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From the heart (rap sample)

2009-06-17T01:09:00.000-07:00

Song: From the heart (demo)
Artist: George Anto
Contact: +91 9969085962
Email: george.anto@gmail.com
Place: Mumbai, India

Verse1

Why I get this feelin’ like I’m pressin’ me hard.
I try ta hit the ceiling tryna rip it apart.
It’s crazy stuff I’m dealing baby gimme a start
Gimme a dart your heart is baby what this crazy dude asks.

You know I’m kinda slow when I begin ta flow.
Like I’m waitin’ for the sun before I’m diggin’ my show.
Once the dawn breaks these lyrics then begin to glow.
Begin to grow its crazy but its worth you know.

When we’re chatting on messenger we keep pullin’ up pranks.
At first I was a stranger and my stuff was all lank.
Then she knew there was no danger this dude is crazy and swank.
Praise me with ranks cuz u know, that I’m not hazy and blank.

You’re the kinda dame where my rhymes I would bank.
To lemme write this stuff you baby I thank
It’s kinda mesmerizing since in your name that I drank.
The way that I stand so grand see I’m baby jus’ joining these hands.

Chorus:
Feels like I’ve jus’ gone crazy and I’m tryin’ too hard.
This girl cool and this is from the heart. (x2)

Verse 2

Now I’m impressin’ my unsual baby jus’ in slots.
And this is third in the order so lemme thrust it hot.
I’m tryna baby show ya all the skill that I got.
Cuz you know baby what? Actually there ain’t any plot.

Lemme a-yo sweetie jus’ change the track.
Jus’ done up with my lunch and you know that Anto’s back
And I know this is the right time to jus’ hold your hands.
Play my pranks you’re in my arms so baby let's romance.

Lemme a-yo sweetie jus’ play with your hair.
I’ll be kissin’ you bare there are tons of it that I wanna share.
I’m feelin’ jus’ uneasy with your piercing glares, piercing stares,
Baby I swear lemme love you like the world I don’ care.

Throw those flashy ear rings they are jus’ screechin,’ eh
The silence can’t be broken by the shrieks they make.
Our violence I’m promotin’ note the advantage.
I’m on rampage so lemme read you page by page.

Chorus:
Feels like I’ve jus’ gone crazy and I’m tryin’ too hard.
This girl cool and this is from the heart. (x2)

Verse 3

Okay chill on a yo sweetie I won’t piss you off.
I know that u ain’t ready I wanna miss you not.
This girlie won’t stroll in mist and froth.
Don’t ditch me now I too love alligators and crox..

She is a crazy prankster, bit untidy though.
Can’t mess around with her jus’ hands up yo.
Cuz this girl is like a twister donno which way she’ll go.
She jus’ flips the schmo’s still I baby kiss her toes.

You wanna keep on reading okay as you said.
You love these trees and mountains cool I’m impressed.
You’re stubborn and headstrong see I’m feelin’ blessed.
Don’t take my test baby say that virtual yes.

When I’m on with you I jus’ never misbehave.
I know I’m very new so lemme grip the shade.
Cuz you’re the kinda drug I’m an addict to it.
You can’t strip the knave please don’ baby whip this slave

Chorus:
Feels like I’ve jus’ gone crazy and I’m tryin’ too hard.
This girl cool and this is from the heart. (x2)

Why I get this feelin’ like I’m pressin’ me hard.
I try ta hit the ceiling tryna rip it apart.
It’s crazy stuff I’m dealing baby gimme a start
Gimme a dart your heart is baby what this crazy dude asks.

You know I’m kinda slow when I begin ta flow.
Like I’m waitin’ for the sun before I’m diggin’ my show.
Once the dawn breaks these lyrics then begin to glow.
Begin to grow its crazy but its worth you know.

When we’re chatting on messenger we keep pullin’ up pranks.
At first I was a stranger and my stuff was all lank.
Then she knew there was no danger this dude is crazy and swank.
Praise me with ranks cuz u know, that I’m not hazy and blank.

You’re the kinda dame where my rhymes I would bank.
To lemme write this stuff you baby I thank
It’s kinda mesmerizing since in your name that I drank.
The way that I stand so grand see I’m baby jus’ joining my hands.

Chorus:
Feels like I’ve jus’ gone crazy and I’m tryin’ too hard.
This girl cool and this is from the heart. (x4)

- By George Anto

Check it out on a head fone baby!
;)

Orkut Rap 2

2009-06-16T23:54:00.000-07:00

Well, it’s my pleasure to write of baby all good things.
You’re right, eh!
Me too bitten by this orkut’s sting.
Thought’s distinct.
I’m yelling baby on this brink.
Born to ink,
I got hey many rhymes to fling
Chimes to chink.
I can get you baby all in sync.
My instinct
Will force you go enthralled and pink.
Sprawl and think.
Anto can’t be scrawling jinx.
Time jus’ shrinks. Jus’ rip it if these lines jus’ stink.
I’m rollicking... striking every joint and nook.
Anoint my book.
These scraps are playing like a hook.
Fright and shook.
Are the faces I can look.
Not a crook.
You know I’m flowing like a brook.
Orkut’s good... a place where we cannot pretend.
We meet our friends
and end up meeting friends of friends.
Cent by cent
Anto baby blends the trend..
I'll have to end...cuz now i'm baby drenched in stench!

- George Anto

Orkut rap

2009-06-16T23:52:00.000-07:00

All u pretty girls can come and sit in my shade
Y'all can blather, gossip, knit and hitch n parade.
As we blabber matter we spill tricks of the trade.
Cuz in my Royal Mansion ya'll find bricks of a grade.

Now, Anto a grenade, like Benedict I’m obeyed.
Like a Casanova yo I’m kissed n am praised.
When I start to rhyme, I jus' stick to my phrase.
Then I close ma eyes n reminisce my ol’ dayz.

We all have our ways. Y'all can join my brigade.
All the world is a stage. Every girl is a babe.
Anto's got the rage, with 'em words yo I play.
A potter with his clay on jus’ any fuckin’ day.

Now, what I wanna say with these rhymes on display
is yo people keep on scrapping, no-no way to evade.
The reason why I’m rapping, simple, join my crusade.
Cuz every day that’s passing you’re one step closer to your grave!!

- George Anto

Perfect things

2009-06-16T23:47:00.000-07:00

Perfect things are sometimes fake.
Some transparent and some opaque.
All that slithers is jus' not snake.
And Anto starts a new debate.

Once a while what Anto Spake.
Was Godforbid just a mistake.
My ass forever thy shall not take.
A simple thing that a human makes!!

Mistakes shouldn't be stacked and piled.
A wrong number that we all dial.
Just wink an eye and flaunt a smile.
My repo thy shall not defile.

Anto, dude, can not be riled.
It's fine to live by err and trial.
As a victim I won't turn hostile.
That's George Anto and that's my style!

- George Anto

Parry & Prat

2009-06-16T23:44:00.001-07:00

Well this has nothing to do on with the ‘Go to sleep’ track.
This is George Anto, jus’ penning on a slippery scrap.
Glittery Jack, you might be thinkin’, how do I know that?
Cuz it’s the strep-to-coc-cus story of our Parry and Prat.

Parry is spider man, every day he would be back.
You’re on attack Prat. Rubbing yoh back he’ll be biting yoh strap.
Stripping yoh slacks. Relax, then he’ll be biting your twat.
He’ll eat you out like baby you’re his heavenly snack.

Yo this is whack. There’s nothing in the world that he lacks.
He’s got the knack. You’ll be screamin’ while he’s screwin’, quack quack.
Making an impact. Yeah baby, He’ll be filling yoh crack.
Every leaf that you jus’ never shaved they would be intact.

Make on a pact. Hey baby jus’ insure up your patch.
It will pay you every penny any minute it’s scratched.
George Anto stays, jus’ plays, don’ baby ransack.
I’m yoh buddy baby and this is how the way that I pack.

- George Anto

Ah! Life!

2009-06-16T23:16:00.000-07:00

You’re askin’ for a six??

Okay, lemme roll the dice.

Thanks girlie, Natty.... for all that advice.

If ya still jus’ ain’t convinced,

I don’t mind restatin’ on my lines.

Don’t u know?? A cat wearin’ gloves... baby, catches no mice!!!

Have more than I show.

Speakin’ less than I know.

But if I’m content with my soul,

Then I’ll never f***in’ grow.

I keep pullin’ pranks,

Ya shouldn’t be minding those.

Life is a winding road,

If I slip then I’m a toast!

Now, I ain’t the kinda guy who keeps spillin’ up his guts.

This world’s after my nuts!

I’m composed and I rebuff.

To cut a long story short…

I’ll say, “Life is a f***in’ slut.”

I’m up to my nose in shit.

I’ll better keep my mouth shut!!!!!!!

lolz

- George Anto....

Bluechimp?? lolz

2009-06-16T23:15:00.000-07:00

It’s okay..
We do it all day..
Nothin’ new to me..
Jus’ a game and we play..
Teamin’ with the best guyz, the best of all…
Only up’s no downs… and the graph would never fall..
Well, it's tp, that’s what I call it….
Jus’ scrap some line’s and pop some shit…
When I’m late to reply then I’m off from my desk…
I’ll drop off my best when my mind is at rest…
Jus’ the frenzy… immersed in this thing.
While I’m versin’ I’m pink….Ya’ll burst when I sing….
Notorious…. I’m the worst little imp…
Bluechip!! Did someone call me bluechimp??

- George Anto

Bang!!

2009-06-16T23:14:00.000-07:00

Well, it was the bull run
Now the phase is bearish.
Natty, if I take a break
I’m sure I’ll perish.
I told u I’m relaxed
Yo, I ain’t famished!
With rhymes I’m lavish.
Reclined and ravished!!
Goin’ to Africa?? What for?? to disappoint??
My sick f***in’ mind!! Why don’t u too come and join?
There won’t be power cuts in places like Zimbabwe.
I’m pretty much sure it’ll be better than Bombay.
Well, if u’re calling me an animal
Then wen! would take charge.
Rag u like hell. Leave you with thick scars.
In dazzling daylight you’ll see ‘em sparklin’ stars!
Think I’ve taken stuff too far
Everything’s soundin’ now bizarre….
lol

- George Anto

Who the!!

2009-06-16T23:13:00.000-07:00

Back on my desk, for me the day’s sick….
So gotta hit ‘em keys, yo I’m back to basics.
My workin’ place fixed,
Mind is all pissed!
Thoughts jus’ cocktailed… like I’m fulla shit!!!!

I keep stirrin' up shit...
This life is a bitch...
Think i should cool off...
Care a damn! jus' F*** it....

I see the day sail
My thoughts are derailed….
Now, all jus’ seems damned…
Like my mind is f***in’ jailed….
Well, u’re after my throat.
I’ve been makin’ these notes.
Won’t baby give up, your chance is remote
These fantasies float, with the shit that u gloat
Breathe easy baby, I’ll loll, I’ll repose.

- George Anto

Speed writing

2009-06-16T23:10:00.000-07:00

Rapping’s all but technique

Open your mouth and stuff leaks.

What I speak is tongue in cheek.

Yeah and some cuss words baby.

Climbing up but there ain’t stairs.

Stuff is blurred but I would fare.

Once I’ve spilled then no repairs.

Masterpieces..... now can you dare?

To get mocked yo I’m not scared.

I’m gon’ sock and rip and tear.

I know my mob yo no one cares.

Jus’ live it dude… stroll in pairs.

Now I feel the blood rush.

Adrenaline flows, yo busts in gusts.

Myself is the dude I trust.

Can’t help it, eh... I’ve had enough!

- George Anto
14 Dec 2006

fast shit...

A piece for Annie!

2009-06-16T23:07:00.000-07:00

Ah-aaaticheee!!! Yo, I’m sneezin’ on my keys.

Now my fingers start to slip! O my God! Oh! Jeeez!!!

I’m writing flowery stuff for this lady called Annie.

I like her attitude, yo, she’s ma only rap buddy.

You mess around wit’ her, then you’re gone!!! She’s a villain.

When Annie gets in form she jus’ slaughters a million.

Are my words unappealin’? Care a damn! I’m not pinning.

When she does you guillotine, my stuff would sound familiar.

Playing tricks, Annie kicks, a-yo, she’z a real chick.

Annie pricks, doesn’t drip, she jus’ pours infinite.

I'm not writing much, yo, I f****n’ rip my technique.

Cuz rapping is jus' fun, we're the rap mechanix!

- George Anto
12 Nov 2006