05 - Invisible (SOCAN 2005)
Lyrics: Brockway Biggs (Ottawa, ON)
Beat by: Sean One (Fredericton, NB)
Story Behind It:
Fire beat from Shiggy after I saved his computer (500+ viruses). As an artist, you can mix truths with lies, and listeners rarely know one from the other.
I got a strong drive, like my family was the Schumachers
Shining kinda bright, so you gotta get some BluBlockers
they got some style & a great polarization
You can't see my reflection as I take over this nation
But I'm better at the business than Joseph Sugarman
Making big moves when you be rapping about stutterin
R&B shit, like who you hit, like you was Joe
I'll spike you on TV, and then I'll call you a schmo
Joe Schmo, get it? Nah, you're way too slow
Like the pace of vacationers located in Kokomo
Don't call me junior, unless you meant Al Unser
Or I'll take you out, like a buck, by a seasoned hunter
I'm so clever I can tell real leather from pleather
and whether the weather is really that sever
Huh Huh? What? I meant severe.
like when all around you is the storm, but still your eye is rather clear.
I hit so much punnany they call me the pink panther
In fact that's why I broke up with my last girlfriend Amanda
I hits it so ill that they think I got cancer.
They say why is that? And I give them no answer.
Yeah it's just me, the emcee you'll never see
Invisible, Invincible, my words are Indivisible
On the real, on the whole, I lack self-esteem
Always trying to change, like my name to pip team
Saying things that I'm not even sure that I mean
Kidding myself like an alcoholic daydream
That's it. the jokes is over
I realize there's no more four leaf clover
No more silly gimmicks - they're all long gone
Focus on writing the lyrics to a stronger song
I miss Samantha. Yeah, I miss Eunice.
Fell blindly to my work like some sorta disease
And now, I'm down, upon my knees
Praying to God for answers like it Genesis.
Dear Lord please provide me with some guidance
In these tough times and changing of the climates
I don't know if I can make it through alone
But I have trust you have a path to me unknown
Last verse based on reality, like tv with Donald Trump
I'm more dependable than a hitter like Robin Yount
It's true at times I tend to be a dreamer
shot down, brought down, like a misdemeanor
I'm locking the game down strong like Aaron Wade
The late night hype straight outta Milwaukee
You don't know if I can come through kinda strong
But you know that I'll be snappin at that little thong
I don't know if you girls know what I be talking about
Cause I just want a taste of that good ol sauerkraut
Like I was german with a touch of pee wee herman
Cause I like 'em petite, but with the teen years complete
It's true that I prefer a girl who is latina
A sexy brown shade upon my mamacita
Cada manana yo digo tu eres muy linda
and then tha tender splender that I tend ta exude upon you,
Be have you lying there screamin woodeehoodeehoo
Who woulda knew that Brockway B would be the lyrically mishievous
a lyricist ya just can't resist, or wait, you can, but still I persist.