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Heel Turn (TV Track)
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Instrumental to B.I. 12" track, "Heel Turn". Complete with intro and outro sound effects.
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The Cybertron Sound. Just what is that, one may ask? Ask the one who coined the term, and he'll tell you, it's a state of mind, a time and place that can't be recreated, a time to which people wish they could relive. When you hear it, you just know you're back in those times. The collection of tracks you'll find here are bits and pieces of the The Cybertron Sound's greatest fan's take on the original creations, for personal projects. Just who is the man? No one knows; he goes by a ton of aliases. For the sake of simplicity, just call him Dr. Claw. Hardly anyone knows where he's really from, however it's safe to say he's a "Cybertron" native. Whatever the case, he's a man who seems to have a whole lot of time on his hands, enough to bring The Cybertron Sound to your home.
Song Info
Author
B. Ichimonji, S.Hiryu
Rights
The Doc
Uploaded
November 20, 2002
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
The third in the "Rap and Wrestling" series, B.I. drops "The Doc" act and goes off on a tangent detailing his life at present. There was no wrestling theme sampled for the melody, but the intro, outro and chorus reverse the theme of Prescription for President, with samples of Stone Cold Steve Austin scratched in the hook.
Lyrics
Since I started talkin' again, it's like I turned a 180 People say, "Batsu? You can't say a word to him lately!" "He's always actin' shady and talkin' like he's crazy" "He used to be a gentleman who knew how to treat a lady" Blame me for everyhing that's going wrong and name me As the reason why so-and-so is actin' strangely Got the nerve to ask me why I'm angry, maybe it's because You sayin' Natsu laid me and is supposed to have my baby? Fuck you if you think a piece of ass would ever change me And fuck you if you think your idle threats have ever fazed me 'Cause frankly, I don't give a fuck if you hate me You made me with your daily hairbrained attempts to fade me, Defame me and berate me, talkin' about how some bitch played me Or talkin' this BS 'bout how somebody needs to save me Tryin' to deface me to the point my head hurt With some stuff I'll touch upon when I drop the next verse So when I flipped the script, some of y'all pitched a fit And I can't believe how some of y'all bitches get Callin' me a hypocrite on some schizo shit Just because I got sick of shit, you'd better lick a dick! I was tired of livin' half-assed and gettin' laughed at Y'all try to push me into flashbacks when I'm tryin' to move past that You can think I'm a class act, or a total jackass It doesn't really matter to me because I don't give a rat's ass! Chorus (Strider's Scratch): "You can think I'm a class act .. IT DOESN'T MATTER!" "You can think I'm the biggest jackass you've ever met... IT DOESN'T MATTER!" "You can think whatever you want... IT DOESN'T MATTER!" "Hell, for seven years I've been screwed, and it's the same old song!" "You suck!" I said this in my old joint, so don't you get it wrong Just because a girl and I get along doesn't mean we get it on Every night my phone rings, 'cause someone's tellin' me that My girl's in tears or beaten up, what the hell is this crap? Sayin' that because of her, Sho and I are breakin' it up You can't dig any dirt that's legit, so you're makin' shit up Talkin' about, "I know what you did last summer, Takin' off with that blonde so you could go home and fuck her" I shouldn't even give that crap a single shred of dignity Even brainwashed, I'd never go to bed with Tiffany A girl I still call a dingbat with fuzz on her cack All of a sudden I'm sleepin' with her, just because of her rack? Some of y'all interfere, breakin' up all of my fights Pissin' me off and fillin' my ears with all of this scheiss Sayin' I sound like a bad wrestler, like I'm supposed to tell You bitch ass cocksuckers, y'all can go to hell! Where I'm from, wrestlers scrap and they don't even speak For the sake of your dumb asses I'm keeping it brief Your role -- know it, your mouth -- shut it, if you don't like it Take the crotch of Ayane's dirty panties and suck it! Tell me you miss the old me and that I'm an asshole Before you babble, spend a year with your mind in shackles A couple joints back I had two words for you I've said enough, so instead I'll leave two birds for you Chorus (Strider's Scratch) "Frankly, I don't give a damn" (on the last line)
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