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DZK - Talking to the Wall (EV3 Mix)
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Overfocus Productions on the beat. I left the 3rd verse open for anyone who wants to rap on this and upload it to their site. Feel free.
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He's nice. It's me, Spotify. dzk666@gmail.com
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Hip-Hop • Hip Hop General
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Peak #1
Peak in subgenre #1
Author
DZK/Overfocus Productions
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DZK
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November 07, 2004
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MP3 3.2 MB • 128 kbps • 3:28
Story behind the song
I left a 24 bar 3rd verse open at the end of my vocals... Feel free to rap on that sh** and upload it to your sites. EV3 Mix stands for "Empty Verse 3 Mix" if you were wondering.
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DZK - Talking to the Wall beat by: Overfocus Productions [verse]:[1]:[DZK] ten - here comes the two to the one to the eight never learned to count, cuz I flunked fifth grade never bag a chick with a rubber, f*** AIDS rock a Magic J throw-back and just pray here comes the D to the Z to the - "Hi" yall I'ma kinda wide-eyed lunatic, I'm wild only rhymer, you'll see in awhile with five animal handlers to keep me in line, dog psycho-pathic, Buffalo Bill Jackson killer in a mask, girl twitchin in a trash bag duct-tape my fat date, till she's captured throw her in a pit - "IT PUTS THE LOTION IN THE BASKET!" loco from a crack hit, floatin' into madness slowest to react when I'm smoking any plastic broke into a casket, joke with a cadaver notice it ain't laughin, and choke it till I'm happy again It rubs the lotion on it's skin... or it gets... the hose... again. I wanna throw a concert and stage it out in the country - rent me a hundred acres of nature get a famous trance DJ to play it mainly just to tease these damn ravers to their faces I'm a disgrace to MC's, I sit around and pretend to write ill things down, on blank pages then later, listen for the craziest statements that your favorite rapper made and switch it around and change it I'm not clever, make no mistake about it I've never shocked myself, in any creative outlet I'm grounded, got no friends, sleeping face down in my water-bed every evening, hoping I drown at age three, I got caught, smoking my crayons at thirteen, I dropped acid... but not in my mouth from a crop duster, [BOWW!!] all over my town probably why I got cops always poking around or maybe, it's the babies, decomposing now in my trash, cuz my ass is too lazy to take it out either way, it's crazy how, I gotta dress like a clown just to shake the FEDS out in front of my house I'm bout to lose it officially, use my ability to breed stupidity, you need to mimic these few middle-school, punk-rockish, hostilities toss my drink, at the string section of a symphony [empty 3rd verse] - 24 bars
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