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2X - Back Of The Bus
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Deep Song About Rap And Life....
critical uk
Critcal.... Unique UK Hip-Hop, For Fans Of Out Da Ville, Jehst, Braintax.
!!!!NOW AT www.soundclick.com/skepticrecords Critical. Est. 1985. UK, Sheffield. Emcee, Producer... Dark Beats And Tempremental. "I am left to stagnate, vegetate and to regress; left to confront my solitary head-on with people who have eyes but don't see and who have ears but don't hear, who have mouths but don't speak." - Robert Maudsley
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Charts
Peak #7,590
Peak in subgenre #4,223
Author
Critical/Raze
Rights
Crimianl/Raze
Uploaded
July 19, 2003
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Pissed Off At Life And The State Of The Music Industry
Lyrics
"My job consists of basically masking my contempt for the assholes in charge, and at least once a day retiring to the mens room so i can jerk off, about a life that dosnt so closly resemble hell." Chorus - Sittin on the back of the bus, jottin rap in my books, watching people movin fast in a rush, they act in a fuss, they'll never be catchin us up, but the industries just lackin the trust, constantly stabbed in the back and now theres only daggers and blood, had it with luck, Sittin on the back of the bus, jottin rap in my books, Sittin on the back of the bus. Critical - sittin at the back writin rough lyrics, ..on the bus ticket, i jus bic it, i must finish, its easy to get a foot in the door but like fuck is it, i try to open the fire escape but its stuck rigid, a verbalist, kicked off at the terminus, watchin teenagers wearin burberries, i cant help but laugh, i wanna be dealt the last, ..ace, but could i cope if i held the pack? and we seldom rap, we need a helpful pat, on the shoulder and a welcome back, but selfish wack, coporate firms, pump music with thoughtless words, till the corsitt bursts, if i had a chance id kick my foot through it where the doors concerned, but ive got the tord grip curse, seen as second best even though i fork-lift verse, seen as the scurge of the poor kids earth, the winda pane rocks, as its hit by single rain drops, But hip hop implicates what?, it sums up the depressed state, trying to lift it but its still to heavy like led weights, not gonna act like its the best thing since sliced bread mate, no more sittin on the 53 thinkin "Ill try red tape", i feel like beckham, under pressure to hit the right set play. Chorus Raze - paper is all i need, but i finished my last rhyme book ..so will you please go out there and saw the trees, ive had the thoughts and dreams, of ruling all these Yorkshire streets, and deep down ive truly thought of all the awards to reach, my pen operates, and my head stores the beat, but ill never be torn between anythin, cos when i rap everythin, .. else is irrelevant, all i need is a pen with ink, then im in my element, so every single letter in, .. this makes it evident, cos ladies and gentlemen, raze is developin, so when i grip my microphone, ive got my heart inside my throat, and evey single line i wrote, is inspired by the entire globe, cos i look through my windows and listen through my speakers, and me and the planet combine and speak with no secrets, thats why i write with a day to day influence, we can make music if you take away instruments, i write a track with my razor blade fingertips, if theres no access i make a way into it, if i got a lyric diet riot, i get inspired by it, and write and stirke jus like the firefighters, but im pissed, you can rap about nudity and sex, jewellry not debts, and you will see success, and you will be the next, big thing, even if ya shit stinks, theres help ready just incase ya ship sinks. Chorus X2 (On The Bus Outro)
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