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Chope & Antikz - This World is Crazy (Version 2)
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This version is much more laid back. Antikz drops two different verses on this, blesses the intro, and his harmonizing in the hook has been lowered. Message is still the same.
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Poetical, Abstract, Concious, different from the norm HIP-HOP. These MC's perceive there thoughts as a potentially destructive force that uses their words as w
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Peak #5,038
Peak in subgenre #2,737
Author
Chope & Antikz
Rights
2003, P.O.E.T.S. Entertainment.
Uploaded
August 12, 2003
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Former POETS member Change The Rekindled One came to us and said we could make the track more clear. We did a revision and this is what came up.
Lyrics
I want to hear a poem about struggle so that when I open my mouth I can step outside myself I wanna listen to no less than the sounds of protest I WANNA HEAR A POEM ABOUT STRUGGLE (STRUGGLE) I WANNA HEAR A POEM ABOUT STRUGGLE (STRUGGLE) Chope: It was 2003 – On August the Seventh officially forever remember the second greatest mistake I ever made once again getting arrested I had been sipping on 2/11’s early that evening from stressin’ For not having a check or no credit pathetic, a matter of fact for not having a blessin’ Last round was 2001 in an April, unstable caught up with Hallucinations And Concealed weapons, this time around it was Driving While Intoxicated Antikz God has made this life a shapeless molding maze to play with I’m calling upon your aid for explanations on ways to change it Antikz: Changing tha fazing vision abrasion facin tha nation apraclamation chasin behind a lie combines of da wasted lives slicin a knife across tha skin when u begin to sin again 2nite why fight a life tryin to die like mine every time u breathe hurtin me on my knees prayin my life its crazy its fadin mistakinly takin me savin me racingly paitently here its clear i don’t belong ive wronged so long that my soul is gone so much harm comin my way runnnin another change replace tha place I may stay go away fo sure forever together it’s a crazy world Hook: (Chope) (Antikz): “I dont know why” Yea the world is crazy, like a Gein or a Dahmer, or a Bundy, or Gacy Awakening in the basement tied away, somebody save me Lord please help me, bless my soul and stop the pain and inner demons Cause I’m steadily losing my mind everytime that I find that I ain’t dreamin’ [repeat 2x] Antikz: The worlds crazingly fazing me come and its blazin me shadily tracin my steps no rest for tha wicked insomniac writtin n spittin fittin tha image patrayed so im breakin tha frame rearange ya view to see tha truth im comin n rushin in bustin continue to use my mind to create verses depictin pictures I figure tha bigger tha convas tha bigger tha actions captured im rappin a pen as tha lock tha ink is tha mark to begin to start display of art so soak it into ya pores somemore exploring tha minds core like a lobotomy follow me might be hard to see for tha blinded but ya find it if u open ya eyes a bit and realize it insight of my rhymes the words crazy isn’t it? This songs ya asylum visit Chope: Understanding, by living as humans we’ve made an agreement to breath in the agony Naturally passed in reality, rapidly adding up everything in you that’s battling Happiness, balancing tragedy way over the top of a horrid, unbearable, apathy Actually acting acidic attacking all of my arteries steady and actively Antikz: Yeah its happening rappin the actions im capturing trappin em in a state of mind rhymes can’t see the time of change derrange of place escape the maddness acrobatics tounge lashin in a fashion bitch can’t even imagin of the world turnin earnen a death every rotation balance out tha birth and abortion ratin fuckin tha nation it’s crazy Hook: (Chope) (Antikz): “I dont know why” Yea the world is crazy, like a Gein or a Dahmer, or a Bundy, or Gacy Awakening in the basement tied away, somebody save me Lord please help me, bless my soul and stop the pain and inner demons Cause I’m steadily losing my mind everytime that I find that I ain’t dreamin’ [repeat 4x]
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