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Sick rat & Cedric Till - Seeing Naples

by Sick rat

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Y-Pro This is epic, great stuff! Favorite track: Leaving Naples.
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1.
[Hook 2x] This thing of ours, is a labor of love We turn kings into cowards, cause their favor is up The anti-villains from the tales in your books Wrought havoc, so you can find hell where you look [Verse 1] We didn't come to see Naples to die Point us to the stage, we're taking the pie, we're so gracious Direct threats are neutralized, but leave the haters alive They get to hear their wives saying goodbye No less than complete confidence is allowed When creators walk, even desolate lands turn to hallowed ground Sound the trumpets, we're here to interrupt your Tea and crumpets, our music favors function over comfort Rambunctious, assemble beats like a gunsmith Rimshots rip your membranes to gumstrips We came to end your reign of terror and audacity To spout populism with no trace of veracity False assumptions make no asinus of me After the fact check you should never ever speak Chemical imbalances fueled the passion in my speech Music raised me, like I was Lazarus of Bethany Turnkeys turn to turncoats, rebels set free Mark the return, of two young men full of empathy And righteous anger for you, who line pockets On the strength of others who suffer, so we are now enemies We reach out to tend to unhealed wounds For our fallen, we stand guard on unsealed tombs May our loved ones rest, may you never find peace You who bomb the innocent, and drive a wedge between families We sanctify life, you worship death We'll fight you where we find you until our last breath [Hook 2x] This thing of ours, is a labor of love We turn kings into cowards, cause their favor is up The anti-villains from the tales in your books Wrought havoc, so you can find hell where you look [Outro]
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[Verse 1 - Cedric Till] In my dreams, I kill right wing extremists While chased by suicide bombers thru falling buildings But survive - I'm the luckiest shit magnet alive Been bullied and barred from all institutions devised A hound of Hades, not an underdog, writing from three minds See the fury in my eyes, as I ride to expose cowards From the God to the Ghost Hour, imbibed the most power From potions brewed by alchemists, the fermentation Of molasses, multiply distilled, aged in oak casks, as Rhum's all out, so rogues a'plotting My magnum opus is a doctrine, of singular focus On being on point as a Bodkin, though it cannot be seen By fans and rappers with negative diaopters I'm no fucking prophet, but I promise I will prosper Marry an impossible girl like Clara, and I'm the fucking Doctor Desire that's vocalized will manifest Through energy channeled from the heart and then to the throat chakra, what [Verse 2 - Chel Strong] In the mind of odd perception when speaking society's perception Across the thin line of genius and manic depressive Been trying to get rich over and over so damn long Don't know if this is truly genius or insanity pressing My philosophical niggas say I'm one of the few If it was one bringing the change needed, it's you Religious church folk say that it's blessings from Jesus But Jesus, with last night's sinning that can't be true Conspiracists virtually say that I'm selling my soul Make some backstory like he be spittin' in demon Even the crazy think I'm crazy, I guess I'm alone The only thing that got his back is the skin that he's in Call him a narcissist, or just call him an artist With high attention to detail, low attention to arguing Rather just do it my way, fuck your opinion, just pay me You know you a genius when niggas start callin you crazy My mind it ricochets, grenade shooter, lungs aerate buddah Renegade, then came to ya, put blades through ya [Verse 3 - Cedric Till] I've gone too long on my own that's why I remain cuckoo You wouldn't be able to sleep if my thoughts had came to you I wear on people like erosion, idiosynchrasies Developed from the fact that I never felt I was chosen Spoke to demons as a teen, and kept some on a first name Wouldn't you know, most resented me for letting them get to me Make of that what you will, I'm a cryovolcano spitting Liquid methane, in the pressure cooker of life, it'll catch flame No matter the platform, game always respect game Remain leery, my game theory's to check mates It's just experience, smile at you while I'm serious Collect hate by aborting your brainchild before you lactate, bitch Respond to vibes, ignore tribes of sore critics The vitriol in my writtens resembles 14 Phillipics, though All said and done, my body of work'll be Cicero's As a millenial, without the arrogance to say that "I done did it on my own"
3.
[Verse 1] I've lived years, none'd leave unscathed Seen time advance even when you're running in place Have arrived at an age, some clubs I can't join See them pointing to the money, wondering what is the point I always know where to begin, but it's harder to end It all does, I often hardly want to bother with friends Where they went wrong, they never even thought to repent They will never get to call me an artist again A vigilante lyricist with a gun in the sock I'm Frank Pembleton, they can't handle son in the box Sought perfection in my craft, it has taken its toll But I was always at my worst when the stakes were too low [Verse 2] Standing at Achilles' heel are his myrmidons Who've grown tired when every action was a furtive one You can't compare their little bars to the work I've done Just 'cause the name is not a bell that the churches rung Atop the perch, from which they never even heard the gun The suitcase is closed, the truth became exposed The traitors are dead, they can't trace the bullets Nor the weapon; in effect, the new case is cold Names stay in the red, I escape to my sanctuary Hard springs, soft pillows where I lay my head I've taken a course, that's counterintuitive Rigged bridges just to keep my edge double as the sword [Verse 3] A man cornered is a dangerous one, and that's my comfort zone Come alone, even as a stranger to none Introverted, wear my heart on my sleeve and cut the wrist Just to tell from the reaction who is truly maladjusted There's no trust in business, there's just lust for riches We all chase illusions, claiming that we're fucking realists I've given love to women, 'till I was out of feelings The wheels never stopped spinning since then Sincerely, I won't wait to hear my sins during sentencing There's still a couple objectives that're unfinished In a minute, they'll forget the good deeds Yet remember the fingerprints on the gun I forgot to keep clean
4.
What I Want 03:49
[Hook] - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO Jump in that alligator trap, fade to black Another feather in my cap, scratch your cringeworthy face Off the map, you ain't a Battle Cat now, pussy - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO When in Rome, do as the Romans, I'm roaming The Collosseum, while screaming "13th!" Axe throwing, heads rolling, grand open, grand closing, fucker - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO Underestimate the great, featherweights get razed Like cities, a pity you really were talented, mate Now watch the Cerberus salivate [Verse 1] As the prey approaches, a hungry leer A hunter never veers from his target, patient As a summoned golem of stone, now what's a shonen to a ronin, boy? A man without a master, yet a code of his own Knowing for some, tragedy is coming faster Well-aware of the snakes in the senate Bodyguards might as well carry fasces like a fascist Assassins ain't fooled by other facets We just want access to assets and your ass hit Wreak chaos and havoc, and keep the hash lit Girls pass as ships in the night... [Hook 2] - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO Keep trying to put rubies on my forehead Make my night stretch into eternal darkness You're all blessed to buy sand for your hourglass - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO Bait-and-switch scheming just to pay your guardsmen Like I don't know the hidden entrance to your Trajan market Go pray to Concordia, you're getting conquered, though - THAT IS JUST WHAT I WANT YOU TO DO I'll have this sad story posted in the forum Did you try to get acknowledged as king? Bragging 'bout your whips and chains You're about to get flogged with a scorpion [Verse 2] Overlooking the harbour, on the shoulders of Colossus Seeing farther than the sordor, pouring Porters Schooling novices on renaissance artists Behind venetian blinds, dining with a diva She knows the inner workings of the clergymen Who moved funds for underworld bosses that have murdered the culture Ears perked up when she told me something pertinent "To recover the eagle and boost morale We need to get rid of Birdman", bold assertion Not without merit though, agreed and proceeded To bed her then covered my tracks, left in a quiet manner Hammer clangs rang through the streets from the smithy Kids playing with stray cats, courtesans bare titties From the windows to the passing menfolk Some succumb to temptations from morality's sinkhole Everybody got a hustle, all they ask is "did you bring dough?" You can't think slow in a lane faster than news travel Posted up in the chapel, with goons He thinks he's safe, 'bout as safe as a compromised panic room Five deep, yet about to be six, soon Forsake all you cherish cause you can't take it with you See, all that mattered was the craft you betrayed With that sweatshop of writers you contract like slaves Every hit they ever wrote has been attached to your name And tacitly they stay, within lines Cause if they stray, then the contracts they signed Will remind everyone who holds the reins on the purse strings Then the buzz fades and the well runs dry Buyer's market, 'stead of songs they sell pride So who the fuck am I? Number one with a bullet train of thought The machine's broke, unplug the cord So I depart, you either win the game by Rigging it in your favor or you will die Abort the mission for a tactical retreat But the trap'll still spring if any rapper deems to step to me Just what I want you to do...
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Attunement 02:53
[Verse 1] Associations of a kind, where interpersonal Connections seem apparent are my specialty It's so easy to combine, shared glances and hugs Let me guess at where a sentence leads I deftly manage the depths of Other people's psyches, it's sort of second nature to me Put their feelings in words they understand In turn they gain the power of relating to me A strong bond is established Together we take action where caution would seem passive It's a skill that took time to develop And lessons that led to wisdom from pain, remain treasured Though misunderstood, and enigmatic The truth is if you looked in the mirror, you'd understand it I only show you what is hidden in us both When the revelation occurs, you will feel the growth [Verse 2] Intuitive attunement, to other people's pain Was learned, when I stood in my own personal ruins And the loneliness of shame crushed me When I faced my demons and lost, thusly The pride subsided, wasn't pious, just trying To make sense of the drama, now relevant to the past tense Fast forward to the present day See myself in strangers I let embrace me Connected with souls from abroad, as the pen Gained in strength, yet it didn't dull the sword Love paid forth brought returns that are Unquantifiable, met children that knew me better Than adults, young hearts teach lessons I now forward in sessions, may you find the same wisdom Metamorphisis to a man that knows Empathy matters more than the rift between the poor and rich All that can be bridged, we need no sorcerers Just a connecting force that makes jaws drop like porcelain Let's call it sense uncommon, we sought revenge For horrors, but the wars must end You see the column for the losses and wins Is a cul de sac, 'cause whatever we gain, we owe it back
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[Verse 1 - Cedric Till] I was born in Berlin City, but in arms I felt home When, life would come down on me hard like hailstones As I'm, alternating dispositions in a blink You'll figure me out when I'm finally gone, or so you think The only constant in my life has been art, and hardships And of course, who wants to be compared to Vincent Van Gogh While living? - A sensitive being, with senses of seeing That don't require eyes, it's synesthesia, blessed to receive The messages encoded in color and sound, it's vibrations Flows, are libations for those that died in the matrix And those alive who are facing themselves, and yet reality The ultimate illusion is identity The legend continues, names are changed to protect the guilty Without regrets we leave behind whatever serves us no longer Adversity is a given, I don't run from my calling And keep evolving because what doesn't make me stronger will kill me [Bridge] Some people get all the love and still they doubt Some people get all the neglect, but, still they trust I'm dedicated to my craft, that is what I'm about And any overdue respect, when it's given, I laugh [Hook] YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY - Sorry WHAT DID I DO? - Nothing YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY - Why's that? WHAT DID I DO? - I don't know [Verse 2 - Iunno] Maybe it's propensity that keeps me coming back to this A tendency to breathe a stream of depth conceals a tragic twist Taken my identity, I had to walk and let it be I'm haunted by these talking walls, that I can't break to set'em free Lately see, this vacancy is really taking over This building up's been built enough; I can't control emotion This fear of lust reveals in us a loss of touch and closeness I'm hanging on, she hanged and so I'm hung up, I was roped in Hope then was hopeless, I was hopelessly devoted I was 'sposed to see the omens in this post debris of novas But I don't, it seems unnoticed, yeah there's folks who grieve with photos A picture's worth a thousand words but it's not like someone wrote'em So I hang on to the moments but the rope was poorly woven I was sitting here this morning, thought I missed out on my calling I was broken... See, life is always spoken The phonetics of poetic morphs enforce the paths we've chosen [Hook] [Bridge] The hearts of all the people I've touched will represent for me The feelings I expressed over beats, will be my legacy The friendships I've been honored to forge, reveal the best in me They challenge and inspire the person I've yet to be [Verse 3 - Cedric Till] Going forward in baby steps, stumbling while battered by fate Or is it unconscious choices I made? At what point is navel-gazing just a form of narcissism? I guess despite all the talking, I don't find it hard to listen At the bottom of this heart sits, who knows what But whenever I step onto that stage, it shows up And resonates with people; some young, but most older I appreciate you for it, even if I never told ya Cried tears of joy when I saw my friends get love From the crowd, but couldn't help also thinking "what about?" It's expectations, I'm hard on myself, driving A million-mile car like it's a race, and I don't bother with maintenance Been on this road for so long most of my partners got jaded But this is life, we ain't promised to make it Hitting singles, robbing bases, carving space out To make a niche for myself, while y'all are playing the crowd...
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[Chorus] From the ashes of a man I arise Heart-headed down my own path, never compromise And I have seen things you wouldn't believe If I kept them to myself, it wouldn't be me All the scars and the burns never changed me I just regenerated, different body, same me And I have lost things you won't understand Been to hell, would know my way if I should come again [Verse] Everyone I ever loved turned away from me Despite the pain, I tried to let them go gracefully They never asked, I still gave like my love was blind Couldn't play it like the wreck you found wasn't mine Battered soul, torn heart and a cluttered mind Lie awake in ruins, fall asleep when done with crying When I told you I was tired of life, I wasn't lying If your feet were in my shoes, you wouldn't judge in kind Picked myself up with noone there to lend a hand Charged the enemy first when I could barely stand... [Chorus] From the ashes of a man I arise Heart-headed down my own path, never compromise And I have seen things you wouldn't believe If I kept them to myself, it wouldn't be me All the scars and the burns never changed me I just regenerated, different body, same me And I have lost things you won't understand Been to hell, would know my way if I should come again [Verse 2] Bled for brothers I made, brothers I never had There never was an escape, so I just went ahead I asked her who she really was, she got scared Together we leapt into an abyss, that wasn't there When mending fences, you would never hear me say a lie And if I couldn't see your side, you could say that I tried Could never see why so many still are favoring pride I leave with love, I never came to see Naples and die I leave with love, I never came to see Naples and die I leave with love, I never came to see Naples and die...

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Speech samples, boom bap and a few left-field sonic influences meet with reference-rich, colorful and personal lyrics. A defiant and intense follow-up to 2015's pensive and sentimental "The Legend Continues".

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released July 18, 2017

Beats and Mixing: Sick rat
Lyrics and Vocals: Cedric Till
Mastering: Andy Schlegel
Artwork Photographer: Salvatore Manzo

Guests, both as MCs:Chel Strong from the USA and Iunno from Australia.

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Sick rat Campania, Italy

Beatmaker / Rapper / Hip Hop Producer.

Vinyl sampling to provide underground dusty raw hip hop.

Sample-based trip hop and abstract hip hop compositions, blended with vintage/noir flavour and crackles.

Love for lo-fi vibes, combining melodic atmospheres with dark ones, searching for old, dirty, nostalgic, dusty, soulfull samples.
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