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Rabid Thought (the Poet) aka Thought Form (the Producer) aka Rhetoric (the Emcee) aka Johnny Hot Lix (the Musician) was born John Benjamin Warner on Friday May 13th, 1977 in the small rural town of Camden, Maine. A trained pianist, and percussionist much of his youth was spent behind a kit in various studios and garages. Playing for a variety of bands in genres from jazz/blues/rock, to hardcore & metal, to ska & reage. Giving up on his music career aspirations his senior year in high school he defected to the dark side and enrolled in the Information Technology program at Rochester Institute of Technology in New York. His time spent there though a huge waste of time and money did bring him to be as one with his computer, and this began to open his eyes to its music production potentials. After dropping out of college fate brought him to the mountain town of Durango, Colorado. It was here that Da Funky Allstars were given life ... the ten piece funk/rock/hip-hop group fell as fast as they rose but it brought two hungry artists together. Thus was Sayonx born ... http://www.soundclick.com/sayonx/ ... Koolie Blue from Raleigh, North Carolina proved to be a driving force, inspiring John to hone his newely found emcee skills as well as to begin his career as a producer.
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Peak #8,257
Peak in subgenre #4,941
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Rabid Mind Productions
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2004 - Rabid Mind Productions
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September 11, 2004
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MP3 3.2 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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[Chorus] Everybody need to gather round right here Can't deny the sound thats resounding right here Rabid Mind you seen the signs so open wide Come Get ya dosage of the new notion we got the potion I been sheddin skin lettin wounds heal I let em in veteran of lettin anger build n then begin the settelin Some shit in my life ain't right ... gotta accept that Speak a lotta kind words ... my life gotta reflect that Some look at me funny cuz I'm a pacifist But when I'm grippin the mic it's with a glass dipped fist No more comin easy sayin please appeazin seas of the masses flags of the past is runnin half masted call me a bastard but I'm really the son a one I'm also the son a four therefor I'm a bit torn A little disconnected look on my face like a shattered reflection my rhyme patterns match this n to some its perplexin like rubix with one side lookin fine come to find on the other one or two blocks is just slightly outta line who can do this like I do this thought you knew this do it crewless rhymes is ruthless leave you clueless like green in the kitchen itchen his head while theres a lead pipe drippin red in the bed n white said she did it cuz she found scarlet givin her man head n these are the days of our lives sands of the hourglass time devours mass to leave you sour cowerin hours thats past [Chorus] Everybody need to gather round right here Can't deny the sound thats resounding right here Rabid Mind you seen the signs so open wide Come Get ya dosage of the new notion we got the potion
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