The Strategic Fit Promo EP
by TRASE
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Won't Adapt
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Takin' Ova
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Set Da Tone
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The Strategic Fit Promo EP
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released 03 February 2012
Produced by Impro and E. da Beatdetonator. Lyrics by TRASE for TRASE the MUSIC. Mixed and mastered by Impro.
Produced by Impro and E. da Beatdetonator. Lyrics by TRASE for TRASE the MUSIC. Mixed and mastered by Impro.
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TRASE (Erik de Wal, 1976) is an MC from the north of The Netherlands and brings the real hip hop since '94. Went for his in ... more 1997 after breaking up with his former band. RELEASES: "The Encounta" (2001) "Supply and Demand" (2003) "The Essentials" (2004) “Fase of Transition” (2007). Right about now TRASE is finishing his newest album "The Strategic Fit" which will be released early 2012. Stay tuned. less
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Feb 2012 -
Aug 2011 -
Jan 2009 -
Jul 2007 -
Apr 2004 -
May 2001
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- Track Name: Won't Adapt
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Verse 1
Thai weed make my eyes bleed
Diggin thru beats, thoughts travel at light speed
(In effect) on to reign since the rain is gone
But the pain ain’t gone, stage act direct
(Watch me get live) and leave the place in a rapture
Though Hip Hop lost a part which is hard to recapture
Let get it started, these new rappers are disillusioned
They don’t know where to start
It seems so many light hearted
I see these new rappers go hard to take a part of the cake
Never get up in the game
Cuz most of them was fake when they started
Hard to earn like a high regard
Call it TRA day, originating, I’ma Sparkness artist
Out for world domination like Doc Strange and
My music in heavy rotation like stock exchange
Verse 2
Guess who is back in the ear again
Back to smack the track, T-Aura here again
Lyric licking, whatever i’m kicking is sticking
I ain’t tricking cuz i’m clear with the pen
Fear no man, cuz man must die
Must i, bust i gotta beer in hand
Trust my formats, coming across clear with the plan
Crack the beer and go back to racketeering
Smack your peers and tell ‘em
It’s the quiet before the storm
A pause between wars like inter bellum
Men see things the way they are and say why
Ask what they gotta do to get a piece of the pie
Its gon’ take mind power and commitment
Transmit, me and my men spit and sent
Take care of each other and see to it
Keep my cool so won’t throw a fit, take a hit - Track Name: Takin' Ova
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Verse 1
Out of nowhere, go where I want with word play
Free like a bird’s way, eyes on survey
Sight of a night-owl
Seen my birthday on the 18th of the 9th month 32 times now
Wandering the globe, pick up the path most alluring
Enduring and so flourishing
Meanwhile, discovering a lot of new things
So many paths to choose from, know not what they bring
To do my thing is a daily operation
Waiting, for the right moment with patience
Then jump in, with the goal to straighten
Sometimes it’s hard to get out, like a tight situation
World gets colder, weight piles up on my shoulders
Looking for boulders to lift to clean lunges out
Tongue’s out, like Mike Jordan when I’m scoring
Weather is sunny right now, but it used to be pouring
Verse 2
Thought I wasn’t coming back, but lookie here
Yea, guess that’s the way the cookie tear
Oh dear, best ta have ya bookie in the rear
Cause I don’t care like I’m the rookie of the year
P.R. you here? (Yea!) Play me that beat
(Which one?) Uhhm the one with the spooky sphere
So much green it looks like Luigi is in here and
This one goes out to all my refugee peers
Man with a mission, that’s why God put me here
Yea, way I step stairs make pookies stare
Ah yea, it must be the season of the year
Change gon’ come, but my approach is without fear
It takes faith to escape the dragon’s lair
Put your speaker to your ear if you ain’t get it clear
Back in the flesh, I’m fresh and yes oh so clean yo
Don’t matter if you get it, these girls know what I mean - Track Name: Set Da Tone
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Verse 1
Whats goin’ on flowin on like water
Starter like the cap when i started to catch wreck
Spect will follow if only you go hard
Its the smart flows equipped which make me rip
A lot of trees TRA stay dirty and potted bee
Men plot and skeme but cant stop the team
Some spit tight its alright but not like Tee
Simultanously twist the tree and make history
Truth be told, its the mics i hold
In a world cold, out for money to fold
Troubleshooter Trase is Terrible like T
Trustworthy, out to be, taking the trophy
Global ways can be hard to cope with
That’s why i try to stay up and keep focus
No way is similar or to compare
That’s why i only fear the man upstairs
Verse 2
Not everybody know I spit raps, but people dig that and get that
As soon as they hear this track
So let me get at, I mean hit that
Gotta spliff that getz me high like fuck, no riff raff
Rhythms pounding again, Freshmess on this track
S.A. we live that, fake players get they wig smacked
Its clear character’s like mine fit rap
Plan is to get stacks and hit you with fit rapz
Hit you with spit that, causes your ears to rise
React like cardiac, havin the feel you nearly died
Hit you with a spliff that, getz you sunk in your seat
Yell on rappers, like I’m Archie Bunk on the beat
The funk i keep like a lord, swing like sword
Saying you can dunk but can’t touch the backboard
The breeze makes me feel woozy
Deliverance got stand out, so with the words I’m real choosy
Verse 3
One time for da cranium, check the method
Feel the heat like peppers and uranium
Name me one rapper who can adapt ta
This chapter rappers react ta rhyme and
Its the prime factor T-Aura in your sector
Manufacture style so expect the wild
Grab a hold to your seat as words flow to the beat
Ride rhythms which pound, phonics sound so sweet
In the mix all day, what y’all thought i’d fade away
Because my tapes dont get played today?
T.R.A. lay my verse and i’m swayz
Gone, audi, get it live like 95
I’m that rowdy, but friendly like howdy
When weather turns cloudy, rappers act runs dowdy
Don’t front you know i got you
Opin’ floatin’ fluent truant to make lines confluent
