Young IV Real

Young IV Real

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I would have to say my style of MC'n is unique in that it's aggesive but not intimidating and it comes to you rather than at you...Rhythm driven and articulate!

Biography

Young IV Real
Artist Biography

Is it Possible for someone so young to speak so IV Real?

Beyond the charismatic, energetic surface of 25 year old rapper, Young IV Real, runs deep the poetic voice for the streets of underprivileged and Black youth; a voice promoting self expression of inner truth, social injustice and equality. Maryland native, Young IV Real discovered his musical talent in 1994 when at age 12, he learned to play the keyboard by ear earning him the title, in 1996, of lead keyboard player for a local Go-Go band Absolute Chaos. But it wasnt until 1998 when Young IV Real truly uncovered his talent. As a sophomore at Bladensburg High School, Young IV Real discovered that listening to music was more than a form of entertainment. Music began to overwhelm his mind with thought provoking poetry infused with clever metaphors and lyrical intricacies.

Impressed with his skillful prose, friends of Young IV Real openly praised his talents and encouraged the young star to write and record. In 1998, Young IV Real wrote his first song titled, Hood Life. Upon graduation from Tall Oaks High School, Young IV Real began a full out pursuit of his career, leading to countless hours of studio recording and infinite pages of lyrical masterpieces. Acknowledged by many as truly authentic, Young IV Real says, My uniqueness comes from my ability to learn and grow with every stroke of the pen. Inspired by the works of artist Tupac Shakur, Talib Kweli, Eminem, and Yukmouth, Young IV Real strives to express the truth surrounding world issues of political corruption, racial inequalities, and self-destruction.

Young IV Real was blessed with more than the gift of poetic integrity. A powerful dichotomy of purpose and personality allows this artist to break through the walls of todays youth. Seamless flows mix with uncanny charisma and charm leaving audiences with the perfect balance of light-hearted humor underlined with the realities plaguing the future of Black youth.

Young IV Real performances can be seen throughout the Washington D.C Metropolitan area. He has made appearances at Club Levels, Republic Gardens, ENVY, Crossroads Night Club, Island Café, Club Five, and The Market Lounge. Also in New York at The CITY Night Club and the Gallery Night club.
Being the first artist affiliacted with indie lable Absoloot Music Entertainment,
Young IV Real is setting the precedent for Absoloot Music, meaning:
1. That which is perfect in nature or quality: Complete. 2. Not mixed: Pure. 3. Not limited by restriction or exceptions.

Lyrics

Ya! Dig

Written By: Young IV Real

Chorus:
it's still a war going on between all this real and fake shit,
if i don't stratagize more its going to be hard to make it,
plus in the winter its warm cause when n!gg@s starve they anxious,
so if you know like i know
go ahead say it...
i get my stacks i got my strap im trained to go, yup Ya Dig!
whatever's flip'n im just tring to flip some more, yup Ya Dig!
whether it's trappin or it's rap im
about my flow, yup Ya Dig!
where n!gg@s lack i push it to the max and go, yup Ya Dig!

The Food

Written By: Young IV Real

VERSE 1:
The name just speaks for itself now
When I spit the speakers just melt
Declare I write Fahrenheit lyrically so I’m hell bound
Feel like a jail now
Modified the bars lately
I don’t call you my audience your all my detainees
A factor borderline pornstar slash a rapper
After the fact I’m a man disrespect is disaster
Verbal assassin damn they heard of that shit
Spit’n classic blast leave the gimmick in fragments
THEY selling it as is
I tune and improve it I’m human
Never use that as an excuse for me loosing
Yea in the hood luckily
Never caught me a hot one
So I stay knocking on wood and I got me a shotgun
Don’t get me misunderstood I don’t stress it but I got guns
Shit to clear out the park and hit your ass from a block chump (WHOA!)
Yes you are now in tuned to the sounds of
The dude that take the room from the ground up
Ask ‘em how do they want it ask ‘em how does it feel
Running up for that cash man yes I’m IV Real
Niggas know what beef is described by Christ Wallace
How it sound when we ride on our enemies that Pac shit
Now it’s acknowledged
Just get your armor on or something
Have you holding on to the edge till your arms going num!

CHORUS:
THIS IS THAT FOOD FOR YOUR MIND IMAGINATION
THE STYLE SO GRAVITATING WITHOUT A HESITATION
JUST LET ‘EM HAVE IT!

VERSE 2:

Blockbuster to switching up
My hustle to getting up
In the morning and going to large corporate building
Cause moms on the kid and his large orders and shipments
And after praying one night it’s like God told me to quit it I did it
And ever since serious and focused
I don’t have to push drugs for my lyrics to be potent
Or claim like I’m a thug I just show up and they know it
Know to give ‘em reality mostly a heavy dosage!

CHORUS:
THIS IS THAT FOOD FOR YOUR MIND IMAGINATION
THE STYLE SO GRAVITATING WITHOUT A HESITATION
JUST LET ‘EM HAVE IT!

VERSE 3:
Hey, you want it you get put one in your fitted
Rather not dump out with bullets just to come with a sentence
Something terrific
You know fantastic IV Real like anthrax for dope deals
I will leave your customers finished
Build up the suspense it’s a thrilla!
On the edge of your seat in the middle of the night get up
Screaming sweating its me!

Do Ya!

Written By: Young IV Real

DO YA!

VERSE: I
Call me The Hood’s Adopted
I roll it in a backwood and spark it
Hustle on knowing niggas wish they could just stop it
Raise the steaks with an outburst
Hurt your imagination spit a foul verse
Introduce you to Verbal Assassination
Plus they know how I get down have you conversing with your pastor
This mic ain’t safe no more you feel you flirting with disaster
Direct hits to the brain creating spinal separation got you
Going insane like this your final destination
You ain’t heard it all flow versatile a hundred options waiting
Got MC’s under observation wonder how some make but
A gut feeling I’m hot like stomach shots from satin
Got you idealizing my rhymes like mummified creations
Switch the tempo any beat I feel I’m crushing always puffing
Warning signs for my content like lyrical combustion
Style so wet they claim I got stainless steel rusting
And probably with no discussion I’ll - “DO YA!”
I ain’t that dude you hear and forget living by MOB rules
Fuck love fear and respect I ain’t concerned with yall moves
I do me move a QP quick as Bruce Lee’s two feet
Therefore I’m known to smoke on that loose weed
They say I spit a sentence well your reaction to my rapping is ask him what happen
Heavenly flow but giving hell how is it possible
Got the critics like whoa this one scary
every time he spit a flow sound like the whole dictionary

CHORUS: 2x
The weed light from stressing
A street life profession
But if my life feel threatened I’m a
“DO YA!”
Keep crI’me in my section
Dirty money collectin
But if my life feel threatened I’m a
“DO YA!”

VERSE: II
Catch the audience off guard diminish competition
Mental scar left by a bar when I spit I shine
Like every sentence glisten defeat with the pen my mission
You startled soon as you listen
Serving it hot compare my rap educate to a kitchen
Not a rapper if you ain’t know I just flow what I wrote
Attention in flocks like blocks getting doe from the dope I’m hot
Type of flow that probably hold up a boat
So potently spoke notice the inferno in a quote
Rhymes leave ’em terrified scared rappas find a reverend
I got you under the scope like Arabs after 9/11
Paralyze the mind inhaling my vocals elude fate
Keep the hustle on a diet I choose to lose weight
From DC, Dangerous Citizens, Decisions Critical, Dumb Cops,
Death Certificates, and Democrat Criminals
Ecstatic hot sentence take the cash and I splittin
Smoke so much I’m higher that an astronaut mission

CHORUS: 2x
The weed light from stressing
A street life profession
But if my life feel threatened I’m a
“DO YA!”
Keep crI’me in my section
Dirty money collectin
But if my life feel threatened I’m a
“DO YA!”

Discography

Locked & Loaded - 2007 EP Release

Set List

1. IM READY
2. ARTICLE IV
3. GET 'EM
4. CONFETTI OBSESSION
5. DO YA!
6. HOW WE DO (UP N THE CLUB)
7. THE FOOD
8. FALLBACK
9. YA! DIG