Re-vised material from 2010 and new 2014 @4:00am

I thought it was whatever so I never shared it. It's not bad though, but it's still whatever. I just revised it and made it a little better. Have it for free. Wrote this early 2010, in my 4th year at college.



Spare Me the Hype

Break beats, break stereotypes.
I'm not a passive child,
Developed my rapping style
so i don't get smoked
like a joint or a roach, or a black and mild.
i like boo's, shoes, and acting wild.
it's been a long and lasting while
since an Asian brother like me,
got the chance to get free. I can't mask my smile.
so like the Nile, I flow and give life.
i bring peace/piece like a paper or a pipe.
and, i like melons when they ripe.
but Bite? not quite. stay polite with insights
hide when you within sight.
I'm the son, I been bright.
First came matter, and then light.
Don't get shocked like Dendrites*

 Ooooh thunderous! I like that one now. I remember exactly where I was, and what was going on, the day/moment I wrote the original.

 Also written just earlier that year. I was asked to write a short bio for myself:

Tom T. Nguyen
is not good at writing biographies for himself. He has been a difficult person since the womb. He is not easy to put up with, or understand. He grew up in in the Garden Grove School District when it was bad, and believes that this is what makes him a little bit cool and "Mexican-washed." After moving to the Fountain Valley School District, he became a dork, and has remained that way since. This has allowed him to do well in school and be awkward around girls. In 2003, he thought learning to dance would make him cool, but it didn't. Sometimes he will devilishly advocate, and this causes arguments.  He grew up atheist, but lately he has been feeling spiritual. He is now good friends with God.

Hell yeah! I find that sh!t hilarious, and it's actually very true. It's not a bad sum-up of me, in the style that I would do it, back in 2010. I guess that "style that I would do it" changes constantly. Something I would write in 8th grade would be different from what I would write now, right now. So the message is to write! Just write! Always be writing. I have so much written. "Write anything you don't want forgotten." At least keep a journal, but personal recording sake!




Also wrote this this morning:

10/17, Friday morning, 4:00-4:30am

I think I'm gonna be Wolverine for Halloween.
It's my second year in New Orleans.
Gettin that green, got myself into the scene.
I know my royal lineage so I found myself a queen.
It's easy to be lazy, and nothing's what it seems.
What you need to do is find a winning team.
And then work hard and never give up on your dream.
That's how you rise about the average, if you know what I mean.

I'm backed by statistics, play with linguistics
When I'm feeling uplifted, Young, Fresh and Gifted.
Wicked slickness, get wit this and bear witness.
Love the bare wetness. Don't compare weakness,
Just peep this. Make the main point, my thesis.
If we ALL work TOGETHER, it's harder to defeat us.

So let's not be cheaters, let's be high achievers.
I expand like the Uni-verse, stay balanced like Libras.

That is all for now. Have a great day!

9/20 SPILL Rhymes for the Day

Wrote these today.


9/20
Look around, that's using eyesight.
Look back, that's using hindsight.
Look ahead, that's called foresight.
Look within, that's gaining insight.




Check this out, you got quarters and dimes.
Make up 2 equations, can you solve it on time?
It's easy and it's challenging, you gotta use your mind.
That's how you climb. - It's called an incline.

Rise over run, you should rise and become
A positively-minded person, not one that's dumb.
Yo that wouldn't be right. - So just do right.
If you ask me, then I'll tell you that I do write.

 - But I kick flows, free style of poetry.
I'm the one who knows. Guess that's why y'all blowing me
When You Act Outta Line, and try to avoid ya problems.
That's no real solution, you should really try to solve 'em.

---
The original problem was:
If you have a total of 100 quarters and dimes, with a value of $14.05, how many quarters do you have?

Linear systems, solve 2 equations at once.


Video with music coming soon,  I'm about to update it. But gonna go to session first, get my rock on. Peace!

Classroom Flows!

Actually wrote this in my car in an inspired moment.

Outside the mall. Then I bought shoes. It was a dope day.

States of Matter

by Tom T.

This is to my country like American Bandstand.

With the strength that allows my friends to easily get up into a handstand,

I take a panoramic scan, from Louisiana land to Uzbekistan.

Sometimes take a seat. Sometimes take a stand.

Sometimes take a walk, sometimes have a dance.

Sometimes you can advance investing summertime for a chance.

Searched for that rare knowledge.

With thirst for that air mileage.

My days back in college were amazing, life was solid.

Since then I learned to flow. Had to know, so I scholar'd.

(some Asian shit)

Aqueous. Rhyme spontaneous. No caging this.

It's hot like a Cajun dish.

Had to calculate the changing ex (change in x).

Say what's next, way complex.

Yet it's not hard to get like the distance to the vertex.

T encourage wrecks on the musical sets, burning flesh.

Breaking beats, earning cash.

Running fast as I mentally dash,

And flashback to my days late for class, chasing ass.

Learned enough to pass, hope I don't miss the Bruin Bash.

Out in Westwood, felt the blessing, It was Good.

Understood. Burn like a candle,

Know what you can do and determine what you should.

It's good to think but it's also good to act.

Can't be indecisive saying should this and should that.

You'll become a should-head, and fall on your ass flat.

That would be wack, so get on the right track. 

Say the wrong thing and you might get smacked.

It's time to take it back, like zoo animals to they habitat.

Shoutout to the bboys who don't need a mat.

No love for the ones who still don't know how to act.

We break on our back without breaking our back.

Strangers in the street get impressed and give us cash.

Straight up, no tax, now we can pay for gas.

Might get a 20 bag, hope to make it last.

Get that paper back.

Do the math.

Or feel the wrath.

I call it "States of Matter" cuz I play with that solid-liquid gas theme, and also, the United States... that matters.

Stream the Audio, or start to follow:

https://soundcloud.com/tomt-2/classroom-flow-states-of

The Divine Side of Music Theory

In honor of National Poetry Month, my recent interest in Pythagoras' life//Pythagoreanism, and my insatiable need to create, I wrote a new poem, in a new style.

A "21st-century style" from a 21st-century mind, they'll come up with an official name for it 100 years down the line, as science and spirituality continue to intertwine.

Harmonic Intervals and their connection to the Cosmos

For more on Pythagoras, the man behind the theorem, check out: Pythagoras, Sacred Geometry, and the Fundamental Language of the Universe (YouTube Video)


Introspective side-thought:
I figure I might go down like most artists/poets, with people not reading deeply into my works until after I die. Recognition of my work is growing organically, so I'll just stay patient, stay alive, and keep creating. Maybe someday, someone high up will realize the level and value of my writing, and we can make big moves together. I hope I don't go the way of Van Gogh or Sylvia Plath however...wouldn't want to be chronically depressed, or put myself in an oven. They made some good stuff though!


So here's my new poem in the Divinity of Music, if it doesn't make sense, just look up the words!

2013

Music Theory

The heart beats a natural rhythm,

Oldest percussion known to man.

Earth tones sounding good

With melodics, harmonics, pentatonics... 

Gin and tonic symphonics evolve into electronics.

If God's music strikes a chord,

I dance to the melody, and its energy,

Climbing my way up life's arpeggios,

Weighing major scales, and minor harmonies.

Diminished experience, augmented reality.

Middle finger on Middle C. Music of infinity.

Transposed tales of a tragic story,

I don't want your sympathy.

Come together as a symphony.

No one wants to seem phony.

Sharp voices sing flat. It's not natural.

Complex progressions create dissonance

Somewhere between my head and sole.

From the bass to the upper octaves,

To vibrations unheard by human ears.

There, higher beings wave to greet us.

---

A little background on me: I took 8 years of piano lesson, 4 years of music theory, and somehow managed to pass the AP Music Theory exam in high school... bboying, poetry, and the history I learned at UCLA have shaped my world view... now I'm geeking on Pythagoras' connections between music, mathematics, and reality.

For more mind-blowing stuff, check the Wikiquote on Pythagoras.

Pythagoras spent years studying in Egypt

In case you didn't notice:
The numb#r of lines for each part of the poem (I wouldn't really call them "stanzas") follow the Fibonacci Sequence... 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8....

I'm just an Asian, rhyme-spraying from the Southeast...

I find that there's still a very poor representation of Asians in the media.
They're usually either nerds or fobs. Unless it's an Asian female newscaster.
Sharon Tay, Susie Suh, Veronica de la Cruz, Tricia Takanawa... holla!

Sharon Tay... KCAL 9.

And in the rap world, we got Tai Mai Shu... Got Rice Bitch... You Want Beef... that cKY rap guy who's not even Asian... and Jin. Not too much going on lately. There are lot in the underground, but they don't seem to get much support.

Probably the top I've seen are Geo (Blue Scholars), Bambu, Kero One, and Denizen Kane (Typical Cats). Lyrics Born and Mike Shinoda are half-Asian.
Timothy de la Ghetto's youtube channel is cool too.

So if I'm gonna put myself out there and be rapping and rhyming, I might as well do the best I can to bring quality lyrics that enhance the lives of my listeners... meanwhile representing myself, where I'm from, and what I stand for.

So here's a fun one, one of my recent favorites!
on that DOOM beat!



I'm just an Asian, rhyme-spraying from the Southeast...
Lyrically I'm loaded, shootin' rhymes from out my mouthpiece.
Challenge me, or don't doubt me. Soy sauce, Laughing Cow cheese.
Sensitive kids get pissed, they screaming ouchies.

Tom T. I'm proudly from the O.C. living loudly.
You can out-complain, but you can't out-style me.
Fountain V, Orange County, sometimes known to get rowdy.
Grab the paper towels, I guarantee ya it going Downey/Bounty?

That's only 8 bars, got another 8 coming,
And I'm almost outta weed, got another 8th coming.
When Tom T's unleashed, there's nobody safe from him.
This for those who be sleep, those who need awakening.

- I'm "way cunning" - Stay punning.
Now I Take Care my shit, used to be straight bumming!
Guys like Einstein wouldn't settle for the Sideline.
Used to be blind, now Life is Good with the divine shine.

Fly rhymes for ya mind one time.
Original design. It's what you need to know!

~~~

Referenced 3 recently released albums there... did you catch it?
My word tricks are like Pokemon... you gotta catch em all AHAHAshit.

Expect new ideas with the Changing of the Age...

Normally, I contextualize other people's work, but I figure I'd start the year by sharing my latest Original Composition.

It's 16 bars * 3, so 48 lines total. But even just 1 line is pretty loaded. 

On that Nas beat!

Stream it here!

If people don't realize that it's high quality work yet...

Maybe they'll just have to wait til I die, like Vincent Van Gogh.

Or a large number of other authors/artists...

Either way, I think it's really good! Just speaking my truth.

I've been writing poems for 8 years, and stopped being wack after about 3-4. I don't plan to stop.

I don't know anyone else in the area writing this much, but I would like to meet them.

Here it is, pasted straight from my notes:

Verse 1:

Being a bboy, I think it's funny how they dance at raves.

Paying for their ticket with the money from financial aid.

Rolling on their pills to enjoy the way they feel.

But that sense of security is like a toy, it's never real.

Either in the bleachers, or near the speakers, bang their head hard.

Mellowed out like thugs entranced with nugs they got through med card.

Not calling no one out, but I'm speaking in general.

The signs are pretty obvious but the message is subliminal.

They trynna dumb us down, and turn us into criminals.

Stories on the news to keep us angry, scared, and cynical.

I serve through my words, where my mission can be found.

Trynna stay the path with addiction all around.

Can't stand the pain? Stop choking on your Vicodin.

Breathe in the trees if you need it to get hype again.

We all have fears but persevere here in spite of 'em.

Move beyond the darkness and radiate the light within.

That's enlightening.

Verse 2:

It's the first full moon of the newest baktun.

Is it all gonna end? I guess we'll find out soon.

If you can't catch the wave, at least vibe with the tune.

Be aware of the moment, conscious what your mind is doing.

Expect new ideas with the Changing of the Age.

God gives life in a Manger not a Cage.

The more they try to program, the stranger we behave.

Nowadays, many rave, or stay in chains, still a slave.

Economic bondage, wrecked by the dishonest.

If IMF control the price, you can expect another shortage.

Sick of all the garbage, brains get polluted,

Then the rains get polluted, we get sick from all the garbage.

When tyranny rains, You know the people poor.

In the media every Time; Watch as Egos Soar.

What to do, it's like a zoo, slim chances of achieving more.

Atrophying captivity leaves American Eagle's sore.

Verse 3:

Age of the Pisces, replaced by Aquarious.

Nothing can compare to what the feeling of awareness is.

I really stopped stressing bout religious opression.

The way you live your life is now your biggest expression.

Time for manifesting. Time to stop the guessing.

It's time to listen up, and it's time to take a lesson.

It's time to get together, and it's time for some progression.

Media lie all the time, so it's time to ask some questions.

Yeah, it's kinda weird depicting Jesus as white,

Cuz in truth his Middle Eastern, Israelite.

But God "Is Real Light" and exists in all things.

And his name, abused in vain, has led to fallen kings.

So What are you pursuing? Your dreams or your runes / ruins.

Life is like a classroom and you'll always be a student.

Know when to look within, and to power down your cell phone.

Take control of your life, knowing that your life is self-owned.

~~~

My blog is the only source to get my original lyrics.

Veteran's Day Honors

Peace to brothers and sisters fighting overseas.

No love for piles of garbage over seas.

No love for power abusers and overseers.

Or Tyrants like Julius Caesar, who over-seize.

Under-stand.

His name is Julius Caesar (Seize her). 

He suffered from Seizures.

-Tom T. N.

(I did not think of the dog tags quote, nor did I make the dog tags meme)

(And I got the picture from: http://chime.in/user/RobMcClinton/chime/144507572284784640)

(I DID think of the Seizure/Caesar quote)

Message to the Masses/Methods to the Madness (original piece)

Sup Internet friendsters,

Been writing a lot lately, and realized I would never stop writing, just like dancing, because there's no limit.

To create is better than to vegetate.

I'll be doing this til I'm 88.

Another way to educate,

I let my rhymes perpetuate.

til infinity.

I'm gonna write some fly rhymes in my time.
In fact,
I already have,
but most don't know the half, that's why (eye)I'm tryin....
to spark the deaf, and dumb in the mind, blind.
ZomBeing around thinking they're Einsteins. I love fine wine, but I hate seeing girls who look fine WHINE. Word to Feinstein. She needs to represent me. California think tanks be on empty. Some have no idea, I have new ideas. The truth is clear. I'm advocating for the youth this year. It's time to win, no time for the losers here. Fly like fireworks through the air. There's a lot of shit that you should hear... so use your ears... or get bruised severe.

Skill is handcrafted, and mastered. Don't get distracted, and if you do don't let it be a habit. Keep ya cool, keep ya jacket. You can minimize wackness when you optimize practice. Peace to those who fasted. Supreme Science and Mathematic. Don't be basic, don't be an ass'ed. Your shit will get drastic. That's not too fantastic. Take the heat and get the point, fuckin cactus! Rhymes are smokin' like a blunt, dawg, pass this...

My Message to the Masses,
It's madness.
New rap shit. Get blasted. Words in preservation become classic.
No fake, Realer than plastic,
my own fate, I feel like I master. Fast lane, release the breaks and gas it, never tire, I'm on fire, so match this. If you try, that's a fat risk, cuz I'm way above the average. Dont' ass-kiss, I ass-kick, got mad ish, hat tricks, even backflips, never had a bad trip, smack a wack kid just to get him on the right track shiiit.

That way it won't be tragic.
(Peace) I'm out... remember to pass this.
Message to the masses.

note: audio's not sped up, just a higher pitch.