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Simple Dude, Complex Thoughts

by Rod McCoy

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Simple Dude, Complex Thoughts is a very personal album entailing various situations within my life that I felt were notable and important enough to share with listeners. Over the nine month period this project was compiled, I was involved in a very shaky relationship and had recently returned to America from residing in a foreign country. My mind was everywhere and I felt like I was too (physically), so a lot of songs were thought of while traveling back and forth. This is my first "solo" project so I'm hoping folks genuinely enjoy the craft. I'd like to hear your thoughts, so hit me up. (


released December 16, 2014

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Rod McCoy Montgomery, Alabama

Throughout life Rod McCoy has progressed from a poet, to an athlete, to a veteran and once again full circle back to writing. The Southern native has stayed hard at work to better his craft over the years, making appearances in venues throughout America and The Middle East, both as a host and emcee. ... more

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Track Name: From Lowndes County To Bexar County
Just a young simple human down from B-LOW, tryna let you know its over Fat Lady finna BLOW. And that my nigga told me they the BEST AT, in fact one time I had to TEST THAT, I aint PLAYING, I'm da coach let me put you on the GAME PLAN, imma tell you where I rovered like RANGE MAN, down in Bama eatin on sugar CANES MAN, Detroit's where I got that J like a FLAME MAN. Flame on, flame off I'm COOL THO. That's my normal state no matter where I MOVE BRO. Cool with it, you seen that? You FEEL IT? Smooth stroke like D. Fish, you FEEL IT? Come on man, you know the fish when you FILL-ET, but some say FILL-AY, nigga pass the Ol' BAY! Cause I'm tryna get my season-ING UP, huge Indy (indie) line like we de-FEND Luck! ..And yeah, I know this shit supposed to BE BOUT ME, but since us don't rhyme I can't LEAVE OUT "WE". My already know who U-R, if I met you America or in E U R. And some I aint even seen before, we just clicked on the web like a MOUSE DO, now we wearing out beats like HOUSE SHOES, leaving yal instructions something just like "HOW TO"s! So never say that I GAVE YOU SHIT, any time I touched the mic you know I SPRAYED THE BITCH! I'm the Son to a King and the FATHER TO A PRINCE, fucked the game now in the lobby PRAYING FOR TWINS. Hope the water break like "THE "WADE" WAS IN IT". aint looking for trouble, tryna be what YOU MADE TO END IT.......

That's the my beginning.