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Out Of Love
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Chill vibes, first time working with ProTools. I don't know who made this beat - if you do, please let me know so that I may give proper credit!
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I rap n' stuff, it's neat. I'm like the rap ninja or something.
You can listen to my battles, disses, and better songs here. ORDERING THE UPCOMING MIXTAPE IS EASY! If you're interested, leave a message on my message board saying you're interested. Get two others to visit my page and sign the guestbook, and I will send you the mixtape for free. This offer is only good for those outside of the Southern Oregon area. Listen to The Madman and Troubled Thought kick it, whiteschool. Some songs include... Watch for the Madman Pimp Sauce Nobody My style Crazy-ass, Long-ass, Ass-id Trip Be Like Me Thanks Mom (for trying) and many more. It's dope, no lie.
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
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#135,783 today Peak #1,126
#13,300 in subgenre Peak #96
Author
The Madman
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Techincally all art is inherently copyrighted.
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July 09, 2005
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Story behind the song
It seems like most people get their drama and teenage angst because of some complications in their love life. Well, I uncomplicated my life, decided that I didn't love, and most of the drama and teenage angst just disappeared. Fancy that. It still kinda fucked with my head though, so I wrote about it.
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It’s hitting the spot when I listen to noise… I think if you’re just writing for fun then you’re missing the point… There’s not many people I can tell everything to So I tell a bit to the world and the rest to a few… Weekend is near but I’ll be keeping it cleared up Cuz when I’m drunk I can’t look at me in the mirror… And sometimes it’s like I got so many freaking issues I wanna cry unchecked ‘til I can’t keep up with tissues… Beginning to write shit comes out… but thankfully I’m numb like my mind inherits every blank page I see Forget that I’m weak… forget I’m screwed I can forget that I’m me… And I remember that I’m human Man… When everything gets bad and hopeless I ask whether or not it is better to have emotions Live life to the fullest… I try but it’s bullshit… People that say that catch a bullet or die fast to fulfill it Hook// I fell out of love… it ain’t so nice… Now I have no fucking reason to hate on my life I fell out of love… and it ain’t really that cool Now I have no reason left to keep playing the fool So I’m thinking of the life that money and gold can bring It gives a piece of mind but I’m still looking for the whole thing One day before all my thoughts had left me I realized that if your poetry rhymes you’re called an emcee The signs of my intellect combined with the shit I vent Surprising cuz if truth hurts then why ain’t I crippled yet I’m trying to build friendships… but the foundation’s sloppy Or built on burial grounds that come back to haunt me What a funny sob story… mistake of consequences Sleeping on park benches… to cops and hopping fences Something’s wrong with right and wrong I try to write the wrongs… While my life is wrong every time I write a song And every breath I take is a step closer to death But every breath I miss takes me even closer yet And my heart beats in time… trying to keep pace with it While I don’t want to die… when death comes… I’ll embrace it
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