Strait Jacket EP

by Werd (SOS)

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Released on 13th March 2013, ‘Strait Jacket’ is the new concept EP from Edinburgh’s Werd (SOS). Taking a trip through a surreal world, and one that mirrors his own, these six tracks have been used as a tool to reflect. Obscure, unusual, but typically personal, this is what happens when you combine quotes from a fairly average animated film, with the strangely arrogant-self loathing of a Scottish rapper.

'Strait Jacket is set an alternate history where magic was proven to exist in the year 1899. The use of sorcery spread throughout all facets of society and changed the social and technological development of the world. The location is Tristan, an urban metropolis.

Due to an invisible contaminant called the ‘malediction’, or simply the ‘curse’, people who use magic too often are in danger of transforming into horrific, malevolent abominations of nature, completely immune to ordinary weapons and commonly referred to as ‘Demons’. Agents wear a suit of armor which resists the negative transforming effects of magic. These suits are referred to as ‘mold’ armor, or more commonly a ‘strait jacket’, due to the fact they constrain human beings in their natural form.'

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released 13 March 2013

Written / Recorded by Werd (SOS) aka Drew Devine at 'Sons of Scotland' studio based in Edinburgh. Beat Production from DJ Anemate, Scant Squad, DJ Sokol, Sea Bass, David Ross and Toni Smoke. Song illustrations by Yō Fujishiro taken from light novel series by Ichirō Sakaki. Not for sale or re-sale. Free Download.

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Werd continues to work with artists in Scotland and abroad, creating music with some of Edinburgh’s top producers and artists as well as performing gigs at venues in the major cities. In 2011 Werd won Urban Recording of the Year at the Scottish New Music Awards held in Glasgow. Werd also records for many Edinburgh acts out-with his own releases. Hosted and co-hosts rap battles for SSU & Dont Flop. ... more

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Track Name: Tristan
[Film Sample]

[Werd]
Come on Kapel Theta, lets go tell them,
I got to break out of this spell I've been dreading,
It's a concept that set-in,
Obscure, insecure, yet it's meaning carries lessons,
Bureau chasing legends, a foot like a f*cking leg-end,
I'm letting them follow suit, tongue tailored out to perfection,
A sentence in a second is a sentence to menace,
So sick of sacrificing life drinking Tennent's in my tenement,
I'm telling them, they'll get to ken, but seems they never do,
Got me spinning on the ceiling, fans hitting the roof,
If I change al loose you, If I stay I could die here,
I'm scared if I don't push it I'll have nothing to live for,
Ignore me, well maybe they tried,
But I need no introduction, look at f*cking supplies,
Over 25 releases, releases a little demon,
That's seeking to f*cking beat them,
But it aint no achievement,
Just rapping getting steaming,
And seeking for little reason,
Hating most I see in life, politics and the treason,
And media with it's lies telling me who to be and
Changing what I am inside, be deprived of a feeling.
(Love)

I do this for me, if you like that's a plus,
So first things first, you do not need to judge,
And the, film involved, I never said was good,
It's just a couple quotes kind of matched my mood,
And bringing bars on the beats keeps me in a mind frame,
Don't need peeps, cheek, speaking all shnidey,
Find me, peach of a speech I provided,
So you can leach on as I teach the divided,
Scene, that grew from, too strong, moved on,
Can't be contained in that place so I proved them
Mong's talk and group on, all of your new songs,
Can't say who, (there's too many to choose from)
And it seems like it's like when I write I do wrong
And get left out, wasn't right to hang on,
So moved on from all the hate that you gave me,
And that made me, went and changed and shaped,
So lately you'll notice that my focus is on edge,
And I only care about one thing (S.O.S)
And I'll be here till the day that it's dead,
Or I become this demon that resides in my head,

(Mage, sorceress, I don't know which is which,
When witches exist and my mold is ripped,
I'm letting off a little stream like the city of Tris-
Tan, I'm Leiot, or Werd if it fits)

A character that hates himself (I relate)
A character that's lost his way (no fate)
A scene from an unseen script,
A metaphor in which I live,
Track Name: Strait Jacket
[Film Sample]

[Werd]
Welcome ladies and gents, lets begin
Enter into a world, unfurled that's too grim
Where sin cast in, cast out of the scene
Hold a casting audition my mission is no dream
It's a nightmare, right here; sit and I write hear,
A new kind of Werd through your ear as a strike fear,
Last year, a bright year, ahead by a light-year
From constantly putting c*nts in coffins with mic's
Dear, Drew, how you doing? You ain’t looking too good,
You should have moved on by now but you’re misunderstood,
You stood tall, let it fall, then had to bring it aw back
Remind little punks how you sound on a track
(I'm like that) hitting like injecting the smack
Vocal dripping from the needle like treacle it’s so lethal
My people we're no feeble, we sinning, its pure evil
F*ck your life, S.O.S, we ain’t leaving you jack...

(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head
(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat
(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep
(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]

f*cking Leiot Steinberg, never said a kind word
Life is a bitch, right here's where you find her
F*ck these kids I've won like China
The emcee, rapper, writer, rhymer
Find a, another on my level no kinda
Aint gonna happen see the rapping is ma pride ahh
Own the world, that you just live in.
Ah ah kill um, ah ah I'm villain
Sinning with decisions so I'm living in a prison
Getting sick of this division, I don't fit in, they don't listen
They don't see I'm on a mission, my vision I'm really picking
Up a little pace, incase you mistake that I was quitting
I'm bringing the old back, I admit I hold back
My aggression so I'm letting my presence control that
I'm reppin' my own flag, and destined to show twats
That the Scottish can rap and f*ck, I'm all of that

(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head
(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat
(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep
(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]

Yo I tried this virus to drown out the silence,
Beating up a beat gives me meaning in the quiet,
The violence, supply it, we dying on a diet,
Of chewed up dreams and regurgitated lies with
No thought or question, question your thought
When we question the question we learn, not taught,
We grow, not raised, we free, not caught,
Not tied up in knots, not part of their plot,
No knock-knocks, on doorstops,
Shots from the bored cops, through riot gear,
Settled here, to take on the soured mob,
It's all smoke and mirrors,
The sinners they doing more talk,
War will deliver a pillar to make us more got,
Blind panic frantic imagine they didn't buy it,
Imagine we kept them quiet, we riot and take a stand with it,
Abandoned was wasn't working and replace with what was,
And take a little bit of action in replace with these words

(Strait jacket) they say that out of my head
(Strait jacket) never ever paid for a beat
(Strait jacket) yeah if a find then a keep
(Strait jacket) uh uh yeah c*nt I (Strait jacket) [x2]
Track Name: Exist
[Film Sample]

[Werd]
The years 1899 and I find that I'm,
A missing sign in this clouded mind
Storm inside, rain reply, with the thunder by
An orchestra of elements in a spellbound sigh
Hi, you can call me what you want
See my name is un-important when you living out this long
Without sentiment or bound, no love, just little songs
Just an image, just a vision, no fruition made it on
Bye, see you knew me for bit
Understood what I was doing and my lyrics let it live
But when sentiment is missed, I just go and get so pissed
And try and blank out all the pain of having nothing but I wish
You could see me, for all I really am
A solo lost soul in a solace blank calm,
Ran, away from the demons
It's like I exist to only get steaming

I exist, but do I live?
Was I raised and taught in mist
And was I meant to do more than sit
And watch life go by (no reply) Exist [x2]

I exist, a blur in the mist
Clouded my mind, just mind what it is
I call - on the power of destruction
Don't fit the mould so a feel I've no function
F*cking feel like a blow from a truncheon'
Policing a state, in a state of corruption
Choices we make, change fate, do something
Feel like am loosing this life, doing nothing
Not dance, but I'm strictly
Not stopping this till Kapel Theta kills me
Jilted, feel like I'm lost in my city
Athens of North, feel Atlantis lost
It's a pity, but we still going on
Invest in our demon get steaming and hit bongs
In search of a meaning, a reason to stay strong
But, you knew it all along.

I exist, but do I live?
Was I raised and taught in mist
And was I meant to do more than sit
And watch life go by (no reply) Exist [x2]

I'm an odd man, Oddman chase me in accordance
Mishaps in my life but I write to explore them
Record them, feel a little change metamorphic
But always be me, new form, high endorphins,
Constant, pushing till I feel nonchalant and
Bars in my head, locked up, go Bronson
Pawned them second hand bars to often
Prawn to the shark that I was getting bronze when
Gold was the aim, or at least to make a name,
Take my aim, I'm just saying now I'm ready to dae
This little game and let it stay, aint get the better of me
This is all I ever do, this is reflection man-made.

I exist, but do I live?
Was I raised and taught in mist
And was I meant to do more than sit
And watch life go by (no reply) Exist [x2]
Track Name: Mold
[Film Sample]

[Werd]
Yo It's Werd and I'm back in the sh*t scene
Little bitch teams ruined all that I did see
Fake f*cking rappers getting followed and they snitches
Confirms it's a joke and the music is for Ritchie-
Rich pricks, Uni little bitch kids, backpack sick sh*t?
Sorry must of missed it, this is,
Not what I want in my district
Keep it low-key if you into using gimmicks,
I'm finished, diminished all of those the flows grows to pro
But al settle as an armature if focusing on doe-
Ray me fa-so la, ti do-
C*nts can't do melody just speak loads
And deep throat down South heads like; he's dope
But he's not, just punch-lines with weak flow,
Years go, seen it all done they reload
And do the same thing so I give it the heav-ho
(bye bye)

Yeah I've done this for a few years
I made a little music and I let you all hear
I tried to do my best but at times I was slipping
Too caught up with a life not living
Listen, I'm sorry but I'm back
I know it don't give any others a chance
I won’t loose it, this right here,
Is another fresh start, let it rot, mold

Yo, you know were you'll find me
F*cking sitting grimy,
Looping out a beat with a beer right beside me
Pad on my knee try looking at me sideways
Skins and the bud asking 'how you doing?' tidy
Al have that, have a little joint sparked
No get-set or marks, just the puff puff pass
False start (ha ha) I guess I'm too slack
If I play my position I'm probably left back-
In the changing room, aye he's no good
I guess he never shoulda, woulda, coulda,
Aye f*cking good.
No chance it's true, I shipwrecked your crew
And leave them stranded, Abandoned your band or group.
Hello again, see I'm feeling refreshed
Like my net page froze and I just clicked to get
Another chance, another shot, like the c*nt aint dead
I'm a f*cking zombie, you aint aiming for the head

Yeah I've done this for a few years
I made a little music and I let you all hear
I tried to do my best but at times I was slipping
Too caught up with a life not living
Listen, I'm sorry but I'm back
I know it don't give any others a chance
I won’t loose it, this right here,
Is another fresh start, let it rot, mold

I am always running on these tracks
Give rappers a head start
But never willing to part with a bit-part, in fact
A bit is just jack, on my jack-jones lonesome
Rather take the map with a mismatched flow then
Mister do the math you will see who delivers it
When looking inconspicuous with lyrics to diminish pricks
An idiot, aye, I agree with what you’re saying to it
The sentiment is true but you can't do what I do
I'm insane with it, playing with it, letting off steam
Letting out a bit of anger, yeah I'm letting on me
Second or three you can be, but never getting the one
You see a won dumb dumb just check what I've done c*nt
I had fun now I get funds for my substance
And f*ck if you've done this, I'm taking the c*nt with
Anything I do, don't confuse it with dumb sh*t
Jokes on you (you missed out) the purpose

Yeah I've done this for a few years
I made a little music and I let you all hear
I tried to do my best but at times I was slipping
Too caught up with a life not living
Listen, I'm sorry but I'm back
I know it don't give any others a chance
I wont loose it, this right here,
Is another fresh start, let it rot, mold
Track Name: Malediction
His name's Werd, also Mr. Steinberg
Split personality, heard he hears voices,
Heard he had choices, nerves got him poised with
Another chance to make it and get it out my mind err
Wait a sec, stop.
I don't like the world (nah) I want off,
I'd rather create my own interpretation, illusion
A new plain of sight focus not constantly loosing
Who's in? Want to come join in my ways
And make way for, a day in day out on reply
Of beers, ecstasy, with weed next to me,
Sea bass roll a fatty, pass the buckie my way,
We're on this, with a slight toke,
Cross lines like a tight rope, mind is a sh*te joke,
That only I get,
But f*ck we're bright folk, not acting un-like though's
That's really pushing music so choose to invest,

(So) If I die mid-sentence,
That's ok, I'm in two dimensions,
Well, maybe 3 with the sound waves,
Frequency creates me, unfounded [x2]

An Auld Reekie resident who's petulant with spits,
On this I'm a menace, I'm wrecking what never was
Nothing lost, nothing gained, see the clock just ticks,
And f*ck a mundane life, it will never be with this,
Hip-hop sh*t, but all I do is rap
Some say I don't live it, but lyrics are all of that,
Fall back, I've never ever called c*nts whack,
Always helped and supported,
Not expecting it back (nah),
I understand the reason be, MPC to mp3
It's doing what you please,
If we all act the same, insane I would be
It's diversity on verses that's unlocking a key
(What?) Yeah, unlocking a key,
Cause the key is always hidden, beat ridden, adore see,
Ajar thoughts smash the jar of thoughts I be,
At one with ones self,
Went plan A to Z,

(So) If I die mid-sentence,
That's ok, I'm in two dimensions,
Well, maybe 3 with the sound waves,
Frequency creates me, unfounded [x2]

Why do I do this? I make no excuses
I'm useless, really need 2 try improve its
Harder each day paving way for the new kids
Don't let them take my place, nah, bullshit,
Who spits, flicks his tongue for your amusement
Is one dumb c*nt for thinking you'd be stupid
Not to check this, but sh*t, that's a nonsense
You never even knew Scots wanted to prove it’s
Not dead, so my deed, is to deid this,
Mic, let them see its, right and I believe it
Question what you will, but my will can't be questioned
Every single sentence is like a life sentence
Behind bars, I can change misconceptions
Expect a little lesson in terms of who mentioned
Benson's try n hold back is perplexing
Don't you know I'm doing it for you, its testing

(So) If I die mid-sentence,
That's ok, I'm in two dimensions,
Well, maybe 3 with the sound waves,
Frequency creates me, unfounded [x2]

Ok a got another verse, welcome to this other earth
Nothing left, this is Werd, baby am f*cking mess
Help me out, scream n shout, let me know you all about
Repping S.O.S. cause we lost and I said, once
Upon a time, situation might of been mine
But too much wine made Devine, go n change up his mind
It made makers of great shaped intelligent rhymes
Turn & misplace faith in a basin of sh*te,
That is mainstream, that am swimming against
Check this EP, it doesn't even make an attempt
How u gonna slag me? You’re a slag ye ken,
Cause you just f*ck about, don't even pretend
That you’re in it for the long run, go and jog on
I've done marathon's, lapping them, on every song
Notice I said song, you do tracks,
Cause I make a song, and you just rap.
Track Name: End Credits
[Werd]
When it's said and done I just watch setting sun
As it falls from the sky and the daylight turns
Shuns the blissful burn, into darkness plunge,
Comes the real sight of city gritty busy and tongues
Wag, ti talk on, thoughts of, people and place
See this Auld Reekie air I can barely just taste
A sense of Tristan, wishful thinking I know
But there's 2 sides to all you see, though one shows
On the outside, I slide, out of my place
To amaze in a maze of life, my first take
Scene 1, let the camera roll and let go
I don't follow a script, less its one that I wrote
(I hope) you know me a little better
Trend setter, no vendetta, just like lifting letters
Letting words take shape, letting Werd take shape
Letting out my thoughts with the music I make

Ok, It's my outro song,
But, I wont be out for long,
Nah, because this is fate,
And no other rapper going to take my place
Yeah, It's my outro song,
But, I will still go strong,
You know, I'll do what it takes,
Sacrifice my life for the moves I make

If you don't get the concept, don't see the point
It don't matter the rapper was only wanting your ear
Be clear, like Acme, I'm no cartoon
I take real shots, blow up the spot, so f*ck you
S.O.S. it's just something I do
A whole EP in metaphor, so really its two
I take cuts from a scene I seen and make moves
Acting animated, aye am hated, f*ck it am through
I'm not beefing, I see geek c*nts steaming
Starting fights we finish, they forgetting the reason
We stand tall isn't all just up to the rap,
It's the fact we real, plus would give them a slap,
Actors, nah, not needed in this one
Recording little vocals over base and a kick drum,
Slick tongue spits call it quits if you bitch son,
I'm staying right here, no idea what I've become

Ok, It's my outro song,
But, I wont be out for long,
Nah, because this is fate,
And no other rapper going to take my place
Yeah, It's my outro song,
But, I will still go strong,
You know, I'll do what it takes,
Sacrifice my life for the moves I make

You ever think sometimes, that they just don't get you?
Or maybe I didn't show enough to let you,
Maybe I don't know how my image can get through,
Or maybe they frustrated cause it did and upset you,
Het-two, this March release is stressful,
But in general terms, I was stationed in med school
I had to work it out, get healthy, impress you
Medicine is music influenced when I met you,
(Ha) That means I respect you,
And might of never done it, or flung it, or who knows
Maybe flows could of swapped with some keyboard notes,
Or maybe playing a guitar would of float your boat,
But who knows? See I'm not that creative
It took a long time for me to learn the basics
It took even longer to get out the dirt,
No skill or luck (nah) just hard work.

Ok, It's my outro song,
But, I wont be out for long,
Nah, because this is fate,
And no other rapper going to take my place
Yeah, It's my outro song,
But, I will still go strong,
You know, I'll do what it takes,
Sacrifice my life for the moves I make

Yeah, Strait Jacket EP
Entirely recorded by me, S.O.S.
Shout out Deeko, Wardie, Butler (Han CMC)
Conscious Route, Sinna, Riddlah, Madhat,
Mog and Z.A. And everyone on the beats, peace