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  • Sceltic - Scrolls (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Scrolls (W/Lyrics) Here it is! The shortly awaited song: Scrolls. This song is about the tale of Jesus and what he went through to give us our spiritual freedom. It's because of him that we even have a chance to make it to Paradise. Thank you Jesus, and Happy Birthday! Enjoy! Lyrics: Scrolls: By: Sceltic Instrumentals: The Experiment - Daniel Birch (Soundcloud). Verse 1: “It’s like the world always revolves around non repent and sinning. Not that many people care about the tiny children grinning. The only thing caressing their minds are drinking and spitting. They toss cruel jokes around, laugh and roll instead of sitting. It’s disgraceful to see their unreceptive, concrete shielded brains. They live life to dance hard; toss money, n’ make it rain. Especially today of all days, where we’re told to remain sane. Spread the joy of laughter n’ love; no not freakin’ neck sprains. You act so coy, allowing fights with girl and boy. They see you argue bout being broke; no money for toys. Can you see what you’ve inflicted? All of this noise?! They’ll grow up thinking its normal, like they don’t have a choice. It’s suppose to be Christmas, the day we jump around and cheer. The day that we’re happy that one another can be here. This day we lift our spirits up, and rejoice in the savior’s grace. Let anger, nail biting, arguments drop; dissipate!” Chorus: “Christmas time is here again; nope, no time for bad livin’. Let your brooding minds disappear; start forgivin’. Like Jesus would do, from Christians down to the Jews. Pass along your heated throng, your sound booms all day long. It’ll be the shifting gear, watch it pass from ear to ear. Stand tall; don’t let hate sear. Jesus doesn’t want to hear, The angry calls of hating souls. Back off you angry trolls. Just hear his calls now, listen to him read off the scrolls.” Verse 2: “Here’s what’s in store, don’t let your hearts go n’ snore. Smile and outstretch your arms; no time to be hardcore. His light will shine down, watch it heal every single sore. Let this immaculate day, change your life forevermore. He preached hard about sinning; he preached harder about love. He taught solely about forgiving; he moved past all the shoves. Through all the non believers; he knew that they were lost. He continued to teach the holy word, no matter the cost. Like a coin toss, he turned the famine to feast. Changed the lives of so many; he altered fury to peace. He brought sight to the spiritually weakened and blind. He taught the abused to turn their cheek and also to be kind. For that’s what he would do, no matter what things that they threw. He took the abuse moving on, and always pursued. His destiny was to save all of our sin filled souls. He was mocked whole heartedly, for seeking this goal.” Chorus: “Christmas time is here again; nope, no time for bad livin’. Let your brooding minds disappear; start forgivin’. Like Jesus would do, from Christians down to the Jews. Pass along your heated throng, your sound booms all day long. It’ll be the shifting gear, watch it pass from ear to ear. Stand tall; don’t let hate sear. Jesus doesn’t want to hear, The angry calls of hating souls. Back off you angry trolls. Just hear his calls now, listen to him read off the scrolls.” Verse 3: “The dreadful day did come, where he was open and exposed. He was brought in by the Romans, and stripped of all his clothes. Out in the open, they did beat him mercilessly. Causing him to bleed so bad, and always did he scream. But as they continued on with their blood lusting ambitions. Jesus lay there, he looked up for his father’s forgiveness. Even as they mocked him, with a thorn crown on his head. He walked, with cross in hand, and forced away all the dread. They brought him to an opening, and desecrated him more. They nailed his feet and hands down; they all laughed and roared. They were happy they finally caught what they thought was a liar. He was raised high up in the air, and then even higher. Before he died, he looked up and asked why he was forsaken. He then prayed hard, so the people’s souls won’t be taken. “Forgive them father, they know not what they do.” He deserves today and much more; it’s true!” Chorus: “Christmas time is here again; nope, no time for bad livin’. Let your brooding minds disappear; start forgivin’. Like Jesus would do, from Christians down to the Jews. Pass along your heated throng, your sound booms all day long. It’ll be the shifting gear, watch it pass from ear to ear. Stand tall; don’t let hate sear. Jesus doesn’t want to hear, The angry calls of hating souls. Back off you angry trolls. Just hear his calls now, listen to him read off his scrolls.”
    Sceltic91 00:05:01 544 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Barely Made (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Barely Made (W/Lyrics) This is a song I wrote about how my partnership through youtube doesn't pay out the way I hoped. It's also about greed and how Christmas has become somewhat corrupt. Lyrics: Barely Made: By: Sceltic Instrumentals: Retour En Arriere - (Ada Gio - Soundcloud) Chorus: “I’ve grown tired of being fuckin’ unemployed. Sitting near Christmas and unable to buy a toy. At least effectively to bring some holiday joy. So I’ll grow pissed off and let my fury deploy. Destroy all the hardships that plague my life. An instant incineration; boom, no more strife. It’s floating away acting all rotten and played. I’m getting peanuts here and there; I’m barely made.” Verse 1: “As I said before, peanuts go and hit my door. Fillin’ my wallet with cents so I don’t feel ignored. The partners, they say: “We pay without delay.” When secretly they lead me into despair and decay. I can’t find a job other than cappin’ shampoo. I’ve left too often, so now I’m screwed. Power tripping seems to always run that place. They give nothin’ but displeasure and bitter distaste. I left that place for the last fuckin’ time. After being pushed around by power hungry crimes. So now I’m stuck here, writing out these lyrics. Spittin’ them in the mic; I’m using my larynx. It’s an attempt at grasping what life has to offer. Instead of just existing, I want what I sought for. Just a piece of that spotlight so I can hear the fans. As they rock their heads to my fuckin’ list of jams!” Chorus: “I’ve grown tired of being fuckin’ unemployed. Sitting near Christmas and unable to buy a toy. At least effectively to bring some holiday joy. So I’ll grow pissed off and let my fury deploy. Destroy all the hardships that plague my life. An instant incineration; boom, no more strife. It’s floating away acting all rotten and played. I’m getting peanuts here and there; I’m barely made.” Verse 2: “I know that the holidays are about peace and love. With greed and anger laced behind nurture’s glove. Smiling and laughter seem to fill the empty void. But soon there after, envy comes up to destroy. Cause all the kids today want technological toys. From I-phones to I-pods and fuckin’ androids. It’s a steroid infested lust for financial investments. I can’t stress more that it’s humanity’s succession. We decline more into viral social infections, We’re losing touch with our emotional connections. What happened to the days of blissful tranquilities? Now it’s just days of unstoppable hostilities. People fight each other to rush and get good deals. Stomping over the faces with their shoes and heels. They murder each other to feel artificial compassion. Here we are, a world where love is now a subtraction.” Chorus: “I’ve grown tired of being fuckin’ unemployed. Sitting near Christmas and unable to buy a toy. At least effectively to bring some holiday joy. So I’ll grow pissed off and let my fury deploy. Destroy all the hardships that plague my life. An instant incineration; boom, no more strife. It’s floating away acting all rotten and played. I’m getting peanuts here and there; I’m barely made.” Verse 3: “So zig-zag, the kids don’t ever fuckin’ ever give back. Their minds are on technology; and that’s so whack. They need to be taught, yeah, a mental pimp slap. Take away their MP3’s, CD’s and fuckin’ I-Pads. Be honest though, I’m just as bad as them yo. I’m pissed off cause I can’t afford much; no. I prod and I pry, at an attempt to not be fried. I sit with depression festering deep inside my mind. I’m going on about how they’re always greedy. But take a look at me! I’m not any better ya see?! I’m here giving y’all my mother fuckin’ third degree. I’m not even fuckin’ swallowing the words that I preach! It’s time today, that I teach you and myself. To keep our greedy ways, stocked up on the shelf. For that day, we celebrate the birth of our savior, Jesus. That holy man’s love prospers and never ceases.” Chorus: “I’ve grown tired of being fuckin’ unemployed. Sitting near Christmas and unable to buy a toy. At least effectively to bring some holiday joy. So I’ll grow pissed off and let my fury deploy. Destroy all the hardships that plague my life. An instant incineration; boom, no more strife. It’s floating away acting all rotten and played. I’m getting peanuts here and there; I’m barely made.”
    Sceltic91 00:04:12 506 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Snappin' (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Snappin' (W/Lyrics) This song is another throwback to my inner "Psychotic", mind. It ties between insanity and how being socially awkward could potentially lead to it. Enjoy!
    Sceltic91 00:05:15 401 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Destiny's Song (3rd Birthday) (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Destiny's Song (3rd Birthday) (W/Lyrics) Here is a song dedicated to my niece: Destiny. She had her Birthday Party yesterday so I gave her this song. I didn't upload it until today because I wanted her to hear it first. :) Enjoy! Lyrics: Destiny’s Song (3rd Birthday): By: Sceltic Instrumentals: Twinkle Little Star - (Youtube) Sad One Love - (Altin Alti Hip Hop - Soundcloud). Intro: “Destiny you are my niece, You turn three, it’s so hard to see. That you’re aging so very fast, No engaging; time won’t last. This is your song; that I know. I won’t stop loving you so.” Verse 1: “I can’t believe how the times have flown. This year you’re three; my how you’ve grown. With your curly red hair, and lovable smile. I only wanna share you for a small while. You may not grasp what this really is. Or feel the time lapse; I got more to give. Seconds draw fast; I know not what to do. But hear me out; I’ll always love you. I want to be the Uncle that I always had. Someone who’s close, almost like a Dad. I want to be loved by you for all my years. When push comes to shove, you’ll always cheer. Decades will pass; you’ll know what I’ve done. To make this last, the caring weighs a ton. It’s your day Destiny, just have some fun. You’ll understand later, I promise hun.” Verse 2: “Right about now, your tiny eyes blink. Your little ears perk, as your brain does think. You may think I’m a jerk, or maybe I stink. You’ll appreciate it later, or so I think. Of course not now, you’re only three today. I want to announce, it’s your day to play. Enjoy the minutes; your in it to win it. Go run; play, this song will wait. You’ll be in my heart to my final date. I know you’ll be fine; look at your parents. They’re doing just right; never stop starin’. I wish I could give more; buy a whole store. But you’ll have my voice at a later date. Just make sure you listen, listen hard. To your parent’s word; always have heart. Help all around you; play that card.” Verse 3: “This song, though short, is from my soul. No need for retort, my only true goal, Is to see you resort to be resourceful. I’ll always care, and that is no bull. I keep this song, free of curses. Hear my throng; bounce to the verses. The waves of tunes, caressing your ears. Will guide you along through all your years. When I’m gone from this world, listen to this. You’re Destiny; a tiny girl that I’ll surely miss. Know that I will never stop my love, For when I’m gone, I’ll always watch from above.” Outro: “Destiny you are my niece, You turn three, it’s so hard to see. That you’re aging so very fast, No engaging; time won’t last. This is your song; that I know. I won’t stop loving you so.”
    Sceltic91 00:04:42 563 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Glass (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Glass (W/Lyrics) This is a song dedicated to not only the homeless but those who are dying from disease, cancer; anything. It's for all who need an ear to listen and for those who never received one; I'm here for you. Lyrics: Glass: By: Sceltic Instrumentals: Converted (Altin Alti - Soundcloud). Chorus: “It seems that they never see the light. How fuckin’ decayed must they feel tonight? They stand in sight; soldiers of the streets. I just might, stop then meet n’ greet. I want to help all those who starve. Those left with hearts all open and carved. They live together, all in a mass. Their spirits are shattered; broken like glass.” Verse 1: “Do you get sick of hearing this yet? You want to leave them cold and wet? What about the children, how much do you bet, That they’ll all die fore the sunshine sets? I fuckin’ hate seeing blood on their face, Begging and pleading; this world’s a disgrace. Their hearts race almost every fuckin’ day. Always misplaced; some dying by the bay. They fight so hard just to survive, We could give a shard of our good times. Extend an arm; help them off the road. Walk with them to a humble abode. I feel pain, when I see them hurt. Some bleed in vain, all over the dirt. We pass on by, with our own fuckin’ lives. We hear the cry, yet cast them aside.” Chorus: “It seems that they never see the light. How fuckin’ decayed must they feel tonight? They stand in sight; soldiers of the streets. I just might, stop then meet n’ greet. I want to help all those who starve. Those left with hearts all open and carved. They live together; all in a mass, Their spirits are shattered; broken like glass.” Verse 2: “Now what about those people with disease? Those in the hospital; the ones y’all tease? Some dying of infection; some with cancer. We deny the detection; never give an answer. It’s plastered all on the T.V. screen. South Park to Family Guy; it’s all obscene. As if these matters are a laughing joke. Can you laugh in their faces? Act all stoked? Or are you too choked to continue the joy? When these kids die, askin’ only for toys. Maybe some attention, instead of the agony. Begin your ascension; give a hug or three. They never wanted to die this way. They never asked for all the fuckin’ gray. Their lives are filled with such depression. They’re dying still, and y’all force suppression.” Chorus: “It seems that they never see the light. How fuckin’ decayed must they feel tonight? They stand in sight; soldiers of the streets. I just might, stop then meet n’ greet. I want to help all those who starve. Those left with hearts all open and carved. They live together; all in a mass, Their spirits are shattered; broken like glass.” Verse 3: “Here ya probably think, how are they alike? They have different brinks; two different pikes. I’m here to prove, that they are similar. Not much can soothe; they’re all grim for sure. My heart extends to so many plains. I want to help any person who feels this disdain. Assist those who’re dying; to ease their pain. Even the elderly; help them walk with their cane. Sure it sounds typical, for me to say this. But I want to be physical, so they don’t feel pissed. It’s easy to receive this emotional touch, When your life’s been stuck in this fuckin’ crutch. If life were a car; I’d pop this clutch. I’d drive down fast; even though it ain’t much. Just to see these people crack a smile. It’d make my heart and soul soar a mile.” Chorus: “It seems that they never see the light. How fuckin’ decayed must they feel tonight? They stand in sight; soldiers of the streets. I just might, stop then meet n’ greet. I want to help all those who starve. Those left with hearts all open and carved. They live together; all in a mass, Their spirits are shattered; broken like glass.” “That’s all I have to say.” “This is Sceltic.” “I’m here for you guys, just listen up.”
    Sceltic91 00:05:23 293 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Sarah's Song (Birthday) (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Sarah's Song (Birthday) (W/Lyrics) This song is dedicated to my older sister, Sarah. It was her 24th Birthday and I wanted to give something special to her. Here you are; Happy B-lated 24th Birthday Sarah! Lyrics: Sarah’s Song: By: Sceltic A.K.A. - Shannon Dedicated to: Sarah - (My sister, for her birthday). Instrumentals: Rise - (Ray Topal Soundcloud). Chorus: “I can’t believe a year flew by. Just last year you were wondering why? Why did time have to go so fast? Why couldn’t our times go and last? I’m here to apply comfort in a way. To prove we’re together; no apparent dismay. I want you to know that there’s no way, I’ll ever forget that it’s your birthday.” Verse 1: “We’ve had our times of sibling rivalry. Times I thought you were always stifling. You taunted me, like any sister would. Bossing me around and proving you could. But I do not want you to be misunderstood. I will never forget that you have some good. Your down to earth and that’s all fine. You’re raising a kid; you’ve done no crimes. The hours fly by mixing in with days. I can’t even sit back and say no way! Cause the reality is that the day has come. For your to age another year by one. Let’s just stay calm and enjoy the sun. Or if it’s raining, we’ll relocate the fun. No worries here, you’re just aging a ton. (You’re aging a ton).” Chorus: “I can’t believe a year flew by. Just last year you were wondering why? Why did time have to go so fast? Why couldn’t our times go and last? I’m here to apply comfort in a way. To prove we’re together; no apparent dismay. I want you to know that there’s no way, I’ll ever forget that it’s your birthday.” Verse 2: “Having a soul means having good heart. No doubt about it; you play the part. Not just you but young Joan too. This is your song Sarah, I just wanted to include. No ones screwed on this very date. In fact I can’t wait to eat the cake. Course that comes later, when we have a talk. There’s a message below, written in chalk. Your daughter, so cute; can’t forget the truth. She’ll be hitting three, bypassing two. You and James did an amazing job. I know I embarrass, so I shall stop. Not to cop all that you have done. Just pop off with words needed by some. It’s your birthday, now hear the strum, Of the background music; it ain’t that dumb.” Chorus: “I can’t believe a year flew by. Just last year you were wondering why? Why did time have to go so fast? Why couldn’t our times go and last? I’m here to apply comfort in a way. To prove we’re together; no apparent dismay. I want you to know that there’s no way, I’ll ever forget that it’s your birthday.” Verse 3: “I want a song without curse and grime. I can prove I’m in my lyrical prime. Back to you, sorry this happens all the time. Sometimes writing songs makes my brain fried. You’ve got what others would only dream of. A family who cares and a daughter who loves. She’s your everything, and that I can tell. She’s got a smile that’ll make any heart swell. You’re doing so good, minus bumps here and there. But we’ve all made mistakes; and that’s only fair. Before I bore you with this sappy poetry. I love you and I know you love me. You will have to wait, sit back and see. Just chill out; relax; count one two three. No way I sound mean; or lame and obscene. I am being discrete, now let’s all eat.” “Happy 24th Sarah.” “I hope for another good year ahead.”
    Sceltic91 00:04:19 386 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - See Your Fate (Original Song W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - See Your Fate (Original Song W/Lyrics) This is a song; perhaps about a girl I went out with, or maybe about girls that fall into this genre of relationships in general. It's annoying and I felt the need to write and rap it. The song was written a long while ago, but I finally got it recorded; enjoy! Lyrics: See Your Fate By: Sceltic Instrumentals: Revolution (Ray Topal - Soundcloud). Verse 1: “I’m pissed that I cannot pop these tunes off. Sometimes I want nothing more than to kill the time, Writing these rhymes that lay so sublime. I guess it goes like this. I can’t resist the opportunity For you to not miss, my sweet diss; you can’t take my musical fist. I wish I had a time where you’d see me in my prime. Perhaps the only sweet treat I’ll get to eat Is seeing you next to an empty seat. Tears in your eyes as you try to focus; Attempt to picture us, being on an empty bus. We’re holding hands, jammin’ to your list of bands. You don’t understand that this scar will never mend.” Chorus: “One day will come that you’ll realize These guys have no surprise. They’re always wearing their false disguise, Yet you go back and let them hurt you more. If you don’t leave the door, you’ll have a score in store In the future girl. I hope it’s not too late; it’ll make me hurl, to see your fate.” Verse 2: “I can’t get through to you; you refuse to choose my heart but rather be abused. He treats you like dirt, it hurts me to see you flirt when you Go back to him. There he goes, slappin’ you like he don’t care anymore. His hand prints lay emblazed on your face; A disgrace in both time and space. It’s time to erase his place in this world. No, not murder; we should consider what it’s like to be bitter. We should send him down, where he came from. How about a harsh flipped count? We’ll go pound for pound; round for round; he can’t even touch my sound.” Chorus: “One day will come that you’ll realize These guys have no surprise. They’re always wearing their false disguise, Yet you go back and let them hurt you more. If you don’t leave the door, you’ll have a score in store In the future girl. I hope it’s not too late; it’ll make me hurl, to see your fate.” Verse 3: “There you go, back to my front door. You pray I’ll open my heart and want you with me on the floor. Leave me now; it’s too late for apologies. You’ve ruined the imagery that I’ve seen in between Your mean backstabbing spree. I can’t take the pain; the gain is too much for me to retain. Out; get out of my life, you’re no future wife. You can’t do this again; can’t use that knife. Go back to the asshole, as he drills you whole; How his hate, his weight of slurred words are not straight. If he hits you, I’ll be true; I’ll shield you in my arms. Feel my embrace, I mean no harm. I’ll help you feel warm.” Chorus: “One day will come that you’ll realize These guys have no surprise. They’re always wearing their false disguise, Yet you go back and let them hurt you more. If you don’t leave the door, you’ll have a score in store In the future girl. I hope it’s not too late; it’ll make me hurl, to see your fate.” Verse 4: “I know the routine; you’ll feel all clean in the A.M. You’ll ask to leave and go back to him. He did this; never missed a chance to hurt you. I’m a good guy, but it can’t get through your skull. Sorry baby; you’re on your own. But I’ll have an open ear you can call and hear The words you hold most dear. We never know when, but someday we’ll meet again. Despite my attempts, I can’t shake your unkempt grasp. You claw, gnaw and gnash back into me with a gasp.” Chorus: “One day will come that you’ll realize These guys have no surprise. They’re always wearing their false disguise, Yet you go back and let them hurt you more. If you don’t leave the door, you’ll have a score in store In the future girl. I hope it’s not too late; it’ll make me hurl, to see your fate.” Ending: “You can kiss my ass!” “Fuckin’ bitch, I’m done with you!”
    Sceltic91 00:04:25 287 0 Downloads 0 Comments
  • Sceltic - Inner Demons (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Inner Demons (W/Lyrics) This is a song about the little demon inside all of us. There's redemption; there always is. Lyrics: Inner Demons By: Sceltic Chorus: “It seems daily, I fight my inner demons. They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’. Pinch me for I must be dreamin’! No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!” Verse 1: “Will I ever win? Will I ever get away? Is there never peace? Is it always this way? I try to run; I attempt to hide. But these demons have me on a hell of a ride. They keep chasin’ my ass, I won’t get closer until I’m under grass. Six feet in dirt, never to feel the hurt. For now I exert all I can muster. I try to shield myself from the cluster, Of fire breathin’ and claw diggin’ monsters. My mind constantly screams bloody murder. “SCELTIC, HOW COULD YOU GO DOWN ANY FURTHER?!” I don’t know; I’ve made shitty decisions. But haven’t we all in this lively collision? There’s not one person who made perfect decisions. Unlike circumcision; our soul’s aren’t in a perfect division. I’m just a guy who’s dreams are high; Who wants the world to see him fly. But my conscience ties me down, forcing me to drown, In all of my past; it goes to town. I’ll never be on my own; no chance to be alone. My life is set in stone; I can’t try to shift my soul’s tone.” Chorus: “It seems daily, I fight my inner demons. They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’. Pinch me for I must be dreamin’! No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!” Verse 2: “The subconscious has quite a way of spewin’ consequence. Makin’ you feel guilty without a positive chance. If you’ve done wrong; the demon’s will play their song. Chanting all along inside of your spiritual throng. The voices echoing inside your head; They all want you broke down and dead. The evil ones that is, for there are good ones too. Like the ones who teach you to stay strong and true. To never pursue demonic revenues. Or accept the hand of a forked tailed recruit. Remember there’s always another way to redemption. It is to look in your spirit and rise in suspension. To hover above the darkened cave below, And find a light in an open window. The shadow can not follow you in the illumination. No abomination can ever cross your threshold of patience. I hasten to not be complacent. I’ll give you my two cents so your brain can be vacant, Of evil thoughts or horrendous imagery. They will always fight though; always bark up your tree.” Chorus: “It seems daily, I fight my inner demons. They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’. Pinch me for I must be dreamin’! No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!” Verse 3: “The astronomical yet diabolical vile act of beguile, Is only too powerful; only held for a while. The only true way to escape the demons, To leave the steamin’ pits of fiery schemin’. Is to look up and pray for charity; For a shot at redemption; a holy prosperity. I’ll give you clarity of mind and peace from tyranny. The true irony is that we created this anarchy. By deciding to do the bad thing instead of the good. It now swallows us all; it’s disguised in a hood. Yes we may feel it still; I feel them every day. My mind wonders off; it starts floating away. And here I stay, on the Earth in the Demon’s Bay. As they tail us from birth to doomsday. You can free yourself of your pity and shame. You must heed my previous words and find who to blame. It is no one else but you and yourself, only when you take responsibly can you put the demons back up on the shelf. Find sanctuary; seek help. Be forgiven before they can’t even hear you yelp.” Chorus: “It seems daily, I fight my inner demons. They won’t stop taring, til my soul’s done screamin’. Pinch me for I must be dreamin’! No; I’m not! I’m still breathin’!”
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  • Sceltic - Local MC (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Local MC (W/Lyrics) It's about a guy who is trying to break into this business when most of the people around him listen to country in this town. Enjoy! Lyrics: Local MC: By: Sceltic Chorus: “I’m just a small town man, Tryin’ to produce songs any way I can. My plan is set in stone; I’m prepared to go. Blast myself off this land; my words are stow n’ flow. It’s what you get; what you see. Currently I’m a nobody; just a local MC.” Verse 1: “Words are but symbols; alphabetical actions. For one to be nimble, you must see all reactions. The traction of satisfaction lingers upon retraction. The only way to see a fraction of this extraction, Is by opening your mind with no contraction. The pact is irrelevant, just something to go by. Do you follow the sound or let it go awry? I’m a guy who never stops wondering, why? Why can’t my noise be heard on a global scale? Why am I unable to make a trail of endless record deals? Why is it not possible for me to achieve these wants? Is it because all you hating dip shits stand there and taunt? You always go on and on, flaunting your words. Thinking it’ll shoot me down; make me obscure. You’re unsure however, if it really does work. Your whole life goal is being a jerk. You have to find every problem; every quirk. I’m not tired of you though; it fuels me for sure. I’m not backing down; nope I never will. Like Eminem said, “Just take another pill.” Chorus: “I’m just a small town man, Tryin’ to produce songs any way I can. My plan is set in stone; I’m prepared to go. Blast myself off this land; my words are stow n’ flow. It’s what you get; what you see. Currently I’m a nobody; just a local MC.” Verse 2: “Y’all are telling me how bad I am at rap. I haven’t seen you perform yet, are your words crap? You’re unable to strap on the verbal traps needed to win. For it’s a sin to see my popularity and kin. All who follow me faithfully; they believe in me. They can see, a growing tree; with glee we are set free. Because of you guys n’ gals who chase me daily. You’ve helped me grow in popularity. My numbers keep shootin’ up; they grow by the dozen. You’re just some punk ass dude, your words are frozen. I’ve been chosin’ to trek this path, To climb the enormous mountain with only my fans and my staff. It’s justice I seek; for any and all to have their one moment. To be able to outshine the rest, and be rid of their torment. These phrases, they linger on your ears like a verbal gourmet. C’mon, let’s play, stay for a while; hold out your tray. Pay the fine for dissin’ me, or my fans will cut you down; fillet. Andale, andale; areba, areba. What’s the use for these phrases? I don’t know. It kind of fit, didn’t it though? I understand homes, you’re confused; it’s alright. You’re gonna lose, now go home and prepare for a fight. Because tonight is my night, I’ll dispose of my plight. My flight’s already booked, we’ll leave you in fright.” Chorus: “I’m just a small town man, Tryin’ to produce songs any way I can. My plan is set in stone; I’m prepared to go. Blast myself off this land; my words are stow n’ flow. It’s what you get; what you see. Currently I’m a nobody; just a local MC.” Verse 3: “The speed we need, we must read without greed. To succeed is my plea, hearin’ hate is my only fee. I have my degree, in smithing words you see? Flee, flee, before we stake our decree. Fly away, go astray, never come back to play. We’re waiting just beyond the bay. We’re weighed down each and every day. Come, follow in me my shadow’s wake. We’ll plaster this town with our name’s sake. To traipse, creep; tip-toe, shhh; they’re asleep. Silently we take the knife, cut the throats of strife. Crimson liquid pours hot; the water of life. I breath deep, we silenced the hating cripes. Though physically I wish no harm on any and all. I wish only to grow tall, and grab the ball. Fore this is my court now, you made the call. Just stand there and stall; we decided to run and not crawl. Baby steps mean nothing, we’re sprinting to something. The future is there, and I’ll leave ya to your thoughts. Next time be better at spitting, or you’re gonna get caught.”
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  • Sceltic - Spirit Falls (W/Lyrics)
    Sceltic - Spirit Falls (W/Lyrics) Enjoy! Spirit Falls By: Sceltic Chorus: “The selection rejection Is bad for the mental complexion. Might I add a suggestion? Please answer my question. Who says you get to make the call? What makes you decide destiny for us all? To make us wail or ball, Until our spirit falls.” Verse 1: “Has anyone felt the fire? The burning passion we call desire? Or even caught a tune from the choir? It’s an astounding feelin’. To have people who follow as you’re reelin’. They help you on your journey to a better place; Where they can’t burn me. No matter how much better I get, I still am hit with this shit. “We appreciate that you appreciate, But this ain’t something we want to contemplate.” The same words, I’ve always heard. My spirit’s cracked; broken for sure. But I can confess that the day will come, That they’ll regret givin’ me a downward thumb.” Chorus: “The selection rejection Is bad for the mental complexion. Might I add a suggestion? Please answer my question. Who says you make the call? What makes you decide destiny for us all? To make us wail or ball, Until our spirit falls.” Verse 2: “I just wish to say, that this isn’t the way. To force us artists into spiritual decay. To decide what’s right; what’s wrong. Our song ain’t ever to long. We just want a shot to prove we have a lot. A chance at a record slot. I do not wish to depart from this mall or my cart. I checked everywhere, But I’m unable to start. Do you even know about workflow? Or do you just go with your boss’ woes? This is the path I chose; to be a musical rose. Who’s not found stepped on by toes. No! I wont clean my nose! This rap game is dirty ya fuckin’ ho!” Chorus: “The selection rejection Is bad for the mental complexion. Might I add a suggestion? Please answer my question. Who says you make the call? What makes you decide destiny for us all? To make us wail or ball, Until our spirit falls.” Verse 3: “To every fan that I obtain. I promise to always make it rain. To make their faces drain, As they’re chained to our spittin’ gang. I wish only to hang out with the crowd. To be allowed to never bow down. I want to polish this town; make it world renown. I can’t seem to break these barriers, Because of some ass clown. Some big ol’ townie who thinks he’s high and mighty. Whoever they may be, I’ll give them the third degree. I won’t stop until they notice me. Not unless I can climb up their record tree. Or else given a seed to plant for myself. That’s all I ask. Do you think rejection's going to stop me from my goal? Not until I see the toll go up in the polls. When my name is across the states; Across the ocean grates. When others get a starting slate. Then and only then will you see our traits. It with words, the rest is up to fate.” Chorus: “The selection rejection Is bad for the mental complexion. Might I add a suggestion? Please answer my question. Who says you make the call? What makes you decide destiny for us all? To make us wail or ball, Until our spirit falls.”
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