Sytten - Lips (Demo)
I’ve been writing a lot of music, but not recording, and I haven’t been putting out a lot of new stuff, so here’s a little sample I just recorded on my iPhone. It’s the full song, but it’s iPhone quality with no mastering.
20 playsWhat a beautiful disaster
Lips red, skin alabaster
Makes my heart beat faster
Very lucky I hadn’t passed her
By, is she from the sky like pastor
He wouldn’t understand cause she is my master
I cover my pain up like plaster
So she doesn’t have to deal with my past hurt
Playin with a full deck like canasta
Personality bubbly like Shasta
She says she likes me, what a good actor
For the role of my love, I would cast her
The more I’m around her, the greener the grass, huh
A competition, who can get the last touch
And I just wanna bask in her laughter
But she’s so far away, like NASA
You could be in my arms
But you’re so far away
You’re so far away
I want your breath on my neck
My hands on your hips like check
But you’re so far away
You’re so far away
So far away (riff)
I can’t believe it
It’s like I lost my mind but she went & retrieved it
I mean it, and now we’re in this place together
Separated from the humans, now we’re birds of a feather
Squawking and talking, no one understands us
But for once in our lives, that’s a damn plus
So I stroke your long brown hair
And I let you use me as a human lounge chair
Lean back, relax, breathe deep as hell
I inhale your skin and I like the smell
Well well. Can you tell?
I think it’s time that both our guards fell
As well as the garments we wore
Stroke your body with my fingers, each and every pore
Trace the ebbs and flows, the curvature
Up all night, so technically we’re early birds
The night, the day, and ourselves are young
Clock turned away as we intertwine our tongues
The mutual heat that we’re both exuding
Is the precursor to an act our lips are alluding
As the kisses head southward
The banter is a little more strange than what your mouth’s heard
Oh this journey of passion
Is something we share that’ll never go out of fashion
(spoken)
the aroma of the wine was not the reason for my intoxication
tyson tattoo lips that probably have boxed the nation
my brain shaped into a top - with my heart it’s spinning
optical illusions make it seem like the fusion is grinning
garnet red indicates my starlet is fed please
mark my cheeks in the effort to harness your bed
body level like the sea - big breath on three
create waves gentle and submerge into sprees with ease
Sytten // Grand Falcon
From 2:00 onward is what I consider my best verse ever. Great rhymes, great flow, but also meaningful.
Make Me Yours by Symmetry & Ryan Lewis.
True music. Great shit. This has 80K+ views on Youtube… and guess who just got Symmetry to collab with him… THIS GUY.
0 playsPlease take the time to click here and download it for free! It’s my first mixtape, and for a debut I think it’s pretty solid.
WE AINT GOT NO BUTTER BUT YOU GOTS TO LOVE US!
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Right now is when we need to take charge
Of our surroundings, minds are speeding like racecars
Collect our wits before we misplace ours
Set dreams high: we don’t shoot for, we chase stars
Cause my aspiration’s to grasp the nation on massive stages, I’m past the place where
A fascination was all this was, cuz, because I saw that masturbation
Was your number one hobby, meanwhile I’m rhyming hotter than wasabi
But it’s still coming from the heart, nothing fake, but y’all lookin at me like I’m speakin Punjabi
A whole different wavelength, but I got the same strength of a kamikaze
When I’m with Payshay, people goin crazy, they say ‘Let’s all go to the lobby’
But I gotta go look where my life is headed
If rap doesn’t work, yo I won’t be deaded
But rather disappointed cause I feel I should be anointed I joined into this rap and I don’t regret it
If this aint your passion, then don’t pretend that
This is your life, and it gon’ get better
When you only out for the cheddar, when my incredible setup is from the bottom of my heart and I’ll make you never forget it
Like a dinosaur; what do you think that these lines are for?
To hear myself talk? No, these rhymes support
My mental stability, keeps my allure, alive, for sure,
Goodbye, hello, how do you do?
Lacking creativity? I’m mad at you too (U2)
But not like Bono, autonomous awesomeness is something you can learn from this radical dude
But let’s not have a fight now
Everyone put their knives down
This is my sound
I need to change for the better, and I shall
It’s unnatural to be spotless like a white cow
We can all get better, and it starts right now