Houston & 1st (EP)
by O.I.S.D.
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Digital Album
Immediate download of 9-track album in your choice of high-quality MP3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire.Free Download
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The Life
03:20
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Hands High!
03:46
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Keep Goin'
04:25
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Retrograde part 1
01:47
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Hers & Hers Alike
04:29
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Harlem Nights
04:08
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Retrograde part 2
02:00
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After Hours
03:42
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Residuals
05:21
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credits
released 15 March 2011
Lyrics by O.I.S.D. (J. Monopoly, JohnNY U., J. ManifestO, Khid 2Che, Supaman)
Production by: J. Monopoly, J. ManifestO (J.O.), and J57
Recorded and mixed by: J. ManifestO (J.O.)
Mastered by Imagine That!
Lyrics by O.I.S.D. (J. Monopoly, JohnNY U., J. ManifestO, Khid 2Che, Supaman)
Production by: J. Monopoly, J. ManifestO (J.O.), and J57
Recorded and mixed by: J. ManifestO (J.O.)
Mastered by Imagine That!
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Hip Hop as a culture always tests the fabric of music. It has been known to break from the mold to create something new. Though it does posses many influences from other genres,it takes and creates a brand new sound,feel,and emotion. Operation Industry Shut Down embodies the principles of the culture to the point of creating something that represents the struggle of growing and life experience... ... more
discography
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Feb 2012 -
Mar 2011 -
Feb 2011 -
Feb 2011 -
Dec 2009
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- Track Name: The Life
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Marinate in the greatness,
hip hops' in the blood like platelets,
when time called for a change I'd shape shift
but never did its my surroundings that are changing
work hard till you cant move
practice till your weaknesses are basic
niggas get a couple cars and a few jewels
and swear they invented ballin' like Naismith
fukk all that corn flake shit
im force to oppose all you lames
you irate, im hi rate, no politics
i could give a fuck about your bread im against grain
feel the pain in my arm,
hair gone hands numb from the chemo
i can barely hold this book in my palm
as I right these wrongs i roll the dice like cee lo
the people turned emo
when they saw niggas never shot nobody flippin kilos
the murder stats in raps dont add up
your wack so let lyricists back and back up
