Me and my old friend Marcus tells a story.

[astralprojection]

Back in 2003 I was in party mode. It was everything. Speed, benzos, booze, acid, e, hasch.

 

I had just bought the O2 midi keyboard and just started to learn reason for real.

This is the 10th or so beat I tried to do, using the midi keyboard and reason.

 

This beat I did at my friends small apartment, in headphones of shitty quality, on a laptop, on a couch, with the O2 in my lap.

45 min later, my friend stepped in the "booth" (his closet with a borrowed Condenser mic using a simple mic-amp NO MIXER just my sound interface with XLRs

 

Anyway, I asked him to stop and go back all the time, cause he didnt rap in the same tone as the beat. I said "darker ! sadder! fit the key of the track man!! trust me gonna be epic!"

You know how kids are. And we were kids at 21, most definately.

 

Anyway, this thing came together at the end, and while the sounds (kick, snare etc) are all Horrible Reason 3.0 stock sounds, horrible mixing, (Everything was mixed inside Reason 3.0 even the vocals, and I had to move the long vocal"bar" mm, per mm, to synch it correctly. I know, completely whack. But it turned out okay anyway for some reason....

I did my best to Re-Master an allready mastered mp3. at 128kbit. Cause I lost the original Reason project file.

 

Luckily the RMS of the mp3 was around -10dbfs so I had some headroom to fix at least some of the things.

 

Anyway, again, for the third time, the story he tells, is a story I share 100% with him brotherly.

We went to the same things, did the same things, and were best friends from the first day we met until about, I dunno 10 years later...

 

Here is the translation. I translated it rhyme for rhyme, but I didnt rhyme in english cause... well, that wouldnt work.

So its just a translation.

 

I hope you can keep up so it makes sense somewhat, I didnt add timecodes and adding lyrics to a video in Sony Vegas takes like, the longest time in the world and didnt wanna do that.

enjoy the wav (much better bass for some reason) or settle with the youtube.

 

http://www.aeap.se/ftp/mc-droger.wav (for best quality dont play thru browser, DL and play on your player. Differnt sound believe me.

 

 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Te5lc_myzE4

(headphones prefferred - thought the stereo imaging of his voice was cool back then)

mac one verse full story

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im about to tell ya a story about a dude who lost his gloria

dont ask me where or when, but heres how it starts

sometime in my teens, we were young and dumb

the troubles were heavy, we just wanted to stay high

not much mattered when we wandered the different paths

we didnt have any insight to our own well being

almost the rest just wanted to party, we were trying it all

now its been several years and im asking myself how am i doing

im standing right here at 22 years of age

more than once, people you know, even your closest friends ask you

if youre retarded, what drug are you on, can you differ a dog and a cat and if day or night

a little question btw, did you have fun at the party, you mustve been high you were pretty fucked up

still the same, so my usual answer, yeah i know, i was pretty drunk, and mingled with the people and talked about a bunch on nonsense

and now that i think about it, feels kinda stupid, that what i previously considered cool i now dont

then a little devil popped up, sat inside my ear and whispered a couple of words i hardly wanted to hear

here, have this E, swallow

fuck the conscience, crushed and swallowed

had an euphoric experience hardly recognized time nor space, just enjoyed the moment

finally i cave in and i slept, my head is kinda sore, i flow into a lucid dream,

where i sat in a cave playing russian roulette with the reaper,

he told me to stop using drugs, i said fuck you

my chest i feel pressure, woke up in a haste, with a head filled with fucked up thoughts, shit my heart is palpitating,

is there noone that can understand, how i feel, after all these years i wanna rip out my hair

stand on steady ground yet addiction calls, was in my blood under a long time, i dont wanna live in misery

with sorrow and troubles

time to end this fucked up carrier

dont call me a junkie

ive started to live healthier

i get asked all the time, is it fun to do drugs?

who the fuck do you think you are

just cus i smoked and took e, answer is obvious, u wanna keep ur head

time gets twisted, you drug yourself retarded, either braincells empty out or you become insane

drugs have ability to manipulate your memory, confuse your mind in its own little way

its own little ways so a wrong easily becomes a right

will you still think its cool to take drugs when you wake up in agony, and twist and turn in pain?

thought so

you seem like ur with me

take responsibility for yourself and pick up the pieces and put them back together

noone else runs ur path, only you, so make thinks better youre living here and now,

just keep struggling cause its not gonna be easy

you gonna notice in the end, it payed off to do right

im out, im quitting

what is the meaning

of making your own grave