1. |
Whiff
01:04
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You smell that?
Feeling over Flawless
SOAP
This is cast iron cooking
Well seasoned with care and reason
We made this heat with intention
The direction rare, flavour needed
Stakes is too high to drop our standards
Craftsmen when it comes to collaboration
We’re the untapped muses forbidden answer
Primordial brain fluid
Step up, your grey matters
Potent playful paradox music
Elder inner child ain’t die
We take the past and use it
Independent, just us two
And whoever choose to join the communion
All our efforts potara witness the fusion
SOAP already in the future
Standing Over A Planet
offering Space Odysseys And Prophecies
Shutting Off All Power
to the systems that can’t manage
Tap into the frequency
If you less than real it’ll cause you damage
You smell that?
Close your eyes open your palette
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2. |
Sentences
02:14
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Notepad front to back
Failed to rewrite the past
They say they won’t pay attention ‘less my shit could get me sentenced
I won’t lie to you cause it don’t feel great
But I’ve been serving these sentences since I dun got detention
Nigga I been spitting real since Grade Eight
Started summer on a Scarborough block
Brown skin boys by the deep green box
My Momma only bought checks when Winners was on deck
So the Stephen Maubery’s got copped- cop-ied
The URL to the search bar baby
YouTube beats had the bars go brazy
Never did hooks Puff sampling 80’s
Ain’t no if’s or maybes just had God to save me
And then Momma moved the family out west
East Side raised now resident in Rex
Spitting sixteens or a sermon at request we could battle
If you want save for Jean-Luc I’m the best
Fifteen years whipping verses like a chef
Sessions smell gorgeous come and take a whiff
Lately the courts treat records like a snitch
Why they want me selling work when every bar’s a brick, come sniff
They say they won’t pay attention ‘less my shit could get me sentenced
I won’t lie to you cause it don’t feel great
But I’ve been serving these sentences since I dun got detention
Nigga I been spitting real since Grade Eight
Notepad front to back
Failed to rewrite the past
They say they won’t pay attention ‘less my shit could get me sentenced
I won’t lie to you cause it don’t feel great
But I’ve been serving these sentences since I dun got detention
Nigga I been spitting real since Grade Eight
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3. |
Rome
02:31
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First five years was just practice
Raise the bar batting average
Pen unreal like it’s magic
Production expansive the flows are Atlantic
Glow from the soul like I’m northern Icelandic
I slander the pale kids that praise Eminem
Trying talk Hip Hop but have no Black friends
Ain’t payed a bill in they life but spend
All of daddies good money tryna be from the ends
You’re a wasteman
goofy lil wasteman
I don’t got the time of day fam
Rome wasn’t built in a year but it fell in a day fam
Goofy lil wasteman
I don’t got the time of day fam
Rome wasn’t built in a year but it fell in a day fam
Rogue one in a four door rogue
Got my daughter in the back seat and we on road
This ain’t Vogue, no pics, we don’t pose
Rules and regulations the fam got codes
Paper round the packaging and that’s two tone
Wrapped twice so that joint don’t fold Karim Flam
Cooked this up in the winter now the heat sound cold
Whether cheddar or feta, know my cheese ain’t old
Product in the passenger, WORD IS BOND manager
Marking my deliveries, logo like a banister
I’ve been shipping Tethered coast to coast
They recognize my kid at the Canada Post
But home ain’t the only place I parent
It’s apparent I could foster any rappers that’s comparing
S.O.A.P we the double headed GOAT no doubt
Need a double headed scope for you could take us out cause
You’re a wasteman
goofy lil wasteman
I don’t got the time of day fam
Rome wasn’t built in a year but it fell in a day fam
Goofy lil wasteman
I don’t got the time of day fam
Rome wasn’t built in a year but it fell in a day fam
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I remember soft skin, rough sheets
Both of our knees with rug burn Santorini heat
Time on our hands but we got nowhere to be
So we lay up with a book til we need something to eat
Leave the bnb, lay up on a rocky beach
Look towards the continent sitting just beyond the sea
Baby I’mma take you there once we save the green
But lets head back to the room to go stroking in the deep
Bliss was to be with you
Who I miss when it’s me and you
Ain’t no distance between us two
Smile on your lips is the sweetest view
Silences pure, convos full of allure
Like when land meets the ocean this loving is sure
Strong and secure, ain’t a stress or a care
Just us I’m at peace anywhere on a Saturday morn
I know that I’ve prayed for you
So I wanna spend my days with you
When it’s sun down I just wanna lay with you
And when it come down know I’mma stay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
Near five years since the alter
Love everlasting has altered us
Copped a king size for my queen and I
And our little Black princess she squeezing us
Wake to their breathing, smile at em sleeping
Sun hits different, I rise to my reasons
Stare a while cause you blink and you miss it
Loving my life in this season
Start off the weekend with eating and sunshine beaming
Brown skin lotioned and gleaming
Cop back bacon with eggs on a Kaiser we feasting
Know I’m awake but I feel like I’m dreaming
Picnic blanket we lay on the green
Clear blue skies stretching over the scene
Black Girl curls blowing round in the breeze
Light dappling down through the gaps in the trees
Daughter dancing to jazz in the open
This even better than the life I was hoping for
Someday we gon be by the ocean more
Til then I’m content walking down Lakeshore
With a child that we made from love
And a love that we won’t give up, that’s for sure
Strong and secure, ain’t a stress or a care
Just us I’m at peace anywhere on a Saturday morn
I know that I’ve prayed for you
So I wanna spend my days with you
When it’s sun down I just wanna lay with you
And when it come down know I’mma stay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
I know that I’ve prayed for you
So I wanna spend my days with you
When it’s sun down I just wanna lay with you
And when it come down know I’mma stay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
Saturday morning, can I lay with you
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5. |
Pizza, For Sure
02:05
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Five finger discounts, two wheeler dismounts
Roll to the ball court, ten deep on birchmount
Mountain of bars if you diss make the diss count
Fountain of flows I don’t miss sip the eight count
What you know about the cost I could send a quote
If you fam or for the kids charge a quarter note
Otherwise not a single syllable for free
Rack at least for an acapella so you kno
Wavy on the weekend
Wavy on the weekend
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Used to crack an egg in the ramen
Speech like a shamen head butt wise dome to your noggen
Whipping the rogue and I never mean flogging
Hater gotta sprint while I’m jogging
Keep up, talking down speak up
I don’t keep a piece, so it’s fingers when the peace up
Wifey know the plug and the reefer need a re-up
Got the Will of Fire I’mma burn the Hidden Leaf up
SOAP vacation, SOAP rotations
Smoke so loud like we cooking in a storm cloud
SOAP need placement, playlists radio stations
SOAP Sound soulful sensations
Poet emcee flow OG
Don’t shoot to miss this a walk off three
Flow OG Anunoby
Don’t shoot to miss this a walk off three
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
Wavy on the weekend we want pizza for sure
I’m with Tino, Tish, Carver and Lor
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6. |
Coffee, Black
01:50
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Racist in my comment section, tell that Ritz to get a grip
Money up like limbo since the government took back a grip
Taxes in a different bracket two times since corona hit
Two five figure salaries ain’t adding up to ownership
Figure four, cops steady tailing me while I’m in the whip
Want a brother tapping under pressure hoping I’ll submit
Never call it quits, flip this pressure to our benefit
Profit off oppression and then give the block a proper split
Double double couldn’t be the wave, sipping darker truths
Gladiator are you entertained when we in the booth
Penning like I’m Coogler every song a movie I’mma shoot
Bring along my little homies kicking game back to the youth
Sisters know I love ‘em from Caribbean to Continent
Treat em competent with the time and with the dollars spent
Melanin swallowing the light love my darker skin
Darkness heaven sent you earthbound if I get bent
Ain’t no messing round, double down fore I double back
My circle is small one way out like a coul-de-sac
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
Lady and my baby and my politic and youngins that
That’s the way the vision goes as soon as I hop on a track
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just the night is dark, more than just the lighter spark
They ain’t talking cardiac when telling me that I got heart
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just my coffee Black, even if the DJ white
Practice what we preach, cleaner conscience lets me sleep at night
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
More than just my coffee black, More than just my coffee black
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7. |
Latte, Vanilla
00:38
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Did you smell the flowers?
Did you smell the flowers?
Take a whiff
Did you smell the flowers?
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8. |
Days Out On King St.
02:20
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Afternoons in a bibliotheca basement
Taking lower rates for consistency in the payment
East Side poet that planted in West Pavement
Couple groups of youth making wild ass statements
I try to teach em what I know about the pen
How to carve they story out, keep it real without pretend
To make my ends meet I had to serve and bartend
Hated it but for those kids, I would do it all again
Days out on King street
Royal blues
My crowning glory
My soiled shoes
My time is coming
My dying youth
Days out on King street
Royal blues
Way more grown than when I started
But Moses had greys when waves parted
Double the age, no nation for old pens
That’s how they want us to live, don’t want us as old men
My word is bond no bone in my body bitter
At people blowing before me this poet is not a quitter
Spitter full of spirit like Pentecost off the liquor
I just want the message and people to be delivered
I’m more offline than on Twitter
Hand to the plow, ears to the ground
Revolution is coming with new sounds
Writers I raised then is preaching the truth now
Days out on King street
Royal blues
My crowning glory
My soiled shoes
My time is coming
My dying youth
Days out on King street
Royal blues
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9. |
Circles
02:51
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And I move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on
One pop and off goes the relay
365 and hit replay
Same races same games that we play
Same vices same demons we slay
We flip the script we turn the pages
We sense the plot it rearranges
We play our parts on different stages
One day we fools the next we sages
I’m like Zuko to my mentors, Iroh to my mentees
Either way the flame inside is deadly
My inner drive expensive but I can’t afford a Bentley
I’m lost around this runabout can somebody direct me
Heard the universe will spin an infinite loop
Insist you circle the block until you walking in truth
Life a fire track I run it in hot pursuit
Been burned so many times feel there’s nothing to lose when I move
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on
Dripping on my wedding day custom suit
Red silk interior the suede was blue
Under velvet du an ocean view
Black suede I stepped into had shark teeth too
Two stepping to Back At One prophetic
Lessons like love are lifelong and poetic
Thinking you ironed out the kinks and get it
Then you level up and find you miss the metric
I feel pathetic some days, all my confidence fades
Planet on my shoulder blades it’s weighs a tonne
I hit my therapists chair, lay my patterns out bare
Knowing if I choose to care, I’ll overcome
You ain’t finished, no, you ain’t finished
Doing laps don’t mean you ain’t done distance
Same place in life you could still grow in it
Any day breathing means we still winning I’ll spin cause I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on and I
Move in circles
On the road I’m on
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10. |
Rüken
02:38
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Did you smell the flowers?
Cause I know you smelled the smoke
smell the flowers
Before the fire grows
And the suns coming up
And these funds aren’t enough
Put the green in my bowl
Press a bean in my cup
Smoke coming round
Green turning brown
Fish on the shore
Birds swooping down
You said the future is now
I said who messed up the timeline?
Then again I probably watch too much sci-fi
Give an orca a wave
We’re taking the yacht
and the fortune you made
Cause thats what we want
(Cause I’m)
Sick of cheap clothes
All my appliances break
Sick of cowards who claim
Their’s is a home of the brave
And they fight for nothing to change
God damn not even minimum wage
It’s a
Earth fire
Smoke lunch
Mood swings
No punch
It’s a disco inferno
So would it be wrong to dance to it?
Did you smell the flowers?
Cause I know you smelled the smoke
smell the flowers
Before the fire grows
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Scribe Toronto, Ontario
A lifetime immersed in the performing arts has made Joshua “Scribe” Watkis entirely devoted to the gift of storytelling. Through Spoken Word Poetry and Hip-Hop, he has taken thousands into his world to experience it as he does. The Toronto born poet has performed on stages across Canada, appeared on CBC and has opened for the legendary Hip-Hop band ‘The Roots’ with ‘The Uncharted’ collective. ... more
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