Recorded
by DJ MF Shalem at:
Nicola’s Trattoria
(Keene, NH),
Carriage House
(Dublin, NH),
Yellow Clover
(Keene, NH)
All keyboards by
DJ MF Shalem
(except where noted).
All scratches by
DJ MF Shalem.
lyrics
10. SOUNDS THE SAME feat. ALEXANDRAH
I’m a throw these stones/ Like I ain’t
the product of a broken home? Made
bomb, with some ink on my arm/
Truth is I got no use for the calm/
I wasn’t made to sit still, I get trill/
I was made to move bills/ Or pay
em when my people got nothing to
eat/ The truth is I’ma help y’all get
what you will/ Look, pop music love
the abuse/ Need that money like
it’s long in the tooth/ So uncouth,
and removed, got you acting dumb/
Y’all wanna rap, cause it’s so much
fun?/ Dun you ain’t raw, you ironic/
You technatronic, I’m stetsasonic/
Smooth operator, hold the crowd for
ransom/ Bored to death, nah, I keep
em Ted Danson/ Advancing my cause,
like applause/ Pushing me hard to
go sharp out my jaws/ I’m a start
pushing till I seen none at all/ Ran
through the tall and evolved from the
crawl/ Dedicated you can tell by the
ring/ I made it, drums gonna treat
me like a King/ Just for being who
I was born to be/ Let the pedestals
burn in effigy/ So we can dance on
an open grave/ No chance we can
all be saved/ From the drugs we love
to crave/ We were born the best and
brave/ Damned to demand the same
old beat/ But that ain’t the end I’m
trying to meet/ So complete this line,
let me pass the blame/ We’re are us,
never the same/
(chorus)
You asking me who I think should lead
the way, Cause all your heroes ain’t
got nothing to say/That game should
be ashamed of all the names that it
tamed, Cause everything sounds the
same, everything sounds the same
That ain’t progress I came
accomplished/ Everyone of y’all need
to go like congress/ I’m honestly,
killing y’all for a fee/ Pay up or get
down cause I’m starting to be/ In
tune with the bloom in a boom box
forecast/ Y’all fools making these
rules that don’t last/ I heard it fall
flat, quiet on impact/ The big bang
slang it ain’t waking the dumb cats/
You need to be fresh, you need to be
cool/ The day ain’t gonna wait for you
to be cruel/ We speak when we eat,
we live when we sleep/ And we crave
to be the baddest ones on the beat/
The streets ain’t a treat their asylum
to each/ Soldiers that’s gotta a lot of
words to teach/ So, don’t step where
it’s over your head/ Don’t swim where
the water ain’t safe to tread/ Even
the sheep know it’s gotta go where
it’s led/ Sick from the poison in the
drugs that we’re fed/ You can be the
now or the past instead/ The future
ain’t bright it’s covered in red/ Kill
em and save em, we give em love
and then hate em/ Play em fade em,
giving everyone here an ultimatum/
They step and they follow everything
verbatim/ Or I kill them, Go head
Shalem Or I kill them, Go head
Shalem/
(chorus)
Recorded
by DJ MF Shalem at:
Nicola’s Trattoria
(Keene, NH),
Carriage House
(Dublin, NH),
Yellow Clover
(Keene, NH)
All keyboards by
DJ MF Shalem
(except where noted).
All scratches by
DJ MF Shalem.
supported by 5 fans who also own “Sounds The Same feat. Alexandrah from S.O.S.”
I'm not really sure why I slept on this album for so long. Oh that's right, I prefer the blue pill to the stark reality of our morally defunct society as presented in this brilliant piece of work. This album is a poignant combination of rage, desperation, and just enough hope to force my eyes open. Jay-Radd
supported by 4 fans who also own “Sounds The Same feat. Alexandrah from S.O.S.”
Album of the year. In a fair and just world, they would be headlining festivals with this one. Big hooks. Vivid verses. Fingers-crossed, the instrumentals will get the vinyl treatment. Goodwill Hunter
supported by 4 fans who also own “Sounds The Same feat. Alexandrah from S.O.S.”
Sometimes you come across an artist that is compelled to do what they do.
I appreciate the musicality and the arrangement and the artistry of the songs. He sings and plays like his life depends on it. I appreciate the humanity of the lyrics… Like reading Tortilla Flats, or watching Nobody’s Fool.
Ceschi is a bright star. I’m glad he’s loose in the world. oldtruck