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Broken Drums

from Where we find ourselves by Sankofa

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Bad Lieutenant
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Interestingly enough (to me anyway) this song reminds me of Crimson Feather (the first track I recorded for Ink From Rust), both in approach (blindly flailing with feeling, driven by those same urges that made me feel extra evil listening to Danzig back in 8th grade) and song title. Depending on the producer, I will be sent beats with numbers (Beat 1, Beat 2 etc.) or just some randomness which occurred to the producer. I’ve always been a visual person, sometimes to my detriment, and the beat title Broken Drums, much like the aforementioned Crimson Feather, brought forth visions noteworthy enough to carryover beat title to song.

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What do you aspire to be?
A certified monster rhyming on the mightiest beats
Or a final supper reseller buying a seat
Or a viral sensation with a violent disease?
See the cats you idolize are the ones that I despise
And just cause I’m older doesn’t mean that I am wise
over the years I’ve grown a bit with showmanship and I’m prone to rip
The microphone to bits and by the time i get to Arizona it’s a bonus with
Arvydis with a pair of knees with which he’d dominate the game
Rules have changed, a complicated aim
It’s more than just a case of generational gaps
Our destinations are found in different cases of maps
I was using a compass, now it’s GPS
New accomplishments feel like a cheat sheet rep
I can try to appreciate it, but it isn’t for me
So I can complain about it or make a blizzard to beats
See, dues are paid in such different ways
& me being hard headed is a trip to the grave
So now I’m making raps for the fan that I once was
And hopefully you will hear and think that it’s fun stuff

Take your kids and your hold them tight
Life is just a rolling dice
Trapped within a molten vice
Basking in the poltergeist
A basket that is rolling faster, passengers on colder nights
Another yarn spun, unraveling on shoulders, high

Not guardian or gatekeeper, just a guy who loves to rap
DJ, if the song is dope, please run it back
Never made a ton of scratch, my resume is a hobbyist
Got a white beard, but not making a good and naughty list
Who am I to judge, bitterness it can creep fast
And then build walls before I even get to breathe...that
Can prove problematic, so step back
Catch a bird’s eye view seems to be the best path
Need to be more bamboo and less glass
And realize it’s not my call to call if they have trespassed
I am but one in a land of many and not a center piece
But it’s too easy to slide into a pattern of bitter venom speech
My ambition is fully clothed, there’s no nakedness
I don’t even like tank tops, so save the glitz
Courageously raging against machines and petroleum
But nonetheless a hypocrite, see the ride that I’m rolling in

Emboldened whims going out on limbs for the sake of sport
I camped by the radio with blanks just to tape some more
American Top Forty my satellite was cream colored
A double A powered Sputnik guided by Kasey Kasem
Waiting, anxiously hoping for Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Holding off emaciation with a mix tape’s creation
Less sophisticated but plenty more idealistic
That tricky balance is exactly what I feel this is
A field of misses, dreams that scream and squeal, resistant
interrupted by seams that have ruptured, thus revealed the schism
Appeal is hidden between the fissures that refuse to heal
Who needs a boost when this is life already too surreal
No medicine provides replenishment, pariah benefits
I keep itemizing betterment, like life is edited
Surprise the measuring tape longer than my path was
My life is half up, bodily husk shuffling half dusk
Can’t trust the voltage running through this scatterbrain of mine
Steadily getting played, even though I had a game in mind

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from Where we find ourselves, released March 17, 2019
Produced by Chad Wesley Snipes

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