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This Guy Is Grindin' Hard

The final product is dope.

Scarlett

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And I do what I do what I do...

OMG this is like my first beat I've made with Reason.. so be easy on me muahaha. No gimmicks on this one.

LISTEN:


DOWNLOAD: HERE

I rap outta my closet. Yeah, thas wassup booooy.

Beamer, Benz, Or ... ?

Check out my homie Skitzo doin' his thing over the Beamer, Benz, or Bentley instrumental. Sick beat. Sick emcee.



Oh, and if you haven't heard: TrackStars is back! ya digg?!

The Bright Lights

Number 2 is up, and it's called Livin'.

LISTEN: HERE
DOWNLOAD: HERE

I'm keepin' the ball rollin' so i'll see you next week ;)

Homegirls :)

Here with the first post of the... year?! :O

Anyways, I've completed my first music project of the summer, and I call it: Homegirls. I used this as a chance to play around with different sounds/effects that I have recently acquired, which means the focus of this piece was centered on the production. So yes, here we go:

LISTEN: HERE
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P.S. Strangely enough, this one's for my homeboys. I finally made the song, so who's making the shirts? ;)

Slip of the Tongue

My glares burn through her.
And I’m sure that such actions aren’t foreign to her
because the essence of her beauty is, well, the essence of beauty.

And in the presence of this higher being,
the weakness of my masculinity kicks in,
causing me to personify my wannabe big-baller, shot-caller,
God’s gift to the female species with shiny suit wrapping rapping like,
“Yo, what’s crackin shorty how you livin’ what’s your sign what’s your size I dig your style, yo.”

Now, this girl was no fool.
She gives me a dirty look with the quickness like,
“Boy, you must be stupid.”
so I’m looking at myself,
“Boy, you must be stupid.”
But looking upon her I am kinda feelin’ her style.

So I try again.
But, instead of addressing her properly,
I blurt out one of my fake-ass playalistic lines like,
“Gurl, you must be a traffic ticket cuz you got fine written all over you.”
Now, she’s trying to leave and I’m trying to keep her here.
So at a final attempt, I utter,
“Gurl, what is your ethnic makeup?”

At this point, her glare was scorching through me,
and somehow she manages to make her brown eyes
resemble some kinda brown fire or something,
but there’s no snap or head moement,
no palm to face, click of tongue, middle finger,
roll of eyes, twist of lips, or girl power chant.
She just glares through me with these burning eyes
and her gaze grabs you by the throat.

She says, “Ethnic makeup?”
She says, “First of all, makeup’s just an anglicized, colonized, commodified utility
that my sisters have been programmed to consume,
forcing them to cover up their natural state
in order to imitate what another sister looks like in her natural state
because people keep telling her
that the other sister’s natural state is more beautiful
than the first sister’s natural state.
At the same time,
the other sister isn’t even in her natural state,
because she’s trying to imitate yet another sister,
so in actuality, the natural state that the first sister’s trying to imitate
wasn’t even natural in the first place.”

Now I’m thinking, “Damn, this girl’s kicking knowledge!”
But, meanwhile, she keeps spitting on it like
“Fine. I’ll tell you bout my ‘ethnic makeup.’
I wear foundation,
not that powdery shit,
I wear the foundation laid by my indigenous people.
It’s that foundation that makes it so that past being globalized,
I can still vocalize with confidence that i know where my roots are.
I wear this foundation not upon my face, but within my soul,
and I take this from my ancestors
because I’ll be damned if I’d ever let an American or European corporation
tell me what my foundation
should look like.”

I wear lipstick,
for my lips stick to the ears of men,
so they can experience in surround sound my screams of agony
with each lash of rulers, measuring tape, and scales,
as if my waistline and weight are inversely propotional to my value as a human being.
See my lips, they stick, but not together.
Rather, they flail open with flames to burn down this culture that once kept them shut.
Now, I mess with eye shadow,
but my eyes shadow over this time where you’ve gone at ends to keep me blind.
But you can’t cover my eyes, look into them.
My eyes foreshadow change.
My eyes foreshadow light.
and I’m not into hair dyeing.
but I’m here, dying, because this oppression won’t get out of my hair.
I have these highlights.
They are highlights of my past atrocities,
they form this oppression I can’t wash off.
It tangles around my mind and twists and braids me in layers,
this oppression manifests,
it’s stressing me so that even though I don’t color my hair,
in a couple of years it’ll look like I dyed it gray.
So what’s my ethnic makeup ?
I don’t have any.
Because your ethnicity isn’t something you can just make up.
And as for that crap my sisters paint on their faces, that’s not makeup, it’s make-believe.”

I can’t seem to look up at her.
and I’m sure that such actions aren’t foreign to her
because the expression on her face
shows that she knows that my mind is in a trance.

As her footsteps fade, my ego is left in crutches.
And rejection never sounded so sweet.

Dr. Dre HP Envy Laptop

Anticipation

DJ Hero Opening Cinematic.
Justice - Genesis vs Dizee Rascal - Fix Up, Look Sharp

I'll keep you guys guessing.

I took the night off.. For you..

Epic

Hip Hop Confessions By Skillz

My hip hop confession is... i have never listened/ i will never be able to recognize a wu-tang track. ... yeah yeah.. i know iknow!

Everyone is a hip hop head now. No joke, i get texts messages if i happen to sleep on a Drake track that got realeased 12 hours ago.

The intro of the video will explain everything, But if you're a hip-hop head, listen to underground, someone who listens to indi rap, needs to have the song as soon as its leaked kind of person. You need to start watching these. Cause these episodes are refreshing. A real good look at the non-mainstream side of hip hop. Be sure to watch the other episodes.

Skillz presents: Hip-Hop Confessions episode 2.1 from Visually Inklined on Vimeo.

http://hiphopconfessions.com/

Successful

Pros:
finally a Drake video with some shred of intelligence
Waynes verse is gone
The quote of Barak Obama in the end

Cons:
They cut Drake's last verse

On the fence:
Trey's new verse

Dope track. Dawup video!

Guess who's spring 09 collection this is...

hint?
CLICK ME

Who woulda thought. dawup!

The Re-Up

Arite y'all! Here's a download link to one of my older tracks, written and produced by.. me! Peep it:

NEZZY - Pourin'

And so... let's get this ball rolling...

this man is a beast

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