Atiim Chenizra

Atiim Chenizra

BandR&BSoul

Eclectic and filled with energy, Atiim enraptures an audience with what he calls Hopadelic Rock N' Soul. Live musik that packs a punch with a dance, his band Dragon Spit 22 is the culmination of his life's work.

Biography

Atiim became inspired by an eclectic range of music very early, and began to write lyrics and perform at the age of 14. Over the years he's found his writing style and voice performing live hip hop, and next doing support vocals and writing for other artists.
In 2004, Atiim had the honor of becoming the lead singer for and afro-cuban named Shotwell 25, and began perfecting his sound as a singer. A year later he concurrently started another band to begin working out more of his creative ideas.
Since 2004, Atiim has sought to educate himself about the dynamics of live music, and today, after working with many musicians, he has created Dragon Spit 22.
Dragon Spit 22 gives the full range of what Atiim is capable of doing as a writer, and a vocalist. This band displays elements of Rock, hip hop, funk, soul, R&B, and spoken word.
If a term had to be placed on the music Atiim writes and performs with DS22, it would have to be as eclectic as the sound; Hopadelic, Rock n' Soul.

Lyrics

In Pursuit of Happiness...

Written By: Atiim Chenzira

In Pursuit of Happiness…

Chorus:

In pursuit of happiness…, So nobodies home.

They’re outside on a corner doing right from a wrong…

Counting every single second like it might be their last…

Looking up, but it doesn’t trickle down that fast.

In pursuit of happiness…, So nobodies home.

Everybody’s looking for it, so they’re all in the zone;

looking for chrome, and lavish thangs’, a picket fence American Dream.

(with) Schemes and plots, but it hangs on string.

And “they” dangle it in front of you on a stick with a bet…

If you really want it baby you gon’ have to go fetch…

In pursuit of happiness, so nobodies home.

Their outside on a corner doing right from a wrong.

Verse: 1

I’m looking for a trap door, Maybe I can climb outside.

There’s no peace to what I’m feeling when I’m dealing with pride.

I’m shackled to debt

And waiting for a chance to rise.

I’m feeling pain and my brains got a glitch inside.

How the hell do I make ends meet,

When it takes money to make money?

Y'all, I got to eat.

In over my head…

Trying to make my dreams come true.

My ladies ready to leave

=Now= what should I do?

I’ve been raised in fucked environments

Where the tumble weeds blow

Where a vice is the only grip to life that we know.

People lose their minds daily trying to feed their kids

And kids try to find a way up out this shiiit.

Living in a ditch

Trying to get rich

By any means that pay.

Man the whole world is stuck that way.

Well, Fuck that way

The globe is addicted to the glamour and glitz.

So I’m in the studio trying push out hits.

In this web that was woven just for me and you

It’s a shame, but I gotta’ do what I got do

And it’s true...

I’m a slave to the dolla’ bill too.

So I’m a wade in the water till the day that I’m through.

Chorus: 1x

Verse: 2

Waiting for a better day's tiresome!

People Hold On!

Fingertips hanging on a cliff got to be strong.

If God don’t save ya’, then who will?

Have faith for a little bit of time to kill.

When the world turns everybody burns a bit.

Some greater than others

And that’s all, that’s it.

Being content is hard as hell

When you’re watching everybody else live on high.

Asking God for a piece of the pie?

I’ve been plagued with American Dreams.

Low self-esteem

In a city where the cash is king.

Arguments fill the air in my neighborhood.

Everybody struggles hard for a piece of the wood.

Some folks I know have more than they need

Try getting it on their own for their sanity.

Families keep a tight grip on all they do

So they’d rather be broke just like me and you.

On the streets people pass by riding on chrome,

while I walk to the bus stop trying to get home.

If I look at my life through the eyes of greed,

Envy all of the people who have more than me

I would never have a heaven in the life I live.

So I got to keep my focus with the heart of a kid.

Chorus: 1x

Verse: 3

Thomas Jefferson said life and liberty too,

But how does that mix

With the thing we pursue?

In a maze trying to find a better way to live.

Like a dog chasing it’s tail

But when does it give?

Dealing with overseers,

Egotistical men.

Paying chump change for the back I break and I bend.

Only giving up the minimum to people who work.

So a corner jobs tempting even though its in dirt.

It’s a shame,

How this game got us living a lie.

I aspire to live higher

And do more than get by.

So I have to keep two jobs to make it ahead,

Cause’ a man can’t live on only water and bread.

If I want to have material and lavish things

Midnight candles burn and the crickets sing.

Two suns pass by like the days don’t end,

For apiece of the pie, I’m gon’ do it again.

I won’t pretend that I don’t want money to spare

If I had it, I could be almost anywhere

Living life with my liberty and doing my thing.

Happiness is equivalent to freedom’s ring.
Happiness isn’t money it’s what money provides

Some come from the green, but still aren’t satisfied.

In somebody else’s pocket

Under control and stress

So they’d rather flap or fall to leave duress.

Most don’t really have it, even though it may seem…

Credit cards make em’ slave to their brand new things.

Some don’t front they only deal with boulevard cream

And the street life liberty is their daily routine.

Gamblers take chances with the shake of roll

Hookers hook for a buck on the midnight stroll

Players play the field looking for an ‘okey-doak’

And the rest get caught up for a hit of the blow.

Some wait for the opportunity to come

Others chase their goals until their days are done

Round the clock at the bottom of this pyramid.

Living life in pursuit, that’s just the way that it is.

On a routine slaves wake up to the sun,

Working from 9-5 and then 6 to o

Sexy Silhouette

Written By: Atiim Chenzira

Holding the image…
Beating hearts and persperationz.
The act of making rain…
Sheets are soaked in our creationz.
Soundz of liberationz…
Tentions are at ease.
I wanna’ fill you up with love…
Anyway I please.
Take no time to second guess…
This moment happens once.
Cease the situation gently gurl have some fun.

Let go!
Now we can…
Fly high!
If you don’t then…
Why cry?
Inside… Inside… Inside.

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
The laughs and talks I reminisce…
Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this….
Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

Simple impressions of images created kiss…
Tender eruptions of passions quoted from your lips…
Holding the image of beating hearts and persperations…
The act of making rain…
Sheets are soaked in our creationz…

Let go!
Now we can…
Fly high!
If you don’t then…
Why cry?
Inside… Inside… Inside.

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
The laughs and talks I reminisce…
Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this….
Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

I know…
Somewhere we can…
Go now…
Somewhere we can…
Both smile…
Inside and out…
Inside and out…
Inside and out…
Inside and out…

I want to slam it like a basket-ball
Get up inside and slide like waterfalls
Gushing.
Pushing through a crack in a damn
Tumbling.
Fumbling like the ball in your hands.
Touch down with a dance at the end of run.
If you got it replay it till the game is done.
Pause.
Hold for the light to change.
Tell me if tastes like a candy cane.
Can I handle the merchandise?
Squeeze you like I’m trying get the starch out of rice.
Tell me if my microphones on to blow…
The car needs to warm up baby so we must move slowly.
Let’s go to the moon in our rocket ship…
I just want to take a trip…
Maybe we can gitty up buck if you need to scream…
Let’s do that damn thang…

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
The laughs and talks I reminisce…
Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this….
Kiss your lips and rub your hips…
Massage your back and feet like this…

Sexy Silhouttes and silky sweat from being wet…
Heated passion, fourplay, kiss…
I touch myself and reminisce

Deception

Written By: Atiim Chenzira

Deception
Performed by Dragon Spit 22

Conga and bass intro build.

Verse 1:
People can't explain what they don't know, so a story's made up instead.
Lost in the middle of a lie and a truth, and it comes right out of their head.
Now you did this, and you did that, and the fib slowly unfolds.
Must sound good, but that story's a shame, cause it ain't one that you told.

Guitar, conga, and bass.

Chorus A1:
Stories about you that ain't from you...
is what we call perception.
And if they all believe what they receive...
that's what we call deception.

Chorus B1: (1/2 time)
Stories about you...
that ain't from you...
Is what we ca-all...
perception...
And if they all believe
what they receive...
that's what we ca -all....
De - cep - tion, yeah, yeah yeah.

Verse 2:
Now a one sided story, as the characters mix, only say what one observes...
So define all the pieces for a full review, one letter, word after word.
But it takes too long cause the people keep it movin'.
Mom and dad gotta' lot to provide...
So a short cutted stories gonna' do for the moment, so the story takes off and flies.

Organ, guitar, keys, and bass climax.

Chorus
A2:
B2: 1/2 time

Instrumental Solos

Verse 3:
People wanna hear...
A little story with no proof.
Don't have to be substantiated...
It's a like that's called the truth.
Verified, and clarified,
it's on the up and Up/ it goes...
But the short cut is assumption,
and this is how the story unfolds.

Chorus
B3:

End

Discography

Atiim Chenzira has featured his writing and vocal skills on a few great albums (5N'Dime; Bekka's Frogland Orchestra; Lotus; and Divasonic) and has released two albums.

1. Lotus, from San Bernadino, CA. on his debut self titled album "LOTUS" (1997).
2. "The Classic" by 5N'Dime (2005).
3. Debut solo album, is titled "In Pursuit of Happiness", (2007).
4. Divasonic's album "Changing Wind" (2007)
5. Bekka's Frogland Orchestra's Debut album "Electric Lilypad" (2007).
6. "Can of Wormz" written and performed by Divasonic and Atiim Chenzira (2009).
7. Dragon Spit 22 Vol. 1 (set for release in December 2009)

Set List

Dragon Spit 22
~Rock, Hip Hop, Funk, R&B, and Soul.

Deception
Sweet Dew Lovin'
Freedom
California Livin'
All that I got'
Life in the Sunshine
Funk wit'chu'
Time iz money.
In Pursuit of Happiness...
Miss Me.
1 Pen, One Pad, A minute...
Aspirationz of higher livin'
Rewrite, Redo, Rehearse.
2 Getha'
What'z Up!?
He'z Uh Hatah'
Come On!
That Damn Thang.
Life in time
etc...

Dragon Spit 22: (the band)
~Rock, Soul, Funk, Blues

Deception
Far Away...
Sweet Dew Lovin'
Sexy Silhouettes
Step By Step
Hey Yah' Hey Yo'
California Livin'
Standing Tree
Your Sunrise
Watah'
Keep Movin'
Funk Wit'chu'
Boom Bap
etc...