Reawakening from Reawakening by Graphic Melee

You can disperse just like the wind you broke. I'll punch ya kin folk in the throat. I'm in the boat and rocking it. Beats dropping this was shocking when I made my introduction known. Now I'm in my zone. You Pinocchio emcees with noses grown can be prone broken bones. Claiming trap kings and metal clappers, but those urban dictionary chapters got you headed for disaster. (So whatchu saying?) Don't speak about it be about it. If you gotta log into a blog online and read about it you will have your realness doubted by the genuine article. Particle of the whole. Mind is math heart is soul. The music made is beautiful and laced with a maze of riddles. So when you're in my labyrinth I'm just gonna jet and leave you in the middle. Inhospitable territory to climb through. Rosters deep! Got a whole team to out rhyme you until it's time to get sick with it like swine flu. Then we turn the burners up and let that raw heat shine through. Should I remind you of the cipher slayer, the one that rolled in '05. On Mass Ave we'd go wild. The freestyles were so live, but now I'm 25 and change. Verbal ability's deranged. Getting strange in my refrains while I maintain the sharpest aim. Avoiding blame games when the failures hit, instead I flip my script to the next page and tailor make some riffs. Song segments that can make me complete. I'm just fraction of my whole til y'all are standing from your seats with fist up. So let me get a yell and a fist pump from everyone that bangs this when they're piss drunk. On a bike or out of this trunk. While ya cooling with your gang inhaling ripped skunk. Its this sick funk. Come and get some. It don't matter long as its me that your playing. Graphic Melee's Reawakening 2012 until we break in.

• Hip Hop
• Hip-Hop
• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Rap
• underground hip hop
• Portland