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Proffer Sessions EP

by Concrete Cee & Swarthy Soul

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-Verse 1 Point of this song? See, I do what I feel At 22, I'm like screw how y'all feel More selective with the people I let stay around I don't play around with none of y'all, got a problem with me, bruh, say it now I keep it simple for the simple so you keep your health You got me confused with a man who repeats himself So, come at the king, you best not miss Come at my queen, you best not diss, get your own woman Not a cheap one, one to hold you down, when the storm's coming Hard to come by but the wait's worth it Interference with relationships got people murdered That's why I stick to my biz, I got greater worries Such as keeping the refrigerator full And the rhymes on point like a pencil in school You want a verse but you wack? I ain't dealin' with you And since you wasn't in the vid, I ain't chillin' with you! -Verse 2 No longer will I waste time with schemes of another person Be straight with me or just disperse in the wind Setbacks came from dependence, a brother got the urge to win This ain't about the money, more about growth More about hopes and dreams, more about Going for what I need, better quality in life And that means, visiting historic locations Far places, that I thought I wasn't gonna see in life It means, being a better man for my woman Less frowns, more smiles, while keeping my biz running Less pork, more veggies, real talk Cause the unnecessary fat you take in is bad for the heart All in all, it's bout staying healthy, doing your sports No matter if you box, dance or hoop on courts Stay away from courtrooms and who knows - I might move abroad Soon, my last liberties I choose to hold onto... -Verse 3 I'm aware of all the drama, aware of all the gossip But so in my zone, I ain't got the mind to think about it I ain't dealing with the rap scene, I'm absent From all functions, maybe would attend if some cash was sent But maybe not, cause then I would seem part of it And seem associated to people I loathe Since reputation is important, I ain't eating with foes And my agenda isn't based on a weaker impulse Such as gluttony and greed Luckily I rid myself of the demons that had me underachieving And now, you can see a brother walking with his head up Can't afford to let up, bumpin' "Mind Over Matter" Tracy Marrow was the spark to my career as a rapper I gotta thank the people that helped me to keep it together When I was talking bout quittin', you was like "you bullshittin!" Half of my life I been spittin', now I spit for a living, so I'm -Hook Up in the morning, at six on the dot Getting on the clock, working hard to raise the pot I'm just minding my business - Berlin City representin' When the record spinning, it's the end of the beginning Because I'm moving, up, in the world All that matters is the music and the love of my girl You see I'm just minding my business - Berlin City representin' When the record spinning - Yes I do this for a living
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-Verse 1 Berlin City's best rhymes from the essence, designed by a mind stressin' In times divided by the fine line of intention Why do I write bars? - Modern minds decline descension To a life of crime that can't provide a pension, might I mention No Star Trek, but I'm definitely on an Enterprise mission Focused on steady climbin', busters die sniffin' While I'm splittin' my pie with real people of the craft Payin dues, solidifyin' my position Fuck an entourage, I build networks Get with Con or feel shitted on in the next verse Nevermind bitches, mind on my business You fuck with that, get found with the fishes like what is ya net worth? Like Prop Joe - I want everybody to eat But unlike him - I sense a Marlo's plottin' on me How I know? - Keep an eye in the rear, one in the front Know all 48 laws, but I'm only applyin' some I am livin' by a code, even if dyin' broke was my fate With pride in my chest, I'd stroll to the gate Cause real talk, fuck everyone in my life that Wasn't involved in a positive way, that's all I'm gon' say -Chorus Better give him yards, when you see him comin' It's a call to arms, better keep runnin' Look in his eyes, realize he's in assault mode Ain't no tellin' how it's gonna go And when the money low, the fridge bare, trust That this man is going for his, ain't nuthin' to discuss Bet your last, I ain't coming home with empty hands Been at the bottom, I ain't planning to go back again, understand -Verse 2 Assault mode, blazing new trails at any crossroad Still paying respect to the legends that went before though Approach is hard-nosed, God knows that people in the US And UK feel the foreign flows Con shows If it's a battle and you're in the front row I'm the wildcard, the man you put money on isn't goin' for You just a spectator, the last album I made Was a call to arms against the scene, you stood still I guess you react later, all it takes is flashing paper I drew a line in the center as the equator Asked every spitter to step over it, or else they get vaporized You know a part of the game is taking sides So fuck - everybody ain't doin' this for the craft Cause you go against the culture when you do it for the cash only If that's you - Middlefinger to your family, your concubine That's paid for, your label and your last homie -Verse 3 I gotta make it, understand me? Everybody in my ear about a Plan B Going thru states of depressions, facing questions I remain silent, sick of repetition and riffin' And if, I can't live off the songs that I knock out I ain't going to the block with a Glock out I made a vow to live honest, I can't cop out To make it work, I'ma clock in, clock out Nine-to-five it if necessity arises Cause necessity's survivin', so to better me I'm strivin' Family arguments, former partners that turned to targets They never watered the soil, but wanna harvest I'm a 12-year veteran, who said I'm a novice? Repeat that sentiment in close quarters, end up in a closed coffin Bottom line, fuck ya favorite rapper And fuck going hard, solid is my common state of matter
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-Verse 1 At the Sehraya, second floor, blowing strawberry hookah Rings in the air, watchin' Leo Messi do his thing With the round leather, Real fans frown but whatever Their team gotta step it up to be kings And I just a love good game, my homie right next to me No words needed, no need to get weeded Fly arabian women breeze by, playin' conceited But who cares about it, as long as they ain't hidin' their features Berlin City night time, where freaks leaving their leashes at home Living the party life, I see what they're on But it's okay though, my mood balanced, the streets quiet A long stroll thru the 36, but I ain't feelin' tired 2 am in the morning, I'm comin' home Fall asleep next to my girl, at peace, in a zone of comfort Come what may, I'm feeling ready and rested Orange juice and eggs are sunny side up when it's breakfast, knah'm'sayin'? -Verse 2 Green's lit, in between shifts We shoot hoops at the weekend, then have perfect dinners That are steeped in tradition, cause Cee's in the kitchen Culinary wizardry is the mission, throw a disc in the player And zone out to some Kind of Blue Playing chess, wine glasses clang, find me at a game Cursin' out the referee cause the opposing center Stood more than three ticks in the lane, you dig what I'm sayin'? Blue and Yellow all day, Number 41 better play for us Next season, if there's no NBA Whatever, I put some cheddar aside to go places Reward for hard work generates motivation Patience, diligence, determination Are cool, but you flamin' out, if you don't chill on occasion So yeah, I can acknowledge the need to get the cheese But I've been grinding all the time, so now I gotta do me and be free... -Hook When the daily routine is on timeout You and your homies are on a night out And the stress is all gone as you find out Everybody needs a reward when they grind out That's called livin' the life - That's called livin' the life -
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In 2011, London-based producer Swarthy Soul approached Concrete Cee via FB to do a collaborative effort. The EP was finished in six months, and then originally released via Soundcloud. Now, a year belated, the EP is finally available via Bandcamp.

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released May 25, 2012

All tracks except track 5 produced by Walter Sule (Swarthy Soul)
All tracks written by Cedric Till (Concrete Cee)
Cover and traycard designed by Phillipp Hernandez Garcia

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