Tuesday, September 9, 2008

MUDKIDS - 'Shades (I'm Fly)' - Home Demo and 'Making Of' Video.

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Yo,

Here are the lyrics to the song I wrote last night. Yeah, I still use a pen and paper, kiddies.

While I am sure there are a lotta kids out there that think it's cool to go into the studio and 'freestyle' ("Jay don't write nothing down, man! Neither does Weezy!"), I write Songs. And do you know how much time those cats spend in the studio? I ain't got that kinda bread, man! I ain't h8n, y'all; it's an admirable talent and I'm amazed every time I watch the studio clips of Jay from 'Fade To Black'. From what I understand, Wayne's method is a little more choppy than Jay's, involving him building Songs bar-by-bar-by-Barre...heheh.

Lemme put it to you this way; If I was gonna build you a house, wouldn't you wanna know there was a blueprint (no pun intended)? I do freestyle pretty well and enjoy doing it in the live show, but the pen and the paper will always give me my strength. I really like for the whole verse to make sense from the first bar to the last. Maintaining that kinda focus would be hard for me without preparation.

Press 'play' and rap along with your buddy, Russ!






'Shades (I'm Fly)' by MUDKIDS

Every release is seminal, the victory eventual
"Mudkids Is A Army", and Redenbacher is the general
You're rockin' with the best again, Peace to TWILIGHT SENTINELS
Naptown, we break 'em down; compounds and minerals
Kick it up a notch like Emeril, I got the hot sauce
I seen a lot lost, thou shalt not floss
Or get outta pocket if thou ain't got it
Thou shalt not bear false profits or worship false prophets
It's your true idol, the new title; King Of The Freak-Flow
Super weirds, Superhero
I never say 'no', the law, the last say-so
The blow that's fatal, the coup de gras. Who we are?
True from-the-ground-up hood superstars
Literati, glitterati, we never trip on paparazzi
If ya want me, ya got me; I'm so easy to find...
Myspace.com/MUDKIDS bombin' online
Like Matthew Broderick, I 'Ferris Bueller' outta these fixes.
Keep it forward, continuous like an ellipsis
You got everything but talent like Sid Vicious
Witness, Tyler and Russ. Man, this sh*t's kismet.
Great quickness, I'm Usain Bolt on you lame dolts
Celebratin' runnin' away and hangin' with the same folks
Victory for my homeland, on and on and
Chasin' nighttime into the early mornin'

(Bridge)

Don't sleep
You might miss something good
Don't sleep
The rhymes I write you wish you could
Don't sleep
I wish you would, man, gimme a reason
Don't sleep
Cuz you never know why Rusty's cheesin'

(Ad-lib)

(Chorus)

Gimme my shades!
I'm ready for my close-up.
Gimme my shades!
I'm ready for my close-up.
Gimme my shades!
I'm ready for my close-up.
Gimme my shades!
I'm ready for my close-up.

I check myself in the mirror.
I'm fly. I'm fly.
I check myself in the mirror.
I'm fly. I'm fly.
I check myself in the mirror.
I'm fly. I'm fly.
I check myself in the mirror.
I'm fly. I'm fly.


Here is the video of me creating this demo as well as a special announcement.



TYLER KNAPP GOT THEM BEATS!

Stay in your books, kiddies. Stay on your gear, kiddies.

Respect and Grace,

Russ

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