BEACHMASTER

by Redfield Clipper

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This a critique on American hegemonic masculinity and it's place in gangsta rap. It follows a young man pursuing false definitions of masculinity, finding instead a positive relationship with his own manhood. Influence: Lil Ugly Mane, Snoop, Spark Master Tape

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released December 15, 2017

Redfield Clipper is:
Redfield Clipper- Vox/ Guitar/ midi
Mac "THA DUKE" Esposito- Vox/ Bass/ Keys
Greg Lewis- Drums/ op-1
Bazooka Zac- Ableton Push/ Programming
Chris $exton- Keys/ Synth
Eric Johnson- Tenor
Brandon Sherman- Trumpet
Jef Derderian- Trumpet
Featuring:
Grace Hayes - Vox on 'Take it up'
Nico- Vocoder on Interludes
Chance Utter- Congas/ Gankogui on 'Learning How to Drown'
Gang Vox: Courtney Mayer, Danica Ozaki, Sierra Jikling, Thomas Snider
Recorded by Colin Christian at the Sound Saloon in Reno, NV.
Mastered by Justin Weis at Trakworx in San Francisco.

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VERSE ONE (CLIP):
I keep pistols on my stacks. My peace is the weapon. I’m killing fellas Kindly and expressing with discretion, no question. I’m keeping walls around me and a long fuse. Because if I’ve got shit to gain then Ive got shit to lose. Guns drawn, honey’s on so I let them through. My dick is long and I’m pulling on any bitch I choose. I’m dropping nuts like because I’m loose. I’m running train like I’m hauling caboose. Me and my deuce are squeezing on triggers and breezing out diggers for fucking my figures in my tunes. Me and my goons are blowing up hot like balloons. We are high on the moon. High on esteem and invested in dreams because I couldn’t live without something to prove.

CHORUS:
I dance with the walls up. I knock them down with a tall cup. I don’t let them see too much. He who has the power plays the judge.

VERSE TWO (DUKE):
Glory, Stacks, Blauntiss, Wax, Money, Gold Blunt, Stacks on Racks on Racks on Stacks. Bitch Champion. I’m the number one stallion. Hater’s can’t see this explosion, they’re bouncing. Number one hater bitch talking about Sum game be it money, be it glory, be it fame. One-hundred million dollars on a bitch. Rachet on the streets, man, you know thats she’s a trick. It’s hot in here and I’m feeling like I want to take a dip. Get a wet bitch to suck my mother-fucking dick. I spend a lot of time climbing to the top. Every time the barrel booms a body is fixing to drop. Drip Drop I’m going to make it rain. If the bitch doesn’t have the money, Tha Duke will bring the pain. I’m grabbing the glory while I’m stacking the racks. I’m blazing the blauntiss while I’m pressing the wax. I’ve got my money on my gold blunt and stacks on racks on racks on racks on racks on stacks.

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VERSE THREE:
Are you on your phone, Clip? What the fuck is that?
I’m pushing product, you all know where the fuck I’m at.
Are you at home, Clip? I know you are smoking fat.
Well, what do you think I’m working on.. I know I’m wack.
Glory’s what I’m after. God is what I’m taking. Gold is simply symptom of the claims that I am staking. Wax is what I’m baking. I’m pressed vinyl in the making. TH-seasoned beats subdue the emptiness pervading. These players turn up when they are trying to gain. They came onto the track without shit in their brain, straight sucking on stress and trying to maintain. I’m eating quiche Lorraine and hitting blauntiss in the fast lane. My mane flows colder than Gucci. I push bass online like I’m John Patitucci. Everything I own… Pass the dutchie. (left) Paper to paper thats loot from looseleaf. A group of groupies is a pile of koochi. I give them a fuck but it doesn’t mean they knew me. Blowing a kiss, miss is trying to get to me but blowing me up just means that miss blew me. Fall in love? I aint no noobie. A bitch is a bitch and a bitch is boobies. I’ve just come down with a case of the floozys. Boxes, babes, and a pound of lubed meat. I’ve got cheeks and snappers as red as rubies. My balls are bumping on bouncing bootys. Got a sparkling stable and gleam Icy jewelry. I throw paper in the air like a mother-fucking newsy.

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