Backyard Cyper
I can’t write a single gat damn word
Can’t understand this curse or how life works
Can’t see what it is but it lurks
I was born to be lazy, I get bored and it hurts
I’ve got a motivation problem
You would think it’s just me, but look at you we’ve all got them
So don’t hate don’t judge don’t fake that love
Don’t make things up you’re not that tough
I’m sick of dealing with this bullshit on a daily basis
About how your cd will make you famous
Be real, youre on nobody’s playlist
And you’re little rap show left no amazement
I’m phased can’t say where the day went
Outplayed, half-blazed at a day’s best
What is music, its great sex
Alright sober but its better on great sex
CHORUS:
I don’t wanna be a rap star
On the real it couldn’t be that hard
I just wanna kick a cipher in the backyard
With my friends and their friends spittin wack bars
VERSE:
It could be that way forever
It doesn’t really matter if we’re ever getting better
I prefer to stray from the selfish endevors
I was born dyslexic so I’m helpless with letters
Which means its rare I write rhymes down
I think its about time
I’ve got a headache and I really need to lie down
Maybe I can read in a dream let’s find out
Too bad it’s a crime now for me to rhyme loud
About what I’ve seen in that dream and my doubt
I’ve rocked enough shows to know you can’t define crowds
And every show doesn’t float some fly south
It holds me down but I try to stay positive
Dealing with this shit and there’s always a lot of it
So Ima hold my head up high
And wait for time to pass on bye
-CHORUS-
credits
from Awoken EP,
released August 1, 2012
Produced by Rob Fischer
Music Video by Patrick Richardson
Prolific Mexico City rapper SPEAK ponders the self-isolated age on a booming EP, recorded live in his kitchen during quarantine. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 24, 2020