Visionaries - Put It Together (Official Music Video)

Описание: Visionaries "Put It Together"
The 2nd Official single/video from the Visionaries 5th album "V."

Produced by: DJ Rhettmatic for Beat Junkie Sound
Co-Produced by Slopfunkdust for Beat Fanatic
Lyrics: KeyKool, Dannu, LMNO, 2Mex, Lord Zen
Mixed by Wiz1der - instagram: @wiz1der
Mastered by L-Roxx - instgram: @luifranco
Filmed by: the Visionaries
Edited by: Lord Zen & KeyKool

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The Visionaries are DJ Rhettmatic, Dannu, Lord Zen, 2Mex, LMNO & KeyKool.
Established 1995

Lyrics:
KeyKool:
If you know what time it is timeless,
minus the mindless, regardless of your vices,
glued to your devices, it’s that non-divisive,
close your eyes to show you where your eyes is,
It’s the highsmen, not that weird science,
But he don’t even have a license
when he’s driving through this crisis,
High risk pilots navigating through eyelids,
It was written even though he freestyled it,
Spit what you want and get what you intend,
Channel your energy to see what you invent,
Mansions to tent cities, bring intensity
with intent to love immensely,
Hence we represent that never-ending story
of the glory embedded in our cores,
It’s all been said and done before, thought I was done before,
Until I realized that we are still the ones for sure.

Dannu:
It’s the calm before the storm, born with an excellent
view of the norm a thick skin to be worn in these
times of non-rhyming capabilities, Our teachers
would have never let these half-steppers in the facilities,
No apologies needed always speak how you feel
Stay true to what you do feel the definition of real,
Redefining appeal opposite of dumbing down,
The fact we learn something new makes us smile and not a frown,
It’s the way we get down a James Brown type of function
Talk about be about just do something
Yeah the universal language through the vehicle of music
Our vibrations felt our ancestors used to use it
Walk for miles in the sun working all day shifts
but if you’re working in rhythm then a job ain’t shit (2x)

LMNO:
Let me spit this inventory, Not for the fame & the glory,
put that fire out, silence the category,
Any concert, America's so gory,
rap ain't the cause for violence, end of story,
Separate the separatist, limb by limb,
Arm, Leg, Leg, Armming Hammer, bimb! 
Skim the fat from the the brim of the hat,
We're different infact we're all the same when we say that,
Deflated the bubble, never had to make it pop,
Get your face landscaped, leave enough on top,
Braaaaat! Fuck what you thought,
Unless it's that good vibe, be what you taught.

2Mex:
It’s 2020 we still trying to solve these jigsaws,
3 years ago the doctor cut off my leg with a jigsaw,
and I’m still here trying to carry you up these hills in a rickshaw,
It took the cops to kill Nipsey for you to make it to Crenshaw,
Avenge his death by having knowledge of self and then some,
Ignorant rappers are holding your soul for ransom,
Enough to make you wanna go vegan with all the carnage,
I feel dead inside like all the DJs eyes that love good music
and are forced to play all that garbage,
By time we admit to ourselves that we’ve been set up,
our love is stronger than your hate we have no time to let up,
Fans always ask me why the Visionaries couldn’t put it together
and be as big as Kendrick, maybe it’s being an independent,
and maybe it’s that bullshit, I tell them that we don’t have to be
Logic or Russ cuz we’re just us

Zen:
Creatin’ with my bredren again,
no preference pens, it's all digital print,
Phones & laptops, no loose leafs,
sitting in the corner, thumbing out heat,
But it's still that original blend, friends to brothers,
breaking the trends since the begin,
Just when we're thinking 'bout money, cars and cribs,
some got to raising youth, the best thing that we did,
Lil Mama Trinity, oldest of the younger kids,
3 of them grown, Miguelito, Momo and Sprig,
The life i live now is for my wife, I give shouts to my children,
“Elvis has left the building" to them now,
After instilling the memoirs of all the grimoires,
Zen's out travel in the wind, bow to nothing but my Original Sin,
How's the weather in SoCal? My new locale,
top of the mountain, read the profile,
Show up at your Smoke Out, smoked out,
step on stage, calm, infect the onlookers like napalm,
with a bass thump, they come, to face one,
and then i'm done the Son/Sun sets..