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Whiff

by S.O.A.P.

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1.
Whiff 01:04
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
2.
Sentences 02:14
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
3.
Rome 02:31
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
4.
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
5.
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
6.
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
7.
Did you smell the flowers? Did you smell the flowers? Take a whiff Did you smell the flowers?
8.
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
9.
Circles 02:51
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
10.
Rüken 02:38
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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As a follow-up to their self-titled project released in 2020 Scribe and Onglish have been building a sci-fi-themed trilogy of EPs that are rich with emotional depth, storytelling and experimental production. While polishing that series, the duo is offering their audience a whiff of what they’ve been cooking up. Whiff, the mixtape, embodies the flavourful fun of hip-hop, capturing the feel of summer days. The ten tracks clock in at just over 20 minutes giving the project a light, breezy feel as Scribe waxes poetic about weekends of pizza with friends, days in the park with his wife and daughter, and enough references to cartoons for it to feel like Saturday morning TV.

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released September 1, 2023

All songs written, performed & produced by Joshua "Scribe" Watkis & Brett "Onglish" Klassen

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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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