iam - Psychadelic Fcukry (instrumental)

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Uploaded by on Mar 30, 2010

Born in thailand and hailing from the london, uk. I go by the name iam and I aspire to produce good music for people with similar tastes as my own. My heart lies in hip-hop, thus most of my stuff will be hip-hop focused.
This song contains a sample from the best and realest uk rap artist, chester p from task force.
I dont ask for ratings or any of that nonsense, just that if you like my stuff then give me a comment. If you want to use my creations then please do so, if you ask me I will give you the higher quality piece.

iam what I am. Peace :)

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  • this is big... can I cop this?

  • @TheGhettoRacer

    sorry for the extremely late reply bro, i sent a message to you. Peace

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  • water drops in clear skies 2 purify the dirty faces.my thoughts are ink wells every cent carries dreams on pages.my pace is eccentric intensified by my dose.of psychadelic waves feel the vibrations overflow.nd carry on 2 drown out sounds overexposed. im a relic of how 2 tell it others call me a ghost. my tales reach beyond walls in this city of concrete.walking beyond mirrors to reflect on my own beast and still show you yours.bask in the eligance of a rose. hard to take ahold of but still pure

  • emotions gather like flocks, together as one,,, united to find divinity in a destination.Is paradise an exercise or truth hidden beneath an angel's wing, sounds of harmony in the distance with visions like mount olympus. the world for my division,....comprehended the attention but held silence within his friendship without a song to sing,a heart shushed but clutched to melodies he was free within dreams to pierce his own armor, to worried abt karma to handle his own honor.boomboxes and marijuana

  • Raging waters in my cracked concrete, Building pressure like those without belief I breathe consciencely, speaking back to the echos 4 relief.unable to ask questions wears my eyes thin, understanding there's a dark brings light into the grim,sights to the brim of the world where there's you and him or me and her, attraction like love butterflies romance in petals twirl.mending broken expressions to deep infatuation, music like companionship 2 wholes to make or break us

  • fondling with my shadows creeping to a higher plain of a double sided razor makeshift meaning, turning dancing, these thoughts circling the walls of my boredom.,,the rhythm speakers..music movers,,,poetic preachers, a new critic on a brighter shade of green everlasting like those names you never forget....

  • In love with this beat. Deep stuff.

  • Safe, I'll reply just now! 

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