Cosmin Aionita-Vocals
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Cosmin Aionita-Vocals
Adrian Rus-Lead Guitars,Vocals
Bogdan Mihalcea-Lead Guitars
Adrian Mihai-Drums
looking for bass player
The band's hystory
Back in 2002 Adrian Tănase introduced Adrian Rus - guitars - to Mihai (Mişu) Dumitraşcu - drums.
Emil Sestac joined the guys as bass player. Unfortunately, Adrian Tănase couldn't continue anymore and this lead to Aurelian Bãrbieru joining the band as its new lead singer.
After some heavy drinking, Mişu came up with the band's name - 9.7 RICHTER, thus putting a stop to a long brainstorming session. After a few months, Bogdan (Bobby) Mihalcea joined as a second guitarist and some cover versions of various songs were done.
After Emil left, the band's first gig found them with a new member: Razvan Tofan. After a few months, Razvan also left, and Sorin Nae came along for a few shows until they could find a stable replacement.
Besides their usual gigs, the band decided to spice up things a little bit: they put together a Black Sabbath cover night together with their old friend Adrian Tănase on vocals. Shortly, Ovidiu Cristea joined as the new bass player.
9.7 richter in garajUsing this stable line-up, the band spent a great couple of years rockin' around the country.
Unfortunately, the fall of 2006 brought 9.7 RICHTER's train to a sudden halt. Some personal matters forced Aurelian Bărbieru into leaving the band.
This time around, the guys had big problems finding a good lead singer to fill Aurelian's shoes. The gigs and demo recordings were suspended and 9.7 RICHTER's biggest challenge started - finding a reasonable voice for the band.
Meanwhile, Mişu joined the band Black Magic as their new drummer. Adrian also joined another band, Fortress of Faith, and 9.7 RICHTER's ground was left unstable for a while. Until...
...One day.
It took almost two years to find this bastard, but here he is today: Cosmin Aioniţă.
The band started the recordings of the EPICENTER E.P.
Soon after the "Epicenter" mastering was ready, the band finds trouble times again. Mihai Dumitrascu (drums) and Ovidiu Cristea (bass) are no longer part of 9.7 RICHTER.
Adrian Mihai, former Magica and Interitus Dei, joins 9.7 RICHTER on drums.
The story goes on..
Assassins
9.7 Richter Lyrics
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Individuals in order to force people to adhere to one way of life
An independently funded organization called (garbled speech)
Hired 100 assassins to infiltrate the headquarters where files were kept
Of these 100, 97 were captured, tortured, and executed
Only three remained
The third of which was said to own an arsenal
That would rival an entire city's police force
And the first
Fasten your seatbelts for the last of the three assassins on Earth
The first flashin' her purse with a heat stealth
They call me Jean McCoy, the beast in me employed
To ploy deplorable through audibled, destructive actions attractive to Coy
Hey, pass to the Troy after, I'm passing your life over
He'll deliver it through river sticks, Hades, I'm cold, deliver it lady
My flow is limited, pray me some craze, whispering
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and your day's whittling
Blistering lines packed in six stick to spine
Rap with a sick mind trapped in thick bitch frame
Drug you with strychnine and I drinks you drunk and it's my kidney you dick
Brain?I'm just itching to slit veins
Stitch lines! Rip game!? Fuck yo lives
Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or kick rhymes until the pain?
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it like Capri Sun
Ignorant as ever, she clever, equivalent be none
A ball breaker, call fakers out with passion
You got the gall bastard to brawl with the broad bashers?
The ball's in your court, pass it!
You're worn in four faster than acid
With AIDS slapped on the back of a Kardashian
The wall crasher, you're all in the forecast
The gas pour in the corridors racking your doors blacking out
Catch Grae backing out the back door, cacklin'
Still make it back to the bar for last call
They ask me why I'm highly regarded, this god body probably
Monch is a mixture of Marcus Garvey, Miles Davis, and Bob Marley
Never skateboard slang like "gnarly"
More like, we in our whip on our way to the top like Charles Barkley
You are hardly prepared to spar with a marksman spot me
I'm gambit with the ace of spades, I'm masterin' archery
Vermicular, particularly the vernacular
Specifically the fits so when I spit it's spectacular and accurate
When I attack I'm more like Acura
Flip Bloomberg the bird, bitch, more blood than Blacula
More Christian scriptures encrypted with backwards vernacular
But sicker than most of Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction
I am, that nigga for real
Per capita smackin' the next rapper that uses the term "swag" or thereafter
These three assassins get to ass whippin'
Prepare to for a professional ass that can shape shifts
Spit, hollow tip clips mainly
Sick, ain't he? (Mind control)
Make you shoot your best friend in the face, Dick Cheney
My life is like a documentary film
Depicted in black and white, flicks grainy (Geronimo!)
I'm on Guantanamo Bay takin' pics in a Captain Morgan pose
With my left foot on a pile of detainees screamin' "we are renegades!"
Fuck you, pay me
I be ridin' around with a stripper slash Burlesque model
I make it pop like my cock in Durex condom
I'm a, opposite artist I find irony in goin
From bein' like a stone in the grass to rockin' the Garden
The same irony as goin' from fully automatic in the backyard
To havin' the whole machine behind me
I take my Australian bitches and show some other thangs
She know my stroke is deadly so she gave me bloody brain
Don't try to get familiar, if I don't feel you in person
I'll flip the script and I'll accidentally kill you on purpose
The baddest when I'm flailing, I got so many furs
PETA gonna paint splash me when they see me, no matter what I'm wearin
Your bitch bout to open up, sniff some blow off of my dick
Guess you could say she on my coconuts
I'm on point like Chris Paul
You on point like an Atlantic City hooker that licks balls
I'm bout to flip in this bitch like Dominique Dawes
And shut shit down like a car when it stalls
I am the deadliest rapper, you claimin' that you flow like water
But really ya'll niggas Evian backwards
Marshall hit the jackpot with this flow that I got
I know when I'm hot
It's my show to stop holdin' my crotch
My whip cleaner than Amish men in honest ends
Two dimes with me like I'm a twin cause I'm a ten
Okay, I'm in
The lyrics of 9.7 Richter's song "Assassins" describe the aftermath of a world government's sanctions against individual freedom, causing an independently funded organization to hire 100 assassins to infiltrate its headquarters. Only three assassins survived the attacks, and the song tells the story of each of them. The first assassin, Jean McCoy, brings a powerful arsenal that can rival a city's police force. The second assassin, whose name is unknown, is rumored to be able to move through space and time. The third assassin, who is also the last surviving assassin, is deadly and cunning, with a deadly reputation on the streets.
The lyrics paint a vivid picture of characters who are skilled and deadly, using vivid language to describe their personalities and abilities. The lyrics also touch on themes of rebellion and individual freedom, hinting at a society that is ruled by an oppressive regime. The imagery in the lyrics is powerful and thought-provoking, capturing the listener's attention and immersing them in the story.
Line by Line Meaning
Fasten your seatbelts for the last of the three assassins on Earth
Get ready for the final assassin to make their appearance
The first flashin' her purse with a heat stealth
The first assassin is displaying their dangerous capabilities
They call me Jean McCoy, the beast in me employed
The assassin's name is Jean McCoy and they use their ruthless skills
To ploy deplorable through audibled, destructive actions attractive to Coy
They engage in harmful actions that are appealing to their targets
Hey, pass to the Troy after, I'm passing your life over
They are passing judgment on their victims, causing harm
He'll deliver it through river sticks, Hades, I'm cold, deliver it lady
They will send their victims to the afterlife with no mercy
My flow is limited, pray me some craze, whispering
They have a calculated and controlled approach to their actions
"Stay on ya toes villains", it's Grae and your day's whittling
Be cautious, as the assassin Grae is here and your time is running out
Blistering lines packed in six stick to spine
Their words are powerful and leave a lasting impact
Rap with a sick mind trapped in thick bitch frame
They have a twisted mentality and use it to their advantage
Drug you with strychnine and I drinks you drunk and it's my kidney you dick
They poison their victims and revel in their suffering
Brain? I'm just itching to slit veins
Stitch lines! Rip game!? Fuck yo lives
They are eager to cause harm and destruction
Sick range visions nigga, kick rocks or kick rhymes until the pain?
They have a twisted perspective and will continue causing pain
(Liquor it or liver) Sippin' it, sippin' it like Capri Sun
They consume alcohol and enjoy the sensation
Ignorant as ever, she clever, equivalent be none
They are ignorant but still clever and unmatched
A ball breaker, call fakers out with passion
They expose and confront those who are fake
You got the gall bastard to brawl with the broad bashers?
They challenge anyone who dares to confront them
The ball's in your court, pass it!
They challenge others to take action
You're worn in four faster than acid
They will defeat their enemies quickly and brutally
With AIDS slapped on the back of a Kardashian
They will bring destruction akin to a life-threatening disease
The wall crasher, you're all in the forecast
Their destructive actions are expected and imminent
The gas pour in the corridors racking your doors blacking out
They will cause chaos and darkness to engulf their targets
Catch Grae backing out the back door, cacklin'
They will escape silently, laughing at their success
Still make it back to the bar for last call
They are able to return to their normal life after their actions
They ask me why I'm highly regarded, this god body probably
People wonder why they are held in high esteem, likely due to their god-like abilities
Monch is a mixture of Marcus Garvey, Miles Davis, and Bob Marley
They embody the qualities and influence of these three iconic figures
Never skateboard slang like 'gnarly'
They don't conform to trendy or irrelevant language
More like, we in our whip on our way to the top like Charles Barkley
They are on their way to success, similar to Charles Barkley's rise in basketball
You are hardly prepared to spar with a marksman spot me
Others are not ready to engage in a battle against them
I'm gambit with the ace of spades, I'm masterin' archery
They are skilled and strategic, using their talents to excel
Vermicular, particularly the vernacular
They are eloquent and precise in their speech
Specifically the fits so when I spit it's spectacular and accurate
Their words are impressive and precise
When I attack I'm more like Acura
Their attacks are fast and precise, like the car brand
Flip Bloomberg the bird, bitch, more blood than Blacula
They defy authority and leave a trail of destruction
More Christian scriptures encrypted with backwards vernacular
They use religious references in a twisted and distorted way
But sicker than most of Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction
They are more twisted and dangerous than the character in the movie
I am, that nigga for real
They are truly a formidable presence
Per capita smackin' the next rapper that uses the term 'swag' or thereafter
They will harm any rapper who uses the word 'swag'
These three assassins get to ass whippin'
The three assassins will engage in physical violence
Prepare to for a professional ass that can shape shifts
Those who confront them will face a highly skilled and adaptable opponent
Spit, hollow tip clips mainly
They use their words like deadly bullets
Sick, ain't he? (Mind control)
They are sick in their methods, using manipulation and control
Make you shoot your best friend in the face, Dick Cheney
They can manipulate others to harm those closest to them
My life is like a documentary film
Their life is full of drama and intense moments
Depicted in black and white, flicks grainy (Geronimo!)
Their story is shown with a retro and gritty aesthetic
I'm on Guantanamo Bay takin' pics in a Captain Morgan pose
They are fearless and provocative, even in a controversial setting
With my left foot on a pile of detainees screamin' 'we are renegades!'
They defy authority and stand up for those who are oppressed
Fuck you, pay me
They demand respect and compensation for their actions
I be ridin' around with a stripper slash Burlesque model
They accompany a dancer who embodies both sensuality and entertainment
I make it pop like my cock in Durex condom
They bring excitement and pleasure in their presence
I'm a, opposite artist I find irony in goin'
They find amusement in contradicting expectations
From bein' like a stone in the grass to rockin' the Garden
From being unnoticed to achieving great success
The same irony as goin' from fully automatic in the backyard
The irony of going from a low point to being fully armed and dangerous
To havin' the whole machine behind me
Having the support and backing of a powerful force
I take my Australian bitches and show some other thangs
They expose their companions to new experiences
She know my stroke is deadly so she gave me bloody brain
Their sexual prowess is intense and potentially dangerous
Don't try to get familiar, if I don't feel you in person
They only engage with those they trust and feel comfortable with
I'll flip the script and I'll accidentally kill you on purpose
They will cause harm even if it is not intentional
The baddest when I'm flailing, I got so many furs
They are at their most dangerous when provoked, displaying their opulence and aggression
PETA gonna paint splash me when they see me, no matter what I'm wearin
The animal rights organization will condemn them regardless of the context
Your bitch bout to open up, sniff some blow off of my dick
Their actions lead others to engage in harmful and addictive behavior
Guess you could say she on my coconuts
She is infatuated and obsessed with them
I'm on point like Chris Paul
They are always prepared and focused, like a skilled basketball player
You on point like an Atlantic City hooker that licks balls
Others are not as sharp or skilled as they claim to be
I'm bout to flip in this bitch like Dominique Dawes
They are about to display incredible acrobatics, like the gymnast Dominique Dawes
And shut shit down like a car when it stalls
They have the power to halt operations and cause chaos
I am the deadliest rapper, you claimin' that you flow like water
They are the most dangerous rapper, contrasting others who claim to be smooth
But really ya'll niggas Evian backwards
Others are not as pure or refreshing as they claim to be
Marshall hit the jackpot with this flow that I got
Their impressive flow and talent are highly valued
I know when I'm hot
They are aware of their own brilliance and success
It's my show to stop holdin' my crotch
They have complete control over their performance and actions
My whip cleaner than Amish men in honest ends
Their car is immaculate and stands out among others
Two dimes with me like I'm a twin cause I'm a ten
They are accompanied by two beautiful women, emphasizing their status and attractiveness
Okay, I'm in
They have arrived and are ready to take action
Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Mark Landon, Ryan D Montgomery, Troy Donald Jamerson, Tsidi A Ibrahim
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
WhiteZombie
This should be use in an Assassin's Creed Trailer.