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My Psychology
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Got more lyrical on this. Not necessarily multi syllable rhyme on top of multi syllable rhyme. But I used every writing technique I could think of.
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THE REINCARNATION OF BARRY MANILOW'S PRIME
I make music that's personal to me. Either listen, or don't. If you like it, good. If not....then I don't really care. "Truest Man In Scotland right here. Never met someone who talks more sense or about the right things." - Kontempt (www.kontempt.co.uk) P.S. these tracks are throwaway tracks (apart from In the Name of Love).
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #289
Peak in subgenre #146
Author
Me
Uploaded
August 13, 2007
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MP3 2.1 MB • 128 kbps • 2:16
Story behind the song
There is no story behind it...that's kind of the point.
Lyrics
Honestly you’ve got to be oddity to spit something as hot as me The Looney losing grip of his psychology When I write it’s like some dynamite inside my mind Ignites and lights up rhymes - the fucking kid that isn’t ordinary But you can’t help listening to what I speak Got you stiffened still when spitting my philosophies Like how I think the world is just one big economy We’re living in a system that is sickening, man we’ve got to see I’m just the Scottish freak, this shit just might be wrong you see Listeners probably envision giving me lobotomies Cause my head is fucked, I just crumble under stress Listen up you motherfucking suckers there’s no luck ahead Fed up with depression getting heaviever It’s evident I’m stressing and regressing Anyone would be becoming less Plus I’m just the lonely loner without one good friend somewhere over the rainbow is just another mess I love Hip-Hop, and it’s what keeps me alive Even if I just want to die it reaches inside When I’m dying to breathe and wheezing it feeds me the light And people wonder why I’m bumping fucking speakers at night Give it a try - just try not sleeping, alright? And then on top of that you’ll not be eating a bite You’ll leave shit behind feel evil and be weak and you’ll cry That’ll teach you, genius - there’s a week to decide Man, I’d love to live your sweet little lives Where people don’t lie you’re equal and you’re even and tied Where deceiving isn’t easy ain’t got weakening minds Your mind isn’t weak? Well here we’ll take a peep through to mine You see the design? been weakend since I’ve been in this fight I don’t need you people - it’s just me against life Ceasing a mic speaking it tight and preach for my rights On a beat when I rhyme, man if I emcee I’ll be fine
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