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In a world filled with people that love to mooch off of others, it is nice to know that some people still got they own sh** !!!
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Musicophile means lover of music, and that is what we are. We love and appreciate the art and culture of not only hip hop, but jazz, funk and r & b. We incorpo
Musicophile (pronounced musical-feel) is a musical group comprised of mocabulary and JB Swift. Mo and Swift have been together for years making hits, it started way back in 1989 in the basement in an apartment building on Foley Ave. They rocked their first show over pause tapes with a phonograph and ROCKED IT!!!! They persevered and maintained a style all their own, staying true to the roots of hip hop music and the culture that it represents, watching on as hip hip evolved. Through all of the major shifts and changes that have transpired within the music industry, they have continued to make music that is relevant. In a time where it seems as though most are choosing to settle, they make music that appeals to all because they are writing and producing songs that incorporate the life struggles that all people go through with intricate lyrics and production that will make you move and groove.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #1,472
Peak in subgenre #742
Author
Mo Nasir
Rights
2011
Uploaded
August 25, 2011
Track Files
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MP3 3.1 MB • 128 kbps • 3:26
Story behind the song
I wrote this song to let all the haters know that I am self sufficient and simply put I got my own sh** . You better get you own sh** , cause I'm a get mine!!!
Lyrics
I bump my own sh@# Copyrights and publishing that means I own this You can say I love myself, I’m on my own dick Whenever jb drop the beat you know I’m gon spit I design tailored rhymes, of course its gon fit Like puzzle pieces connect display the whole pic Beats and rhymes combine, in minds the song sticks Hate when the track bangs, but dudes they don’t rip So when it’s all said and done, I bump my own sh** Never sellout to get spins though there’s a long list Of people who will, I am on the target honed in An expert marksman with the pen the market open Like when I pack it, light it up and take a long hit No half stepping, my best is what you gon get Delivery’s slick like oil slips I bet you gon trip The lab is where you catch rap then pack the bowl quick Mix it master it and after this I bump my own sh** Don’t have to lust ya girl, I got my own chick That I love think highly of and get along with Got the right one before I picked the wrong b*** She was twisted like Sam and Charlie on the long kiss Real controlling and knew how to push the wrong switch Which made me think of ways to put her in a cold ditch? Found out her tactic then took action with a cold diss Soon after packed up, hit reverse backed out and got my own crib Got ambition so what I want I go get Ya’ll steady wishing in them wells that filled with goldfish Ya’ll on the ocean with no anchor as the boat drifts Swift beats bang and hit hard just like a closed fist The rhyme deliverer that’s why they call me Moses Got the goods and helping brothers out like Joseph Who was hated on, imprisoned and the whole bit But in the end he had to give because he owned it Got my card, so weed I grow it Trees on deck and there is no longer need for yo sh** Dispensary meds of course we know they potent They say compassion and they taxing, making no sense Ya’ll spending 20 everyday that sh** is so dense They know your name but bank is low u start to notice Wasting cash and gas each day you go on yo trips Start saving dough today, and grow your own hemp I know you like my style but I can’t loan it Provide the fee supply the beat you’ll get a song quick Always something fresh nothing old your gone get I keep my publishing don’t like it move along quick A ghost writer, supply ya number 1 hits Most who rap today be on the wrong sh** Not maturing its like they is some grown kids Who follow trends and friends blend in and mooch off yo sh** You aint got ya own that is some h*** sh** U mob the hood to try and find someone to smoke wit Aint got no greens or even 5 you can put on it can smell the weed but sad it seems you taking no hits You better get ya own sh** n*** Cause I’m a get mines
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