First and foremost, to those who record professionally, this will NOT sound as good as your shit. I used a kareoke mic and everything was done strictly on the computer. This is a low budget.... nah fuck that, this is a NO BUDGET production. I normally wouldn't even post an audio unless the quality was up to my standards, but I got bored and said fuck it so here it is. Feedback is welcome, but if your just gonna talk shit please don't bother.
The beat was produced by my boy Dvious, lyrics of course written and performed by me. It's only the first verse. I plan on finishing the song, but who knows when. LOL. The lyrics are included below and the link will follow.
I was brought to life in '83, Mom & Dad blazed-the-weed
Rather be hooked on drugs than come to terms facin-me
I lived a hard life, had to struggle-to-adapt
I never had SHIT, till I nuzzled-into-rap
See my mom was fifteen when I was born-into-disaster
Got me tryin to escape every mornin-but-I'm-captured
Now I'm torchin-who-I'm-after cuz I'm showin-no-remorse
My muthafuckin misfortunes got you goin-to-the-morgue
Think I've had enough violence but it's only just-begun
It's the beginning of the end of life when I clutch-these-guns
I've been getting fucked over since my first year-around
& all the drama & problems in life, tryna steer-me-down
But I'm tryna stay up, keep my back-off-the-pavement
If you slack-off-you-payin, I'll blow you fags-off-the-grain
Grab the mack-glock-&-spray, you better pray-for-some-cavalry
It's your frame-I'll-be-damaging, placin the blame-on-insanity
Click HERE for the audio.
The beat was produced by my boy Dvious, lyrics of course written and performed by me. It's only the first verse. I plan on finishing the song, but who knows when. LOL. The lyrics are included below and the link will follow.
I was brought to life in '83, Mom & Dad blazed-the-weed
Rather be hooked on drugs than come to terms facin-me
I lived a hard life, had to struggle-to-adapt
I never had SHIT, till I nuzzled-into-rap
See my mom was fifteen when I was born-into-disaster
Got me tryin to escape every mornin-but-I'm-captured
Now I'm torchin-who-I'm-after cuz I'm showin-no-remorse
My muthafuckin misfortunes got you goin-to-the-morgue
Think I've had enough violence but it's only just-begun
It's the beginning of the end of life when I clutch-these-guns
I've been getting fucked over since my first year-around
& all the drama & problems in life, tryna steer-me-down
But I'm tryna stay up, keep my back-off-the-pavement
If you slack-off-you-payin, I'll blow you fags-off-the-grain
Grab the mack-glock-&-spray, you better pray-for-some-cavalry
It's your frame-I'll-be-damaging, placin the blame-on-insanity
Click HERE for the audio.
