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Uploaded by on Mar 7, 2010

Yellow Emcee. CHECK IT! (my entry for the 2010 hip hop census contest)

Chorus:

The microphone cord, is an artery
The blood that it carries are the words that I speak
And they flow, on the beat, giving life, back to me
Forcing you, to believe, in a yellow emcee.

Verse 1:

Staring out my window sill, up into the skies
Through the lens, of my slanted eyes, Im calling to my
Heritage, lost, in the Wonder Bread white
Of America, Ill find it in the ambient vibe.

Of this song, so the words, that I speak, can then be
The bridge between the ABCs and the FOBs
The bridge to flee perception and to reach reality.
Forget the model minority, this is really me.

And they say I aint black, they ask why do I pretend?
Theres an image to hip-hop, a wall that they defend
Its a television screen, its a cultural fence
That I know is prevalent, but was never relevant.

And Im here to make amends, for the opportunities
That were taken from me, when they said that I would need
To change who I am, into what they wanna see.
Forget that, cuz hip-hop, is more than skin deep.

Chorus x2

Verse 2

Yo its more than just a bass, than just a clap, than just a rap
And its more than just your flow, than just the cash, that you now have.
Its really what you say, its all the facts, that they all lack
Thats what makes you dope, what should put you on the map.

But fact is, you start out, with what you wanna say
But they say that your words, wont ever get you paid.
And your image as a gimmick breaks the limits to your fate
Are you timid, or brave, would you stay true, or break?

I carry everyday, on my shoulders all the dreams
Of the brothers and the sisters who are fighting not to sink
In the image that you have, of a lawyer on the scene
It stifles like a mask, whats really to be seen

The voice of the oppressed is what I carry in a mic.
This culture thats around me just perpetuates the lies
That I wanna end, I cant pretend, its gonna be alright
Ima take the pen, to represent, I wont be compromised.

Chorus x2

Open Verse

Chorus

Shoutouts to Sinima for the beat.

Beat: http://www.zshare.net/audio/73446053cdca8988/

Song w/ open verse: http://www.zshare.net/audio/73446268847ab85e/

visit www.myspace.com/mccong for more music

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  • i checked jin's vid, and apparently no voting until may 1st :(

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  • sick poetic lyrics dude.....

  • damn this is real talk bro

    sick lyrics

    keep doing ya thang

    ONE LOVE!

    -Poetic tonE

  • @mysticburst555 hater..

  • how do i vote

  • Good job steven!!

  • Ayo this is sick, hope you win.

  • great lyrics

  • dope!!!

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