Break Beat Poems

by Idris Goodwin

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released on SGE in Spring 2010 this album was priased by the NY TIMES & NPR

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released March 1, 2010

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Track Name: Introduction
Introduction
Idris Goodwin

It look great
Might mistake make
But our vibration-al motivational minds gon shake
Gon wake ya up
Shift that camera lens
Off the slow drip of the world at the end
Apocalypse never
Weather may skitzo act
Cant say it don’t mean jack
But lets not over react

I’m here to relax
Up in the track
For a week or two
Precise rhyming on timin
How I speak to you

For the next few minutes
Pleased by ya presence
Spittin the lessons
Professions on these
Pro-tool sessions

I know ya stressing
Worried. Early to bed
Early out. To rise
Dismayed disturbed
In need of surprise

Hard day harsh words
So word - I bring u into my world

Come follow me
Anomaly
Lee chess
Stugee

Jam on the one
Nod on the two
Bump to the three


Nothing in the trunk but cd’s for 5
Give em away if I could but I gotta survive

Get high as I can
Offa the plan
I master
After laughter
And scriptin brand new chapters

Disaster natural
No question
The crafter
I practice
aint no star overnight
Swagger

The name is Goodwin
everyday/ regular/ category
No allusions or delusions / I master ceremonies

best thing about it
When your head get clouded with visions
Awesome/ spinnin like you was Justin dawson

Fingers itichie I write quickly the sooner
I done/ I can write another one and praise the sun

There aint no other one
And this brothers begun to
Bang his head against the beat like the beat was the drum

So come/ I got something to impart
I sharpen these darts
No question I’m smart
The Operas bout to start

The curtain go up
The stage blow up
Been engaged in the wordplay
And It help me grow up

So what
So who
Its me
Its you too

Not no bono type
suburban urbanite blah blah blah with the mic

Hard day harsh words
So word - I bring u into my world

Come follow me
Anomoly
Lee chess
Stugee

Jam on the one
Nod on the two
Bump to the three
Track Name: Nomad
NOMAD
Idris Goodwin

So where we going to now
When will we get there yeah
I looking forward to it
Lets not forget where we been

Nomad is moving again
Nomad keep moving again

this aint the ending for us
this is where we begin

I aint a rock
I aint a hill
Hill

I need a spot where I chill
Til

The sun go down
And I wake up
Still

My mind a rocket
And fuel filled

Will

I figure out the puzzle yet
Naw

I Need more pieces
To the puzzle set
(aww)

I remember when the truck
was packed to the brim
left Detroit Michigan and all my friends

we was all poked lips and pout
even though we didn’t know what we was pouting about

and we whined and complained about the suburban lane
but it made me hit that midnight train to Chicago’s brain

considered picture and frame
tryin’ to get local fame

and trying to explain all that’s been ingrained

taught me losses and gains
how to take a shot
yes the people and the weather both got cold a lot

and the 2nd floor apartments need to double locks
and the neighborhood bosses and not so subtle cops

11 years or so
check to check I was po
I stay on the go - but I left the go


So where we going to now
When will we get there yeah
I looking forward to it
Lets not forget where we been

Nomad is moving again
keep moving again

this aint the ending for us
this is where we begin


new mexico - where did you go
why

santa fe, faux do be house
far

8 oclock get quiet dark
stars

early morning on my porch
where I write bars

in the lab - like a scientist
and I’m
remixing like an alchemist

see I

had to go
to get my focus right
nah
cuz it don’t really happen over night

so much happier now
not as familiar with scowls
and the cold metal growls
and the bone breaking howl
that break the confidence down

and we been so endowed
opportunity bound
not as financially sound

soon its Midwest again
corn fields and the hens
grab my pad and my pen

I can live anywhere
When I know where I been
I can live anywhere
When I know where I been

I can live anywhere


So where we going to now
When will we get there yeah
I looking forward to it
Lets not forget where we been

Nomad is moving again
Nomad keep moving again

this aint
the ending for us
this is where we begin
Track Name: B Side Fan
B SIDE FAN
Idris Goodwin

Maybe exaggerating
But seriously I’m sayin

Been writin rhymes from a very early age and
Until my old age – catch on the stage
Spittin what I memorized off the page

I always been a b-side fan
Aint growin out of it

This art in this its life
This is how I get through it

This is how we get through it


Maybe my scope is local
Maybe I aim my vocals
At my ten friends
My wife and others in my social
Cipher
Been writing rhymes since
I was in diapers
My rattle my mic
I threw food to excite the table
And when I was able to stand
I screamed out in baby talk
Everybody clap ya hands
And nod ya head / instead of cradling bed
I cradled my parents records
Muttering whatever the voices said
When I got my baby teeth – I started eatin beats
Devouring all the words I heard other people speak
I knew I was unique my favorite words was DJ drop the heat
With baby nikes on the bottom of my feet

Before indie record deals
I was on big wheels
Beatboxin like buff

While my brother spit the real

Maybe exaggerating
But seriously I’m sayin

Been writin rhymes from a very early age and
Until my old age – catch on the stage
Spittin what I memorized off the page

And I always been a b-side fan
Aint growin out of it

This art in this its life

This is how I get through it

This is how we get through it

I always been a b-side fan
This is how we get through it

I was a teenage rapper
I wanted to master
Every style possible
Slower and faster
Tried to learn the axe
The piano and sax
But i couldn’t catch a feelin
Like a did with lyricism
All the places I’ve lived in
The pad and the pen been

Next to raw instrumentals some of my friends did
Some of them hung up the mpc
Sold they reason program for a bigger tv

And that’s all good I guess
To each they own
But I always keep a fresh rhyme inside my dome

this aint just rappin for me
Iits more than artistry
More than a simple need to have a
bunch of strangers notice me
Or start quotin me
Though its nice though
Magazine covers
Big tours rockin hype shows

Its fun but I don’t call it a game
I do this to keep alive what
For me did the same

Maybe exaggerating
But seriously I’m sayin

Been writin rhymes from a very early age and
Until my old age – catch on the stage
Spittin what I memorized off the page

I always been a b-side fan
Aint growin out of it

This art in this its life
This is how I get through it

This is how we get through it
Track Name: non sequitor
Non – Sequitor
Idris Goodwin

No doubt check the flagrant
Foul secret agent
Not really secret is it
If I straight up admit it
Get forensic with it
Surgical with the digits
Then I get to scripting
I don’t spit to opposition
Or no competition
Cuz there really isn’t
My lane is so exquisite
Under driven / Unrestricted
Undeniably unconscious
When I go ballistic
Scientific misfit/
no power crystal mystic
Or a pistol whippin idgit
Grippin on the package
But sometimes I’m actin savage steal your horse and carriage
Drive it off a cliff
Walk for a while then I cab it

Dag nabbit / Bored with such average
Makin all the cabbage cheese and carrots in the salad

Wack MC filet must be acclimated to the palette

Before feastin on the least lackluster
Of the litter
The flavor sour bitter leave a blister
Cuz they biters
Reciters of other people hymns, scriptures, and writing

Aint versed in the verses – spells and the curses
Sippin on that vodka got em bent like cursive
:56
Used to rock a nervous
Records shirt With my name printed/
Thought I hella dope but nobody knew what it meant-ed
Headphone cemented/ demented sense of humor
Inventive like a scientist mad/ go start the rumor

Don’t you call me toby/ call me diablo
Yankee boy/ with down south roots like petey Pablo


Hotter than Kabul/ san lucas
Jonathan marudkus/ layin low
From IRS and supers

rappers brag about groupies
I’m pan searin groupers
thinkin bout my future
being stopped by state troopers

Goin 5 over
Goin 5 under
Driving while black
With my lady of color

In my used white whip
You too might flip

You too my invent
Scenarios where lips get split

But you only grit your teeth
Complain to your peeps
With visions of fired police
In your mind as you sleep

One sheep/ cant start no riot
So cut its wool/ wrap a wolf
And lets all get excited

Overly consumed
Mushroomed
Clouded

Shiver me timbers
Now The pirates have surrounded

US tankers with US missiles

I’m J fox in teen wolf
Cuz I know styles

Know trials
Like john grisham

My xfiles
Is unknown they too gruesome
I’m duke nukem
In castle wolfestein
Porcupine spittin Sharp
Precise/ my art device
is greg nice and huey Newton

sprinkled with maze and Frankie Beverly
kraftwerk/ showroom dummy/ hungry for more celery
more broccoli/ more green leafy/ mineral/
anyway specifically I’m a 5 star general

no cds/ everybody won go digital
I won go back to cassettes and smooth criminal

In a Chrysler lebaron/ that’s brown like hank Aaron
I’m greedy with the beats/ few guests/ I aint sharing

It aint that I’m picky/ I just don’t mesh great
Most mc’s is on some medieval time rap with a chest plate
Got they chest puffed/ holdin they chestnuts
I’m smoky Robinson/ writing/ the best stuff

Best what / ever I write/ to be recorded
Easier to memorize/ my lines you could snort em

Seem like when its time to get paid
They say short em
Ship em too the new port
Eject and abort em

But I come back like sugar Ray Leonard
and Jason Voorhees
Oliver twist on the beat
I’d like some more please
Track Name: Isiah Thomas camp
Isaiah Thomas
Idris Goodwin

Not cobo hall
Not Pontiac silverdome
Further on
To auburn hills
With the swanky homes

Few miles up from where I used to live
The boys in the red & blue – world class wreckin crew

Elbows, reaching in, eye gouging bone breakers
They made it to the finals – game 7 with the Lakers

My pops too geeked
Me and my brother was amp
We was sure 88 they would be world champs

Yeah they fought hard/ it wasn’t in the cards
I met Isaiah that summer/ yeah he seemed scarred

He made us run laps round the gym at his camp
I cant front my shot was wack but my D was exact

Steady I worked - Kept defenders at bay

Swat and take the rock – then shoot it away

And yeah it would brick
But anyway

Magic came to the camp
This what he had to say

“Piston’s shoulda won”
he had no doubt

my pops thought magic was talkin
out the side of his mouth

but I could see Isaiah’s face
he was like hell yes

he was like 89 bad boys
gon be a success

Isaiah Thomas camp
Most improved player

Let the rock go now I’m a rhyme sayer

But 20 years ago
It was all about hoops
Now its loops and flow

Isaiah Thomas camp
Most improved player

Let the rock go now I’m a rhyme sayer

Cuz I had two left feet
But I’m Joe D swift – I got handles on beats

89 roll up
hold up
trade in effect

Adrian Dantly the teacher got eject
Still had Buddha Edwards/ Lambeer

spider John Salley
Rodman didn’t have blond hair

Rick Mahorn Throw fist
Coach Daly throw fits

acquired mark agguire
From the mavericks

When Vinnie J heated up/
That would be it

They was sweepin cats
Throughout the eastern conference

Michael Jordan served
Joe D was superb
Celtics got crushes
Even with Larry Bird

I made poster board signs
Held it like a nerd

Trying to get on the jumbo screen before a word from the sponsors

In the stands with the jacket
my hat autographed blue and red to match it

No posters of MJ, Kareem or Magic

I was a bad boy before puff, martin, will smith’s antics

Game 7 was vital
The took the Laker’s title

fundamental hard playing rust belt idols
Midwest ethic – work with ya teammate
Even if you cant stand him he affects your fate

Before players were rappers
Before baggy shorts
long striped sock
Pulled up like dorks

The game was a metaphor
Not just a franchise
The game was the truth
Not flashy or sanitized


I’ma start my own camp
To improve rhyme sayers

should let the mic go
become ball players

cuz 20 years ago
It was all about hoops
Now its loops and flow
Track Name: Used Car featuring Serengeti
Used Car
Idris Goodwin

My literature consist of ligaments from different body parts
Franken stein stitched up / skin as the body art
Artifact making / mix facts with the unseen
4 finger one ring / my thumb for the posing
no gun ting / no one thing/
I’m multiple/ I multiply/ colorful / overground
No underground/ to run and hide
From the sunnyside/ the hills/ gated
Bills paid/ ordinance debated
From the gentrified/ terrified

I’m a regular ordinary
Fella that’s sorta heavy
Minded and delighted by
The methods of street prophets
Reminding the giants
They cant always beat hobbits

average everyday
say what I wanna say

take the trash to the curb
chop wood with an ax
read books on my porch
Not vibe or the source
Then I scream into the mic
My voice get horse
I drive a used car
Not a Porsche

participate in The beat poetical stereo
Ominous Sonic homages
That’s reaching the populous
Choppin Screwin Undoing deleting
Repeating competing defeating
Igniting / make the mundane exciting

I know devils, demons, angels
and the in between

No saint No priest damn sure aint No mister clean

aint a killer
I entertain like ben vereen
When I was a kid all I wanted was a submarine
Now I want to live aside a dub machine/
From the gut/ uncut/ is such a very lovely scene
cut the video screen
with the silly pre teen
with the grown man bling
sip ping bubbly things

I freestyle in the grocery store
pay attention to what most
never notice be fore

new myths new lore
old fist old law
same kane tape
88 R-A-W

I’m a regular ordinary
Fella that’s sorta heavy
Minded and delighted by
Ways of the radical
Be on the everyday
no paid sabbaticals

average nor mal
keep it informal

visit the middle school
keep a small social pool
listen to del on the train
Not 50 cent or game
guy with a microphone
Simple and plane
I drive a used ca r
a plane

College course
Softball/ loans til I’m 66
Pretty good at 16 inch
Rubber right arching pitch
Photo course and studied trance
Mysticism/ ancient dance
loan repay/ walk to work
Gone the cocky college smirk
Did 'shrooms lived in France
Came back in some purple pants
re write the plight of US life
until the maiden closes tight
Ahh Shit Late for work
Chair prepared for years there
Life controlled by college years
Career repay the debt and rears

Whats on today
And talk about the TV show
The schlubbery nowhere to go
Caged like a piping crow

Life was like a tidal flow
Now freedom found in red Bordeaux
Used to always fool around
Playful otter hunter hound

You make your bed
Cutting corners get ahead
Less than normal
Left instead
Slow like caterpillar tread
Goddamn college course
Learnin how to speak Norse

Mr. regular remorse
Telephone sales force

I’m a regular ordinary
Trapped in debt and shame
Fantasy
bright lights
Don’t sign your name

Hollywood
Hollywood
Hollywood hall of fame

Regular Ordinary
One day what if?

Regular Ordinary
Trapped in debt in shame
Fantasy
Bright lights

Hollywood
Hollywood

Regular Ordinary
Fantasy Fantasy

Trapped by Debt and News
Fantasy Fantasy

I’m a regular ordinary
Writer with many varied
Modes that explode all over the canvas
I be in your living room or college campus
More questions than answers my palette expansive
Walk the dogs up the block
Use a fan when its hot
One cube in the scotch

Never say what I’m not
Guy with the microphone
10 dollar watch
I drive a used car not a yacht.