The main soundclick page of Fal$etto the rapper! Recently beat cancer after having entire stomach removed in 2022. Healing up great! loves music! Like, Follow
As Fal$etto, I have established myself as a versatile rap artist, capable of creating and mixing sounds for musicians, as well as producing my own music. With a substantial catalog of over 160 published songs, I have refined my skills in writing, rapping, and producing over the past 14 years. My academic background in news reporting, journalism, and creative writing, & experience with musical instrumentsnts, has provided a solid foundation for my music career. As a performer, I have had the opportunity to showcase my talents in my hometown of Omaha, Nebraska, and was even invited to open for Snoop Dogg in Southern Texas, although I was unable to capitalize on that opportunity due to personal life challenges.
My company, Trinity Tyson Musical Productions, encompasses several sub-groups, including Trinity Tyson Beats, which focuses on creating hip-hop and rap instrumentals, as well as jingles and recording services for emerging artists or comapnies looking to but. I also produce my own instrumentals and rap on them. With extensive experience in the music industry, I am committed to ongoing learning and growth. Although my Soundclick Beat business has been inactive for some time, I remain dedicated to my craft.
Current rap artist name: Fal$etto
NOTE: I have a license for many of the instrumentals used in my songs, many of them I also produced myself as well. I can show proof of licensing if prompted. Some songs I have remixed over the instrumental with the tag still in the song, these songs are for promotional purposes for the producer and used in a karaoke fashion protected under parody laws.
Lyrics: I write my own lyrics on every song. Some lyrics in my older songs are pretty explicit. I have since matured.
All my lyrics are written for entertainment purposes only and do not reflect any of mine or any other persins actual views, opinions, or reputation. Some things I say because it appeals to the audience. Most of what I rap about is either love or motivational hype with motivational quotes. I talk tough to toughen up the listener. I am tough in real life.
Cancer: I am Cancer free as of November 7th 2022 after having a Total Gastrectomy survery(Full Stomach Removal) now I am the stomach-less rapper! Iv healed up great but has had many lifestyle changes.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Puerto Rican summer on a beach with the bitches,
Ice cold drinks with the boys we sippin,
Sippin on Coronas why these hoes straight trippin,
You aint eva met a crazy motherfucka like me,
Two seater all black Beamer Mini Coop,
Smack the mack up out these hoes,
Like Obama did the troops, (Saying how poorly treated our troops were under Obama)
Im on fire, yall tired,
Im fresh as fuck
And you expired,
Lookin bad boy fresh thats right rewired,
I aint gotta prove shit too you lame as marks
Running up on a motherfucka and best believe Im smart,
No contract bitch imma sign myself,
And when I do, thats a legend to tell,
You other ugly dope tweakin hard headed dumb fucks,
Criticize my shit, when you in the same spot,
Yall failed just admit it, margaritas on the rocks,
I be minding my own business watching record labels drop,
(Chorus) - singing
And you will never see me come down till I die,
Youll never in your life not see me fly,
Try to stay on top, until the ocean dries,
And thats my business so dont ask why
Take a vaca to Paris, then back to Pompaii,
Workin till I die yea I need to get away,
Working on the other side I need to get away,
I deserve it more then anything,
I need to get away,
Verse 2
Its so simple, im working
Im always working relentless,
Its like Im programmed just to grind,
And say fuck yo business
Yall photoshopped,
Cant even paint the picture,
Head up to the Marriott
And eat yo main bitch for dinner,
Homie Pabs said I couldnt kill this beat, this a massacre,
And all these fake homies aint fresh they standard,
Know that Karmas a bitch so I dont seek vengeance,
Unless I gotta smack these hoes straight stupid,
Yea Im grinding like I need to see the dentist,
Homicidal lyrics are what got me sentence (false statement, also lyrics meaning homicidal words)
Im a boss Im a beast,
Now drop to your knees,
Get a taste of this reality
Before it all leaves,
Its so complicated to you
Slow ass, over the top,
Bangin like you hard as fuck,
But really your not?
Your output Im input,
Mobbin like a crook,
And my bitch aint takin inches
Dude shes takin it by the foot,
Chorus-
Verse 3
And aint nobody telling me nothin,
Ballin out the basement bumpin,
With a pretty Latina sippin on that Aquafina
And we both in the kitchen just fuckin,
I know these hoes aint loyal,
But neither am I?
Im saving all that romance
for a real wife,
But until then I grind,
Grind like a giant,
My heart is made of Teflon,
And these bitches made of Iron,
(And its not easy)
To explain how I do it,
But I do it so listen,
Aint fuckin with these bitches,
Your ex man a punk,
He need to get dropped
Imma be blunt,
You know you miss this fuck,
Take the D for good luck
And dont ask why,
I know that shit was fun
Girl I know I make you cum
But I gotta say goodbye to ya girl.
Chorus-
Written By Ryan Gentrup (2013)
