This is a track recorded in the fall of 2009 with Amber Scanlan and Seth Heart, actually recorded in Amber’s car, probably on one of the breaks I had from school or when I came down some weekend. We were rapping live over the song “I’ve Been Thinking (feat. Cat Power)” by Handsome Boy Modeling School, off of their 2004 album White People. I liked the seductive quality of the track so I wanted to use it as a bed for us to lay down our vocals over it. Luckily, Cat Power is just singing in the song so we weren't competing with already-recorded rap verses. I also added in some more drums. I later got my friend Ben Raymond to play trumpet over it.
lyrics
Seth Heart: Yo, Yo...
Amber Scanlan: Reuben Walton!
Reuben Walton: Catch me sippin’ on the Patron/I know I came in too early, got my fifth blown/got all these bitches lookin’ like they frith cone/they got so many cones, they’re fuckin’ inbred/like their name was ***** *******, oh my god, b****/you did not just say that ‘bout the weirdest muthafuckin’ family in Falmouth/Palmouth, you wanna pound them/but not in the sexual way/in the ritual way/you wanna get in the beck of the cray/you wanna get real swole but you wanna, ey/I got switch the subject, yo, ‘cause/right over there, a few feet up/right behind the Cape Verdean club/there’s where my Dad bat/
Seth Heart: It’s the clash of the grass/listen, I’ll put you back on your a**/I’ll have you twisted like a fat spliff of g****/I’m fuckin’ spittin’ it, till I’m fuckin’ rippin’ it like rappers/fuck with me, dog, I’ll have your shit cracked backwards/I don’t give a damn, I got Reuben and Seth on the mic/with aff-Amber in the back spittin’ it tight/I’m grippin’ this shit like a little slow knife/I don’t give a fuck, I’ll throw lights at you like a fuckin’ cat, in the cut/with a couple hundred bucks/sittin’ in my pocket watch it ‘cause I’m ‘bout to take it out and flaunt it/buy a couple hundred drinks at the bar/get fucked up, smoke a spliff and get fucked up with this new b-beat and this new start/new jaunt, don’t fuck with me, dog/I’ll show you how I be hard/over this fuckin’ free flow/I don’t give a shit ‘cause I be low/I’m like a stee-lo created in the evil dimension of fuckin’ free flow/
RW: See I’m lookin’ like DMX with my free flow/not really matchin’ any meter but yeen know/but it really is and I’m just bein’ ironic/‘cause I’m a literary whizz, what you want from it?/you wanna get the A’s, you wanna get the B’s/you wanna get the C’s, you wanna get the D’s/
SH: (coughs) Tres on the next poke.
RW: You wanna pop out, you wanna pop thangs/you wanna get swole poppin’ on the wrong thang/but you gotta keep a little bit o’ balance work pursue pleasure nigga please yeen really got it, damn, ain’t nobody got it like me, so swole/
Ben Raymond: Well then, so sue.
RW: (laughs) Yeah. She just want it hard/they want big fuckin’ hard/shit it enlarged heart, what the f***/with the swollen veins and the arteries fucked/damn, I just rhymed fuck with fuck/
SH: Reuben Walton!
RW: and I just rhymed duck with duck/just kidding, I didn’t rhyme shit with fucked/why you wanna get whipped and tucked/into a fuckin’ coffin, nigga/sit the fuck down, err/
SH: (DJ noises) Reuben Walton!
RW: And I’m sittin’ there real swole, nigga declined return and I’m tryna get wit it, and I’m tryna understand/I can’t ester understand
SH: (DJ noises) Reuben Walton! (DJ noises)
RW: I can’t ever understand why these bitches wanna hate in the back of the club always opposite/positive negative, damn, ain’t nobody know/damn, but that’s fuckin’ really really scary/and I’m sittin’ there real swole/but I’m tryna act like I really got it on lock, yo/but I ain’t got it, and I’m spittin’ the ‘dro/sippin’ on that ‘dro ‘cause I sip, for real, I made a smoothie/and I made a movie/but not that kind of movie/I’m sittin’ buyin’ a roofie/I’m feelin’ kinda groovy/I’m sittin’ here sippin’ on the ‘gnac/now tell me playas why you want it like that?/
SH: This is where it go down/you can hear my whole town, Providence to the lay where we lay in the cold ground/problem with my lyrics don’t spray from my hoe mouth/so I hold the AK and maintain my whole house/so roll out the West before I roll up/on the street with the heat burnin’ up you cold fucks/you know I got them cold bucks and the .45 stays tucked/but nah, I take it out and buck back atcha fuck/
RW: Damn, I buck back/That was a short verse, you sure you wanna end that?
SH: I don’t wanna end that/I wanna grab that and fuckin’ spend that/like a whole stack o’ cash, like ten stacks/I don’t give a fuck, I’m bringin’ it back like the ‘80s/you wanna come and rape me? I’ll beat the fuck outta you and make you look like Chelsea Lately/screamin’ and cryin’ about stupid shit/stupid bitch, I’ll fuckin’ stake a poop and shit/on your stupid clips/I don’t give a damn, you’re stupid as hell/I say stupid too many times in this rhyme and I’m gonna go to hell/well? Oh well, I don’t give a fuck, ‘cause I’m stickin’ you up with a couple of hundred guns that no clips and no gut/
RW: No guts in my fantestines/and my ran treskins/and I ran dressin’/and I’m Fran Drescher, damn/lookin’ like I’m mad corny with the nasal wan/‘cause I got a big van on 24’s/and this don’t have to mean nothin’, yo, I’m just sittin’ here gettin’ low/and I’m sippin’ in the Coupe, really yeen know/why I got the 22’s on the bankroll/damn, ‘cause I got it like that/even though I didn’t buy a muthafuckin’ cent of it/I fuckin’ ja-worked first year of my life/this past summer, what you want, aight/
SH: Smoke a joint?
RW: But I’m still oh, I just got an offer/but, sure, yeah, who gets it’s who’s the proper/I’ma tell you bitches like that real slow/now let them bitches know how it really go/
SH: (DJ noises) Reuben Walton!
credits
from Cleaning Out My Closet,
released September 17, 2012
Vocals by Reuben Walton, Seth Heart and Amber Scanlan
Lyrics written by Reuben Walton, Seth Heart, Amber Scanlan and Charlyn Marshall
Trumpet by Ben Raymond
Produced by Reuben Walton, Dan the Automator and Prince Paul
Programming by Reuben Walton
Recorded by Reuben Walton
Edited by Reuben Walton
Mixed by Reuben Walton
Reuben Walton is a singer/songwriter and music producer based in Falmouth, MA. He is a graduate of Musicians Institute in
Hollywood's Independent Artist program and their Electronic Music Production program, as well as UMass Lowell’s Music Business undergraduate program.
In 2019 he put out a self-titled EP working with producer AVLI Music and is now regularly releasing new music....more
Super dreamy and spacey, just the way I like it. Beautiful music, recommended for fans of Best Coast, Animal Collective, Grizzly Bear, and other bands. Check 'em out! "D'Arrest" is my favorite! Reuben Walton
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