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Date
08/09/2009
File Info
Song
1.9 MB
2 min 6 sec
Score
3.97 / 5.00

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Score:
Rated 3.97 / 5 stars
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Genres:
Hip Hop, Rap, R&B - Hip Hop - Modern
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Author Comments

Just another story. I spent a decent time trying to mix/master this song. It's still not that good, but atleast I'm trying now! Kudos to some amazing music by YunVeroz: Serial (remove the space) http://www.newgrounds.com /audio/listen/195819

Edit: Fooled around with some volumes. The background vocals were aggravating me too... Hope they're slightly better now!

EditEdit: Word, top 'o the charts! Thanks fellas (it's NG, I know you're all fellas)! My comp crashed and I've lost the original recording of this so I can't make changes, but I do appreciate all feedback and will use it on future productions. Make sure you check out YunVeroz if you like this, he's got loads of quality stuff, it's mindboggling.

My man Jones came from a broken home,
At the age of fifteen he was living all alone,
Had to eat to survive so he stole all the time,
From the young and the old and the deaf and the blind,
And the cops didn't find it funny,
Poor dummy gotta make your own money,
If you wanna stop running,
But he kept on gunnin,
He started havin fun,
And pretty soon he was locked in cell 21.

Didn't stay long cause he was only a kid,
But Jones hadn't learnt his lesson from the time that he did,
Tried to fit in with the cool kids, messin up his school grades,
Only thing he wanted was respect like the movies,
But cinemas not the best parental figure,
And his mind needed guidance from somebody who had been there,
Try to teach him morals stead of screamin with the chorus of,
Not our problem, someone deal with him for us,
Poor us, we got problems of our own.

So, alone Mr Jones roamed homes,
Slept beneath the stars on the street,
Where the cars all beep,
Cause they all got somewhere to go,
Jones, hated laughs cause he wasn't included,
Wouldn't talk shit cause he couldn't refute it,
Learned to blend in, tried to take as he please,
Wasn't ever gonna beg for money down on his knees,
Cause he wasn't a bum.

But then again a bum he would become,
Jones never finished school and he slept in a slum,
Now you're probably expecting some kind of a break,
Jones'll find a mistake in his mis-woven fate,
But no, he never found his only golden ticket,
Never came around pity for a lonely sick kid,
In fact it's almost like he never existed,
He died under a bridge and no one missed him.

And the cars still beeped, and the people still shook,
Took two weeks to find him cause nobody looked,
Jones was buried in a cemetery, barely remembered,
In a world of people just as dead as him.

Reviews


roblockheadroblockhead

Rated 5 / 5 stars

OMG

HOLY $#IT THIS IS ONE OF THE GREATEST SONGS I HAVE EVER HERD AND THIS IS COMING FROM A WHITE PERSON!!!!!!!! 100/10!


BigRed responds:

I love white people!


RovertartheadRovertarthead

Rated 5 / 5 stars

So sad lol.

Ture true thats how you can become a bum not doin much but suckin on yer own thumb. < Ha funny. Great rap man!


BigRed responds:

Man, I love sucking thumbs. :D


FarzaFarza

Rated 4 / 5 stars

Ok.............

I like it, but i think every time theirs a guy who repeats the words gets annoying, but nice.


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BigRed responds:

Yeah, I didn't totally succeed with the hype vocals. But, I'm trying! thanks


NinjaSquirrel3000NinjaSquirrel3000

Rated 5 / 5 stars

Damn...

You got me there mate.. Not many speak truth about life, life and $hit people go through. Stories of others, facts of life, disasters, and family life. Not bling, cars, or pointless $hit. Personally i hate biggots who mistreat thier freinds, pimps who leech off inocent wemon who try to make a life, not being hustled into a whore house. Rap is to tell the stories of others and putting thier life into beats, not to show off and say how much you got and hating on other-lesser people (like who wants to be at least stable in thier money situation).

Good job, again-
this is good material.
I know a producer if you'd like hit me up and i can show him your material :)

Take it easy,
Alexander


BigRed responds:

Muchas gracias for the kind words! I'm always down to check out producers, if he wants to send me some stuff I'll give it a listen! Thanks!


NightScornNightScorn

Rated 5 / 5 stars

This is very well done, and unique.

You know, I'm white, and actually I dress pretty much like a goth/biker, and I hate rap. But this, this isn't the rap I hear about a dog with his bitches and how hes toatin' all these gun and drugs and shit. This has a story, a moral.

This reaches me in a way not a lot of other things can. It teaches how life goes on, even after a death of someone, even if someone knew them or not. And in the end, we all die, we don't always get breaks and things aren't that easy. People have a lack of caring, and dont want to handle the problems of others, and are caught up in their own woe. You defiantly have quite the masterpiece here. It hit me hard, a Lil' too close to home in a way...
either way, about the music, I really like the beats going on, and the echo voice going on in the background. I like the repetitive keyboard sound, and the almost atmospheric/white noise sound at 1:37 or so. Very well done, you have a 10/10 and a 5/5 from me, me friend.

~NScorn~


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BigRed responds:

Thank you for taking the time to give something out of the ordinary a chance. I'm really glad you enjoyed it!