1up Funk

Fandom: Aqua Teen Hunger Force
Character: Dr. Weird

Live from my lab at the South Jersey Shore
My ass ate my hand -- it hungers for more
My creations chafe being called nerdcore
So I'll gobble up your scene until you're all done for!
Grey hair spiked with the fishbowl helmet
Y'all heard the name Walter Melon
King of the castle
Fist my asshole
Splice DNA
And cause a scandal
Purple gown cut with the nips displayed
My dick give more than Christmas Day
Gave your momma that swordplay
Got more fish than Hemingway
On holiday in Uruguay
Hold the country hostage
death ray on some bond shit
Leather servant bondage like

Ooh, do the Dr. Weird, do the Dr. Weird baby 
Ooh let's get fuckin weird let's get fuckin weird baby
Ooh do the Dr. Weird, do the Dr. Weird baby
Ooh you'll be fuckin weird you'll be fuckin weird ooh

Truth teller like no cap
Disrespect like no DAP
Made a bot that hates rap
Ben Shapiro, no WAP
His wife dry like Atacama
Doc got her wetter than a hot sauna
Capture all the local fauna
For the next monster to drop on ya
It's part shrimp, part dog, part duck
Got lightning breath, you're thunderstruck
Doc says you're outta luck
Cause you fucked around with ShrimpDogDuck!
This thing is almost ten foot long
Like a feral hog
Diet full of nitrogen
letting out these Primal Winds

Your track? Never heard of it
Bars? not a word of it
Cleverness? Not detected
My dick? Not erected!
Dope shades, protect me from these hater rays
You bouta need some Gatorade
You lookin like a mirror glaze
On entremet
I cut that cake now you're awake
Got new meds for you to take
Swallow now, sip of water
Have a nice dream of rappin harder
I'mma go to your house and clap ya mama
She slobber harder than a St. Bernard
Your dad ain't bad, imma ring the post
Then I get gone like a space ghost

VPC 7 Round 1

YNG SLLVN [LL YZZ, YNGSLLVN] - La Danse Palourdes

Fandom - Adventure time
Character- BMO

Lyrics

Intro – Narrator: This little living computer game system is BMO. My information doesn’t 
seem to say wether they are a he, or a she, just BMO. Oh well. 

BMO: Who wants to play Video GAMES?!?! Check it out Ya’ll.

CHORUS

When it gets hard to fight
there's nothing left to fear
They'll never turn out my light
I'll always be right here

VERSE

Well I'm,
Usually confusedly miss-gendered as a dude you see
Oops a Dees-y seems he's a she
She, snoozily approves being believed to be a summary of these;
Male female and a dissociative identity

Attendency is rendering me mentally free
to achieve my dreams and schemes
and to be the side kick I'm meant to be

Shit sent from me directly behind
A human centipede extensively entering blind
on some adventure time

CHORUS

When it gets hard to fight
there's nothing left to fear
They'll never turn out my light
I'll always be right here


Resigned and inclined 
I’ll find time to unwind
I'm designed to align your dexterity and your grind

It's a synch in a pinch 
You glimpse and make it simp for a 
Hit of the shit on my circuitry unit
working these movements

I'm a tag along sang a song bang a gong vagabond 
hanging on to every last wrong
and it makes me strong

Power on for the people, not Jesus, Not evil

Im BMO no EGO no Gender No equal

BRIDGE

I'm not broken robot
Just need a technician with a soft spot

Whatever comes next
We'll be together on a mission an adventure

We will fight for us
With everything we can never gonna give up

Thank you for my strength
And making me as strong as I was meant to be

CHORUS ABRIDGED

When it gets hard to fight
Just need a technician with a soft spot

There's nothing left to fear
We’ll be together on a mission an adventure

They'll never turn out my light
With everything we can never gonna give up

I'll always be right here

BMO: I Love you too, Goodbye!

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Be More

You know I live a life of intrigue
Big fish, you wish
I know I'm in my own league*
20,000 under the sea
What up, Sebastian
Y'all crabs I'm Viagra
Because I'm lasting
My time is Neverending Story
But I'm not a cheater, Peter
Hauling in my lorry/Lorre**
Y'all bore*** me
Like a worm in my tomato garden
Y'all lames in flames
You couldn't get my James Harden****
At Busch Garden
With my homie from the Nerdlucks
I can't hear your raft
Because I never herd/heard ducks*****
Spare me if I can't strike******
When you dare me to touch a
Mike/mic Myers/My, yers*******
Don't matter just let me at a butcher knife
Life is but a dream sweetheart
And I'm the dream master
Sewing******** at the speed of light
Yeah I know I seam/seem faster*********
And I can't even tell if you're listening
I stay posted********** like the mail
The most interesting

*nautical / sports
**actor / British term for semi truck
***ennui / insect action
****basketball player / penis erection
*****to gather a group (raft) of ducks / to hear + water fowl / sucker mcs
******bowling  / oh please (spare me) + attack (strike)
*******Halloween villain / microphone + possessive pronouns
********planting seeds / making clothes
*********sewing / appear to be
**********mail / vigilant


I'm the most interesting man in the world
Holding a beer in between two girls
Salt and pepper beard
And the moment that you feared
Is when I grab the mic
And proceed to get weird

I don't always wild out 
But when I do it's full moon
Don't always play guitar
But when I do it's in tune
I don't always hate
But when I do it's because I'm driving
I don't always turn away
But when I do it's because you're lying
Don't always lock the door
Except when I've been watching Forensic Files
Don't always get high
But when I do
New hairstyle
I don't always need a friend
But when I do it's because I"m tripping
I don't always use an mp3
My LP was skipping
I don't always eat meat
But when I do I wanna have a cow
Don't tell me what to do, Bart
I hang with homies that allow
Me to be the most interesting G
And I don't always do coke
But when I do it's because it's free
I don't always dance
But when I do it's Paper Planes
Maybe Mamma Mia
Or Jump Around by House of Pain
I don't always sell drugs
But when I do it's marijuana bud
And I don't always wrestle
But when I do it's mud
Don't unsheath my katana
Unless I wanna draw blood
Don't always use a drywall anchor
Unless the hole's not on a stud
I don't always make the beer run
But when I do I get snacks
Don't always play M.K.
But when I do I pick Jax
Don't always go to church
But when I do it's cus of funerals
And when I make a sequel
I use the Roman numerals
I don't always confess
Unless they use a wire tap and
I don't always talk mess
But when I do it's because I'm rapping

Zero Cool - Stay Thirsty

Chorus:

 

Good things come to those that wait

But we take it

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

 

1up on the grind

So the times never wasted

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

 

Verse 1:

 

One does not simply stumble into greatness

You want to open more doors, the key is just to take it

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

A wave with no apex, you know I’m never breaking

 

I don’t always kick raps like I’m Vader in the booth

Oh wait, I do I’m leaving craters on the moon

So you better make room Venomous when I talk sick

Awe Shit, Slick, when I knock em out the box Rick 

 

1up is my boss so I’m never running late  like

“Yeah, I’m gonna need you to come in on Sunday”

No napping, taking action like I’m Bilbo Baggins

We make all the videos and slay our own dragons

 

Not finna find a fan base waiting on your doorstep

Not the droids you’re looking for, don’t try to force it

Of course Hook Shot is the Chewbacca to my Solo

We’re giving you a Link to get em hooked like Miyamoto

 

Chorus:

 

Good things come to those that wait

But we take it

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

 

1up on the grind

So the times never wasted

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

 

Verse 2:

 

Growing up I had to learn my lessons all the wrong way

Life is what you make it so were not taking the long way

I’m bolting on a track, and leaving you behind

Sonic couldn’t match my pace, change my mind

 

The game is pay to play, regardless what you put in

Like old Jell-o in the fridge, it’s a little off putting (pudding)

No manager no sponsorship no air time afforded

Everything you see from us we crafted and recorded

 

It used to be a struggle just to get the song running

Like brace yourself, the studio bill is coming

Every day defeated like jogging with a strong cramp

It would just be easier to take the exit off ramp

 

But we never veer were sticking to the main street

Soon enough you’ll hear our nerdy raps up in the main stream

Now we’ve got so much on deck were giving it away for free 

Like you get a beat, and you get a beat, and

everybody gets a new Hook Shot beat

 

Chorus:

 

Good things come to those that wait

But we take it

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

 

1up on the grind

So the times never wasted

Guns blazing Leeroy Jenkins

1up Funk - Leeroy Jenkins

Verse 1:

Copped a pair of tickets to Aguadilla Puerto Rico
A Shabby Single prop shook the fabric off my geek soul
Landed in the crop dust atmosphere of thick musk
Scooped a rusty jeep up and headed towards freedom

Dusk on the horizon eyelids full of sandbags
Vehicle wheezed engine seized in a hard lag
Halted on a back road skyline made of Onyx
Freezing with no compass as the night descends upon us

Saw a dingy porch light flicker in the distance
Hooky guard the mothership, I'm gonna find assistance
Local at the creaky door speaking broken English
Gave me what I needed but proceeded with a pretense

Pre-Chorus:

Moon rises
You can hear the crickets...

Creepy eyes
Staring through the thicket...

If you're quiet
You can hear him walking...

Run and hide, from the night stalker

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

Verse 2:

Trudging down the highway something peering through the cold wind
Hooky's phone was on the seat soaked in hemoglobin
Audio recording stored a bone rattling wail
Eyes illuminated peering through the blood trail

Equipped the maglight and the machete that I picked up
Scoured the landscape as I wandered through the thick brush
Foot hit a pothole dropped in a rock bowl, and froze as I saw a gargoyle with a dark soul

Hookshot appeared lacerated to all hell
Slung me on his shoulder as he bellowed a Loud yell
Swinging for the fences mumbling and chattering
Struggling to spit a sentence, What is hell happening?!

We need to move, no time for explanation
Stumbling and listening to cackles, heart racing
Revved the engine pedal pushing through the Macabre
And Narrowly escaped to tell the tale of Chupacabra

Pre-Chorus:

Moon rises
You can hear the crickets...

Creepy eyes
Staring through the thicket...

If you're quiet
You can hear him walking...

Run and hide, from the night stalker

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

Bridge:

Creature dark as granite, ancient as the earth
This ain't our planet, They were here first
Never see em coming, lurking in the shadow
Thinking were the apex, to them were just cattle X 2

Chorus:

The Chupacabra X 4 (Everybody Do the Chupacabra)

VPC6 Round 2

1up Funk - Chupacabra

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

1up Funk - The Pandemic

1up Funk - Undah Duh Sea (The Two Of Us) [ft. Alpha Riff, Steve, Michael]

Instrumental by DopeBoyzMusic.
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They say I should stop making diss tracks 
Against these bastards who are just acting as rappers and probably wouldn't hit back
But I gotta make em pay for the errors of their ways.
As a hacker and a rapper, I put interest on their syntax
I see the racism inside, I peeped the peephole
You get through ya life, stereotyping all people
You say that it’s common sense but try to escape the consequence
With back-handed compliments, your tactics are all see through
mc chris-level apology, it don’t even matter
You can't see the problem with ya tweets, and that’s even sadder
They say I should rise above, get my feet up on the ladder 
But I'm pissed off, you'll get pissed on. Suck my dick, I'll clear my bladder
You actually call yourself a rapper.  The audacity
Get out the kitchen, Josh. You ain't cookin' bars. You can't stand the heat  
It’ll cost you an arm and leg to think you can handle me
And when you've lost, we'll see your family bury an amputee

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

You say that Asians dominate intelligence, you don't
Say that to my face and try to walk away, you won't
You need to check yourself, better talk with a new tone
Or I'mma having you cryin' for your momma like a Cubone
Culture vulture, fast rap isn’t done well
Got receipts of deleted tweets, left a crumb trail
You advertised music with "RAP" in ya thumbnails
After George Floyd, you advertised with Blacks in ya thumbnails
Checked your Youtube, saw millions of new views,
Plus some rappers  you were dope, but I ignored them  
I watched some video of yours, my IQ getting low of course
You bring a whole brand new definition to boredom
The only difference tween you and these other generic
Youtube anime rappers is occasionally you tour some
But underneath I see that you only achieve to be another
White rapper in the scene appropriatin' for fun

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

Alright, that last line might seem like a pompous statement
Because you say there's a part of you that's partly Asian
Now I ain't tryna hate on the way you that address yourself
But take a  good long look in the mirror and assess yourself
You used to record verses, said you like rappin' 
Then you grew a beard, now you're white-passin'
So when I say appropriation, there's a way I mean it
You only bring up being an Asian when it's convenient

YEEEEAH, there’s some like Joshua
Racists around the world stay dumb like Joshua
YEEEEAH, better run fast Joshua
Black rappers in nerdcore and none like Joshua

None Like Joshua (Diss)

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.

1up Funk - Chupacabra

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