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released November 12, 2015


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SubVersive Chicago, Illinois

I am Vincente Perez and I am SubVersive.

UChicago '16. Kansas City --> Chicago. Hip-Hop, Spoken Word, Story telling

My first album, Liminality, is set for a November release and will feature songs to compliment my Poetry book, B(lack)NESS & LATINI(dad), which is being released November 13th.
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Track Name: Over Her (Prod. Dreamlife Beats)
Wrote this letter
cause im far away from ya
Got a lot of love
but girl I need a braek from ya

You make me want to give it all
like a big spender
Knowing I aint got it
You’re my summer in the winter

Make me get all cheesy
all my homies hate it
Got me dope addicted
as if I was faded

But I shine bright
to illuminate you
Wish I was frank ocean
to serenade you

you take my breath away
You’re kinda quiet
so you use others to portray
what you feel at heart

I should really stop
but I can’t once I start
Cause the words
are really flowing from my soul

give us a chance
Watch us as we grow
and where we’ll be in 10 years
man nobody knows

But of they get anything
Understand this
Your voice inside my ears
is simply bliss

When you close your eyes
And I feel your kiss
It’s the greatest feelings
One I’ll always miss

It’s not everyday
That you meet your soulmate
Never did believe
That this could be fate

So Ill hold you in my arms
Never loosin my grip
On reality
feel like im dreamin just a bit

Took a second
And I realized where I was
In my room alone
Yearning for your touch


Every time I say I am
I'm never truly Over Her
She's my instrumental
So you know I lay all over her
All Over Her
All Over Her
All Over Her
All Over Her

Got a letter back with her lips upon the seal
The food for thought I gained was better than a meal
She said she had been working and hadn’t had time
Asked if we could chill cause I been upon her mind
Tried to keep my cool responded that’d be dope
Glad we wasn’t face to face cause I was hella stoked
Every time she come around I get sorta different
Feelings arise and meet emotions in collision
Met her at my place candles burning bright
She wondered if I did all this for a single night
Took her by the hand so she could understand
That sometimes it’s safe to trust an honest man
Then I led her to the room
Her skin shone bright lit up by the moon
Light up in her eyes and the darkness resumed
Tried to fight the passion but temptation consumed
Under the covers we whispered sweet nothings
Her poker face was hella straight
I’m glad she wasn’t bluffing
Shawty say she feelin me
Yeah she’s really feeling me
Is it cause Im deep in her or simply her affinity
We sorta close spend all our time together like she kin to me
Love before a Bentley
Trouble oh so menacing
So rob me of my money put my hands in the sky
She bob her head I bob my head tell her it’s just right


At night I stay up and contemplate long
Why was I so weak for her when otherwise I’m strong
Let her come and go I feel like entertainment
She was the rose that grew inside my heart where there was pavement
Gave me good advice comfort was unmatched
See this is why I never love because I got attached
To something that can.. never be anchored
There’s love and happiness where there should be anger
Since she’s always leaving me the pain will never stop
She comes and goes, but know that I love her HIP HOP!
Track Name: Time (I AM) Feat. Vagabond Maurice, Kayla Colding (Prod. Dreamlife Beats)

I am past present future.
I am then, next, and now.
I am old, young, and here
I am time lost and found (x4)

Verse 1: SubVersive

They buried my ancestors in a mass grave
Tombstones read “nigger”
‘Spic “Redskin”
Now, I can’t remember much.

My head is full
And I cannot remember birth

But there is an ever present taste of dirt
Of Dark red blood
My mouth is a decrepit tomb—it
Is making my voice bitter

I am always hungry.
I have not been fed right
This nation keeps providing a dream
That I cannot stomach
Stomach full of lead
Of deceit
I know where marrow seeps
So I tip-toe through conversations
Because there are bones cracking
Under my feet

I never sleep cause sleep is the cousin of death
So every night I die
Three eyes open and I am reborn

like a stillborn, I am
Caught in between two lives
Who I was and who I will be
I am forgetting who I am

my metacognitions turn the internal cogs of my intuition
And metaphors turn to nature.
My voice becomes the sweet lullabyes
Of cascading waters
And I awaken
shedding the exoskeleton of my previous life
History repeats itself it’s just proof time is cyclical…


Verse 2: Vagabond Maurice

Tip toeing off the ley...line / (Huh)
Slow dance over nebula /
Found the cosmos in the wind of my breath /
Breath be an epitaph on the path toward, enlightenment /
Writing on the symmetry of broken souls /
Queen's speech for my inner peace, found my peace in a battlefield /
Filled with falling stars / We some,
comets copping, common sense /
and, rhetorics imbedded in the language of our, eternal struggle /
Enemies entity, built on the industry sending our brethren to oblivion/
Oblivious rhymes, be left behind /
Reflect tapestries of our, industry's /
/ Construct / Matrix / voodoo magic of alchemy /
Caste caster shells through the tongue, of Buddhist Sutras /
Black, Buddhist Palms and Broken Psalms steady stitching my frequency /
Man, on a travel to find, the final aeon/
My final form, explores a multitude of gateless barriers/
Buried with my lost brothers, in every verse /
I'm a, walking library of ghost stories / while Ghost, riding the whip /
Celestial chariots, mirroring halos / as we,
search my -


Verse 3 (SubVersive)
Back track
They tell me to let it all go
But no
I sufferto never forget those
who beg for life through memory
live on

remember mes
whisper from dark corners
Twin prophecies follow me
Because more than genes
Have jumped generations

My soul defies spatiotemporality

I tweet the details
To the underground rail roads
That lead to the truth
Our future lies
In the stories of our past
Their hand-me down tales
Are tailored to their fathers

We’re tethered to the earth
But space is fertile soil
We know how to work new land
We can maroon to the moon
Before the white flag is planted

They don’t know we’ve visited
Other galaxies already
Vibrated to other dimensions

(RE)create Chocolate city made from cacao
Stardust sprinkled from the cosmos
Why do you think we’ve learned to build upwards

Penned the Pinnacle plans
To protest our penitentiaries
Caught in the purgatory called present
We are the extra-terrestrial presence

Afrofuturism meets ancestor worship
We have been here before time is not linear

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