1. |
Supernoverture
01:25
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2. |
Retrograde
04:55
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Chorus:
La, la, la, la [x6]
La, la, la, la [x6]
Verse 1:
Yo, welcome to the future, a carnival of gloss
Needs cheap, inch-deep, now we’re drowning in dross
And the scaffolding’s paperclips and papier-mâché
In the mezzanine, Philistines are leaning on the balustrade
Over the horizon a Seldon Crisis looms
The Mule is licking his lips — Lady Liberty, her wounds
And the prescient appeal to prayer wheels for intercession
As the lemmings live 32 feet per second per second
With foam fingers rising, they're saluting Martin Luther
While the 95 theses are rewritten by Dunning-Kruger
Eucharist on clearance; Mercury in retrograde
The Betty Ford Clinic has moved to The Hague
We shoot black tar dopamine; Alekhine’s opening
A trojan in the saddle with lotus eaters prattling
Battle for sport, then the pending divorce
Yeah, my theory’s got warts; I’m just preaching to the chorus
Chorus:
La, la, la, la [x6]
Verse 2:
Let’s bathe in these tribal waves washing over fallacies
Retention of attention is the only rationale we need
Glad to see we have the need to keep grabbing these
Rectangles of anger under blue screen canopies, yeah
Flip the fader back and forth rapidly
Props got us spinning tales/tails like boats over manatees
We absently don’t look up and don’t happen to see
A sword of Damacles hanging over humanity
Uh, we head toward our corners to attack
Inventing schemes that can transport us to the back
A time machine that moves man forward to the past
And inexorably lands with Morlocks; it’s a wrap cause
You phony; I’m euphonious; Ro is so melodious
The holiest is lowly and yet you show acrimony
From the Fall to Falwell, the blame isn’t mine
Standing in my glass house with a plank in the eye
Chorus:
La, la, la, la [x6]
Verse 3:
2020 got me peeping like I'm an owl or an eagle
Sights primeval; day and night all the perfect people
Regal, the green curtain that hides the villain
Best check yourself like you're Herbert Snellen
That E on the chart — it don't stand for emulate
Like light from stars a million light years away
Shine bright; take heart; your part may be to start
Or to pick up the ball and to carry it farther
The sky is falling while their stocks still booming
A reverse Isaac Newton, so appealing to chew on
One bad apple has started this ruin but me and you
Can restore the core with this tea I'm brewing
Diversity is an honor, not for eradication
The puzzle pieces fit cause they're not all the same and
Rejoice in the presence of even those who are late yeah
They might be that T-Rex last minute savior
Chorus
La, la, la, la [x6]
La, la, la, la [x6]
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3. |
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Verse 1:
Like the lakes, I'm great in 4k, landscape
Simultaneity space, made to skirt diverse states
My reality swayed by a construct contrived
As I chronicle the quantum described by my eyes
Sometimes, I may seem eerie or even a little superior
I'm here; I'll pick you up if you're stuck let me carry ya
Like this sound, take it; make it loud; wow, this beat is future bound
I hope you come around and when I'm lost that we're found
And then we rebound to the line, and don't let it fly by
So much time is wasted hesitating for sure signs
Stars shine, don't hide the heart of a clear mind
Yeah, let's get together like reticular mesenchymes
In messy times, we're meant to help and be kind
'Cause IRL don't work so well when trying to rewind
Until we get a bridge built by Rosen and Einstein
Yeah we may all die, but have fun in the here time
Chorus:
Yeah, the star lounge is open now
Come on in, and let us show you how
An horizon opening event
Climb aboard; we gon' get into it
Time for a wormhole pilgrimage
Cause we know that it is legit
Yeah, we really hope you stay around
Now welcome to the starlounge
Verse 2:
Big bang, steady state, unmoved mover, none of the 3
There must be something uncaused in the cosmos but not me
Cause two Clemente fans met 700 moons ago
And of a phosphorescent ovum, yada yada, and so
We have the Hessian’s Tale, filled with obsessions and holy grails
With a cryogenic bent to forestall, then post bail
Unpack aspirations from moth balls and flail
Falling down a murky hallway into a black veil
We are: set adrift. You know what? Banana splits
Are delicious, so taste the mix, wishless oblivion abides, and it’s
Cold and dark, solitary and stark, or rather
It's all blather but the footpaths of cadavers
Just walking each other home, through the catacombs
When in Rome, try a pistachio gelato cone
You hit the lotto, Holmes, you got the chromosomes
This ain't a rent-to-own trek through the quantum foam
Chorus:
Yeah, the star lounge is open now
Come on in, and let us show you how
An horizon opening event
Climb aboard; we gon' get into it
Time for a wormhole pilgrimage
Cause we know that it is legit
Yeah, we really hope you stay around
Now welcome to the starlounge
Verse 3:
Life’s a pedal, and it’s ready to just floor it, hit the gas
It’s a vapor, a limited stay here; you can’t store or bring it back
Like my neighbor, I just labor to ignore it even more 'til
This neural Sisyphean boulder on my shoulder starts to crack
In a wormhole; I fly through in a sky coupe
In a duel with time; we’ll see who dies at high noon
The arrow flies, and who Will Tell it finds fruit?
Tales are just narrators’ way to stay alive or try to
And I’m a shoddy, writer’s blocky Scheherazade rapping
I’m like Ryan Reynolds, don’t know how to act and that’s when
This living water slipping, dropping through my hands, and
Guess I’m heading to the ending that I practiced; check it
Rich fool, storing junk in the corner
I’m gonna lose it so no need to hoard it
Forgetting the dory and dropping the normal
And telling a story; now I’m an immortal
A journey to justice, grace, humility
Mercy; this has legs: millipedes
Surely pearly gates aren’t trussed with
Bluster, smugness, and fakes
Chorus:
Yeah, the star lounge is open now
Come on in, and let us show you how
An horizon opening event
Climb aboard; we gon' get into it
Time for a wormhole pilgrimage
Cause we know that it is legit
Yeah, we really hope you stay around
Now welcome to the starlounge
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4. |
Love, Laugh, Living Room
01:21
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5. |
Way Up
04:13
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Verse 1:
Time falls down: tick, tock
As lies spread out like rot
But I cannot just watch
My mind becomes unlocked
Pre-Chorus:
Gonna climb so high I touch the sky
I never ever wanna come down
Because I'm exploring so much more and
Oh, can you feel me now
And I hope that you will come with me
Into the ever great unknown
Because I need you to come and see
How much more there is to know
Chorus:
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up, way up
Ah ah, way up
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up
Way up
Oh
Verse 2:
Tide will flow; it ebbs out
Levy breaks and spreads doubt
So let's go; head on out
Levitate and set a route
Pre-Chorus:
Gonna climb so high I touch the sky
I never ever wanna come down
Because I'm exploring so much more and
Oh, can you feel me now
And I hope that you will come with me
Into the ever great unknown
Because I need you to come and see
How much more there is to know
Chorus:
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up, way up
Ah ah, way up
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up
Way up
Oh
Bridge:
Look up; yeah, we deny the ground
Slipping through the nimbus going by the clouds
Passing as we grab the silver lining out, yeah
Hope is on board; the upside is down
We’re moving through space spreading rock and soul
You ain’t up with the squad, then stop, drop, and roll
And from a little squat you’ll spot the obstacle
But from the top, you can grok what’s possible
So we are elevating soon, we ain’t rooted
Flush with some spades and faces, all suited
Here, let me make some room and take you with
We don’t need to raise the roof, we break through it
Pre-Chorus:
Gonna climb so high I touch the sky
I never ever wanna come down
Because I'm exploring so much more and
Oh, can you feel me now
And I hope that you will come with me
Into the ever great unknown
Because I need you to come and see
How much more there is to know
Chorus:
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up, way up
Ah ah, way up
Don’t stop now
We can’t back down
Get up
Way up
Oh
Outro:
We don't stop
Won't stop
We don't stop
Won't stop
Don't stop
Don't stop
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6. |
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Verse 1:
I keep my trophies in the basement
My foundation: greatness
First place every day when I wake then
I build more towards the sky I'm scraping
I climb so high I'm space adjacent
When it comes to boasts, know I'm a statesman
Raise a cup in toast up to that statement
It sounds so good you can almost taste it
Number 1 with a bullet if I bothered to rank this
Face it, when I bake beats, I'm based
Masaharu Morimoto, spicing right to taste
Cooking jams like the Shinkansen, setting the pace
An express lane bullet train with heading and haste
Chorus:
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Yeah, you better start running (running, running)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Diane, not Dunning (Dunning, Dunning)
Verse 2:
Coming soon to a speaker near
You, DKE and the tempo of doom
Get your Reese’s Pieces ready and your popcorn too
Fluid grooves sliding through like a PVC tube
From Tokyo to Kyoto, we flow smooth
In Bruges, we adduce a little blue blood lurks
And how an earworm works like Mansplain Smurf
A bathyscaph on wax, getting deep in the trench
Unquenchable in this life or the next
The Flux Capacitor detonates at 94 BPMs
The Sickle Man takes the train to the end
With the gigawatt boost, it’s haunting Marcel Proust
St. Peter’s dropping the needle; no one’s bulletproof
Chorus:
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Yeah, you better start running (running, running)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Diane, not Dunning (Dunning, Dunning)
Verse 3:
I can’t even pretend, I
Pen rhymes that others have said can bend minds
Ya head fries if you try to comprehend lines
But listen ten times; then you’ll end wise
Cuz when I get the mic, it’s like I ascend sky
Doves cry, butterflies get tied up and confess
That they really need to reassess how to get fly
It’s sweeter than hives with a buzz like red wine
Bath and Body Works calls me fresher than pine
And thyme with me is sage; it’s herbal evidence
The doc’s in the residence but manners ain’t bedside
The neurosis diagnosis that made ya neck jive?
The Effect’s set in again — dead right
Chorus:
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Yeah, you better start running (running, running)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
DKE Comin (Yeah, we gonna show you how)
DKE Comin (Gonna tell you what it's all about)
Diane, not Dunning (Dunning, Dunning)
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7. |
Plastic Roots
05:29
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Chorus:
And they huff
And they puff
And they show you it's not good enough
Do what it takes
For accolades
To resonate
Verse 1:
I had a fight with my lady, damn
Which made me think of my good friend, Dan
With his proclamations and his love citations
To his wife again and again
Well, he doesn’t really have a vice
Though I’ve probably only met him twice
But I see his missives and his hugs and kisses
And the filter on the photo’s nice
Yeah, Dan is savage
At the gym with his camera snappin’
That photo is the proof it happened
On his Instagram
So modest with his humblebraggin’
And ya know, I would never @ him
Cuz he must be perfect
Based on what I have observed and
I’m sure that is what I need
To feel some purpose
Pure platitudes on my feed
For my life to be complete
Chorus:
And they huff
And they puff
And they show you it's not good enough
Do what it takes
For accolades
To resonate
Verse 2:
Yeah, every day is show and tell
Everyone’s got that new life smell
With chroma-keyed scenes and TikTok dreams
Of monsieurs and mademoiselles
What path can I take to get
A cachet and clicks effect
Cuz the Joneses focus surely ain’t the lotus
Yo, attention is the coin of the net
Jump cut to Neil
Top down pics of all his meals
Wish I had that kind of appeal
To share with the world
Is he having a boy or girl?
Tune into that gender reveal
And more than the rest
His arguments are the best
It’s affirmation if you disagree
That he’s correct
Wish his shoes were on my feet, yeah
That’s it. That’s the tweet
Chorus:
And they huff
And they puff
And they show you it's not good enough
Do what it takes
For accolades
To resonate
Bridge:
Dignity!?
What's it ever really bought for me?
Yeah, it's a win for me when content is king
Lesson 3, if you agree: hastag A D
My high lifestyle key new wave Pay Day
Meet my fee, and I'll eat these all day
Then I'll make a mint unboxing NFTs
But first I gotta sell these oils and beads
Yeah, debt depth reaching my eyeballs at least
But I'm cool to my friends that I've never seen
Online likes rise as I drink G Fuel
Hanging with my best bride by the side of my new pool
I'll smile while I walk in mile in your soles/souls,
Deliver up control to Door Dash or Khols
No I'm not for sale, but before you go
It's an AD read; be sure to use my code
#WE'RESOLD
Verse 3:
Now I wish I could get more fans
Like my friends that live in their van
Every second of their lives is streamed worldwide
Ring that bell, like, and subscribe
Yeah, to feed that fam of five
These kids gotta get monetized
Yeah, they'll be thankful later for that dash of fame
And recognized as an Uber driver
And I’m here for it
Gotta get that influence
I know a guy that got some clicks
Standing next to a bear
That’s how to live loud, I swear
I wonder why I haven’t seen him since
Whenever there’s a disaster
I’ll pose looking sober after
Going shirtless, yo, to win
Gotta keep 'em thirstin'
'Til I get them benjamins
For inking brands right on my skin
Chorus:
And they huff
And they puff
And they show you it's not good enough
Do what it takes
For accolades
To resonate
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8. |
Criminally Underrated
01:18
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9. |
Experiments in Sound
04:31
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We begin with science.
Verse 1:
Ever since the pandemic began to kick off
My stance has been that hard pants can go and get lost
I stan soft pants from the finest of mixed cloths
You think I wear Prada? Nah, I'm more of a one-off
A multilingual linguist writing lyrics I wanna
Por mis rimas you say gracias, mi respuesta: de nada
A music polyglot, got the shot that'll arm ya
The real panacea, beats more dope than big pharma
My refrains, the best strains that hang around in your brain
Straight bangers, going hard, hot fire, all flames
Like Dylan, top 5, spittin' fire again
The way this track slaps it should be named Cy Raige
Or Rick James when played by Dave for laughter
D-K-Easy here to reach you before Earth becomes After
To all my homeostatics roaming retinohypythalamic
Take this heat check beat and put it in your tympanic
Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
Verse 2:
Ay yo, I’m second on the mic and pen ultimate
Sesquipedalian when I write, catapulting wit
I’ve hit the summit of the climb when it comes to this
And for this ride you need the height and an adult ticket
So strap in, we blastin' past the rats on that race
Taking chances as we’re mixing acid rap with slapped bass/base
Snap off that insecurity; we're headed to Absurdity
A planet that DK inhabits, and we have it flourishing
But listen solidly; it’s the Cryptic
Physician’s policy to not get it twisted and know the
Difference consciously, from nonsense to knowledge
With a diffidence to epistemeology
And I’m an ion trap, keeping time with fine precision
I ride the flow like chocobo, go find a giant chicken
We got the science facts while dropping science diction
Lines from Emmitsburg to heavenward like Jeremiah Dixon
Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
Verse 3:
30,000 days then the play is complete
Life is too short for denim and collecting receipts
And maintaining the pleats; Fuse makes burdensome beats
I mean massive, the V.A.R. check is for feet
The lyric stands; like hourglass sands we wreck plans
Creating Kaiju carnage by the Sea of Japan
Like Ahab (mad, and tracking alabaster) be damned
Call me Phos, the certifiable scribe leviathan
With disparate linguistic tricks, kissing my fingertips
And snippets of slick ticks, clinks, and finger clicks
A micro-phoneme fiend who might throw Mike Breen
Into the verse 'cause his bursts are amphetamines
Bang! I’m dropping bombs from the logo; melting down like Yoko
Not going out like the 13th Apollo, oh no
Our Big Three's great; the ring's fate like Frodo
One band to rule them all: three men and a robo
Chorus:
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
What I prescribe
Is a little bit more of this in your life
Cause I have found
I like to get down with (experiments in sound)
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10. |
Bona Fides
05:10
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Verse 1:
DKE coming back; yeah, we running it back
Oh yeah, you heard that; I rhymed back with back
So if we're so smart then where's it at?
Behind the A and the T if you ask my dad
We don't keep it 100, not even 110
DKE POV: infinite percent
Peep in the rear view, and see the wake extend
So real, yet deep, the Mariana of Trench
With drip like a faucet in a winter freeze warning
Fresher than a shirt just after laundering
Purely authentic, fully hearted, clear eyed
This beat: one receipt that makes us bona fide
For a quatrain of years we been sailing stars
Pandemic might as well been a mission to Mars
At times it seems like all hope was lost
But never fear, cause your ears are now filled with sauce
Chorus:
Bona fide
Get real, authentic appeal, we got no ill intent
Bona fide
Sincere, without a veneer, neither specious nor counterfeit
Bona fide
Been around, used as a noun, since 1665
Bona fide
Getting down, with our singular sound, yeah we're bona fide
Verse 2:
I’m the P. H-E-S-S-I-AN
If I wasn’t, then why would I profess I am
Behind tangy bars requiring a zest exam
So addictive, it’s illegal to possess a gram
From parts unknown, weight: 11 stone
Ring the bell; it’s for the belt; give me the microphone
Only one set of sitbones fits on that throne
Make ya tap like Sandman Sims before long
Unique, boutique, hip-hop’s true black swan
Spawning simulacra like Ghengis Khan
Don’t sell us short or a squall of margin calls
Grand mal, will rain down until your funds are all gone
Sign the Ulysses contract; burn the boats
Siren songs don’t phase my frontal lobe; it’s a moat
Like Leopold Bloom consumes whole goats
I’m getting on to the sonic autobahn full-throat
Chorus:
Bona fide
Get real, authentic appeal, we got no ill intent
Bona fide
Sincere, without a veneer, neither specious nor counterfeit
Bona fide
Been around, used as a noun, since 1665
Bone fide
Getting down, with our singular sound, yeah we're bona fide
Verse 3:
DKE’s the club here but it ain’t for fighters
And faith over fear, unless it’s a spider
My tangibles so clear but cannot be measured
And I have not one peer so there ain’t no pressure
Toast this jam at delis; LeBron would be jelly
We’ll go so viral, white blood’s on my celly
We’ll share this out; yo, we ain’t Martin Shrkeli
You’re listening now so you have it already
Look, no joke like your momma comma so imma ad hominem and
Attack this track like I’m fries with ranch dip
I can’t quit dunking on em; going hard in the paint
Like Bob Ross on canvas: The Joy of Stanzas
Then I rhyme bilingual, cogito: ecartes-Day
Modern: etrarch-Pay, my pen is so arp-shay
Natural: emarck-Lay, the charm of an ark-quay
I yolo each hour til the diem is arpe-kay’d
Chorus:
Bona fide
Get real, authentic appeal, we got no ill intent
Bona fide
Sincere, without a veneer, neither specious nor counterfeit
Bona fide
Been around, used as a noun, since 1665
Bona fide
Getting down, with our singular sound, yeah we're bona fide
Outro:
Bona fide (get real)
So Right (get hype)
Bona fide (get real)
That's tight (1665)
Bona fide (get real )
Get hype (so tight)
Bona fide (get real)
For life (for life)
We're bona fide
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11. |
Polarity (Polarity)
01:28
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12. |
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Verse 1:
You’ve finally had enough, this new trend won’t shred
You were born to chase glory but consume it instead
Another diamond-encrusted guru to renovate your psyche
“Try my cutting-edge program and you could be just like me”
Hair plugs, white teeth, rubbing shoulders with
Hair plugs, white teeth, when you discover they’re
Creating the itch that they hope that you scratch
Which creates another itch, and delivers them: cash
Perpetual motion and perpetual grief
You get your fix but it’s a short-lived relief
All the mantras and the methods, when you think you’ve tried everything
Lemme tell ya friend to get ready for The Bettering
Chorus:
I can't wait, another brand new thing
Feed my brain; I'm here for The Bettering
The latest craze straight into my veins
Urgently here for The Bettering
Verse 2:
Call now! Cuz the doc is in to help when you’re lost
Phil/Fill the hole that is lodged in your soul, discover the cause
And to get your life from black and white to living in Oz
You’ll be feeling back to right in an occipital spa
And all the thoughts I can see that you’re festering
I can unlock, I’m certified in The Bettering
And I’m accredited in positive energy
That can achieve your potential for anything
And you’ll be measurably more happy and soon you will be driven toward
Directing your ambition, the fruition is to transform your vision board
Your imagination train’s on a collision course
With riches; offer’s limited, don’t wait another minute more
Chorus:
I can't wait, another brand new thing
Feed my brain; I'm here for The Bettering
The latest craze straight into my veins
Urgently here for The Bettering
Verse 3:
So many cliches to make your day feel brighter
They'll sell you common sense, but please read the rider/writer
You need more than a book to teach you about life
Bestsellers won't get there... unless you read mine
Complete with 9 steps to remove stress 'cause I'm
Not like all the others that claim they're right
Only I can help you in your personal plight
And please write the check out to cash when you tithe
Then buy my relationship course online
My advice: the best; been divorced nine times
$49.99 will get you all in this
Name it and claim it cause I'm selling forgiveness
Chorus:
I can't wait, another brand new thing
Feed my brain; I'm here for The Bettering
The latest craze straight into my veins
Urgently here for The Bettering
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13. |
The YOU Testament
00:53
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...if you'll open up your copy of The Bettering, you'll see the secret to manifesting your potential and actualizing everything in your affirmation dreams. If you don't have your copy of The Bettering in hand right now, our administrators and adwomenistrators are standing by to assist you to saying "yes" to your success as you locate YOUR life theme via our accredited reinvention pro...
...a false sense of connection, hunger, headache, lack of awareness, swelling of the amygdala, social anxiety, constipation, compulsive behaviors, memory loss, dizziness, depression, fear of missing out, attention cravings, drowsiness, dry mouth, insomnia, internal bleeding, loss of ability to understand any perspective outside of your own, and anal fissures.
Do not use Polarity if you are allergic to Polarity.
Call your government representative if Polarity lasts in the app store more than six hours.
Ask Dr. Mystery if Polarity is right for you.
Polarity.
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14. |
Vital Signs ft. Earth
03:59
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Verse 1:
It’s young stats
The resident doc and as I push the clock
A new patient I got is straight outta the north
So at my arrival, time to check your vitals
I cannot deny that your feeling some warmth
Irregular beating, then gasping to breathe, and
We could try to treat it or maybe just sweep it
Under the rug, clean up on aisle 3; leave it
Cause my hands and feet are on the way to Venus
Get away from all the misfits
Feening for the dopamine that is instant
Going straight for the green, but we missed it
Oblivious of the green we were gifted
The minas turn to Midas, and we found the touch
With a fools gold crown on a brow that slumps
But Lil Jon taught us not to turn down for what
So let’s move in to a universe that bounces up
Chorus 1:
Uh, vital signs weaken
But the billboard is a beacon
And we drove right by, and that is the reason that we will be leaving
Yeah, vital signs weaken
The billboard is a beacon
We drove right by, and that is the reason that we will be leaving
Verse 2:
Epochs of ferns, trilobites, and the Stegosaurus
Fats that ruled before us burning in our Taurus
There's a detour up ahead, and the engine light's red
While the bridge is out over a dried-up riverbed
Good luck, Godspeed
Some monkeys just cover their eyes and feed
While the Johnnies and Jens bake like gingerbread men
Whistling past a plaster cast of an Iguanodon
Over a chorus of crickets; ain't kicking ballistics
The frontal lobe's like a microbe: parasitic
A Ponzi scheme, Armageddon Clock-themed, ibid
And Gaia's checking her watch; can ya dig it?
I’m all-in for Earth over the eight billion locusts
Running leaf blowers every October
And the corpses co-mingling with the partygoers
2000 zero zero: time's up; it’s all over
Chorus 2:
The vital signs weaken
But the billboard is a beacon
And now the reason we're leaving
Is we drove right by without seeing
Verse 3:
Listen to me, née the Third Rock
Also known as the globe that you walk
Get on your feet; see I'm coming in hot
Like you made my seas; believe it or not
Not gonna lie I'm the one shot you got
Remember that goldfish you wished for and washed?
Well, water will make you more flush than your wad
Stick with that script, and I'll switch up the plot
Some of you claim that you may wanna witness
The end of my time but you need to hear this
Consensus is that you should come to your senses
I plead with you thus, stop counting your cents, yes
Dream about more than just your existence
Or get on a rocket right out of this system
A short sharp shock but you need to listen
For this is a world that our children will live in
Chorus 2:
The vital signs weaken
But the billboard is a beacon
And now the reason we're leaving
Is we drove right by without seeing
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15. |
Pulse
06:30
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Verse 1
This give to you of finitude
A temporal pursuit, condemned to choose
Murals of the bruise-imbued
Lifetimes of you unmet, the proof
What's cut; what's left behind
That makes aspirations and actions rhyme
Carvings, beautiful scars and aches
So when I die, my epitaph should say:
Here lies Rob or his cremains
He loved dusk and blustery autumn days
The squeals of laughter when his nephews played
With the vacuum cleaner or the finger paints
It's moments; don't hope; you must commit
When the universe sends loose ends that fit
Shooting stars are a harbinger; make a wish
I don’t deserve this person but there she is
Chorus:
You know I wanna love
But there is just so much
That I can give, for us to live
Put your hand here, and feel my pulse
From the farthest star
Straight into my heart
Where you begin is where I end
Let's start again, and never stop
Verse 2:
Hey there nice to see ya
Heartbeat onomatopoeia
Boom bop, how it greets ya
Merging lines on EKGs and
My glass house is fully owned
I'm self-aware but still catching stones
It's been two years so tell me what I missed
Since I came up for air not long ago
I hope our beats are synched in Hertz
With the pulse I feel in the universe
And you hold my hand when the end is near
Out of love and awe, not out of fear
Cause I need more friends and not more enemies
As I already have an arch enemy within me
What's meant to protect me is literally killing me
It's you and me 'til the end, relentlessly
Chorus:
You know I wanna love
But there is just so much
That I can give, for us to live
Put your hand here, and feel my pulse
From the farthest star
Straight into my heart
Where you begin is where I end
Let's start again, and never stop
Verse 3:
Two roads, they diverged
In a wood, and I
Ignored both
And blazed though the vines
Left brain is on lock
But right’s got the music
So when the beat drops
It cannot refuse it
There's no need to ask it
My love has accepted it’s part of the package
Home is her presence, and there is a balance
Our talents get tenants, but tenants, not talents
Always adapting
Heart is in fractions but moored and inspired
Part is extracted then forged in the fire
Sharpened, not hardened like swords from the iron
And carbon; now starting the course going higher
Chorus:
You know I wanna love
But there is just so much
That I can give, for us to live
Put your hand here, and feel my pulse
From the farthest star
Straight into my heart
Where you begin is where I end
Let's start again, and never stop
Never stop...
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The Diane-Kruger Effect Atlanta, Georgia
We're the hip-hop/nonsense group The Diane-Kruger Effect (DKE): Jason Fuse, Luke Overbey, Robert Berg, Elle Laye, and
Rochelle Bainbridge.
Our musical influences include Max Planck, Baruch Spinoza, Thomas Bayes, Tesla (the scientist, not the band or the car), Stuffy McInnis, The Hubble Space Telescope, and Potato Chips. Also, Shakespeare - wait, we're better than that. Forget that last one.
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