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I would like to introduce to you an act which we are developing. B-Rock is a young rap artist.
B-Rock was brought up listening to old-school rap classics at an early age. By age eleven, he developed an interest in new-school artists such as Notorious Big, Tupac and others, all of whom have heavily influenced who he is today. B-Rock has also strongly been impacted by Eminem, which is evident in some of his songs, but not transparent. To his credit, B-Rock has a style unlike any other.
For a sixteen year old, B-Rock’s lyrical skills are very intelligent. His rapping style is very articulate and coherent and his rhyming and vocabulary are extremely impressive. B-Rock is in touch with the thoughts and feelings of the average teenager growing up in today’s world. He has his finger on the pulse of today’s youth, as well as tremendous insight into his own self.
B-Rock’s debut album, “Bipolar Disorder”, contains a variety of styles. B-Rock engages his listening audience with this characters and persona through his lyrical story telling. B-Rock’s future looks very promising, if his debut album is any inkling of what is to come.
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END OF THE ROPE
i cant hold on any longer im losin my grip
its the end of my rope i mite just slip
i got plenty of friends n shit to lose
its like gear shiftin up wen i get in my moods
n im causin truble wen i chyll wit my dudes
life aint nuttin but choice so its just wut chu choose
so sing along n bounce fa da beat
blow pounds down i smoke a ounce in my sleep
so all u smokers put cha hands in the air
yea roll up a blunt n put cha grams in da air
n its puff puff pass wen i smokin a blunt
nicks dimes n ounces if thats wut chu want
smoke 3 ta tha brain ta eaze up tha pain
commit suicide its the last time myl seasons ul change
but thas life reject or accept it
dont worry u always dont expect the unexpected
x2
i cant hold on any longer im losin my grip
its the end of my rope i mite just slip
i got plenty of friends n shit to lose
its like gear shiftin up wen i get in my moods
u know the sayin life sweet but it short
thas wrong lifez long its a bitch n it hurt
when u got some problem
self medicating
u waitin for satan
im at hells gate patient
but thas all fiction so turn it facts
got sum thoughts get um off turn um into sum raps
or i culd start losin it n load up sum gats
do a robbery a robbin spree as simple as that
but um i aint gon cuz thas hoo i aint
life aint nuttin but a picture so jus how you paint
n if u cant handle it then that mean u fake
man u nervous under pressure
im watchin u break
me ive been undedr pressure since day one
n im in livin hell lemme say its not fun
ive fucked up before a desicion or 2
u a dummy think its you are livin here too
x2
i cant hold on any longer im losin my grip
its the end of my rope i mite just slip
i got plenty of friends n shit to lose
its like gear shiftin up wen i get in my moods
the shit epic wen life flashin b4 eyes
lookin down da barrel parralell to da 45
i blow my own brains dont be appauled
every bad memory splatterd all over da wall
n dem good ones but where they at
i get shivers up my spine wen i say dat
i wont blow it n keep focus
i culd do it prove um wrong
show um i aint jokin
n show them fuckerz im betta then wut they thought that i was
always judged by adults cuz how often i bug
i dont give get arrested on possesion thats in the first
now time served
wutz worse jail or a hurst
caughtin or in coffins
brain bout ta burst
n its all becuz ****
excuse if i curse
but this L fatter then last nites is
smoke it n ima be higher den gas prices
x2
i cant hold on any longer im losin my grip
its the end of my rope i mite just slip
i got plenty of friends n shit to lose
its like gear shiftin up wen i get in my moods
