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Donwill: This song was actually named 'Im'a win' but I changed it. The name of this song comes from my love of watermarks. You will actually hear the 'Diwadiwadonald' watermark featured on a few songs throughout the project, simply because I like how watermarks sound. They are so fucking intrusive, especially when you are listening to some shit you really like. But when done correctly they are MAGIC... I'm not gonna tell you what watermark I'm imitating here but i will say the downloaded and burned copy of this cd etched that damn watermark into my brain for ever, to the point that when I play the purchased version of the album I miss them. this particular watermark is placed to cover a mistake that i made and didnt wanna fix.
SuhBURB: This is probably one of the oldest beats that Don picked for the album. Like a lot of my work, it had gone through a couple incarnations before he got his hands on it, and the details didn't really come together until I was mixing the album. It's a real 'producers revenge' mix: the drums are dumb low, the sample is distorted to shit, etc. etc. Doing this and a lot of the other beats on here, I was starting to get really tired of how my samples were sounding. I started making beats from a love of jungle and drum & bass, and the immense loudness of the music fascinated me. This, in a backwards way, tries to get at that.
lyrics
dedicate til im dead in a crate/ and hauled off yall lost a livin and breathin great/ so lets celebrate like its 1999 again/ pray i write a rhyme my pen collectin dust and gathering/ bear the weight of the world, the fate of me and my girl/ debate the pay or the toil of makin watched pots boil/ just like a shots recoil i aint wastin no energy/ him famous, the infamous don f kennedy/ upon the bullets entry he, fled the life he led/ bled every word he said gushin forth from his head/ hand and heart, scan the charts son you'll find none like him/ crawl before you walk, stumblin to run and bite him/ mc's is teethin on the three ring or composition ruled/ (im) opposite the rule, following the path of them fools/ im self made, self taught, demons self fought/ out to pay myself first so the album self bought/ felt caught between a rock and hard place, rockin at a hard pace/ (like) rock hard in a broads face huggin on the first date/ a wolf in sheeps clothing, vintage jeans need sewing/ flippin nike boxes open, scuffless kicks that aint been broken in/ flyest thing flowin next to delta beverage service/ why you aint go first? yeah dog i know you nervous/ if i was you i would be too, im disgruntled and dont like you/ no tellin what i might do...
