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New Song: SHADYTOAD - The He Be Ge Bees Youtube: @shadytoadyo InstaGram: @shadytoadyo BandLab: @shadytoadyo Please share your insights
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So my buddy and I recorded a jam the other night, completely improvised.. and I think we created a new genre on accident... If progressive reggae blues rock isn’t a thing already. But yeah check it out it’s pretty cool. https://soundcloud.com/user-219896833-508678333/sorrow-and-triumph-a-reggae-blues-jam Let me know what y’all think, if you’ve heard anything like it, etc. P.S. I'm new to the community so idk if posting my songs right off rip is cool or not but I plan on sticking around and being an active member of the forum
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Hey everyone I wrote,produced.mixed and mastered this song and I´m just looking for opinions, feel free to give them
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Looking for critique and feedback thanks. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a3JYbXYpCK8
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Looking for critique on my freestyle. How are my lyrics, flow, voice, video production, etc? Thanks https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pbWUVQFF9o
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Looking for feedback on how my rap vocals sound. Thanks https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pbWUVQFF9o&feature=youtu.be
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My effort at freestyle SEE HIM,SLAY HIM AND EVERYONE WHO’S WITH HIM PUSSY HAD IT COMING AND HIS 0* RATING WIGGA TRIED TO RUSH ON ME BECAUSE HIS BITCH SHE FLASHED HER BUSH AT ME I REALLY WISH I DIDNT SEE THAT SKANKY HO IN FRONT OF ME SLAP SLAP SLAP TO THE SIDE OF HER CHEEK SHE’S DOWN CRACK CRACK CRACK IS THE SOUND OF YOUR KNEES YOU DOWN I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME AT THIS THE NIGHT THAT YOU WAS SAYING SHIT SEE YOU THINK YOUR A BLOOD OR CRIP SUFFER TILL I EMPTY CLIP I SAID WHEN I FIND IMA KEEP YOU GUESSING WEATHER YOU DIE WITH A MAC OR MY SMITH N WESTERN BUT YOUR TIME HAS COME IM GONNA VIDEO RECORD IT AND SEND TO MUM THAT HER SON IS A PUSSY AND HE HAD IT COMING AND WHEN YOUR ONLINE DONT GO RUNNING… YOUR MOUTH CAUSE ILL MAKE YOU GO SOUTH IN THE DIRT INTERRUPT THE FUNERAL WATCH YOUR FAMILY HURT MAKE YOUR MOMMA CRY KICK THE SOIL IN HER EYE
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Pop in my new cd Call me papa in new guinea Yall poppin crude scrutiny Bullet holes bullet holes I got a screw in me This rap shit is old Aint none of this new to me Flo is so ill, like I got the rap flu in me f*ck that isis. Asshad. Where that Putin be. f*ck that crisis. It's hard. Niggas they shootin me. Can't handle success. All the hate is just boostin me.
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I've been trying to work on my flow and content more lately and these 2 verses are what came out. Don't be scared to give feedback This rap shits gunna make instability in my home/ Trapped in a curse, but do you think Davie Jones just let motherf*ckers go?/ If Mother Nature doesn't let the homeless miss the snow/ then the f*ck are the chances of not lettin' Mufasa hit the floor?/ Too many scars in my kingdom so the pen won't let go/ Little kids wondering if gettin' paid shows/ I'm just a kid lookin' for good grades to show/ Paintin' myself with no ears like Vincent Van Gogh/ Cuz I ain't hearin' shit about CEOs/ All I want is 300 entendres down low for where I'm goin'/ Murder an entire army with 300 flows so you can watch me roamin'/ The only rebel writer poet tryin' reunite the stars with his hands/ The moon ain't gunna light right after my palms land/ Cuz the night gon go to black from white after Aphrodite's rings get jammed/ Imma f*ck the whole universe up just like my earthly plan/ Make the planets my shadow after I let my wings span/ Show my crooked smile like the theory of man/ Spat excellence back into gods face before I ran/ Spat bars of fire like motherf*ckers locked up in Sudan/ Spat another 16 after I land about how's life's just tragic/ Saw a rabbit in my peripheral and chased him for his magic/ Just to show that my words ain't too drastic/ That I spit 5 stars and only write instant classics/ Rippin' emcees brains and let it ooze out like plastic/ Leave blood on my name against the grain even if it's too graphic/ Rebel A shot to the time I only rhymed during the day to forget bout my gpa/ To when my parents asked what I was gon be and didn't know what to say/ To when I was halfway and still didn't know what to say/ Like "son what happened to gettin' paid?"/ Sorry mom but we have to see if rappin' lets my soul gets saved/ Cuz Imma spit till judgement day/ Till my skull cracks and my fingers break/ Till the bats fly out my brain and my cave caves/ Till after the ice age cuz hell gon freeze over before I worry more about my wage/ So pass me another rag/ cuz I just broke Daniels neck after my lyin' tamed/ Used his fur to get burned cuz a heart ain't got flame/ I shiver under the moon waitin' for a ladder so I can leave for as long as half my age/ Half my page/ For about half my rage/ To right my wrongs to make minimum wage/ for 5 days/ Just so they can see that breaking creativity equals no degree/ No room for A's and B's/ Enough to make you see that rappin' makes him happy/ Without a smile he just be a circle with 2 dots covered in yellow/ Coverin' his own ass just to run with the devil/ They say sinnin' is selfish desire so watch me sin on a societal level/ So sorry mom and dad but bury expectation with a shovel/ Cuz when I die my obituary's gunna say writer/rapper/rebel/
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Still unfinished but edited please let me know what you think ! Dan - Into - Verse 1- Verse 3 - verse - 5 Brad - Verse 2 - Verse 4 - Verse 6