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ALIAS
LP: Music for the advancement of hip hop
Song: Divine Disappointment
| my frustration aimed at what I created has me feeling discombobulated I hated the boredom and so I restated entertainment for my well-being now it seems I made the wrong decision my project had appeared easy but had no direction in precision beginner's luck only up to recent times do I feel stuck I'm the only one to blame for things that ran amuck I built up a universe that is now building me you see technological advancement which is the creater now? and all things to be decided have not even once touched my hands my quote unquote followers now constantly fill the stands On the so-called Sabbath day for years it's been this way but these people can't figure out whetehr it's the first or last day to pray they seem to think that I'm forgiving of all which means they have a scapegoat if they happen to drop the ball I've been coined various names None of which to me are flattering they look to me for a guidance but to me they do not matter in my eyes there's nothing I can do to help this situation when they have internal conflicts with their whole congregation they gather every week and speak of me in song these beings I created in this project gone terribly wrong you all claim that you know me but you really don't ever forgiving and you say of me in reality I realy won't from the day I gave you life to your last anointment you have all been nothing but divine dissapointment so I'm now stuck to figure out what to actually do at this point and time these creatures think that there's an afterlife but they spend their life benign they killed another creature years ago that claimed to be my son so now they mold thier lives after him and claim that He's the One The one that will save them, lead them to a new breath I hate to break it to them: "I have nothing for you after death" so carry on if you wish unknowing thinking breath is wind blowing magnifying light bulb is the sun and tears of rivers flowing think that every bad thing that happens to you is at my will like bankrupcy, adultory, and the reason why others kill go on to be mislead as you have your entire life think that all some how reward for all your pain and strife "I can't control destiny" where'd you come up with that notion? "There's no cure for AIDS" so don't even bother with that potion I didn't create the disease to punish others I didn't even make it so if you have that frame of mind you go ahead and break it I'm sick and tired to feel responsiblity for all of you ungratefuls Unwilling to share with the starving while you enjoy all of your platefuls even if I had the power to help you I wouldn't even bother stop thinking that I love you and stop calling me your father I didn't plan on you evolving into this mess with which I deal asking for my forgiveness when you lie, cheat and steal what the hell do you want me to do try and save yourself I cant help your marriage, chlldren or status of health my problem's far away, any of your so-called devastations like this oncoming war between the so called United Nations I regret making all of you You make my blood pressure climb I wish I didn't make you but even I cant turn back the hands of time (chorus) "paradise of fools!!" |
Slug
LP: Music for the advancement of hip hop
Song: Nothing but Sunshine
| Wha..What do you mean what was my childhood like? What difference does that make? So what my childhood was messed up...everyone's childhood was messed up..this is the 90's Yo..You find me one person that had it right...What does that got to do wwith me rhymin? Whats left? Now when my mother died I had to take it in stride There aint no room for pride in watchin your father cry And Dad made it until maybe a year later When they found his suicide inside of a grain elevator Got over it...I had no other offers or options Thought about whether or ot mom and pop was watchin Never bothered with caution No time for fears Saw my folks carry fear Through most my early years And I learned from it Turned numb and ignored the storm, a burnin sun Waitin for the world to plummet Finished growin up under my Uncle's roof Taught me how to count all the way up to 100 proof >From watchin him I learned how to gather nourishment Livin off the different women that he had to nurture him And on the surface I became a normal pre-teen More afraid of nuclear war than snakebites and bee stings My best friend was my TV Game shows and cartoons substituted for puppies, rainbows, and baloons Now here I am the shy type I think I'm doin alright Considerin what it was like livin my life Sunshine Its all sunshine, nothin but sunshine Now its been seventeen summers since Ive seen my mother But every night I see her smile inside my dreams When I was younger I didnt actually see the accident happen But every night I see her smile as it shatters against her screams I could only imagine Dad's internal reaction Strain, infernal burnin bound in his brain Whats it take to make a man that owns acres of land Abandon the family plan and drown himself in his brains I'm glad I left that farm in Northern Minnesota Where the time moves slower and the winters are colder Became a city boy where everybody acts like they older Where they stick to themselves and keep a chip on their shoulder 26 years of age No longer full of rage I think its safe to say I've turned a page on my childhood days Hey yo Look Ma...Im a productive member of society When Im drunk I make noise but otherwise I live quietly And on the weekend I go back up North to reminisce Rememberin what it was like pretendin to be a kid Late at night I walk the fields and lurk in the shadows Gettin even with life by murderin cattle Moo...Moo... Come here...Come Here [screams, grunts] Ive got sunshine on a cloudy day When its cold outside Ive got the month of May Nothin but sunshine, Its all sunshine And I'm gonna be alright You aint gotta hold my hand Just walk with me tonight |
DPD
LP: Music for the advancement of hip hop
Song: rain men
| I take seven emcees put em in a line, shoot em and sell their clothes to
get my wisdom teeth pulled [slug] >From here on out Im grabbin these rappers by their fates And throwin their destinies out into that lake And as the Earth shakes and as the snakes eat I found my birthplace on top of that break beat The beat breaks while I drink a Red Stripe to get my head right Maybe put some life into this dead mic You fuckers got nerve you lost between the mold and the mildew Even if you spit that burst with bullets and tits I wouldn't feel you This plant cant grow without the nurturin and nutrients So on I carry between the Aryans and Nubians Holdin a handful of that Minnesota pork And if I ever blow up I wanna fuck Bjork Let it rain, Let it Rain Let the water run off of the brain Let the drops hit my shoulders and leave permanent stains Let one solo drip touch my heart to symbolize what it contains Restrain these thoughts that stay locked in my dark side Let the bumper hit the pavement, Pull away and let the sparks fly Let the children have reason to laugh Instead of instead of needin craftways and passages to see their last days [sole] As far as me and wild animals are concerned their infantile Bash Oblitteratin...Grade life on the scale of chorus boy Sing your diartribe to diabetics Better if me and you had to breathe the same oxygen you'd choke And boom cause I'm your headphones And when the men in black scurryin around jump on dicks sayin Yo champ keep they heads noddin, I keep heads still Steal moments from opponents Walkin a fine fabric of time between Nietzche and Ice Cube Fuck all y'all, I never liked any of y'all in the first place Punch the face, dickhead Step on foot, burn the bridge Rape, Pillage, Take money I saw your scribbles in the back of your last release Haha, Funny, You bring your marbles I'll ring mine When our egos and balls collide You'll have some pre-written battle rhymes But no, everything is cool, cold, icy, happy, glamorous Lets all drink Zima and sing we are the world I had the world, When I'm the whirlpool all these fools get killed Kilogram to your ass and you're bitch made like a quilt Yeah I can drop down and meander with neandrathals and jellyfish The revolutionary evolutionists let me be the tooth fairy Cause when it comes down to bitin I'll make damn sure everybody gets royalties And rock Parliament tracks instead of Jel beats Shit, If I ever gave a fuck I gave it away along time ago Only time will tell in due time, we'll do time until its open to em The paramecium of parables, Paragraphs and emcee pay return The world is my stage and stage presence(presents) for everyone Let it rain, Let it rain Let the gutter be the book you never wrote Let the puddle be the drawbridge and moat All this is soaked in the deep depths of dynamics All we ask is two ears and a brain [alias] Development lyricists presented for your listening pleasure Quadruple phonetic spitters and two by te measures Profess my confession I long for this profession, Presently adhere to this artform Made accessible for those that want to hear us Interlock hands through sound and tape device through a filter Constructing of percussion rhythm sections Painstakingly built are infectious Totally overwhelming to soul and body Making invincible structures appear quite shoddy Disassembling, slowly pick apart your sound taste Deconstructing, drawn to the floor caused by the wall you're forced to face And conclude that your thirst is quenched by deep puddles [Yo this shit is dope] But our conversation to you is subtle You gotta hit the REW when the fading commences Your index extensions of your hand constantly tenses Approximately every five minutes you will repeat this motion Over and over until your mind is convinced of this notion Dynamics I understand and I pledge allegiance to your Music for Advanced Listeners Covering many regions and as far as Im concerned this group is number one And who knew that using my brain could be so much fun [dose] Four...count them 1,2,3...7...4 Pleasantly demented stock writers A few fell short of the paper airplane Decided to sit in grain Paint there faces and be leaves Light green, turned upside down in the wind Finally someone to clap for This toxic hermit grins Especially men over the globe Over in doctors crotch Fizzlin up in the sky its time To live in the cosmos, Milky Way styles Say it like I mean it to ease my hot head And where have you been my whole life Come on guys, lets play the sap Shoot, branch...off-shoot, branch Hehehe giggle the children Who sigh, hands folded, pencils sharpened waiting patiently For quality bird seed and really good camp counselors who know lots of big words Once in awhile its fun to be smart and play with matches on the Dark side of the Hoooo! Cock bang, young drummer get wicked smell the rock And the larger ones all get confused So with the prostitutes, dirt, platypus and grand parents found on me I'm a hydrogen molecule and proud of it Let it rain, Let it rain Let it rain, Let it rain Let the gutter be the book you never wrote Let the puddle be the drawbridge and moat All this is soaked in the deep depths of dynamics All we ask is two ears and a brain |
Buck 65
LP: Music for the advancement of hip hop
Song: untitled
| I wander the fields and listen for the sound of drums The colder the ground becomes The closer I get to home The planets not fit to roam What with all the chaos But when I saw the savages I played the law of averages And when the river splits in half I start to lose my whits and laugh And cry at the same time There's nothin I can do about it Even though I wouldn't doubt it If the winds began to blow And carry the sounds of my voice to the land below So I put my hands around my mouth and holler to the sunken city That wallows in the filth of its own drunken pity And wait to see a signal but the signals never seen Eventually fatigue builds inside me exponentially So I sleep, and dream that I am able to fly They won't expect a man with wings Later I awake in agony and learned That while I was sleeping the city had burned Shrugging my shoulders I pause and gather thought Think twice about staying put and then decide I'd rather not Press on in my agnostic pilgrimmage Knowing that I can swim deeper than the grim reaper Ready for whatever sea creatures may abound When the water swallows me and not the other way around Survival song ain't through the mechanical district Starvation leads to being cannibalistic Ive had to rely on cons, silence, and on talking quick Defending myself with nothing but my walking stick Ive never had friends and no parental guidance Im wild at heart and weird on top Im feared non stop Even though my rage is worn out My life's a book with several pages torn out I just climb trees and look for rhythm everywhere I used to be the town crier in a city of stone throwers Until my soul was laid bare and displayed in the pearly square And Lord, more than a lot, not less No one understood my thought process I was gagged and bound over noise complaints But commanding the resolve that destroys constraints I found my escape in a melting of memories, the next thing I know Im rowing this boat And blowing this note on an old tarnished trumpet Ever since then Ive been wandering lots Watching the sky and pondering thoughts Strange angel, music box genie Behind for some time and now Im blind in one eye And how this happened exactly will never be known My thoughts take the shape of the hangmans house Never fails when the time travelling salesmen visit |
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