The Coda

By Shing02

On ASDR

Released on April 17, 2012

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[Verse 1]

Been a long way since subway art

Roller skates in central park

Statue of liberty after dark

B-boys doing it, doing it

Rhyme off the top a freestyle cypher

All about fun, before the hyper

Prices dress code strictly like a

Geek or a misfit deep in a life of

Didn't think twice to clear a sample

Drum break and a fill to dismantle

Bass line and a phrase to assemble

Beat and the source barely resembled

Telephone lines are still on dial

Single records get shipped on vinyl

Club and radio play the final

Test for a DJ press it's vital

The theme of a hometown anthem

Always been, will be survival

Every now and then, you see a revival

A school and pride and a pack of vandals

The theme of a hometown anthem

Always been, will be survival

Every now and then, you hear a revival

A school and pride and a pack of vandals


[Verse 2]

Fast forward to the future, rewind to the present

Stop at the moment, record the movement

No pause for the students

Of the game no excuse for snoozing

A shoe-in to steal from the rich that got rich from looting

You can consume but resume after chewing

The media never gets tired of dooming

The world like it's over many times over

So what's the coda

They can ban the amp but you can't stop the camp to raise the lamp

Oh, go a cappella commando

Spit with a fury than can blow ten candles

Time flies when u write a fly rhyme

Take a dope instrumental on a ride

Let the high tides

Sweep the nation, ill communication

Live giving fives on wi-fi

Soundman can you turn my mic up

He says dj's gotta turn it down, uh

Monitors blown out, speakers on feedback

Song cut off, get a homey to beatbox

And the beat knocks like straight out the boombox

You can hear it from the city to the boondocks

That's tagalog, baby and it's all maganda

Tag a wall with a marker on the under

Old school poster in the sun, no magenta

Yellow or black and the image off-center

See these poems like the kids in the shelter

We breed songs like seeds in placenta

And I'm the father, word to the mother

Earth to the people, power to the peaceful

Shoot for the moon revolutionary idol

Never televised nor idle