Point Across

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Sharp tongue with a matching solar flair/ trying to wrestle like Rick Flair but couldn't couldn't match the damned hair/ communicate with any object looking like it'd care/ but then let's meet up with another condescending awkward glare/ whatever happens next is merely musical chairs/ so Jefferson strut to get a better view by the stairs/ got a twenty ton chip on the shoulder forget fair/ all you gotta do is fathom a spot and I'm in the air/ juice another lake from the rock it's all there/ raw in front of vegans to show them I got a pair/ promise when I'm in there to wrestle a damned bear/ didn't come equipped with knives or blades just Nair/ (yikes!) undisputed champ at truth or dare/ just meant that I would finish the beef if it was rare/ the told me slow and steady would win it over the hare/ but the hare was too busy picking out something to wear

"Get the flicks later, let's bounce!"

Queue the boom-bap bouts to make somebodies parents nervous/ wishing they was back in Miami getting that room service/ they figure what's the purpose? Is that the new catharsis/ just pick apart any movement that fuckin hits the surface/ I'm talking burning and cursing, shatter a tarsus/ adrenaline is on 10 I don't give a fuck who its versus/it's about to be a clinic, go fill your thermos/depending how you work it we won't be needing them nurse/ so for the art in don't wear my heart on my dermis/ and I don't sleep so no need to camp like I was earnest/ the heat is on like put a coat on and stand in the furnace/ come equipped with a whip and a chair like at the circus/ it's lions, tigers and Tampers these cats will never burn us/ ain't no pausing, no quarters and that's just brutal fairness/ in the time it took for naming a song "Niggas in Paris"/ I was on the hot trail of making hurricanes jealous

"What I win? Go. Let's go. Spin."

So I gotta bend a metronome to get a point across/ silly ogre betting wishes on a simple coin toss/ but it wasn't his shift blame it on the sauce/ trying to be a troll, fixed his hair up like he's Bob Ross/ heard it from the fairies "tis the season to be boss/ guess nobody told him that he gotta pay the cost/ caught a crazy case of jiggy the lemming was trying to floss/ but them orks made him anty and singing like Vandross/ fuck it in the system for burning the damn moss/ floating by the gods them eyes be on gloss/ now they call that "fly" like we upgrade from dos/ when really he was just running around playing lacrosse/ ha! now it's called "game" right, hoss?/ now we switch from wearing Africa to wearing a cross/ when we're out of coinage holding down them Levi Strauss/ hope you're holding down some credit or its just your loss

"Man, he overdosed on auto-tune."

There used to be this meaning behind your workmanship/ there had to be a working design before you sailed ship/ there had to be a plan and a goal before you took a trip/ had to be a strong enough nigga to finally grab the whip/ I'm saying everyone could win a fucking championship/ solo because you have to need a scholarship/ had to be the illest practicioner with the craftmanship/ show 'em you got the glow and they better go get a scrip/ and that's the problem now everybody's looking for sponsorship/ so they blow their currency playing like it's a poker chip/ all I witness now is the "making it rain fellowship"/ and if you make it flood more than me you can get this clip/ "cuz I'm gon blow my whole first advance up at the dealership/ and I'm gon spend the rest of these bands, buy another zip"/ so what we're witnessing now is a walking, talking cartoon strip/ the crowd will finally notice it's fake when the sample skips...

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from WHAT'S IN THE BAG?, released October 1, 2015

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Al Tamper Chicago, Illinois

Al Tamper is a well rounded artist. Tamper followed his calling to hip hop as a young bboy with a knack for making sure his name was in as many nooks and crannies of the city as possible. Tamper made himself a resident loiterer at his local independent record label and music production studio.This introduced an influence of a plethora of great practitioners and stars of the DJ and emcee world. ... more

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