1. |
Rise and Grind
03:20
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Rise and Grind
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
(VERSE ONE)
It's time to,
Rise and Grind, the prize is mine
on the grind from sunrise to shine,
i'm surprised my eyes
are even open at the crack of dawn
fill a bowl of cereal like I would pack a bong
...ha, rejuvination duplicated by the double
stumble naked out of bed, with a head, filled with trouble
...red skies, and a mind filled with plots
kill a spot, with a parking lot with rhymes that I drop
I, never stop, until the day I'm no longer breathin'
schemin' of succeedin out of this low-income season
got experience like resumes hightlighting all the older days
When I never had the child support, or a loan to pay
the court orders say, whatever they feel
Defend my rights as a father to these Ally McBeals
Woke up with a clear mind, in need of a hug
puff
(Chorus)
Rise and Grind...
It's time to,
Rise and Grind, the skies are mine
on the grind from sunrise to shine
(Verse 2)
It's time ta,
Rise and grind, the prize is dope
Watchin' the sun rise high thru my kelidoscope
it's time to go, while it's still in single digits
...the day could creep by at any given minute
fuck a worm, the early bird gets absurd
fuck what you heard, the early bird paints a word
ain't concerned, about the competition while they're still sleepin'
I do more in a morning than they could do in an evenin'
Evolve while the earth revolves, spinnin' all around
Get reincarnated sonically and live within a sound
...early morning got me gettin' alert
takin' advantage of my time, as I live in this earth
meticulous work, ethic when protectin' my worth
i'm fresh from the dirt, bezerk whenever wreckin' a verse
woke up from a deep sleep, feelin' like a thousand stacks
while the earth keeps spinnin' cycles like a laundromat
Rise and Grind...
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2. |
Vacate
04:16
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"Vacate"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
(VERSE ONE)
...Let's take the rest of our lives off
Find ourselves a comfortable cloud that we can ride on
we're worth more, than the petty things we work for
makin' marble out of a delapidated dirt floor
Talent doesn't always translate to dollar bills
I'd rather bust my ass to make my living strictly off of skills
Ups and downs, that's the sum of my story
But if I ever make it you'll get some of my glory
I try my hardest to supply even the little things
You always hold me down, when my bad days get to me
everything you do, has me attracted to you
not to mention that you're cute and super passionate too
yea, let's find a way that we don't ever have to work again
daily paradise, nothin' but niceness and some grins
uh, without hesitation, let's indulge in
relaxation, take a vacation from the bullshit
(CHORUS)
Vacate,
Just my love and I
When I close my eyes,
she's my Lullaby
Vacate,
just me and my love
blazed buds and some suds
chillin' under the sun.
x2
(VERSE TWO)
...Let's take the rest of our lives off
Without worry for approval for the time off
Fuck it, i'm calling in with a slight cough
Feelin' hella happy that I took the night off
you're lookin' fine, and I'm happy your mine
In the zone, with my hands touching the back of your spine
nothing short of divine, AND an order of fries
So absorbed within your eyes as every moment goes by
...I apologize, my rhymin' hasn't paid off
It's like my flight's delayed, anticipatin' when i'll take off
Every day's another chip on my shoulder I break off
Another vein detatched, from the arm that's trying to hang on
Yea, Workin' round the clock for another's dreams
I'd rather manage other people on my own team
Graff Roots, that's my northern light
And your body in my eyes has got me hypnotized
(HOOK)
(BRIDGE)
Vacate,
just my love and I...
(a one two, a one two, i want you, i love you)
Vacate,
Just me and my love
(a one two, a one two, i want you, i love you)
Vacate,
just my love and I...
(a one two, a one two, i want you, i love you)
Vacate,
Just me and my love
(a one two, a one two, i want you, i love you)
(VERSE 3)
Aye, Let's take the rest of our lives off
Find ourselves a little slice of heaven we can ride on
contested at times, watchin' the pendulum swing
putting investment in rhymes, and other colorful things
Thankful, to say the very least
To fall asleep with you within the middle of the sheets
without hesitation, let's indulge in
relaxation, take a vacation from the bullshit
(HOOK)
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(VERSE ONE: Dispute One)
Sounds overrated, and it's so out dated
With an ego so big, that he can't escape it
Ain't no need to debate it when it's bigger than life
So lights, camera, action, where are the mics?
Where are the people? Where is everything that he spoke on?
Hangin' with a scapegoat, you put all your hopes on
Bangin' like a drumline, gamblin on crunch time
3 strikes like one-time, your life, you can't rewind
Egotistical with lack of vision
Leaves a shallow individual with nothin' but a pot to piss in
I meant everything when you chose not to listen
And i'll do everything short of prison to keep the mission
Ego-free, that's how we live
That's how we rep the Twins, use it as a bridge
That's OnePlusOne, Ego-free livin'
and the only trip we make is on tour bein' driven
Yea!
(CHORUS)
Naw, I don't trip, naw, he don't trip,
naw, we don't trip,
E Go Trip (x4)
(VERSE TWO: Orikal Uno)
Heavy feet, cranium rapidly growin'
Meltin' ice within the wind chill when I'm chillin' and it's snowin'
Bragadocious... Atrociously magnificent
Got them throwin' hands up while I'm buzzed and feelin' hella lit
You can't question it, like Einstein intelligence
My stein, changes reality to irrelevance
Jumpin' the fence again to paint another overpass
Lettin' a sentence win when layin' out the dopest raps
You think you're polar caps, swimmin in the coldest laps
But really you're a silly muthafucker from a culdesac
Steamed phillies, swisher sweets, trees from the down south
Please. You ain't even in my league, see loud mouth?
You just got roundhoused, double to the dome
Who'd known, what Uno could do with microphones
I'm a king without a throne, on a free-fall mission
Kamikaze pilot, flyin' in and ego-trippin like
(CHORUS)
(3rd Verse)
DJ Ganzobean on the cuts.
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4. |
Chill
04:27
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"Chill"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
(VERSE ONE)
Stand still, lookin' back at what I stood in
Great victory, yea I'm all about a "Goodwin"
I'm in the hood still, thinkin' haters should chill
Fake, ballin' muthafuckers tearin up a goodwill
I'm lookin' good still, blessed with some good skill
Livin' life in ecstacy without the need for a pill
Fa, real, all my life yo i've been runnin' up hill
Gotta keep on breathin' while there's air in my lungs still
The snare, and the drums fill, awareness to dope flows
Comin' from this kid in St. Paul that y'all don't know
Always puttin' in work, never a no show
Always fast like a blur, even in slow-mo
Novice with a pro flow, yea i'm stuntin'
With wisdom of an elder with the age of a youngin'
Tryin' to do my best to make my nest and build
Take advantage of the chances that I get to chill
(CHORUS)
Chill...
I'm just tryin to chill...
Chill...
(VERSE TWO)
Stand still, lookin' forward towards the future
New words, new fiendin' for a new worth
Feelin' fresh, like I went through a new birth
When I make the colors of my outfit and my shoes work
Brushin' off negativity like dandruff
Breakin' off the metal when this life has me in handcuffs
Linkin logs, with the money make it stack up
Off the crowds, when I make a venue pack up
I'm not a drama major but I act up
Livin' every day, like this may, be the last one
Sippin' relaxation from the bottom of a glass cup
Ambition is my diesal and it's got me all gassed up
Bass bumpin' nice thru my Infinities
Rollin' with my windows down thru all these city streets
Show night, rock the spot and kill
After that, best believe that I just gots ta chill
(CHORUS)
(VERSE THREE)
Black shades, black hoodie and a fly girl
Flushin' moments down the toilet watchin' time swirl
Smilin' big with many reasons why
Bright lights on my shades so you can't see my eyes
Travel through the nights, with my cleanest Nikes
Grips named "Vice" couldn't even be this tight
Damn...
I think i'm comin' off a little cocky
I'm just convinced that there ain't nothin that could ever stop me
I could down 8 drinks and still not come off sloppy
I'll be comin' thru your town if you wanna watch me
From the Mississippi River to the rockies
In the "O's" of your iPods, you can go ahead and dock me
Kickin' back with swishers and the skyline
C.Goody beats, rappin' what's on my mind
Shake the turbulance when it's flight time
When height climbs, I just chill, and then i'm fine.
(CHORUS)
Til then...
Orikal Uno, Chris Goodwin...
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5. |
Gimme, What You Got?
02:40
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"Gimme, What U Got?"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
(VERSE ONE)
Okay,
I guess I'll start it by me sayin i'm the dopest wit it
all y'all punk ass wack emcees are just so hopeless with it
married to the style progression, wreckless and overcomitted
splittin' atoms daily, crazy deranged grade of soldier in this
Uh, Superglue holdin' together what I know is true
If I wanted advice, what makes you think i'd go to you?
Smell the foldgers boo, what makes you think that I would go with you?
Never trust my heart with any chick who can't hold a clue
Ew, Who the fuck am I becoming on my off days?
Suddenly disruptively destructing with my wrong ways
long gaze, short fuse, mackin' in my court suit
work days, and long nights, then spend time, to sort loot
I'm just a sorta kinda young brown male born in Saint Paul
Trained in the way of stackin' cake and ways to break laws
lasabre status, cruisin' 94 with racing tactics
ain't afraid to say that I'm the greatest at this, play it back bitch
(CHORUS)
Gimme gimme what you got
(gimme what you got)
Gimme gimme what you got
(gimme what you got)
Gimme gimme what you got
kickin' up my rhythm up another notch
put your hands up like you're gettin' robbed
Yo you better gimme gimme what you got
(VERSE TWO)
Gimme gimme what you got
Spittin' ammunition when i'm in the spot
sippin' on a little bit of liquor when i'm out
fuckin' up a stage, when I make em all shout
clown, any motherfucka that be steppin' to me
tryin' to act silly, i'm like "really?"
Fuck this rap shit, i'ma turn hillbilly
tuned to KQ, burnin' herb by the lillies
I'm worth a million bucks, maybe a billion soooonnnnn,
feel like a million bucks, only got like fifty one
unsung hero of a never trekked quest
underground, in the sewers, never felt so fresh
heh,
gimme gimme gimme dollars
dopest brains gettin bomb ass scholar
flow, get paid, stayin' up all night
sippin' champagne under morning light
chill as the breeze, that I feel in the streets
In the S to the T, dot, capital P
I'm an M to the C, paintin' graff with the steez
dottin' my I's and connectin' my E's (or ease. double entundra)
I'm worth a trillion bucks.
Graff Roots Media
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6. |
Same Rearranged
04:19
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(VERSE ONE)
It's quite simple, I might go quite psycho
Ignite a mic or write my life in any night cycle
Fuck a title, yo my book's missin' the cover
So i'm buried underground, where I'll never be discovered
In the cupboard is my bottle for not givin' a fuck
Spend more than I make's the motto for me livin' it up
Life's short, so I smile, with a blunt full of denial
Keep my bearings in this jungle where it's troubled and vile
I've been runnin' for miles, in a continuous loop
Between gettin' some loot, and gettin' ditched by my youth
heh, I find it crazy how fast the clock ticks
In a race towards the top, of mount "accomplished"
Borderline breakin out, let my demons out
to play, I keep them in a cage, they enjoy the rage
and pain, I'm strained, and that's sayin' the least
Sewed my soul to the treble, and the bass in the beat
(CHORUS)
Love...
Hate...
Life...
Fate...
It's all the same
(VERSE TWO)
It's quite simple, I might kill tight rhythms
Diabetes in my blood, so yup, ill-type spittin'
screws loose, like a ghoul roaming my city too juiced
with two new, cans of color in a fuckin' zoot suit
On a mission to be famous for all the wrong reasons
Turnin' early morning AMs, into some long evenins
Never lookin' back, stay ahead of the racers
Try to keep my balance on the edge of a razor
Precise like a laser when I'm nice with a verse
An old soul, on my 10 thousanth life on this earth
I'm cursed, that's how it seems way more often than not
Never lost in St. Paul, but often lost in my thoughts
I bleed color schemes, thru a can of paint
Still believin' in peace in this land of hate
Under the moonshine, sippin' Moonshine mixed with diet
Had a shitty fucking day, I suggest you don't try it
(CHORUS)
(VERSE THREE)
It's all the same...
Even when it's all rearranged...
Complicated obligations and some other shit
Patiently awaitin the day, to grace my mothership
Sippin' moonshine on the rocks
My heart beats to the rhythm of the digits on the clock
(CHORUS)
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7. |
Drowning
04:53
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"Drowning"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
(VERSE ONE)
I guess this is goodbye...
for a second time, put on my armor, shed my pride
numb, memories on cruise control and i'ma let em ride
this garden we were growing has succumbed to all the pesticides
forced to let you go, once again, failed the test of pride
...how the fuck am I supposed to act like i'm okay?
when you've been on my mind, and i'm reminded of you all day=
=I Guess i'm just an addict to the rhythm of your heartbeat
you fed me to the sharks now i'm a victim to their sharp teeth
ugh. left digusted, by the person that I trusted
so loveless, discarded to the garbage just like "fuck it"
...Now i'm a zombie motionless without direction
Plottin' jumpin' off a bridge into a busy intersection
Yea. It's fuckin pitiful, I know it too
Holdin' onto sanity the way that I'd hold onto you
...The wind chill is bitter when you're not around
Deep in this depression, only option is to drown...
(CHORUS)
no one can hear me scream as i'm drowning...
reaching for your hand, but your hand hasn't found me
crying out for help, but i'm drowning...
all alone, doubting anybody knows i'm drowning...
(VERSE TWO)
your scent lingers in the dreams that I see you in
your love is the only life vest that I'm believin' it...
The speed of the currents rapidly increase with every second
fightin', tryin' to swim and breathe but forced to hold my breath in
a spirit in this ghost town, a voice that speaks with no sound
hurricanes, tornados, and a love that's prone to blow down...
When the storm's over, I'll pick up all the pieces
Whatever that remains, I'll just have to find my peace with
Sleepless, my life raft is lost at sea
Broke my last paddle tryin' to battle demons off of me
honestly, I'll accept the blame and every bitter word
love and lose, let it burn, cemented shoes, live and learn
making my descention into an ocean that is endless
aimed the cannon, let it blast into the center of our friend-ship
...the wind chill is bitter when you're not around
deep in this obsession, only option is to drown...
(CHORUS)
(VERSE 3)
capsized... sinking slow to the ocean's floor
love or hate, i guess that I don't know no more
capsized... sinking slow to the ocean's floor
love or hate, i guess that I don't know more...
All I know is that my lungs are filling up with water
nightmares, of our innocent love killed and slaughtered
now i'm lost, just a lonesome soul beneath the stars
drowning slow, with a broken heart and bleeding scars
x2
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8. |
All Day
03:36
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"All Day"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
(VERSE ONE)
It's been a couple of weekends without your cookin'
It's been a couple of weekends since I told you how good you're lookin'
in the mornin' when you're wakin' up, frustrated and shakin' up
Frustrations erupt, enough, to fuck any vacation up
My mission was to make it up, positioned to changed it up
ambitions got my paper stuck, reverse of how to make a buck
sufferin' a change of luck, you'd help me any way you could
help me sketch ideas up to help a youngin' out the hood
graff roots mindset, devine beauty, dime times ten
always there to hold me down, show me how to progress
and i'm a hot mess, pretendin' to be clean
lookin' for some love where it will never be achieved
and now I bleed, healin' slowly when I let it get to me
Losin' out my head, swiftly slit within the guillitine
life moves, in mysterious ways
i've been missin' your face, been thinkin' bout you all day
(CHORUS)
aye,
i've been missin' your face
I ain't even gonna front, been thinkin' bout you all day
aye,
i've been missin' your face
I ain't even gonna front, been thinkin bout you all day
aye
I've been missin' your face
i ain't even gonna front been thinkin bout you all day
aye
I've been missin' your face
i ain't even gonna front been thinkin bout you all day
(VERSE TWO)
what's it mean, what's it mean? miss you walkin' in them jeans
missin' givin' you a ride and all my high self esteem
what's it mean, what's it mean? all the shit that we been through
thought it was solid, offered a trust that was bend proof
Yea, locomotion rollin' off the rail
Chasin' neon colors on a hollow trail towards the grail
...It's safe to say I miss when you'd make my day
Make a positive, out of any disfigured, shape of clay
we'd make love and hate, basically it made grenades
a tickin' time bomb, that was wired up with taped up faith
...superglued vase, holdin roses, dyin' slowly
miss the closeness of your body when my eyes would start closing
...I've been a player behind some kind of mask
When really, all I'm really livin' is a lie that I act
life moves, in mysterious ways
i've been missin' your kiss, been been reminicisn' all day
(CHORUS)
(VERSE THREE)
Aye...
I've been missin' your face
...been thinkin' bout you all day
I've missin' your face
I ain't even gonna front been thinkin bout you all day
Aye...
I've been missin' your face (face)
...been thinkin' bout you all day (aye)...
I've missin' your face (face)
I ain't even gonna front been thinkin bout you all day (aye)
life moves, in mysterious ways
i've been missin' your face, been thinkin' bout you all day
life moves, in mysterious ways
i've been missin' your kiss, been reminicisn' all day
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9. |
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"Short Circuit Circus"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
Written and recorded in 2010 in "The Addict", St. Paul MN.
Please excuse me as I lose all my stability
Let loose all the hostility, that builds in me
Subliminally
Without even knowing what's going, just hopin' for somethin tranquil
hands behind my back but i'm holding on, wishin' for a bottle of painpills
cuz this pain kills, and it won't stop
weighin' me down a whole lot
makin' my brain break fast like shattered glass
made up of old thoughts
my own thoughts, are my roadblock, but i'm rollin' up in a monster truck
always at war with myself which means no matter what, i'm out of luck
clinically depressed, medicine is weed and sex
simultaneously indulging until I need a breath
I'm a self professed psychopathic
mental health is stressed, hyper-active is the madness
I've had it, everything about this world is stupid
Givin' it all I got for nothin, wonderin' why I do it
Excuse me, I'm about to lose my fuckin' mind
and I don't think i'm gonna find it this time...
(CHORUS)
So is it worth it? To be perfect?
When life is nothing less than a circus?
Or is it worthless? No purpose?
Just another day in the circus...
2x
Clowns, surround me
With their facepaint frowning, spreading hate and fake offerings
There's nobody left that I can trust, sinking in paranoia
Destroying the noise, deploy a decoy to come annoy ya
Sometimes I wanna drop off the wounded face of this planet
Taking advantage of life and i'm truly grateful I have it
But this is madness, interwoven sadly with sadness
Snappin' off, what the FUCK just happened? after,
punished for my actions, have you...
...Seen my happiness? Cuz I can't seem to find it
To top it off my high blood sugar got me feelin' blinded
High as high could ever go, livin' fast and never slow
After the cash and not the overdose, committed to stackin' the dough
but uh, I'm so broke, I'm so broke
and I got a jagged piece of my being right to your throat!
Excuse me... I'm bout to lose my fucking mind
and I don't think i'm gonna find it this time!
(CHORUS)
LOST CAUSE! I don't think I'll find my way back
The same place that I went and lost my faith at
The straight fact, I'm stuck and I don't really wanna face that
On the plot to drop and make stacks, got some bills that I gotta pay back!
uh...
Sometimes it's hard to find the words
When I'm stuck without a magnifying glass to find my worth
I'm the worse, type of liar cuz I'm actually good man
Ask me how i'm doing, and i'll say that i'm good man
Demented, in all dimensions, in all directions
Pouring out some gas up on some friendships that I won't mention
Wreckless, definition my current position
Livin' minutes that i'm given to the limit, YES I'm in it
Deminished in the foggy gray tint of the blunt smoke
Exhaling bullets and some gun smoke
Excuse me, I'm bout to lose my fucking mind
and I don't think i'm gonna find it this time!
(CHORUS)
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10. |
Rely
04:18
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"Rely"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
(VERSE ONE)
What you rely on? some dough to keep the lights on?
some blow to keep your high on? some hope that you could ride on?
some love that you can sleep with? someone to share your secrets?
your regrets, and weaknesses, disrespect and evilness?
Oxygen and drugs, ingesting toxins for a buzz
just because, all too often, when i'm coughin' it's for fun
so it's rum, in my liver succumb to liquor and blunts
twistin' em up, sickly addicted to this livin' it up
unh,
Reliability's the meaning of life,
We're relyin' on the sun to come deliver us light
we're relyin on the gas we use to fill up the ride
and the motor in the hood for when you get in and drive
to survive, honestly, you'll rely on nine to five
and your salary decides on your casualty to life
relyin' on these devices are gonna fuck us up
relyin' on my heart to keep on pumpin' all this fuckin blood
(CHORUS)
What you rely on?
What you rely on?
We're all slaves to reliability
I'm relyin' on my life and every breath that I can breathe
(VERSE TWO)
The dirt needs rain, but who the fuck needs snow?
Yea the hurt feeds pain, and true love needs hope
We rely on the hunt, for the funds that we gain
and rely on our lungs like there's a gun to the brain
Depending on some insulin to keep me in my range
Pretending that i'm kickin' it and free but kept within a cage
doctors in the hospitals, responsible
for conquerin' the obstacles of life or death, your last breath
Relyin' on a president to lead a whole nation
When that nation's combination is a stirring pot of races
Relyin' on your job, to revive whatever dream
to provide your self esteem, with the nutrients it needs
We rely on our feet, to move our bodies to the beat
and can rely, on the police to stop me in the streets
rely on caffiene to get the energy I need
got a date with destiny to get the pleasure that I fiend
---CHORUS---
(VERSE THREE)
We need skin, and the thicker the better
put my all into the stamps, that deliver my letters
instant vendettas, embedded within this shredded umbrella
that i'm relyin' to keep me dry, underneath this bleeding sky
Relyin' on an advil, Iboprofin capsules
For the morning after, for the hangover I'll battle
Relyin' on this food to keep my body okay
Relyin' on my youth to drink to bacardi all day
If you don't got a car, then you're ridin' on a bus
If you're travellin' by air, then you're flying on some trust
Weedheads rely on buds, alcoholics on the buzz
graff writers on their ups, gamers on the level ups
a human being, putting ink in your skin
relyin' on my mind, on what I think, and I live
Some rely on God, to forgive them if they're wrong
I rely on my songs to keep me living when i'm gone...
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11. |
Sinfeney
04:36
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"Sinfeney"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
(VERSE ONE)
...Storms form, rain falls upon Saint Paul
late calls, and stomach pains from draining out my strained faults
out, for the moment, floatin' up amongst these strange clouds
the voices in my head, must equate to how deranged sounds
...Nothin' more, than a puzzle at a budget store
A stalker that's psychotically hunting for an "I love you more"
drunk and bored, talking mad shit to strike a fucking chord
i'm nothing more, than a mental Lord, with a hunting sword
Divinity's my fuck buddy, she's dirtier than Drug Money
She only wants my body but never wants any love from me
Ugh... So I treat her like a prostitute
And leave my handprints on her curves, if she doesn't got my loot
...Sick and twisted, sadistically i'm inflicted
contradictions and ambitions, conflictin' with my existance
What is this? -- Just another cry for some sympathy?
Or just a drug dealer, supplyin "high" to the symphony.
(CHORUS)
Pluckin' heart strings, with an angel's feather...
...Singin' swan songs in tornado weather...
Pluckin' heart strings in the key of misery
Conducting all the pain and let it bleed it out thru the symphony
(VERSE TWO)
No love, only hatred, and slow pub
No love, feelin' trapped in Minnesota...
Hardly concious when I'm on my party nonsense
Puertoriqueno', known to keep Bacardi "OnDek"
Dream traveller, explorer of the outer realm
Every day I wake up, and feel like it's just not as real
lucid, controllin' all of my surroundings
my head keeps pounding, and I don't like how it's sounding
Thunderclouds, split a swisher, rollin' somethin' loud
Up and down, elevator weight about to crush the ground
So high, in the sky, that I can touch the clouds
More pride, in my stride, struttin' somethin' proud
Injections to the gut, insulin mixin' with blood
i'm a mutt, disrespectin' motherfuckers just because
What is this? -- Just another cry for some sympathy?
or sellin E, supplyin "high" to the symphony.
(VERSE 3)
(beat rides for 8 bars)
Yea, live discreetly through my nightmares
Emergency at sea, but too fucked up to light flares
Yea, i'm at a dead end on this psycho-path
every streets a one way, i've been drinkin' and I might go crash
...a good guy with a DWI
productive in the day, causin' trouble in the night
What is this? -- Just A cry for some sympathy?
Or a deaf conductor feelin' lost without his symphony...
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12. |
Hovercrapht
03:25
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(VERSE ONE)
You better be gettin' the fuck up
Best believe i'ma rip it the fuck up
If you got any beef, with me or my team,
then you better be shuttin' the fuck up!
Orikal Uno, is doper than you know
Leavin' you broke with no hope and a "who knows"
Flowin' crucial, make you move when I do shows
Fuckin' up everything when I go loco
Fuck stayin' local, I'd rather go global
Not settlin, set the game in a choke hold
Better than veterans peddlin "so old"
Ladies and gentlemen, I am just so dope!
Oh no! I'm bout to explode!
I shine bright like a mountain of gold!
Frost like a toe walkin' out in the snow
Leave it all rocked every spot that I go!
(CHORUS)
I am an alien, come climb aboard my hovercrapht
I'm down to (ha) but ain't got time for all that other crap
I gots a style, that no human being could ever match
Chill with your alien and climb aboard my hovercrapht
(VERSE TWO)
You better be gettin' the fuck up!
Grab a swisher and split it the fuck up!
Roll it up and throw that blunt up
All my Twin Cities cats know what's up!
Thunderin' loudly, up in the lobbies
Hailin' a cab gettin' drunk in it prolly
Somethin' like crunk throwin' up in the allies
Up in the cities, up in the valleys
Heavy with weaponry, jeopordy ho!
Talkin' a lot but won't step to me though
Snap off the raps and the melodies yo!
Legitimate, makin' that felony dough
Discreet on my feet when I crept through the door
Determined on bein' the best with the flow
Perfectin' perfection perpetually
Eventually, eventually...
(CHORUS)
x2
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13. |
Dream
03:12
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"Dream"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
I had a dream that we were kickin' it the other day
Talkin' bout life, and the fight to live another way
an upgrade, from the headaches caused by the strugglin'
you told me every human being has something they struggle with
...it's all relative, consider you a relative
bloodline or not, never thought that it was relevant
We were by a lake, underneath the sunshine
Listenin' to Sublime, talkin' bout that one time
We had many, and they've never erased
Within the old film projector of my memory banks
The clouds were floatin' by, the time paused
jokin' bout your downfalls, makin' fun of my flaws
We all got em... nobody's perfect
We're all rodeo clowns in this short circuit circus
I had a dream that we were kickin it the other day
But if I saw you now, don't even know what I would say...
like,
how've you been?
what have you learned?
you haven't left this earth
as far as i'm concerned
how've you been?
what have you learned?
you haven't left this earth
as far as i'm concerned
I had a dream that we were kickin' it the other day
Talkin' bout life, and the fight to live another way
I told you that I wanna quit chasin' my dreams
you told me that success, really ain't what it seems
we had our ups and downs, it didn't really matter
I came to the conclusion we all end on different chapters
We were by a lake, underneath the sunshine
Listenin' to Sublime, talkin' bout that one time
We had many, and they've never erased
Within the old film projector of my memory banks
The squirrels were runnin' by, birds chirpin' flyin' high
discussions about life... and what it's like to die
Perfect weather in a setting that stood still
Just chillin' with my friend, in a time that I could still
I had a dream that we were kickin it the other day
But if I saw you now, don't even know what I would say...
like,
how've you been?
what have you learned?
you haven't left this earth
as far as i'm concerned
how've you been?
what have you learned?
you haven't left this earth
as far as i'm concerned
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14. |
Lonesome Road
03:17
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"Lonesome Road"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
(VERSE ONE)
I wondered what it would be like
if I were to jump up and grab the mic
If I were to capture the crowd
and make it a magical type of night
with a life rapidly changin' on site
hopin' that everything is alright
hopin' that everything is okay
with the way that I stay livin' my life
but i'll never be gettin' it right
smokin' and drinkin, I sit and write
provokin' the feelins I keep inside
no hope for the rest that I need, when I can't sleep at night
peekin' up outta my window, i'm watchin' the sun creep outta the skies
deep in heavenly memories, all the time that passed me by
never forgiven but gotta keep livin
it's been like that since the very beginnin'
committed to betterin' life that i'm dealin' with
grinnin', is how I try to conceal it
wakin' up, open my eyes, to a world that's filled with demons and lies
pushin' the button down on my bic, the smoke is keepin' me high
wonderin' what it would be like
if I were to jump up and grab the mic
makin' my syllables travel
without a battle, rappin' tight
Don't really got nothin' to lose
steady grindin', payin' my dues
thinkin' of somethin' of relevance
that I could I say to you
(CHORUS)
The time goes slow
All I got is myself on this lonesome road
and I don't know where to go
slowly losin' hope on this lonesome road...
(VERSE TWO)
I wondered what it would be like
to have a happier type of life
instead I sit and I fight with myself
about what I could've done right
So i'm pourin' another one, hopin' the sun will come
out, to get rid of the troublesome
clouds, cuz the storm is thunderin' loud
as I walk this route
Another injection of insulin sinkin' into my skin has me fucked up
My body's a skeleton, weights disappearin, i'm tryin' to get my luck up
Always had it rough, never had enough
Growin' up, didn't see my Dad that much
All I had was my passion for my raps
artistic type of vandal stuff
I wondered what it would be like
To have a little bit of money
security, it's funny
cuz there's no such thing as too secure
And i'm rappin' like there's no such thing as too sincere
Solo on this lonesome road, I'm bout to fuckin' lose it here
I've pondered life, and shed the truest tears
So when I die, to proove i'm here, i leave my music as a souvenier
the way the wind blows is so wholesome
goin' it alone on this road that's so lonesome
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15. |
Owl
04:37
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"Owl"
Written by Antonio Rosario
Performed by Orikal Uno
2012
(VERSE ONE)
Night owl, existin' strictly in the right now
Iced out, Minnesotan ink is used to write down
Whatever's on my mind, rhymes formulate and birth creation
chillin' in the cut of where my cadence and my words get placed in
post madrugada, underneath the stars and moon
yea I love my hometown but I wanna travel farther soon
...So I stay up late and write cuz I can't seem to sleep
And I won't fuckin' stop until i'm seeing where I need to be
An alien without my mothership that's on some other skills
The dopest lyricist you ever heard that's undiscovered still
Ill, I creep amongst the shadows and the vandals
livin life daily like i'm tackling an anvil
...I find solace in the breeze of the A M
In a cobra clutch, but I'm too stubborn to say when
Inner city streets, release my soul on gritty beats
journey under street lights, dim and flickering...
(CHORUS)
Night owl with my eyes wide open
Ride around town, through the night i'm absorbin'
Night owl with my eyes wide open
My life is like the skyline that never stops glowin'...
(VERSE TWO)
Concious when I shouldn't be, but buzzed and wide awake
reverse the pendulum, the spectrum flips until my night is day
Night owl that's on the prowl, I spread my wings and fly away
Leave my essence on a wall and let the morning dry the paint
Silent trainquility, Perfectin' my abilities
Within the sweet serenity of when the average person sleeps
Walk eternally thru city streets nocturnally
express my self with aerosol or on stage fitting words to beats
when it's done, I embrace the breeze of early morning
gazing at the stars falling, start stalling, watch them soaring
yea, a night child goin' wild when I do
...Construct my soul, under the glow and the light of the moon
As the sun sets, I watch it go down
As the darkness starts emerging, up above the whole town
Inner city streets, release my soul on gritty beats
Underneath these street lights, I glide within the imagry
(CHORUS)
(VERSE THREE)
(8 bar break)
Day turns to night, within the night is where I stay
Stay up under light and write and sleep thru-out the day
Day turns to night, within the night is where I stay
Stay up under light and write and sleep thru-out the day
I'm a night owl amongst the stars, a deep purple sky
makin' sense of life within the dark, dreary night
As the night gives birth to a brand new day
I give life when I write or with a can of paint
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Orikal Uno Minneapolis, Minnesota
The Resonator EP | tapes / cds / shirts available now! produced by booduhmuzik. fly raps and dope
beats.
southside minneapolis, minnesota.
besides words, i also produce beats. credits include "The Awful Truth" by Musab & Abstract Rude, "Covid" and "38th and Floyd" by Muja Messiah, Vinny Crook$, TruthMaze "The Holy Vible" & the self-titled OnePlusOne 12" vinyl.
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