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What I Do
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My first solo track produced by me hope you like it
hiphop rap beats instrumentals thegclef
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putting the music back in rap music baby!
Whatup this is G clef representin the Trip Family w/ higher rhymes, this is music that represents us, not music that imitates others, so appreciate the originality (as well as the self produced beats!) TO BUY: whenever a purchase is made i will send you an email from where we can complete our transaction through paypal. even if you do not have an account click on the link the email provides you and it has a payment method for those without a paypal account. after i recieve the fund i will send you the beat through email or aim and if you want to be difficult it can be sent through the mail on CD (though i'd rather not) please GIVE CREDIT so i can get more hungry emcees on my instrumentals the_g_clef@yahoo.com is my email so hit me up
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Peak #3,256
Peak in subgenre #1,732
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the g clef
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April 11, 2006
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MP3 4.3 MB 128 kbps 4:41
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Verse 1: Don't know who I am? you'll know by the end of this track/ What do I do? naturally the raps explain all that/ actually it's factual that I'm tryin to go platinum/ so sit for a minute while I spit for 3 and a half of em/ *Name* G Clef, nice to meet ya, happy to greet ya/ put your feet up be seated while you listen to me, the preacher/ of this hip hop sermon concernin the twisted version/ of rap music that's circlin caused by talentless vermin/ what I do, is show you fools what rap really is/ not meaningless talk, not at all, see the simple fact is/ we the poets kids, of this new generation we in/ edgar allen poes with music to enhance what we spit/ so can I get a little hand clap give a little credit where it is due/ cuz I make this music for you, a little something you can b ounce to/ so just tune in and listen to a couple more verses, just two/ and I gaurantee to wow you, daze you, like you don't have a clue/ Hook 2x: 'What do they call you?' they call me G Clef 'What's it that you do?' keep your music appetite fed 'tell us about yourself' sure but all you need to know is that G Clef is my name, and musics my game Verse 2: I spit fire, I got napalm in my breath/ you step the wrong direction you're a 3rd degree mess/ SA town's fresh but I rep ATX to the death/ the place that raised me, gave me the traits I'm blessed with/ extra poetic senses, you defensless/ against the endless check list of talents I possess which/ extend the expectations inevitably set in/ beginning emcees who aren't quite yet veterans/ but let it be known it's irrelevant how many years I been in this/ ambition like this within is accelerating me greater distance/ so when you picture a hip hop king picture me cuz not many can hold me/ I dominate like shaquille o' neal except I shoot like Kobe/ don't act like you know me, less you're one of my homies/ those G's the ones who were ther from the very beginning and who showed me/ what I could do and what friendship really is, the kind that ain't phony/ if I blow just know ya'll are owners of a brand ne Rolce 'WEEEEEEEEE!!!!' Hook 2x Verse 3: Bring the music down a little so you'll hear my words/ this verse right here might be like nothin you've heard/ we'll start slow, and you're wonderin what difference will show/ you won't know don't know until I say so/ so we bring the cymbals in a little, you feelin the change in tempo/ the speed of the beat repeats but rappin speed is different though/ you gettin the hint the listen in intently like 'wow'/ enough talkin around it, about it shit the time is now/ i wanna take this time to claim that I'm the greatest/ and nothin will ever change my mind I say this/ to anyone with a brain and eyes who'll recognize a G who writes amazing lines/ I'm gonna aim to climb to the top/ to claim my rightful spot at the throne of hip hop/ cuz my flow's hot I'm talkin beyonce knowles hot/ think you can compete? "how bout NO scott!!" the shit I spit is so legit, I'm gonna hit big bigger than ciara's dick/ but I don't keep my goodies in the jar they meant for everyone to enjoy look, just listen/ I can't quit when I spit it but I can hit it and quit it/ when I be lickin your chick all up and down her clit and/ gettin all in it and just hit it from the back/ I'll hit you from the back too, but with you it's a gat/ Hook2x
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