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Anno Domini On Da Beat
smooth nice music tyson gurleyen
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nice rap, good quality,Eminem
Gurleyen started rapping back in 2005, has since than made a dramatic improvement in not only his writing ability, but his flow, and vocals. "I took alot of time to write and prepare tracks, i just kept doing it, i figured, the more i do, the better i'll get". He could not of been more right, he has done collaborations with many Us Artist and a few aussie artists such as damman to name one. Has been interviewed by Damman him self on his radio show and also by a dude in Brisbane. He had a great opportunity to be a professional basketball player untill november 5th 2007 when he lost his eye playing the game he loved. "No regrets, i don't let the past hold me down, you just gotta go with it, it's only another hurdle i gots to leap and my legs are just warming up''. Look out for this striving mc to blow up soon, his is the future, his just been hiding. Check him out at www.myspace.com/gurleyen www.soundclick.com/welcometothefuture www.mp3.com.au/tysongurleyen www.bebo.com/yes123
Song Info
Genre
Hip-Hop • Spoken Word
Charts
Peak #1,086
Peak in subgenre #2
Author
Tyson Gurleyen
Rights
yes
Uploaded
May 26, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.3 MB • 128 kbps • 3:37
Lyrics
Verse 1 So he sits down, takes a look at the sky Pours a 40 on the curb and asks why they died In his mind, he can't fathom the fact That his by himself, with no family just rap His name is George and he wants to say hello But his speech is slurred cause his mind's a bit slow His a bright boy, but no one gives him a chance They just look at his face and judge him by his stance Yeah, his come to terms with it though Though he doesn't appreciate being called a freakshow Though he doesn't mind, to him it's communication He'd rather that than being isolated at the station He just takes it, puts up with they abuse Cries under the sheets but not in front of you Every single day, man his had enough He'd come up with a scheme but he aint smart enough Chorus *2 There's a level of degree that you call seperation It don't take a scientist to see the relation In the case of George, life is unjust No matter what is done, he can't trust us Verse 2 So George, endeavours on a brand new road But doesn't make it far cause he forgets where he drove Going home, he gotta find the blueprints He can't seem to find the clues but see's footprints When he walks in, he see's the house is a mess Although it was clean and immaculate when he left His blames it on the cat, although he doesn't have a pet The robber is his cousin, and underneath the bed He can't figure it out so he picks up his keys Locks the door and gets ready to leave And outta no where the robber springs into action Wacks George so hard that his head hits the cabinet Blood everywhere, the robber just flees Leaves him for dead and also takes the keys Lying unconciense, George starts to breathe When he opens his eyes his looking over the scene Chorus *2 There's a level of degree that you call seperation It don't take a scientist to see the relation In the case of George, life is unjust No matter what is done, he can't trust us Verse 3 It takes about a week, before he fully recovers He feels his body stretching sleeping in something like a cupboard He can't stand it, it's freezing everywhere But he can't find a blanket to wear to block the air He tries to get up, but his body don't respond His scared now, so he screams for his mum At the top of his lungs, he screams her name out With people everywhere he gives a loud shout (YOOOOOO) And to his surprise, no one seems to respond He tries to figure out what happened but his memories gone His memories faded he can't seem to figure out Past going home to find a messy house He remembers getting hit, and hearing some ringing And hearing something like the sounds of birds singing The next thing you know, he see's a white light And hears his mother say come on son fly Chorus *2 There's a level of degree that you call seperation It don't take a scientist to see the relation In the case of George, life is unjust No matter what is done, he can't trust us
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B-MIZE
Jul 02, 2008
nice track, great choice of lyrics, really made the concept of the track shine, beat was nice - again helped with the type of track it was, everything was on point, keep doing what you do, if you wanna hook up for a collab, i'm always down bro, Much Respect.....Peace!! B-Mize