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TonyHamilton - Aqualung
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Inspired by the 1971 version by J. Tull. I chose to do a hip hop version
rap rb club freestyle killa horrorcore
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I make music on earphones microphone and I think if I ever got the chance to do whatever I want in a real booth, I would be famous, but hey everyone has to star
Tony Hubbard is an American rapper and producer from Hamilton, Ohio professionally known as TonyHamilton. He has hit top ten on soundclick and has never been in a studio, only rapping in earphones.
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Charts
Peak #280
Peak in subgenre #20
Author
TonyHamilton
Uploaded
June 02, 2019
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MP3 2.5 MB 128 kbps 2:44
Story behind the song
First is a mans down and out pov in the 1971 version. Heres the womans & mans in 2019
Lyrics
Bad habits in your medicine cabinet, a masked past cuz you was a maggot, see a vein, gotta stab it, then your soul poofs like magic, tell the world the truth, thought you was a savage, thought the sky was the limit, but the teens is your roof, peeked in your youth, neighborhood kids treat you like a stuge, used to be that dude, but you abused dog food, until you lost half your iq, dag gummit now you gummin it, bummin it, smellin like dog shit, Everyone make fun of it When you walk in front of em old homies runnin, Cuz they know wuts comin And they wanna keep it a hundred But they dont wanna feel haunted They gunnin it, no more free lunches So now all you got is you its all youre used to, so much for the crew, they got a bible hunchin over in a pew, while you huggin a bottle in ya puke, the smartest bunch takes the hardest plunge, they think about wut they done, brain is their own dungeon, think about the world and how they want it, sayin take it, but they mistake fame for greatness, new trends get replaced daily bitch, one day some one gonna put trap in a coffin and nail it, right now they failin, Just want something to get naked to bitch, wanna know something rich, trap is blacks rave music, go ahead and lose it, but i bet you drop some thotiana at a funeral, theyll get to it like its fluent, this world is a nussense, come in wit the nooses, sayin dueces for overusage of autotune, its not music, theres a time and place ho, i dont want it all over the radio, lil kids singin shake it to the floor, while moms recording it on the phone, and after thats history she wonders why her baby is a mom at 16, bitch it aint no mystery, small things can make a saint a hooker easy, now when you look at her you see a demon, well whoop the brat and you would of never seen this, no more resistance You let the devil have her innocence Now youll find her on news at 6 Found in a ditch You never wanted a kid So your parenting was shit Bitch you should of never existed Only reason im not a real rapper Cuz im on that ill shit And i dont leave a witness
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