🎵 [MLP] Like Vinyl - (ForeverFreest Original Mix) 🎵

Be like Vinyl and subscribe! Download and lyrics in the description :) ____________________ Get that good good download on Bandcamp (free till I run out of free downloads my dudes): The Homage collab version (which you have to have seen by now): The Soul Strings cover: ____________________ Hey guys! Sorry I’ve been away from the channel so much. It’s been a blah blah time with blah blah and yadda . Anyway, I’m really excited to share this with you guys. This is the original version of Like Vinyl that I made before it became a collab with Homage (who did an OUTSTANDING job turning it into the groovy funky jazzy snazzy track it is, and I love him). I recorded this stuff some time ago and sorta forgot about it. Then, just a week or so ago, I was looking through some files from an old hard drive and discovered I still had the stems for every track from the original. I mixed em a little better than I had at the time I made it and did a little mastering this time, and I really like how it turned out. Hopefully you will too. And hopefully I’ll have more stuff of all kinds up reallll soon. I love you guys! Freest ____________________ LYRICS (heck this is a long song): Let me take you back to the days of hip hop Said the pale kid in a blatant ripoff Of much better artists and goes on to give off A tick tock debacle of rock and keep talking On and on, does he have no mercy It’s like the apocalypse arrived early Percy Jackson, sever this scurvy Marauder’s head, he sucks more than Kirby Keep it real smooth, cool calm and collected Infected and lenses already corrective Festive, Nearly Headless Nick, Hedwig Remember the plan but it’s just not effective Purple shades covering purple eyes, maybe They were just red and studio’s lazy Lame animating, bass cannon crazy Faust saying “what have you done to my baby??“ Idolizing icons like Vinyl Rival libeling on arrival Gossiping I’m gleaning it’s Bridle Keep it clean or lean for an eyeful Classic act smacks of violence, I keep wondering why it gets so intense Octavia’s cello’s well over the fence It’s like violence begets violins But he keeps on talking, keeps on walking Keeps rocking snapbacks and hip hop songs and Keeps on blasting at three in the morning The muse doesn’t have to stop for his yawning Stays on top of the topic he’s on in- Dividually ridiculed and picked on, gossip Says that he’s mental but it’s not important He keeps on wandering on, and keeps rocking Now I see you gotta be like Vinyl Wanna be a rock star, don’t ya Keep it real and realize your Wildest dreams are sent to taunt ya Didn’t you endeavor to Be someone of your own invention Metal gears and twisted ears And other stuff you just don’t mention I’m about to turn up, and get real krunk Punk rock, knock socks right off ya feet chump I’mma flip this trip up, and trick the shtick up And stick the stickup in spick and span getups I’m gonna--I don’t know, I’m gonna spit words out And talk about doing some stuff but not now Like apparently action’s down for the count Cuz everyone yammers and no one gets out And Lyra and Bon Bon are breaking a strong bond The name is Bon. Bon Bon. Comedy gold, or so I’ve been told But then again it just might be the wrong one And I don’t even know why I’m still onstage The outrage fades but it stays a cage Another page turned and burned, an age That comes and goes, and plays the same days I’m a schlemiel, and really I might seem to be evil Treating people like freaks, but I’m a freak so it’s equal I’m a peaceable geek, I speak a leetle oblique- Ly, and freely agree to be seen as weaker than weak we Can probably assume, I got room for a new i- Deology and probably I already knew I Do the doom and gloom accruing luminous looms And vile vials, very violent perfume Vying venomously, viscous, ambitious kids And reminiscently avaricious, vermiscious K’nyds And I don’t have to be told what a dipstick is Because I’m laughingly cold and carnivorous I’m cynical, inimitable, limitless, and it’s Abysmal, I listen to nothing less Than a little bit of rhythm under duress, yes Bless you my son, but I’m unimpressed Now I see you gotta be like Vinyl Wanna be a rock star, don’t ya Keep it real and realize your Wildest dreams are sent to taunt ya Didn’t you endeavor to Be someone of your own invention Metal gears and twisted ears And other stuff you just don’t mention