Deep Breez - “Project:Draw”

[Emcee(s): Breez Evahflowin’]

[Producer(s): Deep (of 2 Hungry Bros)]

[Verse 1: Breez Evahflowin’]

I just got

It started. Already bought the supplies

Get to art and design, put the thought to the line

Lay it out first. Bubble figures, backgrounds

Space for the word balloons and attack sounds

Track down visual reference, then let the

Pencil grip the essence of whatever it represent

Twenty percent planet, twenty percent flow

Fifty percent passion, ten percent “Go!”

I intend to animate the inanimate

Handling the panels with more angles than camera get

Imagine if I draw Thor, go to war

Best believe when the hammer break, the page and your hand’ll shake

I’m out of shape, I can’t escape. I need to

Go see the Doctor Strange of fate

It came as an infant. I trained like a gymnast

To draw something fierce like The Chains of Olympus

My brain’s like a tempest (Desire’s there), but ain’t

Rough enough to fuck with the (Denial and fear). Wild

Severe, and sort of intense. As it is, I’m

Afraid of the lead like the water in Flint, be having

Thoughts of all the attempts, and son/Sun getting

Stopped like it’s part of a tent (See?). See?

That part’s real depressing, part hella pressured

To come out of The Dark like Frank Miller best shit

[Hook: Breez Evahflowin’]

My life was

Based on comics, verses, lines

Marvel Team-Up 129

Avengers Annual Number 10

And the Legend of X-Men 137

I used to wanna be an artist, an animator

I broke it down like Colossus and Gladiator

This irresistible force met immovable

Object—the object: Project:Draw

[Verse 2: Breez Evahflowin’]

See, that’s

Rap. I done that. The Hunger is half

What it was was the wrath of student of the cast. Blast

Daddy Kane, Masters, Ill Bill, C-

-Rayz Walz and Ras Kass at least fast as

Nat off-the-tip, plus willing to bet

I’d surprise Nas and Jay if I repped on shit

But remained independent, intended to fade off

Then thought, “This is not what legends are made of”

That hit me down to my core. My first love was draw

In all empty spaces. What I saw:

My notebooks—way before I made it to artboard

Made it so my mom couldn’t throw away cardboard

Now, whenever I see blank papes, I feel

Crazy, on some Uncle Rico tapes, like, “Old

Man, need to heed your pace” (Slow down)

‘Cause things done changed since I used to throw it down

[Hook: Breez Evahflowin’]

My life was

Based on comics, verses, lines

Marvel Team-Up 129

Avengers Annual Number 10

And the Legend of X-Men 137

I used to wanna be an artist, an animator

I broke it down like Colossus and Gladiator

This irresistible force met immovable

Object—the object: Project:Draw

[Verse 3: Breez Evahflowin’]

Be like

“Pardon me. Excuse me,” grab a loose leaf, get

Loose, post the piece in an artist community

Board. Bold steps. No risk, no regrets

Come to grips with where you regressed, then refresh

Reflect on the past like it’s last week

With Mike Davis and Gil Ashby

Or Denys Cowan. The way that they got down

Got pounds from young brothers trying to come up

For not a lot of dough, they helped a lot of bros

And, for that thought alone, I need to come up

With the motivation, the mentality of

Hours at the table before I got a salary

Student of anatomy. Chief composition:

President perspective in terms of position

Approaching every panel like commissions. Time for

Some action. Time to stop fronting and bullshitting