Remixes Vol. 2

by Matt Dyer

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Sorry for the delay. This release features remixes to Joell Ortiz' "Hip Hop", 50 Cent's "Many Men" and Jay-Z & Eminem's "Renegade".

BONUS TRACK: Renegade (Remix) (Slowed & Throwed)

Stay tuned for Volume 3!

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released January 11, 2011

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Matt Dyer Algonquin, Illinois

Hip-hops' most unknown perfectionist/procrastinator.

Bringing back the essence of the 90's one line at a time, keeping the content 100%.

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Track Name: Hip Hop (Remix)
(Intro)
Ayo
This is Matt Dyer
On the muhfuckin’ remixes!
Haha
This that real hip-hop shit right here, you kna’msayin?
We don’t play that faggot shit
This is some real shit muhfuckers
If you don’t feel it, then suck a dick
Haha
C’mon!

(Verse)
This shit’s bigger than the egos of the people that been doin’ it
Right or wrong, I’m on a mission to fix what you’ve been ruinin’
I’m seein’ the weak wordplay and the sluggish punch lines
You cats are sayin’ what I used to spit in the 8th grade lunch line
Where’s the next-level shit? The pressure’ll make the best of ‘em quit
The same way you came in rap, I’ma drag you to the vestibule quick
You get a swift testicle kick for the half-assed efforts you give
Class in session? Check the GPA, don’t be testin’ the kid
Started at the bottom on my back, always been lookin’ up
Ready to explode, the 2-liter’s been shook enough
I’m straight-shootin’ arrowheads at all you crooked fucks
Go the mainstream route? Yeah, bitch, I could’ve, but
I’d rather build an empire on skill than popular consensus
On the tip of tongues, Matt’s the cat you forgot to mention
But I’m always here, always will be, until somebody kills me
Or when I’m at the point where I don’t even feel me
(Aww man)

(Chorus)
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop (Aww man)
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop

(Verse)
Hip-hop started in the park, but for me, it was in the attic
Three songs in, I was immediately an addict
As far as relationships go, I ain’t been able to tame a ho
But this music shit’s the closest I’ve gotten to sustainable
Would I trade? I’d say never now but in all honesty
If it came between venom flow and a pretty bitch, probably
So let’s hope for the sake of sanity, I’m always disquieted
This ain’t an act, it’s the other side of me, I ain’t always this violent
Or aggressive or whatever, I’m usually good-natured
Ask around, everyone I know will mention me in good stature
But when the beat starts goin’ and my mind starts racin’
My heart matches pace with it and the art starts creatin’
I’m just warmin’ up, changin’ gears for my formidable years
I can’t tell if I’m gassed-up or if I’m just warnin’ my peers
Stay the fuck out of the way, no Chevy in this avalanche
Watch as I take shit in stride, never handled with a ham-hand

(Chorus)
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop (Aww man)
This is hip hop, hands up if you forever a fan of hip hop
I wake up hip hop, go to sleep hip hop
Dream about hip hop, 'cause I am hip hop
Track Name: Many Men (Remix)
(Intro)
Many men, wish death upon me
Blood in my eye dawg and I can't see
I'm trying to be what I'm destined to be
And bitches trying to take my mic away
I’ll spit slow on a faggot for fucking with me
My back on the wall, now you gon' see
Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me
'Cause I'll come and take your mic away

(Chorus)
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me

(Verse)
You could shoot me up like heroin, or you could do me like Curtis
Someone put me in the dirt or a fuckin’ balloon at the circus
Either way, you can’t rap like me, bitches, g’on grab your purses
You’re worthless like a Mini Cooper hearse at Shaq’s funeral service
Blowin’ this like Goldeneye bighead mode, out of proportion
Fuck a microphone, shit, I’ll rap as loud as distortion
Allows for recordin’, the beat bangs, it’s poundin’ the floor in
Kick it off them bitches, I’ll make the pin come out of the door hinge
Ain’t creatin’ no miracles, not Arabian, Aladdin or Lawrence
But I’m a fuckin’ genie when you rub me and the rhymes I’m conjourin’
Are magic in their own sense without the faggotry glitter
Takin’ a bite out of the apple (Pbbth!) Had to be bitter
Was growin’ accustomed to childhood, now I’m mad that I’m bigger
It seems like the more I try and slow it down, it adds that much quicker
So I’m stumblin’, lost, confused, and I ain’t have that much liquor
So fuck it, I’ma take this angst and make sure that my raps gettin’ sicker

(Chorus)
Many men, many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Lord I don't cry no more
Don't look to the sky no more
Have mercy on me
Have mercy on my soul
Somewhere my heart turned cold
Have mercy on many men
Many, many, many, many men
Wish death upon me
Track Name: Renegade (Remix)
(Verse)
See I’m just livin’ for rhymin’ so list the place and the time and
I’ll be drivin’ there 5 minutes after your daughter gives her hymen
To me, that’s a metaphor to say I’m special and disrespectful
In the same moment, stare you down and let the pressure build
Good luck treadin’ on me, I’m step-proof and got a million-mile ratin’
Fuck the cables and pulleys, I’m makin’ sure I’m elevatin’
Straight from Hell, Satan, the way I’m burnin’ these pages
With the friction from the ballpoint, it’s this flame I’m creatin’
That’s guaranteed to burn feelin’s and bridges the way it was meant to
The moment I slack off on a verse will probably tempt you
To do somethin’ stupid, so if you see the opportunity, use it
Ain’t you seen ‘8 Mile’? You only get one shot, don’t lose it
Like the bullet in the chamber done fell out when you cocked it
This isn’t Snoop, it’s my steez, anyone else would fuckin’ drop it
From the hotness of degrees, I’m cold enough to make the clock freeze
So as them seconds tick by, and you realize you can’t rock a beat
While I’m ridin’ ‘em at steady paces like this bitch on top of me
Hah, ride ‘em? Motherfucker, you couldn’t even walk with me
Like you was crippled or some shit, I’m kickin’ the cane from your grip
Pushin’ your wheelchair down the stairs, unzip, and then take a piss
On your face so you know that I owned you, the feelin’s is hardened
But you can’t do shit about it, try and file an appeal, a pardon
It won’t make a difference, I hold grudges longer than my cock
When I’m jerkin’ it, finish up and starch all my socks
That’s how I see you, crusty and disgusting, a blight on my being
The fright of you seeing me as I cut with the light in a beam
Through the dark in the caverns, you ain’t a spark in the lantern
I’m the kerosene you wish to be while you’re parked in the tavern
Drinkin’ the pain slow like your mug was filled with crushed souls
And you get to daydreamin’ of runnin’ up on me with a snub nose
I’ll bitchslap them bullets back at your chest, reverse the effect
I ain’t worried, faggot, you ain’t made water guns squirt yet
I’m a

(Chorus)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)

(Verse)
I see the bitch in your eyes like there was a woman behind me
And her figure was reflected glassy, I won’t let that shit blind me
My vision is 20/20 and I ain’t got time for suckers or dummies
That say they do it for the art but are really in love with the money
So I’m rippin’ your heart from your torso, squeezin’ the arteries
And if that doesn’t make you confess before it gets hard to breathe
Then I’m puncturin’ your lungs or I’ll fuckin’ tear the intestines
Until the damage is done, don’t you dare get to stressin’
Me about shit, you campaign, I’ll win any chairman election
Drag you by the hair in a second if you stare in directions
That are anywhere near mine and you’re thinkin’ of comin’
Better do a kegel exercise if you’re thinkin’ of humpin’
Cuz you’ll never fuck me, over or up, or otherwise
My stomach’s post-apocalyptic and yours still has butterflies
Of nervousness flappin’, I’m confident, you’re nervous when rappin’
The curtain’s pullin’ backwards, yeah, the turban’s unravelin’
It’s all I can do to refrain from hurlin’ javelins
When in my mind when you’re rappin’, I’m thinkin’ “Murder him, stab him”
Not literally, silly, you ain’t hurtin’ my feelin’s
I’m just tryin’ to make the distinction between the fake and the real ones
But some accept punishment, others are too stupid to know better
The ones worthwhile always come back and their flow’s better
That’s some shit I can respect, be damned if I ever show it
But if you’re bitin’ rhymes and expect me not to notice
The awakenin’ is rude, I’m throwin’ pails of water
On your long-winded quotations cuz my gale is harder
I’m workin’ on real shit while Young Money’s regalin’ Carter
And Chris Brown rappin’? What, what he thinks he’s sayin’ is smarter?
Usher makin’ a comeback, too? Musta lost some sort of bet
Cuz I ain’t heard that whiny fuck since around 2006
I’m sittin’ and laughin’ at XXL’s Freshmen 10
Because I’ve heard better debut albums from much lesser men
I’m a

(Chorus)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)

So it’s a fuck you to crossovers, a middle finger to singers
Squeezin’ on both sides holdin’ tight like an old-fashioned wringer
It’s a warnin’ to rappers that don’t even know my existence
It’s a threat to those that do, tryin’ to compromise my spittin’
But it don’t matter to me as I’m composin’ these poems that I’ve written
Just add fuel to the fire, and from the ashes I’ve risen
I could burn myself out and still have a much higher voltage
I’m all-me, you couldn’t be doper if your shit was ghost-writ
This ain’t even part of the track, added in as a post-script
You think you’re open-minded, my raps is jarrin’ and close lids
Cuz I’m over it, I’m well aware me spittin’ is heinous
But I’ma do it ‘til I die, someone best install drainage
In front of the mic stand before it soaks and it stains in
I’m a runnin’ faucet, so good luck chokin’ the stainless
Steel demeanor, I’ll leave your cranium broken and brainless
You’re beleaguered when I’m degradin’, outspoken and nameless
Cuz I’m a

(Chorus)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)
RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say
what's on my mind at, any given time of day
Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk shit
about anyone (ANYONE) anyone (ANYONE)