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lyrics
When I was a kid I liked Bagel Bites;
Mama always makin’ sure that I’m playing nice.
Afternoons spent rockin’ laser tag and shite,
there wasn’t nothing’ on the line, just for braggin’ rights.
Head to Chuck E. Cheese, snag a prize.
Gummi root beer bottles, pizza by the slice.
Watchin’ Nickelodeon all day and night,
“Budnik, get it right or pay the price!”
But things really haven’t changed in life;
they still makin’ me wear nametags and ties
and still makin’ sure that I didn’t plagiarize,
but the boss makin’ sure that I’m playin’ nice, now.
I just watch my dreams vaporize,
like a bona fide saint getting’ sanctified.
Writin’ rhymes ‘bout the things that I patronize,
but some people just gotta antagonize.
Chorus:
You can try and put the childish shit away,
but it comes around again, you get the same.
You can sit and wait or you can get to playin’,
but it’s just the same shit and a different day.
Growin’ up back in the day.
Nothin’ really ever changed.
Everything just stays the same.
I grow'd up playin NES day and night,
mastered Mario, Marble Madness, and Burger Time.
Lunchable packed away in my backpack, snack pack
snuck into class cause you know I gotta have that.
Always lookin’ for an upgrade, tradin' food, yo,
the holy grail lunch was that deep dish Tombstone.
Get home, TV on, rockin' Keenan and Kel,
"Who loves orange soda? I do-o!", you know it well.
But I never really changed, work's just a new school,
got more rules than rights, so I writes my own rules.
Got more fools than brights, so I try and avoid tools,
but the cube life got me wantin’ out the corporate pool.
Life was grand, but got smaller as I grew taller.
I was never gonna be a baller makin' big dollars,
but I don't let it get me down, come down from the clouds,
and keep my head to the ground movin' to the next round.
Chorus
Nowadays keep it fresh, no frozen food bargain tray.
Less fermented, more dry-aged--vintage like a Carmenere.
Fructose, lactose, none of that in me;
All organic, no MSG, no GM, gluten free.
Slather on the Stubbs', no need to apologize.
Other guys can't sympathize how I caramelize my chicken thighs.
I'll tell you twice, can't sink your teeth into this truth.
Bit off more than you can chew, I toss a wet nap at you.
You can't handle my mandibles while they chewing on animals
'Bouts to get kinda cannibal, I masticate unimaginable.
It's a scandal that way I get away with these eats...
"I threw my hoodie on and said I'm out for treats."
Top shelf only with a flapjack snack attack
Nick nack paddy whack, mackin' on a half rack
Grillin' up crawdaddies, clams and lobster back
"Release the Cracken!" Yeah let me munch on that.
Chorus
credits
from Temptations of the Fresh,
released June 22, 2011
Written by Klopfenpop, Jake-biut and Babyback
Produced by Klopfenpop
Beat by Sin
supported by 8 fans who also own “Back In The Day feat. Jake-bit & Babyback”
I love this whole album: It just captures a wide range of experiences and affects the listener with a wide range of emotions.
I first liked this album because of the nerdcore elements, but I fell in love when I realized that these verses were true poetry, speaking to a deeper truth and beauty unlike most hip-hop I've heard. "A Poet" exemplifies this with its bittersweet message about how poetry is not valued. This is the first hip-hop tune I've ever shed a tear over.
Take a bow, Mega Ran. platinumazure
supported by 8 fans who also own “Back In The Day feat. Jake-bit & Babyback”
This album came out of nowhere, and is as epic as the game. There's a grit and true understanding of how the game portrays itself in this music. kai_myst