I flooded your cities, I loosened the locks behind the gates
you snuck in all viewed it
We were the image of transparency, a wish to beat back a nightmare reality
By being something different we forfeited the carefully measured set of rules
Still we got game, still life made choices, we’d known in school, Cool with that?
I still speak a sentence that no one understands, street jargon, in front of the old guard and
eloquent speech in front of the gang bang, we won’t ever be tamed.
Hook
So I say child, stay, stay wild
I’ll play a maven on the wing tips of Ravens x2
So I say Mom you’ve known me all along
Trying to be an expert, find me in that next bird x2
Verse 2
When did we stop being of a genuine value to our elders
Was it when they were digging fox holes, to fight against helpless, people just like them?
Or was it in that moment’s enticement
For a nation’s own self agrandizement
I saw the way your grandpa’s eyes bent
and tears choke back over hands I lent
Why vent, why complain, why struggle in vain
Because you, because me, we’re the same
I built this fortress to be so plain
brick by brick and day by day
We are both our shared reasons for being
And our look to the outer for a clearer meaning
We are also our deepest fears seething
We’re hands clasped behind back in greeting
Hook
So I say child, stay, stay wild
I’ll play a maven on the wing tips of Ravens x2
So I say Mom you’ve known me all along
Trying to be an expert, find me in that next bird x2
Verse 3
Forefeiture, of a tortured soul
I gave you up, so long ago
Suffer sometimes and have a ways to grow
But I no longer willingly relinquish control
Sit in the hole, or struggle on out of it
My personal revolution my mouth shouts it
Can only be an example, doubt love if
It hurts more than it heals, make no vows to quit
A crow in shroud sits, to watch over us all
Is an incredibly tall order to call
So why would, why would, you choose that at all
When the shoulder of strength will tumble and fall
Learn to crawl, learn to stumble walk on
Forget the socializations you rest upon
This might find me standing next to dawn
but it resonates for you as I’m long, gone.
credits
from A Shapely Sign of Things to Come,
released July 3, 2012
Produced by Urine
Recorded and Mixed by Justin Urness
Mastered by Matt Olson at Ghost in My House Studio
Hyphon is more Henry David Thoreau than Gucci Mane. More likely to aspire to fill the shoes of Eugene V. Debs than Warren
Buffet. Using music to deliver an urgent cry for people to wake to the life that is possible for us all. Hyphon’s music thus takes on a uniqueness not found in both mainstream and independent hip hop. Genuine emotion and passionate delivery make him impossible to ignore....more
The crew I founded in 2006 ever expanding, ever producing. If you like me, by extension, I think you like them. A bit more crass side of myself for the harsher parts of the world. Great friends. Hyphon
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