Rap & Spoken Word Reel

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Description

A demo reel of raps, voice overs, audiobook with characters, and other spoken word recordings.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

Australian British (General) North American (General)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I got a problem with Planetary statement with violence is a logical replacement. The weak. A man puts a gun in his hand when he should have said, Please wait Wow, look at that crowd. There's only four of them for more than we had before. Let's rock this large 12123 both rising to the top with a bullet, a bullet in your back. But you're never going to stop. I read the fake news of the day news. Right is, I'd like to say, selling seven flavours of democracy, the black ones cheap, but the white one's free down. Raise your head up slowly from the street, rises slowly to your hands and your knees. The spirit is willing, but the flesh is weak, but nothing's going to stop you from getting to your top. You, sir, are a hideous, hermaphroditic character, and you are a low lived son of 1/2 breed Indian squaw. Even though Jefferson and Adams were fierce political rivals, they wrote over 350 letters to one another in their lifetimes. Does this make them history's biggest frenemies? Join the debate Thursday at 11. It's a really kick earbuds taste buds. You dig McDonald's hot and spicy chicken. This's gonna be big with the hottest chick in town. So spicy, so fine. So hurry, because now it's just a dollar. 39. Better grab a drink, too hot and spicy chicken and McDonald's. So it's cool about that. UH, limited time. Only prices and participation. E i Thin Air will not attend. Not coming. Reservation Never made. I am the empty stool in the booth filled Red Cup. Empty planes soothe empty Vegas Lounge. Three extra sky photo booth. I am invisible and I will be until I am ready to DC Thie Emperor was always dressed in gorgeous clothes, the very best. He changed his kit six times a day and walked about in proud display. Two Tricky Weaver's came to call. One was short and one was tall. They bowed very low and said, So we can make you much better. Attire are marvellous. Cloth when we were explained, can only be seen by those with brains. Now I'll find out the emperor thought whose bright or stupid in my court make me a suit at once. He commanded 10 bags of gold. The waivers demanded. They measured him for pants and coats and for a long, magnificent cloak faking. They wove the invisible stuff until one cried. Now actual enough, they cut and stitched with loops and wiggles and try to hide their secret giggles. The emperor could see nothing, however. He had to show that he was clever. The courtiers, of course, cried. We can see what wonderful comments these will bay, the emperor pretended to put on the suit. The court, he has exclaimed. Oh, that's so cute! Trumpets blared. The emperor stepped out. The people stared, too stunned to shout. Everyone who thought that they were wise got a very nasty surprise. But one little boy who hadn't been told about the Weavers bluff so bold. The kid climbed up a pole, took one glance, yelled. They imprison his underpants. The crowd soon took up the cry, laughing as Thie emperor strode by. The emperor knew. Then he'd being cheated, blushed, bright red and quickly retreated. The weavers grabbed the gold and ran away. They may still be laughing to this day, walking down the path. I want to be disturbed because everything is okay. My girlfriend and ready comma, wondering by making bad kind of music home A wonderful Friday giving Kentucky. But they don't want to believe in making time to say that I'm talking to my girl. You're gonna well, making good times. Really winning ground with brandy grabs, brother car swinging around Even though I loathe the kind of guy becomes a time when I just see you got a problem You got a problem with you got it?