1. |
Megacity
04:07
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VERSE 1 (Mike Dynamo)
You don’t trust people
but you trust technology?
You really think men lie
women lie
and numbers don’t?
Who gave you the numbers?
What contract did you sign
to get that device
Play with your porn and Pop your soma!
Anything to dull the pain
from the highjacking of your brain
Spinning out till the techs
too complex
for the unenhanced man
Do you even have the credits to afford the prosthetics?
You don’t trust people
but you trust your senses?
You corporations learned how to manipulate those first
Breaking down the nerves so you never feel nada
It’s a utopia
For anyone more than a product
VERSE 2 (Initial G)
March into the drudgery
bludgeoning up
the burgeoning masses
surgeons cutting virgins
up into powder like detergent
i’m yearning
for the turning of the tide
that will right the burning desire
to exit the inferno
Republic
gone septic
So cryptic
are the laws that govern the infernal machine
that keeps spurning the will of the majority
bullying the minority
sacrificing the core of me
pumping the authority
so march in ya
VERSE 3 (Mike Dynamo)
Black jackets
New funk
Afropunk
We’ll never be owned
New order
Cyberthump
It’s the beat that’ll lead toward the revolution
It won’t be televised
but the execution will be showing world wide
First digital homicide
Cut the brains off
from the hive mind
It’ll hurt at first
But it’ll hurt the megacorps more to impede
and shift the bottom line
Hackers and mindjackers are on the front lines
While cryptocurrency
is our gold mine
We barely trust each other but we have to
Because we know full well we can’t trust you.
Eyes open
Overlay
Reality Augmented
Can’t trust what you see
or what anyone says
It’s not over but it’s damn close
And we aint winning yet
But we will strike a blow
VERSE 4 (Initial G)
Throw away all of your dreams
and learn to glean
that reward only lies in between
the lean mean money making machine
that’s bustin at the seams
while ya megacity grows
nasty from clean
while residents
like refugees
are fleeing
no hope of ever being freed
corporate greed
is about to deplete
all of the resources
And all of the green
like the horsemen of the apocalypse
just recovered their steeds
the megacity
no longer safe for the teens
the air sound and water pollution always careens
the parks and riverside no longer serene
just look at the overpopulated area you’re in
Blast it
can’t block out the sirens and the backed up traffic
the homeless and the criminals
make it seem so drastic
rampant prostitution
drug peddling so classic
pride of the city
now lies flaccid
dripping acid
corroding ya fair city
and smelling so rancid
how would you go about killing the cancer
I asked the question
who’s got the answer
globalization
urbanization
leading population displacement
no disposable income
causing frustration
suicides and homicides
the new norm of
capitalism’s abrasion
trying my patience
downfall of
my generation
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2. |
Candyman
03:42
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Verse 1 (Last Honest Man - Initial G)
Stop drop and roll
but I bet you still can’t put the fire out in ya soul
that burning desire
that obese greed
that feeds little seeds
that breeds the hunger
for the little sweet beads
that the candyman feeds
when they start doing bad deeds
fill their mad needs
for the sad treats
the craving for riches
scratching their itches
till their petty crimes
turn into encumbering twitches
while the programming glitches
till the innocence switches
and they become society’s leeches
that beseech us
to let them profess
whatever the candyman preaches
whatever the mirror teaches to the candyman’s creatures
Verse 2 (Candyman - Mike Dynamo)
We want You!
To really feel that you have a place here
Forget anything you’ve heard on those fake news programs
about the EVILS of what we do.
Those people just hate success!
You’re family now
Don’t you want to be part of a rich and powerful family
Of course you do
It’s not like you can take care of yourself.
Verse 3 (Last Honest Man - Initial G)
Focus
narrow down on the locus
you’ve already been taken
in by the hocus pocus
the candyman’s the fire starter
you’re fire stokers
you’re like demons
some fallen angels just invoke us
the wolves of wall street
beelzebub’s brokers
here to pollute the environment
mute the siren
of the warning of the fatal attraction
that the planet earth is mired in
it's all wired in
to our most basic thinking
where your money gonna float to
when the whole world is sinking
media circus but not from brothers like ringling
the aftermath of the apocalypse still lingering
Verse 4 (Candyman - Mike Dynamo)
What you have is an opportunity to be best!
To put
difficult decisions
in the hands of your betters
I mean
those better equipped
to make good choices for you
We’re the ones that went to the best schools
Crafted all the best rules
Rules that help you help us
best our enemies
and build the best society for us to rule over
I mean live in
We know all the best people.
We are the best people.
Verse 5 (Last Honest Man - Initial G v Candyman - Mike Dynamo)
Candyman:
You keep pretending that you’re not happy with your life
and nobody likes a liar
It’s trickle-down economics
we trickle down more work for you to do to give you purpose
Last Honest Man:
But that's the con
that lets you remain the don
while I become the pawn
Why do you get the stream
while I get the trickle
where you enslave my offspring to be indebted to your fucking spawn
Candyman:
That’s because family matters
Continuity
Legacy
You’d give the world to your kids if you owned it.
We do
Including your environment
That’s why we drill where we like but not where we are
Last Honest Man:
Some of us might act like we’re the heir apparent
but the government’s never been our fucking parent
Opioid addiction got lost eyes staring
while legal alcoholics straight judging them glarin
Epilogue (Candyman - Mike Dynamo)
And maybe
If you work hard enough for us
buy our products
and do everything we tell you
We’ll let you think you’re as good as we are
And that ain’t nothing
Of course we’ll have our best laughs about you behind your back.
We the best
But we invite you to keep trying.
You eat the candy from the candyman
We’ll eat the filet mignon, the lobster tails, and the gold leaf
Just so our shit can shine like justice
Something else we own, by the way.
I advocate for the greatness of our collective
I market to you a magical world
Infecting your brain with the notion of meritocracy
We let you think you matter to us because you do
You really do
If you didn’t do all this labor
we’d have to
though we’d take the whip to your ass long before that’d happen.
This is economics
This is your education and acceptance to middle management
This is you doing your best to keep the rabble in line
Until we decide
to let you die
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3. |
Dark Tower
03:07
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VERSE 1 (Initial G)
Dark tower
bow down to the higher power
where the dark priests
They congregated to devour
leaving their skin torched, scorched and scoured
still empowered
where all your happiness turns sour
where extra dimensional beings glower
as the clock strikes the twelfth hour
the menace that wilts the flower
leaving virgins deflowered
in the acid rain showers
where the cowards they towered
where the heroes they cowered
disposition dour
the monolith
the one with the columns split
call em filth
the scholars built
a monument for the fallen guilt
appalling lilt
coming from them swollen gills
disappear behind the rolling hills
hit em with the emboldened skills
trying to grasp the golden pills
the blood it spills
civilization’s ills
the hope it kills
crushing wills
settling for cheaper thrills
costing steeper bills
as the reaper steals what’s real
CHORUS
You ask me!
The whole world’s coming down around our heads
Who you push in the thresher to get your bread
For who’s fortune have you bled
Did they unravel your mind pull your thread
You ask me!
The whole world’s coming down around our heads
Who you push in the thresher to get your bread
For who’s fortune have you bled
Did they unravel your mind pull your thread
VERSE 2 (Mike Dynamo)
I’ve been careful with nothing
I think despair got me
I traveled the college route and felt the debt squash me
I can’t breathe
I can’t sleep
Even the money that I make
don’t really belong to me
All I wanted was to see
Was the view from the ivory tower
find a patch of sky to raise a family
I didn't make it
I couldn't even see it
Only the images of it flashing at me from my phone screen
The good life
Where the one percent sits with their gifts
and labels me a nuisance
Because I want what they get
Am I a hypocrite
or a devil worshipping capitalist
Sacrilegious
To speak ill of the money
The only god all of us respect
The same criminal that puts the knife on your neck
Is the same one that's signing your wage slave check.
The same one leave you screaming in crime alley
But now I’m ass out
Forced forever to do without
Stuck in a loop
Only one way to cash out
Take what I can til I burn out
CHORUS
You ask me!
The whole world’s coming down around our heads
Who you push in the thresher to get your bread
For who’s fortune have you bled
Did they unravel your mind pull your thread
You ask me!
The whole world’s coming down around our heads
Who you push in the thresher to get your bread
For who’s fortune have you bled
Did they unravel your mind pull your thread
You ask me!
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4. |
Give it up
03:57
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Intro (Mike Dynamo)
Crime pays
Crime pays because
crime cares
Crime fixes what nobody can repair
Crime feeds
Crime needs
Crime’ll open up your heart to watch it bleed
What about trolls?
Raise a glass folks
This next track
goes out
to the bad guy.
VERSE 1 (Mike Dynamo)
What do you do when nobody gives a shit about you
or the things that you want or what you dared to flaunt
some kind of bespoke cosmic joke
made for the cruelest entities who love everything petty
In the face of the dereliction of grace
No coordination save the twitches on your face
No illumination save depictions of your rage in your own imagination
No one should be saved
Why give a damn about anybody else
For your morality
Drop it like it’s too heavy
Claim a power famine
Make it happen
Grab it, build it smack it wear it down until you have it
Minimal resistance is a gift innit
Went from pumped up kicks to
a data mining business
And if
And if
crime pays
Supercrime reshapes
History, economics and even mindscapes
If what we need resists the great greed
then you rolls with henchmen to arch enemies
Breakdown (Initial G)
Let’s take a moment for the dearly departed
though not highly regarded
who got what they had coming for all the shit that they started
CHORUS
(Mike Dynamo)
Give it up for the bad guy!
(Initial G)
Dark Clouds, they gather in the sky
It’s time for the truth seekers to ride
Manipulators there’s no place to hide
Cause the Funan Beat Empire dont’ take no sides
(Mike Dynamo)
Give it up for the bad guy!
(Initial G)
Dark Clouds, they gather in the sky
It’s time for the truth seekers to ride
Manipulators there’s no place to hide
Cause the Funan Beat Empire dont’ take no sides
VERSE 2 (Initial G)
I launch like a nuclear warhead
And when I step into the theater
I leave the whole war dead
Have you force fed
On a farce that forks left
Where your retorts kept
came to collect on all your lost debt
Leaving scores bled out
On your whore’s bed
Eating some smores
While you’re snored out on your bedstead
Missed out on a jetset lifestyle
Now you’re bored instead
Just sordidly appease
Those binge eating till they’re morbidly obese
I’m polarized like a polaroid
whatever the opposite of bi-polar is
Freud
Solitary like a polar bear Uh
But spare me the lecture
While I’m glaring brighter than a solar flare
So step into my polar lair
Blanketed in icy cold winds
Frozen stalactites and stalagmites
Watch me with a polar stare
While I write
I’m tasting pickles
Of icicles
My throat tickles
But in my belly there are only ripples
Fingers crippled with frostbite
Hypothermia unless I’m thawed right
The Iceman cometh
Ushering the ice age
And thus this glacial tundra becomes the right stage
Even though my mettle stands currently thrice gauged
Even though my rage is currently thrice blazed
CHORUS
(Mike Dynamo)
Give it up for the bad guy!
(Initial G)
Dark Clouds, they gather in the sky
It’s time for the truth seekers to ride
Manipulators there’s no place to hide
Cause the Funan Beat Empire dont’ take no sides
(Mike Dynamo)
Give it up for the bad guy!
(Initial G)
Dark Clouds, they gather in the sky
It’s time for the truth seekers to ride
Manipulators there’s no place to hide
Cause the Funan Beat Empire dont’ take no sides
Dark Clouds, they gather in the sky
It’s time for the truth seekers to ride
Manipulators there’s no place to hide
Cause the Funan Beat Empire dont’ take no sides
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5. |
Prospect Of Peace
04:15
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VERSE 1 (Initial G)
The prospect of peace has been properly
made into a monopoly
of sloppily
thinking
oligopolies
incorporated and fated away
from those of us lowly rated
the credit traded
dead debated disenfranchised
and the uneducated
the deception is porous
why
cuz the laws are for us
politicians quit chiming in like a chorus
quit thinking we keep shafting them
but the poor adore us
never forget there's more of us
and less of you
so confess your views
And call a truce
before there's nothing left of you
but propaganda juice
clues I leave behind in these schools
spouting all these rules
led to believe
only to eventually be led to be relieved
a gold watch and a plaque and a pittance of your salary
white collar nightmare
inevitable malady
how do we validly
protect ourselves from placidly
letting these powerbrokers parody our very reality
cmon get mad with me
about the paradox of inequality
while we savagely ravage the rabid and the ragged
and dab at the scabs of those already treated lavishly
that's trash to me
all the hero worship from the fanboys and fangirls
leading to nothing when the fad downward spirals
but viral is the name of the game these days
you know, whatever the internet plays
who cares whose eyes is glazed
friends and family don’t seem fazed
CHORUS (Mike Dynamo)
It’s all happening at the same time
10 different dimensions all spinning at the same point
What thine eyes haven’t seen is the ending
Time may be linear to you but it’s uh naked to me
It’s all happening at the same time
10 different dimensions all spinning at the same point
What thine eyes haven’t seen is the ending
Time may be linear to you but it’s uh naked to me
VERSE 2 (Initial G)
As the gunpowder pours out from the barrel
I start to channel
all the blood spilled on my apparel
soaking like I walked in from a downpour
I cure my need to be sure of the curves to the contour
until I lure away all your distaste
because hate recognize hate
like game recognize game
until you combine in the shame
from whence I came
to what I became
it must be the price of fame
VERSE 3 (Initial G)
All icons eventually become bygones
Taking less space on their Nikons
As they get bombed out like Saigon
That’s the cost of going digital
Try not to lose the visual
The more you go virtual
The less you stay physical
You knew this feeling was visceral
But you went and called it mystical
Stop please don’t be so statistical
Cuz your actions indicate you are egotistical
You ain’t ready for these fisticuffs
My encryption
Doesn’t fit any description
You’re in need of help now
Um fill out the prescription
I live a life so unreal
it must seem like fiction
And I can never be too fussed with my depiction
That is straight sick son
Now you need to pick one
You choose you lose
You snooze you get used
This just goes to prove
You’re not over your addiction
Of peeling off the scabs
Off your affliction
CHORUS (Mike Dynamo)
It’s all happening at the same time
10 different dimensions all spinning at the same point
What thine eyes haven’t seen is the ending
Time may be linear to you but it’s uh naked to me
It’s all happening at the same time
10 different dimensions all spinning at the same point
What thine eyes haven’t seen is the ending
Time may be linear to you but it’s uh naked to me
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6. |
Collision
03:41
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Opening Skit (Police (Initial G) vs. Protester (Mike Dynamo))
G: Officers, maintain a perimeter and hold the line
Mike: Yo why won’t they let us in here
G: Sir, we are trying to maintain law and order
Mike: Uh uh this is a peaceful protest there is no law and order to maintain here
G: Sir you need to step back ten paces
Mike: Step back? I’m not even moving! This is a peaceful protest
G: This is an authorized zone only
Mike: Yeah This is an authorized protest
G: Sir stop breaching!
Mike: Yo Chill out man! Chill out man!
G: Sir stop reaching into your pants!
Mike: I’ve got my hands up, man! I’ve got my hands up!
G: Officers, Open fire!
Verse 1 (Initial G)
All this anarchy sounds like a lot of malarkey
cuz when you fall below a certain shade
you're just a darkie
but when I wear the blue, green and khaki
none of you slackers can mock me
you're mackerel I’m the shark see
I mean it's kinda your fault partly
if I'm not the good guy
your vision is distorted like a scanner darkly
and ya disrespect
is gonna leave ya children's tears sparkling
Verse 2 (Mike Dynamo)
Whether it’s the public square of the DMZ
Where mortar shells could fall and end everything
Or whether it’s the steps of the capitol building
Where we fight for the laws determining our needs
Or it’s the stoop of the house where your children sleep
And we want payback for tainted water we drink
Or it’s the heart of the violence inside of a riot
Where nazis get punched for all their fascist lies
just know
CHORUS
We won’t come alone
Alone… alone Just know… Just know
No
We won’t come alone
Alone… alone Just know… Just know
No
We won’t come alone
Alone… alone Just know… Just know
No
We won’t come alone Just know… Just know
Epilogue Verse (Initial G)
I wanna talk directly to the polarized masses
populists progressives get up off your asses
authorities wanna govern with extreme prejudice
while runaway licentiousness falls off the precipice
United we never stood and divided we fell
regardless which side you choose we still chose hell
but I guess everything ebbs and everything rises
so we might as well bet on the winners
gambler's license
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7. |
80's Virtuality
04:31
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Verse 1 (Initial G)
No hesitation in the face of instigation
incineration of your own manic inclination
no indication of your intent to go for syndication
the vindication
exploring your own intonation
spitting in the face of infiltration
no insulation
silly no relevance to the implication
that leads to your
insulation
enforced intrinsic application
the stipulation
of
capricious constipation
catapulting over your own subjugation
the objectification
of a cause for incarceration
a constant consternation
the condensation
of conscious lyrics
in a cogent compilation
a con of a conversation
the undulation
of the common denominator
Initial G the coroner
of this callous convocation
a cause of frustration
when you try to figure out the connotation
don’t give me pause for consecration
Verse 2 (Mike Dynamo)
I do!
Whatever I wanna do
I don't ask permission
I don't even switch position
see
My gaze is orbital
Everything happening
I got the math that captures reality
I see
Each thing you try to be
A homunculus of all of the worst bits of humanity
You are on the wrong side of history
I am
Whatever you say I am
Beyond the jam
I preside over the harvest
I'm the smartest
when it comes these metaphors and references
defecate on your memory
like time traveler's diarrhea
Dynamic Halving
Gift to the gods
Accept the blessing
Dynamo having un
All he needs
Smothered in dressingik
The caloric intake gets greater as I feast on emcees
all comers
Welcome to Valhalla
Verse 3 (Initial G)
Cynicism in miniscule lyricism
the heresy of villainous schisms
prisms affecting these baptisms
missions bigger than your visions
so scrape off those scabs of
legions of lesions
that you get from wheels you’ve been greasing
trying too hard to always be appeasing
and you wonder why your actions always get rewarded with treason
infecting your breathing
I can hear ya lungs wheezing
hearts already seizing
but life was always only teasing
Verse 4 (Mike Dynamo)
You could set sail on the waves we creating
Get Lost in a waterworld till you drinking your own disease
I surf on these seismic creations
birthed by the greatness of the Funan Beat
.Empire no desire
Is ever more empty than
achieving great fame without respect
Self disconnects
as spiritual threats
mount to unravel everything you've ever been about
Live long
enough to see yourself become the villain?
I'll live long
enough to feel myself become the rhythm
I create
As the lyrical magistrate
Magician administering law
Enforcer of this infernal syndicate
No more imagination
Only unfounded righteous indignation
Hatred in a bottle
Exploding and trying to take all of us with you.
We aint going
You can’t kill us
Find out
Verse 5 (Initial G)
All this cognitive dissonance
keeps giving me visions
since these missions
got blitzed in my innocence
got me tender like venison
poet like lord tennyson
kept giving cynics the pittance when
critics kept menacing
shut em out and kept finishing
first cuz I thirst for the truth
I used to lust for the loot
but I was worse for the boot
kicked out the clinic
I had to be
nursed up to toot my own horn
but I was cursed to the root
and that's why that shit never ever felt right
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8. |
The Desert Of The Real
04:53
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VERSE 1
Thinking like an eco terrorist
Bury this terrible
Insensitive narrative
That this is the way it is
Like it’s always been
That what the science says somehow won’t affect me
The heat is unbearable
More so, every year
The storms we endure
Take more of our brethren
The coasts are prohibited
Unless you’re amphibious
Or richer than the reptiles choking the populous
...Hearts darker than black lung
So profit motivated they must think they got a new planet to live on
Oily ocean water
Dying aquatic giants
Herald the ending reliance
On the sea that birthed us
Eternally tenuous alliance ready to be severed
An angry goddess with a grudge to carry
A water woman scorned
Bearing down on us biding her time
Before she turns the 7 billion of us into food for worms
Provided that the sun won’t first scorch us… stuff us in urns
VERSE 2
I don’t…
Feel fear
But only cause I don’t think about it
..The planet’s gonna burn without me
The planets gonna burn with me doing what I’ve been
And that’s thinking I can make a difference.. by myself…
Without everyone else
We’re all forgettable
We stay up on the shelf
We see our power suppressed or co-opted by our leaders
When we need to uncork and out power all those blood feeders
100 Companies
71 percent of
Emissions choking out our lives supported by our governments
Somebody’s getting rich.
Rich enough to avoid filthy air like we breathe at street level
Rich enough to outrun a tsunami bearing down on our cities folding buildings like origami
When the futures sold for duckets
By the people that we trusted
Planet of the humans end up as dust
The Funan Beat Empire… The Funan Beat Empire...
They know who they are
We… Know who they are
Inception your mind!
You think you put those ideas in your head
Or is that your television education
Are we distracted or brain dead
They know who they are
We know who they are
How will we heal a planet sized scar
Can humanity survive like this
Can humanity survive the blitz
The hurricanes and the tidal waves
Brought about by a hateful nature
Uncover more hateful nature
Can humanity survive like this
Can humanity survive like this
Uh!
We eat the rich or we eat each other
We only love one another for the flavor
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9. |
War Of Structure
07:11
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Hold on!
What do you know!
You speak of streets like there’s pavement in your bones
Like you been drinking not to know
To feel the pain with every blow
Cause each one is low!
To make sense of the movement
It’s about more than… who you gotta hit
You lashing out will leave you whipped
You calculate it wrong and them boys are gonna watch you drip
Blood from wounds
Cash from contusions
The broken always pay..
You think you want a fair shake but that’s some bull shit that they invented to keep us complacent!
So take it all
Everything you want
The war of structure’s never over til we own t
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