Proper!! Penmanship is definitely on Point. Check me out G let me know. 

The basement. 1997. Alone in a room. Looping open instrumental parts with a dual cassette player. Recording verses on a tape recorder. No microphone. You can hear the room. Verses written for yourself. No fans. No studio. No engineer. No interest. No manager. No booking agent. No strategy. No music journalists. No bloggers. No industry. No grants. Nothing to lose. Everything to prove. aboyinaroom.

The basement. 2015. Alone in a room. Ripping instrumentals off YouTube. Recording verses on Garage Band. USB microphone. Pantyhose stretched over a clothes hanger. You can hear the room. Verses written for yourself. A few fans. No studio. No engineer. No interest. No manager. No booking agent. No strategy. No music journalists. No bloggers. No industry. No grants. Nothing to lose. Everything to prove. aboyinaroom.

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D-Sisive | Violent J

I made this in my bedroom.

Lyrics: D-Sisive
Instrumental: Pacewon|I Declare War

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Home is where my heart beats
Where my coat and my hat hang
Where the haters aim spit at your batwing
Cuz every hater is a rapper with a rap name
You will never hear of
But in their bedroom mirror
They see Kanye in their camo Foot Locker thermal spitting
Whatever diarrhea they had written
To whatever Chief Keef beat they had sitting on their PCs
Combine the two and get a feast of fucking feces
Between choruses sung with weak harmonizing
Through autotune, that sounds like a fax machine dialing
A fax machine played on 93.5, and…
This is the toilet where I swim
Home is filled with class clowns
Where Drake Graham says ‘mans’ and speaks Bakardi Slang now
Where we actually believe we’re on the map now
But the planet only wants to hear one of us rap now
I don’t care if DJ Trap from Idaho
Played your shitty Chief Keef dub on his college show
At 5 in the morning, when Idaho-ans eyes are closed, and…
Smiling and snoring, dreaming about their shite recordings
Your genetics aren’t designed to blow
Your genetics are designed to mop up Taco Bell’s dining floor
And dream of one day climbing up that high promotion
Putting cheese on beef till you retire, holmes
Home is where the buffalo roam
Rap about the Rolls Royce then take the bus alone, home
In old, torn Hulk|Mark Ruffalo clothes
Runnin’ tings…
But couldn’t book a Buffalo show
Call a sports bar and book a Buffalo show
Poster Walden Galleria letting Buffalo know
The king of Cheektowaga’s on Buffalo soil
Performing his hits while all of Buffalo’s home
Yell at the soundman cuz his muffled, dope quotes
Aren’t loud enough for the bored Buffalo ghosts
“Prices slashed at Lockport’s Gambino Ford
Free hot dogs for the kids!”
Home is where my heart beats
Where my hat and my coat hang
Where yesterday’s news ignore their toe tag
Spending their whole day remembering when
Stuck in 1997 when their 12inch was pressed
And won’t accept nobody wants to hear their record again
They’ll never be the center of attention again
I don’t mean to be mean or disrespectful to them
But it’s hard to be respectful when you’re better than them
And you get dissed like you’re the reason their relevance is dead
Grampa forgot to take today’s medicine again
A shattered lightbulb
A dim lit star
Melted ice cream
A 6” God

#aboyinaroom

D-Sisive | 6" God

@derekchristoff
#slobopera
#slobmob

written|recorded|released: 04|28|2016
recorded at Haus Of Atanas | Toronto, Canada
instrumental: GZA|Liquid Swords

I was a laughing stock
The joke of the open mic
Trying to find a gimmick that would disappoint Obie Trice
Carrot Top 
With a tickle trunk of cinderblocks
Prop repellant
Nobody wanted what I was selling
Dodging alcohol bottles and watermelons
Yelling at security…
Who the fuck brought a watermelon?
Still, I hit the stage like Apollo’s cheek
After Drago’s left hook
Rest In Peace | Apollo Creed
I never threw the towel
Instead, I used the towel
To wipe my saliva, blood, vomit, mucus, bowels
Slices on skin thinner than Karen Carpenter
Rap to me was Mary
I was a frail carpenter
The son of a genre that changed me like two nickles
With hunger to pen poems that pierce like shooting pistols
Bang!
Shot through the heart like Richie Sambora
I wanted to fly like Riche Valens in Iowa
Orville Knoblich is the ostrich with broken wings on my shoulder blades
Fueled by rejection my life and songs contain
You could never walk a mile in my laceless Vans
The greatest from my country, but still walk it a nameless man
Roddy Piper staring through a pair of Ray Bans
At an industry that sees Rocky Dennis in a plague mask
If they see me at all
So fuck ‘em till they jizz blood
Keep signing Drake clones singing over synth drums
And wonder why the world laughs at the leaf like a clever meme
Another row of empty seats in the mezzanine
Here’s something to think about
The more you know
NBC
I had a deal with EMI in my early twenties
They gave me an MPC to learn to use
All I wanted to do was rap
Not loop a sample
But was told it was beneficial to learn to produce
So I sat in the office and taught myself how to chop
When in walked Greg Nori – lead singer of Treble Charger
He asked the then-president...
'What’s up tonight?'
Was he going to Lee’s Palace for Buck 65
The president replied ‘I’m not sure I really get it’
That’s when Gregory said something that opened my eyes
He laughed and said… 
Nobody really gets it...but, it’s where everybody’s going

D-Sisive | Rocky Dennis [slob opera]

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1. Gary [introduction]
2. Dogtooth
3. Fuck Richard Attenborough
4. Fuck Paul Molitor
5. Brad's Dad
6. Rupert Pupkin
7. Fuck Bobby McFerrin

D-Sisive | The Foolish Follies Of Fatty Arbuckle [august2016]

my name is D-Sisive.
this is where i post rap songs.

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