In My Spare Time Vol.1
by Isic Strans
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Wherever I Go
02:21
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mY bEEr gOGglez
03:23
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The Present Future
02:18
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Where You Talk That Shit
02:19
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Pristine 16s
03:39
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Tell 'Em What I Do
04:20
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released 19 November 2010
COVER ART BY: Jason Smith
COVER PHOTO BY: 'Riss'
TWITTER: @isicstrans
E-MAIL: isicstrans@yahoo.com
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COVER ART BY: Jason Smith
COVER PHOTO BY: 'Riss'
TWITTER: @isicstrans
E-MAIL: isicstrans@yahoo.com
BLOG: n/a
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- Track Name: Tell 'Em What I Do
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i lash out, done actin humble
i black out every track i run through
so back down now, rap is done
and if i can't grab your attention ima snatch from you
(im bout ta) tell em what i do
bulldoser nigga knockin down your fuckin door
dubstep rock n roll rap shit either or
i make a point to stay ahead while you need to score
you ain't ever seein' me, flex and you'll see the floor
get up with the program, i don't ever hold hands
yes i ain't a no man, smoother than a slow jam
a threat to natural habitation cuz we smoke plants
stay tappin your girlfriend call that bitch a coke can
the flow is godly make you wanna say a prayer
you gloat lot b, prolly ain't a playa playa
you got a sickness a constriction in your brain
homie even through a median i'm gettin in your lane
son im hungry and im hot headed, boil like hot kettles
mentally challenged you are but you are not special
and i rap the truth,
so keep sleepin on me
and your cedar bed frame will have a matchin roof
fuck what the clock says, i'm lettin light shine
you call this after christ? i call it my time
you feelin all disheveled, but this aint a nintendo
so cheatin in this games not gon get you on my level
you yellin out whinin, spell it out i can
stop you dead in your tracks as well as outshine you
playa just admit, you can't fuck with this, these raps is
over your head like a muslim chick
you see im leavin every record ripped rappers i ain't heavy with
everythings whatever i don't dabble in no petty shit
you can set it off but you gon prolly be regrettin it
my talent you sweatin it, standard im resettin it
i take it in stride, got you changin your minds
you intimidated by isic, i ain't even violent (hah)
perfect your craft, hit the lab, get your act right
you own the rap game? i own your rap life
there ain't no catch not gon' figure me out
this monotonous rap shit is spinnin' around
i don't wanna collab,
i don't fuck with your crew
i'm just tellin' you move,
i'm just tellin' you move so move
