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CYMATICS

by Robin Black

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1.
My name is Robin Black.... I came here to kill it when i left it was dead I burned up the body I severed the head the clowns back the crown the soundtrack about it I know the game my bones and veins wrap around it wire tap your town rap i doubt it i shouted it out loud out n about town now it’s jus a countdown away 4, 3... dap ya down i dont really know how (i really don't) but i found away The Shining superimposed who dispute the devotion? prose in the hue of home cue the future implodin i do this for you, i hope that you know my smile is toothless cause the truth is i chose, to grow old and train you the dojo ya came to what ya dont kno explained to you to change the way you view the pain remain who you became to stay the same you rue the day you lose ya way ya knew you’d stray so made me make you ghost in the shell flow reboot it back up, backed up the computer, now we lose no more tracks bruh i Came to this table hated, fated to fail avail stalemates what i state aint for sale my failsafe failed had faith i'd prevail now they chasin my tail at the pace of a snail reach beyond Light like ultraviolet rays a smile faker, inner child savior, pilot Eva why noray i say cryin at ya grave in my mind i try and find a way to save ya what i try and say my silence stays awake fa why fight fate or ? pile paper or ? wide eyed dilator why die later? why’d i wait for it to be to late....
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NEW GAME PLUS: Here was a kid with his act down pat from zero to hero in no time flat young Michael Jack can’t micromanage that no slack for no Jo Jack ya get ya daddy smacked knick knack paddy wack big black caddillac when it come to rhymin on the track yo i gotta knack notebook passage no look passes no hooks i’m focused i won’t just cash in mad scientist witha fat client list tight knit type of clique that i transpire with campaignin just to maintain this shit Champagne in my piss and i ain’t changed a bit dropped my first tape they want the kid to retire no hard copies it was physically fire San Francisco you know i’m talking to you never take an L i gotta walk to the zoo (stupid) Robin Black kill ya leaders free ya followers BIG said "it was all a dream" a dream isn’t all it was i been fightin all night and day with my mentor’s torches to light my way angels circlin the pain resurfacin venom circulatin through the veins of the murmurin vermin in the game that affirmative we murderin turnin in what we learned to journey further in the raptures pastures with the pastors bastards lacquered plaques above the shackled hackers i’m imaginin me up in the Oracle arena layin it down like a portable machine gun how the same mothafuckas who be shruggin at my dreams study and steal the style and rhyme schemes tryna pretend like the shit don’t get to me inspirin the same people who never accepted me and you aint even gotta purchase it back in the lab recordin slaps like child services you don't want the years of work that i put in the tears of hurt that i couldn't hide behind my pride you don't want a momma that you couldn't find you want the respect that i have today but you don't want ya homies to pass away you don't wanna save you throw the cash away you just want the praise you want the accolades you try to hold me back but i gotta go to class i ain't bullshittin so i gotta go to pass first i gotta go to english then i gotta go to math and i didn't get the syllabus i gotta go back (Fuck) financially, physically academically, artistically tryna pull more out of me earn more learn more burn more calories spiritually...lyrically i wanna be a better rapper bump the tape hope your day is better after robin black...second chapter watch me outrap em watch i got em so shook dale play the beat i got 100 fuckin notebooks RETURN FIRE: back in the day we’d go play parappa the rapper, bushido blade i guess that’s why i am a grammar enamored man with the banner of my samurai clan in my hand look down on me? kid you couldn’t get high enough i strolled in this game soaked in Goliath blood some call me from jail some call me the man ya kno i get throwd like a ball in a hand i stepped on the court still haven’t felt the bench don’t judge me by first album judge me by my tenth i’m the one it’s so clear i am thought i couldn’t come harder that and here i am sometimes i wonder will i make it past 30 when ya comin hella clean they wana do ya hella dirty but take a look back at what got me right here it was swallowin pride it was vomitin prayer afraid of ya fallacies a slave to ya salaries we in this together Now No savior mentalities cus back at Mission high shit was mission impossible 2 tapes in now i’m fuckin unstoppable true to yourself i really urge you to be since i just self actualized the thousandth version of me i’m through with just dreamin I’m movin with meanin cus now i got somethin for you to believe in he mocks me? man can he not see? wannabe’s wanna be where my feet got me blood in the ring crowd squirmin in their seat cus im about to show victory all i learned from defeat
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from the jump like Geronimo i just feel phenominal word to my momma cuz im on like the honor roll im on im on a roll put it down like dominos, ima calm the drama like the palm muhhamad hold with no coc or liquor, no O’s or figures i just under promised watch me over deliver cause you bozos know i’m cold like a Hoboken winter in those clothes with those holes only homies remember i seen hopes and dreams turn into dope and beams turnta tropes and schemes, turnta dope MC’s turn to me cus i’m tryna cope and cultivate im tryna motivate us i’m tryna flow like ocean waves over notebook pages no i don’t know what fame is but what i wrotes outrageous, quote it so i know i made it so sing it if ya know it and ya know i know ya know it VERSE 2: it's the R-O-B-I-N D-O-R-I-A-N B-L-A-C-K B-A-D-A-S-S A B-A-D M-F flowin like im neckless no necklace needed jus take the flow and freeze it freeze the flow and wear it the people know it’s ether so they don’t even care if the lyrics on the sheet that i speak meet and merit the beat i need to eat i mean the need to eat a beat i mean the CD fee is free still see me treat my parents still see me keep my bearings defeat it be the key to me seekin greener scenery like therapy to share it scared to be compared to me they scared to be embarrassed any emcee unaware of me has clarity to cherish Herakles to Pharisees fares, fees and tariffs carefully i bury care free adversaries arrogance vocabulary varies with no generic narrative through all the wear and tear keep my sincerity apparent as... R-O to the B-I-N Pineapple juice to the G-I-N in the mind of the youth like adderal is off top, male pattern baldness i'm bout it bout it ima be wilin while in stylin like im andre 3000 if it isn't frisco must be brooklyn punched the game in the face when it wasn't lookin I ain't even worried you could take a shot like Stephen Curry i think yiddish dress british family finance finesse fitness f with us school em like Columbine shine this lil light of mine til it extinguish i looked off in lectures took off semesters shook off professors left schoolbooks on the dresser despite our predecessors best effort bet we left the records wrecked squares shook like an etch-a-sketch bird echelon thats nothin to second guess metal gear rex teks tex mex for breakfast commitment to excellence work ethic perplexin perfectionists concepts fleshed out like a pent house just walked in but i'm feelin like the best out gotta keep it movin every new day dearer so i'm startin with the man in the 2 way mirror used to get one check i did my best to budget now i'm hoppin on a plane to the Czech republic......
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I got chemical imbalances vexin my exo skeleton it’s never been so challengin than how it is now its been down and out poutin blackin out from downin gin, HAL 9000 power trippin clam chowder powder bingin thousand miles per hour zippin thru doubt and uncertainty outright fallacy reality virtually nostalgia commercially the sound of empowerment watered down with conflicting accounts of encountering currency counter-insurgency serve you cowards like courtesy serve you like a kitchen counter get disemboweled or devoured ditched,disavowed or deflowered dissed and discounted but proud of it cause it grounded the shit we spittin now to the hits shittin out on tha bitch asses that classified my passion as asinine last of it cause im im thinkn bigger than big out the body bag and body anybody think they big enough to embody that so have hip hop hate me like anything feminine but i can do more than emulate eminem and them ya’ll mothafuckas think ya sermons perplex me? like i aint been on stage with Sherman Alexie... ROOM SERVICE: Heat my folgers greet my mornings pourin mai tai’s like hov and tah tah I crane kicka cobra kai guy fly by treasure better weather has a jet set ever had a breakfast better? best bet france and then uh next up mecca Salutaions postcards from Maui Waui wow we wowed the nation wildn out and now we wavin out of wave runnas pillow case oasis out the shower flower fragrance what ya kno bout fillin photo albums up with smilin faces? Leonitus we jus righteous right it jus feel like it blue dream burnin servin unique worded room service verses peep the pina colada music enthusiasts losin it got em bobbin to it nostrils leak the La Madrina Reefa roastin toast tequila toast mimosas smoke cohibas punk puta policia life a bitch grand odalisque her features peep tha moleskin soaked in game cane poetry be coca leafy know ya see me and i know ya know the name i'm lookin like Ewan Mcgreggor in a room full of treasure treasurin the studio time that i get come through, hooks in my hand like a motherfuckin pirate i'm tryna be shakespeare, ya'll bathin in drake's tears i snatch ray bands off the fake fans and get props like a stage hand bossin like vince swaggin like shane mcmahon a lil purp stankin and theres no stoppin him keep it ben franklin on one like george washington get stupified get super high i'm bouta come harder than bill clinton unsupervised i strive to keep the vibe alive beaten despised weakened but deep inside wise pimp peep the pride in my sleep deprived eyes i got 3 ho's keep it lit like christmas album ain't mixed but i bet the chick i'm with is
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Red Monkey 06:42
RED MONKEY: DJ Panopticon like how that look? a mac wit a mic and a macbook can’t write in my black book that’s like a matchbook ash on the tracks that i pushed back book-bag fulla black soot bics like backwoods pass that good don’t look so surprised rob rap that good you know how many daps that last rap took suicide, how many cats that took? so fulla life do you know how it feels when you look em in the eyes and they lack that look? the fuck you got to laugh at? with ya wack ass E.D.M. trap hooks in ya hash tag hood want the cash that they can’t tax? want what ya can’t have? good finna fire facts at a facist fat flatfoot cast sack packed like like a amtrak fulla anthrax and (VERSE 2) stash joog ask jack jook i asthma attack hooks tracks like shaq foot leave shaq shook like half way crooks rack lackin rooks lack a stack of books tired like a black cadillacs feet and if ya ask me who cooked cracks in the crack cooks street exactly i always feel like somones watchin watchin so take a good look at me don’t look so unhappy i took a few addies at ease not me rookie of the year fingers in her ***** sumn mushy in my ear ass all pent up back all bent up adderol in em and that’s all venom and with that momentum and eminem famous red monkey denim look mamma we made it so this the young mans perspective im a rider like my last ambulance word to the reflection in the camera lens r-o-b wit a 40 to squeeze sober please im in this bitch like ovaries pop mollys like the pack pop ollies mollywhop like stunnaman stunna shades like protoman 2pac holigrams young american bastard yea the malls and the misery take scape goats throats and callin that a victory then callin that history this the shit we be rewritin wizard prince viking on a purple prince bike writin vicodin check me out no check me out gods favorite cross faded til im crucified on a cross faded word to the chrysler i jus got laid in bitches with big asses thicker than euro's glasses killa cali milton bradley game spitter in yo hood like we wearin the same sweater enter the dragon braggin rights pimp hand, IP Man still i grab tha knife like samson wife VERB ON MY NOUN: i see alot of old faces and i see some new and i truly appreciatte that... internal rhymin journal giant unconcerned if clients burn or buy it hope that my fans...no i hope that my fam there that kenshin himura, that batosai the manslayer VERSE 1: workin on a thesis to convert the non believas stay up out the hood like circumsized penis ya know we don’t stop goin to the top if we hit rock bottom then we start doin squats this here means the world to me sample beat verse features repeat been grindin been refinin my skills Hope the lyrics ya’ll bitin turn to cyanide pills so damn bitter but your no damn quitter i hope these motherfuckers get it through their neurotransmitters All the samples mixed and all of the bars wrote we toast champagne n swallow cigar smoke now i ain’t peaking but speaking up got me eatin peking duck sleep on silk sheets next to big old puerto rican butts what the check say? what respect say? luis v louis c. k. wit a SK bitch i’m fly like a spiderweb money in the cuts multiplyin like a hydra head designin my rhymes like i’ma try for 5 mics tongue twisters on the mic be dyke-like what im bout to do you cant undo for years dress the truth in pop music, let it run through your ears whether you wana analyze it or you wanna zone i’m goin harder than ya whole crew on my own CHORUS: verb on my noun verb verb on my noun verb on my noun verb on my noun verb verb on my noun verb on my noun til im world renowned VERSE 2: enablers, failures claimin that they saviors ho’s wit nose fulla iggy azalea fuck tha turn up that you thought youd earn a buck with n fuck turnin up on some superficial fuck shit commercia lshit will spike your inner ear fluid still you revere, still you adhere to it don’t let anybody tell you different they supersede what you believe ta sell you widgets the Chaos math the apocalypse tax the fire footsteps across a gasoline path oh some say its bullshit minute long sample in front of vulnerable shit disc jockeys jockin it / real mothafuckaz coppin it tryna live my life like the “death of sardanopolus “ donny warned ya all but you didn’t listen i feel yall music but i feel no competition hak puey rattlesnake venom lil mothafuckas still slashin at my tendons i almost wish i could let ya’ll chill but i’m goin for the kill so ice skate up hill gillie suited til we looted, still improvin i keeps it movin like a drive by shootin nothin to lose, you think i care about drama now turn my shit up loud when you drive passed...
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he was tryin to tell me "you aint shit, you aint doin shows" and i jus told him "you ain't shit, and you ARE doin shows" (VERSE 1) Stocky sake sipper in knock off versace slippers, shinin like body glitter on a stripper with the disc jockeys jockin it like aubrey plaza topless asophagus apocalypse metropolis populus i be that off pitch prophet lockpickin, pick pocket, rings and wristwatches hot shit ya caught with, you get picked off quick the hava-nots ragnarok, the masterpiece yall sleepin on piano keys im creepin on, drop like robert oppenhemier just to rock designer, i be that wicked rhymer with the china sippin forties, first i sniff a line then get behind the thickest shorty on fire like bomb ass buddha in rolled joints i slither like a dragon in a room full of gold coins, a lucrative music biz that you could jus go join lootin the youth and they dupin the dopeboys, stoop for a suit and you get couped up like old boy, im comin through the motherfuckin roof of ya rolls royce WRECK OF THE TITAN: I know reality shows you better than reality shows do like Zorro i'ma carve an "R" in it...... cultures in the garbage ya'll jus vultures in the carcass party starters that had to barter with barbers turnt bacardi marketers bargainin martyrs and i sware to god all ya'll are heartless and i don't give a fuck (not particularly) crucify me on Mcdonald’s arches Washington thats smoke and mirrors Hollywood thats coc and mirrors all i’ve ever known are open ears and broken spirits diary of dark summers paint chippin at the activism that the art covers broken promise land get smoked on a body cam for a god damn marijuana gram livin the dream? you live in a dream this Alan Turing cracking the enigma machine Gore vidal with a 40 cal Julius caesar in a pool full of ether and it's oh so apparent when i flow O’s of heroin JFK with a jackie O and a Marilyn I unlearn their truth there burden of proof pertinent when they murderin Ferguson youth so go messiah complex my entire context man i been frightened but now i’m enlightened mothafuckaz wana be oscar winners I’d rather be Oscar Schindler Guns out the 3d printer buy and sell religion your god is television see you were pacified and told you’d self actualized brain washed, sold divinity phone, computer, wifi ya holy trinity i’m living in a world that commemorates Fascists an emulates madness to stimulate status politics of an insane culture the left wing the right wing the same vulture while internet buffering while lil kids sufferin AMERICANCER
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shut the fuck up im bouta say hella tight shit watch me hit the mic with the mayweather right wrist i don’t need a gimmick, I breathe it i live it I seen it, i did it, weep when i sleep and relive it i got grief in my grimace sink my teeth into critics still leap into beef still beef into business i am currently who the fuck i worked to be i hope you weren’t talkin shit you got alot of words to eat they think they slick these mothafuckas not foolin me they album so pretentious should come with a film school degree huh hah you really want it from me take it i dick my girl to sleep n then i count my money naked more on my plate more hate more envy ILL I RISE i got 20 more in me you don’t understand it but your friend that rap does bead of sweat down his forehead dog i'm really that good shout out to Haime man Porkbun Julian any show i rock you know it’s cool for you to come thru to it jump on stage and they all start wilin forget half the verse I gotta start freestylin fire like a gunshot fade away jump shot since when? bitch since Thizz Monk dropped wouldn't be right here without that one cameo Icky put me on but he probably wish he hadn't though shut the fuck up im bouta say hella tight shit watch me hit the mic with that mayweather right wrist i don’t need a gimmick, I breathe it i live it seen it, i did it, weep when i sleep and relive it i got grief in my grimace sink my teeth into critics still leap into beef still beef into business i am currently who the fuck i worked to be hope you weren’t talkin shit ya got alot of words to eat never intimidated forever imitated whether i end up demonized or assimilated frantic and panickin as manic as anakin or damaged like eric when he caught craig and amber lynne way back before i let em burn my arms up before i showed em that they cant harm us scarred up and goin hard like teflon now we that insomnia that cant be slept on From New Mexico to Montana to Minnesota to Colorado to Alabama Far be it from me to favor the paper car seats littered with the innards of Garcia Vegas i could picket with poets i could parlae with playas aint tryin to get to where im goin man im already there its the return of the dragon you leanin, i'm learnin, you laggin say word to my man put the purp in his hand ya kno we got tha fire got the earth got the wind that work is demandin yall demandin the work so we workin in tandem network expandin net worth expandin creepin through the curtains rehearsin the anthems cold days colder days in store i done held up colder days on my shoulder blades before grampas in chemo everyday he in worst shape it aint hard to tell who'll have cancer by the third tape i can't just sit here cryin i can't jus sit here cryin i grew my wings to fly so why do i just hide behind em i can't just sit here cryin i can't jus sit here cryin i grew my wings to fly so why do i just hide behind em
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unforgiven i live in the legend of Rome sittin in heaven alone no empathy shown, no imagery honed no sympathy sewn into infantry clones that edit the tone of veterans letters to home you memory foam but i set it in stone insects infestin ya phone chemical dependency prone work better alone president prone predator drone rhetoric known subliminals thrown and they enter ya dome like kenneddy’s dome did pleasantville homes they sleep on me cause i’m embedded in ya dome til my teddy bears grown with cubs of her own illegible poems defendants atone discrepancy shown n misery known like Mehserle chrome like sierra leone n they pretend to atone to invisible thrones federal evidence negligence legacies loaned revenue growin shoulda left me alone shoulda let me do poems now i let it be known my enemies bones detonated by phones explode in your homes extremities gone reverie wherever we roam resented the zone that i went in and owned now ya memories owned you mentally owned by invented unknowns Hungover: lookin like danny devito with a grammy and a kilo shut up the fuck bouta say hella tight shit watch me hit the mic wit that kid dynamite shit butterfly hands like Bernard J. S. Cahill inflated our egos hopin to float above all that self hatred below dale like at the fuks with all these samples i cant pro tools it cant produce it so i had to give it to yall raw like folk music was there a disc “one”? or was it auditory hallucination is there a disc “two” or just a DISC1 Mutation? on the precipice wit breakfast missin precipice blessin blissin how do yall manage? get so high i take fall damage that album took forever yeah no shit bitch but i got patience like mo risk rich yah i got dough but ima save it up to have my gear match like an asian couple you could be on your nipsey hussle but ya chick wit me gettin her nipples suckled i got the steeze i jus got the piece the thought police forgot to seize til we in wakiki like y-e-e is it a necklace or jus a buncha fireflies holden hands? fake killas inspire real ones fake thugs with real guns dont even think of you as a challenger you hinkley im salinger
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Con Man 04:59
articulate heartbreak through memoirs of madness Rambo with infinite ammo vincent van gogh with the absence of absinthe the prefix to what you see fit i'm the twinkle in the eye Slick Rick can't see with all the way from california the way nina simone sung baltimore the salt that poured from my cornea i promise to go hard kiddo til my bars get Omar Little'd dice dancin, gamblin they dolled up like mannequins sleep on me like ambien when you should kiss the ring like Manny's chin the life lessons that didn’t scar him a tattoo gun carved in starvin double crossed and bleedin he said you can’t be the king cuz the crown costs upside down cross allegiance sentences empty unkempt empresses salivate salvation faith in question peer in, tears swim in all the years that my face collected where im from terror come we worship burgers like hindus worship cows puppets crowns roll through there burnt down towns oceans above pray that the trash and waste will all drown us one day polar bears wash up in the harbor Mickey Maus owns Marvel no super heroes to save you captain america Blackwater the almighty dollar fathers the father you pray to Magneto’s parents were killed by Nazi’s for the second time around. the world keeps on singing the same song saddam hussein hung on my samsung frauds messiahs and gods cradle oil with fire arms stare stupidly into defeat hurricanes slap living rooms into the street hand me down fall flowers in guns thieves bowing kissing rings trying to pry the diamonds out with there tongues tap water inspiration children shed light like snakeskin it’s gonna take more to save us, young noriegas movin like ninjas through bamboo thickets my pride sinks into blue furadan sand only spittin like im dope as i think that he thinks that i am he wonders if i can save the world and it makes me think that i can think its enough but it never is cant be an angel in hell without getting your feathers singed the poetry...the hobby the articulation to drown in your own body and still i live on Ill like Kim Jong forever like strawberry feilds connoisseur my repertoire still respected cuban cigar smokin like detectives in noir films has it ever been sweeter? sippin the cogn to get in the zone to sit in the throne like tetsuo shima   but i'ma rep hard like tommy pickles rep reptar on point like some raptor toes crackin skulls like pistachios cus we nuts all of us peanuts almonds walnuts macadamia many cat act deranged i crack your cranium assassinate half the names mack the dames and pack the stadiums dont stop where the truth is i feel my cold blood boil i seen halos become nooses pair of ponderers prepared for pirhanas with silencers silently i stared at the monitor apparently my apparel parallels violent talent clarence bodikers robocop officer revolver barrel swallower sterilized palms like fare launderers attitude where bay dons became the james bonds of ganja conjurers and i aint mad at you this the look on the preachers faces the time that teachers wasted on artists mothers of mission martyrs cry together hopin heavens a consolation prize knowin eyes put the constellations in the skies together the doubt of my enemies now is my energy ya'll motherfuckers cowardly outwardly, inwardly...
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Womb 06:54
WOMB: Frustration, fear of failure where Adam and Eve wear Monsanto leaves on genitalia on every television station in this simulation of America what police cars burnin for what the people yearnin for you’re not prepared to sell they prepare a cell pacifists get nails passed thru fists and we cant seem to see a parrallel segregated we prioritized seperation instead of thinking seven generations ahead who fights who mourns when both sides promised victory to newborns what would you die for what would you kill for we fight wars to put up coca cola billboards killas reelin in billions rapidly counting money on the graves of civilian casualties when the torments dormant yea thats the performance you can’t have a peace symbol just cus you broke a swastikas arms and legs to form it let me take a wild guess it don’t feel like yo fulfilling your dreams cut education uneducated, you be come complacent this ensures that your either cowards or killing machines idealize lies a grenade blew off both of his hands nothing to romanticize it was just another man no g.i. joes no cobra command no Iraqis no Americans no freedom fighters no terrorists mercy mercy me bombs blow up the nurseries evil learns from the past as it eat its kids... you know how they kill revolutions now? they just let the leaders live pledge allegiance how long can you convince yourself that your heaven is any realer then the native ones we buried beneath us Imagine Dr. Kings speeches after he survived the bullet John Lennon’s, Malcolms or Ghandi’s Imagine if they sent Muhammad ali To Vietnam gave him flamethrowers AK’s landmines and napalm push him out the helicopter “go and get your freedom on” what i got in store can’t be bought in stores put the money next to the props i don’t want no more what i see now is different than what i saw before the world is a womb and it’s miscarried gods before fear mongers on the news reporting hate mongers views but this what you wanted he who gets the paper is he who writes history upon it until lions write history books of their own the hunter will always be the hero now they're all my friends and now they're all my peers now they all pretend that they've been around for years now they all got different stories to tell how they loved me so much how they knew me so well powerless and laughed at lied to and spat at attackin my pride as i tried to get that back i been cheated on i been socked in the mouth i been drugged i been ---- i been gossiped about i been cut i been burned i been suffocated, i been pissed on i been fuckin hated starved, dehydrated heated i been chased away bleedin i been imprisoned, pepper sprayed and tazed, screamin dreamin prayin the feelin away, pleadin but i needed to feel it to feel what i feel if i feel it today and can say it before i conceal it n can seal it away guess they down ya for same shit they crown ya for know youll blossom like a rose in a crown of thorns saints insane so i paint that same pain tryna blow like cocaine or cobain's brains sometimes i wanna die at home i cry alone sometimes i try to dry my eyes with micropohones shit...i guess you live and you learn know the music i make can cross the bridges i burned i know first my stomach sours then my pain becomes my power here i deliver you livin proof little invincible pinnin the pencil on principle tense but im sensible minuscule pinnacles rappers on venues are rappers on menus habitual hannibal atttackin to end you befriended you bet you bit the hand that i lended you ya man or ya fam offended the damage identical hand you your right hand mans right hand and his genitals adamant never to surrender to any of you rockin foolish pride just like jewelry I can't help but feel like a fool inside yeah i'm back bitch times change, critics die robin black bitch tryna get my feet wet in this sunk system i pump wisdom in em like mugwump jism i mean god dog it gets hectic tryna keep it all in perspective with a positive message i been so insensitive selfish ready to die like a samurai with incense in my helmet i'm sober i'm overwhelmed give it to ya pure no Dolezal
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White 05:49
WHITE: i know treason the reason that we reside here caesar size times square breathin redefined air dieties disguised eagle eye spyware diecide like its jus me inside there white like milk is like silk like guilt is like privilege like pilgrims like millions like trillions like turmoil feel like a vanilla ice cd like a bp oil spill like ammo like spackle like black... robes and a gavel like shackles like a misunderstanding of defeatism like academic elitism like a wedding dress heterosexual sex like power like i like not ours like deceased like receipts white like printer paper like the sail on a sailboat like a cointel pro infiltrator self image administrators like small pox like biggie smalls, pac dual legacy instigated, for your entertainment white like cocaine is white on white like Malevich like hatred like language addressing a nation like i cant dance like a dennys grand slam barry bonds grand slam investigation like distain like anguish like pollution like a school shootin like a silver spoon in a killers room dark side of the moon and a doom disc next to duke nukem like the distribution of disillusion the neighborhood watch the police force the president the supreme court like bribery like ivory like asylum hallways like a power structure made out of hustlas customers counting up the counters numbers all day like a trailer park like a narc like gold bars the old guard with gold cards like toilet paper like soap bars white like suicide like who the building supered by like a suit and tie chesher cats euthanized housing minimized fries supersized a heretic’s thesis of american jesus if he came back he’d jus get crucified like the person presenting music being same person there musical influence is muted by (Lupe) like who am i Azazel cus my eyes hazel white like paintings that depict angels like halos like knowledge takers like cult cultivators intolerance tolerators like college rapists like racial motivation like satan like stilts over everything you built before its milked cultural appropriation unadulterated alteration thats poached before approached and encased in a cage when its roped, groped sold n stowed away in basements laced then smoked closed to the public but open to interpretation frozen faces rotatin stations misrepresentation golden globe, grammy nomination butchers of the authors text like the architect of the matrix white like “im not racist” like a word in the dictionary with a positive connotation like “it’s to cold send it back” like “some of my best friends are black” like like like caviar like daddys car like battle scars like war profiteers like wars the poor fought for years like slave auctioneers like absurdity like dirty purity homeland security like the bloody part of a band aid like crackers like mayonnaise like the social construct of my vocal conduct relaxin with the meds there to let you (achoo) affluenza and a bless you you let your possessions possess you cops that don’t inspect you a fortune you expect to inherit you never knew shame so you're never embarrassed you hate your parents who hate your parents parents peace and love in your word bubbles “i do not love you” in your thought bubbles you got cuddled but you sought trouble dispassionate passive peers for years active with straps in tactical gear PTSD holdin back tears psychoanalysts fear you mismanaged yout mirror like a materialistic imperialist engineerin this inner city timidity this gimmick mimicry spit in the religious validity of indigenous imagery like weapon concealin like president killlin like narcotic fiend martyr machine fuelin screen ruling big gulp chuggin book burnin mother truckin sister cousin fuckin prayers to a blonde jesus designed by kings to turn personas to pawn pieces science denouncin black and white fountain distinctions journalists counting down to extinction livin in a giant forum sellin rebellion to kids whose parents buy it for em rich cocaine sellin wet dog in the rain smellin got the coolest teacher fired killed hostages dick vienna sausage illiterate aggressively ignorant obnoxious black site black sight pepper spray flashlight pity party cry baby snow flake rap like lights camera action, act shunned where ya get ya facts from clap clap CIA heart attack gun conspiracy theory origin dismissed as an overactive imagination homeless as a fashion statement and acid infatuated like petty demigods only wash the car with evian white like the judges other robes bandana pantomime tom cruise the last samurai neo nazi cops abortion clinic bombin synagogues and mosques vandalized biker viking life bible writin violent tyrants lightenin strikin twice inherit regimes merit terrorist schemes kidnap a continent to fluff the pillows of your fuckin american dream
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Abandoned ape accent archer alphabet arsenal artist, architects auctionin away archangel apartments badged beheaders, better beretta bargains, boiled blues bubbles, buisness baptized battered banter buddha bank, blank- -check caped camelback, cosmos capturers corpus callosum coliseum carved carcass crowned cowboys clutching counterfeit c-notes, couple city college cappuccinos cash courts crash course casino, corrupt civic C.E.O’S compact disc dough desirin, death defyin, delicatessen destined destiny denyin doppleganger diary death designin, dragon diet diamond denchered dignity dapper don devil damager educated ears echo eligible energy, erect entablature, enterprise eyes elect economic enemies, escapism exposes evade eventuallys fenced fees, fallout fire flowers, fictional forgiveness, Focault foresight, favorable futures flinchin, Fox fluff, fat flies, false flags, famine, fisticuffs gold ghetto gotham goddesses gaspin, graspin glass guns, grinning greener grass gums, gritty Harmful highs Hanes holsters homicidal humidity, hot holes, handcuffs hold hands hug, halt hubris how, helvetica hell headline hounds, headless honcho, hands hatorri hanzo hamburgered hawks healthcare, hominid housing, hydrogen harmony infamous immigrant island icarus issued igloos intermissions inaudibly jack-o’-lantern jargon juries jinx juniors justify jesters jenaveve jolie jenga kintsugi kingdom, Konrad Kyeser, katana kilos karma language, lungs liable lack Lebron ligaments, late love letters, labor labyrinth lucky luxury lex luthor latham loop Monolith myth mint mickey mantle montana max math mass market mental mansions madden mouthpiece MGM millimeter mason morphine morphemes movie monologue manipulation Maxx muscles metamucil Metathusela muse mage mutoid man malaise mechagodzilla music mammoth, mentor male mantis mad mens magic mess Maze Nasty Neckface Nietzsche niche, Nobunaga nuts, Nero napalm, nemean nemesis nuclear notebook nest, nostrils numb, narrator nooses, nosey nixon nation no Noray no Of Oblomov Olympus ovation, oasis oil oligarchy, orchestrated optimists, oxycontin opulence, obelisk ossicle oculus proper preperation prevents piss poor performance pitch pure peruvian pyromancer portraits pinochio pores paint perspiration poliorcetics, police preference, painstakin paralysis pop political pagliaci, pill pillagin pilgtimage pegasus perched plot paglai pavillion praise powdered pissed pipsqueak pain pimps, pencil passport pulpit pirate prince quote queer quarry queens quilt quarantines rhythm rationed, reality resistance romanticized righteous regalia red rancid, radioactive, rivers rise slang slang, Spot spies symbolize silver saliva, sly spider, style sires, sheep sippin sleep, seventh seal statistics, supersonic science, sugar stamps, shills, spilled shield shipments severus snape shape simulated sunshine sacred secrets safe soaring sharks solid snake simulation schizophrenic start shinji satiation sequel symbiotic, sempiternal sonnets, semiautomatic, semiotics sic semper tyranus, turnt titanics, telepathic twin tower terror tots, televised teardrops, top 20 Tyra tops, there team tackled, tie-in turkish tobacco tyro terminator technicalities tease thieves taze teens, Thneeds torn, tug Trayvons triumph throughout the thorns urbanite undertoe understandably undermine undefined uniforms uh unacknowledged underdog Valvano victory vaccinations, value validated, volume vocation, viral visitation, vodka vacuum, vomit voodoo, voice visceral vision visined wet waxy winter white, wiring wizard whiskers welcome winds wine whistles world wide web windows widescreen with XXX Youporn yuppies yearly yearning young yankee yojimbo yen zone zealots zeus zapatos, zorro zig zag zimmerman Zion zombie zoo zeitgeist zenith zen Zarathustra, Zedd, Zordon zappin again abandoned ape accent archer alphabet arsenal artist, architects auctionin away archangel apartments both badged beheaders, better...................
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MASTAMIND: "there are three things that will endure: faith, hope, and love and the greatest of these three is love" (1 Corinthians 13:13) mastamind the life and times masterin the craft the rhymes eventually you could do it without a pad or a pencil non stop freestylin to every instrumental box head, K.O. KID K.O. KICK like sean michaels im in my sprewell jersey im on the pegs a ya bicycles still listenin to jadakiss, mystikal and country grammar thinkin back to park matches now my hands shakin like Samra when he held the camera HCW stamina eyes tearin actin like stone cold spittin soda on the ceiling tradin bandanas racin razor scooters “notorious thugs” played from the computer and if derek and bobby there it a probably get to where my dad goes off turnin lights off and shit shootin free throws with his eyes closed passin me my first hit a hydro R.I.P. Ms. Roberts to we cut class to puff smoke i know you know the braids and i know you know the puff coat ya lemme borrow stillmatic and im still at it and as a matter of fact i am ill at it you gave me somethin to strive for let's see how long I can keep you alive for loss for words at your eulogy but ben was cool with me i wish you coulda seen family spoke so highly of someone so mighty creative carin n64 no mercy creatin characters collectin wrestlemanias me and antoinette pray for ya we walked around ya block and talked about alot im listenin to “Life goes on” by Pac and i'm still tryna learn what you didn’t know you taught that was my role model remy red to the head me and john drank the whole bottle but sumn still paralyzin the words i try to say i could still smell popcorn out the microwave watchin the “shining” they can't stop me from rhymin i'm steam rollin rappers fake gold grill with the rolo wrappers man his raps could give ya goosebumps matter of fact i dont think i ever beat you in hoops once encouraged me to join the team doing songs i'm conjoining the dream but when it starts to feel like i start to heal shit jus gets flipped like Allonte's no hand cartwheels theres nothin i wouldn't do so caught up trying to be as good as you how survivors guilt feel? man you were Nas and i was Ill Will but your gone and here i am still Mastamind I thought if you were the brains I could be the brawn I spent years away becoming strong but i was wrong stressed best friend gone sometimes when i'm stoned I still text his phone remember them? now all those haters embrace the sound i sware i look at the bandcamp page and wanna take it down so heavy on my conscience my backs bendin I look back and every track is schizophrenic I didn't call to check in and i heard you were an addict and actions speak louder than words...Cymatics.

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Executive Producers: Robin Black, Dale Smith

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Droman
Ickymack
Illy-G
Dennis Kim


Special thanks to Anna Marinenko's "Nature and Noise: Photography" series

Special thanks to Hans Jenny "This is not an unregulated chaos; it is a dynamic but ordered pattern."

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released May 16, 2016

Recorded and Edited by Robin Black and Dale Smith
Mixed and Mastered by Dale Smith

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