Great fucking piece of underground hip hop. Sixtoo is a man of knowledge and a great producer, just like Alias. I wish they went on to rap more, but here is one of the few projects Sixtoo did back in the day with him rapping.
Sixtoo - THe Psyche Intangible
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Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Such a great verse
This is what has brought me back to hip hop. THe thing this verse has in common with some of my favorite non-hip hop songwriters is that its speaks on life and it puts things into perspective without making the words all pretty.
Sixtoo's verse on "Testimony", which is off of Sage Francis's mixtape Sick of Waiting Tables
how far will he travel?
the essential interpretation watching the sequential falling of the dominos.
which one will stay erect? a microcosm where every effort is just that.
it's just maps, papercuts, and the photos to prove the strength.
he followed the family, alone as the next member.
california dreaming of moving out there in september.
i sit in admiration, knowing that the weakest link
is also the one that holds the pillars on the brink
of collapse. relapse is the replay of emotional disarray,
sustaining the stains of teardrops on his t-shirt.
sometimes, taking for yourself is harder than giving.
those who want to give up, living in the circumstance.
dance around the issues of dealing with the problem,
drudging through the uncomfortable streets of dispairity.
all's fair in love and clarity,
and also ignorance.
chains don't always hold the fingerprints.
Sixtoo's verse on "Testimony", which is off of Sage Francis's mixtape Sick of Waiting Tables
how far will he travel?
the essential interpretation watching the sequential falling of the dominos.
which one will stay erect? a microcosm where every effort is just that.
it's just maps, papercuts, and the photos to prove the strength.
he followed the family, alone as the next member.
california dreaming of moving out there in september.
i sit in admiration, knowing that the weakest link
is also the one that holds the pillars on the brink
of collapse. relapse is the replay of emotional disarray,
sustaining the stains of teardrops on his t-shirt.
sometimes, taking for yourself is harder than giving.
those who want to give up, living in the circumstance.
dance around the issues of dealing with the problem,
drudging through the uncomfortable streets of dispairity.
all's fair in love and clarity,
and also ignorance.
chains don't always hold the fingerprints.
Labels:
depression,
hip-hop,
poetry,
sixtoo,
underground rap
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