Dissentient

UnBecome - Two Dudes

Lyrics:
(Aw yeah girl.  I know that look.
You're wondering: "How is it possible to fit so much manliness into 
one human body?"  I am literally 27 Arnold Schwarzeneggers in one
compact form.  No need to be shy, I get that all the time.  Just
lean a lil bit closer and lemme a whispa somethin in yer ear:)

I said girl I am a real man
So come on baby, take me by the hand
Baby I'm a real man
OOO Im gonna make you understand
So let's hop into my minivan
Let's go I'll take you to the promise land
Baby Im a real man
Ooo Im gonna make you understand I'm a man

So you say you want a real man?
A fuckin' real man is what I am
I can bench 300 kilograms
And fight a tiger with a single hand

You can follow me on Instagram
A thousand shirtless pics of me and my best friend, Steve
This should be easy
Seducing women is my specialty

But you say I'm not your type
Girl, you make me wanna fight every dude in sight
Maybe then you'll finally see
I'm the coolest dude around but then you told me to leave
(CMON)

Girl I am a real man
So come on baby, take me by the hand
Girl I'm a real man
OOO Im gonna make you understand
So let's hop into my minivan
Let's go I'll take you to the promise land
Baby Im a real man
Ooo Im gonna make you understand I'm a man

(What's this?  How can you resist
the temptation of my body doused in Axe bodyspray?
Gelled hair as stiff as a creepy uncle at a family reunion.
Gaze as stern as a bald eagle.
Girl, lemme tell ya somethin:)

Girl, understand I'm the man
It's just who I am
Drop your standards
Take a chance and hop into my van

Understand I'm the man
It's just who I am
I just can't understand why I can't be your MAYUNH

I said baby I am a real man
So come on baby, take me by the hand
Baby I'm a real man
OOO Im gonna make you understand
So let's hop into my minivan
Let's go I'll take you to the promise land
Baby Im a real man
Ooo Im gonna make you understand

I can be yo mayunh

"Alpha" Male

Lyrics:

Picture this, I'll set the scene:
It was twenty thirteen
You're just hangin with your buds 
But ya ran out of weed

Oh no! How terrible!
Where the hell do you go?
Marijuana ain't quite legal
Can't just walk to the store

But the good times cannot end
You just gotta depend
on a friend of a friend 
of a friend of a friend 

No weed is guaranteed, 
Sometimes you gotta believe
In a true form of the savior 
It's this dude named Steve 
 
So you're staring 
(At your phone waitin in your car)
Radio blaring
(You hope this dude doesn't take too long)
Not a care inside your mind  
D-D-Degenerate Errands
(Feelin like you're commiting a crime)
It's inherent:
(Operating on drug dealer time)
Suddenly Steve says:  "Come by."

Turn the ignition and DRIEEVE
 
Now Steve's a cool dude
You don't wanna be rude
But he's got this feral child
Who kinda ruins the mood

It may seem real obscene
You'll soon see what that means 
When he's got the attitude 
and he's lookin right at YOU

Staring in your eyes
He can bend space and time
All the problems in your mind
Well they start to arise, now
 
What's your life about
Why the hell are you here?
There's a child inside your mind
And you're stricken with fear 

It's apparent
(This little dude, man, he knows too much) 
This kid's scary
(He knows about just how little you've done)
Haunting you for the rest of your life
D-D-Degenerate Errands
("Where is Steve, man I just want my weed")
Yeah... he's still staring
("Come on man just get me outta here, please")
Peering deep inside your miyeeeend:

What have you become? 
What the hell have you done?
Is it true you smoked some weed
Right in front of Steve's son?
 
What's next, degenerate?
Snorting crack off a knife? 
Maybe speed, or ecstacy?
Maybe sleeping with your best friend's wife?

Now the voice inside your mind
Says you're fuckin up your life
It's apparent, you should start caring
...Degenerate Errands, Yeah.

Degenerate Errands

Lyrics:

Well, you just moved to a new neighborhood and it's a beautiful day outside.
You don't have very much going on so you decide to go for a bike ride.
Cruising down along the street, taking in the sights and sounds.
Everything is picturesque. What a wonderful place you've found.

But then eventually you notice something's just not right...
It's a Saturday afternoon, and there's nobody else outside

You take a minute to catch your breath and see a man come step outside
A mug of coffee in his hand with a picture of a familiar German guy.
He brings his hand against his chest and then he raises it real high.
You can't believe what you've just seen and you begin to realize...

Suddenly it dawns on you: he's a shitty dude
he just gave you a salute from 1942
it's a shame, what a waste, the unfounded hate
do whats right: just walk on up and punch him right in the face


...Out cold at his place.

...Again there's something strange... squirmin' around, his consciousness regains
and then when he awakes his perspective has changed.

Then he starts by thanking you for adjusting his attitude

"My name is Steve and it's a pleasure to meet you.
See, we've all been got, this whole neighborhood's brainwashed
by this mega-douche at the end of the block: Kid Rock.

It happened fast, like a nuclear blast
Our minds were now controlled by degenerate trash.
All he did was blast his box, playin' 'Bawitdaba'
He just turned us into nazis with that shitty song."

Now you and Steve are goin' door to door
knockin' people out right on their porch
Man, woman, or child, no matter the age
don't discriminate, punch 'em right in the face

Sure enough once you rattle their brains
The spell is broken and perspectives have changed
The neighborhood amasses at the end of the block
To confront that redneck piece of shit Kid Rock


Singing "Ba, wita ba wita bang to bang his face with your fist"
Here's your chance to bring disgrace to a narcissistic piece of waste, gotta swarm his place the end of the BLOCK

Form a pentagram around the yard
Block him in, take a piss on his car
Take revenge for the time he stole - smash the door, grab the prick by the throat

Toss that nazi bitch out of your hood
Just one punch and he's gone for good
He tucks his tail and leaves with his head to the sun and nowhere to run - your work here is done

Everybody's comin' back to Steve's
To have the cookout of the century
The neighborhood is delighted - everybody's invited,
except that redneck piece of shit Kid Rock.

Bike Ride

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Logan Scholtes - Bass
Shawn McAdams - Drums
Randy Barnes - Vocals
Mike Trusty - Guitar
Ryan Abitz - Guitar

Recorded by Todd McHenry.

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Shawn McAdams - Drums
Cody Cocco - Vocals
Mike Trusty - Guitar
Ryan Abitz - Guitar

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Shawn McAdams - Drums
Cody Cocco - Vocals
Mike Trusty - Guitar
Ryan Abitz - Guitar

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