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A song I made over the last couple days... not much to say about it.
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Lyrics
Don’t act like like you never heard this song before
Shouted this shit from my basement when this sound was raw
Doubted by some, second to none, whenever I come
I promise to rock crowds worse then nasuraths son
I flatline as the beat drops to the sound of a ghat line
Because life can be broken down to one big fat rhyme
Im a mac 9 out of ten times I goin home with the chick
who sucks the eggs bene right off my dick
Im a beat rida pound your head to the fire
I spit don’t touch this im tha lyrical massiah
Cause im on point like im damon stoudamire
Rockin a joint im here now yall can finally retire
This my time I can accept it or leave
Believe my luck to be anorexic and grieve
But im an aneceptic I stop infectious rappers in their tracks
Now lemmie rewind my beat so yall can play it back
This is my life
This is my time
This is my song
These are my rhymes
This is my way
To love this life
You can try to
But you cant not love this life
First third degree surgery put me down for burglary
As I steal your career
First I write my rhymes and then I lay em down and we
Get the fuck outa here
I play chicken with a mac truck
What the fuck I hear him yellas he gives his ass up he ran into some bad luck
What goes up must come down
Fuck the 15 minutes I want my fame in sound
So shut up I know my lyrics make you tipsy
IfI get taken down im bringin yall with me
I can do this on my own, don’t try to flip me
I don’t need school to teach me how to rhyme worse then 50
Fuck livin in times of greed and fake violence
A murder covers up another murder in the silence
A mother cries teers and falls down to her knees
As her son bleeds to death for the oil overseas
I find myself unrehearsed,
But that was in the past
I fought through my campaign unnatural to the last
Cent of my mind crawling forward like a cenipede
Pain I fought through with every single cent of me
Now lets see eye to eye reflection of mind
Look into yourself be surprised at what you find
When I spit, your gonna have to press rewind
Cause it don’t take a whole day to recognize sunshine
Comon please don’t forget to mention 88
November 10th to be exact I came to set this shit straight
1:54 there was something goin on in the room
The hospital became a quiet violent monsoon
The seconds ticked past and the world became still
My mother screamed as she dug in to the table with her heel
1:55 on the dot now I dropped
Knew I was put on this earth to make this shit rock
Shouted this shit from my basement when this sound was raw
Doubted by some, second to none, whenever I come
I promise to rock crowds worse then nasuraths son
I flatline as the beat drops to the sound of a ghat line
Because life can be broken down to one big fat rhyme
Im a mac 9 out of ten times I goin home with the chick
who sucks the eggs bene right off my dick
Im a beat rida pound your head to the fire
I spit don’t touch this im tha lyrical massiah
Cause im on point like im damon stoudamire
Rockin a joint im here now yall can finally retire
This my time I can accept it or leave
Believe my luck to be anorexic and grieve
But im an aneceptic I stop infectious rappers in their tracks
Now lemmie rewind my beat so yall can play it back
This is my life
This is my time
This is my song
These are my rhymes
This is my way
To love this life
You can try to
But you cant not love this life
First third degree surgery put me down for burglary
As I steal your career
First I write my rhymes and then I lay em down and we
Get the fuck outa here
I play chicken with a mac truck
What the fuck I hear him yellas he gives his ass up he ran into some bad luck
What goes up must come down
Fuck the 15 minutes I want my fame in sound
So shut up I know my lyrics make you tipsy
IfI get taken down im bringin yall with me
I can do this on my own, don’t try to flip me
I don’t need school to teach me how to rhyme worse then 50
Fuck livin in times of greed and fake violence
A murder covers up another murder in the silence
A mother cries teers and falls down to her knees
As her son bleeds to death for the oil overseas
I find myself unrehearsed,
But that was in the past
I fought through my campaign unnatural to the last
Cent of my mind crawling forward like a cenipede
Pain I fought through with every single cent of me
Now lets see eye to eye reflection of mind
Look into yourself be surprised at what you find
When I spit, your gonna have to press rewind
Cause it don’t take a whole day to recognize sunshine
Comon please don’t forget to mention 88
November 10th to be exact I came to set this shit straight
1:54 there was something goin on in the room
The hospital became a quiet violent monsoon
The seconds ticked past and the world became still
My mother screamed as she dug in to the table with her heel
1:55 on the dot now I dropped
Knew I was put on this earth to make this shit rock
Willywagga
I think this is a really good song but it could be brilliant, I
think the cycling music works very well, and the general
principle vox works well, second vox needs some tightening
up and maybe a little lighter in the mix, lots of scope there,
music is nicely menacing. the referance to Iraq is the high
point lyrically and the pause works well. If it was my song I'd
redo the backing vox. otherwise great!!!!!