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Rabid Thought - River Styx
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Rabid Thought (the Poet) aka Thought Form (the Producer) aka Rhetoric (the Emcee) aka Johnny Hot Lix (the Musician) was born John Benjamin Warner on Friday May 13th, 1977 in the small rural town of Camden, Maine. A trained pianist, and percussionist much of his youth was spent behind a kit in various studios and garages. Playing for a variety of bands in genres from jazz/blues/rock, to hardcore & metal, to ska & reage. Giving up on his music career aspirations his senior year in high school he defected to the dark side and enrolled in the Information Technology program at Rochester Institute of Technology in New York. His time spent there though a huge waste of time and money did bring him to be as one with his computer, and this began to open his eyes to its music production potentials. After dropping out of college fate brought him to the mountain town of Durango, Colorado. It was here that Da Funky Allstars were given life ... the ten piece funk/rock/hip-hop group fell as fast as they rose but it brought two hungry artists together. Thus was Sayonx born ... http://www.soundclick.com/sayonx/ ... Koolie Blue from Raleigh, North Carolina proved to be a driving force, inspiring John to hone his newely found emcee skills as well as to begin his career as a producer.
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Peak #9,140
Peak in subgenre #5,452
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Rabid Mind Productions
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Rabid Mind Productions
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October 22, 2004
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[Chorus] steppin to me better believe ya leavin bleedin internally my seed concievin then receedin into darkness of gods distress I've passed my test but I never left the classroom I like this mess though I been blessed with the knowledge of those that rest eternally you turn to me and see a scene of unrest and perjury seems to be obseen when we won't be who we are but a doors ajar n we all got dreams of being a star its time to lay them down to sleep n lock the dead bolt its time to steal the crown n creep n leap the red moat melt it down pass it around share nobility carein ability willin to be in the middle of villans pillagen villages sewage is spillin killin they kin wonderin when its time for them to awake n then begin it again the circle of sin gotta defend what do we got but one shot in the chamber per person we all hurtin displacin the blame place in the game is not what we thought its not what we taught refuse reality stop breath man take your shot [Chorus] steppin to me better believe ya leavin bleedin internally my seed concievin then receedin into darkness of gods distress I've passed my test but I never left the classroom I like this mess
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