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All that you want from me is anxiety
All that you want from me is fear
All that you want from me is complacency
After all, it's an election year
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You would have liked my cousin Jody, when he was alive...
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A duel at dawn, only the pistols have been replaced by boxes of belongings, and instead of turning and firing, the two just keep on walking away.
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My neighbor is a rapper... i have been experimenting a bit with garageband electronic stuff... so we collaborated. this song won him a rap competition in Englewood South Chicago... tell me what you think!
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Seize the day, but not at the expense of tomorrow.
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So you want to prove yourself, huh? You keep whining and complaining that you can't get a chance to prove yourself. Oh, why won't they let you prove yourself?!
You already are. It's not going well.
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Now that we've set the stage, let's introduce the drama...
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Tomorrow our children may know what kind of broken and battered world we've left for them to suffer with. For tonight, however, we're still innocent and infallible. Can't we just linger on that feeling a little while longer?
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another rap song which Young Reaper aka ashley brown calls his "gospel rap" i made a really happy beat to it... i think the chorus is really catchy... gets stuck in my head haha...
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It's been quite a ride, but now it's time for the final curtain.
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this was an original that i didn't end up liking but it has some potential i guess... the transitions are ruff.... but i also need 3 songs to make this playlist visible! haha
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This is a random, ambient, minimal and free music. Created with SonicMood Software for OS X.
Key: C#
Mode: Custom
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this was an idea also that i added a bunch of fun polyrhythms too... check it all the way out the beginning may be boring but hey,,, the song is like... 0:55 so you can't complain! and... i've never heard anyone rap to weird time signatures either…
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Where something as intimate as a memory is exposed to the strange, wide world.
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