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Round Five: Dear Me!

3 minute maximum length

Vocalist must write a letter to themselves
and
Producer must feature a guest producer
and
Instrumental must contain an impactful instrumental drop/acapella section

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    Snake Oil Muppet Ronin [Kabuto the Python, Beaker Sullivan]
    Lyrics
    Snake Oil

    Featuring Klofenpop & Big Fake

    OH YOU THOUGHT YOUD BE THE BIGGEST FUCKIN FISH IN THIS LITTLE POND HUH
    YOU LITTLE FUCKIN MONSTER
    YOU MUST BE FUCKIN BONKERS
    YOU PEACE FOR EIGHT YEARS AINT DO SHIT TO STAY IN TOUCH
    AND NEVER CHECK WHATS COMING OUT
    SURPRISE, YOU AINT THAT GOOD YOU LITTLE FUCK
    OUT HERE REVIEWING AND CRITICIZING LIKE YOU'RE SOMETHING
    MISTER TWO-LIVE-SHOWS, TWENTY-SEVEN-TAKES
    AND ALL OF EM PUNCHINS
    YOU MUNCHKIN, ONLY LOUD WHEN YOU THINK NOBODY'S AROUND TO CHECK THE SHIT
    COMPRESSING AND DOUBLING UP YOUR VOCALS JUST TO SOUND BIG
    TALKIN BOUT CRAFT
    YOU HAVENT SWITCHED UP YOUR STYLE SINCE YOU STARTED IT
    JUST GRADUATED FROM MOMS HOUSE TO AN APARTMENT
    BUILT YOUR WHOLE REP OFF THIS SCENE AND OTHER ARTISTS SHIT
    SPECIFICALLY OFF TRYNA MAKE THEM NOT FEEL LIKE A PART OF IT
    SORRY TO YOUR DOWNSTAIRS NEIGHBORS FOR THAT DUDE RAPPIN ABOVE THEM
    LEAST YOU GOT THE APARTMENT
    ALL YOUR FRIENDS GOT FAMILIES WHO LOVE THEM
    I KNOW YOUR STYLE
    I KNOW EXACTLY HOW TO RUN UP ON YA
    SNAKE YOUR DEFENSES
    KICKIN YOUR SHINS LIKE ADESANYA
    WASTING YOUR LIFE, YOU AINT A VETERAN JUST INVETERATE
    JUST MAKIN MONEY OFF THE SCENE
    AND THE FANS THAT YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN
    TELL ME THAT BOBBY'S WRONG
    SHOW ME A STREAM THAT YOU AINT HELLA BENT
    JUST A SAD SOCK MUPPET FROM A SITE THAT'S NO LONGER RELEVANT
    GAVE YOURSELF A NICE LITTLE OUT WHERE YOU DONT HAVE TO WRITE GOOD VERSES
    BS BARS RAPPED IN A FUNNY VOICE, CLAIMIN IT'S ON PURPOSE
    WHATS THE PURPOSE
    STILL ACTING LIKE YOU THE MAN
    YOU LOOK AND SOUND WORSE THAN THE JUGGALO RAPPERS YOU CAN'T STAND
    I REMEMBER YOU WERE COMFORTABLE CALLING PEOPLE FUCKIN F****T N SHIT
    ALMIGHTY! SUDDENLY TALKING ALL LIKE A SOCIAL JUSTICE ACTIVIST!
    PRETENDING LIKE YOU GIVE A FUCK, YOU BASTARD, I THINK THAT'S THE BIT
    TRYNA IMPRESS YOUR FRIENDS
    YOU'D PROLLY HAPPILY GO BACK TO IT
    LIKE YOU STOPPED SAYING BITCH TILL YOU HAD WOMEN HITTING YOUR MATTRESSES
    HUH, THAT DIDN'T LAST DID IT
    SPEAKIN OF WHICH, AN ASTERISK****
    REMEMBER HOW YOU USED TO BE ALL OVER RAPPIN ABOUT FUCKIN
    WHEN YOU HADNT SO MUCH AS BREATHED IN A GIRLS DIRECTION
    THAT WAS SOMETHIN
    WEAVIN SOME REAL LIES WITH ALL THOSE MONSTROUS SPINNERETS
    TRYNA RECORD BEFORE NINE PM WHEN YOUR MOM TURNED OFF THE INTERNET
    IN EFFECT...THIS WAS ALL DURING YOUR GILDED AGE
    SO TELL ME WHAT IN THE FUCK MAKES YOU THINK YOU'RE WORTH A SHIT TODAY
    YOU AINT A BATTLE VET
    NOBODY HERE'S COMING FOR YOUR TITLES KID
    EVEN THAT PIXEL GLASSES RAPPER'S PROLLY GOT MORE SPINE IN HIM
    LUCKY YOU DON'T HAVE FEELINGS THAT I CAN HURT
    YOU LITTLE SPITEFUL PRICK
    THIS TRACKS A FAKEOUT JOKE
    SO WHY YOURE SHAKING ALL WHILE YOU'RE WRITING IT
    YOUR INSINCERITY'S TAKING UP TOO MUCH SPACE ON THE MIC
    GOT PEOPLE LOOKING UP TO YOU FOR SHIT YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE (KABUTO!)
    I SEE YOU SHRINKIN BACK FROM ME (KABUTO!) BETTER STAY COILED
    AND KEEP CASHIN THOSE DISTROKID CHECKS SELLING YOUR SNAKE OIL

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    Stand Up Feat. Klopfenpop Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption]
    Lyrics
    Stand Up Feat. Klopfenpop

    You gotta fight, not always but sometimes you do.
    I’d keep that in mind if I were you,

    Fight or flight motherfucker, it’s one or the other
    And times are gonna come when the run won’t cut it.
    Believe in your judgement, when it’s time to run in
    you’ll go off and let em know.

    You can deliver when your backs against the wall.
    So heads up, keep your back straight and stand tall.

    You gotta fight when chips are down, you know you wanna
    just put that damn foot in front of the other.
    Commit hit the lever, your shits as together
    now as it ever will be.

    Commit to the risks and stand for causes
    Take the wins and access losses.
    Learn from people Learn the process
    Cut the shit, you know where the saw is

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    The Author (feat. Vincent E.L., Klopfenpop, and Alex is Free) Mechanical Peasants [AJB, Kyle Vice]
    Lyrics
    The Author (feat. Vincent E.L., Klopfenpop, and Alex is Free)

    Hey Andrew, think that you can write this track?
    When put a pen to paper your panic attack
    Will distract from what you're 'sposed to do,
    I'm on call with a pharmacy getting meds for you

    That I probably should take myself,
    But I've neither time nor money to afford my mental health,
    It's just as well that my wealth and healthcare,
    Are too tied together to be there for my welfare

    My selfcare consists of writing this down
    For you to pick it apart and then critique how it sounds,
    I know to grow you that have to cut it back at times,
    But can we wait 'til I find right the frame of mind?

    You're not well, dude, and rap isn't therapy,
    Music isn't medication, lyrics aren't clarity,
    Why don't you just ask for help?
    You can only love others as you feel loved yourself

    (Chorus)
    What does my voice sound like?
    WHAT DOES MY VOICE SOUND LIKE?
    Does it sound like me? I don't need wear a mask when I lie through my teeth,
    I'm a thief to all genres, a pawn to the king with defeat as my mantra,
    You don't know who you are, more or less you're the best at departure,
    You can't blame someone for this mess, you are the author

    Yo Johnny, wait you really go by that?
    You think you're Johnny Depp? You think you're Johnny Cash?
    No adult male ends their name in "Y",
    But you're a self-deprecating child, guess it applies

    I'm guessing the lies you told yourself made you feel flattered,
    "You do a good job" "you actually matter"
    I shattered the glass house you live in, so give in,
    You probably should give up 'cause you're just not driven

    Took too much time to not sound like someone else,
    You don't even sound like yourself,
    There's nothing genuine, better do this draft again,
    This was supposed to be the part where you write "the end"

    Yeah, you let the words play, but I'm totally lost,
    What the heck did you say? Get your point across!
    Did you just quit writing?
    Just skip to the chorus, I'm done fighting

    Chorus

    Dear me, cut the crap so you can see clearly,
    You're merely a bit weary from this year, we
    Experienced a lot, not together, but distant
    And man, your depression's persistent!

    In case you missed it, you really need to read the room,
    Or next time your write, use a better nom de plume,
    These are not the type of folx that'll like your jokes that'll like your tropes,
    You should probably ghost like an unstable isotope

    Everything you write is ridiculous!
    Pick a side! Are you pessimist or an optimist?
    No one wants to hear you speak your stream of consciousness,
    No one wants to hear any of this

    But don't quit, that, that's not it
    When you finish this know I will cease to exist,
    I'm the doubt in mind, your anxiety, your thoughts
    If you stick a pen in me than I'll pop

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    BNG BNG YNG SLLVN [LL YZZ, YNGSLLVN]
    Lyrics
    BNG BNG

    TS BN A LNG RD ND TA NLY GTTN LNGR DD
    F YR GNNA TRP YBTTR PCK YR ATTD
    CHRG N WRH A SML ND A QCK JK
    BT DNT B FRD TLT M HNG THMSLVS WTH SHRT RP
    YR TH PRHPT N TH MNTN SPK MDNSS TRTH ND VRT
    N A WELD THTS BNN SPCFCLLY DSGND T FCKN HRTY
    WLL YTLST A LTTL BT THR FLKS LT
    IF YNT WLN T THN HNDS UP HLPS U NT GT SHT
    YTND TRP TH GNDR THT TH DCTS LL SSGNDY
    BT TH LNG HRS THRWN FLKS MKN SSMPTNS FRM BHND Y
    YR PNCHT FR VN TMPS MKS HTRS UPST N S
    SHKT T FF MK T BTTR HL TH WRLD LT T G

    WHN TS TM FR TH SHA MMA GO BNG BNG
    TS TH RP PTBLL BTA SHW M FNGS
    VRYN LSTN TTH WRDS I SLNG
    THM THR MTHFCKRS THY JST CNT HNG

    SHT N TH SKLLS F SM SCLLD "NC GYS"
    PPR THN SKN TRN P LK A PRC GD
    LN M P KNS BNT NS TTH WLL
    HMMR BCK BNG BNG THN YWTCHN M FLL
    BLLTS TTH BRN CS VDN TTH BRNCS
    GRY MTTR SPLTTR DLT M LK A BCKSPC
    CLM TRF HRT M WHR THY FXT
    GD RTH, TL FR TH TX RT
    THT'S GRT, MD FCKN SMMR CMP FR BLL GTS
    JFF B, LN ND GRMS N GRP DT

    VRY JKR THNKS THR MVS R TH BST
    BT WHL THYR DNCNG PLYNG CHCKRS YRR N 5D CHSS
    HNDSM BNDTS RDN T T RB TH PNY XPRSS
    BTTR MPTY T YR PCKTS R T'S TW N TH CHST
    TLKN SHTS T TH BRST, PLSTC SRGN'S TH BST
    TNGL WTH TH SLLY FM ND Y'LL LV CRSD ND DPRSSD
    NCK DP BG SLP LD T RST N YR SNDY BST
    PLS GV P TH GDS GT YR RLTVS NDR DRSS
    F Y KCK TH HRNT'S NST N TH FCKN NTRRNT
    ND KNW BTTR THN Y BTTR WN THT SHT
    STRT FGHT ND G BLLS DP NTL Y FNSH T
    F Y CNT TK TH SHT THN Y SHLD PT LTTL PN N T
    MK SM RM FR SNNN T TH HLDY NN ND
    WLL KCK Y RGHT N YR VSN ND LV Y CRSN ND SPTTN
    RRRNGN YR MG KCK YR SS N TH KTCHN
    PST THT JRNYMN PHS Y GTT SPT WTH PRCSN
    YR FCKN TNGS NT N Z, TSS MR LK NCLR FSSN
    WHT GD MD S N, LL YZZLL B SPLTTN
    LK THCK THGHS N GLS GYS ND NYN LS
    YH M TH B PN DMBSS WH JST TLD N HMSLF
    SP

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    Happy Ever Actually dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G]
    Lyrics
    Happy Ever Actually

    Verse 1:
    How much time in this life am I willing to consume
    With thoughts of mortality portending doom
    Yet always assumed I’d be forever in bloom
    Too bad I can’t produce chlorophyll by the light of the moon
    The spring time of life called on account of rain
    I’ve been engulfed in flame but still-reborn the same
    How many times have I told myself I’ll never be adequate
    But consider the skill immaculate, are both assessments accurate?
    I’ve bled for this, and made the mundane my nemesis
    Standing at the precipice is a tough spot for a pessimist
    So I take a step back, maybe two for good measure
    The thought of my own end is no longer a source of pleasure
    Sisyphus had a boulder, Atlas a chip on shoulder
    Icarus wax wings, me? I’m getting older
    Intrinsic and intricate, possibilities are infinite
    Am I indolent or ignorant or do I just not give a shit?

    Hook:
    What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive
    All this time on earth but not a single second spent alive
    I’m not convinced this is how it has to be
    Maybe I can live happy ever actually

    Verse 2:
    Is this a letter to myself, or a scathing editorial
    Autobiographic obituary, self penned memorial
    The inevitably once a comfort, I remember when it changed
    The shift from one self to another like tears in the rain
    Clinging to nihilism to escape the fear of death
    Yet decrying religious thought with each and every other breath
    Hypocritical in my stricture, and aware of the incongruence
    Though it paints a perfect picture, the truth can be a nuisance
    Like why am I surviving when I should be thriving
    Is there some grand point at which I’ll find myself arriving?
    Headlong when I’m diving into patterns of depriving
    Myself of silver linings, as if I’m content with writhing

    Bridge:
    What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive x8

    Hook:
    What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive
    All this time on earth but not a second spent alive
    Not convinced this is how it has to be
    Maybe I can live happy ever actually

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    Go Your Way Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako]
    Lyrics
    Go Your Way

    You remember when they said we should fall back
    Academics too stellar
    Resume was looking hella
    Good. Every app got interviews and call backs
    They said art as a career was a tall task
    While at our packed out shows sipping Cognac
    Decade later and we see that it was all cap

    We just listened cuz we were timid
    Fearful of perpetuating another image
    Of a young black
    Brainiac
    With a lot of promise
    Full scholarship to his flagship college
    Ending up wasted potential
    Jaded while washed up in an office
    But reality has been the oppo
    Site. Wish more people had been on me bout the topic
    And when I showed fear they’d admonished
    And reminded
    Me

    You can start now
    What are you waiting for
    Recognize that it's hard as your heart pounds
    Then step right through that door

    It's worth the grind
    Just know you could fail today
    Get right back up
    it's your time
    Keep up, it will go your way

    Two sold out shows last three days
    Got me tapping in my story on my IG, stay
    Viewing my clips like I’m watching Mahomes replays

    Name might be ubiquitous in my town
    But don’t forget that we could easily be feeling down
    This grind’s an emotional roller coaster that abounds
    With highs and lows even if you try to focus on the “now”

    So next time an opinion makes you think of giving up
    Come back to this moment and remember that you’re enough
    Give the negative emotions place but never erupt
    Cuz channeling that into inspiration is tough

    You know how this can go
    Put yourself in position to inspire your own flow
    Remember the Ws and push through to your goals
    And when the spark hits your spirit
    Speak these affirming lyrics to your soul

    You can start now
    What are you waiting for
    Recognize that it's hard as your heart pounds
    Then step right through that door

    It's worth the grind
    Just know you could fail today
    Get right back up
    it's your time
    Keep up, it will go your way

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    Crystal Sanctuary Vessels of Light [CreateLadyJ, Cam3]
    Lyrics
    Crystal Sanctuary

    (Intro)
    I remember it like it was yesterday, yo. I lost my mom to breast cancer. And in that moment, a side of me came out that I never knew. A very strong and dominant side, whereas my weak side wanted to stay still. If it wasn't for that, that side of me...I don't know where I'd be today...

    (Verse 1)
    We lost our best friend
    As I stare at her body, I say she’s restin'
    When really she's up in heaven and
    That’s when it set in
    All the stressin', depression,
    Avoiding sessions
    The weakest point of my psyche risen
    How can I go on livin'?
    All the vicious ambitions
    Came from my mother’s condition
    So now I’m just a kitten
    Pessimism and minimalism fry my senses
    My dreams and progression went
    Dying off like her existence

    But how you were conceived
    Is insane to me
    Born from pain, rage, patience
    Remaining in me
    Didn’t heed, you unleashed
    A new rage in our steed
    And attacked the whole world
    With the same energy
    If it weren’t for you
    I’d still be lost at sea
    Too scared by anything
    Without Ma’s backing
    I was paralyzed with fear
    But then you took lead
    Keeping up with all our peers
    And you kept me breathing
    'Cause...

    (Bridge)
    What’s left of me
    Are just fears and lies
    You made a sanctuary
    "In you and I"
    I thank you for our dreams
    'Cause they’re still alive
    I wanna line these pieces up now
    Yours and mines

    (Hook)
    You are more than I’d thought I’d be
    Go to war just so we succeed
    Through my mourning, you still believed
    And reformed my Sanctuary
    You are more than I’d ever be
    Go to war just so we succeed
    Through my mourning you still believed
    And reformed my Sanctuary

    (Verse 2)
    I love how we take on the stage
    You made Wreck so amazing
    Making all of my dreams a reality
    I waver but you help me stay here
    'Cause I still see our mom's face
    As she faded away from our reality
    And I cannot shake
    The image of her living
    And the difference of her shivering
    And sick and couldn’t listen
    To the words that I had said
    And I tried to say I’ll miss her
    As her final heartbeat
    Gettin' weaker as she slippin'

    And it's hard to not be bitter
    And it's hard to not just quiver
    In a corner and not give a shit
    You told me "J, this isn't it!
    This isn't what our mom intended
    Get up off your ass and get it!
    "You’re the stronger half of me,
    I thank you for our fuckin visions!
    If it wasn’t for you,
    I would not be here in this position
    So I’m gonna keep on riding
    This bitch off the fucking hinges!

    (Hook)

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    Untitled Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo]
    Lyrics
    Untitled

    I know sometimes it seemed like a lost cause
    but it’s all worth it
    don’t be so hard on yourself cuz you’re not perfect
    and yeah it get dark but just don’t ever stop searching
    cuz right when they drop curtains and the crowds gone and you lost 30
    they can forget to respect you reflect and you’ll see they cannot hurt you they all dirty
    you gotta stop blaming yourself for the friends that you lost
    everything comes with a cost
    and crying don’t mean that you’re soft
    but this is the path and you chose to walk it
    you paid the price for that bag in your pocket
    them cigarettes still got you coughin
    keep smoking them nails in your coffin
    you punish yourself way too often

    And you bein home wouldn’t change what those cops did
    rest up Malik
    i know when you heard that you lost it
    confused and in tears like a lost kid
    and seeing them pigs makes you nauseous
    it’s deadly if you don’t move cautious
    justice is based on who profit
    so whatever it is it is not this

    Turned 32 with a pistol in hand
    thinking this might be the end
    you was down in the darkness again
    right at the height of your plans
    I’m happy that you took the chance and gave me a life
    you don’t understand
    you gave me a life now when i can I’m spreading some light
    I’m doing it right this time

    New lease don’t waste it success so close you can taste it
    two families one apartment yeah you went and got it out the basement
    you was sick of struggling for the basics
    finding your way in the bass hits
    you got the drive and they fake it
    you got a dream they can’t take it
    Every engagement coulda went south
    holes in your heart they been filling with doubt
    they poison your thoughts with all of the venom that come out they mouth
    they want the clout you want the cash
    they sat on a couch when you did a dash
    called you a dummy for chasing your passion and now they act sad you cut em all out

    But It’s all gonna pay off
    poppa got sick and you momma got laid off
    i promise you the pills the only thing you gotta stay off
    smoke up a pound taking the weight off
    long as you ain’t take a day off

    You gotta get rid of the ghosts that haunt you
    and the feeling that nobody want you
    it’s fake why would you respond to it
    they playing a part and it’s on cue
    but people will do what they want to that motivation beyond you
    please refrain from acting out despite the pain they caused you

    Showin a weak point could get you exploited easily
    people be moving so greasy sheesh
    I’m just resting peacefully
    but hoes tore off my Jesus piece and now I’m hanging regally
    whippin the city illegally
    I’m fitna be free this time

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    Dont Stop the Dancing Häagen Dûdz [Johnny Salt, DJ Lemon Pepper]
    Lyrics
    Dont Stop the Dancing

    Häagen Dûdz - Don't Stop the Dancing

    Drums provided by Ultraklystron
    Bass provided by Klopfenpop

    [Intro]
    Another tasty dance jam? Alright DJ Lemon Pepper, let's do it!

    [Verse 1]
    Yo, what's up, number one on the Bloc
    Johnny Salt is the one who's at fault for the rock
    I dance and move, I can hardly make up
    Beats so fresh make your Party break up
    The Soviet, So overlong I'm over it
    Over anybody calling me a once over
    It doesn't take much, I'm easy to please
    Bend those knees, don't freeze, it's dancing

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I manifest the perfect dance
    Take the elevator up to the dance floor
    I manifest the perfect dance
    It's time to party jazz hands with gusto

    [Chorus]
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    You can feel the jam in your heart beat advancing
    Don't forget to tell a friend this the end of wallflowers
    Grip into your destiny and dance with me, real power

    [Post-Chorus]
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    Don't stop me dancing, don't stop me dancing
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    Don't stop me dancing, don't stop me dancing

    [Verse 2]
    Ain't nobody going to stop my shine
    Diamonds from the sky
    Diamonds, diamonds from the sky
    Ain't nobody going to stop my shine
    Diamonds from the sky
    Diamonds, diamonds from the sky

    [Pre-Chorus]
    I manifest the perfect dance
    Take the elevator up to the dance floor
    I manifest the perfect dance
    This is real power, the future of dancing

    [Chorus]
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    You can feel the jam in your heart beat advancing
    Don't forget to tell a friend this the end of wallflowers
    Grip into your destiny and dance with me, real power

    [Post-Chorus]
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    Don't stop me dancing, don't stop me dancing
    Can't stop won't stop don't stop me dancing
    Don't stop me dancing, don't stop me dancing

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    to whom it should ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] feat. Ryako & Big Fake
    Lyrics
    to whom it should

    Dear [REDACTED],

    We'd promised then and again point again repeating we wouldn't just keep breathing without reason. It's the least we could do when failed portrayals of our prescribed human kind as issued were but a recursive script we'd reread, as conscripted, then list every misstep as proof this was a life we were never meant to live through.

    Dear [REDACTED],

    Never held in an honest hand, that handle's a denominant that lands like katanas on skin, exposing the best we could give to a world without leeway for we who may harbor such conflicts among gods and goddesses' gazes. Our path laid charybdic, this tryptych, a maze between pastiche and couth. We shouldn't have to be told what's expected of us to assume

    Dear [REDACTED],

    How you'd bend without confidence to compliment partners and friends through a hollow lens. Problem bends pressed. Solemn movements produced constant stress. More than time will tell them your truths of orchards your eyes held that arrows would fly through. A sparrow's death died by the calendar day. Met by no heart left breaking, unlike you, and I can't excuse how you'd cry out for courage refused

    DEAR JONATHAN,

    I'VE BEEN PRETENDING YOU HAD DIED BACK THEN
    IF MY COMPLIANCE IS DENIED, THEN WHO AM I TO CRY
    WHEN I STOOD SILENTLY BEHIND A WALL OF YOU, NO MIND TO FIRING LINES
    MY HELPLESS OUTER CHILD, A HUMAN SHIELD SO I'D SURVIVE

    I'M THIRTY NINE AND CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THAT THUNDER STORM WAS LIKE
    TO STRIKE IN HUNGER UNDER COVERS LOCKED IN CUPBOARDS EVERY NIGHT
    THESE GOD DAMN METAPHORS OF AGATHYS, WITH COWARDICE AND ICE
    FORMED INTO PAULDRONS TO PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I LEFT YOU FOR A LIFE

    Each breath I took from you in spite and held in tight enough to choke
    I've known no matter undermined intent, regret cut off your growth
    There's no defense invoked this time, the lines that hurt you most I wrote
    Where's the closure in erasure? Supposed to hate you but I won't

    No, no I don't believe in innocence and likely mine the least
    And do appreciate the steps you'd steal when both my legs were weak
    You don't deserve the ways me and your mind would speak to you
    At least Selene can dream now, but how is that supposed to help you sleep?

    DEAR JONATHAN

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    Deja Vu Feat. Beaker, Big Fake, Young Muscle, Klofenpop Dive Bars [Stalara, MykMedia]
    Lyrics
    Deja Vu Feat. Beaker, Big Fake, Young Muscle, Klofenpop

    Guest Producers: Beaker, Big Fake, Young Muscle, Klofenpop

    Déjà vu

    Just when I think
    That I’m moving forward
    And everything's rosie

    That’s when
    I say something stupid
    And fuck myself over again

    Why can’t I chill?
    Just
    Behave with some decency
    Words flow to easily
    Help from some deity

    God

    Damn
    What fucked up piece of shit I am
    Unstable, moody, judgmental, a fucking sham
    And no matter how hard I work, it’s always the same in the end

    Cho:
    Deja vu has got it’s eyes on you
    You can try, but not a thing that you can do
    One step forward leads you back by two then
    Start all over and it’s deja vu again
    X2

    Try to be better
    Try to keep up the hard work
    Try to not be such an asshole
    Try not to act like a jerk
    Try to hold back what your feeling
    Try not to let it come out
    Try not to undue the healing
    And try for once in your fucking life to heed lessons you’ve learned and keep concealing.

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    Hey You, Yeah You (ft. Johnny Hacknslash & Sweeney Toad) CyberFunk2077 [Banditt, Synthlad] -
    Lyrics
    Hey You, Yeah You (ft. Johnny Hacknslash & Sweeney Toad)

    HEY YOU, YEAH YOU

    [INTRO: PRESENT BANDITT]
    Time to clear out some old shit from my hard drive - Wait, did I record this?

    [VERSE 1]
    [PAST BANDITT]
    Dear me - this is you - in the past tense,
    I'd be surprised if you remembered about this,
    See I recorded this to stir you from the outset,
    A moment to cross check the plans you followed out with
    - We are 14 at the time of recording,
    But there is nothing about me thats important,
    See by now you're probably nearing your 40's
    So we're needing to talk about your fortitude forthwith
    [PRESENT BANDITT]
    Um, OK, we're about a year into the scene,
    Got an album in production and Mid-tier VPC
    [PAST BANDITT]
    Oh jeez, please tell me at the very least,
    That the ill Alchemy CD's were well recieved
    [PRESENT]
    Yeah, about that, I sort of used them as a test run,
    I blessed them, honestly, you should see our progression
    [PAST]
    Progression? What happened to the years of investment?
    We picked up a mic in '06 where the hell have the rest gone?

    [CHORUS] PRESENT BANDITT (PAST BANDITT)
    (Hey you) Who me?
    (Yeah you) But you're me
    (What you do?) Well you see...
    (No excuses, truly)
    Well, I (You did what?)
    I've been trying (Not enough)
    I'll be fine (That's a bluff)
    I could try, (Get it done)
    (Hey, you) Who me?
    (Yes, you) Go easy
    (Is it true?) It could be
    (How many oppertunities, you gonna need?)
    Yes, but I... (No you don't)
    But I might (No you won't)
    Give me time (That's a joke)
    (No more excuses, 'cause your moment is now)

    [VERSE 2]
    [PAST]
    Let me guess, you've still not done a live show?
    - Still no concept of how time flows,
    Still haven't made your scanners track,
    You know, the one to make their mind blown?
    Probably still procrastinating on an album
    Stuck between being an oddball and a brown nose,
    Probably still unsure of how your style goes,
    It's been 15 years thats a year for every download
    Every day that you're not dropping flames what are you doing?
    I thought you came in the game to make music
    If you're thinking that now our points proven,
    I hate to have to do this, but we might be a bit stupid
    What happened to breaking your back making a track,
    Every day that you are waking up that's space to attack,
    Every critic who is spraying you flak, shaping your craft
    - You probably still don't even tell people you rap

    [CHORUS] PRESENT BANDITT (PAST BANDITT)
    (Hey you) Who me?
    (Yeah you) But you're me
    (What you do?) Well you see...
    (No excuses, truly)
    Well, I (You did what?)
    I've been trying (Not enough)
    I'll be fine (That's a bluff)
    I could try, (Get it done)
    (Hey, you) Who me?
    (Yes, you) Go easy
    (Is it true?) It could be
    (How many oppertunities, you gonna need?)
    Yes, but I... (No you don't)
    But I might (No you won't)
    Give me time (That's a joke)
    (No more excuses, 'cause your moment is now)

    [VERSE 3: PRESENT]
    I take it you're trying to motivate me, nice try
    You're probably still making tracks to get a high five
    Probably raging on the boards like that Goku guy
    Because you get criticized like that No Shoes guy
    It must be easy for you to tell me to work harder,
    When you cant see in front of your hands like an archer
    You're three years from meeting your perfect partner
    spoiler alert 10 years from now you'll be a father,
    Let me give you some advide that you can ponder,
    Life doesn't care about the dreams that you wonder
    But if I had to choose between this and my daughter
    To be honest I probably wouldnt even bother
    Hey you, yes you, don't sweat the small things,
    You the planet we live on keeps on revolving,
    So if all that matters is to be famous and be balling,
    But wait until you see your daughter start crawling

    [CHORUS] PRESENT BANDITT
    Hey you it's me
    From me to you
    (What you do?) Well you see...
    (No excuses, truly)
    Well, I (You did what?)
    I've been trying (Not enough)
    I'll be fine (That's a bluff)
    I could try, (Get it done)

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    Gotta Get Away (feat. prod. by Thugmasta J and Synthlad) Streezy Toad [Young Stroke Aka Young Muscle, Sweeney Toad]
    Lyrics
    Gotta Get Away (feat. prod. by Thugmasta J and Synthlad)

    Gotta Get Away

    young stroke, you need to escape
    or else get killed like dumbledore by severus snape
    you need to run, or better yet hustle
    how you earned the name young stroke aka young muscle
    or else, you might get murdered
    you'll be dead meat, not talking bout hamburger
    need to sneak like a burglar
    or else you'll get caught and that's not hot
    it's like a horror movie without the film score
    people in the theater be like "don't open that door"
    but i open it...
    when i see what's on the other side i say "oh shit"
    but you'll never see the stroke quit
    i'm so focused, imma tell you bout survival
    oh wait, the hot girl died?
    there's no more reason to hide

    i gotta to get away
    i gotta to run away
    i gotta to get away
    i gotta to run away

    young muscle you need to run like marathon
    or else you'll be floating down river phlegethon
    or better yet styx, no more ballin' in the mix
    if you're dead, that means no more pizza from the hut
    imma tell you what's up, if you're dead, no more stroke cuts
    or krispy kreme donuts, or cherry coke sodas
    the scene is grizzly, but they ask "who is he"
    it's that young stroke, let me solve this mystery
    let me find the escape hatch
    alcohol out the flask, i smile but it's a mask
    back to the task imma break the damn glass
    escape out the back, that's just how i act
    they say "stroke come back" then the credits start rollin'
    haters missed the movie 'cause their phones were steady scrollin'
    'cause i give em the blues
    running away in the whip i drive some chevrolet shoes

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    The Great Odyssey (feat. Ultraklystron) 2 Cannonz [SirenSeraph, PSX]
    Lyrics
    The Great Odyssey (feat. Ultraklystron)

    I've grown so much during this sonnet voyage across unknown oceans I've always wanted to float in, but now it has come to a conclusion, who's winnin, who's losin this game of amusement, I'm losing my purpose, tell me was it all worth it?

    I'm still searching for that spark to create a true work of art, a masterpiece that hits top marks. With the sweetness of a harp, but with the fierceness of a shark, as swift as a fox, as strong as an Ox and more terrifying than Pandora's Box.

    For the dawn approaches and I'm still filled with these emotions, no roses, just an endless ocean of dread, no one will hear what I've said, no tears will be shed, these words misread, once more with my voice torn to shreds, full speed ahead!

    With all the choices I've made I won't go back to erase my mistakes, I will look back to rejoice and say that this descending grace was always going to take place, for this is never ending fate I'm doomed to never fully escape

    Forever I'll seek to be The Greatest Sea Terror, with a beautiful voice that could perfectly pleasure each measure, with the gaze of a harlot that could make you all surrender, Just imagine, this Siren hasn't even shown you her feathers

    No matter the weather we will forever be together without a failure, I'll never be alone with all the souls I own, they are my life, they are my home, for they are the works of art that I've chosen to sit upon this watery Throne

    These broken ambrosian souls are woven into my one true devotion, one spoken explosion of emotion that has awoken the biggest part of me, I'm free, we'll leave our marks and never depart for this is where it starts.

    I've illustrated my heart's song, I've coordinated my prolog, and formulated my catalogue, it's not much but I've made it this far, and with these battle scars I will arm up my squad and symphonically carve our name in the stars!

    Hook:
    She voyaged through Thalassa
    With her armies in a trance
    She conquered all of Gaia So no mortal stood a chance
    The Gods mourned their patrons
    Souls were hers to command
    For she's the hourglass and She's the last grain of sand

    For she's the hourglass and She's the last grain of sand!

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    The Basics (Prod. Ultraklystron, Klopfenpop, Tanner4105) Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron]
    Lyrics
    The Basics (Prod. Ultraklystron, Klopfenpop, Tanner4105)

    intro.
    Dear Nursehella,
    Oh! Wait, I meant Nunchuck Bitch!
    Aw, fucked that one up!
    Uh, yeah, I'm not the same person...
    ...as I was before.

    ch.
    I'm basically a master
    Cause I mastered the basics
    And I debated the bastards
    And masterbate in their faces

    v.
    (yeah)
    I ain't here to make enemies
    I ain't here to make friends
    I'm just here to make money (cha-ching)
    Like my dad always said
    You keep your shit on the low
    Don't ask and don't tell
    The basis is need to know
    So you look out for yourself
    Note to self: acquire wealth,
    Keep your bitch on the shelf,
    Trade happiness for dreams
    Trade fame for mental health
    An' I'm a a glass of molasses
    Half empty, half jackass
    You're a handful of assholes
    With the rose tinted glasses

    You put your bros before hoes
    And yr chicks before dicks
    You put your mother before others
    Yes, you best remember this
    Take the best, leave the rest
    Fuck the gun, leave the cannole (Nolely!)
    If the best is yet to come
    I'm a save it like a goalie
    I'm a right the wrongs I left
    My mistakes are my perfection
    I'm a move on to the next
    Still respectin' my depressions
    Cause I once was Under Pressure, boyee
    Now it ain't a thing
    Like Ice, I'm not the same
    I got that lil bitty ting (tiss!)

    post script.
    Yeah, you never eat
    a fuckin' hamburger with onions
    before you bout ta fuckin' do a rap!

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    EMERGENCY WoRk TRiP Laryngitis (shit on the DANCEflOOr) Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey]
    Lyrics
    EMERGENCY WoRk TRiP Laryngitis (shit on the DANCEflOOr)

    Our song features Tanner4105 without his consent with the attached samples.
    It is a letter to Hard Corey.

    hold up stop wait
    cuz the party just died
    allow me to recesuitate
    help me keep it alive
    come on now,
    hoes get loud
    if you not shaking ass
    then you're not getting down
    and if you're not getting down
    better get up and shout
    suck another shot and start passing out
    i don't care if you heard
    or if ya boots got fur
    just get on the floor and act absurd
    we're the former fat boys
    my name is $uccess
    i fuck like crazy cuz my dick's like fake breasts
    and all night I be shaking my groove thing
    they call me screech cuz the way I'm moving
    but thing is if I don't strut my stuff
    I start to feel pressure build up in my butt
    and if you don't move too the pressure builds up
    and I explode on the floor and the clubs like what the fuck

    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more

    take a shot of whiskey
    a shot of valtrex
    all these holes
    so I'm bound to have sex
    unless I have to take a dump
    cuz you're sitting by the wall
    stead of shaking ya rump
    cuz you chatting with ya girls
    instead of doing the hump
    cuz you kris krossing the bar
    come on....jump
    so take one step forwards, two steps backwards
    where's a nice white kid learn these bad words
    take one step forwards, dos steps backwards
    watch your step cuz i may have dropped turds
    on floor over here, over there
    cuz if you're not dancing I assume you don't care
    i assume you heard my threat and you don't scare
    cuz I told you I would poop if you didn't show flair
    yeah i'll do it everywhere, its impolite to stare
    besides its your fault cuz you just sat there sooo

    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more

    don't stop
    shake then drop
    or i'm gonna give new meaning
    to drop it like its hot
    and steaming, reaking
    girls start shrieking, i'll drop trow
    unless y'all start believing
    sipping ecto-coolers and they spiked with goose
    a little slimer juice gets ya stools loose
    so you have to stand, yo don't be late
    come on gravitate
    its piece of cake
    cuz i don't care, i don't mean to scold
    but i was born with a disorder that i cannot control
    i'll count to number two, then i'll let go
    then the party's over and we all go home
    so if you can't dance, at least wiggle a bit
    cuz its kinda building up, and i might have to shit
    yo you in the corner, why you gotta sit
    you ruined it for everyone cuz now i gotta shit

    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit

    move it
    move it
    or I'm gon lose it
    I ain't kidding when I say I'm gonna drop new shit

    move it
    move it
    or I'm gon lose it
    I ain't kidding when I say I'm gonna drop new shit

    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit on the dance floor, uh-unless you dance more
    i'm gonna shit

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    Emetographia feat. Klopfenpop .5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus]
    Lyrics
    Emetographia feat. Klopfenpop

    Sorry to bother you.
    I know you've got a lot of stuff on your plate.
    You're brushing up against the date and look at the nothing you've made!
    It's tough to resuscitate your lust to create. You've been crushing it lately,
    but now you're getting crushed under the weight.
    Must be great knowing it's much too late to start.
    A game of art, not for the faint of heart.
    Play your cards, portray this as your "favorite part"
    and maybe they won't pay regard to the quotation marks.
    [Aw, poor baby...] I hear you're supposed to write a letter to yourself.
    I don't envy you, but at least you know you better than anyone else.
    You won't excel with every breath you exhale,
    but never put pencil to paper and you'll definitely fail.
    You're in the belly of the whale. Telling a tale
    you might as well be spelling in braille to an elephant snail.
    That's a hell of a way to tell em you're well on your way to dismount
    the intelligence scale looking delicate, frail and incredibly pale.
    Better get it together, level with Nebuchadnezzar,
    and tell yourself you're better than ever,
    and get the twenty that's left on the dresser.
    A generous treasure for selling a pheasant your feathers.
    An elegant gesture, but can you weather the pressure
    of penning an eloquent letter from behind the delicatessen?
    I don't know what you expect to get for sending a message except
    an exacerbated sense of emptiness. Depressed and upset
    at the sentiment settling in the sediment.
    Is it getting too meta to meditate on the genuine?
    Would you have to explain what every letter meant?
    You're writing to yourself. It's technically self-evident.
    You're reticent, hesitant to express your perspective and
    you've never said anything without any prep and editing.
    You're spending a minute twenty ingeminating the premise when
    you could instead with brevity pretend to be semi-intelligent.

    [Write. You cannot write.
    Write, on time.
    Three days until the deadline,
    still not having written a word?
    Write. You cannot write.
    You cannot...write words.
    Write. You cannot...
    ...write on time.]

    Dear waste paper basket, this halfwitted draft
    written past the halfway mark's definitely getting trashed,
    pretty fast. It is massively daft.
    Asininity about to hit critical mass.
    When you tell yourself you won't finish the given task,
    you're spitting scientific facts. It's simple math.
    At the risk of getting crass, you and your shitty raps
    are committing acts of lyrical Syrup of Ipecac.
    If they don't skip this track, you're getting ripped in half.
    Like the the napkin you scratch your inscriptions at.
    They will snicker and laugh, tickled pastel pink
    with nipple clamps and compare you to Nickelback.
    A triple pass of rewrites won't fix this gaffe.
    Your talent's as nonexistent as the middle class.
    You need to get off your ass, you haven't achieved a thing
    since bringing your babysitter back from Fribbulus Xax.
    Maybe it's for the best that all you're gonna do
    is send a dorky message to an audience of you.
    It's been a long time since you seemed promising and new.
    You're a disgrace to your name and your mom is gonna sue.
    Are you getting through to yourself or is it in one ear,
    out the other, as you sputter another opinion?
    Weird? Utterly, but it's been done, all you could think of.
    Enough, pencils down, it's time to give up.

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    Biggest Mistake Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105]
    Lyrics
    Biggest Mistake

    dearest beefy this for your eyes only
    set to detonate remotely, highly classified it homie
    keep the kitten in the jansport and don't let it get out
    hopefully nobody figures it out
    What we’re dealing with is
    i've been beefy for so long i don't remember how to be anything else
    got jacks and joker for a house
    and if they knew what I was bout
    I’m pretty sure they’d wanna bounce
    like i said, they'll never figure it out
    confidence is just a cosplay
    everyday a broadway
    can I get a mandatory reference here to wu-tang
    distract em in a new way, reference with a big brain
    grapplehookin' pussy now that they be leaving bruce wayne, right?
    I've always felt like I’m a giant imposter
    nerdcore created a monster, fat boy surrounded in armor
    sweating it always gets hotter when you pretend not to bother
    play the role of a rocker, but softer than tony chopper
    And I’mma go into a beast mode, don't get exposed
    best be staying on your toes or else your cover's blown
    and the people that have met you they know it
    they've all been too nice to show it
    but better safe not to blow it

    I don't know what I would do without you
    or the pits that I keep falling into
    Often feels like there’s no more I can take
    maybe picking up a mic had been my biggest mistake, yay

    I don't know what I would do without you
    or the pits that I keep falling into
    it's never about pleasing them it's always about pleasing me
    so why I gotta hate myself and be my own worst enemy?

    friend requests add to a list of all the ones that I missed
    they going nowhere like new taxes to a capitalist
    ghosting everyone in hopes they all forgot you exist
    Beefy to be honest always thought that you'd be harder than this
    filling rings cause I've been running away
    while still pretending that they want me to stay
    hoping someone out there asks me to play, so I can hold and delay
    this body got a lot of skin and it should be in the game
    hold it close to the chest and limit regrets
    make em all believe that your blessed, no telling the rest,
    can't believe we got the people thinking we ain't amature
    acting like a karen when I'm secretly the manager
    and just a couple tiny notes like Arriety
    give the people what they want babay Fuck Steve Perry
    I don't mean it and I love him but that's just a thing that they say
    but ya gotta give em all a reason to pay
    but in the future check the roster and then maybe we'll see
    if some dope rappers wanna party with me
    gotta be like D&D with a feat.
    have tanner whip up a beat
    and send an mp3 to XOC and Joey Z potentially

    I don't know what I would do without you
    or the pits that I keep falling into
    Often feels like there’s no more I can take
    maybe picking up a mic had been my biggest mistake, yay

    I don't know what I would do without you
    or the pits that I keep falling into
    it's never about pleasing them it's always about pleasing me
    so why I gotta hate myself and be my own worst enemy?

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    Fuck This XD (feat. Tanner4105) Sailor Doom remix [Johnny HacknSlash, TwillDistilled]
    Lyrics
    Fuck This XD (feat. Tanner4105)

    Dear me
    it's me
    heres a letter to myself

    Dear me
    dear me
    here's a letter to myself

    Dear me
    it's me
    heres a letter to myself

    I'm eating a sandwich

    I'm eating a sandwich

    Sandwich

    I'm eating a sandwich

    there's too much cheese

    cheese

    and I shouldn't have this

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    stilldorohedoro KKMDS [Ill Gill, Thugmasta J]
    Lyrics
    stilldorohedoro

    quick to cut it up like a sorcerer
    the clothes you wore were gossamer
    body bag customer of course you were
    the tones you heard were dulcimer
    went ah-ahah-ah-ah-ah
    she aint your partner stop forcing her
    mascot of th esharks aint endorsing her
    we're biting all these bikini girls
    living in between these worlds
    taking off the mask letting down my curls
    becaue i'm noone to no. 1
    No-Ichi to a Noi pleased to destroy

    YO HO HO FROM THE BOTOM OF THE HOLE
    (still dorohedorho)
    LOST IN CHAOS AND OUT OF CONTROL
    (Still Dorohedoro)
    WE'RE JUST FREINDS WITH NIKAIDO
    (still dorohedoro still dorohedoro)
    LETS HOPE THAT OUR HEAD REGROWS
    (still dorohedoro to me)

    devil in the streets devil in the sheets
    if you got the gyoza i'm here to bring the heat
    you can go to hell for selling devil treats
    thank nikaido for mincing up the meat

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    So Long And Thanks For All The Digs Night City Glitches [NoShoes, #Raccune]
    Lyrics
    So Long And Thanks For All The Digs

    Sorry for the late response. My mental wasn't able./
    Big ups and congrats to the haters at the big kids table/
    Diss hit soft, but I don't blame you tryna stay sustainable/
    I would rather bump Crown Joels than listen to these a holes/

    Oh, honey. Ya'll must really got a foot fetish
    I bet you all high fived thinkin you left my ego shredded/
    double tap to make sure your opponents are deaded/
    I'm about to reload, and now I'm aiming for heads, kids/

    I was trying to stay vague, but some of you took it personal/
    guess no shoes were too uncomfortable to fathom role reversal/
    not concerned with how I shine, I try new things to keep it versital/
    Tom Hanks was the spark, Do panic was dress rehearsal/

    I told myself I would never stop until I hit the top/
    Then I saw the people in the clouds and it made me climb back down the beanstalk/
    You think that tough talk diss drop'd make my rhymes stop?/
    I could wipe alllll 5 of you cumwads up with one sock/

    I guess I let a little too much of my heart show/
    I could have just sucked it aup and let these feelings go
    Perhaps I'm not straightforward with my rhymes or my flow/
    I just want to compete and make the skill grow/
    Wanted to be among those that I mistook for being pro/
    I shoulda read between the lines. Ya'll wasn't ready for ol Nine Toes/

    Not even mad about it. Ain't got no love for no bullies/
    There's nothing better I could call it, and I recognize that fully/
    Don't try to take credit, sayin' I'm better cause you pushed me (x3)/
    Kicking a man when he's fallen? It's never been a good look, G/

    Service? Nah. ya'll just came off as jerks/
    Ya'll iCarly about it I rock a Carly Simon smirk/
    I'm all about the brush off, got that ironsides perk/
    if you want to make them see it's work, you gotta do more than they think it's worth/

    "BuT iT's A cOmPeTiTiOn, NoShOeS " Yeah, I get that/
    Remind me again which round it was about the diss track/
    5 of you sought to make a punch, but what came out was a slap/
    I couldn't help myself, folx. But it was good for some laughs/

    It's no wonder none of the royalty will fuck with you/
    Patting each other on the back the top ten is the proof/
    Grammy nods in this bitch, but you still think you're the truth/
    Got me lost with that signal just like it's terrible bluetooth/

    Again with cliché, but some ya'll cats be straight toxic/
    You deflect and run your mouths like a busted old faucet
    But keep it edgey, my nerds, like you ain't already lost it
    You crucify Arson, can't stand the words of a prophet/

    But this ain't an airport. So it's just Irish goodbye/
    You'll never see me as equal no matter how hard I try/
    I'll take the lessons burned into me, try and giggle the knife/
    This shit's for the birds. There's so much more to this life/

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    No Regerts (The Map is Not the Terrain) [#$^] [Messiah Carey, Jared Sparks]
    Lyrics
    No Regerts (The Map is Not the Terrain)

    The map is not the territory
    And the place you are has no name
    If you just showed up and said the story
    They’d be so so glad that you came
    So glad that you came (the map is not the terrain!)
    So glad that you came (the map is not the terrain!)

    Ya got no regerts (that’s regrets)
    Do what ya gotta tho ya know it hurts
    And no..no yer just not sure, ya got no plan
    but it won’t deter
    And the truth is ya never really needed to know
    You got a brain that’s trouble and a hedonist flow
    And even if ya never get your piece of the dough
    that in itself is no reason to go
    Ya lost more folks than most folks had
    And I know it made ya so so sad
    That’s the past just can’t go back
    But ya know what - I know that you know that
    So phat, then it was dope,
    then it would slap and then everyone’s woke
    And it ain’t yer words that did it,
    So ya gotta be your own personal cynic,
    You kinda gotta start at the beginning
    don’t be immersed in the finish,
    Put on yer grimace and live a
    Life underground come up for air with the misfits
    If nobody sees it nobody cares about yer mischief
    You will blink and it turns out you missed it
    So much more to life than this shit
    Not that you’ll ever know if you don’t risk it

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    The Cycle (feat. Tanner4105) Rad Labs, Inc. [Michaelangeflow, Omniboss]
    Lyrics
    The Cycle (feat. Tanner4105)

    The Cycle (feat. Tanner4105)- Rad Labs, Inc.

    Dear Michael
    It's the cycle
    You got break the tight hold
    Upon your life whole

    What you gonna do
    When all your life blows
    Past your face
    Like a plume of smoke (here we go)

    Pen to paper
    So I don't forget
    The way that I feel
    That led me to regret

    The way that I am
    And the way that I get
    When our disease Has us
    all kinds of upset

    Listen me, the doctors
    They've all been telling
    That the path that we're rockin
    Is the way to selling

    Out our soul
    To a different goal
    Of the addictions hold
    Making things so frictional

    do better than this
    push past the bliss
    move past the shit
    Get some bonuses

    You got to hone this in
    And hope not to trip
    See the dope that we spin
    Is some kinda opening

    In the armor
    Of a young boy's karma
    Just looking for some farmer
    ceuticals that won't harm her

    was it our diploma
    That led us to the coma?
    That put us into a state
    Of total alone a

    So time to unwind
    And have an aroma
    therapy. What you gonna do
    With your new molars?

    Will be grinding
    From a mind bend
    But don't forget
    your tonal whining

    Dear Michael
    It's the cycle
    You got break the tight hold
    Upon your life whole

    What you gonna do
    When all your life blows
    Past your face
    Like a plume of smoke (here we go)

    Do you remember
    being sober?
    It’s Happening less
    As we get older

    No restless nights
    Walking up over and over
    The addiction is getting
    Bolder and bolder

    Do you remember
    Our waking dreams?
    the chaos inside
    Is not what it seems

    Gotta get outside and do
    a grounding technique
    Go to therapy and
    Listen to them speak

    Take your pills and
    Try not to fall asleep
    Mediate
    It might give some relief

    I'm writing you this letter
    From the other side of things
    I know you like shit better
    When the message comes singed

    But what I do know
    Is that our mind is the island
    It makes sense when
    the work was piling

    You'd want to escape
    to a place of silence
    But the music it always
    has a way to find us

    Deep in that cave
    You gotta be brave
    To come out and
    Pave your own way

    Do you listen to
    The outside voices
    Or diss them with some
    Inside choices

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    Exorcising the Shemon HomeSchool Heroes [CKA Chipoche, Slywalker]
    Lyrics
    Exorcising the Shemon

    Last time I was here and my ending was set
    Now I’m runnin’ and trying to get my head in check
    Big moves gotta go. Left all I called home
    Tell myself all the things I need to know

    Sort it out is also part of the mess
    But it’s better to be here And I’d do it all again
    It’s me and at times I feel alone
    trench run sucks when your wingmen are gone

    Skim the surface to this point
    Breaking your Mind out of the joint
    SlyWalker flyin’ right by my side
    HomeSchool Heroes ride or die

    Ain’t got no time and then plenty to spare
    Fear of life pulling out my hair
    The miserable me holding in my hand
    Letter to myself “you got this man”

    As I go on stage the beat drops
    Look into my hand and remember
    It’s all about the redesign
    If I could tell myself the things i need to know

    “Don’t give up”
    “Don’t give in”
    “Always always always”
    “Hold up your chin”

    Mic in hand survey the show
    One last rhyme
    Ya lick it stick it
    see you later bye

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    Glassy Eyes feat. Klopfenpop & Damn Selene Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament]
    Lyrics
    Glassy Eyes feat. Klopfenpop & Damn Selene

    -Hook-

    Message to the 5KYGODD, I give a piece of mind...
    I'm so sorry, but I gotta catch a ride and leave this all behind

    The 'Clout' is major leagues above the love
    So I'm here to give back the gloves
    With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye....

    -Verse 1-
    The game put me put in a rough spot
    200% final destination, last stock, hoping I don't plummet and fall to my debt like it was a budget clapping at the end show respect
    when it wasn't supposed to happen cappin'
    Dually noted when I'm rapping rapping
    Even when the 'king dumb' is where the magic happens
    It's 1 to 1, the keyboards are click clacking
    While the Clout program feed players to their satisfaction, I've come to terms they're not really lost, they want to be at the pinpoint of the circle like a ring toss others got their fingers crossed thinking they'd make it to the top by any means necessary even trade others as a cost.
    I'm not here to be a bargaining chip, that be flipped, change sides to the main problems we dealing with, I feel tricked, I don't know who I can trust, life spans be expensive, staying human is a must.

    -Hook 2-

    Message to the 5KYGODD, I give a piece of mind...
    I'm so sorry, but I gotta catch a ride and leave this all behind

    The 'Clout' is major leagues above the love
    So I'm here to give back the gloves
    With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye....

    -Verse 2-
    I hope you can hear me out, I'm not the type that will scream and shout, can no longer Stefan the Urkle route,
    on that account, I get past the smoke and mirrors, the wizard at the end are just light fixtures, distorted pictures...
    Is this nerdcore, or just a gimmick culture that we pillage nerds for, that's where the feelings tore, from all the bullying and depression under society's selection, I thought this was our safe haven for our protection, but I wrong,
    In ways we are all the same, impossible to break the chain, when the same mentality still remains, so I understand the gamertags thus far because in the world we don't know who you truly are
    Now, understand I'm exhausted, I just wanted to go home
    Try forcing things, its too dangerous to go alone
    Filled the bar, and I'm ready to use the Super
    When does Player One get a chance to be Mark [Fk'n] Cooper

    With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye....

    -End-

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    March Thirteenth [additional prod. Klopfenpop & Prowess The Testament] Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake]
    Lyrics
    March Thirteenth [additional prod. Klopfenpop & Prowess The Testament]

    [rap: Joey Z]
    [production: BigFake]
    [sfx: Prowess The Testament]
    [guitar: Klopfenpop]

    WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF?
    WHAT DO YOU GAIN FROM IT?
    ON THE SIDEWALK BROAD DAYLIGHT SICK TO YOUR STOMACH
    IT'S MARCH 13TH
    YOU TOOK A WALK TO TRY & WRITE SOMETHING
    ENDED UP FUCKED UP ON THE STREET
    AND FOR WHAT?
    IT'S GETTING HARD TO BREATHE
    YOU'RE CRYING
    HYPERVENTILATING
    ALL OVER A BEAT
    WHEN YOU STEPPED OUT
    BET THAT YOU WERE THINKING SHIT WAS SWEET
    TIL YOU STARTED TEARING UP & YOU WERE TWO BARS DEEP

    I GUESS YOU'VE GOTTA BLEED WHEN YOU CUT INTO THE SOURCE OF ALL YOUR GRIEF
    THE UNPROCESSED THOUGHTS & ALL THE TRAUMA THAT YOU KEEP CAME CRASHING DOWN ON THE FRONT LAWN OF A RANDOM PERSON'S HOUSE
    "FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
    YOU WANNA SCREAM IT BUT YOU DONT
    YOU'VE GOTTA SHOW RESTRAINT
    IF ANYBODY SEES YOU YOU'D BE SO FUCKING ASHAMED
    WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR KNEES
    TRY TO BREATHE
    CAN'T DO IT
    WHY THE FUCK YOU GOTTA DO THIS OVER STUPID ASS MUSIC?
    NOBODY CARES
    YOU'RE NOT PRETTY OR DYING
    YOU'RE A SAD FUCKING WEIRDO WHO GOT DECENT AT RHYMING
    STOP FUCKING CRYING
    YOU CANT DO THIS ANYMORE
    TRYNA ALCHEMIZE YOUR FEELINGS
    TURN YOUR GRIEF INTO GOLD
    FOR WHAT?
    NOBODY'S LISTENING
    YOUR TRAUMA'S UNIMPORTANT
    DONT YOU GET IT?
    NO ONE CARES YOUR MAMA DIED OR HOW YOU'RE MOURNING
    IT'S PATHETIC
    THE WAY THAT YOU'RE ATTEMPTING TO BELIEVE YOU'RE DOING ANYTHING BUT EXPLOITING MAMA'S DEATH YOU FUCKING FIEND
    YOU NEED ATTENTION?
    SHE NEEDED LIKE TWENTY SHOTS A DAY OF MEDICINE TO FALL ASLEEP UNTIL SHE LOST HER WILL TO FUCKING BREATHE
    "FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
    YOU'RE FINALLY STANDING
    STILL CRYING BUT SMILING & LAUGHING
    CONGRATULATIONS LOSER
    YOU WIN NOTHING, DEATH COMES BY SURPRISE
    THEN IT SUCKS
    YOU LEARN NOTHING
    & IT FUCKS UP YOUR LIFE
    WHAT A PRIZE!
    WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO SHARE THIS?
    ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS ARE BAD
    YOU SHOULD HONESTLY BE EMBARASSED
    ALL OF YOUR SONGS ARE SAD
    & NOBODY NEEDS TO HEAR THIS
    YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE OKAY
    NO YOU'RE NOT
    YOU'RE PROBABLY NOWHERE NEAR IT
    WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?
    RAPPING ABOUT NOTHING MIGHT BE BETTER FOR YOUR HEALTH
    NOT RAPPING AT ALL MIGHT BE BETTER ALTOGETHER
    SHUT THE FUCK UP
    KEEP WALKING
    YOU'RE FINE
    IT'S WHATEVER
    FLIP THE RECORD

    I KEPT WALKING TIL I FELT BETTER
    FINISHED WRITING THE SONG
    WENT HOME TO RECORD THE DEMO
    ENDED UP LOVING IT, ONE OF MY FAVORITES EVER
    SO I GUESS I GOT SOMETHING FOR ALL THE EFFORT
    RESULTS UNDER PRESSURE ARE NORMAL
    IT'S NOTHING NEW TO ME
    THE HARSH & SELF-DEPRECATING SCRUTINY USUALLY GETS IT DONE BUT WHEN I THINK ABOUT THAT DAY I JUST FEEL NUMB & DISCONNECTED
    THE POWER OF PERSPECTIVE IS WHAT BROUGHT ME HERE TODAY
    & IF I COULD GO BACK TO MARCH 13TH WITH ONE MESSAGE I'D TELL ME "EVERYTHING IS WORTH IT, EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY
    YOU DO THIS FOR A PURPOSE THAT'S BEYOND YOUR MORTAL FRAME
    FOR THE PEOPLE WHO CANT FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
    YOU'RE THEIR ESCAPE
    JUST REMEMBER THAT"

    REMEMBER MARCH 13TH

    SATURDAY MARCH 13TH YOU HAD AN ANXIETY ATTACK ON THE SIDEWALK IN FRONT OF A RANDOM PERSON'S HOUSE IN BROAD DAYLIGHT
    THEY MIGHT HAVE SEEN IT BUT IT DIDNT REALLY MATTER IN THAT MOMENT
    YOU WERE THINKING "THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A NICE DAY RIGHT?
    WHY IS IT LIKE THIS? WHY AM I LIKE THIS?"
    HANDS ON YOUR KNEES, YOU COULD BARELY BREATHE IN THE TIME SKIP
    STEPPED OUT THINKING SHIT WAS SWEET?
    IT'S A CRISIS
    YOU SCROLLED THRU SOME BEATS TRYNA FIND THE PERFECT VIBE & YOU GOT IT
    THIS IS HOW YOU'RE FEELING TODAY
    YOU LOOPED IT UP & GOT MOVING YOU WERE FEELING OKAY

    YOU WERE WALKING DOWN THE STREET, SQUINTING AT THE SCREEN ON YOUR PHONE
    FINGERS ALCHEMIZING FEELINGS TURNING GRIEF INTO GOLD
    THIS IS A SONG ABOUT A DAY WHERE I HAD A BREAKDOWN WHILE TAKING A WALK WRITING A SONG, IT'S MOSTLY WRITTEN FROM THE PERSPECTIVE OF THAT MOMENT, IT'S LIKE THE LETTER MY BRAIN WAS WRITING AT MYSELF WHEN I WAS FREAKING OUT ON THE SIDEWALK?? IDK YOU GET IT

    WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF?
    WHAT DO YOU GAIN FROM IT?
    ON THE SIDEWALK BROAD DAYLIGHT SICK TO YOUR STOMACH
    IT'S MARCH 13TH
    YOU TOOK A WALK TO TRY & WRITE SOMETHING
    ENDED UP FUCKED UP ON THE STREET
    AND FOR WHAT?
    IT'S GETTING HARD TO BREATHE
    YOU'RE CRYING
    HYPERVENTILATING
    ALL OVER A BEAT
    WHEN YOU STEPPED OUT
    BET THAT YOU WERE THINKING SHIT WAS SWEET
    TIL YOU STARTED TEARING UP & YOU WERE TWO BARS DEEP

    I GUESS YOU'VE GOTTA BLEED WHEN YOU CUT INTO THE SOURCE OF ALL YOUR GRIEF
    THE UNPROCESSED THOUGHTS & ALL THE TRAUMA THAT YOU KEEP CAME CRASHING DOWN ON THE FRONT LAWN OF A RANDOM PERSON'S HOUSE
    "FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
    YOU WANNA SCREAM IT BUT YOU DONT
    YOU'VE GOTTA SHOW RESTRAINT
    IF ANYBODY SEES YOU YOU'D BE SO FUCKING ASHAMED
    WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR KNEES
    TRY TO BREATHE
    CANT DO IT
    WHY THE FUCK YOU GOTTA DO THIS OVER STUPID ASS MUSIC?
    NOBODY CARES
    YOU'RE NOT PRETTY OR DYING
    YOU'RE A SAD FUCKING WEIRDO WHO GOT DECENT AT RHYMING
    STOP FUCKING CRYING
    YOU CANT DO THIS ANYMORE
    TRYNA ALCHEMIZE YOUR FEELINGS
    TURN YOUR GRIEF INTO GOLD
    FOR WHAT?
    NOBODY'S LISTENING
    YOUR TRAUMA'S UNIMPORTANT
    DONT YOU GET IT?
    NO ONE CARES YOUR MAMA DIED OR HOW YOU'RE MOURNING
    IT'S PATHETIC
    THE WAY THAT YOU'RE ATTEMPTING TO BELIEVE YOU'RE DOING ANYTHING BUT EXPLOITING MAMA'S DEATH YOU FUCKING FIEND
    YOU NEED ATTENTION?
    SHE NEEDED LIKE TWENTY SHOTS A DAY OF MEDICINE TO FALL ASLEEP UNTIL SHE LOST HER WILL TO FUCKING BREATHE
    "FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
    YOU'RE FINALLY STANDING
    STILL CRYING BUT SMILING & LAUGHING
    CONGRATULATIONS LOSER
    YOU WIN NOTHING, DEATH COMES BY SURPRISE
    THEN IT SUCKS
    YOU LEARN NOTHING
    & IT FUCKS UP YOUR LIFE
    WHAT A PRIZE!
    WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO SHARE THIS?
    ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS ARE BAD
    YOU SHOULD HONESTLY BE EMBARASSED
    ALL OF YOUR SONGS ARE SAD
    & NOBODY NEEDS TO HEAR THIS
    YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE OKAY
    NO YOU'RE NOT
    YOU'RE PROBABLY NOWHERE NEAR IT
    WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?
    RAPPING ABOUT NOTHING MIGHT BE BETTER FOR YOUR HEALTH
    NOT RAPPING AT ALL MIGHT BE BETTER ALTOGETHER
    SHUT THE FUCK UP
    KEEP WALKING
    YOU'RE FINE
    IT'S WHATEVER
    FLIP THE RECORD

    I KEPT WALKING TIL I FELT BETTER
    FINISHED WRITING THE SONG
    WENT HOME TO RECORD THE DEMO
    ENDED UP LOVING IT, ONE OF MY FAVORITES EVER
    SO I GUESS I GOT SOMETHING FOR ALL THE EFFORT
    RESULTS UNDER PRESSURE ARE NORMAL
    IT'S NOTHING NEW TO ME
    THE HARSH & SELF-DEPRECATING SCRUTINY USUALLY GETS IT DONE BUT WHEN I THINK ABOUT THAT DAY I JUST FEEL NUMB & DISCONNECTED
    THE POWER OF PERSPECTIVE IS WHAT BROUGHT ME HERE TODAY
    & IF I COULD GO BACK TO MARCH 13TH WITH ONE MESSAGE I'D TELL ME "EVERYTHING IS WORTH IT, EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY
    YOU DO THIS FOR A PURPOSE THAT'S BEYOND YOUR MORTAL FRAME
    FOR THE PEOPLE WHO CANT FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
    YOU'RE THEIR ESCAPE
    JUST REMEMBER THAT"

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    Sitting alone SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz feat. Klopfenpop, Ultraklystron]
    Lyrics
    Sitting alone

    SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz feat. Klopfenpop] - Sitting alone

    We're not normal
    Im not even sure
    that We are mortal (mmkay)
    Stuck in this dimension
    When they sealed off the portal
    Crack jokes to mask
    Like a damn ninja tortle
    Blood on both sides
    no lines in the war zone
    Is you nomad or you corpo?
    Bet you a strong man.
    Never sad nor vocal
    Hercules Hercules
    Kevin Sorobo

    We're better on this side of the wardrobe
    I know that there's more though
    Just give it some time

    Keep falling
    But this law isn't Newton's
    We'll find the solution
    Is your words and mine

    Live and let die In the past
    You can't just sit
    If the die isn't cast
    If you fight it
    This ain't your climate
    You uninvited
    den full of lions
    With no alliance
    To give you guidance
    Roll a 9 and
    its bona-fide Poltergeist
    Before the night ends
    With no hi-5s
    It's been decided
    In a teens react to
    Teens attack on titans
    Weeds grow fast
    and seem to latch to violence
    We were fine when things
    Were on the island...

    I'm off topic
    Sorry, I gotta stop it
    We can say no to drugs
    But never say no to chocolate
    Diabetes is a problem
    It runs in our family
    We used to run from problems
    But we never ran from candy
    Understanding that we got no understanding
    We just rhyme and ranting
    Nothings ever settled
    Like the sand in the jungle levels can be
    Made excuses for people that hurt us
    Now I feel a way
    The way We seal away
    those feelings
    Cannot be okay
    Why does it take so long to process
    All of these thoughts we got in our subconscious
    We need options
    We need therapy
    We are not the person I'm prepared to be
    Im not your heracles

    (2x)
    Thoughts to myself
    When I'm sitting alone
    I'm often myself
    When I'm sitting alone
    I get lost in myself
    When I'm sitting alone
    I used to talk to myself
    When I was sitting alone

    Sitting alone

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    RDJ3K Dappersaurus [An Hobbes, 2Ton21]
    Lyrics
    RDJ3K

    Challenge: Guest Producer - Johnny Hacknslash. I didn't do an acapella section because I didn't see that challenge when I first read the requirements. Oops on me I guess. Whatever. We did that in round 4. ;)

    She says she's happy
    Just not when she's with you
    Spend some days crying
    Done run outta tissues
    Sorry's just words
    No actions that follow
    Sentiment falls short
    Time feels borrowed
    Dumpin the blame
    By the clown car load
    He's got the show's to match
    Add to the cargo.
    Time to find my right space
    Where the stars go
    Kickin myself
    Shoulda stuck with that hard no
    But thats the game right
    It ain't the same life
    Freebase to mainline
    Just hope that my veins fine
    Once you taste life
    Fates a strange guide
    Trying to stay kind
    Surveying my ley lines
    State of the nation
    My life will remain mine
    Tried to carve out my heart
    With a steak knife
    But was saved by the bell
    Like its bayside
    Shoulda known by the way
    She melts in the rain, right?

    Chorus:
    She's into that witchcraft

    But dammit you're dapper
    Don't forget that you matter
    Top hat and sharp teeth
    Act like it's shark week
    And you're starving
    Coffin drop Darby
    Heads held high
    But my heart is larping
    Straight feeling played out
    Like harp strings
    Lost in the mess like some car keys
    Ain't nobody's engine you're starting
    Carve out some drums
    Just to hear my own heartbeat
    They say every scheme needs a ponzi
    Anniversary day and she's gone G
    Lifes Leslie Knope vs Pawnee
    Villains strip tease to a bond theme
    But you're quality deep space anomaly
    That rabbit you follow feeds off your wallowing
    To fly like a swallow with bird calls to stall
    Slow the role, don't like that song at all though.

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    Hologram Broken Pixels [Nomad, Equivalent Exchange]
    Lyrics
    Hologram

    Hologram

    VERSE
    , True enough, boy you didnt do enough
    , But you’ve matured, maybe you’ve endured enough
    , intentions may be pure enough, sure enough
    , you gotta be secure enough, that you’re enough

    You were doing what you had to, had to do
    You wonder why they mad huh? your attitude
    You wonder why they sad huh? the platitudes
    How’d it get so bad then? because you gave no latitude

    Rigid in your thoughts, judging all across
    Doing what you learned, Now you feeling burned
    Now you’re all concerned you aint reaping what you've earned
    instead of standing still bruh you should have took your turn

    Bro You should have lept instead taking tiny steps
    Maybe if you looked man you wouldn't be so shook
    But you were placing blame, framing names, Playing games
    Now we both standing here feeling all this shame

    HOOK
    Looking in the mirror doesnt help you see inside
    especially if your filters there to help support your eyes
    It hits different when your prisons dangled your vision changes
    And your wishes mangled by different prism angles
    nah
    Looking in the mirror doesnt help you see inside
    especially if your filters there to help support your eyes
    It hits different when your prisons dangled your vision changes
    And your wishes mangled by different prism angles

    BRIDGE

    Remember the people that love you Honor the people above you
    Dont hate if they’re great if you’re late it's your fate build up your skills THEN try to relate
    You’re in a vacuum but you’re the creator you might of had room but now it's much later
    It comes if you go keep pushin and grow the pain is your training you KNOW what I know

    VERSE
    if you Know it all you dont have to Show it off
    Show enough but dont you ever take the loss
    Show respect but keep the the doubters in check
    Dont you throw them the rope it's on you if you choke

    No one cares for your troubles they’re in their own bubbles
    Tween you and a rock it makes it double the rubble
    Stay subtle no one needs to hear your rebuttal
    , And Never leave the people that love you

    , Never leave the people that love you
    That was the start of your stumble
    They can’t be in your life if they can’t be your for life
    Nah They can’t be in your life if they can’t be your for life

    HOOK
    Looking in the mirror doesnt help you see inside
    especially if your filters there to help support your eyes
    It hits different when your prisons dangled your vision changes
    And your wishes mangled by different prism angles
    Oh no
    Looking in the mirror doesnt help you see inside
    especially if your filters there to help support your eyes
    It hits different when your prisons dangled your vision changes
    And your wishes mangled by different prism angles

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    Let's Talk Perstrami Persona [Steve, Zilla Persona]
    Lyrics
    Let's Talk

    (Chorus)

    Let’s Talk About the Issues
    Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
    Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
    I Can Turn it All Around Today

    I Love it When You Love Me
    I Love it When You Want it All
    Come Give Me Your Reaction
    I’m Getting Too Emotional

    (Old Steve Verse)

    I want your love. You don’t deserve me wanting it.
    I want to be your goal in life but I’m thinking you’d be mocking it.
    You’d be polite, niceties are criticisms
    Wwant your respect, leave behind your chauvinism

    Listen, had a few hopes, a few goals, a few paths
    Like to think I’d surprise you, but I’m afraid to ask
    What you think about the things you started that I made to last
    Yeah I still want your love, even though you’re an ass

    Is it so much to ask for you to be proud of me?
    Doubtfully sure you have notes mouthfully
    Delivered ad nauseum, you never shut up
    Always quick to the gavel, and sharp with the cut

    (Chorus)

    Let’s Talk About the Issues
    Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
    Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
    I Can Turn it All Around Today

    I Love it When You Love Me
    I Love it When You Want it All
    Come Give Me Your Reaction
    I’m Getting Too Emotional

    (Young Steve Verse)

    Woah Woah
    Alright Older Fatter Balder Steve (Yeah)
    Who’s Rapping at Me Which is Super Weird (I mean we’ve been a rapper for ten years)
    If You’re Come This Hard, I’ve Got Question

    Did we ever play Dungeons and Dragons (Yeah we’ve played a bit of tabletop)
    Did we ever read Comic Books Regularly (No but you’ll find a lot of it’s on TV)
    Did we ever discover ourselves a true passion (eh, we didn’t hit that spot)
    Did we ever find someone who loves me for me (yeah, their name is Kelsey)

    So you’re a little depressed I can tell (mmhmm)
    Does the world start going to hell (oh absolutely)
    Oh it already did (yeah, Bo Burnham)
    Who the fuck is Bo Brunham

    (Chorus)

    Let’s Talk About the Issues
    Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
    Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
    I Can Turn it All Around Today

    I Love it When You Love Me
    I Love it When You Want it All
    Come Give Me Your Reaction
    I’m Getting Too Emotional

    (Breakdown)

    I love it when you love me
    Even though I do not want you to
    I love it when I love me
    Some times its hard for me to do
    But you know I’m trying (you know I’m trying)
    And you know I will (and you know I will)

    (Chorus)

    Let’s Talk About the Issues
    Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
    Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
    I Can Turn it All Around Today

    I Love it When You Love Me
    I Love it When You Want it All
    Come Give Me Your Reaction
    I’m Getting Too Emotional

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    JIMMY JAM Spandex Moose [Mike Bananas, Frank Danger]
    Lyrics
    JIMMY JAM

    I DON'T GO OUT!
    I just stay at home
    COS THAT'S WHERE ALL MY SHIT IS (shit is)
    so don't hit up my phoooooonnnee

    I won't even leave you on read nah
    Like I know you're definitely my friend but
    I'm gonna do that thing where I flick down the screen
    and pretend that I didn't see ya,

    but I seent it, Gotta get the mood right
    set my smart bulbs to candlelight
    whip it out, gonna work on myself
    journaling for my mental health

    how I feel: good
    sense of self: strong
    what I want: pud
    sexy elf: wrong

    therapist asked me to write my thoughts
    sitting here in my jimmy jam shorts
    Asking what I do when I'm home alone
    Motherfucker y'all already know

    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY
    SHORTS ON!

    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY

    I DON'T GO OUT!
    COS THAT'S WHERE ALL THE PEOPLE ARE (people are)
    And I'm in a lockdown zone
    So I can't really travel far--BUT

    I got feet pics if you want 'em
    I got feet pics if you want 'em
    I got feet pics if you want 'em
    I got feet pics if you want 'em

    Spandex Moose onlyfans
    Only man's but trust me...
    they're good

    I'm not alright, I'm not good
    Feeling like, I've had too much pud
    I'm not alright, I'm not good
    Feeling like, I've had too much pud

    too much pud? too much pud
    too much pud? too much pud
    too much pud. too much pud.
    too much pud. too much pud.

    Hi Mike, it's your therapist. I wanted to talk to you about these journal entries. I'm not sure I really understand what's going on. You keep writing about jimmy jams? Not sure what those are. And why did you write about feet pic--

    by the time you hear the next drop
    the jam shall be within you.

    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY
    SHORTS ON!

    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    I JIMMY JAM WITH MY JIMMY JAM SHORTS ON
    JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY JIMMY JAMMY
    SHORTS ON!

    (phone call)

  • Track cover
    Hey Smokee The Southern Demon Nerd [Smokee B, Taco Supreme]
    Lyrics
    Hey Smokee

    Hey Smokee, dont do a stan thing

    Noted,
    my egos are bloated, most of em know it they show up
    I cannot control em
    I sniff all this coke up and rap at the mirror
    Talk to myself but the words hard to hear
    Fears voices all of these choices
    Can I be blunt with me and kinda boisterous?
    questions rhetorical
    I got the answers
    Ask myself anything make it a stanza

    HEY SMOKEE
    whatcha gon do next
    Cant win every battle but ya still gon flex
    Dont ignore yourself smoke, best
    protect ya neck
    It's a party in ya head smokee let's get wrecked
    HEY SMOKEE
    Dont worry cuz ya gotcha back
    HRY SMOKEE
    Be my hype man. yo, that shit slaps
    HEY SMOKRE
    Self high five hand clappin action
    HEY SMOKEE
    HEY SMOKEE
    HEY SMOKEE
    Whatcha got to say
    Cypher w yourself like masturbatin
    Too many smokees hard to actuate
    Alot of em just telling you that you're so great

    HEY SMOKEE
    how ya spit rap so good?
    HEY SMOKEE
    how does taco flip tracks so good?
    HEY SMOKEE
    Yall be scratching that wax so good.
    HEY SMOKEE
    would ya give yourself dap?
    Sho would

    the fuck even are you?
    Try hard go getter?
    Be more go harder Smokee do better
    A letter? You kidding you that's not your tastes
    Just ride to a city and rap at their face
    You've been playin nice too
    At least your cat likes you
    Spit thunder stoned
    Keepin it Raichu
    Might have to morph into pooty tanger
    Powered up megazord nerdcore stranger
    High level druid
    Cross class ranger
    check ya skills,
    Fuck a campaign up
    Bring in the danger cuz show n tells over
    Do panic titanic the water is frozen
    The mighty best duck
    Ice cold keep em shivering
    Slapstick style with a knuckle puck delivery
    You a buster mega buster
    Smokee on blast
    No gods No kings No robot masters!

    HEY SMOKEE
    What the fuck that mean?
    Why the size yo noggin damn obscene?
    HRY SMOKEE
    Rock a clean verse keep a critic mumblin
    Are ya humble smokee?
    Nah you the humblest
    HEY SMOKEE
    Why ya gotta rap so loud?
    References cater to the nerdcore crowd
    HEY SMOKEE
    Why gotta be so damn proud?
    HEY SMOKEE
    Now we rollin huh?
    Too much smoke
    Claustrophobia
    Least we got some umph
    To blow me up
    Hey smokee
    dont let me smokee dont show me up
    HEY SMOKEE
    how ya spit rap so good?
    HDY SMOKEE
    How does taco flip tracks so good?
    HEY SMOKEE
    How yall scratch wax so good?
    HRY SMOKEE
    would ya give yourself dap?
    Sho would

    You're the henchman you're the villain,
    The islands that deserted, you're the player, you're the hater, you're a Southern Demon Nerd and your reflection's replicating
    your
    Imposter syndrome party's gotten out of hands a bit
    We've been so nice
    now were big naughty
    Make like a trench and ditch ya bitch
    weve caught you outta pockets
    Your internet presence is less than impressive Smokee, stop it
    15 years with no career "cuz you're just having fun"
    Take a hike, Run Smokee run,
    Wait like like like
    is that a gun?
    Always has been
    Yall just arent remembering
    Dismembering our egos
    Seeing Keaton's multiplicity
    In theaters
    on ether
    double feature
    with memento
    No one ever taught us how to properly crescendo!!!!
    Or segway but it's still all good at least we can sell drugs tho
    Guess we just love playin games that's cutthroat.
    Shamed? Fuck no, just gimme dat up vote
    Cabbage vendor
    Burnin embers
    all returns cinders
    In the wind the innuendo's all that anyone remembers

    How the hell you tell rhymebenders that you mean them no harm
    When you're a winter storm tornado warning fire alarm?
    your the only survivor, on some highlander shit,
    Drenched in your own blood and guts
    You still got the drip.

    HEY SMOKEE