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This is my 'News Intro' that I performed live on the air in 1987 with Radio Personality Jonathon Brandmeier and Newsman Buzz Kilman at WLUP FM98/AM1000 in Chicago. It is a parody of my own 'Party Hearty'.

RON SNYDER - The Buzzman News Lounge LIVE RADIO BIT (1987)

"What God Intended” by Nature’ Finch is a Hip Hop/R&B album that captures the life, journey, and growth of Nature’ Finch.

What God Intended

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tHATS mY Problem ( prod. Baad Beats)

Cold porch, cracked step, grown man in a hood
Trying to remember how the season ever felt good
Back then, snow fell slow like it waited for us
Now it hits like debt, like deadlines, like dust

Mom's voice carried warmth through a worn-out door
Dad swore every year he'd try a little bit more
Now the carols hit different - they sound like truth
Every note is a memory I buried with youth

Stockings on the wall, yeah, we hoped they'd stay
Now the hooks hang empty like a rent-delayed day
And the world keeps spinning but the lights feel dim
So I light one candle just to see who I've been

I walk through the winter with a beat in my chest
Tryna find the old spark underneath all the stress

Christmas in the shadows, but I still stand tall
Made of echoes, made of losses, made of late-night calls
Let the bells ring heavy, let the angels fall
If the night gets dark, I'll still find my soul

I remember the gifts - not the boxes, the feeling
That fragile little moment when the world looked healing
Now I walk past windows full of staged joy scenes
Where the smiles look Photoshopped, glued at the seams

City snow's more grey than the stories we told
But the beat keeps walking like it's breaking the cold
Yeah, adulthood hits harder than a bass-boosted track
But the kid in me still whispers, "Bring the wonder back"

So I lace up hope with a cynical twist
Wrap truth in a rhythm that the darkness can't twist
If this season's a battle, then I'm holding the line
Let the choir drop heavy in a minor-key spine

Strings rise, bells pulse, silence cuts deep
We carry what we lost and the promises we keep
Midwinter hearts beat slow but strong
Even broken voices can finish the song

Christmas in the shadows, but I still stand tall
Made of echoes, made of losses, made of late-night calls
Let the bells ring heavy, let the darkness crawl
If the night gets cold, I won't lose my soul

Snow on the pavement, rhythm in the air
Even grown-ups need magic - we just learn how to bear
If the world forgets wonder, I'll remember the sound
Of a heartbeat steady in the snow-covered ground

Midwinter Confession

No Flies (Prod. By Loyal Bones)

The Truth (Prod. LouBeats)

butchers, sugar pushers
Theyrll all out tonight, feel the subwoofers
and bass, beyond aced is what I’d rate this
moment, we own it, let’s hit a home run. 

I move only up 
A lonely dove 
Floats above
Flapping, crapping
Oaths of love 
My vote is done
I vote for me
And for peace 
And forty 
Is the new 18 
And hate breeds
Hate bro
Hey bro
Ebro 
Can I you get this 
G ohn?
Please dog 
This weeds God
And sneeze guard
Don’t stop me from
Spoiling the salad
Speaking of salads
I need mine tossed
Well I’m getting
My shoes shined like a boss.
I ate moss off a rolling stone
This frozen hole inside of me just grows…  


, butchers, sugar pushers
Theyrll all out tonight, feel the subwoofers
and bass, beyond aced is what I’d rate this
moment, we own it, let’s hit a home run. 

in a galaxy far away
there was a mutant 
in a borrowed cape
who made music 
like a jar of paint 
was between his ears
had no veneer 
just said what’s on his mind
and has brought him tears,
FEAR-less, dear kids 
I’m finna do what I want 
it’s the year, this
ones the one
where I make it
top gear 

[rap]
[female]
with my feet in the air 
and my head in the clouds 
I’m like a sprout
ever upwards
without any doubt
take a look at my crown
take a look at my town 
take a look at my life 
you’ll see what surrounds-
me is heaven sent 
forever bent
nosed I fed
moses 
licorice 
and hoes
is into this 
my wits the shit…
in prison kid
that’s where you’ll be
little one
if you don’t listen to me
learn all you can 
then burn all you can 
and yo do your best 
you’ll past this test they call life.
grab your balls I’ve
taken 11 aderalls
in seven abandoned malls 
a prison of paddle ball 
courts, I’m wearing Jorts and
hearing orders from above 
my gods love we’re all God
and music is our white dove 
beyond the intellect 
we architect 
introspection 
affection
and connection 
and expect 
me dressed in 
tie, like elections 
that don’t work right 
I’m the jerk my
goals to curve
every word 
and serve 
-ING  of sugar 
make green like boogers 
as I binged on booger sugar 


, butchers, sugar pushers
Theyrll all out tonight, feel the subwoofers
and bass, beyond aced is what I’d rate this
moment, we own it, let’s hit a home run.

Sugar Pushers Ft. ai12DIE & Gina Da Lesbian

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He be accusing fake stories, and I was trying to defend him and he doesn’t wanna accept that. Around 2016-2022 voice trolling was a thing. Don’t be confused.

prod. Oddishflp

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MONSTER w/ 941 jdub (video on yt)

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