Travelogue

by Vivace

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  • Immediate download of 11-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.

    Samples include;
    Mr. Scruff - Chipmunk
    Gil-Scott Heron - Being Blessed (Interlude)
    Deadmau5 - Raise Your Weapon
    Odjbox - Ebony Rhapsody
    The King's Singers - The Promise
    Sugar Billy Garner - I Got Some
    Mr. Scruff - Eardrops
    Mr. Scruff - Ambiosound
    Lionel Hampton - A Taste Of Honey
    CAN - Pinch
    Diamond D - Freestyle (Yo That's That Shit)
    Mr. Scruff - Ug
    Cypress Hill - Throw Your Hands In The Air
    Ben Howard - Are You Ready?
    Ben Howard - Keep Your Head Up
    Ben Howard - Only Love
    Mr. Scruff - Fish
    Fats Waller - Hold Tight (Want Some Sea Food Mama)
    Steve Reich - New York Counter Point
    ... more

     

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01:05

about

This album is Vivace's second album. It combines Hip-Hop and Jazz elements to create something unique.
This album DOES contain samples stated in the download description.

credits

released 19 October 2013
Thanks to,
Rob,
& David.

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Track Name: Intro
Being blessed and not just being able to float on out, I'm saying if uh, If you gotta pay for, things that you've done wrong, uhh, I got a big bill comin' haha, at the end of the day, hahaha.
Track Name: Trout
It's from the heart so you know that I'm real
So you can relax because I'm sargent seal
(Shit) Ye, ye, you either like it or you don't
And in fact you will
Stand in awe and watch your brother catch wreck
My credit is good and I never bounced a check
But if my funds run low and my shit get's critical
It's off to the chemical
Got to give a shout to the Large Professor
Thought I lost his number but I left it on my dresser
On and on and on like the Mississippi
Not on a gangster tip
Ayo I'm not a hippie
I'm just an ordinary (nary)
Brother who is very (very)
Dedicated to real rap so don't compare me to another brother
Cause I'm the type that'll smother
A wack MC, his DJ or any other
Member of your crew, not a thing you can do
Gotta say peace to Infinite Kendu
Showbiz, Fat Joe, Who? Why? and Apache
Nobody can match me, and yo you couldn't catch me
In a new pair of British with the thick rubber sole
But I won't flinch,

And I'm out like a trout x8

And IAnnotate bring joy just like Anita Baker
If the girl doesn't like to smile you need to take her
To a Diamond D show, cause I bring joy
To men, women, girls, boys
Ill give a hand shake for you and your man's sake
Cause I write rhymes so much that my hand's ache
It's '92 so what you gonna do?
Barbecue or buggalo?
Yeah
And my man Show with the season Alca Wall D
We hunt down beats just like my Uncle Wally
I'll never play myself cause I don't play games
Know a lot of peeps but I say no names
So don't front pal, just fine tune it
Peace to the J.B.'s and The Flavor Unit
So don't front pal, just fine tune it
Peace to the J.B.'s and The Flavor Unit
So make like Lloyd Lindsey Young and say hello
People underestimate even though the best they make
Sounds like a big pile of shhh (sounds like a big pile of)
But I'm not the type to go out like a dimple
A brother like D makes it space (Word 'em, word 'em up)
Yeah, goin' out to Forrest Projects
Yeah and I'm out like another brother
Cause I'm the type that'll smother
A wack MC, his DJ or any other
Member of your crew, not a thing you can do
Gotta say peace to Infinite Kendu (Show)
Got to give a shout to the Large Professor
Thought I lost his number but I left it on my dresser
On and on and on like the Mississippi
Not on a gangster tip

And I'm out like a trout x8
Track Name: One For The Trouble
Dress is the word, when I display my rappin' forte
Quicker done than O.J., hey
I fix my shit, E the lyrical master
Stress me out, no doubt, I might have to blast ya
Let me ask ya, can I get busy one time?
And unwind and chill, with Cypress Hill
Huh, I go on with my bad self
I'm the four pound toter, the fill blood smoker
Never walk through the cross luggage
I'm hardcore to the Bone, I'm Thuggish Ruggish
The Green-Heights, Bandit, I be Eric Simon,
I get real determined
And one for the trouble, and two for the bass
And take it to your face with this here lyrical mix
And if you don't know, (You're?)