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Reporting Live From Hell on Earth
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Self produced rapper and musician. Making music since 2010, and working on something particularly epic right now.
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Peak #508
Peak in subgenre #45
Author
Hand Hanzo
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October 14, 2011
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MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 3:12
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(intro) OP here, this that muthaf*** in' new sh** , check it out I ain't talkin' bout that muthaf*** in' old sh** , I'm talkin' bout that f*** in' new sh** , you feel me? A-herp-a-derp-derp, (what?) a-herp-a-derp-derp, derp, derp, derp, derp Yeah, this is serious business, right here, it's like this... Heart full of Carnage symbiosis Flow process pure, reverse osmosis Boasted, that your boy Hand is the dopest You see, high school for me was a disaster But that explains why I ain't one of those bastards Who peak there to drop off the map, I peaked after I'm the master instrumental crafter in the lead The scouter read, nine thousand I proudly exceed This a testament to everyone who flow sick And we all tired of that cheap radio sh** All the others been pullin' to sparkle like Ed Cullen And kill music for the official murder one rulin' Dead-set on manifesting a densetsu That's Nihongo for 'legend', you get it? Your best bet Is a Hanzo, you gotta look for that in the name Either Reiza or myself, the Hand, we don't play [Hook] This is for everybody who's fed up And everybody down who's tryin' to get up Lookin' for inspiration, I gon' help you find it, find it [Repeat] What up on the remote control in Hell you given? "Watch me I exploit my own kids on television"? That or "watch me try to get knocked up at sixteen! If a positive on the test you gotta call MTV!!" Makes me sick, just as much as the ads Of a false flag happenin' gone ten years past See me puttin' mainstream pop-culture on blast Labels would wanna take advantage of me, pull a fast Put my ass on a stick, over sick fire then dash What's the point of workin' for you if you get all the cash? Claim every song I make is yours, try to own my name Tell me what I'm gonna spit about, try to control my brain? More a monster than a person, I will never be tamed And your CEO wan' whore me out to afford some more cocaine? The business isn't a glamorous illusion no more It's a pile of excrement that I try to make 404 [Hook] This is for everybody who's fed up And everybody down who's tryin' to get up Lookin' for inspiration, I gon' help you find it, find it [Repeat] I know the rules are crooked But I know the world ain't lookin' So I can do whatever the hell I want The day my name is mentioned And I have your attention I hope you'll understand what's wrong A herp-a-derp-derp...derp, derp, derp, derp...
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