Name: the geek defense by mr. master
Duration: 2 min 21 s
Description: LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-the-geek-defense-lyrics

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The older that I get, yeah, can feel the ash on my tongue
Mmm, It’s stacking higher and higher, fhe fiberglass in my lungs
I ain’t no Jaden or SYRE, I didn’t come from no funds
I couldn’t be no Messiah, the grapes and  the plums
That I dried on my windowsill
I thank my stars every day that I ain’t into pills
Cause my cousins was passing em it ain’t no deal
Coulda took only half of it, would a spun out and crashed in it
My controller ain’t accurate, yeah, but it’s all for real

Do you like it, when I get lonely
Does it remind you it’s all your fault
Do you hate me when I look happy
Does it remind you of all your faults
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame 
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
nobody else for what you did

Do you play the game so you can save something
I couldn’t live with myself if I just say nothing
I got this one shot, load it up, here that gun pop
Nothing’s really good enough, chew me up like a gum drop
Spit me out, let me vouch fully for my cadets
Spent a lot years teaching, couldn’t learn behind the desk 
There’s a lot of y’all wondering how I deal with all the stress
Here’s the secret to my motivation, I just stay depressed
God damn feelings get on my nerves
I resolved quickly to just suppress it
35 really a thousand words
Wonder how quickly they get the message

Do you like it, when I get lonely
Does it remind you it’s all your fault
Do you hate me when I look happy
Does it remind you of all your faults
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame 
Baby don’t blame nobody baby don’t blame
nobody else for what you did

Don’t call me by my first name if you ain’t know me since I was young
Just don’t call me by any other name, I’m still somebody’s son

fiberglass prod. by eerieskies.

Love story short, 
senior me left my sophomore girlfriend
when I left for university. 
Textbook ending. 

Eight years spent complicating. 
Methodically branching like lightning slow through a slab o' wood. 
Calculating. Labyrinth mapping. 
Trial testing paths, juggling potentials.
Primed for the instant I flutter, 
when the jitters reawaken from their jittery slumber. 
I choose my own misadventure and wonder 
how this will end.

Which pain?
I know the unrequited kind 
like the back of my unheld hand. We've met. 
God forbid it's a road I haven't simulated traveling yet.
What if we click, we court, we kiss, we commit, 
and months in, you uncover to your chagrin 
the undeserving charlatan I have always been, and we split? 
The end, start again. 

Or, what if 
we join and form a bond strong enough to call home, 
a promise lifelong to forge a future only our own, 
us envisioning honeymoons, nurseries, nursing homes, 
then I meet someone new, and desecrate all we have ever known? 
I'm no saint. I won't feign like infidelity's not a feasible failstate. 
Believe me, this messenger would shoot himself 
over the pathways these possibilities pave. 
Let me count the ways your innocent heart could break
multiplied by the rate at which I blame you for mistakes 
to the power of infinity unpredictabilities. 
How many storybook togethers 
have regret splattered on their last page? 
And most frightening of all, 

what if 
we fall, 
and in your arms, I feel the fear fade, 
and you free my heart from its calculated cage? 
What if… 

There's no way. 
Which pain? There has to be pain. 
Your warmth briefly heals 
but what's real always returns more afraid. 
How will this end? 
I lie, I cheat, I do you wrong. 
How could I ever stay calm 
when even the truest love 
only lasts so long?

Heaven forbid, 
what if this lasts
forever?

The Fatalist

In 2019, I learned how long a moment feels. 
Sat next to a stranger who shouldn't have been, 
delicately peeling away years of strangeness. 
We weren't catching up. There was nothing to catch. 
We were building with, for like ten minutes. 
She got up, walked onstage to a public park's worth of onlookers and sings her heart open. 
Stunned, backstage sat next to where someone who used to be a stranger used to be, 
gazing straight up at our moon, and snap. 
A moment, of gratitude, humility, 
vivid as present the second I recall. I'm still there. 
A moment is 2.5 nanoseconds.
A moment feels infinite. 

Let’s play pretend like the day will end 
with the sun fallin’ down to rise up again. 
You curl up in bed like you always have
and drift off to Dreamland for a well earned rest.
Until then, it’s all on a track to that. 
Where you’ll end up bein’ is right here where you’re at. 
What stays constant. 
Watchin’ the hands on each clock.
Still swingin’ whether you feel they will or not. 
How a tree still grows, the sea still flows. 
No need for anybody nearby to know. 
How the world stays spinnin’. The stars stay twinklin’. 
Regardless o’ whatever bad thoughts you’re thinkin’. 
Think ‘em. Feel it. Trust it’ll pan out,
like every other day you had before now. 
They say that any day could be your last. 
‘Til then, you will be alive by the time this song ends. 

Five years back, I was dazed.
Took one second to hear. Took five years to say.
I trust in my timescales. In timescales, I trust. 
Wait a millisecond. 
Five years back, I was gone. 
Searchin’ for five years long, and now five years on, 
I trust in my timescales. In timescales. In time. 

2017, I coulda been twenty-one. 
Studyin’ up in Northridge, almost done. 
Coulda ran for school president, ran some more clubs. 
Coulda partied downtown, fell in and out of love. 
Coulda walked as a grad, walked away from the mic, 
got a job and a house, two kids and a wife. 
Coulda laid down comfy in my home each night, 
and stare up at the ceiling, no meaning in life. 
‘Cause back in 2017, I was twenty with a dream 
and a choice o’ what kinda pain I want most. 
Be true to the art and let the rest run thin, 
or be set for life and wonder what coulda been? 
Well, I made my choice and I’m proud.
Reason why you’re still hearin’ my voice now. 
So five years back me, this is the moment you had in mind. 
You trusted in your time. Now we’re doin’ just fine. Singin’

Five years back, I was dazed.
Took one second to hear. Took five years to say.
I trust in my timescales. In timescales, I trust. 
Wait a millisecond. 
Five years back, I was gone. 
Searchin’ for five years long, and now five years on, 
I trust in my timescales. In timescales. In time.

Timescales

Mixing, Mastering, and producing by @dustbunnybedroom

Lyrics:
Waking, up its been a while, I haven't smiled like this
Now, turn around just for a minute, watch you blow that kiss
Been shining brighter than the sunrays
Happier than Sundays
Lazier than Mondays, now I'm out this bitch

Now spin a record for me baby, I'll sing with you on the daily
Everyday is music, it keep me from goin' crazy cuz
Lately, staring at the ceiling's feeling hazy
Running outta time has got me asking you to save me

You're the light of my life
You keeping it real, you're honest
Bit of a bite, you're starting to steal my heart
And it's killing me slowly, why don't you show me
Loving is easier with you, rather than being lonely

Sneaking around and keeping it low
Low
I've been swimming in the ocean just keeping afloat
Float
But maybe we could ride the tides now, ain't no need to slow down
Open up your eyes to the magic, don't keep em' closed

I'm on my knees still begging for your love
But you don't feel the same, tell me what I gotta do make you come my way
I'm on my knees still begging for your touch
Baby you don't need to walk away, by your side I'm making sure that everything's okay

But, I might not be the one
Yeah Yeah
To make your summer
Turning over your shoulder
Baby can you be any colder to me?

I ain't really got no other options
Sticking to the plan is what I'm good at
Ain't no stopping me now
Fuck around proceeding with precautions
I don't wanna make another issue for you darling, see how

I toss and turn in my bed
I've been thinking 'bout all the things that I said
Goddamn, man I know you wish I was dead
Baby can you hear what I'm saying!?

I'm on my knees still begging for your love
But you don't feel the same, tell me what I gotta do make you come my way
I'm on my knees still begging for your touch
Baby you don't need to walk away, by your side I'm making sure that everything's okay

But, you might just be the one
Yeah Yeah
To make my summer
Turnin' over my shoulder
I can see you coming right over to me

Can't you see that

I'm on my knees still begging for your love
But you don't feel the same, tell me what I gotta do make you come my way
I'm on my knees still begging for your touch
Baby you don't need to walk away, by your side I'm making sure that everything's okay

But, I might not be the one
Yeah Yeah
To make your summer
Turning over my shoulder
I can see you comin right over
We ain't gonna get any older
Baby can you be any colder to me?

COLDER TO ME

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-backstage-pacin-lyrics

LYRICS ON GENIUS

backstage pacin'

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-the-geek-defense-lyrics

the geek defense

Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
(A single off of the album "Gassed")

Lyrics:
Whats it gonna be, whats it gonna be 
Yuh, buddy wanna be legend, he make it on the TV
Now he’s busy getting ransacked, stuck inside a flashback
Now he’s got the vision but there’s nothing he can see 
Boy feeling like a king, got the confi like a dence man
Hiding all this shit that make him look so damn depressed man
Still got that rep though, bubble up like some Pepto 
Shorty dropping it low but I’m so fucking narcolepto...
I’m sleeping
So unconscious, man i ain’t breathing
I’m in love with ghosts and I’m healing
Feel so cloudy, now I’m here dreaming 
3K plays without any feeling
Says she love the way that I treat her though 
Girl so outta pocket, she be ballin’, got me feelin' low 
I'm feelin' low 
Got me feelin' low 
Girl about to drop it, she so flawless, she don’t even know
Now I’m out of topics, shit is freezing, got me feeling cold
Slick gone put the work in on the beat, he with bino flow 
Man I need a new chick, pull up in a new whip
With some better bass, I did the race, I got em clueless
Say you gotta follow certain shit just for a new bitch
Creamy with the flow, I take it slow, just like some cool whip 
In the city lookin for a decent night spot 
At the club, pretty ladies, they don't talk a lot 
Take a sip, take a drink, take another shot
Gotta ask her where she at, "asan ka na ba?"
Honestly yo, honestly yo
Baby got me stitched up like I'm lilo
Getting real close, take another toast
Bring her out to back gonna curl her toes
Take a good look, baby pretty like a photo
Little thickie curious, it’s something that she don’t know
Working real hard, but your homie getting slept though
What’s it gonna be, make your move and get your new glow

New Glow (prod. dustbunnybedroom)

vocalists:
Eli Noir - @theeli-noir
zamir - @zamirraps

production:
masked man - @masked-man-peace

art:
Eli Noir - @theeli-noir

Lyrics:
[Verse 1: Eli Noir]
it’s bout time i burst a verse from one of my lungs 
i’m heaving ain’t no defibrillator to keep me breathing 
i’m, gasping for words but i’m choking on the syllables huh
my place too deep in the tide, come get your breath taken
i spit a trenches divide and watch your chest cave in
Davey Jones ain’t the only one with a locker 
only cause my skeletons could no longer fit in the closet
i’m picking bones with a lock-pick and boring holes in ya chest 
eating the fucking marrow and making keys for the rest
sacred seas to the rescue, send Poseidon to attest
if Zeus carries the bolt then I guess I’ll be set screw huh
i guess I’ll be the set screw
i’m getting into my mind and then all I happen to find 
is a series of burning files that are clearly labeled my sanity 
dropping far from the canopy, call me the blacker panther the
founder of lost worlds and creator of my insanity woah

the black abyss, the black abyss

[Verse 2: zamir]
welcome to the deepest recesses of my mentality
where i keep all my secrets and try protecting my sanity
by hiding any kind of emotional vulnerability
cause real men ain’t supposed to have feelings 
that’s what’s been drilled in me, uh
as you go farther you find yourself getting lost in 
a maze that gets even darker the more you continue walking
graffiti on the walls that portray all my darkest thoughts as 
you make your way through this place, you find a grave with a coffin
in its laying a body, brain decaying and rotten
face as gray as a zombie with veins displayed all across it
and as you turn away, you hear it say something softly
terror enters your heart as a whisper breaks through the silence
‘now you’ve seen the depths of the darkness that lives inside me
the thoughts of death, the regrets, all these awful specters that haunt me’
the body gets up and violently lunges to grab your wrist
as it shouts, ‘you will now forever be stuck in this black abyss’

Black Abyss

Original Instrumental Snippet by Shawn Wasabi
Mixing and mastering by @dustbunnybedroom
Featuring @milespowers

Lyrics:
[Mahal Slick]
I said, whatchu mean? 
You don’t wanna fuck with me
I be kicking, spitting fire
Cinderace up on the beat

Counting 1-2-3
Stackin paper, get the cheese
Man the cheddar lookin golden
Giovanna with the dream

Girl, whatchu need?
Said I’m busy, can’t you see
Like the sun up in the summer
Getting hotter with the steam

You don’t want no beef
No lettuce, no green
Unless you bringin out the jane
Call me spidey with the swing

Playing games, finna switch it up like click click (boom)
Come along, getting high up in the spaceship (zoom)
Whatchu want? Got the sweets 
Got the ice, got the freeze
Make it float, like a peach, we be runnin outta room

You said we have to turn the lights off, aye
She going crazy like oh my god, aye
Oh, shawty getting so delighted, aye 
Oh wow, call me lighting getting ready for the race

I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said whatchu mean? yeah
I said, I said, I said whatchu mean?

[Miles Powers]
Oo she say she need it, I just think you want it darling
Ride that M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I to New Orleans, oh my
Meet me up in Florence, my whip proficiently foreign
Don't feed the fish if they more than four feet long to begin with

I'm goin’ nautical with it, slick shit I gotta go get it, yea
And I don't even wan’ be famous, I just wan’ my poems ingrained in
Brains of writers, lyricists, aspiring or retiring
Got ambition like nutrition fanatics have them vitamins

Tidal waves on an island I been wavy lately
I'm giving hope out, giving hope out like my baby gave me
I'll give a verse out, give a verse out if you pay me maybe
Unless you Mahal I’ma look off like a pass to AD, from LBJ

The hell you sayin boy, you just a baby boy, put some work in
Do some lurkin’ ‘fore you spout off ‘cause you may annoy
Some people you don't want to, on to 2020 now
Write about the life you live, ain't all about the money child
YEE
I said YEE
I said what, you, MEAN
I said what you mean, what you mean

Whatchu Mean? feat. Miles Powers (Shawn Wasabi Snippet Remix)

LYRICS ON GENIUS: https://genius.com/Mr-master-throwaway-lyrics

throwaway

Shoutout to https://soundcloud.com/noeldac for hopping on this with me and of course https://soundcloud.com/masked-man-peace for his wavy production.

the geek defense

mr. master

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