Larynx

By Mat4yo

On 4nology

Released on July 19, 2017

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[Verse 1: Mat4yo]

Ugly headlines, beautiful voices

The modern voiceless have numerous choices

But traps underfoot left messaging voided

And now we have to make everything lucrative poisoned

It's a common logical fallacy

Glamourous correlation/causality

When the vast majorities go adhering to normalities

Then the minority thinks we're forced to follow strategy!

Some voices are louder than others

But the spectrum of sound's not a Zero Sum Wave

Freedom of speech is a double-edged sword

But the science says, "For every one hero, one blade."

In the trachea lays the safe space to our faith

That expatiates phrases for days upon days

It's the Larynx that takes us beyond our plain faces

So, gimme the track, and you know I'll Saint Blaise it


[Verse 2: TMain]

He can make it, the sound from the Larynx

Fire to play with, whatever he dare thinks

I can, you can, make our thoughts vocal

Our tools are omniscient, our range is global

Our social world gives new meaning to sharing

But, like a plot hole, our Timeline is tearing

If speeches could stitch, I would speak 'til I'm numb

But the Trends say they'll rip if I pour out my Lungs

Does that mean I'm voiceless?

No, the point is

That's the incentive to speak more poignant

With new technology on deployment

The mute can speak, and the deaf rejoice it

That's why I'm here

In the hopes that maybe you'll lend an ear

And you'll hear what I'm saying

The compensation isn't pay

It's praying, waiting, patient, hoping you'll get my message clear


[Verse 3: Mat4yo]

Silence screams as I write these

'Cause, to me, being heard was a pipe dream

But my Brain can't speak, and my Hair's got low volume

So, how can my speech reach far as the eye sees!?


[Verse 4: TMain]

All across the high seas, there is a movement

A storm is brewing, and the people are choosing

To Dream out loud

Don't be afraid

To hold that Boombox like a Conch and drown in the Sound Waves


[Verse 5: Mat4yo]

Nowadays, people need to validate

Gotta have a pop star surrogate, or we're feeling downplayed

Outrage turns to cacophony often

So, which breed of pointless Bird are you Mocking?

[Verse 6: TMain + Both]

Conversation yields euphony

Every arpeggio clashes within the grooves beautifully

No one said Harmonies had to have symmetry

Raise up your dissonance

Let's make a symphony