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chemical
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DO NOT DISTRIBUTE! This is only here for DJ Deewreck, and maybe one or two others and is no where near finished!
triphop trance rde skid d
One guy trying to free the sound trapped in his skull. Trip-Hop, DnB, Trance, and whatever else.
My music is like me. Somewhat out there, kind of dark and moody, and a little different. While I do have tendencies and preferences, generally my music is a result of messing around, trying to put the sounds in my head on my speakers, and discovering something else entirely. Not all tracks are finished, because I'm likely to change something even after I think it's done. So bear with me, and enjoy.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #5,621
Peak in subgenre #3,361
Author
Josh Byra - everything
Rights
(c) 2004, Josh Byra
Uploaded
April 29, 2004
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MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
This song is my ode to Keene. =D
Lyrics
you know it always gets me how this chemical lets me find the focus to just be the death of any motherfucker trying to test me and if you try to arrest me, i'll blow your fuckin cheeks out just like dizzy gillespie and there ain't nothin as sexy as a fistful of dexies anything that still wrecks me hell, anything that still can even fucking effect me and calm and collect me and leave me straight enough so that the pigs don't detect me Combo No. 5 is what i'm having tonight weed and dope and speed and coke and pills that are white really brings alive my drive to fuck and to fight and keeps me warm and safe from harsh reality's bite i need a better way to get high i need to go get laid but i'm shy i haven't slept for days not sure why can't really see the lanes but i drive i think that people distrust me it's my habits, it must be seems like nobody will speak to me, police seek to bust me but their antics disgust me cuz they can't fuckin touch me i keep tryin to find more lines of something fine, white, and dusty though the razor is rusty and my nose is all crusty and i'm sure the whole damn world is trying so hard to crush me, i'll continue to fuck me won't let anything rush me i'll ride my high wherever it decides it'll thrust me endlessly i strive to find the feeling of flight drunk and stoned off blunts and cones and feelin' alright off the wall and in the bag, about to ignite strung out and too high just like a runaway kite i'm lookin for some weight i can buy the sun is rising up in the sky i really fuckin hate when it's dry i really fuckin hope i don't die
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