I wish I could take this predator’s razor of “doing right by you” and use it to discern my path through our over-choiced world, at all times…I would sleep like steel and wake as flames for such a B-line to prime purpose…- DOseone http://www.imposemagazine.com/features/owl-vs-shark-vs-you

I ain't rappin for God
I ain't rappin for pity
I ain't rappin for profits
I ain't rappin for chicks
I ain't rappin for others
I ain't rappin for money
I ain't rappin for money

Sole = the man.

Never want to open my eyes, the world only furthers my argument.

Speaker and listener are two of a kind.

stainless slabs of whose dick is bigger
still it doesn't stop hither as young women portray the whorey
witch of high matriarch of slutdom
and lex death pushers glorify fatal futility of guns
all quite belligerently from the not so distant land of insufficient funds and bastard sons
you're withering away at the hands of dogs and duns
delighted to defoliate wherever some green may run
then disperse to a slow trickle
abandoned, praising the sociopath sickle
over the very pen and mic which cripple
your comely hides from doom's grossly disfigured nipples
so there you stand, knowledgeably weened
and esteemed poise to speak in orders lime lit green
atop a soapbox of the many's trusted screams
this time pause and wipe fortune's slate clean
before allowing slurred stupid to beam
from those idolized lips, brother
things can always be better than this.

- Doseone.



"there is no hayborn tribulation arduous enough."

Deep Puddle Dynamics

Not a whole lot that needs to be said about his album either. Its truly a landmark in my progression as a fan of music. I got it after I got Why?'s Alopecia, which was also my first anticon record. Prior to that, I wasn't even listening to rap much. I had gotten my firstAtmosphere album which was When Life Gives YOu Lemons. I actually found Why? on myspace's home page, being promoted for the release of Alopecia.

After being blown the fuck away by the honesty of Yoni of Why? I searched last.fm for a similar artist to Why? and ended up hearing Sole's first single "Bottle of Humans". After being once more blown the fuck away, I researched Tim Holland himself on wikipedia and found out he was in a group with Slug. So some time passed, and I was skeptical to get The Taste of Rain, but once I did, I couldn't stop being impressed, not even if I wanted to find their lyrics and concepts dull. One song that stood out most to me first was THe Scarecrow Speaks. I'm not one for encouraging and inspiring songs, but every verse in this song made me begin to question my inactivity at times.

Sole saying "Be what ya speak, never speak on what ya be." and "It ain't that hard but stand if ya ready to be a man" really impressed itself upon my lethargy and insecurity.

Doseone saying "I come to you with one heart, broken in two, gnashed hands, and many flaws, A MAN" and "Make you yours" and "I implore you....just think" still gives me chills to this day because so many rappers aren't willing to say they're a man, even with a flawed demeanor and being. Also "simplistically, topsoil is no sea shell full of bitter ocean body, but it can be," encapsulates the sheer ambiguity of life itself in a mere sentence.

Alias saying "I consider myself blessed when I think" really personifies the maturity of his style and the truth he effortlessly encompasses in his raps.

Slug saying "God got drunk, drove heaven into a tree, now there's no reason left for you to breathe." makes me laugh even now. Him ending his verse with "trying to speak to the class and justify the act of pointing my finger at your head and asking you what the fuck is that?" also reiterated the importance of consideration and conscious thought for me.

This all got the ball rolling for who I am now and feel I'm still growing as. This album also has its fair share of more traditional, braggadocios raps and even some well placed humor. Check this shit out.



I've also thrown in some freestyles I've gotten this past year. Two are about 5 minutes and one is.....wait for it.....30 fucking minutes. I highly suggest signing up for Sole's forum HERE for more potential exclusives like this.

Deep Puddle Dynamics - The Taste of Rain ... Why Kneel?
+ Freestyles
Mediafire

Real Freestyling and hip hop FTW

"They're keeping it calm you know, not screaming like many of these retards. He also does not sound drunk, like Lil Wayne."

Doseone is a winner. If anyone gets hip hop, its that dude.

My permanence

Is a little more than lightening.

- Doseone.

Goddamn I love reading intelligent people's interviews

Doseone had this to say about his spectacular freestyling: "If I’m a good person, but I’m an amazing killer, what am I supposed to do? Well, I’ve just gotta align it, and go kill bad people."

If you doubt his skills, uh, here:



If you doubt his skills too, just try freestyling. And then try assessing the average 'freestyling' rapper. You'll hear them say a bunch of bullshit with perfectly coordinated internal rhymes or you'll find yourself stumbling over words. The art of freestyling truly lies in ones ability to say just what they think while they are thinking fluently into one direction. Doseone does that flawlessly.

And furthermore, after being asked what he's learned from a class he's taught about freestyling and rapping, the following was said:

"The other thing they made me realize—and if people read The Onion and want to come fight me over this, fine—if you don’t freestyle, you really are bullshit. You’re a fish that if I push into the ocean will make cat noises and try to swim to the dirt. They know it, I know it, and Rap Jesus knows. Lil Wayne freestyles his verses, but that’s a function of laziness. They call it “swagger”; I call it grandma ethics. I asked the kids who they’re into, and they go to YouTube and show me Reed Dollaz, who’s kicking these immaculately written freestyles, and I’m like, “Uh, boys, this is not what we do.” It’s like showing me a Van Damme movie in karate class." - Dose.

Doseone and Yoni - Rapping4Money

This song is off of a recently released free mixtape THemselves (Doseone and Jell) dropped. The song is the shit.



This is for them young male lyrical perks, who volley aimless and anxiously between unwell women and worse.

Doseone, too, is a badass.

i come to you with one heart broken in two,
lashed hands, and many flaw, a man.
in return i ask only an ego that's unbiased listen,
to what i speak of, offers freedom from mind,
freedom from a focused impulse, free.
and not at all the spangled, yankee-doodle,
union, musket, and compass sense of liberty
which our forefathers in holy-wood have fed and sold us for scores.
i’m eluding, and rightfully so, to salvage clear-headedness
of composed fated state of human being no grand inquisitor myself.
i pour forth a pensive, frown upon and frustrated, humble, however furious.
this reason for being here, this well you’ve found is phenomenal alone.
in the immortal words of oliver wendell holmes,
"a mind that is stretched to a new idea never returns to its original dimension."
simplistically, topsoil is no seashell full of bitter ocean body, but it can be.
changing for and from, triumph to mystery, every somehow has a place,
where you dare not set foot and can’t see a thing.
so weave those silver threads into soul-leveled bonds,
and be unbounded no longer,
manipulative, let it go. go, let the wandering take it all in.
generate, make you yours, my masters, my pupils, my equals,
drop, decorate, i implore you, just think.