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Rhetorical Relevance
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alternative electronica drum bass techno dance hiphop rap ambient original unsigned trip hop weird different fl fruityloops
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Big Beat, Breakbeat, Drum 'n Bass, Ambient, Trip-Hop, HipHop, Dance. All created electronically.
Okay, this is becoming a dump for my work, basically I'll upload everything I produce onto this page and use it as a linkup page. A bit about me: I'm 21, living in Newport, South Wales, studying film & video in Newport Film School. Been making music for about a year on FL Studio, various styles, although I'm becoming rather fond of Trip-Hop and alternative dance styles at the moment, also produce a bit of hiphop, more to come soon. I've just started using Reason 3, as soon as I get a bit more kit sorted I intend for this to replace FL as my No.1 program, although I'll still rewire it to use the piano roll sequencer in FL, as IMO it's the best of the bunch. If you like what you hear drop me a bit of feedback and say so. Peace
Song Info
Charts
Peak #8,277
Peak in subgenre #653
Author
Athiest/Unsystematic
Rights
Dead Antelope Records
Uploaded
October 21, 2005
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Well, my friends said I hadn't written any "hype" songs, so I decided to try my hand and came up with this, it's more battle orientated that my other work but still preserves my weird side nicely.
Lyrics
Verse 1 Key witness in the case of rappers prostituting platitudes/ longitude and latitude, the length and breadth of amplitude/ bad attitude, mis-management of your vocal faeces/ peacekeeping treaties recognize your newly evolved species/ MC's, your terminology receives restraining orders/ stay the fuck away from this mic or you'll be across the border/ outta gas, the pedals stuck, brakes failed, road to ruin/ diagnosis classic case of mutual resentment brewing/ no more can you rip raps instead relax, sit back/ harmonize your frequency to my god-lite extract/ Introducing Atheist, deprived of former glory/ make up a story, I'll infiltrate your territory/ enterprise prosperous organizational structure/ alienate mainly undesirable sculptures/ sub cultures, understand to read between the lines/ arrangement of expedition no more need to follow signs/ top secret amenities buried deep in cavernous walls/ endeavor to complete the bonus mission impossible/ of tactically spasmodically radically intellectually/ proving to those surrounding me I flow words resoundingly/ so battle me, pick up your mic, reverse your thinking cap/ disperse an equal dosage in between the ancient 8-track/ but what's that, your choking on an itty bitty idiom/ pretty fun to see you convolute to your meridian/ you're the one who labeled me an abnormality/ but you were hung, drawn and quartered with my killer fatality/ and finally, after your brain was reinstated/ every other in the crowd, knew you were overrated/ you never made it, your god, he did no more saving/ put a speaker on a pulley and ride through palms waving/ war may be hell but I kill for pure desire/ nail your lifeless form up against the constant crossfire/ crucify ambition of a musical direction/ pry apart the microphone, prepare for insurrection/ Chorus Religious culturists employ added venom/ but must understand we can also expend them/ dealt cards light the way for mass meeting of encores/ while supremacists domino's rattle off course/ Verse 2 Now back to the platter of ham/ the subjects off-hand, an abstract artists master plan/ wrap up warm when you venture unto the unknown/ fear factor festering manifests within your carbon clone/ reprehensible misconduct conducted via the earth/ the sun, moon and the stars shared allegiance since my birth/ ring up the tillpoint, make a note of what I'm worth/ man, you're just pissed I got to the front of the punchline first/ once upon a time you wrote rhymes effectively/ but pressurised desires saw you use excessively/ and sad seeds, sown upon the soil of despair/ tear out your hair cuz this life game ain't fair/ where, did the hope and glory disappear/ within touching distance, but too far to be near/ steer clear of rocky inclines and jagged edges/ you don't want to be friends with high-rise window ledges/ extinguish probability of premature end/ replaced by trips to farms populated by white coat men/ strap in, seatbelt on, it's one helluva ride/ all aboard insanity express where personalities divide/ I complied, sitting side by side/ a malevolent entity knowning not that I had lied/ brain valves switched off, malfunctioning cells/ upon re-activation I've arrived here in hell/ spelling it out in simplistic terms/ I'm not yet sharing personal living space with the worms/ rather two into one refused to go quietly/ my alter-ego wants to rap but I chose psychotic notoriety/ Rhetorical Relevance (Beat: Mozart Exploded) Verse 1 Key witness in the case of rappers prostituting platitudes/ longitude and latitude, the length and breadth of amplitude/ bad attitude, mis-management of your vocal faeces/ peacekeeping treaties recognize your newly evolved species/ MC's, your terminology receives restraining orders/ stay the fuck away from this mic or you'll be across the border/ outta gas, the pedals stuck, brakes failed, road to ruin/
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