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DSP Finals vs Enygma & Brazy
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This is my track for the finals of the Dead Sound Projekt. www.deadsoundent.com www.warlab.com www.infiniteskillz.wrecklessbeats.com
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Infinite Skillz - Bringing A Message To The Party And Some Fun To The Thinkers.
1. Swoon Music 2. Poetry In Motion 3. Good Music (Chill Time) 4. Man’s World 5. Remember When 6. Fire *Bonus Instrumental* 7. Diamond Ring *Bonus Track* 8. Give It All Away Hip Hop Reborn. Infinite Skillz is lyrical purity and word-play mated with present day consciousness. If you like Skillz (formerly known as Mad Skillz), KRS ONE, Run DMC, Beastie Boys, Gangstarr, Jurassic Five, or The Roots, you'll love Infinite. He is the organizing member of B.A.S.E INC out of the Hip Hop hotbed known as Virginia. Infinite Skillz started in an Atlanta based crew called Unparalleled Sound (UPS). The four-man consortium met while attending college at various institutions in the Atlanta University Center. He and the rest of UPS went their separate ways after graduation. With the Hip Hop bug firmly implanted, Infinite left Atlanta after graduating from Morehouse College and moved to a small town named Searcy in North Central Arkansas for grad school. The lack of social stimulation and/or progress inspired Infinite to finish his 2-year program in 16 months. With school (and Arkansas thankfully) behind him, that drive is now being channeled into his many hustles. Music is one of them.
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#1,540 in subgenre Peak #14
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Peak #269
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Infinite Skillz
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B.A.S.E. Inc Music
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May 11, 2008
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MP3 11.1 MB 320 kbps 4:50
Story behind the song
This is my track for the finals of the Dead Sound Projekt. www.deadsoundent.com All info for this track was obtained from the following websites: Brazy da Boss http://www.myspace.com/brazydaboss http://www.soundclick.com/bands/default.cfm?bandID=812080 http://www.myspace.com/mieob Enygma http://www.soundclick.com/enygmarecords http://www.myspace.com/enygmasmusic
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Intro It’s the final battle; welcome to the coliseum. Ric Flair once said to be the man you gotta beat him. Well, I’m staring at the mirror when I see him. Only time yall on ya shit is when you’re standing on a BM That’s bowel movement, for those that don’t get my shit. All you need to know is my flow is omnipotent. I’m Big Brown in this derby. Yall are Eight Belles. As soon as I win you gon kill yourselves. I’ve deaded the fat jokes likes Anna Nicole Only thing left to do is damage your souls. (about Enygma) Dead Sound Projekt where you at! Infinite Skillz is on this track. Brazy aint no fucking boss. Enygma’s bout to take a loss. Enygma said it himself; my comp is too easy. I just flow like Crisco; I’m too greasy. I listened to your tracks and they wouldn’t be bad. If instead of Enygma, your name was beat tag. Stay getting outshined by your production. Guess the stage is set, for your combustion. Forget Owning You Daily, try renting some talent. You couldn’t make it rain if April gave you her showers. -Your lyrics are garbage; your image is provolone. You’ll never be like dude from them Michigan mobile homes. You look like Paul Wall minus the grillz And sound like Weird Al minus the skillz. I’m bout to be big and rich, you’re just Cowboy Troy. Going up against me is like being deployed. -It’s bad news like a ransom note. I’m that Afghan man with my hand on your throat. You could be the top Sunni, but I don’t give a Shiite I’ll smack you over tracks until ya can’t see right. You can be proud that you made it this far. But you’re still going home on dishonorable discharge. You’re bout as real as white boys with dreadlocks. If you win, then Brazy doesn’t look like Redd Foxx. (about Brazy) There might be money in every opportunity But you won’t get it from the dead sound community. A whole site of folks that keep calling you a jerk. My fans are black, white, red, yellow, and green like your shirt. You aint a boss; you’re an internet punch line. And now you’re getting reduced like the poor kids lunch line. When I spit a flow, they say damn dude’s nice. When you do ya thing, they say “fuck ya life.” Yeah I’m a little older. I could probably be ya dad. If ya mom didn’t love sucking me off so bad. Geezuhs! She slings lips to my penis. Better with the stick than Dana P. or Venus. Your whole steez is Sanford, so I’ma have to son you. Stop faking like you packing a gat like Big Pun do. You’re garbage. Remind me of the Junk Yard Dog. Bring ya crew across the beltway, I’ll dump yall off. Keep my state out your mouth or we’ll body you quick. Pull the spiked bats out and piñata your dick And speaking of M.I.E.O., I shouldn’t call them your crew. I checked their MySpace page and didn’t find you. But you’re the boss right, you kids are so amusing. That’s worse than that Yung B named that you were using. You aint the boss of the crew, you’re one of their chicks. If their name aint in your mouth, it’s one of their dicks. You don’t run M.I.E.O. World, they cum in your clit. So lame. Come see me if you want to get ripped. You got arbitrary titles and imaginary friends Gon take more than make believe to be leaving with a win. Wack version of Cassidy, rapping verses of faggotry. The fact you weren’t aborted is way worse than a tragedy. A cocky little cockroach with cock in your beak. I’m stopping your speech; in the end, all you got was a lease. People buy my album. With you it’s a lil different. They wouldn’t pay you to wrap gifts during Christmas. When you put the mic down we know the crime stops So be a goodfella and go get your shine box.
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