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White madwest emcee from Wichita, Kansas. Born in 1980 in El Dorado, Kansas and still on this Earth for a reason.....to create music out of positive and/or nega
Emcee Stove......The nicest MC to ever touch brown dirt from ground Earth......dont sleep....peace.
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Peak #216
Peak in subgenre #118
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Emcee Stove
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May 27, 2012
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MP3 3.9 MB 128 kbps 4:14
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I've spent so many years chasin this music its sick-ning/ But this gonna be my year because they earses is list-ning/ They hear me resisting, my armys enlisting/ My skin colors pale so they send their minions ta get me/ Just go head and tempt me, I'll buck till its empty/ That feeling your feelin it isnt hate b*** its envy/ You hate me cause you aint me try to take me for granted/ So if you want it come get it im on my knees and one handed/ I'm like the beast I've been branded I'm gonna eat through this famine/ I never starve I keep pushin through all this wind and this rain/ I'm on a roll with no cushion I keep on bendin your brain/ I'll never ride with the devil I'll stand my ground in the flames/ I'll never die live forever so let me outta these chains/ Put Wichita on the map, oh wait it already is/ I told you all where its at, I give a f*** where you live/ So take a bite chew on that homie it is what it is/ chorus X2 SAID Look at you jealous rappers tryna be like me and failin/ Around the world Magellan, I'm down to brawl n ya'll bailin/ I do big things without your ass my cds keep sellin/ You on the brake and I'm on the gas like lambourginis accelin/ SAID Look at you jealous rappers tryna be like me and failin/ Around the world Magellan, I'm down to brawl n ya'll bailin/ I do big things without your ass my cds keep sellin/ You on the brake and I'm on the gas like lambourginis accelin/ Everyday I wake up go to work, I clock into the matrix/ Smoke my weed and drink my coffee then I blast-off to the races/ I'm the pack leader the honcho, like poncho f*** in villa/ I'm that studhorse, that bronco, and my warfare is guerilla/ I'm a sniper for my genre and your CA-reer is my target/ I'm a lifer your a goner, you dont fit here as an artist/ Do you know what its like to sit in a cell for 7 years with nothin'/ Sit an wait for the mail you never get it and hopin you get somethin/ Ya you'd go crazy i know it, from the tier you'd hear me flowin/ And thats why I say trust no one be-cause no one isnt knowin/ What the f*** I did to sur-vive and live amongst my peers/ Like I wasnt even alive, I lost all them years/ It was '03 when I went in and 20-10 when I left/ Somewhere in there you forgot me and I'm comin for my respect/ So remember that when you see me sellin cd's and I check you/ Dont be lookin at me all dreamy motherf*** er I will wreck you/ chorus X2 SAID Look at you jealous rappers tryna be like me and failin/ Around the world Magellan, I'm down to brawl n ya'll bailin/ I do big things without your ass my cds keep sellin/ You on the brake and I'm on the gas like lambourginis accelin/ SAID Look at you jealous rappers tryna be like me and failin/ Around the world Magellan, I'm down to brawl n ya'll bailin/ I do big things without your ass my cds keep sellin/ You on the brake and I'm on the gas like lambourginis accelin/ Never had sh** in my life, except for pain drama and chains/ And thats why i grip this mic so tight you can see my f*** in viens/ When you press play and you feel it, lyrics constantly attackin/ Mix my music with my spirit, what this hemisphere was lackin/ Never slackin never stoppin chase my dreams across this rock/ They call me Stove because my temper, my mercurys to the top/ And my soul is like a temple that cannot be sold or bought/ An if I love my life or not-its mine-and-I control the plot/ Everything I spits the realest sh** , never split them two apart/ And would you believe I writ this sh** from a vision in my heart/ I just seen you get uplifted listenin to my gifted art/ Yeah its kinda different-isnt-it makes you think I might be smart/ Makes you think why aint he famous I think prison stole his dreams/ Its what I get for bad decisions, and puttin b*** es on my team/ But in the light you see my sorrow, my stitches, you see my seams/ I'm gonna fight for my tomorrow so hollow I wanna scream/ chorus X2 SAID Look at you jealous
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