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1.
Smack Somebody 03:03
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Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack 'em up. Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack 'em up! Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack somebody. So old, tone-def. Moshpit the establishment. Shake the house, don't pay the rent. Wasted beers and Old Testament. Plenty of money, only spent. Pilot passed out in the cockpit. Savior drunk on the cross, bent. I don't fuck with that servant shit It makes me wanna smack some... Throw these clowns out! Got no time for circus games, bogus claims, passive lanes, failing parties put to shame, roll the dice it's all them same, staring into snake-eyes, no surprise when we're fuckin maimed. But anyway, rollin' in my Royce, 22's on my ride, Audemars on my wrist, money on my mind, J's on my feet, yeah, I'm a walkin' brand with no fuckin' loyalty So old... Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack 'em up! Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack somebody. Smack 'em up! I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product of my own aggression. I'm a product, motherfucka! I'm a product, motherfucka! I'm a product, motherfucka! Slap me with your pricetag and sell it like the others.
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Typhoon Strong 03:10
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Hands up, so we can see 'em. We the people gonna get you for treason. Give it up, close your mouth, no speaking. You reap what you sow, and it's time to get reapin'. All you've done is talk shit, and your mouth is stinkin' so put your cuffs on while your power is shrinking. yo. Tears gonna fall, here's a tissue for weeping. It's a changing of the tides, and the water's receding, bitch. Take the power back. Take the power back. It's a powerful attack. Take the power back. Take the power back. Take the power back. It's a powerful attack. "...to make it stop, and you've got to indicate to the people who run it, to the people who own it, that unless you're free, the machine will be prevented from..." Take the power back, back from the man. We demand a land ruled by our own hands. We've worked in the factories, raised up the farms. The people did that shit, not you and your yarns. A revolutionary act, the brothers are armed with knowledge of crimes, corruption and farce. What goes around comes like a fist in the dark, typhoon strong. Take the power back. Take the power back. It's a powerful attack. Take the power back. Take the power back. Take the power back. It's a powerful attack. Vote for me, and I will take you to the promised land. I am the one. I'm the person who'll take care of everybody. Vote for me. I am the one. It's hard to "vote or die," when the choices are suicide. The lesser-of-two-evils still want to control the minds. But fuck that shit. I'd rather be blind than to see my ballot help a tyrant rise. No, no, no time to bide now, bells rung, drag them down. Take the power back. Take the power back. It's a powerful attack. Take the power back. Take the power back. Take the power back. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Hands up, so we can see 'em. Yeah! "I'd like to introduce one last person, one last person before we... yeah, and uh..."
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Because 03:20
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Alright, let's do this. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. They be seeing everything, so shake ya ass, but watch yourself. Watch yourself. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself dancing on the news-feed. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. Dystopian, they ain't ya friend but they pretend to have your best interests in mind. And here in lies a thought crime, to think that you could leave the fucking line. Control your mind, they got your thoughts in a box wrapped in chains at the tippy tippy top with the big boss, then the cops pop off all the first shots. Everybody just drops. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. They be seeing everything, so shake ya ass. Watch yourself. Watch yourself. Shake ya ass. It's time to move, mobilize the pack and attack the bad crew. Sack the rich pricks who are buying-the news, and smack the sheeple while they sleeping in tombs. Fake wokes, thinkin' they're awake, with their eyes half-open, always making the mistakes. We're here to rattle chains on the cage 'til they break and cut down grass like the head off a snake. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. They be seeing everything, so shake ya ass, but watch yourself. Watch yourself. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself dancing on the news-feed. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. Yo, it mystifies me how we're defining the time in our prime being gears in their grinding. So, this shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. This shit be mystical. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself. They be seeing everything, so shake ya ass, but watch yourself. Watch yourself. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself dancing on the news-feed. Shake ya ass, and watch yourself. Watch yourself.
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That's The Shit 00:24
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*unintelligible* yeah... ah, yeah... that's the... that's the shit!

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“The Sumo Horse” is a collaborative experimental hip-hop EP crafted by two American expats living in Wenzhou, China. Johnny Collins (aka Radio The Artist), a multi-media creator hailing from small-town North Carolina, is known for his street photography and comic-style drawings/paintings. But he also dabbles in music production, and his bandcamp page features several instrumental releases with influences of hip-hop, electronica, and even retro video game music. Christopher Henry (aka Humans Etcetera), a multi-instrumentalist from the mountains of West Virginia, is known for his fondness of loud experimental rock and being in 4 or 5 bands at once. The duo met in 2017 at an underground dive bar and quickly recognized their shared passion for making music. Fast-forward about five years–and painting from a pallet of hip-hop, electronic, noise, experimental–“The Sumo Horse” fuses together an oddly gratifying sound that's unequal parts bombastic and graceful.

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released May 20, 2022

Johnny Collins (Radio The Artist) - vocals and programming

Christopher Henry (Humans Etcetera) - drums, production, and backing vocals
humansetc.bandcamp.com

Mastered by Bill Henderson at Azimuth Mastering in New Jersey, USA.
www.azimuthmastering.com

Roman Meisenberg - Wechat voice message beatboxing on "That's The Shit"

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Radio The Artist Kernersville, North Carolina

An Artist hailed from a small town called Kernersville North Carolina, He uses his talents in varies media and forms such as music. He has a detail to sound and music crafting. Pulling from many elements such as hip hop and electronic music.I hope you can join the artistic and musical world of Radio the Artist staying tune to the sounds that he creates. ... more

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