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Introduction track to who I am. Guaranteed to impress.
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Hello all, my name's Audible and I make hiphop music. I'm from southern california, have a beautiful daughter, am a daily medical marijuana smoker, and an EDM head. Which is all shown in my music. Enjoy.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #843
Peak in subgenre #465
Author
Audible
Uploaded
May 30, 2008
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MP3 6.9 MB • 256 kbps • 3:46
Story behind the song
People were always telling me "Let me hear you rap". I decided to make a song to show em.
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Audible's Here Hook: Hands In The Air Audibles Here No need to fear Audibles here Hip-Hop is back This track is crack And you know that Audible's here Verse 1: I've been stuck in a hot tub sittin' on the jets this bitch gettin' on my nerves Goin' out of my mind I thought she was fine don't know if her body is hers Audible's back like a chiropract Hot like a mothafuckin' pyro's snack And you weak hustlers betta hide yo stack Cause he might go back take what's owed ri-right back The way my words are spit is like venom to ya eyes Are You Afraid of the dark cause i'm bout to deadin' all your lights Shoot up ya lungs and put some lead up in ya pipes No one wants you like gettin' head up from a dike And wait up for the night when the freaks say hey When all the blood spilled starts to turn grey Bitch i'm back like the opposite of drive ways And if you don't like it suck my dick...sideways Verse 2: My flows on par with lyrics that'll make ya think Like the ghosts of Beethoven and Mozart making a beat I'm from the coast where cali girls got fat ass and better tits Wake up with chronic and pussy on my finger tips Fuck the club we ain't payin' for shit Come by the crib the price is a single bitch We let the sun shine and the bud rise Westcoast mothafucka's till I die I just need a quick bone like a dog Wanna slam-er like she was a pog I'm like a parallel line cause I never stop I plant big eggs cause I got a big cock My metaphors are off the top like 9-11 victims I shot a cereal box next to my 11 victims I'll shoot you with a mic and stab you with headphones I'm runnin' out of hi-hats like I got my headcloned Verse 3: Jumpin' in the cypher it's what I do B-Rabbit bitch 313 creww Rubbed rap on my dick said smell this I'm like a Quiji board possesed by Elvis I'm frodo lookin' for the ring I can't stop You're a homo who can't sing n' went pop You pass on grass like allergies in ya nose I make sexy time like Ali-G's in my balls Give me 15 mil' 4 1 16 deal Go on a Killing spree like Halo with 16 kills Turn ya like Owen Wilson n take 16 pills I see too many zero's like Sweet 16 bills Hitler was sent by Jesus for revenge on the Jews I shot a stop sign for telling me what to do It's westcoast till I die put it down Fuck the rest Last night I even fucked the wicked witch of the west
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