Live Sessions: “Easy Rider Freestyle”

Welcome to another episode of Live Sessions! This time I’m just spitting a random rhyme I did over Action Bronson’s ‘Easy Rider. Lyrics below:

Y’all don’t wanna see me when I’m in a good mood
Inspired, got the fire inside of my belly, throw‘em up, throw’em up
Bulimic emcees couldn’t stomach me
I take it back in time, had you rocking in your dungarees
Dummy, you’re a mannequin, I’m rambling, my stamina
Is doubled up, my uppercuts will leave you doubled up
On the ropes like a double dutch,
Goddamn! I’m gassed like a Dutch oven
Shoving muh fuckers to the side like a wiper blade
That’s how I stop your reign fall spitting so hard
Venom dripping, now you know how a viper’s made
No dodging, I’m free falling, the beat’s calling me
Apollo Creed, when I rock an emcee
My lines is over the top but never expendable I got
Metaphors for days
A verbal force, raw elemental on the stage, started with the name
Raz turned to prophet turned to soulknowledge
It wasn’t till I left college I became themindofdre
Now I’m on a higher plane
Or better yet I ride the soul train
Don C sipping Don P listening to Killa Army
Tatted on my arm is the symbol of truth
Roots go deep as Kunta Kente in a grave
But I’ll never be a slave or a follower, social media holla
Back vertebrae, click like if you heard of me psych
I’m seeing beyond sight, Panthro got a hold of the sword of omen
Just to get a third eye in the moment
Spoken like a true G
Bougie with my food, but at my heart I’m still a Fugee
Killing me softly, no fuck it, get off me
I’m on fire, you try me, even my lines lie
Stop drop and roll another joint
Breathe it in, breathe it in, be the sin
Breeze on the skin, look below the surface of my epidermis
Past the nervous system, pass the acid tablet bastard
Faster give it to me faster, now I’m blasting off
Rap is just practice
My thoughts are graduated toss the caps with the tassels off

Previously: Change

Live Sessions: “Change”

Alright, so other than a couple posts here and there, this is something new for my blog. I’m throwing on my hip hop hat and coming to you as themindofdre for this one. Over the last couple years, I feel like I hit my stride when it comes to writing lyrics. Anyway, Live Sessions is a way for me to share some of my music without the hassle of going to the studio to recording something a bit more perfected. That said, my singing is definitely not perfected, but I’m making progress (hopefully). Lyrics Below!

Join together put your hands up
It’s time to stand up
It’s time to child, woman and man up
Cause when we stand up
Maybe we’ll make a change
Unless y’all want to stay the same
Modern day slavery
To the dollar, holla y’all
Outta your goddamn mind
If you think I’mma sit back
And watch inequality
No I’mma be, Muhammad Ali
Hey
Saying fuck the mainstream, hey
Say I only want peace, hey
Can we all get a piece, hey
Politicians, do you really care what we say

 

Middle fingers up, say fuck the mainstream
Fuck the media, fuck the bullshit they be feeding you
On a daily basis
Turn a good man to a racist
Shit…
Where’s Wallace? Caught in the projects
Oh god it’s
Not 5-0, but a fucked up system, oh no hear I go
Better tell your kids to listen, this is a pivotal time
Who got a criminal mind? Never the pitiful, gotta get a better view I’m
Gonna look right past it bastards I be the righteous pastor laughing at the fact
That not a mother fucking thing could ever hold me back
Cause I got too much soul for all your power and gold
I pour my golden shower in the morning, cause I know
Who’s really profiting, claiming that they got the answer, but they never stopping it
Use your logic, cause the problem’s at the top the food chain
Struggling for a crumb under the table
Rats in the trap, hold a gun to the navel
Brap! Shoot’em in the back
Now who’s the enemy? Bap brap bap brap bap!
We’re living in a trap, we’re living in a trap
Man, that’s a fact
Middle fingers up, say fuck that
Looking for change like a Laundromat
Why?…. Do we believe… In a system deceived… things will never changed
Just look at the face of history, wait
All we need is a question, is there a better way?
Instead of trying to train a better slave

My Journey Toward Fianancial Freedom: Using YouTube to Grow an Audience

PewDiePie

Over the weekend, my girlfriend and I were talking about big YouTube personalities. I never saw any of his videos up to that point, but she introduced me to PewDiePie, the biggest YouTuber in the history of YouTubedom.

Trademarked.

Truthfully, he’s not my personal taste, but I totally see why he’s popular. Afterward, my girlfriend showed me the vlogs of a few people she likes. These were more of people sharing their lives. It’s pretty much what I’ve always wanted to do.

Oh yeah, these people make money from it.

Well, that’s all I need as motivation. I already started on a vlog, but now I’m going to make it a thing. I figure if it’s something I planned on doing anyway, why not make it serious?

In the past I had a decent run going. My most popular video was one I did for a guy named Athene. It’s a video for a song I recorded called Together to the Top and somehow I managed to get over 70K views on it.

Holy crap.

Believe it or not, I had no interest in maintaining those numbers back then. I just thought it was a cool little project. Well let’s see what I can do when I really put my mind to this.

So I’m going to try my hand at this. My immediate goal is to try and get myself up to 500 or so views per video. After that, I’m going to see if I can join up with a  network so I can further grow my audience. When I started my vlog, I was aiming for Monday to Friday. I think Monday/Wednesday/Friday is a much more conservative goal as it won’t detract too much from my blog and other projects.

Anywho, you better believe I’ll be monetizing these videos. I mean, I wouldn’t be posting this under “Financial Freedom” if I wasn’t. Hopefully you’ll enjoy it if you check it out!

Also, if you ave a YouTube channel you want to promote, let me know! We all have something we’d like to share with the world. I don’t mind doing my part to help out a fellow dream chaser.

Peace out, party people.