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Cant Relax
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Produced, Recorded, Mastered by Doc Hollywood Written and Performed by Juan Carlos (4for)
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4FOR was created from a concept: 4 Freedom Or Revolution. Communicating and sharing ideas: whether it's music, concepts, religion, philosophy, gender, instrumen
A more thorough history could be , but I will humor the audience. 4FOR NETWORK was created in 2008 as a concept, 4 (F)reedom (O)r (R)evolution, and that means simply; anything that you wish, think, and commit to must be your choice in life - and we all have that freedom whether we know it or not. I believe enlightenment comes to those that seek it not ask for it. There is more humility in letting than pursuing, but pursuing something with your mind is a different ambition. [Laughs] Enough philosophy, let's get this started! 4FOR NETWORK!
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#14,879 today Peak #372
#9,896 in subgenre Peak #203
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2016
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March 31, 2016
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MP3 3.6 MB 160 kbps 3:09
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Round up your jokers like card tricks I don’t play fight fists Smash you with sticks, bricks Lipid at the time my cranium Took rocks cause kids found me threatening Then I got bold like Iran’s plan to enriching uranium Bring your boys and make a posse’ Gifted from the doshe’ Aiming for plagues the luster of palladium [Bridges] Punching bricks I can’t relax A third of my paycheck cut by tax Not impressed so I push to the max Not trying to hashtag Empire construction with tracks stacked Catalog my albums I’m filling them Cause Pop art is trash And I’m not feeling them Mouth spittin’ lahar Outcry indignity from afar [Chorus on repeat] So- I can’t relax and I can’t relax Everytime I do I relapse (X4) That’s when I bring out the axe Aztec hacked it obsidian hatchets Matches to fire up the start Too pissed, too quick, too fringed Mad spic won’t stop or quit Forget acid, I see visions without them And I can’t talk bad about feminists Trying to be an example of fairer sex Bitter taste of medicine Outcast with fairer skin [Bridges] Punching bricks I can’t relax A third of my paycheck cut by tax Not impressed so I push to the max Going in a fury at my injuries I’ll never be in-jury I’ll never participate or judge The past was built by injustice As if only valid movements Came from the musket In God who Trusted? [Chorus on repeat] So- I can’t relax and I can’t relax Everytime I do I relapse (X4) Late night strategist In the stratosphere Plotting how to get outta here Survival instinct imprint Instilled through self-coded programming Encoded my inner workings through recordings History speaking through my Codex Scribbled my soul in scrolls Blood inked history in rolodex Finding little bits of control Which fluctuates like the price of gold [Bridges] Punching bricks I can’t relax A third of my paycheck cut by tax Not impressed so I push to the max Shoo!-- rappers don’t bother me Cause shoe rappers get that auditing I have a complex-- a revolutionary shoot thru bogus An expert mode made sabotaging boss Till I edit history in my asserbohus [Chorus on repeat] So- I can’t relax and I can’t relax Everytime I do I relapse (X4)
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