"YOU THINK HONESTY IS WEIRD YOU SON?!?!

SON, WHERE YOU FROM?!?! - Homeboy Sandman

 I was trying to find lyrics to Eclipsed by Homeboy Sandman but I could find any. I flashed back to one of my earlier rants about rappers not leaving written documentation of their works, if for nothing more than historic and archival purposes.


It was then that I remembered that the song in question did indeed have liner notes! My excitement was dampened when I realized that the PDF that Stones Throw put out with Homeboy Sandman's First of a Living Breed was protected, preventing me from copy and pasting. Grr






Anyway, Homeboy skillfully makes use of end rhyme, repeating "son" and only breaking from it to deepen the overall meaning.

He clearly has an axe to grind with major record labels and their habit of ruining shaping artists careers.

Additionally, he is addressing/questioning a number of characteristics he sees in modern day MC's rappers signed to said labels.



motives, artistry...
You tryna blow you son?
That's the reason why you blow(sing/rap) you son?


skill...
You nothing like an MC you son
You get no play on Ready Cee you son

workmanship, intentions...
You just in it to deceive you son
You just in it  to recieve you son
You just in to to recieve a sum
You aint nowhere to be seen a a scrum
You belong down in the sea with the scum
  

manhood...
You let them tell you what to wear you son
They tell you how to wear your hair you son
That aint fair you son

upbringing...
Is that the way you was reared you son?
You think that honesty is weird you son?!
Son, where you from?!?!

intellect...
Get control you son
They don't owe, they own you son 
They control you son
Maybe bones they gon' throw you son
But bold and they gon' bone you son"

savvy, integrity...
Try to take back what they stole you son, don't join the show you son
Dont you see they tryna ho you son?
Gon' make you feel kinda low you son
For the dough you son?!
That's the reason that you sold you son?!?!

values...
I know you was tryna get a deal you son
an wasnt tryna keep it real you son
But what's the deal you son?
You aint really gotta kneel you son
Wouldn't you prefer to heal you son?

pride, heart, originality....
Where's you vigor and your zeal you son
You kick the same ol spiel you son
How dare you son!
BEWARE, BE AWARE YOU SON
I think you ought to say a prayer you son
Instead of trying to be a player you son