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Gravel Roads

from Storytelling ep by Fres Thao

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lyrics

I conjure a word - let it fly through the reverb
Hit the speakers - get it tweaked until the tweeters.

Pierce your ears, it’s the fever that I’m spreading
Bust the up rock, flares hit the ceiling

Get the feeling like the fingers on the record
Hit your white wall with the aerosol flicker

See, these knights behind me, blind you with the style see
Fat tipped sharpies, footwork do the smiling

Apologies not accepted for all those sorry
Toys, I’m a Bboy extraordinaire on thin air

It’s the fear you feel for me, that’s why I’m here
Sharing in your wealth’s not part of my agenda ---

We’re here to build our own, not trying to be a member
Ya’ll not ready for us, but we’ll keep it coming

and when push comes to shove, pull yourself up
see them in our tracks, caught up in our dust


See I been hungry, yea, I been starving
Had this dream from the days they called it art and
traveled the gravel roads trying to get the name known

Seen most give up and and hang up the lab coat
I’m not half way there, I aint mad that you don’t care
just on a mission to finish what I started here



hit the floors back first, hands still in the sky
it’s a court order, they told me to be fly

we keep the beats banging like nomadic cavemen
spin it then I spit it, contagious and salivating

hey man, wait a sec, give me a minute
I’m not here to rap in your ear, or get acquainted

I’m not here to piggy back or get your mans on the track
I’m not here to interfere, just reaching for the goodyear

the word coordinator, the extra ordinary
Stretch the vocal chords, the sith lord, fres vader

One hand in air like you trying to make a statement
Heading bobbing, shake the cob webs from your brain and

In a moment, you focus and feel the hot flames sent
Through your body, your soul, through the inner conscience

Yea I’m pretty wicked, the Brew Cities got me twisted
Sick with this - that’s not a figure of speech kid


See I been hungry, yea, I been starving
Had this dream from the days they called it art and
traveled the gravel roads trying to get the name known

Seen most give up and and hang up the lab coat
I’m not half way there, I aint mad that you don’t care
just on a mission to finish what I started here

credits

from Storytelling ep, track released January 1, 2010
Written by Fres Thao
Produced by Dj ShortRound

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Fres Thao Minnesota

I am a Hmong American poet, Hip Hop artist, multidisciplinary artist, activist and educator. My life long love of poetry, Hip Hop and storytelling has spawned eight albums, including Illegoalien’s ‘Blank Canvas’ and a vinyl release of my ‘Mind Full Of’ album, and one book, Lullabies for Happiness, A Manual for Love and Peace. ... more

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