04/14/2023 Click here for Spotify, Apple Music, or Youtube playlist. What Now is my 39th official release and is a 6-track EP. You should be able to buy a CD of this from Amazon for around $5. This EP is about the rap game and my opinion on artists in the industry. I’m going to talk about each track in order and then list the lyrics in order below. All the tracks were self-recorded but mixed and mastered by KeyAno. The beats are all by Kylo got beats and the cover art is from Gigzlogo from Fiverr. I spent under $100 on this entire project.
You can see me talk about this blog post from last Sunday Update here:
Paliperidone
I wanted to make the first two track on this EP positive and about spreading love. I have learned and made more money just by following and listening to LaRussell. I just wanna say content is not king, or at least doesn’t help you grow on social media. I release once a week and do a word of the day rhyme every day and I’ve seen little growth. I basically feel like no one cares.
That’s probably just where I live though. I recently received my first large royalty payment from ASCAP. Before that I was making little to no money and was basically doing all this for no money/return. I make the majority of my money from outside the United States. I have yet to break even and am still a long way away. The second verse is in reference to Lupe Fiasco’s “Drill music in Zion” which is also referenced in other songs like the last verse of “Had Enough.”
Square dance
The premise of this song is based on Eminem’s song “Square Dance.” Throughout this entire EP if I mention them I basically bite their lyrics/style a little, less with the people I dislike. This is a track to provoke a response and show some love to underground rappers that I like. Like I say, it’s all love in this track.
Patrick CC is a YouTuber and rap executive producer that has a couple main channels that do well. He makes a lot of hiphop music related content that I always enjoy and watch. Crackhouse recordings is now closed, I think their lease ran out in the building they were in and they haven’t reopened yet. Contact Cracka Lack and tell him you want the studio back! TheyCallMeHeat (pictured below) is my favorite producer at crack house and he’s made me a bunch of beats for my songs. They had a TV at the studio, so you could technically have watched Patrick cc while you record your hiphop song.
I get the majority of my beats from Tantu. Sam peters is my producer at La Luna recording studio in Kalamazoo Michigan. And KeyAno has become my main producer who I also buy a lot of beats from. Headband Henny is a burgeoning artist in Kalamazoo, Michigan, that I found on Instagram and have had the pleasure to meet. I have a song feature Henny in the works. He is part of the Kalamazoo artist collective Caged Lotus. Cody Redd is a female artist I know from TikTok, and I like her music.
First of all, I hope I said Kharii’s name right. She seems to be “finding herself” on vacation. I hope she doesn’t quit music. I’m hoping to pay for a feature. The hook seems relevant in this circumstance. It’s times like these I think it’s Gaia‘a influence guiding me. But I really wrote this because of something similar to what Cracka Lack said in his ig story one day, which was “10 months later 95% of artists aren’t still making music.” I just wanted to encourage the artists in this song to continue. I’m a fan of Ekoh’s heart hop and Gibson is a local artist to Michigan that I’ve met and like.
Rap intelligence
I love Ged GaTa. This song is an act directed at actors. I figure if anyone could understand my approach I’d be Price and Glover. I intentionally directed fake outrage at them for a couple reasons. They’re actors, I like them, they’re really talented, they seem like gentleman, and seems they’d probably understand, see through the temperament, and might actually create a worthy response.
WTF bruh
Unlike “Rap Intelligence” which is just an act, I can’t stand Tom McDonald. I can’t tell if he believes all the bullshit he spews and is duped by Fox News and the republicans or if he is just pandering to radicals because it’s a an easy market to sell-to because he’s definitely pandering to ignorance and white supremacy with his work. I basically feel the same way as Anthony fantano.
The lyrics about Samson being divisive comes from a YouTube video response I made about one of Samsons videos (as seen above). I put Samson into the same category as Tom but I could see how Samson is just an idiot and actually thinks Joe is to blame for high gas prices or that guns would protect schools. Unlike Tom who does it for clout, I think Samson might actually be noble but just wrong in his pursuits.
Calhoun is clearly a white supremacist by proxy and disposition. He believes Fox News and the Republicans. What makes it worse is his ego and toxic hyper-masculinity. He’s the kind of person that thinks violence solves problems and guns protect people. Calhoun also thinks he’s morally and intellectually superior. Basically he’s wrong, doesn’t care he’s ignorant, and is aggressive about it. I wouldn’t be surprised if he was beaten as a child.
I intentionally try not and look into these characters. I don’t want to give them more attention. They deserve to be ignored and laughed at if encountered. I listened to their music enough to know it’s poppycock and to formulate an opinion but it’s not like I know thier life story, or care. I think the world would be a better place if they quit, but they’re too narcissistic for that, so I might as well leverage their stupidity to make fun of them in my own music.
Tom is an idiot’s savant, and a idiot savant. I can see why stupid people like his music. He seems to be mad at the system but the arguments he makes don’t make sense and/or are just mostly republicans taking points with no real validity. So he seems really smart to the ignorant and duped.
I talk about this in my American inequality post you can find at FarmingHumans.com or by watching this playlist, but in short, corporate CEO’s rule America. They create and sponsor congressional appointments through lobby money they get from their corporation. Don’t take my word for it, read the leading researchers book in America, called “Who Rules America“ by William G Domhoff. In addition, I will say, in short, all the problems we are seeing with anti lgbtq, banning books, opposition to global warming initiatives, and mass shootings are all coming from the groups alliance defending freedom (ADF) and council for national policy (CNP) who are a Christian fascist extremist hate group that is lobbying the government and winning to turn America into a Christofacist theocracy.
To their followers, Calhoun, Samson, and Tom are the new Christian rap holy Trinity where you have to be an idiot and or Christian to like their music and think it’s actually good. Christians are turning Jesus into a nazi here in America. I would personally like to see real Christians stand up to this nonsense, but if they did that and thought for themselves, they probably wouldn’t be Christian
So Far off
Unlike the last song which is aimed at people I think are intentionally destroying America, I think Chris is just ignorant. I think Webby means well and is a nice guy but he’s literally illiterate when it comes to understanding the facts. What’s worse is he pushes and promotes that stupidity upon the just as ignorant and influential public.
I did a break down of Lupe and Webby’s call about the vaccine (above). Webby is clearly having an emotional reaction. He feels attacked in the call but it’s really because he doesn’t have any answers to the vital questions Lupe has in understanding the importance of the vaccine. Webby’s also clearly using conservatives taking points.
Look Webby is entitled to his opinion, but it’s wrong and he’s profiting off demeaning public health and medical professionals so I didn’t really hold back on him. Like I say in the song, he’s perfectly free to be an idiot. I’m not saying I agree with all the lock down measures. Stupid People should be free to kill themselves but the vaccine is safe and effective and he talks about it like he actually understands words.
I’m not gay, but I’d fake sucking a dick for clout to make a homophobe uncomfortable and regret his decisions. To be clear, I DO NOT condone violence period or against Congress members. What I’m talking about in the song would have to be self-inflicted. I do however think certain Congress persons self inflicted demise, whether physically or politically/influentially would make America and the world a better place.
Had enough
I miss Immortal Technique. Immortal’s presentation is a conspiracy but it’s still more accurate then the idiots addressed in “WTF Bruh.” I have no real problem with the island boys. I’m basically piling on and misdirecting my anger at the songs subject of mass shootings onto them for attention and clout. The last two disses were justified, this one isn’t.
I hope the island boys get their money and have a good life. Don’t get me wrong, they’re clowns, but that doesn’t mean I wish them any ill will. I did say “my bad.” But they could graduate to clowns that are wrong and helping to dismantle democracy and public health like Tom or Chris (respectively) and then I would mean it. I’m normally a really nice guy, but I’m not nice to those who are oppressive and discriminatory. I want people to know I can be a huge dick for the right cause, and rap encourages ego, bravado, confrontation, and competition.
Lyrics:
Paliparadone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Paliparadone up in my blood
Just so I can show you love
Get you some, help you up
Cuz the dream is gonna come
Paliparadone up in my blood
Just so I can show you love
Get you some, help you up
Cuz the dream is gonna come
Just giving you ideas
About how to spread some cheer
Know yourself, control fear
Earn respect from your peers
Tell them what you learned from the struggle
Play it cool, make the drum roll
Tell the truth and they’ll love ya
Is what I learned from La Russell (salute)
I’m a grad, I’m grinding
Get the bag, tame the violence
Take reason, insight it
Be real and define it
Take the star and align them
In your mind to alignments
That seek to assign them
To the continuum time shift
It don’t matter how good your pen is
It’s all about marketing, and how you present it
Don’t like that statement, prove me wrong
I 30 sum songs in my catalog
They want it polished, packaged
And available for free
But get paid 50 cents for a hundred stream
And then they wonder why I can’t afford to eat
So Buy the track if you want to support me
(please)
10s, 20s, 50s, 100s
Add it all up is what I pay for production
Per track and I ain’t fronting
I put in the work but don’t make no money
The proof is in the pudding, and I don’t make shit
I put in the work, but no one shares what I give
I’m thankful for everyone who listens to this
But can’t wait for the day people actually give a shit
Paliparadone up in my blood
Just so I can show you love
Get you some, help you up
Cuz the dream is gonna come
Just giving you ideas
About how to spread some cheer
Know yourself, control fear
Earn respect from your peers
I’m illin don’t you know
I’m killing every show
I loop greats into my flow
Like Lupe Fiasco
I can’t stand it here… it’s the smell
… You gotta learn, that’s how to take the L (think)
Wait, hold up, I’m getting signals from the source (what)
Gaia’s force of magnetic recourse
My retina in need
Of something beautiful to see
The meta message in between
Are such precious things
I don’t drink, unless it’s just a beer
And unless it’s weed, I don’t inhale
You can’t suceed, unless you fail
Rewrite the story and here’s the tale
Rappers die to much
It’s just designed to crush
Another life from drugs
Why can’t we find the love
Rappers die to much
It’s just designed to crush
Another life from guns
Why can’t we find the love
Paliparadone up in my blood
Just so I can show you love
Get you some, help you up
Cuz the dream is gonna come
Just giving you ideas
About how to spread some cheer
Know yourself, control fear
Earn respect from your peers
Paliparadone up in my blood
Just so I can show you love
Get you some, help you up
Cuz the dream is gonna come
Just giving you ideas
About how to spread some cheer
Know yourself, control fear
Earn respect from your peers
Square dance
It’s all cool, it’s all fun
I just wanna get you sum
Shine the light and get some sun
Its all good, it’s all love
This that underground doe-see-doe
How you gonna do me yo
Whip me up a flurry, cold
Music that is lyrical
Don’t just stay
By the wall or leave
As Eminem would say
Square dance with me
Get comfy, make some tea
Watched some Patrick CC
At Crack House Recordings with TheyCallMeHeat
I’m rapping like a free
Tantu on beat
Sam peters on the keys
Or KeyAno make’n Heat
From Ann Arbor to Lansing to Kalamazoo
I bless mics across Michigan indie artist in que
Here I go, for the family like Headband Henny
I gotta Caged Lotus for the ones that’s friendly
Cunnilingus in my head, wanna get her into bed
Bon appetit, I feel like Coey Red
It takes dedication, love and patients
But I like my women like my juice, naked
Cuz I roll with that G
That wrote “Magnetik Kween”
Play yourself some Kharii
And set yourself free
Play her loops at the party loud
It’s coo uh oo coming out her mouth
It’s all cool, it’s all fun
I just wanna get you sum
Shine the light and get some sun
Its all good, it’s all love
This that underground doe-see-doe
How you gonna do me yo
Whip me up a flurry, cold
Music that is lyrical
Don’t just stay
By the wall or leave
As Eminem would say
Square dance with me
Like magic and card shops
I love that heart hop
I’m just a vessel
Can you hear that Ekoh
I take lyrics, develop them
Change what they represent
Interpolate the meta gist
So they sound irreverent
Imma get on top and make sure all y’all eat
Make them all wanna spot, and salute to the king
So when you see me, just know it’s all gravy
Hold me down, say hey, and maybe thank me
With a feature swap, play my chips with gwap
Thermally I’ll leave you shocked
Cuz verses are cold (brrr) but hooks are hot (ah)
And I might put you on the spot
It’s all cool, it’s all fun
I just wanna get you sum
Shine the light and get some sun
Its all good, it’s all love
This that underground doe-see-doe
How you gonna do me yo
Whip me up a flurry, cold
Music that is lyrical
Don’t just stay
By The wall or leave
As Eminem would say
Square dance with me
You don’t need a big name
For me to respond to what you’re sayin
Just make good music, that makes me think while I’m pacing
Never give up, do it for your health
Put in the work, accumulate your wealth
Been learning social psychology and taking steps
To find inside that I’ve been looking for myself
Thanks Gibson
I want Justice, not a deal
For cats to keep it real
Rap it to heal
Instead of acting out of fear
Got a premium cadence
Soon they’ll be saying
I’m on that, I’m on that, I’m on that, yo what now
Rap Intelligence
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
Like Russ teach me your ways
Put me on game
Don’t leave me to dig my own grave
I don’t make excuses
I focus on the tool kit
Creating a rubric
And making that new shit
Think you’re hot when you rock
Yo you better check-up
What you got, peep the ops
Yo you better check-up
I’m grinding every day getting educated daily
And gettin every dollar cuz gata taught me plainly
Think you’re hot when you rock
Yo you better check-up
What you got, peep the ops
Yo you better check-up
I’m grinding every day getting educated daily
And gettin every dollar cuz gata taught me plainly
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
Lookie there a don
But I bet these pussies won’t respond
They don’t know how to compliment while pissing me off
So I Watch the world spinnin listenin to Conner Price
Clean cut, release sus, I wanna see him bite
It’s like hearing Steve Martin rap, rant and gripe
So prim and proper I bet he actually tries
To be a better person, someone you could learn from
Derive purpose from his verses as a wordsmith
Am I supposed be smitten?
From his egregious penmanship
Chizzled jawline
And meticulous sentences (well I am)
His beautiful family
I bet he’s kind and understanding
What an ass, to make the rest of us look pandering
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
Price is like Donald Glover
A good father and husband
The kind of man whose duck I’d suck
If it meant saving kids in America from guns
Come on Donald, what if it was like Atalanta
In the back of the van and Darius put hands on ya
Saying if we learned to love and be real with ourselves
We could build a new society where our people could excel
And construct a reflection in the stories that we tell
Naw, better stick to beefing
I’d rather see you six feet deep and grieving
Cuz that’s the culture America is repeating
Welcome to America, we hope you don’t see it
That the runaway slave patrol is now the police
But instead, deny history and claim woke is a disease
The schools are closed
Prisons are open
Ever since MAGA has come into focus
Just to get my numbers up
I’mma call your number up
Tell you what you're on is dumb
If you don’t do it for love
That love-hate relationship
That bravery and indignant tip
Redirected from indigenous
On to rap intelligence
WTF Bruh
Look, I can’t really let this shit fly, so
I’m your calm sedate academic type
I don’t want to throw down and have a fight
I wanna use my words to show I’m right
And laugh at how you frivolously try
To get it right, make it tight
And ingratiate the melody
So you’re wrong and offbeat
Is what you’re telling me
You’d rather kill me cuz your inferiority
Is culminating obsessively and cultivating jealousy
(Oh My God)
Tom McDonald it’s a shock rapper
He makes fun of the system, politicians, and actors
He only has so long to live before the Illuminati caps him
Is what idiots say and hip-hop moves backwards
That song propaganda with Dax was terrible
You played to the most ignorant and vulnerable
Tom thinks elections aren’t done fairly
He’s above indoctrination and thinks journalism’s scary
What the fuck brah
You’re not the truth dawg
You make it worse y’all
Support what’s gone wrong
Don’t make things worse
I wish you’d actually learn
Heal what is hurt
And give what you earn
You're not on my level g
I have my integrity
I’m a whole other pedigree
And rap it pedagogically
Like self-interested CEOs rule
They want you to think it’s a conspiracy
So you won’t act legitimate
Just vote your interests please
What will it take you to see
Republicans are terrorist
Who causes most of terrorism
In America is extremist right
They solve their problems with violence
Because they’ve been taught it as a child
They’ve been beaten, so repeat the cycle
Rappers blaming Joe for high gas prices
Should really analyze the word divisive
Cuz they paint a false narrative about devices
Like OPEC that colludes on the size of it
We are now stupider for MacDonald and Samson
Will someone please teach them common sense manners
They’ve been acting real funny since we turned on the cameras
I think they’re acting like this for the attention of radicals
What the fuck brah
You’re not the truth dawg
You make it worse y’all
Support what’s gone wrong
Don’t make things worse
I wish you’d actually learn
Heal what is hurt
And give what you earn
Take Calhoun, Samson, and Tom McDonald
And tell me, what do they all have in common?
They’re perfectly free to say what they want in a song
Which means they’re also free to be totally wrong
They say what they want, and don’t make sense
Get it all wrong, and wonder why we’re pissed
Imagine that, idiots can rap
I should say uneducated but it’s really something bad
If you’re not talking about laws and how money controls things
You’re not talking about the way things are functioning
You have to know you’re a distraction
A public detractor, that really not a factor
All you are is a rapper
Live long and prosper
Find some love to foster
Build a lot of wealth
And actually educate yourself
Cuz
What the fuck brah
You’re not the truth dawg
You make it worse y’all
Support what’s gone wrong
Don’t make things worse
I wish you’d actually learn
Heal what is hurt
And give what you earn
So Far Off
Maybe it’s time for these rappers
To get a dose of their own medicine
Ayo, check it
What, who want it, I’ll put 50 on ya
Just to serve you up from civics from ancient Sparta
Gorillas by night, instead of armies by day
That’s how you blot out the sun, I guess we’ll fight in shade
Since Russ put me on game
I’ve branded my name
Packaged my brain
And sold it for change
Come on dawg, I don’t get paid
I do it for the love, to involve and create
Before you come at me, attack the system
Don’t shoot the messenger here to help the mission
Differentiate the layers
Hate the game not player,
Don’t want vindictive haters
Or victim blamers
I’m coming, they ain’t ready
To the top is where I’m heading
To develop a better version
When compared to Chris Webby
If you’re a humble giant,
I’m an irate leviathan
Make a logical argument
Not how you feel about all of it
Your raw thoughts
Are so far off
We all feel lost
And at a loss
You think you’ll get capped
But with you bro their glad
You’re here to distract
And riddle the facts
I’ll have political gaff
And the critical task
That relates to the bag
And science tested in labs
We’re like white American dads
That are high on that gas
But I’ll be chilling and laugh
While you’re triggered on Zans
You should definitely really stop talking but the vax
Cuz you don’t know what you’re talking about when it comes to facts
You don’t know basic terms or how to interpret the math
You just listen to Rand Paul who condemns Fauci for cash
You’re perfectly free, to be fucking idiot
And from the looks of it
You really fucking nailed it kid
You can’t talk to Lupe without getting triggered
You don’t understand words let alone the bigger picture
(Which is why)
Your raw thoughts
Are so far off
We all feel lost
And at a loss
You think you’ll get capped
But with you bro their glad
You’re here to distract
And riddle the facts
I’ll give birth to your fears like a vagina involved
And slap you after busting a fucking nut in my palm
Oh webby let me suck your dick till I choke
Til you admit that you’re wrong and that you sound like a joke
Be careful what you wish for, cuz you’re sexy and hot
You make me wanna scrape and bite while giving you top
You sick fuck, you like it rough and when I shit on your chest
You like when dominatrix take away your respect
You’re shitty, disgusting, putrid, nothing
You should find the end on a bridge by jumping
Pop more pills til your life dull and fuzzy
You know what’s overrated? motor functioning
If I’m not getting you off, than I don’t wanna get on
If your not triggered at all, then I’m spitting it wrong
Republicans are the reason the country is shit
So with the political rap I’ll show you how to do this
Marjorie Taylor Green, fuck yourself with a bat
Lauren Bobert shove a cherry bomb up your ass
Ted Cruz and Matt gates are secret fags
With Trump, please kill yourself or we’ll be sad
Rand Paul you’re a monster, Fauci is a hero damn
How much money have you made from condemning the man
They need to put a bulls nose ring on Mitch McConnell’s neck
And steer him clear of lobbyists’ checks
Fuck what am I saying, that’s all of Congress
And nothing’s gonna change until we get money out of politics
So brother help me fight and change the mechanisms
To give power to the people and not seek to leverage them
Had Enough
I just wanna salute to Immortal Technique
I wish it wasn’t a conspiracy, but it’s ill, preach
It’s a rich man’s world, and the purposes they seek
Their self-interests align to the same degree
A CEO fraternity
The CFR logistically
You heard of the absurdity
Like knights of old, I’ll murder the
Thought that I won’t fervently
Fix it like a surgery
Precisely, lift the burden leave
The evil for prosperity
It’s like we’re numb to the carnage and just watch them bleed
Don’t ever say I didn’t try to help you see
I’ll go to the school in your nearest town
Go outside and hang the flag upside down
Cuz every day there’s a shooting
What the fuck are we doing
Had enough, come on y’all
Learn “How to Love” like Tunechi
Cuz every day there’s a shooting
What the fuck are we doing
Had enough, come on y’all
Learn “How to Love” like Tunechi
What bitch ass mafucka sucka Mcee
Is gonna tell me, I got what you need
When it’s clear he agreed to corporate greed
Check yourself before you wreck yourself Gee
Couldn’t give a fuck, go and taunt, make a show of it
Cuz when I make Um turn on you the reasons will be copious
You’re not for the culture
You don’t represent the community
The only reason it makes sense to you
is because you’re assuming things
You better sound dope, cuz your points are wrong
Wait, I mean we have a Republican star
It’s like half of America, where do I start
I’m surrounded by idiots and feel like Scar
Like The Island Boys who need a job
Huh, come on dawg
No hypothetical taunt
You made me drop my croissant
That’s you, you’re a meme
Where’s your pathetic response
Cuz I’m just a mitten boy, just tryna make it
That’s how your flow sounds on, not acappella and off basis
You’re the poster child for what it’s like to make it
When you’re famous talentless and baseless
You little bitch, put me on blast on MTV
Oh wait it’s not Cameo, my bad, hee hee
Red and blue may make violet
But on flag with stars they stand for violence
It’s like we’re numb to the carnage and just watch them bleed
Don’t ever say I didn’t try to help you see
I’ll go to the school in your nearest town
Go outside and hang the flag upside down
Cuz every day there’s a shooting
What the fuck are we doing
Had enough, come on y’all
Learn “How to Love” like Tunechi
Cuz every day there’s a shooting
What the fuck are we doing
Had enough, come on y’all
Learn “How to Love” like Tunechi
I know it’s hip-hop, so we all tote big guns
Move that product and make dope puns
But tell me about the culture of guns
How it relates to violence, and what it does
To kids and teens in school and halls
Or a simple kiosk in the middle of the mall
It’s not your fault, you’re just the culprit
Because how you conducted your thoughts around the substance
It’s bigger than black and white
It’s a problem with the way of life
We should love one another
Don’t give up on me brother
You should write some raps
About the rights we should have
If we try, we can
How bought that
You should write some raps
About the rights we should have
If we try, we can
How bought that
You should write some raps
About the rights we should have
If we try, we can
How bought that