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The South African-based duo has combined five years of hip hop music experience to produce their first single, the utterly addictive, sometimes comical Stereoty
DYNISTY ENTERTAINMENT “If we can think it then we can do it” Dynisty Entertainment is the first Urban Independent Record Company in the Eastern Cape. A music company with a reputation for musical excellence and professionalism. We produce, develop and promote intellectual property using all facets of the media but focusing primarily on music as our core business. Greetings and Salutations! To the third planet from the sun From the cradle of sand where all man has begun Come and unlock the mystery As we put them out of their misery Let us record this history As we proudly present to thee The birth of a DYNISTY And in this corner weighing in at a combined weight of craft and skill The ministers of sound, the lords of the underground the uncanny, the unrelenting, the undisputed DYNISTY
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Peak #1,194
Peak in subgenre #662
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Dynisty
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Dynisty
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August 25, 2007
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 4:39
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STEREOTYPE (E.ABOAGYE/J.SAUNDERS) Yeah! You're such... You're such a... Dog! Yeah! Let me be blunt, and up front and say whatever I want! [Verse 1] Now according to a survey It wouldn't matter what I say Long as the beats is okay We'll sing along anyway So Hey! My name is Bob I got a job to rob And only refer to bitches when talking about a dog! But he heard the B word Said it's absurd And would have preferred if that word had never occurred So we argue and bicker then figure we'll lick a sticker Then pick a nigga that we could stick it onto Parental Advisory on everything I see For those who are likely to take me so lightly Let's say it politely For those who just might be Willing to take out money coz their wanting to buy me Now isn't that exquisite now that I'm on a pivot How Mr. Explicit wants to come pay me a visit Lizard Or is it coz I'm black and I took gun rhymed it with fun Now I'm the one whose gotta bear the brunt But I guess I'm on a label so they can turn the table So I guess there're able to label me whenever they want That, that Misogynistic lyrist in need of a therapist His head is in a turban so he must be Terrorist (Ha-ha!) [Chorus] Am I what you expect? Do you like what you get? Do I fit you're... STEREOTYPE? Coz I like what I see So you should be with me And come fit my... STEREOTYPE That's Right! Stereotypical! [Verse 2] Beyonce, Michelle and Kelly Shaking tail on my Tele Stripping like Striperella When I see them yo I'm a tell her Nasty put some clothes on I told ya Don't walk outside your house without you're clothes on I told ya! You say you sacrifice and doing this for Christ But ladies wouldn't it be nice If you took your own advice The price of fame is always cheaper by the dozen I went from, cussing to fussing to French-kissing my cousin Like a Muppet you're a puppet on a string, I can say anything! Lemon Mirang! Chitty bang-bang! Then call it slang, And watch it swing like boomerang Coz what I sing, would make em dropout and join a chain gang Then I'll get up stand and raise your hand For the only black man in the Ku Klux Klan? But I'm an educated man therefore I understand That Poets' are only people like Shakespeare "What hast thou then more than thou hadst before" "Cometh the day cometh what May cometh I say" Theeth thouth doth bay! What the heck did I say? What's it matter anyway? Member that Survey! Hey! [Chorus] [Verse 3] Now I'm trying not to split "Find it hard to commit" Coz Star obsession is cool, every man would admit A little Angelina fixation wouldn't hurt a little bit Except, maybe if your name was William Bradley Pitt That mistake, that you make, you have yet to regret Grab your mouse, surf the net Google `Stupid', what you get Is only an idiot like Nick Carter? Would hit Mr. Hilton's daughter If he knew his career was over he would have been a lot smarter Smarty arty lardy-dardy everybody-wanna party Coz hey! That's all rappers can do We're all thugs who do drugs And take guns to the clubs And yeah boo I'm digging on you? (Yeah Right!) Smoke weed! Don't read! Buy things we won't need Look at my rims they're spinning They're spinning Now I'm grinning, I Got money got women and I'm swimmin' in em And now my teeth have got diamonds in em'! Say cheese! Just let nature take its course Don't mean filing for divorce Just because you feel remorse That she left you for a "Horse!" But He said this and she said that Yeah-Right brat, you and Oprah can believe that!
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