Ryako

Hit up Ryako for a vibe
She was like "Bet". Yo she got me
What a time to be alive
Every week been feeling shocking
Look it’s Kadesh. I'm in stride
With that style that you cannot copy
Everything I make is hard
Hidetaka Miyazaki

Look If your soul’s growing dark
from the trauma of the moment
I can’t blame you. It’s been hard
I went from playing studio gigs 
hit these shows ya boy was rising
Grinding carried by emotion
I’d just glow like moisturizing
After clarifying lotion

Felt so close to boasting how
I had been married with devotion
To the process always daring to keep focus
(triplets)

Now it’s all broken
Financial security from my art
Was something I had finally gripped and was holding
Grinding relentlessly seemed to be paying off
All opportunities seemed to be golden


I handled everything in my umbrella 
But this was above me. I couldn’t control it
Government failure. The death had me hopeless
Couldn’t get out of my bed I was moaning
Had to reach into the depths of me
My ambition runs deep like abyss of the ocean
Fight through the pain
And the anger and dread
Took all that I had to keep vision in motion


Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody


Hasn’t been that long
But it seems like it’s been forever
So many bonds I’ve had to sever
Just to could keep my mind at peace

People swear that I’m strong
Talented, brilliant, clever
That I don’t fold under pressure
But I’m so close
So close


The last year has been a course on deep breathing
Therapy sessions and holistic reading
Random investments and incessant grieving
Attempting to smile when your heart is bleeding

All social timelines would rip you to pieces
Friends turned to cultists who pledge blind allegiance
Having to settle for lesser 
With hopes I have time to save up, pack my bags and just leave it

All behind
I don’t know how to stop the sense
That we’re destined for imminent apocalypse

At least for yours and mine
Unless I end up hopping ship
And starting all over on different continents

I need to say goodbye
But what if I don’t got the chips
Get stuck in the fire cuz of the cost of it
Terrified that my future is second fiddle to popping clips
War against people I used to be rocking with
Gotta Dip


Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Check on your strong friends

Check on everybody

Hasn’t been that long
But it seems like it’s been forever
So many bonds I’ve had to sever
Just to could keep my mind at peace


People swear that I’m strong
Talented, brilliant, clever
That I don’t fold under pressure
But I’m so close
So close

VPC 7 Round 0

DeshKo [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Check In

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

VPC7 Round 5

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Go Your Way

Guess who’s back in the motherfucking house?
With a lean on my pay from the hospital no doubt
Wasn’t enough to take just the tumor
They’ll make new holes once the bills are due, yeah.
In and out of my grave, I get incredibly deep
Nightmares about visits, too brutal to speak
A man seized my ball, now i see him in my sleep
Easily my biggest L in this losing streak
And i know what you’re thinking… but did you die?
And I suppose that is fair, I was at work the next night.
Two or three weeks later I was getting felt up
From TSA agents flying out on delta
To do a show across the country, flying out of the south
So people could hear hte weird shit coming out my mouth
But I guess it’s later than you think, or so they say
Headed right back home to the place I’ll get laid.


No scans in a year?  Guess I’ll die.
No insurance on file?  Guess I’ll die.
Cancer in  my ball?  Guess I’ll die
Layoff the sauce?  Guess I’ll die.
Drug test coming up?  Guess I’ll die.
No rest, fuckin up?  Guess I’ll die.
Fuck
God dammit



I was balling out of control,on an ungodly level
All hallows eve, more spooky than heavy metal
they can  make you uncomfortable like Billy Corgan
When they roll in the place to twiddle with your organs
Scene getting bloodier than it was lizzie bordan
Or someone in a theater went and scuffed your jordans
Or you got trapped under some shit cause your mom was hoardin
put off the appointment wind up even worse then
You knew the ball was already swollen
You still waited 6 months when it hurt to even hold them?
No you don’t understand i was lacking the insurance
Though objectively,no it’s no great test of endurance
 If you feel something fucked up in your fucking pants
Obviously don’t roll the dice, or take a chance
I lost hte ball but my life is in tact
And i fuck better than you rman, that’s a fact.



An estimated 9560 people in the united states will be diagnosed with testicular cancer this year.
1 out of every 250 people with testicles will get testicular cancer in their lifetime.
The average age of diagnosis is 33, mine was around 36.
Approximately 410 people will die from the disease this year.     
 (I adlibbed the rest)

NotDeadYet - Guess I'll Die

The narrative revolves around a 20 dollar bill infested with an evil spirit that infects people's minds, searching their memories and subconscious for things it can use against the host in order to cause them to hurt themselves and/or others.


Paid for weapons
Paid for drugs
Folded and creased.
Paid for love
House always wins and you can’t walk away with the (blood money)

A bill sits folded holding a soul
It’s more than a moment holding it all
More than a mentor more than a roll
Each subject, molded and cold
A parasite bite on the stem of a brain
Old soul finding new dragons to chase
A serial number soaked in blood from a blade
Rolled up sucks more dust to the face 
Carried away. Eyes wild, looking for another taste
Now wrinkled and tucked in a purse okay
Never spent too long stuck in the same place
Theif walks up behind her at the ATM
Purse is open, she reaches in
Out comes a knife, 
And metal is in and out his windpipe twice before he can even speak again
That’s what he gets, 
wipes the blood on his shirt and spits
Down the block to the ABC store, 
tips the 20 to the clerk and the cycle starts again
It searches the body it found
Finds the memories and then roots around
Flashback to the desert eagle under the counter
And a memory of his ex, can he live without her?
The fiend says probably not.  
The demon is seething, the door is now locked
Grabs a bottle of jack from the rack
Hands on the the cap and he’s twisting it off
Tilts it back, coughs and laughs
More poison can’t hurt, leans over the counter and grabs
Licks his lips, metal on top of the whiskey bite
Flash of light.


Breaking a 100 at the donut shop
Sliding across the counter is the 20 spot
A call comes in that the block is hot
Unidentified male, b&e at a mom and pop 
In the car, on the scene, 
Uniform so fresh so clean
Stroll so mean, straightens his sleeves
Grabs the perp, rattles his teeth
But the bill is searching it’s trying to find
Invading the crevices inside of his mind
Sees humanity buried inside 
Sinks his teeth in, officer cries
Every lie, every time
Every face of every child
Grabs his weapon and fires
Into his eye, the perp screams why
Blood in his mouth squirts out of the swine
Piggy screams, a hole in his mind
But that is fine, it was his time
Even his wife will not cry
Abusive and cowardly, a monster who dies
never absolved of his crime
He was forgotten before his body was dry, shit
Gurgling stops and now he is silent
Perp grabs cuff keys off of  the corpse
Screaming for help, now he is horse
No one is coming alone here of course
Oh my god what is in store 
Nothing now to do but go on the run
No other option he grabs the money and gun
Loads a clip, starts to cock it
Bloodmoney burning a hole in his pocket.

VPC6 Round 2

Not Dead Yet - Blood Money

PLACE YOUR VOTES NOW!
CHALLENGE:
Just like hip hop has its Four Elements, a certain musical festival that is most assuredly not a donut (^_~) has elements of its own.

(Some of) those elements are: chiptune, video game music (VGM), visualism and nerdcore hip hop. This challenge will have teams integrating these elements into one track.

To start off this alignment, we bring you three videos, brought to you by none other than visual artist Pixelseed!

Crave: https://youtu.be/jnDDc_0CvJ4

Droids: https://youtu.be/YKvSww3lEhw

Mosquito: https://youtu.be/ZMfCpci01G4

Your job, as a team, is to pick the video you like the best, and then create the soundtrack to it! 

Seems easy enough, right?

Well, producers, your challenge is to tie in chiptune elements into your song.  You can go as minimal or maximized as you’d like, but the element(s) chosen need to be clear and identifiable.  Oh and if that wasn’t enough, we’re going to need you to build the hook of your track around an arpeggio. You can flex your muscles and write a completely original one yourself, but if that seems like too daunting a task, then you can borrow one – but it must be from a video game.

Vocalists, you’re here to represent nerdcore hip hop at it’s finest.  We want to see you whipping out your finest multisyllabic rhymes – at least 50% – to be precise.   Oh, and we need you to really get your point across by including some fire adlibs. 

So that’s it, really.  Not too bad huh? All you need to do is pay homage to your sister scenes. 

Oh, and don’t stress too much if you’re unable to edit your song to the video you choose, while you’re welcome to do it yourself to achieve perfection, we will also do it on behalf of anyone who isn’t able to.

VPC6 Round 3

NotDeadYet - Swarm

Stand and Deliver
VPC6
Round 4

Stand and deliver, you lyrical knaves and you DAW desperadoes!

The fourth round of the VPC is upon us and the Czarina has decreed that the melee is to commence post haste and without delay! But, the weapons of this melee are being expressly decided upon to limit the savagery and supreme saltiness that could arise from a less honorable contest of verbiage and virtuosity. And the weapons that have been elected to be the tools of this test of talent are - characters from the domain of literature, both classic and modern.

Right, now that we got all of that high brow verbosity out of the way, let’s get down to the nitty gritty.

Vocalists, you need to bring your baddest, maddest most raddest battle rap / diss tracks, but doing so IN CHARACTER of the character assigned to your teams. I’d spend some time learning the ins and outs of who you’ve been assigned, get to know them well, and become one with them.

The duals!
https://bit.ly/2pX8u1V

Producers, you’ve got a lot of free reign on how you want to design your beats. The only thing that we ask of you is that you incorporate a sample in your song from any form of existing media relating to your book. You can use samples from movies if it’s been made into a movie, audio books, TV shows, theatrical productions, the options are almost endless.

VPC6 Round 4

NotDeadYet - Moby Dick (Moby Dick - An Ahab diss)

Not Dead Yet - The Ending [ft. Sulfur, Tribe One, Cecilnick, Int80, Ryako]

1up Funk, Nerdy Swag Wizards, 2 lyricists, Hook Shot and Bobby Arson. Hooky's on the beats, and Arson's on the cuts. Jazzy, Funky, Synth Heavy Nerdcore,  from the West Coast of Canada.