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Dream Crusher
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Get it while it's free! Produced by DJ Wreckless (www.wrecklessbeats.com) Vocals performed by Infinite Skillz of B.A.S.E. Inc www.myspace.com/baseinc
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Infinite Skillz - Bringing A Message To The Party And Some Fun To The Thinkers.
1. Swoon Music 2. Poetry In Motion 3. Good Music (Chill Time) 4. Man’s World 5. Remember When 6. Fire *Bonus Instrumental* 7. Diamond Ring *Bonus Track* 8. Give It All Away Hip Hop Reborn. Infinite Skillz is lyrical purity and word-play mated with present day consciousness. If you like Skillz (formerly known as Mad Skillz), KRS ONE, Run DMC, Beastie Boys, Gangstarr, Jurassic Five, or The Roots, you'll love Infinite. He is the organizing member of B.A.S.E INC out of the Hip Hop hotbed known as Virginia. Infinite Skillz started in an Atlanta based crew called Unparalleled Sound (UPS). The four-man consortium met while attending college at various institutions in the Atlanta University Center. He and the rest of UPS went their separate ways after graduation. With the Hip Hop bug firmly implanted, Infinite left Atlanta after graduating from Morehouse College and moved to a small town named Searcy in North Central Arkansas for grad school. The lack of social stimulation and/or progress inspired Infinite to finish his 2-year program in 16 months. With school (and Arkansas thankfully) behind him, that drive is now being channeled into his many hustles. Music is one of them.
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Genre
Hip-Hop • Hardcore Rap
Charts
Peak #1,860
Peak in subgenre #212
Author
J. Writt /D. Gedney
Rights
B.A.S.E. Inc/Control Ring Publishing
Uploaded
December 24, 2005
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MP3 3.9 MB • 128 kbps • 1:41
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Dream Crusher VERSE 1 What’s the problem? You aint been signed yet? Dame hasn’t called? Puff aint ask you to rhyme yet? Forget “Making the Band” You need Make-A-Wish If you ever want a chance At making a disc. You better wake up son It’s not that easy. And stop the gangsta talk You’re not that greasy. Just cuz you can spit Juicy line for line. Don’t mean you’re ready For some studio time. Come on dude listen You’re not a musician You’re a Nazi on the mic With only Jews listening. Nobody’s feeling you. They don’t want that trash. Go study politics If you want that cash. You need to check Chi-City And get you some Com Sense. There’s better ways to get paid For talking some nonsense. Cuz you trying to rhyme Is like making some bomb threats To the National Homeland Security conference. VERSE 2 I’m first in last out Like Marines in war zones. Conclusion is foregone, Cuz I stay in more homes. It’s game over son, you Have no eligibility, Your bars are weak like wombs Of women who need fertility, Pills to produce, All I need is a beat box, I’m the gas grill of rap, I come with the heat rocks You’re not delirious, So wake up and stop rhyming. If you need a new hobby, I suggest rock climbing. Your period is over. Hear the bells? They’re ringing. There’s a choir of big broads. Can’t you tell they’re singing? Your style is played Like rocking a cardigan Yall starving to be artists, I’m already an artisan I got a lot of fans B.A.S.E. Inc is bipartisan If your mom didn't raise fools, Then you’re her retarded son I’m that dude who’s Displaying his mic skillz. You bammas aint sick You just ran out of Nyquil. VERSE 3 A few producer’s gave you beats Now you think you’re Tarkenton But they only did it Cuz it’s good marketing. They gassed you up a little Now you’re buying in bulk. Turning out big green Like you’re Incredible Hulk. Even if you don’t buy Their worst scenario is Their music getting played In your car stereo. Free advertising To snare the next bloke With no talent but Unlimited dough and hope Better walk like Egyptians If you want to be enshrined. Forget rocking a stage. You’re gonna be in line. You’re net emcee. Who could use a facelift While I’m high quality Like shoes from Asics. Bammas stay talking bout how They’re gone blow soon When the only time they perform Is at home singing show tunes. Jokes on you I hope you gotta back up Plan cuz Leggos are the Only thing you’re gonna stack up man. HOOK No! I’m not joking. Yes, I’m being real. No! You won’t ever be signing a record deal. No! I’m not alone. Yes, they say it too. No! Hell no! I aint rolling with your crew. No! You can’t rhyme. Yes, I will hate. No! I’m not buying your garbage mixtape. No! You can’t flow. Yes, I’m being mean. No! I won’t stop crushing your little dreams.
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