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Crushed Shell of The Snail
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Lyrics/Performance: Mike FloW Produced by: Croup
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Hip Hop
Hello, this Mike FloW/MicFloW. My mission as an artist is to influence people that it is all right to be yourself. That it is all right to write about ANYTHING you want a song about a bottle of ketchup, a rock in front of your school ect. without having doubts in the back of your mind. Doubts of it being good because you think people will not accept you for what you are. I believe even the smallest things are beautiful. I hope you enjoy my music if you would like to contact me my email is micflowave1@yahoo.com, johnsonc5@epals.com or AIM: micflowave1 My 2nd album called "Finding Myself" should be coming soon, sometime in 2005. So, look out for that. Beats from Croup, Michael Ramos, Equalibrum, DaScience, Engineer, Msauce, and more. Also, i'm writing a book which will be released the same day as my album called "Yes, Yes Ya'll"
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,004
Peak in subgenre #507
Rights
Copyright 2003
Uploaded
December 06, 2003
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MP3 3.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
A person in a burgandy truck is trying to tell me that the small things in life are also important, Such as a snails death by leaving me clues and I happen to run into him oftenly.
Lyrics
"Crushed Shell of the Snail" verse #1 a beautiful scenery; i'm viewing and seeing the/ frogs on lili pads; cruising into the stream/ palms imprint the grass; i'm extending arms/ presently next to pond; an irregular form/ texture; never is soft; it's an evident rock/ still on earth surface; and up in tree/ hear the birds chirping; but suddenly beep/ look behind me and I see; a burgandy truck/ an increasingly speeding; like thirty or plus/ tire is silding; my eyes getting wider/ screeching i'm seeing; it swurving infront/ of a curb, and it jumps; 5 feet in air/ smack it crashed; in a tree that was there/ easily needs a repair; sneaking; peep in; I stare/ inside of the window; seeing a dead man/ and finding a pencil; squeezed in his left hand/ not wearing a seatbelt; yelling I scream; help decibles echoeing; forever will repel beholding a folded piece of paper/ I hold it then open; I see a statement/ chorus2x crushed shell of the snail; is trails of my troubled life; dwelled in a bubble I'm sailing among the sky; seeing my own pieces float reaching; in the breeze although reachless verse #2 sitting with lights on; using computer/ i'm moving the mouse; to internet icon/ google is found; I type help in the search/ it shows no results; and i'm yelling; I curse/ untangle my brains yard; will crochet thoughts/ to quilts and lay on; I fear; opening eyes/ here; home in the mind; a commodious street newspapers; slowly rolling in breeze/ lonely; strolling I see; the homeless/ holding a poster; it reads; "If hip hop eyes/ squeezed a pencil; it will draw an enormous/ dollar sign; art crawls on the floor/ in a war it fights"; a burgandy truck/ is rolling the window down; bulging his head/ this person erupts; he told me to get here now/ an holding choking my neck; squeezing he brings me/ closer to him; he's breathing so heavily/ an secondly he say's to me; "ONCE UPON A TIME/ under the cover at night; my mother cuddled me I/ do remember in december 22nd; she said" chorus2x crushed shell of the snail; is trails of my troubled life; dwelled in a bubble I'm sailing among the sky; seeing my own pieces float reaching; in the breeze although reachless verse #3 traveling back to scene; see a person in blood/ hurt in a burgandy truck; i'm first searching in glove/ department see a drawing; of a purplish bug/ in a cracked glass jar; light is shining/ through the crevices; smelling; inhaling the air/ the fumes is evident; people been smoking in here/ on seat; seeing a photo; him holding a beer/ X'd with a red marker; some under the seat/ begun; shuffling see; a picture of a snail/ well; shell cracked; NAILS SAT; in wooden soul/ should it hold? but no; broke; disposed in lone/ WHAT DOES the GUY MEAN? in the message he left/ so suddenly I think; an step in the depths/ sink in reliquish; CRUMBLE his WRITINGS/ leave it you see me; shutting the truck door/ an suddenly the rumble of thunder it just roars/ 5 mile wind; is brushing upon arm/ uttering of someone is; cluttered in my thoughts/ echoeing of message; i'm trembling so heavily and every single second; it gets louder/ chorus 2x crushed shell of the snail; is trails of my troubled life; dwelled in a bubble I'm sailing among the sky; seeing my own pieces float reaching; in the breeze although reachless
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