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DuWaNDeM - Ultimate Warrior
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This is just a typical punchline song............PRODUCED BY: Baby-TEE
I'm a rapper, a singer, a dancer, a writer, a producer, freestyler, guitar player, piano player, bass player, and I also play the drums..
DuWaNDeM Canadian Artist from the T Dot... SHOUTZ TO MY CREW OF RAPPERS AND PRODUCERS: Baby-Tee, Dub Dutch, Nitrus, Alki-Riddimz, J.O.V, Urban, Gibbz, Benzetta, MizzUndastood, Wheezy Benzetta http://www.soundclick.com/Benzetta Dub Dutch http://www.soundclick.com/urbanrice Baby-TEE http://www.soundclick.com/babytee Nitrus http://www.soundclick.com/nitrus Alki-Riddimz http://www.soundclick.com/alkiriddimz
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Peak #4,912
Peak in subgenre #2,651
Author
DuWaNDeM
Rights
Eddie De Juan
Uploaded
December 30, 2005
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MP3 4.5 MB 128 kbps 3:54
Story behind the song
Just wanted to try making a song with typical rap metaphors....
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ULTIMATE WARRIOR CHORUS I've been told constantly, I don't got wat it takes, as I train day and night Hopin to become the ultimate knight, but instead I became the ultimate (warrior) Never back down cuz I'm ultimate (warrior) I've paid my dues, fought my battles earned my status to become wat I am No matter wat u say, I'm still a (warrior) Not just any warrior, I'm the ultimate warrior VERSE 1 I'm a warrior, I ride solo for a purpose Cuz You couldn't connect U and I if you wrote it cursive I'm burstin, like breakin through the wall of uterus I'll break your humerous, and I'll find it humorous I'm not even new to this, my past is a mystery I ain't Doctor kavorkion, but I'll put you out of ur misery I'm the ultimate warrior, I'm the central idol leave battles with more bloodshed than the menstrual cycle I'm a mental psycho, essentially well known Cuz I'll tear apart your skin as if it was velcrow But yet, I'm in a hell hole, Life's gettin harder Girls throw themselves at me like I'm being martared so ultimate, William Wallace ain't got shit on me I'm too dominant to desecrate like the soviet army You can't harm me, give up or you'll be endin this progress you'll just end up bitchin like a feminist protest So unique with tactics, I'm viewed as clinically insane I'm only a genius, cuz bitches keep giving me brains Genuinely in vain, You only ride for money and fame You say you got game, but no body is playin This is for warriors only, you should pray you pack pounds I don't wrestle, cuz I'm too raw to lay the smackdown VERSE 2 The battlefield forbidden when it comes to the game cuz exposure involves selling out ur crew for the fame If we ride together, then we die together, You knew this So which one of us will make it, then become Judas, You swear ur workin hard, but your hardly workin using your crew as steppin stones and collect all the earnings Your lurkin around to come accross our tactics Cuz without our guidance, you'd be more lost than Atantis it's drastic, not retiring, I'm just steadily reforming Performing with many come backs like Kenny McCormick I'm stormin the battlefield like a juggernaut I'm stompin of all of you, whether you are a thug or not I got a cock wit real hair and testicles that makes pussies open automatic like wheelchair accessibles I feel scared yet ethical, I'm a disbeliever Cuz I don't need to lose control to bring a misdeamenour Fuck wit my business, that's more than risky cuz the only time you feel ultimate is when your throwin a frisbee But that's life, when someone puts you down you cry like a bitch You expect cheers from packed stadiums and cheers for your hits you blame the technical staff cuz no one's hearing ur spits? nah, the crowd's only silent cuz no one's feeling ur shit VERSE 3 My mind is the shield, the microphone is the sword, I'm slashin, and gashin, I'm all alone in this war I'll rip out your lungs so you can feel death painfully Then put it in ur hand to make you hold your breath literally progressing the tactics how to be on the top be the boss, squash beefs like m&m meat shops Hustlin the streets, thrustin wit heat, bustin the beats I'm the warrior that's gonna be crushin your fleets I'm walkin in the shoes, while your walkin in mud I ain't Robin Hood, but I might as well be robbin the hood cuz i've been shut down, defeated, by both friends and foes But I still stand, developing like an embryo I'm envyed yo, I cannot be topped in I.Q.s You'll need more than doctor scholes to walk in my shoes But not in my boots, I party hardcore and loud I Vacate jams more trashed than Oscar the grouch I'm plundering down, changing from sparklin to ghetto Losing so much cash, my wallet's startin to echo Golddiggers do nuthin but eat up dollars and pennies Yet I make their legs spread like peanut butter and jelly But I'm still here, still ulimately defined So enlightened, I convert water so elegantly
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