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Makin a comeback baby! Shadowville Productions on the beat!
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Hip-hop, Underground, Wordplay, Puns, Multies, Metaz, Deep, Emotional
Whats good! I'm 16, and have been writing ever since I could hold a pen. The name is Polska, a.k.a Art-A-Fact because I spit to make Art A Fact with tracks that'll become artifacts. Trying to wipe out the cess pit of bullshit that is mainstream rap, and make indie/underground known. Look out for the Ars Gratia Artis mixtape, comin soon!
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Hip-Hop • Alternative Hip Hop
Charts
Peak #972
Peak in subgenre #70
Author
Art A Fact
Uploaded
June 09, 2008
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:50
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Reentering the rap game, and you know that I’m about to make a comeback like Rodger Staubach My ‘spits’ still fresh like I was eatin Tic-Tacs I think they hear me coming like I was wearing Click Clacks Reentering the rap game, and you know that I’m about to make a comeback like Rodger Staubach My ‘spits’ still fresh like I was eatin Tic-Tacs I think they hear me coming like I was wearing Click Clacks It’s time to bring the consummate-spits-back Coming back into the mix to desecrate-and-rip-tracks Punches come innate-all-my-hits-pack Leaving skulls, bones, vertebrate-and-ribs-cracked Flows always ‘on point’ like I was on bed-of-nails I’m like a Straight-A student the way I never-fail Like a train track, leaving cats always getting-‘railed’ People get killed behind my ‘bars’ like being dead-in-jail I naturally lead; I’m like Ralph with the Conch-Shell I See BS/CBS like TV networks with Montel Flowing like a river or the ocean’s top-swells I say Good Mornings to Neptune, like lifts done with bar-bells Knocking ‘lights out’ like what makes plants-wither That’s why my records get more ‘spins’ than-twister With tracks so hot they give all my fans-blisters Because I bring ample-fire/amplifier like transistors Hook x2 I’m staying hot while other rappers sayin they icy I might not be rich but at least my neck still likes me Insane rhymes wrecking minds and messin up psyches If I wanna write a hit I ‘just do it’ like Nike And with every single track my technique-grows Not afraid of a challenge, I actively seek-foes I got the skill and facility to beat-pros I leave cats sweating like Shaq taking free-throws Every bar’s a sure score like a pass-to-Wade Cuz I never did my rhyming in a passive-way Always raising the bar, but it’s a massive-weight Still I don’t take shortcuts, my path-is-straight With rhymes so deep they’re like a black-abyss I’ll find a way to win if a path-exists Handing out losses like I was a philanthropist My shits flowing like I just took laxatives Hook x2 I really hope that the ‘weak’-enjoy-defeat Because Monday through Sunday I destroy-the-‘weak’ It’s an art form how I employ-technique With facility I seek-destroy-repeat I keep coming back like an after-taste I’m not a knight, but I can slash-a-blade And destroy cats, like the Templars in the last-crusades All the people I’ve battle lay amassed-in-graves Spitting up storms until it’s raining and soggy ‘Myst’ifying ya’ll until your visions foggy This is a lifestyle; it’s not just a hobby Hot like wasabi, ‘fly’ like what frogs-eat People bumping to my tracks like how hoes-grind Reviving Indie Rap, fuck labels I go-unsigned Like no clocks I rhyme in no-time That’s why like ‘oral sex with brains’ I leave people with ‘blown’-minds Hook x2
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