Big Ted Audio From Jan. 6th, 2007

[bigted]

http://fs08n1.sendspace.com/dl/28f21b015e1...06,%202007).mp3

I was messing around doing some of my rhymes over the phone with fuq Sat. Night and he recorded them for me, enjoy, I did "Letting Go '07", "Keeps Me Coming Back" Poem, and a verse of "Wannabe":

Lyrics To "Letting Go '07" Originally Written In Late '04, Remixed On New Year's '07:

Chorus:

I have no choice

To be letting go

I have a raw voice

I release this to be known

That if you're gonna be standing on your own

It's never an easy choice

The hard compete to win is shown

When you release your own voice

You become the #1 name in your household

In order to get to the threshold

You gotta know how it's cold

No need to hold onto beef, that's why we let go

That's how you're getting to grow

Verse One:

Yo this is for everyone of my so called homies that turned to deceit

You always question my journey

You say that direction finds to occur in me

Without display of a hurt in me

How can I be so cold?

That might be the next need to go unfold

And unravel when you gettin' to see as you're growin' old

See now I'm not the one to play off your role

But I refuse to wear clothes that are distasted and full of holes

I don't want to live life on the bottom of the pile

I'm not gonna get paid a dollar a mile

I refuse to sell myself as being cheap

It's not a matter of releasing greed

I don't gather what you see in me

One minute you want to be friendly

Until the next minute when you want to be the enemy

How did that stuff get to be?

I know that it wasn't meant to be

But still it was effecting me

'Cause that's what happend when I care for somebody,

I realise though I should just let them leave if they're bringin' negativity

You're never a friend if your stunt represents foolish envy

The ruins of energy

Is negativeness hurtin' the love to conceive

When the one that you'd believe

Turned out to be the one who'd deceive

When behind my back, you're making fun of me

How can you that dumb and foolishly

Killing your intelligentness doesn't burn me

Your so-called loveliness is just one hurt you'll receive

'Cause you killed it all

When you thought you were built tall

Not to care for someone is awful

You used to be the one who was cool

But when you turned into sin you became a fool

All that hurtin' you tried to provide me

Was different from that person I thought I knew

Who am I to just pick on you

I always would represent for you

But you paid attention when I wanted to trade it all for you

Like Fabolous, but I'm glad I didn't

I just want you to stay out my buisiness

And I'll stay out of yours

Now I'm flamin' the route of your nerve

These thoughts are clogging you up like an artery

If you continue to provide the beef

I don't need your front, so now my heart is free

I move on the prowl to spark up this scene

You ain't my friend if you don't respect that I don't like to smoke weed

Now I'm leaving you the thought to ponder of how it would be

And I can't figure out why would you bother on giving up on me?

Hey I ain't holding no grudge though, it's all gravy, it's just that...

Chorus:

I have no choice

To be letting go

I have a raw voice

I release this to be known

That if you're gonna be standing on your own

It's never an easy choice

The hard compete to win is shown

When you release your own voice

You become the #1 name in your household

In order to get to the threshold

You gotta know how it's cold

No need to hold onto beef, that's why we let go

That's how you're getting to grow

Verse Two:

Here's a message to release

All the wishes you need

Is rawness you can't achieve

If Jesus isn't where can see

See without him, you wouldn't breathe

But you take that for granted if you won't believe

See it doesn't matter of your religion when you achieve

It has to do with some sort of vision we all see

But we refuse to acknowledge

When this world is a foolish disgracement

We allow fools to race in

And keep their tools for the taking

The devil's tryin' to put us in our place again

He tries to cheat us out of our race to win

The deaths of many are various

From cancer to pollution

And there isn't an answer computing

Of how we let the cowards kill our soldiers with bomb hits

It's all on the shoulders of the president

And of course we all have been wanting direction

In the ghettos there's also infection

When job's aren't known to them

Sellin' drugs is all that's left

And shotguns blasting up the set

The police force doesn't have enough ammo to stop them from slinging

The song that the youth comes out singing

Is explicit images from what is the reflect

A lot of what's being said is a bunch of ignorance

We don't really ask where God is

But we should, 'cause we shouldn't be thinkin'

All about an election and just forget him

'Cause more than a legit president

We need some of God's blessing

I respect my elders unlike other rappers so I ain't saying the n word in my records

I'm down with anyone who's real, no matter the color

Letting go of our dirt is part of the lesson

This should be the resolution beyond the '07

Really try to hold on to what could improve the remaining moments I live

But there's no problem letting go of that propoganda nonsense

Moving forward on a more postive perspective

Lyrics To 'Keeps Me Coming Back' Poem Inspired From My Friend Krystle Over Summer '06, With An Extended Verse Written On Dec. 2nd, 2006:

Keeps Me Coming Back

Even when time moves on

There's one thing that remains constant

Just as you see others come and gone

You'll see me calling your home again

Some might oppose that thought as wrong

They probably think that don't make sense

Since they're the ones who give up

While I remain pushing

Just when you thought that the time for us was up

You see that I bring the pace to the attack

When I keep coming back

This move is not from desperation

It's basically a plot for the continity of life like this is a habitation

This is long term investment

That I put in work for

I'll be there through good and bad situations

For less or for more

This has to be constant compared to the changes

I put in too much patience just to leave you hurt

The nemesis might try to humilate this

Since they don't want to convert

I stand tall above the hating

That's why I still have confidence that I could still win over your heart

This is the reason to keep coming back

There's no slack since I've met you at the start

I don't know where this story will end

I keep on searching to unlock the key to your heart so you'll let me in

You've been quite hesitant

That's why I take my time until you want to press the ignition

It's a two way street, that's why I remain to compete

It's up to you try to come halfway for me, really there's no more I guess I could do really

I done it all already, if you don't want my in your life, I need somebody else that'll keep me to come back

My love for god will always keep me on the tracks

Just penning down more emotions will make me keep on the attack

I would like to shout out Chingy for making me writing this rap

I'm not your fan really but you spoke to my heart when I heard your song homie

That's why I keep coming back

"Wannabe" Verse One, Written In Spring '05:

Yeah critics have their minds into talk

I can hear them already sayin' that I lost

Before the 1st game began you put rumors of me moving soft

See as a creator, a new lesson is in the bowl like broth

Now or later this game will come around a new path to walk

I like to do my moves silent

You always mention how you're so violent

But then you turn around to expire a bit

While I burn the ground through writing a hit

I'm underground but I'm still not limited

I keep an eye out for what you're doin'

Even though I don't go around mimmicking it

I take times out to look at the scripture to win

You look at my pad and could never picture this

Written by your average human being

I put in words of truth not a made up image

This isn't a comic book

And I plot to look

On the opposite spot for the goods

You won't see me havin' Nikes on my foot

But I see you owning plenty, how could you be 'hood?

Walkin' down the street at night sportin' them'll get you shook

I'm smarter than you when it comes to that look

I'm fashionless so I'll manage to win

I'm hip-hop without wearing name brand clothing

You say that you're gangsta but then you can't even stomach a horror flick at the mall

You talkin' like you have it all

You copy all your rappin' from 2Pac and Biggie Smalls

No different than the rest of them

I'm truly one of the few creative heads left

You think I'm takin' a dismissal

When I let you go on the air about pistols

But now I'm back again and now this is the issue

I'll challenge you to a duel

But you won't show, why don't you go home?

And let a real mc spark the microphone

You just started rhymin', but I've been doing this since I was 15 years old

I don't get how you could get signed

Doin' these soft tissue rhymes

The girl that you're wit is one of those sluts that'll give it easily to any guy

So you'll be contracting HIV that'll end your life

You think you're so slick that all your problems will slide

Makin' up your fantasy rhymes

I keep my tales on the reality side

As an mc you fail 'cause you freeze durin' crunch time

One of those wannabes I used to eat durin' lunch time

That I used to battle in high school using supreme punch lines

You thought that I was just jokin but now you could see the tough style

It wasn't a front, I don't have to say I got a gun

To win and I don't have to have a blunt

When I'm already high off of having fun

I don't have to say things I don't mean

I don't have to have bling-bling even when I have luxury

It's not an essential

As long as I'm still plottin' like a rebel

To knock out the devil

Then I think I got on a higher level

Like my man Kris Parker

You didn't think I could jam this harder

I'm more clutch with my slams than Vince Carter

Controllin' end zones like Cris Carter

I don't have to live a “hard knock life” like Sean Carter

And I don't plan on puttin' down my microphone just 'cause I'm smarter

It's the end for your hard headed role

Someone's comin' to take your part, you gotta go,when you only act like you're a street rapper

Edited January 8, 2007 by bigted

[Turntable]

It's good man. Getting you'r C-Miller on, over the phone and all. Isnt there a community center with a studio somewhere where you could record?

[bigted]

We got a community center in my area but there ain't no studio in it, man I wish, lol, thanks for the feedback homie, more appreciated, I know a lot of y'all especially Brakes been asking to hear me, hear it is

[Da Brakes]

Yeah just heard it! Finally!! You don't sound anything like i thought you'd sound!

You definitely need to find a friend or something with a studio and get some stuff to record! You got a lot to say and need to get some songs together!! :2thumbs:

[Luigie]

Yeah just heard it! Finally!! You don't sound anything like i thought you'd sound!

:word: i liked it man

[bigted]

Well when I was talking to my friend Krystle on Monday Night she mentioned to me that she knows some producers that got studios and she's gonna put in a word for me so maybe I'll be ripping some flows in a studio soon, I'll keep y'all posted, thanks for the support