SANITY MAKING A RATIONAL THOUGHT EP
by S.M.A.R.T.
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Clap Your Hands
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The Devil
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Soul Bye
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Soul Bye Instrumental
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about
This is an EP preview of the album "Sanity Making A Rational Thought" to be released in August of 2013. Anyone that pre-orders this EP will also get the official music video for "Soul Bye" that will NOT be released to the public. Not on youtube, not facebook, NOWHERE but the EP.
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released 21 May 2013
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The Belleville Ontario born Emcee
S.M.A.R.T. (Sanity Making A Rational Thought) aka Nic
Bambrough represents himself as a father, a touring/recording artist and a loving husband, all of which is talked about throughout his music.
As an artist and creative visionary S.M.A.R.T's drive and all around skill set is a great mix with his loving attitude towards the Hip Hop Culture (Kulture.)
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- Track Name: The Devil
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LYRICS
Charley's dad had a gun, and he held it in his right palm
talking that tough talk to the mirror, but appeared soft
where did we start to go wrong, with this adolescent he use to appear strong, good humoured and always on point, never thought to hold a joint, let alone that rifle, he felt stifled living in his fathers shadow
that weighed like a ton, to hold up it's a battle, on it's own
well dropping back to the subject, Charley never had fun
or friends that he hangs with, he was a loner, frequent moloticle stoner, no self esteem , the type to sit in the corner, depressed, too many bad thoughts rushed his head, thinking of ending them that day in his room, cocked the rifle, finger on the trigger, I wonder if father will miss me he pondered
Living like a wild cat, taken from not giving back
always on the move like hookers who don't pay the rent
she sticks another needle in, tilts her head and starts to grin
feeling all the tingles that surround her body till the end
takes a breath, tries to step, takes a hit of crystal meth
everything is moving, she's grooving while falling hits her head
feel the rush, mellon bust, making sound like cannon crush
thinking it's indefinite to fail, and fade to dust
her daddy said to marry rich, or she will end up in a ditch
as he left her on the side of the road when she was only six
so think about it, where would you end up if it was you
digging for dollars any which way you come up too
choose your path, run the wrath, knowing that its coming back
failings not an option that is stoping you from doing that
daddies never coming back, so better make the best of it
you give it up to pay the rent, your living in the hell of it - Track Name: Soul Bye
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Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul
Keep talking while I'm walkin cloud nine
You'll never have the chances or advances and that's fine
I'll never grow and you'll never show up to these rap shows
the facts show I'm banging on back doors
rock so sick yo watch it when I drop it
Lyrics tighter then a jet fighter in his cock pit
nock quick, this beat is real heavy
breakin yo neck while you bump it up in your chevy
and I'm ready for the worst so watch out now
pound for pound my grind is better finishing never
rhyming to be clever so you better quit with your whack style
facts found old school I'm holding you back pal
kid forever and I weather the storm
whatever form of style you coming with, I'm better then yours
handle your pause frauds now you fucking with god
What you thought I couldn't rock this way, you thought wrong
Hook:
Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you
And ya I fathered a son, I'll still never grow up
I keep rapin like origami while I'm folding you up
Got the big wheel deal and I keep the shit moving
first with sound improvement now we got the solos we doing
tours be cursing wether in a van or a bus
it's never a bust like man this parties a bust
still cuss like a teen and I'm never gunna stop it
watching telethons on the couch with my draws off
you fall off, cause you grow up to quick
fixin everyone around you acting like your a shrink
think before you act on it now get me a drink
cause I'm never growing up man I'm rapping for free
I ain't never growing up
I ain;t never cuttin' loose
I ain't never not gunna hit you hard with the truth
two bruises on my left arm with the proof
the proof of my devotion that I have given you
Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
Soul Bye
You know I hate to leave you baby but I'm leaving anyway
