mashqauck
10-01-2006, 09:12 PM
WEll SO I was thinking today what if I told a story in a song about how my life is and I was like FUCKING aye I could tell about all the things i've done and how I grew up and shit. So I compiled some verses and recorded this shitty song with the help of RZA, U-GOD, and MF DOOM. And I am sending it for all ears to be blessed by. Suuuuuuuue! BTW, a lot of you influenced me in this song And hoW my life really is
SO here is the link, download it and listen to it
http://download.yousendit.com/0457995516757175
And here are the lyrics if you can't understand my chink accent
slit yo lips take your tongue cut the shit out diagonally
rape your kids, empty the fridge and kill your family
clean the rug from the blood and paint a fine masterpiece
cops come, bodies hung but still nothing is found you see
I’m a rap star, hip hop space escaped from a psycho state
glazed donuts in a pig’s face until I smash his scull into eighths
take his car, flash the sirens and jet from the scene
dress in a fine suite, get some cash and I’m clean
it’s the way we live today but my brain was evicted
so now I’m on the streets living with some sick kids
it’s hard but I don’t really mind
because my head has been empty since the beginning of time
and that’s the only reason why I rhyme
find me some drugs and I’ll probably eat ‘em up
find me some coke, I’ll probably snort it up
find me some heron, I’ll probably shoot it up
find me some crack and I’ll probably smoke it all
lyrics so hard, harder than cement
I shoot semen on your forehead
ask for more head while I adore the face on your head
the head on your shoulders is quite morbid
morbidly obese so after the blow I’ll blow out your teeth
shrink you down a size and make you truly beautiful
now you can sign up for something like the judicial
system, you glisten with all that jizzm on your mouth
think about, your life, and all the things you amount
to, my crew, will slaughter you and shit in your stew
that’s the way it goes in the mind of a psycho
smash my car into a lightpole, for fun
take out my gun and empty it on people trying to run
back in the 90’s I was the one, who sung
beautiful music to the childrun
but that didn’t fix me at all
so I joined group therapy and cut off my balls
now it’s live or die, stand or fall
any emcee can rap, but who can say it all?
that’s me! alex the real big foot
stomping in the forest, crushing all the roots
take revenge on the pochers who try to kill nature
it’s in our nature, to slaughter animals as labor
but I’m a savior who protects these lands
so I guess I should be holding a machete in both of my hands
and lose my virginity to bears, squirrels and toucans
I’m sick like that, you think you know me?
I highly doubt that, I arrest the police
call me jim folley
because I do these things so controllably
insane runs in veins
and blood drips from my eyes
the tears aren’t from pain
the venom pours from the lies
in human form I die
in spirit I live
I’m still a demented kid
and that’s the way it is
forever till forever
you’ll never get my skin cells
unless you wear my sweater
find me some drugs and I’ll probably eat ‘em up
find me some coke, I’ll probably snort it up
find me some heron, I’ll probably shoot it up
find me some crack and I’ll probably smoke it all
find me like matthew the great
sitting at the last dinner with jesus
I’ll eat up a whole plate
and complain that the food wasn’t so great
see i don’t need to make sense
unless you sense that my words are intense
that’s about the time that I’ll hence your name
with a line about me trying to refrain from killing you
this is not a game, I’m being serious with you
I’ll constrict like a snake, crush all your bones
write some dirty shit and call it a poem
I just want to find a real home
where I don’t get beat, I can actually sleep
and there isn’t bats crawling from the ceiling onto my feet
black razor shards fall into my skin
I’m living in grym
reaper is on my side
too poetic, why’d you have to die?
I wish things were the same
I wish people knew my name
but instead my wishes are thrown away
into the trash bin across the hall
I would go dig it out but I know I’ll just fall
to my defeat, living in hell
basically living in the heat
trying to seek out the end of my days
inside of a fucking rap sheet
no way……
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/akabobbyd/Picture372.jpg
i'm sort of something important around here
SO here is the link, download it and listen to it
http://download.yousendit.com/0457995516757175
And here are the lyrics if you can't understand my chink accent
slit yo lips take your tongue cut the shit out diagonally
rape your kids, empty the fridge and kill your family
clean the rug from the blood and paint a fine masterpiece
cops come, bodies hung but still nothing is found you see
I’m a rap star, hip hop space escaped from a psycho state
glazed donuts in a pig’s face until I smash his scull into eighths
take his car, flash the sirens and jet from the scene
dress in a fine suite, get some cash and I’m clean
it’s the way we live today but my brain was evicted
so now I’m on the streets living with some sick kids
it’s hard but I don’t really mind
because my head has been empty since the beginning of time
and that’s the only reason why I rhyme
find me some drugs and I’ll probably eat ‘em up
find me some coke, I’ll probably snort it up
find me some heron, I’ll probably shoot it up
find me some crack and I’ll probably smoke it all
lyrics so hard, harder than cement
I shoot semen on your forehead
ask for more head while I adore the face on your head
the head on your shoulders is quite morbid
morbidly obese so after the blow I’ll blow out your teeth
shrink you down a size and make you truly beautiful
now you can sign up for something like the judicial
system, you glisten with all that jizzm on your mouth
think about, your life, and all the things you amount
to, my crew, will slaughter you and shit in your stew
that’s the way it goes in the mind of a psycho
smash my car into a lightpole, for fun
take out my gun and empty it on people trying to run
back in the 90’s I was the one, who sung
beautiful music to the childrun
but that didn’t fix me at all
so I joined group therapy and cut off my balls
now it’s live or die, stand or fall
any emcee can rap, but who can say it all?
that’s me! alex the real big foot
stomping in the forest, crushing all the roots
take revenge on the pochers who try to kill nature
it’s in our nature, to slaughter animals as labor
but I’m a savior who protects these lands
so I guess I should be holding a machete in both of my hands
and lose my virginity to bears, squirrels and toucans
I’m sick like that, you think you know me?
I highly doubt that, I arrest the police
call me jim folley
because I do these things so controllably
insane runs in veins
and blood drips from my eyes
the tears aren’t from pain
the venom pours from the lies
in human form I die
in spirit I live
I’m still a demented kid
and that’s the way it is
forever till forever
you’ll never get my skin cells
unless you wear my sweater
find me some drugs and I’ll probably eat ‘em up
find me some coke, I’ll probably snort it up
find me some heron, I’ll probably shoot it up
find me some crack and I’ll probably smoke it all
find me like matthew the great
sitting at the last dinner with jesus
I’ll eat up a whole plate
and complain that the food wasn’t so great
see i don’t need to make sense
unless you sense that my words are intense
that’s about the time that I’ll hence your name
with a line about me trying to refrain from killing you
this is not a game, I’m being serious with you
I’ll constrict like a snake, crush all your bones
write some dirty shit and call it a poem
I just want to find a real home
where I don’t get beat, I can actually sleep
and there isn’t bats crawling from the ceiling onto my feet
black razor shards fall into my skin
I’m living in grym
reaper is on my side
too poetic, why’d you have to die?
I wish things were the same
I wish people knew my name
but instead my wishes are thrown away
into the trash bin across the hall
I would go dig it out but I know I’ll just fall
to my defeat, living in hell
basically living in the heat
trying to seek out the end of my days
inside of a fucking rap sheet
no way……
http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y47/akabobbyd/Picture372.jpg
i'm sort of something important around here