Chorus written and sung by Erin Oliviera
Rap written and performed by Joe Conscious
***THIS PAGE HAS ADULT CONTENT*** My poetry and hip hop have deep, meaningful, thought provoking, message driven lyrics of revolutionary truth, consciousness, unconditional love and pride!!!! Contact me for booking, purchasing or fan mail: joeconscious1111@gmail.com
Been practicing acting that I'm a good loser, funny how cliche the abused becomes the abuser, enormously handling life poorly, feeding the feeling of poor me, wasting so much energy, fighting the frenemy envy/jealousy, it sucks and is fucked up, how most lgbtqa don't know real friendship community or love, my experience isn't the norm, always been an outsider trying to conform, out of sheer loneliness, wish I could cure fear and phoniness, I'm an old school genuine gentleman, humbly both sexy and intelligent, just not everybody's cup of tea, lost my self respect living to people please, forgetting I too am valuable and worthy, I'm terrified y'all want to hurt me, claiming I'm one of those white privileged gays, here to just steal and appropriate, like one race owns hip hop culture, I ain't a snake shark or vulture, but I do love Mariah Pac and Lauryn Hill, absolutely will stand on my talent passion and skill, I don't want to do anything else, music's therapeutic soothing and really helps, in fact it saves my life each and every day, go look up "Everything Is Everything" "Unconditional Love" and "There's Got To Be A Way"!
"Living my best life lately, only thing yall love is to hate me, bunch of fake wanna be gs, only one I gotta make believe's me, don't let my insecurities drive my need to people please, since sometimes I don't love or even like my own damn self, I at least admit and ask for help, can u, cuz look at urself in the damn mirror dude, a hopeful romantic fool, give everyone the benefit of the doubt, earned my merits well respected and got clout, just not popularity, and the explanation why is a miscarriage of clarity, where's my fucking pity party/charity, most hide truth and pain behind sarcasm anger or hilarity, my knowledge wisdom and vocabulary's actually intelligently crafted nastily, in actuality I've masterfully made my music to transcend academically/scholastically, despite many still laugh at me and my rap dreams, but who are u to judge me when u aren't what u project urself to be or genuinely seem, definitely not on my team, and ur nock off of a monet mirage facade is sure running out of steam, consider urself officially read/seen...so go mic drop dead...BET!"
-MCJC/The Poet
"I don't mean for my genuineness to be so abrasive...yes I'm both sassy and salacious...gracious and humble...often fumble stumble and tumble...but always get up again...quite the fierce stoner friend...loyal af...believe we make our own luck...depending on what u put out...communication ain't understood better cuz u scream and shout...trying to focus on the now...we teach peeps the disrespect we'll allow...Pac said don't ask my why but how...the answer is I don't know...I try to remember ur never too old to learn and grow tho"
"Fuck the human hamster wheel...my life's masterpiece ain't no damn photocopy...it may be similar...influenced by mi familia...but there's only one me...who I dont feel free to be...due to societal pressure...u bet ya...I'm defined by the superficial surface...stereotypes hurt us...does equality even exist...when the battle rap diss and gangsta shit gets more clicks...seems the games rigged/fixed...y'all can suck it just not this dick...fuck it I'm out...I ain't about the bout...my music is all love...so shut up and take 2 puffs...tho while u light...pass me the mic"
Beyond the screens...in the hot spotlights on stage...everything ain't always what it seems...but what if manifesting dreams doesn't come with age
Gaze behind the smile...deep under the skin...there is a beautiful genuine talented wild kind soul within
I hope someday y'all can see me
Maybe then I have a real chance of being heard and appreciated truly
I'm not the best...far from perfect...but I deserve respect and a shot
After all these years I still haven't figured out what I want...but I know what I bring to the table and what I've got
It's just a damn shame I feel like there isn't even a seat
Maybe I'm a spoiled whiny brat...living too safe and comfortably
I'll be taking a break...some time away to regroup reinspire and start writing some new material that's reflectively lyrical
Alots happened in the past bunch of years...I'm done with anxiety and depressive fears
I promise myself I'll try harder for me and for true love and passion...instead of empty words expressing hurt I'm gonna pick myself up and take action
Call me MC JC the adult contemporary hip hop artist, I'm out here working the hardest, to show the acronym R.A.P game how to grow the flow the fuck up, show me some thug love for my spiritually soulfully lyrically divine hug, that'll give ur heart strings a lil tug with all the feels, where are my genuine gentlemen keeping it 100% real, my rhymes aren't ghost written nor stolen, I don't act whack all cocky and swollen, I'm the chozen one, this isn't for the fortune fame or just for fun, I ain't no get my money then run and done, I promise I want my music to last forever, I simply hope to unify coasts together and make the culture better!
I'm crying commercializing conscious hip hop, cuz I can't stop won't stop til it's pop, and on radio mainstream, cuz unafraid poc women and gays gained green, along with enough power to pusuade male white privileged straights to unify forming the ultimate dream tagteam, affecting real deal exponentially existential change, in inpirationally reparational ways, bettering ourselves for the greater good every single father fucking day by day, if good things take time it'll take a lifelong journey to be epically legendary labelled exceptionally great, some of y'all keep consuming disengenous talentless fakes, please don't portray or just say ur eyes wide awake, open up ur hearts minds souls and ears, stop living instilling unfulfilling competition weaponizing divisive fears, dare to take care empathetically learning to share, especially the wealth, it's not weak to be vulnerable enough to shed a tear or ask for help, show the example of thug love, as Gangster's putting down guns given a brother rocking another color a hug, we all fam and need to understand it takes a village, no one should ever feel it's ok to rob cheat kill or pillage, prospering locking doors once they thru and get ahead, I'd rather build bridges that'll last long after I'm dead, realizing I'm a one of a kind original magical unicorn, but in an unsteriotypical nonconformist masculine acting hidden f*ggot form, using that rap platform as a voice for a new generational high vibrational norm, forcing people to see beyond the superficial illusionary surface, no human is less than or worthless, let's make nature more equal, I truly have hope and faith it's never too late nor unbelievable, to conceive reasonable and achievable, eradicating hate hunger poverty discrimination and other forces of evil!
What if this is really as good as it gets, yes I should stay humble grateful and blessed, but I feel like everything I am was all inherited, being masculine white I've already doubly benefited, I don't face much outward hate or oppression, my sexuality is not my identity so that facts irrelevant, I'm not too proud to admit I'm insecure as fuck, i chalk any success up to cconsistent talent passion and drive over luck, yet I still haven't made a dent in this hip hip industry, I guess nobody wants to make a financial commitment with me, that's ok tho yo cuz I believe in myself, I've been brave enough to ask for help, faced endless rejection, relying heavily on familial protection, probably too much, but I still got the guts, to pack up my car with all my stuff, to go after and discover my one true unconditional love, music, my life's infused with it, it's my purpose, just cuz labels don't see I'm marketable or profitable doesn't mean I'm worthless, me myself and I along with my rhymes have value, I rap and sing everyday since my soul simply has to, the one thing I ask of u, take off the mask dude, show the world who u r, bare ur broken heart, spit more bars, but of substance not superfluous superficial surface stranger shit like sports weather women or cars, y'all can't stand me, if u can't understand deep, it's inherent in the name, spreading consciousness ain't no fame game, I'm looking to make some real genuine change, am I the only one concerned the future's balance still hangs?!?
Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
4/22/21
At what point do we blame consumerism and take accountability, its ironically silly how y'all keep repeatedly demeaning queens dismissing/diminishing personal responsibility, do we lack the ability to not live vengeful rich bitch narcissistic/vindictively, like most of these whack commercial ass illegitimately milli vanilli, wanna be gangster rappers who simply lack tact ingenuity and integrity genuinely willy nilly, why can't we all act ethically empathetically both socially and civically/civilly b...it's fucking obnoxious...time for y'all to get conscious!
Peace and 1,
Joe Conscious
4/20/2021
"It's fitting the world weeps tears of parting's sweet sorrow, and such a loss is a reminder we aren't promised tomorrow, without ur smile's presence life seems dull and hollow, it's important to grieve but not to wallow, after the gray skies clear a rainbow will surely follow"
I'll bring wraps, when I come back with raps, to put some cum on ur back, it dont matter I'm not black, racisms straight whack, and while we're at it enough of this anti gay crap, I'm gonna lyrically bitch slap that ass, too pacifist to pack a gat, and not gangsta enough to bust a cap, and I'm bringing that conscious hip hop we lack, in fact, put my music on blast, while u take a cab, or a blunted hotbox high ride lap, which happens to be my ghetto studio lab, and then not give me mad props love respect daps and dabs, while I simply smile and give y'all a lil giggly laugh!