nigga that talked a lot
With a curly top and a gap in his teeth
He worked the window, his name was Ducky
He came from the streets the Robert Taylor Homes
Southside Projects, Chiraq, the Terror Dome
Drove to California with a woman on him and 500 dollars
They had a son hoping that he’d see college
Hustlin’ on the side with a nine to five to freak it
Cadillac Seville, he’d ride his son around on weekends
Three-piece special with his name on the shirt pocket
‘Cross the street from the projects
Anthony planned to rob it
Stuck up the place before back in ’84
That’s when affiliation was really eight gears of war
So many relatives telling us, selling us devilish works
Killing us crime, intelligent, felonious
Prevalent proposition with nines
Ducky was well aware, they robbed the manager
And shot a customer last year
He figured he’d get on these niggas good sides
Free chicken every time Anthony posted in line
Two extra biscuits, Anthony liked him and then let him slide
They didn’t kill him, in fact it look like
They’re the last to survive
Pay attention, that one decision changed both of they lives
One curse at a time, reverse the manifest
And good karma and I’ll tell you why
You take two strangers
And put ’em in random predicaments
Give ’em a soul so they can
Make their own choices and live with it
Twenty years later them same strangers
You make ’em meet again
Inside recording studios where they reaping their benefits
Then you start reminding ’bout that chicken incident
Whoever thought the greatest rapper
Would be from coincidence
Because if Anthony killed Ducky
Top Dawg could be servin’ life
While I grew up without a father and die in a gunfight
(Gunshot)
 https://genius.com/Kendrick-lamar-duckworth-lyrics

 

Listen to Duckworth by Kendrick, then listen to Tabernacle by Royce Da 5’9 about how he met Eminem the day his relative died and his son was born and tell me that spirit doesn’t work through “coincidence”. Synchronicity, serendipity, whether you want to call it God or not the universe just seems to want some things to happen.

 

[Intro]
Yeah
I wanna share some shit with y’all
All truth, all truth

[Verse 1]
Like I’m standing inside a Tabernacle
I promised not to lie in not one of these verses

I started out as a battle rapper
All I knew was Maxells, ADATs, DATs and gats
My name is Ryan Daniel Montgomery
Recovering alcoholic, I grew up on 9 Mile

I’m not a gangster, drug dealer or thug nigga
Just an MC who made a name with his rhyme style

Sometime around ’95 I found my calling
And that all coincides with the time that I found my darling

Now later on in the story I tell you her significance
But now let’s talk about me, specifically
Three brothers and one sister see
My daddy taught me consistency with his fucking patterns
Hallelujah I’m the son of a addict

My addiction was music
All I would do is go to the studio and The Shelter
And listen to Redman and Heltah Skeltah

[Interlude 1]
Aye y’all remember that one joint from the Heltah Skeltah album called… Sean Price be like, “I’m not sure any…” yeah that was my shit. I used to bump that shit all day. By this time I knew I wanted to be an artist, I didn’t want to be anything else. You know, but my mom had plans for me, she wanted me to go to school, so you know

[Verse 2]
To make mom’s happy
I took some general courses in college
Took the bus until I got hella bored with that
Because the bus stop I had to walk to

Was right across from the first studio I ever recorded at
Now I would have to assume that
It was either meant for me to be rapping
Or meant for me to be laughing at God’s
Geographical humor

As soon as I stepped foot in the open-mic it was like a reunion
I was a shoe-in
I met Kino there too
And he asked me to manage me

And that was back in like, let me see
’97, my girl was pregnant
Hurdles was prevalent
And it was therapeutic just for me to breathe into my mic

Started learning why the lord put certain people in my life
And the way he started blessing me, uh
I guess before my inner-demons got the best of me
Like sneezing was my vice

Needless to say that December 29th was the day I became a believer in fate

[Interlude 2]
Okay now it’s December 28th, my day has gone great. Kino booked me a show under contract to do that night. I got a call from my girl’s people saying she’s in labor in the hospital right now, 9th floor. I get on the elevator. Elevator stops on the 5th floor, elevator opens up, my uncle’s standing there crying. Now I’m caught off guard, I’m like, what the fuck?

[Verse 3]
My uncle standing there like “Ryan, they that way”
I walk out, I see my momma and that entire side of my family
Looking like there’s some kind of drama happenin’
I said “what happened”
They like “Granny’s been in a bad accident, and it ain’t looking good”
I’m like “man, what?”
I’m having a baby four floors up

Before I froze up
I’m trying to figure out why the Lord chose us
Or maybe chose me
To ride in this emotionally roller coaster
My momma said “the baby here yet?”
I said “maybe”
She said “maybe? Baby, go see”
I walk away feeling like a good father, the same time as a terrible son
Get to my girl she 5 centimetres dilated so I waited
She got to get to ’bout nine ’til it’s that time

And meanwhile I’m more popular in this hospital than the doctors
Nurses watching, whispering like “that’s the one right there
Who got a lady in labor 9 and another lady dying on 5”

[Interlude 3]
By this time I don’t even fuckin’ remember that I got a show. Somebody had to remind me. The doors was already open at the venue. I got emotions runnin’ every which way. All the nurses and stuff is like, “We’ll keep you posted about the baby, we’ll keep you posted about your granny.” I didn’t like seeing my mama like that, so I had to get out of there

[Verse 4]
Yeah, I hit the stage at 11:50, killed it
I got off at about midnight

With about six types of different emotions floatin’ around inside me
Hopeless, tryna find me
Hopin’ in time God’ll guide me
In the future, just as I was about to leave out
I saw Kino talkin’ to Marshall and then he introduced us
We talked about collaboratin’ and how chasin’ this rap thing is aggravatin’
But I’ll get back, I got the family waitin’
I get to skatin’

As soon as I get to the hospital they tell me that my granny didn’t make it
She just died, I’m feelin’ helpless, it hurt me
On the flip side, my little boy is healthy in the nursery
I picked him up, looked in his eyes for the first time and just cried

Ain’t no denyin’ this is the power of God
I said, “I love you, Granny” and looked to the sky
Like even though he just got here, goodbye

[Outro]
This is how the story goes
Powerful day
Powerful day
Most significant day in my life. I mean aside from meetin’ my man Marshall, my son bein’ born and my granny dying on the same day. My grandma didn’t live anywhere near that hospital. I learned a lot this day. I learned that the universe has this way of balancing itself out. For me to lose such a beautiful soul in my granny, and gain such a beautiful soul with my first born son, little Royce, it showed me that God is real. God is real. And you know what they say: God giveth, God taketh away

https://genius.com/Royce-da-59-tabernacle-lyrics

 

Metal Monkey on Fire! KP Kev the Poet’s new album!

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Metal Monkey on FYA!

New collection of songs, raps and poems from KP Kev the Poet.

Flows and poetry over Hip-Hop and dub – (and grime, boombap, trap, glitch, Jungle, Dubstep and even acoustic music.)

My most personal and emotional body of work thus far. Some of the best music I’ve made, just in time for Autumn Equinox and the end of this Mercury retrograde 😉

This collection of songs contains epic production from talented, creative music producers from Bristol to London and beyond, featuring Twinkly Tus and production from King Slim, Alex Wolf, Dar “Merk daSys”, Philly the Kidd and more!

Most of these tracks were written and recorded in London while I getting back to a place of self love and self confidence after a brief spell of anxiety and depression.

3 songs were originally recorded many years ago and updated recently (maybe if you ask me I’ll tell you which.)

https://kpkevthepoet.bandcamp.com/album/metal-monkey-on-fya-promo-version

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PAGANS!

Data. I’d been planning to write something about ‘the pagans’ for a while.

UK Hip-Hop culture has started to use ‘pagans’ as derogatory slang, as an insult. I’m not down with that.

I would summarise paganism as nature worship, although the term has been used to describe everything from wiccans to Druids. The dictionary definition is even broader – a person holding religious beliefs other than those of the main world religions.

So using ‘pagan’ as an insult is offensive. It’s prejudice. If people used Muslim, Christian or Jew as an insult there would be uproar. I don’t describe myself as a Pagan, but I am friends with people who do.

I suspect, but I don’t know, that the anti-pagan movement stems from Rasta culture which has it’s roots in Christianity (or at least in The Bible.) That’s not a diss to rastafari either. I respect the rasta movement, the ital living and the words of Emperor Haile Sellasie Ras Tafari. I just think that not all pagans should be under the same label as the ‘babylonians’ because the Celtic pagans suffered at the hands of the Romans too. The anti-pagan movement’s probably also got roots in badly researched conspiracy theory documentaries. In short – There is a vast difference between the pagans who worship nature who are generally nice people and the Satan-worshipping politicians who were friends with Jimmy Saville.

In some ways paganism is quite logical and scientific – the Sun gives us life, the Earth gives us life. But I don’t describe myself as pagan because my spirituality is inspired by buddhism, Christianity, Druids and taoism to name a few.

Some of my pagan friends would have a problem with Christianity because historically the Catholic church murdered pagans allover the world, from South American shamans to Celtic Druids. Some of my Christian friends would have a problem with pagans because they have a problem with anything that’s not Christian to put it bluntly.

Now I’m not someone you can put in a box. I walk a narrow path. The pagans will be angry that I claim Christian influence but go to Stonehenge, the Christians will be angry I claim Jesus as an inspiration despite knowledge of a handful of solar deities that were resurected after 3 days like the sun on the solstice (Zeitgeist summarises it well.) Pissing people off is just an inevitable consequence of being open minded and not being a follower.

But the simple fact is most people calling people pagans don’t know what the word means and the rest don’t literally mean ‘nature worshippers’, they’re just calling you a twat.

But hey, a facebook status isn’t gonna change street slang, but it might make me feel a little better.

(This is still a big tune and a sick video and Dizzee still has one of the best flows in the UK, I don’t care whose hot right now or whose sending for who…)

 

post-script –

Had a thought the other day – being a pagan is one of the most patriotic things an Englishman can do. Because that’s what their ancestors were before they had Christianity forced on the ancestors that survived the Roman invasion. When they sing “God save the queen” they’re basically saying “may the Middle-eastern God forced upon my Celtic ancestors by Italian Roman invaders save the German queen who owns half the planet and therefore probably never needs to be saved from anything.” But I’m just sat here sipping this tea. (And God save the Queen cos Mi5 answer to her and have probably killed for less).

pps

Speaking of people using words they don’t know the meaning of – on the subject of Illuminati – 

https://kpkevthepoet.wordpress.com/2013/11/20/the-illuminati-controversial-conspiracy-facts-vs-trivial-conspiracy-theories/

And how I became the Bard of a Druid Order (true story) – https://kpkevthepoet.wordpress.com/2015/10/13/becoming-a-druid-the-chat-with-susanna-lafond-and-the-knighting-of-a-hip-hop-bard-druid-druidry-bard/comment-page-1/

Bluebells, Angels, Soundsystems and Mic Cords

She said “most little girls won’t look for a prince, so they won’t find him,
they’re looking for a villain and hope to find a prince inside him,

most grown women learn better and some wise girls know from the start”,
But I don’t play the game of faking villain, life ain’t a game, it’s art.

They don’t wanna hear how I’m like Jesus or Buddha cos I failed,
they wanna hear how I tried but in comparison I paled,

paled like the white depiction of Christ, sometimes I was cold as ice,
aimed for bodhisattva-like compassion, I’m just not that nice.

They don’t wanna hear how I tried to forgive acting like it’s all bless,
like Jesus forgave the men who put the spear in his chest.

They wanna hear the truth, we’re friends now, I wish her the best
but if I think about it now I overstand better but it still gets me vex.

The old man on his bike in the graveyard smiles like there’s a secret we share,
Like we’re two of a chosen few who knew… we’re not really there.

I’m like a bluebell on a grave, like an angel in a rave, you can help me here.
Sometimes I care so much it looks like I don’t really care.

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Sometimes, sure, I’m bored like retired Timelords wondering why your
Average human being even bothers to rhyme for.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

Bluebells on graves… angels in raves,

Letting go for forgiveness, happy to live blessed.

While your magical tools like your soundsystems and mic cords
Transport my thoughts to your heart to make you say BRRAP! Or “I’m floored.”

 

KP Kev the Poet – Spring Tings! New Music

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Hello people!
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I have a few new links to share and spread the positive vibrations for the new Spring.

SynchroDestiny Remix – a remix of a new song, I recorded the original at the end of last year and King Slim remixed it this week –
https://soundcloud.com/kevthepoet/synchro-destiny-king-slim-remix

Grip on Reality – a new video for an old song (many people have said this is one of my best ever tracks) –
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PZoHPEY7Niw&list=PLs34zEc-x1r4KofomExLLFZ8dOCKlRDcl&index=1

Please share Grip and/or Synchro Destiny on social media if you like them,
the number of soundcloud streams and youtube views does affect whether or not promoters and festival organisers book an artist,
it’s a practical way to help me, it’s not just an irrational ego stroke! lol

…and finally…

Roots Reggae and Positive Afiirmations podcast – on a dub tip, an hour long mix with me singing, rapping and chanting positive affrmations over dub reggae and roots!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6qzXmV-SG40&ab_channel=DuBReVoluTioN

Thanks for your time, enjoy the vibes and maybe see you at a festival this summer!
(A list of festival dates is coming to my facebook pages, don’t expect an e-mail cos some of you aren’t in England.)

Gratitude and appreciation
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The SynchroFlow TV Show

An alternative reality TV show, and a musical. Showcasing consciousness evolution via UK Hip-Hop, poetry and beatboxing with vocal harmonies, discussing synchronicity.
Featuring Rodney P and Skitz, Dub FX, Kate Tempest, Buggsy, Chester P of Taskforce, The Boxettes, MC Xander, Terence Mckenna and KP Kev the Poet.

Pride and Prejudice and UK Hip-Hop – Chester P, Daniel Waples and Lyrically Challenged

Not sure where I currently stand on boasting / self promotion.But as I have started to tell you all when I’m depressed or anxious I shouldn’t fail to share when I’m proud and pleased with myself.

February 20th I shall be supporting one of my favourite rappers ever – Chester P of Taskforce – at one of my favourite Hip-Hop nights ever – Lyrically Challenged – with one of the most famous hand-pan / hang drum players in the world – Daniel Waples – Hang in Balance. S’alright.That’s without the added synchros – the first open mic I ever did in 1996 was hosted by Chester P and Farma G of Taskforce at the Powerhouse in Finsbury Park. The first time I went to Lyrically Challenged was it’s 5th birthday party and my gig is on it’s 6th. I only got the gig cos Daniel met one of the organisers – MC Angel – in India and I knew her already (cos I was so impressed with the 5th birthday party I wrote a gig review for a website and interviewed her.)Still not sure where I stand on self promotion / boasting. I used to be pro-humility, but humility is just the shadow of ego – who are you being humble for? It also meant I under-sold myself. It’s useful to be confident, to know your strengths, gifts and talents and it’s also useful to exalt and celebrate them, cos gratitude gives you more to be grateful for and how will other people benefit from your gifts if you don’t advertise them?

STILL not sure where I stand but… You should probably check out my music. People say it’s really, really good. X

 

The World WILL Know My Name (I’m Amazing)

Some more audacious, obnoxious, “I’m not depressed anymore” bars… 

THE WORLD WILL KNOW MY NAAAME! Oh him?
Visualising success, abundance flowin’, Balance growin’,

Enjoying the quantum flow, I feel like a million bucks,
enjoying the power of saying “no thankyou” to the average crutch,

even though I love sex, I love the power of saying no and,
Visualising success, abundance flowin’, Balance growin’,

Enjoying the quantum flow, I’m feeling successful,
enjoying the power of saying “no” to a million crutches. Yes? Cool.

not slut shaming, judging, or blaming, if the shoe fits be proud, claiming,
They don’t want emotional guys for one night stands – I rarely found my way in.

Now it’s my turn to be picky, ‘Pinky and the Brain’ing, taking
over the world. The world will know my name – cos I’m amazing!

We’re ALL amazing, but like Kitty Pride we’re phasing
in a new era. N like lion prides I’m hunting while you’re grazing.

Doctor Strange flow-er, Stormtrooper with flamethrower – I’m saying…
Flamethrower – cos I’m straight slaying while I’m flaming.

Photo on 31-12-2015 at 17.16

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