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If You Don't Like Me
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Just a song I wrote. It only took a mere 10 minutes or so per verse so don't expect a lyrical classic here. Some reverse messages in there as well ;).
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A vibrant, new rapper from Pittsburgh. Still perfecting his craft. Provides comedic energy as well as serious thought provoking lyrics his music. A real eye-ope
It all started when I was about 11 or 12. I would freestyle on the bus just jokin' around and such. My first song I ever recorded was called Big Balls In Your Soup (code for teabaggin') and it is LITERALLY an instant classic around here to the 75+ people in my old school of Shaler who bought the tape. The tape was meant to be a shocking, fucked up look at the mind of Bradster X, and it was fucked up nonetheless. Teachers were appaulled at the things I would say, as were students and parents. I sold/gave away this mixtape (which is mostly on this website) called 04-05 Sessions. Some of the shit was older than '04 but whatchagonnado. Visit Myspace.com/bradsterx for new songs I'm workin' on now for the new mixtape. Keep in mind, this is for fun. In no way and I'm trying to be "hard" to any extent of the word. Some songs are more on the serious side but majority of my songs are tongue-in-cheek tunes. It's meant for entertainment and it's fun for me to do and honestly, I'm probably better than half you mother fuckers reading this shit anyway so kiss my ass for hating.
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Peak #1,358
Peak in subgenre #767
Author
Brad Marshall
Rights
2005
Uploaded
August 14, 2005
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MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Just a song I wrote. It only took a mere 10 minutes or so per verse so don't expect a lyrical classic here. Some reverse messages in there as well ;).
Lyrics
People wanna deny my talent, it's knockin' me off balance I guess these wack rappers afraid of a challenge I don't come with many metaphors and similies I bring it straight forward so that all of you acknowledge me I write lyrics in minutes and then record them on a cheap mic I could make your stomach turn so bad you can't eat right I'm so narcissistic I beat off to myself I don't need religion, I know I'm goin' to hell I came through my dad's nuts not giving a fuck Put a pen in my hand and I blow tracks up Comin' harder than a porno star I never feel complete without smoke in lungs I know I'll go far, cause the lyrics that I write Is my brain on drugs, so you can keep mean muggin' Tell me to my face that you don't like my shit That's cool man, as long as you listen to it If you don't like me you can suck my fuckin' dickx4 I feel betrayed by the image you've bestowed upon me Make me seem as if I'm lucifer in God's apartment You hardly had a right to start shit, demonic I'm heartless, but in the end theres a twist, I'm an artist I'm the brightest bud you can see me in the darkness Nice like Mr. Rogers, stomach filled with pills like pharmacy But practically I'm harmless, usually anonymously I commit arson on the mic, grasp it tight Ignite with flames when I expell hits like a shit Infinite cycle, that's just the way my life goes Guidance is suggested 'cause my music is for psychos (I never rode on a motorcycle)(voice changer) But I'll pin your little kid down like my name was Michael Strut around naked with a championship title Got caught with my pants 'round my ankles..(whatthefuck) If you don't like me you can suck my fuckin' dickx4
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