Produced/Re-mixed by: Kinetic Theory
2014
Smut Brigade
Original Producer: DJ Babu
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Duck Season (Instrumental Remix) *FREE DL*

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Kiss My Ass (Prod Lo Jettra)

Just ‘cause I call myself rplayin
Don’t mean I’m playin
Nah

Just ‘cause I’m rplayin’ don’t mean I’m a player
Ain’t no lady slayer, I’m just the narrator
It’s a name for the stage, I present what I be
Like life’s just a script, and I spit it for free

I’m actin’ but real, in a world full of fake
You got glitter on truth, and lies in your wake
I’m no ruler, no crown, but I speak like a king
A ring don’t define what I bring to this thing

Order, not chaos, I stand where I must
If evil’s on top, then we all bite dust
Poetry dies when the demons win
So I write with fire and ink my sin

Now playin, uh huh
On this stage I remain, yeah
No chains, no name, just flame, brrr
I protect the rose and the pain, skrrt
Pen in fist, that’s my blade, blade
Words that twist like fate, twist
I ain’t here to entertain, nah
I'm just rplayin’ the game

I’m a thorn on the stem, got a reason to sting
Guardin’ the heart like a knight with a swing
I don't brawl with fists, I fight with bars
Paint my wounds in verses, shootin’ stars

Yeah, I dream past clouds in a restless bed
Where skies speak loud, and thoughts get fed
Life ain’t clean, it’s a filtered lens
But I still chase light where the shadow bends

Close your eyes if you wanna see
That pretty ain’t pretty, and ugly might be
The truth that shakes and breaks the mold
We hover like stars, never bought, never sold


Floatin’ through the static, voices in the haze
Nothin’ really matters, I been lost for days
Whispers in my head say run away
But I stay, yeah I stay, I remain

Night don’t sleep, and the light don’t change
Tried to speak, but the words just fade
All I got is this pain I paint
But I stay, yeah I stay, I remain

We caught in the net
Fish with wings, stars with breath
But our purpose
Is to be different
I remain

Jus’ call me, rrrrplayin, uhhh
Ain’t no playerrrr, I’m just, sayin
Stage name, pain in the frame
Life’s a script, and I’m still, in the, gaaaaaame

Thorn on, tha rose, keep tha foes, froze
Pen in my fist, I don’t throw, no blows
Dreamin, bout better skies
But, beauty lies, in ugly eyes

Hoverin, stars, caught, in the net
We born, to be, diff’rent, don’t forget

I... Remaaaiiinnnnnnnn-n-n-nnnnn

rplayin

I Remain

I Remain(HD)

[Intro – Spoken]
The nut becomes the nut that we leave,
the seed becomes the seed that remembers us.
Within every kernel, a pattern hides—
a design that outlives its planter.
We are not only living in design—
we are the design becoming.

Time rehearses itself until it knows the script.
A verse becomes the universe.
Gravity pulls thought like a tide—
and we fall inward to our own inception.

Are you listening?

⸻

[Verse 1]
Within the shell we drift as waves,
swaying between dismay and embrace.
The interlude plays between the beats,
silence bending into resonance.
Limericks mimic cymatic light,
geometry drawn in grains of sand.
We vibrate at our own frequency,
and spill into the fabric of space.

The eye in time cannot see beyond the mind.
The mind in time is woven between
gravity and levity,
weighted by memory,
lifted by imagination.

⸻

[Chorus 1]
Shine, Earth—shine your field,
Ear to hear, core revealed.
Every wave is a word in design,
every sound a geometry of time.
Pi spins circles inside of me,
infinite digits, infinity.
I am the echo, I am the seed,
I am the song the Earth will need.

⸻

[Verse 2]
We grow, but we blind ourselves with vantage.
The closer we see, the further the distance.
The wake of time awakens the mind,
every misstep sketches new maps.
Choice upon choice, relation upon relation,
each contrast reflecting itself.
Without dark, no day.
Without silence, no sound.
Without you, no me.

One choice reveals another’s illusion,
one truth questions another’s truth.
Ease seduces, resistance creates,
judgment sways—but will creates fate.

⸻

[Bridge 1 – Call of EARTH]
Birds don’t memorize maps,
they hear the geomagnetic hum,
the invisible highway of the planet.
Men draw in geometry,
women solve in algebra,
and together they braid the arc of creation.

Pi repeats—3.14, digits unspooling,
galaxies spiraling in infinite decimals.
We chase it not to end it,
but to remember infinity inside us.
This is not math, this is mantra.
This is not number, this is hymn.

⸻

[Chorus 2 – Bigger]
Shine, Earth—shine your field,
Ear to hear, core revealed.
Every sound is a seed of design,
every voice is a verse in time.
Pi spins endlessly inside of me,
infinite digits, infinity.
I am the spiral, I am the wave,
I am the echo the cosmos gave.

⸻

[Verse 3]
God and dog mirror each other,
life reversed becomes devil,
words whisper their own inversions.
Identity is reflection,
reflection is identity.
Emma said: I am me.
And the mirror speaks both ways.

Einstein bent space with gravity.
We bend thought with mindtime.
Two twins, pulling in symmetry:
space bound by orbit,
awareness bound by thought.

The universe is spherical, recursive, alive—
ninety-nine percent of gravity bends light,
ninety-nine percent of perception bends thought.
The symmetry is correspondence,
the equation is relation.

⸻

[Bridge 2 – The Inner Universe]
Inside the skull, the bridge is built:
the corpus callosum—
two universes, two vantage points,
stitched together in one awareness.

The pineal flickers deep in the brain,
a lighthouse of chemical light.
Ancients called it the third eye,
science calls it gland.
But both are right—
it is the seed of sight,
a pulse that dreams and perceives.

Cymatics sing the same truth:
strike a note, and geometry blooms.
A song is not entertainment—
it is architecture.

⸻

[Chorus 3 – Anthem]
Shine, Earth—shine your sound,
Ear to hear, the spiral found.
Every wave is a universe sung,
every voice is the seed of one.
Pi spins endlessly inside of me,
time rehearses infinity.
I am the spiral, I am the flame,
I am the song that sings my name.

⸻

[Verse 4]
The periodic table is no fixed grid,
but a zipline stretched in relation.
Hydrogen leans toward oxygen,
carbon dances with nitrogen.
We are not pieces,
we are choreography.

Everywhere recursion speaks:
two brains, two universes,
a singular bridge,
a pineal spark,
a mirrored word,
a bird’s invisible path.

The whole reveals itself in parts,
and the parts reveal the whole.
Without the whole, no part.
Without the part, no whole.

⸻

[Outro – Spoken]
The nut becomes the tree.
The tree becomes the forest.
The forest becomes belief.
Belief becomes blindness.
Blindness becomes search.
Search becomes song.
Song becomes design.
Design becomes us.

We leave what we are,
and we are what we leave.
The kernel is infinite.
The verse is unfinished.
The future is forward.

Are you listening?

The Seed that Sings

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Era uma Vez Três

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[Escolho meus amigos não pela pele ou outro arquétipo qualquer, mas pela pupila. 
Tem que ter brilho questionador e tonalidade inquietante. Oscar Wilde – Loucos e Santos]

Sempre no fundo do busão
Ou tipo ultimo vagão é sempre o mesmo rumo
sempre o mesmo fumo, mesmo sumo
da sua mente suscetível
eu sempre elevo o nível
eu gosto de jogar no hard, 
alcool na ferida arde
mas a dor da mente é muito mais letal
dilema de Rubião
Eu não sou de Sião 
mas me prendem no que digo, a síntese da estratégia
quem é que remaneja cada passo seu, 
cada passo meu, cada traço num desenho preto e branco?
nós somos preto e branco
E só alguns rolam barranco atrás da misera moeda traiçoeira
me movo a noite inteira pra unir cada momento
eu mixo vários pensamentos
quase no mundo de Bob
onde meu salário sobe
rimar nunca foi hobby
Hoje é bem diferente o modo como a fila anda
Me vem na mente aquele filme tenso Hotel Ruanda
Aroma de lavanda pra ocultar as fezes do governo
sim a tv não é pra mim, mas vejo clipes
mudo de mundo em cliques,
Meu sonho é a origem, certo como na matrix
eu nunca to dormindo é um bom nome pra uma mix
mas deixo os devaneios desço naquele lugar
onde há vista do mar, sem ninguém pra perturbar
Mas da pra se afogar num mar de rosas também
pois quem tem, tem, mas nem sempre quem tem, vive bem

Refrão
Meus olhos negros não chamam atenção
Mas posso ver além
Eu posso ver além...
Meus olhos negros não chamam atenção
Mas posso...
Eu sei que, eu posso
Eu posso, Eu....


Seus bens te dominam, como a sublime imagem de poder
que eles te dão, mas são apenas imagens de poder
é difícil não ceder, com cada inimigo de Uzi
por isso abuse e use dessa arte popular
mas deixo em particular, fica entre a gente
confio em cada um que me pareça diferente
sem tempo pra errar, eu susto o cheque, antes que o xeque mate
Esse é dos que sempre morde e nunca late
Faço que é preciso, pra eu poder fazer o que quero
Abuso do argumento, não fico de lero lero
Sampleando a lira de Nero, construo alguns degraus
Não como Richard Strauss, com os Nazi Nazi
Sempre to na contra mão, malandro kamikaze
Tem quem não passa de fase, mas quer ganhar no grito,
Eu não me precipito, com mitos, e alguns reais
Mas sob o céu de Ícaro me elevo ainda mais

Refrão.

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