Michael
@CasinoMic
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Philadelphia, PA USA
Joined Oct 10, 2010
I'm a hip hop artist living in philly. I created the mix-tape "In Control Vol. II" for a self satisfaction that I could create an entire series of tracks intertwined with one another. I wanted a storline as well as poetry mixed into a flow I could call my own. The 6 song mix-tape is music I developed for myself and the odd world I've created behin the scene. Please DownLoad it, It's free!!! and Share it with your friends!!!
I have a new album coming out soon dropping late 2012 and Hope to bring a little bit more Hop into ya hip with smooth flow and jazzy new age beats. I'll be working with other artist as well as two time Grammy award winning engineer Drea young.
Find me on twitter@Casinomic and I'll make sure to retweet and promote your music & comments as well!! Peace out!
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Check out my latest Video
Sep 18, 2012
http://youtu.be/Cw9EJES18sI
WANNA HEAR MY NEW MIX TAPE!?!?
Mar 31, 2012
DOWNLOAD IT FREE!! CLICK THE LINK!! http://www.reverbnation.com/casinomic
MY FIRST MUSIC VIDEO!!
Mar 11, 2012
CHECK OUT MY FIRST MUSIC VIDEO ON YOUTUBE.COM/CASINOMIC LET ME KNOW WHAT YOU THINK!!
ATTENTION!! ATTENTION! Starting off 2012!!!
Jan 6, 2012
ATTENTION!! ATTENTION!! I wanna write a song. Give me some suggestions, topics, stories, etc. I'm not challenged by myself at the moment. I MAKE MUSIC FOR YOU!! The people who support me. So I want to give you something special. From you to me, then me to you... Hip hop now and days sounds redundant. Help me do something different. If your idea is good, then I'll write something for you and you'll hear it in my new mixtape "untitled at the moment"- peace, Casino Mic
Te Amo Mi Amor (hooks is extra)
Sep 14, 2011
Hooks is extra Te amo mi amor I love you Coming home one night sitting on a bench waiting on the train I met this young girl Pasty white skin, and greens eyes blood shot red Long blond hair and bangs that had a strip of purple covering her face She told me She came to make a name Searched to turn ghetto pockets into fortune and fame Carried a backpack fool of books and a pen Wrote hooks but she couldn't keep the tempo she no tendo So I think unbreakable she said I'd rather be alive Inside a page then be famous after they found I'm a genius already dead inside a grave Unthinkable, I sat quietly while i listened in She said she had secret She use to have a baby but the babies daddy didn't wanna keep it She cried while I lend her a silk tissue and an ear It was close to half past eight Tears falling down her face I stared into the air and thought about the words to say She carried on a burden and No one near to feel it burning too then She told me she was boring she told she was turning twenty one And She drank alcohol early in the morning way before the rising of the sun That the devil came to watch her once because of what she's done I didn't speak she spoke like she knew i wouldn't judge She continued I was suppose to raise a son I guess she named him louis And louy was her only one I asked her what had happened And she told me He was gone That the devil took him home and home was a fraud Daddy didn't have a job He gambled what he had and he gave back what he won She use to always called him cunt a complete waste of life pulled a pen from back her ear then started to write I love you I'm sorry that your gone That I'm here and you're not But mommies gonna make a song Sing like a bird and buzz like a bee Hum diddle dum And drum perfectly At the time it was you and not me (so hum diddle dum hum diddle dee) Forgive me son I miss you I watched as she wrote, took a deep breath, sighed and cleared her throat I Tried hard not to choke That's because I realized that her face started turning old The pen turned to dust and the book crumbled slow between her fingers I tried to get up She whispered The devil lingers I was stuck Her tears turn to blood When the teardrops hit the floor they Burst and they sprouted turning into yellow rose buds Her hair grew thin and started glowing grey I listened and heard a voice against the wind say It's you it's not me Its us it's this fucked up dream and how we go about doing things I hadn't needed you Then the bench turned to rust I rest again peacefully She placed her hand against my chest and pressed deeply The purple streak of hair fluttered into feathers drifted gracefully fading to a fog The fog clouded eating everything As quickly as it came it left And I woke up (c) 08.06.2011
So I now have a twitter follow me at twitter.com/casinomic