Dream de la Dream





Dream de la Dream
soce, the elemental wizard
  1. Feels Good
  2. I'm That
  3. News
  4. Work/Play
  5. Broken Heart
  6. Not Wanted
  7. Wistful Breeze
  8. Magnifying Glass
  9. S&S
  10. I Miss You
  11. Going Further
  12. State of Affairs
  13. Just Because
  14. Funny Feeling
  15. Bonus Track #1
  16. [Silence]
  17. Bonus Track #2
  18. Bonus Track #3
[[Lyrics to all tracks coming soon...]]

All tracks written and recorded by soce, the elemental wizard at The Elemental Palace, NYC.

Hot beat production by soce, the elemental wizard:
646-662-6510
socetew@socetew.com

All tracks except for 1, 4, 7, 8, 9, 11, 13 and 14 mixed by Just One at KMA Music, NYC.

All tracks mastered by Just One at KMA Music, NYC.

Violin on tracks 2, 3, 7, 8, and 13 performed by A. Singer.

Guitar on track 3 performed by Eric Rubenstein.

Penny whistle on track 4 performed by Kenji Kikuchi.

Live percussion on tracks 5 and 11 by A. Singer.

Flute on track 6 performed by Kenji Kikuchi.

Sax on track 12 performed by Kenji Kikuchi.

Viola on track 14 performed by A. Singer.

Photo of soce taken by www.fionasinger.com, NYC.

Photo of bed and sleeping model taken by Brendan Toner.

CD insert designed by Stephen Tapia at Reason Graphics, NYC.

©2003 Andrew Singer. All rights reserved. Warning: Unauthorized reproduction is a violation of applicable laws.

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Lyrics


Feels Good (Clean) by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Because it feels good. It feels good.
And I got to get with my baby,
with my baby, with my baby.

Verse 1:

It's the J-G-W-M-C.
You might envy my style, and my high energy.
Falling asleep is what people do at your show.
Calling a jeep is how they get to my promo.
Whether high class, lower class, middle class,
Blue collar shirt, spend every dollar I work.
Call it bezerk, but I've been following jerks for too long,
But in 2003, I'm swallowing perks of freedom.
I can't fit them all in my sack.
Inventory overloaded, so I'm putting them back.
Keeping it intact. It's 'cuz I'm more elastic than plastic.
Always switching tactics, never static.
The mathematically deviant from the median.
Like Pete Rock and CL, I be The Main Ingredient.
Like Mobb Deep, I'm the Prodigy causing Havoc.
Truthfully Speaking, I'm so Addictive, you gotta have it.

Chorus A:

This goes out to those who player hate and
Make into debate the fate of those who date
No matter what. No matter who. Sometimes it's black, white, brown;
Sometimes, it's me, sometimes, it's you. Incredible!
This goes out to those who player hate and
Make into debate the fate of those who date
No matter what. No matter who. Sometimes it's black, white, brown;
Sometimes, it's me, sometimes, it's you. Incredible!

Chorus B:

Because it feels good to have you by my side,
And I got to get with my baby.
Because it feels so good to have you by my side,
And I got to get with my baby.

Verse 2:

So, if you step to me, then I'mma let you see
That only Mya and Mariah got The Best of Me,
And everyone else falls into my recipe.
I successively yell, "Open sesame!"
But not aggressively, unless I see a threat to me.
I'm meant to be a celebrity.
There's only one way out: be a friend to me.
I'm spinning to infinity and the next degree.
I'm ending up high. Wizardry! Look at me fly
In and out of telepathic zones, hooking a fine piece of..
You know what? I won't even go there.
I'll keep it philosophical, like my man Voltaire.
I threw my disguise out, and for those who despise
My Elemental Wizardry, then I hope you get wise.
It's better to try the love. Never deny the love.
Heaven does lie above the law, and I'm a superstar!

Chorus A
Chorus B

With my baby.

This goes out to those who player hate and
Make into debate the fate of those who date
The same sex, because the train wrecks the main set.
So, stay in check. Player, respect the game deck.

Chorus A
Chorus B
(Chorus B repeats to fade-out)



I’m That (Clean) by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

We gonna do this?
Come on.

My whole life, I was the weakest link.
My whole life, I’d never speak or think.
I’m uptight. Don’t do illegal things.
I might think about it, but I just leave my dreams on the desk.
Every day, I tell myself I’m the best.
I’m never gonna sell myself with the rest.
It’s a lot of pressure, but I let it de-stress.
Cuz when it’s half left, I get a big "Yes!"
So deal with that as you will.
I act casual, but I’m only too glad to spill
All the details that make up the real me.
And yet, I might as well be talking ‘bout realty.
Because nobody wants to know who I am.
They wanna get to my friends and fool with them.
The ice grill of indifference freezes up all the dividends from deliverance.
But I’m only here to make y’all smile.
It takes a while, but you’ll be thankful for my style.
Cuz it makes you look that much tougher.
And I’m the only one who has to suffer.

Because,
I’m that rapper that you make fun of, right?
I’m that rapper you could take in a fight.
I’m that rapper that you hate cuz I’m white.
I’m that rapper. I’m that rapper.
I’m that rapper that you make fun of, right?
I’m that rapper you could take in a fight.
I’m that rapper that you hate cuz I’m white.
I’m that rapper. I’m that rapper.

No matter what, I’ll never be as real as you.
No matter what, I’ll never cop a feel from you.
‘Though my beats will make y’all have to bounce,
My flow ain’t worth half an ounce.
I’m like skim milk, lean beef with no phat.
My vocal tones screech like a cat,
But I’ll always take the stage and never fall back,
Because too many people say I’m all that.
My friends on the internet tell me I’m the next big thing.
Like Brock Lesnar, I’mma test that ring.
My streak ain’t undefeated,
But my energy will never be depleted.
But I’m only here to make y’all smile.
It takes a while, but you’ll be thankful for my style.
Cuz it makes you look that much tougher.
And I’m the only one who has to suffer.

Because,
I’m that…

Aye yo, I’m gonna make it big. I was meant to be,
Cuz everybody’s mentioned me for centuries.
They use me as a stepping stone, a comparison.
They’re hot and arrogant, and I’m just an embarrassment.
They know even though I like to zone,
I spend every single night alone, which they might condone
If they liked my tone, but they know my key is off.
Let me tell you why I’m so friggin’ soft.
Except for sixth grade, I ain’t never taken a fight.
The worst I can do is stay up late in the night.
My fashion sense is in the past tense.
Might as well tap dance, cuz with rap, I ain’t got a fat chance.
But I’m only here for entertainment.
To see y’all relax is my extra payment.
So, if you start thinking I’m whack and stinking at rap,
Then I know I’m keeping on track.

Because
I’m that…
I'm that...

I’m that. socetew.
Play your position.
I’m number zero, and don’t try to take my spot,
or else I’ll tie you up and leave you in a vacant lot.
Peace.



News by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Yee-haw!

Representin Kensington. Representin Kensington, New Hampshire.
Representin Kensington. Representin Kensington, New Hampshire.

Verse 1:

I don't live in the ghetto. I live in meadowland. Got springs in my front yard.
My neighbors sell cash crops on their farm.
I'm out of harm's way where I play basketball.
No one walks the street armed. The greatest cause for alarm
Is when a deer crosses the road. I've got fawns on my front lawn,
And sometimes in the back, but even more spectacular is the view
Of the horizon at the crack of dawn. Aquamarine, purple, yellow, orange and sometimes green. Dig it.
I don't watch it often, but when I do, it's the impression.
My remembrance helps me out. In a depression,
I look back into the scene,
And wonder why my own life can't be as serene.
I ponder what it all means in bed. Empty dreams guzzle my head
With perilous thoughts that I dread,
But can't escape. I'm trapped. I hate that my fate
Places me in a position where I can't strike back.

Chorus:

I'm working all day and night to get the master flow.
I'm always the first to come and the last to go,
But there is grass to mow. Find opportunity
In my community? That's news to me.

I'm working all day and night to get the master flow.
I'm always the first to come and the last to go,
But there is grass to mow. Find opportunity
In my community? That's news to me.

Verse 2:

I'm from a farm town with streetlights,
No sidewalk or post office. In the summer, the heat's quite
Dreadful, with the humidity. I mean, it's beautiful,
But currently, it isn't me. It's not suitable.
I need to live in an urban neighborhood.
The people all around will make it good. I take a good
Chunk out of each day to view the passersby.
Don't ask me why it tends to satisfy.
Well, I'll try to explain. It's something about seeing humanity.
That covers me in a canopy, restoring my sanity.
There is vanity in my home studio,
Looking at myself. I am a cutie, no?
But all the same, I have to intermingle.
There's only so long I can remain single.
I love New Hampshire. I'll always come back
To cut some slack after being on the attack.

Chorus

Break it down!
[Fiddle solo]

Chorus

That's news to me.
Uh-huh, that's news to me.
That's news, y'all.
See ya later.



Work/Play by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Chorus:

I hate doing work, but I love playing games. (x2)
I hate doing work, but I love to play some games. (x2)

Verse 1:

When there is stuff to do, it always happens later.
My man Dan said I'm a great procrastinator,
Unlike DDP, who's a master elevator.
When there is a job left, I am the relegator.
I never sleep no more. I'm up until 4.
You think you're tired? Ha! I kill your
Record. Too bad there's still more
To do. It just leaves more for you.
I got the type of drive that'll straight crush your spirit.
You might start strong, but you'll learn to fear it.
It starts as an echo; you can barely hear it,
But eventually, you won't even get near it.
I'm the taskmaster. Is there stuff you haven't done yet?
I'll push you to the limit until you finish one set!
And what about MY end of the bargain?
Give me credit, man. I'm chargin'.

Chorus

Verse 2:

You see, work can be quite harmful.
I do it regularly by the armful.
And consecutively, I'm ready to be
The one who's spending his free time pressing
The rewind button, and following behind someone.
My policy is economy-inclined substance.
Budgeting the fluidity.
Just like Pat maintains anonymity
At a unisex hair salon.
A little sound travels, like a carillon
Ringing twelve o'clock; 7:30,
Compressing my early hours; append them to the journey
Through the night-time. When it's best to write rhymes.
I might climb, but yet my current height's fine.
And so the outcome is minimal.
As an individual, I become cynical.

Chorus
Final Chorus with vocal solo



Broken Heart by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Hey. Yo, yo, yo, unh.

I never left you with a broken heart.
I never left you with a broken heart.
You were angry and upset with me.
We didn't speak for a very long time.

But in the end, our lives must continue.
We had a fun time, but now, it's over.
It was a learning experience.
We'll never change, we'll find somebody else.

I loved you. At least I thought I did.
What was I thinking?
It's only natural;
The truth comes out in bed.

We rarely saw each other during the daylight,
But we enjoyed being together at night.
We pulled off entertaining conversation,
Which hid the fact that we had little in common.

But in the end...

I loved you...

I loved you...

I never left you with a broken heart.
I never left you with a broken heart.

We see each other on the streets some time.
It still feels a little awkward.
I can't believe we used to make out.
I'm almost tempted to do it again.

But in the end...

It was my first big relationship,
And I cannot say I hated it.
I still adore you, but from afar.
I had myself a blast, but now it's in the past.
We knew it wouldn't last simply because of who we are.

I loved you...

I loved you...

If you've been there, you know what I mean.
Here we go!

I loved you. It's only natural.
I loved you. It's only natural.
I... I...

soce, the elemental wizard.
Peace for two thousand three, and I'm out.



Not Wanted (Clean) by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

When I first met you, you acted so fly.
I know why my throat got knotted like a bow tie.
With both eyes, I closed my grown mind.
You slowed time and hung me out to dry, like a clothesline.
But I’m emotionally over now.
I know somehow, you ain’t no poster child.
You’re waiting on prey, so you can be staking a claim
And making a play, but I’m saving the day. I’m breaking your tray.
Take it away!

You come here like your G-d’s great gift to Earth.
Like everyone’s been waiting for your birth.
Walking ‘round with a smile on your face.
Ready to put everybody in their place.

You’ve lost my trust, and that’s just too bad.
You didn’t appreciate what you had,
When it was all within your reach.
And though I will admit that you’re fine,
I’m too familiar with your kind.
You’re only looking for a piece of me.

So, you’re not wanted. You’re not wanted. I don’t want to be your man. (x 4) (plus adlibs)

Oh, oh! You be soaking it up.
Causing a faux pas when you’re alone in the club.
Thinking every homie’s in love the moment he touches ya.
I ain’t been noticing a phonier hustla.
Always showboating your customer
Like he’s a thug, and you’re a cattle rustler.
But it’s disgusting, ugly, and it pains my senses
To mention the relentless attack on my defenses
Of decency. I’m sick of trying to find the right frequency
To get you to speak with me.
At least when he’s around, you’ll leave me be.
But the moment he run’s away, you’ll come speedily
To my side to try to force me to play the game,
But my aim has changed, while yours remains the same.
Trying to be taking the cake and grabbing the date.
You wanna make me your mate? You’ll be having to wait,
Cuz I’m out. It ain’t in my fate.
And I’m not gonna have a debate.

So, you’re not wanted. You’re not wanted. I don’t want to be your man. (x 4) (plus adlibs)

Baby, shake it up, like salt and pepper.
We be making up, but not together.
Cuz you’re breaking out like ancient leather.
… One more time, y’all.
Baby, shake it up, like salt and pepper.
We be making up, but not together.
Cuz you’re breaking out like ancient leather.

You’ve lost my trust, and that’s just too bad.
You didn’t appreciate what you had,
When it was all within your reach.
And though I will admit that you’re fine,
I’m too familiar with your kind.
You’re only looking for a piece of me.

You’re not wanted. I don’t want you in my life.
You’re not wanted. I don’t want you in my life, baby.
You’re not wanted. I don’t want you in my life.
You’re not wanted. I don’t want you in my life.

So, you’re not wanted. We could have been good friends. I don’t want to be your man.
So, you’re not wanted. We could have left hand-in-hand. I don’t want to be your man.
So, you’re not wanted. We could have had a good time. I don’t want to be your man.
So, you’re not wanted. It's over now. Just go away. I don’t want to be your man.

You’re not… wanted.



S&S by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Sunlight and shadow.
Such a peculiarity.
Nothing is truly a rarity
As pertains to their displacement.

Whenever you see me,
You never see my entirety.
All you perceive is entirely
A mirage, due to the sunlight.

Even though we're a long distance apart,
I will hold you close to my heart.

And I will try and guide you.
And I.. even when I'm no longer on this earth.

It was not my idea
To be together here with you.
But now no one else here will do.
You're the only one I can relate to.

Although you will never
Truly understand my steez.
My only request is can I please
Be released from the shadows?

Even though...

And I...

You must wonder to whom I give all this praise.
When you find out, I'm sure you'll be amazed.
But in time, I hope you will concur.
For that person is you, the listener.

And I...
And I...

Even when I'm just sunlight and shadow.
Sunlight and shadow.
Sunlight and shadow.



I Miss You by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

After the sunlight washes over the canyons,
And there’s only moonshine, you are my companion.
After the sun’s rays wash over your body,
Then you can hear me whispering sweet nothings.
I miss you.

It’s been a long time, and I miss your touch.
Warm, firm, strong and guiding, but soft, like soap suds.
Memories of being with you helped me focus
All my energies into writing this opus,
But the truth is I can never get you back. I hope you’re still intact.
You’re probably packed somewhere in the attic.
I automatically think back to when it was a habit
To watch you move animated like magic. (Wizardry)
I vividly remember the classic imagery of having you mimic me.
Individually, you’d shine one at a time. You were one of a kind.
It was good to know someone was mine.
But some of the time, I’d suddenly find,
I became sullen cuz I wasn’t touch your mind,
So I abandoned you after a game of peek-a-boo.
What a thing to do, but hey, I still think of you.

After the sunlight washes over the canyons,
And there’s only moonshine, you are my companion.
After the sun’s rays wash over your body,
Then you can hear me whispering sweet nothings.
I miss you.
I miss you.

And it ain’t like life doesn’t go on.
I put my show on, can only prolong for so long.
I gotta continue and find a new venue.
Search every menu. I tend to
Idealize the times when I was younger.
Romanticize the days before I had the hunger.
I was free to relax and view the whole world with wonder
From the crackle of the fire to the flash of the thunder. (Elements)
I could tell a friend anything, and it was relevant.
Didn’t have to be elegant. I watched a lot of television.
Well, that’s the same as today, but back then,
I wasn’t fazed by the games people play, everything was okay.
My own name was Scoe way before it was ordained soce,.
I miss the years when the laughter flowed freely,
And everything was perfect, just like on the TV.

After the sunlight washes over the canyons,
And there’s only moonshine, you are my companion.
After the sun’s rays wash over your body,
Then you can hear me whispering sweet nothings.
I miss you.

You can’t turn back time.
If I could learn that line, the whole world would be mine.
I gotta maintain a sense of innocence,
But naivete’s letting me get some inner dents.
A combination of a tough a weak side,
Plus some luck to squeak by is the substance I seek. My
Bottom line is to find excitement in every stage of your life.
Then every day, you’ll be feeling alright.

After the sunlight washes over the canyons,
And there’s only moonshine, you are my companion.
After the sun’s rays wash over your body,
Then you can hear me whispering sweet nothings.
I miss you.
I miss you.



Going Further by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

From the moment I laid eyes on you baby,
I knew you were gonna be something big
But I never anticipated that my
Shyness would prevent me from uttering,
"I love you."
I couldn’t do it right; I held on too tight,
And the words came out too strong.
Now, it feels like you’re gone, and something is wrong because…

(Going further in my life)
You’re supposed to be going further in my life.
I wanted to have and hold you tight, console you and
Make you feel alright.
Our relations would get tight.
Maybe even stay for the night.

So now, we’re stuck in a stand-still,
But sometimes, it’s like that, I must confess.
And the only way out is for you to like me more,
Or for me to like you less.
And I fear
The latter as the outcome, but wonder how come
I didn’t notice this before.
You’re pushing me down to the sea floor, but I’m blowing out like C-4.

(Going further in my life)
You’re supposed to be going further in my life.
I wanted to have and hold you tight, console you and
Make you feel alright.
Our relations would get tight.
Maybe even stay for the night.

Whoo!

I’m trying to move forward, but I gotta look back,
Or I’ll turn into salt. You put my shaker on the rack.
Whenever I see you, I feel under attack.
I can’t handle the pressure, won’t you cut me some slack.
So, go on, pretty baby,
Cuz whenever I set you up with the lyrics that you need..
Whoa-oh-oh.

I’m thinking about you, baby.
You got me thinking about your body.
Don’t you know I’m thinking about you, baby,
But you don’t think nothing of me,

Cuz you’re not going further in my life.
You’re supposed to be going further in my life.
I wanted to have and hold you tight, console you and
Make you feel alright.
Our relations would get tight.
Maybe even stay for the night.

But you’re not going further in my life.
You’re supposed to be going further in my life.
I wanted to have and hold you tight, console you and
Make you feel alright.
Our relations would get tight.
Maybe even stay for the night.

From the moment I laid eyes on you baby,
I knew you were gonna be something big
But I never anticipated that my
Shyness would prevent me from uttering,
"I love you."
I couldn’t do it right; I held on too tight,
And the words came out too strong.
Now, it feels like you’re gone, and something is wrong because…

You’re supposed to be…
You’re supposed to have gone into my life.
You’re supposed to be… yeah, yeah.
Without you, my life’s falling apart.
My life…
You’re supposed…
Why, why, why don’t you come into my life.



H but H (Clean) by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Back up in high school, life was cruel like a slide rule.
I drooled over some guys who despised fools
Like me, and I was like, "Gee, he might see
My plea to be with him nightly, like a wifee."
But he didn't discover me. He must see
("Ungh!") as disgusting, like chutney.
One day, I'd let the world know that I'm gay,
But they wouldn't approve, they'd yell, "Oy, vey!" ("Oy gavolt.")
I couldn't move; was stuck in stand-still;
Hotter than the big band festival in Danville, (Kentucky!)
KY. I started the summer thinking I was bi,
But I soon discovered I only love guys.
Sure, I'm comfortable around females and
Sea snails, but they're only minor details.
I need males. Otherwise, I'll derail off the track.
I look at him, but he doesn't look back.

Because he's hot, but he's het.
It's because he's hot, but he's het.
(H but H. Got it? Good.)

Yo, when I go to Toad's and see those *ssholes
Who could beat me to a pulp, but they're so beautiful,
I gotta recompense my thoughts with another look.
You can read my heart like a lover's book.
But nevertheless, my diatribe goes unappreciated.
My mind's deteriorated. And it's
Infuriating when you know who you want with certainty
After years of fears, but he doesn't agree.
And you would never even mention it.
You only drop subtle hints, like acting effeminate.
But I need a big, strong man to hold my hand.
I'm sick of coming up with a plan.
I'm sick of cowering to the demand of a gay lifestyle.
Will I ever get married and raise a child?
Who will I run to when I'm in need?
I feel like Taka and Funaki.. "Evil!" "Indeed!"

Because he's hot, but he's het.
He's so hot, but he's het! (Uh-oh!)

Because he's hot, but he's heterosexual.
Cut the bullcrap, cuz you phat, but I knew that
This cool cat is not selectable.
He's like a vegetable; not flexible.
Because he's hot but he's heterosexual.
Cut the bullcrap, cuz you phat, but I knew that
This cool cat is not selectable.
Like a fresh vegetable, he's not flexible.

A-yo, he's hot, but he's heterosexual.
A-yo, he's hot, but he's heterosexual, uhn.
.. but so delectable, ooh.



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