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I am The MC; The Music Craftsman; The Multicultural; SHAQ The MC
Welcome to the Here I post my most experimental stuff for your feedback and listening pleasure. Tracks that come here I wouldn?t necessarily compile an album with but they usually make it to a show or some kind of exclusive release. When dreams started to dictate that I develop my craft from page to stage around 2002, I started flipping through the back of my high school rhyme books. Pursuing a professional recording career meant a need for more studio experience which led me to many different people and studios; Hence a variety of sounds. I think that my different cultural influences are a strong selling point. While for a long time I have leaned predominantly on my western influences, experimenting with different styles, vocal arrangements and qualities of my voice have cultivated my sound to be more distinctive. Featured here on the training ground is mix tape 1 ?Ready or not?. Visit the for the photo albums, radio station and more?
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Peak #228
Peak in subgenre #115
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T. Thompson
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T. Thompson
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July 08, 2006
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:45
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YALL SCARED I don’t know if it’s the fact that I’m Jamaican or I’ve so many flows I meet girls that look like ladies want me calling ‘em hoes But I can’t stay far from yard see I can blow my ‘dro In a gas station where police patrol I'm from a place where soldiers police the streets Money thats expensive but weed is cheap But the fast ways all some know cos where I grow Police do stickups and they pimping hoes So what you know about hitting the coast for the weekend Free picking chocolate to butter pecan I live where you wanna frequent Spring break you get your one peek in, man that happen every weekend And cars please what you speaking acting like you don’t know I’m from a place where palm trees grow money well it must be Cos last week I saw the lex buggy and escalades starting to look ugly My food can’t take it from me my attitude when I stepped into the game Now cats is hating on me well that’s ok they lame and they aint got nothing on me Big up the whole alumni and brothers that’s waiting on me I do this for the doe for the glory I do it for the fact that I got a lot a stories to tell I do it cos I do it well and your weak rhymes bore me So why the hell not uzimme check the story I walk with a bounce in my hip A beat in my head and some fresh lyrics on my tongues tip Like a dragon I often spit I got you sitting at home like yo who the rass is this? For the record this B A B Y S H A Q You wanna battle me … who you All I do is sun you every month of the year Like JA we straight summer but you get no shine here Yall scared n I aint even got my foot in the door Do I ring the bell or do I chill on the porch Is you gonna let me in or do I kick in the door Swat team behind me like what you waiting for Yall scared n I aint even got my foot in the door Do I ring the bell or do I chill on the porch Is you gonna let me in or do I kick in the door Swat team behind me like what you waiting for If you listening to me you like he’s the one If you come to JA you gone find the sun If you wanna be a thug you gone need a gun If you stay above the law at some point you gotta run If you fail to prepare you preparing to fail Long as you holding your breath ma you waiting to exhale If you don’t sacrifice then you won’t excel If you know me well you know I don’t kiss and tell If you know me well you know not to Cos I got a lot to gain and nothing to lose like I'm bulimic Everything this world done got I done seen it Sitting here up in zenith as a rap genius When he dunks he got the meanest Finish ever seen his arms head sneakers Straight over that kid when he leaped it Landed and through the rim in the bleachers Where the ball is that’s my secret and I’ll keep em… Yall scared n I aint even got my foot in the door Do I ring the bell or do I chill on the porch Is you gonna let me in or do I kick in the door Swat team behind me like what you waiting for Yall scared n I aint even got my foot in the door Do I ring the bell or do I chill on the porch Is you gonna let me in or do I kick in the door Swat team behind me like what you waiting for (©T. Thompson)
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