1. |
Spark
01:24
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Well I'm right here, my dears
No fear
I'm still weird
Still searing hot
As unstoppable as the highly probable
Collapse of society
So I speak lightly with weighted words
Slated to murder these verbs
Style slightly absurd
Vile child of the times
Master of slinging these rhymes
Pastor of epic proportions
More than a little bit scorchin
Blade Runner, been funner
Caught by a Stone Cold Stunner
Run over by a hummer,
and yeah that's a bummer
But now I'm back from my slumber
Encumbered
Teeth made of lumber and Nails
Driving me harder and farther
To be larger than the father
Try to charter the martyr to the slaughter
But don't bother
Cause I'm back
No attack
Can break my back
Strapped to the rack
Got a knack for rappin these tracks
Stacking these stacks
Snappin these traps
Mappin these maps
Fiction is fact
when you're riding these tides
I'm Captain Jack
Commodore, my effects, please
And don't forget my hat
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2. |
Ruff Swami
01:06
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Ruff Swami
The fortune teller, fucking your mommies
Snake in a clay pot, rising,
Promote peace like Gandhi
Hunger strike
Tired of eating all of this cardboard paper
Cause as far as rappers go,
they're only coming in that one shitty flavor
Five stars handed out to two star holders at best
They like to say that we're evolving,
but you can't move when you're at rest
I think I'll take twenty years ago
over today's best of the best
There's too much of a curve anymore,
Nobody can pass the fucking test
What the fuck we doin?
What?
What the fuck we doin?
Where the fuck we goin?
Where?
Where the fuck we goin?
Turn that shit around
Turn, turn that shit around
Set it back on solid ground
Down, Down on solid ground
Hip-Hop will follow, swallow
Gobble it down
Overdosed on blue pills
but now the red's starting to bring you around
Why are all of these outfielders
crowdin the pitcher's mound
Nobody's standing for anything,
Yet everyone's sittin with crowns
Huh
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3. |
In The Beginning
01:27
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In the beginning, there was the Earth
The Earth came first
In the relationship of humanity
versus the universe
We ponder over the birth
and don't bother with the death
It's all a means to an end
Too busy worrying about debt
But when it's all gone
and it's all said and done
No-one under the sun's
gonna worry about a one
Or guns
Or one system that let itself be undone
When these lines get blurred,
who's to say what we deserve?
So, what's right and what's wrong?
Add in beliefs and legality
Time for another sad song
Is this what they call reality?
Someone tapping my phone
A generation never alone
Whether nobody's at home
Or in a no-service zone
And are we really worse for the wear
because of the things that we wear?
What's in a name anyways?
Everything when it's all about shares
And how you fare within the parameters of
"No-one fucking cares"
You think anything comes free?
What's going on up under that hair?
Recession, inflation
Too much new information
Feel snowed in like Snowden, now
Can't stop pacin
Paranoia?
Just maybe
But trust me
Here lately
I feel like there's no way for me
to not go crazy
I mean, look at all of these people I'm
surrounded by daily
I may be slightly insane,
but it's the sane who keep hating
Self-proclaimed saviors
Don't forget to sign that waiver
Things can get tricky when you decide
to dive in with gators
It's time to pay the piper
Better pray to the creator
Too many dictators of life
while we keep craving translators
There's a dent in the argument,
lets change it into a crater
Haters, hold off till later
I'm busy trying to promote the greater
Good
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4. |
Mad Max
01:06
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Mad Max up in this place
and I brought a fucking case
You're bout to get the whole meal
but for now it's just a taste
Rollin hard, full throttle
Suck the juice from the bottle
Lighting Tina Turner's ass up
like Ronald McDonald
Slaughter ass bitches
High octane to riches
My gasoline dreams
would leave you too beat up for stitches
Better study up on fishing
cause you're moving to some trenches
Twenty-thousand leagues under sea
Like baptizing Christians
More bars made of steel
than the whole prison system
Excavate an entire city
while you're sittin there sifting
High caliber people fucker upper
Huffin uppers for supper
Breakfast, I got it covered
For lunch I stay burning rubber
Lay a road straight to freedom
Speedin wheels
Heaven to demons
Keep her engines screaming,
Steaming,
With all of these hidden meanings
Crash course
No remorse
from my V8 horse
Blocking brigades to save the day
A raggedy-ass wrecking force
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5. |
My Bathroom
01:03
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When I step into this booth
Otherwise known as my bathroom
You feel the heat coming straight through
Me like Phoenix
Fuck the sky
I'll turn you blue
No left air left in those lungs
Better bite your tongues
Head's too swollen like you just got stung
I'm a rare killer bee like the one
Feeny smashed with his fist
Get those thumbs outta your asses
So much crassnes
it makes my stomach ache
Had to start eating grass, shit
Like a dog
Fuck all these dogs
Like I'm in a position to leap-frog
Straight to the head of the class
I'd take out the trash
But there's too much garbage in the atmosphere
Need a mass Mass
With the new Pope
Not even Catholic
My holy water's actually
milk, piss, and swiss cheese
So dastardly
and fast like The Flash
Just a blur up until I Hulk smash
Cause a crash head-on
Keep my head on backwards
So I can smile, laugh, and wave as
I'm passing by all of these basterds
and see the sad looks on their faces
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6. |
Cleanse The Temple
01:18
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Look at him
Where'd he come from?
Rise like dough
Phoenix straight from the flames
Up, up, up he goes
It's tough stuff
He knows
But he chose this road
For the Rose
For those that can't fight
when the fight's just a show
Those thorns, those nails
The crown's heavy as Hell
When Heaven's right around the corner
but you keep hearing them yell
They say
Turn back, Turn back
You can't hide in your shell
So now I'm busting up these tracks
like I'm riding right off the rails
Gunslinger
Art bringer
Through the desert I walk
Alone, Stoned, I roam
As all these bystanders gawk
Many follow, but they all know
That it's more than just talk
Feel the sorrow?
By tomorrow they'll be casting their lots
(God) Knows that I'm chosen
to cleanse the temple
Clear em out
The message is simply misconstrued
This is not what I'm about
(God) better save some souls
before they end up steamrolled
and left thin as the pieces of paper
to which they all bow down
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7. |
Prime
01:33
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Yeah I'm down to rock
And I'm down to rhyme
And I'm down to do this shit all the time
And they raise me up
Like I heal the blind
They only persecute when you speak the truth
Must be why I'm the only one standin in line
I suppose it's only right that it's high time to get mine
Got a pick axe
And a sick mind
And I'm hittin gold with every fucking line I'm writing down like Shakespeare in his prime
Switch gears, decide
To incite fear while I
Bring lyrical warfare
In the form of a sonic boom
It's wildabeast and who
The nastiest fuckin Skooter
Been this badass and cute
Since before I was two
Dudes
What am I to do
With a flow this godly
God, he's killin shit
Like a whole herd of zombies
Ruff swami fuckin mommies
In the back of Abercrombie
Then burn Abercrombie down with a Marx shirt on me
I mean
Christ, guys,
I'm so nice
This whole life
Should be a crime
I'm Rick Grimes, Bane, a dang dragon, the kraken and Randall Flagg
Downin flagons of rap magic
It's tragic
Red stag, coke, and passion
Smoked up on has-beens
Just showed up and cashed in
It's crazy the type of ish
That I'm craftin
Crowd surfin with no crowd
Fuck it, I'm flyin through the clouds
Class nineteen rapids
I'm Mike G when he's raftin
Mount the throne
Give all these starvin dogs a bone
They thought that they were somethin
But I'm sendin em all home
Shinin like polished chrome
Let my mind out to roam
It invented the biodome
And unlike Rome
I was built in a day
Work hard to make you feel like the first time ya got paid
That's the point of the tape, right?
That and to slay
So I stay slaughterin dragons
Not braggin, just a fact
brought everything these emcees are lackin
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8. |
One
01:11
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One love, one life
One mind, one line
One fault, one time
One light, one sign
One fight, one night
Change things with
One right
No wrongs for one kind
We're all different, but we are one
We must stand tight
Form bonds
And we storm on
Weather anything in sight
We get over it
Move on
Or at least that's how it should be
Could be, maybe possibly
Hopefully one day?
No way
Know why?
Cause we're all like
Is it worth the risks we take
Is it worth the mistakes we make
That slice of the pie is nice
But we're all shootin for cake
So make sure and aim high
Cause There's only first place
We don't play ties when we play these hunger games
Fuck yeah it's a race
And I'm as Earnhardt as they get
In spirit
When ya near it
Ya feel that number 3 coming out of me
so fast you can't even steer it
Try and get a grasp on the situation, sir, don't fear it
Kicked in the rear
Get them asses in gear
Hear, hear
No cheer
I mean we're over here
But now the lefts the right
And the rights were left smeared
When the goin gets tough
Watch the tough call the weird
This may be different than what you heared
I mean heard
But it's not absurd to think
That I'm a master of words
Slayer of verbs
Bender of bars
Maker of curves
A junkie of rhymes
Honestly, I'm probably the worst
You've ever seen
I mean, I tend to be mean
On this mic
I'm like the hulk
So why's everyone else green?
Could it maybe be because
I'm out here livin the dream?
No, wait,
now that I think
It's probably these sweet ass jeans
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9. |
Redefinition
01:20
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One to the two,
the two to the three
Everybody gather 'round,
let's talk about peace
And the opposite of that,
which we could call greed
And the fact that we measure worth
with things that we don't need
We have the abilities
to change lives
To save lives
But we turn away the sick
due to a price
So we stay right
Right?
Aren't we so civilized
Canceled the search for new life
so militaries can thrive
People redefine their values
just in order to survive
Slavery still exists,
there's power behind bribes
The world we live in isn't free
it's time to open them eyes
When one percent is in control,
where's the other ninety-nine?
It's time to redefine
exactly where we draw the line
of when dying to live
becomes just living to die
I'm in a whole other universe
I decided to decide
to say to hell with all the strife
and finally be alive
Came to the conclusion
that winning's actually losing
snoozing,
waiting for a check,
eat,
Repeat
More snoozing
I mean, where the fuck we going?
And what the fuck are we doing?
I've already said it once
Man, it's time to get moving
Entertainment recycled
It's all a part of the cycle
You can't capitalize just by "new"
Ask the Disciples
First, lay down that rifle
Peace talks
Negotiations
Gotta love these situations
we get involved in as nations
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10. |
Stick With The Gecko
01:09
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I feel like I could move mountains
an overflowing fountain
of faith in the ways of preachin peace
usually
Fresh as the farmer's market
and right on target
I make my bangers in a manger
with the company of harlots
The way I kill is lyrically
the Dexter to all of these
rogue beats
Already in the mountains
with a beard
so fear me
like you could feel me
nearing
Hair raised
Send chills up your spine
like nails on a chalk board
So bored
Keep my stick
like Mr. Ecko
Stick with the Gecko
you'll wanna be covered
in the event of an accident
Which I cause like Seth Gecko
You keep hearing that echo?
I bring the rain, thunder
Lightning, the wind
I've been
Bending time all this time
like the front of a fender
Head first, diving in
like I'm in the middle of a bender
Spitting bullets verbally
Like a flesh-framed Kimber
maybe a little too slender
I feast on talent,
and there's barely enough for me to enter
Oh, it's July?
Sorry, everywhere I go
I bring the middle of winter
like the month after December
I'm so cold I freeze snow
This world's my Yoko
and I'm fucking it
till everyone's screaming Ono
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11. |
Small Steps, Giant Leaps
01:18
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So hard
Goodbye
Man, sometimes it's
So hard
Just to say goodbye
Saying goodbye can be hard
I don't really wanna go
But I gotta do what I gotta do
I feel that fire in my soul
Like it's blowing up
and all that showed up
when I go nuts
with cold-cuts
I go HAM like
"That's all folks!"
Gotta long rope, I like to choke
Can't cross my moat
My boat's a ship bigger
than all the Macy's Parade Day floats
sewed together
It takes up the whole coast
And I just painted the game red,
renamed it Hell,
and it only took one coat
Then I wrote some things down
to leave you with when I'm gone
No more pawning off your rights,
meaningless fights,
nuclear fears disturbing every other night
The right to live's about to die
Stand up for what you believe in
or lie on mountains of lies
Mole hills become big deals
so we master hiding eyes
See no evil, Hear no evil,
and only speak up when you're in private
What's private?
Nothing of course
but the wisest are biased
against flying on auto-pilot
We're throwing tridents at silence
while the time's at its ripest
for changing the status quo to a state of excitement
More than a nation united
under a like-minded search
for the Midas touch
Beware I'm on the cusp
of touching down
My cup runneth over
like it was designed and fully primed
to break the bonds keeping us confined
Through rhyme
And it's really not that hard to find
that I'm taking small steps for man
and giant leaps for mankind
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Skoot Nasty is a wordsmith from the mountains of West Virginia.
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