Pretty Dead Daisies

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I SUPPORT LIL B.

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b side ("regulate"): http://snd.sc/XyEUYQ

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lyrics:

This story’s kind of sprawled out, well I guess that I should warn ya
 Lil B’s my favorite rapper, he’s from Berkeley, California 
I heard him first in ’06, he was in a group called The Pack 
They were just a bunch of teenagers, real hungry to rap
 And their single “Vans” got famous, all the skaters really loved it 
“Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers,” they preached from their pulpits 
But MTV wouldn’t play their song, they called it a commercial 
They missed something entirely when they made it controversial 
Cause rap and skating culture are both socially rejected
 It might have been a silly song but it was still about being different

So a record label signed them on the strength of that 1 song 
Two years went by, the label dropped them, things had all went wrong
 Lil B was shattered so he came up with a plan 
To find a more direct way to connect with all his fans
 As soon as he found MySpace, that’s where the madness started at
 A hundred fifty pages, he made seven hundred tracks
 And a lot were recorded poorly with a lo-fi punk aesthetic 
He talked about his life, got high, and came off schizophrenic
 Psychedelic, funny; most important, he was honest 
His gift was letting words, unfiltered, flow from his subconscious
 He called this being BASED; at first I did not understand it
 It was sloppy and unnerving, sometimes lost and heavy handed 
I know rappers always claim they can find words right on the spot 
But no one shares unstructured thoughts quite like Lil B the Based God
 His music is a diary, one long transcript of his mind 
Spaced out, existential, sometimes he won’t even rhyme 
He talks about his thrift store clothes, how he loves everyone
 How people should be positive before reaching for their guns
 It comes off kind of like a deconstructive science project 
Where he can pick apart cliches and forms within his genre
He’s got songs about celebrities, he’s even made up his own dance
 It’s humorous and ludicrous, but it’s all part of his plan 
Cause he’s got other songs that reach unmediated truths 
Experimental hip hop, poignant vantage points on youth

The Based World is a product of a strong grass roots persistence
His life is a defense of the world wide web's mere existence
Sure there’s mediocrity, people will misuse it
 But the digital community is the subtext to his music
 He responds to every screen name out there as much as he can 
Appreciates support, he keeps his music free for fans 
I remember when his MySpace pages took so long to load
Girls sent him tattoed half-clothed photos, he posted them in droves 
He’s got videos filmed in his hometown blowing up on YouTube
 Lives his life on Twitter, if you follow, he’d retweet you
 And his fans sometimes might seem a little crazed in their devotion
 But something in his music brings out complex strong emotions
So you can call him terrible, you can say he sucks
 But hatred looks so petty next to all the lives he’s touched
 Reaching out to us in ways that never happen often 
He dedicates his life to making hip hop’s hard shell soften
 Ambient and soulful, he’s got one disc on a noise label 
Spoken word insanity, I heard it when I had no cable 
He’s a role model for kids much more than popes or politicians 
Cause he lives for positivity and the power of ambition
It’s clear he’s just a young man out there doing what he loves 
Not scared or shy to be himself when push comes to shove

So Based God, I recorded this hoping one day you would listen
 A token of my thanks for all the music you have given
 You know that if the blogs and critics someday forget about you 
I’ll be among the millions who are glad that they have found you
 Accomplished as an artist, you’ve earned fans and many friends 
You stand for something special always worth time to defend

So thank you Based God
 For staying honest and staying Based
 When the world won’t fit you in 

You have to make your own space

credits:

recorded at recording conservatory of austin by phosphene productions (phospheneproductions.com) 

vocals, synth, acoustic guitar, bass: mike wojciechowski 
drums: darian momanaee 
electric guitar: william wallace 
group vocals: all my friends

Video

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