02-21-2015, 01:49 PM | #1 |
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realest shit i ever spit (AUDIO)
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02-21-2015, 03:39 PM | #2 |
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I couldn't find the track...maybe it's me....or you?
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02-22-2015, 12:11 PM | #3 |
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try it now, i accidentally had it on private
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02-25-2015, 02:25 PM | #4 |
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this was dope bodey
real deep. this was sick bodey. sounds like you really put some thought into this piece. loved the energy you were using in the later parts of it towards the end. the conviction you had there would of been nice to hear in the beginning where it was sounding like you werent sure what you wanted to sound like. almost felt like you were just spitting it out and being playful cause you were worried how people would respond? i dont know maybe im way off. i think you just need to find a comfortable tone of voice and stick with it. your screaming to overpower the beat and its effecting your voice. if you turned it down a bit maybe you wouldnt have to scream it so hard. i dont know if that makes sense either cause again i could be wrong. what are you using to record with? what program. i still really wanna do our song we wrote. im gonna find a beat that i think will be easy to spit over and i will set it off with my verse first and maybe find a chorus and then we can send it back and forth until its done. gonna be ill if we can get it right. heres the song in case you lost it or something. i just read it and it really needs some good editing and shortening of the longer bars we dropped within. but if we twerk it right and readjust some syllables this will be sick as fuck. maybe ill play with it later tonight and edit the verses then send it to you. hit me up in my email. Mrchristophersh@yahoo.com -holla at me there bodey and gen. 2012 Bonnie and Clyde. Geno.. Tom boy type, with fight, this fucking bitch is down for whatever Smoked out, no house, i found her ass trapped out in the weather Far from a trend setter, she blends better nd her jeans complete the miraj I wasn't fooled, I could tell she was a sexy beast underneathe the facade We speak -she comes with me, keeps me company and I feed her the dope Myself -a drug lord, who just scored a drug whore that I keep on the ropes Don't really want people to know, so I dress her in some luxury shit.. That her body language complained she wasn't quite comfortable with Wanted to punish the bitch, asked her why do you behave this way Said she loved tupac, and she wasn't turned out she was raised this way ...she told me Bodey.. Daddy’s been slappin me with “slut” since my toddler days Grabbed me gradually at the start, then in some awfuller ways “Taught her to obey,” he would say to no one in particular Mommy always seemed to fade, Daddy was a dick to her Isn’t that what you expected? Completely typical story for yet another whore What about getting AIDS-infected cuz your dad is horny and desperately needs to score One morning, he woke me up, after finding the test results, screamin “You stupid fuck! I always knew you stole Mom’s dope, that’s what you get for shootin up!” What he never realized is he gave me an idea, to which he’d plain deny I never thought of getting high, but I was sick and tired of this fuckin state of mind Geno.. I usually turn the other cheek when people choose to complain But not every sad story's told by such a beautiful face I'm the usual snake, same sorta guy she's been traveling from and somehow has programmed herself to run back into one Telling myself she'll just have to adjust, attracted to her pain Cause its the same kind of picture that my past happens to paint How's that for insane, two magnets that attract About to hit the world harder than a terrorist act Had hair to her ass, maybe my soft spot was cause I wanted to fuck She touched my hand, told me she needed someone she could trust ..she said Bodey.. Baby, baby please, I really need your help You’re the only one that knows the truth about myself I see my glossy lips glinting inside your hardened pair of eyes With your hands across my hips, can’t you feel the paradise Our pasts may be twisted, but it helped us set the prospect With me as your mistress and the money as the offset I touched your thigh with one hand, and the other on your face Scooting closer to you now, I wrap my legs around your waist Tell me what you want to do, and I’ll be with you in sync Tell me what you’re feeling baby, tell me what you think Geno.. I think we bout to grab some drinks, and ima watch these oxies twirk We gone talk cash money, and about the bank were robbing first And though the truth prolly hurt, she hung tough around the nuts Wanted to go get drunk, and told me how much she was down to fuck We hit a crowded pub, rundown spot where we could talk and chill Discussed the whole plan before we got to horny off the pills Caught the chills when she stood up and started to shake some ass Another nigga aproached, so I asked him what the fuck he takes me as Started to crack slick, one fat lip later we were headed out the door Cloud over our heads suggested our directions bound for storms Bodey.. Now we’re dancing in the rain; drugs always saddle pain It no longer seemed insane in my vodka-addled brain I spot a girl in Prada clothes, and I stop her in her throws Just before the streetlights glowed, I give her face a fistful blow As my whole grip lurked, I felt her throat jerk worse Coercin her to open up her Coach purse first Scanning credit cards, ID’s, a couple of twenty-dollar bills Pictures of her family and a bottle of prescription pills I could’ve been her, a successful winner, watching her eye’s last glimmer Coulda been the business pillar, believing the lie we weren’t really gonna kill her Geno.. But im a demon, dog, guerilla -darker than i led her to believe Threw the bitch inside the trunk, brought her back for sex and bedroom company Fucked her to death and busted mine inside my bonnie's sexy body Left the victim sitting in the room to pay our rent off at the lobby She was dead but had her wallet that i told shorty not to take Besides, we had some bigger fish to fry inside the local banks On our way we switched our vehicle, found something smooth and sleek she could drive like a mutha fucker, and was to easy for her to lose police couple ruthless thieves, walked in broke and out richer -the rest is history but something was wrong, and she made it damn clear she was pissed at me ..screaming Bodey.. You cling to negatives like me, like it’s imperative that you stay But your intelligence got swayed by the decadence of your prey Now I’ll be givin you a taste of your own medicine on this day And I’m not talkin about the lousy sedatives you give away I jerk the wheel, we spin, I clobber you with steel The car peels out and gobbles a streetlight for its meal Your gun in my hand, I walk to the passengers’ busted door Where you sit keeled over, head dripping blood upon the floor It’s funny, I never think twice, you’re no more than a symbol that burnt me I take the money and hitch-hike, but not before givin the trigger a firm squeeze Six weeks later, my face is in a toilet, and I’m violently sick I look over at the result box, a plus sign appears on the pregnancy stick ..D.O.A
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02-25-2015, 09:10 PM | #5 |
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ha i forgot about that collab man, that was fun.
@Genocide thank you for the feed. you're absolutely right, i am screaming over the beat. i'm recording on an iphone 4 using voice memo, while inside my car with the beat playing out the radio. lol i dont have a mic or a program, thats all i'm using i appreciate the listen though |
03-04-2015, 05:13 PM | #6 |
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i dont like to critique shit like this from a technical aspect...
...your voice is whiny on this shit...as wierd as this sounds i actually think it was perfect for the verse...it does make it harder to listen to though, but it captures the shit liive... somewhat reminded a nigga of ab-soul - book of soul....iunno, its hard to explain, but along with the beat, your delivery put forward an eerie feeling...which i actually thought was dope in context with the content... props,...the quality though lmfao #1 be easy |
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