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RetroSpek

by Lefspek

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Verse. 1 In the Depths of my lair You could choke on the smoke Can’t catch a breath of air As the coals get stoked Amber glow contains my flow Fire in my lungs The man I know has to go The transformation has begun My skin turns to scales As I begin to burn bright I start to tell the tale In my eyes a growing light Wings spread lift my head Look beyond this world On flames I tread Sonic red Like a comet that’s been hurled Scalding truth appalling proof That underneath there’s always heat I get lost in the frost I can’t move my frozen feet But I trust in the combustion To come and crush when I speak One spark in the dark Thaws the rawness I seek Like water on stone Finely honed over time Thought I was far from home But I’m just roaming my mind Chorus The Dragon Sleeps (Dragon sleeps) As time creeps (Time creeps) But the fire won’t retire in the deep (In the deep) Sometimes dark (Sometimes dark) Sometimes light (Sometimes light) I put my time in when the rhyming’s right (Rhyming’s right) (1st) I put my rhyme in when the timing’s right (Timing’s right) (2 nd ) (Repeat ) Now I spit fire thunderclap Inside a crumbled shack I hide a hundred raps From this world’s pious plunder sack Forever cunning over drumming Flow coming from my running taps I let my heart heat the dark meat Embark on the beat with the sharpest technique Sometimes I just stop and reflect on my focus I used to call it neglect and get depressed and hopeless But I always came back an wrote the dopest Progressions of seasons and sessions I start seeing saying nothing as no reason for my stressin ‘ Like a black hole consuming words In a backwards universe There’s substance in the void When I choose to use the verse Prove the worst The best over time Impressed by my own interest In the Everest climb Learn nig to connect with my restless designs Left behind a trail of stardust In my comet tail harvest My spirit’s infinite so I throw my thoughts to the farthest Reach of my rhyme ‘Till I seek and I find The last place that I’m asleep in my mind Chorus A beast of magic and lore Through the tragic I sore With the habit to hoard all these raps I afford Through tribulation and trial I keep facing denial Move o n to the next mile and place the page in the pile Then I see these weak hearts Straight sellin’ stupidness I know I got to be smart and not stop doin’ this ‘Cuz I’m doper than that I’m supposed to do rap Even though the art is cloaked by these jokers who lack A sense of sensing their own senselessness So offensively dense With their sentences That I must defend on principle Their attempts so minimal With this intricate art when they start It’s fuckin’ criminal I rise from my slumber In the skies drums of thunder My brain reigns fire On the liars caught down under Take cover when I hover at the jam mate I’ll have you searching for my sound Across the underground landscapes
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This aint a story of surprise We realized what we were doing Me and your mom made a bond So we could put you in- Side a life that's wide and bright With two people as guiding lights Where Daddy is a husband and your mommy is a bride and wife This here's a storey that's all about you And to God I give the glory for what we're about to do But it's testing me I'm questioning My life like its on trial The pressure gets to pestering And wrestling my smile I dropped out of college to find my own wealth I spent my 20s making money But I spent it on myself Wasn't thinking of you Or the future I'd been making I never thought I would care about how much money I could rake in It's easy in the years when your peers are all broke But now I'm here and I fear that I won't float the boat So before it sinks I'm gonna start swimming Cuz now that we got you I think it's just the beginning Of things getting better and life having meaning I might sound a little streesesed But baby I'm beaming Cuz your coming out In just a little more time nd you belong to no one else Just Mommy's and mine I'm getting things together Before you get here Trying to it better than ever And the best year I've been Making changes Nothing's the same as befor I'm steady getting' ready For what's next in store Your Mom is the bomb And everybody knows You've been going 'round with her Everywhere she goes It's your whole universe Inside of her belly And it's been spinning like hell That's what she tells me Even though she's eating right She's not sleeping nights She's got you in her And in you you got some fight It kinda' makes us crazy Even though we were before We spend our days lazy With a mattress on the floor We're in love little one And I know that you can feel it It's been going on so long It's strong enough to heal it- Self with the help of a little understanding Hope your ready for this passion To pass it on is what we're planning So in turn you'll return The loving that you've learned To a world that needs you in whatever way you learned Things that we like Things that we hate Things we try to stop And things we create In deciding what's what I wanna participate So when it's time to break out Baby don't hesitate Cuz your Moms will be there And so will I Totally prepared to take care of our little guy If it's what you need I will do Whatever I have to But what some people have Dad won't give it to you It could be sums of money Maybe tons of stuff You can't always have it all But you will always have enough Cuz I pledge this young Hedges To whatever end it's endless As long as I'm alive You will never descend friendless Into hopelessness I'll alwaqys hope for the best Hold you close to my chest And go for broke to invest In you welfare Well cared for you will be Be the best I can be Underneath the canopy Of God's plan for me And I hope it paves the way for you to stay and stand with me How can it be That someone so small Could make a man feel his life is bigger than it all Cuz life's been kicking me But I feel you kicking back And that's the kind of friend I need to keep me on track From hopeless to focused is how I feel I've switched I'm standing at the plate in life And you're the first pitch My heart skips a beat as I'm poised for connection I've been searching for myself I think I found my reflection
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Language 05:46
I have these somewhere. In my head at the very least.
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Reality 04:22
I rip twisted sides of me Just to be free Of my empty exempting L-I-F-E I try to cancel my number And forget my name Cuz I'm to blame If my game Is trained to find fame Sane is not as plain As you might expect Cuz you gotta act crazy If you wanna catch wreck No regrets except If your not hearing the next Mic check from Lefspek Coming correct The souls of my vans Are tasting asphalt While of the soul of this man Is facing mental assault For a time it locked me down But now I opened the vault Add a sting to the sound like vinegar and salt Transforming matter Like paper from pulp To connect your heads and toes Like a somersault I'm coming from my own reality It's mine alone so frown or smile at me Yo I'll hold it down so the sound keeps unique Context till the next Time we meet I face freakiness When I place this on pages Cuz the creepiness Of existence keeps chasin' The logic of my mind in time and space I wanna tell the truth now With no need to erase So my rhyme finds facts To build my case So I can break the shit down Like a solo on bass Remember what I say Before you recall my face Then I know I turned it out Without being replaced I'm about as underrated as honesty And who's my worst critic? Yo c'mon it's me But with every rhyme I write I feel more free And connect to respective Destiny Negative shit Is always tempting me Away from a life Meant to be exemplary To block out and lock Spot fought mentally And to stop all the thoughts That God has sent to me It divides my time Like the turn of a century Everything I learn seems to burn With intensity Lighting up my life Like a new forming entity Some say “Life is mine” Now I see that it's lent to me To hold a bit of time To be spent intentionally Making love to my world Inter-dimensionally Mind body and soul With exact contempt for thee Blackness that in fact just Wants to empty me Of the elements that I keep defensively Like war on my life and I'm in the trenches deep With automatic rounds To pound the sound till I dent the beat With automatic rounds to pound the sound till I dent the beat
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Freestyle 01:55
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I forget them
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I know your feindin' Scheming reason Breathing for the sleeves of them Records For the deck turns To catch wreck burns Check what's next to learn As a turntablist Concerned abled wrist Crossfader enablist Committed to you playlist Like a sound sadist getting' off on the cost Of rotating who made this Pro fading and insane mix To watch the ladies swing their hips And have the fellas finger tips Biggin' it up Diggin' corrupt Manipulation Not found on radio stations Underground alien nation Seek profound compilations Of sound complication Bowing down to dedication With pronounced participation This goes out to heads who have headphones for ears Stayed at home alone with tables Despite their spouses tears Traded cable to enable payments on their gear And been spinning' so long that they forget the fucking year That they started and parted paths With the rest Of retarded shallow hearted Record playing guests That claiming they got more But of course they've got less Cuz the secrets of the crates that are deepest best kept By the peeps who seek to create An innate deck check That infiltrates your cortex and leaves nothing but respect With Fable and Breaker It ain't hard for me to see That these quarter inch cables Are attached to their arteries Smarter than me At the art of beats Fodder for feet What hi hat is phat And what track did they snatch that scratch coded speech And overloaded speakers They painted footprints on the floor for where they put their sneakers Tapping toes On the threshold Of untold dope tones I feel like I'm invisible when they;re wearing headphones Carving into vinyl like they;re widdling soap stone So stoked they don't toke or cope with their home phone Clone domes sharing chromosomes And black stacks Of funk flapjacks And some jazz tracks To slap back a soul clap Relax and catch where the habitat is at Rapid scratch sliding back on slip mats Like they're having fits of finger Spasm attacks You don't know the time it takes to make sound bend Until you get close and focused With these musical men I always big up my boys cause their noise it transcends And the same goes for pros Who know what the hook meant They can make you sweat They can make you chill To come correct on the decks Is to reflect the will Of the people Speak equal to street flow Unique so You freak your feet To catch the next beat sequel enhancing while your dancing' Hands demanding a champion Vinyl libraries fly with ease To keep their peeps panting Cut up the spaces With faces hardcore Intent and bent On taking you places You haven't been before The message my man's sending Is transcending the vibe There's no pretending when your mending Pending rhythms live Expectation is a factor But there's no lack for tracks Imitations actors get slack And bring it back wack For the third time The words I rhyme are in a forward motion That's why I Identify With Djs with the same devotions Like motions for the masses Wax lotions for their asses To keep them smooth and bumping' Don't look your girls shook And about to jump in To the culture on the floor Social vultures hit the door Something about the bass Makes the place not care no more That's the beauty of music And those who choose to use it As an expression of life Before they lose it In a world filled with woe They find tempos and fuse it You knows you knows When it goes to the souls Of the true kids Listening and blistering With serious intention But it takes time to bind the mind Did I forget to mention
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B- boy bastards Bash the words half plastered Tree sacks taxed till the passed herbs Had it's last turn Emence MCs With a complex sense of relevence Squashing weak shit in this jungle Like vexed elephants Spoken word herd Turned electronic nerd We canvass canvasses blurred and disturbed By cannabis Homegrown headphone domes Spittin' into chrome microphones And soaking spit sponges Eating shit lunches Suspicious books with vicious hooks And quick punches Bass kicked in Neck snapped by the snare We replace the space with rhythm You get trapped like a hare That's my hip-hop or death When I got time you got less 10 more years of cigarettes And I'd have no breath left I'm the best kept headline Back of the breadline Cash flow constantly tapped Below the red line Out to get mine When I rep rhyme Proceeding With what your needing Feeding Hip hop head minds You don't wanna hear it Stand near us We demand clearest concept Wrong step Means a step back From song to set We take the long trek for tracks Squeezing the truth from the lies of the game They repeat what's in the street We never try it again Travelling paths no else No one has happened to pas Standing in the unknown Throwing javelin shafts On point like an arrow Loosed, true to the last Soon to outlast These cartoons of our craft Abstract and advanced Like aliens had enhanced Our insights in dim light Ears don't have a chance The barrage of montage Action over music We find freedom everyday So many players play to loose it We creep by men Who act like violent sirens When we're peeped by them Our hip hop mileage surprises Can't contest From the chest catalogues An Imax quest Unravelled in analog Battle over dramatic Attention addicts Who always cause static Cuz they know they don't have have it We keep it intrinsic Kinsman kindred Who never loose sight of the belief We begin with And the start of the day The lyricist way Flip a fresh page And let the beat play I'm not what they expected Like a cop I'm connected You can stop acting hectic What I drop gets respected Because it's real shit Feel it like a heel kick From the top rope Of dope you get choked Like you be smokin' spliffs I wrote this While dipping my pen in a soap dish So I could come as clean As the rope of the pope is My scope is Panoramic For hope I scan this planet Probe your mind you'll wake up naked in a sand pit Barely aware of me But somehow sense my presence Varily impaired It seems your brought back to the present I'm star steppin' And catching the cosmos Where time is far fetched And the physical laws get broke I'm eternal And eternaly tackling Burnin' burnouts When they hear my fire crackling When I'm on the Mic Like M. Night It's a happening Rocking on the beats that keep The bass bins rattling
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Don't Sweat 02:09
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More Often 03:05
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Born into your addiction Habitual friction Typical position Of so many children missing Stability Enabling your ability To turn the tables willingly From nice guy to nasty Scream until you were raspy Have me panicked and gasping Praying you weren't staying And that you'd walk past me Wanted to be anywhere but there In your moody nightmare Threw up my supper sometimes Cuz I was so scared Disciplined in anger My innocence in danger Went to church every week but to them you were a stranger Secret psychopath Screaming that you might go mad But you were and you are With your mind in a jar In these last ten years I never know where you are Tortured by your demons On hand outs your leaning Camoed out and scheming How to get what your needing The Booze Liquid loose Oozes out of your pores You snooze in you shoes On a concrete floor Clothes tattered Hair matted Hands battered by the wilderness Madd hatter chatter chatter Prattles from your swilling lips A picture hard to paint In my mind's eye Cuz you are what you aint Straight tainted by I lie you were living By me you've been forgiven But you faint Every time your restraints Make you give in Never been farther before You are my father no more You have my pardon to pour I know you're starving to score But I'm no longer sitting Beside you while you sipping There's a weight between love and hate And my scale is tipping As a man my plan Was to conquer my fear Because of Dad I always ran when conflict came near In any debate Anxiety gave chase Until the day it kept pace And I punch him in the face Tears dropped shell shocked Surprised Pops With my fierceness After so many years He could finally hear this Defense in present tense Of what his actions implement I'm a conqueror That's what my name Vincent meant No more would I cower Beneath paternal power Abusive contusions Bruised this fruit gone sour Fermenting in a bucket of blame Tormenting myself With his spell still stuck in my brain Criticisms put downs Cynicism cold frown Pessimistic vibe Like hanging 'round an old clown The speck of respect Makes up half of my name But I regret The neglect Has had exceptional gain Lived alone enough to know The negative has to go But he'll always be that Unless he can change and grow No apologies Could call to me a reason to go back He's on his own to stand alone in a sinking sand trap I can't help but feel bad Cuz my Dad is roaming homeless Situation sad That it had to get so hopeless But I've been fucked up long enough Can't let him steal my focus Like rain to my flame And a drain on how I cope with My own life Child and wife Depend on my actions Gotta put my crutches down And clutch the sound While I rapped Negative voice Trapped in my brain Telling me I got no choice We're exactly the same Devil's development Unsettles my sane But it's lies and embellishments I got break the chain Raise my sons to believe Everything they see in me By conquering the demons That try to seize the tree That they fall from When its all done And said I hope to be a calming presence Evident in their heads And not add to scoring Of absorbing horror stories Raise kids like I did Who have love and respect for me Enriched by expressions and art Only knowing encouraging lessons And good impressions from the start I set the spark alight And in my afterlife I'll watch it blaze It was far for right And dark as night But I caught the rays Reflected from an eclectic Sense of self I reject those reckless deeds As they're dealt
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Dreamscapes 06:47
So early That my mind rewinds To get back to the time When I unconscious want this sleep Count sheep and keep on with Dreamworld peeps To reap deep disposition Looking glass took on tasks Booking past missed info missions Fishing through bogs Moss logs toss frogs Like lost pogs In some flipping facts game Slipping back to same Situations In which few knew cases Of they way my brain displaces Reality replaces Totality stasis With normality face lifts That change from strange To in range myths Off possible outcomes Lost are full shouts when I run From emotional spouts Otherwise blind, deaf and dumb Spun Without doubt That this is how it should be Or that makes sense Camped out under psychosis That in past tense Would have been bent tents That lent fleeting security The words in me take image While surly burly brain cells Swell in a curly scrimmage Capitalizing on lies to bring The truth to the surface A purpose To the powers that I posses Blessed with less stress By what's guessed in subconsciousness A test once left Unless pressed I'll forget So much for the crutch Of what I expect to regret That ship can't stop me now Cuz I'm asleep and keeping the bow Of this vessel afloat Wrestle with hope And throw a rope to being dope Cuz it can't help me cope here In the universe between my ears The soon to be hurt and feared Senses sense senselessness Eyes slide open to the intense presences Of being awake and having to take Time to rhyme out my sentences Like repentance for this For the things I mention quick That my intention is To become something sick So tired Wired on caffeine beans A means to keep keen and awake Perculate lakes to escape slumber My pillow takes a number Still and cold waits till I get under The covers again So it can smother my brain But I'm awake and walking around now Clocking sound and how It stops ticking When hip hop Just isn't Tip top ten is glistening Fishing for things To wish for your wings with Myth money funny You might not have it When you follow the white rabbit To dreamscapes Filled with serene streams and lakes Where no fiends cash Takes credit set it into motion Have to laugh When a raft Appears in an ocean Just because I needed it Things happen cuz I'm dreaming swift Solutions proceeding with pollutions To my subconscious Making or breaking Situations from some bond of sense For the logic in there Raw bits compare Laws which slip unaware Through daily life To the absurdities That a churning me In this learning tree Of night Of course they don't match But the source is under the same latch My mind sense of time being the only patch On the untapped gap of space Slapped on the map And snapped back And trapped up between either place Well I could fly before But now is that the case Life's been moving too fast But I guess now I'm on the chase This land of sleep creeps into wells where I weep Searches the depths deep For the rewards to reap From sadness or fear In madness my ears hear Exactly what I am So that my eyes see clear VS 3 Coming to From running through A funny few seconds Memory review Sent to me views Inventing new impressions Now I'm second guessing This dimension is pressing My third eyelid down The words I said drown Blurred by a disturbed cry in my head A dreaded sound An alarm triggering An ear harming Shitty ring Causing an arm to quickly bring A slap to the snooze This interaction I choose Snaps the last bits that fuse Any faction that proves That I was even there or knew what I was doing Painfully unaware of what I cared for Or was perusing I knew things that mattered But now they've all scattered Like scared scurrying scavengers Having heard words splattered In a different context Which dismiss the tense of text Meant to imprint what comes next Inject my reasoning From a new start point Like reassessing how I see things After smoking a joint No matter how convicted Things seem lifted now Through this dreamworld drifted Gifts of mystic vows Of what the plan is I can't demand this information I can only hope for a cold store Of a subconscious equation That adds one to the sum Of hours that I subtract From the previous day I leave To the next that I come back With never a true sense for how long its been Or just how far Maybe one day they make a mental VCR That could track down my travels And unravel the trip A brain wave radar with some accurate blips That help me locate the state In which I created it
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The Heights 04:38
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Keep It Down 02:35
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STOP 02:46
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The Habit 03:20
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