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Dedicated To One Remix (Instrumental)
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Instrumental to remix of B.I.'s diss track "Dedicated To One".
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Straight up hip-hop production, funny stuff
The Cybertron Sound. Just what is that, one may ask? Ask the one who coined the term, and he'll tell you, it's a state of mind, a time and place that can't be recreated, a time to which people wish they could relive. When you hear it, you just know you're back in those times. The collection of tracks you'll find here are bits and pieces of the The Cybertron Sound's greatest fan's take on the original creations, for personal projects. Just who is the man? No one knows; he goes by a ton of aliases. For the sake of simplicity, just call him Dr. Claw. Hardly anyone knows where he's really from, however it's safe to say he's a "Cybertron" native. Whatever the case, he's a man who seems to have a whole lot of time on his hands, enough to bring The Cybertron Sound to your home.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,289
Peak in subgenre #740
Author
B. Ichimonji, S.Hiryu
Rights
The Doc
Uploaded
November 20, 2002
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MP3 4.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
An idea for a beat came up, so I tweaked some of the lyrics to Dedicated To One, and used this beat for a remix. In the recomposed lyrics, Batsu takes a more deft swipe at Dextra directly, yet still omitting her name.
Lyrics
Intro (B.I. speaks): Yo... yo Dex, I thought I told you? "Keep your name out my mouth" (scratched, K-Solo: "I Can't Hold It Back") And you still don't listen? Check it. This is the last time I'm gonna say it... "Keep your name out my mouth" (scratched, K-Solo: "I Can't Hold It Back") Let me break this down for you real slowly... ...SIKE! "Keep talkin' shit, motherfucker" (scratched, Nas: "Come Get Me") Didn't want to say nothin', but you had to open your mouth And every time you say somethin', I'm scopin' you out You're hopin' your clout doesn't leave you open to doubt Flippin' even when it isn't you that's spoken about Clown me in public, say worse 'bout me in private Not like I'm thinkin' much of it, but I'm tired of bein' quiet Actin' all pissy and shit, bitchin' and callin' me prude Just because I don't want to see little kids actin' crude In front of them you're actin' lewd and that's the attitude That's got somebody like me forever mad at you Tryin' to set an example's hard when people laugh at you And bitches like yourself snap at you, actin' as if they needed a smack or two 'Smatter with you? We used to be cool, and now you act a fool Sayin' I said this and that and didn't even bother askin' who They were accusin' in the first place Talkin' about me bein' a turncoat but you're the worst case You let your own sexist bias control you If I had that much beef with you I would have told you So I wrote this ode to you -- you talkin' about a truce? The way you talk about me, it's simply no use You can't put up or shut up, so both sets of your lips are loose And if you asked me how it's hanging, I'd say I hope its you on a noose Your swear you're a dime when you know you're a deuce Like the second numeral, a big mouth like yours'll carry you straight to your funeral Chorus (Strider's Scratch): "Back out my face, keep my name out your mouth" (K-Solo, "I Can't Hold It Back") "Take this rhyme home and think it through" (Prodigy, Mobb Deep's "Shook Ones Pt. II") "Keep my name out your mouth" (K-Solo, "I Can't Hold It Back") "Or the next rhyme I write might be about you" (Prodigy, Mobb Deep's "Shook Ones Pt. II") (repeat x2) I wrote a song you didn't like and what, you hate me now? Gonna chase me down because I had the guts to face you down? If you think I'm gonna change it now, fuck it -- You can take that thought and your opinion and shove it I'd rather kick the bucket than compromise, I don't even know why you're trippin' when the song wasn't about you -- so why are you bitchin'?! Forget that crap about me hatin' women, that song was written because bitches like her and you make a hell out of my daily livin' You snatch ass pigeon! Don't worry about who I'm dissin' Lettin' unreliable hearsay influence your decisions You're just mad because I don't feel for a slut like you Kick a man in the nuts like you, or just plain out suck like you Claimin' my assumptions about women are done just to spite you I'd think the same regardless, it ain't like I'm tryin' to fight you I even used to like you, until you started frontin' Always startin' somethin' when there ain't nothin' and buttin' in, woman And I use that term loosely If I'm full of shit, you're the asshole who produced me You used to be true to me and vice versa, a unity Despite the things that came at the hands of a red-hooded dingbat And now you're friends with her? I should have seen that Pigeons of a feather flock together, and now I believe that What do you mean that I'm a hypocrite? I was wrong -- C.S. don't just stand for "cocksucker", it stands for chicken shit Chorus (Strider's Scratch) Violatin' -- the only way I can define Why I'm hatin' the phony things you're doin' all the time Goin' into detail you will find A history of instigation and perpetration mostly unjustified You argue it's just your pride, but motherfuck your pride You won't have it when you die, so jus
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