The Homeless Man
uploaded: Wed, Sep 25, 2024 @ 11:29 AM last modified: Wed, Sep 25, 2024 @ 11:43 AM (add)
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So there’s multiple stories that go into the creation of this song… let’s start with the Wu-Tang associate Warcloud, who was the original inspiration for this song. So I buy licensed acapellas from Anno Domini Nation among other things… recently Chino XL passed away so Canibus and a few other artists including Pete Rock, Warcloud and Killah Priest threw down some pellas for a fund raiser. Warcloud’s pella… didn’t rhyme and rambled. Rambled hard. The original has not debuted on streaming yet. (This version will too by the end of October) It went from talking about aliens to gigantopithicus to ancient history and none of it made any sense… I mean it was totally on beat but still… I know it was for a good cause but… reminded me of a drug induced rant. So the original verse made me think of my time being homeless and other people including my ex-wife who I’ve met who were. Now, the lyrics do mention meth, I personally have never had any interactions. But it’s a part of homeless right now so I spoke on everything. But living in my car? Done that. I only caught the light side of homelessness. It ain’t fun out there. Oh wait there’s more… so the acapella that starts before mine is a rambling mess. Several months ago OpenAI’s chatGPT was having a severe data problem and spit out gibberish. My friend Eric Other saved some of it for me… he didn’t really want credit but I always credit… and I have my AI voice “SorryDave” read it. I wasn’t sure how to use it. Now it’s used LOL. Because I could not put Warcloud’s acapella on CCMixter for licensing reasons, nor let y’all use it. I considered using another CCMixter’s contribution… even if an old unused one… but I felt some would find it insulting. So here we go. ————————- What what did he say? I can’t understand it He sounds like he came from a distant planet God damn it, the frequency unjam it Scan for a meaning a beachcomber magnet A dragnet, collecting thoughts that inhabit The scrambled brains of the silly rabbit A bandit, takes what’s granted run the gamut So stagnate doing drugs unhealthy habit ————- The homeless man, doing what he can Doing his best but he’s already damned This poor man, is livin out his car Stays In the city center nothing is far He might have a job but he sleeps like a slob Parked in the lot his bed has no knobs Disturbed by the cops, sometimes sleep stops re-park just hops further up the block Babbling on the corner like a preacher on a box Bounced out the halfway house needs detox Spends all this time searching for meth rocks told to kick rocks the black sheep of the flock Ain’t it bizarre, disaster’s not distant Homelessness awaits if you’re not persistent You’re not resistant, miss some payments New tenants, (hahah) your replacements —————- What what did he say? I can’t understand it He sounds like he came from a distant planet God damn it, the frequency unjam it Scan for a meaning a beachcomber magnet A dragnet, collecting thoughts that inhabit The scrambled brains of the silly rabbit A bandit, takes what’s granted run the gamut So stagnate doing drugs unhealthy habit ————- The shelter system also makes victims Run with rhythms of unhealthy prisons Seen through the prism, a dark rainbow glistens Drug use runs rampant because no on listens We are all trapped inside capitalism Understand it’s a homicidal organism The chasm it’s often left unfathomed Unexamined not imagined it happens Class warfare is hardly fair Unless you get the guillotine and go right there Call me Charles-Henri Sanson Run up to the doors and burn down the mansion Whoever knew arson was a federal crime Locked inside a padded room instead of doing time But I’m chained confined inside of my mind A bind trapped inside walls I cannot climb —————- What what did he say? I can’t understand it He sounds like he came from a distant planet God damn it, the frequency unjam it Scan for a meaning a beachcomber magnet A dragnet, collecting thoughts that inhabit The scrambled brains of the silly rabbit A bandit, takes what’s granted run the gamut So stagnate doing drugs unhealthy habit
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The Homeless Man
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