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MC Symph
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My first hip hop track.
Rock and Roll music that bridges the gap between old and new in a way that is true to form, but breaks boundaries.
I have been described as a mix between Prince, The Beatles, and Lenny Kravits. But if you ask me, I'm not really like anything, sometimes I'm silly, sometimes I rock hard, sometimes I write love songs. I used to think I had it all figured out, I know now I was wrong. But I will say that my music excites me more than anything else in my life, so just maybe it will excite you as well.
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop Nerdcore
Charts
#74,130 today Peak #267
#369 in subgenre Peak #2
Author
Chris Fewell
Rights
(C) 2008 Symph Productions
Uploaded
March 01, 2009
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB 128 kbps 3:16
Story behind the song
I'm always reviewing hip hop and talking about how much better it could be and telling these MC's they need to step up there game. I thought it was time I showed em' how to do it.
Lyrics
Never thought that I was the rapper type, Cause I'm just too skinny and I'm just too white, But something just snapped and my brain went crazy, Maybe cause so much rap sounds so lazy, Whatever the reason now I'm up here spittin, A feeling inside says it's just too fitting, Cause lately I've been hearing a whole lot of hip hop, Acting like it's Lugs when it's a broken down flip flop, Drip drop, drip drop, drip drop, your rhymes flow slower than the tick tock of a clock, Mine flow out like a river, You give rhymes like an indian giver, Not alot of arrows up in your quiver, A drink of my rhymes is good for your liver, Make you shiver like Brrr, Alot of MC's make me angry like grrr! With their "I got women" (Booooring) "I got money" (Boooring) "I got diamonds" (Booooring) "I'm the greatest" (You're lying) Yeah, I'm gonna try my hand, I've heard enough hip hop now I know I can, Oooo, this is gonna be fun, Cause now it's my turn to show you all how it's done, So now you're looking my direction like you're the shit, Guess that's a fitting title for ya cause you're full of it, Attacking that mic like it's gonna bite ya, Attacking MC's before they wanna fight ya, Looking at me like you're so hard core, Like your tired ass rhymes ain't been heard before, I stay calm like an atom bomb, And when the crowd wants me don't go crying to your mom, Think you're pretty cool cause you're totin' a gat, Man you's a coward if your power must rely in that, Talk 'bout my mother? You'd kill a brother? I feel sorry for a man who's lost site of his morals, Your rhymes are meana, my rhymes are cleana, If suckin' was a contest you'd be the winna, Bust up your spleena, eatcha' for dinna, Cause everywhere I go is where the grass is always greena, So now I guess that it's time I pick an MC name, I know that's how you fellas like to play this game, So I'll be MC Symph, that's short for Symphony, Cause everything you're hearing was played by me, This music's made by me, all thoughts conveyed by me, And in a few years you're gonna be paid by me, Now hear my guitar!
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Daniel Eboli
May 31, 2009
Very funny and uterlly pointless. I luv it
Pidgeman
Mar 08, 2009
Very funny, liked it.
John Holgate
Mar 03, 2009
ALRIGHT!! That needed to said!! (I refer to your lyrics)!! You freakin' well tell 'em!!! Classic. - John