Archemedez

Archemedez

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My music appeals to true original Hip Hop Heads and is similar in style and lyrical content to groups/artists like Dead Prez, Wu Tang Clan, Cypress Hill, Tupac, Lupe Fiasco, Kanye West, and Bone Thugs, etc. My music deals with themes of social injustice, and appeals to Gen X- yes were still here!

Biography

Y’all ain’t ready for Archemedez a.ka. The Wyte Owll! He was born with the rage of the world in his veins. An unmasker of those that would deceive, with tracks like Y’all Ain’t Ready”, “F*$k the World” and MAAT, he artfully and poetically says what no one else has the courage to say. He is currently working on his debut album "The Premeditated Mayhem: Sedition" which should be completed in 2008. He is a lyricist/songwriter, composer, producer, and engineer that records and publishes his own sound recordings. He wrote, arranged, composed, engineered, and recorded "Y'all Ain't Ready", and most of the other tracks on his upcoming album. He is a brilliant talent that is appreciated by true Hip Hop fans the world over. If you miss real Hip Hop with lyrical style that you can feel way down in your soul, you’ll love Archemedez The Wyte Owll.

Lyrics

Y'all Ain't Ready

Written By: Archemedez TWO

Y'all Aint Ready
By: Archemedez_The Wyte Owll

Verse 1

Death'll creep right up on you, keep on talkin'
They aint gone be able to recover you
Cross the border cross the ocean findin' partz o' you
Cuz takin' losses to costly and I cant help it how ya wife and daughter want me
Itz the dub the y the t the e, o dub double l,
Raised in theze Atlanta streetz, but itz kinda hard to tell
The I'm rollin' in this J_A_G, X_J_6, 9_7 with the wood and leatha' bitch.
Time to glisten time to hit it rich, I hear you scwalkin',
The blood drippin'll make a bitch cry, keep em' talkin'
I got 99 methodz to make a snitch die, too much gossip
Pick your coffin, I'll legalize put me in the oval office
The Wyte Owll for president, The Wyte Owll aint hesitant
Militant, hellbent to prove the scripture readz I'm heaven sent
Several sinz of several men that let the devil in
And said they'd never give, till the groundz we walk be hell again.

Hook

Y'all Aint Ready, This boy bout to change the game
Itz The Wyte Owll from Cali to Maine
Str8 out the A

Verse 2

You can say what the fuck you wanna say
But sooner or later yo' ass'll get snatched up out the state
See at 6 and 10, ya body on the front page
I wanna see ya still talkin' shit when they're pumpin out ya fuckin' veinz
I wanna see theze lil' kidz stop lookin' up to theze fuckin' lamez
No fuckin' brainz no common sense, what happened to the game?
Money for livin' money for spendin' shit itz all the same,
Money religion money repentance bitch you know my name.
The truth remainz... buried up under the fuckin' dirt
How long we gotta keep hittin' em' till it'll fuckin' hurt
We need some fuckin' work, keep it tucked under ya lucky shirt,
Say the fuckin' word let the clip disperse and drop 60 virginz into your fuckin' herse.

Hook (Repeatz)

Verse 3

Too many still chasin' gold, Too many take checkz for soulz
And too many thinkin' that they're the greatest cuz their record sold
Too many bobble-headz bobbin' keep slobbin', lock and load
Too many copz turn to robbin' when too many blockz are sold
Still too many corrupt. kill too many we' fucked
Shit they'll lock the whole block up house to house "open up"
Open season on yo' kneez and leave ya chokin', bleedin'
Slow your breathin', hopin' demonz and angelz'll quote the reasonz
Too many don't know the truth, Too many won't show they do
Too many on the nightly newz got us all lookin' like Goddamned foolz
Follow the Goddamned rulez or you'll be Goddamned Too
And like 2pacalypse prosody be the Goddamned truth.

Hook (Repeatz)

F*$k The World

Written By: Archemedez TWO

Fuck The World
By: Archemedez_The Wyte Owll

Hook:

Fuck the world and all y'all in it
Ya Ig'nant this shit aint over till' it's finished
From the islandz to the streetz and the mothafuckin' prisonz
Be insistin' you a victim o' mine,
With your mind blown spinnin' feelin'
Fuck the world and all y'all in it
I'm ahead o' my time by a minute
Tell em' pop it pour some liquor for dyin' cuz timez endin'
Put some smoke in your chest and ride,
Till' this mafucka finished feel me.

Verse 1

Before you step out the flamez, you gotta go through the burnin'
Secure the burden of the hurt and learnin' early...
We really was'nt worthy of his mercy
Said I should'nt have let the churchez coerse me,
And the worst of the worst is whatz gone save and turn me
Said I basterdized hiz wordz and name but still reasured me
Said "capitolize off fear and shame" dollar signz, tearz and pain
All o' timez yearz to reign but could'nt decide to take the blame.
And it never crossed our mindz to break the chainz,
At our rightful place the rifle aimz, when nightfall breakz,
Believe they're out there listenin', gone make em' pay
No matter how the oddz stack up against em'
Keep blamin' it on the system, keep blamin' it on the victim,
Keep takin' this shit they're givin' us as a substitute for livin'
Keep dependin' on a leader that profitz from us in prison
And lendin' the meager just enough to not uprise and end it.
Defendin' our right o' passage enlight o' the masses that hid it
To keep us timid, pretendin' 3% was all we were gettin'
Spite of all that was written, we all fall from the forbidden
We all fall from the decendantz of theze crooked kingz and
Filthy fuckin' pillagin' immigrantz meanin'
None o' us are truly fuckin' innocent.

Hook (Repeatz)

Verse 2

Standin' in the middle o' the darkness of the graveyard
Smokin' and quotin' poetz and ceremonial masterz
Devotion with notionz that lyricizm in commercializm
Forbidden and hidden for to long
And now the religion of independantz be strong
Thinkin' your controllin' your image and business
2 wrong, make a right o' passage for these savagez
Laughin' in the aftermath, 2pacalyptic encrypted
Welcome the bloodbath. Want what you want but
You gone have what they want you to have.
Itz a trap on every corner cuz they want it to last
They want us to blast, They want our blood
Boiling in that Georgia sun, good to gone and run,
You aint the only one, that lost their only son,
You aint the only one to tote a fuckin' gun, and
You damn sure aint the only one to go for murder 1
Called conspiracy theorist #1, cuz my vocalz weigh a ton.

Hook (Repeatz)

Maat

Written By: Archemedez TWO

Maat
By: Archemedez_The_Wyte_Owll

Hook

What can we do...
to change,,, these thangz???

Verse 1

To turn the truth loose'll be the end of this existance that we're livin' in
They say stay limited, keep givin' in
Be in the ground where they want us to end up in
But instinct say "you better finish it", no matter what the cost
Don't mention it, All that waz lost, don't mention it,
The revolverz tossed, don' t mention it, the prophetz false don't mention it
The law waz involved, don't mention it, the truth of it all,
The media know the world aint the place they pretend it is
World war panicing but keep sendin' em' in,
Went and left the Lord stranded but keep begging hiz men,
Now whatz to defend? We went to their land and said whatz
Best for us is whatz best for them. We oppress the men and impress the women
Arrest the kidz and create the sentence, and uhh, build the senate and uhh,
Expand the prisonz, pour out some liquor for their first democratic convention.
They got us prayin' with our handz closed, nothin' to eat, on the street in the
Goddamned cold and if God made man equal, how the rich and 1% keepin' that
Control? Well it started with the thievez of the soulz of the land and the love
And the men and the cropz they stole, end up on hiz kneez full of pain by the treez
In the rain watch him bleed as the Maat takez hold, Said
End up on hiz kneez full of pain by the treez
In the rain watch him bleed as the Maat takez hold,

Hook (Repeatz)

Verse 2

I waz born with the rage of world in my veinz and
The more thingz change, man the more thangz change.
Shit aint the same, hooo'z to blame when your locked in your house?
With the windowz boarded up to keep the soldierz out,
Sit and imagin all the shit they never told us about
Be a marter before you believe they ever sold us out
Aint got the heart to stand before the chief and call him out
Need to drag him to the 13th and hold em' out
Let the breeze hit hiz face, the blood rush to hiz head
Recoup the feez from the faith of all the innocent dead and
Let him see face to face how the truth really RED
With the tearz, sweat, thatz what keep him the head
Of this state of emergency, state of murder eternally
State of fuck the nativez, fuck the lawz, and fuck if you heard of me
State of fuck if you worship me, could care less if you work or eat
State of fuck repentance, release his anklez, set the world afree.

Hook (Repeatz)

Discography

Y'all Ain't Ready
F*$k The World
MAAT

Set List

Y'all Ain't Ready
F*$k The World
MAAT