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"@TFCDofficial the same thing happens to me and i think its happening to me becuase my tv is kind of old"
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e-dubble uses his music as a tool to convey his thoughts and feelings in an honest style that is difficult to find in hip-hop. Following a year of weekly free song releases on his Facebook and acclaimed mixtape Written Thursday, e-dubble released "Changed My Mind". An intense testimonial, "Changed My Mind" can't be summed up with a few keywords; you'll feel it when you listen.
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"Miracle"
Album: Hip Hop is Good
© Black Paisley Records
Release date: Oct 27, 2009
Lyrics:
i'm a fuckin' miracle, i should be in a museum
people should study my body to figure out what i am
a fuckin' miracle
i had to say it again, give me a pat on the back
you're lucky just being my friend
a fuckin' miracle
i had to write a little song just to get my kanye on
cooler than a cold day with the shade drawn
some days you gotta feel your oats
and when the self esteem is low, really gloat
i really float my tracks are clouds
i'm like a care bear flippin' when i'm spittin' moving packs of crowds
i haven't done it in a minute, but i'm back for good
so excited and delighted that i'm packing wood
held my tongue for too long
need some new songs
middle school rappers back your bag and move on
the summer is gone and hip-hop's alive
i feel envigorated like when big pop arrived
sloppy rhymes have got me pissed off
now grown folks are convined hip-hop is this soft
respect your elders, read a book
stop thinking speaking english is being shook
i'm hip-hop to death, but i rock so hard that i shock the left
and the right side, same time popping shit
till my tongue turns brown can't hold my breath
the modern day j. cash all i wear is black
and blue jeans, new things don't compare me to that
no addictions cept for spittin and comparing the facts
socratic method when i question why you fallin' for that
monotheistic, simplistic, thoughts get shifted
pushed to the back for rhetoric that's uplifting
sift thru the text for some shit that you like
then trash all the rest cuz' the left can't be right
I know it's hard, know your god
ponzi scheme the oppressive new fraud
depression is a human way to test your will
so you grip upon your bible and ingest that pill
i'd be a hypocrit for shittin' on some substance abuse
man we love the abuse, mix the vodka with juice
stay sippin' inhibitions stop grippin' the noose
till you toe up and throw up from bending the truth
but your keel stays even from the demons that you fight
from your yin to your yang its the reason your right
with a fist in the air, and your ear to the tracks
keep your eyes open knowing you ain't falling for that
no chips on my shoulder as I get older
but real life keeps telling me to just fold up
and shelve my hope, like my shit's past due
but fuck it I spill ink, let it bleed right thru
the paper, clinched teeth till the verse is spit
26 years of shit is why I'm merciless
on the mic
a clown in real life the strong silent type
that's why I sit back and chill till the time is right
and right now, I'm up in this mic booth
with my foot jammed up in an aircast boot
turn tragedy to triumph, i can't spit it thru the wire
but I'll beast a fucking taxi cab and its rolling tires
i hold back to speak when my thoughts are lucid
tryn' not to get addicted to this oxy bullshit
but shit I've been spittin' real satirically lately
pat yourself on the back, you're a miracle baby
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"Let Me Oh" Freestyle Friday #9)
Sample "Beat 4" by Ratatat
chorus:
that clock keeps tickin' like a metronome.
and my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home
but my balls keep tellin' me to let me OHH
OH- just let me OHH
that clock keeps tickin' like a metronome.
and my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home
but my balls keep tellin' me to let me OHH
OH- just let me OHH
that clock keeps tickin' like a metronome.
and my thoughts keep tellin' me to get me home
but my balls keep tellin' me to let me OHH
fuck all that shit just let me GO
verse 1:
ohhers and tastemakers, makers no chaser
gets the blood flowing like a fuckin' pacemaker
cut the middleman and inhale the vapors
mad men (ha ha) oh ten don drapers
cut the jukebox on make sure the woofers blow, blow
we gon' sit here until them heffers go, go
holler at the tens, then spend a little dough
not on them, no, they can buy their own drinks OHHHH
work week's done off, 5 days in the bucket
fuck it, you got a boss who's a jerk who doesn't?
throw on some wu-tang bring the mothafuckin' ruckus
there is no pretext we are living and we love it
on a budget nevermind, we just nudge it to the side
give the kids a little time we are living till' we die
we are focused and we hustle but we still be getting high
no exception to the rule do what you do to get by CUZ'
verse 2:
at a house party gettin' jammed up
you are tony danza
when they ask whose the fuckin' boss, put your hand up
never put it down cuz' you're banging to the anthem
2010 trend put the i-pod on random
wonder why it tried to play this instead of hanson
probably cuz' it gets the people moving like a handgun
just like the little white fellas up in hampden
happy easter from the mothafuckas in the mansion
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