Symphony, of an introverted oddity.
Modest me, even though there's no way that they're stopping me
Topping me. Human Torch, orchestrate my creed, no Michael B.
Perpetual orphan: will never be son'd by these..
Carbon copies surfing for the current wave.
Bipolar legend predating my early grave.
The beauty of the beast is how he never sleeps. Life expectancy, shorter than most. Ghosting bullshit to go coast to coast. 619 when I kick my flows. Still a mysterio, what's the scenario? Focused and honing my craft till the world got me on every stereo. Wanted this at 15, 7 years later can't let it go. Membrane more unchained than your average geek, but you wouldn't know until you asked,
Less grimm than Ben when I pen my path.
Calm like a bomb: let the track explode in the aftermath.
Hypersexual, shakey handles, I love it though.
My vices love to dismantle my focus, so I'm close... to a breakdown.
Reprieve all I need to dedicate the clock to future, locked at University.
Biding my seconds, but every day is another lesson. Still ain't learned to be on time. Still ain't got the code to solve the rubix cube for women. Not successful enough for you? But I always paced my hourglass, and all this faith in golden days the only shit that saved my ass. Know my love for this will never cease. With a heart this big of course you want a piece.
Life full of contradictions: Women wanting gentleman while fixated on savages, and men wanting strong women without appreciating resilience.
In a world where she's constantly oppressed; while her body and blunt-rolling skills got you impressed.
Ethan Hunt mindset: change ain't impossible. Repetition, skip the set tripping: you flexing for show. My homies with me through the rope-a-dope, till our last episode, like the Wayans Bros.
Big sis, my second mom. How great she is, I hope she knows. Mama, I love ya. Thanks for guiding me through the obstacles, and knowing I'mma be great cause my light is, unstoppable. Not an expert on expressing my love, so music the only way. Barking at the moon: Iwasborn for this crazy train.
Lord! Forgive me for all the vices I entertain.
I pray one day all the pain is champagne.
Less grim than Ben when I pen my path.
Calm like a bomb: let the track explode in the aftermath.
No stepbacks unless my shot has met its match.
Handsome, funny, thoughts in a spiral, the perfect catch.
Tribulations a ring of fire for Johnny's cash. [2x]
"It is in my power to keep this soul of mine free from any vice or passion, or any other disturbance at all.
But seeing as things for what they are, I can treat them on their merits,"
Truly
credits
from For Lost Time,
track released January 10, 2018
Prod. Poetic Killa
Arte Magnus is defining his version of Neo-Soul by blending rhythmic word-flow with both contemporary and 90s hip-hop
influences, with a hint of influence from prog metal and R&B.
He is inspiring audiences to be better friends, better lovers, better parents—better people. Music is a lifeforce. He is expressing raw emotion, finding the words to connect with listeners around the world. ...more
