The Winter Ep

by M.p.H

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1.
Winter Time 01:51
It's Winter time in tha sky, you can feel it in tha vibe/ Open season to smile, even when it's cold outside/ You cant TELL me you don't like curlin up by tha fire/ With tha dime who wanna be with tha guy in her sight/ Shit if you got snow, enjoy, cuz it ain't in my jurisdiction/ No fiction/ Im from Alabama where tha Summer is hittin/ Enjoy it while ya can, it's time to be a kid again/ You gotcher own opin-i-on, the reason why you feelin him/ Sit back, relax, ambush ya fuckin friend/ Get tha powder ready for what's gon be happ-en-in/ Walkin down tha street I got pegged an tried to fall/ My homeboy laughed "fucka I KNEW you like balls!" So we had a snow battle, guess we ALL won tha war/ Now even more we wish we could do tha shit some more/ Clownin on another boy, Laughin till we hit tha floor/ Until my girl an her sister came out their front door/ Talkin bout"cha'll NEED to chill OUT an go home"/ "What's wrong?"/ "You wrong. Go home"/ "If you an your sister wanna act like chicken heads/ I'll kill two birds with one stone"/ You heard where I'm from/ Who heard where you're from?/ Two nerds who ain't fun/ Got words & snake tongues/ Got birds to take one/ No nerves just fake ones/ Absurd & fake chums/ you herbs just play dumb/ Our work was slayed from/ their words & lame puns/ Obscured from fake guns/ reword from page one/ rework & make fun/ till curse's un-done/ two thirds will make crumbs/ one third gets cake from/ the person's bank on/ I could jus slay 'em/ But mercy makes fun/ And I made 38 sons, um/ I write the realest shit with or without a pencil/ So pay attention, this ain't just a fuckin intro/-
2.
Verse 1 I'm a giant, yeah tha new Goliath/ I'm a fool with tha writin', keep you losers cryin'/ If ya think I'm gassed up, add fuel to tha fire/ Leave ya crew like Pryor, I'm immune to tha fightin'/ I told my girl that I love her/ then I went and fucked her friend/ Its hard to learn from mistakes, but I won't do that shit again/ Never thought Id be that guy, So I put down all tha mirrors/ ironically, the only way to see more than me, roar!/ If ya feel me/ Make Beethoven hear me, make faith lovers believe me/ Make a psychopath feel me, make Aunt Bee see me/ With no bi-focus-in on my goals in business/ the menace with no gimmick makin' cynics wanna live it/ I'mma kill it/ Then pen it/ The ultimate way to get/ profit out tha maze of kids/ maybe then/ I'll play tha game/ Never lame/ Came in side to change the game/ Of life, I ain't talkin' bout tha music biz/ Stupid kids never knew that nobody really visits this/ Maybe mimic this for poker chips/ Hopin' this provides a home for homeless kids hopin' that/ They rollin' rich with benefits/ pitch a fit, I'll handle it/ dismantle it/ Scramble for all the wood that you built your fucking mantle with, cuz/- Hook Verse 2 I spit spastic and breath tragic/ I'm tha polio rapper/ Sit tha fuck down when I'm rappin'/ I could give a fuck about a hustler turned rapper/ I'm a hustler slash rapper, I do it for rappers/ You take action but don't ever do it from tha heart/ When I move the crowd, bet I do it for the ART/ Never false start, I'm a worm with five hearts/ So I dig in, Made You LOOK at this Braveheart with 8 scars/ If they smart, see me & what I unleash on these beats/ Cuz when I come to tha Bar-B, I bring meat, know what I mean?/ So keep beef, you step to me with lunch meat/ I'm hungry/ An radio ain't doin' shit for me/ Rakim should be SICK & KRS should be nauseous/ It's raucous, so keep me, & peep what I see/ reap tha prosperity & flea when they speak/ devotees get weak, mutilated when I'm rhymin/ Keep feindin', leave Junkies like a bruised Hymen/ I've loved this shit for years, never turnin' my back/ Post-attack, I think you'll thank me, maybe we can share a track/ Just so you KNOW, I'm devoted & this poet never slowin'/ I'm in motion, (p) an I'm goin' till it's over!/ Hook Victory lap time/ No lap time for past dimes/ I'mma lay tracks/ pay checks then I'm fine/ Rolley in the air/ Poets flowin' through tha stands/ Hopin' focus is tha brand/ Now you KNOW who is tha man/ Fam!
3.
Still Doubts 03:03
Verse 1 I can't look out the windows 'cause my brain an heart are fighting/ I can't tell the difference if it's light, or if it's lightning/ So if I'm ever asked/ I probably talk rude/ like I ain't never read a book, like I ain't never been to school/ I'll probably get too technical, or make a giant spectacle/ I act like I can see the end - I've never needed spectacles/ A reckless fool, the necklace cool, but I'll push you away/ For the safety of my testicles/ I hope you ain't want to test this fool/ I'm sitting in this vestibule/ With patients like a tested bull/ Believe me when I preach, but if you bless me with a teachers stool/ Can't catch the lesson like my hands are intangible/ I'm stuffed from this stuff, I want to eat a different plate of bull/ My head is full of some can't remember what she said/ Never getting Keep Ya Head Ups, just some better off deads/ I've lived in this garden twenty years, I know I'm just a petal/ But this jungles concrete with no cracks to make it better/- Verse 2 Never been much a believer, I just take my shots slow/ And as the knight rides on, I find my pride was left at home/ My rusty armor weighs heavy on my shoulders/ And this heart on my arm makes it difficult to hold up/ So, as for the window, now I realize why/ Even if it's 9 at night, I find my sight up in the sky/ Aside from this distraction? It's the only one I've got/ Caught up in the fight again-/ I see a reason for the pain, I know why it's all around/ Try to learn from the experience, leave a Dolla when It's found/ It isn't that I won't - more so, because I can't/ I don't think nobody knows him, they just see him at a glance/ No positive reinforcement, no props, and no pounds/ Just doubts about the house, rolling 'round up-in my couch/ 'Round town there's plenty temples - maybe THAT'S the fucking problem/ This religion's made by man, and his view is kind of awkward/-
4.
Laugh 03:34
Hook Used to be my homey, guess all I could do is laugh/ I told you its over, all you could do is laugh/ I light up another, just watching the time pass/ Yeah, we been through it all, guess all we could do is laugh/ X2 Verse 1 Sometimes I get low when I'm holding this pen/ It's been a couple of years, we should be riding again/ Like the way we used to do: just put in a tape/ And cruise the map, shit, just to see your face/ It hasn't been nothing like it - not NEVER since then/ Matter fact, I think that's why I got my lean on again/ When my momma & I was arguing, having our fights/ You gave me a place to stay, if only for the night/ And you had the same problem, I tried to shed some light/ And gave you a place to smoke without a one time in sight/ I kind of miss not seeing that goofy grin/ So I learn to live without, instead of going to the penn/ It was great to learn to walk with such a good friend/ Another homie came along, but its not the same, man/ Well, I wouldn't call it living, just a clever disguise/ So no one'll roll up on me with that black 45/- Hook Verse 2 Man, the nights get longer as the tops get popped/ More anger in my system: hope the cops get popped/ Matter fact, I figure fuck it - hope my top gets popped/ But every time I sober up my logic tells me to stop/ Says "you can find a pretty girl, you can fill that spot"/ Yeah I tried last night, but the shell didn't pop/ They say a bullet never lies, should I believe that?/ After the boys in blue hit Sean Bell with that?/ Man, I don't know what to think, but I could talk to you/ An tell you how I feel - that's all I could offer you/ Thinking back on it, maybe THAT'S why you really left/ I should have been more polite, should've thought about your chest/ I guess what I got is a gift AND a curse/ 'Cause I wonder if you'd visit me if I was laying in a Hurst/ But that couldn't be the reason, you was just a better dude/ That's why. TWO of my exes wound up talking to you/- Hook
5.
Verse I love you, but why don't you love me?/ When Winter come around, it's like you can't stand the sight of me/ Was it when I was writing briefly & forgot we?/ Damn, damn how am I supposed to provide for she?/ And me both, at the same time?/ I slipped-up just one time, now you're bringing more than a K-9/ If to-day's fine, why am I sweating more of the same rhymes?/ Fuck burning, I'm SEARING all these grey lines/ Now we looking at each other like it's 3:10 To Yuma/ Like we should've looked at them rulers like we weren't so much cooler/ Like we don't know each other/ Like this should've happened sooner/ Like we should've gone to class, now I gotta do the math/ Now I'm sitting back thinking "how can I get you back?"/ "Back when we used to make love, back when we used to laugh?"/ She told me I'm always thinking/ Now the smoke siren's sounding/ I'm a man on fire & I burned down the surroundings/ Now our home is gone, I left nothing but the window pane/ Wish I could've got the roof so our dark clouds could wash away/ Now what am I supposed to celebrate on a holiday?/ I guess the only Guarantee IS a walk away/ Far away from where I started/ For a second there I thought that I gone so much FARTHER/ Than the average man/ I feel I've worked so much harder/ Only to turn around & SEE I just started/ Mom, I can't keep doing this forever, I'm sorry/ I ain't turning any backs on YOU, I'm starving/ An all these women in this life of mine: my soul's scarring/ I been stabbed in the back so much I'm bleeding from the heart/ I'm saying damn, damn; I'll say it another time/ Damn, damn Writer's Block hit's me another time/ Damn, damn I can't SQUEEZE out another line/ I can't stand a life where I juggle all these PART-times/ I heard some news of you, I heard it through the grapevine/ That you already moved on & now every day's fine/ Well I'mma find someone new & you can BET that they fine/ An she gon' love EVERYTHING about me in the meantime/ Hopefully sometime, you'll look up & see me flying/ I showed you my weakness, I guess you took that as a green light/ I talked to my man, he said "fam, you need to keep grinding"/ I said, "how many I got left when she left another piece flying?"/ And now if she's crying I'll let her lay in her bed sheets/ 'Cause she wouldn't do Paul McCartney, so I'll just Let her Be/ If I recall right, it was you that hung the phone up on me/ You had me pacing so much, I couldn't even feel my feet/ I think it's about time to recline my seat/ 'Cause now you have the nerve to be screaming for me?/ You left blood on my sleeve where my heart used to be/ Am I always doomed to be the nice guy? In time, we'll see/ They say if you really love 'em, you should set 'em free/ Well you can treat me like a dog, I ain't never made you wear a leash/ Now the only girl I got left sings to me in these beats/ I love you/-
6.
Dear Winter 04:12
Verse 1 Dear Winter/ Remember how we met?/ I was four at the time, man, we grew up together/ I saw you at a distance, but the weather was cold/ I PLEADED with my moms to get me out in the snow/ Ya stuck close to me, I didn't even know your name/ But we just played the game, got me checking out your frame/ You were new on the block, fresh face, new place/ You couldn't HELP but draw my face when I seen you any day/ It's ironic: I had to bundle up to get close to you/ But once I suited up, we were inseparable/ You gripped me tight when we slid down the hill in my sled/ An when I'd lay down, you'd be my angel in my bed/- Hook Dear Winter/ Can I say what you NEED to hear?/ The way you're treating me just doesn't seem fair/ I've always been in love with your beautiful hair/ Maybe we can talk this out, get the situation clear/ Dear Winter/- Verse 2 Now I'm a winner/ I'm happy, you can check it for a mile/ Right until you left my town, & now my smile has turned to frown/ Some said to me forget her, this was just infatuation/ But I'm pacing, patient waiting for the day you come to rape him/ I had the best time & I'll never forget/ Even tho if I fall, you won't be my safety net/ Kinda loved the way you're hard when they on the boulevard/ You might've left me with some scars, but I'll let you in my car/ Ey, my mom seems to like you, always smiling at the window/ Sometimes when you show up, she lets us skip school together/ What you did was pretty clever, till you skipped out of the city/ And I'm really gonna miss you, never seen a girl so pretty/- Hook Verse 3 Dear Winter/ I loved you, but we had to get some distance/ But even still, I think about you on every single Christmas/ What religion are you? I saw you celebrating Hanukkah/ I even saw you with man that was probably on some Ramadan/ It doesn't really matter, tho/ I love you like I'm packing roll/ But you hung with that pack of bro's/ Now you're just like the baddest ho/ I saw it for some time, didn't jump to conclusions tho/ Until you made me trip, now it's bout that time, you have to GOOO!/ Girl, you better hit that road/ Jack Frost did, now he's gone, girl, just leave me here alone/ I wanted you to slow down 'cause ya breath was turning kinda cold/ I HAD to turn my back, don't take crap - I'm not that kinda bro/- Hook Verse 4 Ms. Winter/ I loved when I was there, that you would soon arrive/ 91 days I could rely, I see your face where I may drive/ My homeboy's checking for your signs/ And now I'm reckless with my ride/ I should've listened to my moms, she said you could get harsh at times/ Well I say fuck you no more times and now Ms. Summer's looking fine/ Ey you really blew through me, through my clothes & through my love/ No, I cant see you the same, though I've never seen you bluff/ I guess there was some good times though; I CAN'T forget our love/ Man, you had my nose running, guess you could say I'm on that dust/ You used to get me high, but I detoxed from you, hun/ Girl, you'll always be my first, I think about you though we're done/ But it was fun, and I'm still young, I'll hold my tongue, but I'll say/-

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The Winter EP is intended to be a soundtrack to the winter season. It is how I feel Winter sounds, if it were given a voice. Give it a spin

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released February 12, 2011

Writer: M.p.H
Engineer: M. Holman, R. Ball
Mixer: A. Armstead
Artwork: M.p.H

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M.p.H Birmingham, Alabama

Restless and passionate but with an unflinching realism at his core, M.p.H is as honest an artist as one can find today in music. A founding member of the DIY independent Hip Hop collective White Label, the artist born Matthew Patrick Holman took solace in songwriting early on as a child. His goal is to reflect the classic recordings that permeated throughout the golden era of Hip Hop's past. ... more

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