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Rooftop Scenes
04:15
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Rooftop Scenes
© Isatta Sheriff 2020
℗ Doctored Sound 2020
Verse 1
Listen DJ spin it
My words won’t even leave the room till I’ve finished
How’d you make the tune so cold
Mind your business
Their too concern with image
Or with who can rap the quickest
Can I get a witness
You know I got the fitness
Everyone it’s they’re the sickest
My stories pull at strings
Like I was a violinist
I’m doctoring my sound
Join the clinic
I’m tryna save a large sound
I’m talking bout the biggest
We’re tryna work out
If we can be black and British
But if the Kingdom weren’t united
Then they’d have to call us English
Imagine that
never that
Used to call me Tor
It’s return of the Brrrap!
Always did it for the art
Plus I never made the racks
They can never come around me
and chat about the blacks
Or us women
you’ll get facts
In the tunes deal with that
Watch them pull that riddim back
Plus an insomniac
That means I don’t sleep on the talent
Listen we bring balance
Never sleep on a challenge
Don’t you have manners
It was always gonna happen
though Our stage ain’t rigged
Like a Tower Hamlets Ballot
I always wanted a Chevenion Jacket
My brother used to shop in Roman Road
and buy Hacket
By any means necessary found the funds to back it
I’m from the East End with the well dress addicts
Chorus
It’s the borough that they buried
The sounds from the rooftops are coming like a medley
built Canary Wharf
Still the underground was messy
But the kids that they left
built the scene they think’s heavy
They weren’t ready
Verse 2
Right now I’m using all these laid back flows
To make tracks cold
Head are rocking’
Ain't that so
They throw bows
From Stepney
and not from Bow
But E1’s close
We’d battle out who’s got best clothes
Still ain’t got dough
I wish took some more photos
In 90s pose
would have never happen
I don’t like insta now so
I’ll have to build this picture
on the studio mic though
I’m cold with nostalgia
It’s a rhythmic slideshow
I go
To the depth of my psyche
In the valley
Consciousness taking steps right up to Alley Pally
Where Major Ace Rallied
When nobody whore a Bally
If you’re heartless in the Room
Well the Clash Will Get Agee
My Mum cooked with Maggie
While we’d sit there watching Annie
And then we’d switch it over
Watch Janine and Barry
While Blasting UK Apache
I think that I was happy
I don’t care if it all sounds tacky
I had my whole family
Now I’ve lost a couple
Now days I smile inside
When I meet a new uncle
I think deep about this
when I drive through Blackwall tunnel
Reflecting on you life
Yeah it can really make you humble
Chorus
It’s the borough that they buried
The sounds from the rooftops are coming like a medley
built Canary Wharf
Still the underground was messy
But the kids that they left
built the scene they think’s heavy
They weren’t ready
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2. |
Eerie Alleys
03:36
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Eerie Alleys
© Isatta Sheriff 2020
℗ Doctored Sound 2020
Verse 1
Cool living
Cool breeze
Tag a group of MC’s
Tryna find the real me
won’t see that in IG
But I might be
Spinning in your ends
That’s my new chill
Chan’t write ne off
Cause I cough
Yeah that means I’m Ill
You know that I’ve been real
Show respect to even those without a record deal
Cause you know the games shallow
Your people from day
Won’t even text to say hello
Can you walk in my shadow
Would you even notice it
People in my ends
We stay living in the deficit
I’m equip Holy Spirit in the bits
But the cranes in the air
Make me sick
Building up the place
Like we don’t live in it
They said that we’ll love it
But the truths opposite
Let it RIP
I don’t posses no P’s
But I still write a hit
And hype it up with my G’s
That’s me
Chorus
So what's kraken’ whats crackin
Monday made the beat
Then on Tuesday put the rap in
Uh cause we do this outta passion
Putting in peas
Even though we ain’t gone platinum
Uh so whats happening whats happening
I’m in three year old trainers
While their bussin’ high fashion
Uh well you can just imagine
Won’t get a round of applause
But still we keep the beat clappin’
Verse 2
Watching films up in Genesis
And in the evening
You might hear me in the Premises
Making tunes about the past
And tryna reminisce
About our schemes
Someone would say
“Pass me a tenna quick”
You know you had that clique
Where friends would really click
The love was really deep
But not the kind that’s intimate
Banter was really sick
Come like we”re Phif and Tip
One would start a sentence
And the other one would finish it
And there was one
Who always took it too far
And one that always had the P’s
And had a nice car
And one who always had beef
And tried recruiting ya
Na I don’t want no fights today
Look I’m going yard
At some point
The talk would make it back to music
And the kid that’s mad illusive
Starts to spit the bars that stupid
And when the wack one
Tries to grab the mic
We have to mute it
I don’t have to tell you
Cause your crew has been through it
Chorus
So what's kraken’ whats crackin
Monday made the beat
Then on Tuesday put the rap in
Uh cause we do this outta passion
Putting in peas
Even though we ain’t gone platinum
Uh so whats happening whats happening
I’m in three year old trainers
While their bussin’ high fashion
Uh well you can just imagine
Won’t get a round of applause
But still we keep the beat clappin’
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3. |
Ode To The Heads
03:50
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Ode To The Heads
© Isatta Sheriff 2020
℗ Doctored Sound 2020
Verse 1
This is deep thought
This is meditation
This is staring at the sky
In deep concentration
It’s profound thoughts
And heavy contemplation
It’s considering the rising
From a hibernation
It’s a demonstration
Music stimulation
It’s a fixed gaze
Right into a new creation
I got a few things to show
The future generation
Take it all on board
Might get some nominations
And some of this was learned
Through my frustrations
But it’s clear now
That was all just preparation
And now I’m switching up my occupation
It’s possible
If you’ve had the right foundation
In primary they seemed to be
Obsessed with radiation
Or over population
But never once mentioned graduation
_some education
The worst thing is the time it took
For realisation
Chorus
This is my declaration
And yeah I know you been waiting
It’s my standing ovation
Ode to the beat Generation
Verse 2
This is what life has taught
This is my observation
One of my biggest goals in life
Is culture preservation
Raising aspirations
No negotiations
Say your birth given name
Without no hesitation
Because the reason you’re embarrassed
Is through orchestration
They didn’t tell you bout
The way we built this nation
I bet you heard about the deporations
Or complaints about nuff immigration
Now who needs education
I’ve had the grammar
Since Wretch punctuation
So never try and twist my conversation
Exclamation
Now they don’t like my pronunciation
But I possess the voice of a nation
I don’t need nobodies validation
Africa don’t need your donations
But perhaps a change in legislation
The imposed dept cancellation
Watch the way we Thomas Sankara up
The situation
Chorus
This is my declaration
And yeah I know you been waiting
It’s my standing ovation
Ode to the pirate generation
Verse 3
We loss great leaders
To cruel assasination
But still I say their names
In celebration
Just see this as a narration
Mental elevation
Surreal quotations
The peoples publication
The media’s too western, Oneacen
Vice Versa imitation
Leads to our depreciation
Even if it's our creation
Their fascination
Only ends up in our suffocation
The violation
When will we come into this realisation
I’m from the place
Where kids are
Black, White and Asian
Where we all came up
Playing pirate stations
A good example of our land’s integration
That doesn’t mean
I didn’t experience racism
Can’t idealise London’s modernisation
They said I’m ungrateful
They said that’s not
So I pledge allegiance through the stations
Chorus
This is my declaration
And yeah I know you been waiting
It’s my standing ovation
Ode to the new generation
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4. |
A Kind of Biography
03:13
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A Kind Of Biography
© Isatta Sheriff 2020
℗ Doctored Sound 2020
Verse 1
Well they’re all not ready
The first three tracks
Are deep and heavy
I can’t lie
The end are very messy
To lighten up the room
We just do a Garage Medley
Make the crowd say Boo
No I don’t know a Betty
A room full of tunes
Hot it up, it’s getting sweaty
Room full of love
Their are friends
There is envy
Dancing next to that boy
Who could have been pro or semi
They said it ain’t true
I seen his shoot
Na it’s deadly
Two finger pose
We were DMX ready
Back then it was just aunty
Doing the Jazeppi
MC’s in the room
On the mic getting tekky
How many did I Kill?
I’ll just state Many many
There’s estate wars
The reasons are empty
Work in JD
Cause it made us feel trendy
People can be bandmind
But many more are friendly
Boy’s got 10 girls
But still calls one a Jezzy, really?
Chorus
I know we had a good time
But my memories hazy
And we don’t wanna keep falling
That’s why we play Sade
And will we ever see change
Well my heart it says maybe
But I know this place made me
Verse 2
It was all about Grime
And though Hip Hop was edgy
Not many did it
But you know me already
Bethnal green hot sauce
First Peri Peri
Nandos everyday
It was unnecessary
Tryna break the cycle
So we play Mary Mary
They’re tryna spill my tea
Even though they haven’t met me
Friends that’s always gossiping
They make me really weary
Used to make friend easily
But now I find it scary
Either way I say this year’s
About to be legendary
These days I’m really into
Making documentaries
done know I was that kid
always singing in assembly
Hitting high notes
I don’t know why I’m an MC
I even did a little bit of dance
And some contemporary
Expressing how I live
And I did it so intensely
I told myself that every situation
Only temporary
Disappointed every year
This time I won’t be leaving empty
Bridge
Now we’ve all changed our plans
You know already
Many tryna rebuild
Outta the debrey
Imma drop these tunes
Yeah they might be rough and ready
But I’ve been making music
Through every adversary
We hung out in the youth club
Their were some in Stepney
Now I look around
And I’m not seeing any
Tryna find solutions
This is my commentary
A kinda biography
So now they can’t forget me
Chorus
I know we had a good time
But my memories hazy
And we don’t wanna keep falling
That’s why we play Sade
And will we ever see change
Well my heart it says maybe
But I know this place made me
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