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T-Pain - Turn Me Up.mp3 
2009-11-06 - extension: mp3 - size: 2 MB
T-Pain - Turn Me Up.mp3
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Elliot Friedman - "OK With Me" MP3: http://www.elliotfriedman.com/mp3s/elliotfriedman-okwithme.mp3 Something I created last night. (More) MP3: http://www.elliotfriedman.com/mp3s/elliotfriedman-okwithme.mp3 Something I created last night. I think it really needs a vocalist doing harmonies or a complimentary vocal part on some of the longer held notes. The capo is on the 7th fret which is pretty high, but perfect for my vocals. And the tuning is in D-A-D-F#-B-E (or open D). Lyrics: So you wanna be all by yourself, And you don't need anybody else. That's OK with me. That's OK with me. So you have to turn your head away, To avoid seeing yourself this way. That's OK with me. That's OK with me. But nobody stays the same and makes it to the end. Something will have to change to make it to the end. To make it to the end. So you have to put up all your walls, To stop yourself from taking any falls. That's OK with me. That's OK with me. When the music drowns the pain away, Nothing can hurt you or make you pay. That's OK with me. That's OK with me. But nobody stays the same and makes it to the end. Something will have to change to make it to the end. To make it to the end. To make it to the end. © Elliot Friedman 2006. (Less)
JoePro - So Real Part improv, part fragmented verses, all put together and recorded in less than an hour.
Free mp3 (More) Part improv, part fragmented verses, all put together and recorded in less than an hour.
Free mp3 download:
http://www.zshare.net/audio/111827995a117eb9/
Another recent song: "Unsung": http://www.zshare.net/audio/107079399ce59b5f/
"So Real" Lyrics:
I'm like a fucking budding flower with the dew drops still on me
you can pick me up and flaunt me if you want to
I'm sitting here, so unknown, so ungrown
with so much going for me and so much to go
Ive got so much life in me, life that hasnt even surfaced
Ive got worlds of life in me, galaxies and universes
Ive got so much time its fucking beautiful, Im just a kid
I still have yet to begin, no'n to lose, so much to win
but I feel like I'm fucking going insane
through the pain and strain of feeling my hope drain
I feel now like I can't possibly succeed
at ANY fucking thing I try
is this the way the world hangs out people to dry?
are you telling me I shouldn't even try?
cause for so much blinding hope and huge attempts
I'm pretty much still in the same place in any sense
and its gotten to the point where my fragmented thoughts
can only stay out of insanity by banging on pots
by clinging to some shred of a beat
so I can keep telling myself I've still got something ahead of me
but what can you do to change a world that ignores you
it would even be better if it deplores you
so at least you're making a difference at least you've been aknowledged
you ain't just being sucked into the monotonous scheme of college
I aint just the realest rapper, Im the realest person you'll ever meet
I aint a picture perfect image encased in gems so fresh and neat,
the way you see me in videos is the same as in person,
I dont wear a different suit for the million different shots or the verses
what is this rhyming this rapping
this need to write
the need to accomplish enormous feats of might
this need to hear and see and touch and taste beauty
this need to succeed is above all my duty
this need to put beats down on the sheet
and feel 'em rip through the surface and come alive for me
Im describing it as best I can
but my mind works a million miles an hour faster than my hand
ITS SO FRESH BECAUSE ITS REAL, SO REAL BECAUSE ITS FRESH
just wait for me to get this dark and heavy shit off my chest
and you'll hear the rest, like you never imagined rap
how bout that, its all about emotions, in fact
so how far away are we...
from this new deity
IM OVERDUE still approaching so belatedly
Just listen to my music, i dont care if you know the sense in it
or if it just gives you a thrill because of how intense it is
or because of whichever part of your life it gives emphasis
but it makes you real no matter for what reason you intended it
I dont need drugs I got my own special recipe
I get high spinning the beats about my destiny
but its a physical addiction, it controls the rest of me
governed by necessity it holds me so messily
This need: the need to feel the beat beneath my feet
to stand alone in a valley with the beat surrounding me
to go alone to the moon and to the bottom of the sea
it awakens all other passions I've never even seen
I CAN FEEL IT WANTING TO BE FUCKING ERUPTING OUT OF ME
but a line is only a single pebble in the pond surrounding me
SO FUCKING LET IT BURST I DON'T CARE IF IT HURTS RESOUNDINGLY
So strap me to the table and attach the cords
and turn the knobs up all the way
I've fought with so many different swords
I could die or get born today (Less)
T-Pain - Turn Me Up .mp3 2009-11-06 - extension: mp3 - size: 3 MB
T-Pain - Turn Me Up
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