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Wasted Moment

Dizeazed – Hip-Hop Artist

Dizzy New School Song | Wasted Moment by Dizeazed | Free Download

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01/12/06 Chillinbuzz is a good homie of mine from the site DMusic.com. A collab. between us has been talked about many times... Well, after 2 years of makin' him wait, here it is.
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The illest music you'll ever hear.

Dizeazed is an U.S.-based Hip-Hop artist from CA, active on SoundClick since 2004. With over 80 original tracks available on SoundClick, the catalog spans hip-hop releases built for free streaming.

The catalog is rooted in a focused hip-hop production style.

Dizeazed's catalog features several standout productions. "Dizeazed - Would You Mind (Remix)" is a standout hip-hop production. "I Needa Quit You" is a focused hip-hop production. "Movements" is a hip-hop production.

Dizeazed offers free downloads on SoundClick, giving listeners and independent artists direct access to the catalog.

With 32.3K streams on SoundClick and a track record of earning 3 top-50 chart positions on SoundClick, Dizeazed has established a strong footprint in the independent hip-hop space. Explore the full catalog on SoundClick.

"Wasted Moment" is a New School track by Dizeazed on SoundClick. It provides textures that deepen the overall emotional resonance. The track creates a listening experience that feels dizzy, boom bap and grime. Explore the full Dizeazed catalog on SoundClick and discover more New School music from independent creators. Download this song for free on SoundClick.

Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop New School
Charts
Peak #2,354
Peak in subgenre #66
Author
Dizeazed / Chillinbuzz
Rights
Dizeazed - Lyrics / Chillinbuzz - Music
Uploaded
January 12, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.8 MB 128 kbps 4:08 minutes
Story behind the song
Chillinbuzz: http://chillinbuzz.dmusic.com
Lyrics
Verse I: Kids never get in my face, they back down It’s my town, they know in this bitch I hold crown And when I’m backed by Buzz it must be the sound Cause everybody scrambles like Feds were around Please, take the children away it gets ugly When lames try to come at my name like they Bugsy But ain’t packin’ Lucky on their back, so where’s it leave’em at? Face flat with an axe in their back If you try to attack, it better be an act Cause every time I react someone’s head goes splat! Then back to a sick shadow you can’t see me It’s D-Z not with a K man… Easy! Don’t get the bosses twisted, that’ll get your dome lifted Spinal cord from your body missing Listen it’s your fam who’s gotta live to know it But for me, it’s nothin’ but another wasted moment Verse II: I’m sick and I get in your veins like snake bites Like vampires, sleep in the day, awake nights I top heights, constantly changing like stop lights All I hear is talkin’, you’ll never bite but dogs might Wanna scrap, wanna get into some trash You’re the kind to sit on your ass and hope it pass And you’ll get blasted, or maybe get smashed up old fashioned Bats and fists givin’ your face a good bashin’ I’m laughin’, I see these cats all around me Surrounded by so many fags, I quit countin’ Why you think, every month, I’m in a new county? Now you’ll understand why I’m murderous yet astounding I told you, never doubt me, you never know When C-4 is under my jacket, about to blow At any given moment, homies condone it They walk away while everything behind’em is exploding Chorus: Time, I listen as it ticks and it tocks I try to contain it inside watches and clocks But it whizzes right by, and I never can hold it You hear that? That’s the sound of a wasted moment Verse III: Crumble the buildings, demolish the bridges Teachin’ people, first hand, how to sleep with the fishes Shit, even the Taliban is callin’ me vicious Performing acts makin’ the Donner party look like bitches Most people like me and call me a nice guy But I never let’em close enough to see me real side Cause inside, I’m eatin’ away, burnin’ alive Like the sun I’ll leave you blinded for lookin’ into my eyes If I could paint a picture of all my life sorrows I guarantee you’d commit suicide before tomorrow But we ain’t want that, so I leave it on the wax But even then I’m known to give the weak heart attacks So I’m stuck, my love for music’s so deep That I’d sell my first born just to cop a new beat If you could make insanity, the factory, I’d own it Two words to describe my life: wasted moment Chorus
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