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Keep Your Distance

by M.C. K~Swift

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herohalo One of the best releases of 2020. Hands down. Favorite track: No Games.
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1.
No Games 02:38
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Swift is mystic, gifted pen grip No shit, Sherlock - flow spit burn blocks Go get your Glock if you wanna pop shit Cuz on this rap tip, man, you better stop it You outta your gourd, I'm out of this world I'm not of this world, I sweat diamonds and pearls I mean, I drip jewels but they are not for the swine Your style hotter than mine? That sounds outta control I exhale, my breath sails you outta your soul I body rock like earth, you dead weight in space Take ten paces off the edge of a cliff And take note of nobility, no bull shit That's on Osiris, I don't pull quick Baby, I like it raw - uh - my mic was formed From the fossils of phony apostles Whose very being was jostled by peace, not hostile Sit still, shit's real I give life but y'all be swearing that Swift kills Sick skills, stomp stage, rip bills Get bills, flip bills, never sniffed pills Never shot crack, never smoked xans Not a fan of strip clubs, I don't throw bands Not a young buck, not a old man I procure the dope jams, people go damn Fasho, solo, man, bolo yo' whole clan Dolo for dough, improvised so no plans I hope for mo' fans than Yoko Ono's mans Whose ashes were spread in my city 10 years ago, I was almost head of my city Yeah, I moved but still don't put nothin ahead of my city I swore that I would be breaded as Diddy, but I dropped the ball Instead of rap, I should've invested in alcohol You heard of this, superlative journalist Apex editor, straight wreck tournaments Rose gold medalist, meddle with medicine Music is an alchemical element I'll drudge the dregs and the sediment Reconstitute it and reconstruct the edifice sans embellishment Pure like the recollections of an elephant With eloquence I represent elegant ghetto shit Deluxe laces in Timberland boots Sipping Old English out of champagne flutes Used to rock gold fronts with a whole suite If it ain't about no loot, it don't compute Test me, you don't want to My whole one-two is so un cute I get ugly like no one do This ain't rap, I'm just lettin' my soul run through
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Action 02:48
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I get it in action Rediscover my center, getting rid of attachment Only running with winners, that's the law of attraction Whole squad on point, plenty more than a fraction On God On me, oh me, oh my I levitate and be so high That I don't even see no sky We know why your style'll never be close by Cuz I don't play no games, you a t-o-y When I spit you see smoke rise Cuz these flows fire I hit the stage with a bloodlust Fee fo fi I clean clocks flatline like three:four-five Watch close, I don't need no time I'm on the move like a second hand Your whole technique is second hand I'm not bettin' man But I put bread up you ain't better than The NRO veteran Born in a hood that forever stands by the motto That starts with never ran Brownsville, BK Ready for whatever, fam Regardless of the weather Stand close to me and you'll get a tan I John Blaze shit I used to look up to Method Man Still do, peace to the Wu I respect the Clan My message and plan is to get scratch while the record spin Til my accounts is all in the Black like I represent Man, I'm capable, I'm a Afri-can Makin' major moves and breaking through Like a batter-ram Tryna see more Gs than Dapper Dan as I stand on my square Reppin' the roots like a radicand That ain't even today's mathematics I just add it to the ways I displays acrobatics The flow flipper Terminology tumbler Serious spit spinner Antithesis of mumblers I speak clearly Emcees fear me Like the B.I.G. man that we hold dearly I hear these artists and I'm like, really? I'ma wash every one of'em by doin'em filthy When my crew in the building You knew what the deal be We tearing down the house and ruining realty My click disturbs the peace with ludicrous skill, b You tryna stop my shine? Well you shoulda killed me It's a beautiful feeling To go into yourself and clear your mind from illusion is healing The process is truly revealing Shaking away the excess and finding out that you are the real thing Knowledge of self ain't what's written in the lessons It's the application of wisdom when in the intersection Of the past and the future when the shit is going down Recognizing your life's biggest moment is right now That's why I black out when I'm holding the ciph down Rappers wanna act out, I told'em to pipe down Shhh! Put it to rest, they're rolled up in night gowns I'm the king and I'm snatching the throne for the right crown Ceremony the show when controlling the mic, wow A glorious light shows when I've spoken the right sounds Juxtaposed to these laughable jokers who type clown I'ma burn'em to the ground while smokin' a nice pound My speech is flame, literally Circle got not weak links, the chain glittery Think you can hang then keep the same energy You comin' wit' that dumb intent Only leads to imminent punishment under wonderment Bars Every one I spit the same as what the sun emit Hot Funny you believe I'm an emcee you want it wit' Not It's inadvisable, undesirable Unsurmountable odds describe what you applyin' to Rhymes on rhymes Naturally cuz I rapped practically my whole life With that pattern of capacity my lines on prime Even in my darkest days I'm gon' shine Direct this light from my solar plexus To illuminate steps to an advanced nexus My objective is being at the crest of the checklist When they question about who the effing best is Somebody better call a bomb unit You don't want static with an electrical conduit
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Hard (One 4 Phife) f/ Mercury the Maroon 03:47
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I don't wanna hear nobody sleepy ass beats This is for my peeps rockin' hoodies, twenty deep Boom it in your lex coupes, beamers and your jeeps Strictly for the streets Boom bap, no bleeps That's so weak Background music Elevator vibes Track sounds stupid Yeah, I'm hatin' on the creation that makes you happy Fuck how you feel You could never out rap me Not on that beat Sounds like a lullaby Drums are dumb soft like wings on a butterfly Battle who? Please, you lookin' for another guy Underground rapper? Yeah, I know you are but what am I? Swift The man, the myth and the legend Split the opposition to splinters in sixty seconds The era that I'm reppin known for rappin' with aggression Peace to Fela Kuti He said music is a weapon Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Your song belongs in a anime Type of shit I play to clean the house on Saturday Get up off the stage, take the herb skit thataway Producers who don't make beats for rappers, all I have to say is Eat shit Choke on it and die Your instrumentals was tight but the performance was dry You pressed play, turned some knobs Suckers thought it was fly But I don't really recognize it like the Fourth of July Nah I'm not impressed, son I'm over the nonsense The music that you makin' lacks emotional content Watered down Hip Hop with low-pass filters Listen, you're never gonna be the new J Dilla Let that man rest Copy cat styles is pitiful Just keep it real, get your own and be original And while you're at it, make a beat with a spine I wanna feel some knock to it while I'm speaking my mind Make it hard Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit I'm the lovechild of Chuck D and Nikki Giovanni You a fuck boy Just got a new toy and some molly Playing smiley face emoji music I make soldier music I make them niggas change they name to Ayatollah music You on a cruise ship, sailing with your boo thang I'm in that school of sharks, studying that Wu Tang You like hakuna matata I'm like bomaye Especially when that Swift beat hittin' like the kumite You reply to texts with the letter "k?" I'm like fuck off my jack, nigga Have a nice day Hard for no reason Timbs on the beach, bitch This for niggas smokin' Backwoods with seeds in'em This for smokin' Backwoods with no trees in'em This for niggas shittin' government cheese Keep making beats with them water color tattoos You gon' get the beats Yeah we gon' get at you Hard Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard I like my beats hard like two day old shit Hard, hard, hard
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Slow Flow 04:13
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I'm back Matter fact, I never left Forever fresh til the death of my flesh A musical mesh Etched in time with effortless breath My level's better than best Whoever's address is located at the top of the game I came for your head and your neck If I said it, it's stone set So let it be known All these repetitive clones Get shredded and fed to my soul Solely fixated on my bread and my goals Step in my lane actin' froggy, you'll get pressed to the road Blood, tears and sweat in my flows Drenching the stage and stretching my clothes I'm dope that you don't test with your nose Ayo I've overanalyzed the Xs and Os I'm finished playing with you losers with no depth or control And so I go for broke and grow the glow From Holly Grove to Holyoke I smoke a foe in 40 seconds toe-to-toe Huh My golden tone gon' gather the provolone Cuz I throw the hardest bars that leave scars and broken bones What My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable Yo I turn the light's low and burn the mic slow Oh, you heard I might flow My words is tight, yo No skinny jeans, no tears in the knees No disrespect to y'all, you can wear what you please Rappers swearin' they sick I'm a rarer disease Don't need to mention no names No comparisons, easy Cojelo suave por favor Soy el padre de paginas Cada dia, con sabor Claro Y musica es obviamente mi amor Y la gente me llaman "rap presidente" See, I'm sure that I'm top 1 Under the sun Be they conscious or corpose They step in my lane, I'm knockin'em off Tell your people they should not get involved They need to stop with the talk Or it's a wrap like hospital gauze Draw straws for who get chopped into fourths Quartered and drawn Don't be confused, I'm the fuse New Rap Order; the bomb What My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable Perfect scores for the way that I flip My peers tell me I'm ill The youngins say that I'm lit The microphone's like a grenade in my grip I'm far from infantile but I stay on my shit Swift is lowkey one of the greatest Lightweight sonning your favorite Can't hear none of the haters That ain't that serious/sirius So I X'em out Just cut the check and check me out Cuz I don't flex for clout Bless the crowd with finesse and style You test the sound, you catch a wrecking now It won't be no second round Step it down Cuz what you want, homie, this prob'ly ain't it I'm highly trained in language Aim and leave your body vacant Shame to see your talent wasted Should've saved it My bloodline's ancient These ain't just rhymes, these incantations My quickening is sickening I'm godly with the pen I turn the page into a living thing My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable My slow flow's remarkable
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Keys 04:34
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I would quit my job if I ain't like what I was doing Never made much moolah from my musical pursuing Didn't make a full commitment so I only seen a fraction Of the action that can happen when the craftin' match the passion That's a fair assessment I can't try about it I ain't satisfied I won't lie about it In the past I tried to shroud it I just want the accolades From Hip Hop heads around the world who say my name with claps and praise And I'd be glad to trade twice the dough for half the fame I don't need no fans if that means that I'm relaxed and paid So I keep my job cuz I enjoy stability But let me find a way to pay my rent, food and utilities Off of my rap ability Shit You'll never hear of me Outside of being among my supporters I'll be chill and deep Off in the cut some fucking where, minding my own business And if you see me with them then you know they go-getters The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up I say "no regrets" but recognize the stupid shit I like to spend my money on like junk food and exclusive kicks I gotta choose betwixt benefits and foolishness And keep my brain from being tricked by Instagram illusionists Manipulating perception We pressing on them hearts Not addressin' the lessons that's really pressing on your heart Stressin' what's before your vision? A less significant part of reality is what's seen There's greater wisdom in the dark I allow my lids to rest and take note of my breath More precise in navigation so I've slowed up my steps Cuttin' out the scenic route for now, I'm goin' direct I'm more effective and more efficient the older I get It's only natural Practical tasks get done casual I relax, recline my seat back and run raps through The impact's intended to lace cats with mad jewels The Black man is God The Black woman is that too The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up My approach to life may seem unconventional But I move intentional With love that's unconditional It's ever present in every effort I used to second guess but now I'm all gas to the petal I'm effervescent Bubblin' grub in the pot until it pop I've got struggles but not nothin' that troubles me lots I plot hustles and juggle a couple huddles of guap I'm doing my rain dance to get the puddles to drop No man is an island, I'm tryna stay aflot My body is my temple so I worship there the most The universe is mental so every thought is a host Of possibility that's endless like a bottomless mimos' Toast to the dreamers, teachers and the doers My eyes is to the skies but my speech is from the sewers Cuz dirty work's required on the journey of renewal One's fertilizer is another one's manure The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up The key to happiness is self love Opening these doors to build my wealth up Never hear me praying "heaven help us" I'd rather use all of my tools and lift myself up
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All the Way 04:12
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Sometimes I wanna I won't complain I do my thing I got some fans, they know my name I stick this ink right in my heart, I show my veins Artistry in my arteries soothe pains I overcame Never rank the sun below the rain Claim that mountaintop as low terrain Close the gap and grow the gains Hold your own, control your weight Don't be 'fraid to ask for help if your shoulders strain Yo, you great So go be great Leave them distractions to the side Keep your focus straight Don't let detractors shake your vibe with their lowly hate And when you fail know that this try wasn't the only way No phony days Keep it real with yourself, stay critical Recognize the substance of your soul ain't visual Until you put in work Get your hands in the dirt And be fruitful on the earth Self determinate your worth Cuz you're perfect Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah I struggle with religion Them books on a shelf Need something to believe in I look to myself I'm not an atheist More like a maybe-ist Perhaps a lack of sacredness explains the craziness That people do Some don't overstand who they're equal to I think the truth of God resides inside of me and you Divine knowledge lays behind your eyes Peek-a-boo See Your smile is like angelic light leakin' through That's my perspective But for the record You got traditions that you hold to? I do respect it I'll never challenge someone's faith I don't know what they faced Or who showed up to lift them higher when they prayed to who they praise In any case, I hope for love to conquer hate It's a waste when negativity's allowed to propagate Some indoctrinate the children to believe others are lesser I speak on brighter days, tryna relieve some of the pressure Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah Go on and make a move All the way through Go on and make a move All the way, yeah
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Love Gone Wrong 03:45
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You mad at the woman cuz she act like you Sexually free to fuck who she attracted to You act like you don't care But you can't side the truth inside So weakly you choose to lie to yourself And slide on to the next tryin' to flex Like your mind not all on your ex And now you vexed Cuz you can't control her voice, her choice Her boisterous attitude Or moistures when she in the mood It's misogyny Honestly, I'm speakin' to myself In a not distant past, I was something else I wasn't conscious of my thought patterns I really believed I couldn't hurt a woman if she wasn't being battered I offered equal treatment to bring her nearer But I didn't love the person in the mirror Placing my self esteem somewhere between my wallet and my dick And half the time, my wallet wasn't holding shit This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong I swore up and down that I loved women but truthfully What I loved was the things they would do for me Saw myself as God looking at the Earth A beautiful creation but I'd always come first From religion to politics, men are the leaders You never need to hear her Never need to see her Never recognize her Not ever in life Even in this song, she's just a poetic device A radical shift is necessary If I'ma commit to not treatin' women secondary I'ma have to do some diggin' way down the core Cuz in my mind, women are either madonnas or whores Your favorite rapper prob'ly doesn't think different Conscious brothers be the same as street niggas We inherit sexism from society But I'm responsible to get it from inside of me This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong I tried to put myself in her shoes Nobody likes to feel used I didn't give a fuck That I didn't mean to hurt her isn't worth a mention If I overstand that impact supercedes intention Contradiction in the shit I'm speakin' now But I can't correct my actions without understanding how I got to be so callous Sensitivity is a challenge Yeah, I open up at times but it's totally out of balance Empathy for me doesn't come naturally But if I practice I have it in high capacity I feel more comfortable in apathy Cuz being vulnerable was never depicted as what a man should be Not in my family Not in too many others My neighborhood was comprised of nothing but hard brothers For years I've been bull headed with thick skin I don't wanna be the way I've been This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong This is a love gone wrong Love gone wrong Love gone wrong Love gone wrong This is a love gone wrong
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My Own 04:05
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I cherish my breath, I'm grateful for the air Self work showing up, I'm grateful for the year Slow and steady is the pace but life is not a race Haste makes waste, I had to take time and face How undesirable patterns became commonplace Not being who I aim to be made me think I was fake Swore I was wide awake, I might've been sleep Cuz I was blind to what I'm trying to see Eyes open but out of the sun which produces vitamin d In the shadows, my truth and light was hiding from me In plain sight but I lacked focus I had to change my point of view on what my blockage was So I could get it cracked open I got it unlocked so now I got it locked Self deprecation gotta stop until my body drop Cuz I do not wanna affect no one else With my insecurities so I bes by myself For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own I'm not the kind of dude that's prone to solitude It's something that I gotta choose so now I try to do it On the other side, I don't let people close I'm an enigma to the figgas who I see the most I'm learning to open up by spending time with me Peeping the value of my energy's economy Analyzing my mind and pieces I ain't reconcile Some of my illest motives formed when I was just a child I was surviving AmeriKKKa's ghetto turbulence Accustomed to being witness to all types of disturbing shit Generational trauma gets stimulated when slugs fly I'm like my father and my mama when the dove's cry Bold dissatisfaction describes my disposition I pose internal inquisition, tryna shift position Breathing exercises fortify my mental health And I find solid solace in the silence of myself For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own I keep getting better at getting better Feel like I'm finally starting to get my shit together I don't have all the answers, never needed to Now that I see this I'm 'bout to reach a new zenith too My homie asked me what's the plan, how I'ma do it? I figure all I really need is my mind and my music A journal and meditation instead of self medicating Showing my inner being pure love and dedication Devotion I backslid but it's forward motion Concentration bring me strength now I'm more than potent I document my thoughts until it's called an opus Fated to be since '81 at the autumn's opening Child of the equinox This is my heart you hear bleeding out of your speaker box I don't need a lot, healthy living is wealth Tired of looking towards the outer realm cuz I can see myself For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own For all I've known For all I've shown For all I've grown It's all my own
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The Move 03:09
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This shit is a gift Linguistic, ridiculous, slick When I die, I'll be remembered as a myth Line around the block before I'm dipped in the crypt Honeys jumping in the casket just to give him a kiss To die for That live raw intricate spit I got flavor Dripping off the tip of my Ooooh I'm nasty And I'ma a tell you simple as this I'm in the first half of the top ten on your list It's a sure thing Minimal risk I'm a pure king Serving my constituents meals and sharing more bling Mansa Musa of the modern day Move faster than Hardaway Blow anybody on the rap chart away Starting with your favorite ones But I ain't blazin' wit' guns I'm bangin' on 'em with the weight of the sun I got magnetism on a cataclysmic scale I can't be seen You gots ta feel me like braille That's the move, y'all That's the move, y'all That's the move The lane I'm in is occupied by professionals No laymen Creating flame to generate payments Patient Staying constant never swayin' 'Til I'm layin' up supping on filet in the Caymans I want my name in statements proclaiming The greatest entertainers in rap ever With no plaques hanging If I had a hit, that would be banging But as long as I'm gracing the pages I'm hood famous I'm the all time best from my projects For the LES, I'm the number one prospect I resurrected my mission for conquest I'm back to running shit From the Verazanno to the Throgs Neck I cook crack with the music not pyrex I'm top chef My cassette prefaces a hot deck It's my fault I ain't pop yet But I do not sweat I just keep traveling like a drop step That's the move, y'all That's the move, y'all That's the move I fantasize my success Then take the necessary motions to achieve the next level in a sec I need my ideas and cash to connect Closer than sex Or a suspect text from ya ex I don't pose and flex I'm not a bodybuilder in a contest About some excess pecs I'm the wrong one to test Cuz I ain't answering a question I just want you to opt in with checks I'm out to capture the dough I'm the captain of the flow It's lit when I'm attached to the show I incorporate magic in my notes Drop miraculous quotes That get you hooked off only half of a dose You coming right back for more Rhymes tapped into your core All my songs if off the wall like racketball You can ignore all the back and forth Cuz when you hear my jams knockin' then you know the realness at your door That's the move, y'all That's the move, y'all That's the move
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Man in Motion 05:29
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Try and make a way Try and make a way When I couldn't see a way Still had to make a way Today Not tomorrow but today When I couldn't see a way I give you the purest high This the honest dope Traditional practice is always pushing the envelope Push myself to the limits Jump off the cliff like Geronimo Used to want to be perfect I had to kill that persona though Every place that I'm at is a step towards where I'm tryna go Truly my highest goal is to live in peace and be honorable I had my lower moments Fuckboy tendencies I been my own opponent Now I destroy enemies Within my mind's creation Amplify my inner voice as living affirmations Silence the agitation Science in application challenging my pensive nature Praxis is a discipline that gives my vision weight Contemplate, demonstrate This my living way Measure wealth not as possession but what I give away Abundance be the theme for every risen day With a bit of faith I create a self-driven fate I never drop down to my knees and pray I didn't trust the voices inside my head I light a candle up and meditate Then I make my prayer with my legs Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion Never did I believe in a mystery god Skeptical of schools because their version of history's odd Accepting half truths will have your ass spooked I don't call information knowledge unless I have proof That's why it's noted how I bash booths I bring scholarship to the mic then I get funky like a bad tooth Gadzooks I beautifully splash loops Ambrosia The jam closer when I slam groove I set the grand standard from the bandstand Each of us reps all of us I'm sticking to my fam's plan If I left a bad example, try to make amends I've seen responses to mistakes that make or break a friend From this moment, I've forgiven trespasses That's coming from the heart like I'm giving chest passes Leading with love I know that's the best practice Tryna make a fortune and share it with those with less access I never drop down to my knees and pray I didn't trust the voices inside my head I light a candle up and meditate Then I make my prayer with my legs Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion I feel reborn, breaking out of my shell As the light lands, I am awakened out of my hell My cousin is locked up, I can't break him out of his cell But I write to give him relief that take him out of the jail When he free his mind The system be designed to have us led astray Ghetto life never improves We wanna get away Tryna turn the worse nights into better days The words to summarize our experience I could never say You from the slums? Then I ain't gotta explain You can feel it in the air and a lot of it's pain Urban plans and redlines made to drive us insane Being treated second class can really rot in your brain But I reject that, step back and spot what is plain AmeriKKKa was built on having niggas locked up in chains The hood is a Colosseum Are you not entertained? Neither am I So I need to be on top of my game I never drop down to my knees and pray I didn't trust the voices inside my head I light a candle up and meditate Then I make my prayer with my legs Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion Man in motion, Man in motion

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released March 20, 2020

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M.C. K~Swift Brooklyn, New York

M.C. K~Swift (New Rap Order) is a Hip-Hop artist and educator, who has been recording and performing since his teens during the early '90s. A founding member of the progressive Hip-Hop collective, New Rap Order M.C. K~Swift is among both the vanguard and the old guard of True Hip Hop. ... more

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