Messed Up - Suburban Syndicate



     
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Messed Up Lyrics


Whaa? I'm backYou don't say that I'm pretty
All these simple things adding up to big ones
There is where you meesed up
No movies or flowers, hours not knowing
Where you are or who you're with
There is where you messed upYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Man, I don't need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holding on waitin' for you
And baby, there is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Man, I don't need a brother
Can't keep on holding on, waiting for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Man, I don't need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holding on, waitin' for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upI don't need your money and no dinner
I got jewelry, winner to loser

And, baby, there is where you meesed upYou take me for granted
And expect me to stay right here
And wait on you while you're having fun
There is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' I really need someone
Can't keep on holding on yeah, you, you, you, yeah
You keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holdin' on, waitin' for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holding on, waitin' for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upYou heading straight for the gate?
Time to cut my dead weight to you
And baby there is where you meesed up
I heard it all a thousand times
Tried to mess with my mind but you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upI don't need ya dawg
That's where you went wrong
I don't need ya dawg
See there is where you meesed up
That's ya went wrong wrong wrong
She don't need ya dawg
And there is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' like I really need someone
You keep on actin' I really need someone
Can't keep on holding on, no, no, noYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Man, I don't need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holding on, waitin' for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed upYou keep on actin' like I really need a brother
Man I don't need a brother
Better get your wish together
Can't keep on holding on, waitin' for you
And, baby, there is where you meesed up

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Suburban Syndicate originated in Detroit, at the vanguard of a wave of young, hard-working artists emerging from a region noted for its diverse and fertile musical environment. The individual member's eclectic musical backgrounds bond together cohesively as a unit, resulting in Suburban Syndicate's distinct sound – one that embraces a variety of musical genres and blends them into their own unique sonic offering. There are often parallels drawn by fans and peers alike, between Suburban Syndicate and notable groups who have come before, such as the Beastie Boys.

Suburban Syndicate exploded onto the musical radar and began to immediately attract attention both locally and nationally, rocketing to the top positions on sites such as ReverbNation and proving beyond a doubt they were a force to be reckoned with. The results of their efforts were recognized by Grammy Award winning producer Steve King (The Eminem Show), who has since become the band's Head Engineer. Suburban Syndicate's remix of Lil Wayne's "6ft 7ft" garnered 36,000 downloads in a mere three days time. They have consistently broken records daily for votes received as participants in Ernie Ball's Battle of the Bands, while vying for a slot on the 2012 Van's Warped Tour. Their intense, energetic live performances have earned them a large and devoted fan base that continues to swell with each subsequent song and video release.

Now based in Nashville, the group is poised to advance to the next phase of their career with the ultimate goal of world domination.

The members of Suburban Syndicate are:

DeadleeMC (Jeremy Stewart) - Killer timing and stage presence are both trademarks of DeadleeMC. His clever lyrics, commanding personality and wry sense of humor - coupled with high-energy vocal delivery - make DeadleeMC a force behind the microphone.

LilMor (Anthony Morales) - Delivering hard-hitting, powerful, chorus hooks over heavy bass lines - he runs the gamut of what is hot in rap currently. LilMor moves effortlessly amongst a multitude of vocal delivery styles, augmented by his smooth-as-silk voice. This bi-lingual dynamo is equally at ease spitting his infectious hooks in English or Spanish.

Quicksta (Kenny Quick) - Possessing a remarkably broad vocal range, Quicksta regularly delivers his lyrics in a multitude of styles - from a low, dramatic baritone to a high-pitched squeek. Quicksta’s one-liners as well as his ability to mimic others' voices add a welcome comic dynamic to Suburban Syndicate.

Mr. Black (Nick King) - Accomplished drummer, producer and international man of mystery. The enigmatic Renaissance Man that is Mr. Black unquestionably shines by his own light - which is crystal clear in his stellar drumming and production work on Suburban Syndicate's tracks. This master of all things technical wears a specially designed suit of his own design, that nullifies light rays - maintaining his anonymity and keeping his identity obscured in a veil of shadow.

Jake “The Jackal” Orr - Classically trained and hailing from a family with an extensive musical background, Jake Orr was the textbook child prodigy, who began honing his skills as a guitar purest at an extremely young age. Establishing himself as one of the most well respected and sought-after guitarists in the Detroit metal scene, he also enjoys a well deserved reputation as a “player's player”.

The Butcher - Infamous meta-physician and veteran of Detroit's Gothic/Industrial underground. Notable for his series of “Lidernachte” experiments using sound based on Fibonacci sequences and algorithmic formulae targeting the brain's pleasure centers. Use of these techniques was deemed “sadistic and unethical” as they resulted in expansion of sensation to a point of sensory overload. The Butcher wears a mask over the lower half of his face to conceal damage resulting from a disfiguring accident occurring inside the ballroom of the Leland building in 1996. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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