I'm in My Own World





I'm in My Own World
soce, the elemental wizard
  1. Feels Good
  2. I'm That
  3. News
  4. Work/Play
  5. RPG Interlude
  6. H but H
  7. Broken Heart
  8. Not Wanted
  9. Wistful Breeze
  10. Magnifying Glass
  11. I Miss You
  12. Going Further
  13. Be Mine
  14. State of Affairs
  15. 7 HP
  16. Funny Feeling
  17. Bonus Track #1
  18. [Silence]
  19. Bonus Track #2
Lyrics to the rest of I'm in My Own World's tracks right here.

[[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:
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All tracks except for 1, 4, 5, 6, 9, 10, 12, 13 and 16 mixed by Just One at KMA Music, NYC.

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

Violin on tracks 2, 3, 9 and 10 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 7 and 12 performed by A. Singer.

Flute on track 8 performed by Kenji Kikuchi.

Sax on track 14 performed by Kenji Kikuchi.

Viola on track 16 performed by A. Singer.

Inner photo of soce taken by http://www.fionasinger.com, NYC.

Album artwork and cover phot of soce by http://www.juliogranados.com, NYC.

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

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Lyrics


Feels Good (Dirty) 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 Jewish, Gay, White MC.
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
The same sex, because the train wrecks the main set.
So, stay in check. Player, respect the game deck.
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 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
Manhood. Grabbed him by the crook of his thighs.
Better hold on tight by the look in his eyes!
I threw my disguise out, and for those who despise
My homosexuality, 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
No matter what. No matter who. Sometimes it's black, white, brown;
Sometimes, it's me, sometimes, it's you. Incredible!

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

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I’m That (Dirty) 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 smoke wee or drink.
Well I might, but not enough to leave a stink on my breath.
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, checking my microphone
Is this thing even on, or did someone leave it off?
Let me tell you why I’m so friggin’ soft.
Except for Boy Scouts, I ain't never shot glocks.
The worst thing that I can do is cock block.
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.

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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.

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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

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RPG Interlude by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Ruffian: And now, you must die!
Announcer: A ruffian approaches. Surprise attack! Ruffian swings club at socetew for 6 HP damage.
socetew: Oof! That hurt. Unh!
A: socetew punches ruffian in the chest for 3 HP damage.
s: Wow. What nice pectoral muscles.
R: Arghh, you pansy. I’ve had enough of you.
A: Ruffian chokes socetew for 10 HP damage. socetew defends, grabbing ruffian’s arms.
s: Ooh, you’re arms are so big and hairy.
R: Yarks. I’m not into that man-lickin’ stuff. My body is only for the ladies.
A: Ruffian knees socetew in the stomach. Power Attack!! 18 HP damage. Bleep! Bleep! Bleep! socetew’s energy is low.
s: Oh, well in that case… Aarakayakaya!!!
A: socetew casts Fire Storm, Level 3.
R: Agghhh!!!
s: Now, YOU’RE the one who’s flaming.
A: The fire spell causes 158 HP damage, incinerating ruffian to a crisp. All enemies defeated. socetew gains 25 EP and 42 GP, but remains all alone.

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H but H (Dirty) 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
Butt sex as fuckin' 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 assholes
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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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.

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Not Wanted (Dirty) 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.

[Background Vocals:]

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.

[Foreground Vocals:]

socetew. Come on. Check it. Check it out, y'all. Yo.

I could give you a chance to get in my pants,
And I bet you'd be impressive, like a video dance,
But those hands already touched many a man,
And I wouldn't be the last, I'm ahead of your plan
To abandon me soon as I stop spending cheese.
I'll be on bended knee, you're saying, "Tempt me please,
With a Bentley that's dent-free, gas tank never empty,
Plus many burgers at Wendy's and Denny's,
Ice cream from Friendly's,
And plenty of clothing that's steadily trendy,
'Til I'm broke, and I'm begging my friends to be
Lending their pennies. You're deadly, like a knife!
Your love is fake, like a toupee! There's only one thing left to say:
"I don't want you in my life." No way.

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.

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Wistful Breeze by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

Chorus:

"I am so incredibly hot, and I just don’t know what to do with myself." You must be thinking,
"I am so incredibly hot, and I just don’t know what to do with myself." And it’s true, because
You are so incredibly hot, and you just don’t know what to do with yourself. You must be thinking
How you’re so incredibly hot, and you just don’t know what to do with yourself.

Verse 1:

There is a wistful breeze blowing through the air.
Whispering through the trees, saying, "Can you spare
Me a second? There’s no need to be scared.
Please don’t break my heart beyond repair."
The beauty of your looks cannot be compared.
If you motion me over, believe me, I’m there!
But unfortunately, you remain unaware,
And if you did find out, you wouldn’t even care.
We’re in different worlds. I mean, I’m quite handsome.
But not enough to deserve a high ransom.
Should I disappear, I’m easily replaceable,
While your style remains untraceable.
I mean, it’s so original and mature,
Spontaneously funny; heartwarmingly pure,
Screaming, "I live life at a relaxed pace.
I’ve got a stunning body and a perfect face.
You’re thinking,

Chorus

Verse 2:

So, who’re you searching for?
You probably want someone you can adore.
Just like me, but more obscure.
To hide the facts from you like a great film noir,
So the entire time, you’re still unsure.
Are you being loved? Is it truly hardcore?
Or in a few months, will you be ignored?
Are you rarely broken out and mostly stored
As cheap entertainment when your mate is bored??
I would never turn you into a wreck.
You can have me filled with admiration and respect.
Please don’t reject me.
Take your time when selecting.
Just because I’m searching for good looks,
That doesn’t have to be the criteria in your books.
We can diversify.
But if you don’t want me, I’ll be certain why.
You’re thinking,

Chorus

Verse 3:

On closer inspection, I’ve had an epiphany.
Of course you would not want to get with me!
Assuming that we did make out,
Afterwards, we’d having nothing to talk about.
The only attraction is physically.
Mentally, you represent the epitome
Of all I abhor in a person.
No self-confidence. Always uncertain.
Your appearance is all a fascade.
If you showed your fears, then I would applaud.
But you’re just a fraud--so I cannot nod--
Hiding behind your friends by displaying camaraderie.
I can only be with those who reach out to me.
Not somebody who’s out to sea.
So if you want to hook up, I can make myself handy.
Otherwise, you’re just eye-candy.

Bridge:

Incredibly hot, hot, hot. I, I, I am so incredibly hot. Eye candy.
The beauty of your looks. Searching, searching for good looks.
Got a stunning body and a perfect face, face, face.
Incredi-credi-credibly hot. Spontaneously funny, heartwarmingly pure
Entertainment. Quite handsome physically.
While your style remains like a good film noir.
Attraction, admiration and respect.

Final Chorus:

"I am so incredibly hot, and I just don’t know what to do with myself." You must be thinking,
"I am so incredibly hot, and I just don’t know what to do with myself."
You are so incredibly hot, and you just don’t know what to do with yourself. I mean you must be thinking
How you’re so incredibly hot, and you just don’t know what to do with yourself. Peace, I’m out.

soce, the elemental wizard. Come on. Yeah. Whadup. Unh, unh. Unh, come on. Yeah, feel the rhythm, now.

[Singing]: Know what to do with yourself. You just don’t know what to do with yourself.
With yourself. You got to know, got to know.

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Magnifying Glass by soce, the elemental wizard
© 2003 Andrew Singer

soce… soce…
Whadup. My name is soce, the elemental wizard,
And I've learned the further I get away from it all,
It's easier to tell what's really going on.

Yo.
In the seven-one-eight, every thing is great.
I'm from the six-oh-three as you can see.
I give a shout-out to my ex-b.f. Nate
Whom I held after dating the young ladies.
It was a topsy-turvy time with lots of confusion.
My head bent out of place with contusions.
But I learned which kids are the coolest.
Some that appear to be studs are really clueless,
And vice versa. That's what forced me
To chill with the friendliest, like my buddy Horsey.
Cuz when people care for me, I care for them.
Communities grow when we're willing to share a friend.
Stuff in common; fun to be with.
That should be the guide for whom we're seen with.
In my life, lots has come to pass,
and I can see it all at last, with the help of a

Magnifying Glass.
With my magnifying glass. Whoo!
In my life, lots has come to pass,
and I can see it all at last, with the help of a
Magnifying Glass.
With my magnifying glass. Whoo!
In my life, lots has come to pass,
and I can see it all at last, yo, unh.

Cuz that's what it was like.
Running through my world, feeling uptight.
Often times when I would grab a bite,
I did it alone, sticking out like a stalagmite. (Ouch!)
At first, I felt lame and under pressure,
But in time, I began to treasure
A moment to myself in this day.
No longer having to be on display.
Cuz it can take so much energy
To appease others and blend into the scenery,
When I'd rather run free
And make crazy faces people would find ugly.
I gotta express my creativity,
Whether happily or lividly,
Cuz time rushes by so fast,
And I'd rather just sit in the grass, looking through a

Magnifying Glass.
With my magnifying glass. Whoo!
Cuz time rushes by so fast,
And I'd rather just sit in the grass, looking through a
Magnifying Glass.
With my magnifying glass. Whoo!
Cuz time rushes by so fast,
And I'd rather just sit in the grass, yo.

Individuality
Has a very low salary.
It's often seen as a malady,
And that's the reality.
But you gotta give it a try.
You should never have to split the pie.
Cuz some day, you could hit the fly,
Unless you'd rather just sit inside.

Individuality...

Individuality,
I could not find you at first,
But I discovered you at last
With my magnifying glass.. Whoo!

With my magnifying glass,
With my magnifying glass,...

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