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Ode To Escapism (Tomorrow Never Came)
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The Union is a hip-hop group who works to marry ill rhymes with ill beats, composed of Knowledge aka AK, and Da Vinci aka Da Verbal Arteest. We are based at Morgan State University in Baltimore. We make good hip-hop, we don't claim to be revolutionary. The only thing revolutionary about us is the fact that we're different than the norm, because we are ourselves on the mic. We think, we feel, and we're ill. If you want straight underground "nerd-rap", we implore you to open your mind. If you want straight "shoot'em up" or "street-hustla" rap, we implore you to open your mind. Life is about balancing opposing forces, as is our music. To describe our music succinctly, we are mcs' mcs. No pedestrian rhymes or formulaic songs this way. No wack beats that sound like everything else you hear. If it ain't ill, our name ain't goin near it. But dont get it twisted that we spit like encyclopedias, our songs are very accesible. Yet every time u listen, you'll catch something you didn't the time before.
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Peak #1,966
Peak in subgenre #158
Author
The Union
Rights
2008
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April 29, 2009
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MP3 2.5 MB 128 kbps 2:42
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Beat by Kalada Productions http://www.myspace.com/kaladaproductions
Lyrics
yo pass me another its like a 100 on the wall, I gotta get em/ ain't trynna split em? don't do it like me? you's a chicken/ I'm sayin tonight's the night, to get'her done right/ we ain't trynna walk straight by the end of the night/4 so get my beer, and henn on the rocks, just for the cock/ gotta get a shorty too, cuz the last's one gone/ said she tired of cryin bout a nigga while she home alone/ wonderin, if he goin make it or she gotta bury bones/8 cuz she know how I do, ain't nobody goin get me/ nigga please, I'd drink fish under tables if they let me/ not macho, it's just the simple fact that y'all ain't fuckin wit me/ she couldn't deal, so now I'm out single gettin busy/12 gimme number 5, ready to find a rida for the night/ I know the perfect spot, where all the broads be lookin right/ play the group game, get her name, laughin and I'm in it/ game I don't spit it, wait, I'ma take a piss for a minute/16 feel like I'm bout to [throw-up sound] barely got to the can/ I don't understand, earlin already? this ain't me man/ laughin outside? better not be at me fam/ I couldn't've been that loud, these thin-ass doors damn/20 ah well, rinse my mouth, pop some gum, I'm good/ back outside, my shorty is on some other dude/ whisper to him, point at me, this nigga start laughin/ damn shame, I'm too drunk to even think bout scrappin/24 eff it, back to the bar, cop two more/ drown my loneliness in drink, fuck that slore/ and this one, my people's is still gamin and I'm close to done/ but I ain't no punk, pass me another one son/28 ignore the pain and prescribe addiction/ man's oldest affliction, trynna escape paradise/ God jailed me in reality, I'm tired of life/ I'm tired of strife, tired of enduring this friction/4 mom bitchin, like a dozen steps can even try to help/ as if the answers to all my problems ain't locked in myself/ I see em, but can't read em, just not ready yet/ like my brain on numb just cuz it ain't summer yet/8 we wait for changing seasons, get happy for wrong reasons/ this life here is fleetin, and we'd die to be leavin/ I attack my liver, my father killed his wife/ but he left me with my mom, before he left my life/12 so I should be happy, but the pain don't stop/ till I drown it with drink, till the thinkin stops/ I'm sayin, tomorrow I'll chill, tonight not/ gotta have some fun, before my body rots/16
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