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General Public Radio

by The General

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Intro 02:57
good morning, i appreciate you lending an ear to this brother who's beginning is here, i'm long winded but clear in all positions i'm defendin, rare opinions in here its mainly facts, i take it back to the genesis, tears is on the face of rap whenever i go do it for hip hop, my value can't be measured in gold what i wrote is delicate like old testament scrolls the general, i'm just a rookie with a veterans soul and my choice of weapon is flow, so put your guard up connect my dots of chakrahs and transform when you squad up so i'm hittin harder, punch lines, he is a problem i'ma hip hopper but its a wrap, like empanadas you wonderin where hip hops at? behind the preposition i received a premonition, rather a set of visions that showed me it was written i could be the best to rip it that's on my melanin skin, i'm on my quest to get it this whole tape is, my radio station keep it playin, from the morning all the way to the days end here is where the roosters crow, 9-5ers is raisin shower up head to the door, then time to ride the train in to work, hour 3 would be the weather on the turf seemin cold and jive messy, but whatever you gon learn after thats the fourth track, its about our current state in the usa, we ain't doing great, skies turnin gray then the oil spill, see how it affect us everyday after that is a commercial, which increase the murder rate hour 7 make you wanna grab your weapon and pray for change like your ballot in the last election its about the war we in, we need to turn away and the last hours introspection, its in the perfect place analyze your life, meditate and make sure its straight now i'ma take you to the weather after this commercial break
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i go by the General, all about residuals got em on my own, no blood, bones and rituals just, keepin it lyrical, not concerned with materials but of course i want it, my stomach it isn't nearly full you could hear it grumbeling, think its kin to lions i'm reclining as i chug a fifth, think of shit the mayans predicted and whats gon come of it, the prophecy was me kickin it, properly, i'm like a soccer team to beats when i'm droppin these, mockeries, lyrically perform lobotomy's i'm fly, them bammas ostrich wings when i rhyme, the ground rocks wit me, witch doctor speech but i, am God's property, kirk on a lotta beats this is, hip hoppin meets, eastern philosophies you like a rott that's leashed, while nothin stoppin me i got God in me, there's nothing for you to tell us bout lyrics i'm bustin till i'm buzzin like vuvuzelas rockin my true blues, just tryina spit my truth through swellers shoudl be in Matulu's cellar (Shakur), step to who? you knew better take a seat like YOU the predator, i hope you ready young i'ma rock it, drop it, then my comp is belly up rappers hot wit elementary knowledge and sloppy skills while the words from this poet are more, potent than poppy fields i think i'm sun tzu, i think i'm bobby seale the General of these rappers with or without a deal
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once again thank you for tunin in on this ugly morning this the perfect day, for those who love when its stormin lightning striking thunder roarin, get ready for the reign enjoy it, then you fully appreciate the gorgeous days the forecast is flash floods, so for the next 3 or 4 days you should expect more of the same its crazy cause it ain't in season, but i'm pretty sure the reason is we need balance from heat waves of recent get your northface windbreakers and fleeces umbrella and nike boots if you thinkin bout leavin me? i could dodge the rain from bobbin and weavin but i'm on another plane, you could call him the reason you gotta stay away from georgia ave hydroplaned to a crash an impala into a ford and cab every road is bumper to bumper, its pourin bad everyone should stay in, wait for the storm to pass the storm is evolving wit hurricane and tornado-ish winds so in turn the rain is overflowin, like new orleans, storm is goin in get your life jackets instead of whips you gotta board a ship centered in pg, the rain came out the blue like former crips the water's bout knee high, but comin for your hips so stay inside, better get a hardback like tortoises to entertain your mind as long as the rainin sky's appearin, i hear it's God tearin, i wonder what makes Him cry probably his children (cherrin) but back to the narrative cause of the state of today, hope you know that its imperative yall listen to what i say, its rainin cats, dogs, ducks and apes the power's out so burn some candles to light up the place its flooded, the game is up some floors dividing up the space they bunched in, foods rationed, they used to stuff they face fore it rushed in, to wash away the landscape The General, the cumulus cloud on the rap game!
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this our current state... the life that we livin everyday... today's topic the science i'm droppin on society economy's improper see businesses starvin tryin ta eat CEO's floss they teeth wit c-notes then decline to speak while owners goin bankrupt, wit the close like dryer sheets everyone laid off, can't shop, resort to robberies entertainers goin broke, no boat but due to piracy in the midst myself i try to be don't trip, my faith in God, but yall, ain't hearin me, WITH that verizon team time's revealin prophecy's wars and rumors, global warming doomin the states, earthquakes and tsunami's sheesh embezzlement, covered up pedofile evidence, bombin sprees who do we turn to if churches committin this atrocities? in every crevice of the city, masonic lodges seen i hope they know what they standin for just bein on that team prescription pills, vaccines and filthy food disguised as clean live in rainy days, can't wait for the sun to rise and beam this our current state, the life that we livin everyday tryina get them papes we ignored, explorin every way thats under the sun when the system already got your fate ain't got a bloodline or tough grind then you ain't got a say this our current state, the life that we livin everyday tryina get them papes we ignored, explorin every way thats under the sun when the system already got your fate ain't got a bloodline or tough grind then you ain't got a say i understand why brothers in the hood are pessimistic about they life, wit drugs and weapons in it, and why some just never get it momma tell em to go to college but they never did it they fathers not sendin gifts or cards, less than a visit so in prisons they kick it, enjoyin goin cause if they make it there, they feel as strong as connan they just barbarians, thats what society show em though in all the music and movies they see, its how their molded like their supposed to go in, changed inside they minds opened but how they posed to get a job wit companies outsourcin? wit no degree holdin, economy is frozen what other choice they have, then catchin bammas thats dozin? immigrants takin odd jobs for little chips, i'm hopin this could change but my brain just won't give in i'm loathin this, state my people are in but i'm over it cause i don't see it stoppin just like toyota whips this our current state, the life that we livin everyday tryina get them papes we ignored, explorin every way thats under the sun when the system already got your fate ain't got a bloodline or tough grind then you ain't got a say this our current state, the life that we livin everyday tryina get them papes we ignored, explorin every way thats under the sun when the system already got your fate ain't got a bloodline or tough grind then you ain't got a say now you supposed to go for four years but these days its 5 get that paper, be a slave to debt long as you stay alive tryina repay them loans, is half the check you takin home the other half keepin the lights, water and cable on now what you left with? is this really what life is? and thats only assuming you got a job in this climate hot as zimbabwe, leavin cum laude students perspiring the job that they applied in they didn't get cause of a bias david against goliath no slingshot, rocks or tight fist jobless but can tell you the presidents and what pi is the proporties of nitrus, who's gdp is the highest what good is all this information if we can't apply it? in america, the land of opprotunity how you supposed to get experience if you can't land the opprotunity? i did what i was told to do, go the school then i'll get a career thought it was cut and dry, guess i need bigger scissors and shears this system is clear-ly not for us but its pc, ain't tryina be president, don't see the point, must need binoculars STARTIN in debt, its CLEAR they robbin us so its funny that our money says in God we trust when its in man to keep the economy moving forward companies maximizin profits by cuttin through the corners and then they stock is droppin, there goes a few employers to all my graduates of college i hope that you enjoy it
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Oil Spill 02:25
in this world filled with platinum and gold you work to live for 50 years then spend your stacks when you're old everyones goal is livin lavish because cash as its told is the key to happiness but watch your path to its door its littered with magic tricks and those that's ravenous jo no respect and morals or ethics because cash is their code get it at, any expense, friends, women, enemies, kids environment ain't exempt either even though its where we live polluting the ocean with toxins, only so they could rocket the prices of products we coppin in turn loadin they wallets sponsoring luxury cars and ice thats froze in they watches while they cheatin, aces they stowed in their pockets, everyone see it but can't stop it cause the damage is done staging efforts to clean it up, movin faster than slugs but slow as turtles i witness as i'm blowin purple, and attempt to lend my hand do my part, try to be the bigger man but they said i got that hybrid, solar panel flow organic, cannibus, cantaloupe but harder than enamel, stone swear its the antidote, they ain't tryina hear it, its too classy flowin while i'm burnin, hand on my postacios son of a pastor so, i guess i'm Heaven sent in this dark world, tryin to find my relevance until Heavens my residence hopefully bein a good man is the prerequisite and spittin benevolent rhetoric until its prevalent as long as i'm on top of sediment i take aim and never miss at the negative, fake, the devilish and those that question my intelligence, oh my flow ain't hot? its free of oil, still i make that thang pop equivalent is ghangis khan on straight drop, a master safe lock but my intention isn't to make guap its to clean the oceans till shores is resembling a scene from baywatch minus hasslehoff just a couple d's in tank tops
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i'm walkin down the block, headphones on, i rock in my own zone, blown, dred no locs, i roam far away from home but my head won't stop thinkin of ways to make the metro hot, nationals fitted i rock for yall i'm rippin it, any religion, Christian to ocks for blocks i visited, did business in, or twisted the bops from cement to the swamp, where frogs ribbet and hop and bammas shootin glocks but ain't no ball fittin to drop it ain't a game, we ain't your normal citizens, nah we superior like michigans top and we, remain the same, whether dry, night, day or rain got a flow that make you wanna take the Lords name in vain i'm dope, haze, ex, meth, boat, h and caine i'm a star in the crowd like lakers games layin low, i'm walkin dodgin streetlights but i ain't shady though i just wanna live, i'm tryina see what my age could hold i've come a long way from blowin baby dro, wit sam and jd jo on the porch in uptown, they made the flow into what i bust now, experience was wild rollin down my window, see thick smoke, them bud clouds and we had the rhymes, you ain't seein us, nah leave rappers leakin like julian assange, step to me and your gone leave em blown away like they sunk they teeth in a bomb flowin till the day a beach is my lawn, kick my feet up roll a jay, grab a corona and sip it then pour it out for competition, start reminiscin on all beginners who entered and went to rest from living conscious but my head is trippin contemplating metaphysics i'm a scholar, insane philosopher married to juwanna, and his strain's andromeda kill, act like i ain't got it for real i'm whats poppin, hip hops oxycontin pill, you can't knock the skills
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its real in the field, chillin on the battlefront where its kill or be killed, surveyin as i drag a blunt soldiers never backin up, when i tell em grab they gun no hesitation, clappin young, its gon be a massacre the general i go by, apprentice to the Great Alexander, violent manners presented to the snakes or opposition, shots are hittin when we attemptin we droppin victims, a lot is missin but we are not magicians in camouflage we get them, snipers watch in the distance in tree-tops suspended, out of your vision wisdom breeds precision, coupled with repetition no fumbles, listenin for mumbles, steps in the distance and pants swishin we got chopper gunners on stand by leavin enemies in the ground like land mines ka-pow! hand, eye, coordination amazing puttin in work, not even our nation would sanction shotguns, that separate their, waist from their bases hole's gaping, leave all traces imagination they tappin out like morse code my unit movin foreward, ashin my jack, steppin over torso's with backpacks still attached, we cold-hearted its how i trained em, can't nothin you bring phase em master all situations, we coverin all the bases no expressions on faces, just death, and ak's blazin (Samu-L verse) and droppin bombs, they swearin i'm damien not jr gong, but satan's kid, spawn is the alias takin it to pakistani's, afghans, iranians whoever raise against, the plan is leavin em 86'd cause a bombs, grenade launchers and tanks don't miss its all vapors in, a 100 mile radius we play to win and the battlefields the gymnasium trained to hit until that white flag they wavin it victory i raise my fist, take in my surroundings seeing the devastation in the name of war allowin i exhale the haze and then i take a sip of brown liq just to get by, blood on my hands is turnin brown slim I been a General, uniform decorated Like trees in Christmas' leavin villages desecrated Nobody ever made it after tasks were delegated Aftermath's a bloodbath, it's a wrap, we cellophane it
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look inside yourself and tell me what do you see someone thats free or confined, eyes stuck to tv i'm seeing signs of peeps that keep they mind runnin on e i try to teach, but my advice they just don't want to take heed, its all about the present consistent momentary fixes have defined our presence while we listenin to death under the guise of lessons i swear its like a weapon, cause with the music they confusing like the crew that tried to build to reach the height of heaven i'ma try to correct it, but what is an attempt if you can't find the direction you want to give it in? there ain't much in innocence won't make these youngins give a spin if you wit the ruckus, bustin or the hustlin you in discussion isn't it, if you love forget it slim its all about the benjamins and women friends... (pssh) this again feelin like i'm guilligan, time is dwindelin, i understand i'm just tryina share my upperhand... look i ain't perfect, i'm tryina find my purpose learn from all the bumps in the road that i'm traversin you base your happiness on, material, women and large paper? that means you inferior, not major i ain't perfect, i'm tryina find my purpose learn from all the bumps in the road that i'm traversin you base your happiness on, material, women and large paper? that means you inferior, not major i'm just your average citizen, positioned to stay afloat i'm livin and takin notes, cause experience isn't the straightest road and my tires are treadless, so i'm expected to take it slow but of course i forget it, i slide and wreck then i pray and hope i could get back in the right direction, my life's in question instead of answering with confidence, i am guessin that ain't no way to live, but its how its been though tryina have my life be like crescendos, a slight progression until i'm righteous steppin, cause thats the main goal live by the golden rule until i'm goin through them gates robed up and crown of gold and jewels, produced by being prayed for, do right by more than me and priorities rearranged those that's my definition of good in layman's terms care for every soul as your own, remove the hate from yours i'm just tryin display its worth before i'm raised from dirt we're born sinners, if i don't make it i can't even say a word... cause i ain't perfect, i'm tryina find my purpose learn from all the bumps in the road that i'm traversin you base your happiness on, material, women and large paper? that means you inferior, not major i ain't perfect, i'm tryina find my purpose learn from all the bumps in the road that i'm traversin you base your happiness on, material, women and large paper? that means you inferior, not major
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Outro 04:07

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released May 14, 2011

Produced by Danny Fal
Enoch Rowe on bass
Marc Grunberg on keys

Written by The General

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