glitchy oversaturated noise rap by damn selene and lizardgrove.
all vocals [except where otherwise noted] are selene.
all music [except where otherwise noted] is lizardgrove.
the guitar on OKDOTJPEG was played by Equine.
the non-selene vocals on BL3ND3DF@M are navi and jesse dangerously

STORBOT

[Chorus]
DICK HARD ON THE BUTT
TITTY IN MY HAND
KISS YA NECK
HELL YEAH!

[Damn Selene]
That’s how to spoon in simple steps,

[Kadesh Flow]
I've got you

[Damn Selene]
Now prove the lesson sticks and nest like dolls do
Can I be Frank adjacent? 

[Prowess the Testament]
Take positions with friction

[Damn Selene]
I'm talking like negative distance

[Kadesh Flow]
Ooh this is tight, yes I love the resistance
I’ll mention
This quality service I deliver

[Damn Selene]
He’s gentleman, 

[Kadesh Flow]
I’ll ask if you’re okay when you quiver
I love it this way, I’m a giver

[Prowess the Testament]
Come hither, a little vigor'll make it trigger
The pillar grows a bit thicker when it hits the river
It's a flood, Make it simmer, 

[Damn Selene]
I want the smoke, 

[Prowess the Testament]
here's the flicker, let it whimper, seat filler, it's time to meet the seed spiller 

[Lizzo Bridge] 

[Damn Selene]
Shoulder asleep but I’m ready and alert
To command and conquer any dangerous curves

[Prowess the Testament]
Grip on the girth, feel the force, spin the earth, hit reverse,
Put in work, please make it hurt

[Kadesh Flow]
I don’t wanna move cuz this view is the best
Unless you can lay your head smooth on my chest

[Damn Selene]
I confess I’m blessed the less abridged that this drop gets

[Sample]
Sounds like some glitch mob shit

[Damn Selene]
Use the force, shift my weight

[Prowess the Testament]
Hips first, of course, 

[Damn Selene]
steel grip to breast plates

[Everyone]
FEELS GREAT! 

[Damn Selene]
At this pace we could drift forever
Dry hump till the thirst comes, 

[Kadesh Flow]
burst with pressure

[Prowess the Testament]
Let it spray and disperse, I'm a surf on the crest
I'm the best when it comes to the lay, I confess, I amaze
All praise in my plays, and waves, 

[Damn Selene]
leave a passionate glaze

[Prowess the Testament]
past cliches

[Damn Selene]
So close I’ll still feel you when I’m miles away

[Prowess the Testament]
Any time of day, 

[Damn Selene]
months, years, or more
Hands strong enough to say 

[Kadesh Flow]
I’m only dropping my guard

[Damn Selene]
For our bond is so far from par for the course 

[Kadesh Flow]
My arm is under yours, 

[Damn Selene]
it fits perfect

[Kadesh Flow]
Where my hand’s resting I’m nervous
To fall asleep or slide up out the jammies
Cuz its throbbing, it's chilling on your hammies

[Damn Selene]
Damn, we’re a tight team. These themes 
Are lending much steam to pending pipe dreams

[Kadesh Flow]
With me
You chose the right fiend
No Yeezy but there’s a Chance 
You'll get this ultralight beam

[Prowess the Testament]
Light it up like the Enterprise, Trip on the measured size, 
Throw a flag, we're all getting penalized

[Kadesh Flow]
You’re my ride or die
And by my side you lie
My hand is on your thigh
I feel inclined to try

[Prowess the Testament]
It gets better, skip business, tip pleasure, 
I'm endeavored to blow now, it's wetter, when its endowed

[Damn Selene]
It’s over from the moment that I’ve got the low ground
Now come to the dark side, I’ll show you how 

[Kadesh Flow]
I’ll just bid rest good riddance
My right hand's asleep, but my 3rd arm isn’t

[Damn Selene]
Before the storm hits, a dose of calm
‘Til our cup boileth over and thunder comes
Under your thumb, the small of my back
And with that, our rhythm hits the inside track

[Prowess the Testament]
A spoonful of sugar makes it all go downnnn
Veterans drown, the deeper it pounds...

[Damn Selene]
The future is now, hands circle quicker
Triple gain till whispers can’t abstain from clipping
Tongues twist, grade a lip service delivers
A six star dish and I’m a real big tipper

[Prowess the Testament]
Never let it drip, make it split like a cab

[Kadesh Flow]
hope you don't mind my incessant jabs 
But it’s 

[Damn Selene]
The best of view (you) that I’ve ever had

[Everyone]
THAT’S HOW TO SPOON, HELL YEAH

VPC7 Round 4

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - how2spoon (ft. Prowess the Testament & Kadesh Flow)

Desh
Aye
I used to be dismissive
Back when some of the homies would say to me


Aye


Ryako & Selene
Desh, they’re really into you


Desh
I would shrug if off playfully


They would be
Adamant that I commanded attention in any room
Told me that it wasn’t just about the looks
But my energy, that could make plenty swoon


It’s been many moons
Now my whole lane is different and I’m happy to get involved
Feel like Federer or Djokovic cuz after long days of playing 
I’m probably facing Nadal (facing a doll)


Desh and Ryako 
they’re taking it off 
And taking it all


Desh
they’ve been teaching me mad lessons
When they see me and behave like Ash Ketchum
Cuz I act wretched 
Then they're splash fetching


I’m just saying




Ryako
I might look like an angel
But I feel sinner in my soul 
Just a taste of temptation
And you’re losing all control
    




Desh and Ryako
You should go a little harder for me (x4)
You should go Harder 




Selene(4)
From Diamond to Sin, on that Maxis tip
Fixate on the gluteus action
It's a fact that I drip like molasses 
With hypnotic gestures stealing
Your attention with sex appeal


Desh (4)
Baby I trust in myself
Validation, I don’t really need it
‘Less it comes from me and
Knowing the beauty in every double helix
That is making me this


Selene (2)
(Making me this) kind of specimen here breaking even the hearts
That are harder than onlookers watching my parts  


Desh (2) 
Look at me I’m such a work of art
Just be careful, I could steal your heart, babe


Ryako (rapping, 2)  
I’m feelin that confidence run through my veins
Ride em so hard that they’re screamin my name 


Selene (2)
(I mean) Same. Between the frame to kill for
and the fuchsia mane they wouldn’t dare to tame




Ryako
I might look like an angel
But I feel sinner in my soul 
Just a taste of temptation
And you’re losing all control


Desh and Ryako
You should go a little harder for me (x4)


You should go Harder 




Desh (into tempo change 2.5)
I’ve been on my affirmations lately
Big Desh energy. My vibe is amazing
Always been in the pocket, so consider me safe keeps


Selene (2)
Stay helms deep, hon, like catacombs
Ramming at my gate only makes half the battle, though


Ryako (2)


Come with me if you want to live
Like Terminator
Up and down like a fader
Riding on the Helevator


Selene (4)
I know my dress doesn’t have pockets, but I do
And from a Kaiju height I’d let you dive right through
Fine tuned, ready to play with a finger pluck
I feel you noticed I got the temperature high as...


Desh (2)
Hella focused but still might be dipping into thot mode
I agree when you tell me I’m hot though 




Ryako
I might look like an angel
But I feel sinner in my soul 
Just a taste of temptation
And you’re losing all control


Desh and Ryako
You should go a little harder for me (x5)

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Go Harder (ft. Damn Selene)

VPC 7 Round 4

yall ever heard of computers?

Dear [REDACTED],

We'd promised then and again point again repeating we wouldn't just keep breathing without reason. It's the least we could do when failed portrayals of our prescribed human kind as issued were but a recursive script we'd reread, as conscripted, then list every misstep as proof this was a life we were never meant to live through.

Dear [REDACTED],

Never held in an honest hand, that handle's a denominant that lands like katanas on skin, exposing the best we could give to a world without leeway for we who may harbor such conflicts among gods and goddesses' gazes. Our path laid charybdic, this tryptych, a maze between pastiche and couth. We shouldn't have to be told what's expected of us to assume

Dear [REDACTED],

How you'd bend without confidence to compliment partners and friends through a hollow lens. Problem bends pressed. Solemn movements produced constant stress. More than time will tell them your truths of orchards your eyes held that arrows would fly through. A sparrow's death died by the calendar day. Met by no heart left breaking, unlike you, and I can't excuse how you'd cry out for courage refused 

DEAR JONATHAN,

I'VE BEEN PRETENDING YOU HAD DIED BACK THEN
IF MY COMPLIANCE IS DENIED, THEN WHO AM I TO CRY
WHEN I STOOD SILENTLY BEHIND A WALL OF YOU, NO MIND TO FIRING LINES
MY HELPLESS OUTER CHILD, A HUMAN SHIELD SO I'D SURVIVE

I'M THIRTY NINE AND CAN'T REMEMBER WHAT THAT THUNDER STORM WAS LIKE
TO STRIKE IN HUNGER UNDER COVERS LOCKED IN CUPBOARDS EVERY NIGHT
THESE GOD DAMN METAPHORS OF AGATHYS, WITH COWARDICE AND ICE
FORMED INTO PAULDRONS TO PROTECT ME FROM WHAT I LEFT YOU FOR A LIFE

Each breath I took from you in spite and held in tight enough to choke
I've known no matter undermined intent, regret cut off your growth
There's no defense invoked this time, the lines that hurt you most I wrote
Where's the closure in erasure? Supposed to hate you but I won't

No, no I don't believe in innocence and likely mine the least
And do appreciate the steps you'd steal when both my legs were weak
You don't deserve the ways me and your mind would speak to you 
At least Selene can dream now, but how is that supposed to help you sleep?

DEAR JONATHAN

VPC7 Round 5

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] feat. Ryako & Big Fake - to whom it should

Knowing's No Good

Deja vu
Next to you
Green for your dreams
You had a few
Lost you shoes
Drooling on your sleeve
Bored and blue
Loosening screws
Tossing in my sheets
Please would you
Give me a clue
And teach me how to sleep?

Ah

Linda³
Wintermute
Staring at the screen
Monkey water
I never shot her
It’s harder when you’re clean
Put me under
With morning dew in lieu
Enough to kill a sheep
I want to
Be born anew
So teach me how to sleep

Ah

Teach me how to sleep
Teach me how to sleep
Teach me how
Oh teach me how
Oh teach me how to sleep

Ah
Teach me how to sleep
Ah
Teach me how to sleep

Ah

Teach me how to sleep
Teach me how to sleep
Teach me how
Oh teach me how
Oh teach me how to sleep

Ah

Teach Me How To Sleep [single]

Music for Chapter 15 of NetChasers: by lousyglitch

Overture

The Dismemberment Song

BEAT: Attack by Riddick X Beats

Fui fabricado em um complexo industrial todo automatizado
obsolência planejada
num bairro gentrificado dum planeta desolado
que explodiu numa guerra com todo lado derrotado
caí na Terra fraco, alguns ossos quebrados, neurônios despedaçados
fui aos poucos consertado com troço local usado, 
temo que deixado meio humanizado
e incompatível comigo mesmo, descaracterizado e
meio desfocado, tipo gaussian blur
déficit de l'attention, fucking sacrebleu
throwing caution to the wind, going psycho, yeah
quer fazer alguma coisa, só não sabe o quê
yeah yeah
não justifico minha atitude, sou mais recluso que isolacionista
a confusing little trickster
isso é, quiçá
hedonista em teoria
niilista por ofício
pessimista, hoje em dia
ser otimista ta difícil
na minha lista
já risquei insista e persista
desisti no não ‘desista’
dei pra ceasar o que é de ceasar
decisões questionáveis, questões irrespondíveis
respostas irresponsáveis com jargões previsíveis
no piloto automático do segundo ato de click
só aprendi duas coisas, and Imma ‘bout to speak it
a vida consciente é uma corrida e eu perdi o pique
e zé colméia num é antiético por roubar o pique-nique
tem corporação causando desflorestação 
e o guarda florestal vai criar caso com urso
a ONU deu 12 anos pro mundo e eu tentando graduar num curso
todo dia tenho uma epifania que acho que vai me fazer mudar
só pra acordar preso no time loop
o tempo já deu o que tinha que dar
e agora o 
trajeto linear agora é só mesmo pra chegar
do velho ponto A ao trágico ponto B
video killed the radio star, e a internet a TV
o capitalismo o mundo e o estresse eu e você
yeah yeah

não curto admitir mas até tenho esperança
apesar de ser condicionado ao contrário desde criança
e levar mais investidas que a corrente e a poupança
a vida tem altos e baixos, tem barre à terre em muita dança
mas em algum ponto a gente se levanta
nem que seja pra num ficar estático
às vezes o sorriso certo faz o viver deixar de ser um combate tático
uma boa música faz um momento parecer mais mágico
mesmo assim
se um robô comparasse o 
eufórico e o trágico
provavelmente ainda num valeria a pena
mas meus pedaços terráqueos
me faz não precisar ter que comparar os fatos, viu
quando a realidade fala eu grito mais alto
vou chamar isso de alegria até que me provem errado

Hyperlynx - What's alegria

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