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Breakfast At Tiffany's (Instrumental)
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Instrumental to B.I.'s ode to that crazy cheerleader Tiffany. From his solo project, "When Hot Blood Runs Cold".
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The Cybertron Sound. Just what is that, one may ask? Ask the one who coined the term, and he'll tell you, it's a state of mind, a time and place that can't be recreated, a time to which people wish they could relive. When you hear it, you just know you're back in those times. The collection of tracks you'll find here are bits and pieces of the The Cybertron Sound's greatest fan's take on the original creations, for personal projects. Just who is the man? No one knows; he goes by a ton of aliases. For the sake of simplicity, just call him Dr. Claw. Hardly anyone knows where he's really from, however it's safe to say he's a "Cybertron" native. Whatever the case, he's a man who seems to have a whole lot of time on his hands, enough to bring The Cybertron Sound to your home.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
Charts
Peak #994
Peak in subgenre #525
Author
B. Ichimonji, S. Hiryu, T. Pipes
Rights
The Doc
Uploaded
November 20, 2002
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MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
Just as he did with Athena, B.I. took the time out to address another girl with whom he had a long-documented beef: Tiffany Lords, that ever-present bouncy nuisance from Pacific High School. Part of the "Favorite Girls" collection of "When Hot Blood Runs Cold". B.I. keeps to his usual voice in this track, and just recounts a moment when they looked past the beef. As for this track, the source of the sample wasn't particularly great in the quality department but at least it came off the way I wanted it to for the most part.
Lyrics
Intro: You know, a lot of people come around and ask me... ...what the deal with me and Tiffany was. Was I trying to move in on Roy's turf as a revenge move? What'd she do to get me to be so nice to her? Check this out... it was temporary, she's still a dingbat. So let me break down what happened over the summer for all of you who keep asking. The Lone Verse: It was the lowest point I'd hit in the longest Didn't even know how much more I could take of all this Deceit, backstabbing, what have you, eff bein' here Suddenly retreat wasn't sounding like such a bad idea I had to get out of this rut, away from these people Out of this place, the influence here is most certainly evil Nobody to trust, like I always suspected Even the ones nearest me were turning on me in a second Eff it, this paranoia didn't have to exist But every effin' day is just another drop into the abyss Light at the end of the tunnel? I only saw darkness Someone was standing there, that ol' cheerleadin' harlot "What do you want", I asked the girl with the instinct to let a couple birds fly in her face and let my feet speak Downtrodden as ever, my old foe's appearing to be not in the mood for her usual glee and cheering Her usual jeering, all the happy frappin' crap That usually makes me draw back my fist and start the sneering She said she's sorry for what happened, right? Don't want her frappin' pity From girls like her, apologies are fake just like her plastic...[Echo] "Oh they're real? You can't help it, I don't give a rat's ass Quit whinin' and buy a bra that fits, you frappin' jackass", I said/She started to pout, and usually she's so touchy About that subject that she'd punch me, but instead she hugged me "We ain't ever been friends," I said, she said she wanted to talk And talk we did, we even went for a walk The walk led us to her dorm on Pacific campus I was ready to leave, she put forth a proposition I could have told her "Eff it" but now I would listen despite my reluctance in the face of her persistence She hated being alone, and she wanted me to stay (Heh...) Not in a million years I'd say How she convinced me, I'll probably never remember We sat and talks continued, 'bout our lives or whatever It was the most serious I'd ever heard her speak We almost formed a bond, and then I fell asleep Woke up the next morning on the couch with her head on my shoulder I don't think I'll forget this Even though I knew sometime later I'd regret this Eff it... I woke the girl up and stayed for breakfast Prologue (prelude to Strider's Scratch): And that's it. After breakfast, I drank some OJ, told her "Peace" and I was out. So all you jackasses, stop askin' what happened. Strider's Scratch (repeat to fade): "And I said..." "What about..." "Breakfast at Tiffany's!" (taken from "Breakfast at Tiffany's" by Deep Blue Something)
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