Water (Unfiltered)

by Drematic & Y?Arcka

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A collaborative effort between recording artist Drematic and producer Y?Arcka, the first priority of Water is to present listeners with an essential piece of music. Just as the substance that inspired the project; the purpose, functionality and presentation of Water is rife with all of the complexities that are synonymous with being a citizen of the world. In short, water is humanity. Our hope is that the sounds, words, thoughts and interpretations expressed on this effort will leave you refreshed. Enjoy

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released October 5, 2011

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Drematic & Y?Arcka Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

A collaborative effort between recording artist Drematic and producer Y?Arcka, the first priority of Water is to present listeners with an essential piece of music. Just as the substance that inspired the project; the purpose, functionality and presentation of Water is rife with all of the complexities that are synonymous with being a citizen of the world. In short, water is humanity. ... more

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Track Name: The Source ft. Ibrahima Faye
The Source” featuring Ibrahima Faye
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly, I. Faye)

Intro (Ibrahima Faye)


Ndox mooy man (Water is me)
Ndox mooy yow (Water is you)
Mooy li saxal dund gi (It is the root of life)
Ci kaw suf (On this Earth)

Ndox mooy man (Water is me)
Ndox mooy yow (Water is you)
Mooy li saxal dund gi (It is the root of life)
Ci kaw suf (On this Earth)

Ndox monu taxa wax (It gives us speech)
Ndox monu taxa dox (It gives us strength)

There are those who need water
They wake up with the sun to walk miles and miles in the hot African sun

Baawnaan, danuy baawnaan (We pray for water)
Ngo xii ngox (Amen)


Now is the time, now is time to stand up
Now is the time to call for the rain
Let the trees grow, the grass rise

Baawnaan , danuy baawnaan (We pray for water)
Ngo xii ngox (Amen)

Verse

It all started on the river
Before black folks were called…
Damn, that’s a long time ago
Well that terms more recent
Than you may imagine
The Niger, Congo, Nile made it happen
The sources of civil livin’
Men and women
Existing
All in accordance to the rhythm
Their spirits must be livid
From all the monkey business
Ridiculous depicted
F**k D.W. Griffith
Black woman is the source of the birthing of nations
F**k what you heard
Peep the girth of my statements
Thick!
Well aware the connotations of it
Its time to go in
Ain’t no masturbation with it
‘Cuz you’re gonna need assistance
To feel what we’re coming with
Thick!
Like African lips, African hips
Outsiders still-
They infatuated by it
Sen- sational spit
Saturate mental fabrics
We the architects
How we get labeled as savage?
Throughout history
Of course we’ve been bred, born naked
Bought, sold, kept separate
Burnt, drowned, dissected
Whipped, lynched, infected
Labored, met with discredit
Now these labels pay us for diss records
But its deeper than-
Talkin’ bout the things we’ve been victim off
It’s complex, like that clear liquid that’s in my cup

Chorus:
They wanna know where it’s coming from
You already where it’s coming
They wanna know where we coming
You already where we coming from

They wanna know where it’s coming from
You already where it’s coming
They wanna know where we coming
You already where we coming from

Outro (Ibrahima Faye)

L’eau C’est moi (Water is me)
L’eau C’est toi (Water is you)
L’eau C’est la vie (Water is life)
L’eau C’est l’humanite (Water is humanity)


La agua es yo (Water is me)
La agua es tu (Water is you)
La agua es la vida (Water is life)
La agua es la humanidad (Water is humanity)
Track Name: Photosynthesis
“Photosynthesis”
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly)

You know its Dre, Y?Arcka
Take aim like archers
On point, s**t proper
Number one hip-hoppers
On a quest to spit knowledge
Same time get dollars
Take the tip out your ear
Now you’re listening clear
You’re vision’s impaired
Dawg you need to see what I see
Peep what I peep
Walk how I walk
Creep how I creep
Its takes special level of tender loving care
To prepare
All the beautiful thing we make you hear
Yea-ah!
Please believe that we in here!
Tryna snatch a belly full
Still keep it sincere
Brothers buss nuts, shed blood, drip tears
Without that life fluid, all yall prone to disappear
Water rap flow, yea you know
Most essential
Gotchya head bobbing of Arck instrumentals
Vicious down pours, street wars tryna drench you
(But) life preservation done soaked up my mentals
The pure, unadulterated
Minus pollutants
Untapped-
Spillin’ on drum tracks
Refined contribution
From a free spirit
Never claimed to kick deep lyrics
Just words from the heart
I’m submerged in the art
All alone
In my zone
Globe traveling
Aspiring for higher in a world unraveling
Replenishing the rap scene
Nothing but a dream plus a canteen
Fluid rhyme schemes never lack steam
Spittin’ hogwash? (Haha)
How silly does that seem?
Blame the Foundashawn
He’s the one provided me
A solid base sonically for microphone geology
Hoping you can rock with me
Rhythmic anthropology
Many tryna bottle the-
Intellectual property
This is my philosophy
Spill it no apology
Made the sacrifice
Yeah I kill it, you should honor me
You can see the God in me
Still it’s no theology
(‘Cuz I’m) Quick to say f**k that shit
Rappers is not f**kin’ with it
Yall cats is not f**kin’ with it
Rappers not f**kin’ with it
Only classical I spit
Dawg you not f**kin’ with it
Only vaginal I hit
No homophobe
‘Cuz you know hatred controls the globe
And we gotta drown all that
To make way for growth
Real simple shit
Breakin’ down photosynthesis
It’s a mixture which-
Comprise all existence, think!
Yall ever second guest the food we eat?
Or the clothes we wear?
Nothing can compare to the air we breath
Yall gotta know the Sun is where it all begun
‘Cuz you can put a gun in the hand of everyone
‘Round the globe
Blow, blow ‘til every cow come home
Still no way to compete
To the way he blaze heat
In the leaf
Is where carbon and oxygen meet
Glucose sugar sweet makes the cipher complete
Well, almost
Then you gotta factor in a large dose
Of water
‘Cuz without this, you’s a goner
This the recipe
go and flourish get your green up
Above all, turn this CD up (Yep)
This the recipe
go and flourish get your green up
Above all, turn this CD up (Yep)
Track Name: Sustenance
“Sustenance”
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly)

Verse 1

Cheers to you
The listener, for perusing through
This integral entry
Essential musical- profound s**t to poop- a- scoop
This for my people getting beat down and abused
From B-More up to G-Town Avenue
We need more
So we scheme for avenues
To make killings, stash winnings and to act a fool
Nocturnal moves
Take a snooze in the afternoon
Do the same thing
Gotta do what you gotta do
Gone a foreign but we never ever left the roots
And never do what these weak rap singers do
Black thought process
Mind state of ghetto youth
Is getting’ loot, eatin’ well, never dwell destitute

Chorus

Who you know that don’t need food fi eat?
Yeah my wife and my momma need food fi eat
D. Brown, Y?Arcka need food fi eat
That’s the way we justify what we do on beats

Yo who you know that don’t need food fi eat?
Femstar, Dalmar need food fi eat
Lil’ Z and Henry need food fi eat
That’s the way we justify what we do on beats
(We gotta get it)

It’s a blessing
The way I force-feed you life lessons
In a mic sesson
In these times of recession
You expected cut backs
But we yellin’ “F**k that”!
Where the guns at?
Mother F**ker, where the drugs at?
It’s ridiculous
Mr. Officer, you’re so inquisitive
Bunch of f**kin’’ animals
He wonder how we live like this
Steeped in madness
Porch monkeys cheefin’ grasses
Sand in hour glasses- slip away tease the anxious
Salivating on big thoughts
In the search for sustenance
Basics
Food, Water, Nourishment
Dealing in traps
React- Violently snap
Abandoned offspring chasing skins slow to adapt
To the ways of the beast
Blood thirsty, most savage
Pigs cry wolf, get wrapped in blankets
It’s tragic
When you’re tryna maintain in the food chain
Only the strongest remain

Chorus

Yo take your hat off
Wash your hands, It’s dinner time
In my apron
Slaving, serving, dishing rhymes
Full of protein
Healthy 16’s, antioxidants
If it makes green please believe rappers jockin’ it
I-
Balance positions like a dietician while I’m spitting
Materialism
Switch it with self-wisdom
They think the beat sickening
‘Course they gon’ dig in
Facts on the back you can peep the nutrition
It’s a tradition
Ode to the old school
Never looking back though-
They call it fresh produce
Soul food
For the mind- minus swine
‘Cuz its time
We left those shackles behind
But it’s hard
When the hunger pains are inherent
Seen so many starve
Dawg we gotta have it
Big dough status
A piece of the pie, bread, cake
Yo, you chose the batter
It don’t matter
Long as we got a platter

Sustenance
Never mind all the suffering

Sustenance
Never mind all the suffering

Essentials of living, man. That’s what we’re going for, man. F**k the bulls**t.


Chorus
Track Name: Sweat ft. Dim Dayz & Femstar
“Sweat” featuring Dim Dayz & Femstar
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly, F. Olatunji)

Chorus

Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat

Verse 1

You know it’s Dre, Y?Arcka take aim like archers
On point shit proper
It only get hotter
Palms moist
Indicative of the boil point
Fire from my ballpoint
Kills pollutants, my voice
Cleanse the bullshit
That these lames pumped up in the music
Makes maneuvers with little effort
While you moving reckless
Nothing but a technique sweater
DJ on the Technics, spin the record
While I knock out the box when the king come check it
Make a freak weak sprint to her hairdresser
European standards they make you feel lesser
But don’t fret ‘cuz w all dealing with the pressure
The trick is to always stay fresher
‘Cuz you know that mu’phukaz always gon’ test ya
But- you can never be complacent
Scared to say shit
One 3/5 in their documents
And now Barack is on top of shit

Chorus

Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat
Never make ‘em see you sweat
(Never ever) Make ‘em see you sweat

In the studio
Pen, pad, open page
Plus a tall glass just to take my thirst away
Ironic
I’m ‘posed to set shit ablaze
Fire in my heart tryna match what I say
Center stage, my thoughts go on display
Curtains they raise, spotlight, entertain
This the moment
Mic in my hand, yes I own
Please don’t oppose it
You gonna forfeit dawg
Vivid music
Spill drippin’ coolness
Perspire desire ‘cuz I really do this
But the trick is to keep suspense
Cuz I’m on point
Never will you see me sweat
In my zone your whole team get stretched
With finesse
Making power moves
Never shedding beads for less
Damn!
All the scrimmage playin’
Sittin’ waitin’
Beating buzzers winning the gaming is how we aiming
Afterwhich we get the Gatorade bath
But don’t sweat that
What’s life without making a splash
Making it last
Endurance
Hunger
The passion for mo’
The true test of a champion fo’ sho’

Chorus



Verse 3 (Femstar)

Never too cool to sweat but I'm too cool to sweat it
The sweat is automatically kinetically poetic
The visual aesthetic is the working man's credit
With your whole face back and the chest all wetted
When sweat is flowing good then work is getting better
and better and you can bet it's past the point where we can let up
That's the set-up how we set it up the style how it's threaded
The fashion of the passion we rockin’, it's how we get it
The whole overstanding it started with a blueprint
Ringin’ up the Young Architect for his two cents,
Shit it's more like 2 bil the bol's beats is too ill
It's how I catch the sickness with the quickness
Real deal business. co-signed with a mic check once, check twice
see that it's boomin in the left right
speakers just so when it's streaming through my soul
and it's coursing through my muscles all outta control
I can channel it and transmit it with no edit
The locals go loco over vocalist dynamics
The sweat is automatically kinetically poetic
Never too cool to sweat but I'm too cool to sweat it.
Track Name: High Tide
“High Tide”
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly)

Verse 1

When Arcka proceed with the rap beat
I exercise my right like seasoned athletes
To come correct
Magnify the reach of spoken rap speech
My flow a threat
Like the water on a boat that sprang leaks
So hold your breath
Be sure to pace ya’self, the s**t get mad deep
It’s Crazy!
Once music stole my heart she made it hard for us
‘Cuz she say she love me
But it’s hard to stay monogamous
Hangin’ out with dummies late at night
They all be tryna f**k
Women I’m so true to you
Tryna see you prosperous
It’s obvious!
That rappers nowadays they lack the competence
To keep it fresh
And still address the issues they condiments
My confidence!
Comes from kickin’ written like a novelist
Always provocative when I be processing my documents
Dawg your eyes are shut!
Expand your vision like binoculars
My records prosperous
And undisputed like stenographers
When engaging the populous
I maintain the way a prophet does
Hold on tight
And wait for yall to wise(n) up

Chorus

I see you watchin’
Lookin’ teary eyed
Rap is washed up
They said the s**t died
But when we hit the stage
The music come alive
You can feel the rush
They call it High Tide!
(Repeat)

Verse 2

Creep with me
Beneath the leagues
Depths, deepest seas
Past the crevices where cowards be scared to breath
This H.I.P.H.O.P.
How I Play
High Octane Poetry
You might capsize thinkin’ they can flow with me
Old school tactics on a rhythm like a rotary
Twisted tone patterns touchin’ numerals you hope to see
The vivid potency
Got ‘em squinting –Can’t believe
How we cook it in the stu
You can sniff the popery
Mr. Phillysophical
Got the youngsters quotin’ me
Onto bigger locales- link with homies overseas
S**t is on now
Monumental schemes
Architecture (Arckatecture)
Jersey’s finest got me layin’ down hard lectures
To bless ya
For many moons yall been waitin’
Groundbreakin’
INDI and the Foundashawn
High level styles yall can never down play it
Your best bet is to recline and replay it

Chorus

Verse 3

I’m goin’ in
Harpoon submarine status
Guillotine chop, quick to quarantine rappers
Wallowing in wackness
Never been the bull
Only spit that real shit
The genuine manure
Yes I said before
The flow plenty raw
Sewage type fluid it be sweating out my pores
When I release bullshit cease
I rock steady
No B-Boy, s**t is poppin’ like levees
I’m current
Dawg you know the mind state’s heavy
I’m current
Dawg you know the mind state’s heavy



Chorus
Track Name: Reign Delay
“Reign Delay”
(A. Pascoe, S. Kelly)

Verse 1

I don’t mean to be a bubble busser
A sunlight snatcher
A rain tarp slinger
Or bring harm to ya
Just came to drop a line
You know brainstorm
When others try to call it off you gotta play ball
Here’s an example
Just look what I did
I built a roster
My whole team slid
I had a choice, I could of shot the shit and sat around
But I chose different man-
Myself I had to rally round
More than a couple hits
Its time to bat around
And now I got the illest pitcher standing on the mound
Fresh up out the dug out
Never blew a save
A lot of players get bugged out when it’s time to win the game
‘Cuz it’s bigger than the business
Of match-ups, statistics
The talent you’re given, if passion is missing
A mere pastime
Well, that’s what this isn’t
Had to go extra innings
Just to see what it was hittin’ for
‘Cuz desire never shows up in the box score
But it separates an error from a double play
Infield hit, could’ve stopped half way
The hard luck player, from the hall-of-famer
It should make you sleep thinking how to step your game up
If not, then you probably took the easy way out
And you not gonna reach the spot you dreaming about
And I’m not gonna stop til’ you readin’ about
All the championship rings that I keep at my house

But you wouldn’t know about that dawg. Let me try to explain…

Chorus

Matic young Dre dawg
Artist of rap
Sound foundation
Arcka be that
When we drop skill, spill, water the track
Growthi n the music, resurgence is back
With no delay we continue to reign
Seasons they change, realness will remain
With no delay we continue to reign
Seasons they change, realness will remain
With no delay we continue to reign
Seasons they change, realness will remain

Verse 2

They wanna know will I manage
Dawg, ain’t no reason to doubt
Still rep my farm team during seasons of drought
This is business
Reason why I keep it so refreshed
My flow so refreshed
Taking bolder steps
On the base path
Moving according to signs
Not out of bounds, its fair down the line
To say my hustle brought us back from behind
Put ‘em on with the single
The squad know I-
Come with real black images
The R.B.I.’s
Driven home my position
Now forced to conclude
To win-
Play like there’s nothing to lose cuz-
Worst comes to worst
End of the day
They never showed up?...
Worst thing you can say about a teammate
In any arena
Certain principles are given
I guess some just didn’t get it
As a closer
I’ll leave you with a word about composer
Don’t anticipate defeat
Believe it’s over when it’s over
So let the games behind
Check for me in October

Chorus