Woke Dev Freestyle

[Dev]

Yo, this is this is the official track now:

Any beat makers out there who wsnt to work on this. I know the topics is hard and the beat should be too.

Gave it a shot: https://voca.ro/1aJlyBqqPMcL

https://voca.ro/16wxNAmyQhft

[Dev]

let the music speak for itself

[The Argonaut]

don't be mad but that was truly horrid

[The Argonaut]

you sound like Timothee Chalamet

[Dev]

damn. I know the topics are difficult by try and give it another listen. I was inspired by the new kendrick lamar which i think has some complicated themes.

[Ello Sailor]

Man's got bars.

[The Argonaut]

this is not better than soundgarden

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[verb_to_trust]

damn. I know the topics are difficult by try and give it another listen. I was inspired by the new kendrick lamar which i think has some complicated themes.

I legit think this is just as good if not better than at least half the new Kendrick Lamar

[Dev]

Who didn't know I could rap?

[Dev]

damn. I know the topics are difficult by try and give it another listen. I was inspired by the new kendrick lamar which i think has some complicated themes.

I legit think this is just as good if not better than at least half the new Kendrick Lamar

ty bro. That is my hero so this is basically the best compliment I could get.

[verb_to_trust]

damn. I know the topics are difficult by try and give it another listen. I was inspired by the new kendrick lamar which i think has some complicated themes.

I legit think this is just as good if not better than at least half the new Kendrick Lamar

ty bro. That is my hero so this is basically the best compliment I could get.

The best compliment you could get would be if epilogue likes it. Jury's still out on that one.

[Dev]

Any beat makers out there who wsnt to work on this. I know the topics is hard and the beat should be too.

[washing machine]

The beats are minimal as is, which really mirrors the content.

[BurtReynolds]

I thought it was very nice.

[wease]

Who didn't know I could rap?

[washing machine]

I'm still trying to fully wrestle with a lot of what's going on here. I can't say much of it makes me comfortable, but the match strike sample at the end was bold and I like it. Dev's making a real statement about how fire he thinks the track is. This thing may have legs after all.

Out of pain comes beauty, indeed.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Jorge]

Any beat makers out there who wsnt to work on this. I know the topics is hard and the beat should be too.

Gave it a shot: https://voca.ro/1aJlyBqqPMcL

[The Argonaut]

I'm still trying to fully wrestle with a lot of what's going on here. I can't say much of it makes me comfortable, but the match strike sample at the end was bold and I like it. Dev's making a real statement about how fire he thinks the track is. This thing may have legs after all.

Out of pain comes beauty, indeed.

The match strike at the end made me think maybe this wasn't really a freestyle? Could dev had written this down before rapping it?