ROUND'S HEROES EP available on all streaming services including Bandcamp @ https://damnselene.com/album/rounds-heroes

The rest of the songs on this list after the first four are our submissions for the 7th Nerdcore Vocalist Producer Challenge. More info @ https://nerdcorevpc.com/artists/extradial/

EXTRADIAL TRACKS

This is it. The time is now.
All the planning, all of the training, all of the sacrifices you've made have all been for this. Hours writing bars, mixing stems and vocals, animating. And now…

Everyone wants to take it from you.

Will you let them? Will your legacy be snatched by someone else, or will you be the main character in this story?
It's up to you.

But make no mistakes -- you aren't the hero.
But are you the sidekick? An antihero? The villain? The talking sword? The white whale? The Bebop? Someone else? That's up to you.

Anything But the Hero Challenge Criteria:
3 minute maximum length

Vocalist Challenge(s):
must rap from a fandom perspective that is NOT the hero
must use multis

Producer Challenge(s):
must use vocalist sfx or clip built into the beat
must sample the source material

Artwork Challenge:
Fan Art!

VPC7 Round One - Anything But the Hero

VPC7 R1: Anything But The Hero (Top to Bottom)

VPC7 ALL TRACKS

howdy, sport. is your father home? pass the phone along, please
that proper patriarch can push me up against the family tree
meet your new step parent, tiger, how’s the home been?
cause I’m about to come in like a wrecking ball and own shit

bone picking daddy whacker, give your papa back pains
slow grinds to jack hammers, whatever the man craves
whether shins down, on my tummy, back, or eyes
I have come to bring the thunder to his flat, vanilla sky

cause I’m fly like Norrin Radd, known to flirt with hella dads
tell your mom I’d relish bad romance with her better half
the last laugh is decent, the preceding scream is best
pour that sugar from the bottle neck directly on my chest

I confess, I’ve overreached but repentance is my mission
tell me papa don’t preach, but I’ve found my new religion
because the school is back in session for a lesson in some hard knocks,
a silver fox in charge of this chicken headed heart throb

HIDE YOUR FUCKING HIDE YOUR FUCKING
HIDE YOUR FUCKING FATHERS
HIDE YOUR FUCKING FATHERS, KID
HIDE YOUR FUCKING DADS
HIDE YOUR FUCKING HIDE YOUR FUCKING
HIDE YOUR FUCKING (daddy)
HIDE YOUR FUCKING FATHERS, KID
HIDE YOUR FUCKING DADS

we can beat around the bush or get “straight” to the bottom
drop bikini line and sinker, with a single hook I’ve caught him
got a problem with my plumbing but your pops is on top of it
big dad energy in liquid form, harvested

…

how’ve you been, slugger? miss your daddy in a bad way?
he’s puttin in that overtime and coming for that back pay
late nights, calves strained, sweat levels flu-like
he’s my Al Borland and it’s always fucking Tool Time

I know that he's a family guy, I'll keep the oven warm
till he comes home from work, then I'll take him to the floor
inform Honey Bear Sr. bout my five finger discount
if he ain’t reached his full potential, guarantee I’ll pull it out

about to carpe mentula, from frenulum to scruff
then he can slide into my dm’s cause I’m slippery when wet enough
I’m tough but he can tenderize and marinate my brisket
put the grill on high heat and flip me over every twenty minutes

this is super villain shit, where heroes gets seduced
he's the Bruce to my Selina on the rooftops in leather suits
the way we move’s an art-form, the painting’s great for stress
and we’re guaranteed to sketch it out in fifty shades or less

HIDE YOUR FUCKING HIDE YOUR FUCKING
HIDE YOUR FUCKING FATHERS
HIDE YOUR FUCKING FATHERS, KID
HIDE YOUR FUCKING DADS
HIDE YOUR FUCKING HIDE YOUR FUCKING
HIDE YOUR FUCKING (daddy)

we can beat around the bush or get “straight” to the bottom
drop bikini line and sinker, with a single hook I’ve caught him
got a problem with my plumbing but your pops is on top of it
big dad energy in liquid form, harvested

VPC 7 Round 0

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] -  POFF(glucosisedso reprise)

Dial an extra fino grove, it’s danger hella flex skirt
Hella extra dial a danger final grovel excerpt ~
Tex-Mex text chain grotto w/ the sexperts
Mile high vinyl spinach, gobbling the next verse

hella fine extra dialer groveling for danger
nevermind the flex I'm just repelling my containers
been assigned generic but chimeric's more the nature
too hangry for the gameplay to wait for formal wagers

(This one's for the) playlists of the poor, insane, and sorta gay kids
The ordinary ordinateur is overrated
We co-ordinated in order to make a statement of intent
To live in your head without paying rent

alpine intent, pitch shift the tent.
Witch niche, which itch I scratch you lament?
Cauldron collider, mint julep cement You’re
Tuned in to humyns with punitive gems in a


EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

harder to pronounce and yet the crowds are bound to quote this

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

Big fire trucks! BIG BOY FIRE TRUCKS!

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

If you say the word then we emerging like the locust

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS


rhyme better, gooder, greater than your homophobic favourites
while hater haters fight to cancel cancel culture's basis
we place in first through third, absurd at nerdery with faces
all bases covered but we’re running buttered, based, and naked

OK kids, pick up all your play things, put em in their
Places, I don't want to trip down the stairs to the
Basement. Laser vision surgery should give you cutting
Gazes... if looks could k~ill.

I would be Ghengis, freak among us
Feed the fungus, meet the tempest
I’m the dampest, moisten, emphasis
To chungus lips in umbrage, and

thicc circumference thanks to drops from needle point
quick to bludgeon, upward thrusts till freedom’s scored
endorse ends, defenses of means leave me bored
but if we’re friends I guess you can pretend that you’re


EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

Big fire trucks! BIG BOY FIRE TRUCKS!

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

If you say the word then we emerging like some locusts

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

harder to pronounce and yet the crowds are bound to quote this

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS



Three duos, two members each, so there's four of us
Right? Verses and choruses tight.
Cerberus orifice bite, observers in
Forests at night - us versus deplorables,

Fight! as fedoras ignore us in forums, and bore us with
Quorums endorsing abhorrent embarrassments
Parody, apparently paradise lost in america.
Soften your character.

there in the fine print, a finger for mine, prince
your highness, my low down, there’s sex in our violence
timeless, I guess, or at least losing track and not pressed
except in the literal sense?

BONK! Thousand years horny jail for motherrr
What an incredible smell you've discoverrrrred
Blow me like the cover of a plainclothes provocateur
Future so bright we need rainbow binoculars


unexplained by philosophers, prophets, or any historical precedent, there was no way to read the bones until they had long since been bleached by the passing suns. what survivors remained spoke of massive advancements of three giants upon the back of a lizard with fists like hammers whose tongues flashed like guns…

THEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYY’RRREEEEEE

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

If you say the word then we emerging like some locusts

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

harder to pronounce and yet the crowds are bound to quote this

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

Big fire trucks! BIG BOY FIRE TRUCKS!

EXTRAHELEDANGERDIALPHINOGROVE-A-DOCIOUS

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - BL3ND3D F@M ft. navi & Jesse Dangerously

Fandom: Steven Universe
Character: Spinel


Ohhhh steeeeven haha!
You weren’t always a powerful hero were you?
Hmhnhm hahhahahaHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA

You did this 
YOU ASKED FOR IT
Threw your friend on the backboard
Now we’ve fast forward
Just imagine if back then
Wan’t a sad story/
Wouldnt be kin to ya other friends
Ya mother then
Turned into some love oven
It must have been
Weird
It was so sudden
But I don’t CARE 
Cause I’m here to help you do something
Show you how it feels 
Turn your friends to NOTHING
(But little Steven saved the world
And now space is safe
No more gems are gonna come 
And invade this place)
EEEEVERYONE FORGOT SPINEL
SO ILL TAKE THEIR PLACE
ERASE YOUR FATES
AND TURN THE GEMS TO PAPER WEIGHTS
*steven* [can you tell us who she is]
Oh well my mistake
My feet combined with vines for your diamonds sake
Who am I? 
Spinel
Whatau even sayin
I’m the loser to the game you didn’t know you’were playin
*pearl* [it can’t be...]
Oohohooo
It’s can be, and it is!
I got a new style~
And a few new TOYS
That are gonna put an end to your happily ever after
ONCE AND FOR ALL!

HOOK
That’s right, I heard the story over and over again
Gee it’s swell to finally meet her other friends
Ooooo that’s right I heard the story
Don’t really like how it ennnds
Gee it’s swell to finally meet (beat) her other friends

SKIT
Yo aiight, timeout. Spinel?!
(WHAT?!)
What about Nerdcore VPC?! Like... shouldn’t we be targeting them?
(Hohoho. that’s easy I can crush them after I get Steven....)
But.. what about Osiris
(Hahahah!! I’m the LEAST concerned about that one!! HAHAHAHA)

I’m so flattered that you liked the old me,
Totally innocent, HA YOUR PHONY!!
YOU DONT KNOW WHAT ITS LIKE to be left and lonely 
Messed up so deep
Stressed and so weak
NO you were plaaanin to re-wipe my memories
It’s WORSE when your frieends are your rightful enemies 
I CURSE all you gems and your spiteful energy
The true kind of love s’what I had
NOW LOOK AT ME

injector will kill everyone
I hate them
Protect your real friends
Careless with your fake ones
Ya stupid songs not gonna 
Change my fate so
I swear I hate you
I SWEAR I HATE YOU
You change for the better
I change and I fall
I’m deranged so whatever
I’ll never be called
and I still miss her face
Pink why are you gone
Wasn’t good enough for you
Now I’m not good all

Hhehehe thats funny, right?
At least you found me entertaining
You actually like me?
Didn’t you?
*sobs*
What am I doing?....
Why do I want to hurt you so bad??
Im supposed to be your friend...
I just wanna be your friend...

Wait. 

HOOK

VPC 7 Round 1

Vessels of Light [CreateLadyJ, Cam3] - Other Friends

Fandom: Kiki's Delivery Service
Character for Round 1: Jiji the cat

Clear the air
I’m coming with long tail
Can’t you see my contrail
Through the violet sky
I’m here I’m there
I’m faster than a comet
Call me and I’m on it
If it’s rain or shine
And the honeys are all buzzin
And they phone me by the dozen
Sayin come around to my place soon
Cuz I’m the best that you can get an’
If you’re into heavy pettin
You can bet that I’ll be gettin on my broom, on my broom

Call Jiji’s delivery service 
Call Jiji’s delivery service 
Jiji’s delivery service 
I'm comin to you

Reach out
I got the right equipment
For bringing you a shipment
Like a magic spell
I'm free now
I’m flying like a tomcat
And you know I’m pouncing on that
You never had it this well
Cuz I’m rakin in the riches
And I’m catchin all the witches
Gonna make the best of all nine lives
And you know that I’m a giver
You just call and I’ll deliver
Honey look up in the sky you’ll wonder how time flies

Call Jiji’s delivery service (comin to you)
Call Jiji’s delivery service (ya know what we do)
Call Jiji’s delivery service (comin to you)
I’m comin to you

You don’t need any other
You can take me home to mother
And she’ll say that I’m a real sweet pet
So say goodbye to those guys
Straighter than the crow flies
Ready and I’m set, and you ain’t seen nothing yet

Call Jiji’s delivery service (comin to you)
Jiji’s delivery service (ya know what we do)
Call Jiji’s delivery service (comin to you)
Jiji’s delivery service (Same-day air)
Jiji’s delivery service (I’ll be right there)
Jiji’s delivery service (Yeah I’ll be right there)
Jiji’s delivery service
I’m comin to you

Sleater-Kitty [MC117, Klopfenpop] - Jiji's Delivery Service

Fandom: The Dark Crystal 
Character: The Skeksis

VERSE I
MUST LOVE DOGS, MUST USE MULTIS
IM A MUPPET, PLUS MY WHOLE VIBE MUCH TOO CULTY
YOU GULLY? YOU GROTTAN, YOU ROTTEN, YOU MUSTY
YOU MUST BE, YOU WANT ME ON YOUR BEATS?! DON'T INSULT ME
YA GIRL LOOK LIKE AUGHRA
YOU CUCKS PROLLY OUGHTA-- ALL OF YA--WONDER IF I FUCKED THE ALL-MAUDRA
WE GODS AND WE MONSTERS, YOU ALL GETTIN STOMPED UP
YALL FORGOT I GOT SKEKMAL IN THE ROSTER
KID, IMMA SINK YOU LIKE THE BIS TO THE MARCK
YOU A BITCH AND A MARK, MY CRYSTAL IS DARK
MY JERRLY IS INFINITE, INTRICATE, SHARP
FEAST WHILE YOU DRINK FIZZGIG PISS IN THE DARK
AND FROM ME AINT NO SYMPATHY GATHERED
YOU A SIMP, IMMA BURN YOU INTO CINDERS AND ASHES
IMMA SHIT ON YOU BASTARDS, THE RITUAL MASTER
SHIT, EVERY LAST MINUTE THAT IM SPITTIN IM BLASTED
YOU'RE PLASTERED, THINKIN THAT YOUR DISS'LL WIN EM OVER?
IM THINKIN THATS A MISS, YOU AINT SHIT WHEN YOU SOBER
I GUESS THEY NEVER MISS HUH
MISSED THE LAST DECADE OF NERDCORE, I AINT MISS MUCH
SMOKING BLOOKA ROOT
YOU LISTEN TO FETT'S VETTE, I LISTEN TO BAZOOKA TOOTH
SKEKBUTO, THE AVIREX SKEKSIS
GOT A ARMALIG THAT PULL THE LEXUS

HOOK
AND I DON'T MAKE CONCEPT TRACKS, I'M A CONCEPT
RAP WITH A CONDOR HEAD FROM YOUR MOM'S BED
(BOMB SHIT) YES, SIP HER ESSENCE, PROLONG SHIT
YON SKEK CALL IN GARTHIM, NOT A BOMB THREAT
PLUS, FUCK A THRA, AUGHRA, FUCK A GELFLING
VULTURE CLAW SWIPE RIGHT, NICE, FUCK A GELFLING
SOMETHING ELSE NOT FROM YOUR PLANET THAT LANDED
DEMANDED TO GET SHIT--AND GET WHAT'S DEMANDED

VERSE II
AND WE LANDED, AS IN, GOT THE LAND
SO WE ASK AND YOU ANSWERED, NOBODY'S SAYING DAMN SHIT
RANCID, ONE STEP FROM CANNIBALIST ANIMUS
FEASTIN ON A POD PEEP PIECE LIT BY CANDLESTICKS
NEXT, SKEKTEK TEXT "CHECK THE ANALYSIS"
GRAB A CASTLE GUARD TAP EM HARD FOR DIALYSIS
BETTER LIVING LONG LIFE (TIGHT) BIGGER PHALLUSES
(HYPE) CHILL IN CAVERNOUS MAD CRYSTAL PALACES
AND YOU VALOROUS, TRYNA BE MORALITOUS
SAD HOW THE WHOLE VAPRA POWER SITCH IS COUNTERFEIT
ACCURATE, SNAPPIN WHEN I STAB U WITH A MASSIVE SHIV
SAVAGE SHIT, PLUS THE COLOR PALETTE IS ANALAGOUS
BLACK MOLD WITH A LITTLE BIT OF JACK MODE
ACTING ATAXIC, I'M NASTY, I RAP SLOW
BRASH OLD MASKED-UP BASTARD WITH CASH FLOW
BACKS BLOWN, SNAGGLETOOTH GRIN LIKE A GLASGOW
AND YOU WACK BRO
TALKIN BOUT SKILLS, GRACE, TASTE WHEN YOU LACK THOSE
TELL A GRUENAK TO GET THE VIALS AND WE STASH THOSE
GOT A DUAL GLAIVE? BRAVE, SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASSHOLE
I'M MASTERFUL

Muppet Ronin [Kabuto the Python and Beaker Sullivan] - Fizzgig Piss

Fandom: Baki
Character:  Yujiro Hanma 

Yujiro
(Demon In The Back)


Intro/Bridge:
I think y’all funny/ I like y’all bloody/
I keep my shoes muddy/ Shit bout to get ugly/
Ima lion out the cage and i’m feelin jah hungry/
A savage for the ages, here to take my money/

Hook: 2x
Bitch I ain’t no hero, 
(Demon In The Back)
They call me Yujiro/
(Demon In The Back)
Alias is Ogre/
(Demon In The Back)
 Against me then its over/ 
(Demon In The Back)

Verse1: 
Kill all of your soldiers, ima one man army/
You can try to use guns, y’all weapons can’t harm me/
If you think you can stop me, than we can party/
This is not sparring, I am not Baki/
It could be karate, it will be boxing/
When the pain hits you, it is not stopping/
If you do not know me, than do not approach me/
I’ll tear out your eye just like Doppo Orochi/
You bleeding out slowly, and laying below me/
Said you was a fighter you gotta be joking/
Looks to me like you need way more experience/
Traveled the world, spread out my lineage/ 
Winnings continuous, 
Fuck all your titles, I beat all the Kios, 
Bitch, I am Survival!/





Bridge:
I think y’all funny/ 
(Demon In The Back Bruh)
I like y’all bloody/
(Demon In My Back Ya’ll)
I keep my shoes muddy/ 
(Demon In The Back Tho)
Shit bout to get ugly/
(Demon In The Back Yo)
Ima lion out the cage/
(Demon In The Back)
And i’m feelin jah hungry/
(Demon In The Back)
A savage for the ages/
(Demon In The Back)
Here to take my money/
(Demon In The Back)


Hook: 2x
Bitch I ain’t no hero, 
(Demon In The Back)
They call me Yujiro/
(Demon In The Back)
Alias is Ogre,
(Demon In The Back)
 Against me then its over/ 
(Demon In The Back)
Bitch I ain’t no hero/
They call me Yujiro/
Alias is Ogre/
Against me then its over/





END

VPC7, Round 1

Green Lotus [Osiris Green, RiotOnTheBeat] - Yujiro

Fandom: Steven Universe
Character: Spinel

playtime is a song written from the perspective of the character Spinel from Steven Universe the Movie, who in the film is brought to a place of anger from her feelings of abandonment and decides to take out her pain on those who the person she thought loved her had chosen instead.

----


That's right, I'm not the one to love
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

That's right, my Rose has thorns to spare
Chose from those who'd care, I didn't make the cut
Bright light's supposed to burn, so fair
Goes to show we shared unbidden cravings

But it's like time spent with gems depends
On whims and ends that tend to shift and bend for some
She'd lied but I played pretend because
(I thought we were best friends)

Such a clod to trust and want you
Ushered on through signs of threats
Hence rushed and got too much involved
You'd once upon new times for deference

Burned not read, deferred to death
While blurred intent left much distress
I learned instead, then heard he'd said 
(I love my friends)

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
And but a fool to dream
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
My solo losing team
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Some plaything you don't need
Implied that I was good enough
but that wasn't what you'd mean

--

I don't wanna play no more, forewarning
Know every available port is storming
Time to come and take what's yours
Performing hostilities for culpabilities you're ignoring

But I was so adorable, right? Your darling
Now I'm such horrible sight and starving
How durable is your world to blight? It's starting
Deplorable basket case not asking to bargain

Beg your pardon but the loneliest of stones hit the dark
In the garden where the only thing we'd grow is apart
Now I've hardened far too slowly, only known for the sharp bits
For audience of one heartless narcissist in charge

You're not her but hide behind a target shaped grin
You've prospered, denying me the cross I've beared since
Imposter! I've lost all so you could just exist?
Your roster's soon crossed off my to do justice list

--

That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Harm or be harmed it seems
That's right, I'm not the one to love 
Your turn to lose some things
That's right, I'm not the one to love
Now playtime's over, see?
Feels like now I'm not good at all
And I'm gonna watch you bleed

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - playtime

Fandom: Cowboy Bebop
Character: Jet Black

They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
Aye
This is my race
Aye
You will always be behind me


Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
No no
Don’t talk to me like I’m mad
Don’t do it

That’s a throwback for ya
Forget what I can do and it could go bad for ya
Been in the trenches building a rep
You know why they call me black dog
Not because I’m savage with the ladies. 
I won’t cap nah
But if you got baggage that you hate and
Need it tracked down
I got the squad to do it. It’s gravy
Put the cash down
Aye

Y’all hypin lil bro cuz he reckless
Okay
But we both borderline obsessive
Yeah
Look at me, I’m constantly progressing
He’s stuck in his past
And it’s sad


That’s why I’m the leader
I stay in my bag
I'm not the one. You gotta pay for the task
I’m Emeril Lagasse
If you in my posse
If you think I use too much flavor just ask

I stay on my Ragu I’m saucing
They know that it’s costly
To blip on my radar I’m fast
To turn a bounty into a pile of cash
Can’t trust many people
Cuz friendship is evil 
like Udai. Betrayal, it seems like a Fad
Being naive costs and arm and leg
If you’re lucky you might add some shine from the trash
You’ll catch the blues trying to hide when we track
And it goes like


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
This is my race
aye
You will always be behind me



If you’re on my bad side I’m a shark
Always been paper first even for pleasure
Want full pockets like I hit Spiders from Mars
Sometimes your circle is brilliant
But take too many risks hold order in high disregard

Constantly feel like I’m babysitting
Look I’m mean with the steel but I’ll slay the kitchen
Trip and I don’t need to act cause Faye can get you
Easy to feel secure when the lady’s Vicious
And that pun was intended
Respected so I just have fun with the system

Plus when I’m spittin
I glide on the track like it’s Astro (Astral)
Not talking bout Gate hackers. I’m past those
Grind hard. Look I hate slackers. I bag folks
Turn em in. Take the cake. After I dash though
Have fun. Raise the stakes. Gotta Make it stack mo’

Might try to gamble with the Woolongs
You can’t even handle what my GroupOn
Not talking discounts either. Full price up front or you gone
You want beef I’ll give you bell peppers to chew on

Keep it moving if you say my star could fall
I know losing people might be too hard for y’all
But I’ve been ditched I’ve been broken I’ve been scarred and all
Should have abandonment issues the way they’ve all run off

But I grieve when I grind
My heart’s gonna bleed every time
Til I find my peace still inside
That’s after I reach deep in my mind
My heart’ll catch the blues but I still remain a beast can't deny


They know me well 
My rep precedes me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

It’s show and tell
When they see me
I’m the best at what I do
Get a clue
Yeah yeah

You’re in my space
aye
Shipping my place
aye
You will always be behind me

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Show'NTell

Fandom: Star Trek deep cuts
Character: Khan Noonien Singh. 

SPACE SEED
[#%^] 


Woke up, knife to the docs throat
No fucks, others might have lost hope
But i’m a product of the best of the 90s
And I got the best of the best behind me


A descendant of the remnants of the great clans
I like a brave man who can make plans and take stands
A depraved band of snake hands won’t make it very far
In the these great lands


Great lands in need of a new make of a man
That’s me, you can check your fuckin brain scans
Before i burn your stuff into a waste land
I will learn enough to turn your luck quicker than fate can


Ten times your strength and my mind’s intense
End of the line been to the vine
Grew into wine, i spent a lifetime 
Then i went on take whatever is mine by divine intent
That’s everything
And now time is bent in my favor
You were not meant to understand my behavior
My awful capers from the past will make me an awesome savior 
For your own sins and perversions


History repeats itself, who wins in this version?
Khan
I can only give you a hint of the burden of what it is to be a superior build build of a person

[#%^] [MessiahCarey, Jared Sparks] - Space Seed

Fandom: Resident Evil 
Character: Albert Wesker

I know these noises of the dead are not the voices in my head
Keeping focused, staying stressed
Till they all get laid to rest
Is the T the violence virus? I'm the monster making bets
No solace sirens, silent tyrants celebrate with death (hey)
You are alone
Floundering in my control
You won't be making it home
Losing your soul
This mansion is more than I've shown
I'll lead you off on your own
Use you for combat data with no one to save ya
My experiments will chase ya, waste ya, taste ya flava
"Everyday, humans come one step closer to self destruction"
In many ways, I'm here to save them
They cannot see that they're puppets
And I alone, the master might control the world, I'm after
Global dominance, with power I'll evolve the bastards

Pull the strings of genes, make the fiends make em bleed
I don't think that they see, what I've done with T
Pull the strings of genes, make the fiends make em bleed
I don't think that they see, what I've done to me

Infect myself, I am no longer a human being
I am all powerful, I'm something you have never seen
This betrayal is the start, now you'll see the pain
"Sure, I'm not human anymore, but (just) look at the power (I've) gained!" 

Pull the strings of genes, make the fiends make em bleed
I don't think that they see what I've done with T
Pull the strings of genes, make the fiends make em bleed
I don't think that they see what I've done to me

Anti Hero [BVNE, El Diaz] - T

Fandom: The Little Mermaid
Character: Ursula

Intro:
Come with me down below
Sink into my catacombs
See how deep you will go
find the spot you'll call home        
forevermore


Verse 1:
This is Armageddon, be ready when karma beckons
This class is now in session, you need to learn your lesson
This Queen is not from heaven, but divine in my confessions
This connection of rejection has lead to my transgressions
You think you have control over how my life would go
You thought I would rot in your exiled onslaught
You think I'd be controlled by such veil souls
You thought you got the villain, [laugh] I think not 


Hook:
Enter my Leviathan
Won't you explore deep within
Don't be shy, Just let me in
Come and let us taste your sin


Verse 2:
Poor little creatures you are all now my possessions
Unfortunately your saviour will have to witness this lesson
Souls eventually endure tension, Seven, controlled like weapons
Nereid was my profession until you Sirened my aggression
Sweet child, it could be undone, but that's no fun, it's just begun
Flotsam, Jetsam, My poor henchmen, your defeat will be complete
My screams will leave you deafened, your souls are mine to keep
Remember this is Armageddon, now children it's time to eat

2 Cannonz [SirenSeraph, PSX] - In Memoriam of Flotsam and Jetsam

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

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

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...

VPC 7 Round 2

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

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.

VPC 7 Round 3

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

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….

VPC7 Round 4

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

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 Round 5

.5 Quartet [Vincent E.L., Ardamus] Emetographia feat. Klopfenpop

STÔRBOT

20 mil of dopamine, hoping for 'tonin
Sugar, spice, x-chem, essential components
Floating in the soup and loathing the moments
Where inner child proofing has encoded the openings

Ope. I'm a cope mech warrior all the sudden
With a stacked backburner, fats packed in the oven
Rock a few hundred pictogram minimum estro
Then cut off the source till it's squat on the andros

Flash in the pan, with a dash of the speed force
Coulda shoulda woulda but the book said I need more
Time for a life more aligned than assignments
With diamonds for hiding when climate's a shit storm

It just pours better when the blood stays in the bath
Water could be wetter, love bombs take care of that
Crafting a batch that'll pair with my whine
Many make do from scratch but the store brand's fine

It's delicious
Near religious
All the same, I'm
Barely satisfied

Garden of Ina
Through with Eden
Freely breathing
Barefoot and alive

I'ma teach ya how to make your life your own
Fly with teeth first to face and bite through stone
Drenched in ether, we leave the strife alone
Keep your preachers these purists strive to clone

At times I'm fine to go minus ultra
In spite of vultures my kind've suffered
Y'all stock your cupboards, we bare but molars
Await tweaks to measurements with tracking numbers

I come as I will be with healing on mail order
Doctors with borders keep gates on the corner
I rage at the former and push through the latter
While down with the move to make chutes out of ladders

Don't matter in the schemes of grandeur what the rules were
All bad bad but good enough for the Cool World
Animators drew with the dirtiest lines
Many make due from sketch but we trace just fine

It's delicious
Near religious
All the same, I'm
Barely satisfied

Garden of Ina
Through with Eden
Freely breathing
Barefoot and alive

Arrive at conclusions by step of the wind pipe
Down your illusions with prep kids all win fights
Tried just to bend I to fit scripts that pens write
Your friends like your gems, or I'd guess it depends, right?

Inside voices are abandoned for sport, kid
Decided on noise, no commandment endorsement
Of course all of yours keep a key close but we know
When a door stays closed then we're fine just to force it

Abort missions putting bubbles's precious norms at risk
Or tisk is doubled erupting in conflict
All the convict colonists with bodiless politics
Promise chronic intolerance but couldn't possibly stop this

You're a notch my bed knob, swept by the leg, guys
Never sympathize with devils or drop x height
Next time the hands y'all had nailed hold the line
We're due what's snatched, yours'll do just fine

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - STÔRBOT

Oh honey, you must be new with a bit too much to prove (OK)
Not funny like haha more like what are you even trying to do? (OK)
WATCH OUT, we got a bad ass here, eye roll react approved (OK)
HALF amusing, NAP inducing SNAFU (dude that's you) (OK)

Got a side eye like Heimdall for this entitled boy's deployed odd flex (OK)
Another Bateman/Durden/Sanchez/Fleck stan missing the point of the text (OK)
Just wanna hate fuck 808s on the first 8 dates no matter what that takes (OK)
Kindly back off the FACE, all of your BASE can take a trebuchet to SPACE (OK)

"Calm down it's a joke", right? Wanna poke out my eyes every time you type (OK)
You're a sapiosexual mayosapien mansplaining neophyte (OK)
Cause you KNOW you're toxic, flow like a faucet's stank like a late cracked egg (OK)
And I'm convinced I could do more for you with a ban hammer to the leg (OK)

You're a copypasta personified advocating for devils for sport (OK)
But your feelings don't care for facts so of course your reactions are oh so smort (OK)
Your swerving out lanes'll drive me to DRINK more taxing than painting it PINK (OK)
Not even mad as y'all mi  ght THINK but here's my Pay Pal link (OK)

ExtraDial [Damn Selene, lizardgrove] - playtime

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