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"Billy Woods - Dour Candy"


  

          

New album out, production handled by blockhead.

This cat has gotta be one of the most underrated emcees in the game. Style not for everyone but he's dropped some of the most jaw dropping verses I can remember in the last 10 years. Got that rare gift of addressing serious topics without sounding boring and/or preachy.

Sad that he doesn't get more recognition.

Random verse from super chron days - amazing

Ask me no questions--
In front the velvet ropes it's all bright lights and banging acoustics
Follow me backstage, behind the music
Under the masquerade, bitter old burnt quart masked by dutches of haze
You see? It's more than the words on the page
Dialectic slaves ever in the rack
So when he says he never loves a bitch
I see a little boy ashamed his mom's on that shit, on that strip
And even when she was real sick daddy ain't ever call
Ask your favorite trapper slash rapper
The one who keep working the streets, the one who ball
The merciless gun clapper who's team runs deep like a marathon
Gangsta all day long but let police get at 'em
Mouth open like the Amazon
When them crackers got you laying there ain't no rap song
It's a lonely biz - farewell to friends, tears from mom
And the hardness of eyeing your kids
Live by the gun? Trust me that Uzi weigh a ton
Play it again Sam, only this time make it look like you having fun
The great pretenders - ice grill - new blackface
So long as those teeth showing
Big spenders with mills in the briefcase, cocktails by the ocean
Models legs open
The American dream written in stifling tenements by flicking florescent lights
Desperately hoping to escape this life
The words spoken into crackling mics
B.M.W. sitting on the biggest kicks
Every black man's wish personified escape the pain playing nightsticks
In the dark, searching for that light switch
It's just a mask we wearing
Well, cause round here you either cry or you laugh
And we laughing

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