Eboyd feat. New Millenium & Trigger The Soldier - Opinions

i decided to write a poem in 16 bar (hip hop) form and rap it to a track. Trigger helped me get production from New Millenium and he laced the beat with some gorgeous samples of John Coltrane on the saxophone from my favorite track of all time, Resolution, off the greatest album of all time, A Love Supreme, which is a HUGE influence in my style. in case anyone is unclear on the message behind the track, this is about how people have different opinions about things and that we should respect everyones opinion. if everyone likes this, i may do an actual video for it (low tech of course) so let me know what you think and we will put it together. also, if you like this track, you can find it on the Real Hip Hop Forever Mixtape Vol. 1 which you will soon be able to download at myspace/realhiphopforever1520 (in my top friends). thanks for watching!

Lyrics:

Hook (Trigger The Soldier)(2x):
Opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind.
Just sit back and get this in your mind.
Opinions are like voices, we all have a different kind.
Just relax and let me reach you inside.

Verse 1 (Eboyd):

As day gave way to starry night,
And the glorious pastel moon shone bright,
A color spectrum lined the sky,
Like brush strokes on a canvas. Sly
Sapphire stole into the air,
And mist created a watercolor glare.
Then came the scent of fresh, paved streets,
And dew glazed grass; a novel treat.
The wind combed the earth in soft, cool gusts
From the ocean whose waves thrust,
and crash themselves upon the shore,
as they've done before and will forever more.
Forever just and orderly,
Yet still glorious and free.
So as this gorgeous, spacious sky turned black,
Happiness filled my soul, eyelids closed, head rolled back.

(Hook)

Verse 2 (Eboyd):

As darkness began to consume the day,
And skies began to turn an ether gray,
Toxic streaks of color scarred the sky,
Without care, purpose or reason why.
The slow dying of the morning light,
Into a blur of black and white,
Further distorted by the moonlit fog.
The pungent stench that pricked the sense
Was odorous tar of streets so thick and dense.
Then came the stinging cold of wind,
Coming from over the bend,
Where waves pointlessly drown the shells,
With ever random, chaotic swell.
The useless, nonrhythmic ebb and flow.
So rushing came the crushing night;
Eyelids heavy, lashes touching, i lost my sight.

(Hook)

Category:

Music

Tags:

• hip-hop
• hip
• hop
• indie
• jazz
• unsigned
• alternative
• poetry
• eboyd
• erik
• boyd
• trigger
• the
• soldier
• new
• millenium
• john
• coltrane

[synigangsta]

u know, its actually pretty dope recorded via cellphone heh it immediately reminded me of the firm's phone tap

[eboyd32]

thanks! yeah, i redid it in a studio. check the newer version. it came out better.

[laPennello]

Tight!! Hook is catchy. Verses are dope!

[eboyd32]

lol! i was referring to the remastered version! i'll send you the link in a minute. i need to change this one out for that one though.

[cruzjesse117]

Sick With It...

HAHAHA Wait WTF

Dude, People That Like Soulja Boy

Are Not Gonna Like This [Hip Hop]

[eboyd32]

lol! i know, i just thought i'd fuck with 'em and get 'em to come check out my video! BTW, i remade it in better quality. come check it out. just search for it on my page.

[eboyd32]

thanks!

[Kibathakat]

sik tune eboyd! cool vibe in the beat, good rhymes and message! keep up the good work guy... KIBA =D

[eboyd32]

yeah, unfortunately he lives in Aruba, so that isn't happening. i have a studio now though so i will be remaking the track in better quality.

[IMILLMATIC]

its a shame it had to nbe like that!

if only you could meet trigger in the studio and all that...