Tyger Vinum

Tyger Vinum

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Tyger Vinum is one of the hottest MC`s to come from the rap underground. His high octane, lyrically-driven style is filled with versatile, witty tracks and an undertone of MC hunger. He's toured the US and Europe, and with his latest album “Sinister Ambitionz,” he is destined for super-stardom.

Biography

Tyger Vinum’s highly anticipated sophomore album “Sinister Ambitonz” features collaborations with Planet Asia of the Cali Agents, NLZ of the Wu-Tang Clan and others. He recently did an interview on Juize FM promoting the second single off the album “Welkom 2 Amsterdam,” featuring R&B sensation Chappell from Atlanta and Dutch MC Misstrezz. He has been the number 1 artist on the U.S /U.K Pulse Rated Top 40 charts.

Tyger Vinum is one of the best lyricists in the music business. He makes high octane lyrically driven music that holds the listener to the last note. He performed at club Movida in New York City on November 14th for the HipHop Uncensored Vol. 7 DVD release party. The DVD features interviews, show footage, new music and the "Mary and I" video as a bonus track. He will also appear on the HipHop Uncensored mixtapes and Vol. 8 DVD, coming in 2007. He performed in Miami South Beach during Memorial Day weekend, then toured Chicago, Springfield, New York, and Las Vegas, before returning to Holland. “I Maintain” was the first single off the “Sinister Ambitionz” LP. It received spins by over 5000 DJ’s worldwide and is accompanied by a visually alluring video clip. This video, shot in Houston, Texas has been played on The Box. Tyger Vinum can be found on 2 of this years’ Triple F Unlimited “Unsigned Hype” mixtapes (the #1 mixtape in the U.S.) and the “Best of 2006” mixtape. Tyger Vinum once again displayed his musical diversity by featuring in a new video with rock band “The Flying Camels,” performing a verse from the hit single “We Keep It.”

Tyger Vinum is distributed through the BENELUX (Belgium, Luxemburg, Netherlands) by Pitar distribution. He has U.S. distribution through CDBaby & Super D in over 2400 physical stores. Tyger Vinum is distributed independently through stores in the U.K., Asia, Australia, Spain, and several other locations. He attended the Popkomm Music Conference in Berlin, Germany and exhibited at the Midem music conference in Cannes, France in January 2007. To date, Tyger Vinum has shot 4 video clips and sold over 40,000 albums worldwide. For more information on Tyger Vinum, Poizonous Pen Publishing Company or Vinumous Records log onto his website www.tygervinum.com, www.myspace.com/tygervinum, or go to www.redmountainblack.com/tygervinum to appreciate the rest of his artistic expressions.

Lyrics

Welkom 2 Amsterdam ft. Chappell

Written By: Tyger Vinum

Tyger Vinum, AKA Mister Poizonous
Let me tell you a little something about the city I love.
When you come to Amsterdam, it's more than women, weed, windmills and wooden shoes.

CHORUS
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah

When you come to Amsterdam, here's a couple of facts.
There's Kuaku in the summer, with the Surinam catz.
There's the Uitmarkt, Dance Valley and other events.
Plus a millions different bars, if you wanna get bent.
There's also concerts, if you love Hip-Hop.
In October there's a three-day festival, called Drop.
There's the Cannibus Cup, if you like to smoke treez.
It attracts big named acts, from overseas.
Here's another fact, which I'll share for sport.
The Dutch were the first to colonize New York.
Before New York, it was New Amsterdam.
They sold it to the US, for Surinam.
They still got city names, that are spelt crazy.
Like Harlem and Brooklyn, known for N.Y.C.
Most of the year it rains, but we still party.
For the two months of summer, girls show their body.
It's a liberal country so do what'cha like.
Here the main form of transportation is bike.
But it's not all fun and games just to let'cha know.
We can't forget what happened, to Theo Van Gogh.
There's weapons and warriors, wild and trife,
In the dark alleys are bums and lowlifes
In parts of the west, north and southeast.
Catz struggle livin in the belly of the beast.

CHORUS
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah

Amsterdam, a place you'll never forget.
The beautiful women of the Red Light District.
Stand behind a window in sexy lingerie.
Red lights like Burger King, you can have it your way.
Experienced women, anxious to play.
For the right price will fulfill your fantasy.
It's not a taboo, you can bring your wife too.
Some do only couple, others whole crews.
You gotta shop around, like real estate.
To find the kind of girl that offers a group rate.
In this economy, only medicine's free.
One of the benefits of a monarchy.
Amsterdam's under the rule of a Queen.
Come the thirtieth of April to peep the scene.
It's a day of celebration, called Queens Day.
Every spot in the city turns to a partay.
This is home to the Heineken brewery.
Europe's diamond capital peep the jewelry.
There's a few emcees, spittin darts like a missile.
I like Negativ, and group most official.
LPC and Rhyme Fabriek spit too.
Holding down the west is my crew from Peetu.
There's allot of artists, hungry like I am.
You want uncut talent, then come to Amsterdam.

CHORUS
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Amsterdam, Amsterdam, Amsterdam
Welkom 2 Amsterdam
Yeah, yeah

Make Ends Meet ft. Chappell

Written By: Tyger Vinum

CHORUS:
Believe I run these streets, to make ends meet.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
Baby if don’t leave, then we can’t eat.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
If you believe in me, then we’ll succeed.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
There’s thing in this life,that we need.

VERSE 1:
My verbal assault, catapult across tape decks.
Vacate your face space, like when bullets connect.
I spit for thug catz who, have to hustle to live.
Paying support for kids, upstate doing a bid.
I’m running mock speed, drifting through ciphers like weed.
I smoke and toke, until my lungs start to bleed.
Motivated by need, hunger I have to feed.
Lusting for cheese, for my plans to proceed.
I’ll spit verbally vicious, until my last breath.
I’m Dr. Kevorkian, a living servant of death.
Fictitious MC tales, pale in comparison.
To struggles I’ve faced, force fed like bad medicine.
My entire history, the definition of strange.
Living with witches and sorcerers, powerful but deranged.
I need a truck load Excedrin, to help ease the pain.
Screaming my name, locked-up in an asylum insane.

CHORUS:
Believe I run these streets, to make ends meet.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
Baby if don’t leave, then we cant eat.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
If you believe in me, then we’ll succeed.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
There’s things in this life, that we need.

VERSE 2:
Thoughts collide like protons, creating energy.
My mind bends and twists, in its own form of synergy.
My rhyme style is similar, to a striking king cobra.
A flame thrower, dart holder, rip the bones out your shoulder.
Nobody’s colder, my flow drops like a mountain of boulders.
I’m the X-file, that escaped from Scully and Mulder.
Words flow through me, like visions from an oracle.
Verbally historical, explode like a mortar do.
Flowing through, an industry of snakes and fakes.
While becoming a living legend, like digging in the crates.
My mind stays focused, chasing these aspirations.
In my chest for success, my heart burns raging.
Spreading starvation, during every waking moment.
Boomerang street slang, decapitates my opponents.
A plain cat, with the ability to spit ill.
My thoughts spill over beats, like bloody streets when men kill.

CHORUS:
Believe I run these streets, to make ends meet.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
Baby if don’t leave, then we can’t eat.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
If you believe in me, then we’ll succeed.
Ha-hu-ha, ha-hu-ha, we gotta make it out here WHAT.
There’s things in this life, that we need.

VERSE 3:
Chaos is the cousin of order, just distorted.
Violence happens everyday, that’s not reported.
Living with abuse, becomes second nature to some.
While others take revenge, killing off your loved ones.
Playing the victim, is something I’ll never be.
Flex on me in public, and be found buried at sea.
Save the tough talk, gun talk, and drug talk, for the bitches.
Cuz I keep my verbal real, while laying pipe to your misses.
Seeking forgiveness, for the evil deeds that I’ve did.
In Eden fucking Eve, before I pulled out her rib.
When I commit a crime, I keep running until I’m caught.
Let me give you the definition, of a verbal assault.
My thoughts catapult airways, like somersaults.
I case the right place, then head straight for the vault.
This is raw reality rap, and Vinum’s your host.
If I died in verbal war, you’d have to battle my ghost.

Urban Warfare ft. Chappell

Written By: Tyger Vinum


INTRO:

VERSE 1:
The pain will be exquisite, when I preserve it with pen.
Mentally coasting, while I’m floating, like I’m in the ocean.
Destroyed many men, on the road to salvation.
Blessin the Buddha, while writing in contemplation.
Searching for elevation, from trials and tribulations.
That plagues a nigga living, in modern civilization.
White cops popping shots, at brothers on the block.
The president talks of change, but hunts us around the clock.
When will it stop, the dissection of oppression.
It teaches the lesson, use knowledge as a weapon.
Educate the young, in more than how to be free.
Give them lessons on how to overthrow a sovereignty.
Nation, the USA’s method is mass invasion.
To lower the numbers in the minority equation.
Providing Army money, then sent off to war.
To die by other men who are hungry and poor.

CHORUS: (double)
It’s urban warfare, seeking out young minorities.
It’s urban warfare, targeting poor communities.
Ignore the propaganda, by the military.
Educate yourself, and change the course of history.

Bridge: Fighting a war, were fighting to be free.

VERSE 2:
My mandible mechanics, be dramatic and dynamic.
Cinematic at times, pornographic when I spit it.
So come and get it, I drop jewels in every lyric.
If you’re wise enough to hear it, and man enough not to fear it.
If the powers that be, can buy the presidency.
Just think, how easy, to create an enemy.
We live in shady times, you must sharpen your mind.
Read between the lines, stay on the grind and you’ll shine.
Be kind to the blind, and people with disabilities.
Kindness is the only thing in the world, still free.
Stay humble and hustle, were all part of the struggle.
Step your game up, before you start flexing your muscle.
These are observations, the beat’s for presentation.
Let the clergy speak to God, seeking elevation.
I’m seeking emancipation, for the next generation.
So they don’t have to deal with the problems we’re facing.

CHORUS: (double)
It’s urban warfare, seeking out young minorities.
It’s urban warfare, targeting poor communities.
Ignore the propaganda, by the military.
Educate yourself, and change the course of history.

Bridge: Fighting a war, were fighting to be free.

VERSE 3:
I step to the mic, like a starving Ethiopian.
Roping men for oppressing a million Africans.
Militant citizen, of a thousand places.
Only one alias, but a thousand faces.
I seen a thousand races, in my travels.
MC battles on saddles, with nigaz who rope cattle.
Watching skin unravel, like fine spun twine.
Reverse time, and give’em a double dose of my rhyme.
Poizonous lines, aimed straight at your cerebellum.
The prisons have stories, but the system wont tell’em.
Unknown scholars, poets, artists and emcees.
Holding down the underground, behind walls of concrete.
Snatching chains just to eat, hearing rumors on the street.
Niggaz calling you weak, when you were once the elite.
To a place where you’re a number, and freedom’s just a dream.
That evaporates, once you feel the first suns’ beam.

CHORUS: (double)
It’s urban warfare, seeking out young minorities.
It’s urban warfare, targeting poor communities.
Ignore the propaganda, by the military.
Educate yourself, and change the course of history.

Bridge: Fighting a war, were fighting to be free.

Discography

Tha Infuzion (EP) (2002)
Mary & I (single) (2003)
International Hustler (LP) (2004)
I Maintain (single) (2006)
Welkom 2 Amsteram (single) (2006)
Sinister Ambitionz (LP) (2007)