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Served Up

by Emcee Graffiti

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Formative Years 02:34
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Now picture that, backpack with a fitted cap Tilted to the side, eyes wide, ain't lettin nothin slide I used to rock the Ecko jeans with a button down Headphones doubled up as earmuffs in the winter now Look around, checkin for a spot where I could make a stand Stealin magnets from the fridge to try and keep a quiet can I was grindin man, but rhymin was the final plan One-liners fine but I was nicer with the pen in hand In the circle like a pentagram I start a cypher with the beatbox and rock with the illest clan We either had us Adidas or Timberlands Fly Nike Uptowns, white, called'em kilograms And slapboxin was a rite of passage You could tell by they stance which one of them was swingin damage The 52 Hand Blocks meant you was more than average Careful when they keep teeth clenched and speak in mumble language I'm out here thinkin bout them formative years Hip-Hop was just a way of life for me n my peers The boombox was the preacher and the block was the church I started rappin for the love, just know the culture is first I'm out here thinkin bout them formative years Hip-Hop was just a way of life for me n my peers The boombox was the preacher and the block was the church I started rappin for the love, just know the culture is first Hit up the number man, find out where they rollin head cracks Or throw a stack to the crackhead with the ripped backpack I need a new fly watch with the matchin chain Yellow tinted aviators faded with the golden frames While ya'll was fawnin over pop stars I was bumpin Big Punisher and Black Star I used to beatbox in my headphones to make the instrumental Freestyle in my room before I grab a pad and pencil Stayin sharp with the bars was always so essential Never knew who gonna show up with with a verse and wanna test you And is they gon' impress you, or is they gonna press you No matter what you gotta show you ain't afraid to flex too They gon' respect you, or, hit'em with another rhyme Fumble up, kcuf it up and fix it with double time We took that from Dephyant's mind And I'ma take away ya focus while you rap and look you in the eye I'm out here thinkin bout them formative years Hip-Hop was just a way of life for me n my peers The boombox was the preacher and the block was the church I started rappin for the love, just know the culture is first I'm out here thinkin bout them formative years Hip-Hop was just a way of life for me n my peers The boombox was the preacher and the block was the church I started rappin for the love, just know the culture is first
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Neo-Golden Era 03:06
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Yo yo, uh Peace to the Golden Era The Neo Golden Era I was raised in a era where lyrics were a measure Of who was really dope and who was crakin under pressure Vultures kept their feathers hidden under their apparel And the cypher was the proving grounds to go and test your mettle I was born in Schenec a little north of the mecca Allah Born, 518 the home town repper I remember half my city was people from the city Plus everybody growin up was into gettin gritty, uh A pretty penny and a couple hundred more Got the cocoa bread and beef pattie special at the store Two for five mixtapes every single Wednesday One for the bars and the other for the beats ayy One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that Many times I remember kickin it whenever I ain't never felt burn like gettin roasted in December Tried to battle Seriouz, he had me feelin furious Rest in Peace kid, Hip-Hop is where his spirit is Uh I used to catch the 55 Live to Albany Sneakin into shows so I could see who was performing be Standin on the sidewalk offer up a couple bogies and Try to get a free tape and see where they recorded it Yo a hot slice at the end of the night Fed my hunger to write, before the pen came to life It was clear that my goal was now focused in sight That I would one day rock the crowd holdin the mic like One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that Yo, my first show was July of Oh Seven Pauly's Hotel was like the gateway to heaven I done came up with punk bands rockin with my brethren X's on my hands and had to be done by 11 Progression, I've rocked shows all over the place Whole crowds of new people lookin right at my face I used to cup the mic to amplify my voice through the bass But now I grip it by the handle, breathin in to keep pace uh I'm gettin props from my elders Young bucks hit me up n wanna rub elbows Runnin with my peers, some ladies some fellas Doin what I love n every one of them jealous, haha, yeah One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that One for the mind and one for the beat A tree grew from the rhyme that planted a seed It gave life to a culture that's embedded in me I'm like Generation Boom Bap'll show you how to do that
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Hit Play 02:29
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Man, growin up in Schenec was wild man My three main focuses tho was Hip-Hop Watching anime And playing video games Ain’t much changed except now I got the homie Ab The Audicrat rockin with me Yo the soundtrack to my life is all boom-bap Sample flips and rainy days echo where my goons at Don't make me level up, in the cut with Dr. Slump Pojo-sama had to translate the weekly Shonen Jump I used to practice kickin rhymes from Illmatic While fighting Mike Tyson in Punch Out but never passed it Screamin damnit, I almost had it 20 years later learned about the camera flashin I remember gettin mad when my mother said Raa-Kim Just to piss me off and - always started laughing Back then it was normal to try again Pop another quarter in and take turns with ya friends It's all Hip-Hop, anime, and videogames I get lost for a while when I need to escape My whole life in the culture, I been diggin in crates Finding records of the past, pop it in and hit play It's all Hip-Hop, anime, and videogames I get lost for a while when I need to escape My whole life in the culture, I been diggin in crates Finding records of the past, pop it in and hit play AngelFire was the illest for art That was the first time I ever seen Super Saiyan 4 I used to battle cats in rap chats and creep on forums To find the newest backpacker that was rappin for sport And when Trees gave me mod status on the beatbox boards It only made me hype and hungry for more I went to Media Play, and it was raining that day I met Ghostface and picked up a Wu-Tang tape Then I went home to fight Jenova, before the night was over I had drank enough Surge to put Akira in a coma Best believe that I was tweakin when I heard the coda Nearly over, go to sleep and wake up to record a New joint on the radio from Busta Bus And copped The Firms album just for Can-I-Bus You couldn't slide nothin by me, I threw on Toonami Vibin out chillin out with my Gameboy beside me, like It's all Hip-Hop, anime, and videogames I get lost for a while when I need to escape My whole life in the culture, I been diggin in crates Finding records of the past, pop it in and hit play It's all Hip-Hop, anime, and videogames I get lost for a while when I need to escape My whole life in the culture, I been diggin in crates Finding records of the past, pop it in and hit play

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A semi-autobiographical EP of Emcee Graffiti produced by Ab The Audicrat. Full of boom bap sounds and nostalgic musings.

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released January 7, 2022

Lyrics by Emcee Graffiti. Production by Ab The Audicrat. Mixed by PJ Katz.

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Emcee Graffiti St. Petersburg, Florida

Emcee Graffiti is based out of Albany, NY. Growing up on Hip-Hop, soul, rock, and jazz- this artist has a broad appreciation for music. Emcee Graffiti has opened for artists such as Rakim, Immortal Technique, Pharoahe Monch, and Mobb Deep to name a few. While a rapper first and foremost, this versatile artist is also know for beatboxing and singing. ... more

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