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Club Drama
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Hardcore gangsta hip-hop about situations up in the club. Visit www.tygervinum.com for more.
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Tyger Vinum is a Writer, Producer, Filmmaker and Videographer from Springfield, Massachusetts. He is currently Owner of his own record label Vinumous Records operating out of Amsterdam, Holland. Tyger Vinum has worked with Hip-Hop icons Kool G. Rap and Sean Price, as well as Planet Asia, Ruste Juxx, Shabaam Sahdeeq, PaceWon, and many other artists. Tyger Vinum has released four albums (International Hustler 2004, Sinister Ambitionz 2007, Grindin Muzik 2010, Tha Audio Bully 2015) and seven singles while travelling the globe. His new single "G.U.N. Muzik (Grab Ur Nutz Muzik)" drops January 2019. The following single "Tha GlobeTrotter" releases in March. Aside from the music Vinum is currently working on videos for the upcoming Underground Artist Major Threat album. Tyger Vinum has performed on stages in The Netherlands, France, U.S., Germany, Greece, Russia, U.K. and numerous other countries. Book Tyger Vinum now.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #11,712
Peak in subgenre #6,529
Author
Tyger Vinum (L. Baldwin III), Misstrezz
Rights
2004 Vinumous Records
Uploaded
November 03, 2006
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MP3 3.4 MB • 128 kbps • 3:43
Lyrics
I know goons that’ll leave your eyes spotted like raccoons. Who shoot pool till high noon, with rifles like Pat Boon. With shorties in Sassoon, in packed rooms ready. When the beef pops off, shred flesh like confetti. Lyrically deadly, like the bite from a black widow. My rhymes entwine and boggle minds like a riddle. Play emcees like a fiddle, make ‘em dance a Irish jig. The first one off beat, I’ll slam a spike thru their wig. Then go get their kids, and sell’em to the highest bidder. Video tape it and show it during your Christmas dinner. In the dead of winter catch me hustling for cheddar. So I can blaze tracks, and have a Pearl Jam like Eddie Vedder. Diamonds would be better, to compensate my energy. Spitting flows at shows, with psychotic intensity. Intent to be, ranked as one of the best. My lyrics excite riots, like the crowd was on “X”. Club Drama, get attacked like hungry piranhas. Premadonnas get jacked calling out for they mamas. Hot as a sauna, once they talk about pulling Lamas. Muscles contract and react like anacondas. The only thing I see you flossing, is dentine. My spit so sick, it splits you liver and your spine. Half of these n*** z talking tools wont pull ‘em out. So I, reach inside their ears and snatch their skeleton out. Then I tie it to strings, and make it dance like a puppet. Got a collection I put in shows like the muppets. My friends love it, cemetery on broadway. Then I disappear like Keiszer Soze. My vicious word play, explode like guns spray. Destroying emcees, from Monday thru Sunday. For those who want me, you can come get a piece. I’ll spit something sick so quick, it’ll shatter your teeth. A lyrical beast smashing thru cities like Godzilla. My flame burns lames, for the fame plus the skrilla. A verbal killer, bus’in shots dead at you’re head. Tough guys I leave with black eyes, for street cred. Club Drama, get attacked like hungry piranhas. Premadonnas get jacked calling out for they mamas. Hot as a sauna, once they talk about pulling Lamas. Muscles contract and react like anacondas. Vinum's explosive like atomic detonation.. Radioactive mushroom cloud, kills hesitation. Verbal confrontation, you really don’t want it. I smoke weak n*** z, like hits when I’m blunted. Then I push back your wave cap, and destroy your adat. You sound whack on hot tracks, that’s why I take that. And playback, my lyrics over your beats. Meet defeat in the streets, from my venomous speech. Up sh** s creek, without a beat or a paddle. Feel the heat from my rattle, the prelude to the battle. Vinum strikes like cobras bite, making bodies gyrate. You’ll be jerking like a crack fiend, doing the Harlem shake. Until your spine breaks, like bones in a Panthers jaw. I stick close to walls, in shadows where spiders crawl. Living by the jungles law, the strongest will fall. And the weak drop into place, or get their face mauled. Club Drama, get attacked like hungry piranhas. Premadonnas get jacked calling out for they mamas. Hot as a sauna, once they talk about pulling Lamas. Muscles contract and react like anacondas.
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