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So-So Many Styles
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Finding my voice among so many others...
alternative nathan lucas cyan
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I've had a "Life-Goal" of making one album before I die and it's complete. "One" was finished on March 2008. All the songs are original and every aspect of the album has been produced, mixed, sung, and spit by me. I really enjoyed sharing it with my friends and family and I feel fortunate to have gotten so much positive feedback.. I want to thank all of my guests : Rachel, and Strick 9. I'll be releasing new songs from time to time, as the muse hits me.
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Hip-Hop New School
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Peak #7,456
Peak in subgenre #546
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February 12, 2006
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 2:51
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My third eye lies on horizons o’ rhyming – That’s where you’ll find men flying – Searchin’ for diamonds – Grind em up fine n’ - -Sniff- the lines with timing’ – Crimes n’ nonsense – Con’s with a conscious – King Kong complex underground content – The context is confident – Lingo spit Mandingo Johnson’s – March in with harlots – hard shit – all the whips – Yeah!!! It’s all rich Smooth as dolphins – it all fits – (matter of fact) I need a leg rest for my balls to sit – So I Get all comfy – Crunked from the one leaf – Then a new beast is thrown in – these Are grown men too – love in the music - Ohhh Shit…now I got to choose Now…. – How sick can the baller’s get – Now….Throw ya hands if you down with it – Wow….How sick can a poet get… Now…Throw your hands if growth is dope – Yo…I don’t know man I’m ridin’ the fence – I need to know which way to tip – So…I go to my man - Mario – He loves hip hop with a heart o’ gold – When it - comes to rap he’s a carnivore – I heard his play list and did - cardio – He said, Most beats r’ way to slow – Go Download the ten top and clock them – Then - my other dude Kevin walks in – What’s up man – We get to talkin’ – He says, Mario – Hey No Knockin’ But whata’ you get from that shit you’re rockin’ That big time fire pin lockin – Could hit a coffin and the corpse’ll start coughin’ We laughed cause that’s our dog n’ in his old age he’s showin’ signs o’ softnin’ It’s all a reminder – We’re all down with different things – You can let your lines go anaconda – I don’t mind it – We got options from conscious music – the gangsta dudes – to losin’ it to club tunes It’s all good – It’s all wild – Come on now – You got em’ all regardless of your profile – So feelin’ my next flow I leave out the back door in search o’ my own sound - 1, 2, 3, 4 Get set with the Style ya call yours… Sun, Water, Earth, War, What’s the prize your fighting for… Hold up, Gimme a sec – While my thoughts collect I’ll play with this Fx Effect on a digit deck til my nipples erect n’ my wrist is wrecked from getting’ the pitch correct n’ my chick is passed out I’m on my last round – been so long from the time I sat down – My ass hurts - I’m thinking’ aloud – no room for thoughts I’ve been kickin’ around – it ain’t even that that I’m worried about – always thought I had a gut feel for sound – but a drought comes round - dries up the rain - I go underground without shit to say - doubts slow the flow down to one lane n’ rip tracks –(Record scratch) from under my train… I get a good pace that I can’t sustain n’ then BOOM The room is a new shape – a container for multiple takes – Not a one of em ever put a piece of food on my plate or illuminated my place – But I’ll do it for days until I’m blue in the face – It’s a matter of pride – It’s a matter of fact – It’s an adamant stab for a pat on the back – n’ I’m readin’ it fast like I’m leadin’ the pack cause I’m seein’ my life pass n’ this next breath could be my last -
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