The third and final mixtape in 'The Soul Movement' series, mixed by Mick Boogie & Terry Urban. We're the only Aussies to have worked with the Roc Nation signee, so this is a big deal for us!
Includes unlimited streaming of The Soul Movement Volume 3: The Final Chapter - Mixed by Mick Boogie & Terry Urban
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Yeah, what is good? Whisper, Cee & Bekah, Soul Movement Volume 3, bitch.
'Bout time we connected on this one, brother. We finna school these people. Listen.
[Verse 1: Cee]
They talk about us, young men with hats and a hoodie,
Coz we rapping and we got a little passion for music,
And we lacking education and could never take the movement forward,
It's too late muhfuckers, we the future of it,
We the Y-Gen, no more silence,
Political mindstate on wide lens,
No we ain't tryina stay broke like hymens,
So we finna stay up on the grind until the lies end,
Getting knowledge where my time spent,
And I ain't even speakin' 'bout head brother, or none of that other shit,
Dog, in the lab is where you'll find them,
Coz we kick the facts when most are only acting from what they comin' with,
Uh, this is more than similes or a metaphor,
This the real truth that all the people depending on,
What, be careful when you spread it on,
So you gotta whisper like my man until the masses is ready for it, what
[Hook: Bekah]
You're the only one in control,
So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh,
You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands,
Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh
You're the only one in control,
So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh,
You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands,
Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh
[Verse 2: Whisper]
Yo, uh, yeah I came back from NY with a passion for life,
An attraction to rhyme and up the track at Bed-Stuy,
But I still get peeps try attacking my pride,
Coz they ain't understand me or the raps that I write,
These days I ain't having to fight much,
I'm done past going to school with kids packing a knife,
And see I grew up living on the frickin' poverty line,
So now I'm saving for the day I make some property mine,
And mate I properly grind, sonically I'm horribly nice,
If you don't see it, then you gotta be blind,
My body refine the muscle tone, speak to metronomes,
A potty mouth with a prodigy mind,
And now I'm bouncing at the monarchy grime,
I got tracks bangin' out of my house and it's about time,
Cee & Bekah bounce by, we can get the crowd hype,
And kids'll doubt, clear 'em out, hear the loud sirens, what
[Hook: Bekah]
You're the only one in control,
So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh,
You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands,
Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh
You're the only one in control,
So if you got something to say then just let go, whoa-oh,
You gotta raise your voice, raise your hands,
Make all the noise that you can, oh-oh
[Outro: Whisper]
Cee & Bekah, Whisper, 2008. GroundUp!
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