R. Donnelly
R. is 92 years old.
He is the Lead Singer of Rob Rude's Blues Review.
R. is also known as "Rob Rude".
R. is located in Toronto at Clean Air Park.
R. likes to go for a walk during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.
I'm proud of my past, but I'm eager to write this next chapter of my legacy!
Collusion (Ft. Vera Petrosyan)
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Song Details
Collusion (Ft. Vera Petrosyan) is Music for Musicians music in tempo Moderato. The music is great and the lyrics are mind melting. The song was written 5/16/2013 by R. Donnelly. The originality is perfect.
| Fame: |
26 |
| Popularity: |
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| Stage Potential: |
20 |
| Genre: |
Hip Hop |
| Owner: |
None |
| First Revealed: |
5/17/2013 |
Dominant Instruments
Turntable System
Electric Guitar
Rapper
Rapper
Special Lyrics
(Vera Petrosyan)
Punk to Hip Hop, my words’re inspiring
My first verse got emcees retiring
Fans equiring “Why’d you quit?
Cos that VP chicks spits shit that’s too sick?”
Hit the bricks if you can’t keep up
You’re starstruck, or your bars be stuck
On a witless, simplistic tip
You're on my shit-list, won’t be missed a bit
You talk shit, but fuck ya, I fear none
My right hook’ll rupture your eardrum
Pass the beer, son, and stick on a beat
Cos all these emcees sound like strippers to me
So while they’re shaking their arse for the strip-cash
We make heads nod so hard, they get whiplash
Spitting slick raps, hitting like Rick Nash
Me and Alpha Flight, rip the sick tracks
(Robbie Donnelly)
I been here since the get go, still a threat though,
we're the best 'cause I said so, Rob & Vera Petro.
I say it's Sanford, but she says it's Steptoe,
quit lookin' at her breasts, she's adept with a blessed flow.
We ain't like the rest though, we're sittin' on thrones,
'cause real recognize real and you kids are just clones.
Your content is nonsense, your spit is just talkin' silly,
we got the whole game on lock, from Hip Hop to Rockabilly.
I been there, I did that, so I don't battle with dingbats,
you see me wearing a crown but you called it a "King's Hat".
Is you stupid? Or is your grammar just bad?
You've brought shame to your Dad & your Grandma is sad.
You're just another black sheep, headed for the trash heap,
I'm embedded in the cash deep, prophetic, I'm a rap beast.
And I'm surrounded by beef just like Jesus at the last feast,
but when I bring out the heat, your feet movin' like a track meet.
Record Releases
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