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I Might Be Gone Fishin' (DJ Pack)

by Pasquale

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I Might Be Gone Fishin' 02:55
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That’s the album intro right there Wallets opening Get your money out Yeah, yo. Through confusion and revolution the mass consuming is futile Screw your noodle on right, we might ask for live interactions No shit, I’m passing these dickheads so quick in a fit of passion No vivid avid storytelling, yelling a slick reaction No bitter apathy, couldn’t find one to understand half of me Water dropping is tragedy, dripping on so-called hip-hoppers And shit talkers that couldn’t rock ’til they bought popper stoppers Gimmicks give’r give’r signed and delivered, the finest mixture So I always keep a blunt, my bic, and a stack of stickers Looking back on shit, I laugh in the past I acted so wiggerish Chewing on liquorice, movements I went through rudiments You would knew if the suitable lubricant moving smoothly too beautiful Writing this music, grinding my cuticles While rhyming’s influencing, some cut the lesson like truancy But that ain’t news to me, here I just play the blues And make my way around by walking in a pair of skater shoes That hardly ever get used, minus design I’m trying to find Some time to get inclined without chasing a dollar sign around What was found is the gap between here and now And how it happened was the kids who be asking questions and guessing  On the work and looking back at the shattered piece of perfection Didn’t even take a second, it got more tense with the henchmen I hate the message but like “All About the Benjamins” and Some might try but I’m living in three dimensions Speaking sentences, not some feeble apprentice With evil intentions, product of parents that weren’t inventive To further the point of carelessness (marriages) there it is Move to where it’s shitty, blame your hair loss on your kids Family dissing wasn’t strategy, I’m a transient That hasn’t battled since Aspire beat me when I was eighteen It’s ‘cuz of homies like him I’m about the manuscripts And y’all should check out treetrunk dot com for some killer sample clips The beat’ll be causing ya head to nod in different directions A lot of bitches I wanna be necking, these are my confessions Monogamy’s not a question philosophy flossed, it was tried and tested Don’t hate underestimated Progressive payments have led to impressive statements Obsessive behaviour’s never better than later for catching vapours, man I been out of commission from how’s it getting And finally found a mission, the sign’ll say that he’s gone fishing Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops I’m living on my lawn as a puddle perfectionist Muddling through selections that once were covered with blood No need to bluff, I’m a stick that’s stuck in the mud Who’s living in antitrust while he’s running to catch the bus Younger chicks I lust after, and that’s disgusting Too involved in trust, if you lose then dissolve to dust Don’t underestimate the raindrops, causing shit to rust That’s enough from me, now here’s the introduct from Wundrkut (rip)
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I Might Be Gone Fishin' (radio edit) 02:55
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That’s the album intro right there. Wallets opening….. Get your money out Yeah, yo. Through confusion and revolution the mass consuming is futile Screw your noodle on right, we might ask for live interactions No sh**, I’m passing these ****heads so quick in a fit of passion No vivid avid storytelling, yelling a slick reaction No bitter apathy, couldn’t find one to understand half of me Water dropping is tragedy, dripping on so-called hip-hoppers And sh** talkers that couldn’t rock ’til they bought popper stoppers Gimmicks give’r give’r signed and delivered, the finest mixture So I always keep a blunt, my bic, and a stack of stickers Looking back on sh**, I laugh in the past I acted so wiggerish Chewing on liquorice, movements I went through rudiments You would knew if the suitable lubricant moving smoothly too beautiful Writing this music, grinding my cuticles While rhyming’s influencing, some cut the lesson like truancy But that ain’t news to me, here I just play the blues And make my way around by walking in a pair of skater shoes That hardly ever get used, minus design, I’m trying to find Some time to get inclined without chasing a dollar sign around What was found is the gap between here and now And how it happened was the kids who be asking questions and guessing  On the work and looking back at the shattered piece of perfection Didn’t even take a second, it got more tense with the henchmen I hate the message but like “All About the Benjamins” and Some might try but I’m living in three dimensions Speaking sentences, not some feeble apprentice With evil intentions, product of parents that weren’t inventive To further the point of carelessness (marriages) there it is Move to where it’s sh***y, blame your hair loss on your kids Family dissing wasn’t strategy, I’m a transient That hasn’t battled since Aspire beat me when I was eighteen It’s ‘cuz of homies like him I’m about the manuscripts And y’all should check out treetrunk dot com for some killer sample clips The beat’ll be causing ya head to nod in different directions A lot of *****es I wanna be necking, these are my confessions Monogamy’s not a question philosophy flossed, it was tried and tested Don’t hate underestimated Progressive payments have led to impressive statements Obsessive behaviour’s never better than later for catching vapours, man I been out of commission from how’s it getting And finally found a mission, the sign’ll say that he’s gone fishing Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops I’m living on my lawn as a puddle perfectionist Muddling through selections that once were covered with blood No need to bluff, I’m a stick that’s stuck in the mud Who’s living in antitrust while he’s running to catch the bus Younger chicks I lust after, and that’s disgusting Too involved in trust, if you lose then dissolve to dust Don’t underestimate the raindrops, causing shit to rust That’s enough from me, now here’s the introduct from Wundrkut (rip)
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I Might Be Gone Fishin' (instrumental) 02:55
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That’s the album intro right there Wallets opening Get your money out Yeah, yo. Through confusion and revolution the mass consuming is futile Screw your noodle on right, we might ask for live interactions No shit, I’m passing these dickheads so quick in a fit of passion No vivid avid storytelling, yelling a slick reaction No bitter apathy, couldn’t find one to understand half of me Water dropping is tragedy, dripping on so-called hip-hoppers And shit talkers that couldn’t rock ’til they bought popper stoppers Gimmicks give’r give’r signed and delivered, the finest mixture So I always keep a blunt, my bic, and a stack of stickers Looking back on shit, I laugh in the past I acted so wiggerish Chewing on liquorice, movements I went through rudiments You would knew if the suitable lubricant moving smoothly too beautiful Writing this music, grinding my cuticles While rhyming’s influencing, some cut the lesson like truancy But that ain’t news to me, here I just play the blues And make my way around by walking in a pair of skater shoes That hardly ever get used, minus design I’m trying to find Some time to get inclined without chasing a dollar sign around What was found is the gap between here and now And how it happened was the kids who be asking questions and guessing  On the work and looking back at the shattered piece of perfection Didn’t even take a second, it got more tense with the henchmen I hate the message but like “All About the Benjamins” and Some might try but I’m living in three dimensions Speaking sentences, not some feeble apprentice With evil intentions, product of parents that weren’t inventive To further the point of carelessness (marriages) there it is Move to where it’s shitty, blame your hair loss on your kids Family dissing wasn’t strategy, I’m a transient That hasn’t battled since Aspire beat me when I was eighteen It’s ‘cuz of homies like him I’m about the manuscripts And y’all should check out tree trunk dot com for some killer sample clips The beat’ll be causing ya head to nod in different directions A lot of bitches I wanna be necking, these are my confessions Monogamy’s not a question philosophy flossed, it was tried and tested Don’t hate underestimated Progressive payments have led to impressive statements Obsessive behaviour’s never better than later for catching vapours, man I been out of commission from how’s it getting And finally found a mission, the sign’ll say that he’s gone fishing Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops I’m living on my lawn as a puddle perfectionist Muddling through selections that once were covered with blood No need to bluff, I’m a stick that’s stuck in the mud Who’s living in antitrust while he’s running to catch the bus Younger chicks I lust after, and that’s disgusting Too involved in trust, if you lose then dissolve to dust Don’t underestimate the raindrops, causing shit to rust That’s enough from me, now here’s the introduct from Wundrkut (rip) RADIO EDIT That’s the album intro right there. Wallets opening….. Get your money out Yeah, yo. Through confusion and revolution the mass consuming is futile Screw your noodle on right, we might ask for live interactions No sh**, I’m passing these ****heads so quick in a fit of passion No vivid avid storytelling, yelling a slick reaction No bitter apathy, couldn’t find one to understand half of me Water dropping is tragedy, dripping on so-called hip-hoppers And sh** talkers that couldn’t rock ’til they bought popper stoppers Gimmicks give’r give’r signed and delivered, the finest mixture So I always keep a blunt, my bic, and a stack of stickers Looking back on sh**, I laugh in the past I acted so wiggerish Chewing on liquorice, movements I went through rudiments You would knew if the suitable lubricant moving smoothly too beautiful Writing this music, grinding my cuticles While rhyming’s influencing, some cut the lesson like truancy But that ain’t news to me, here I just play the blues And make my way around by walking in a pair of skater shoes That hardly ever get used, minus design, I’m trying to find Some time to get inclined without chasing a dollar sign around What was found is the gap between here and now And how it happened was the kids who be asking questions and guessing  On the work and looking back at the shattered piece of perfection Didn’t even take a second, it got more tense with the henchmen I hate the message but like “All About the Benjamins” and Some might try but I’m living in three dimensions Speaking sentences, not some feeble apprentice With evil intentions, product of parents that weren’t inventive To further the point of carelessness (marriages) there it is Move to where it’s sh***y, blame your hair loss on your kids Family dissing wasn’t strategy, I’m a transient That hasn’t battled since Aspire beat me when I was eighteen It’s ‘cuz of homies like him I’m about the manuscripts And y’all should check out tree trunk dot com for some killer sample clips The beat’ll be causing ya head to nod in different directions A lot of *****es I wanna be necking, these are my confessions Monogamy’s not a question philosophy flossed, it was tried and tested Don’t hate underestimated Progressive payments have led to impressive statements Obsessive behaviour’s never better than later for catching vapours, man I been out of commission from how’s it getting And finally found a mission, the sign’ll say that he’s gone fishing Raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops, raindrops I’m living on my lawn as a puddle perfectionist Muddling through selections that once were covered with blood No need to bluff, I’m a stick that’s stuck in the mud Who’s living in antitrust while he’s running to catch the bus Younger chicks I lust after, and that’s disgusting Too involved in trust, if you lose then dissolve to dust Don’t underestimate the raindrops, causing shit to rust That’s enough from me, now here’s the introduct from Wundrkut (rip)

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The intro track for Kamloops beat maker Pasquale’s second iteration in the Chadiohead series takes Chadio‘s vocals from his original song “Gone Fishin’” off his debut solo album, Underestimated Raindrops, and pairs them with the main guitar sample from Radiohead’s “I Might Be Wrong”. The result is “I Might Be Gone Fishin’”, featuring Chadio’s classic braggadocio and rapid fire staccato over hypnotic guitar and haunting crooning in the background courtesy of Mr Yorke, plus Pasquale layers in some boom bap flavoru to tie it all together. Another fine mashup to prepare you for the upcoming Chadiohead 2.

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released October 7, 2025

Raps by Chadio
Production by Pasquale

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Operating out of Toronto, Canada since 1996, Hand'Solo Records is devoted to releasing quality hip hop that is creative, clever and often experimental. Early releases, now out of print, include Buck 65, Sixtoo, Moka Only, and others. Currently home to The Dirty Sample, Ol' Gorilla Bones, Epic, Tachichi, No Town Vandal, Fortunato, Magick Show and Mickey O'Brien. ... more

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