VPC7 R5: TOP TO BOTTOM

Featuring Klofenpop & Big Fake

OH YOU THOUGHT YOUD BE THE BIGGEST FUCKIN FISH IN THIS LITTLE POND HUH
YOU LITTLE FUCKIN MONSTER
YOU MUST BE FUCKIN BONKERS
YOU PEACE FOR EIGHT YEARS AINT DO SHIT TO STAY IN TOUCH
AND NEVER CHECK WHATS COMING OUT
SURPRISE, YOU AINT THAT GOOD YOU LITTLE FUCK
OUT HERE REVIEWING AND CRITICIZING LIKE YOU'RE SOMETHING
MISTER TWO-LIVE-SHOWS, TWENTY-SEVEN-TAKES
AND ALL OF EM PUNCHINS
YOU MUNCHKIN, ONLY LOUD WHEN YOU THINK NOBODY'S AROUND TO CHECK THE SHIT
COMPRESSING AND DOUBLING UP YOUR VOCALS JUST TO SOUND BIG
TALKIN BOUT CRAFT
YOU HAVENT SWITCHED UP YOUR STYLE SINCE YOU STARTED IT
JUST GRADUATED FROM MOMS HOUSE TO AN APARTMENT
BUILT YOUR WHOLE REP OFF THIS SCENE AND OTHER ARTISTS SHIT
SPECIFICALLY OFF TRYNA MAKE THEM NOT FEEL LIKE A PART OF IT
SORRY TO YOUR DOWNSTAIRS NEIGHBORS FOR THAT DUDE RAPPIN ABOVE THEM
LEAST YOU GOT THE APARTMENT
ALL YOUR FRIENDS GOT FAMILIES WHO LOVE THEM
I KNOW YOUR STYLE
I KNOW EXACTLY HOW TO RUN UP ON YA
SNAKE YOUR DEFENSES
KICKIN YOUR SHINS LIKE ADESANYA
WASTING YOUR LIFE, YOU AINT A VETERAN JUST INVETERATE
JUST MAKIN MONEY OFF THE SCENE
AND THE FANS THAT YOU THINK YOU'RE BETTER THAN
TELL ME THAT BOBBY'S WRONG
SHOW ME A STREAM THAT YOU AINT HELLA BENT
JUST A SAD SOCK MUPPET FROM A SITE THAT'S NO LONGER RELEVANT
GAVE YOURSELF A NICE LITTLE OUT WHERE YOU DONT HAVE TO WRITE GOOD VERSES
BS BARS RAPPED IN A FUNNY VOICE, CLAIMIN IT'S ON PURPOSE
WHATS THE PURPOSE
STILL ACTING LIKE YOU THE MAN
YOU LOOK AND SOUND WORSE THAN THE JUGGALO RAPPERS YOU CAN'T STAND
I REMEMBER YOU WERE COMFORTABLE CALLING PEOPLE FUCKIN F****T N SHIT
ALMIGHTY! SUDDENLY TALKING ALL LIKE A SOCIAL JUSTICE ACTIVIST!
PRETENDING LIKE YOU GIVE A FUCK, YOU BASTARD, I THINK THAT'S THE BIT
TRYNA IMPRESS YOUR FRIENDS
YOU'D PROLLY HAPPILY GO BACK TO IT
LIKE YOU STOPPED SAYING BITCH TILL YOU HAD WOMEN HITTING YOUR MATTRESSES
HUH, THAT DIDN'T LAST DID IT
SPEAKIN OF WHICH, AN ASTERISK****
REMEMBER HOW YOU USED TO BE ALL OVER RAPPIN ABOUT FUCKIN
WHEN YOU HADNT SO MUCH AS BREATHED IN A GIRLS DIRECTION
THAT WAS SOMETHIN
WEAVIN SOME REAL LIES WITH ALL THOSE MONSTROUS SPINNERETS
TRYNA RECORD BEFORE NINE PM WHEN YOUR MOM TURNED OFF THE INTERNET
IN EFFECT...THIS WAS ALL DURING YOUR GILDED AGE
SO TELL ME WHAT IN THE FUCK MAKES YOU THINK YOU'RE WORTH A SHIT TODAY
YOU AINT A BATTLE VET
NOBODY HERE'S COMING FOR YOUR TITLES KID
EVEN THAT PIXEL GLASSES RAPPER'S PROLLY GOT MORE SPINE IN HIM
LUCKY YOU DON'T HAVE FEELINGS THAT I CAN HURT
YOU LITTLE SPITEFUL PRICK
THIS TRACKS A FAKEOUT JOKE
SO WHY YOURE SHAKING ALL WHILE YOU'RE WRITING IT
YOUR INSINCERITY'S TAKING UP TOO MUCH SPACE ON THE MIC
GOT PEOPLE LOOKING UP TO YOU FOR SHIT YOU DON'T EVEN LIKE (KABUTO!)
I SEE YOU SHRINKIN BACK FROM ME (KABUTO!) BETTER STAY COILED
AND KEEP CASHIN THOSE DISTROKID CHECKS SELLING YOUR SNAKE OIL

VPC7 Round 5

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto the Python, Beaker Sullivan] - Snake Oil

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YNG SLLVN [LL YZZ, YNGSLLVN] - BNG BNG

(Intro)
I remember it like it was yesterday, yo. I lost my mom to breast cancer. And in that moment, a side of me came out that I never knew. A very strong and dominant side, whereas my weak side wanted to stay still. If it wasn't for that, that side of me...I don't know where I'd be today...


(Verse 1)
We lost our best friend
As I stare at her body, I say she’s restin'
When really she's up in heaven and
That’s when it set in
All the stressin', depression,
Avoiding sessions
The weakest point of my psyche risen
How can I go on livin'? 
All the vicious ambitions
Came from my mother’s condition
So now I’m just a kitten
Pessimism and minimalism fry my senses
My dreams and progression went
Dying off like her existence


But how you were conceived
Is insane to me
Born from pain, rage, patience
Remaining in me
Didn’t heed, you unleashed
A new rage in our steed
And attacked the whole world
With the same energy
If it weren’t for you
I’d still be lost at sea
Too scared by anything
Without Ma’s backing
I was paralyzed with fear 
But then you took lead
Keeping up with all our peers
And you kept me breathing
'Cause...


(Bridge)
What’s left of me
Are just fears and lies
You made a sanctuary
"In you and I"
I thank you for our dreams
'Cause they’re still alive
I wanna line these pieces up now
Yours and mines


(Hook)
You are more than I’d thought I’d be
Go to war just so we succeed
Through my mourning, you still believed
And reformed my Sanctuary
You are more than I’d ever be
Go to war just so we succeed
Through my mourning you still believed
And reformed my Sanctuary


(Verse 2)
I love how we take on the stage
You made Wreck so amazing
Making all of my dreams a reality
I waver but you help me stay here 
'Cause I still see our mom's face
As she faded away from our reality
And I cannot shake
The image of her living
And the difference of her shivering
And sick and couldn’t listen
To the words that I had said
And I tried to say I’ll miss her
As her final heartbeat
Gettin' weaker as she slippin'


And it's hard to not be bitter
And it's hard to not just quiver
In a corner and not give a shit
You told me "J, this isn't it!
This isn't what our mom intended
Get up off your ass and get it!
"You’re the stronger half of me,
I thank you for our fuckin visions!
If it wasn’t for you,
I would not be here in this position
So I’m gonna keep on riding
This bitch off the fucking hinges!


(Hook)

Vessels of Light [CreateLadyJ, Cam3] - Crystal Sanctuary

(ft. Prod. Ultraklystron, Klopfenpop, Tanner4105)

intro.
Dear Nursehella,
Oh! Wait, I meant Nunchuck Bitch!
Aw, fucked that one up!
Uh, yeah, I'm not the same person...
...as I was before.

ch.
I'm basically a master
Cause I mastered the basics
And I debated the bastards
And masterbate in their faces

v.
(yeah)
I ain't here to make enemies
I ain't here to make friends
I'm just here to make money (cha-ching)
Like my dad always said
You keep your shit on the low
Don't ask and don't tell
The basis is need to know
So you look out for yourself
Note to self: acquire wealth,
Keep your bitch on the shelf,
Trade happiness for dreams
Trade fame for mental health
An' I'm a a glass of molasses
Half empty, half jackass
You're a handful of assholes
With the rose tinted glasses

You put your bros before hoes
And yr chicks before dicks
You put your mother before others
Yes, you best remember this
Take the best, leave the rest
Fuck the gun, leave the cannole (Nolely!)
If the best is yet to come
I'm a save it like a goalie
I'm a right the wrongs I left
My mistakes are my perfection
I'm a move on to the next
Still respectin' my depressions
Cause I once was Under Pressure, boyee
Now it ain't a thing
Like Ice, I'm not the same
I got that lil bitty ting (tiss!)


post script.
Yeah, you never eat 
a fuckin' hamburger with onions 
before you bout ta fuckin' do a rap!

Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron] - The Basics

The Southern Demon Nerd 
Round 5 Challenge Submission
"HEY SMOKEE"


Hey Smokee, dont do a stan thing

Noted,
 my egos are bloated, most of em know it they show up 
I cannot control  em
I sniff all this coke up and rap at the mirror
Talk to myself but the words hard to hear
Fears voices all of these choices 
Can I be blunt with me and kinda boisterous?
questions rhetorical 
I got the answers
Ask myself anything make it a stanza


HEY SMOKEE
whatcha gon do next
Cant win every battle but ya still gon flex
Dont ignore yourself smoke, best
protect ya neck
It's a party in ya head smokee let's get wrecked
HEY SMOKEE
Dont worry cuz ya gotcha back
HRY SMOKEE
Be my hype man.  yo, that shit slaps
HEY SMOKRE
Self high five hand clappin action
HEY SMOKEE
HEY SMOKEE
HEY SMOKEE
Whatcha got to say
Cypher w yourself like masturbatin
Too many smokees hard to actuate
Alot of em just telling you that you're so great

HEY SMOKEE
 how ya spit rap so good?
HEY SMOKEE
how does taco flip tracks so good?
HEY SMOKEE
 Yall be scratching that wax so good.
HEY SMOKEE
would ya give yourself dap?
Sho would


the fuck even are you?
Try hard go getter?
Be more go harder Smokee do better
A letter?  You kidding you that's not your tastes
Just ride to a city and rap at their face
You've been playin nice too
At least your cat likes you
Spit thunder stoned 
Keepin it Raichu
Might have to morph into pooty tanger
Powered up megazord nerdcore stranger
High level druid 
Cross class ranger
check ya skills,
Fuck a campaign up
Bring in the danger cuz show n tells over
Do panic titanic the water is frozen
The mighty best duck 
Ice cold keep em shivering
Slapstick style with a knuckle puck delivery
You a buster mega buster
Smokee on blast
No gods No kings No robot masters!


HEY SMOKEE
What the fuck that mean?
Why the size yo noggin damn obscene? 
HRY SMOKEE
Rock a clean verse keep a critic mumblin
Are ya humble smokee?
Nah you the humblest
HEY SMOKEE
Why ya gotta rap so loud?
References cater to the nerdcore crowd
HEY SMOKEE
Why gotta be so damn proud? 
HEY SMOKEE
Now we rollin huh?
Too much smoke
Claustrophobia
Least we got some umph
To blow me up
Hey smokee 
dont let me smokee dont show me up
HEY SMOKEE
how ya spit rap so good?
HDY SMOKEE
How does taco flip tracks so good?
HEY SMOKEE
How yall scratch wax so good?
HRY SMOKEE
would ya give yourself dap?
Sho would


You're the henchman you're the villain,
The islands that deserted, you're the player, you're the hater, you're a Southern Demon Nerd and your reflection's replicating
your 
Imposter syndrome party's gotten out of hands a bit 
We've been so nice
 now were big naughty
Make like a trench and ditch ya bitch 
weve caught you outta pockets
Your internet presence is less than impressive Smokee, stop it
15 years with no career "cuz you're just having fun"
Take a hike, Run Smokee run, 
Wait like like like 
is that a gun?
Always has been 
Yall just arent remembering
Dismembering our egos 
Seeing Keaton's multiplicity
In theaters 
on ether
 double feature
 with memento 
No one ever taught us how to properly crescendo!!!!
Or segway but it's still all good at least we can sell drugs tho
Guess we just love playin games that's cutthroat.  
 Shamed?  Fuck no, just gimme dat up vote 
Cabbage vendor 
Burnin embers
 all returns cinders
In the wind the innuendo's all that anyone remembers


How the hell you tell  rhymebenders that you mean them no harm
When you're a winter storm tornado warning fire alarm?
your the only survivor, on some highlander shit,
Drenched in your own blood and guts 
You still got the drip.

HEY SMOKEE

The Southern Demon Nerd [Smokee B, Taco Supreme] - Hey Smokee

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz feat. Klopfenpop] - Sitting alone

We're not normal
Im not even sure
that We are mortal (mmkay)
Stuck in this dimension
When they sealed off the portal
Crack jokes to mask
Like a damn ninja tortle
Blood on both sides
no lines in the war zone
Is you nomad or you corpo?
Bet you a strong man.
Never sad nor vocal
Hercules Hercules
Kevin Sorobo

We're better on this side of the wardrobe
I know that there's more though
Just give it some time

Keep falling
But this law isn't Newton's
We'll find the solution 
Is your words and mine 

Live and let die In the past
You can't just sit
If the die isn't  cast
If you fight it
This ain't your climate
You uninvited
den full of lions
With no alliance
To give you guidance
Roll a 9 and
its bona-fide Poltergeist
Before the night ends
With no hi-5s
It's been decided
In a teens react to
Teens attack on titans
Weeds grow fast
and seem to latch to violence
We were fine when things
Were on the island...

I'm off topic
Sorry, I gotta stop it
We can say no to drugs
But never say no to chocolate 
Diabetes is a problem
It runs in our family
We used to run from problems 
But we never ran from candy
Understanding that we got no understanding
We just rhyme and ranting
Nothings ever settled
Like the sand in the jungle levels can be
Made excuses for people that hurt us
Now I feel a way
The way We seal away
those feelings
Cannot be okay
Why does it take so long to process
All of these thoughts we got in our subconscious
We need options
We need therapy
We are not the person I'm prepared to be
Im not your heracles

(2x)  
Thoughts to myself
When I'm sitting alone
I'm often myself
When I'm sitting alone
I get lost in myself
When I'm sitting alone
I used to talk to myself
When I was sitting alone

Sitting alone

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz feat. Klopfenpop, Ultraklystron] - Sitting alone

I know sometimes it seemed like a lost cause
but it’s all worth it
don’t be so hard on yourself cuz you’re not perfect
and yeah it get dark but just don’t ever stop searching
cuz right when they drop curtains and the crowds gone and you lost 30
they can forget to respect you reflect and you’ll see they cannot hurt you they all dirty
you gotta stop blaming yourself for the friends that you lost
everything comes with a cost
and crying don’t mean that you’re soft
but this is the path and you chose to walk it
you paid the price for that bag in your pocket
them cigarettes still got you coughin
keep smoking them nails in your coffin
you punish yourself way too often

And you bein home wouldn’t change what those cops did
rest up Malik 
i know when you heard that you lost it
confused and in tears like a lost kid
and seeing them pigs makes you nauseous
it’s deadly if you don’t move cautious 
justice is based on who profit
so whatever it is it is not this

Turned 32 with a pistol in hand
thinking this might be the end
you was down in the darkness again
right at the height of your plans
I’m happy that you took the chance and gave me a life
you don’t understand
you gave me a life now when i can I’m spreading some light
I’m doing it right this time

New lease don’t waste it success so close you can taste it
two families one apartment yeah you went and got it out the basement
you was sick of struggling for the basics
finding your way in the bass hits
you got the drive and they fake it
you got a dream they can’t take it
Every engagement coulda went south
holes in your  heart they been filling with doubt
they poison your thoughts with all of the venom that come out they mouth
they want the clout you want the cash 
they sat on a couch when you did a dash
called you a dummy for chasing your passion and now they act sad you cut em all out

But It’s all gonna pay off
poppa got sick and you momma got laid off
i promise you the pills the only thing you gotta stay off
smoke up a pound taking the weight off
long as you ain’t take a day off

You gotta get rid of the ghosts that haunt you
and the feeling that nobody want you 
it’s fake why would you respond to it
they playing a part and it’s on cue
but people will do what they want to that motivation beyond you 
please refrain from acting out despite the pain they caused you

Showin a weak point could get you exploited easily
people be moving so greasy sheesh 
I’m just resting peacefully 
but hoes tore off my Jesus piece and now I’m hanging regally
whippin the city illegally
I’m  fitna be free this time

Shawn Solo & Lex Lingo [Lex Lingo, Shawn Solo] - Untitled

(Chorus)

Let’s Talk About the Issues
Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
I Can Turn it All Around Today

I Love it When You Love Me
I Love it When You Want it All
Come Give Me Your Reaction
I’m Getting Too Emotional

(Old Steve Verse) 

I want your love. You don’t deserve me wanting it.
I want to be your goal in life but I’m thinking you’d be mocking it.
You’d be polite, niceties are criticisms
Wwant your respect, leave behind your chauvinism

Listen, had a few hopes, a few goals, a few paths
Like to think I’d surprise you, but I’m afraid to ask
What you think about the things you started that I made to last
Yeah I still want your love, even though you’re an ass

 Is it so much to ask for you to be proud of me?
Doubtfully sure you have notes mouthfully
Delivered ad nauseum, you never shut up
Always quick to the gavel, and sharp with the cut

(Chorus)

Let’s Talk About the Issues
Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
I Can Turn it All Around Today

I Love it When You Love Me
I Love it When You Want it All
Come Give Me Your Reaction
I’m Getting Too Emotional

(Young Steve Verse)

Woah Woah
Alright Older Fatter Balder Steve (Yeah)
Who’s Rapping at Me Which is Super Weird (I mean we’ve been a rapper for ten years)
If You’re Come This Hard, I’ve Got Question

Did we ever play Dungeons and Dragons (Yeah we’ve played a bit of tabletop)
Did we ever read Comic Books Regularly (No but you’ll find a lot of it’s on TV)
Did we ever discover ourselves a true passion (eh, we didn’t hit that spot)
Did we ever find someone who loves me for me (yeah, their name is Kelsey)

So you’re a little depressed I can tell (mmhmm)
Does the world start going to hell (oh absolutely)
Oh it already did (yeah, Bo Burnham)
Who the fuck is Bo Brunham

(Chorus)

Let’s Talk About the Issues
Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
I Can Turn it All Around Today

I Love it When You Love Me
I Love it When You Want it All
Come Give Me Your Reaction
I’m Getting Too Emotional

(Breakdown)

I love it when you love me
Even though I do not want you to
I love it when I love me
Some times its hard for me to do
But you know I’m trying (you know I’m trying)
And you know I will (and you know I will)

(Chorus)

Let’s Talk About the Issues
Let’s Talk About the Sweeter Thing
Let’s Talk About the Way You Make Me Feel
I Can Turn it All Around Today

I Love it When You Love Me
I Love it When You Want it All
Come Give Me Your Reaction
I’m Getting Too Emotional

Perstrami Persona [Steve, Zilla Persona] - Let's Talk

(featuring Klopfenpop & Prowess the Testament)

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO YOURSELF?
WHAT DO YOU GAIN FROM IT?
ON THE SIDEWALK BROAD DAYLIGHT SICK TO YOUR STOMACH
IT'S MARCH 13TH
YOU TOOK A WALK TO TRY & WRITE SOMETHING
ENDED UP FUCKED UP ON THE STREET
AND FOR WHAT?
IT'S GETTING HARD TO BREATHE
YOU'RE CRYING
HYPERVENTILATING
ALL OVER A BEAT
WHEN YOU STEPPED OUT
BET THAT YOU WERE THINKING SHIT WAS SWEET
TIL YOU STARTED TEARING UP & YOU WERE TWO BARS DEEP
I GUESS YOU'VE GOTTA BLEED WHEN YOU CUT INTO THE SOURCE OF ALL YOUR GRIEF
THE UNPROCESSED THOUGHTS & ALL THE TRAUMA THAT YOU KEEP CAME CRASHING DOWN ON THE FRONT LAWN OF A RANDOM PERSON'S HOUSE
"FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
YOU WANNA SCREAM IT BUT YOU DONT
YOU'VE GOTTA SHOW RESTRAINT
IF ANYBODY SEES YOU YOU'D BE SO FUCKING ASHAMED
WITH YOUR HANDS ON YOUR KNEES
TRY TO BREATHE
CAN'T DO IT
WHY THE FUCK YOU GOTTA DO THIS OVER STUPID ASS MUSIC?
NOBODY CARES
YOU'RE NOT PRETTY OR DYING
YOU'RE A SAD FUCKING WEIRDO WHO GOT DECENT AT RHYMING
STOP FUCKING CRYING
YOU CANT DO THIS ANYMORE
TRYNA ALCHEMIZE YOUR FEELINGS
TURN YOUR GRIEF INTO GOLD
FOR WHAT?
NOBODY'S LISTENING
YOUR TRAUMA'S UNIMPORTANT
DONT YOU GET IT?
NO ONE CARES YOUR MAMA DIED OR HOW YOU'RE MOURNING
IT'S PATHETIC
THE WAY THAT YOU'RE ATTEMPTING TO BELIEVE YOU'RE DOING ANYTHING BUT EXPLOITING MAMA'S DEATH YOU FUCKING FIEND
YOU NEED ATTENTION?
SHE NEEDED LIKE TWENTY SHOTS A DAY OF MEDICINE TO FALL ASLEEP UNTIL SHE LOST HER WILL TO FUCKING BREATHE
"FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?"
YOU'RE FINALLY STANDING
STILL CRYING BUT SMILING & LAUGHING
CONGRATULATIONS LOSER
YOU WIN NOTHING, DEATH COMES BY SURPRISE
THEN IT SUCKS
YOU LEARN NOTHING
& IT FUCKS UP YOUR LIFE
WHAT A PRIZE!
WHY WOULD YOU WANT TO SHARE THIS?
ALL OF YOUR THOUGHTS ARE BAD
YOU SHOULD HONESTLY BE EMBARASSED
ALL OF YOUR SONGS ARE SAD
& NOBODY NEEDS TO HEAR THIS
YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE OKAY
NO YOU'RE NOT
YOU'RE PROBABLY NOWHERE NEAR IT
WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO YOURSELF?
RAPPING ABOUT NOTHING MIGHT BE BETTER FOR YOUR HEALTH
NOT RAPPING AT ALL MIGHT BE BETTER ALTOGETHER
SHUT THE FUCK UP
KEEP WALKING
YOU'RE FINE
IT'S WHATEVER
FLIP THE RECORD
I KEPT WALKING TIL I FELT BETTER
FINISHED WRITING THE SONG
WENT HOME TO RECORD THE DEMO
ENDED UP LOVING IT, ONE OF MY FAVORITES EVER
SO I GUESS I GOT SOMETHING FOR ALL THE EFFORT
RESULTS UNDER PRESSURE ARE NORMAL
IT'S NOTHING NEW TO ME
THE HARSH & SELF-DEPRECATING SCRUTINY USUALLY GETS IT DONE BUT WHEN I THINK ABOUT THAT DAY I JUST FEEL NUMB & DISCONNECTED
THE POWER OF PERSPECTIVE IS WHAT BROUGHT ME HERE TODAY
& IF I COULD GO BACK TO MARCH 13TH WITH ONE MESSAGE I'D TELL ME "EVERYTHING IS WORTH IT, EVERYTHING WILL BE OKAY
YOU DO THIS FOR A PURPOSE THAT'S BEYOND YOUR MORTAL FRAME
FOR THE PEOPLE WHO CANT FIND THE WORDS TO SAY
YOU'RE THEIR ESCAPE
JUST REMEMBER THAT"

(SEE NERDCOREVPC.COM FOR FULL LYRICS)

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, Big Fake] - March Thirteenth

You gotta fight, not always but sometimes you do.
I’d keep that in mind if I were you, 

Fight or flight motherfucker, it’s one or the other
And times are gonna come when the run won’t cut it. 
Believe in your judgement, when it’s time to run in 
you’ll go off and let em know.

You can deliver when your backs against the wall.
So heads up, keep your back straight and stand tall.

You gotta fight when chips are down, you know you wanna
just put that damn foot in front of the other. 
Commit hit the lever, your shits as together 
now as it ever will be.

Commit to the risks and stand for causes 
Take the wins and access losses.
Learn from people  Learn the process
Cut the shit, you know where the saw is

Obvious Corruption [Obvious Lee, Cosmic Ray Corruption] - Stand Up Feat. Klopfenpop

dearest beefy this for your eyes only
set to detonate remotely, highly classified it homie
keep the kitten in the jansport and don't let it get out
hopefully nobody figures it out
What we’re dealing with is
i've been beefy for so long i don't remember how to be anything else
got jacks and joker for a house
and if they knew what I was bout
I’m pretty sure they’d wanna bounce
like i said,  they'll never figure it out
confidence is just a cosplay
everyday a broadway
can I get a mandatory reference here to wu-tang
distract em in a new way, reference with a big brain
grapplehookin' pussy now that they be leaving bruce wayne, right? 
I've always felt like I’m a giant imposter
nerdcore created a monster, fat boy surrounded in armor 
sweating it always gets hotter when you pretend not to bother
play the role of a rocker, but softer than tony chopper 
And I’mma go into a beast mode, don't get exposed
best be staying on your toes or else your cover's blown
and the people that have met you they know it
they've all been too nice to show it
but better safe not to blow it	 

I don't know what I would do without you
or the pits that I keep falling into
Often feels like there’s no more I can take
maybe picking up a mic had been my biggest mistake, yay  

I don't know what I would do without you
or the pits that I keep falling into
it's never about pleasing them it's always about pleasing me
so why I gotta hate myself and be my own worst enemy? 

friend requests add to a list of all the ones that I missed
they going nowhere like new taxes to a capitalist
ghosting everyone in hopes they all forgot you exist
Beefy to be honest always thought that you'd be harder than this
filling rings cause I've been running away
while still pretending that they want me to stay
hoping someone out there asks me to play, so I can hold and delay
this body got a lot of skin and it should be in the game 
hold it close to the chest and limit regrets 
make em all believe that your blessed, no telling the rest, 
can't believe we got the people thinking we ain't amature 
acting like a karen when I'm secretly the manager
and just a couple tiny notes like Arriety
give the people what they want babay Fuck Steve Perry 
I don't mean it and I love him but that's just a thing that they say
but ya gotta give em all a reason to pay
but in the future check the roster and then maybe we'll see
if some dope rappers wanna party with me
gotta be like D&D with a feat.
have tanner whip up a beat
and send an mp3 to XOC and Joey Z potentially 

I don't know what I would do without you
or the pits that I keep falling into
Often feels like there’s no more I can take
maybe picking up a mic had been my biggest mistake, yay  

I don't know what I would do without you
or the pits that I keep falling into
it's never about pleasing them it's always about pleasing me
so why I gotta hate myself and be my own worst enemy?

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Biggest Mistake

Hey Andrew, think that you can write this track?
When put a pen to paper your panic attack
Will distract from what you're 'sposed to do,
I'm on call with a pharmacy getting meds for you

That I probably should take myself,
But I've neither time nor money to afford my mental health,
It's just as well that my wealth and healthcare,
Are too tied together to be there for my welfare

My selfcare consists of writing this down
For you to pick it apart and then critique how it sounds,
I know to grow you that have to cut it back at times,
But can we wait 'til I find right the frame of mind?

You're not well, dude, and rap isn't therapy,
Music isn't medication, lyrics aren't clarity,
Why don't you just ask for help?
You can only love others as you feel loved yourself

(Chorus)
What does my voice sound like?
WHAT DOES MY VOICE SOUND LIKE?
Does it sound like me? I don't need wear a mask when I lie through my teeth,
I'm a thief to all genres, a pawn to the king with defeat as my mantra,
You don't know who you are, more or less you're the best at departure,
You can't blame someone for this mess, you are the author

Yo Johnny, wait you really go by that?
You think you're Johnny Depp? You think you're Johnny Cash?
No adult male ends their name in "Y",
But you're a self-deprecating child, guess it applies

I'm guessing the lies you told yourself made you feel flattered,
"You do a good job" "you actually matter"
I shattered the glass house you live in, so give in,
You probably should give up 'cause you're just not driven

Took too much time to not sound like someone else,
You don't even sound like yourself,
There's nothing genuine, better do this draft again,
This was supposed to be the part where you write "the end"

Yeah, you let the words play, but I'm totally lost,
What the heck did you say? Get your point across!
Did you just quit writing?
Just skip to the chorus, I'm done fighting

Chorus

Dear me, cut the crap so you can see clearly,
You're merely a bit weary from this year, we
Experienced a lot, not together, but distant
And man, your depression's persistent!

In case you missed it, you really need to read the room,
Or next time your write, use a better nom de plume,
These are not the type of folx that'll like your jokes that'll like your tropes,
You should probably ghost like an unstable isotope

Everything you write is ridiculous!
Pick a side! Are you pessimist or an optimist?
No one wants to hear you speak your stream of consciousness,
No one wants to hear any of this

But don't quit, that, that's not it
When you finish this know I will cease to exist,
I'm the doubt in mind, your anxiety, your thoughts
If you stick a pen in me than I'll pop

Mechanical Peasants [AJB, Kyle Vice] - The Author (feat. Vincent E.L., Klopfenpop, and Alex is Free)

-Hook-

Message to the 5KYGODD, I give a piece of mind...
I'm so sorry, but I gotta catch a ride and leave this all behind

The 'Clout' is major leagues above the love
So I'm here to give back the gloves
With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye.... 

-Verse 1-
The game put me put in a rough spot 
200% final destination, last stock, hoping I don't plummet and fall to my debt like it was a budget clapping at the end show respect
when it wasn't supposed to happen cappin'
Dually noted when I'm rapping rapping
Even when the 'king dumb' is where the magic happens
It's 1 to 1, the keyboards are click clacking
While the Clout program feed players to their satisfaction,  I've come to terms they're not really lost,  they want to be at the pinpoint of the circle like a ring toss others got their fingers crossed thinking they'd make it to the top by any means necessary even trade others as a cost. 
I'm not here to be a bargaining chip, that be flipped, change sides to the main problems we dealing with, I feel tricked, I don't know who I can trust, life spans be expensive, staying human is a must. 

-Hook 2-

Message to the 5KYGODD, I give a piece of mind...
I'm so sorry, but I gotta catch a ride and leave this all behind

The 'Clout' is major leagues above the love
So I'm here to give back the gloves
With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye.... 

-Verse 2- 
I hope you can hear me out, I'm not the type that will scream and shout, can no longer Stefan the Urkle route,  
on that account, I get past the smoke and mirrors, the wizard at the end are just light fixtures, distorted pictures...
Is this nerdcore, or just a gimmick culture that we pillage nerds for, that's where the feelings tore, from all the bullying and depression under society's selection, I thought this was our safe haven for our protection, but I wrong, 
In ways we are all the same,  impossible to break the chain, when the same mentality still remains, so I understand the gamertags thus far because in the world we don't know who you truly are
Now, understand I'm exhausted, I just wanted to go home 
Try forcing things, its too dangerous to go alone
Filled the bar, and I'm ready to use the Super 
When does Player One get a chance to be Mark [Fk'n] Cooper 

With glassy eyes, I'm here to say goodbye.... 

-End-

Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament] - Glassy Eyes feat. Klopfenpop & Damn Selene

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

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

Verse 1:
How much time in this life am I willing to consume
With thoughts of mortality portending doom
Yet always assumed I’d be forever in bloom
Too bad I can’t produce chlorophyll by the light of the moon
The spring time of life called on account of rain
I’ve been engulfed in flame but still-reborn the same
How many times have I told myself I’ll never be adequate 
But consider the skill immaculate, are both assessments accurate?
I’ve bled for this, and made the mundane my nemesis
Standing at the precipice is a tough spot for a pessimist
So I take a step back, maybe two for good measure
The thought of my own end is no longer a source of pleasure 
Sisyphus had a boulder, Atlas a chip on shoulder
Icarus wax wings, me? I’m getting older
Intrinsic and intricate, possibilities are infinite
Am I indolent or ignorant or do I just not give a shit?


Hook:
What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive
All this time on earth but not a single second spent alive
I’m not convinced this is how it has to be
Maybe I can live happy ever actually


Verse 2:
Is this a letter to myself, or a scathing editorial
Autobiographic obituary, self penned memorial
The inevitably once a comfort, I remember when it changed
The shift from one self to another like tears in the rain
Clinging to nihilism to escape the fear of death
Yet decrying religious thought with each and every other breath
Hypocritical in my stricture, and aware of the incongruence
Though it paints a perfect picture, the truth can be a nuisance
Like why am I surviving when I should be thriving 
Is there some grand point at which I’ll find myself arriving?
Headlong when I’m diving into patterns of depriving
Myself of silver linings, as if I’m content with writhing


Bridge:
What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive x8


Hook:
What we have here is a non organic failure to thrive
All this time on earth but not a second spent alive
Not convinced this is how it has to be
Maybe I can live happy ever actually

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] Happy Ever Actually

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

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Go Your Way

She says she's happy
Just not when she's with you
Spend some days crying
Done run outta tissues
Sorry's just words
No actions that follow
Sentiment falls short
Time feels borrowed
Dumpin the blame
By the clown car load
He's got the show's to match
Add to the cargo.
Time to find my right space
Where the stars go
Kickin myself
Shoulda stuck with that hard no
But thats the game right
It ain't the same life
Freebase to mainline
Just hope that my veins fine
Once you taste life
Fates a strange guide
Trying to stay kind
Surveying my ley lines
State of the nation
My life will remain mine
Tried to carve out my heart
With a steak knife
But was saved by the bell
Like its bayside
Shoulda known by the way
She melts in the rain, right?

Chorus:
She's into that witchcraft

But dammit you're dapper
Don't forget that you matter
Top hat and sharp teeth
Act like it's shark week
And you're starving
Coffin drop Darby
Heads held high
But my heart is larping
Straight feeling played out 
Like harp strings
Lost in the mess like some car keys
Ain't nobody's engine you're starting
Carve out some drums
Just to hear my own heartbeat
They say every scheme needs a ponzi
Anniversary day and she's gone G
Lifes Leslie Knope vs Pawnee
Villains strip tease to a bond theme
But you're quality deep space anomaly
That rabbit you follow feeds off your wallowing
To fly like a swallow with bird calls to stall
Slow the role, don't like that song at all though.

Dappersaurus [An Hobbes, 2Ton21] - RDJ3K

I've grown so much during this sonnet voyage across unknown oceans I've always wanted to float in, but now it has come to a conclusion, who's winnin, who's losin this game of amusement, I'm losing my purpose, tell me was it all worth it? 

I'm still searching for that spark to create a true work of art, a masterpiece that hits top marks. With the sweetness of a harp, but with the fierceness of a shark, as swift as a fox, as strong as an Ox and more terrifying than Pandora's Box. 


For the dawn approaches and I'm still filled with these emotions, no roses, just an endless ocean of dread, no one will hear what I've said, no tears will be shed, these words misread, once more with my voice torn to shreds, full speed ahead!


With all the choices I've made I won't go back to erase my mistakes, I will look back to rejoice and say that this descending grace was always going to take place, for this is never ending fate I'm doomed to never fully escape


Forever I'll seek to be The Greatest Sea Terror, with a beautiful voice that could perfectly pleasure each measure, with the gaze of a harlot that could make you all surrender, Just imagine, this Siren hasn't even shown you her feathers


No matter the weather we will forever be together without a failure, I'll never be alone with all the souls I own, they are my life, they are my home, for they are the works of art that I've chosen to sit upon this watery Throne


These broken ambrosian souls are woven into my one true devotion, one spoken explosion of emotion that has awoken the biggest part of me, I'm free, we'll leave our marks and never depart for this is where it starts. 


I've illustrated my heart's song, I've coordinated my prolog, and formulated my catalogue, it's not much but I've made it this far, and with these battle scars I will arm up my squad and symphonically carve our name in the stars! 


Hook: 
She voyaged through Thalassa 
With her armies in a trance 
She conquered all of Gaia So no mortal stood a chance 
The Gods mourned their patrons 
Souls were hers to command 
For she's the hourglass and She's the last grain of sand


For she's the hourglass and She's the last grain of sand!

2 Cannonz [SirenSeraph, PSX] - The Great Odyssey (feat. Ultraklystron)

Drums, drum programming & samples: Jared Sparks
Keys: Shane Hall
Uke Bass: Damn Selene

The map is not the territory
And the place you are has no name
If you just showed up and said the story
They’d be so so glad that you came
So glad that you came (the map is not the terrain!)
So glad that you came (the map is not the terrain!)

Ya got no regerts (that’s regrets)
Do what ya gotta tho ya know it hurts
And no..no yer just not sure, ya got no plan
but it won’t deter 
And the truth is ya never really needed to know
You got a brain that’s trouble and a hedonist flow
And even if ya never get your piece of the dough
that in itself is no reason to go
Ya lost more folks than most folks had
And I know it made ya so so sad
That’s the past just can’t go back 
But ya know what - I know that you know that
So phat, then it was dope, 
then it would slap and then everyone’s woke
And it ain’t yer words that did it,
So ya gotta be your own personal cynic,
You kinda gotta start at the beginning 
don’t be immersed in the finish,
Put on yer grimace and live a
Life underground come up for air with the misfits
If nobody sees it nobody cares about yer mischief
You will blink and it turns out you missed it
So much more to life than this shit
Not that you’ll ever know if you don’t risk it

[#%^] [Messiah Carey, Jared Sparks] - No Regerts (The Map is Not the Terrain)

Sorry to bother you. 
I know you've got a lot of stuff on your plate. 
You're brushing up against the date and look at the nothing you've made! 
It's tough to resuscitate your lust to create. You've been crushing it lately, 
but now you're getting crushed under the weight. 
Must be great knowing it's much too late to start. 
A game of art, not for the faint of heart. 
Play your cards, portray this as your "favorite part" 
and maybe they won't pay regard to the quotation marks. 
[Aw, poor baby...] I hear you're supposed to write a letter to yourself. 
I don't envy you, but at least you know you better than anyone else. 
You won't excel with every breath you exhale, 
but never put pencil to paper and you'll definitely fail. 
You're in the belly of the whale. Telling a tale 
you might as well be spelling in braille to an elephant snail. 
That's a hell of a way to tell em you're well on your way to dismount 
the intelligence scale looking delicate, frail and incredibly pale. 
Better get it together, level with Nebuchadnezzar, 
and tell yourself you're better than ever, 
and get the twenty that's left on the dresser. 
A generous treasure for selling a pheasant your feathers. 
An elegant gesture, but can you weather the pressure 
of penning an eloquent letter from behind the delicatessen? 
I don't know what you expect to get for sending a message except 
an exacerbated sense of emptiness. Depressed and upset 
at the sentiment settling in the sediment. 
Is it getting too meta to meditate on the genuine? 
Would you have to explain what every letter meant? 
You're writing to yourself. It's technically self-evident. 
You're reticent, hesitant to express your perspective and 
you've never said anything without any prep and editing. 
You're spending a minute twenty ingeminating the premise when 
you could instead with brevity pretend to be semi-intelligent. 

[Write. You cannot write. 
Write, on time. 
Three days until the deadline, 
still not having written a word? 
Write. You cannot write. 
You cannot...write words. 
Write. You cannot... 
...write on time.]

Dear waste paper basket, this halfwitted draft 
written past the halfway mark's definitely getting trashed, 
pretty fast. It is massively daft. 
Asininity about to hit critical mass. 
When you tell yourself you won't finish the given task, 
you're spitting scientific facts. It's simple math. 
At the risk of getting crass, you and your shitty raps 
are committing acts of lyrical Syrup of Ipecac. 
If they don't skip this track, you're getting ripped in half. 
Like the the napkin you scratch your inscriptions at. 
They will snicker and laugh, tickled pastel pink 
with nipple clamps and compare you to Nickelback. 
A triple pass of rewrites won't fix this gaffe. 
Your talent's as nonexistent as the middle class. 
You need to get off your ass, you haven't achieved a thing 
since bringing your babysitter back from Fribbulus Xax. 
Maybe it's for the best that all you're gonna do 
is send a dorky message to an audience of you. 
It's been a long time since you seemed promising and new. 
You're a disgrace to your name and your mom is gonna sue. 
Are you getting through to yourself or is it in one ear, 
out the other, as you sputter another opinion? 
Weird? Utterly, but it's been done, all you could think of. 
Enough, pencils down, it's time to give up.

VPC7 R5: TOP TO BOTTOM

Happi // Mike Bananas