scribble me this

Audrey + Just Friends Cover - Francis Arevalo and Mark Perez

LYRICS: 
Uh, even my minor mistakes felt like major fails
These degrees of the damage from my dating ails
Went from numberin’ gals on a rating scale
blunderin’ over numbers, getting dumber bout the way I feel
Hard to fare when every girl seems to pale
In comparison, but when we pair, I’m prepared to fail
‘barassin’, and barrellin’ through the thickest ale
heart on my sleeve, I’m wearin’ thin, so to no avail
men are bearin’ these, tellin of their tales
So when males can’t deliver, mixin’ messages like losin’ mail,
That Dime in mind might as well be a dame in jail,
damsel in this dress trouble tremblin’ behind her veil.
despite cha diamond fine lines that cut your tail
The pressures on and you make me feel cold as hell
Can’t be the other half, can’t breathe as well
When you’re in.. with your ex, to fall for you is hard as hail.

So I’m lookin’ for a carmen san diego,
Type to keep me on my toes, keep it en fuego
Part audrey and monroe, gotta speak argot
Who talks slow in convos to speed up my heart flow
..who can chill a bit…and just lay low
..While we dream a lot…and watch the days go
Just have your body baby, like pharoah
Then when we wrap it up, then we could catch a metro
Or expo, subway, dependin’ on where we go,
To flyin’ on an aero, and find some land to explo’
This love’ll explode, never feel the same so
You’ll shine like day-glo, but daily, whatever yo
Scared to bail, but mistakes that we’ve cared to know’s
All we need to pass time, could be spendin’ play dough
Some old souls sole goals, sweet tone memos
Maybe you’re the one, let me know why I should say so  

A little something from this guy, that guy, and myself. Merry Christmas!

expo-lines:

Merry Christmas from FAM!

Lyrics:

Francis

Oh hello Missus, I’m glad that you came here,
Come in for Christmas, and out of that rain, dear
Man, this is FAM, You know that we’re rockin’ it
Knock your stockin’s off, get you hotter than chocolate
Hook you up with those Christmas festivities,
Get you feeling good, get down like chimineys
I’m concerned bout your presence and the present
Got you smiling and haven’t even gotten to the presents 

Aki

Time to get cozy, get a blanket and then sit
Put ‘em couple mallows in a bath of chocolate
Let ‘em soak in, in their dip, then get ‘em with a sip
While you pop a bunch of kernels and then flicker on a clip
It’s fine if you’re alone, be glad you got a home
But if you really can’t, you already know my phone
That is far from wrong, we can do some poems
Screw ‘em Christmas tunes, you’re my favorite song.

FAM Cypher #2 - Magic Touch

This has been a long time coming, but here’s my entry to FAM’s latest cypher! 

Lyrics:

magic with these jam sessions, kin to who yugi is 
armed with magic sleeves, these tricks reach their wrists
on their knees meek, got prestige of the illusionists
i’m dop-er, like i’m pot-ter, these muggles ain’t used to this
character carries harry’s, and i’m so very 
magic johnson way i balled, all three who deemed me harry
uh…watch us slyther in, subtle when we’re (w)rappin’ ‘em
all have the same cards, but it’s FAM who’s got the gathering

look down upon ‘em whacks, like their magic’s black
us real magicians call ‘em out like magic jack
genius lampin’ like aladdin, like kazaam and shaq
orlando ‘92, but they’ll never get the magic back
got it locked up, full of ki, ether
in this game, only green i got is a magic meter
wordplay on cursive, poison so potent
peep, way i spell spells, it’s poetry in potion

Footnotes:

magic with these jam sessions, kin to who yugi is 
(magic jammer)

armed with magic sleeves, these tricks reach their wrists 
(armed + sleeves, “tricks of the sleeve” + suicide)

on their knees meek, got prestige of the illusionists
(the prestige + the illusionist)

i’m dop-er, like i’m pot-ter, these muggles ain’t used to this
(if someone runs, then they are a runner; if some one dopes, then they’re a doper haha)

character carries harry’s, and i’m so very 
(harry houdini and harry potter)

magic johnson way i balled, all three who deemed me harry
(magic johnson the LA laker basketball player is now “bald,” and along with the aforementioned two, called me “hairy”)

uh…watch us slyther in, subtle when we’re (w)rappin’ ‘em
(slytherin, snakes, wrapping)

all have the same cards, but it’s FAM who’s got the gathering
(magic the gathering)

look down upon ‘em whacks, like their magic’s black
(black magic was looked down upon)

us real magicians call ‘em out like magic jack
(magic jack telephone connection)

genius lampin’ like aladdin, like kazaam and shaq
(genies in lamps; shaq starred as a genie in the movie Kazaam)

orlando ‘92, but they’ll never get the magic back
(shaq brought the orlando magic to the nba finals, but never won a 
championship. then he left, and never returned)

got it locked up, full of ki, ether
(lock + key)

in this game, only green i got is a magic meter
(green magic meters in video games to charge energy, such as “ki”)

wordplay on cursive, poison so potent
(cursive = curses)

peep, way i spell spells, it’s poetry in potion
(words are like spells; twist on poetry in motion)

ratskines:

im here in San Diego with family. we werent goin out or anything and the internet wasnt working, so i thot id try cookin up a beat since i havent done that in a while. i didnt really expect to make anything but it turned out better than i thot it would, so i threw in some bars too:

Sit between them palm trees,
It’s breezy while i palm trees,
Breathing that green,
Got me calmer than the dawn sea.
Lay back on the beach,
With em hunnies within arms reach,
Got em all in awe when they saw me,
Cuz im charming.
Yup Yup, thats kinda how it goes.
I’m California dreamin,
But in real life it’s a no
Yeah im smilin’over here,
But i’m feelin far from home.
Even though im miles away,
Please, hold me close.

i miss vancouver..

(and yeah i just woke up in that picture)

Francis Arevalo + Aki Elvambuena + Mark Perez = FAM + “Why I Write”

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Cypher Time! Tag @RATSKINEs

Call me ryu when i rhyme dude, butter smooth 

uppercut punchlines like I write hooks to strike you, 

running laps, rapping paragraphs, round these cats, 

you keep it short like haiku, i’d do

poetic jiujitsu if you come thru, 

some fools pursuin’ what i’m doing,

so i lock em in my view, and start shootin’ hadoukens

getting down, push forward, punch these squares easily

get these whacks off like miyagi has been teaching me

listen to my inner sensei, ignore them say them do

popeye on my spinach, saiyan on my sensu

i’m sayin’ i bean strong, it seems wrong hatin’

mouth’s so sharp seems that im gameshark playin’

i dont try to force, ganondorf, and i’m on another level, mario

you aren’t me so, better 

step off with your nonsense, junk and non-sequiturs

answer these questionable rappers, i’m testing ya