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Five Ones
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Track 7 from Fust's sixth album, "Drunk & Ugly"
alternative electronica indie pop punk rock hiphop electronic acoustic piano beatles rap ambient instrumental hard rock reggae emo beats folk blues experimental live radiohead country pop punk spanish harmonies classic rock soft rock
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Fust is an alternative hip-hop/alternative rock project started by Jon Banks in 2005. ATTENTION: Please check us out at: www.ReverbNation.com/Fust
Founded in early 2005, Fust is the alternative music project of Jon Banks. Fust's songs are notorious for jumping genre with music exploring rock & roll, alternative, hip-hop, house, punk, instrumental, ambient, electronica, classical, Spanish music, country, folk, freestyle rap, beat-box, trip-hop, pop-punk, electronic sampling, dance, acoustic rock, industrial, experimental, blues, classic-rock, reggae, comedic rock, spoken-word and even "commercial jingle". For up-to-the-minute information on Fust: [www.Facebook.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.Twitter.com/ThisIsFust] For Fust Video: [www.Qik.com/ThisIsFust] & [www.YouTube.com/FustMusic]
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Peak #504
Peak in subgenre #49
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Jon Banks/Cody Richeson
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Jon Banks
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February 02, 2011
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MP3 1.6 MB 128 kbps 1:42
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one for the money, two for the dough/ three to get paid, and there ain’t no fo’/ change your flow/ rearrange your show/ I’m today’s big thing, is your internet slow?/ I’m over here swimmin’ with women who got women/ chillin’ like John Lennon smokin’ with Bob Dylan/ my sh** is in vain or my sh** is insane/ either way, I’m gonna reign like I’m Citizen Kane/ my flow’s the nitro to all of my thought’s glycerin/ start listenin’/ ‘cause I’m ready to drop this again/ childhood never existed/ passed too fast, so sorry I missed it/ my mind just bent then eventually twisted/ physically beaten, but I was mentally fisted/ let’s test what the hype has shown/ do I reek or do I just got the right cologne/ my life has shown that you can only fight the tone/ but not the voice, so please drop my microphone No one can stop this, growin' lonely and heartless, blind to my own mind, glowin' only in darkness, it's insane how much pain the brain can maintain, day after day only seein' the same thing So many dreams of rappin', with every team just clappin', and every time I drop a rhyme, that's how it seems to happen, always askin' how I word it, always askin' if its worth it, always yellin' as I tell 'em only practice makes it perfect, so I'm thunderin' in, with people wonderin' when, I'm gonna stop bein' the prey and be the hunter again, and if I'm wanted to win, I'll have the thunder within, without a page, I'll hit the stage and give a hundred and ten, I gotta make a decision, precision isn't a mission, as long as you can hear this song, you gotta help me and listen, envision a vision where no one's livin' in prison, livin' legal wit' people, not a single evil tradition, I'm wishin' that this'll transition into a mission, but as a musician, I can only say my position, in competition with propositions of opposition, but as long as I'm spittin', I'll know that somebody listens Now lemme hear you flow, motherf*** a.
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