So Far So Good EP

by Dave909

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So Far So Good is the debut EP by Dutch rapper Dave909. It contains his best solo tracks from the last few years. Combined they form a blend of autobiographic story telling, energetic rapping and catchy flows. A rollercoaster ride of ups and downs, sweet and sour and everything inbetween.

The lyrics you find on each song page have been translated from Dutch. Please keep this in mind as most of the rhyme and wordplay does get lost.

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released November 27, 2013

All vocals written and recorded by Dave909

Music produced by:
Dave909
(Haunted, Ik Meen Het),
FATCheese
(Walking With The B-Boy)
Soul Elemental
(Somewhere Underground, Feel Good Music, Rock The Mic)

Saxophone player: Joost Bastiaansen

Executive producer: Dave909
Mixed by: Dave909

So Far So Good is an A&D Records release: adrecords.bandcamp.com

Shout out and special thanks go out to my sweet partner in crime Airam5000 (aka Airam Ssor) <3 Be sure to check out her music and recently dropped EP "Collages"!
soundcloud.com/airam-ssor
airam5000music.bandcamp.com

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Dave909 Belgium

Dave909 is a Dutch rapper/producer based in Belgium. Bringing a unique and up front rap style (primarily Dutch) to the table.

He is also a member of rap duo AD5909 which he forms together with Airam5000 (airam5000music.bandcamp.com)

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Track Name: Rock The Mic
Lyrics (translated from Dutch):

Hook

I rock the mic so hard that thing just starts smokin
You know what I bring, oh so hard, never pulled back
Cooled, chilled, I know what i want by now
So grab your chance when I'm sharin this fuckin phat flow with you
x2

Verse 1

I rock the mic and let the beat smoke, words are blazin
Roll em up & keep on rollin, we're already broken
Soul Elemental on the beat, I'm bringin tight raps
Underground fusion, fucking phat I have to conclude chaps
We ain't bringin no shit, this ain't no waste of air waves
We drop it so hard the whole world will vibrate
Why? Why not?, you know, the trends I don't follow
I do my own thing and that just makes me unique
Just as truly unique as everyone else out there
I'm just a little bit better and it fucks with em
I bring the flow, my words will stream right into you
You will respond to these fucked up phrases
Let your speakers blow, woofers vomitting, tweeters cuttin
And really only then will you experience what I can
So come along coss you know you feel the phat flow
Let it in, have a smoke and get that phat blow, ho

Verse 2

I fucking rock but all jokes aside
With the hoes it ain't nuttin but shit so hide
Roll it up, put it on, rewind in the coffeeshop
Feelin low? You'll get high from the shit i drop
Those are the facts, didn't you know? Bitch, you did!
Don't press stop, I play, you a game
We go all out, all over the place
We ain't fuckin around, we slammin this sound
That's what we do, wildin out, it won't cost you a thing
This fat tight beat brings me back to a time back then
And i'm a whitey but I got this shit goin on
I ain't shittin you, go nuts when my shit comes on
That fat fuckin rhyme is sticking to the beat like glue
I'm so serious, this is crazy, yeah bitch, it's what i do
The beat is flowin so good, not too slow and not too fast
I'm so fucking flex and do the breaststroke on my back

Verse 3

It's hard to chill when they keep filling you with anger
Emotions no good, makin it all worse
Music is my exhaust, i'll let it all out
I won't stack it up, no shit-pile in my head
So watch out, don't step on my toes
I may just explode, highly flammable chemicals
I breathe em out, i'll blow like gunpowder
So get to the side coss i'm sprayin words around
Mashing beats in your ears, you're already lost
Mutherfuckers do you think that I can still hear you?
This full sick beat is way too loud!
Mutherfucker think, I'm already at start
The one thing that counts in this life is called respect
I get a lot of it coss all these losers are smacked
These fucking sluts shake their titties to the beat
Some are tight but all the others come late
Track Name: Somewhere Underground
Lyrics (Translated from Dutch):

Hook

What would you like to hear man, what makes you tick?
The underground shit we're droppin here is so thick
This is my shit, yeah, what i want is what i do
Let's roll another one, hand me my papers, bitch!
Time to get wild and yeah my brain will be in the ditch
I can't make out the trees in this forest anymore
I'm a robot, spittin these beats to shreds
Pull em apart, rappers, fuck off

Verse 1

Underground, that's what i'm about to do
That's where i'm goin, i've had it, this fuckin crazy world is that lame
And yeah, this is it man, i'm forever under this spell
Structurized and sour but more slippery than a snake
You know how it goes, i'm up for it!
Releaved from all the hate, that shit vapourizes when i talk
Hey! you know what?, money must roll, so twist up a phatt one
And no, not a thin one but a really full one
I'm droppin bombs, rappers are droppin dead
Coss till the morning comes i play this game around the clock
Spittin this on the ground, this rhyme pounds, i'm a fuckin tiger
That's the shit growling deep inside of me
So pump up the jam, do your thing, be the man
But you're blowin so hard, you mutherfucking Stan
I'm doin the shit you wanna do so bad
With syllable hits i'm killin beats in tracks

Verse 2

Flexible and flex, like a DJ on decks
Do i walk the streets, relax, flex, on my Nike Air Max
And you wonder if i'm really spittin this, bitch why?
I got black hairs all over, i'm so fucking fly
Bzzz is the sound in your head, you should hear it!
I spit fuckin acid, your whole body corrodes
And everybody should really know what i mean
With all the wordplay, you know i ain't no fuckin fool
A new day every day, i see it as a start
My talk is real and not as fuckin fake as Patty Brard
That's the way it is, i'll limit your space like a net
Just like that slut who fucked me in my own bed
This is real HipHop, knock knock
We're standin on your porch, pop pop pop!
Time to check out, fuckin' sick, bloodstains
All over the ceilin, bitch you are so fucking stupid

Verse 3

I'll unbuckle my belt and then we'll see who suxx
Or blows a whistle, don't hold back, blow hard!
So suck my dick, and if you think i'm fuckin around
Who do you think you are? Show respect with your mouth
Get em up those arms keep em high in the sky
You can spare a smile after that sigh
Huh, huh, there's no limit to your carreer
If you keep shakin that beautiful round derriere
You know i love that wiggle, round as a tickle
I'm the max but i'll settle for you're middle
Imma work my way down from up there to your toes
But that's enough smooth talk, bitch we're strayin
You were so fucking nasty and you deserve some punishment
In the corner or maybe a backside woopin
The moral of the story: I'm the man of steel
Makin a fool out of you, this ain't normal
Track Name: Feel Good Music
Lyrics (Translated from Dutch):

Hook

You know what? I feel so fucking good!
It's all good man give it up just like you should
And yeah we just keep goin let your ears absorb it all
And for that one lady, do it before me on the floor
Give it up for me, let it go, feel free!
Get it on with me! i'm so great you will see!
Just like LL i'll keep bangin on that bell
You'll notice me sooner or later

Verse 1

I'm feeling good man, i'm tellin you all
I'm flowin like mad, take a good listen
Soul Elemental on the beat, it doesn't get any phatter
No pills, coke or speed but a joint filled with weed
Man, i went thru them, al these hard times
I know what's up with the mental sufferin
But just like the good ones do, the bad times go
So give it up for me or get back deep in the clay
Just kiddin, you can take a joke, right?
I'm feelin great, i'm dancin in the rain
Out of my mind, let these drops fall
And what they think of me really doesn't interest me
I am the way i am, you know, the man
I just go wild, yeah, as much as i can
And if you're slick, listen closely to this track
I'm so slippery but i won't fall back

Verse 2

My favourite drink is rum, bring me my gun
I'll shoot right thru your mutherfuckin head for fun
Boom! Is the sound in your ear, the bullet went right thru
The essence of this rhyme, i can spit for fun
Doin it for kicks i'll fill these 16 bars up
Do it for fun, break out of that circle and run
I do it all the time, try it out, it's fun!
And i'm feelin pretty good, the right mix of weed and blood
It's flowin right thru me, from my toes to my brain
I don't do this for money but for the honor and fucking fame
So don't be lame, a good feeling is my fuckin aim
So step right up, i'll lay it down and let things be
It's flowin out of my pen, haters wanna hate
Lovers wanna love and teachers wanna punish
I'm climbin out of this hole, comin right out the blue
I know what i say, what i want and what i do

Verse 3

So this is me standin here and doing it for you
And if you're a bit tired, just grab a stool
We're on display, raw and unedited
We're havin fun! I'm spittin this directly into your brain
Burp! I'm pretty greedy bitch, i slurp
Another closed door! I'm so drunk, i fall
60 feet down from the highest bar
You think "He's dead!" No.. I bounce right back up!
You should walk around me in a bow
I break arrows, did you think i was lyin?
A little sour and it's all landin on you
Oh yeah! Worthless mutherfucker, who's dope here?
And oh yeah, i was feelin good, my blood balance
Was optimal, yeah, i'm tellin the truth
So party on, be smart, don't drink and drive
We've stones enough! But you ain't that stupid, are you?
Track Name: Haunted
Lyrics (Translated from Dutch):

Hook

I'm haunted, always something crazy on these tracks
Boo! you know what i do with motherfuckers
So cut the crap it's the truth i spit
Cut it out i'm bringing that sick, sick shit
And if you disagree you can kiss that thick phat thing
Fucking losers, come and get me, you can't fuck with this
I'm a pitbull, pussies can't get to me
So don't be a wise ass or i'll make you a target

Verse 1

Haunted by these beats so i'm bringing the heat
How will this go? Will i ever sell a record?
It doesn't matter coss you know i'm a spitting machine
Spit my flow on this beat explosive as TNT
BOOM! Don't be smart, i'm the fucking king of syllable
An atombomb, imma drop that shit and kill em all
I don't rap about cars but here it comes with precision
Lamborghini, Maserati, mutherfucking Mitsubishi
I see them driving by from the bike lane on my bicycle
It's a sports bike coss i'm running from justice
A criminal, a killer but like 10 times sicker
A loose cannon, i'm the fucking blood spiller
This is gangster folklore, check it out
Pull out that gun and make a nice round hole right between your ears
You can hear it, a freak, sick, mentally ill
I'm going crazy on these beats but i'm far from peaking

Verse 2

Do you know what i learned? Do your thing and be yourself
Don't listen to others coss they only know the half of it
They don't add anything, won't help you make your goal
etcetera, etcetera, you know what i'm aiming at
Fools, losers, missing a few connections upstairs
Let your ears work then you'll know who's the boss
Dutch rappers, they're all kinda stupid
Really weak flows filled with retarded lyrics
It's poverty, all these empty minded tracks
All these fucking dorky rappers, it's like the Cosby show
Please doc help me out of here! i'm screaming it loud
Give all these fucking dudes their last shot
Help them out of their misery. Making HipHop happy
I'll tell you this, some of them can stay
I'm not dropping names but they're the skilled ones
All these other fucking bitches should be out trickin

Verse 3

This shit, the rapping, i'm so mutherfucking good
Dope beats and thick rhymes shaking up your hood
If my words offended you then that's too bad for you
Cussing cops, hypocrisy can kiss my ass!
Oke, what shall i tell you, explain you?
I've told you before i got every right
I'm saying whatever i want, you're so quiet
Gives me more space, i'm so big, i need to get outside
What are you thinking? I'm the dope ass beat filler
The Bob the builder of HipHop, but even iller
I'm on top of it when i smash your popped up head in flop
What the fuck do you wanna do pussy? Pop pop!
Haha, still kinda funny when i'm ranting
And that sick voice has been build up layer by layer
Fucking sick on this track and the flow i leak
So act a fool but you know it bitches, shut your face
Track Name: Ik Meen Het
Lyrics (Translated from Dutch):

Hook

Yes I mean it
The things that happen are annoying
We have to be blessed with life
The sun is shining again
It's been raining, raining
x2

Verse 1

Bittered by life, the giving
Holdin my head high walkin thru this life I'm livin
I need to, even tho the wound is still fresh
The things I say, there ain't no cherry on top
The past hasn't died yet
It keeps on haunting me and it's messing me up
Lied to, cheated on, did not see it in her eyes
But here's the bill and it's mutherfuckin high
No choice but to pay or they will come and get it
I know peaks and valleys, succes and failure
But luckily it hasn't been for nothing
I have two beautiful kids so what has been, has been
But she makes it so hard for me to deal with
They're deep in my heart and they know their position
That's the shit on my mind, i'm trying to explain it
Tryin to explain to everyone who wants to hear it

Verse 2

Six years of bein a couple, it's weird, how things can go
Six years later I'm here with my kids
Slowly I woke up, feelin like a fucked fool
Things got out of hand and I became the suitcase packer
On my way with nothing, yeah, this dude left it all
Got me really edgy but i'm chillin again
A year in and out of court, seekin justice
While she got relieved of her responsibilities right there
That's how it can go, the system's fuckin sick
Load up that gun and shoot bullets right through it!
We became opposing forces
Shit's tense like the strings on a guitar
You're so good at hatin but so bad at talkin
Then talk, then hate, you can't stop it
It's frustratin me, it's the shit I hate seein
I'll be thinkin any new relationship thru

Verse 3

What's going on? These words are burnin holes!
I just keep goin, can't leave it, what the fuck, oh my God
My conscience locked, it doesn't matter, it's rotten
I don't give up, pass it on, I'm stayin on track
Doing the things I do, I know you might get tired
But that doesn't matter coss my energy is so crazy!
No problem! I keep spittin like hoes
Everything splashed, all wet, wring it out!
The things I say, have no result
In this crazy life, I gave that bitch so much
It's nuts, I gave it up, can't live with it any longer
This is real talk, the shit fuckin with me
So I'm giving you advice, beware of your choices
Coss you only got one chance in this life, this dance
So look out, don't get ahead of yourself
But you already knew coss I met you in that depth
Track Name: Walkin With The B-Boy
Lyrics (Translated from Dutch):

Hook

The things i say, the things i do
The words i lay, it's crazy, fool
But you know what? These rappers just talk
I'll drop thick rhymes, talkin rappers up
x2

Verse 1

Oke, i walk around, around the block
And shit, that bboy is goin nuts
Droppin beats around, full force
I dunno the cause but words won't fall short
They'll flow on these beats, nothing new, nahh
These beats are what i'm talkin about
Hah FATCheese drop that phatt bomb beat
I'll lite one up, you know, full of weed
I'm inhaling that shit and dive in fuckin deep
Droppin thick spit on this beat, won't yah think?
Meanwhile i'm starin at this piece of paper
Lyrics are stackin up i might go a bit too fast here
But you know what we're havin fun, i'm doin what i can
I'll drop that shit right here, you got a problem?
Hah I wouldn't think so
I do this easy, shit, I won't choke

Verse 2

And really it just keeps goin, the beat keeps poundin
And I'm droppin rhymes so hard. Shit, why? Why not!
Do you know what i mean? Move over!
FATCheese drop that beat, you're hearing me man
Unstoppable, I keep teasin rappers
I just keep layin these rhymes
It can't be stopped, it's my nature
I do this for free coss noone can afford this
Haha it's so easy man the flow yeah
Blabla that's what all these rappers say yeah
The beat just keeps rollin like a barrel
And if you don't appreciate it you're a def-mute
Ha shit! Just don't fuck with it
Gimme that beat and i'll drop buckets of spit
Oh shit! What am I sayin man?
I can't help it, I just keep layin rhymes