16.3047° S, 128.7553° E

Ugh, where?
Where *glitch* this?
An
An island?
Damnit...
Fuckin 'Blizzard down to Beach,' huh?
Oh, the irony...
Please...
Save me
Save us...
No *glitch*
No *glitch*
White girls
For an entire week...
Ugh...
Why does this stupid phone only play one song?
It never stops.
Why can't I make it stop?
Oh god
Please, someone
Help me
Make this torture end
Why?
Oh god
Uh, this
So *glitch*
So *glitch* awful
Help me
Oh god...

Scurfy With Brine

Pardon my smiling,
AJB live at the island,
Live at the island

Plane crashed, marooned, spent 400 moons
With my best friend, but still I need some elbow room,
We never found our jet or any of the wreckage, strange,
How the hell do you lose a plane?

Stuck on a lonely island off the coast and I feel me roasting
Out in the sun, just about to see my ghost when
I notice something stuck in the base of a tree,
Grab a couple sticks, we’ll try to pry it free

Gotta give thanks, amen, we caught a break,
Single by The Winstons, flash megabyte 8,
We've got enough battery for just one take,
Oh that only says 4 megabytes... great

Turn up the juice, let's put it use,
I'll send an S.O.S to the world, you produce,
So get ready for the last thing you'll hear from us,
JK, we'll bump tracks for the next 30 years plus

Pardon my smiling,
Kyle Vice live at the island,
Live at the island

I built a raft out of mp3s and emptied me
Inside of the lyrics, but it crashed at sea,
Impractically, it didn't sound like trash to me,
But I didn't fit in the box for how it has to... grr

Screw iambic pentameter, try to fit a song in
These confined parameters,
Confined to an island I can walk its diameter
Faster than you can say, "Boom shacka-lacka-lacka!"

Jack Merridew, not scared of you, I don't care if you,
Can sing a High C, mmm,
I thirsty, I hungry, I tired,
I can't think straight enough to talk inspired

I use rap just to gauge my emotional state,
Over the past year life is… not great.
Want a song about an island? That's my life,
But I can't use the verbs I need to express that, come on, play nice

Island Not Good

MUPPET RONIN - ISLAND NOT GOOD

YO
PLEASE HELP, KABUTO STUCK ISLAND
I UHH...HIT HEAD COCONUT, FORGET HOW RHYMING
ONLY KNOW CLIMBING, SURVIVING, MAKE KNIFE
ALSO DID BUILD SHELTER FOR LEOPARD HIDING
NO FOOD HERE, SPICY GROSS WATER
DRINKING HEAD BONK JUICE BITING ROAST OTTER
MISS FAMILY, WIFE, SON, DAUGHTER
NIGHT COLD, SCARY--BUT IN DAY, SUN HOTTER
ONLY HAVE ONE BOOK, CALL HARRY POTTER
CANNOT READ HARRY POTTER BECAUSE TRANSPHOBIC
DAMN, SCOPE IT--WISH WAS WOKED BUT
CANT READ HARRY POTTER BECAUSE HIT HEAD COCONUT
ISLAND NOT GOOD--DAMNABLY SHITTY
WISH HAD CRASH LANDED IN RANDIAN CITY
OR AT LEAST ON ISLAND WITH CONSPIRACY THEORY
TIME PARADOX BLACK SMOKE...UHHHH
WISH HAD INTERNET, STREAMABLE MEDIA
KABUTO NEVER SEEN "LOST" NEED WIKIPEDIA
MUST LEARN WAY OF MAKE RAFT OR BOAT
ALSO HELMET IN CASE HIT HEAD COCONUT
AND YET... KABUTO LOVE COCONUT
NO BABES HERE, ONLY GIRLFRIEND COCONUT
PLANE DOWN NO SURVIVOR N.T.S.B. OPEN SHUT
NO ONE ELSE HERE CALLIN KABUTO THE LOCAL NUT
JUST COCONUT...ONLY COCONUT
HEAD SWELLIN, DOESNT HURT, SYNAPSES ARE CLOSIN UP
SIT WITH COCONUT, LOOK OUT AT THE OCEAN DUSK
DONT LOOK NOW BUT...TRYNA COCO-NUT
U FEEL ME
K.T.C.
LISTEN, LOOK AT ME
LOOK AT ME
DONT LOOK FOR ME

Return to Sender

nonconformists they sing in chorus to poor performance
receive a warning yo Beefy sporting a stegosaurus
Oldest gen but still my importance remains enormous
Often dormant cause feeling boring just never for us

Why don't we find the one getting the rub
the one straight up covered in enemy blood
the one sneaky coveting all of your love
and planted like roots in he river, resisting the flood
And overweight generous stud
addicted to Tanner like audio drug
neither of us ever giving a fuck
baby what up?

But maybe still nothing to see here
darkness surrounds us but stay clear
Jean-Luc'ing out in the frontier
bucking with horns saying oh dear
faces they changing like Top Gear
check for a minute then out in a second
cause nothing could get me to leave here

So why you even trying?
said that I'd go off the grid and Beef not known for lying
finally I saw myself, the image terrifying
levels rising, body dying, I just care about the hiding
socially sneaky
I don't want em to see me
breathing in deeply
giving up easy
making up progress
laying out carpets
eliminate profits
take out the targets
make em regret ever calling you artist

Return that shit to sender
Independent, no surrender
Return that shit to sender
Relocating here forever

Tom Hanks

[#raccune]
Message in a bottle, no not for me
I don't need to write a damn thing on that USB
I got a mermaid pregnant, start a family
And we live on this island for eternity

Don't type no lines, I'ma live my best life
I'm not hallucinating dude, that mermaid is my wife
In this fool's paradise there could be nothing wrong
Try and leave if you want, NoShoes, but I'm staying on.

Oh man, uh... I'm kinda not feeling that good. Oh I think I need to drink some water or something. I think I'm seeing stuff.

[NoShoes]

Gee. you probably don't even know shoes
washed up on many shores, the water knowin' these blues
no stranger to storms, they know there's nothing to prove
The plane's gone, this songs' words the last spit that I'll do
so many hugs that I've missed, opportunities dusted
bonds strengthened and broken, tokens familiar but rusted
taken blows from my friends when foes from yesterday trusted
Onward comes a slow death these bones soon barnacle encrusted
tell my kin that I love them. asure the mrs not worry
it's all been a trip, ignored the road for the journey
must have really done dirt, fate chose a deadlocked jury
now merely a flicker of what was a blazing hot fury
damn foolish of I, to say I've made no regrets
I'd have a lot more to say, if we'd just found a cassette
Not much longer now, my insulin pump's at 1%
if the ship comes in I'll miss it, my souls done got up and went...

Never Found

The truth begets marooned adrift
Lost the plot
Listless lost the list,
In My mission I’d become remiss
Clutched in my fist and It all just slipped
I even doubted my purpose
On purpose and watched it eclipse
Just watched it eclipse

Rather die seeking land
Than leave my bleached bones in the sand
Seek getting seen until the bitter end
Lost and never found
Lost and never found

So I fell in a well of my own design
Grief regret and weight of the lie
I told myself “I tried”
Truly did I? No.
I no longer ride the waves
The echoing phrase
lost and never found
lost and never found

Tomorrow In 50 Seconds

I WOKE UP ON SOME WU TANG SHIT
ONLY 1 O'CLOCK? GREAT
NOT TOO LATE YET
GET UP
GET BRUSHED
IT GETS TOUGH STEPPING UP & DELIVERING EVERY TIME
AS THAT MOTHERFUCKER WHO CAN'T MISS
PUT ON A RANDOM PAIR OF SOCKS
& IF THEY MATCH? SICK
FEED THE CATS
CHANGE THE LITTER
SCOOP THE CAT PISS
I SHOULD PROBABLY EAT BEFORE I GET TOO HYPERACTIVE
GET TOO DISTRACTED WITH MY LONG LIST OF MICROACTIONS
FUCK IT
TRY TO WASH THE DISHES
THINK ABOUT MY LAUNDRY THEN IMMEDIATELY FORGET IT
I TURNED ON A PODCAST & DIDN'T EVEN LISTEN
GODDAMNIT
I WALKED AWAY FOR A MINUTE & FORGOT ALL ABOUT THEM DISHES
BRING THE MUTHAFUCKIN RUCKUS
WRITE A COUPLE RHYMES DOWN & EVERY ONE OF EM BUCKETS
RUN IT LIKE A THIEF IN THE NIGHT
WHO SCREAMS INTO MIC
CAUSE IT KEEPS ME ALIVE
TIL I FINALLY GET A PIECE OF THE PIE
ALRIGHT
WIND DOWN WITH A BONG RIP GAUNTLET
AH SHIT, TOTALLY FORGOT TO DO THE LAUNDRY
I GUESS I'LL DO THAT SHIT TOMORROW

Everyone Leaves You

The music plays on in an empty venue
Everyone gone, just waveforms and you
The music moved on why do you continue
Everyone everyone everyone leaves you

Familiar setting, familiar repetition
No longer new kid on the block or the new edition
Not quite holding the ambition of a hungry house musician
Single player first person shooter lacking ammunition

They never listen, they never really did
You tell that to yourself that you did it for your id
But that bullshit blows beyond a little fib
White lie from this white guy you did it cause it fit

But sweat and age fades the suit, the stage
Made for youth, you played games with truth, you save
Face and lose, you fake grace but you age like a dying fire
You don’t burn bright, you burn out, expire

The music plays on in an empty venue
Everyone gone, just waveforms and you
The music moved on why do you continue
Everyone everyone everyone leaves you

Camille stopped showing up for D&D
And MC 117 dipped out on verse three
Stalara gave feedback on your song, unpolished
Alphonse responds, interested, demolished

And all of this while Beaker found you lacking
Him and Lil Yazz still waiting on their backing
Benefits, a Kickstarter Katastrophy
PZ, my twinsie, you beautiful baby, just, don’t listen to me

Wails of Whales

Wails of Whales

S O S
Take our coordinates
Change your course
And tell your subordinates
You gotta save
Two dudes of importance
Least we hitch a ride
On a porpoise

Day 42
On the ocean blue
Two Dudes out of food
Who Could use a rescue
Yet as we gaze out
onto the sea
The gulls seem to scream
so mockingly

One tune to hear
And a light house
Could go for a beer
And a tight blouse
The wails of whales
Serenade our sleep
I wish someone would
Help me off of the reef

Our island sinking
survival instincts
Kicking and thinking
salt water drinking
we'll make a raft
Out of a bunch of trash
Tie it all together
With our pants as the mast

Let's beg a sea goddess
To cut our losses
Living off lobsters
And loot crate contents
conjured monsters
Threaten our progress
Swimming ashore
The only option

Let me get a White Claw
send us a light squall
Wash up nice bong
We'll toke all night long
We need a bite dawg
Maybe a nice log
clinging tight locked
While we sing our plight song

Death From Above

--plane crashed--
--first contact made--
--delivered a message--
--they do not come in peace--

they hide among the clouds
they lie alone in wait
they watched us all evolve
they watched us decimate

they gave us all the chances
they could ever offer
but we failed all the tests
why'd they even bother

time to
burn this
world down,
start it over

we deserve this
grab your loved ones,
hold them closer

watch the fireworks
light a burning
pathway in the
sky, take a final breath:
kiss it all goodbye

HOOK:
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
just arms in disguise
raining death from above
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
no chance to survive
just death from above

judgment day
finally falls upon us
you can't blame religion,
no collision of the
comets, just you hopeless
parasites feeding on the
earth, void of any worth,
undeserving, over-birthed

you could have heard them
if you only listened

we've conquered galaxies:
the sun, the moon, the stars, now we've
come to take our planet back
before you go too far

Easy fix.

HOOK:
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
just arms in disguise
raining death from above
no stars in the sky
no god showing love
no chance to survive
just death from above

Things You Dont Want to Find

Mouth all dry and shit

Don’t go looking for things
that you don’t wanna find might just end up on this island wash up with me on the tide
Take it all in stride Feel the pain i feel alive
I swear i tried but i needed my supply

Like here i stand
deep
head planted in sand.
Swear the pills get demanding
like bitch go grab me a sandwich
need a bandage
i took every one i could manage
and they just kept taking advantage
fell and i finally landed
on my face
locked in that dark place with no escape
accept my fate
lost without my grace
change my face till it erased
think i need my space
but i still long for your embrace
attitudes i chase
chemicals i taste
looking like some palm trees
rotting at the roots
isolate me
then you wanna talk about abuse
seen so many fall and still i thought myself immune
you like to accuse when you ain’t got no fucking proof
shaking like a leaf spitting blood again
Guess I’ll just get it out the mud again
Cut em off looking for some drugs again
Like he don’t love himself how she in love with him
guess that he plugged -ed in
i got a win and i rubbed it in
sitting alone at a pub again
lining it up till i can’t walk a line
people keep saying You outta your mind
shit lookin fine
Feeling divine
Each spiral is feelin like slowly reclining back to the bud again
sand on my toes snow in my nose inside the hole i created alone
just got too scared of becoming a drone
panicking family hitting the phone
i shoulda known not to go looking cuz i could get lost shouldn’t a pushed it and thought of the cost
proof in the pudding get fucking exhausting

just snacking on this can of worms

Nobody owns this island

Nobody owns this island

[RawJaw x Da Rap Nerd]

[Cutscene]

Hear my life replayed on this recorder
Got me wishin events turn reordered
Take me back to freestyle street corners
Lyrically delivering weight that we shouldered
When the drums would hit
I begun to spit
Roastin em, composin somethin thunderous
, Wonder which rapper challenge my hungriest
I’ve come to grips, hip hop for sustenance
Uh, Got through every tribulation wit it
Fuck a little isolation, middle of pacific
When the snare & bass hit, i imitate the rhythm
With wisdom ive been given, teach the uninitated
To open their eyes to the hoax & the lies in
Socal media lives on a global horizon
What would you need, alone on an island?
I’d focus on rhymin as my hope for survivin
the, gold & the diamonds won’t take care of me
They wanna have it all, create scarcity
My dope flows & rhymes, donate therapy
Make you buy every word, no rebate guarantees
Like nas said, i just need one mic
Hip hop gave freedom when it become night
All the heat i write, have you feel sunlight
fruits of my labor, never eat unripe
And it dawn, on me like the morning
All the offshore bank shit, people have hoarded
They can’t unite, see the tree for the forest
every mc join me in the chorus

Who need fame? when time runs thin /
I dont really need a thang/, that I thought I did /
Open skies/ reach ocean wide /
no body owns this island /

Sane, long as i keep rappin
I dont really need a thang/, that I thought I did /
Open skies/ reach ocean wide /
no body owns this island /

[Cutscene]

The Most Important Song In The World

If you said how
My life got flipped, turned upside down
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground: where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys, up to no good,
Started making trouble in my neighbourhood
Got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said, you're moving with your aunty and unc in Bel-Air
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh, and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could call this cab rare
But I thought, nah, forget it, yo holmes to Bel-Air
I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby yo, holmes smell you later
Looked at my kingdom, finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel-Air
You've heard the facts now
What's this got to do with cats now?
I want to hold them for the longest time

Ennui

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin] - Ennui

Some people find it hard
getting along with their own thoughts
The mind can Frankenstein the worst
Or make the perfect postcard
So far-
From home
Readily known as vacay
But Paradise can only paint the pros
Before the Mayday
*Everything seems fine*
Until you find you live the same day
Repeat without the conflict
You avoided in the first place
Sleep in a bed of roses, but
roses come with thorns
You can find the peace inside,
Just outside the comfort zone

La di da di da
You can smell it on me
My repression, Mild depression
With an air of ennui

La di da di da
Good afternoon, good morning
another day in paradise
Conveniently distorting

You believe me
If I mean it
I said it
They call me the Alfred
That makes you the future
Thats Terry McGinnis
Both feral
And vetted

Not too old to get tested
But Fuck the repetitive
Edit
Put your whole heart in the beat
You embedded in
You got message you gettin
you get in your head
Just to end it kid
Thats why you move
ten steps ahead of it
Make music your medicine
Chew threw the game
Like the venison

Fighting for a life
So I can live in a box
Cut off availability
Afraid to get blocked
Lofty in the sky
But the storm struck different
Rock paper scissors
With the wrong ammunition
Never even factored In anyone's premonition
Simulated systems
Keep on glitchin
Plot twist-
Turns all come unannounced
I gotta shell on my back
In the crib named kami house

Coconut Surprise (Slop Slop)

Coconut Surprise (Slop Slop)

(digging)
Hey Frank! Frank!

What?

Check this out! I found a tape recorder!
Looks like a minute or two of battery left!

Great! We can use it to send out an sos

Welcome to Island Time Live! The number one rated (and only) program on Island TV! Please welcome your host... Mike Bananas!

Hey! Thank you so much! Hey how bout this one Frank. Check out these stretches!
What are you doing...
Pilates of the Carribean!
(Frank) So thirsty... help help!

chilling on the island
feeling like a pirate
cos I think I got scurvy
Haven't eaten in days

Cos coconuts equal diarrhea
And no TP makes a red-raw rear
(Been a year), and a little bit of poo between two good friends

urrgh...

time for a key change more like a seachange
when i do wees out my dick I get pee pains
Went from yellow, to turning red
Speaking of red, I got terribly sunburnt

Coconut solo!

Tree solo!

Crab solo!

Oh no! Frank what did you do to Sebastian?

Ate him.

I bet he was tasty, I feel so hungry.
So hungry... gonna eat Frank

(Frank) wait what?

I said I gotta be Frank I got a back up in my spank bank
300 days since I had a dank wank
And I really need to bust in a coconut
(Frank) Bust in a what?
Don't drink em! slop slop

slip slap gonna whack on a hat
walk down to the waves using hair from my back
to make rope (you've lost it..)
Look an Oasis! I guess today I gotta bring it back to you

(not even how it goes...)

Alright! Well goodnight everyone, hope you enjoyed the show. I know I did. I host the show. Me. Mike Bananas. Every week. So until next week. See you later!

mike! mike! tell them the coordinates
Oh yea!
BATTERY DEPLETED

B_O_M_B

i done came down, more throwed than a discus
ran so much game i done tore my meniscus
it goes down like physics, my flows non-euclidean
my whip all black, i drive a chevrolet obsidian
- more numbers than lotto
call the police i got a stolen picasso
got a pet bald eagle and a stolen da vinci
pass the neosporin my trigger finger itchy
- pass the calamine lotion
i done swam across the ocean, i done came with that potion
cryin' in the whip i drive a chevrolet emotion
i done came with that quotient
your click gets divided, shit kinda quiet
jesse d bandcamp, you know imma pirate it
my flows, expensive like plywood
they salty bout the benz insignia on my hood

they say stroke, you need to cool it
but i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit
they say stroke, how do you do it
i say i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit

back on my bullshit, young stroke at your service
smokin' and sippin' imma tell you bout the herbalist
imma tell you bout the liquid, i'm sippin'
feelin' kinda tipsy, imma do somethin' risky
strip to my skivvies and i'm showin' naked spine
sweeney toad made the beat into a frankenstein
when streezy toad links up with king kong mega dong schlong
we'll drop a hit like thong song except ten times more strong
i'm unstoppable, like a zit unpoppable
photoshop's pissed 'cause streezy toad's uncroppable
the road called life, got obstacles and potholes
but i don't give a damn, poker game i'll not fold
diamond hand holder, flow so hot i smolder
keep the damn stash in the lisa frank folder
pop trunk in denver, close it down in boulder
haters listened to my song and turned 10 years older

The Voice

i'm the voice you're hearing in the hall

WiFi

(Verse 1)
May Day May Day
SOS and panic lingo
This message an emergency
Listen up you hearing me

Our plane crashed somewhere south
Of Tobago
We stranded on this island and Pat looking unstable

clothes tattered and torn
Lips parched and dry
You our final hope
We Running out of supplies

We still alive
But don’t tell them shit
Castlevania season 4
On Netflix I can’t miss so

(Hook) x2
Do me a solid
Just please send some WiFi
Don’t tell my friends
Just please send some WiFi

Tired of work and family so you know why
No rescue needed
Just please send some WiFi

(Verse 2)
I got Spotify on my phone
Call of duty war zone
YouTube twitch streams
Reddit for the dank memes
pornhub premium
Disney plus on demand
Don’t need no AC
cool with just onlyfans

Might rewatch sex and the city
Amazon prime next day delivery
Nature and fresh air annoyances aint here
So could you do just one thing for me

(Hook)

Melon Island

Straaaanded
We crash landed
Taco and Smokee
not the bell, bear, or bandit
Man so sandy
we got this shit
Just shoot this message at demon herd like lickity split
not an SoS
Or a signal of distress
We just got some requests
Listen, I made a list
We need a bunch of weed and some blunts so we can smoke em
some fine ass women so we can get to know em
bring the bouncy house them boobies bouncing while we floatin
And bring the demon herd yachts, yeah
Boff'em
And Will, connect em with the yacht bridge
dont forget the drugs and alcohol just bring alot with
All the speakers and the lights
cut down our tree and build a stage
Dont save our tree
Cuz We dont want our tree saved
goin on a couple days now
Slick Chillin
Birds whistle on the beat
Up in my mac miller feelings
grab a couple grills for grilling
Oh yeah, bring some food and feed us
And some insulin and needles
Smokee got the diabeetus
since existing as a teenage dirtbag baby
Wheatus
All up in this vpc mess
They dont want us but they need us
If they cant join us better beat us
island party genius
Taco the nutty professor
we both screaming "Cmon Cleatus!"
Its knives down forks up
Roasting rappers like some pork butts
sho nuff
We need some mo stuff

Island party vibes
Bring the homies and the "fam" in,
Yeah we hungry
Yeah we thirsty
Yeah we dirty
But we jamming
Yeah man,
Me and taco ten toes deep up I'm the sand when
Diggin trenches like an irrigation system fruits to plant em
Got some future planning
Bring some wifi w a bunch of bandwidth
we can kick some island jams and keep these mammajamas dancing
Taco lookin like a sandwich like dammit 2 whole snacks
let him throw the bottle cuz he gotta swole back.
This ver(se)bose important
Let me drop our last coordinates
yall can find this island party
Man this shore looks fuckin gorgeous.
Guess I gotsta cut this short
it seems we running outta data
Taco dont throw it, wait up
I gotta estimate locations.
Fuuuuuuuck

GONE

"GONE" by The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]
LYRICS:

I can’t believe, you and me… and this... tree…
Seeing stars corresponds to our his’tree.
Stuck on an island yet I just can’t see outside
Send up a signal in the hopes that you can give me a ride,
To the places that you go in your mind.

Staring in your general direction,
Your eyes fixed on the horizon, I
Know we can buy ourselves time,
If we can mobilize,
Coordinate insides,
Get coordinates States-side, ah, ha-ha! [ =_( ]
We have to try, we have to try, oh-oh-oh!
If you and I, record it right then maybe we can
Chart atop the billboards while they
Chart a course to paint our story on

If we can get it going, going, going
Then we can get going, going, =GONE=

We wanna make it out of here
If we wanna make it out of here
Alive
We’ve got to collaborate
Our lab, low battery
Near midnight on Saturday
Not a lot of time
We wanna make it out of here
But no one makes it out of here alone
Message in a bottle going, going, going
So we can get going... =GONE=

Bury Me (With All My Shit)

ch.
bury me with all my shit
don't want you to have it

v.
to whomever it may concern
no concern of mine
bury me with all my shit
leave no trace behind

holiday, a castaway,
murder and a suicide
heaven knows carusoe goes
on friday nights for homicide

someone get some just rewards
wilson ever get ahead
willpower makes you fucking bored
boredom makes you more depressed

just a desert, just desserts
guess what you deserve?
deserted and you know the worst
deserted with a kilo hurts

shallac a thousand blackest nights
stranger stranded on the sand
shiv 'em, shank 'em, saw, a knife
strangle 'em with my two hands

this little note, uhh
I hope it float, uhh
just like a body baby
just like a boat, uhh

and if it sinks, yeah
then burn a witch, uhh
or just another
motherfuckin' evil bitch, so

don't call the cops, no
call no police, yeah
don't go send out, no
no SOS, uhh

just bury me, yeah
with all my shit, uhh
and all I got
my last request

SMS

(VERSE - LADYJ)
Failure or success,
I’m callin this S.O.S.
Our jets left us in a mess
And I’m trying not to stress out
We did progress,
Our game ringing out the press
Party happening out West
But we’re stuck and fucking lost now
All I seeing just trees
Water in all surroundings
And junk that's washed up for weeks
Dunno how we gon eat
I do not wanna believe
We ain’t gonna make it to meet
The Enix team, the big leagues,
Releases feeding our dreams
But we’re braving the savannah
And making shrimp and cabanas
Out sticks we find in the sand, I'm just
Tryna fuckin manage and
Use the skills I ain't had to
Making makeshift bathrooms
I shit when I have to
But...
I picture it like Destiny Island
Make a raft, climbing trees
And enjoying the climate
Cause we the Vessels of Light
And the darkness retirement
Hold our Keyblades high
While we muching on giant ants...
Aargh! I can’t stand it
I cant fucking stand it
Vomiting 'cause these ants and
I done ate the wrong plant
Tumbling around, blood sugar
Shot to 410
Oh I gotta get this down!
No I’m out of insulin!
Cam, what we gonna do?
I'ma die on this island
Please someone try and find us
I'ma diabetic, I can’t
Have a positive insight
When I'm seeing light and dizzy
Please somebody help us...
Somebody....

TNDRZE

Y'all a bunch of hyenas, cryin and beggin for scraps
Crown me king of the jungle baby I murdered the pack
We talkin claws to the face, we talkin stabs in the back
Our tour stopped in your town, left it bombed like Iraq
I brush my teeth with a razor so I can bleed when I spit
I'll critique you like lasers and blow your ego to bits
Do a tune and a dance and pretend your shit sound legit
A single bar could erase you and make you never exist
Y'all rest on your laurels, I bite your head off for morsels
I feel the fat on my lips -- rippin' ribs outta torsos
pinata your corpses, pin you up to the fortress
My bars stay enormous, y'all look more pissed on than porcelain

Y'all salty MCs need to tenderize
We got the brine on ya
We let you sit in it throughout the night
And now we dinin on ya

Every time I level up I put it in some rogue shit
Every time y'all level up you put it on some breaux shit
How'd you get to 30 plus acting so corrosive
If you eat that humble pie you better up the dose like
Hmm, you gonna hit that send, you gonna send that text like
Hmm, you gonna have regrets, you gonna lose your head like
Hmm, you gonna serve your best or you gonna burn that bridge like
Hmm, maybe you should get some rest, maybe you should hit that bed
Cause you seem more tired than a ketamine coma
While my shit sound hotter than July in Arizona
And I sound more ill than a bat filled up with rona
And your skin sound thinner than some useless ass diploma

Marooned

So you wonder what happened on ceti alpha

Dropped on a planet you, get me after

Stop the flex and test the master

Best of the best make the best cadavers

Never make threats to just cadets

No regrets don’t forget your debts

Bring the rest just come correct

Don’t get stressed from the epithets

Used to feel a little but the little wouldn’t do it so the little got more and more

Just kept tryin to get into the middle but the middle, pff such a bore

Everybody knows what they think they know in the end who really sure

Everybody knows that they gotta feel but never know what they feelin it for

Might’ve said it once, maybe twice maybe never said it before

gotta keep track to keep it on track then forever see me settlin’ scores

Flickering fire forming in the sky

atmosphere a million shades of death

Flashing light - almost everything dead

Nothing left willingly led

Nothing left willingly led by your Fed

Nothing left willingly dead for your Fed

Nothing left but revenge and I seek it

Get my hands around the captain’s throat and squeeze it

I would call that scenic, sucka I always stay at the zenith

Watch the situation worsen

No sweat for a superior build of a person

Flaskpost

Stuck on this island, the trouble just piling
up and then rising above the horizon.
Nothing surprising under the bright sun.
Fuck with poseidon, get struck by the trident!
Son of the titans. Thunder and lightning.
The undeniably crummiest timing.
A couple of hyphens--
I suck at describing my struggle in writing.
I wonder if I might become reunited with dry land,
or if anyone can even find me where I stand...
You wouldn't happen to recognize this white sand
by chance? 'Cause I can't!
The return address: Desertedness. If this ever surfaces,
pretty sure I guess you've never heard of this.
Purposeless! Better start preparing for permanence,
'cause of the limitations I observe myself working with.
I wanna leave, but it dawns on me I'll probably rot on this beach.
If I thought I'd see other people, I'd believe posthumously.
Ardamus keeps working hard on this beat,
but I'd find it less awkward if he'd bother talking to me.
In shock, or just seething 'cause he thinks I caused this debacle?
Lost in his thoughts while mine get tossed in this bottle?
Contents long gone, God crossed off of the gospel.
Just gotta process the awful like hot sauce up a nostril.
Nature, a hostel as hostile as possible,
fatally harsh and too far from a hospital.
Lots of unsolvable problems and obstacles.
Consciousness distorted as if through a Boss pedal.
Give me the bronze medal in shit going wrong!
The minute we've gone, I'll sing the victory song.
Time ticking along. Trickery! Contradictory! Wrong!
Shorter hours; seconds getting unpredictably long.
Don't know what we should do,
except accept we've stepped into a Kobayashi Maru.
Colossally screwed across the great blue yonder.
A quandary we don't have the philosophy to ponder,
finding the long shot our hearts grew fonder--
Better yet, new harbor. Hardly. Too somber?
Two goners, doomed to wander a handful of square feet,
lucky if we last a mere week.

Beaches and Cream

We went to Mile 0 Beach and the local petting zoo with a zoom recorder.

The "kick drum" is us kicking a 5 Gallon drum we found on the beach, detuned

The "hi hats" are clam and oyster shells we found and clicked together

The "rim shots" are sticks we found on the beach and smacked together

The Beach noise is recorded directly from the Pacific Ocean

The Campfire noise came from Klopps backyard
The Tape click is my old Sony Walkman starting and stopping the first mixtape my hiphop group was ever on

The Goat, Peacock, and Zebu noises are from the Beacon Hill petting farm

LYRICS:

our ride is busted up
droppin rhymes like a coconut
hoping that
provoking the totem
chimes and it opens up

a broken structure
ruptures from the scenery
intertwined with vines
decaing time beneath me

a tropical island
got a sidekick beside him
tryna fuck with Poseidon
but it's hard to stay fluid

as I scribe on papyrus
the esophogas tires
pyus, sensory fire
in time with the movement

LETS GO!

circle tightens
so we have a palaver
squaking with the sparrows
holding court over this challenge

the, lord of flies says
piggies on the spit now
watch me take this corny round
and crank out a legit sound

how it goin down
rapping through a busted gut
throat ripping nasaly scrub
picking the slack up

you better back up
I learned how to bellow
stoke the fire ripping
pire glistens get the marshmallows

kicking lyrics by the ocean
the coastal erosion
broken by the tones
spoken at the quotient

copious atonement
won't show the globe
we've sown and were imploding
so enjoy covid
and the collective
of open mourning

no adorning fans
no exploring random
sands the globe is
shut down for expansion
till we get our stab

what the fuck
was that a crab
riding on a deer
please can we get back
to the studio with
our gear
I fucking hate it here

Island of Messina

Come to the new
Island of Messina
Where ALL your dreams come true

Come to the Island of Messina where tequila flows
Like Aquafina, this Seraphina Latina goes
Down like calamari on the barbie with Bacardi
We'll party until our souls expose their glow

This new cantina's much cleaner than the one before
With senoritas sunbathing like diamonds upon the shore
And buffets galore, You couldn't ask for more, hop aboard
Come explore this epiphenomenon Lore

Come lounge in our underwater oasis, quite spacious
And famous, like Vegas with gracious Nereid faces
Experience the feeling of carelessness, Oh, you'll probably need the Coordinates
Longitude: 15.5526, Latitude: 38.1939, yeah
See you there!!!

Come to the new
Island of Messina
Where ALL your dreams come true

Loony Tune

VERSE
Sorry for the fights and all the nights when you turned out the lights
sorry for the tears and conversations you should never hear
sorry for the prom and all the time you spent without your mom
sorry for the scars I hate to see you always have your guard up

HOOK
It took until today for me to find a better place
And speak the hidden words I always held behind my face
I apologize for everything I ever did
the things I never said or things I never done

Never in the planning but you captured all my love
When pushing came to shove I always kept our heads above
Everyones the hero in their autobiography
But It all amounts to zero if I never see you happy so

VERSE
Sorry for the fights, and times I Risked my freedom or my life
Sorry for the screams, and all the things you never should have seen
Sorry for the pain no matter what I’ll always take the blame
Sorry for this verse, I couldn’t write if I had always put you first

HOOK
It took until today for me to find a better place
And speak the hidden words I always held behind my face
I apologize for everything I ever did
the things I ever said or things I never done

Never in the planning but you captured all my love
When pushing came to shove I always kept our heads above
Everyones the hero in their autobiography
But It all amounts to zero if I never see you happy

Never in the planning but you captured all my love
When pushing came to shove I always kept our heads above
Everyones the hero in their autobiography
But It all amounts to zero if I never see you happy

Lord of the Files

[VERSE 1]
Day 107, no idea of geography,
No bearing of location, crash landed Banditt's lost at sea,
You've probably found this posthumously, drowned
Little 2 minute round 3 track bound to a single brown floppy d,
And figured it's an SOS, crying for help,
Dying a death, in a pirates chest covered in kelp
In hopes of a tyrants wealth, alone starving to death,
But instead finding the opposite feeling that I reflect
At the coco c-abandoned, looking at the bluest of sky,
my music careers at hit the newest of viewership highs,
Doing shows in front of shoals of barricudas and pikes,
But when I crowd surf and dive, I find they run for their lives
Coconuts on tap, couple seagulls eaten forthright,
Waters sort of scarce but it rains once a fortnight,
Little shack made from coconut husks to keep me warm at night
Grabbing handfulls of fish, you can eat them raw, right?

[BREAKDOWN]
It's not all vacay status, the islands vacant,
But whispers who shift latent, all speak to me of hatred
And distain for my arrival which they say borders invasion,
Tryna use me as an agent to seek vengeance on the mainland

[VERSE 2]
But that's probably just the infection talking, right? Surely,
The on hand doctors who inspected my sores spoke poorly,
His English was broken, but I thought when he saw me,
This islands deserted, who are you? but he ignored me
Now - this may be the hallucinations talking - - -
Or the gangrenous infected cells in my blood coursing,
Or the lack of water intake, sat in the sun scorching,
But that rock formations looking at me kind of naughty,
Play it cool B, better play it real cool,
If I wasnt dehydrated then I would probably drool,
I pimp walk over but I don't mean to be shrewd,
But my left legs kind of infected, see the scabs as they ooze
Oh, you cant see through audio, never mind I got it covered,
Long story shortened me and this boulder now are lovers,
I'll never really be castaway, as long as we got each other
And this three bed mansion, anyway, here's amen brother

Coconut Maitai

Feet buried in the sand; feels like forever

Writing letters saying please rescue sender

Tend to spend my days – remembering

Better day – coulda turned lemons to lemonade

Just shoulda said no to the flight

Trust in my pilot blinded my foresight

Tried yellin when the plane veered off course

The only thing that happened – my voice just got hoarse

She said that sorta paranoia got ya thinking things

Sensors on the panel all lit and flickering

Altitude dropping – she needs the rush

Drunk off the feeling even if it leaves me crushed

Trust – when I call this situation a lose – lose

Kill me softly with her song on her list of to-dos

Engine sputtering, wings have some screws loose

Last thing I remember she jumped with the parachute

Dude, trapped in a catch 22

Woke up on this island not having a clue

Glass looked empty – used to swipe right to put some hope in it

Now we drinking mai-tais outta coconuts

Beach bummin – not so bad really

One with the sun and the sand livin freely

You ever sleep to the sound of the tide

Island life got me feelin alright

Retrospective has me taking a long look

If I had a phone, probly callin up Tom Nook

Like go ahead and sign me up son

Blame the disappearance on an alien abduction

Let obituaries read Bermuda Triangle

Sang over two 45s makes the right angle

Tell’um I gone up to live with the angels

All good in this hammock with the sun in my face, yo.

Dont Ignore Yourself

Don’t ignore yourself
If you find that you harbor a passion
That might treat you well
For a while, but it causes disaster
In the end of it all

In the end of it all
I hate that I ever paid mind to those who buried their intentions
They considered careers in the arts too unrealistic
I had good grades so a safer career obviously made sense to
Those who lived in fear of risk, but I listened

Once I embraced my ambition
I thought I’d finally begun to ascend and
Live out the dream I’d resisted

Life went and cut me off
How much would I have accomplished
If I never ran away from what lived in my heart

How many lives could I touch
If I just
Trusted myself and did my art

If you choose to pay attention
Please don’t miss out on your chance to
Make your start

Don’t ignore yourself
If you find that you harbor a passion
That might treat you well
For a while, but it causes disaster
In the end of it all

In the end of it all
I don’t believe I ignored any call
I just waited too long to get involved
Don’t mimick me
Getting stuck in Opinions of others
Then wishing
That you never stalled

Believe in yourself and embrace every fall
when you get back up
New knowledge will stack up
And buff you so now you can keep standing tall

I needed way too much validation
Eventually I stopped ignoring my fears I knew that I had to face them
I stopped suppressing negative emotions and decided to embrace them
But now I wonder if the phrase “too late”
can Evolve into "channeling greatness"?

Do better than me

A Song About Death

Skit
Hey Myk! You know what would make all this island even better?
Less you!

Opening
I don’t really want to hear a sound (X4)

Verse
And to hear that sound (oh to hear that sweet nothing)
That complete lack of sound (No more sound, quite beautiful)
Now die cause my
Introverted ass don’t want
No one around (no one around)
Your every tone (oooOooooo)
Leaves critics laid prone (oooOooooO!
And adds up to Mykies leaving (Mykies leaving)
Me the hell alone!
Listen to me (We hearing you clear girl)
Finally free (finally free girl)
From ear bleeding misery (so miserable)
But, now you can see (now you can see)
I took on a quest
To put a shive
Right through your chest (right through your chest)
Ain't it the
Sweetest noise around (sweetest noise around)
That complete lack of sound

*instrumental*
Sound
That complete lack of sound
Now leave me alone!

SSOS (Someone Save Our Scales)

Dan’s sea shanty/hook :

Helpless in the ocean dragons forced to rest
Even our dearest friends now row towards death
We sail the sea and lost our home
We two alone I fear no one may come close

Verse:
Wrecked and stranded, hopelessly abandoned
Two dragons stuck without nary a sandwich
Call it an idle isle, no smiles for miles
Underbelly overgrown, safe to say wild
Ceaseless sounds from the gulls all around
Can’t hear my own thoughts, about to break down
Eyes lock, fists touch, endurance now found
Promise made not to rest in this ground
Tried to build a raft, raft didn’t get far
Luckily close enough we could outswim sharks
Arranging stones to entice the sky
Into providing hope though we know hope lies
SSOS - someone save our scales
Reptiles, not amphibians, evolution failed
Built a hutch in the sand, Dan tilled the land
Started fire by hand while discussing our plans
But fire went out, hutch fell in sea
Turns out morning tide touches everything
Lack of escape suddenly so clear
We remain determined not to give into fear
Then one night - amid the sounds of our screams
Draped bodily in the slime and the weeds
Subsisting on moss which clung to our teeth
Screams turned into songs sung on repeat
Sprawling waves carry dulcet tones
Til they find some lobes to call a home
After months on the island now a boat appears
Too far from hope, entrenched and sincere
They land on the beach - we take them by surprise
Jam our thumbs in their eyes and steal their supplies
Take their vessel and their lives, then suddenly realize
We probably could’ve asked for a ride

-60.13, -9.12

Only country for non-men, lizard and I land on grief
Nothing to breathe in but salt winds, brought on by violent means
With a history of silence islands like ours tend to rip through some seams
Leveled up enough in isolation, thought we'd reclassed as leads

But see we believed freedom fit the budget. Just because none was free
Doesn't mean we'd find a path left that lead to our right to finally sleep
Our decidedly finite islet reminds of the scarcity of relief
Checked into Hotel Echo Lima Papa, we can't ever leave

Send nudes please

To Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
With primitive fixings for dirt cheap, heaven and line or hell
Definitive pity seekers need imminent blights dispelled
At negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve

Dials stayed set at eleven, hoped could find ourselves
But what comes up must go down, sometimes with unsought help
Compelling nothing but an earless air all the time's we've yelled
Our only something shaped easements, debris of kindred shells

We'd held up hands long enough to signal god, if possible they'd see
The very corner edge that the heart forgot, of course apart from misery
Here the prominence of only harship left us a very desperate need
For accomplices, more than promises, can we count on you for this?

Please?

Find Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Remember kids, quickly! Divert please! Hesitance might not help
Repetitive rhyme schemes hopefully serve the mneumonics well
Chart negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve

Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sixty point thirteen negative nine point twelve
Negative sì̷͜x̷̝̃t̴̫̋y̴̦͊ ̶̲͑p̵̼͝oint t̶̥͊ ̵̫͒t̵̍͜h̴͙̍i̸irteenr̸n̷̮̆ ̸̜͘ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔ň̷͔

i.o.u.

Blockbuster rewind, VCR...prime...
tapes aligned on the shelf, snacks near the blinds,
Behind, my dad with the membership stand in line,
For the game I wanted to find, time around 8 or 9
What I, embedded with, having a Sega Genesis, messages in my head,
If I knew the time I invested in, question, if I wanted a side stroller or something to learn a lesson in, got the X-men, the rage quits worth mentioning

Word to the clerk, ...only for 2 days
If you roll in after the 3rd the account fees will raise,
higher than the lands appraised if it keeps acquiring at your age
Phone calls to the house, parents...enraged so...

Got home and started playing like a champ…
But forgot the next day I start to leave for summer camp, And that, for 6 weeks,
Much more than 2 days,
The store now making calls, voicemails press-n-played…so…

**dastardly turntable glitch**
To persuade my dad return the game, but he forgot so the game case would lay,
I come back and look with such a confusion,
The game still there, no callers in the ID for solution…

Come to find out to the story there lies more, they tore down the plaza, and they had to close the store, rode past the lot and it really struck a chord,
Cause I still got the rental and now I…34

-Hook-
Once in while it comes to my mind for the things that I went through,
And then I wish that I could go back, and wish that everything would be brand new but…

i.o.u., i.o.u. Blockbuster, i.o.u. x2

-End-

Worst Island Ever

we landed somewhere in the Galapagos
or one of a hundred ancient archipelagos
wearin my adventurer's pants and petticoat
stranded on some part of the map that I don't know

Tai and I eye the beach line down to the jungle
better we figure out shelter before we encounter trouble
but no sooner said then we hear a clock tick
a giant croc big as a rock cliff lickin his chops, QUICK!

we double time it as the crocodile pursues
we lose the croc but find ourselves equally lost too
we peer out the underbrush and spot a temple
we hear the clock tick behind and decide to enter

A stone head the size of stonehenge
opens its mouth to speak and says "I am Olmec"
"Treasure and danger lurk behind these doors
but beware the temple guards and the spirits of yore."

We traverse the cavernous recesses
when an aberrant presence disturbs the quiescence
a palored man, deformed by savage lands
introduces himself to us as Caliban

"You must've ship wrecked in the Tempest
I serve this island, may I guide you post hence?"
We say ok then we away down the corridor
with lighted torches, when we suddenly strike a fork

Caliban says "this way" when I spot something suspicious
a shadowy figure lurking off in the distance
I nudge Tai like time to say goodby
and jettison in the other direction with no question

we rush the twists and turns and catch light to the left of us
runnin top speed right to the edge of a precipice
we're overlooking a view of the whole island
and see all sorts of beautiful places we may die in

A giant sky scrape sized ape roams the valley
an evil black smoke rolls through the trees
a tribe of abandoned children are gathered
and two fire breathing bulls are guarding a golden fleece

We retreat the dead end with Caliban in pursuit
and he's joined by a demon lady with red wings to boot
we race out the temple as our foes are upon us then
tic tock, the giant croc rears up and swallows them

Worst island ever

The Last Supper

Häagen Dûdz - The Jam Zone

Drums samples from The Winston's - Amen, Brother

"Synths" are animal sounds. Bullfrogs, porcupines, beavers, swallows, & sparrows

[Intro]
Warning, you are now approaching a designated jam zone, please present identification. Very good, you may now proceed to dance!

[Verse 1]
Mercury Venus Earth and Mars
Are all designated jam zone so far
In the sea of stars, Earth is an island
This island Earth
Limit all your dancing to jam zone principality
Under consequence of cosmic criminality
Come on and slam, welcome to the jam
Welcome to the jam zone

[Chorus]
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please

[Verse 2]
Mercury Venus Earth and Mars
Are all designated jam zone so far
Your planet is property of cosmic coalition
Prepare to be inducted into jam zone tradition
Pluto is still a planet, but
If you don't want it we will take it for jam zone
Jam zone swag

[Chorus]
Welcome to the jam zone
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please
Limit all your dancing to the jam zone please
The jam zone please, the jam zone please

[Outro]
DJ Lemon Pepper has a PHd in swag

ChorusPonderance

In case i never see you again fam
Didn’t want to leave you stranded
Don’t grieve, time expanded
Receive these lines, and advance it.

Big demi-frog,
Poly wogs lemme memory jog
Three silly lads on the lily pad
One really rad lil lass
Giving dad a living task.
What the dilly? Still Privy ask
Laborious respondent
For glorious Chorus ponderance
I implore Don’t ignore the forest, Explore us.
No man an island
Jesus walks, I ran
The good race, should’ve paced
Stood my space
Couldn’t waste
My hood place
Understood grace
Don’t mourn you born foreign
Alien, i won’t fail again
Or mail it in
Rail against the male-evolence
No insolence nonsense
In solace, thy conscience
my condolence of no consequence.

Last will and testament
Love killed this specimen
Will resurrect again.
My best skill investment?
Hon, still the estimate
blessed to investigate togetherness.
Our nuptials ruptured all
Corrupted by the fall
Holy hegemony
Matrimony, Monogamy
Honestly gave you all of me.

To Sarnia-Corunna crew
Barn area brothers who
Bade me decades from grade nine
To our babies and fine ladies too.

Mister McGhee
witnessing murder to ministers at Free
packwalks with a Hamilton backdrop to BC
Our lives will always see a synergy of poetry

Cheers for the casket of laughter
friends, Toronto, till the hereafter
sincere friendship never dies.
This the end where we sever ties?
At least I cease to pretend ya clever guys.

Last but not least, my spiritual family
What I teach, may you hear me all candidly
Groundswell and Tyndale will prevail handily.

In case I never see you again fam
I don’t believe you stand abandoned
Don’t grieve the time we handed
Receive these lines...

Jungle State of Mind

we weren't the first people to make gorilla dick music but we made it listenable

---------------------------------------------
state of mind jungle
haters fold and they crumble
KKMDS SLAM ON ChEST
OTHER RApPERS MANDIBLES MUMBLE

not wearing pants while rappin this
homo habilis statuses DAMAGES
denisovian delinquincacy
deuterostome frequency
butthole albert einstein
traverse time with heavy kind and a fine wine
ALL RELATIVE MY RELATIVES
I asked the other homos they hella pissed
fuck the PORCINE WE SALIENT SAPIENS
ouranopithecus better make amends

fight the monke
bite the monke
return to monke
show your junk (x2)
return to monke
jungle state of mind....

Island gigantism weaponised obsidion
anti-encephalized to oblivion
opposable thumb in a vice grip
nice tip Pleistocene ice slip
bonobo bo bo bo-bo sick
toxic time trip tik tok tik tik
house of deveolution cyborg gorilla
try what you willa illgill a
denosivian thrilla so uh
no skrilla for vanillas
just jungle born killas
darwin can catch one for realla for realla
FOREHEAD SLOPE GANG GANG
NEADRA WITH YOUR LAME LAME
CHECK THE FOSSILE RECORD WE AINT IN THE SAME GAME
or genus you genius
now help me dip my wick in this austrilopithicus you idiots