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Recorded a new track with my lil' 14 yr old homie Yatz aka Melodic

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TraceOneInfinite:
Been mentoring my lil homie Yatz aka Melodic, a 14 year old MC from Afghanistan.  Here's a sample of one of the cuts we recorded just the other day...

http://soundclick.com/share.cfm?id=12399602

Sccit:
shits hot

TraceOneInfinite:

--- Quote from: NIKCC on September 11, 2013, 08:17:54 PM ---shits hot

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thanks for listening homie

Sccit:

--- Quote from: Infinite on September 12, 2013, 08:03:18 AM ---
--- Quote from: NIKCC on September 11, 2013, 08:17:54 PM ---shits hot

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thanks for listening homie

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didnt even know it dropped til i was lookin through old posts that i missed in this section.......

ur flow sounds more paced...and yatz was pretty impressive for a 14 year old. i thought he sounded beyond his years

 8)

TraceOneInfinite:

--- Quote from: NIKCC on September 12, 2013, 08:15:07 AM ---
--- Quote from: Infinite on September 12, 2013, 08:03:18 AM ---
--- Quote from: NIKCC on September 11, 2013, 08:17:54 PM ---shits hot

--- End quote ---

thanks for listening homie

--- End quote ---


didnt even know it dropped til i was lookin through old posts that i missed in this section.......

ur flow sounds more paced...and yatz was pretty impressive for a 14 year old. i thought he sounded beyond his years

 8)

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He's my young understudy/
from a land where it's never sunny/
Came to me with no hope, no money/
No way to make a wage/
So I taught him how to catch foodstamps/
and he became a champ at playin victim/
Would kick a sob story to whoever would listen/
Taught him to abuse drugs/
and showed the kid mad love/
he learned to be a thug/
yeah a straight G/
We travelled together to the Holy City of jinn/
Passed by grave and sullen men
On a road to Mekkah, for Allah we washed our face/
beneathe a grave we discovered an ancient staircase/
Inside was a lowly apartment/
an underground tunnel for an Ommayed Sultan who outsmarted/
The Abbasid invaders entering the town/
he departed into this enchanted demention/
We read their graffitic inscription/
and brought dead souls back to life just to listen/
about how to be the dopest in the ways of words/
and the world of poets, it opened up doors/
to even more dimensions/
that's why we are the next great invention/
in words and sonnets/
because we struggled and sacrificed upon it/
This was just some of the sessions of his teachings/
I was a mentor to him, to keep him believing/
that he would become the greatest Emcee breathing!!

-Mekkan Refugee--

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