From the recording The Polaroid Papers
(featuring brotherwell)
Produced By: Ollie Twist & CooLRoGRoX
Guitars & Synthesizer By: Ollie Twist
Lyrics
Say my name
’82
1, 2
’82
Say my name
Chris born in ’82, 40 years paying dues
Wu-Tang jacket, black suede with the baby blue
Leather sleeves please, grew up with a crazy crew
Survive sometimes, surprised that I made it through
Lyrics written down on the legal pad neatly
Arm the track and drop a verse, that completes me
Completely, it comes natural rather easy
Life challenges, but none yet can defeat me
Years pass on, you cannot change the past
The task just trying to make a good thing last
Inspired to break through, it’s critical my friends
Refuse to remain stagnated in the end
These are big boy raps, CAD mics and ADATS
Haunted studio drum loops slap form out the back
Intoxicated youth, approximate to truth
Generate memories, remain the living proof
Dust off the TLM, zooming in, see a stem
Critics write the gimmicks get it? so fuck if I agree with them
Poured before me, holy water blessed to ensure me
Try to get right with the God, but the God would not endure me
And surely, make efforts just to ignore me
But admitted it’d been a minute since he heard something so purely
Manufactured, to the last degree of quality
Change polarity, magnetic fields are spotty
It’s Ollie, catch me downtown, hopped off the trolley
Hit Rendezvous for a brew, CoolRog copy
Couldn’t fade the legacy that grew within the 80s
Lates 90’s making tapes, can’t believe that they would play me
College radio, Rhyme Skeme roll up creep
At least, 8 MC’s deep, taking the leap
Synthesize the sound, cue the track, we counting down
Profound, criticized, timeless, coming around
The next revolution, 12 inches on the platter
Whether lost upon the subject, or sticking to the matter
Quick to go along with a positive change
Since 1982, from now on and shall remain
1,2
Since ’82
1,2
Since ’82
Yo, 1,2, yo, Stuck like the crazy glue, touched so relatable
Simply flammable, now see what ya’ll made me do?
’82 June 1, first, to be exact
In tact, counteract with the facts and then adapt
Not, looking for slack
Not, booking your act
Not, cooking up cracks
Rather, take a look back
At the strong history, yet so rich with mystery
Put together documents crispy, you missed me
Left the spot, 25 percent tip pot,
Dripping lips from sips, Tequila shots, Hip Hop
Back to the electronics shop, up the block
Just to get the cables to prevent the speaker pop
The latest ideas, were inspired and recorded
Engineered, mixed, mastered then at last reported
Flavors assorted roll with variety pack
It’s important to diversify society, fact
My notary is off the rotary, behold a bolder me
A little bit colder but an older and totally
Wiser, went from a student to advisor
Tough to find something liver, EQ analyzer
Equalizer, consistent we vibe, I can admire
When we wait until the last minute just under the wire
Keep the focus steady, melody sounding healthy
Nothing more deadly than a mental that is wealthy
Looking at the street corner, lights dim from the snow
Needed to make some more sales and that’s all that we know
And if we keep our environment strong than it can grow
Melancholy, to watch a place let itself go
Was it all for show? I think sometimes the Gods test
But at least we can progress and then measure success
Endeavor nonetheless, it’s for the best
See the Ollie Twist logo at the top of the crest
Sunlight, moonlit, the curve of the Earth
Always making the efforts, like going to church
An essential secret is to know what you’re worth
And every day is never too late for a rebirth
1,2
Since ’82
1,2
Since ’82
Say my name