vbrad26
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Vinnie Paz...now there is a name I haven't heard for a while.
Still love Jedi Mind Tricks...
Still love Jedi Mind Tricks...
V
wheres the hip hop?
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riceburner
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Ok
These guys are the fucking TRUTH
Insane bars all the way though.
These guys are the fucking TRUTH
Insane bars all the way though.
riceburner
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okay, okay!
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saturday the 24th i'm finally going to a studio with a fellow artist who will be a feature on up to ~7 tracks with me. someone i've rapped with for 15 years. should be fun!
riceburner
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finally got to go back to studio and master 6 new tracks! going to upload them one day at a time. here's the first one 
here's my lyrics, don't have hero's lyrics but his verse was dope
here's my lyrics, don't have hero's lyrics but his verse was dope
I Mostly try to keep it upbeat
Architect of structured rhymes in drum beats - check the cutsheets
I don’t come with baggage, you can hold your luggage
Pushing shoving, y'all can shove it - got no time for grudges
Allergic to bullshit and don’t like fucking around
Won't argue semantics; you're just full of it now
I keep a birds eye view while stickin' low to the ground
Every verse I spew you know I'm holding it down
But I won’t propose that I'm proud, After all
Most leaders only there cause they were holding you down
But Really they were hoping you'd drown
Suppose they got nothing left to float on but their lowered morales
Got bigger fish to fry - catch you at the Golden corral, if I have to…
We piss-match over crapshoots and want cash to boot
I’m just a rapper didn’t mean to attack you,
Its like stockholm syndrome, with several billion people that we’re latched to
I’m just chillin getting by, I'm nothing too spectacular
The times will change our waste of time is nothing but distractions
People argue back and forth about the politics and captions
Feel my heart attacked, no cardiac, artery plaque?
Maybe there's too much access to the facts that get
Mismatched to fabricate this manuscript
Vatican passages out the ass like pathogens
Cant stomach that they keep on coming back to feel the wrath again
Beyond that I’m just kind of feelin pretty stagnant,
Every day feels like a different civil war re-enactment
Lost with no compass tryna find compassion
Time comes and passes… Whatever that meant
Used to feel stuck in class but now I'm stuck in management
Fuck the past tense but we're also stuck in that shit
Whats up with these double baggin knuckle draggers
Chasing paper like birds from the cats,
sufferin succotashe
Once my cash adjusts for tax, funds knocked out like mustard gas
Known to be all over the map like clustered graphs,
But you can catch me revving in the underpass
Architect of structured rhymes in drum beats - check the cutsheets
I don’t come with baggage, you can hold your luggage
Pushing shoving, y'all can shove it - got no time for grudges
Allergic to bullshit and don’t like fucking around
Won't argue semantics; you're just full of it now
I keep a birds eye view while stickin' low to the ground
Every verse I spew you know I'm holding it down
But I won’t propose that I'm proud, After all
Most leaders only there cause they were holding you down
But Really they were hoping you'd drown
Suppose they got nothing left to float on but their lowered morales
Got bigger fish to fry - catch you at the Golden corral, if I have to…
We piss-match over crapshoots and want cash to boot
I’m just a rapper didn’t mean to attack you,
Its like stockholm syndrome, with several billion people that we’re latched to
I’m just chillin getting by, I'm nothing too spectacular
The times will change our waste of time is nothing but distractions
People argue back and forth about the politics and captions
Feel my heart attacked, no cardiac, artery plaque?
Maybe there's too much access to the facts that get
Mismatched to fabricate this manuscript
Vatican passages out the ass like pathogens
Cant stomach that they keep on coming back to feel the wrath again
Beyond that I’m just kind of feelin pretty stagnant,
Every day feels like a different civil war re-enactment
Lost with no compass tryna find compassion
Time comes and passes… Whatever that meant
Used to feel stuck in class but now I'm stuck in management
Fuck the past tense but we're also stuck in that shit
Whats up with these double baggin knuckle draggers
Chasing paper like birds from the cats,
sufferin succotashe
Once my cash adjusts for tax, funds knocked out like mustard gas
Known to be all over the map like clustered graphs,
But you can catch me revving in the underpass
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riceburner
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next track
What if I never gave a fuck oh no no
Never gave a shit about the future
Never really cared about the rules
What if I never really budged
Oh maybe I don’t
I'm the Red headed stepchild’s ugly cousin
The juxtaposition all i know is heads will love to listen
Moving up positions cant off the top but sunk my writtens
Its all love whether you the bully or you was the victim
All ecompassing understanding is one forgiveness
Get you sucked in like Stephen Hawkings discoveries
Then destroy your faulted faith like Richard Dawkins,
I’m a collection of genes this ain’t me talking
Dog on a leash im always two steps ahead of ya
Stronger senses on the ball in general
Came to the game 20 years late i know the shows over
But im 20 years ahead of the televised global order
Whos turn is it to roll over, yall been sleeping
Ive been reading encyclopedias ectetera
And when history repeats itself ill be the most
Fucked up but its not like I never said wassup
Not to deflect ownership
Or reflect on loneliness
I know I'm not the only kid
I'm not Napoleon
Fuckin neo-socialists
Mostly triggered by bogus shit
Yo, my own positions to forego this bitch
If ya can't do shit about it then why worry
And if you can do something then try early
I seen those gates and they aint pearly
I been down under it gets dirty
Skirted around death it gets squirrley
Burglar with sticky fingaz stole the jury
In a hurry left with the judges gavel
And put the hammer down
Yall still switchin channels
Sittin at home and missing travel
Swerving in the gravel
Subservients working for the cash to
Graduate when other dreams are lurking in the backroom
Man do what ya have to
Puns and punches perfect beat that was flipped
Kick the bucket fuckin pungents
Some tongue twists thats why Peter piper Was picked
Have fun with it
Dumb critics stun crickets
Maybe you just drunk, lit, couple bud hits
Shove the club shit
Guess i get that never was in
Feel the buzz at least hip hop showed me love
Never gave a shit about the future
Never really cared about the rules
What if I never really budged
Oh maybe I don’t
I'm the Red headed stepchild’s ugly cousin
The juxtaposition all i know is heads will love to listen
Moving up positions cant off the top but sunk my writtens
Its all love whether you the bully or you was the victim
All ecompassing understanding is one forgiveness
Get you sucked in like Stephen Hawkings discoveries
Then destroy your faulted faith like Richard Dawkins,
I’m a collection of genes this ain’t me talking
Dog on a leash im always two steps ahead of ya
Stronger senses on the ball in general
Came to the game 20 years late i know the shows over
But im 20 years ahead of the televised global order
Whos turn is it to roll over, yall been sleeping
Ive been reading encyclopedias ectetera
And when history repeats itself ill be the most
Fucked up but its not like I never said wassup
Not to deflect ownership
Or reflect on loneliness
I know I'm not the only kid
I'm not Napoleon
Fuckin neo-socialists
Mostly triggered by bogus shit
Yo, my own positions to forego this bitch
If ya can't do shit about it then why worry
And if you can do something then try early
I seen those gates and they aint pearly
I been down under it gets dirty
Skirted around death it gets squirrley
Burglar with sticky fingaz stole the jury
In a hurry left with the judges gavel
And put the hammer down
Yall still switchin channels
Sittin at home and missing travel
Swerving in the gravel
Subservients working for the cash to
Graduate when other dreams are lurking in the backroom
Man do what ya have to
Puns and punches perfect beat that was flipped
Kick the bucket fuckin pungents
Some tongue twists thats why Peter piper Was picked
Have fun with it
Dumb critics stun crickets
Maybe you just drunk, lit, couple bud hits
Shove the club shit
Guess i get that never was in
Feel the buzz at least hip hop showed me love
riceburner
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Track 3
Listen to Like The Good Old Days by Mixed Medium on #SoundCloud
Listen to Like The Good Old Days by Mixed Medium on #SoundCloud
Rhyme stupendous, no one liners a timeless entrance,
Keep you on your toes like top shelfs till the final sentence
Get bread like isle seven, worship idols never idle, festering vinyl records
Go ahead and copy something I invented
I’ll move past ya, already over it like a newscaster,
Barely get a taste like licking spoon batter
Stick to Boom bap, theres nothing left to master
Committed to memory so much I need new passwords
Get to cracking, could give a fuck about my status,
Battered shoes, and stocking hat lookin ragged,
But when it comes to rap I get emphatic,
Flows and patterns so elaborate you can’t begin to fathom,
So We’ve reached a common understanding
That Once I’ve landed, I’ll govern planets
Just to discover taxes
Run it backwards
Like bald midgets scarfing down the fattest bastards
Engorging bladders
my rhymes fill enormous sandals
Trickle endorphins with euphoric matter
My tongues pressed against a silver platter
Yall couldn’t flip it with a spatula
Come off the top from extreme heights
Yes I miss the wheels of steel, I still steal mics
And I ain’t gonna give it back unless I feel like it
But even then you coming up to call me real nice
Keep you on your toes like top shelfs till the final sentence
Get bread like isle seven, worship idols never idle, festering vinyl records
Go ahead and copy something I invented
I’ll move past ya, already over it like a newscaster,
Barely get a taste like licking spoon batter
Stick to Boom bap, theres nothing left to master
Committed to memory so much I need new passwords
Get to cracking, could give a fuck about my status,
Battered shoes, and stocking hat lookin ragged,
But when it comes to rap I get emphatic,
Flows and patterns so elaborate you can’t begin to fathom,
So We’ve reached a common understanding
That Once I’ve landed, I’ll govern planets
Just to discover taxes
Run it backwards
Like bald midgets scarfing down the fattest bastards
Engorging bladders
my rhymes fill enormous sandals
Trickle endorphins with euphoric matter
My tongues pressed against a silver platter
Yall couldn’t flip it with a spatula
Come off the top from extreme heights
Yes I miss the wheels of steel, I still steal mics
And I ain’t gonna give it back unless I feel like it
But even then you coming up to call me real nice
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riceburner
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Track #4. I like space so had to make something about space. It's mid but aight
Hard to fathom I’m made of molecules and atoms
To think my brain operates on electric synapses
Meanwhile as time passes
The universe expands
From the big bang outward and never will collapse
Shit how’d we get these facts, the mass is massive
We can see the background radiation on the map
And track it
Amazing how the stars break down and recycle
Creating particles capable of survival
So we’re the universes way of perceiving itself?
Hard to believe our selfish genes aren’t teeming with self
Preservation cause we bite that hand that feeds us
By mining all materials to build walls between us
It seems facetious, who wrote the thesis?
I feel it intravenous in my genus
So much more that space can teach us
And going to Mars is less prestigious
They tellin us
More likely to find some ice life on the moon Enceladus
Might be science fiction
To explore the cosmos in a ship when
I know right now it’s wishful thinking
No body listening cause there’s nobody out there
Or is there, stroke my chinny chin hairs…
To think my brain operates on electric synapses
Meanwhile as time passes
The universe expands
From the big bang outward and never will collapse
Shit how’d we get these facts, the mass is massive
We can see the background radiation on the map
And track it
Amazing how the stars break down and recycle
Creating particles capable of survival
So we’re the universes way of perceiving itself?
Hard to believe our selfish genes aren’t teeming with self
Preservation cause we bite that hand that feeds us
By mining all materials to build walls between us
It seems facetious, who wrote the thesis?
I feel it intravenous in my genus
So much more that space can teach us
And going to Mars is less prestigious
They tellin us
More likely to find some ice life on the moon Enceladus
Might be science fiction
To explore the cosmos in a ship when
I know right now it’s wishful thinking
No body listening cause there’s nobody out there
Or is there, stroke my chinny chin hairs…
riceburner
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here's the last two tracks