A theme song I did for a friend's podcast, I guess you can say its under the Doc Fluxx moniker. 

IC3 Theme Song (2013)

LYRICS

I got a lot to say about the modern age
as such exhibit aptitude in anthroposemiotics
neck deep in electronics, ingesting illest chronic 
I take it easy and breezy as I can feasibly
the trick is to be lazy, I never worked a day G 
so maybe you just pay me, if I may be so brazen
life is too amazing to slave away for some savings 
and Doc has got a craving for… 
wait, are we taping?

I am the bigger man in any situation
escapee mental patient forgot my medication
I tap into a nation, a single male Caucasian
check out my policy on interstellar immigration
the numbers do not lie, I’m falling in the polls
there are civilians starving and we are feeding trolls
leave it to me to be exceedingly creepy
apologies for giving you people the heebee jeebeeeeeeees

I don’t know Doctor Dre, don’t even bother asking
I produce my own tracks in lackadaisical fashion 
a man of little action stumbles upon thesaurus
next thing you know he’s focused, spits out a verse and chorus
ungainly, brainy, and 50 shades too pasty
you may mistake me for Jerry in security
the point is quit your worrying NO I’m not a furry
and NO I’m not a Brony and NO I’m not a phony 
the real deal Plutonian rap god and journeyman fat slob
is going to conquer the world….

~ by Bradley J. Timm




He Be G, B

LYRICS:

Lyrical lab-rat fat with kit kats and broken off pieces of first class vernacular
I could hypothetically battle with other rappers if not for my bum spine and several other factors
enough excuses, it’s time I bust loose from my self induced reclusiveness
its either that or stew in my own juices and marathon another round of Netflix exclusives

So here it is, feast your ears upon it, a magnum opiate sonnet like audible candy vomit
buttery verbs salted with sweet creme Blue Bonnet straight to market unsullied by any conglomerate
produced in my brain memory function junction, silly and vain and liberal with punctuation
speared you in twain with raz0ry exclamation points
dude it's insane I’m so painfully slavish to language
whatever you say son, I survived Reagan with 180 degree relation to Kevin Bacon
I’ve taken the cake and ate it and regurgitated it and rebaked it beta wavs and plated it
You hated it

Why you gotta hate?

like lord Baelish I relish in the politicin’ n’ sickin frickin’ tired of mixin’ in religion
Doc is low on provisions living amid the musty rejected manuscripts stacked to the ceiling
Depleted his bones; blown felonious loads of loans on drone mounted microphones 
foretold to be the least beholden if cthulhu ever rose via words spoken offa ancient tomes
Worlds get broken it’s how the solar system formed, volcanic ash and moisture atmospheric storms 
Then OOPS primordial soup of goopy gravy, happenstance plants a seed inside a lady 
Physicians were aghast as baby Fluxx blasts out her ass past em’ laughing
That’s what happens with genetic codes explode and redevelop into stronger cerebral nodes
Scully it’s me Mulder I opened the secret folder
I’ve gone dark and am no longer taking orders, the mission was possible even for an old fossils 
like Doc Fluxx who spits verses like gypsy curses and psychokinetic time reversal spells
the power of 20 sided die compels you
go back to hell or do whatever else I tell you
don’t be brave or be enslaved by beta wavs

why you gotta hate?

Beta Wavs

LYRICS: 

if you can’t dance that’s okay
If you can’t bust a move you share that disgrace with me

Doc Fluxx on the dance floor like a cyborg high offa hydrocortisone
Jig wrong and I’m faceprone two cracked bones no uber ride back home
Mobile phone to the dome got served like burgertime ok that’s fine
What the hell was the crime? So I shuffle my feet like I’m going blind
stepped up to the streets cuz my feet are fleet some days of the week
But I can’t compete or make it a centimeter lest I cheat
Gimme vitamin B I can slice at a rug like slo-mo Shinobi
Go toe to toe with girls who want to know me and can dance the night away
But If you can’t bust a move you share that disgrace with me
And if you dance like you can’t just to make me feel better then you are my woman and I am your I man

Footloose like a Spruce Goose couldn’t produce enough juice to cruise roofs
Me and me crew are now more or less attracted to you
If you dig MCs who barely attained their bachelor's degree
You can step on my shoes don’t take your eyes off of me

Dance Like You Cant (sloppy draft)

Never did the tour de France
or climbed up a chart like an eager Beiber
won’t sleep as to cheat the reaper
Doc on-call complete with beeper
Scrubbed in for the operation
Nickleback’s on please change the station
How can I concentrate 
with some mullet-bound clown filling me with hate?
 
relax lemme do your taxes
the government pays for your trip to PAX, kid
this old cat's always strapped for cash
no expenditure cap on the nerdy crap
I could waste it all on a date
without making first base, chalk it up to fate 
over the topish cop out
mad self-doubt for a foppish loud-mouth.

Fuck it dude let's bowl some lanes
it's no use messing with the birds and dames
my last 12 marriages up in flames
shoulda listened to my friend here William Zane
it really hurts to try
certifiable sure I'm but a hell of a guy
what no love or pumpkin pie
for the best dang rapper since Biggie died? 
 
I like a Scottish Ale
a cold plate of revenge and a side of whale
Set sail for the Holy Grail
get counter impaled and fail most epically
So what happens next?
According to the maps and the holy text
a man shall rise who is straight correct
and unites all sects under one perspective

ugh it sounds like too much work
doing every damn thing like I'm Captain Kirk
either way gonna lose my shirt
rollin’ in dirt first flirty skirt
report to the bridge at once
Bring three fat blunts and a bunch of lunch
Come fly in the friendly skies
Cap-i-tan Fluxx already high


Relaxx

No lyrics yet, I think its pretty cool on its own as well...

Third Peak (Instrumental)

scribbled you in for an appointment in ten 
My open door policy is inexorably flexible
Whether you are anorexic or zeppelin 
My initial prognosis is you need some attention

Might not be packing a miraculous phallus
But I can button-mash an ass into a gelatinous hash
loooong time coming by myself in a dungeon
Expunging my eruptions like with something with suction 
Stop nudging the Doc is a Curmudgeon 
Runs on dunkin’ muffins and botanic combustion

I make beats so obscenely obese 
they can’t squeeze through the wiring in your average speaker
an old school creature with newly developed features
Silvery fox up in the bleachers seducing teachers
My methodology messes with your psychology 
Got you hot and bothered now you’re dangling offa me
Plenty of me to feed a nuclear family 
I make a mean sammy and might even win a grammy
I must look like salami to your mommy
she’s been eyeballing me since I got here quarter to three
But I penciled her in for intervention though

Scribbled you in with my favorite pen 
if you sign below the dots we can lay down and begin
We notified your husband and remainder of kin 
My staff needs to access every inch of your skin
I got a thing for Cronenbergian horror
Don’t you adore my pulsating orifice decorum?
Yeah I got my doctorate from wherever you score em

Lemme scribble you in scribble you in
Doc Fluxx gonna fix you up a mixer with gin
I say we make a little progress and then 
We wind down with Beyonce or Reo Speedwagon 


Scribble

LYRICS:

Anyone who knows me knows I flow mostly in the dead zone lonely and groping a mobile phone
 
thought for certain I had murdered the last clone but he's out there in boxers and socks being obnoxious

don’t be shocked if you spot an approximate copy of the doc stalking any given block 

Probably sloppily beatboxing awkwardly into his coffee a total mockery of my hobby

gone are the the days I could soak up sunrays and blaze without hard gazes from the neighbor's baby

I often dream that the eldest daughter screams "somebody save me" and I appear in a  cowl and cape

Stop me there before I blare the whole scenario and end up Dawson’s Creek inside Rosario

Kid’s these days they don’t understand my references too busy on my Wiki page messin’ with the sentences

Hope to go full blown DiCaprio and mac every beautiful soul from PDX to Kosovo 

life goals as middle age unfolds is to boldly smoke this bowl and play poke-your-mom go

Exacerbate matters with a crassness unmatched by the most passive aggressive chap on snapchat

Nearly took a racket to the sack caught snacking on maritally attached lasses after math class

Sorry ladies but I have to gooooo….

Cuz Sarge says I got to get my ass back to Mars and insert the alien shard that sends an electric charge

That sparks a chain reaction resulting in terraformation but why in tarnation am I vital to the equation?

Whatever just wire me seven hundred large and I will get there barring jarring google car alarms

Could take a while like tactile rotary dial retrieval of a compiled files over millions of miles

Stop Me There

A theme song I did for my friend's podcast. The lyrics say it all...
Superpodcasto Magnifico-a-go-go
Enter the old pro your host is Juan Daeho
With a talking Squirrel who be elitist like Vishanti
Top things off with a cocky el Blanco gigante,
the full monty of spontaneous obnoxiousness
Blathering on about comics and such topics
shock jocks mocking the content of the pages 
Juan moans and groans while Blanco hates on races
A squirrel with no moose plays fast and loose with attendance 
No offense kid but you cracked the lid, pay penance
Audio only as to spare you from the visual
slovenly nerds bitterly carrying out the ritual
No filler, under an hour tops we promise
No nonsense comments from hollowed out adonises 
Barely a show, Super Podcasto Magnifico
Now cut the flow and introduce Juan Daeho.

Super Podcasto Magnifico - Theme Song

My first new rap in a while! There may be more versions to come before a final one.

Elixr (First draft)

My rap and hip hop stuff. Started out as Vance Grabnecki and transitioned back into my even earlier persona, Doc Fluxx. Comedic hip hop or whatever you wanna call it, designed to entertain myself and hopefully you. Thanks for listening. 