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Cicadas '97
02:21
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[Verse 1]
Nature is red
See nature is red in the nail, tooth and the claw
I happen to roll with an unusual squad
Cannibal poets that straight chew through the rot
Body and blood shed like the disciples
Fry with your eyes closed
But I’m gonna spite those guys on the micro
Who might wanna try roast I like a spiced goat
Ouroboros- I’m gonna enjoy myself
Better check recipe boy
This meal better taste heavenly boy
[Bridge 1]
Portly form
Portly form
Portly form
[Bridge 2]
Another world to propagate on
(But what do I consume?)
Brand new mat to prostrate on
(Soul nourished but not the body)
Witness the wild flux in aeon
(Yea, hunger will do that to you)
Nights eternal and cold, alien days long
(This is quite the grim soliloquy)
[Verse 2]
Iconoclash the deities, make em meet a brutal end
Nas snuffed Jesus, so I'll put 100k on Buddha’s head
Ouroboros with a portly form - that’s a smorgasbord
So my force is warned about the tour of duty
Straight vore consumes me
Don’t bore me dudey
Pass the fork and uzi
[Chorus]
Self sustaining ouroboros with a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form, oh oh oh oh
Self sustaining ouroboros with a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form, oh oh oh oh
I do the animal sashay
Taking a trip to the cannibal cafe
Cut off my nose not to spite the face
Rather cause I like the taste
It’s an Armin Meiwes performance my way
Vorarephilia on god I’m feeding the doggish feeling in Savan’s ileum
Start feasting
Autocannibalism, man on a riddim
Savan’s toes, pan and a griddle, damn if I didn’t
Start those hand folded hands folded
Damn poet
Only person eating me is me
Not sharing with the million dons who wanna sit with DePaul
This hickory hog is gonna sit with Savan
[Chorus]
Self sustaining ouroboros with a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form, oh oh oh oh
Self sustaining ouroboros with a portly form (tail in mouth)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form (tail in mouth, let it out)
With a portly form, oh oh oh oh
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ten93 (feat. jlvsn)
02:14
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The Guzheng's Intentions
02:02
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[Verse]
Blast, Spitfire over Dunkirk
Nah up the ante much worse
Like wyvern lash out tongue burn
Or fucking cannon slug burst
The crew wants to get hyper
But nigga I can son you on the side like a budding hydra
Been raw since back when mad skets bought dope weighed
And my ex done bought the low grade cocaine? I just drank OJ
And let my jagged wicked stream-of-consciousness rhythms
Beat your face and have you bowing to a dominant written
Blast, that raw vocal on the mic diaphragm
Blast, DePaul broke ya rhyme to pieces lying scant
Blast, my god I told ya I could beat all types of Stans
Blast, hope y'all brought a vital need to die at hand
Listen
Wannabe miyagis wanna wax poetic, get off
Latch on a track magnetic - I sic dogs
Klaxon blast your message, is it hard
If not, Orlok attack your neck and rip raw
Protect like Wu posse cuts
Who body us? Kicking flavor, hoo Badia's
You just commentary like Funaki bruv
Swimming through that deep blue náutica
You gotta cut that shit out and be mild
You ain't child of Belial
You just smile and seem mild
I go sonic and seem Guile when I go rhyme in freestyle
You hematophagous lecher, yo we should properly test ya
Unleash that ominous presence and breach the spot with the pressure
You seek a spot for the treasure where mi carotid be present like it's been crossed with the x
And then bite bite bite you leech off me
That's why I ride lonely probably
Unless the right people on me
No more vampires, be off me
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Ratatat GrÜves
02:21
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[Verse]
Became a stranger in his own family
Roaming alone living nomad fantasy
Don’t gimme that “whine, moan” tired slow pity shit
Can’t run from the fact that you’re mentally hideous
You’ve called yourself cosmonaut and cosmophile for fun
Meanwhile your own blood hesitates to call you son
And all because you use your own illness as a crutch
Disgusting, you’re encrusted with ignorance and such
I know it’s not deliberate but get yourself some help
The only human being you are hurting is yourself
Your constant need to make art is noble in sense
However you must take part in growing all your strengths
I concur Savan, necessary change is so due
In order to accomplish this I must kill the old you
Your addled brain has gotten us this far, good job
Your service to the cause and the mission we applause
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Mannie Yunk
02:47
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[Chorus 1]
Bless us like space odyssey monolith
We’d like an obelisk
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
Bless us like space odyssey monolith
We’d like an obelisk
Yah, yah, yah, yah, yah
[Bridge 1]
I give you the turbine
In order to serve mine
And do it on your time
You best make it worth mine
I give you the turbine
In order to serve mine
And do it on your time
You best make it worth mine
[Verse 1]
Conduit akin to Prometheus
Goddess can handle easing this
Problem her subjects are dealing with
Obviously she can alleviate
Obstacles in face of technology
In order to maybe further her
Own enjoyment when they worship her
Gave her a rush like it was jerking her
Her plan seemingly perfect
But one boy camouflaged like Furcifer
Took the tool that she crafted
Took his one bag and he packed it
Whipped that turbine in overdrive
With Goddess chasing him - no surprise
But he kept flying intrepid
And soon Earth’s atmosphere he'd exit
[Chorus 2]
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
[Bridge 2]
Better run
I gave em that turbine
In order to serve mine
But now it’s on your time
Cause you don’t deserve mine
I gave em that turbine
In order to serve mine
And now it’s on your time
Cause you don’t deserve mine
[Chorus 2]
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
Fuck your space odyssey monolith
I took your obelisk
[Bridge 3]
Boy flew out and became the cosmophile
The boy flew out and became the cosmophile
That boy flew out and became the cosmophile
Boy flew out and became the cosmophile
Boy flew out and became the cosmophile
[Verse 2]
And to the core of my soul
I cannot believe what I'm told
What, goddess laying waste to us
Nah she ain't gonna play with us
Spray every single liver in the place
Lady you think us niggas simply fade
Homie other humans will bury y'all
Tech imperial, cemetery drawn
You might get stuffed you in a capsule for that cold space and call you Ben and Jerry's, don
Get turned to stardust
I'm not letting these motherfuckers bomb us
Plus these fucked chiefs that might buck heat
Pluck beaks, snuff thee and act lovely
My god, with bloodshed probably
Bust ten guns then mush men's bodies
Nah, you ain't robbing me of Didymos
Nah, you ain't gonna get the most
Nah you ain't gonna son the stars
Nah hold up, you ain't gonna son the stars
[Interlude]
[Verse 3]
That boy and the goddess didn’t see each other for eons
But at a gathering of sirens he wanted to be on
He caught the gossip of his name on her tongue
And from their encounter, a future date, he was sprung
Called him cosmophile, like what the fuck that mean
But it would all make sense in upcoming scenes
Chance encounter leading to boy finding his everything
Writhing in excellence, help him mine for his feminine
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Soloist's Cry
03:35
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Acid Snow Freestyle
00:57
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Misanthrope 3000
03:37
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Septa 99
02:02
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[Hook]
It's a long bus ride for the posthuman that flows foolish
I’m no spook, I don’t roll ghoulish
I flow stupid on folk blueprints
Like damn
Ignore the hobbies I take up, next stop
Septa 9-9 paycut, next stop
Is this real, I gotta wake up, next stop
Septa 9-9 paycut, next stop
It's a long bus ride for the posthuman that flows foolish
I’m no spook, I don’t roll ghoulish
I flow stupid on folk blueprints
Like damn
Ignore the hobbies I take up, next stop
Septa 9-9 paycut, next stop
Is this real, I gotta wake up, next stop
Septa 9-9 paycut, next stop
In the wake of injustice amongst kids
Rich folk toke oxycodone
Down them uppers, ingest like nothing
Then perceive world motion in slo-mo
Lips bruised and busted, both eyes sunken
Piety and some privacy are no-go's
Thousands of bucks thrown down for a drug
Astounding as fuck, wait homie just go slow
Trust fund babies
Do 2 lines and turn fucked up ladies
Screw two guys and drugged up daily
Do you guys see us scuffed up lately?
.22's fly and let slugs bust baby
Produce .9's and get touched up crazy
Through ur spine and spurt blood on pavement
Dudes too nice I won't buck guns baby
And I simply see the leviathan
You're tryna be pious in a crime ridden environment
Titans wanna strike you while their daughters got a line to sniff
Coppers still wanna fight you like you ain't got a life to live
Governmental officers are congressional clowns
Degradating coppers rip all our testaments down
Innocent youth get sent to the cloud
While rich young dudes tear their edifice down
Come on
[Hook]
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Soul Distortion Beta
01:51
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21. |
Mannie Yunk, Pt. 2
02:05
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[Verse]
My kin weren't that self aware
Neither was I
Running into devils with an evil disguise
Life or cash, they took either of mine
My piece of the pie
My kin weren't that good at rapping
But I was
My tantric tantrum left minds fucked
Caused blood pressures to spike up
So I buzzed
My kin weren't that body conscious
Hottest topic
Oblong object they gobble often
Libido seemed so awfully monstrous
Want the knob kid
My kin gave only stiffy, no flaccid peter
Phallus eater, acid sheeter
Fucking on homeboy at the cleaners
Acid sheeter
Fucking on homeboy at the cleaners
Acid sheeter
Fucking on homeboy at the cleaners
[Chorus]
Might not make it to adolescence
Might not make it to adolescence
Might not make it to adolescence
Might not make it to adolescence
Might not make it to adolescence
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Focus
02:13
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[Verse]
Had a lot of blessings
I certainly wouldn’t call burgin' or working with nerdy kids a burden
Unfortunately respect comes with large audiences
You aren’t audible if you can’t bring all of em in
Nope - condition and lifestyle contributes to that
Feels like a seppuku incision in fact
Like that nagging sebaceous cyst in my back
Self-starving artist, that shit is a fact
Why can’t I make large leaps to make moves
Is it a familial need to pay dues
Maybe the lack of a whip and cash in your grip
Could be your passenger quick abandoning ship
Growing tired of the attic and shadowed corner
And I thought socialising was a massive order
I thought by this time I’d be the aura of the room
Shit the moth hasn’t even broken the cocoon
Still ensnared and ugly as ever
Still ill prepared and hungry whenever
Undeterred by the allostatic load
Must consume time with infallible rapid flow
But laser guided focus is paramount to success
A trait I’m know to lack in my quest
Tell this to my cerebral complex
Goes like this
[Chorus](2x)
Gotta stay focused
Fuck a scatterbrain, stay focused
All necessary to live your best moments
If you really want to be Live like Poets
In order to do so you gotta stay focused
Stay focused
Clear all of that bullshit that’s clogged inside of your head
Cuz if you don’t try for goals it’ll fry your soul when you lie upon your deathbed
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Savan DePaul // Ishtar Sr. Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
she/they/dey pronouns
tiergarten records // grimalkin records // sagan theory // magicicada // free
spirits // party in the crossfire
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