Calligraphist - Radio-Friendly

[ILLMATIC1992]

A real dope underground artist and also a friend of mine who deserves more air play and to gain recognition, check the track out and give it a listen, some dope punchlines and wordplay as well.

Video:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UgzzkIM5nOM

Memorable Lyrics:
"We're Audioslaves of Radioheads, so I Rush through,
The Doors and Clash, Smashing Pumpkins turning Deep Purple to Simply Red."

"I define assets as finances and fine assess,
And dive into five aspects to find answers and try to fight past it."

"I'm sinister, mix my pseudonym, sins and semen,
with cinnamon and synonyms and I send em' in my cinema."

Lyrics:
Is it okay if I don't let corporations to modify me?
Is it okay if I don't have a made up 8 mile story behind me?
I don't belong here, should I be leaving the biz?
Isn't it sad that as if lyrics don't even exist?
Used to thank god I found you, now I'm bout to leave without you
Music nowadays, makes me cry like them Jesus statues
Just puppets in the hands of the merchants
This rap game got more clowns than a circus that are just trying to get purchased
I care for it, I better take care of it
So I just go off in the office and execute the chief executive
They're the reason I stay awake at night, I make a game
Throw em' off the 50th floor and give em' airplay
Should I let it go?
In my dream the devil took away my vocal cords, because of my refusal to sell my soul
We're Audioslaves of Radioheads, so I Rush through
The Doors and Clash, Smashing Pumpkins turning Deep Purple to Simply Red.

They took intelligence from us
I don't need to see em' and they keep deceiving
I need leave from this, are you coming?
They took intelligence from us
And I'm sick of these I need to put to sleep
Then pick the pieces up, out of nothing.

Should I switch up the concept, so that I could fit the format?
What if I get shot a couple of times, would that get me a contract?
I define assets as finances and fine assess
And dive into five aspects to find answers and try to fight past it
I'm probably done, I'm 19
I count from 1 to 9 and it seems as if I'm 91
MTV derives from empty, true talents remain nameless
While corporate products nominate themselves for Grammys
Change the bars a bit, it's part of it, make em' meet the market
And make the chart list, I hear those bars and feel incarcerated
This culture we've been cultivating, they've taken all we had
Isn't it ironic the biggest label is called Def (deaf) Jam
They closed doors, sellin' lies of life, they sold yours (they want more)
Our music behind an iron curtain like the cold war
I'm sinister, mix my pseudonym, sins and semen
With cinnamon and synonyms and I send em' in my cinema.

They took intelligence from us
I don't need to see em' and they keep deceiving
I need leave from this, are you coming?
They took intelligence from us
And I'm sick of these I need to put to sleep
Then pick the pieces up, out of nothing.