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Speak No Evil

by Dan-e-o

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1.
Funkbox (Refunked) (feat. Artis Vente) 03:50
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CHORUS: That funk, it’s gotcha movin’ That funk, it’s got me groovin’ with you tonight, yeah That funk, it’s gotcha bumpin’ That funk, it’s got me jumpin’, it feels so right ! God made me funky, each and every single day I pump beats Hip-hop is my favourite but I’m a music junkie Trust me, my whole life, rhythm in my head At night before I sleep I tap beats on my bed Ask my friends ‘bout my habit that seems never endin’ Use my fingers to scratch on any nylon or denim Pretendin’ I’m a DJ in a DMC battle That’ll dazzle onlookers while the speakers snap and rattle It don’t matter where I’m at, whether readin’ or chillin’ I be rhymin’ in my head, whether eatin’ or… I be chillin’ with a chick and I’m about to hit it yo I imagine that it be happenin’ in a video Really though, everything is a song I got a trick Make beats clickin’ my teeth, internally it’s sick Cuz if you love music, then you know it’s oxygen Ain’t got a heart, my chest is where my funkbox is in! CHORUS My funkbox is not only my heart, it’s my soul Funk pours from my pores and my follicles and holes I was told that during my mother’s pregnancy Is the time period in which the funk entered me She would party, big belly and all, feelin’ no ways ‘Till I was born, holdin’ a mic, sportin’ some shades I was cool daddy, never shy to be an attraction Had early visions of becoming the next Michael Jackson If ya askin’ what I did as a kid to get licks Broke my mom’s wooden spoons usin’ ‘em as drumsticks I wasn’t a dumb kid, I got good report cards My dad would buy me a record awarding me for the job See, toys came second and T.V. it came third Always knowin’ one day, through music I would be heard It’s obvious to me why God put me on this place Ain’t got a mouth, a funkbox is found on my face! CHORUS My funkbox is not only my soul, it’s my mind No exaggeration, it’s creating music all the time If you could find wires that could connect to me You would hear music made better than any MPC From elementary throughout university Built a savings all spent on creating my first CD Do you love music like me? Well, ask yourself a question: Would you tell your future wife that to it, she came second? Break up and find solace in making a slammin’ record Knowin’ that as an artist is how you’re truly respected My reason for breathin’ is cuz music is my bride Don’t live on earth, a funkbox is where I reside! CHORUS
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Kama Sutra (Reblaze!) 03:14
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The Real Deal – Episode II: Revenge of the Lith (feat. Spidahman, Rishaard, Wio-K & Grimace Love) 03:48
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358 03:46
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T.N.T. (Remix) 03:42
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I know you love how I do it to y’all Dude, I was small and knew that I was suited to brawl Get a competitor, forever they brutally fall Gotcha listenin’ like a radio station’s new cue to call Who knew when I started the type of rapper that Dan would be? Zeppelin-type lyrics make you scream ‘oh the humanity!’ To battle me’s the definition of the word ‘insanity’ Chances are screwed like faces of niggaz who be mad at me (Oooh!) check my magic, elaborate display Been rappin’ since the day before back in the day Damn impressive so manic depressives are happy to say ‘Dan-e-o is comin’!’ like someone always wackin’ away (Oh yeah!) introducing the industry’s rap renegade Flavorful like 84 gallons for fresh lemonade Those who wanna scrap, but claimin’ they never been afraid Greg Focker meeting your parents would have a better day CHORUS: ‘Till I die I’mma keep strong (Tell ‘em whatcha got!) Lyrics make me a king (now tell these niggaz thatcha baahd!) Trust me yo, I’m a baahd man! Bwoy, yuh no ever wanna try no ting! (x2) (Take these niggaz to the top!) I always hit homers when up to bat Don’t believe that? Go ahead nigga and check the stats Oddly enough, I ain’t even playin’ with all you cats Y’all washed up and I run rap’s new Laundromat With sicker flows than what you find inside of a catheter Ends of battles I’m in are best described as a massacre The caliber of my lyrics got you stuck like a fastener In the fact that I can mop the floor with you like a janitor (Damn!) I knock the wind out of you like Rocky I’m cocky, but honestly, whatchu gon’ do to stop me? My sixth sense see dead people: rappers who taunt D Rhyme sweeter than faces of Beyonce and Ashanti (Mmmph!) explicitly wicked until infinity Been my favourite rapper from ’87 up to this day Ain’t no slowin’ down, I’m in this deeper than sympathies Splittin’ niggaz like seconds leavin’ ‘em dead like giveaways CHORUS I’m constantly takin’ it to ya grill Got so much skill, cancer is jealous that I’m this ill My music, from years of work, allowing talent to build Is classic like T-dot dudes saying ‘guy’, ‘bredren’ and ‘still’ If niggaz wanna trip, then I’m about to delay your bus Flows shock you like you when your hearin’ three-year-olds say a cuss Quicker than whites getting toothpaste for over eight of us Cuz we known to be Very Bad like Things that Christian Slater does (Ohhh!) maybe I don’t need a silly deal I’m funky like your breath when garlic is in your meal Minimal record sales is my only Achilles’ Heal Major labels eat a dick to know how I just really feel (Uh huh) it’s your loss doubting I’m great like outdoors Nastier than the thought of seeing your mom without drawers Every rhyme I shoot just simply without a doubt scores While you could never come with the right hit like southpaws! CHORUS
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Chocolate Love 03:30
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CHORUS: If you want me baby, if you need me lady I’mma be there for ya, I’mma give me to ya Uh, Chocolate Love: the type of feeling that make you get Shocked and buzzed like you got some drugs In your system, different like swastikas: Indian symbols of peace that now cause a fuss Hear me sistren, I recall seeing you in class The last thing on my mind was whether I’d pass Crackin’ jokes with no hesitation to laugh At last, the right blend of sophistication and sass Baby listen, with chicks, no one’s had a sadder story But I ain’t put you in that category, I had a chat with Korry And he told me that to be hella certain You got the right girl, she must make you a better person Huh, I cuss less, much less have much stress Over skeefs stoppin’ my success Plus tests provin’ your trust blessed us, yes Must ‘fess, you may soon walk in your plush dress! CHORUS (x2) Baby, I’ve been feelin’ as an adult, I’ve re-Christened Got a new meaning to my ultimate mission: A revelation I could cultivate your assistance Like those who say they’ve ‘found God’ as if He was missing Huh, I wanna tell you for starters, honest Although there’s no guarantee we can be flawless All this I’m doin’ is to fulfill my promise To the hottest: chocolate in the form of a goddess Regardless of what, I’mma remain relentless In my pursuit to be worthy of your effervescence Love your intelligence and independence Only girl I know who can use “diaspora” in a sentence Intentions from the start, was not to give my heart But it’s odd what happens when you work just as hard As I do to make my dreams come true Now I wanna do the same for you Girl CHORUS (x2) Girl, you deservin’ of an award for your tolerance My schedule’s like I’m on constant reconnaisscance If there’s anything I could serve you as solace it’s I don’t want you always getting hurt like Vince Carter is So I’ll arrange what it takes to desist doubt I know your cravin’ to write the guest list down Though I ain’t ready to exchange vows just now I love how you got our kids’ names picked out Sweetie, just hold tight, keep a close sight On the fact things happen when the clock toll’s right No matter what, just know It’s me and you against the world baby, let’s go! CHORUS (x2)
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Funkbox (Refix) (feat. Chocolate Ty & Red Rat) 03:35
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Sick (feat. Spidahman) 03:13
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Deadly Deux (Remix) (feat. DL Incognito & Mic Check) 03:14
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10.
Thru Tha Door 02:40
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11.
Big Tune! (performed as Don Faraldo) 04:03
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Originally subtitled "The Last of Dan-e-o", Speak No Evil serves as the sequel to Dan-e-o's second album See No Evil, Hear No Evil. Released in 2005, this "street album"/mixtape contains remixes and exclusive cuts not found on its predecessor.

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released July 26, 2005

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Dan-e-o Toronto, Ontario

Veteran lyricist, Dan-e-o dropped his debut single "Dear Hip Hop" in 1996. It is widely considered a Canadian Hip-Hop classic.

And while he has followed it up with numerous albums, mixtapes and singles (all available on Bandcamp), he is now celebrating the 20 year milestone of his debut single with the new album "Dear Hip Hop: 20 Years Later".

Order it from URBNET Records now! ... more

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