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Dead Nat


Dead Nat was born on 4/4/84 in Santa Cruz, California. He was a passive kid who would watch the clouds. One day, while listening to a song on the radio, he turned it off and told his friend Beener: "That is crap. Even I could do better."

Beener answered, "Yeah."

Nat found a computer program that could make beats and made a simple track, which stated simply that "Rap is crap". He also added: "Yo, my name is Nat and I am white. I am a poser, but that's alright."

The song did not make radio, but Nat was happy about this. He showed some of his friends who thought it was great. Nat then forgot about rapping, until his friend Sivart told him that because of naturally stoned temperment, he would make a great rap personality. Nat then went on to make a song about how bad other drivers are and started a song he never finished, called "I hate them girls today" which would parallel the "Bitch" song, which starts out "I hate the world today". After this, Nat again lost interest until he ran out of CDs and decided to make his own. After starting a cult, (that inspired the song "Brad" by MC Bob) that can be found at www.freewebs.com/brawlstoneism Nat made the songs "Real", about general views of his, and also "Bah", about how to save the world using marijuana. Around this time, Nat became slightly popular.

Nat was camping with his friend, Sivart, when a bear attacked and killed him. There were no witnesses except for his friend, Sivart.





MC Bob


Yo lovuhs and hatuhs! Dont make no difference to me yo, I love you one all. God bless us everyone. So you wanna hear bout me? Aight here it is: I be the clone of Nat. Don't believe me? Ask the dishes. I was born right when Nat died. He cloned me as his last act as his soul combined with himself as he was cloned in the future, as we are all cloned in the future for a reality TV show about history, he remembered how to clone himself, and I am the result. What is there to tell about myself? Who cares? This is a dedication to my original self. And my memories started as his ended. I know nothing. PEACE



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