APhillyated

APhillyated

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AP boasts extensive musical training, witty and sophisticated lyrical attacks, street and academic intelligence, and acute awareness of domestic and international affairs. All of these elements can be heard as they strive to expose the harsh realities and grave injustices of the modern world.

Biography

APhillyated (AP) was formed in January 2004 by Philadelphia natives Michael Wallace Berger (The Rapscallion (RS), Luke Smith (Intelloquent (IQ), Aly Mifa Solot, and Christopher Wiederman (The Cook), who is featured on select songs. The first group effort, “Shittin’ On The Government”, was recorded in March of 2004. “Shittin’,” featured the soulfully angelic vocals of Aly Mifa Solot on the chorus and the exuberant politically charged raps of The Rapscallion and his childhood best friend Intelloquent. The song won second place in the Philadelphia Songwriter’s Project’s Political Songs Contest, which was inspired by the 2004 Presidential Election. Although they did not win the grand prize of free studio time, the track earned AP an invitation to perform at the Philly Songwriter’s Project November 2004 local artist showcase where they shared the stage with the internationally acclaimed Ursula Rucker and other local favorites including Mutlu. APhillyated had arrived.
As of January 2007, in addition to hours of recorded freestyles, APhillyated boasts a diverse song catalog which addresses an array of issues including domestic violence, divorce, state corruption, the systemic oppression of minorities and the perpetual cycle of poverty it creates, the criminal justice system, and of course three defining aspects of their generation: love, partying, and the struggle to sustain by any means. At the core of the rising APhillyated Empire is their extensive formal musical and academic training, witty and sophisticated lyrical attacks, street and academic intelligence, and acute awareness of domestic and international affairs. All of these elements can be heard as they strive to expose the harsh realities and grave social injustices of the modern world. APhillyated stands poised to make a serious dent in the status quo of the music industry and the world abroad.

Lyrics

215th

Written By: APhillyated

Chorus:
we spit crack like the liberty bell in the two-one-fifth/ we split crack and be fillin' the L in the two-one-fifth/ if you wrapping them phillies not dutches then you a dumb shit/ and if you're rappin in Philly can't touch us you don't want this/

Verse 1 (RS)
Born and raised in Philly's Northwest Territory/ learned to say there's two sides to every story/ saw the worst and the best, the Hurse and the Lex/ dudes running full speed with a purse that's snatched/ lullabied by the sounds of bursting gats/ and sirens ringin' people screamin' all I heard was that/ Dad almost became another murder stat/ held up at knife point Moms a nervous wreck/ my little sister witnessed it and was hurt and vexed/ young mind twisted and thought for certain she was next/ so we had to move from Germantown out further to the west/ where no guns pop and doors unlocked are they deserving what they get?/ in Chestnut Hill they blessed but still they think they working for they check/ come to the hood and get your steel where cats get murdered for they check/ or go to court and catch an F Moms heard the verdict and she wept/ if it's lost before the start then how much further can we get?

Chorus

Verse 2 (IQ)
I'm tired of comparisons of societal variance/ indescribable arrogance in their minds it's disparaging/ so it's time for the sharing of what's the truth, an unveiling/ here comes the proof I'm comparing the life of you and your parents/ to that of one who is faring much better or worse/ if you're poor you catch a stray and end up dead in a herse/ I refuse to believe that anyone is better at birth/ before we take another step we gotta settle this first/ if the focus of society is to level the turf/ why it's prisons packed with blacks man it's the devil at work/ I love the city come to philly where there's brotherly love/ except for the occasional error that slips under the glove/ or when cops knock cats on the block for crumbling bud/ but sir I gotta get high before I come to the club!

Chorus

Verse 3 (IQ)
I'm rapping for the city of pretzels, blunts and cheesesteaks/ where Cassidy, Chris, Neef B Siegal and Free stay/ where if you can't afford it you gotta get it the free way/ and cats put on they backs real rap it happens each day/ I earned the crown in Germantown there's nothing you can teach me/ and I'm always in the hood so if you want it you can reach me/ or in the studio with NPD making shit look easy/ when it's time we gonna blow we gon be bigger than a beach be...
RS:
In Philly the have nots live so close to the haves/ that the dudes on the bottom on the blocks with the Macs/ can smell the tires burning from the upper class whippin' jags/ but they never see those shits because they're not driven past/ when the wealthy don't give a fuck dog yo they're not given jack to the hood/ and most that made it don't even give shit back to the hood/ so they left with society's fuckin' scraps in the hood/ why you wonder why we whallin' n pushin' packs in the hood?

Let It Go

Written By: APhillyated

Chorus (Aly Mifa Solot + IQ) 2X
let it go, baby, let it go
I look into your eyes and I know you wanna cry/ 'cause you're broken down inside but it's over don't ask why/
let it go...

Verse 1 (RS)
September '79 it all started/ my parent's marriage that would perish and end broken hearted/ by nine five no dry eyes so cry cry ask why why/ but no one knows the answer to this question that's the hardest/ divorce took it's course my childhood made a corpse/ like a murder victim slashed and stashed in the garbage/ family crumbled into ruins like the 9-11 targets/ so what the fuck happened to death do us part shit/ only ten year old but I had to be the strongest/ heroic stoic pain and fear couldn't show it/ like an army sergeant I just kept it all in/ in tears sincere Daddy made it clear/ that to keep us all together he tried his hardest/ but he was no match for destiny wins regardless/ both us sobbing pain throbbing he made a promise/"Michael it's not you and Erika who have caused this"/ I wanted nothing more than to be the one who resolved it/ but there was nothing to be done it was a task impossible/ pain colossal new world strange and hostile/ a year later Mommy's words baby stop you've got to...

Chorus 2X

Verse 2 (IQ)
these young hearts are fragile and these love darts are agile/ sometimes this winding river becomes hard to paddle/ you want off this bucking bronco but you want to guard the saddle/ because someone else'll hop on and it's kinda hard to handle/ you're caught you're tangled you start to strangle this parts the gamble/ but there's plenty left to pull when your heartstring dangle/ light's shining not bright, but somehow caught the angle/ and it refracts inside the prism of my heart that's mangled/ so I decide I gotta leave her like her hearts a sandle/ that I walk all over so she toss a handful/ of sand into my eyes untill I lost my handle/ and I'll always get it back but the cost's substantial/ put plainly I was a slate clean but learning lessons ain't free/ every love taints me like a brush paints/ me in colors you can't see they stain me permanent marks but I remain free/ be sure to read the whole label before you take me/ domesticate me, maybe, but you could never tame me/ so if that's what your aim be don' try to claim me/ because it's only I who has the strength it takes to change me (let it go!)

Chorus 2X

Honor

Written By: APhillyated

Chorus (RS + Aly Mifa Solot): Part 1
if we come together then you know they can't stop us/ we can make it better fuck the crooks that is coppers/ I gotta make some cheddar be a suitable father/ so my seed can grow to roll alone and do it with honor/
Part 2
do what you wanna but do it with honor/ know matter what you gotta do you gotta do it with honor/ do what you wanna, but do it with honor/ stop, look, and listen 'cause the truth is upon us/

Verse 1 (IQ)
things happen in these streets that takes honor to do/ you know it's honor to me and it's honor to you/ but society would never call it honorable/ 'cause it's a different line of view and that's why crime is in full/ we're constituents only known for the nine that we pull/ that's why I wrote this verse because it's time for the wool/ to come off of our eyes 'cause we're assigned what to do/ lyrical tanks for these walls and so we're driving them through/ feds in suit and ties are shooting guys in swarms like fruit and flies/ system's polluting minds in class through student eyes/ it's difficult to follow rules defined by moving lines/ the agenda stays the same they just got a new disguise/ we build ships to rule the seas and jet planes to rule the skies/ but the people got a voice so it's the streets that rule the minds/ but if we don't move in time we'll lose the right for who decides/ APhillyated with a plan mother fucker do or die/

Chorus Parts 1 + 2

Verse 2 (RS)
I get the dance floor jumping like kangaroos/ aint no ifs ands or buts when they bang this dude/ I'm a spit damager and I came to fuel/ your fire of desire till it makes your crew/ perspire their attire like it rained on you/ I aspire to inspire a nation to/ rise up in the face of Satan's troops/ in the end we all meeting at the gates of Zeus/ so why we can't erase all the racist views/it's ignorance at the base of these flagrant fueds/and at night who you think we all praying to?/religion made division but it's all the same in truth/ small differences separate us all/ so please don't wait 'till it's too late for our/ generation, so let's the end the hatin'/ and realize we all children of the greatest God

Chorus Parts 1 + 2

Choices

Written By: APhillyated

v1 IQ
Katie's pops was a boozer a loser and an abuser/ used to watch her mom get hit down and stick around and that confused her/ why'd this intelligent woman choose to let him use her/ shoulda knew to pack up sooner take katie and call a mover/ but mom knew he’d try to trace her location and file a case for probation/ his lyin' face on the stand smiling and placin' his hand/ the bible disgraced from this man, who'll lie to take what he can/ so sunglasses hide her face 'cause ones actions decide her fate/ so with no cash to buy a place hope that she'll last and try to wait/ ride the wave of her violent mate/ back and forth on this tide of hate/ she's living a nightmare living it night and day but she's wide awake/

Chorus (Aly Mifa Solot):
Change is strange and I don’t want to take it no more/the game’s the same and I don’t wan to fake it no more/you can say what I want I still love who I must/in this long winding road of my life

v2 IQ
tears splashed as years passed, down her face she's down to wait/ but no time to wait can compensate for a relationship that he dominates/ her life's a barreling train with no clear path around to take/ she never learns every turns a near crash from round to straight/ it's a heavy burden to steer past your down to make a change but can't control it like gears smashed/ when every word is heated the emotions tend to seer fast/ no milk money, somehow plenty of beer cash/ portray stereotypes that's made based upon sheer class/ but the poverty doesn't bother me it's the poor quality her father be probably oughta be childhood robbery/ grab, smack, and shove marks from his hands grow purple/ so you can have back your love he's a man with no virtues/ these circumstances soul-search you it's not worth the chance that he will hurt you pursue a plan with no circle/ it's taken a life full of abuse to break the cycle and come true the blatant stifle of the truth proof she had to slip loose of the noose/ katie'd had her buttons pressed so she up and left/ 'cause it's nothing left no more luck to test/ she gave her mom a hug she pressed/ strong embrace she'd miss her dearly, but for Kate it's what was best/ escape fresh slate can't wait for what comes next...what comes next/

Chorus 2X

AP Opera

Written By: APhillyated

Verse 1 IQ:
you know how we do when we up at CU/ when in passing we see you we got drinks and the trees too/ when we pass in a breeze new, we got tints you can't see through/ if you want a beef dude, I'll show you what a G do/ when people becoming evil its dangerous like kinevil/ we aiming just like a needle, we came in just like a sequel/ ya'll expected that, we'd come in with techs and gats/ and so I'm suggesting that ya'll go find ya texas hats/ shootout like we western cats I see you gotta hoody man I hope you got a vest in that/ if you're not runnin’ away, then you're going the wrong direction jack/ if ya life's on nasdaq then no you don't invest in that/ if ya thinkin' o' battlin' me man fuck that shit ya guessin' at/ 'cause it's odds that's stacked man you're going against the best in rap/ every time I bless the track every rhyming sessions crack/ I'll tell you why I'm stressing that 'cause dog it's nothing less than that/ pass the mic the rest's a wrap/

Chorus (Aly Mifa Solot and Kyle Collier)

Verse 2 RS:
I rip reckless displaying animal instinct/ this shit’s perfected I do damage to sixteens/ it’s a free lesson for these amateurs listening/ viciously aggressive with the stamina in me/ to literally lyrically be the man of the century/ unequivocally sick wit the lyrical tools and weaponry/ and when the bars start coming man they’re rushing in frenzies/ so I gotta figure ways to increase my pen speed/my shit’s deeper than black holes or crews rolling with ten jeeps/ ya not spitting that fire? Do not test me/ I spit brutally hot to prove I’m the best see/ fuck around and leave you in eternal darkness G/ I’m comin’ now to showcase my artistry/ and ear pressed to the speaker where you ought to be/ fearless when I’m speakin’ it’s the raw MC/ that’s here with ammo to destroy the weak

Chorus

Verse 3 IQ:
I have miracle powers of lyrical prowess/ if you hear it and doubt this you need to adjust the loudness/ there's nothing unclear about this it's easy to stay the proudest/ my talents they come in pounds you're grams not even ounces/ my limits are boundless, same for my crew if you surround us/ we'll show you where the four pound is so you can find where the ground is/ no brick and a string can drown this 'cause this is the king whose crown sits/ atop the lyrical mountains a spitting lyrical fountain!/
Verse 4 RS:
You wanna battle? You’re decision make the logical one/ cuz I’ll put you underground like Saddam on the run/ my raps shine brighter and get hotter than tropical sun/ while some rhyme writers get bothered cuz it’s possible to run/ from the truth but not to hide/so if you don’t got a gun to shoot then stop the lies/ bitch I’m killing you now call it homicide/ but you do it to yourself I aint got to try/
I aint, I aint got to try/AP RS we aint got to try c'mon...

Feelin' Right

Written By: APhillyated

Chorus:
Looking good feelin’ right/ doin what I feel tonight/you gon’ rock this shit when we drop this shit/ in the spot this shit is gonna pop this year/ twistin’ dubs gettin’ love from the club to the tub/ baby Ima hit that shit then I flip that shit/ yo my dick’s magic I got this mastered

Verse 1 IQ:
we get the whole place jumpin' with the low base bumpin'/ in a hoe face stuntin' 'till we blow haze blunts in/ this lyrical exhibition bout to showcase something/ haters respect this shit and so they don't say nothing/ poppin' bottles in the party and we won't waste nothin'/ actors staying fakin' spend they whole day frontin'/ catch the sexy ladies looking and I know they want it/ when you hear the beat drop then you know A comin'/ to the P we proceed to feed what they need/ these emcees that you see smoke weed and stay clean/ with the tees that's Miskeen fresh Ts beneath our jeans/ and a team that will lean ya team and make a scene/ so when you hear the chorus homeys crack a beer and pour it/ put your hands up if you for it ladies make your man enjoy it/ shake your ass a little more if you're a classy chick or whore/ it doesn't matter 'cause the floor is made for dancing nothin more/

Chorus

Verse 2 RS:
Ayo I run up on stage and I’m drunk as shit/ but it’s all good ya’ll know what the fuck this is/ A-P E-F and we came to get it poppin’/ wit the spittin’ that be gettin’ all the asses droppin’/ like competition or albums full of nothin’ but fake shit/ now listen cuz your mission is somethin’ basic/ all my people like a motherfucking Dutch and raise it/ and smoke that for a loved one that’s six feet layin’/ know that this could be our last day n’/ don’t hold back rock without reservations/ go talk to the chick if you catch her gazin’/ in your direction your erection will lead the way/ walk over not sober words come easily/ “I seen you ‘round it’s great to finally meet today”/it’s a game n’ the rule are perplexin’ but you need to play/ and step back just a moment and freeze the frame/ you want her body not her heart but you need the brain/ won’t know till after you hit it if she’s insane/ but fuck it grab that ass don’t be afraid/ pull her close to you now and just scream with me…
Bridge 2X
Grab your plastic cup and fill that bastard up/
Then grab an ass that’s plump n make her back it up/
Roll and pass that Dutch now you trashed and fucked/
Don’t be passive brah go ‘head and ask her yo

Chorus

Set List

We can play anywhere from a 3-10 song set or 12-50 minute set.

Our typical set is 25 minutes long and is as follows:

1) 215th 2) Honor 3) AP Opera 4) Choices 5) Feelin' Right 6) Let It Go

The other songs in our repertoire are "Shittin' On The Government", "Fuck Dat Homey", "Stay Up", "Breathe Now", "Brutally Hot", a group freestyle to any number of different instrumentals