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MyNameIsCynikLethal
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Caz Lamar's Hard Metal Guitar with a Hip Hop Rythm Back Drop, Cynik Lethal delivers a Lyrical Death Blow to what is missing in Music.
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I PRODUCE PRODUCERS...I DONT JUST MAKE BEATS, I MAKE MUSIC. My contact Info: Curtis Caz Boyd L4LProductions E-Mail:L4LPRODUCIONS@MSN.COM www.soundclick.com/L4Lproductions
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Genre
Metal Rap-Metal
Charts
#10,213 today Peak #14
#453 in subgenre Peak #1
Author
Cynik/Caz Lamar
Rights
2005
Uploaded
June 09, 2006
Track Files
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MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 3:44
Story behind the song
Cynik Came to me with an Idea and I produced alongside cynik a masterpiece.
Lyrics
MyNameIsCYNIKLETHAL (Verse 1) My mind keeps playin tricks, Like its out to get me, Creepin up from behind, And tryna trip me, Tellin me Im wastin time, The clocks tickin on the industry, The markets flooded with too many MCs But I gotta get mine cuz its what I must do, Hope I bust through with a smile and a fuck you, To these corporate villains controllin the system of riches: Ill be fuckin your daughters while youre dyin and pissin your britches, This is conquest, the name of my game, Better remember my name when this place is in flames, See Im wild and untamed, Breakin out, bustin them chains, Youll see them wavin while your brian sits on the pavement Waitaminnit, isnt this entertainment? The failures of a government that cant contain this, Wheres the blame sit? Upon the faces of a shadowy organization of racists, And they cant stop, wont stop, til they get their message through, Im hopin that you know that they dont give a fuck about you, Diplomacy has failed, Now my fingers on the trigger, They say they listenin, But to them Im just a nigger But they. (Hook) Best not forget, My name is CYNIK LETHAL, Best not forget, I see the sin in people, (politicians are evil) Best not forget, my name is CYNIK LETHAL, Southside, Pittsburgh, representin all my people. (Verse 2) Get money, Get respect, Infinite power, We straight hustle, Seconds to minutes, Minutes to hours, Niggaz be dyin takin lead showers, Greedy over fiends at the scene with the green for some white powder, But we dont have to die for bullshit on these streets, Tradin clips with rival cliques until defeat, We aint immortal, we all die eventually, You choose whether you goin quietly Or quite messy, Dont you realize we have an army chillin in the hood Sellin death to our brethren like its all good, With their weapons and vests and their escalades, Its a new age, Time to prepare for an escapade, Im for a new crusade, Fuck the lottery, Its time to find a new way to escape the poverty And take whats ours from these sheep busy following Weak hollow policies dropped from oval orifices. (Hook) (Verse 3) People always say A minds a terrible thing to waste Mines just a terrible thing, When synapses start flashin mathematic rappin can happen, Just think about the dramatic terror that shit will surely bring, This is me sayin I dont give a fuck, your policy sucks, Im gonna do this til the day that I die. Since the day I was born yall been spittin this bullshit on my television, Tellin me to listen You say its truth but its lies, And sedated, And underrated, Im fallin back upon my habits, I cant have this, Seemingly green is the answer to all my fuckin problems, My niggaz are powered by hunger, You cant stop them, Untouchable forces, We rollin dangerous, growin numbers, Spreadin seeds of dissent, Rippin your mind asunder, Take a look outside, man, did you ever wonder: Is that the sound of bombs fallin or is it distant thunder? Revolution comes (end)
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