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hiphop rap comedy parody satire
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Ryan Carter is known for pushing the limits of hip-hop and challenging the unwritten rule that every rapper nowadays has to take themselves supremely serious.
Ryan Carter (born December 2, 1991 in Detroit, MI USA) is an American recording artist, songwriter, producer, and designer. He is known for his parody hip-hop albums, Carter began his music career underground with homemade CD's distributed independently. In 2013, Ryan Carter released his debut full-length album "Welcome to Planet Earth: Grand [Schemes] and Bad [Dreams]"?on several online mix-tape sites. His debut was followed by Welcome to Planet Earth 2: Supreme (Machines) and Devolved [Monsters] in 2014, Mind of the Court Jester in 2015. Ryan Carter gained worldwide recognition with his 2016 album The Exaggerated Tales Of... which has exceeded 1 million digital?sales/streams. Carter released his politically-charged album Nightmares in America on Inauguration Day 2017, which also exceeded digital sales/streams of 1 million. Most recently, Carter released The Doctorate on New Year's Day 2018. Carter has recently followed up with three singles: Trump's Throne, Meghan, and the newest Huh! Haa! Is This for Real? on Sonorous Records. Carter's latest and first instrumental album Space Between Thoughts was released on December 5th.
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Genre
Hip-Hop Nerdcore
Charts
Peak #427
Peak in subgenre #3
Author
R.Carter, D.Dumile
Rights
2016 Crazyone Studios/Crazyone-Worldwide.
Uploaded
May 04, 2019
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MP3 2.7 MB 128 kbps 2:55
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[VERSE] Dumped in the Detroit river, live from the Murder Mitten yeah, Where the crooks who poisoned the Flint city drink Is on the job, not by fate, tired of the wait for the Feds to bring deliverance to these dire straits guns fire at a higher rate, why they open-carry states? Fliers, people scatter, C-4, cut the wires Tell the Senators and Congressmen to get a grip try to think a little bit, instead of doing dumb shit What a deal, police got guns of steel one taser, a black runner, get six shots in your back, bummer A bizarre phenomenon is your vest on Take your chance, stop for him or speed away, Autobahn butterflies and love, aw, come on, Barney Clack, clack, BOOM! BOOM! Oh God, let's party He must protect the children like a big brother After that we're gonna tell the racists where the love is scared and in denial, credit or debit when the name on the card is Visa leaning to the right like they Condoleezza Grab a rump you can feel, give a soft squeeza Raw with your style, if she complains.. get amnesia Get shot with that bull-shit talk claimed my territory, took a piss on the sidewalk Can't take the morals out a good person Looking for the perfect human, start out with reverse searching you might find me in a red state Got the only CD that comes with a free mixtape Whoever do get to see me think in quiet rememberance at the final resting place of B.B. King these rhymes are the real thing, it ain't no joke bro Standing room only at my Facebook Live talk show this beat might cause encephalitis having fun hanging out with your brother's mother My love is spicier than headcheese, bigger than the three credit bureaus If they don't know, chances are joe blow Mental note: yo, dust gold records Swear to God, when I get awards I am flattered Blessed with a lame flow, published, got fame bro Invested in self, the best to oppress distress yo As I reminisce never forgot the friends that blew smoke Give it to me straight, I can't afford another fucking joke Or should I say smoke with help it's like asking the Klan to give enough rope to hang myself screw me over, I just take contempt and flaunt it The long arm of your hate couldn't even put they fingers on me 10-4, this is so simplistic another black man, way too pessimistic and artistic And no characteristics for linguistics I dedicate this to Martin Luther King, his dream's forever endless
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