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From The Jump
00:52
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[VERSE]
No false starts, look I get it from the jump
Figure I’ma fuck these niggas up how I want
Moving at a pace that could only limit stunt
See my growth on the ropes, and you only hanging on
What you know ain’t facts, you ain’t fooling for a second
I could dish a couple gems from a half-baked lesson
A little more sage than cess in my sessions
Another whip on my back like I needed the incentive
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Mood
01:41
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[VERSE]
My head don’t rest until it’s peace for my people
We up on pedestals and still ain’t your equal
And all them privileges see through, must I point out the evils?
The monarch bloody, I don’t fear or bow down for the regal - nah
I’ve been revisiting my past
Sipping copping mechanism straight from out the flask
Tell me how my broken bones supposed to heal without a cast
Tell me how my broken home supposed to heal without my dad
Fourteen-year-old Vincent thought this distance wouldn’t last
Non-committal cause the middle of my chest it break like glass
I’m taking issue with your ass if you insist that we on gas
Cause my fuel ain’t came from fossils, it’s the spirit that I have - yeah
I got a question for my guide, witch way to the motherland?
Been trying to move in motions that gon’ render me a humble man
More often most my motives got their sights on ‘bout a hundred grand
I’m prone to spread the wealth soon as the moneys sitting in my hand
Activism ain’t a mood
I know you see the issue so it’s more that you could do
Activism ain’t a mood
I know you see the issue so it’s more that you could do
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3. |
Sweet Life
02:25
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[VERSE 1]
I let the light in, I heard the sun talking to me, words was inviting
I journey through my days so I afford a couple nights in
Pressure been on my conscience, my thoughts opposing the nicest
My prose was covered in diamonds and glitter
Sweet life, can’t have my bro looking bitter
Can’t have my heart up in shambles, I hold the heart of winner
Heart of a lion for real, I stomach fawn just for dinner
Sending shivers down her spine, I felt the vertebrae quiver
Mines is stiff as the drinks that be crowding my liver
Crown me as king, all for nothing if I cannot deliver
I don’t mean to disappoint, my toxins run through a filter
Talking too often got my psyche dry, I’m far from the river
Nodding astonished, as what’s passing for some conversation
I’ve been preaching, looking foreign to my congregation
Suppose we searching for some deeper sorts of soul relation
My sword a pencil forged for medium of my vocation
[CHORUS]
All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor
To the ceiling? pretty penny - if you need it let me know
All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor
My vocation did me favours when it led me to your soul
All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor
To the ceiling? pretty penny - if you need it let me know
All that glitters isn’t gold, what you stacking from the floor
My vocation did me favours when it led me to your soul
[VERSE 2]
Look I’m roaming where the wild things at
Since I ain’t trying to go to sleep, my mind won’t let me relax
My head heavy, lead in me, lessons kept me intact
But still it’s scars running deep and boulders strapped to my back
And bags underneath my eyelids, blues pooling from my iris
They ain’t had a clue, it’s news to see as cruel as I get
I digress, it’s too many issues that I could dissect
We time pressed, and I ain’t got patience to teach this dialect
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4. |
Toxins
01:41
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[VERSE]
My heart attack, she look back at it
I been fresh off of you, need a new addy
If this ain’t it then what we do? guess it’s too tragic
I’ve been stuck just like some glue, picked up bad habits
Habits forming, weapons forming, weather forming
Clouds above me, and it’s storming - yeah it’s stormy
What’s this life man, no umbrella, no one warned me
Stepping over all these puddles with my shorty
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Look I can’t promise that we won’t get wet
We been through the most and we ain’t broke yet
More life, more stress, shit I’ll break more sweat
Break down walls what it take to break bread
Bake, half baked, feel the poison in my lead
Pencil tips fall off, pulling thoughts out my head
What you thought what I spoke ain’t at all what I said
Guess we on with it then, ’til the both of us dead
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5. |
Window
02:13
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[VERSE]
Still hanging from the bottom of the rope
And it’s dark down here, got a light let me know
Little shine, little bright, so how hard can you glow?
Let my path open wide, it’s been narrow on the road
And cold too, I send waves, these clowns claiming they float too
I know you home, lone - wishing I’d roll through
Trying to add “leave” to the list of things that I won’t do
Cold brew, swimming in my veins like salmon up the stream
And I know it’s difficult to love me when I leave
Your shoulder probably bruised, all the times that I would lean
On it, thinking ‘bout the end I was premature to grieve
And it’s not what it seem, why you argue with me?
You adverting your eyes, couple tricks in my sleeve
The illusion complete, couple lies we believed
If it’s truth on the rise, won’t you find it with me
[CHORUS]
Days like this got me staring out my window
Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know
We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for
God got us, but it can’t be that simple
Days like this got me staring out my window
Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know
We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for
God got us, but it can’t be that simple
Days like this got me staring out my window
Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know
We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for
God got us, but it can’t be that simple
Days like this got me staring out my window
Guess I got schooled ‘bout some things that I didn’t know
We all locked up, won’t you tell me what you in for
God got us, but it can’t be that simple
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Vince The Messenger Charlottetown, Prince Edward Island
Vince The Messenger is a rap artist based in P.E.I., Canada.
While his influences vary in era,
Vince The Messenger's moody, boom-bap sound is unquestionably that of the future, much of it built with fellow Islander and producer Niimo, referencing golden-era hip hop and carrying layers of personal-is-political lyricism that is timeless.
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