Internet Superheroes
by Joey Zadjino & Mashup Maloney
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Fuck You All
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Get Ready For The Storm
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Furious Raps 2
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Lonely NiGHTS
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UNasty4Dat1
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Bigs Binny
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Drink Drank Drunk
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Inside Of A Box
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Internet Superheroes, the collaborative effort of Joey Zadjino and Mashup Maloney. Continuing the style set by "Rapping Over Game Tracks (Because Nerdcore Says I Should)" and turning it into an entirely new beast that will probably destroy everything in it's path in an insane cracked out rampage.
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released 01 October 2011
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Joey Zadjino AKA Lord Zadjino is the hip-hop act of a strange, nerdy, misanthropic 19 year old with an internet connection.
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Feb 2012 -
Nov 2011 -
Oct 2011
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- Track Name: Fuck You All
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I don't give a fuck about your fuckin' expectations
'Cause I'm the type of guy with a tendency to say "fuck respect, hate shit"
I know you probably might hate this, I know I probably won't care
'Cause I do what the fuck I want, to expect much else is no fair
Think about it, why should I cater my style to your tastes?
I know you like funny nerd raps but now I'm out of that phase
I know you probably only like me 'cause I rap over games
I know you're probably a fan of me 'cause you like Brandon and Duane
But let me explain, I don't make that same type of music
Rapping Over Game Tracks was made just to mock that lame type of music
Just 'cause I take the sounds of a game I decided to use it doesn't mean I'm rapping about the game, how the fuck did you not notice?
When you say you hate rap but you like me I don't take it as a compliment
'Cause I like rap, and honestly? I'd rather be hip-hop than this
I'm a nerd who happens to rap, but why would I rap about that?
I might make a few references, but that's not the point of the track
I'll make songs about what I want, how I want, and when I want to
And if I'm not nerdcore enough? Well that's just fine, fuck you
Me and Mashup do our thing, you do yours, but if you're still here? YO!
Welcome to the album, we are your Internet Superheroes - Track Name: Get Ready For The Storm
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You better get ready, 'cause shit's about to get heavy
Mashup a beast on the bass like his name was fuckin' Geddy
Lee, Hitmon, hi jump kicks and then your shit's gone
I'm tearin off your head so Duke Nukem's got somethin to shit on
I got rappers comin at me with ages the length of dev hell
Got lyrical karate chops that I'm droppin, OOPS, your head fell
The red quells my insatiable bloodlust, what contradiction you dumb fucks?
You weren't listening, watch this, I love crusts on my sandwiches
You're listening now, like "what the fuck? What's it gotta do with sandwiches?"
I'M DARKWING DUCK. I'm irrelevant for the hell of it, I'm tearin down your shelves and shit
Settin em down on a stack of my albums 'cause I ain't sellin shit
I fell and hit the bottom of the barrel
I'm done with bein terrible, it's time for the next level so GET READY FOR THE STORM
Batten down the hatches and get down into the basement
Me and the homie Maloney comin through and about to break shit
If you're turning volume down then you obviously can't take this
So get the fuck outta here before I'm sealin your fate, bitch
GET READY FOR THE STORM
Hide ya kids, hide ya wife, hide ya husband
I'm smashin rappers in packs because they're cheaper by the dozen
Man, I feel like money and now I got em all buzzin
So you better get ready, 'cause there's a fuckin storm comin
I'm Donkey Kong, you're Donkey Wrong, I'm Donkey Strong with these Donkey Songs
I see you runnin as fast as you can, you're long Donkey Gone
I got these bombs of lyrical bullshit that I'm droppin hella quick
On your NES, I take it back before you get a sip
So then you're cryin to your mom, FUCK YOUR MOM... I'm jokin
Your mom's the best, finest chest in the whole fuckin ocean
Come at me bros, I'm ready to get Super Smasin'
'Cause all these rappers comin at me hella suck, Luigi's Mansion
You're crashin, you haven't had a Mountain Dew in a while
Pressin play on these tracks is like playin with Guile
Sonic booms assaultin your speakers, Z's the new theme to your dreams
With obscene raps, you're screaming out "HE DIDN'T MEAN THAT!"
If I offended you before you ain't ready for what's in store
I'm back with some fresh raps, so you'd better get ready for the storm - Track Name: Furious Raps 2
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Here's some advice: when you see me, run
'cause I'm quick to stab you with the straw from my Caprisun
And then I'll suck out your blood like I'm Dracula, bitch
Dumpin your body out the trunk into the back of a ditch
'Cause I'm really the type of dude you don't wanna be fuckin with
The type of dude who will see your girl and probably go abduct the bitch
And tie her up with duct and shit, I'm throwin uppercuts and spillin blood on your nice floor and freshly cleaned carpets
Swimmin in tar pits, 'cause I'm a fan of dinosaurs
Your mom's the best, I'm into her 'cause she's my kinda whore
I write over-the-top raps like this because I'm kinda bored
And 'cause I'm fucked in the head, I'm killin people for a higher score
I've got a master plan to take and blast your fans
Comprised of a 16 year old juggalo anarchist, man
And you think you're in love, been with the girl for a month
Call me back in half a year because I've really got a hunch
That all your pictures with neon green love poems won't matter
When you two break up because she caught you on a chatter
Role-playin with weeaboo dudes as Sesshomaru, cyber-sexin typin out how you're blowin a dude
So now I'm throwin' my shoes, and yes I throw 'em at you
But my shoes are the boots from Super Mario 2
I mean 3, you know, the one with the angry sun
This track's complete nonsense but at least I'm havin fun
And if you've got a problem with it then delete it from the track list
Then delete your songs while you're purgin the whackness
And replace 'em with me, 'cause even when I'm bein funny I'm better than you and your crew and I get more money
Get it? 'Cause I do this for free
Your songs are fuckin garbage and you do it for a fee?
You'd still get no downloads if you did it for free
The only way you're gettin hits is if you feature Lord Z
'Cause I'm high in demand, which is hilarious, 'cause I'm really not that high in the fans
But when you people havin beef you're all "don't make me get Z!"
'Cause it's a well-established fact there's none as furious as me - Track Name: Lonely NiGHTS
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I'll be honest, I really ain't that good with the ladies
If you put 5 girls in front of me then 5 of em wouldn't date me
I start talkin to a girl I think she probably hates me
It don't elate me, pullin 1s on ladies' charts when they rate me
It's like I'm fated to be alone for the rest of my life
Spending nights playin games with all of the lights off
Browsin the Internet and suddenly the Skype's off
It's that girl from the U.K., the one that makes me smile a lot
There's an ocean between us but she's the only girl I'm close to
She's got a boyfriend. I dunno what I'm supposed to do
Sometimes she complains about him and I comfort her
Secretly, I'm always hoping that he'll break up with her
Or maybe she'll leave him for me... but I doubt it
As far as my chances go, I should just forget about it
So I tried. But it just wasn't workin
I pretended I was cool but I was secretly hurtin
Til one day she calls me up and it sounds like she's cryin
Turns out her boyfriend cheated and she finally caught him lying
I tried to comfort her and I told her how I felt
She didn't say much for a minute and I could feel my heart melt
But then she told me that she felt the same way
We decided to go official after a couple of days
I can't believe this is happening, I finally got myself a girl
The only problem is she's on the other side of the world
So, so far
With all the distance I miss her but I still love her through that
Ocean wall
I wanna hug her and kiss but I just settle for
One more call
The same thing every night, I'll never see her through that
Ocean Wall, no
So now we're going steady, webcammin so I can see how her face look
For the first time I changed my single status on Facebook
It's going great, I talk to her on Skype every night
Before she goes to bed I tell her I love her and say goodnight
But one day I realize that it's all the same
Not a damn thing's changed, and I just feel so strange
I thought I'd feel closer but I'm only feelin the distance
I spend my nights awake wishin that she was my neighbor or something
I always tell her I miss her but I don't know what I'm missing
I know when I wake up tomorrow she still ain't gonna be with me
The Atlantic Ocean is kind of a big deal
The trip would cost a lot of money, I'd take a couple years to get it together
And even then I know it'd only be temporary
I'd have to leave and go back, to me that's kinda
scary
And she ain't the same as me, not socially broke
She could get a guy on the side and I'd probably never know
She could just lie to me, I'd probably never find out
It's not like I can check on her or go to her house
I'll probably never even meet her, she'll break up with me before I can
She's got friends and she's beautiful, I really don't stand a chance
So I send her a message tellin her all about what I'm feelin
I tell her we gotta break it off 'cause I'm just stealin her life away
No matter how much I dream about it, in the real world we're stuck
Damn... Long distance relationships suck - Track Name: UNasty4Dat1
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I'm not a good person, that's well-fuckin-established
And I don't wanna be nice, I'm more prone to fuckin stab shit
Or nab shit or slam shit or grab shit or damn shit
I'm fuckin evil, it's no secret, I don't keep that shit candid
And so I'm branded as an asshole, well that's just fuckin fine
I never rejected that label, that fuckin title is mine
I'm in your house in the night and I'm snatchin all of your dimes
I mean your money and women, I'm even leavin a sign like
"Your cash and your bitch are with me, U MAD?"
And then I see you hella cryin and shit, U SAD?
I'm cuttin you up from head to toe the blood is sprayin to and fro
My knife is slicing through your dome tonight you won't be goin home
My body count's on overload your body slouches to the floor
My shotty takes down three or four, must be 18 to see the gore
I'm all about the green and whores, I'm robbin all the liquor stores
Drunk drivin in my fuckin Porsche and smashin through your doors 'cause
I'm a jerk (I know)
So why you actin like you don't?!
You're actin all surprised when I'm leavin your shit broke
So next time you point it out, don't think your hurtin me, man
Because it's pretty fuckin obvious that I just don't give a damn
(You're a jerk) I KNOW!
You think I didn't fuckin mean to be?!
You're cryin on the floor screamin "WHY ARE YOU SO MEAN TO ME?"
I'm a fiend, I'm a demon, and I'm probably the fuckin devil
When it comes to bein a jerk, I'm at the max fuckin level
I like violence and seeing people dying
I like disasters and seeing people crying
I'm lying about everything just because I fuckin can
I'm the dude who walks up while you're coloring in and snaps all your crayons
But then I go up in your house and kill off all of your fam
For no reason in particular, just 'cause I fuckin can
That's right, I do it all just for the hell of it
For shits and gigs for fucks and chucks I'll toss em down a well and shit
I'm the dude in Modern Warfare who's duel-wielding the pythons
Talkin Battlestar Galactica, I'm always a fuckin cylon
I'm a robotic anti-Christ with an army of succubi
My criteria for killin is simple, if you suck then you die
I'm fuckin crazy, probably, who really even knows?!
I'm walkin around in the night in some blood-covered clothes
From my nose to my toes, I got more red than a communist
Walkin around with a bomb in a box, I got you this 'cause I'm a jerk
I got dudes on the Internet like "oh, I fuckin hate Z!"
Then neglect to mention the fact that they ain't ever fuckin met me
They're all talkin shit with friends and then I try to make amends
But instead they're makin shit up that I never fuckin said
Woooah! Don't give credit where it's not due!
There's tons of shit I really said you're more than welcome to use
All 'cause I called a dude an idiot and made him fuckin cry, so now they're all running around like "Z's such a mean guy!"
They act like I'm an asshole to everyone all of the time
But in my mind I fuckin hate em for doin crimes worse than mine
They think I'm always the same and that I'm just a mean person
I'm only mean if you're annoying and if you're stupid it worsens
So get mad all you want for me bein all rude
But keep in mind it's not my fault you've got a low IQ
So before you come again and try to talk any shit
At least know who I am first you fuckin twits, I'm a jerk - Track Name: Bigs Binny
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Yo my name is Joey Z and you could call me a rap veteran
I haven't been here for long, but now I'm making this rap fresh again
Bitch you best to send a whole fuckin army after me
'Cause you sent all your best and they're havin trouble to battle me
I'm only like 19 years old but beating rappers in their 20s
Half my fans older than me, I still say "all these kids love me"
I'm the kinda dude that you see in the street and ya get scared
The kinda dude where confrontation straight requires a dare
I'm so far ahead of my peers that it just ain't even fair
I'm punching hipsters in the face, got em tumblin down stairs
Better call up Chris Hansen, I'm bout to straight rape you minors
World's most powerful warrior, like you combined the street fighters
You can call me Greg Jennings as I do this for Madden
Carry the team on my back 'n you peep the skill til you're saddened
Wondering "why can't I do it? Why can't it be me?"
Elementary dear MC, it's because you ain't Z
I'm Zadjino I'm radical and so I had to teach these fags to rap because they're bad at that you know?
I'm so heavily observed yet I'm beyond recognition
You're thinkin I'm lackin attention and so instead I'm hella dissin
Are you serious? Get the fuck back in the kitchen
You've had a hard day of raidin you got hot pockets that need fixin
Six six six, you lick dicks, peepin a buncha chick flicks
With quickness I'll rip this track right up with this sick sick shit
You the type to go Facebook and put down agnostic atheist
'cause when it comes to cognitive skills, you probably the laziest
Alzheimers with the memory that's probably the haziest
Wonderin why I get so many girls complaining to me bout achy tits
You a shaky bitch, tried to step up and then you got flaky quick
'Cause my swagger's on a milli, you at most pull like 80 tricks
Whackness Patrol, and you know we ain't takin no shit
While you fakin your shit, slow down the beat just to keep up with the click
I speed up a beat just so it can keep up with me
I'm more furious than the Hulk if he was surrounded by bees
Whackness Patrol made of beasts, you know we rap's elite
When you hand us collabs and we just straight smash your beat
ZFTWPFTHOTSS
You only carry that acronym if you know you're the best
And you can catch me on my grind writin lines in my iPhone
Probably another line typed about how much I own
I'm fly so you're hella jealous like Buzz Lightyear, and I know
But you ain't even on that level you fallin with no style
Me and Mashup like Guile, our sonic booms got you rocked
When you're bumpin so hard in the whip peeps calling the cops
Can't stop won't stop call up partners for co-op
I'll drop a 16 on your track and you know that it's so hot
You're slow doc, you blow cocks, so quit tryna hit me
These little rappers comin at me think they're big... Bigs Binny - Track Name: Drink Drank Drunk
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Friday night, time to get fucked up
FUCK THAT! Monday night, time to get fucked up
We're gettin drunk at the club surrounded by dumb sluts
Who would be hella quick to fuck and let me bust a nut
But it's whatever, too drunk to get a fuckin erection
'cause I'm too busy drinkin combatively against my own reflection
Tryin to figure my direction out I'm stumblin and mumblin
Liver crumblin but I'm ready to get rumblin with the pack
I got this Mexican next to me like "I fuckin hate her, mayne!"
but I ain't hearin his problems, 'cause I've got some Dr. Jägercane
Suddenly, I feel like I ain't such a bad guy
I'm talkin and bein friendly I'm normally kinda shy
I know that in the morning I'm gonna feel like I'm gonna die
But tonight I don't give a fuck, so put them shots in a line
I'll be fine, just crack open another beer
Keep the buzz goin strong every day of the year
Screwed up Sunday, messed up Monday, tipsy Tuesday, wasted wednesday
Any day you're gettin crazy doin dumb shit your friends say
'cause you know by tomorrow you won't remember anyway
Hope you don't throw up, 'cause that'd hella suck
Everyone's got a headache dude shut the fuck up
'cause it's thirsty Thursday, fucked up friday
We ain't got a name for Saturday, but you know what I say
Every single night, every day of the week
Is a candidate for a party, got no time for sleep
So go out with your friends and get hella drunk
'cause life's too short to miss out on all the fun
Sittin around with your friends and playin Mario Party
Landed on a red space? Take a shot of Bacardi
Visions gettin a little cloudly but I'm not concerned
'cause I'm ready for drink and now it's my turn
But by now, everybody here is pretty drunk
So we're done with this game, so let's play something dumb
Insert Mario Kart so we can drink and drive
Make the same joke 6 times about a DUI
Run into the same wall like 15 times
Laugh for 10 minutes when DK dies
But really, all he did was fall off the track
But fuck DK, throw a shell at his back
Oh shit, my drink's empty, someone fill up my glass
'cause it's nights like this that you wish would last
So open another case, another round of beer
Keep the drink flowing every day of the year - Track Name: Inside Of A Box
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Majestic sets of color cross the sky in the night
Like someone copied and pasted around all of the Northern Lights
No more fights, the memories of the best times are vivid
The memories of the worst times all involve you blowin in it
So you toss em off a cliff and let em fall in the ocean
Let the good vibes take over, get in all of the motions
It's like someone just grabbed your life and gave it a mana potion
It's filled with magic, no tragedy, havoc or commotion
Double rainbow? Fuck that, quadruple rainbow
The haters are all leavin in the same way that the rain goes, as my brain flows
Imagination like I'm awake in my dreams
You hear that old familiar tune off in the distance it seems
8-bit images poppin up on that 20 inch screen
You're escapin to a world filled with heroes and fiends
Back to the days when you spent all your time in boxers and socks
Because your only friends were in your room inside of a box - Track Name: 'AYO! (feat. Niggalus Cage)
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Joey Z:
I'm hella chillin with my dude NC
We at the top of our game, the bottom's MVPs
What I mean? We're livin at the top while we're at the bottom
And even though our life sucks? The good times, we got 'em
Niggalus Cage:
And I feel a little hazy and lazy and kinda crazy
But baby I'm quick to throw a kick like I'm Niggalus Swayze
But I take it back and relax, and take a chance to light up
'Cause the furthest I get from the bottom is when I'm high up
Joey Z:
But we'll fight the people who try to keep us down
You could probably even say that we would beat them down
'Cause we might mess around
But make sure you keep in mind that we're the best at what we do, we fuckin run this town
Niggalus Cage:
Amateur rap game, 'cause we the internet's finest
Gettin vaginas hittin our emails 'cause they know that we rhyme best
Joey Z:
So join The Whackness Patrol or you might as well fly west
'Cause we got other rappers covered like a Nickelodeon Slimefest
Niggalus Cage:
It's Niggalus Cage and I'm on the scene
I mean it's Niggalus Cage and I'm on the green
But I ain't talkin bout golfin but I could get a hole in one of your bitches, they come to me when they lookin for fun
And you know I'm on the run because I got police after me
They wanna get a piece of Z and NC but they ain't grabbin it
Joey Z:
Like Ice T and Body Count we're yelling out "COP KILLA!"
Screamin "FUCK THE POLICE!" straight into our pop filters
You'd be hard pressed to find us droppin lines that are not filler
'Cause we're too funny to be serious, we're just too fuckin ridiculous to do this anymore - Track Name: The Most Hardest Hitters In The League (feat. Whoremoans, MC Makky, D-Shocka)
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Joey Z:
It's Joey Z A D J I N O
You probably misspell my name 'cause you are mighty slow
But those who know me say I'm ill and have the tightest flows
Gettin asked to collab to salvage tracks and rightly so
Yo, I know I'm anglo but it's just a little strange though
You're surprised I rhyme but then you're like "I'm not concerned with race, yo!"
I'm like the nerd's Canadian girlfriend, nobody can fuck with me
You want a Canadian boyfriend, lumberjack with a buff physique
Cut my skill in quarters I'm still doper than Porter,
Eli, we did it, y'all just a bunch of performers
You're actin like you're hard with your stupid and silly bars
I'm the type to fuck with your head, peep the lobotomy scars
I'll straight up body you tards, you know you're gonna see stars
When I leave you with trouble breathin like an infection of SARS
You're feelin a bit asthmatic so you're fixin to leave
'Cause TWP's the most hardest hitters in the league
Whoremoans:
I'm god's gift to whatever the fuck I touch
It's me VS the world, and they're callin it a crush
Unbeatable like a Royal Flush, Jordan in the clutch
Yea hand me the mic, I mean who else ya gonna trust?
The fact that the signal in the sky matches the one on my hat
Should let you know the beast is back, I don't run rap
But on a track I run laps around the pack
I drink kerosene and spit flamethrower attacks
Monster of the midwest, killer contagion with the sickness
Don't blink, you'll miss it, gifted like a spoiled kid's Christmas
Can't none of yall see me, you lack the vision
I'm the best around, that's a given
With a broken leg still scorin for no reason
Put the team on my back for the whole season
So bet on me, 'cause I swear that I'm feelin that this is gonna be the year I finally go undefeated
MC Makky:
Yo Makky put you on blast, because I'm beatin ya ass
Leavin you bloody on a puddle right in front of ya class
You're Glass Joe, react slow, get ya chin knocked in
Uppercut like Little Mac crackin bones like they're wheat thins
You can't contend, 'cause you're fuckin unfit
Abort, retry, fail, maybe cancel or quit
You rap shit, just whack spit, so you can wait and see
We'll leave you rolled and fuckin trolled, burnt to the first degree
Hittin like Darren Sharper I'll cut you up like a barber
Broken leg, wooden peg, think you're in need of a doctor
So get the fuck to the choppa, take 'em up on the medivac
'Cause 42 done came through and hit em with a safety attack
Whackness Patrol and Makky leave your fuckin speakers askew
Warpin reality to fit the crazy shit that we do
Bringin the thunder, whether I'm on the field or on the mic
Gotcha trippin over shit like you're Dick Van Dyke
D-Shocka:
Something really stupid - Track Name: Zapped Yo' Dumbass! (D-Shocka Diss)
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All of your raps are shockingly bad
like when everyone found out the Bell's taco meat's bad
'Cause you're rappin all whacky with an autotuned voice
And I know you can't sing so you ain't got a choice
Oh wait, yea you do, how about you quit singing?
At that, quit rappin, 'cause when you do my ears sting and I'm pretty sure that if I finished a track that they'd bleed
My ears post-Shocka is a frightening sight indeed
So what you really need to do is get a little less generic
'Cause I peeped your fuckin tracks and I could barely fuckin bare it
Seem to have a thing for Sonic, and I assume you're a furry
I got no problems with that, but it just makes me sorta furious that you're
taking the music and you're forcefully yiffin it
but it's makin me laugh like I'm 12 on some Peter Griffin shit
So stop or not, it really don't bother me
But if you think your shit's quality you got problems psychologically
Hi, my name's Z
And I know a couple things about rap, two or three
Come at me bro, I'll dispatch your whole team
'Cause Joey Z keeps whackness in check, you know me
You don't have to give a fuck, 'cause I don't either
My lack of a fuck's the only reason you ain't gettin ethered
So this one's up to you, man, I only give one pass
But just remember that Lord Z fuckin' zapped yo dumbass
Listen dude, turn down the reverb
When I'm hearing your tracks is the only time I yell "FREEBIRD!"
'cause I'd rather hear that than listen to a dude who sounds like he's rapping in a huge fuckin tube
Probably laying in a bed, 'cause you sound like you're half-asleep
You sound so boring that your tracks last half a week
And I'm still trying to figure out what's with your video game kick
You're not even at the level to be on video game shit
And that's not even a pro-video game diss
'cause it doesn't take a lot to be on video game shit
And I disagree, you don't make it look easy
'Cause I'd have to try pretty hard to rap so amazingly bad
But that's my fault, not yours
I can't help that I'm used to makin tracks that people adore
Meanwhile, you're makin tracks that people abhor
So just step the fuck outta here, I'll hold the door - Track Name: Question Marks In The Dark
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I'm busy keeping you in mind, because I can't leave you behind
And I know that I'm out of chances but give me one and you'll find that I'm
Not the piece of shit I used to be, I can be better
Didn't know what I had 'til it was gone, like Cinderella
But I'm not going and trying to blame you for my inadequacies
I'm just trying to explain all my feelings accurately
'Cause you're the only one who ever really mattered to me
I know that that's fucking corny but you know what I mean
Now I'm conflicted, because all I want is for you to be happy
But I don't know if I can handle the fact that you won't have me
I know I'm fucking sad and this shit probably won't matter
I doubt you'll even listen to this, 'cause you never were a fan of
My stupid fucking songs about some stupid fucking shit
I'm writing stupid fucking bars like I'm a stupid fucking kid
I guess that's the only reason I can say this
'Cause I keep it in my mind that you're unlikely to play this
And if you did you'd probably think that I sound fucking insane
That at best my expressions are all just freakishly lame
I couldn't say what I felt before, that was the problem
So now I'm saying it late, turns out my voice was at the bottom
Now I'm here and writing things I said I'd never write about
But I can't help it, 'cause at the moment this is all that I can rhyme about
Thinking about all of the things I did wrong, the shit I said and how
I lost you 'cause I never found a fucking way to say out loud
All the things that I felt when I was with you
How I would ignore all of your questions and just playfully diss you
How I never had the balls to even tell you I miss you
And now the only thing I wanna do is tell you that I wish you all the best
Whether it's with or without me
I wish I'd been good enough, but I'm not and I'm sorry
Now I'm the reason I'm hurt, I'm the reason I've got these thoughts that keep me up at night, these fuckin memories that haunt me
I'm afraid to fuckin write and record this
I could barely say it to you, how the hell can I peform it?
And expect people to think anything but "what the fuck?"
Went from writing about Pokemon to writing about the fuckup that I am
About my breakup and my stupid mistakes
About my feelings and my stupid heartbreaks
But I'm not fuckin happy, and I just need to get it out
Instead of spending another day in the dark and on the couch
I'll admit that it scares me thinkin you found another dude
Scares me thinkin I might have to spend my days and not have one with you
It scares me so much, that all I really wanna do is end it all, just fuckin' do it, go out and buy a gun and shoot
'Cause I fucked it all up, and now I've finally got a clue
Hope you know that I meant it when I said I'm in love with you
And you're the only one, and I wish that I coulda said this before it was too late
Because I sure fucking regret it - Track Name: Same Thing We Do Every Night, Pinky
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I'm on a quest for world domination
Already took over the Internet so now I'm set up and stationed
Posted at the top of my tower upon my castle of power
Strategizing for battle so I can hassle the dour
People, 'cause I don't believe I have any equals
I'm here to rule the planet damnit 'cause y'all minds is feeble
I've got dark magic and an army of clones, but this ain't new to me
Gotta make em inferior so there's no chance of mutiny
The people are all so unsuspecting
Like that teenage girl who you just tricked into sexting (YOU SHOWED EVERYONE??)
Although my castle's a bit perplexing
They don't bother to question they think I built it for flexing my cash
But I'm not up here to showcase the swag
I shaped my castle like a skull so I could showcase the rad
Mad villainous schemes, I'm more bad than it seems
And I'm fulfilling my dreams of ruling all things
You'll never stop me
Send all your soldiers
With my army of copies
I'm taking over
I'm taking over, and it's just about time
I'm already the best at raps, so it's not about rhyme
My motivation is simple, I got such a lust for power
Triforce wasn't enough, so in a couple of hours
I'm coming down with my big clone army
"I think he's gone mad!" "You think so?" Hardly.
I probably won't do much, I won't rule too harshly
Just gotta make you all aware that I'm awesome, got me?
Yea, you get it. And if you don't I've got a death ray
I'm iller than Eli Porter you could say I'm the best mayne
I did it, so quick it skipped the lyrics
I run everything now, y'all know you fear it
And you treat me with respect because I'm obviously the best
That's why I'm the king of earth, sorry I mean planet Zed
Sorry I mean planet Z, I spent too much time with B
Honestly, it's mostly 'cause I won't let him leave
Maybe I'm just not cut out for this
Some people love me while others compare me to Auschwitz
I don't get it, everytime I try to please the whole populace
Half the people are pleased and the rest are all "god I'm pissed!"
Turns out it's a bit more complicated than that
'Cause I used to feel safe when my castle faded to black
But now that I run the world I'm the only leader they have to hate
Another day another attempt to assassinate
Me? I kinda just want things back to the way they used to be
When I was just on the Internet dissin rappers who weren't so good to me
Now I'm catching all these fuckin talks of rebellion
I approve of these usually but now it's me they're rebelling against
I see them all down there bout to rush the fence
Better put up my defences... Wait shit what defense?
I used the clones as bowling pins the death ray's running cold again
Now my castle is burning looks like my times running thin
So I'm defeated, looks like I can't win this time
The castle collapses around me and I'm wounded, my things are fried
I reach up to the sky and I'm wondering why
This is the way I'm meant to die, but then I open my eyes
Turns out it was all a dream, that shit blew my mind
I look at the clock and I check the time
I got a text that says "What's goin on tomorrow, sir?"
I reply "same thing as every night, we try to take over earth"
Looks like they've stopped me
Brought all their weapons
It was all just a dream
But I'll never learn my lesson - Track Name: Only Godzilla Can Judge Me (feat. MC Rikki)
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Joey Z:
You strugglin, I'm on my hustle with muscles the size of a fuckin barge with a brain for solvin puzzles
Brains over brawn? Fuck that, I'll take both
Headlockin your whole crew ain't really stuntin my brain growth (brainsdon'tactuallygrow)
Go back to Starbucks with all of your hipster friends
Discussin society and how you hate the latest trends
It's offensive how your pseudo-intellectual shit never ends
'Til I discover the breaking point of your spine when it bends
I don't go beastmode, that implies I'm not always a beast
I came around to the game and smashed up all of the beats
Like I'm stompin on Dwight Schrute's farm, other rappers gettin harmed when I show up outta nowhere with weapons armed
I kill the mic, that's why my voice is so powerful
I weapon get like MegaMan and I just keep gettin louder
So if you're coming with whisper raps 'cause you can't wake up your parents then pack up your mic and get a little less dumb and bad at rapping
Joey and Rikki with all these raps that are tricky, meanwhile you shitty and gettin hated like Slippy
We flip on these beats and we sip on these drinks, drinkin the blood of irrelevant rappers who wanna think that they're beasts on the voxin
We fuckin bomb em with toxins, we got em shook and scared, hidin up under some boxes
While they on Solid Snake Swag we probably bringing that hot shit
Breaking the glasses on these nerds up in this hip-hop mosh pit
MC Rikki:
It's Rikki and the boys, I'm here with Maloney
Joey Z's here too, we're breakin down the phonies
While we're smashin the bronies, breakin all their fuckin legs
Leave em walkin like pirates off the plank on a wooden peg
Dimensions of the game, we'll be quicker than lightning
Slit your throat, watch your back, it's about to get frightening
With monster truck parts taken from the Gravedigger
We're just comin to get bigger while you watch us pull the trigger
Click clack boom! Now you're missin a head
When I'm done with this fuckin rap I'm gonna reload the lead
Check my Youtube hits and I've only got twelve
But that's okay with me, I've got your head on a shelf
I'm using your ribs to hold up all my DVDs
And I'm using all your legs to hold up all of my TVs
Now we're BHRV, no wait, that is incorrect
It's that new Maloney beat and it's pretty fuckin hot, dude
Joey Z:
Semi-automatic tongue when I'm spittin these lyrics
You're checkin up on the internet and you know that you hear it
And you respect it and fear it, 'cause you know that I'm the lord
Zadjino, so radical, you're sad and down on the floor
MC Rikki:
I ain't gonna say that I'm MC Rikki
I ain't gonna lie, I am MC Rikki
They call me MC Rikki, like a kangaroo, hop up in that pussy
I like it when it's wet and gushy
Joey Z:
I'm stupid with the flows, I drop hot 16s
You at the playground, tryna get some hot 16s
I'm droppin mediafire links, givin hot shit for free
Poppin tops off of kids who wanna start shit with me
MC Rikki:
Keep it on the two inch level when I hit you with my bevel
Then I keep it on my mind I turn into a devil
Then I'm breakin shit, M O N E Y, money money on my mind
G I R N D, grind - Track Name: 8-BIT SWAG (feat. Niggalus Cage)
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Niggalus Cage:
It's Niggalus Cage, I'm on that swag with the hashtags
Money signs 'til I die, yall rappers tryna act fast
I smash glass, just to replace my windows with tinteds
So the police ain't peepin the green or tryna pop off a witness
I risk shit, just 'cause it ain't mean nothin
You know the money come fast, so you ain't see me stuntin
You ain't seen a hot meal in a minute so you biscuit huntin
I'm in space havin fine dinin with some alien somethin
I'm a fan of green, whether it's weed or the paper
I got unlimited amounts of both the weed and the paper
I'm bout that dank ass kush, your girl's name's Australia, and I'm in the bush
I ain't an alligator, but I'm a mothafuckin fiend
Nigga fuck what the frog said 'cause it's easy bein green
Flat screens on every wall I'm watching MTV
If they still had music shows, it'd all be Niggalus C
We got that 8-bit swagger
The competition don't matter
See people talkin about us everytime you drop on a chatter
We got that 8-bit swagger
Joey Z:
The Whackness Patrol? More like the Swagness Patrol
I'm flashing my cash and laughing while you're sad in a hole
Then I fill it with gold, and I'm hella McDuck swimmin
Showin up at yo spot and snatching up all of your women
I'm criminal with my swag, attempts to stop me gon fail
'Cause I got so much cash I could post bail for the whole jail
I'm rockin the freshest threads while yo rags is all stale
Pickin up the model ladies while you just pickin up whales
Peep me on Tumblr or Twitter where every word is a winner
Whether it's talkin about my sins or what I'm havin for dinner
Or about how I'ma split her, 'cause I'm the swaggin dragon bitch
Breathing fire on piles of diamonds 'cause I don't see a point in havin it
Swag me the fuck out, you havin bad luck? ouch
I'm puttin to shame all these stupid silly faggots with doubts
Some little dudes wanna shout and tell me what I'm about?
Fuck that, I'll spell it out for you S W A G
Yea, I'm goin harder than the water temple
Compare me to anybody and my swag is on a higher level
Well, maybe not NC, but that's irrelevant
We got that teamwork swag, ego growin to the size of an elephant
So elegantly crass, intelligent with these raps
8bit swagger is on a milli and our knuckles is brass
We punchin lines all the time, too quick to stop on a dime
But you know the dimes are all stopping when Joey Z gets to voxin
Got toxins up in my vocals, you're gettin secondhand sick
Hear a couple of my verses and you're suddenly slick
Probably illuminati, some all-seeing eye shit
With your girl in the back of your caddy I'm like giggity gig
Quagmire, a dark force, Ganondorf Dragmire
When you download my albums you ain't findin no bad files
You a sad child, 15, when you see me you're mad riled
I'm all about the future and the present, but you can still say I had style - Track Name: ...Or Maybe Not
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I know how it feels to spend your days all alone
You try and leave and misanthropy puts you back through the door
Right back across the floor and straight back up the stairs
Back to sitting in your room 'cause nobody really cares
Suddenly 2am and you're questioning if anything matters
Fuck it, not like you have any friends so suicide is the plan of action
The thought of a long life is slightly confusing
You're lonely and miserable and you don't see things improving towards a better life
So you just sit and get mad
Wondering why all these other people are so much better than your dumbass
I've been there way too many fuckin times
Chances are I'll be there again even after all these lines
But I've learned that all the little shit's completely insignificant
Nothing matters, have fun, and treat bullshit with indifference
Live your life and chase your dreams, do whatever you want
'Cause if you don't have regrets then you aren't doing enough
So fuck the world, or maybe not
So fuck that girl, or maybe not
Whatever you choose that shit's all up to you, just remember to get back up after all the times you
lose
And fuck the haters, or maybe bot
Fuck the naysayers, or maybe not
Fuck everything, live dreams and have fun 'cause you only get like one chance, and then you're done
I know what it's like to be a bit insomniatic
Sitting in the dark with those looming attacks of the panic
Static on the TV 'cause you don't even wanna see people
But you don't wanna be in silence 'cause your thoughts are too evil
Fuck it, here's what I want you to do tomorrow afternoon
Talk to that girl you've been interested in tomorrow after school
Or whatever, after work, and if it works then it works
If it doesn't it doesn't, just don't let that shit irk you or discourage you
At least you had the balls to go and tell her
Instead of spending your time brooding over another girl you fell for
Get all of your frustrations out creatively
I do it through my music or games, you know I never even dreamed I'd be
Playing these shows I'm playing or friends with dudes I looked up to
But that's what happens when you learn to look at life and say "FUCK YOU"
Never take things too seriously, see your flaws, be self-aware
Then laugh 'em off or improve em, don't just brood and settle there
I know what it's like to feel a bit inadequate
When you just keep thinking to yourself "fuck this, it won't matter, quit"
You'll get sadder quick and then you'll feel like shit
So find a way to improve instead of just whining about it and crying about it
Look at me, I'm a fuckin joke
Makin these stupid fuckin songs that get heard by a couple folks
But I keep on doing it, because music's my fuckin life
And I'd still keep doing it even if nobody liked it
And maybe someday I'll get bored of raps
When I do, I'll move onto the next form of tracks
I'm not really interested in making a couple of stacks
Would it be nice? Yea, but I'm just here to be who I am
I'm just another fuckin teenager with angst to the ceiling
And a bunch of meaningless problems that I may or may not choose to deal with
But I'm not gonna lie and pretend I take my life seriously
'Cause at the end of the day I'm just that asshole Joey Z
