Hiphop with a capital H

I've decided for this post to keep my own discussion to a minimum, to post the track for you to listen, and to include the lyrics written so that you can read along. All I will say is that I am proud of this song because I think it's the first I've written, from start to finish within one day, that I think has a strong purpose and concept. I finished the 3rd verse at about 11.45pm that day. Hope you enjoy it all, would love for any sort of feedback. Remember it's a work in progress. Much love.

"Just Another Song" by Mad Scholar, using DJ Cam's "Raise Up"

Original "Raise Up" by DJ Cam feat Channel Live my inspiration for writing the song

Lyrcis: "Just Another Song"

CHORUS

This is just another song about Hiphop mate

Hiphop with a capital H and no date from

Crate diggers to figures of literary significance

Giving us the shivers with the images they make Hey (Great!)

Just another song about Hiphop make

Hiphop with a capital H and no place es-

Scape in classical 8s lacquer to the paint

Just another song but nothing wrong with what we make

VERSE 1

Let me

take you back to about 98

First of uni music Adelaide

Runnin up inside the fete fun in the sun in the day

Summon the rum and the cake thumbin’ the bud that we taste

Someone gave me a tape with Hiphop breaks and

Shit-hot rap goin back to the place A-

Mazed at the feelings that it raised it my inner state

Checkin out the intertates Hilltops then a mate

Put me onto Ganstarr GURU and the K

R S who knew how to spark a blaze

Learnin ever phrase, burnin every page with the

Fervour of my age, hurting with the rage but

Excertin it with grace, neck jerkin with the bass

Never made an album but the music was housing My

Soul… though I was clouded from many outings

Cold from the shouting older now crowds sing

With that proud thing

Lounging count it in

(CHORUS)

VERSE 2

.. So in and out various groups I rapped

Alterane LIDO the V High P cats though

Never really ready to put it all together I jetted

Regretted never forget it but never really said it in

Fact, I put it away didn’t give it credit and spo-

Radically I free-styled and I said it with a

Passion instead of rehashin I let it just

Happen and when it was time I climbed back in

…I put my back in to it like fluid it would

Crash in doin everything I could attackin the

Gaps in my thought and talks on walks waxing the

Words comin out as I purge the verse practice

Sing, things seemed to work like vaxine

James with the sax in the back of his pack teams

Up with the cut shut the fuck we that team to

Rupture the rap scene the function of PattEEE

…and that’s me, see if you can catch me, this is just

(CHORUS)

VERSE 3

Hip

hop is a way of bein, a way of seein

A way of freein, a way of keyin in to the world

Lay-a theme, and make it gleam like the even’nin as we

Say the meanin, of Hiphop a way to greet em or a

Way to feed em, you can’t join ‘em ya beat em as we

Make a readin, the statements that we believe in and you

Take a seat in, the place with the bass breathin as ya

Face the reason that we make such a case for the

Faith that we sing, Hiphop preaching

Nothin in my life has meanin but my wife and the

Fate that I seek, a Hiphop licence

Big tough writers with tiny devices and the

Rhymin preciseness, is just the price of the

Time that I’ve spent a while since the crisis of

Youth, something to sooth like ice on the

Roof of your eyes bruised from the new guise of Hiphop

And that’s Hiphop