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The Basics (EP)
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by DTMD (Dunc & Toine Makin' Dollas)
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DMV duo DTMD, made up of producer Dunc & emcee Toine, have released their latest project The Basics EP. You may recognize Dunc from his contribution to Diamond District’s critically acclaimed album In The Ruff and Toine from "95 North" off of Oddisee's "Oddisee 101" album. -
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Intro
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Champion
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What That Mean
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Fantastic
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You
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Above The Clouds
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- about
- The debut offering of the DMV based duo, DTMD.
"These two dudes are way doper than I was at their age. I can only imagine what they'll be on when they can legally drink." -Oddisee - credits
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released 22 January 2010
Beats by Dunc
Words by Toine
Featuring Tier Zero (Hassani Kwess x BOOMerang) - license
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- Track Name: Champion
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(toine)
i'm feeling like the most high chose me
been here forever though
and the papes never slow
sugar shane mosely
verbally
agile
murderous
worthwhile
in the back on a cloud, tryna play it low key
and emcees act like they don't know what we do
gentile flows, we speaking on what He Brew
He: being The Real
we: being the ill
and me: bringing the skills to reveal and defeat you
appeal to the people, we champion a cause
while niggas is on that bullshit worshiping the flaws
we X'ing niggas out like a street style artist
and still going the farthest, we a testament to all
the rest can get the balls
i don't complain when ya'll come plain
i hit up TZ to kill it ya'll
we bringing on the autumn: the fall
the game needed the MD...so we making a house call
(hassani kwess)
...reminiscent of the blast
bust on the scene like i'm rhyming with a shotty
send a verbal intercourse pierce through your body
every rapper's in the fast lane like a Ducati
every rhyming ape shares the life of a Gotti
everybody's hip-hop when they frogging
our 3 feet is rising, your 3 feet is falling
cooking up oodles of Os and baking cake
but who's got the muffin? (blue's got the muffin...)
they taking ego trips and the place is high
getting cheese up in Philly cause the stakes is high
and thats word to Sylvester, Tier we are next up
cold jackin' marks like Tiny Zeus Lester
brains need professing and dude i am Lecter
kings of this rap game and dude you'sa jester
we rep real like its Hov reppin' Marcy
DTMD and my main man Archie...
(BOOMerang)
guess who's on 3rd
its BOOMerang in this bitch, kicking niggas to the curb
slamming on you cats like my man LeBron James
like Broadway Joe, I guarantee we win this game
see ya'll dudes is lame with ya'll fuckboy flows
ya'll niggas confuse success with money, cars & hoes?
see that shit's irrelevant, ya'll lacking rap intelligence
ya'll need to be abolished because of your verbal negligence
rappers need teaching, so listen to these Dunc instrumentals
while we deliver you lyrical fundamentals
so understand these microphone mathematics
while the native tongue posse hit you with funky tactics
cause yo you know i'm mad dope...dope...
get me vexed, i roll an L and blow a smoke
TZ in full effect, if you ain't know then now you know
with Dunc & Toine in the mix so pussy cats know how to flow
so may i, kick a little something
for the shorties who, know they hip-hop & emcees too
yeah boo, i'm talking to you
plus you ji cute so you can roll with the crew
and you can continue to do what you do
while my crew continue to give you the true hip-hop
we don't stop, cause we the cream of the crop
with a big red cherry on top nigga... - Track Name: What That Mean
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(chorus)
we bursting on the scene
with nothing but a dollar and a dream
tryna make the crowd just holla and scream
and the aim ain't the bitches but the piles of green
but what that all mean?
its nothing to you...but its something to me
nothing to you, but its something to me
its nothing to ya'll, but its something to we
and now we bout to see...
...so put your books down
get your hands up, live niggas stand up
vibe with us, collide figures and get a plan up
my scriptures a lot sicker, so give your chance up
vertebrae, invertebrate...nothing here can man up
nicest nigga out today, working with a stanza
working with a plan to...take over this whole shit
makeover the soundscape, break all of the old shit
piece it back together, watch it all sound clever
now who i be? 'Toine from the M.I.
DTMD's emcee, i been fly
these niggas is semi
halfway
force it like jidii...jedi
or sorda like that last line, did i
lose you? confuse you? too bad i move through
rhythm like a schism, reflect light like a prism
breathe life and exhale wisdom
words? i excel with em
now gel with em, cause these niggas fail with em...
(chorus)
you think i'm new to this huh?
acting like we gon' fade out, like me & dunc ain't making niggas move to the drum
see we study the eternal, i bonded with a journal
chemically, while my nigga here was glued to the um...
...production. now some say i'm rude to the sums
usually reserved with words but reduce em to crumbs
whenever i serve the verbs, i get em loose with the tongue
plus the flow too mature to be grouped with the young
confusing the dumb, the masses...niggas is average
into themselves so much, you wonder why the game savage
and with that being said, i'ma remain lavish
stain fabrics with enough style to create addicts
so lyrically i trap for real
even though you can't bag or have it capsule sealed
i'ma be in the city pitching off these rapping skills
till money's growing like grass with the mass appeal
(chorus)
see word wise, i'm a word of the wise, break from the regular
lecturer, emerging alive when i perfected the
kick snare, smoke in the air burned by the plethora
keep the mind enlightened but altering the molecular
fair trade? i walk in a daze but more clever than most these niggas running round claiming they competitors
competing with who? i be my competition
any writer disagreeing with that? be penning fiction
man listen, DTMD been what you waiting on
past due, but right on time and now we taking all
nominations, accolades, accomodations
whatever i can do to get out of my mama's basement
see its a steady grind and in this little observation i've learned
too much conversation can break your concentration so
long as Dunc blessing the boards and pressing record
and i'm spitting the raw? that's a deadly combination my nigga... - Track Name: Fantastic
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i MC: i Must Create Microphone Classics
a Metaphysical Craftsman, with Musical Captions
relaxing, letting a draft in
to air the smoke out what we ashing, the ganja
in rap? i'm a monster
niggas coming back like karma
and ya'll gon pay for it like a sponsor
in the element of irrelevance and drama
the current testament, whats heaven sent will calm ya
but i'm still bonkers, got a nigga sweating like a sauna
my bank account never seen a comma
its a war outside, my thoughts be the armor
most skilled in the genre, most real in the entour
-rage of these fake niggas
late niggas
maternal mistake niggas
no need to debate, niggas
its dunc & toine makin dollas feel free to hate niggas...
or just wait, niggas...
(chorus)
its like yo...in case you ain't know
we be kickin the shit that you ain't hearing no more
ya'll keep it the same, we progress with the flow
its DTMD sun you know how we go
we fantastic
the boy cut from a different cloth, something bout the texture
invest in a different cause, something bout my lecture
the spirit of my text is a specter
hear it in my breath i'm the best ta
breathe with the rest of
these emcees wanna test ya, but please i be nectar
keeping wannabees on the swarm with my gesture
god i hope that i reflect ya, see?
and if not, i hope i'm on the road to be...
losing myself finding myself
finding myself losing myself
for the paper or the love? confusing myself
scratching lines like mosquito bites just itching for something greater
the only magazine a nigga read be The Fader
now niggas like "please be saviors"
they need these favors cause we be major
beats be flavor, feeling like Ali and these cats is Joe Frazier
nah, ya'll don't want it
i'm from a capital state, where we all on a capital chase
and call out rappers thats fake, so you don't have to debate
emotion...don't front, you know i gotchu opin still...
(chorus)
i rhyme for purpose, for purpose i rhyme
searching to find, a state where i'm immersed in divine
so i, take a knee before i check in this game
cause niggas on the side booing, expecting a change
and i ain't the congruent, reflecting the same
the message remains since Mirror Image stepped in the frame
to spit the bare facts, cause niggas say we the rare cats
to take this rap shit and run with it like Air Max
a child of the sun, from the land where niggas run wild with the gun
just to stockpile the funds
i ain't spittin cause i feel myself, i will myself
i figure if i'm dope, then i'll deal myself
and never getting high on my own
until i'm high on the throne
catching nosebleed, piercing the ozone
my known home, a climate of Goadomes
arriving at horizons and despising the quotes throw -- they falter
i lark to something a little deeper
something a little sweeter than a temporary teaser
dropping back with words, looking for a receiver
(one Mississippi...) with the clock ticking tryna beat a
goal set for myself to be a
Nas by 18
a J Dilla by 20
but Antoine by 30 you heard me?
you heard me?
we fantastic. - Track Name: You
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...we a hell of a name
i'm tryna grab a whole nother level in plain
possesed with a flow, and i rebel the main
stream, choke your mind with an intelligent chain
sometimes i be the type to wanna yell at the lame
used to be the nigga who would dwell in the same
places where they praise the irrelevant fame
some say the black cats got a devilish aim
but i maintain we cool on the DL
Hugh, see we sell too
but i had to +straighten it out+ like CL Smooth
it wasn't me, cause the ones who prevail are few
typical for a young male to do
and now i'm tryna ring a bell with who?
125125 niggas with a scale to move
their means for the currency but currently lost
just another black man tryna be his own boss so...
go head and do
do it
its you
do what you do
as long as its you
as long as its you...
do what you do
i'm tryna kick divine knowledge with a slave tongue
in the fields tryna harvest liberation
reside in the streets these niggas was raised from
hoping the dialect could reach down and save one
but i doubt it, cause they comfy in crowds:
the type of niggas checking for the names while we checking for the styles
born to be tamed, while we made to run wild
quick to shuck and jive while we rarely crack a smile
without reason, see for the ears we be thievin
a little more important than some hype for the evening
see i don't really need em in the front row screaming
as long as ya'll hip to the reason
this hip-hop took me from a boy to a man
so i always had a plan
and when it comes to the music i take a stand
see we students of the sound
ain't even concerned with a crown
we do what we do...
so i'm telling you...
go head and do
do it
its you
...and it be the times
when everything is pressing me, i'm thankful i rhyme
dress thoughts with words that some others would find
appealing to the ear and beautiful to the mind
see this path i'm trekking ain't a usual climb
a lot of niggas want it but ain't used to grind
a lot of cats flaunt it but i'm prudent with mine
won't hesitate to tell you we ain't two of a kind
cause i'm on a search for what i'm worth
deciphering my meaning through a verse
speaking it keep me from going berserk
fam be on my back like "you need to get a job"
but writing to these tracks i feel like i'm doing work
so i gotta make it work keep the same mindstate from the first
thing i ever wrote gotta give back to the earth
reflection of the eternal giving birth
never hold up, even when the struggle make me slow up
you know what... - Track Name: Above The Clouds
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niggas is backwards
these cats throw on they jeans before they slide on they undies
writing checks with no income...no source of money
hands in they couch, sitting on they pants -- al bundy
reaching out but i don't know what they want from me
sound silly? at the slightest a little crazy
i find myself withdrawn from the cliques of the lady-like niggas
fugazi type niggas
made in a factory but take me light niggas
i'm guessing you ain't exactly bright, my nigga
you better start believing in the picture
no longer a sketch
we making sure the all the angles connect
straight through like a tape in the deck
we notifying that we taking respect
cause it ain't yours to give
modeling a life that it ain't yours to live
you faultering with the vision, we going to the rib
and sliding with your lady as we going to the crib
my brother say we gods and i guess for what its worth
verbal saliva got me fertilizing the earth
in the mental, she grow towards my light its essential
i photosynthesize over instrumentals
the heart beats...a little off
but the rhythm is forever
the weak get it severed
niggas can't even measure...
we too clever
the business is our pleasure
can they bring something better?
nah cause they actors
and 3rd party script writing is the factor
niggas you got it backwards...
backwards
backwards...
and we above the clouds
to tell the truth, i had some disparity
had to divorce regularity
cause seeing me in PG forever was scaring me
tearing me, apart at the seams
cause something told me to follow my dreams
and i was tired of the blunt passing, morals clashing
settling for people who ain't really feel my passion
i knew i had to go another place
i was on my way to being just another face
so i bucked a U...turned around in a new direction
began believing, and started showing true progression
lost friends but fuck it, i gained more
learned from mistakes while others complain more
making up for all the games i ain't score
tryna dunk on my mentors -- what you think we came for?
yeah i'm humble, but i'm hungry to obtain more
and i feel we should be ballin on the same court
so peace to all the supporters, dope music snorters
niggas getting on my nerves telling me to record a
nother track...that they can memorize
i hope you feeling this and you can empathize
and if this sound like your situation?
step back, do some deliberation
and get high off this inspiration...cause we above the clouds...