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Songs to commit war crimes to

Coole Mucke

Scream rap

Jeff Dorchen Truth Moment

Hitch

Moments of Truth

Bitch watch watchu talkin,
Im the reaper in this bitch death knockin,
Fuck anyone who want it,
The throne is mine all the rest get a coffin,
Underlord to em all,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
Fuck the world we gon ball,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
They been on that he say she say,
Talkin bout that young hot boi gettin paid,
Ive been with my legion putting rappers in they grave,
You been suckin penis hopin that you get a taste,
I make art,
You been fake,
Rubbin on my dick,
Tryna get a placement,
No chance to exclusive for these kids,
Runnin up my streaming check like BMG bitch,
Lotta bark for a bitch no bite,
All my dawgs got my back thats right,
Lotta ops on my list on sight,
Ima kill em with success outta spite,
Fuckboy ima take out yo lights,
Extermination is the only suffice,
You been on very thin ice,
Theres so much hate inside my mind on overdrive,
Ive been dealing with these npc's,
tryna get a nick tryna get a peace of me,
I cant handle all this animosity,
Im an anomaly cause my brain out to eat,
Iffu a fuckin bitchass hoe call me OJ,
Murder any pussy in my way rappers bitchmade,
If you know my name put respect on it that way,
Comin for they heads all I need is a pen and page,
Fuck,
Anyone who doubt me,
Anyone who lousy,
Speakin very loudly,
Comin at me bitch ima come back very proudly,
You gon come in last when im speedin through the county,
Bitch watch watchu talkin,
Im the reaper in this bitch death knockin,
Fuck anyone who want it,
The throne is mine all the rest get a coffin,
Underlord to em all,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
Fuck the world we gon ball,
If you want some motha fucka crawl,
They been on that he say she say,
Talkin bout that young hot boi gettin paid,
Ive been with my legion putting rappers in they grave,
You been suckin penis hopin that you get a taste,
I make art,
You been fake,
Rubbin on my dick,
Tryna get a placement,
No chance to exclusive for these kids,
Runnin up my streaming check like BMG bitch,

UNDERLORD

UNDERLORD (PROD. JONNY WOOD)

LOCKJAW [PROD. OMER]

VIDEO OUT NOW https://youtu.be/oyqxR3LqCns

THE SQUIRRELS ARE ON FIRE (PROD. SKOTSKR)

PIT (PROD. TRIPLESIXDELETE)

SEWN FACE FT. YAUX [PROD. $TRANDED]

KILL MY OPPS - W/ ODDLY SHRUGS (PROD. OGABI + DIRTYBUTT + MASONMANSON

BEBOP w/ Jenx2

GSP In The Mix: #GetYourQueerOn Vol.9 - House Live At Heretic [Atlanta Bear Pride]

SPIT ON MY COFFIN (FEAT CRAIG SCISSORHANDS) [PROD TAKIZAVA]

Christopher Hitchens

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LYRICS:

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

Yeah i went and hopped in the Corvette, hoe imma drive like I’m drunk
She wanna take off her corset, take out her organs knew i was sick from the jump
I love my scissors and forceps, it make the floor wet when she be leaking out blood
I put a hole in your forehead, i’m at your doorstep no you ain’t seeing the sun
Step back, please tell that hoe to go step back
Like i gotta chain she got neck tats
Like she wanna ring better dead that
Like i’m pouring codeine inside of my Fanta and i put this lead where his head at
Like she wanna call but I do not answer i just take her friend put her legs back

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

said that i love my scissors but i think i love all these racks more bitch
told you i cared about you and i trusted you now you just turn around backstab quick
you got connects but dont worry bout that at the end ima always get the last laugh bitch
pull up on him and stitch him up like lilo
i put that boy on the line like a free throw
theres a reason that i aint fold
you the face of a pussy and so's your bro
threw me under the bus you was kickin low
if i catch him in person ill rip his throat
every person thats ever touched my brand other than me is a bitch
id love to see your head covered in pins
run up on me and get torn into bits

I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You ain’t stepping, Stephen Hawking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
I’m big stepping hoe i’m walking
You not stepping, Stephen Hawking

STEPPING (FEAT. CRAIG SCISSORHANDS) (PROD. JOKESMOKE)

DENIAL.FREESTYLE (prod. Aryel)

I'm in my 30s and Jeff Dorchen is in his 50s. Guess which one of us had to look up how to spell pinochle. In this new Moment of Truth, the old Jeff Dorchen travels backwards in time (demographically,) runs from Mad Men, dresses down grandparents, critiques the state of modern assassination, and offers up absolutely no wisdom to pass to the next generation.

According to his contacts on LinkedIn, Jeff Dorchen can do just about anything. He’s a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, poet, playwright and screenwriter. He’s also an amateur scholar of Judaic, Hindu and Japanese spiritual lore. His many unfinished novels are still unfinished.

Old-ass Jeff Dorchen optimistically announces the end of youth culture.

Lyrics : 

Chorus :
Bitch i steal your boyfriend like I'm Wallace Wells
You
Is a dummy
Huh
Wooden
Got no braincells
Wanna get on top
But won't ever need a damn chain
Linkin park, I faint
To better come back
A stronger taint 

If you like my ass
Girl
Spank it
You allowed
If you want it boy
You better beg
Or even get down
Maybe that's what you wanted
All along
Charlie Brown
You ain't mature
Human nature
I hate it
We don't bound 

Verse :
Got no secrets for me little bitch
Motherfucker want attention
Give it only when i sleep
Dookie dummy
Want a baby
To get head and go deep
Yeah i know you wanna fuck
When you tell me I'm fit 

But hey, I'm gay as fuck
Moving on me
You know you gon need more then luck
When i get in the booth
All of your friends get chocked
When i scream
Chan goose
Making fun of you, mok
She don't give a fuck 

NO ONE
YEAH 

I AIN'T SOUNDING LIKE NO ONE
OUAIS 

SO OLD
YOUZ A GRAMOPHONE
YEAH 

GO ON
IMMA GRAB YOU PHONE
AND
IMMA SMASH IT LIKE
GANON 

HEAVEN SLAYER GOING UP
YOU KNOW MY GAME IS GROWING UP
I KEEP MY NAME, AIN'T MESSING UP
I CUCK YOU MAN, THEY BREAKING UP
If I GET TO BLOW UP
WITH NO MAKE UP
I'LL BE "SHUT UP" 

Gon dig it up
Until i pop up
Into heaven
Or wake up 

WAKE UP
I WAKE UP 

Chorus :
Bitch i steal your boyfriend like I'm Wallace Wells
You
Is a dummy
Huh
Wooden
Got no braincells
Wanna get on top
But won't ever need a damn chain
Linkin park, I faint
To better come back
A stronger taint 

If you like my ass
Girl
Spank it
You allowed
If you want it boy
You better beg
Or even get down
Maybe that's what you wanted
All along
Charlie Brown
You ain't mature
Human nature
I hate it
We don't bound
Nah we don't 

WALLACE.WELLS (prod. PANDEMXNIUM)

He might have read the article last week. Or maybe next week. Anyway it got Jeff Dorchen so confused he lost track of when it is - past, present or future. Does it matter? Is this what the future looks like? Would you have thought so in the past?

Jeff Dorchen looks forward to looking back to the future of the present day.

SPOILER WARNING: Jeff Dorchen is going to spoil whatever the screenwriters of the new Planet of the Apes movie didn't already. In the future, monkeys give everyone the cold, people are still making poor gun-shooting decisions, apes stand in for Israelis / Palestinians / Atreides / Indians / Colonialists / Nazis / Jews / vampires / whatevers. Jeff blows it all to hell.

According to his contacts on LinkedIn, Jeff Dorchen can do just about anything. He’s a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, poet, playwright and screenwriter. His many unfinished novels are still unfinished.

Jeff Dorchen trades his monkey suit for scrubs and vivisects Dawn of the Planet of the Apes.

This is the one of the rare Moments of Truth that is funny in absolutely no way. What can you say that is funny after you read an essay titled "I’m a cop. If you don’t want to get hurt, don’t challenge me"? What can you say after you get past the reality of that title and read the actual words of an essay titled "I’m a cop. If you don’t want to get hurt, don’t challenge me"? 

Jeff Dorchen spends the first installment of a multi-part monologue examining how realities of American life breed the kinds of powerful, violent narcissism we see unleashed on the streets of Ferguson. If you're a violent, narcissistic cop and you don't want to get hurt, don't read this challenge.

 According to his contacts on LinkedIn, Jeff Dorchen can do just about anything. He’s a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, poet, playwright and screenwriter. His many unfinished novels are still unfinished.

Jeff Dorchen looks in the mirror and reflects on the narcissism of violence.

My humble tribute to the great Christopher Hitchens. 

Christopher Hitchens - Challenge Me

Jeff Dorchen isn't going to convince you that torture is wrong. Jeff Dorchen isn't going to convince Dick Cheney that torture is wrong. So you, or Dick Cheney, need to get used to living in Jeff's America, where dissent and consent walk hand-in-hand, justice and injustice don't, and nothing gets put up anyone's anus without them being okay with it.

According to his contacts on LinkedIn, Jeff Dorchen can do just about anything. He’s a visual artist, songwriter/musician, actor, essayist, poet, playwright and screenwriter.

Jeff Dorchen and Dick Cheney torture further the already tortured logic of torture.

The Giant

Shit on Me

In 2015's final Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen torments the soul of smug atheism, with its selective Stalins, Jesuses in disguise, staged debates and dishonest arguments, malicious voyeurism, anti-Muslim casual wear, retrograde historicism, and fundamental misunderstanding of horses and riders.

On Hitchens, circle-jerk solidarity and the shackles of smug atheism.

Significant Other

Break Stuff

Glee: The Music, The Complete Season Four

Old Time Rock & Roll / Danger Zone (Glee Cast Version)

In a forward-looking Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen beholds the inequalites of the past, present, and he's pretty sure future, and finds them looking suspiciously similar, despite the assurances otherwise from today's crowd of billionaire tech/finance creeps at their billionaire tech/finance creep festival.

Future creep: On economy, society and our shiny new barbarism.

In a Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen mounts the world's priority pendulum, stuck firmly in the "greed" half of its arc between communalism and self-interest since the Reagan/Thatcher years, and warns that mounting debt for the poor and bailouts for the rich, and shrieking bats for CNBC and riots and corruption and naked greed only last so long before the violence swings back around.

And the people explode: On capitalism, pressure and rage.

Jeff Dorchen commiserates with perhaps the least powerful American of all - Barack Obama, bound by the natural laws of incrementalism and retrograde progress, and missing that magic wand that allowed past presidents to bomb and negotiate their will across history, now limited to sitting in a fogbank and making small tweaks to a machine that may or may not be plugged in.

The President is not a wizard, what magic do you expect from him?

In a Moment of Truth gang agley, Jeff Dorchen considers the monkeywrenches throw into the works of both political parties this election year, and finds the Bernie shaped one more interesting (and silly) as it challenges the inevitability setting of the Clinton machine, infuriating pre-diminished expectations and true believers alike.

Wee, sleekit, cow'rin, tim'rous Bernie: The election's best laid plans.

In a time-sensitive Moment of Truth, Jeff Dorchen considers the few billion of years worth of pasta-flinging that lead to our current present right now, and wonders if there's some larger, subconcious, species specific goal humanity has in mind - to be found in a future somewhere between Buddhas and monsters, heroes and villains, equanimity and whatever the opposite of equanimity is.

On Hitchens, circle-jerk solidarity and the shackles of smug atheism.

This Is Hell!