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Priest Da Nomad was also one of my mentors from the DMV's legendary Freestyle Union. I remember being 16 and telling my parents that I wanted to be Priest when I grow up.
K-Cromozone will be familiar to anyone who is familiar with my music. Our collaborations go as far back as our college years, including a dope supergroup "First Name Basis" as well as our current podcast Chrome Bills. Don't sleep on his mid-range jumper, either.
Another morning of what is and what’s not said
Complicated by the chemical cobwebs
She’s pushing buttons cause she knows I’m a hot head
I’m refusing to respond, our stubbornness in lock step
The nonsense of a communication breakdown
Between children on the human race’s playground
Darken the skies with accumulating rain clouds
And the torch of pride can illuminate the ways out
I choose to wait now, don’t dare pursue it farther
I’d rather bare my soul than have to wear a suit of armor
Or be the fairy tale therapeutic charmer
Just hold myself accountable for where we move as partners
There the truth is hardest, gotta learn how to fight
Without the foolish torch of pride burning too bright
Day became night in the circle of life
We got home from work, kissed and made up, the turned out the light
Priest Da Nomad:
Priest Da Nomad, I was fresh out the crib
Lookin smooth on a calm day
Pushin my jont down the BW parkway
By 410, with my hype ass, pumpin beats out the truck
Rhymin, lights flash now they rollin up on me
I’m thinkin “Damn slim what the hell they want with me man?”
We already late to the gig, my dude puffin on a cig
We nervous as hell dawg, and we ain’t done nothing
But when you look like me, wrong words, and they blow your stuffin
All over your baby’s car seat, cerebellum like cherry slurpee
They ask for my license and I can see they wanna hurt me
“Two men robbed a Suntrust! They’re black in a black truck!”
Dawg! How many black dudes you see driving a black truck?!
Gotta be 50% around here, Escalades to Mountaineers
My boy said, “Keep it Cool Priest!” out of fear
“Never mind sir. It seems we got the wrong guys.”
Clearly! Dude thank God they didn’t try to Tamir me!
I had to keep..
Start the day, like I'm tracking the start date
Of my heart rate; as we embark on the Stargate
Accelerates as we elevate
You can't telestrate development as it comes....
So let's take a sec to step back: true
A good playlist can put you in the right mood
My mood is karma; mood swing is unspoken
Unheard one word one motion
The ebb and flow is the ocean
So I don't ride the wave of emotion
I took a crash course in coping
From that bum living on the platform at Fulton
And took the time to breathe out
live a little slower like an off-season beach town
We found, if you swallow your pride and follow in stride,
Every missed shot has a rebound
released February 17, 2017
Verse 1: Seez Mics (Fuwwy Music, ASCAP)
Verse 2: Priest Da Nomad (Lena Baby Publishing, SESAC)