Semi Six - Audio Swim Class

The goals ummm?

Get pape, stay fly like toad tongues

Like sv i raise it up

Built this shit brick by brick, i’m on my franklin stuff

White man fear of a black planet we flav and chuck

From the city of in the midwest where niggas take ya buffs

I need a check with eighty digits

All black benz, polo jacket and yankees fitted

Flip the pages

Whip the durango right on the strip in vegas

Niggas a list

Spray the ensemble down with the richest fragrance

Play my live music audio book or cassette
Sleep on my body of work and put a crook in ya neck

I rock a pistons starter, with the gym bag

The way i flow is like a audio swim class

Lessons and laps

Deep diving depths til it’s black

No visibility

On the ocean floor i script calligraphy

Champagne spillin on my jordan toe box

On the road to riches state police be on the road blocks

Check

Me and billie conversing under the cali sun

Talking bout ya wack ass music and how it’s badly done

Learn the knowledge
It all was foretold by the words of prophets

Hurt his wallets

Got all my money right on the first deposit

I waiting to get paid

Cuz i’m the image of god

And the world was created in six days

Uh

You mcdonalds and i’m peter lugers

This is fine cuisine, red box logo on voice yea i rhyme supreme

Smooth as tyler cherry bomb find your wings

Make her move the gluteus inside her jeans

This that french bread and red wine at banquets

Colors on my hand picture perfect when i paint it
I’m a work of art, it don’t matter how you frame it

A valuable investment, professionals appraise it

Im back in the flow

The 92 javelin throw

Katherine and joe

They son michael dance with fro

Examine the glow

He do a spin, stand on the toe

Then x you out like the gravesite of madam laveau

I’m from the city of the spinners and temps

Where triggers get clenched

That leave open caskets where sinners repent

Armed foi members patrol the palace gate

Every bar is nino brown and naked women baggin weight

Kidnap the beat with a braided rope and some masking tape

Kill the source of light with a kunai then i assassinate

Niggas claim fly but be bummy in real life

Im all about a check, black version of phil knight

Like kyrie i dribble through the cones on the court

Thought you was king? i usurp the throne in ya fort

Leave you in a dungeon chewin on bones in some pork

You heard my lines got a dollar bill and rolled it to snort

I rock the black cement quatro

Black flight suit to match make it trabajo

Oh boy fly like juelz killa n capo

My sixth album almost done, prepare ya dinner table

All these horses up in my closet you thought you in a stable

Shorty broke her necck tryna see the drip, damn near twist her ankle

Yellin ain’t a threat, a silent killer, my whisper fatal

This is the warning

I heard all the albums and yea, you niggas boring

I couldn’t get through track 3 i started snoring

Yall on the brink of death in the desert the buzzard soarin

Semi Six is an MC from Detroit’s west side, a city overflowing in music and art, though this is not where his journey as a rapper would begin. From 2012 to 2104, he lived abroad in Malaysia and worked closely with the artists there such as Sony artist Sona One, opened up for DJ Whoo Kid and was one third of the rap group The BlackSmiths.
Returning back to his hometown in 2014, with a bravado style tone and lyrical wit, he and his high school friend Nolan The Ninja would do shows at venues in Detroit, sit in each other’s studio sessions and go digging for records often. In the midst of releasing his first project “The Coronation”, he collaborated with many local Detroit rappers and producers such as Ilajide, Pig Pen, Foul Mouth, and a slew of other Detroit artist. Nolan would soon feature Semi on his Left Of Center /Fat Beats 2016 released LP titled “He(Art)” on a bonus record called “Enigma”.
Picking up steam in the Detroit rap scene, Semi assisted by Nolan The Ninja, would make another self released project titled “Park Orange”, a 9 track EP filled with boom bap style head banging beats and masterful rhymes entirely produced by Clear Soul Forces member Ilajide. Semi and Ilajide, joined by features from E Fav, Nolan The Ninja and Layna Lavish, gained critical acclaim throughout the blog-sphere, and the EP was purchased and streamed from cities stretching as far as Sao Paulo, Osaka and to the far corners of Auckland New Zealand.
Born Jael McCreary, the 90’s and early 2000’s guided his tastes for music, approach and style as a boy growing up in Detroit. He prides himself on sharp lyricism and style, and has always saw himself apart of Hip Hop culture since his first time abroad in the early 2000’s, when his family opened a clothing store in Qatar specializing in throw back jerseys and other sports and urban apparel named after Detroit’s most famous venue and store, “The Hip Hop Shop”.