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Real People 'Free Verse'
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Some old shit I never got around to finishing, so I decided to make it a 'Free Verse'. I'm on the first verse and hook. If you mess with it drop a link. Shadowville on the boards: www.soundclick.com/shadowvilleproductions
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e.i. "Tha Warlock" is not here to save hip hop, rather he is here to save hip hops listeners one at a time. Coming from a local music scene of individuals attempting to stand out by becoming the best impersonators of the current rap trend, his music is as much a relief as it is intimidating. From the time he began seriously writing and recording back in 2001 to the present his music has always been more of a release for his frustrations and voice for his observations than a way a to bond with others. His songs are his stories, always managing to explain something experienced, or observed usually in his dark, passionate fashion, superbly mixed in an aggressive get that pop shit out of here fashion. Tha Warlock soothingly attacks his listener wit the gentle power of a vampire and devotion of heroin addict. The key to his sound is his attention to detail which comes from his sound engineer background and is what clearly separates him from the average emcee. He knows how he wants the song to sound as soon as he knows what he wants to say. His engineer background allows him the control that most artist in this genre of music only dream of. At 19 years old, Tha warlock is already a veteran emcee and only needs the help of a waiter or waitress to serve this dish of nurturing musical substance to the starving masses.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #11,637
Peak in subgenre #1,901
Author
e.i./Shadowville Productions
Rights
FeeL Tha ReeL / Hostyle 1
Uploaded
August 01, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 7.7 MB 320 kbps 3:22
Lyrics
{Verse} Real solders, Not! Street poser, cheap rollers The heat holders that make your peace colder The police blowers on morpheme overdoes Dont ya get loser, or get ya indemnification tag on a missing poster The fucking quit loners with a war-zone sonar C-4 explode on, then stitch ya fucking shoulder back on The half gone, not to far long from being strapped on A table carbon-cable padded locked injected iron straw A business man with a simple life just a simple night Beat his wife with a plumping-pipe 4 strikes no lights The same wife put up a fight stuck a 9 in his sight Told the Ark hes mine . (blah blah blah blah) The produces of mutated music that induce kids Start a revolution presaging lifes a insinuation Start refusing facts not proven reclusive Take my exclusive, bite my rhymes till ya tooth-less {Hook} This is for my real people that live real evil Defy god never seen in churches steeples The real thugs, with real blood The real mugs that stay twisted up The real mother fuckers dont give a fuck The real cats, with real gats Never leave they cradle with-out being strapped The real mothers that brake backs, hack to get were they at Bust (blah blah blah} for that give what you canthen snatch it back!
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