Hov's crazy beat had to be used again, lol. Obie did a track on it recently and it resparked my interest, so I just had to do something on it, lol. Not a whole lot to the track, just something to keep my name out there.
http://www.myspace.com/stevespag
Steve Spag - Miestro _No Intro_.mp3 - 3.85MB
http://www.soundclick.com/stevespag
Let me know what ya' think, any and all feed is appreciated.
Lyrics:
allow me to re-introduce myself
my name is spag, yeah, and this is my day//
i've been hiding like you could never find me//
i've been silent thinkin' 'bout a time in//
the future when this student will arise with perfect timing//
and i will sooth the youth with, my use of music//
i choose to do this, to boost my new shit//
and i find it amusin'//
that you're all bumpin' my shit but you're still callin' me stupid//
i ask myself, what's the use in persuin'//
when everybody i greet eventually keeps on movin'?//
boo me, i don't give a fuck what you think//
call me puiny, you can lick a nut while you sleep//
get your oozie, you said you're pickin' up in a week//
toss it to me, ain't nobody assaulting steve//
awesome movies, that is where i got this routine//
boss the new me and you'll end up lost in the sea//
it's december 4th, 2008//
and man i feel great//
it's your boy steve spag//
i'm headed for first place//
it's such a beautiful day//
and man i'm soo baked//
i ain't going away//
until i got an estate//
yeah, and some call me the mistero//
i got skills while some other rappers write slow//
so they might choke//
just like me when i am puffin' on some really nice dro//
you know, i came far, sometimes it was tough//
i'll sell my own heart for just one more blunt//
yeah, and sometimes you know you gotta be blunt//
and just tell it like it is like your girl once a month//
OH, it's not H.O.V. or//
T.R.I.C.E., baby it's just ME!//
ME!, ME!, it's S.P.A.G.//
and when i die from aging you'll praise in streets//
you'll say some things that you just had to free//
but i'm still waitin' there so i can take your dreams//
so face 'em now, because your slate ain't clean//
i'm a patient child, but i'ma rape the mean//
and i'ma state this fact, you can't escape the scene//
and if ya' say some crap, i will replace your spleen//
i'd love to pay you back, for the way you speak//
the way you hate on me, you shall await defeat//
yeah, 'cause this shit is just nonsense, it sits on my conscience//
i listen to comments and you bitches have gone dense//
admit that you've lost it and you sit in the closet//
and the reason i'm livin'; i'm invisioning progress//
Copywright: Steven Spagnuolo 2008