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Trying To Be Better

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released March 1, 2014

Recorded at Fanshawe College by A-Fos & The Rude Youth. Mixed + Mastered by Greg Hatchette. Artwork by Taylor Lucas & Jeremy Heard.

Huge thanks to all of our families, friends, and fans for all of their support.

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A-Fos & The Rude Youth London, Ontario

Currently based out of London Ontario, A-Fos & The Rude Youth is a hip hop band full of influences from soul, reggae, heavy rock, and funk music. The project was started by Alex Foster-Roman, a young rapper with a bright future. When his incredible lyrical prowess was merged together with a tight band, sparks flew. The band has released a free stream of the 5 song EP - STAY CONNECTED! ... more

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Track Name: Don't Mean To Brag
Yo I'm on cloud nine give the tune to Skywalker but,
Don't hold your breath like Luke I'm your comma,
Rappers confused like Luke I'm your daughter,
Just luke warm I make 'em sweat perfuse like a sauna,
Flow tight like a virgin it moves like Madonna,
Glow bright with the verses, a new light upon ya,
So who's gonna rock it, few as in nada,
Houston no problem hakuna-matata,

A-fos a UH, choose like a dogma,
Food for thought they say he chews like a dog does,
The Allah, Dali Lama, Confucius, Mufasa,
Nah I'm just a dude try'na groove like a samba,
June through to August keep blooming in Autumn,
March through to May you get used to the saga,
Not a question, ask for the truth if you lost it,
Make room if you gotta ask what to do with the genre,

I don't mean to brag, sometimes I gotta,
I don't mean to brag, sometimes I wanna,
I don't mean to brag, sometimes I ponder,
Now whats all that swag with nothing to offer

How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that, yo

Steady moving the product like its Gucci and Prada,
Louis Gabana, fuck your stupid persona,
Now why all you loonies in pursuit of that dollar,
You basket cases all wanna shoot like a baller,

But it's "le brain over le braun", Oh you no habla?
The king ain't shit when he moves like a pawn,
But I'm not ruthless bring the brews to the casa,
Keep your souped up Hondas and the hoochied up Mamas,
Hollar if you gotta change route like Obama,
Hollar to the girls who read the news in the column,
I acknowledge the ones that don't abuse 'em with drama
Too rude and obnoxious, but who gives a long fuck,
I roll with the nineties like a student with honour,
Inducing the trauma like a fruity piñata,
No hand of God but the rule didn't stop us,
Rapping Maradona what his youth is to soccer, now

I don't mean to brag, sometimes I gotta,
I don't mean to brag, sometimes I wanna,
I don't mean to brag, sometimes I ponder,
Now whats all that swag with nothing to offer

How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that, c’mon c’mon
How you gonna brag like that
Track Name: Chicago
Ha, Yo,

A-Fos, Welcome as I take ya higher,
Getting drunk, droppin bombs like a jagermeister,
The antogonizer as I infiltrate a cypher,
Made in China, uh you break you buy it,
When I say bounce, you get up out your feet,
When I say bounce, you gotta rock with me, cause
It’ss the young bars juve’, I dont stop grooving,
The chop suey nasty, the rapping Bob Cousy,
Back on my mischief I never would stop,
It’s that miraculous the passion that I’m passin to ya’ll,
And if you not moving then you gotta go,
I’m givin it more than rhythm and ridiculous flow,

Cause it’s that rhetoric, moving up your neck like a capo,
Up up away, I’m unchained like I’m Django,
Feelin money up in this I don’t wanna pay so (peso),
the jazz got me lifted so I won't complain,

And if you feel it, a get down with me
And if you feel it, a get down with me
And if you feel it, a get down with me
Cause I feel it, so get down with me, it goes

Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)

Feel it when I rock a rhyme, feeling like I’m stoppin time,
Healin thats my bottom line, feeling like you far behind,
Stealing the rap they really don't, say were the roots, you really don't know,
Sorry so sad, kidding no joke, sit and relax as I kill the whole show,
Beltin out my soul so I'm never gunna buckle,
Why you lookin puzzled, I’m comin out my bubble,
Gotta ride through the windy city, yeah I’m on my hustle,
Muddy Waters dirty oh and I am just a puddle,
Double cup of Baileys maybe maybe I’m insane though,
Everyones a little crazy oh but they just lay low,
Record spinnin Dorothy I'm up in my tornado,
Feeling like theres four of me I’m comin every way so the,

Rhetoric, moving up your neck like a capo,
Up up away, I’m unchained like I’m Django,
Feelin money up in this I don’t wanna pay so (peso),
the jazz got me lifted so I won't complain,

And if you feel it, a get down with me
And if you feel it, a get down with me
And if you feel it, a get down with me
Cause I feel it, so get down with me, it goes

Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)

I wanna go to Chicago, but I don’t know how far I'll go, c’mon
I wanna go to Chicago, but I don’t know how far I'll go,

(Chill)

So if you feel it, a get down with me
And if you feel it, a get down with me
Cause I feel it, so get down with me,
And I feel it, so get down with me, it goes

Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (wha?)
Bounce, Bounce, Bounce with me (uh)

I wanna go to Chicago, but I don’t know how far I'll go, c’mon
I wanna go to Chicago, but I don’t know how far I'll go
Track Name: Wake Up
Yeah, yeah

And this is dedicated to the dedication,
I’m never breaking till I’m dead and caged in,
I need mental patience, feeling like a mental patient,
Investigatin’ every statement, special agent,
And this basement got no ventilation,
It’s getting late, sweat is taking over me, ah
Twenty-eight degrees plus humidity,
I gotta hit the beat, let my shit release,
Thats the key and the essence, it’s the freedom of expression,
But it seems I only feel it, when I’m ‘bout to sleep like,
Something ‘bout those street lights that gleam bright,
But my eye lids heavy, I cant see right,

When I hear my mom get ready for work,
Thats when I know its time for an elegant verse,
Those morning birds giving me chirps of motivation,
I need to get better, no more waiting

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, just stay up

Don’t need coffee or tea, or caffeine shots,
I’m a rap fiend so pass me a fat beat box,
and you have me gone to wacky, past detox,
Keepin it nasty popping off like I’m acne spots, Huh

Silent of the night and I’m more creative,
Everything I’m trying to write, storms the pages,
It’s a vicious paradox, that nocturnal habit,
Helps me share my thoughts but then it hurts my passion,
Thats why I’m a fan of those who handle it,
But I’m just a sucker for those sheets of flannel,
If only I had that drive I would do my best to channel it,
But I’m left scrambling to keep the midnight candle lit,

So if you feel like a zombie, you not alone,
And if it’s more than a hobby you not alone,
If you gotta baby in the next room, getting that promotion,
Keep your eyes open, find your reasons, I know I got mine

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, just stay up, wake up

(sexiness)

And in the middle of the night, when I just wanna sleep, and exhaustion floods my mind,
But in the middle of the night when my head feeling free, the words just flow right by,
See I gotta get up, I can’t get no sleep, I gotta wake up, I ain’t got no time,
Show ‘em what I’m made of I gotta dig deep, gotta write down one more rhyme,

Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come,
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and show ‘em what I’m made of, let’s go
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up and write till the day come, come
Wake up wake up,
Yeah I gotta stay up, stay up, lets go
Track Name: Your Spirit
I never, seem to figure where the time goes,
Subtle memories but you know I never find those,
If they said it’s meant to be, I'd say they lying though,
That death disease won't ever ever ever steal your kind soul,
Inside you'll never leave, I know you dying so
I'll live your legacy through the rhymes that my mind shows,
McCartney tellin' me to "Let It Be" but now that I've grown,
I think about it,
And your presence lets me find hope, so please,
Find as much peace as you have given me,
I still, feel the calm behind those eyes of misery,
You'll probably never hear this, because of you I'm searching,
In between these lyrics for me to find a better person,
Lesson learned it's ironic that now you're helping,
It's hard to live with the fact that I was always selfish,
Don't know why, but at times I seem to fake it,
I'm sincere when I wish your pain’s alleviated,

No one deserves this especially someone so peaceful,
It's messed up the way the nursing home treats you,

Every time I lend a hand, yeah thats you, and
Every time I give a second chance, yeah thats you, and
Every time I accept them, yeah thats you,
That's your spirit manifested in me

Some ruffled chips and monopoly, late night hockey,
Still got the chicken pox scar from the time you watched me,
Telling me to watch the birds in the tall trees,
Loved the little things, something that I try to copy,
Sense of humour, even when your struggling,
Body aching, hands shaking, still find the love within,
Mac ’n cheese always got my stomach rumbling,
What would I give to just smell that stuff again,
Now you suffering and somehow I can’t show affection,
In my head I know I'll regret it, instead it's so pathetic,
Bowling ball in my lungs, too young for that close connection,
But when your gone I won't accept it,
So close to heaven, hold on for an extra day or two,
I'm not religious but tonight I will pray for you,
I promise I won't take another relationship for granted,
Not like I didn't love you I couldn't understand it,

No one deserves this especially someone so peaceful,
It's messed up the way the nursing home treats you,

Every time I lend a hand, yeah thats you, and
Every time I give a second chance, yeah thats you, and
Every time I accept them, yeah thats you,
That's your spirit manifested in me

You passed away, life goes on,
I didn't have the courage to say what I thought,
I guess I had to be cool, before I could be real,
I guess I had to hurt and heal before I could feel,
I'm sitting at your funeral, trying to hold back,
Grandpa's song plays and I'm dying to go back,
I can't cry, can't cry, not today,
But it's that same feeling that's got me ashamed, and
I gotta learn to live with your patience, and
I gotta learn to live with your grace, and
I gotta love to live, and live to love,
And not let it all go to waste, come on

Every time I lend a hand, yeah thats you, and
Every time I give a second chance, yeah thats you, and
Every time I accept them, yeah thats you,
That's your spirit manifested in me

That's your spirit manifested in me
That's your spirit manifested in me
That's your spirit manifested in me
That's your spirit manifested in me
Track Name: No Rules (In The Sky)
Damn I feel so nice,
But I don't need wings when I feel this high,
If you got some that's alright,
Cause there ain't no rules in the sky,

I'll tell you why
I'll tell you why

And you'd love to say that you're fly and your popular,
But some days even saying “Hi” is a lotta work,
And somedays all you do is lie when they talk to ya,
And say “I’m alright, I’m just tired to be honest” and its,
Okay, if ya don't say, you don't gotta change don't worry,
And it’s okay if they shout names, that never makes you nerdy,
And it’s all the same, ain't never change they just displaying insecurities,
Cause you gotta gift you when you stop and think, so take that on your journey,
You say it's a new day fuck it I'm a laugh it off,
I'm awkward? So what, never even matters after all,
And after all, high schools a joke,
Used to wanna be them but now ya don’t,

Damn I feel so nice,
But I don't need wings when I feel this high,
If you got some that's alright,
Cause there ain't no rules in the sky,

I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright, It's all good it's alright
I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright man, It's all good it's alright,

yo,
And you woke up feeling so nice, yeah
You aint gotta smoke up feeling this light,
Instead of ripping bowls yeah you rip a couple mics,
And try to hit your goals instead of hittin up the pipes
Like when you always bored and thats such and ugly slope,
Trying not to freeze life or you'll go up and smoke,
And ya can't be pretentious, everybody struggles,
Can't exclude friends cause it’s lonely in a bubble,
I know we all got demons, that we always feedin,
Lurking in the evenings, for whatever reasons,
But morning will come when you stop mourning the past,
Like man we feeling good at last

Damn I feel so nice
I don't need wings when I feel this high
If you got some that's alright,
cause there ain't no rules in the sky,

I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright, It's all good it's alright
I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright man, It's all good it's alright

It’s been 3 years now I’m alright
But I feel I'm going back to that shit tonight,
Gotta be happy I still gotta mind,
Still got the power just to write one rhyme,
For a year I couldn’t concentrate,
Blamed the world and the weed for all the pain,
Tried to hide the fact that I was not okay,
You can call me a pussy but were not all the same,
And somehow it came for the better,
I'm not one for God, but something came together,
No mistakes I colour what I cannot erase,
And stop hurting others for the hurt that I face,

Damn I feel so nice,
But I don't need wings when I feel this high,
If you got some that's alright,
Cause there ain't no rules in the sky,

I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright, It's all good it's alright
I'll tell you why
It's all good it's alright, It's all good it's alright