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Aliaz feat Nelly Futardo - Breathe
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Intelligent rap, multi filled v/s Soft sung hook
tko jon d
I rap, sing, write, may make beats. Work with MCfewree aka Kruxx www.soundclick.com/mcfewreemusic.htm www.myspace.com/scenictour, www.myspace.com/xdjs or www.
I'm Jon D Barker, and I write stuff. Most of this was written in 2003 and recorded whilst I thought battle rapping on the internet was cool. I wasn't very good and I probably still ain't, but I had fun and that's what music's about, right?
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Peak #1,426
Peak in subgenre #770
Author
Jon D aka Aliaz
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Jon D, Aliaz
Uploaded
April 21, 2005
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MP3 3.3 MB 128 kbps 3:33
Story behind the song
Was just feelin the beat so sampled mixed and created.
Lyrics
I must confess like Britney, there's nothin left you don't you hit me I turn you into DC's so you get walked on No option like Nsync "you're gone" without socks on, I'm like a TT, simply the best Kinda like yellow pages, the amount i'm addressed I don't stress, I'm like DCS, I remove Celebs And leave ya status as DeaD remove the heads, like alcoholics its synchonic. we make you drink n vomic. could think to stop it, n sink the blockage, why i link off topics with expert knowledge, increments of influence in incidence of impotence could ink the dents the pen makes, when fake, 10 take yen like a heavyweight in the past tense, my defence, i make sense like em's mistakes with the king of chronic, speed of sonic, always on it, takin ya blocks and ya rocks just to mockit stop it, fake gangstas ain't on my page i don't face the cage, i don't lay in wait i'd own any state, like a texan with oil i spoil mc's who try toil against me i stem frees, influenza spectacular vernacula, react with crowds spittin back at ya [hook] haha, i waste time and hours hours and time devours / the spine of you cowards how would your mind show power i tower over flower pickin mcs with prowess I stay clean on the surface with purpose i ain't worthless, ya purseless poor ass searchless cursers hurt by the media lies that its feedin ya, your time its stealin dealin constraints, complaints, love, hate, strong songs of praise, jon's days don't change jon stays one way, crazy rhymes remain i aim to gain fame trained for my name to receive the acclaimed and there reign pleasure without pain, pain without pleasure plethoras of tame life, whatever weather Spinnin like Setta, Trend made in Motion Styles Beyond extreme compulsion To listen, convulsion if needed at all I change ya life like Jesus did Saul We Fall We Fall, IF these walls could talk It'd give insights like freud, I'm deployed to destroy Avoid my voice I leave ya life void I'm raw like royce, my choice of steed like ricket or cantrell sit back and breathe
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