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Casually Crude
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Production handled by: JP Dukez His myspace is at: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=121853930 This is my first full length track, again thanks to JP Dukez for the beat; I changed my flow up a bit on this o
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Rap,hip hop, real, dope, skilled, multis, ill, lost moniker, the illest, passion, depression
I'm Contracts (To the people who've known me "MC-Contracts"), I like creating battle raps, Also like creating deeper peices as well. I'm associated with "Symphoniez", A fellow battle rapper (He's on my soundclick, Listen to the freestyle sessions). At the moment were both learning our way into the audio department and hope to advance in the future. CHECK OUT MY WEBSITE: HTTP://LOSTMONIKER.COM
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Charts
Peak #359
Peak in subgenre #16
Author
Lost Moniker
Uploaded
August 06, 2008
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MP3 2.2 MB 128 kbps 2:23
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Production handled by: JP Dukez His myspace is at: http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=121853930 This is my first full length track, again thanks to JP Dukez for the beat; I changed my flow up a bit on this one.
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1.I'm handling flows sick and candid with dopeness, and trampling whole clicks till planets eroded! 2. My tangents are closest when my staminas noted, Banish your whole diss, use a camera to quote it! 3. Mangle a show quick, not rhyming for wealth, Delve into a verse, and start finding myself, 4. I'm timeless as well, and clearly gifted to beats, I'll cripple you geeks, til you submit to defeat! 5. the sickest of beasts, not in the presence of flesh, I try to measure sucess through settling debts, 6. My presence is met, you're not feeling my image? I'm the fakest of rappers? you're the realest of gimmicks! 7. Concealing this vision, for the state of this art, These vultures connected, just by taking apart, 8. and It's breaking my heart from the radio sharks, I've crafted these verses, never making my mark, 9. just creating these sparks, when I'm writing I merk, I'll be hyping a verse till you're liking my words, 10. and slicing these jerks with the tightest of verbs! Not in a casual sense cause my writings disturbed, 11. just striking these herbs, in my level of rap, Ignore commercial methods, not a rebel on tracks, 12. I'm just a devil to cats, who can't listen to beats, and start spitting a free without sounding different unique, 13. I'm sicker with speech, and start combatting you're crew, that battling dude who'll leave you shattered in two, 14. I'm casually crude, but it's different with flows, I'm downed to society, become lifted with qoutes, 15. just gripping my soul, I'm never breaking that clutch, I'm filling this rap game, It's been vacant enough, 16. my statements'll crush, don't start colliding with frees, My rhymings unique, you're barely riding the beat! 17. I'm timing this see, and start choking these dudes, With vocals so smooth I'll prove I'm doper then you! 18. Hopeless and crude, you don't spit balls of flames, You're carbon copy, your spits all the same! 19. My diss stalls you lames, you're the fakest and blandest, You can conquer the charts, but I'm taking the planets 20. and making you vanish, you cats are the fakest, I'll start slashing your faces to prove these battlers traitless
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