Hey guys, how do you do? Well, if I open this new topic is because I really need your opinion; let me explain you. I'm the manager of a young rapper called Crow. He will record his first demo soon but, meanwhile he uploaded one of his singles called "how many times". I would really love all of you give your opinion about it. I mean, he's not Eminem, he is only 15 years old but I think he is quite good in this shit. I bet he could become someone in rap's world.
Here is the lyric (I traduced it into english, so you can understand what he says) and the song as well.
THANKS A LOT, GUYS.
PEACE.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SJoRpA6mNvo&translated=1
LYRIC
How many times…
How many times I cried and you laughed,
and I don’t understand why I’m still walking
...And I don’t understand why my heart still beats and
I know this is the beginning and I will keep sinking
in a deep ocean of dreams and hopes where
we want to be the owners, but
Years pass through us and I think we get better with them
Following my thoughts, I still hope dreaming
And it’s the only place where my dreams come true
Friends are limited, I can count them just with my fingers
I would like to live in a full humility country and
Not in a poisoned country of debility and mediocrity
And with imagination me make our dreams true
And if you are not here, there are not feelings
And I don’t know what I can do to explain you what I feel
And I’m sorry, I sorry for all the time I could not care less what you did
But from time to time, I like to think a bit in me
And I don’t know what to do, if I’m not with you
I need to feel that your arms are my coat
And I don’t know what to do for keeping you and to have some infringed happiness
I don’t want to be sad along my life
Fed up of false friends, false loves
Keeping talking about me, your rumors make hobbies
And this is one of them
To love you and to love the paper
To manifest the wounds you make above my skin
With your initials in my body, but I guess, I will delete them with the pass of time
but, where there was a fire, it will always ash remain
And I don’t have ashes, if not a devasted heart
And I’m sorry, I sorry for all the time I could not care less what you did
But from time to time, I like to think a bit in me
And I don’t know what to do, if I’m not with you
I need to feel that your arms are my coat