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Bradster X - Strange Encounter (Prod. Syndrome)
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Track 3 of the Devil's Night EP - Satan's Dick Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9GaucJFeuk
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Rapper from Pittsburgh, PA - one half of Bradster X and Coop
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Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
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Peak #133
Peak in subgenre #11
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Bradster X (Prod. Syndrome)
Rights
2017
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October 30, 2017
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MP3 3.1 MB 160 kbps 2:44
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Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9GaucJFeuk ***LYRICS BELOW*** Verses written/performed by: Bradster X https://www.soundcloud.com/brad-marshall-979044641/tracks https://www.twitter.com/BradsterX316 https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNK606CGdhVXovE0cp3HdsQ https://www.audiomack.com/artist/bradsterx316 https://www.hearthis.at/bradsterx316-6j/ https://www.instagram.com/bradsterx/ http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=1414556 Produced by: Syndrome https://open.spotify.com/artist/0aoTIxQJvGyH2vLza8yOe5 http://www.beatstars.com/syndromebeats https://twitter.com/Syndrome_Beats https://www.instagram.com/syndrome_beats/ https://soundcloud.com/syndrome-beats https://twitter.com/Syndrome_Beats https://plus.google.com/u/0/+TheHipHopFix =========================== I woke up choked up In a panicked state I can barely see, I'm hungry Stomach rumbling, barely ate Memories are fairly vague Only recall staring faces Other patients lined up All of us are wearing bracelets Not words but I heard Exchanging phrases Instruments arranged In some of the strangest places On a table restrained, naked I don't feel pain but I can see the blood drain From my vein as they take it I'm just one of many cases There's no trace of us Lost in space, they wanna make Another race of us Hybrid-humans They look at us as stupid They think up So-called improvements Take our DNA, scoop it Use it on each other It makes my body shudder to think They've been doin' this since Tommy Tucker could sing I'm awfully bothered But I'm calmy cautious Cause I'm oddly conscience Feelin' strongly nauseous I can hear the ship levitate The sounds resonate around Ears pound to the serenade I can feel the tip penetrate Heavily medicated They need in my anus for a database But they make sure I stay awake Activate my theta waves Calcuating as I medatate I'm curious what fate awaits Will I decay away to a better place Or will I live to see later days I don't where I am Feeling lost Now I feel the ship goin' low again Feelin' the wind blowin' against me As I walk, dropped off Fleeting thoughts Time flew immensely
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Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s9GaucJFeuk ***LYRICS BELOW*** Verses written/performed by: Bradster X https://www.soundcloud.com/brad-marshall-979044641/tracks https://www.twitter.com/BradsterX316 https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCNK606CGdhVXovE0cp3HdsQ https://www.audiomack.com/artist/bradsterx316 https://www.hearthis.at/bradsterx316-6j/ https://www.instagram.com/bradsterx/ http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=1414556 Produced by: Syndrome https://open.spotify.com/artist/0aoTIxQJvGyH2vLza8yOe5 http://www.beatstars.com/syndromebeats https://twitter.com/Syndrome_Beats https://www.instagram.com/syndrome_beats/ https://soundcloud.com/syndrome-beats https://twitter.com/Syndrome_Beats https://plus.google.com/u/0/+TheHipHopFix ========================= I woke up choked up In a panicked state I can barely see, I'm hungry Stomach rumbling, barely ate Memories are fairly vague Only recall staring faces Other patients lined up All of us are wearing bracelets Not words but I heard Exchanging phrases Instruments arranged In some of the strangest places On a table restrained, naked I don't feel pain but I can see the blood drain From my vein as they take it I'm just one of many cases There's no trace of us Lost in space, they wanna make Another race of us Hybrid-humans They look at us as stupid They think up So-called improvements Take our DNA, scoop it Use it on each other It makes my body shudder to think They've been doin' this since Tommy Tucker could sing I'm awfully bothered But I'm calmy cautious Cause I'm oddly conscience Feelin' strongly nauseous I can hear the ship levitate The sounds resonate around Ears pound to the serenade I can feel the tip penetrate Heavily medicated They need in my anus for a database But they make sure I stay awake Activate my theta waves Calcuating as I medatate I'm curious what fate awaits Will I decay away to a better place Or will I live to see later days I don't where I am Feeling lost Now I feel the ship goin' low again Feelin' the wind blowin' against me As I walk, dropped off Fleeting thoughts Time flew immensely
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