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The Violinist And Her Forbidden Fetus
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A musical surreal depiction of an enigmatic, melancholic, female violinist in labor, getting ready to give birth to an unfortunate fetus and myriad other things she wasn't quite aware of. She passes away at the end, leaving her child motherless.
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The Official Originator Of Grunge-Rap.
I'm the letters that alphabet never heard about, the words that the lines couldn't manage to gather, the lines that the verses failed to comprehend, the verses that no song would dare to embrace, the song that no pen would ever write down.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #127
Peak in subgenre #14
Author
Iphorill
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Iphorill
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March 22, 2014
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MP3 5.2 MB • 160 kbps • 4:33
Story behind the song
I've met her only once, but her impact is surely everlasting. May her soul rest in peace. For an ideal interpretation of this song, avoid literalization.
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[Verse 1] Meet Rebecca…She's half humane half melodic. She would vividly pass through pain, laugh demonic titters, she writes no letters and speaks with no words; her soul utters harmony intrigues the whole Earth. She's a dream remained versus the odds courageous Because life is just a maze designed to cage us, but she's contumacious, never ceases to play the violin. She won't beg her Jesus to stay alive within, all biblical figures dissolved through the strings; her music brings a bigger result Rebecca's evolved; she's now fully melodic She's a musical spot exists to sully the logic [Bridge] Her life is a theater, but she can't act A fetus inside her, that's a fictional fact [Hook] do re mi fa so la si Break me gently; there's a soul in me [Verse 2] Meet her fetus…A hellish blessed organism Destined to just relish this orphan rhythm; made by some cynical hope-free dreary strikes on his stale umbilical cord. He really likes this tone; he freely writes random fit verses to it he and his mom do an anthem; a curses duet his blood covers the walls of Rebecca's torn womb; a graphite of angels trying to wreck her born doom It's sicker for whom fate was trying to originate; That heaven-made hidden hate, living and giving Sat- -an the seed he needed, left it for greed to feed it The fetus is born! Thanks to the ALL deeds that WE did [Bridge] Her life is a theater, but she can't act A fetus inside her, that's a fictional fact [Hook] do re mi fa so la si Break me gently; there's a soul in me
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