Sunday, May 3, 2009

Lookin' Past

I might as Well have an "inspired by Magz" series.

Every song she does, helps me with lyrical excercise. Im thankful cuz I seldomly write right about now. so even if the verses I write neva make it off paper, Im glad i got to pen it

Lookin past


For all the kids lookin past
Life is a window,
lets peeeeer through..
Some make it out,but that’s a rareee few
Yet all these kids looking past


Verse 1: Hannibal aka Lyrical Laureate
Past trailer trash or a harlot bimbo
Past guard rails in a project window//
From the philly fog, to the Brooklyn ash
Ill tell the tale, of those lookin past//
Past.. canines tracking a scent
Past.. crack vials, all the glass on cement//
Past bullets through the panes of a acura’s tint
Past the pain, and the strain of lacking the rent//

Fam’s famished and the clothes is skimpy
Crack zombies, I kno their souls is empty//
In the hood, man, the goals is Bentley's
And by any means/ they gettin plenty cream
Wanna be a Scarface or a Billy Dean ..
Some are faking the funk and some really lean//
Sad scenes, I’ve really seen../ The disparity, no sense of clarity
Nor glimpse of charity, --(they lookin past..)

[[HOOK 2X]]

Verse 1 (alternate) : Hannibal aka Lyrical Laureate
The arm of the law wanna hook and grasp me
Went to orange jumpsuit, from a crook in khaki//
Some are henchmen, some are shooken lackeys
Me?, I cudnt deal wit lookin ashy//
Felt like the world’s lookin past me
Been pushed like pawns, wit a rook in back me//
The hood is ethereal..
Cuz wit goonies in phantoms, its looking ghastly//
Like the wild-west Wen they tote pounds
And shoot it out, its sorta like a ghost town//
It aint fair to me..
Objects reflected, closer than they appear to be
Looking in my eyes you gotta stare to see
My Ny State of mind , 'no fear of thee'//
Im swearin, b I cant shake the voices
Hear fiends in my sleep, but I make the choices//

For all the kids lookin past
Life is a window,
lets peeeeer through..
Some make it out,but that’s a rareee few
Yet all these kids looking past



So this song i wrote was inspired off of her song and concept that she made called "Looking Past" she decided eventually to use an alternate hook. Same beat we did our respective songs on tho. Give her propz and check her out at myspace.com/KarmaThaTruth

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Inspired by Lauryn Hill's "Superstar" (freestyle)

This is a throwback, cuz i wrote this the night of a lauryn hill concert i went to. I kept playin on my ipod "superstar" thats the wickedesttt song!

"Hip hop, started out in the heart, now everybody tryna CHART.."
" c'mon baby light my fireee/ Everything you drop is so tired/Music is supposed to inspire/ so how come we aint getting no higher?

Superstar (freestyle)

Verse 1: Hannibal aka Lyrical Laureate

How come you aint gettin' higher? im spittin fire
you riffin', kickin the same shyt you was spittin prior
im from the hood, where they strippin' tires
smitten liars,/ y'all bout as funny as gettin Pryor//
da industry hears no evil and sees none *:'see no evil hear no evil' (Richard Pryor movie):
we numb, to niggaz shootin' faster than pre-cum// (pause)
but i SHOOT the gift, wit exclusive shyt
i SERVE dem BARS, -so you should tip *:bartender:
-wit tender ($), your flame lies low like embers
surrender!, it dont even matter ya gender//
the splendor/ -of my rhymes are clear
imma rocket to the top while you climb the stair //...
its time to grind this year/despite the blows we're dealt
and theres nowhere else... to find this flair!
they try to bind us here/ but we kno where to go..
cause we got the past to remind us where//
-we deeply rooted/ and nutured here
..perservered, when countless peeps refuted//
i got peeps recruited,/ we the raw regime
wit hip-hop dead i wish its all a dream

hook (2x)
Come on baby, light my fire
Everything you drop is so tired
Music is supposed to inspire
So, how come were not getting no higher?



as a bonus, imma give y'all lauryns rap lyrics from the song. shes mean and viscious lol

Verse 3: Lauryn Hill aka L-Boogie
I cross sands in distant lands, made plans with the sheiks
Why you beef with freaks as my album sales peak?
All I wanted was to sell like five hundred
And be a ghetto superstar since my first album, "blunted"
I used to work at foot locker, they fired me and fronted
Or I quitted, now I spit it - however do you want it?
Now you get it!
Writing rhymes my range with the frames slightly tinted
Then send it to your block and have my full name cemented
And if your rhymes sound like mine, Im taking a percentage..
Unprecedented, and still respected when it vintage!
Im serious, Im taking over areas in aquarius
Running red lights with my 10,000 chariots
Just as christ was a superstar, you stupid- star..
Theyll hail you then nail you, no matter who you are!!
Theyll make you now, then take you down
And make you face it,/ if you slit the bag open
And put your pinky in it, then taste it

For her song... go to...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LQHgUBJhAJI

Monday, March 30, 2009

"Its Over Now" (BRANDDDD NEW VERSE)

Soo, i am always proud when i pen something. ...MEANINGFUL. Since my '06 hiatus and writers block that i never recovered from, i rarely get an opportunity to jot finished products and everything. I like how my stuff used to FLOWWW. with ease. I always recollect back to '05 when i spawned some masterpieces in my eyes

In any matter, some of you took note when I presented a short while ago "It's Over Now" bringing it to the forefront as a throwback from 2005. Well, recent situations put me back in touch with the sentiments of "its Over Now" I was thus inspired to pen something ENTIRELY new. I would like to share..

Its Over Now :BRAND NEW third verse. Circa de march '09:

Verse 3: Hannibal aka Lyrical Laureate

My heart will never mend,
and i thought- what we started' never end//
u started slidin', wit ya smart and clever friend
wen u give ya heart, they either discard it, shred, or bend
so we parted, its like a scarred and severed limb
as for cupid's arrow- a target, ive neva been
but i let it prick me, and now im sickly..
you held my heart ransom, i let you stick me//
wen we cut, we were closer than a schick be
we had a deal, that you brokered and you gipped me//
its all in the cards, wit poker, yea you tricked me
love lockdown, [had me] in choker when you gripped me//
no need to bicker, we stay spazzin' see
it all falls down, and that's the grave gravity//
to emotions, we've been a slave haven't we
no devotion, yea we've strayed haven't we//

CHORUS (sampled from Justin Timberlake "Never Again")
[too late, it's over now]
it's [too late, it's over now]
guess it's just [too, too late, it's over now]


This note is long enough, so for the original two verses.. see..
http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=58192074500

i think in ways, the first two verses are better. i was a better more seasoned, spry lyricist in '05. But this recent jotting had experiences behind it. The first set was written abstract. not having been through anything like that, but imagining.

but yea, i'm proud of this, just like i'm proud of "POET TO EMCEE" and "INSPIRED" (http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=2235969500&id=51301687&index=13)

Ciao y'all. Thanks for reading

Sunday, March 22, 2009

"Its Over Now" (Throwback from '05)

I'm "astonished" for lack of a better word. How life is a cycle and what-not. The following was penned in collaboration wit my boy shane in nov '05 off of a Justin Timberlake sample ("Never Again"). what i find ?intriguing? is that this was written for noone in particular,no particular experience- but i find myself goin thru some experiences eerily like it. So either, i got premonitions.. my rhymes has soothsayer qualities... i dunno. Its prob that this journey of living is the same shyt, diff laxative. well...


Verse 2: Hannibal (formerly known as) CRiSiS, aka Lyrical Laureate

Too late its +over now +
I use to love her… but I +loathe her now+ //
+Sober now+, but soon I'll drown in *liquor and tears*
no more concernin myself *with her affairs*//
I've +bemoaned,--that's done+/the Chance for bliss... we've +Blown, that one +
I can't imagine, doin anything +ALONE, that's fun+//
*You was there*/ when I was in *true despair*
Gloomy nights, (as) I wonderin' *'who would care?'*//
Ever since fate +placed us here+
I grew attached to ya +Vivacious flair+//
--Copped a *watch and bracelets*, took you *lots of places*
You said I forsook you, that's *NOT the case- its*//
…Neva "run-of-the-mill" how we *got salacious* [[scandalous]]
When it got +routine+/ we hit a +new scene+
I treated you, how you do a +true queen+
But you Con-descendingly, Respond wit enmity// so

CHORUS :sampled from Justin Timberlake:
[too late, it's over now]
it's [too late, it's over now]
guess it's just [too, too late, it's over now] ........

Verse 3: Hannibal (formerly known as) CRiSiS aka Lyrical Laureate

Its +over and done wit+
No luck--, like a 4 leaf +Clover wit one lip+//
+dumb sick+/ to my stomach, -almost *wretched wit aches*
Usually composed, so no wonder I'm * Vexed wit this state*//
The * sex was this great*/ [[thing..]] I was +obsessed in her flesh+
So as we Split, ...I'm +Possessed --in duress+//
Attraction undeniable/ n' irrefutable
so why make somethin so desirable, unenviable??// [[why?]]
I tried to woo… /+pursue+, with +much a-due+
Quite honestly now, I've had +enuff of you+//
If we +must review+,
the reasons for us leavin…
*What we had*/--its all scribed on this *dusty pad*//
And the letters written, +enclosed to you+
Reveal my emotions rangin from +woes to rue+//
Cuz our Pristine ties is *tattered and frayed*
*Shattered in ways*, that leave me *haggard and dazed*//

[[Bridge 2x]]

When I left, I'd expect that you'd wait
But… I Guess its too late

Saturday, March 7, 2009

OPEN LETTER

I am doing a SELF-ASSESSMENT.

I ask of you, what do you like about me? What don't you like about me? Be VERY truthful

If you do not wish to say this publically, send me a facebook message. I would like to know the perceptions, aura's, vibes, energy that i put out. Thank you very kindly for your time. The more comprehensive you get, it'll be to my benefit. Even something negative you may say, I can begin to acknowledge and adjust. I will take it in a constructive manner. So thank you, and hold nothing back. If it's personal stuff, again, message me. You are entitled to keep this brief, but preferrably, u should go on at length.

What do you like about me? what do you DISLIKE about me.

Thanks once again,
Hannibal M. Collins

Monday, February 23, 2009

Shut Up A Your Face

EVRYONE's been tagging me to do this & 25 things about me.I didnt feel like it, but i give in.This is that random shuffle music thingie.. it dont hurt to shuffle my expansive music colllection does it? 19,121 songs on the ipod.countless songs in my pc music library.. here goes

1. What do your friends say about you?
Stevie Wonder – He’s Misstra Know It All

2. How would your coworkers describe you?
Lil Wayne & Young Money- Young Money

3. How would you describe yourself?
Linkin Park- Wake
I’m a concious spitta?! Lol.. im jus tryna construe this to my benefit

4. What do you like in a romantic partner??
SWV- Anything
lol (doesn’t mean I like anything, listen to the song)

5. How do I feel today?
Christina Aguilera- Makeover
well I’m tryna re-purpose, I dunno about this song’s content

6. Whats ur lifes purpose?
A Guy Called Gerald – Voodoo Ray
life is abstract, huh? The song is smooth and upbeat :shrug:

7.What do i think about most?
Black Eye Peas (feat. Papa Roach) – Anxiety
great song

8. What are you going to do for ur next vacation?
Ashanti – Then Ya Gone
I aint tryna die.. so I guess this wudnt b literal preferentially, but it makes sense that I’d b ‘gone’ from here

9. Whats my life motto?
Chaka Khan- Somethin’ Deep

10. What go you think of your first love?
Next- Splash
wowww. Wowwww.

11. What is your life story?
Beastie Boys- No Sleep Till Brooklyn
Oh yeaaaaaaaa! BROOOOKLYNNN!

12. What did i do yesterday?
Tupac feat. Lil Mo – Niggaz Nature
hahahaha

13. What happens when I see a person i like or love?
The Whatnauts- We will always be together
yea :)

14. What describes your wedding?
The Roots feat. Erykah Badu, Eve – You Got Me

15.What will they play at my funeral?
Lil Wayne feat. Paul Wall- March like a soldier

16. What is your Obsession?
A Tribe Called Quest- Verses From the Abstract
okk!!

17.What is your biggest fear?
Red Hot Chili Peppers- Parallel Universe

18. What is my biggest secret?
Starting Line- Bedroom Talk

19.Whats my Biggest turn on?
Slick Rick- Lick The Balls
Lmfao!!!!

20.How do you describe your friends?
The Notorious B.I.G. –Sky’s The Limit

21. What would i do with a million dollars?
Theory Of A Deadman- Better Off
ha!

22. What is my opinion on the opposite sex?
Mary J. Blige- Searching

23. What is my biggest regret?
Juliette and The Licks- This I know
Lol.. and u neva will

24. What would i rather be doing rite now?
Lil Wayne feat. Big Tymers- Fuck You

25.What will i post this as?
KRS-One – Shut Up A Your Face

Thursday, February 12, 2009

February Freestyle

This started as a random line conjured while showerin', i liked it so much, it became my facebook status, then a full fledged "freestyle" well, i'd like it to be a cipher, so feel free to input

Verse 1: Hannibal aka Lyrical Laureate

Any challenge made or listed we honor
then I’m beatin’ chicks, how CHRIS did Rhianna
it’s abuse –man- you’ll miss a tooth
u cudnt touch me wit a swift masseuse //
claim u a SLUGGER, u aint mister RUTH
I be wit the BABEs, a lime, and a twist of goose//
oops, ( I mean) grey goose and a twist of lime
I spit the truth and it flips your mind//
lay down the Traps, and u Saps trip the mines
forget writin’, u should rip ur rhymes
-Tear ya scrolls, I don’t fear you foes
fit in ya shoes, who wud wanna wear ya soles?
You a SHOOK poet, SHAKESpeare, I Hear ya prose
I’mma bubble from the ground like Aerosoles//
-Ascendin’ fast, but nowhere near my goals
Intervene.. I wont just STEP ON, imma smear ya toes//

Sooo, yea.. most of you i tagged for a reason.. i either want u to read it, or contribute...

[edit] 1.13.09

Verse 2: Andrew 'Phever' Case

You smear toes, suckas bow to my adrenaline
and elbows, leave tough guys feminine
Who his him - Call me P-H Ali
Rumble through ya jungle no Rambo on me
I bob an weave, wit the greatest of ease
swift jabs in my vocab, no scrapes on he
On 3, -emcees take heed
Everything I talk about - I breathe - I bleed
Nigga please..
You ain't harder than me
I gotta diamond personality on a Teflon sleeve
Flow harder than levee water against the banks of Orleans
No malice or disrespect I'm just hopin yall see
I ain't budgin'
I'm ya virgin cousin on her period - nah you ain't fuckin
wit' a favorite-up on his latest
this rap shit is a game I should nickname it VEGAS...

Verse 3: Jonah aka K Dash

you must've heard that i'm nice burnin a mic
flip ya world upside down chris brown turn into ike//
no bitch in me, a virginal dike
the heavyweight rapper is back on a track its return of the mike// -
tyson, or better yet i'll settle for dyson (michael eric dyson)
a lyrical street fighter better than Ken or M bison//
better be nice when, steppin to write
cuz from my level i can't even SPEAK WORDS, i just set em in flight//
RELEASE VERBS, and predicates like a teacher
be sure he more elegant than a mink fur//
think for himself, individual style -- not swagga
cuz swagga's for kids and pop actors//
its been a while since, i been astounded
i sit around with a frown when i listen now, its//
ridiculous how this, position of crown shifts
these days they give a deal based on hits on ya soundclick//
myspace millionaires and i aint hatin but
i could take a dump and sell it nobody would say it sucks//
so when i say i'm just better
i dont even have to prove a word to make it so
i just turn on the radio

Verse 4: Dion 'Arsenix' Castillo

it's funny how dudes think they hot and got the streets going crazy /
when their delivery's all wrong like a breech born baby /
maybe they ass backwards got it all reversed /
I'll wade through this talent pool, jump in feet first /
I could drop one line and outshine a weak verse /
and do it again and again like there's a need to rehearse /
it's practice, and so funny how easy the math is /
add up all the emcees,divide em by me, and you'll see they're (their) average /
I'ma savage, a beast, a track master cannibal /
escaping societies traps, I'm no black captured animal /
my president is black, but I'm still a target /
if I'm thrown in jail, will he grant me a pardon /
I know that man can't solve all our damn problems /
but I know he'll solve what he can while he's in office /
Sorry I had to black out, gimme a minute, I'll come around /
how smart am I, if they still say I'm too smart when I'm dumbing down?