The Baptism EP (Clean)

by Dynesti Williams

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Censored radio edit of The Baptism EP.

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released April 15, 2014

Lyrics and vocals by Dynesti Williams, Produced by Jermatic (Excluding Bonus track "Arson" produced by Timian), Mixed & Mastered by Ante O'Connor of www.musicisabstract.com. Funded by CUE Art Projects Grant.

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Dynesti Williams Toronto, Ontario

Inspiring people everywhere to reconnect to their authentic selves through bold and unapologetic live performances, lyrics, videos, and sonic experiences, Dynesti Williams is an unstoppable powerhouse. Her passion encourages listeners to take a dive into consciousness through hip-hop/soul with a "dash" of reggae. ... more

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Track Name: ReConnect (Radio Edit)
INTRO
I want to reconnect to you-oo-oo-oo-ooo
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
I want to reconnect--

VERSE ONE
There’s no breath left in me
No life, there’s no light, no fight in me
I might just get high, take flight in me
Pain is so plenty
Death can come get me
Hell can’t be far from here
Maybe it’d burn my tears
Put something of mine on the rise (Rise)
Evaporate pain out eyes (Eyes)
Maybe then I’d get to live on through the rain
Force the whole world to adapt to change
Flood all the banks and destroy the prisons
Cleanse the whole world like a baptism
But here I am crying spiritually (Oh)
Trying not to give in to defeat (Oh)
Tears like a river immersing me (Yeah)
Show my reflection and it sings (Ooo)

HOOK
I want to reconnect to you-oo-oo-oo-ooo
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you
I want to reconnect to you-oo-oo-oo-ooo
You, you, you, you
You, you, you, you

VERSE TWO
I wanna know why Yah wants me here
I am too drained to persevere
Last will be first? Well I hate the rear
Everybody sees and nobody cares
I want out, I’m not who I want to be
Got a lack of opportunity lynching me
Young black female, sick of being ignored
A minor broad, hoping that I strike a chord
Cuz I’m done with all the hardship, I’m off it
Makes me nauseous, so cautious
When the Baptism droppin, you cop it
Cuz my verses on some Pac s***, they honest
And I'm hoping that you heed me, believe me
Hope my songs make it easy to feel me
Let me know you receive me, the real me
Let your hands hit the ceiling, cuz really…

VERSE THREE
What’s going on in here?
Causing breakdowns in the atmosphere
Something inside me needs to clear
Something so real that I have to share
Cuz do you understand what connections do?
Where two or three are gathered energy is too
Blessed cuz I find my higher self in you
Blessed cuz I find my higher self in you
Track Name: Dreamer (Slew Dem) (Radio Edit)
VERSE ONE
As a kid I used to hang posters on my wall
Of all the people who to me, seemed to have it all
Conspired a higher reach than all of the stars
Gimmie a galaxy in my back yard
The currency, one heart
One reign, one GOD
Now I'm just sick of being patient
I'm livin' life borderline homelessness
And easy money isn't worth life to get
So f*** all the rules and the standards set
This world ain't real, but the debt is stress
They make few meant to have, most never get
I make due with my have's and I'm never whole
So Imma find my hope in a righteous toke
Dream under oath, bold is a painful growth
So my bredrens filling up on rum coke
Feel that ascension hit us, cups overflow
Our holy ghost, saving us from all our woes
Better than letting any of our thoughts provoke
So raise a toast, raise a toast

HOOK
Dreamer, what you afraid of? (What you afraid of?)
Dreamer, know what you’re made of (Know what you're made of)
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-out!

VERSE TWO
I’m the ungodly presence of fear and resentment
Not satisfied with the way that I’m living
Not satisfied with my fatal decline
I’m not stable, about to derail
I just tread the thin line of life and death
Make mistakes, learn the way and how to prevent
Start to wake, lessons start kickin in
Start to fade, then it start all over again
And I’m sittin' in a tornado
Of low payroll, and lowered goals
With nowhere to go
With the people I relate to making toasts
In overdose hoping my end is close cuz I
Don’t want to dive in a 9-5
And if we hit the streets we’ve already died
Got a lot I wanna do with my time but no money
There's nobody lookin’ out for me?
Options are so limited
See the eye in needle, am I the thread?
I aspire to make me a shall that says
I shall prevail no matter what trials are there

HOOK
Dreamer, what you afraid of? (What you afraid of?)
Dreamer, know what you’re made of (Know what you're made of)
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-ow-out
Slew Dem
Kill em ow-out!

OUTRO
Aye, aye
Slew the demons, yes
Slew the doubting
Slew the doubting
Slew the doubting, yes
Track Name: *BONUS* Arson (Prod By Timian)
FREE VERSE
Can’t get sick of what I’m uttering
You’re dairy tolerant
I dare he to beak, When I slaughter him
Growing on ya’ll no option for abortion
Can’t stop the D with an army of Trojans
Wan f*** wit me?
Rep threats, extortion
Get me vex and you’ll be the next neck to coughin'
Choke on the rise, this back to awesome
Back when femcee lyrics weren’t injected poison
Take a back seat when it starts a bubblin' and boiling
Overflow on the scene, call me a spoiler
You will want more, to that I’m looking forward
Like a prophetess, try ya best not to ignore it
The most high rock be rim stone for your goals
If you take a shot at me find your openings closed
Catching up to my ability is my only goal
Won’t fold for ya honey, no oragamy
But, if’s or probably’s, I do this properly
When you tune to my wave length you’ll find me
You’ll be shore when I hit it’s tsunami
Spit till I drown each bit of doubting
With lyrical baptisms
Break your third eye’s prison
Get out your life sentence
Paragraph, story, novel
Here’s spiritual ass whopping
Lyrical class teaching ascension from classism
I get a pass, music as good as it get isn’t it?
So when I spazz swallow my wrath censorship
I’m Breaking Bad, I’m making meth-ology
Just like my music, all you need is one hit
One hit and you addict
So captains in the game say here's/hair's the top spot
Artists dread when I drop cuz they tracks ain’t hott
No weaving through my plots, I’ll have the caps locked
It’s an upper case arson
How the tracks spark

OUTRO
I’m in love with a dead beat and comfortable
Cuz it’s healthy to blend with vegetables
Right?
(Can't stop the D, can't stop the D)
Even the stars sayin’ they can’t taur with us
They bring too much bull
Cuz these artists played out, no festivals
Right?
(Can't stop the D, can't stop the D)