Sometimes I rap about Dungeons and Dragons.

Lyrics:
Bass growling in your face like a grizzly bear
I’m riding high hats like familiars at the wizard fair
Drums hot, but I’m chiller than a blizzard scare
Yeah, Im a pillar but I’ll kill ya with a scissor snare

So when we chilling in the middle of the lizard’s lair
I’ll play a ditty send fifty shivs hissing through air
And fly swiftly into its gizzard and disappear
Yeah we’re slaying dragons, we deserve flagons of illest beer

And when we’re in the clear and passing the city limits
I’m casting mass suggestion on those flibbertigibbets
Got em acting out tragedies with wizard-y gimmicks
They’re never catching us we’ll casually dip with the quickness

Poof its like magic only hits with no misses
And when they see my singing sword cats shit in their britches
But it can play laugh tracks slash and splitting their stitches 
Now we greedy suns a bitches we ain’t splittin our riches

My bard song got the whole gang strong
We can slay any foe becuase yo we bang long
If you think you can go for the goat you're dang wrong
I got notes that could choke your throat so hang on
  
My bard song got the whole gang strong
We can slay any foe becuase yo we bang long
If you think you can go for the goat you're dang wrong
I got notes that could choke your throat
  
From the taverns to the caverns, we swerve non-furtively 
Burning every Wyrven we serve with certainty
I turn em into verses, rehearse em until they sheen
Then disperse to you persons, its work my purse is mean
 
So curse and scream, your words can’t hurt the team
Singing songs of silence, you jerks are turned serene
I burn supreme a furnace of former fiends
Who had the audacity to demand I perform for free

Like God Damn if you can't afford my fee
The band will handle you, we set straight the serpentine
I mean, its not like we're scheming up skirmishes 
So don't be nervous if you cant compete with our services

Got dervishes whirling to the beat with a purpose it's
A party, all the bards are in the streets with the urchins
Getting rowdy, its loud now theres beef with some merchants
I gotta step in and stress they watch their teeth or its curtains

Hard Bard Music

Everyone's favorite poorly-name villain, TASERFACE.

Taserface

WILLLLLLLSON

lyrics:
Didnt think I had a bad side till my dad died 
I remember as a kid practicing our pastime
Now he's grass, hope I catch him on the back 9
But in my heart I know I've seen him for the last time

I lost a piece of me, a peaceful part has ceased to be
A part of who I am, now its not even in my arteries
So pardon me, mom, your not a fucking martyr, see
Its hard for me feel, too, thats why I'm at the pharmacy

I aint been hard to reach you aint be trying hard enough
Since I was young I been reaching for the harder stuff
Now Im drowning my sorrows because tomorrows tough
I used to play pretend but now its getting hard to bluff

Im afraid I wont get a break until I pass a way
Until that day, I guess I'll pray for your accolades
Mom, thanks, I guess you had your way
Tom Hanks, I'm just a cast away

Im afraid I wont get a break until I pass a way
Until that day, I guess I'll pray for your accolades
Mom, thanks, I guess you had your way
Tom Hanks, I'm just a cast away

They say you cant complain, Ramsay man you've got it made
But you aint got my pain, you and me are not the same
I got struggles, but I try to keep em locked away
Maintained, now they're loose and they gotta play

I gotta say, I kinda hate how I got this way
After he died I tried hard not to walk away
I was there, unprepared on how to talk or say
How I felt but I showed up now the things are not the same

I can't make you love me, like I'm Bonnie Raitt,
I got a mark from birth, I don't think in signs of fate
You've been drawing lines that are finer than a China Plate
I'm behind and my mistakes have got me at a minus eight

I like awake at night, my mind designed to race
I try to find escape, confined here in this time and space
 I've tried it sober, Ive tried it higher than the golden gate
I'm not a soldier, I got hope but not undying faith

Im afraid I wont get a break until I pass a way
Until that day Ill just keep praying for your accolades
Mom, thanks, I guess you had your way
Tom Hanks, I'm just a cast away

Im afraid I wont get a break until I pass a way
Until that day, I guess I'll pray for your accolades
Mom, thanks, I guess you had your way
Tom Hanks, I'm just a cast away

Tom Hanks

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Peter - Panned

Sampled randomly as a suggestion from a twitter follower

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Listen My Father

This is a live jam I made using a random sample from a random record as selected from a twitter follower.

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Ballet Shoes - Live House jam

Sunsets - Ringtone

OH MY GOD ITS DIIIIIIP

Produced By: Rammms
Guitar: Michael Chang (@CFA Crew)

Lyrics:
Yall rappers think your quick witted, I know your type
Yall just capping with a shit fitted, blow that tripe
Quick to hype up how you just hit different
But on the mic you fight wimpier than piss biscuits, you going to get dipped bitches

Fuck you fake judge doomers, 
bunch a screwy toons trapped inside looney medullas
You boomers, think I give a fuck about your jewelers,
The only ice that I maneuver is put right inside the cooler

You can sing about your moolah
When It comes to laying tracks I'm running rings around your hula
 I hear you rap about the toolers
But if you wanna measure laps you better bring a bigger ruler

Cuz you don't want it with Rammms
Leave you cats flash fried like they was caught in a pan
I got lines you cant cross like they're drawn in the sand     
And when I'm dead and gone guess whos gunna be haunting the land

I'm the staunchest of fans
of launching hands  at any man who tries to stomp on my fam
I got the conch and my plan's to blow this motherfucker loud as I can
And cause a panic from here to Japan

Roll back to your band
Go home the games over, you just lack the command
That Rammms has, look I hope you backed up your plan
Because its times for you weasels to go pack up your van

Henchemen'll die laughing 
After Valiant attempts to crack up sergeants and captains 
Now you're charging a rabbit? Playing patty cake
Will get you dipped into large vats of acid

Check my parsnips and cabbage
Strip the varnish off varmints who harvest my assets
You trying to tarnish a savage
It turn my targets to garnish, watch me harness the masses

tax the church

lyrics:

Born knowing that I'd crash and burn
So I take cash in hand over stashed in urn
Fuck a casket, my body's pushin' passed the worms
Into gas when I transform ash to bird
		 
Furnace up, I'm a blast with words 
Melt a verse into glass blow it past you herbs
Get it through your ass, kinda like a catheter
But you're too thick headed like a pachyderm

Wash your hands if your mask averse
And if you don't like facts, man that's your church
Pass plates, go apeshit, cast aspersions
Sewing doubt fattens up your master's purse

They want you quiet, taciturn
Cuz If you don't speak up, they'll pass your turn
Go riot, make a few masses squirm
Til' their pew's so hot it makes their assets burn

They wanna scare you with raining ash
But if you wanna get saved just take a bath,
Say a couple Hail Mary's, and pay at mass
There's a lotta lost souls they gotta save the caste
  
Looking back, glad I stayed my path
I coulda be a saint, I'd be stained in glass
But I'm not chaste, I was into chasing ass
Y'all can flagellate yourselves, but I'll take a pass

Small minds, but the nave if vast
Infect the whole neighborhood and rake in cash
Burn all the books, better make it fast
Cuz if we talk about sects, see your face aghast

Straight gas, got a racy past
With my face in some cake is how I'd take a crash
But I'm done making laps, those days have passed
Burn it all down 'til we taste the ash

Holy smoke got me stoking the flames
you got quotes, well you spoke 'em in vain
I used to get joked but I wrote through the pain
Went from broke in the brain to a broken of change

Out here pushing dope on a page
Used to have hope but I'm so full of rage
That our nation is shaped and sold the same
Old folks who pray that our souls can saved

Raise a glass, let's toast to the day
That "In God We Trust" is no longer engraved
And the faces of owners on paper that we trade
Are replaced with those of the people we slaved

Tax all the steeples they raised
Cuz they've retained lobbies of legal brigades
That get paid to crusade, its an evil charade
How they preyed upon kids, put their feet to flames

Crash + Burn

Chicken And Waffles

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el regresso

Rapper/producer/musician living in Northern Virginia.

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