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Vertical Ventilation
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poetry - rap style...just venting on everything getting things off my chest wrote this on my 40 day fast...recorded in the studio as soon as I was back home...the results are a banging track
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I go by the name of UFO (Unidentified Flowing Oddie)....aka Space Angel...been rapping now for about 7 years...But Hip Hop has always been apart of my life since I was a little kid...I love all music and I like to make my own music to get my own message across
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Hip-Hop • Christian Rap
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#147,120 today Peak #1,140
#3,825 in subgenre Peak #103
Author
((UFO))
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Tyro Production
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September 22, 2004
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Produced by my Uncle on the spot and recorded in one take....no hook just flowing
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God I’m Sick of Bad News – Fast Food Cannibal Christians who outcast Jews Greed on the streets running loose Weed in the lungs of our youth Need to dig deep to find my roots No excuse for gluttony in a country that consumes Money hunger with power to abuse Confuse from black fruit produced from lynching Sensing the Beast on his killing spree hissing With them black men strapped in prisons Victims of police brutality no peace when all I see Is a decrease in human morality - we need a reunion of family Your church the body of Christ on earth God I’m sick of this war on terror this era of hurt Dare to look for an answer where sin is putting in work Crooks, thieves, triggers squeeze Gangsters feed planting seeds of evil deeds People plead people bleed but people don’t see The glory of my king we need your mercy They could receive the victory if they only repent Wicket-ways attach to the soul like cement Those saved are bless yet still we-vent God I’m sick of the lies provided by our president Who’s really heaven sent America was never innocent Over in Iraq on attack but what for Is it oil, power, or just to destroy??? Every war is pointless the demons don’t miss You kill one enemy only brings another more sick Only way to win against sin is for the spirit to forfeit Apocalypse – Satan invasion my words go to the nation And my heart cries for God in this vertical ventilation……………. Cracked Liberty Bells swell cracked domes A great awakening bringing a new world home Method reforms Protest deform Rome upset and Christians seek war Killing in the name of God leaves a nation in deep mourn Moral Chaos parade invade the path we on From the crusades to New Slaves a faith reborn From the voice box of Martin Luther King – Let freedom Ring And shatter everything that doesn’t have love in it Church and State separate equal under government A market place for religion which one to pick? The blood runs thick can’t stop the shooting humans kill and fight Revolution thrills the night’s constitution bill of rights All of this produces a shield of light City on the Hill Reveal the modern era A battlefield for Christ invite a common terror The face on the moon reflect in broken mirrors A place of doom leaders who spoke in error Preachers provide hope in prayer Because buildings crumbling is no longer smoke and mirrors In fear of ourselves helps to point fingers Bowing of the neck domino effect A faithless nation with hollow respect Be careful who you follow to death It it’s connected to the world – dollar – or flesh All in a sec we’ve gone over deck Corrupted by sex with hearts of lust Is it God we trust…..or somebody else? June 26, 2004 (Day 20) written by Oddie Sloan (UFO aka tha Phoenix)
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