There, in the distance! It’s a ship!

What luck! Your message in a bottle paid off. Someone has come to rescue your team from the desert island you’ve spent the last three weeks on. As the ship draws closer, you squint your eyes. Through the glare of the hot sun, you can barely make out a recognizable face on the upper deck, waving excitedly!

Once aboard the ship, comfortably showered, fed, and rested, your team meets up with your rescuers. You’re thrilled to discover that they are also musicians, and the boat contains a mobile recording studio! Filled with feelings of joy and relief, you head below deck to let off some steam and make some celebratory tunes as your team finally head home.

VPC7 Round Four - Get in the Group Chat!

All of our entries into the Nerdcore Vocalist/Producer Challenge (or VPC) 7! We will eventually be shining all of these up for an official release but for now enjoy their proto-forms!

dubldragon. VPC 7 Tracks

Dubldragon

VP7 R4: TOP TO BOTTOM

VPC7 ALL TRACKS

Only One Ronin Songs

Fandom: Hunter x Hunter 
Character: Chrollo

Forever set, a precious moon is lost
The others mourn him with ceremony grand
Rising up to heaven the lighting moon frost
With a melody from the mourning band
Harvest barren wine spilled
Lovers slumber beside the bloody, scarlet eyes
Though cut in half shall be your number 


Verse 1:
Whether a heist or a verse, it’s highly rehearsed
If you don’t fight me at first then I’ll politely be cursed
Use a Ben’s knife to end lives, whenever my friends fight
We use the flip of a coin to keep our heads right
A specialized crew, we victimize fools
Who drape their wrongdoings in society’s rules
We rob from the rich and head somewhere scenic 
Give it to the me cause I swear that I need it
Born in a meteors crater, not a hero or savior
Racking up favors, just to zero it later 
Put a price on my own head diversionary tactics
Battled assassins and we all did wicked backflips
No time for the devil, I’m a couple letters off
Like a mob boss’ daughter you’d be so much better off
If the power that you held was just committed to my journal
Where it can reside for all of time eternal


Hook:
Gotta see it to believe it
Open the book and read it
Tell me all your secrets
Your powers not deleted
I promise that I’ll keep it
And I’ll let you stay alive
Not quite even exchange
But we all must pay a price
Put your hand on the book
Put your life in my hands
Not a bad deal
At least from where I stand 


Verse 2:
Eight legs, twin fangs, big gang
Leave the whole town of York New in pain
With strats and tactics, my reach is near galactic
The mastermind is back and his pack is massive
Only seventh place, with respect to strength
But I come in first at accepting blame
Might sneak onto a boat to reach another continent
But at this point I’d hope the obstinance is obvious 
King of the dirt hill, the mole hill, the ant hill
When we see another bug we drop the anvil
Fight to a standstill, life is a land fill
But it’s my landfill, and the fight in me is ample
the head of this spider, no arachnid sits higher
Lack a number on my back as a status signifier
Like a cross that’s been inverted, the cause has been perverted
Associated hunters are naught but a diversion 


Hook:
Gotta see it to believe it
Open the book and read it
Tell me all your secrets
Your powers not deleted
I promise that I’ll keep it
And I’ll let you stay alive
Not quite even exchange
But we all must pay a price
Put your hand on the book
Put your life in my hands
Not a bad deal
At least from where I stand 


Verse 3:
A troupe of phantoms, that grouped at random
The type to take some eyes or a tooth for ransom
Labeled trash or refuse and then abandoned 
Luckily for all I had some agency to hand them
I forged this gang in devotions flame
Then quenched the blade in our ocean of pain
The resources we gained sparked greed uncontained
And the forces we faced are how our power was obtained 
Master of my own fate, master of my own floor
The bastard that you all hate, who settles all his own scores/
I rock two crosses which amount to options/
For saying your prayers when you count your losses/

VPC 7 Round 1

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - Bandit's Secret

Fandom: Harry Potter
Character: The Sorting Hat

This one goes out to my man Robert Galbraith. 
Sorting gang. We're the worst. 

[chorus] x2
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Lord Voldemort find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty in the naughty house. 

[verse 1]
I set the wheels in motion. I sense your real emotions 
and send you reeling into the field I've chosen. 
Perchance evil potions, deeds of deep revulsion. 
I'll achieve my goals as long as I meet the quotient. 
I'm not even coaching, just picking the teams 
and filling Slytherin with all of the shittiest tweens. 
These kids will be in smithereens and no one intervenes. 
My little scheme tickles me till I split at the seams. 
And Dumbledore... 
Did you think that dumdum just stumbled through the door? 
Or got that gig on merits? Like being careless 
and looking away when children perish 
in perilous scenarios? Or get very close to some scary ghost 
with varicose veins and hairy toes, wearing burial clothes? 
I put him in with confidence 
that I would find the odd use for his obtuse incompetence. 

[chorus] x2

[verse 2]
Who divides and conquers spies and plonkers? 
'Tis I, the bonnet. "And why? It's wrong?" 'Cause I'm just bonkers. 
My best sponsors are mindless wanderers, 
floundering onwards unaware of what unkindness conjures. 
Blind, unconscious, while I write destinies 
and set trajectories. Yes I'm a hat, but I pick the accessories. 
Expressed unease, rest in peace. No one suspects a headpiece, 
but I've got the future all laid out in excel spreadsheets. 
Deadbeats and death eaters make up my faculty 
I pick the children like fruit off an apple tree. 
The alchemy of apathy as I essentialize, 
categorize and emphasize the differential lines. 
Never empathize. Just spread empty lies like how Mars and Venus, 
and vulvas, ovaries, balls and penis 
share an important link, and other sordid things. 
It's a boring kink, I know, but I sort of think...

[chorus]

[outro variant]
If I can sort you in then I can sort you out. 
You couldn't thwart all the things that I've brought about. 
How did Joanne Rowling find supportive crowds? 
See, you're taught to be naughty...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Sort You Out

FPS 
final encounter
singing 
odd time signature



Singing verse:
Raise those hands high 
Think you know what it is
Bring that brass out
If you don’t want to live
Go ahead and fight back
Father’s son after all
Be wary you don’t like that
Sound they make when they fall

Bridge:
Why don’t you pass it down the Bloodline
Try to hide it if you find appeal
It’s all relative whats inside
Prying eyes make it real
Why don’t you pass it down the line
Try to hide it if you feel
It’s relative what’s inside
Prying eyes make it real

Rapping verse:
Quick with the gunplay, slow with the tough talk, I can do this all day
Easier than fish in a barrel funneled down a hallway 
All that wit gets you nowhere with hands slower than molasses
Steel launches steel into bodies of assassins
Pull the hammer back then let the hammer drop
Selling one way tickets to go meet with Astaroth
Maybe I could change this if it weren’t for this blood
But the gauntlets been thrown and I picked that gauntlet up 


Cutscene:
MC - I thought you were better than this. But I can see I was wrong. I can see now there’s only one way. And I hate to say it, but it’s the way you taught me.


Father/Mentor turned villain - You could have been the best of us, kid. Damn shame you had to go and grow a conscience like that. No matter. I can always have another son


MC - Good for you, I can never have another father, but I can make sure it ends with me

Hook:
Well al this talk about a guiding light
But no one ever speaks of where it leads
Imagine giving up the fight
While there’s blood left to bleed

VPC 7 Round 2

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - BLOODLINE

Challenges accepted:
Vocals - (double time - Zolt Energy Serum)
Producer - (no snares in the beat - The Bear Hammock 29-F)

Game genre: Dating Sim
Screen: The Final Encounter

V: Oh, here we have it, the final encounter. This is a tough one, to be sure. Many have tried, all have failed so far, but maybe this is the one. 
A: It's a challenge, for sure, but we have a challenger. 
V: Oh, a true player. Let's see how it goes. 
A: Round one. Shoot your shot! 

I'm the final boss of the dating sim.  
There's no way to win, 'cause I can't take a hint. 
You're gonna fail and then you'll wanna play again 
Your loss, take it in, let the games begin.  
I've got all my defenses up, 
all tensed up and my comprehension tends to suck. 
Try to bend your luck with charms and methods of 
seduction, but we all know where you're ending up. 
Zone of friendship? What? No, twit, that's a prize. 
You're going home alone. Big fat surprise. 
Like Macaulay Culkin, without supplies. 
Always sulking, rip out your eyes  
if you don't wanna see the blank stare on my face 
as I dismiss your compliments as having terrible taste. 
I've had my fair share of dates, so I'm set, except 
I only found out in retrospect. (That's what that was?)  
  
V: Oh, you hate to see it, folks. Striking out in the first round. 
A: Well, let's see if there's any bouncing back from this. 
V: It is not looking too good right now, but it ain't over yet. 
A: Round two. Make your move! 

You know you'll be ill at ease, I don't show 
vulnerabilities. You've honed your skills, increased 
your ammo as sociable charmer, 
but cupid's arrows ricochet off my emotional armor. 
And my heart doesn't glow, so it's harder to get to. 
You try to connect, I'm just not gonna let you. 
With all the respect due, every romance Lothario 
measures on a scale from no chance to very low, 
no matter the scenario, even with careful listening, 
say you're getting hot, I'll hit the air conditioning. 
It's not your whispering nor a matter of discipline. 
I simply miss the gist of what it is you're propositioning. 
Not a single inkling. I just stare into space, 
unaware of infatuation you wear on your face. 
I've had my fair share of dates and before I left 
there wasn't one who wasn't bored to death. 

V: Ooooh! That's gotta hurt! Advances went right over the head *and* were countered with absolute tedium. 
A: This is a disaster, folks, and after so many successes. 
V: Well, there is one more round, so maybe not all is lost. 
A: Round three. Date!

I'm like talking to a brick wall, 
mindless conversations. 
A human bottle of rohypnol, 
minus connotations 
When we're walking through a strip mall, 
I'll exhaust your patience. 
What I'm saying's I'm an awful date, 
and you're gonna wanna escape from the jaws of fate 
before it all too late. They're already agape, 
frothing and starting to oscillate. 
Being my lawful mate is not so great, 
like a box of defrosted flakes. 
To get dad jokes like that for the rest of your life 
put me in a dress that is white and address me as wife. 
I've had my fair share of dates on repeat, the same 
every time 'cause no one's beat the game. 

A: Oh no, I think that's game over, folks. 
V: It sure is. The only way to move forward now is to start over from the last checkpoint at the beginning of the encounter. 
A: Press any key before the end of the countdown. 3...2...1...

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Beyond Reach

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only One Ronin] - Ennui

Some people find it hard
getting along with their own thoughts
The mind can Frankenstein the worst
Or make the perfect postcard
So far-
From home
Readily known as vacay
But Paradise can only paint the pros
Before the Mayday
*Everything seems fine*
Until you find you live the same day
Repeat without the conflict
You avoided in the first place
Sleep in a bed of roses, but
roses come with thorns
You can find the peace inside,
Just outside the comfort zone


La di da di da
You can smell it on me
My repression, Mild depression
With an air of ennui

La di da di da
Good afternoon, good morning
another day in paradise
Conveniently distorting


You believe me
If I mean it
I said it
They call me the Alfred
That makes you the future
Thats Terry McGinnis
Both feral
And vetted

Not too old to get tested
But Fuck the repetitive
Edit
Put your whole heart in the beat
You embedded in
You got message you gettin
you get in your head
Just to end it kid
Thats why you move
ten steps ahead of it
Make music your medicine
Chew threw the game
Like the venison

Fighting for a life
So I can live in a box
Cut off availability
Afraid to get blocked
Lofty in the sky
But the storm struck different
Rock paper scissors
With the wrong ammunition
Never even factored In anyone's premonition
Simulated systems
Keep on glitchin
Plot twist-
Turns all come unannounced
I gotta shell on my back
In the crib named kami house

VPC 7 Round 3

SlothdubzAndRonin [Only Onle Ronin, Slothdubz] - Ennui

Dan’s sea shanty/hook :


Helpless in the ocean dragons forced to rest
Even our dearest friends now row towards death
We sail the sea and lost our home
We two alone I fear no one may come close


Verse:
Wrecked and stranded, hopelessly abandoned
Two dragons stuck without nary a sandwich
Call it an idle isle, no smiles for miles
Underbelly overgrown, safe to say wild
Ceaseless sounds from the gulls all around
Can’t hear my own thoughts, about to break down
Eyes lock, fists touch, endurance now found
Promise made not to rest in this ground
Tried to build a raft, raft didn’t get far
Luckily close enough we could outswim sharks 
Arranging stones to entice the sky
Into providing hope though we know hope lies
SSOS - someone save our scales
Reptiles, not amphibians, evolution failed
Built a hutch in the sand, Dan tilled the land
Started fire by hand while discussing our plans
But fire went out, hutch fell in sea
Turns out morning tide touches everything
Lack of escape suddenly so clear
We remain determined not to give into fear
Then one night - amid the sounds of our screams
Draped bodily in the slime and the weeds
Subsisting on moss which clung to our teeth 
Screams turned into songs sung on repeat
Sprawling waves carry dulcet tones
Til they find some lobes to call a home
After months on the island now a boat appears
Too far from hope, entrenched and sincere  
They land on the beach - we take them by surprise
Jam our thumbs in their eyes and steal their supplies
Take their vessel and their lives, then suddenly realize
We probably could’ve asked for a ride

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] - SSOS (Someone Save Our Scales)

Stuck on this island, the trouble just piling 
up and then rising above the horizon. 
Nothing surprising under the bright sun. 
Fuck with poseidon, get struck by the trident! 
Son of the titans. Thunder and lightning. 
The undeniably crummiest timing. 
A couple of hyphens-- 
I suck at describing my struggle in writing. 
I wonder if I might become reunited with dry land, 
or if anyone can even find me where I stand... 
You wouldn't happen to recognize this white sand 
by chance? 'Cause I can't! 
The return address: Desertedness. If this ever surfaces, 
pretty sure I guess you've never heard of this. 
Purposeless! Better start preparing for permanence, 
'cause of the limitations I observe myself working with. 
I wanna leave, but it dawns on me I'll probably rot on this beach. 
If I thought I'd see other people, I'd believe posthumously. 
Ardamus keeps working hard on this beat, 
but I'd find it less awkward if he'd bother talking to me. 
In shock, or just seething 'cause he thinks I caused this debacle? 
Lost in his thoughts while mine get tossed in this bottle? 
Contents long gone, God crossed off of the gospel. 
Just gotta process the awful like hot sauce up a nostril. 
Nature, a hostel as hostile as possible, 
fatally harsh and too far from a hospital. 
Lots of unsolvable problems and obstacles. 
Consciousness distorted as if through a Boss pedal. 
Give me the bronze medal in shit going wrong! 
The minute we've gone, I'll sing the victory song. 
Time ticking along. Trickery! Contradictory! Wrong! 
Shorter hours; seconds getting unpredictably long. 
Don't know what we should do, 
except accept we've stepped into a Kobayashi Maru. 
Colossally screwed across the great blue yonder. 
A quandary we don't have the philosophy to ponder, 
finding the long shot our hearts grew fonder-- 
Better yet, new harbor. Hardly. Too somber? 
Two goners, doomed to wander a handful of square feet, 
lucky if we last a mere week.

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Flaskpost

Fire Sauce (feat. XoC) by Youth Chili Cook Off!

[Verse 1: Sweeney Toad]
We finally out the big house no longer have to sit out
And miss all the delicacies cause we committed felony
Just a little structure fire that Blockbuster found expired
Burned it down cause they were out of Mrs. Doubtfire

[Verse 2: Phlebia]
They told me not to make a scene
It’s not a big deal, I should stay serene 
But I raised my voice started acting mean
Got the manager trying to intervene
So I doused the place with gasoline
I set it ablaze with the nicotine
Flames orange red like tangerine
Charred to black like tourmaline

[Verse 3: XoC]
Me and my buddies coming straight out of the prison system, sorta feeling sad cause I never gotta visit in them, stomach sorta growling, feeling weak and my vision missing, maybe Taco Bell, for them tacos with the chicken in them

[Verse 4: Sweeney Toad]
First things first bet I gotta get me that chalupa     
Substitute the beef for black bean I’m a connoisseur
Of all the finest tastes I partake in the higher costs
Add the guacamole steak and don’t forget the fire sauce

[Verse 5: Phlebia]
Roll up to my hallowed venue
Take a quick peek at the menu
Several dozen cheesy options
Prices low like it’s an auction
Corn and queso  beans and rice
Baja blast don’t forget the ice
Swap beans for beef cause I’m alpha gal
Add cinnamon twists for the grand finale

[Verse 6: XoC]
So I’m standing in line and the menus all digital, stomach steady screaming, hunger pain feeling critical, daydreaming now, gonna eat til I’m really full, later, on the John, imma spray til it’s a shitty bowl

[Verse 7: Sweeney Toad]
Pull out the drive thru and spark up the doja
We about to dine oooo beautiful ambrosia
Taco-itis later I guess that’s the dire cost
I open up the brown bag THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE?!

[Rant 1: Sweeney Toad]
I was sitting in the car and I opened the Taco Bell bag and I was digging through the sauces. Mild, Hot, Diablo, but where the fuck is the fire? They forgot the fucking fire sauce! I just wanted some god damn fire sauce! Why can’t things ever just work out!
Everything I do, it just never works out! 
It’s like nothing ever goes my way and I’m sick of it all!

[Chorus 1: Sweeney Toad]
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
LET’S BURN THIS TACO BELL DOWN TO THE GROUND!!

[Rant 2: Sweeney Toad]
And I just started getting pissed! And I was so pissed I forgot Phlebia and XoC were there. And Phlebia’s calling my name and I didn’t even hear it. He started screaming: MIKE! MIKE!! And XoC he goes: MIKE! what’s the matter?? And I go: All I want is fire sauce, and they wouldn’t give it to me!
All I wanted was fire sauce, just one fire sauce packet, and they wouldn't give it to me. 
Just one FIRE SAUCE!!

[Chorus 2: Sweeney Toad]
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
THEY FORGOT THE FIRE SAUCE!
LET’S BURN THIS TACO BELL DOWN TO THE GROUND!!

[Rant 3: Sweeney Toad]
SO WE SWERVED THE CAR BACK AROUND AND THAT WAS IT! I’M NOT GOING TO DEAL WITH IT ANYMORE! SO WE GRABBED THE GAS CAN OUT THE TRUNK AND WE BURNED THAT GOD DAMN TACO BELL DOWN TO THE MOTHERFUCKING GROUND!! (*Sirens* "PuT YoUr HaNdS Up")

[Verse 8: Phlebia]
The smoke rises, hear the sirens come to get me
Guess I blew my only opportunity to get free
Seems like it’s who I am,  I was born a fire bug
Not a killer, not a thug, not a dealer selling drugs

[Verse 9: Sweeney Toad]
Can’t believe we back, flop house penitentiary
Guess we never learn dropped out elementary
Pyromaniac need to throw out my lighter
Grew up with those GI Joes doused up on fire

[Verse 10: XoC]
Back in this prison, I’ve been given major sentence, 57 years, ima lose my independence, all I want are tacos and chalupas like I mentioned, never thought to break out this jail, but now I’m tempted

VPC7 Round 4

Youth Chili Cook Off! [Sweeney Toad, Phlebia] - Fire Sauce (ft. XoC)

CreateLadyJ
Cam3
Twill
Everyone 


(Hook x2 - Twill Distilled)
Yeah we're here to wreck some shit up baby
Yeah we're gonna to mess it up
Yeah we're here to wreck some shit up baby
Feeling like we're at the top


(Verse 1 - CreateLadyJ)
We wreckin every record
Playing the boards like it’s checkers
Took off like we’re NASA
And everyday getting better
Fans are expanded cross country
You know it’s real
Track and field, running circles on MC’s 
That leave their material
Successfully led a career
And kept it lyrical
You’ll keep it in your soul
For years like negro spirituals 
These punk ass Marks keep
Claiming that they Invincible
"Think!"
Smashing they faces in, literal


(Cam3)
J and Cam on this damn beat
And we can’t be bothered
Light's lime, claiming my time
Maxine Waters
No Cap, got it honest as Steve Rogers
Ain't horsin' around like Bojack
To achieve what we accomplished
Living Our Fantasy
Came in the game as Invaders
Dreams of Nirvana
"Here we are now, entertainers!"
Suffered a Mutiny or two but we
Sailed on without rest
All or Nothing as we proceed to
South by Southwest


(Bridge - ALL)
You cannot stop us
Cuz we will not allow it
And there is nothing
That you can do about it
Basking in the glory
Now the world is ours
So turn the music up louder…


(Hook x2)


(Verse 2 - J)
I go in like Yosemite Sam,
It’s hunting season
Always jumpin in the action
And jam like Liam Nesson
Fuck ya treason, I am geekin
To travel for every reason,
(Cam)
Soon as Wreck hit the stage...
(Both)
NO PEACE, NO SLEEPIN!
Rocking socks and chopping blocks 
Off like lumberjacks
When I’m bored, I'ma roar on these
Hoes like Thundercats
(J)
Y'all waiting on good vibrations
(Cam)
Call us the Rumble Pak
Y’all got hits? No shit, Sherlock
Benedict Cumberbatch
(J)
And you fumbling on the catch
We like Hulk and them on the set
Assembling the Cavalry
Like Avengers, you know what’s next 
Fire bending as I’m spitting
And felt in the solar plexus
While Osiris run the business
We hold down the rest
(Cam)
So count ya blessings
Unless you that pressed on stepping out
Against the badass bastard
Stepkids of Wreck-It Ralph
Stayed woke and chose violence
Ghost riding the mosh pits
Sparta kick your door
What's a gatekeeper to locksmiths?


(Bridge)


(J)
Run with the set!
Or you’ll get wrecked!
Stay on that Wu-Tang shit,
Protect ya neck!


(Verse 3 - J)
We won’t allow,
Anyone in
This crew
That will become 
An imposter
Now
Inner power 
Always take form
When we’ve
Rippin off all our masks
Our true forms


No defending im winning, 
im kickin the ball,
Hit it until i get it in the goal,
Doing my dirt as the newest contender
and the consequences that willin to fall,
Lending the ball is not easy for me,
But I know that im cool
Cuz I do have a team, 
And if i played a fool 
then they'd take it from me, 
Say that i rule then tell me to leave,
My team the only ones 
That’s in my vacancy, 
The Phantom Thieves,
Stealing hearts then we make a scene
Stay on the case
Just like I’m Goro Akechi
Y’all cannot handle the weight it heeds 
Heart won’t manifest
A palace as penalties,
Chasing me really will take all your energy,  
Break your mobility in the facility,
I move around with 
Motherfuckin sonic speed, 


Sit down. Shut up.
We hold the crown cause
We willing to come up, 
Take criticisms like power ups, dumb fucks
And you wonder why ya team is stuck
We muscle the hustle
And take it Bare Knuckle
Then Rage in the Streets
Like Yuzo Koshiro
Y’all losers and zero
We movin like Fearows
Y’all never seen us coming, did you?

Vessels of Light [CreateLadyJ, Cam3] - At The Top (ft. Twill Distilled)

ch.
[Nursehella & Ultraklystron & Beefy]
It's Monopoly but I got property

[Ultraklystron & Beefy]
I gotta space

[Nursehella & Ultraklystron & Beefy]
Gotta place
Got some grass and trees
It's Monopoly but I got property

[Ultraklystron & Beefy]
I gotta space

[Nursehella & Ultraklystron & Beefy]
Gotta place

[Ultraklystron & Beefy]
I gotchu

[Nursehella & Ultraklystron & Beefy]
You got me

v1.
[Nursehella]
It's no Park Place but there's a place to park
I get drunk in the driveway before it gets dark

[Ultraklystron]
Chop wood got the flames a blaze
Creosote log clearin' out chimney ways

[Nursehella]
Imma write on the walls, imma hang on my balls
Imma run around stupid when I stomp down the halls

[Ultraklystron]
I got the taxes filed, discounts piled
Stackin' write offs while the neighbors smile

[Beefy]
got debt, credit card is maxed
Suddenly, who gives a shit bout tax

[Beefy & ultraklystron]
(ME!)

[Beefy]
I'm afraid I'll have to ask you
To run the, washer dryer and the vacuum - I thank you
I don't wanna say that youtube a savior
But on my trimmer I can change the fuel lines and the carburetor now
Put in cameras and a fake sign up for safegaurd
Husqvarna, none other, no shit  this is my yard

v2.
[Beefy]
Used to. Have a. Wooden. Deck in. My back. Yard bitch.
Then I. Tore it. Down with. My bare. Fuckin. Hands. Shit.
Not gonna overcharge me
Nobody stronger than beef
Got sawzaw and I'm cutting it raw and I
Rip it apart now it's so fuckin clean

[Ultraklystron]
I got the saw in the basement 
Branches dunno what they're facin'!

[Nursehella]
I got the heat gun it's blastin'
I fuckin' melted this plastic, PLAOW!

[Ultraklystron]
Grindin' the yard rototiller
Grubs do not it's a killer!

[Nursehella]
We gonna rip up the yard and
Now I be plantin' a garden!

[Ultraklystron]
Been chillin with back hoe, 
I'm like "weeds get out my way!"

[Nursehella]
Been chillin' with a kink hose
Be like "bitch just fuckin' spray," BRRAOW!

[Ultraklystron]
Gettin' equity with amenities
sleepin' restfully
Better credit please, 
payin' flexibly, huh??!

[Nursehella]
On a wifey lifey, 
in a kitchen with a knifey
Do a lil net n' skypey, 
gotta mortgage and it's hyphy!

[Beefy]
With all the debt that we collecting
I'll be honest I be sweating
If we left then I'd be missin
All the freedom I've been getting
But yo frankly I've been freatin
Every other single second
That fate wanna teach a lesson
Chaos wanna catch me slippin ha
I'm only one bad day away
From not being able to play
Aeration was scheduled today
Yes I got hose and I'm makin em spray

outro.
[Ultraklystron]
Who's that yard? Who's it is?

[Nursehella]
I kill all ya dogs who be doin' they biz!

[Ultraklystron]
Three bedrooms and we fill the closets!

[Nursehella]
Draw on every wall, imma fuckin' artist!

[Ultraklystron]
The home office get remote deposits!

[Nursehella]
Watch me work imma caulk these faucets!

[Ultraklystron]
Landscape with Japanese maples, son!

[Nursehella]
Thot Team blast you with a staple gun!

Thot Team Epic [Nursehella, Ultraklystron] - Property (ft. Beefy)

Skate or Die SlothdubzAndRonin feat. CreateLadyJ and MessiahCarey



[Verse 1 Ronin]

God damn it 
Spent a month on this trick
But I can't land it
Am I doing something wrong 
Or just clear that I lack the talent
I want quit, but my love of the board
Hangs in the balance 
never claim "neversoft" 
If I fall back from the challenge
Pointing to my true north
In a downhill slalom
Making friends on the way 
on my rise to the bottom
Swing and a miss
I creditcard and I see an abyss
takes all the practice I can scavenge
Not to panic


[Verse 2 CreateLadyJ]

I’m famished
Constantly taking damage
So fuckin close to landed
But I really wanna sandwich 
If I manage I’ll be good
Represent for my hood
The Black girl skater yea
She’ll have everyone shook
Sign me up in them books
Sponsorships have em hooked
Killin rails with them crooked
Up hill movin gotta push it
But Downhill I barely looked
And starting to speed up 
Wheels wobbling and bobbing
Should have tighten up my trucks
Yo we gotta fuck it up!


[Verse 3 MessiahCarey]

Aw fuck it’s comin up fast
Look to the future done with the past
Doin the movement as the puddles amass
Keep it subtle no flash 
just double the crash til trouble has passed
I’m in love with the blast
Of air in my face there’s no scarier place
than without nary a trace
Of the person I was and the person I’ll make


[Chorus]

There's neither wrong or right
In what we do tonight 
Just contribute you're absolute         
That's why it's skate or die
see all the lights in the city tonight,
If we gonna go out, least we did In a fight


[Verse 4 Mixed]

[Ronin]
So Can I kick it? 

[CreateLadyJ and MessiahCarey]
Yes you can!

[Ronin]
But can I kick flip it?

[MessiahCarey]
I know I can’t
But I can bomb a hill like any man

[CreateLadyJ]
Yes he can, I flip it but them hills are damned

[Ronin]
Still I’m glad, nervous the thrill is back 
It’s quite and undertaking 

[CreateLadyJ]
I believe we can make it
And shake up whoever’s fakin

[MessiahCarey]
Face to pavement, can’t say what is sacred
Desire to compete with myself never vacant

[Ronin]
Satan, behind me. Hit the speed boost
Now or never with the effort
we’re limited with our re-do’s

[CreateLadyJ]
I’m tryina beat you! Friendly competition 
Makes a sequel, Nyjah wit the tats
Celeb status, to meet you

[MessiahCarey]
We do the EQ’s and see through 
these weak crews to defeat you

[CreateLadyJ]
And Teach the team to bring the people
Kiwi flips and primos all caught on video 
Taking boards 6 to 19 like Rey Mysterio 


[Verse 5 Ronin]

Legendarily scared 
but never scary
I rarely come prepared
When the situation gets hairy
focused on the goal
Cuz the chaos is in the clarity
And anything that aint a broke
is often temporarily…
Adjustable 
I know enough to know
I got enough to go
Another round 
While feeling indestructible
Who's with me?
I can race you to the top

[Everyone]
I can keep going til my wheels fall off!


[Chorus]

There's neither wrong or right
In what we do tonight 
Just contribute you're absolute         
That's why it's skate or die
see all the lights in the city tonight,
If we gonna go out, least we did In a fight

SlothdubzAndRonin  [Only One Ronin, Slothdubz] - Skate or Die (ft. CreateLadyJ, MessiahCarey)

JOEY:
WU-TANG
CLAN CHAT NINE DEEP
WHEN THE CREW HANG
SEVERAL PEOPLE ARE TYPING...
IT'S NOTHING EXCITING
WE'RE ALL PRETEND FIGHTING
IT'S REGULAR TUESDAY
WORD TO EVERYBODY FROM THE CHAT ROOM PHASE
BACK IN THE DAY, CHECKIN OUT THE BRAND NEW WAY TO MAKE FRIENDS
WAY BACK WHEN WEB PRESENCE NEVER MEANT SHOOT NAMES OR REGIONS
YOU'D RARELY SEE SOMEONE'S TRUE FACE WHEN THEYRE SPEAKING

RONIN:
I made friends out in Norway 
I can't talk that Norwegian 
My social life is the slow game
If we don't talk, theres no reason to
My window to the outside got bigger
When I withdrew to the inside
Go figure 
Long gone are the
Days of the net
Spent
On AIM 
With an aim to connect
AY

JOEY:
SCREEN NAMES STAY FRAMED WITH THE xXx'S
EVERY FRIEND REQUEST GETS ACCEPTED
CHECK THE COLORS ON THE TEXT WHEN WE MESSAGE 
LIKE "YO
YOU CAN ONLY SEE SHIT LIKE THIS SITTIN AT HOME"

RONIN:
I was
Just a 
Kid
Both 
Sad
And alone
Writing songs about my pain
In a maze of an anime poem
only took a little bit of leg work
To get my shit up 
tethered to a network
Hello friends,
Glad we can finally surf
Any other day in time would be kind of absurd

JOEY:
HAVING A BIT OF TROUBLE FINDING THE WORDS TO DESCRIBE THE WAY GETTING ONLINE MIGHT HAVE SAVED MY LIFE
BOTH SAD AND ALONE
ALL I'D KNOWN WAS TO HIDE
FOUND OUT ABOUT A PLACE TO MAKE FRIENDS INSIDE SO
I LOGGED IN & STARTED TALKING TO STRANGERS ON THE REGULAR
WORD TO YAHOO MESSENGER
TALKIN BOUT CARTOONS & GAMES LIKE I'D NEVER DONE
WATCHING THOSE DBZ AMVS SET TO "NUMB"
WORD TO EVERYONE IN THE DIGITAL WORLD CUZ
I WAS RAISED BY FUCKIN WEIRDOS ON SOME INTERNET FORUMS
& TO BE TOTALLY HONEST
I'M ONLY HERE CAUSE I MET MY SOULMATE ON TWITCH
STRAIGHT UP

JOEY (RONIN):
GOTTA FILL THOSE DOWNLOAD FOLDERS UP WITH COOL STUFF THAT YOU FOUND IN THE SCROLLING DUNGEON
ONLY CLICK YES IF YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH
IF YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH
GOTTA BE OLD ENOUGH
(you can find the love of your life)
GOTTA FILL THOSE DOWNLOAD FOLDERS UP WITH COOL STUFF THAT YOU FOUND IN THE SCROLLING DUNGEON
ONLY CLICK YES IF YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH
IF YOU'RE OLD ENOUGH
GOTTA BE OLD ENOUGH
(google maps can help you survive)

RONIN:
things keep going so much faster on the internet
anything you want
anything that you can get
i want a way to understand

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

JOEY (KABUTO):
AYO KABUTO
CHECK IT OUT
I SENT A LINK
(I CHECKED THE LINK)
SHIT'S ILL RIGHT?
(RIGHT)
DUDE TRIED TO DO A FLIP & TOOK A SPILL LIKE OOOOOOOOHHHH
(REAL TIGHT, PEEP THIS FOOL, RIGHT?)
THIS DUDE DIED
(OH SHIT, REALLY?)
YEA, FOR SURE
YOU CAN TELL BY HOW HIS SHOES WENT FLYIN OFF AFTER IMPACT

KABUTO (JOEY):
BIG FACTS LIKE CHECK THIS MANS
SOCKS HELLA MISMATCHED ONE LOOK LIKE A DISHRAG
(FUCK) YO IM SAYIN CHECK HIS SLACKS, (THATS A PISS SPLASH)
YO U SEEN THE VID THE DUDE WITH NIP TATS GOT HIS SHIT SLAPPED
WITH A CUSTOM NO PICKLE TRIPLE DECKER BIG MAC
(MAN YOURE FULL OF SHIT) NAH HES LEGIT WAXED (IN HIS CRIB?) NATCH
LISTEN I GOT GIGS BACKED, (LIL SLAPS?) UP TO RIBS CRACKED
(BUMFIGHT VHS VID STACKS) WESTERN DIGI TRACTS

JOEY (KABUTO):
THE INTERNET NEVER CHANGED
FUCK THE SAPPY SHIT
THE INTERNET EXISTS TO SHARE VIDEO CLIPS OF ACCIDENTS
& FIGHT COMPILATIONS W/ VERTICAL SHAKY CAMERAS
& SOMEONE IN THE BACKGROUND WHO'S LAUGHING OFF THEIR ASS AT IT

YO YOU EVER SEEN THAT LIL ASS CLIP WHERE THE LIL ASS KID GETS FLOORED WHEN SHORTY HITS EM W/ THE SPINNING BACK FIST?
(THAT WAS SICK!)
RIGHT?
(RIGHT?)

YOU SEEN THAT SHIT WHERE BIG DUDE GOT DROPKICKED IN HIS CHEST?
(FLIPPED OFF THE LEDGE?)
YUP, SWEAR TO GOD
THOUGHT HE WAS DEAD, CUZ
RIGHT?
(RIGHT?)

KABUTO (JOEY):
U SEEN THAT GO PRO SHIT MOTORCYCLE BLIND CORNER
HITS A CAL FIRE TRUCK STRAIGHT ON (THAT DUDES FOR SURE A GONER, SHIT)
YO NAH HE WAS ALRIGHT (HOW U KNOW?) U CAN CHECK SOME SHIT ON REDDIT
THE TRUCK WAS LOADED UP I THINK IT HAD LIKE SEVEN PARAMEDICS (DAMN)
COPACETIC

Perfect Cell [Joey Z, BigFake]- Network Connection (ft. Only One Ronin & Kabuto The Python)

[beef]
tanner cook me up a hot one
add a bunch of filters, make me sound like johnny rotten

[tanner]
ADD A FEW GUITARS?

[beef]
well I kinda think we oughta

[tanner]
JUST A COUPLE MINUTES

[beef]
I appreciate ya brother
so the other day we had posted up our tunes
I checked up on the news and I saw a few reviews 

[tanner]
YOU REALLY SHOULDN'T DO IT

[beef]
yea I know it

[tanner]
KINDA STUPID

[beef]
and I tried to just ignore it but I kinda fuckin blew it
but
These people say I'm in a pocket
this a joke about how there's not that many women that would rock it?
cause i'll have you know that there's been women rocking it for years

[tanner]
I DON'T THINK THAT'S WHAT THEY'RE SAYING

[beef]
what they saying?

[tanner]
IT APPEARS THAT
THEY THINK THAT YOU DO THE SAME THING

[beef]
like my raps are all the same?

[tanner]
NOT EXACTLY

[beef]
what they mean?

[tanner]
TO BE HONEST, I DON'T REALLY KNOW

[beef]
they don't like my flow?
like my attitude or how I rock it at a show?
I'll be honest it's shaking me
don't go mocking my bravery, confidence used to saving me
but this isn't so savory
anyway, Tanner, where did you go?

[tanner]
I DON'T KNOW

[beef]
Wormhole?

[tanner]
JUST FIND ME IN THE FUTURE, BRO!

[beef]
Then a being did appear as a vision
she had the look of a scholar, a warrior in position 
then she whispered..

[twill]
Welcome to my dimension Beefy

[beef]
holy shit!

[twill]
Welcome to my world listen up cause i’m talkin
This dimension has everything it’s a knowledge composite
And I can give you the answers you need but you better not drop it

[beef]
Oh no aw shit

[twill]
Wait what’s wrong?

[beef] 
I don’t have enough pockets!

[twill]
I’m not trying to come across out of pocket
But the kids down stairs they think that you’ve lost it
And I’ve got pockets on pockets on pockets on pockets
Of ideas to get you back on the market
Just try it, don't knock it
Cause you’re gonna love it
Just hold on to my every word
Written on this docket
Why do you keep stoppin
I told you to rock it
If you’re hangry then eat a snickers
Or a hot pocket
BITCH

[beef]
Yo what the hell is this
It looks just like my house but everything looks just like shit
Everything smells just like piss

[dark beef]
who's been in my biz
sniffing up all my piss covered shit?

[beef]
Wtf?

[dark beef]
someone wanna come in and knock on throne
could never just leave me alone 
So I throw em a bone like a K9
shook but i stay fly
look like the same guy
i do not know why
maybe im warrior he like the renegade
i cloud be president he could be running mate
feel like I'm being played
should i eliminate
is weird that i kinda wanna penetrate

[beef]
Naw, me too, but here's the the thing dude
 ended up here from a chick with a space tube

[dark beef]
If true, that's bigly news

[beef]
you talk like that  here?

[dark beef]
Yeah you should too
never had fans and I never did shows 
but i think it's because they all envy my flows
i can do anything sound just like anyone
Keith is the best, ichiban, baby number 1

[beef]
K
Got to get back to my home
Gotta get out of this zone
before I go 
I gotta know
why you hostile if we're the same bro?

[dark beef]
Oh
See all those things that you got on your pants
like 2 on the sides and 2 cover the ass

[beef]
you talking bout pockets?

[dark beef]
yeah. we don't got that

[beef]
no pockets? that's nonsense

I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it yo
I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it
Here we go
I’m in my pocket
In my pocket, I’mma rock it
There’s no way that I could stop it
I just rock it from my pocket, yo!

Muscle Laughing Shrimp [Beefy, tanner4105] - Pockets (ft. Twill Distilled)

🖥️⌨️👨‍💻💽👩‍💻🖱️💻
KABUTO 🐴
Joey Z 6️⃣🕓
Selene 💋💋💋
Everybody 👪
BEAKER 👩‍💻🖱

[VERSE 1: KABUTO]
AY FAM YOU EVER USED A COMPUTER?
(YEA) (THAT SHITS FROM THE FUTURE)
WINDOWS OR MAC (WORD PROCESSOR)
FIRST PERSON SHOOTER (MUSIC PRODUCER)
LEMME INTRODUCE YA (WHAT IT IS) MEDIA, DATA, MINUTIAE
(COMPUTERS) CAN DO SHIT (LEMME SEE IT)
PARTITION A SECTOR AND IM GONNA BOOT YA
MAYBE LIKE '94 EVEN KABUTO YA DUDE WAS A NATURAL
MILLIE'S MATH HOUSE, MACPAINT
KIDPIX--DITHERED--A BLACK AND WHITE IISI APPLE
(WOOO) (SHIT WAS A CANVAS!)
(BARELY COULD READ) AND YET I COULD MANAGE
YALLS IS WATCHING SOME BARNEY
IM IN THE LAB MAKING MENTAL ADVANCEMENTS

[VERSE 2: JOEY Z]
(SHOUT OUT TO WINDOWS XP) 
(WORD TO MICROSOFT PAINT)
I WAS EDITING SPRITES INTO COMICAL FRAMES 
PRINTING PIXELS TO PAPER
TO TAKE EM TO SCHOOL
SHOWIN PANELS TO CLASSMATES
(WHO THOUGHT IT WAS LAME) DANG
BACK HOME TO THIS DAY LIKE CLICK (CLICK) (CLICK)
SHIFTING WAVEFORMS AROUND (TRYNA MAKE THINGS HIT)
AND I MADE FRIENDS AS WELL
COMPUTERS LET RAPPERS COLLAB FAST AS HELL
LOOK

[VERSE 3: SELENE]
I'M PACKARD BELL HOOKS (WITH THE THREE SHELLS) 
(CAME THROUGH WITH THE ZUGS) POKED OVER FOUR 90 MIL MAXWELLS
(RAM'S WELL PAST SHOOK) (LIKE HALFWAY QUAKE'D)
MAKE MY AUTOEXEC.BATGIRL FACE 
AT CONSTABLE'S GATE, GOT D'SPARIL'S HEART 
WITH APPLIANCES TAKING TO FLIGHT (WHEN THE DARK HITS)
(FLEX LIKE A K56) (SHIT'S EASY)
ROCK A TCP/IP FREELEY. BELIEVE ME.

[CHORUS]
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN (COMPUTERS...DAMN...)
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE (COMPUTERS, WOOOO
YALL EVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS?!!!
(YEAH I HEARD OF COMPUTERS!!)
YALL NEVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS! I DID!
(WE HEARD THAT SHITS FROM THE FUTURE!!)
YALL EVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS?
(MACHINES THAT NEVER MAKE MISSTEPS!!!!)
YALL EVER HEARD OF A CHIPSET?
(THAT SHITS MAKIN DICKS HARD AND CLITS WET!!!)
I’M NOT SAYING THAT!

[VERSE 4: SELENE]
THIS HETEROPHOBIC POWER USER STAYS
BOTTOMING OUT AT THE TOP OF YOUR BLOCK CHAIN 
(THERE’S ONLY TWO LANES) I’LL TAKE THE MEDIAN AVE 
OF YOUR INFO HI-WAY (WAVING GOODBYE AS YOU CRASH)
OVERRIDE, BRO, I TOLD YOU I’M BAD
TO THE BAREBONES BUILD (ZERO CHILL BEING HAD)
PLUS SKILLED WITH THE CRAFT (LIKE THE WAR OR THE STAR KIND?)
THE ANSWER IS YES, EVEN MORE SO WITH MINE

[VERSE 5: JOEY Z]
FUCK TRYNA DO ANY MENTAL GYMNASTICS OR MATH
(WHY?) GOT COMPUTERS FOR THAT (RIGHT)
YOUR PHONE'S A COMPUTER TOO! (TIGHT)
WHEN THE COMPUTERS WAKE UP WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY GON DO TO YOU
AAAAAAAAAAA
(JOEY Z, CALM DOWN) I AM BEING CALM
(THATS JUST HOW HE SOUNDS)
WHEN IM FUCKING AROUND ON THEM STREAMS TALKING SHIT ON YOUR SONGS
(YOU PROBABLY OUGHTA GET YOUR MOUSE CHECKED OUT)

[VERSE 6: KABUTO]
AND YALL RAPPERS OUGHTA GET YOUR MOUTH CHECKED OUT
WANT SOME RESPECT IN THE NEXT ROUND (I BET)
THEN SHOW SOME FUCKING RESPECT FOR THE CRAFT
(KABUTO AINT STICKIN HIS NECK OUT) BET
MP3S X'ED OUT (BET) GRAB A WACK DISC AND EJECT OUT
(RAP WITH MY CHEST OUT)
SHOUT TO YOUNG ME ON ASKJEEVES TRYNA SEARCH JANET J WITH HER BREAST OUT
(DONT DO THAT!)

[CHORUS]
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN, COMPUTERS, MAN
COMPUTERS, MAN (COMPUTERS...DAMN...)
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE, COMPUTERS, DUDE
COMPUTERS, DUDE (COMPUTERS, WOOOO)
YALL EVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS?!!!
(YEAH I HEARD OF COMPUTERS!!)
YALL NEVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS! I DID!
(WE HEARD THAT SHITS FROM THE FUTURE!!)
YALL EVER HEARD OF COMPUTERS?
(MACHINES THAT NEVER MAKE MISSTEPS!!!!)
YALL EVER HEARD OF A CHIPSET?
(THAT SHITS MAKIN DICKS HARD AND CLITS WET!!!)
(YEAH YALL STILL CANT SAY THAT.)

[BRIDGE]
COMPUTERS

[VERSE 7: SELENE]
LIKE 01000110
(PAYING SOME RESPECTS TO SOME LONG LOST HERO)
EXCEPT BITCOIN’S IN RETROGRADE (SELENE, WHATCHA DOIN?)
HOCKIN NFTS FOR TRACKS BEAKER’S BEEN PRODUCING

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto, Beaker] Yall Ever Heard of Computers (ft. feat Joey Z & Selene)

(Skeptik)
I remember playing all night and splitting the screen/
The CRT’s glow kept us calm and serene/
Controller green, neon to boot/
Three handles to hold and it’s see through too/
(OnlyOneRonin)
Never been to a LAN party? Unreal/
Tournament with the shock gun. Done deal/
(Danny G)
Was once a game, now it turns wheels/ 
backbone of Yoshi and the war of gears/ 
wanna kill some spare time with Kirby air ride/ 
Glide thru on Hydra, and fly thru space time/
(OnlyOneRonin)
I got time, but dont rush me/
Got dropped in the middle map playing pubg/
(Skeptik)
I got two multi taps and eight remotes/
Control a whole team in Madden, yeah, we’re doing the most/
Pillar to post, we could make a whole roster/
In No Mercy in no time, of justice league imposters/


(Hook)
Hop on the couch, you got your controller?
Inch by inch we push even closer
Shoulder to shoulder, we few are soldiers
Multiplayer madness let’s never get older
Plugged in and ready to play/
Ten hours passed now it’s the next day/
Hanging out with the crew in our favorite games/
Looking for something to slay


(Danny G)
Fresh double As, so I know we all able/
no need for tables, grab the link cable/
Give me the onyx, no one can stop this/
Haunter to gengar - boldore to gigalith/
metal coat warps the helix, simple rock turns to steeling
Gotta have friends to evolve that feebas
Four sword adventure on cartridge or cube disc
I feel this pikmin in the palm of my hand
Toss this plant based being to my fam
Double dash back to shield grab on castle
Hyrule Smash Bros time splitting hassle/
All night long we stuck on Nintendo
Soda and chips till we all decrescendo


(OnlyOneRonin)
Knock knock
(Who's there?)
Knock out
(Knock out who?)
Knock out in the city
Don't drop the ball in a fight
Unless you wanna be the fall guy
It's not all hype
When you're winning
Gunrock with the 3 stone power
If I Hit you
rag doll like the bouncer
Counter if you have to
But gotta inkling
Imma splat you
Atchu
Not a sneeze, but a tweet
Getting kinda hungry
Guess I gotta eat
Put me in a cage in a free for all
Hard-core battle with a pokeball




(Skeptik)
Laptop guns, an assload of fun, pass snacks around, lemme grab that one/
I’ll never ease off to give esteem a bump, in a team death match there’s no runner up/
I raise the height of my jump with a rocket Sam, serious/
Play fast and furious and pass out delirious/
Not everything you want in life will be easy,
check the cow level if you don’t believe me/
Warrior need food, warrior queasy, warrior wonders if he’s being too needy/
Companions and quests go hand in hand,
So let’s clear this game and hit Funcoland/
I even heard  they got a brand new Dreamcast demo stand 


(Outdo)
Hop on the couch, you got your controller?/
Inch by inch we push even closer/
Shoulder to shoulder, we few are soldiers/
Multiplayer madness let’s never get older/

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] Multiplayer Madness (ft. OnlyOneRonin)

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)

My Big Ups Mantra Vs. Battle Scars Lyrics


Hobbes (Verse 1A):

I'm dope - customized an island it still floats/

Hard to cope - for a minute I lost hope/

Now I'm macho man elbow drop off the top rope/

Combinacion cabron while in line at a Costco./


Tia (Verse 1B):
Well, that went smoothly, watched too many Zombie movies
This boat feeling groovy, let me dip in the Jacuzzi
Ride the track like a buoy, I turn over a new leaf
We see the beauty when we cruising, as we’re passing by a nude beach

John (Verse 1C): 

Real sick for awhile, bounced back/

Story ain't over though, time for the soundtrack/

Keep fighting back at 100 miles an hour/

Category 5 hurricane: win-powered


Hobbes (Verse 1D): 

I got soul, determinations colossal

Easing riding down a street full of potholes

Consoles corroding throw it out with the compost

Fresh new system shared to all like a bot post


HOOK

Just Here To Say

Thank You For Being Dope

(Yeah to you in the mirror x2)

My Big Ups Montra Versus Battle Scars


Tia (Verse 2A):
Let it air out, like fly quotes of survival
It’s an elegant signpost, when we sowing our wild oats
It’s a view that’s unrivaled, while we rock the recital
We don’t just ride the wave, we restoring the ‘tidal’


John (Verse 2B):

I feel this peace inside my soul

I think I finally got control

Vibes are flowin like the 

Waterfalls, and love is all I know


Hobbes (Verse 2C): 
I keep it going full steam; on the mic I’m beastie

Beastly with the rhymes;body fools like Beaksley

Been doin this for years haven’t reached my peak, see

The thing about me is I keep believing



Tia (Verse 2D):
No malice present, this vessel of emotion,

But I cannot find a word to say, This feeling of desertion,

I look to the sky, the birds sing and clouds dancing,

The stars aligned together, like a trance of romancing

 

HOOK 


John (Verse 3A):

Alright, let’s show some love…


You’re the voice that can conquer my world, you’re the 

Kiss that can calm all the raging seas of anxieties
Fighting me, silently subsiding these reprising

Dreams… Beautiful, thanks for finding me


Hobbes (Verse 3B)

Get on the stage, can't do it without you

Thank you for being a friend, no doubt crew

And family coming first, nothing but love in the verse

Cruising on this voyage of personal learning


Tia (Verse 3C):
Fortune as it seems, has the sweet taste of fate,

The coin that lands on edge, That presumes to make its date,

There’s a joy in the gift of bliss, a twist of a persistent kiss 
Celebrating tenderness, amidst adventurous interests...


John (Verse 3D):

Everyone listening, whether you’re tired,

Feeling overwhelmed or completely uninspired:

We’ll celebrate together, as the world opens for us.

Love Hacknslash, Prowess, and the boys from Dappersaurus

Dappersaurus - My Big Ups Mantra VS Battle Scars (ft. Johnny Hacknslash & Prowess the Testament)

Verse 1 
Ensign Hall...personal log

Been a 3 month deployment in deep space
And I need some enjoyment at a clean pace 
You know, a bunch of babes and beefcakes
where the beats break so hard it make my feet shake (Risa!)
The works been hard -   guess we did somethin right! 
ready to have fun tonight -  yo Ryako, what’s it like?

It’s like paradise, I swear that it’s nice
And by nice, I mean naughty 
You should take my advice
And go for a visit if you need some action
The holodeck can only give you half the satisfaction
  
Guess you're right, time for the full monty
Allllll night you'll have to pull 'em off me
Whoa, cowboy! You first need a horga'hn
A statue you display if you’re in need of a hard on
Lieutenant! Captain Sparks sure knows how to   pick 'em 
But you clocked me right, ready to lick 'em and stick 'em
Let’s go to Risa, it’s a planet made for pleasure
You can party hard and get it on at your leisure


CHORUS

Shore leave, and we’ve earned it
There’s a statue in my pocket and no phasers in sight
Shore leave, and we’ve earned it
Getting that jamaharon all day and all night
Jamaharon x4



Verse 2

Okay, Ensign Hall! Are you ready for some fun?
You should whip out that horga’hn to attract someone  
Let’s sit by the pool with our statues on display
Relax, I’m sure someone will be on their way 
Oh my god, there’s a hot blonde staring right at me
He’s got blue eyes and he’s 6’3”
Jesus, those abs are hard as a rock
And he’s got big feet, so I bet he’s got a big--- 
Stop...maybe let me at him first
Or you ‘bout to pull rank and live free with yer thirst?
Okay okay, you should do what entice
Plus his homegirl right there is lookin real nice
And they so, so  interested in all the things we like
Like going back to their p  lace to live our best life

Got a penthouse, They’re rich, I assume
Walk through the door
Wait, this doesn’t look like a room!
      
It’s a trap! (wrong fandom) these folks really seemed like the nicest
One thing’s for sure, captain sparks ain’t gonna like this


********
BREAKDOWN
********

Oh It’s all fun until you lose all your gear and get your jewels run

I expected this kind of shit from you ensign
For weeks I could smell the sexual tension; Butthole clenchin
Not to mention; I saw your holodeck logs and damn son
I have no idea where that pornhub holo program even came from

lieutenant ryako, I don’t even know what to say
How you gonna go and lead my bro astray
You shoulda know this shit was mayday
The minute you put that hor gan on display

you knew better, Hall; So Ryako won’t take the whole fall
I could have you out of Star fleet; With one sub space phone call
So you can take some sort of heat too; Wait, too late huh?
Thinking w your cock Got it burnin don’t it? Better call phlox

And then there’s the mugging; you went and got all your gear took?
And when I show this report to the admiral
How you think that’s gonna look?

After this disaster; you’ll both spend the next three cycles scrubbing
plasma reactors
Not to mention the factor; One minor complicator
That we can’t seem to find 
EITHER OF YOUR GOD DAMNED COMMUNICATORS

AND WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOUR PANTS

WHAT DO YOU HAVE TO SAY FOR YOURSELVES




FINAL CHORUS

Shore leave, and we’ve earned it
There’s a statue in my pocket and no phasers in sight
Shore leave, and we’ve earned it
Getting that jamaharon all day and all night
Jamaharon x4

[#%^] - Ensign's Holiday (Where the Fuck Are My Pants) (ft. Ryako)

30 second intro.
Ardamus: check it check it check it….it goes like this….XOC is in the house….Vincent E.L. they're in the house...Ardamus I'm in the house….Point Seven 5 we're in the house and….(intro fades)


(Intro fades. Then intro of beat drops)
(Banter from Vincent E. L. and XOC? Optional)


Chorus:
Ardamus: I'm celebratin' elevating other paths
Never settle fo.r the medal when the devil stab a brotha's back
Break the bank, break it down but dont break ya neck
You can take a chill pill still while you take the check 
XOC: -Everything is changing I’m no longer what I thought about, 
steady rearranging, the complaining getting smothered out,
 begging for forgiveness, those are things I do not talk about,
 burying my past, take my future on another route -
Vincent E. L.:I've been depressed of late and estimate 
it's not my last time feeling less than great, 
but as I investigate my mind in its present state, 
I guess you could say it's better than yesterday. Arda, you good? 
A: Damn right, I'm good. Yo XO are you good? 
X: Damn right, I'm good. E. L. are you good?
V: All things considered, I'm good.
All: damn right yo it's still all good




Verses pt. 1
X:-Blessed be my day, cause I finally could say so, 
blessed be my day, I no longer have to lay low,
 blessed be my day cause it’s looking like a new one, 
finally can say I made it out of the confusion
A:Illusion, Enforced vision of course hit em'
core twitchin' rewired my whole support system
Hundid percent, come get me, run efficiently 
sippin' rum, having some epiphanies
V: Just when I think I've forgotten how to write, 
and any other thought is out of sight and inspiration's not about to strike, 
I hear this sound, and it's like I'm surrounded by 
astounding amounts to type and signs that life is finally right. 


Chorus:
Ardamus: I'm celebratin' elevating other paths
Never settle for the medal when the devil stab a brotha's back
Break the bank, break it down but dont break ya neck
You can take a chill pill still while you take the check 
XOC: -Everything is changing I’m no longer what I thought about, 
steady rearranging, the complaining getting smothered out,
 begging for forgiveness, those are things I do not talk about,
 burying my past, take my future on another route -
Vincent E. L.:I've been depressed of late and estimate 
it's not my last time feeling less than great, 
but as I investigate my mind in its present state, 
I guess you could say it's better than yesterday. Arda, you good? 
A: Damn right, I'm good. Yo XO are you good? 
X: Damn right, I'm good. E. L. are you good?
V: All things considered, I'm good.
All: damn right yo it's still all good


Verses pt. 2
V: It's a new dawn, new day, new life, 
loose ties turn to tight bonds when the glue dries. 
Up ahead, a promise of blue skies, 
as long as I choose wisely as I deduce where the truth lies.  
X:-Vision the imagery, 
talk about the balance and the symmetry,
Witness an existence with a past they planted into me,
Started as a child, when they promptly ran it into me,
You kidding me, left me here with years to fight the misery
A:- Oozin' out my pores, blood and sweat
Held back the tears with enough regrets
I'm slowin' down, speedin' up, the revelation
Happens everytime around the team when we're….

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] - Still All Good (ft. XOC)

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

VPC7 Round 5

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

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

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.

dubldragon. [Skeptik, Danny G] Multiplayer Madness (ft. OnlyOneRonin)

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