Not Namo

The Life of Ripken Jenkins

Not Namo
The Life of Ripken Jenkins

12 Plays

12 Oct 2021

I measured my nose with a toothpick once I trounce the other words with the birds of grenade shrapnel but I don't care for the peach ice cream I’m more into terracotta sunshine in the line of fine duty over the floor of the Caribbean sweatshop I don't know why the firefly illuminates the darkness when it's easier to see in the sunshine but it doesn't matter whether the rain drops south or west I’ll take one to the chest without the fall like the rest every time I walk into the room I stare at the crevice in the ceiling why's it there and where did it come from truth is it came from me while I wasn't looking and it carved a heart out in my minds leftmost side but I couldn't do anything to mend the slivered piece of reality within because it was all too serious to walk straight with so I took life sideways and ran with it I bit into the orange to only find that apples were what I wanted but the juice is only 100% if the fruit is real

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3 years ago

Hey @hkh6dphyru, We're gonna review your track 'The Life of Ripken Jenkins'. Let's get it! The beat here is overshadowing the whole track, turn it down a bit so we can hear your vocals! Work on improving how you deliver your bars and different flows to your tracks. Great beat choice, really works with the track! Have a play around with the FX studio. It's not quite right but there's lots of ways to use them. Don't be discouraged! You got talent, you just need to polish your tracks a bit more! You're almost there! We can't wait to hear what else you got in store! All the best, The Rap Fame Team 😎

3 years ago

I measured my nose with a toothpick once I trounce the other words with the birds of grenade shrapnel but I don't care for the peach ice cream I’m more into terracotta sunshine in the line of fine duty over the floor of the Caribbean sweatshop I don't know why the firefly illuminates the darkness when it's easier to see in the sunshine but it doesn't matter whether the rain drops south or west I’ll take one to the chest without the fall like the rest every time I walk into the room I stare at the crevice in the ceiling why's it there and where did it come from truth is it came from me while I wasn't looking and it carved a heart out in my minds leftmost side but I couldn't do anything to mend the slivered piece of reality within because it was all too serious to walk straight with so I took life sideways and ran with it I bit into the orange to only find that apples were what I wanted but the juice is only 100% if the fruit is real

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