1. |
Stevie + Nicks
02:50
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2. |
A Bee In A Submarine
02:35
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Bumblebee-
OH, Bumblebee-
How the fuck did you get trapped in a submarine?
There’s no where to go –
There’s no where to go –
There’s no sunshine down here this far below –
You fucked up down here this deep, Bumblebee –
OH, Bumblebee –
OH, Bumblebee –
What do you see?
A reflection of a world w/o you -
Mean that’s the end of ME? –
The world’s most important global citizen –
OH, Bumblebee – the future is not ours to see –
But death – is a sleeping contest that will
Sooner affect you – and result in the end of ME-
OH, Bumblebee – you didn’t think it through –
MAN, DUDE – Now you’re fish food – ocean debris –
20, 000 Leagues under the sea –
Bout to end up a corpse – in a submarine –
When aliens decide to explore – E. A. M. –
(Earth After Man) –
Earth w/o interference of man his
Presence was a nuisance – he a novice
That the universe watched them exhaust themselves
W/o the bees so nature has begun to thrive again –
And what will they discover?-
What will they see?-
A carcass of a bee –
Found in a submarine –
Bumblebee –
OH, Bumblebee –
How the fuck DID you get trapped in a submarine?
There’s no where to go –
There’s no where to go –
There’s no sunshine down here this far below –
You fucked up down here this deep, Bumblebee
OH, Bumblebee –
OH, Bumblebee –
What do you see? –
A reflection of a world w/o you –
Mean that’s the end of ME? –
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3. |
Unreliable Narrator
03:37
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I felt the magic and you didn’t –
I felt the magic and you didn’t –
We are two continents attracted to
Each other yet afraid to collide –
I love her and she loves him –
You just plugged into me and drained me –
We had an old internet dial up love
That took too long to connect –
I told her I love you and she replied,
“Why haven’t you seen any of my
Instagram stories?” –
I want her to love me and she she just
Wants to make love to me
AND love him –
(2x) She said, “If you choking me and
The dick ain’t good,
I’m calling the cops!!!”
(3x) I’m calling the cops –
I’m calling the cops –
I’m calling the cops –
I’m often the bad day you press play
You kept reliving that keeps on
Giving – (2x)
Turned pain into power –
If anything – I’m everything and very
Aware that I’m rare –
I use to wonder how a story can bring joy as
All lives end and the world chips away @
Everything – life is killing us in increments
This Hell is ME – but if you’re lucky –
There’s bright spaces between the loss
But none walk away unscathed –
When I was a kid – I saw this school play
About the life of Picasso where
There was a scene in a gallery show
That went like
Kid A: It’s the work of a genius!!!
Kid B: It’s the work of a nut!!!
Audience: HA HA HA HA HA!!!
Of course with the benefit of
Hindsight – we see Kid B was on
The wrong side of history
And this mistake will not be
Made again moving forward –
History is the fiction we invent to
Persuade ourselves that events
Are knowable and that life has
Order and direction –
In hindsight, the audience probably
Emphasized with the second kid
And I being the outlier –
Yeah, people are climbing over themselves
To be Kid B –
Kid B got the big laughs right now
He laughs a lot and in the end,
It’s all he ever got –
I think when aliens pick over the rubble
That was once the human race and
Try to determine what happened?
They’re just gonna come to the conclusion that we consciously committed
Suicide –
I wanted her to love me and
Right after she wants to
Make love to me and love him –
She said, “If you choking me and the
Dick ain’t good, I’m calling the cops” –
She said, “If you choking me and the
Dick ain’t good, I’m calling the cops” –
I’m calling the cops –
I’m calling the cops –
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4. |
Witness 61
05:01
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I am the end of the world
The end of the world
The end of the world
The alarm clock that overslept –
You bear witness –
The Jenny Craig headless helicopter
Ejector seat won’t sweat less stress
Weight loss reservation –
The road work ahead ahead – it’s hashtag havoc –
Never dwell on your undone –
I am the end of the world –
The shark in the lava undiluted –
That got kicked out of Barnes and Noble
Moving the Bible to the fiction section –
I am the end of the world –
In Washington –
You bear witness since the rat infestation
Started in the in the White House while you –
@ your family Bar-B-Q in early July
Celebrating America’s concentration camps
On the border for kids in cages w/ the same casual indifference – most
Share for the homeless – criminalized
War on the poor arrested in Vegas
For sleeping on the street
And a $1000 dollar fine rendered
Toothless only if a shelter’s full –
Exorcism for gay therapy conversion –
Asbestos in baby powder and hugs
As an alternative to modern medicine
To cure what ails you – democracy
Off the rails derailed – majesty of decay –
The C.I.A.’s birthstone is a crack rock –
Ask Jeff Webb - you can’t - ‘cause in this country –
Only the poor get fucked for money in the
I and of the free – it’s ME –
THE END OF THE WORLD –
Ballbeam – I didn’t do it like Epstein –
Devo w/a whisk whip it good –
Respect the whirlwind –
No mercy bestowed upon you –
Intrusive like a foot to your backside
Your body’s a party, I’ll bring the log,
You bring the cabin –
And put the thunder to your unders –
The mouth sauce kept in my nuts
For your moms –
I am the END of the WORLD -
The blown candles to your pity party
Along w/ the KLAN crying under their
Hoods ranked 2nd place in the 1st place
For the losers who limper across
The finish line – rhythm and flow
Rap shit redundant like yelling @ a sloth
To slowdown – sad sack no flavor
Talentless -tasteless -hobbled wit –
Worthless -forsaken – a potter’s grave
(2x) Your prose is Disney princess –
I keep my mic malicious
James Turrell sculpts light –
Luminary on mics shred the gloom daunting
A 9 to 5 killing ourselves to live –
Y’all sweet like Root Beer sucked
Through a Twizzler straw –
Souped up like Au Bon Pain – but you
The type to blame the weather
On the weather man –
Picture perfect and somber-grief walked into
Your area code his last dance predates tragedy –
His heart – a bubble – something popped –
A deceased party people planner this
Wasn’t part of his plan – sorry not sorry – walking calmly
Towards the arms of time –
A vampire taking a selfie – no end in sight
And now it appears that one of us is out of
Sundays –
Voluntarily suicide yourselves – retire –
Eviscerated – self expire –
You are Die –
DA – Die Die –
In your comfort zone – rendered invisible
As air –
A jigsaw – a relationship in shambles –
Love in need of CPR –
God ends here –
There’s no app for that and you and I
Are a witness –
Distressed –
(5x) Batman sleeps with a nightlight
Batman sleeps with a nightlight
Batman sleeps with a nightlight
Batman sleeps with a nightlight
Batman sleeps with a nightlight
No trust in tomorrow –
Too arrogant to take helpful advice –
Communal with angst –
MC’s mascara smeared boo – hooin’
Facing they woe – up close –
Just as North Korea lands the
1st man on the sun traveling by night
To its lonely side –
(2x) Unique means alone –
Unique means alone –
I live in freedom which means no fear
Unique means alone –
A pessimist blood type –
Be negative –
As a witness and the end of the world –
The dumbest shit is how anyone –
Is still clinging to the belief of
Happy endings –
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5. |
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Underground like Hoffa –
Subjugate like Baron Karza (Kartha) –
You don’t want smoke no roach, you rap hoax
Faux Kafka –
Celebrate made a holiday out ya worst horror –
Unparalleled peril pen whip up an anguish worth sum dollars –
Rappers cut themselves on the knife I was
Holding –
Determined to sharpen letters
Determined to kill better –
You dared to dream to succeed where God’s
Failed –
Made a mockery –
A novelty even the fake being fake is
Authentic –
Cops pop hoods to block dash cams –
5 exclamation points !!!!! for emphasis
Salts the clouds – no second sight incoherent
From experience inert a wreckage
Cigarette filters and oceans congested
Mentally breached under the siege
Bereaved a pain wave a point of entry pen
W/a slasher films precision – a shellfish toxin
Mixed w/ water frozen into the form of a dart
Dissolved in the blood stream stopped your heart
Your kingdom is a hole in the ground –
This is not sleep – sleep is death’s
8 hr. Volunteer dress rehearsal –
Death is a sleeping contest that lasts forever
That sooner affects you than ME –
You a WASH – A bidet
This is debris – in disarray –
A perfumed scent of sweat rot –
And decay foes in an artisan bowl resemble
Soup shaped as a urinal during decomp –
A new thought for an object a readymade
A urinal bowl signed R. Mutt by Duchamp –
The Stoned Clairvoyant of Hip Hop –
The All- Star Matta Wilfredo Lam of rap
That I am –
In Summer Camp, I learned I like ants –
I was that kid alone on the playground w/ the bag of Lay’s
Potato chips alone on the swings by himself
That let an ant crawl onto a potato chip then
Ate it – then I licked the salt from my lips –
That’s some stupid embarrassing dumb kid shit –
The first time I tried anal @ 18, it was an accident
She bled a little – not enough lube but spit –
And all I could fit-
Was the tip –
It’s not vaginal so no natural lubricant –
And you can’t aim your dick straight
You have to take the tip and enter down and then left – it was awesome –
I liked it – but my reviews were mixed –
My dick was squeezed into a confined space
That it barely fit, but it felt dry, warm,
Yet pleasant – magnificent – now I’m
Obsessed w/ that shit – when I pulled out –
The tip of my dick was covered in a mound of shit
That smeared onto the sheets –
The aroma was wretched – lingered and reeked –
That scent carried over beats –
Why is ink adverse to sleep?
Usually, I can’t sleep – sleep is death’s
8 hr. dress rehearsal – btwn 3 and 5am –
The pen is an unworthy friend –
This fickled thing –
A pen made sure that sleep is denied me –
Sleep is death’s 8 hr. dress rehearsal
I watched a Spanish soap opera on an iPad
Propped on top of my girlfriend’s head
And she dreamt in Spanish –
My girlfriend asked me,
“If I write a rhyme on your head, would
It be my rhyme?” I replied,
“Stay still, as I’m writing the next line”
An empty page aches to greet me –
Haunting me in the after times in
Better days –
I use to sleep instead of using ink where
I’m awake and now my eyes are strained –
Evasive in rest even in darkness –
I answer to the ink I serve –
It yearns to end the triumph of a blank
Page as ink’s servant, I am suffering –
Why is ink so adverse to sleep? –
Why is ink so adverse to sleep? –
It’s 5:30 in the morning so there’s
No sunlight –
Getting up to go to work, my girl is holding
Her phone over the page as I write –
Fresh like a baby eating its own poop
Out the pamper –
Look @ you innocently –
Smiling, rubbing its tummy, smeared
Feces all over its mouth - smacking its lips
Saying, “Yeah, I’m the shit!”
“Yeah, I’m the shit!”
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6. |
$4
03:50
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I went to CVS to see what I could purchase for $4 –
I could buy Honey Roasted Peanuts for $4 –
A small bag of Trail Mix is $4 –
I could even purchase prunes for $4 –
I couldn’t even buy a descent toothbrush for $4 –
But I could buy a finger sport toy
Bowling set for $4 –
And a set of fake French nails for $4 –
But even dog and cat food cost way more than $4 –
There wasn’t even any medicine I could get
If I was sick for $4 –
Even the smallest bottle of aspirin cost more than
$4 –
I bought some shoelaces for $4 –
$2.99, actually, but I paid with $4 –
I needed a tape measure and I was bored
So I gotta box of UNO cards for $4 –
A Time Magazine and a coloring book for the kids
Came up to $4 –
A single for Marvin Gaye on iTunes, Makes Me
Wanna Holla, cost $2.99 less than $4 –
That bottle of water is $4 –
But the worst thing you could get as a
Black Man is to get shot in the head
For $4 –
Judge to the family awarded $4 –
Their father’s life for $4 –
A phone call was placed for a noise complaint –
At the time of his death, he was listening
To “All Me” by Drake –
He opened his door of his garage – then
Told the cop on the other side of it
To get the fuck outta dodge –
Cop fired four times afterwards
Each shot cost him his life at $4 –
It took 2 minutes to earn $4 –
The cost for the lawsuit for wrongful
Death was $4 –
Excessive force and violation of 14th and 15th
Amendment cost $4 –
S.W.A.T. Fired off tear gas cost $4 –
The jury deliberation was 10 hours –
Newman, the cop, wasn’t liable –
Drunk and hostile, Hill, the dead was 99%
Responsible –
The jury awarded Gregory Hill’s funeral
Expenses was one dollar –
The child’s loss of parental companionship
Instruction and guidance mental pain
And suffering was each one dollar –
The children are 7, 10, and 13
Each got a dollar –
Since the cop was only 1% responsible
The verdict was reduced to 4 cents –
The cop applauded the jury for free –
The funeral costs 11 thousand, you see
That’s why I take seriously what I commit
On paper and pen –
Cause in this present form, she might
Not see me again
But turn on a stereo press play and I will
Be here again –
And I’ll be here so long as she can stand
To listen –
As a Black Man, there’s always that
Strong possibility that that could be
ME
And I ask myself “What would happen
If that were to happen to my family?”
$4 couldn’t even buy time –
To kiss my family goodbye
The jury was
1 Black Man –
2 White Men –
5 White Women –
Black plight is only worth a dollar –
A noise complaint costs a man
His life and $4
A noise complaint costs a man
His life and $4
A noise complaint costs a man
His life and $4
A noise complaint costs a man
His life and $4
A noise complaint costs a man
His life and $4
$4
$4
$4
$4
$4
$4
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7. |
Voices from Hell
03:21
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I woke up to find myself out of the house w/no
Shoes walking north towards I don’t know
Where – I’m NOT in the house – I’m out of
The house w/o shoes – I remember it
Being early morning – if I had to guess –
Possibly around 5:44am as the sun is about
To greet the day so I keep walking
And walking and walking and walking
Until I find myself walking along the
Ramp of a highway – I couldn’t tell
You which highway it was –
I must’ve stepped on something sharp
And unpleasant as I’ve begun to limp
Yet I kept walking – Hell is ME –
Hell is ME – Hell is ME – This Hell is ME –
I found a piece of wood to sturdy
Myself along the curvature of the highway
But I don’t stop – I relieve myself
-A line of urine trails behind me
At first it was warm but
Now it’s discomforting –
It’s getting damp and cold
Quickly sticking to my leg w/ each
Movement exaggerating my limp
Yet I dare not stop –
Hell is Me – this Hell is Me –
This Hell is Me – what compels me
Nowhere to move but Forward –
I ache yet I move Forward –
Perhaps the driver didn’t see me
As I got clipped by a car
As it drove past propelling me
Into the air landing into a ditch
I lay in a ditch wanting to but
Didn’t move – this Hell is Me –
This Hell is Me – as the foot
That was injured started
Throbbing incessantly –
Aggressively – along with the rest of ME –
This Hell of Me – this Hell of Me –
I didn’t cry for help I didn’t scream
As it thrust me into the AIR –
I knew when I landed that my
Injuries were life-threatening –
I landed flat on my back –
In the aftermath, I resign myself
To my fate to lay in this ditch –
Perfectly still making no
Attempt to move or help myself –
I never left that ditch –
Months pass –
My body is discovered –
Half of who I once was is
Gnawed away and in an increased
State of decomposition –
My face was literally trail mix –
It had become a buffet for
Deer, raccoons, possums and other
Assorted road side animals –
I don’t know why I didn’t leave
The ditch or why I started
Walking –
I don’t see the children –
My girlfriend has come to the
Morgue too identify me –
This Hell is Me –
With my face a half-chewed
Sandwich – I’m surprised
That she made an identification
Because I hadn’t any other possessions
On my person at the time –
It was the necklace that confirmed
My identity – the custom necklace
W/ my name acts as a signature –
For who I once was –
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8. |
Gluten Free Wildout
02:05
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I’m the Ghost of Diallo crank-calling
The cops collect
Remember ME?
-I’m calling from ‘99
-I’m calling from ‘99
-I’m calling from ‘99
This is what 9-1-1 heard on the other side of
The receiver –
This is what 9-1-1 heard on the other side of
The receiver –
They heard:
Verse 1
ADP-KMOP-QTVMOS-SURCBG-
EILX W AND Z W-WAFB-
VPT-VPT
OUGYHIJBIT-EYI-
IYI-IYE
Verse 2
G-R-to the BBB to the RSRS-V
VR-RMR-ZVTE-YYW-EPG-
OZREXXTYC-DAW-PRGT-
IOW-YN HET-GG-RNR-
PP TO THE EPEGT on VMC
ONE IDZ –
YO YNP-
ONR-RRA-TTTP-
QSVOOB GGRB-
O-G
WE-
AIRD-
OUNO-
OG-
WE-
AIRD-
OUNO-
MC-
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9. |
Air Hatch
02:02
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Half the fun of being @ Von around the summer of 2009
Is standing outside w/ my DJ, Jason, the bouncer,
Cracking jokes and rating all the pretty girls that are
Going up and down Bleeker to indulge in alcohol
And bad decisions. What also attracts
Most people to Von had to do with the Italian
Restaurant next door named Bianca.
George, the owner, used to travel back and forth
Between both places bringing food to customers
At Von or announce to patrons awaiting a
Table if one had opened. A year later, rent increase caused Bianca to close.
One time, we’re standing outside and George,
Who grew up in the Bronx, may’ve been short
In stature but long in character, also possessed the
Rarity of being a true New Yorker. George
Always kept us entertained w/ stories for days,
Comes up to us just as Jason and I had just
Finished laughing. George comes and goes,
“Look, I can pop lock!!!”
Robotic animated jittery movements ensue.
What makes it more of a riot is that he
Wasn’t laughing.
“One time, I battled Mr. Freeze of the New York
City Breakers.”
Jason asked, “OH, yeah, what happened?”
“The kids in my neighborhood beat him up
And stole his sheepskin.”
We start dying laughing.
“Damn, George is gorilla hood.”
He starts to tell us a story that another
Patron, Nick St. George, told him about
When he was in family court about this
Jamaican couple standing in front of the
Judge. The woman tells the judge that she
Should keep the baby because she’s the
Mother. The judge looks at the guy.
Now George, in the worst imitation Jamaican
Accent says, “Judge, if I put a quarter
In a Coke machine and it comes out, is it
The machine’s or is it mine?”
As he was finishing this story,
This crazy dude’s running up to random cars
Begging for change. He’s mostly around
On the weekends but I guess today is
An exception. Just imagine a dirty, life-sized Mantis coming up to your car,
Knocking on your window screaming,
“I shot the Pope!! I shot the Pope!!! Now give me some change!!”
It’s not even funny anymore.
He’s obnoxious and always accosting the
Customers on the way out the bar.
I called him FUN GUY because he isn’t.
“His name is Fun Guy, get it, Fungi”
STAY AWAY
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10. |
Satelitte Dish
03:34
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11. |
Isaac Burns Murphy
03:36
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Ride the beat Prince Jockey – Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
The headstones – cracked chipped and crumpled
Scattered sporadically is disregard of his legacy
Mold and wind ate away @ the stone w/
The faded inscriptions and wiped away
So the names emerge
Murphy – in African Cemetery Two – in a
Forgotten Kentucky burial for horse trainers
And jockeys
Where fans flock by the millions eager to watch
Thoroughbreds streak down the race track
In the 145th Kentucky Derby little attention
Is paid to the black equestrians who paved the
Way for the industry since the – 1800’s
After the Civil War, most horse trainers
Grooms were black men – as were the jockeys
Of 28 winning jockeys in the Derby –
15 were black by the 1900’s Jim Crow pushed
More brothers out of the sport
Beginning in 1922 and the decades following
Black jockeys were few and marginalization
That continued to – 2000.
When Marlon St. Julien rode in the Derby
Kevin Krigger finished @ the bottom to the pack
In 2013 –
In that same cemetery, in a thick clump of grass
Stands a red and black old-style burial marker
Of Isaac Burns Murphy –
Murphy – who competed 11 times in the Derby
Died of a heart failure in 1896 winning
The Derby in 1884, 1890 and 91 for decades
Known as one of the best jockeys and for
His honesty offered bribes to lose but
He refused –
Prince Jockey – Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Prince Jockey – Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Prince Jockey – Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Despite his success, his grave was unmarked
For decades for more than 60 years until
The 60’s on his headstone inscribed –
“I am proud of my calling as I am of my
Record , and I believe in my life
Will be recorded a success, though
The reputation I enjoy was earned in a
Stable and in a saddle”
Isaac Burns – changed it to Murphy to honor
His grandfather when @ 14 he became
A jockey –
Murphy won 628 of his one thousand four
Hundred and twelve starts –
A victory rate unequaled no chance of his
Record of winning surpassed standing
Five hundred and thirty wins in –
One thousand five hundred and thirty-eight
Rides which makes his winning rate
At 44 percent Murphy –
The first jockey inducted into the
National Museum of Racing and Hall of Fame
@ its creation in 1953
Ride the beat Prince Jockey
Murphy – was the jockey for Kingman –
When he won the Kentucky Derby
To this date, the only horse owned by
Another Afrikan-American, Dudley Allen –
In 1884, he won 3 Kentucky Derbys
The only jockey to win the Kentucky Oaks,
Clark Handicap, and the Kentucky Derby
In the same year –
Isaac Burns Murphy –
Died in 1896 at 36 was an
Alcoholic who’s weight gain forced him into
Early retirement –
Distinguished –
3 Kentucky Derby Wins
4 American Derby Wins
And 5 Latonia Derby Wins
Say it again He WINS
Say it again He WINS
Say it again He WINS
He WINS
He WINS
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Chorus* - Ride the beat Prince Jockey –
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
Isaac Burns Murphy
*repeat chorus to end of track
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