"GONE" by The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0]
LYRICS:

I can’t believe, you and me… and this... tree…
Seeing stars corresponds to our his’tree.
Stuck on an island yet I just can’t see outside
Send up a signal in the hopes that you can give me a ride,
To the places that you go in your mind.

Staring in your general direction,
Your eyes fixed on the horizon, I
Know we can buy ourselves time,
If we can mobilize,
Coordinate insides,
Get coordinates States-side, ah, ha-ha!   [ =_( ]
We have to try, we have to try, oh-oh-oh!
If you and I, record it right then maybe we can
Chart atop the billboards while they
Chart a course to paint our story on

If we can get it going, going, going
Then we can get going, going, =GONE=

We wanna make it out of here
If we wanna make it out of here
Alive
We’ve got to collaborate
Our lab, low battery
Near midnight on Saturday
Not a lot of time
We wanna make it out of here
But no one makes it out of here alone
Message in a bottle going, going, going
So we can get going... =GONE=

VPC 7 Round 3

The Storytellers [The Paladxn, 0] - GONE

i done came down, more throwed than a discus
ran so much game i done tore my meniscus
it goes down like physics, my flows non-euclidean
my whip all black, i drive a chevrolet obsidian
- more numbers than lotto
call the police i got a stolen picasso
got a pet bald eagle and a stolen da vinci
pass the neosporin my trigger finger itchy
- pass the calamine lotion
i done swam across the ocean, i done came with that potion
cryin' in the whip i drive a chevrolet emotion
i done came with that quotient
your click gets divided, shit kinda quiet
jesse d bandcamp, you know imma pirate it
my flows, expensive like plywood
they salty bout the benz insignia on my hood

they say stroke, you need to cool it
but i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit
they say stroke, how do you do it
i say i'm BOMB, back on my bullshit

back on my bullshit, young stroke at your service
smokin' and sippin' imma tell you bout the herbalist
imma tell you bout the liquid, i'm sippin'
feelin' kinda tipsy, imma do somethin' risky
strip to my skivvies and i'm showin' naked spine
sweeney toad made the beat into a frankenstein
when streezy toad links up with king kong mega dong schlong
we'll drop a hit like thong song except ten times more strong
i'm unstoppable, like a zit unpoppable
photoshop's pissed 'cause streezy toad's uncroppable
the road called life, got obstacles and potholes
but i don't give a damn, poker game i'll not fold
diamond hand holder, flow so hot i smolder
keep the damn stash in the lisa frank folder
pop trunk in denver, close it down in boulder
haters listened to my song and turned 10 years older

Streezy Toad [Young Stroke Aka Young Muscle, Sweeney Toad] - B_O_M_B

we weren't the first people to make gorilla dick music but we made it listenable



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state of mind  jungle
haters fold and  they crumble
KKMDS SLAM ON ChEST 
OTHER RApPERS MANDIBLES MUMBLE

not wearing pants while rappin this
  homo habilis statuses DAMAGES
denisovian delinquincacy
deuterostome frequency
butthole albert einstein
traverse time with heavy kind and a fine wine
ALL RELATIVE MY RELATIVES
I asked the other homos they hella pissed
fuck the PORCINE WE SALIENT SAPIENS
 ouranopithecus better make amends


fight the monke
bite the monke
return to monke
show your junk (x2)
return to monke
jungle state of mind....

 Island gigantism weaponised obsidion
anti-encephalized to oblivion
opposable thumb in a vice grip
nice tip Pleistocene ice slip 
bonobo bo bo bo-bo sick
toxic time trip tik tok tik tik
house of deveolution cyborg gorilla 
try what you willa illgill a 
denosivian thrilla so uh
no skrilla for vanillas 
just jungle born killas
darwin can catch one for realla for realla
FOREHEAD SLOPE GANG GANG
 NEADRA WITH YOUR LAME LAME
CHECK THE FOSSILE RECORD WE AINT IN THE SAME GAME
or genus you genius
now help me dip my wick in this austrilopithicus you idiots

KKMDS [Ill Gill, Thugmasta J] - Jungle State of Mind

Man
Not an island
I never said goodbye and
I don't even know
You alive?
I stopped believing I'd still breathe in
Barely hanging on
Waves crashing around me
Feet in the sand
I always wanted to live at the beach
Here I stand
What did I do with my last year?
Smoke the weeds that grow and sit here
Funny how life just goes on and on
Even if everything stops
I could have existed alone anywhere
But this island prison
Monotonous walls of waves
Endlessly crashing every day
Whoosh
I tried to escape
At first it consumed me 
Like I consumed that barrel of rum
That I grabbed in the dark sea that saved my life
Or I thought it did
Before it tried to kill me
Hey, I got thirsty
I tried to build a raft
Signal with smoke
Hard to keep that up
Day after day when alone
So over and over, sunset, sunrise, rain or shine
- and it rains a lot here - 
I thought of the last thing I said to you as you left
So dumb
I guess you got the space you said you needed
and I have all the time in the world to replay it
You know that saying,
"If you got trapped on an island and could only bring..."
Well, I did and I got to bring everything
But everything? Not enough with no one
No one to love, with all of the stuff but
No one to point to the sun above
Setting over the most breathtaking horizon
So dumb
Losing you? My greatest fear
Now I have an island of everything
And I can't wish you here
I don't think I can live as an island for another year
Sorry, but
I can't do this for another year

Former Fat Boys [A Dinosaur, Hard Corey] - I Was An Island

Blockbuster rewind, VCR...prime...
tapes aligned on the shelf, snacks near the blinds, 
Behind, my dad with the membership stand in line, 
For the game I wanted to find, time around 8 or 9 
What I, embedded with, having a Sega Genesis, messages in my head, 
If I knew the time I invested in, question, if I wanted a side stroller or something to learn a lesson in, got the X-men, the rage quits worth mentioning

Word to the clerk, ...only for 2 days 
If you roll in after the 3rd the account fees will raise, 
higher than the lands appraised if it keeps acquiring at your age
Phone calls to the house, parents...enraged so...

Got home and started playing like a champ…
But forgot the next day I start to leave for summer camp, And that, for 6 weeks,
Much more than 2 days, 
The store now making calls, voicemails press-n-played…so…

**dastardly turntable glitch**
To persuade my dad return the game, but he forgot so the game case would lay, 
I come back and look with such a confusion, 
The game still there, no callers in the ID for solution…

Come to find out to the story there lies more, they tore down the plaza, and they had to close the store, rode past the lot and it really struck a chord, 
Cause I still got the rental and now I…34

-Hook-
Once in while it comes to my mind for the things that I went through, 
And then I wish that I could go back, and wish that everything would be brand new but…

i.o.u., i.o.u. Blockbuster, i.o.u. x2 

-End-

Fireproof [Mark Cooper, Prowess The Testament] - i.o.u.

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)

Don’t ignore yourself
If you find that you harbor a passion
That might treat you well
For a while, but it causes disaster
In the end of it all


In the end of it all
I hate that I ever paid mind to those who buried their intentions
They considered careers in the arts too unrealistic
I had good grades so a safer career obviously made sense to
Those who lived in fear of risk, but I listened


Once I embraced my ambition
I thought I’d finally begun to ascend and
Live out the dream I’d resisted


Life went and cut me off
How much would I have accomplished
If I never ran away from what lived in my heart


How many lives could I touch
If I just
Trusted myself and did my art


If you choose to pay attention
Please don’t miss out on your chance to 
Make your start




Don’t ignore yourself
If you find that you harbor a passion
That might treat you well
For a while, but it causes disaster
In the end of it all


In the end of it all
I don’t believe I ignored any call
I just waited too long to get involved
Don’t mimick me 
Getting stuck in Opinions of others
Then wishing 
That you never stalled


Believe in yourself and embrace every fall
when you get back up 
New knowledge will stack up
And buff you so now you can keep standing tall


I needed way too much validation
Eventually I stopped ignoring my fears I knew that I had to face them
I stopped suppressing negative emotions and decided to embrace them
But now I wonder if the phrase “too late”
can Evolve into "channeling greatness"?


Do better than me

Deshko [Kadesh Flow, Ryako] - Dont Ignore Yourself

Feet buried in the sand; feels like forever 

Writing letters saying please rescue sender 

Tend to spend my days – remembering 

Better day – coulda turned lemons to lemonade 

Just shoulda said no to the flight 

Trust in my pilot blinded my foresight 

Tried yellin when the plane veered off course 

The only thing that happened – my voice just got hoarse 

She said that sorta paranoia got ya thinking things 

Sensors on the panel all lit and flickering 

Altitude dropping – she needs the rush 

Drunk off the feeling even if it leaves me crushed 

Trust – when I call this situation a lose – lose 

Kill me softly with her song on her list of to-dos 

Engine sputtering, wings have some screws loose 

Last thing I remember she jumped with the parachute 

Dude, trapped in a catch 22 

Woke up on this island not having a clue 

Glass looked empty – used to swipe right to put some hope in it 

Now we drinking mai-tais outta coconuts 

Beach bummin – not so bad really 

One with the sun and the sand livin freely 

You ever sleep to the sound of the tide 

Island life got me feelin alright 

Retrospective has me taking a long look 

If I had a phone, probly callin up Tom Nook 

Like go ahead and sign me up son 

Blame the disappearance on an alien abduction 

Let obituaries read Bermuda Triangle 

Sang over two 45s makes the right angle 

Tell’um I gone up to live with the angels 

All good in this hammock with the sun in my face, yo.

Dappersaurus [An Hobbes, 2Ton21] - Coconut Maitai

We went to Mile 0 Beach and the local petting zoo with a zoom recorder.


The "kick drum" is us kicking a 5 Gallon drum we found on the beach, detuned

The "hi hats" are clam and oyster shells we found and clicked together

The "rim shots" are sticks we found on the beach and smacked together

The Beach noise is recorded directly from the Pacific Ocean

The Campfire noise came from Klopps backyard
The Tape click is my old Sony Walkman starting and stopping the first mixtape my hiphop group was ever on

The Goat, Peacock, and Zebu noises are from the Beacon Hill petting farm

LYRICS:

our ride is busted up
droppin rhymes like a coconut
hoping that 
provoking the totem 
chimes and it opens up

a broken structure
ruptures from the scenery
intertwined with vines 
decaing time beneath me


a tropical island
got a sidekick beside him
tryna fuck with Poseidon
but it's hard to stay fluid

as I scribe on papyrus
the esophogas tires
pyus, sensory fire
in time with the movement

LETS GO!

circle tightens 
so we have a palaver
squaking with the sparrows 
holding court over this challenge


the, lord of flies says
piggies on the spit now
watch me take this corny round
and crank out a legit sound


how it goin down
rapping through a busted gut
throat ripping nasaly scrub
picking the slack up

you better back up 
I learned how to bellow
stoke the fire ripping
pire glistens get the marshmallows


kicking lyrics by the ocean
the coastal erosion
broken by the tones
spoken at the quotient

copious atonement
won't show the globe
we've sown and were imploding
so enjoy covid 
and the collective 
of open mourning


no adorning fans 
no exploring random 
sands the globe is
shut down for expansion
till we get our stab

what the fuck
was that a crab
riding on a deer
please can we get back
to the studio with 
our gear
I fucking hate it here

1up Funk [Bobby Arsen, Hook Shot] - Beaches and Cream

So you wonder what happened on ceti alpha

Dropped on a planet you, get me after

Stop the flex and test the master

Best of the best make the best cadavers

Never make threats to just cadets

No regrets don’t forget your debts

Bring the rest just come correct

Don’t get stressed from the epithets  

Used to feel a little but the little wouldn’t do it so the little got more and more

Just kept tryin to get into the middle but the middle, pff such a bore

Everybody knows what they think they know in the end who really sure

Everybody knows that they gotta feel but never know what they feelin it for

Might’ve said it once, maybe twice maybe never said it before 

gotta keep track to keep it on track then forever see me settlin’ scores

 


Flickering fire forming in the sky

atmosphere a million shades of death

Flashing light - almost everything dead

Nothing left willingly led


Nothing left willingly led by your Fed

Nothing left willingly dead for your Fed


Nothing left but revenge and I seek it

Get my hands around the captain’s throat and squeeze it

I would call that scenic, sucka I always stay at the zenith

Watch the situation worsen

No sweat for a superior build of a person

KKMDS [Ill Gill, Thugmasta J] - Jungle State of Mind

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