A song I wrote in the spring of 2010. The first voice is from the POV of the hypothetical Diddy, the second verse is my POV, and the third was actually a top-of-the-dome freestyle that I spat so I could actually record the song before my roommate got back.

The beat for this particular song is the Jaylib instrumental "The Red" from the album titled "Champion Sound."

I Wrote This For Diddy

I add a second verse that no one asked for to this song.

http://www.thefader.com/2011/06/10/vince-staples-michael-uzowuru-martin-ruger-king-mp3/

Vince Staples & Michael Uzowuru - Martin Ruger King (feat. Astroblack)

Lyrics by Astroblack
Produced by DJ Ex Machina from the album "The Awkward Machine"
http://djexmachina.bandcamp.com/

Additional production by Astroblack//Sample: "3.214" produced by Madlib for "Madvillainy 2: The Madlib Remixes", performed by MF DOOM

Pop Culture Echo Chamber (Part I)

Verse 1: Astroblack
Pardon the interruption; I won't do no fakin' or frontin'
I'm bluffin', a skinny fat nigga eatin' nothin' but muffin
Tops; wearin' skinny jeans but often females is not
Oh well, hell, I still eat 'em like its all that I got
I ain't got shit but a bottle of Beam and a want for the fame
Untamed, I'm a lion I got pride for the game I spit
And I spat, give myself a pat on the back
A shot of bourbon and a backpack full of tracks
I wrote on my arms with a pen, no paper to attack
Junkie; the pen is the syringe, ink is the smack
Yeah I'm Astroblack, not your average space cat
I'm a head case, unstable mentally if you're feelin' me
Can't become worried about the energy I'm spillin', B
See, I am me; you, too; three's company
Four pairs of four pairs of shoes; makes eight for my feet to walk through
Here's the game's facts: I don't smoke weed, I do drink though
And I'm kind of like a baker, I need the dough
I gotta let you know that aside from the fame
I need money to buy all of those ridiculous things
I hear about when I'm listenin' to Kanye and Jay
Basquiat in my bathroom, bedroom paintings change everday
Waldorf-Astoria, Hilton Arc de Triomphe
Melinda Gloss Boutique for clothes to show off
Haute couture fashion, art to be worn
I swore when I got that big check I'd buy a new wardrobe

Verse 2: Ache-G
I'll stop banging when King Kong quits 
I wrote this rap while token; call it my high shit 
Sittin' on the couch ghost breathin' bong rips 
Browsin' r/trees if I could find it 
To supply my idle time I'm learnin' how to hassle assholes 
Daily trips to Wal-Mart stichin' bombs inside of satchels 
Pass out in the car; that's what I call sleepin' 
Heard y'all creepin' around and the perverts be a-peepin' 
Fuck you up once, second time I make it deep and 
Do it with my hands 'cause weapons make it cheapened 
If violence begets violence, than silence begets silence 
Take a chill pill, kid, this is Vicodin just try it 
Ever since I was young, I slept with open eyelids 
Accumulatin' cool shit like the motherfuckin' Spy Kids 
Hip-hop head goes hard, I mean shit are you hearin' this? 
We're not fuckin' clownin' so yeah bitch we're serious 
Still comin' up and I might never even make it 
But I enjoy destroyin' rappers, maybe that makes me a sadist 
Soon I get those global girls; international relations 
Never felt at home because I belong in all the nations 
Smokin' weed with everyone from Asians dudes to Haitians 
Wreckless on this beat someone give me a damn citation 
Goin' fuckin' hard I'm the boner inside your waistband 
White Russians cooked the track and Ache-G just fuckin' ate it

Production: http://soundcloud.com/dj-schmee-j/dj-schmee-j-math-uk-ya-were

Ya (Bitch), We're Serious

I apologize for crappy quality. Hopefully next time I upload something I'll have a new XLR cable.

Mr. Muthafuckin' eXquire - Make Me Rich (feat. Nick Flare a/k/a Astroblack)

https://soundcloud.com/exqomania/make-me-rich

Maybe one day my dreams'll come true.

My verse:

I thought the only way to become rich was to become bitch
Or like a magician or illusionist, turn some tricks
I'm not pokin' out my ass to make a buck
Fuck your typical ways, I got no motherfuckin' luck
So I'm stuck being broke, poor, and out of my mind
Wonderin' if I commit the crime, is it worth the dime?
Or even my time? If caught I'll have to lie
Come up with an excuse to recuse me from the truth
I must, be wealthy in the future
So how am I gonna do it? No one ever became rich losin', stupid
So like fluid movin' I gotta be smooth in doin' to it
But I won't hold my breath until I'm blue to prove it
Fuck it
Until I kick the bucket, I'ma be like the man from Nantucket
Tell your girl to suck my dick and love it
So my verses turnkey until I come up
Shinin' so bright you'll think it's mornin' I'm the sun up

Make Me Rich

Reddit hip-hop cypher vol. 6
Instrumental: https://soundcloud.com/bigossoul/susan-is-my-wife/s-TQbbM

LYRICS:
It's Nick Flare McLaren and I'm mad horny
Jackin' off to porn since 12 now it's mad boring
When my old man was snoring I'd sneak into his room
Grab a tape from the stash escape back to my tomb
Put that shit in the VCR turn on the vacuum
To drown out the noise from the girls on the tube
Ejaculate in my tube socks, so I do my own laundry
But my room was never clean: my parent's favorite quandry
Up next: homemade sex toys boys will be boys
Microwaved banana peel, closest thing to the feel
Of sex; or so I imagined
Until the first time Tiffany let me finger blast 'er
Then I heard a clatter from the stair well
Almost had a heart attack, died, and gone to hell
Or jail--if her dad caught me in the act
Had to think fast, thank God I'm a brainiac
Threw her over my knee and put my hand on her ass and clapped
He asked me what I was doin' told me it get out fast
I said "your daughter was actin' a monkey so I had to spank her"
He told me to leave and never come back
So three days later I came in her lap


Tiffany I

Reddit cypher vol. 14

Instrumental is: "Get No Better" from Clear Soul Forces

Quarter Past Fate

"On Some Dope Shit"

Written by Nick Flare McLarn

Production Credits Belong To Someone Else Whose Name I Need To Get, the instrumental is called "#DOPE 6"

NiCK Flare