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Improvised Weapons

by Riley Urbano & Savan DePaul

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1.
Breakdown just like bad trip Shake, drown in my acids Break crowns, bit my chapped lips Ate brown skin, dried spat drips Ate my face just to spite State my fate, rustproof mics Sick child in USA Pick town in plague template Switch style if they mess, mate Get found with flayed chest plate I didn’t get out of this as intact as I thought These days, covid is the only thing I never caught These days, covid is the only thing I never caught I didn’t get out of this as intact as I thought
2.
flip it! 01:36
Yeah buddy [Verse] Yo Eyesores got the Tony award for absorbing the gore Family mourn as nanny corpse transported to morgue Pikmin high score at pop’s workplace, the children’s corridor COs snatched the pedo straight from the 3rd floor Didn’t get victimised, I still celebrated with s’mores Gang life cut my middle school homie’s life short Cops planted shit on my comrade as part of night sports Suburban blue force moves without remorse They buy hash from the frat bros on their porch Then double back, target the afros on the court Teen me was an asshole, god of course No wonder my ex cheated, backbone topped with sores Heirlooms stained with visions of a horrible war Honor in the past is somethin I barely look for I move towards a future of sorts Archeological expedition of thought Peeped the sword of great grandfather Salvatore Granny get some green and flip it Increase the digits Recurring dream of was beheading Mussolini with it [Hook] We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not We gon flip it whether the cards in favor or not, nigga
3.
Black Uyghur 01:25
[Hook 1] Mad peoples Libations in live nations I spit till mans equal Life sacred so I chase it I spit till mans equal This is for mad peoples [Verse 1] The black and the uyghur will link up The cracks in the steeple don’t shrink bruh Attack record needles with grit dust Your raps and ideas do not sync up Whether it’s the plains or whether the weather’s simply plain I communicate, fleshing through the pain Break down the walls, home and abroad Strapped cops clapping, they don’t hold for applause Hold up DePaul, know all your flaws Best come correct if you go for it all Precision is the test when you protest it all Decisions on our chest as we roam through the malls Go choke on the... [Hook 2] Black Uyghur, black Uyghur Gotta rep mad peoples Black Uyghur Gotta rep mad peoples Black Uyghur, black Uyghur Gotta rep mad peoples Black Uyghur [Verse 2] When the crisis hit, everybody turn collectivist Carry shotty with an extra clip Parry oddly with an extra dip Abuse enuff lyrics Whos running it? Who run your shit Choose what you get? Ooh, enuff of this Coup coming in Dudes tucking sticks Troops busting clips News fund with clicks Fools rushing in to jump your clique like true bungee shit Colonial plunder jewel runner shit The home finna suffer through much of this Noose cuddle, lynch groups of the kids Loot come with him Loose up your ribs Loot from indig’ Loot from indig’ Loot from indig’
4.
[Verse 1] Plant seeds for trees we’ll never sit under Reap and sow Man are out tucking three foot poles Strapped with the pumpy, seizing thrones Clash over fuckery, beef get roast Activist Rut will eat you whole Actively rusting, leak through clothes Masters get dumped in the deepest holes Seeping soles [Hook] Live from the shitty of brotherly loathe Live from the culture-sapped cul de sac Don't you know suburban's just as murderous as urban Pricks say they deserved it, got me gurgling the bourbon Live from the shitty of brotherly loathe Live from the culture-sapped cul de sac Don't you know suburban's just as murderous as urban Pricks say they deserved it, got me gurgling the bourbon [Verse 2] DePaul is reporting live from hell They moved like Virgil to find themselves They was a top tier emcee Now they spit twice as well My younger’s in hunger and wild as hell She’s under the sun, wants to shine through shell Of course kid’s a corpse with dividing cells Tortured as sport for the ICE intel Land orcas will make you feel haunted Protect your neck before they kneel on it Does the boot have a stiletto heel on it? Neoliberal still flaunt it [Hook] Live from the shitty of brotherly loathe Live from the culture-sapped cul de sac Don't you know suburban's just as murderous as urban Pricks say they deserved it, got me gurgling the bourbon Live from the shitty of brotherly loathe Live from the culture-sapped cul de sac Don't you know suburban's just as murderous as urban Pricks say they deserved it, got me gurgling the bourbon
5.
upgrade 00:55
The reverse hulk hogan, skinny giddy nigga With a hint of bitter Digging in the shpik and picking some minced mint up Fermented ink tip dip in pig liver Got an enby on your tail, finna skin a hide But these rappers are *****, they don’t go outside On your scent, fuckboy better hide I could give a fuck if Atlas Shrugged I cocked the hammer back and slid The tiger crouched and the dragon hid Ice on your wrist? I got ice picks, you going the Trotsky way Vampire A&Rs bleed their own boys To protect my homeboys My piece (☮️) ain’t Tolstoy’s Detractors keep they own toys We one-upped James Charles, major upgrade To the game like a patch and I’m taking up space I could be an ugly motherfucker like the Predator Still could take your man then scram in a rental car
6.
Newsboy cap, fro puffed out, got me looking like Gil Scott-Heron Woo boys as bros rush out, shot me looks cuz I'm real hot, starin Deep fractions, we defragment the de-facto detractors Punk Punk, punk, punk, punk Heels make me stand 6'8" Made a beat in 6/8 and my jits ate Fuck a Fuentes, I ain't here for shit takes Lost Great-Pop Salvatore as a kid, pained Working through some shit man Heard I’m losing sis, dang Working through some shit man Hurt, the wounds legit man Working through some shit man Slurp kahlua crisp, mate Heard I’m losing sis, dang Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the- Newsboy cap, fro puffed out, got me looking like Gil Scott-Heron Woo boys as bros rush out, shot me looks cuz I'm real hot, starin Deep fractions, we defragment the de-facto detractors Punk Punk, punk, punk, punk Heels make me stand 6'8" Made a beat in 6/8 and my jits ate Fuck a Fuentes, I ain't here for shit takes Lost Great-Pop Salvatore as a kid, pained Working through some shit man Heard I’m losing sis, dang Working through some shit man Hurt, the wounds legit man Working through some shit man Slurp kahlua crisp, mate Heard I’m losing sis, dang Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the mist, ayy Burning through the-
7.
Now's my chance to dance my way Out of my constriction Ready or not, here we come Getting down on the one that we believe in The West Seattle bridge falls, eternally The writings on the wall, absurdity Ready or not, here we come Getting down on the one that we believe in The pressure builds in the calls for clarity Punishment with far more severity And I'm just, waiting for mine
8.
I said it before But contextually I said it in war Said it before Set the yahourt Said with the for-, for-, for-, force Heels make me stand 6'8" Made a beat in 6/8 and my jits ate Fuck a Fuentes, I ain't here for shit takes Lost Great-Pop Salvatore as a kid, pained Working through some shit Heard I’m losing sis Working through some shit Hurt, the wounds legit Working through some shit Slurp kahlua crisp Heard I’m losing sis Burning through the mist Myriad of reasons why my mother doesn’t hear from me American nationalism trafficked in conspiracy I should've saved that for the rap round Gaslighting a genetic trait that just passed down What’s a brick body kid to the One Inch Punch? What’s a brick body kid to the One Inch Punch? What's a-, what's a- What’s a brick body kid to the One Inch Punch? Dunce Done
9.
N3W LUMUMBA 02:06
If you got a copy of mein kampf chances are you’re probably a bitch If you got a copy of mein kampf chances are you’re probably a bitch You gotta write a thinkpieces for every verse that I script You gotta write a thinkpieces for every verse that I script Glasses on and a racing stripe, I look like Patrice Lumumba Pigs armed to the teeth, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba Pigs armed to the teeth, but I don’t speak to Pumba Got knowledge to crack your kulfi with Niggas getting dragged to school with this Blacking out like an afrofuturist Blacking out like an afrofuturist Got knowledge to crack your kulfi with Niggas getting dragged to school with this Blacking out like an afrofuturist Blacking out like an afrofuturist Nigga yea yea, nigga yea yea Nigga yea yea, nigga yea yea Pigs armed to the teeth, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba Pigs armed to the teeth, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba But I don't, but I don't, but I don’t speak to Pumba
10.
You gotta be fucking kidding me Aiyyo, you gotta be fucking kidding me C'mon, KMT Aiyyo Are you serious bro Ahhhh Ahh, come on, come on [Verse 1] Your honor you’re bugging, claims it’s drugs when he just on the spectrum Got him effed up, the blood was mopped smudge Oh the shit we do to get our guap up Hitting licks for PlayDtations and loading 'em in the dodge truck Bigots shooting mosques up Bombing clinics, turning spots dust That shit was not us Right wing fear bait turns brain to hot mush Right wing fear bait turns brain to hot mush Historical white flight, they told the dogs mush Be lucky if you cop crusts Pray that my friends can watch us Pray that his weapon’s not tucked Pray that my friends can watch us Pray that his weapon’s not tucked Pray that his Come on, come on [Verse 2] RIP Tony McDade, look what they do to trans men Black capital a futile attempt American libertarians just move us to a feudalist end Reactionaries desperate for someone new to offend And something new to defend Secret society of one, maroon reclusion with pens Use the truth to upend US fascism’s at its core a movement of death Black cloaked reaper seen in ether cruising with them Who is this “them?” Hate the conspiracy Truth is more complicated and scary Very [Hook] Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on the brain is, barely Holding on
11.
[Verse] Cast as lonely boys and ladies gripped in fear Mass unholy void they placed us in as queers Lash out all annoyed and they gon’ blade ya through the ear Capital destroy us, can we make it to old years? Trapped us in the ploy without no saving for healthcare Transphobia deployed by norm to take us out, it’s weird I’m asking for avoidance, for some safety, for the clear Asking for my boys and gays and theybies to be near Tax upon the droids that came to spray us from the rear MACs for all my boisterous trans ladies with the heels Blasting Ponyboy, nigga I’m raving through the tears Smash to Ponyboy, nigga I’m raving through the tears Blasting all the noise, trailblazers taken quick from here Blasting Ponyboy, nigga I’m facing all my fears Oh how raisins wither, dear Maybe by the grace of god I’ve saved us up some years [Chrous] (x16) To the moon, keep flying flying flying [Outro] Defilin' their words on the curtain Inspiring surgeons and wordsmiths The inside of the pearl was perfect Love power and liberation to all the fallen ockies SOPHIE XEON Big Tony McDade Dominique Jackson living on and on and on and on
12.
[hook] I stood my ground! All breath taken out of the room Feel as if steel Princess breaking out of the loom Your eyes’ frame rate changes when you’re 8th Street bound going vroom Life’s a Wong Kar Wai film when you’re spacing out on the shrooms [verse 1] Last supper for the carnivores and voyeurs Body spread across the table, table stretches the foyer Rainbow dragon knife to hack through the roll Fried seaweed off skewer pole Prawns eaten whole The block could welcome or throw hands over my thin blouse Subaltern oppressors, some shit needs to be handled in house Eagle eye stare yo ass down and turn yo kin mouse Bird killer stone fed me, now I clean and skin grouse [hook] I stood my ground! All breath taken out of the room Feel as if steel Princess breaking out of the loom Your eyes’ frame rate changes when you’re 8th Street bound going vroom Life’s a Wong Kar Wai film when you’re spacing out on the shrooms [verse 2] When I'm crying "Free The Roma" better peep game My Somalis with arms open when they see pain Catch me riding down to NOLA, imma see Maine The team my pride like Villanova, take the lead maine I can buy that we're all broken and we need mates Can't deny that I was sulking back when she played I be smiling cuz the hope bleeds through the weekdays Balance pining like the cold breeze on the heat blaze [hook] I stood my ground! All breath taken out of the room Feel as if steel Princess breaking out of the loom Your eyes’ frame rate changes when you’re 8th Street bound going vroom Life’s a Wong Kar Wai film when you’re spacing out on the shrooms When you’re spacing out on the shrooms… Life’s a Wong Kar Wai film when you’re spacing out on the shrooms [Verse 3] On the eve of Black August I think of Alika Ogorchukwu Kids is trying their best, but the business class holding them .22’s Madison part two, killa, you get what you pay for White queers give me flowers that they robbed their exes’ graves for The panther subdivision of Grimalkin cats Who is they? Not URA The vanguard’s a horror film I oughta spill Let that info seep and simmer, hot tea Plot preed Cape for camps? Cap, not me Stand up tragicomic, I don’t take a joke lying down White poacher shot the lion down He’s in the scope of a Kenyan sniper now Black as lab rat, surgeons poking Ishtar’s womb Epic hero in nest perching Seven headed serpent laughs nervous Seven headed serpent laughs nervous Laughs nervous

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An album four years in the making!

"Improvised Weapons" sees Seattle producer/singer Riley Urbano teams up with Philadelphia emcee Savan DePaul for a 12-track serving of bruising hip hop. Made remotely via file-trading starting in early 2019 the duo finished it at the eve of the COVID-19 pandemic's third year. DePaul and Urbano use the murky tape hiss and grimy drumwork to exhume the bones upon which society was built, to wage war upon what constricts us.

From the realm of conspiracy theories and nationalism ("Dunce", "Live From The...") to beauty guru drama ("upgrade") and the tragic death of legendary producer SOPHIE (who receives a tribute on the song "XEON"), inspiration is found everywhere. Weapons can be made from anything.

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released May 26, 2023

Riley Urbano - production, writing, mixing, vocals (7)
Savan DePaul - vocals, writing, co-production (11), production (7), vocal mixing, mastering
Serac - co-production (11)

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