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This is a genre called Talking Rock. I love '70s West Coast American music. It's the music that inspires me. I also like Ennio Morricone's style. Then I mix it all up. I play electric, classical, acoustic, and 12-chord guitar. I also play bass.
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Rapper and producer from cape town
releasing a song on every 15th and 1st of the month

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New music droppin soon 🔜 💔LOST LOVE 💔🔜 stay TUNED 🔜

JP-22y
Just a guy who likes to listen music.
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Super producer, artist, workaholic, and low-key godlike

Live Performance/Music Video Out Now!!
https://youtu.be/2N9k0EU48tg?si=NpgyA4UYAROUSclu

*NEW* Tracks On @coochiecouture & @babybluerose7 #2007Boyz💕

https://www.instagram.com/1lilsunny/
new drops everyday @ 7 pm.

After finishing school mrlee 
Spent the following few  years aimlessly wandering Scandinavia in search of the fabled velvet love mitten.
Although the search for the elusive mitten was fruitless,
he spent his time collecting facial expressions in the hope of one day being able to use them to help create tongue twisting raps.
 The search for such varied expressions took him from the caspian sea to to wastelands of the bandit ridden balochi dessert.
After  many hours of soul searching he found no answer, with only his vast collection of expressions and his redman cassette for companions he decided it best to return to his native Yorkshire.
After returning he was branded an outcast and a fruity, so spent the next years in exile deep in the bowels of Scotland,   although the weather and food was bleak, the additions to the facial expression collection was outstanding, a pivotal point leading to the personification of the character we now know as Darealmrlee.
That said the collection wasn't complete enough for him to take his artistry to a satisfactory level, so once again he spread his wings this time to the rural North Poland to feast on soup made of goose blood and the worn expressions of a tormented yesteryear.
