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Pay Your Dues & Rent (ABL vs 10Fold)
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dope shit, bitch
was born in 1985 as Zachary Martin, son to a business woman and a jazz musician. Homeschooled until 6th grade, Zac was exposed to things many kids his age were never aware of. Whether marching through the crowded streets of Washington D.C. alongside his mother or sitting in his father's lap while he played guitar, Zac was always taught to pursue his dreams to the best of his ability. , and recorded his first album. Containing 100% original material produced entirely by himself on a Casio piano and recorded with a dynamic mic and a rebuilt 486 PC computer, was his first attempt to contribute to the world of hip-hop that he loved so much. even parodied Em's current hit of the time "The Real Slim Shady" in a not-so-subtle mockery of the comparisons, due only to skin color. Although the album lacked any serious demand, those that did hear it took to numerous songs. a slow and dragging anthem to society's need for intoxicants, got the most attention. Although the quality of the mix was "complete and utter amatuer dog shit," as put it, the quality of the lyrics is what got the most mention. got back to work and made the rough draft of a mixtape called depicting competing against the angel of death in a battle of wits and childhood games for his soul, is still hailed as one of his most original and comical tracks to date and was immediatly taken to by fans when he leaked a rough copy to the net. said in an interview. 's discology is only at a whopping 2 final products. The second effot by Zac, , was finished and released in winter of 2004. The title poked fun at rappers who would memorize verses so they could spit them in cipher like they were freestyles. remembers, chuckling. and got the attention of those who had yet to discover 's music, and got rave reviews from friends and fans. His mix of social consciousness and witty one liners combined with precise alliteration quickly made his sound unique, and he's kept busy since. became a music enrichment teacher for the Akron Public School system, and taught afterschool classes to middleschool children in over half the district over the course of two years. Focusing on the instrumentalization of is music during that time, he produced something for almost everyone he's worked with. He now runs a site where he sells his production and allows people to preview his works. has already made it clear that 2007 will be a year of his career people will remember. With two EPs slated for release late this year, and a long awaited mixtape said to be nearing completion, it doesn't look like ever stopped cooking up new batches of material. he squeezes through a smirk. finally start talking again, folks." (Mixtape) (EP) (EP)(LP)
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Peak #808
Peak in subgenre #21
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the MIME.
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2007
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October 13, 2007
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MP3 2.0 MB 128 kbps 2:09
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("Hypnotize") - 16 You a puny wimp. I'm the dude you lose against. Lessons in life, baby. Pay your dues and rent. I swear you a simp. Public school failed you. Another dude nailed you. That must be why yous a bitch. Spits monotonous flows with chest colds, a lot of snot in his nose, and be thinking that his musics sick. But Ten winning with his net presence? Shit. Did Barry Bonds get big from bench pressing? Next question. How you want it? Fives or ones. 'cuz breaking a 10s nothing, I'm supplied with funds. and the day I see that guy with guns. I'm calling his campus counselor, telling 'em to either hide or run. See me baking with a eiphy of the haze in dutches. Ten be baking in an apron making raisin muffins. So you can save the bluffing, 'cuz you got wackest candence. only 10 song I like is 'Crack Commandments.' ("10 Crack Commandments") - 24 Real heads know the difference, and they say you phony. Your girlfriends the only people who will play you, homie. I took your bitch out and I was 'bout to hit it raw, but then she blew me off.. and I don't mean she didn't call. You take offense more than shady pawn shops. You're a gangsta's glock; Cat is daily on cock. So you wanna know why I think you're such a prick, kid? 'Cuz the only thing that sensitive is a dick tip. Oh, your producer called. He said he wants his shit back. 'cuz even with his beats you coudn't Dvize a hit track. Slave to trends, but its ending with a whip crack. Letters burying veterenarians. I'm a sick cat. You can mention this, that, the other and then flip back. But never hold a lit match to anything I give wax. You is ass... and I won't apologize for calling guys wack when they're clearly on the novice side. Only time you fly you're on a Kamikaze ride. 'cuz I'm anti-aircraft; I tear raps and bomb the sky. Fuck the common lies. Only thing you got on Mowf is lipstick you fixed quick at your prom with guys. Its your dudes who clown you. They say you been in the closest so long, they said "Fuck it" and built the booth around you. And from your gay shit, I guess thats where the music found you. You're bottom rung; Theres no other level to move you down to.
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