Rhyme Torrents: Nerdcore A-Z
(The Rhyme Torrents Liner Notes)

Launched 6-6-06

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Credits:

I, Jason Christie, was the executive producer, the promoter, the A & R agent, and many other things. For better or for worse, I worked my ass off on this project, about 600+ hours in all, I'd say. I did have a lot of help behind the scenes, which leads me to:

Thanks:

I can't start naming nerdcore artists, because if I leave anyone out, I'll look like an jerk. But many of you did a lot for this compilation behind the scenes. Lots of support, lots of feedback, lots of good ideas. You know who you are.

More specifically, Beefy, DJ Snyder and Ray Ogar did CD covers for the compilation. Each of them are tremendous, and capture the spirit of the compilation in their own inimitable styles.

I want to thank Z. from Hipster, please! for helping out with the liner notes. Invaluable! Thanks to Z. I was able to take a break before I went fully nuts.

I also want to thank the BoingBoing.net people, for having the wisdom to give this compilation the initial push. Without that article, this project would not have grown exponentially the way it has. It's a pity I no longer have time to read BB, as I do enjoy it daily, ordinarily. Though I am puzzled as to why they didn't run an announcement when the CDs were released... oh, well.

I want to thank the guys at DoubleViking, who were quick to promote us, as well. I look forward to reading their review of the discs.

BBspot deserves a mention, too, for making us one of their sites of the day. Finally, G4TV gave both the site and Beefy a boost, which was awfully nice of them.

Simon Carless of Game, Set, Watch was also very supportive, mentioning us on the site, and also offering to host tracks on legaltorrents.com. And having Commander Taco of Slashdot agree to review the disc (now discs!) was a real coup, as well.

Roger Thomasson went the distance in order to bring a nerdcore article to the print edition of Wired. Twenty years from now, he will be enshrined as the man who broke nerdcore hip-hop. Thanks, Roger!

But most of all, I wanted to thank my wife, Suzanne, and my daughers Megan and Emily for allowing me to spend every waking moment at the PC for more than two months, stopping only occasionally to eat or bathe, when I wasn't working my day job.

This set of discs represents a tremendous amount of effort on my part, but it was a labor of love, and it was always fun to do, every minute of it. I met a lot of great people, and I'm convinced that the nerdcore hip-hop scene is one of the greatest musical movements of all time. And without the artists on these CDs, I would just be some flake trolling Wikipedia. I hope the release of these CDs is not an end, but a beginning.

And thank you for listening...

Intro:

"What's past is prologue" - MC Willie Shakes

A long, long time ago, I made my little grindcore band famous in the underground via internet promotion. I also promoted a lot of underground metal bands, and now many of them have record deals. I learned a lot, even though grindcore and death metal wasn't a very accessible genre. I've also been a rapper/lyric writer since 1988...

So, there I was at home, having been fired for failing a THC screen at work. And I started writing about High-C, my rap persona, on Wikipedia. Of course it was deleted. I checked the criteria for inclusion. Wrote things up again. Was deleted again. In the meantime, other nerdcore artists like Beefy and Jesse Dangerously were being deleted all the time, as well.

I decided to do something about it. I contacted the deleted artists, and asked them if they wanted to be on a nerdcore compilation. The idea is that we'd get some "Wiki-accepted" online label to release it, maybe get a little press, and then we could justifiably be included on Wikipedia.

Man, did I ever open a can of worms. To my surprise, not only did almost every single artist I contacted say "Yes!", they also wrote brand-new, unreleased tracks for it. And I dug up, all-told, more than 50 nerdcore hip-hop artists. I submitted a blurb to BoingBoing, and then the tracks really started to come in. I noticed a lot of interest generated around the net. Suddenly, this project was so big that Wikipedia is now a distant, fading memory.

"We had to destroy hip-hop in order to save it" - Us

Back in the days, hip-hop was fresh. It was inventive. It was fun. It was everything, to b-boys and b-girls. Somewhere along the way, hip-hop lost its way. Now it's the stuff of Burger King ads. It's top 40 pop. It's something white guys in suits do in commercials to make us laugh. It's repetitive. It's largely mindless and shallow.

Nerdcore hip-hop is none of these things. It is both a celebration of rap/hip-hop, and geek culture. An unlikely marriage, to be sure, but also one that works. Mostly because the artists involved are sincere in their appreciation of the art form. And they really don't give a damn what other people think. If they did, they probably wouldn't release music like this. And that's part of what makes this scene exciting.

The best thing I can compare it to is the punk scene of the late 70s. Punk was a reaction to the major label, over-the-top excess of 70s rock. Anyone can make music, right? Punk didn't need big budgets, studios, label backing. Just guitar, bass and drums.

Nerdcore can be viewed in the same way, as a reaction to the overblown and pretentious direction hip-hop has taken. Anyone can make hip-hop, right? But the difference between punk and nerdcore is that in punk, no one was a star. In nerdcore, we're all stars.

I told my wife this CD will shatter a lot of "nerd" stereotypes. She retorted that it will also reinforce them. We're probably both right. Some of these cats are dealers. Some of them get laid every night. Some of them never play video games. But each and every one of them demonstrate a remarkable amount of intelligence, which I believe is the defining characteristic of nerdcore hip-hop. I've never met, and can't imagine, a dumb nerdcore MC.

I think there's a danger of this genre being too rigidly defined. Nerdcore is whatever each of us say it is. If some of us rap about women and money, it's because we really do make money and get women. It is, after all, still hip-hop, as MC Plus+ reminded me. If you're the best coder, the most leet hacker, and you're an MC, you're going to say so. It is the nature of hip-hop.

Can nerdcore hip-hop be poignant? Check out MC Wreckshin's "Kung Fu Is My Mom". YTcracker's "In My Time". I defy you to not be moved.

Wacky? You can't help but be amused by Rappy McRappperson's "Lick Your Own Butthole Party Dance", for instance.

Political? My group with DJ Manticore, Meter Verus Yard's "Divided States" is heavily political.

Nerdcore sex rhymes? Yes, but they're lesbian sex rhymes, and some of the most inventive sex rhymes I've ever heard. No, definitely the most inventive I've ever heard. Maybe they're not the nerdiest women ever. They probably get more women than High-C, Ultraklystron and YTcracker combined. But the remix was done by Drown Radio, and that alone qualifies the track. Plus, it's a damn great track. Try and say no to rapping lesbians. You can't.

Nerdcore can be anything we want it to be. It's not surprising that a bunch of intelligent and considerate people would retreat at least partially into their own worlds, as we have done as MCs. A world in which we vanquish evil and are the coolest people around is far preferable to the one in which we all currently inhabit. You might not like all of these acts, although I certainly do, but you have to admire their tenacity in releasing music that is far ahead of its time, purely for the love of creating music.

Artists

Nerdcore Posse

1337 G33k B3at (1GB) - New track, "Emulation Station" , plus "Bill Gates Revolution" (new mix)

I don't know a whole hell of a lot about MC Router and T-Byte. She's terrible at answering email. But they do kick all ass, and they live fairly close to me, so I hope to do a show with them. If Router doesn't kick me in the face.

Bio: 1337 G33K B34T (1GB) was formed in the winter of 2004 started by Kristin Ritchie "MC ROUTER". Soon after MC ROUTER began making rhymes she asked her highschool buddy Tanner Brown aka "T-BYTE" to start making beats for her knowing he messed around with music programs on the computer. MC ROUTER started rapping as a battle retort to some idiot who sent her poor rhymes VIA Myspace, and was all in great fun till she sent it to her friends and got a surprising response. After a few songs and a few shows, 1GB started spreading like wild fire throughout DFW. With raps about Bill Gates, Halo 2, Technology, and Lan Parties ... people were getting a refreshing new wave of lyrical meaning to their ears. 1GB knows that the day of GEEK PRIDE, NERDCORE, DIGITAL GANGSTER, GAMER REVOLUTION is coming soon, and they are glad that they will be riding that first tidal wave towards it.

"Our goals as a group are to spread the geek/gamer love, to reach out and speak to fellow geeks that can catch our references a lot of non-gamers don't catch, but to appeal to the non-gamers and non-computer people, as something fresh and something new." ~ MC Router

Lyrics:

Stupid kids with their desktops from Best Buy
Get pre-built computers with AOL and no wi-fi
They get these huge ass monitors that take up the whole desk
They look like something old from 1950 at their best
Yeah, they think their real 1337 playing Yahoo Pool
Thinking they're geek gamers and listening to Tool
I hate to act superior but what's not to diss?
I bring the 1337 to the geek unlike that MC Chris

I doubt they realize what a mod is or what's in it
Much less that a computer monitor isn't the limit
They think the furthest you can go is an LCD
But you know my pointer's chillin' on a TV screen

Playing Gameboy, Sega or NES
On the TV screen on my couch chillin's the best
You know how I roll and my rolling motivation
Chillin' in my room on the emulation station!

I'm on monitor probation!
Videogame simulation.
Living room invasion.
Geeky stimulation..
Out of my room
And away from my desk
Playing on the TV
Sega and NES.

So sit straight in your chair and keep up that good posture
While I'm laying on my couch throwin' back a cold brewed Foster
Sippin' on Bacardi like I'm at a rapper party
While your sittin' at your desk playin' Yahoo Chess
On the emulator playing every game of my desire
No system is the limit, this emulator's fyah!
If you were 1337 like T-Byte you'd throw out your LCD
And get an emulation station like 1337 g33k b347

Me and T-Byte have the geek all in the bag
We never have to frag, we never have lag
Our monitors are huge and our cases iced up
We give the 1337 to our beat, knuck if ya buck

Cause I doubt you realize what a mod is or what's in it
Much less that a computer monitor isn't the limit
You think the furthest you can go is an LCD
But here I go right now playing NES on my TV..

I pop out my rhymes faster than Pez
Ask Bill Gates and see what he says
I went to his office to borrow some pens
I took one off his desk and accidently took his Benz
So I'm driving down the street listening to 1GB
A laptop in the window is pretty freakin' sweet
Man this ride has some hot circuitry
Bill Gates is so hax0r elite
So his leet car wrecked and it took my breath
Fatal error like the blue screen of death
Stranded on the information highway road
The car stopped receiving its binary code
So I headed back to wherever Bill was
I found him doing whatever it is he does
Making some software that's worse than a rash
An operating system that you know is gonna crash
I told him about his car and he got real pissed off
He grabbed his keys to return to Microsoft
I yelled wait a minute you forgot something
But before he could respond I heard his cell phone ring
Shortly after answering Bill collapsed in sobs
He was just informed he got owned by Steve Jobs
Bill thought he had it all in the bag
Making operating systems with crashes and lag
He thought a 486 PC was fast
It ran Windows ME, what a blast from the past
That OS is so old it was horror story my grandmother told
He said I'm sorry my software is fine
You need to get a faster cable line
She said I have T-8 and a really nice computer
I built it myself and connected it to a rooter
He said LOL it's not a rooter, it's a router
And then he said LOL even louder
She got pretty mad and threw down her cell
Then Bill looked at me and said TTYL
So sitting online thinkin' of where I've been
About how I wanted to borrow a pen
Instead I pissed off Bill Gates and changed his resolution
I guess I wasn't prepared for the Bill Gates revolution

Contact:

Website: http://myspace.com/1gb/

AIM = I like you robot 

Andrew Octopus - New track, "Big In The Mind"

I've known Andrew Octopus for a long time, now. He doesn't consider himself a nerd, or even like a lot of nerdcore. Guess what, Andrew? PWNED! This is probably the only track produced using analog methods, and they represent what I believe are some of his best lyrics ever, which is saying a lot. Very much beat poetry inspired, I don't really care if this is considered nerdcore or not, it's awesome.

Bio: Quirky, somewhat reclusive multimedia artist who floods the underground with experimental releases blending hip-hop, disco, bipolar disorder, jazz, avant-garde, bluegrass, and casio synthesizers. Other projects include zines, visual art, and writing.

Lyrics:

Big In the Mind

Partial lyrics:

There's a reporter with multiple personality disorder
He interviews himself with the help of tape recorders
Distorts his voice, synthesizes his sources
Cooking up true stories in his laboratory
Which he e-mails to the paper but they try to bury
Like there are Chinese soldiers on the Mexican border
Just waiting on their orders to start the takeover
But y'all know that one already, so here's another
The public isn't ready for the data from SETI
It shows that the aliens are here already
A couple of million, mostly reptilian, blended into human skin like chameleons
Leading apparently normal lives, having hybrid children with human wives
Who get big lines to go along with the lie that Euclid was right about parallel lines.

(instrumental break).

The flaw in digital duplication is the elimination of errors
In replication necessary for there to be mutation
So for those of you still in the city of hallucination
Watching the airwaves and listening to spaceships 

(Andrew left out the rest to encourage people to actually listen to the lyrics.)

Baddd Spellah - New track "Gawd Particlez", plus "Nerdcore Hip-Hop 2006" (MC Frontalot Remix)

Baddd is one of the premiere track producers in nerdcore. He's a great guy, and he makes a lot of slammin' tracks, for MC Frontalot, among others. This track by MC Frontalot is the one that started it all, and gave the genre a name. Fondle it, for it is a new mix that is very dope.

Bio: Baddd Spellah finds it very hard to write convincingly about himself in the 3rd person and not sound insincere or pretentious. He had hoped that inspiration would bestow upon him some wry and witty rhetoric for his personal account but instead he copped out with this bit of evasive wordplay. Its an obvious tactic to obscure his identity and hide behind a mask of anonymity. While he’d like to think this creates a certain mystique its probably more accurate to say that his real life is not interesting enough to warrant summing up in a block of text. Baddd Spellah apologizes to those of you who have read this far for wasting your time with his vacuous bloviating; he consulted a thesaurus extensively in writing this with the sole intent of deepening the present level of obfuscation.

Lyrics:

Nerdcore Hip-Hop

MC Frontalot can rock the turntable
[wack scratch] I'm unable
Nerdcore hip-hop, other rappers run in fear
That I'll put them on the record where their friends could hear
They'd get sneered at, listed: not to be trusted
Seen hob-nobbin with the Frontalot, busted
"That kid's a dork, he rhyme every day
On the karaoke rappin', yo he ain't got anything to say
Ain't got no record deal, never will
Such a spaz better get his ass some kind of a sedative"
Pish-posh! I come as wack as I like
Spit-spackle the mic, dispensing my dis-ingenius advice
Accuse famous rappers of biting my style
I get shot at
Sit at home try to simulate a high-hat

Wishin' CPU could rock a beat
And hoping that if he does it isn't weak, I'm
Wishin' CPU could rock a beat
Nerdcore hip-hop could reign supreme

Making mention of my DJ CPU
Nerdcore hip-hop is the style he use
Step to my DJ, you better be prepared
He got 28 n 22/50ths squared
Just a little more than the beat you thought
Frontalot drop-kickin rhythm in the double ought
Sought skinny little beats
But returned with the fat of the land
Now I got a swollen hip-hop gland
I suffer hypochondria, think my beats is sick
But don't trip, don't trip
I'ma listen to the bootleg MP3
Post the Frontalot demo on my FTP
Run away from the rappers who are just like me
Cause they ain't appreciating who my DJ be

Contact: http://badddspellah.com/

Bedlam Rock Pavement - "Chuck Norris", and new track, "Make Your Next Move"

BRP are like the nerdcore equivalent of Black Eyed Peas. Except they don't make me want to puke.

Bio:  Bedlam Rock developed first as a way for several musician-friends to spend their Friday nights together without spending all their money at the bars, as they typically do on Thursday nights. Several weeks (and beers) later, the crew realized they had stumbled onto something amazing.

Though they had all played and written music, and even performed with a number of hip-hop groups, it wasn’t until they were given the
creative freedom of Bedlam Rock that they discovered not only their own sound but an emerging genre of music.

 Bedlam Rock is: Lady Bang (sexy vocals), SWiRVE (spitting hot fire), Charlie Freckles (bending your mind), and Blue Phonic (hookin’ it all together). Alvin Kent, beat-master extraordinaire, provides the essential pulse and production. The album is scheduled for release in late Summer/Fall 2006 on Twelve Tusk Records.

 “I think the beauty of nerdcore hip-hop is that it not only provides a new mode of expression but also a better way of expressing certain ideas. It is much more difficult to write a song about the Legend of Zelda with just an acoustic guitar. It comes across as much more of a parody than it should. When I’m rapping over a thick beat, I perform more aggressively naturally, and I sound more confident about what I’m saying, whether it’s heartache or Warcraft. I like to think that the music helps to empower people like me. I love hip-hop, but I don’t know about growing up in the ghetto. I know about computers, video games, and being too shy to talk to the hot girl at the bar.” ~SWiRVE

Lyrics:

BedlamRock (at) twelvetusk.com

www.myspace.com/shandoncrew

Beefy - New track, "Tub of Tabasco", plus "Internet Celebrity"

Beefy is going to be HUGE. I keep telling him this, but he ain't tryin' to hear that. Humble, kind, and DOPE AS FUCK ON THE MICROPHONE. He kindly did four covers for the compilation, and would have done more if I had let him. A true scenester, and off the charts as far as nerdcore goes.

Bio: I started rapping in 1998 when I was in middle school. My most popular song, Whitesican, was written when I was in the 8th grade. I got heavy into recording in 2003, and released The Whitesican EP in 2005 followed 7 months later by my follow up EP entitled nerd. In 2004 I started Beefyness.com as a home of all of my music as well as my blog, webcomic, animations, and podcasts. As a nerdcore artist, my gimmick is that I have no gimmicks. I'm not some persona and I don't conform to the MC prefix standard. My goal is just to make people giggle.

Influences: I'm influenced by every new artist I hear. When I hear something I like, I like to incorporate it into my own music but make it my own. When I was younger I really looked up to the Notorious B.I.G and Jay-Z. But as time goes by I look to my peers in the nerdcore community.

Non-Nerdcore Equivalent: Being the fattest guy around, I guess I'd be like the Biggie, but I'm half Mexican, so maybe more like Big Pun. But my rhymes are fairly slow which would make me kind of like Mase.

Hardware and software used: A $60 mic, a pop filter, and Adobe Audition 1.5

Chemicals used: However many liter bottles of Coke it takes to recordand re-record for hours on end.

City, State, Country:
Pasco, WA, USA

Lyrics:

What do you know about nerdcore?
I came in so hard that I kicked in the front door
Harder than the outer shell of Emma Frost
I'm simple and pretencious just like Macintosh
I'm fat can't dance, but I got good rhythm
Math says I own, just check the algorithm
These days every single movie is lame
Oh my god! Look out! There's snakes on the plane!
I read Black Cat spit out a monolouge
The watch the Strike Back of Jay and Silent Bob
In my room alone I'm known to shuffle my feet
Listening to Shael Riley and 133T G33K B34T
If you like watching porn than throw up the horns
Like I need an excuse to throw up the horns
Just practice what you preach and you better believe it
You can't rap nerdcore, ya gotta live it and breath it.

Name is Beefy
Come from a place called K-e-n-n-e-w-i-c-k
Hey, moved to Pasco
Now I'm the man causing a fiasco
And I'll drink a whole freakin' tub of Tabasco
Just to prove that I'm that man yo!

Yo Jones, do you think I can down a whole tub?
Jones: I believe in you Beefy
Hey thanks for the love
If I just believe then I know I'll achieve
I just hope everyone at the show doesn't leave
Jones: But Beefy, um, you've never performed on stage...
Jones, your part is over, just go talk to Paige
And be one of the few nerds with a real girlfriend
God I want a lady, can a brotha get an Amen!
I think I just wanna leave my hometown
Do some geek shows and become world renown
Plus I'm blacklisted by my local comic shops
And they weren't fooled by the glued-on mutten chops
That I wore as a disguise, I even hid my eyes
Jones: But your oversized...
Just get me better supplies!
And we'll run up in that place Dead President style
My code name will be Deadpool, yours can be...Kyle.

[Insert skit]

Don't listen to the rappers with the ladies and cash
Mainstream is just a way to blow smoke up your ass
They don't know the difference between Mario and Luigi
They don't know the difference between a Mac and a PC
I'm not a founding father, but I love nerdcore
Rookie of the Year? Mr. Keith A. Moore
I only fall in love with ladies who would never love me back
I have more music dropping than bombs in Iraq
Surf the web for hours than update my own site
Talk shit about anime then get in a fist fight
I always need a challenge, I can't seem to settle
So let me kill this goblin and I'm sure that I'll level
Doc Popular, Drown Radio!
He's the only reason that this here song doesn't blow
Beefy brings fire, blame it on the Tabasco
And if you see me at PAX, come up and say "hello"

Producer:
Drown Radio Therapy

Artists:
Beefy is the rapper
Drown Radio is the beatsmith
Jones is the hype man

I want fame and fortune. That’s not hard to believe.
And Internet cred isn’t hard to achieve.
Cause in the real world my music's just one big joke.
But in cyber space I’m so hot that I make smoke.
Truth is, I’m just a small fish
In this big ass lake that’s owned by mc chris.
I’m gonna do my best to stay out of his shadow.
I don’t freestyle, I use Gameboys when I battle.
Sitting all alone in my room writing raps
When all I wanna do is be like the Brothers Chapp.
Making hella bank off of t-shirt sales.
Plus I’d be attracting all of the females.
Cause ladies dig guys who get lots of respect.
Just ask Jeph who makes Questionable Content.
I just want someone to make a ringtone of this song.
And tell their friends that they’ve been down with Beefy all along.

I wanna be. I wanna be. I wanna be…
An Internet Celebrity.

I only have a fourth of the talent of Frontalot,
Cause without a funny voice I’ll never make it to the top.
I wanna see my reviews all over Aint-It-Cool-News
And have a million reads on my blog sharing my views.
Want more downloads than bootleg Daily Shows.
I'd rather get a million hits than a stable full of hoes.
Wanna be a cast member on TechTV,
Making out with Morgan Webb, all week at E3.
Over a thousand people downloaded my first EP
Figured there be more since I gave it away for free.
How can I gain fame when I can’t draw?
Photoshop freaks me out. Can’t draw a chick at all.
Guess I’ll have to hold a rabbit for ransom (Save Toby)
Or be the next Star Wars kid, only fatter and handsome.
My flash animations aren’t cutting the slack.
So that’s why I make these crappy, poorly written, nerdy raps.

Beefy
917 N. Road 64
Pasco, WA, 99301

Chat Info (AIM, YM!, SkyPe, etc):
Aim: hisbeefyness

Benjamin Bear - New track, "The Last Fantasy", plus "Joystickin'" (remastered) (CreativeCommons)

Benjamin Bear is nerdcore's Snoop Dogg (or Slick Rick!). His style grows on you and grows on you, until you can't get him out of your head. GET OUR OF MY HEAD, Benjamin Bear!

Bio: Benjamin Bear (born Jacob Woods) originally started rapping jokingly as a way to relieve stress when he delivered appliances for Sears.

"There were a lot of stupid people," he says. "It created just the right vibe to start busting rhymes about ludicrous subjects."

Originally, Benjamin was just supposed to be a rapping gangster teddy bear, but surprisingly enough, his popularity grew and earned him an Editor's Choice listing on download.com with his booty anthem, "Butt Like That." After that, he began to develop his flow and timbre, and got it to a point where he could drop the pitch alteration and rap naturally.

"I never like to be limited in my music," he explains. "If for some reason I wanted to do a serious song, people wouldn't take it as seriously if I were still a cute lil' teddy bear."

An up and coming artist in the fledgling nerdcore genre, Benjamin waxes poetic about such subjects as video games, the internet, and generally being a brain. He believes it's the lack of honesty that is preventing nerdcore from really taking off.

"When you listen to the really big names in mainstream hip-hop, you believe them," he says. "But when you hear someone rapping about their gigabit ethernet connection, how many hoes they can mack, and how tough they are in the same song, it damages the credibility of the whole scene. Honesty always makes for better songs, which is what made the great MCs really great. Hearing a nerd trying to be a gangsta is just silly."

Benjamin Bear is currently working on a CD of internet collaborations with the members of the mc chris fan forum, as well as appearing on the first-ever nerdcore compilation, avaliable June 6, 2006 via Bittorrent. His next full-length relase, Netiquette, will be available early 2007, and feature many guest appearances by other nerdcore artists.

"I want to get as many people as I can working together. I see a real sense of community with nerdcore, the same spirit that has driven the Linux operating system forward. I think a philosophy of 'open source audio' can benefit all of us, and really make nerdcore a marketable genre."

Influences:

Snoop Dogg
mc chris
Eminem
DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince
Del the Funkee Homosapien

Producer: Benjamin Bear

Hardware/Software Used:

Home-built PC with Phillips sound card
Radio Shack microphone
Ableton Live 5
iZotope Ozone 3
iZotope Trash
URS FullTec EQ plugin
Adobe Audition 2.0
Audacity
VST instruments from tweakbench.com

Substances Used:

Cigarettes
Sleep deprivation
Boredom
Tilt malt liquor
Michelob Ultra
NyQuil

Level up
I'ma tape your console shut
Just because that's what you get for not giving a fuck
About me
Got your head locked up in fantasy
Tragedy
Still I don't see why you're mad at me
I remember way back in the day
When you were just not interested in these games you play
All that I would hear from you is they were gay
Now I don't see you for a week unless you stay away
So what's up baby?
Can't you hear me talking to you?
Yeah, I know that you've been busy cuz your character's new
You don't let those mandragoras get the best of you
Don't you think that it was high time you tried something new?

So you're level 13
Sorceress and mana queen
The problem is I don't know what that's supposed to mean
Are my stats too low?
Cuz that's something I can understand
I wish I were a gnome because you won't flirt with this man
You talk about crystals
They're buried in some cave
I'd like to be with you
But you won't let me play
All I hear
Is the constant "ding" of your increase
I see the back of your head
It gets me grindin' my teeth
My mind leaves
And I remember those early days
When you first started to get into the video games
Animal Crossing
Then you switched to The Sims
Now you game longer than me unless I carry you in

'Kay this is crazy
What's this about having a baby?
You know it ain't mine
Cuz I aint been around lately
And the last time I was here
I just watched TV
While you sat and leveled up in front of your PC
Maybe it the child of that elf you been seein
Oh, you thought I didn't know?
I asked the high priestess of Shale Eden
And she divulged to me some serious shit
Like you been fuckin' around
And you a serious bitch
So take your bullshit
And you can keep it online
Because I finally found a woman who can give me some time
She's up for knockin' the boots
And for some Metroid Prime
So excuse me as I summon you
A boot to the sideline

Gonna study for my drug test
I'll pass that
Five ounces and large glass of strong jack
Fillin' up my system with poison and sweet grass
Waitin' for the buzz
That'll knock me on my ass
And suddenly it hits my brain
I can feel it tinglin and bubblin all sideways
Light up that next smoke
It's my way
Grab my keys cuz i'm gonna hit the highway
Straight jump into my car
Realize I can't drive so i'm back inside the bar
Hit the club for more dancin'
Possible romancin'
From my vantage point I can see the honeys prancin'
They look good to me
So I turn the mack on visually
Slide up to a girl that keeps eyein' me
Hey baby, would you like to dance with me?

I know you wanna play
But I've lost a life before
No reason to continue
If you're only keeping score
Your credits are all used up
Your patterns are the same
So how you gonna beat me
When you know I own the game?

She's comin on so strong
Hits me like a bomb
I say hey baby would you like to get it on?
She asks me what I mean by that
I'm not quite sure how to react
So I try to play it cool
Cuz Benjamin B, he ain't no fool
So I ask her what her interests are
Ask her if she's into playin' games
by Rockstar
She says she prefers the classics
Super Mario 3
And Tetris
I say yeah, but what about Ms. Pac-Man?
She says that's cool but Super Pac was whack, man
I whole-heartedly agree
Then she whips out her advance SP
Now I know I gotta hit that
So I show her mine
And we link up for combat

I know you wanna play
But I've lost a life before
No reason to continue
If you're only keeping score
Your credits are all used up
Your patterns are the same
So how you gonna beat me
When you know I own the game?

All night we keep playin' on
Now she got me beat by four to one
But I come up from behind
And let off with a shot that blows her mind
So now the battlefield is tied
So she asks me if I want to come inside
So I casually stroll in
Now the real action's about to begin
She fires up her system
Steady playin' all night into the am
She's jugglin her combos, i'm like damn
So I fight back with a deathstroke wind slam
Now I got her on the ropes
Keepin' her held down with some quick jabs and pokes
Then she gets off her joystick motion
And leaves me hangin there dead in the ocean

http://www.soundclick.com/bbear

The Item Shop
Attn: Jacob Woods
106 Fourth Street
Walnut, IL 61376
phone: (815) 379-4099
email: psyfi.records (at) gmail.com

(The mailing address may still be wrong...)

Chat Info:

AIM: psyfirecords
YM!: indicashadow

Bio: Big Tizzle AKA Eric Thomas was born March 30, 1990 in Hartford, Connecticut. Born into a music loving family, he was exposed to good kick-ass tunes early in life. Playing with his ninja turtles on the floor of the garage he would listen to 106.9 WCCC crank out all that was cool with late 80's and early 90's rock n roll. Listening to his dad play a killer lead guitar helped too. 

Little Tizz grew up on rock n roll, and around the turn of the century also had a good appreciation for classical composers such as Sousa, Holtz, and John Williams. At age nine, Tizz started playing the drums, and within a few years had taught himself to play the drumset. He continues to play the drums to this day, and considers himself a far better drummer than a rapper. 

In the fall of 2003, Tizz stumbled across a website dedicated to "internet freestyling". The website was xrapforums.com (long since dead), and Tizzle joined as a member and became involved in rap battling online. Previous to this Tizz had a decent respect for rap and listened to it occasionally, but had never tried it. Tizzle battled online for several months, winning xrapforum's award for best rookie of October 2003, runner up in the Fall 2003 tournement, and after xrapforums bit the dust, Tizz moved on to shadysoldiers.com, where he was nominated for MC of the Week twice and earned a reputation as a strong battler. Tizz retired from battling after his 50th victory, and set his sights on audio rap.

In 2004, Tizz began to dub his voice over beats he found online from soundclick.com. His initial efforts where stumbling rap songs, simple and nonsensical. In early 2005, Tizz broke the head of his bass drum playing one day, and while he waited for a new bass head, he decided to get serious about rap.

Starting in January and extending to September 2005, Tizz recorded his debut album, "The Very White White Album". The album featured Tizz beginning to develope the style he is now known for. While the songs on White Album where far tamer and more reserved and cautious than his later efforts, Tizz was developing his rap personality. The record was released to a room of about 30 people on October 20, 2005, and went on to a sell a modest 50 copies, making him the number one best selling rapper of all time from Windsor, CT. 
Tizz made his first appearence as a live rapper opening a Fortunado show at a hall named St. Casimir's in Windsor, CT on August 20, 2005. He played through four songs from his upcoming album and was well accepted by the crowd.

Strengthened by his successful first gig, Tizz began to develope his live show. At first, Tizz was a very rigid character onstage, and not a very exciting one. However by his third or fourth show, the beast was let out of his cage. Tizzle developed his stage show into a sweaty raucous affair. Gone where the days of reciting lines standing in place. With materal confidently under his belt, Tizz started his shows by wearing the strangest costume he could whip up the day before, and would jump, dance, shout, run around, scream, and eventually collapse after his sets. Tizz also learned to interact with the crowd, and if he ever saw their attention slip for a moment, he only upped his antics until it was impossible to ignore the sweaty, shirtless, shouting man onstage.

After cutting his teeth on the live circuit, Tizz went back into the studio in early 2006 to record a follow up to "The Very White White Album". The follow-up, "A Tradition Of Excellance", is entirely produced by Tizzle himself and will be released May 12th, 2006.

Lyrics:

Big Tizzle:

Musta been one day while Drivin Miss Daisy
Call me a sinner or call me just crazy
I was divinely inspired by a book of the Gods
I decided we must worship Calvin and Hobbes
A checklist of things just appeared in my head
We don't got no menorah and we don't break bread
No Apostle Saint John, we got Spaceman Spiff
And no more vegetables, we're making a shift
No need for temples or altars or bibles
But we got two dope spitting MC disciples
Big Tizzle is the one some of you know best
But even I heed the prophecy of MC Wreck
Hobbes likes cash so don't donate a check
And we need the money for a holy discotech
Spaceman Spiff, all hands on deck!
Get down off the ceiling or you'll break your neck!

Why don't you make us both happy and put money in the tray
Donate to the plate and you might be saved someday
Multiply dollar signs, we have no faith in division
Thanks for your participation in the brand new religion

But of course we can't be complete without the last part
Or it's not a masterpiece just a sad work of art
Like Tommy Cruise is a top Scientologist
We've got star power jotted down on our list
Who is the man, the man who made the Chronic
He made the ozone layer and computers electronic
Yeah we're talking about our man Doctor Dre
It's a very short story started back in the day
Doctor Dre was the bomb diggity no doubt
But Calvin and Hobbes made his philosophies sprout
Spent 16 months in our new monestary
And now he's seeking gains both spirit and financiary
If it's good enough for Dre, I think it's good for you too
Just do your parts and be prompt with your dues
Just sign right here and make the down payment
Here comes salvation mixed with entertainment

MC wreckshin:

bill waterson was the man with the plan
calvin and hobbes is what he began
little did he know how many fans he would span
little did he know he'd make a new worship man

dre found out bout the new religion
he sent out a million passin pigeons
to fill up the ears
make them listen and hear
snoop dogg stepped foward
as da first ta volunteer
docta dre fans learned about calvin and hobbes
thousands of people quit there jobs

MC wreckshin quit his gig to chisel
a new ten commandments recited by big tizzle

inverted colors
neo cubist extremes
the sun shines down
black and white beams
crass commercialism
artistic integrity
mass permissionism
mystic regreted fees
put your money
up in the dish
say so long
and thanks for all the fish

image forthcoming

Blak Az Bleech- "Dances with N00bs"

image forthcoming

deejay manticore - "St. Roman's Passion" (holier than thou mix)  "St. Roman's Passion"(moss_ remix) (CreativeCommons)

If I had to marry a man, I would marry DJ Manticore. He's my personal favorite producer in the whole world, and I wouldn't be rapping without him. A true musical genius, and this track proves that. It's what Mozart and Beethoven would be listening to if they were kicking it at a cocktail party.

FAQ U – A GUIDE TO THE LIFE & MUSIC OF [ manticore ]

01 Who is this [ manticore ] fella anyway?
[ manticore ] is a 23- year old (going on 24) wunderkind named Roman Wojciechowski. His previous dayjob before becoming a full-time underground hip-hop producer included making beats for the highly expermental and much louded Celine Dion b-sides. Contrary to popular belief, he does not live in an igloo nor travels by snowsled. He is, however, a resident of Canada and lives out his days in a quiet, secluded suburban wasteland of a “not exactly the hip-hop capital of the world” city of London, Ontario.

02 Is it true that [ manticore ] used to make hardcore polka trax when he was younger?
False. [ manticore ] got his first taste of what it is like to make music when his father got him an 808 drum machine for Christmas when he was only 2 years of age. But seriously, he started out early on by noodling on a classical guitar, and then onto some heavy riffage on an electric, and at the age of 14 got into playing in rock bands (thankfully in the mid-90s nu-metal didn’t exist!). From there on, he discovered electronic music at the age of 17, and started twiddling with Fast Tracker. He graduated into hip-hop and less primitive noise making techniques soon afterwards. All in all, he’s been slicing & dicing beats for a good 5 years now, and he’s not even ashamed of displaying his ol’ school electronic experiments for all the world to hear on his webpage http://www.mp3.com/manticore though mind you, he doesn’t shy away from putting up his more recent glossy hip-hop production on there either.

03 How would you describe the type of tunage [ manticore ] is crankin’ out nowdays?
Laid-back grooves for the post-chillout generation? That just sounds like a really bad marketing phrase, so no!
At times Low but often High-Fidelity underground hip-hop joints peppered heavily with rare grooves and dope, often heavily chopped up breaks is just about the right description (save for maybe the “wanna make it sound cool” linguistics).

04 So what is [ manticore ]’s claim to fame, exactly?
For starters, he’s ‘Teen People’s Squeeze of the Month’ pretty-boy material, and he has experience as an understudy for a popular Canadian boyband roadshow. Honestly, though, he’s released a compilation of his early Top-40 Chart-bustin’ hits titled appropriately enough ‘Greatest Hits’, but it was limited only to a handful of copies he gave away to his friends (they’ll probably show up on e-bay one of those days!). It featured all of 18 tracks of mostly electronic material. More recently, he followed up that first release with a grand 20-track album ‘La Musica Del Diablo’ of strictly hip-hop tunes, which has also thus far been released only for his own pleasure, so don’t expect to see it in the Billboard best-selling albums chart anytime soon. The promo EP of the same title which accompanies this bio features mostly tracks which were actually made after the album was completed, but believe me, the EP is pure 100% Colombian powdery musical goodness (not that
[ manticore ] approves of the usuage of addictive substances, other than dope music, that is!).

Though he has collaborated with MCs on occasion in the past, more recently, [ manticore ] has hooked up for a more permanent pairing with the infamous Jason Gortician, of the notorious underground death metal act, Gortician, who is also known as the Louisiana rapper from hell, High-C (and yes, he’d like to fancy himself an O.G., though Ice-T would probably have something to say about that!). Seeing as [ manticore ] only makes beats, and hasn’t been blessed with the gift of gab, this collaboration is paying off pretty well, especially since High-C is a madly-blunted rapper like no other, droppin’ more post-modern cultural references in his insane rhymes than one mammoth episode of The Simpsons and Family Guy put together; here’s a sample: “Dying my hair with the colors absurd, I’m like Mrs.Slowcombe from ‘Are You Being Served’ “. Yup, anyone who can work an ultra-suave 70s British Sitcom into his rhymes is definitely a winner!

05 Any famous last words?
Actually, yes: For the love of the Higher Powers that be, give [ manticore ] a phat indie record deal, or the whole universe will suffer from a lack of true musical talent and an onslaught of atrocious nu-millenium bling bling rap-metal teenybopper cheesyness! Mark my words!

Diskette - New track, "lifestyle music for the vertiginous people"

Lyrics:

image forthcoming

DJ Snyder - New tracks, "Anime Convention" and "NCHH"

DJ Snyder did four very hip-hop CD covers for the compilation, and I never did thank him enough. He has some nice shirts and hats of the designs, if you like them as much as I do.

Snyder bio: Ever since his aunt sent his family the original Star Wars Trilogy (digitally remastered in THX for the ultimate in sound and picture quality), DJ Snyder displayed distinctively nerdish tendencies. He spent all his time on the computer, wasting time, which he does to this very day. In 2004, he discovered a newfound love for music via a trance composer, Keith O'Brien, who showed him the ropes of FruityLoops 3. Now, his sonic arsenal also includes a turntable, mixer, and Reason software, but the philosophy remains the same: make good music, make a statement when necessary, and have fun. \m/ (-_-) \X/

Lyrics:

Anime Convention

DJ Snyder:
May I have your attention please? The third round of the Dark Tournament will begin immediately!
Nigga please!
I've got more charm and (???) out there than you, and I'll prove it by beating you up!
Two yeah, one two ha! A-one two yeah, one two ha! A-one two yeah, one two ha! A-one two yeah, one two ha!
Cut it!
Nigga please!
I've seen Ghost In The Shell, Ninja Scroll, and Akira, but the illest character that I've seen was in the mirror!
Press the panic button, shit it's the schizophrenic!
This is verbal anime! (repeated)
This is verbal anime, graphic animation!

Shael Riley:
Anime convention! Sailor moon!
Anime convention! No mere cartoon!
Eatin' pocky! Got sick!
Anime convention! Sailor moon!
Anime convention! No mere cartoon!

Beefy:
I absolutely love a genre where you can't tell characters apart.

DJ Snyder:
Aaaaaaaauuughhh!
Huuuh!
Beastly claaaawwwww!
It's just like an energy bomb in his hand!
Angel blaaaade!
Only two of the blades are real! The others must be tricks to confuse us!
And jerk number three!

Beefy:
Anime in America is just a fad. Like the internet.

Doomsday Device - New track, "JinxPalm" (live)

Local cats. I met them through one of their dads, who is an electrician. He said they were "sci-fi rap", and so I knew I had to get them on these discs. We plan on doing some shows this summer in Lafayette, LA.

group members are:
wz3d - voice & programming
Sputnik - voice & programming
Tony 5kratchere - DJ

Bio: The Doomsday Device began in the summer of 2004, when wz3d (Chris Wyble) showed his brother, Sputnik (Jeremy Frey) some demos of the stuff he'd been recording, using a Playstation1 MTV Music Generator, his acoustic guitar, and close friend, B4A's skills with ProTools. Sputnik moved from his home in Milton, Fl. to Lafayette, La. to join him in the challenge of creating a sound that captured their combined love of sci/fi & horror movie scores & hip-hop music. for the next year & a half, they wrote, performed as much as possible, and closely analyzed the show they were delivering in hopes of finding the show they actually intended on.

Enter Tony 5kratchere (Ben Hebert). 5kratchere had been running one of the only local hip-hop nights in town at Nitecaps. Doomsday was invited to open for The Chicharones & Science Non-Fiction and 5kratchere sat in as DJ for the night. immediately, the 2 brothers knew what had been missing all along from their usual I-Pod fueled shows. wz3d had been previously shakey on the idea of a DJ (or any other musicians, for that matter), worried that it would conform the sound more toward traditional hip-hop and away from the John Carpenter/Goblin influenced sound they were working on, but that just wasn't the case.

Tony 5kratchere understood the Doomsday sound from jump and challenged his own musical background to blend the styles instead of let one dominate. he brought a live element to the show, that had previously been sorely lacking and also proved to be an invaluable source of energy, inspiration & motivation.

The Doomsday Device is not an idea created with the hopes of cashing in on a current trend or, if there's a God in heaven, create a new one. it is a sound that has been eating at WybleZilla 3D's soul since childhood and is only now becoming something tangible. it is a music that can't be duplicated with Earth Instruments. It is a language that can't  be pronounced by human tongue. It is a sound that creates the visuals only Maximillion Sputnik is capable of constructing. It is the exact combination-of-infomation-through-every-sensation required to deconstruct the human mind and still have pieces that can be rebuilt into their original being. It is an extended middle finger to all musicians who think that theirs, is the only one way to do it. It is an abstract thought that stems from 2001:a space odyssey and ends somewhere within the sonic grace of the simplest of the entire Ramones catalogue (two power chords that could be played by a monkey with no hands, BUT, they thought of it first). It's living life with an imagination, a sense of wonder, a positive outlook that is not so easily amused by the baby toys designed by the corporate zookeepers whose very existence insists that we choose to be entertained rather than create, an observing eye that is constantly aware of the big picture of "life, The universe, and Everything "and is careful not to get too involved in the meaningless vacuum that is the day-to-day paperchase of the "UN-evolved" Its all of these things, but with a beat... Get it?

Lyrics:

image forthcoming

Dr. Octagon - New track, "Ants"

Grim news from the future. The Gorlax and Wackacons have teamed up with reptilians to crush humanity. Octagon came back from the future to save his own life from Kool Keith, and with it, the future of humanity. People are ants. And what do reptiles like to eat? 5 MEO-AMT.

Q: HOW DID HE COME FROM THE FUTURE IF HE WAS ALREADY DEAD?

A: Space Doo-Doo Pistols.

Bio: Kool Keith AKA Dr. Octagon, is most renowned for being in the seminal, old school NYC hip hop trio, Ultramagnetic MCs. Hailing straight out of the mean side of the Bronx, Kool Keith has redefined the conventional hip hop styles and introduced a warped, bizarre take on the genre. Always one to court controversy, Kool Keith records under many guises, often confusing and surprising his audience.

Kool Keith's early career and lyrics with the Ultramagnetic MCs often made use of his growing reputation as a somewhat unstable character, and onetime patient of Bellevue, a psychiatric hospital, where he was treated for depression.

Teaming up with Dan "the Automator" Nakamura under the name Dr. Octagon, Keith again reinvented his image, recording the self-titled Dr. Octagon album (later reissued under the title Dr. Octagonecologyst) that was released by Mo' Wax.

Finally, back again to shock and thrill us after years out in the wilderness, Dr. Octagon, goes straight for the jugular with the release of his highly anticipated new album, 'The Return of Dr. Octagon'. Spliced and diced together by the man, Kool Keith, himself and slickly produced by clued up production trio One Watt Sun, this looks set for some playlist domination.

The One Watt Sun collective, (consisting of John, Ben and Simon) were brought on as the producers. They recorded 'The Return of Dr. Octagon' in a twelfth century turret in the old quarter of Prague, as well as Byron Bay and Melbourne in Australia, and also at their current studio space in Berlin. Their musical style as showcased via the new Dr Octagon record is like a morphing twisted intelligent organism, an animal yet to be named. They enlisted the additional talents of DJ Dexter (ex-the Avalanches) for the Egyptian scratch flavour of Ants and Princess Superstar who features on the song Eat It.

Lyrics:

Drown Radio - New tracks, "Gort" and "Happy Valium Meal"

Dr. Popular is another musical genius, who's done tracks for several notable NCHH artists. But he's more than just a producer, he's a damn world yo-yo champ. How cool is that? He's all over these discs, so pay attention.

Bio: Nerdcore Producer Galore

Under the production moniker of Drown Radio, Doctor Popular has been crafting geeked out beats for some of Nerdcore Hip Hop's biggest names since the genre’s origin. Using the music sequencer on a Sony Playstation, he got his start recording "An Essay On the Wheels of Steel: The Stephen Hawking Diss Song” before he even heard that there actually was a rapper named MC Stephen Hawking. The diss song contained classic lines such as "and I imagine you've got a triple digit IQ, if you use binary..." Through the internet release of this song, Drown Radio was introduced to the world of Nerdcore Hip Hop.

Although Drown Radio still writes raps and sings songs, the San Francisco producer has shifted his focus to perfecting his unusual lo-fi inspired funky music using anything from circuit bent vintage electronic toys to obscure novelty records.

Drown Radio provided the beat for "pr0n s0ng" on MC Frontalot's debut album "Nerdcore Rising", using short circuited speak and spells and an old Casio DM-100 (one of the rarest Casio's in the world). The resulting funky noises are very characteristic of the "Drown Radio sound" and unlike any other hip hop artist around.

Drown Radio has worked with Nerdcore and non-Nerdcore artists (including Scream Club, Sandman, Beefy and MC Lars), and has released a split cd with The Atomic Brothers (a Minneapolis based duo that creates their music with Gameboys and Mandolins).

Drown Radio's nerdcore credentials virtually weigh a ton; 3rd Place World Yo-Yo Champion (seriously!), founder of both the San Francisco Cartoonist Conspiracy and the College For the Easily Amused (one of the nation's largest yo-yo and skilltoy organizations), comic book illustrator, collector of vintage stereo test records, hair model, historian of quack medical devices, and collector of obscure Casio keyboards. Doc is also the star of Unboring Science Volume One, a dvd teaching physics and basic principals of energy to 3rd graders using yo-yos and nerdcore rap music.

Straying from the more traditional Nerdcore Rap style (computer programing and magic the gathering references), Drown Radio's lyrics embody his own nerdy iobsessions. Yo-yos, bicycles, vintage video games, underground comics, theoretical physics and vintage keyboards are all part of his rap stylings.

Lyrics:

Happy Valium Meal

I propose an experiment, take a little Ritalin and mix it in with everything
Does the drug dissolve the brain, or the brain dissolve the Ritalin
According to my prediction the world will end March 10th 1997
What makes you think it didn’t?
For all you know this could be heaven, but then again
That would mean that angels are politicians
And celebrities weren't the only ones who could get away with everything
Take solace in the knowledge that it isn't infinite

hell to me is a heaven that never ends
hell to me is a heaven that never ends

Now back to this experiment, did I mention
Scientist are responsible for this maze that we are in
And they are watching with amazement as control group a keeps running
Trying to find their next happiness fix
This pill will help you sleep, this pill will wake you up in the morning
A little libation to help you relax, a little red bull to improve your concentration

Not trying to blame to blame scientists for the needs of consumerism
They just tried to please the disease of unhappiness
In our nation change will never come from within
That is unless the body in question just popped a pill in
Your not allowed to feel a little unhappy in this nation
Not allowed to get wild and just be one with your environment
Your not allowed to feel anything without a prescription
If mom and dad feel this then that's their choice, but who chooses for the children
Not you, not me, and certainly not them.

The next group we see is control group B
Mindlessly stay at home and watch TV
Television, drug of the nation
Mistaked the room for an opium den
Tune in turn off and let the media in
Two points of view with just one opinion
Create the news, predict conclusions
Men in suits choose what you watch for your enjoyment

and it is my opinion that every single television sitcom is written with the same computer program, laugh track 2000, and you just sit there on your couch and watch them

I propose an experiment, take a little Ritalin and mix it in with everything
Does the drug dissolve the brain, or the brain dissolve the Ritalin
According to my prediction the world will end March 10th 1997
What makes you think it didn't
For all you know this could be heaven, but then again
That would mean that angels are politicians
And celebrities weren't the only ones who could get away with everything
Take solace in the knowledge that it isn't infinite

Music is my drug, I spend way to much money on cds and way too much time, man, I should get out.
 

Lyrics:

Contact: http://earthbound.joecam.net

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emcee jeff z - "No Money" (download the animation)

I think Jeff was the last MC I accepted for these discs. I had to. "No Money" is just really cool. (Of course, I was wrong about him being the last MC I accepted. I got a track from Big Tizzle on the 2nd).

Bio: emcee jeff z is a traveling cat who has lived in Europe, AZ, the eff ell and Cali but ultimately is a Jersey boy at heart. He has the east coast vibe and nerdiness of MC Paul Barman, the European vibes of Thestreets and a bit of the crazy white boy styles of Eminem. He raps about technology and his life and his first real recording session was in September 2003 with Peter Horowitz ( i.e. Producer credit on a Redman/George Clinton track). In the winter of 05 emcee jeff z was blessed to appear on a compilation that was hosted by the hip hop legend Pete Rock. Since then, he has produced several tracks with Jay Deasel an up and coming producer and CEO of the indie label deaselmusic.com In the fall of 2005 he released his first album, a 6 track EP titled, "Some King of Singularity."

Lyrics:

Producer: Peter Horowitz

There is no question one of the single most powerful statements in mankind is sorry your card is declined (denied!)

See we live in a democracy and its fuel is the economy so you can't escape the importance of money of course you could move to the middle of no where but how does that really compare to time's square

What can we do, the fairer sex certainly are influenced by it any woman that says she isn't is just not being legit and nowadays holy moly matrimony

The shit you can buy today makes money seem like a ticket to drink from the holy grail let me explain what I mean as I sit in my economic jail,

Adventures of a lifetime abound nowadays

As long as you have green to pave the way

Fly in a mig breaking the sound barrier land on an aircraft carrier to be whisked away to a space station where you can blast out of the stratosphere

Land on the moon, moon the globe (look at my ass!)

Return to earth and hang at the playboy mansion in a silk robe

And take a few playmates for incredible dates to tropical rainforests and see a cloned tyrannosaurus

Then whisk your favorite (May 2000) to the great barrier reef

To swim with sharks and drink alcohol with gold leaves

Then pick up your new Mercedes that has more technological sophistication than the MIR space station

Drive it to a party in NYC where your buddy shows you the latest gizmo that allows you to watch your favorite movie in your sunglasses this life really surpasses all expectations

The next day you go to your doc to get a brand new liver from a sliver of your skin cell no bigger than a new computer chip you installed in your dogs hip (Bark bark) in case he goes missing again then again you could always purchase the pet translator but you figure no my dog will turn into some crazy debater and I will waste all my time when I really need to do is hire this ex-CIA remote viewer to predict my future (all good!) after that life get's really phat but why stop there you are just getting warmed up as you jog with your entire music collection in an ipod oh God! You meet this beautiful girl you offer to take her for a whirl in your new yacht outfitted with a helicopter landing spot and more entertainment options then the rat pack

She says yes and smiles sweetly and you lean in for the kiss and suddenly

you realize none of this life is true because you just woke up and are getting licked by your pup no money is your reality

your options are squeezed tight like lou ferignos handshake (urghh!)

most girls you talk to think you are flake

the credit card companies want there money and plenty of interest they have inverted interest from the ladies

so all you can do is hope that you won't be some dope with no money to share

that you will end up with more money than is fair so someone else can look at you and say where is my share?

Cell phone: 201 956 0060

Email: mcjeffz (at) gmail.com

Web: www.myspace.com/mcjeffz

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Emergency Pizza Party - New track, "Drama Net"

Nerdcore's first supergroup...

Bio: We will rap your faces off.

Then we will pick all of your faces up off the floor and feed them pizza.

Then we will be considerate and clean the face blood up with a mop.

Lyrics:

MC wreckshin: 
whats with these people on myspace
they always be up in myface
they always be
messagin me
always sayin'
are you really mc wreckshin?
im like
come on bitch
im not famous
im a muthafuckin gangsta, i'll pop a cap in your anus
so dont mess with me
or soon you'll see
majin wreckshin
and his fatal fury
if I didnt accept your add
dont be pissed
dont be mad
you werent dissed
its probally because
your a little bitch
you gotta be coooool
to go on my buddy list

Sir-Up:
What's up with these peeps
On vampire freaks
Tryin to be all hardcore geeks
Always thinking they're vampire elites
But they ain't nothing, but crust from my butt cheeks
Tryin constant to leave me a comment
Bitch shut up I'll summon bohamet
He'll cook up an omelet a devastating dish
that'll give you the shits
And I'll make you hold it in like you're takin a hit

What is this a muthafuckin' comment?
Alright bitch you just got lucky come give Sir-Up a fucky and a sucky
Hmmmmm...
 

fucky, sucky, damn you's lucky
Funny little wanna be vampires
you ain't nothin but emotional disasters
and EPP gonna be your masters

Betty Rebel:

myspace is wack
bitches always on sneak attack
that shit is more addicting than crack
how many fellas you know
mad fronting online
searching for some stupid ho's
you be that girl who meets boys on the internet
and you slept with him
how fucking shady, didn't know he had a lady...

MC wreckshin and Sir-up:

this is dramanet dramanet
I know a girl named Bernadette!
Dramanet dramanet we's know a girl named Bernadette!

Betty Rebel:

emails are flamin'
too much complainin'
no lovin'
only hatin'

MC wreckshin:

my buddy list be
more jam packed
than a bourgeoisie
filled with more bullshit
than mtv
I can deal with most people
to a tolerable degree
most of em are freaks
with insanity pleas
they make me wanna eat
fruit of  poisonous trees
wait a minute
I cant eat that
its illegaly obtained evidence
from an online chat
so chill out bitches, its only the internet
yall need to smoke a marijuana cigarette
try chatting online without becoming upset
lamers refrain from using ascii character sets
stop trying to maintain your virtual pets
stop using cyberspace as a silhouette
all your brains must have a glitch
I make technology my muthafuckin bitch

Sir-Up:

So dark so dreary
So pale so puny
So freaky so geeky
So goth so gloomy
So relatively spooky

A freak a geek I'll punch you in the cheek
Your jaw it's raw I'll cut you with my saw
You see the scar you bettah know my law
Is that a fact I'll jack you with my gat
You see what I mean I'll kick you in the spleen
Damn that's mean I fight so unclean
They want sir stew they got sir brew
A brew a stew a tagteam crew
Gangers bangers we'll hit you with our hangers

Betty Rebel:

unsuspecting girl meets boy
just a pawn in his game
your his little toy
he's a mass criminal
with an evil ploy
and you start getting weird phone calls
some women claiming you sucked her boyfriend's balls
trying to avoid your inner obsession
this conversation you ain't digestin'
cause your pukin' up words with no meaning
and your blasting words online about his little "peeney"

ladies...

don't be so naive
you better check yourself
cause your actin' like a motherfuckin skeez
and you needz to get up on deez... NUTS

MC wreckshin and Sir-up:

this is dramanet dramanet
I know a girl named Bernadette!
Dramanet dramanet we's know a girl named Bernadette!

The Frontalittle Squad - New tracks, "Saving Throw" (With Tycho of Penny Arcade) and "The Frontalittle Squad Highly Recommends Penny Arcade."

Latecomers to the CD, they have a full-fledged gang of members.

The Frontalittle Squad is an internet rap group. After a number of members of the Songfight! community realized they held in common a love of nerdcore rapper MC Frontalot (also part of the Songfight community), a handful of them set out to create their own wacky internet rap. Their debut track "Space Cadet" was well received within the Songfight community and they set about entering Songfight again and again. By the time they had released five songs, the group had grown to include almost fifteen members, leading it to be described as the "Wu-Tang clan of nerdcore hip-hop." In general, Frontalittle Squad tracks chronicle a short adventure in which wacky antics ensue. As of June 2006, FAL has entered 14 Songfight competitions and won 7 of them, giving them a colossal 50% win percentage. They number in the thousands and exist primarily as a humanitarian aid group comprised almost entirely of super-powered mutants.

Lyrics:

(Def Author)

What's with all the dice, I rolled low, can I roll twice
I don't know what character to be, but magic's nice
(Let me get this straight, you've never played this) - (J Mase)
I tried once or twice, but haven't messed with it in ages
I used to play the Bard's Tale, and that's
About as close as I ever came to rolling for stats
(It's cool, I'll help you out, and Drew will too) - (J Mase)
Hey where are the cheetos, and where's the mountain dew?

(J Mase)

Have a look at this sheet, it's complete because I made it
(I need to be a bard for sure, 'cause that's my favorite) - Glenn
That can be arranged, we'll just change it on the paper
(and I'll give you some cool items if you're on your best behaviour) - Drew
Here's where your hit points are, and here's your money
And the die that you'll be rolling the most is D 20
Mumblecore's in charge, 'cause he's the dungeon master
So listen to his story, as we set out for disaster

(Mumblecore)

"I put the magic in magic missile
Does That clear things up? (Uh, no) Well this will!
I’m the D to the M, man the el capitan
The Dapper Dan trapper man who’s not a rapper fan and
I’m managing you and your clan (That’s us!)
Telling you E-X-P or bust!
And I trust you’ll dig the setting of our story
(is it somewhere that rocks?) Yeah, a Quarry"

(CHORUS)

Roll the Dice
And then tell me what it is
I want a twenty
Please don't let it be a critical miss

(Soda)

Chillin' in the basement 'cause it's Warcraft patch day
Time for D&D? I'm a Frontalittle mainstay
I've been chaotic neutral since age ten!
fought the dragon's den-spawn, men. I'm a star at gencon
Before we start I'll tell y'all: noone better do me wrong
I'm suspicious of some antics since they happen in every song
I've had some teammates who know how to ruin a campaign
But I'm hoping FAL won't give me reason to complain

(Jon Eric)

It's true, I've never seen a bot play tabletop
(What about that cyborg?) I heard they made him stop
(So we're in the clear?)
No, there's a problem here
The kinda thing that makes me say what the fuck?
See there's a guy at this table, in this very game
Avoiding battles, acting lame
It's like Hoody-Hoo
He's stealing booty, too
(So who is it?) I ain't naming names... yet

(Savvy One)

Baccarat's on to something
He ain't frontin'
There's a traitor at the table
and he's leaving us with nothing
We do all the work, and like a jerk
he takes the gold
And by the time we realise it all the booty has been sold
And speaking of booty I got a brownie for that ass
Is there a ranger in the house, I think we better check for traps
He's a tricky little mutha, and I wouldn't put it past him
When we find out where he's hiding,
Best believe I'm gonna blast him

(Repeat Chorus)

(Hoblit)

Hoblit is on the case fellow fronters
gonna assemble our own fellowship of the whoop ass
Tribes are gonna clash so break out some fear gas
We'll bump this chump and melt his tiny balls of brass
gonna catch this dwarf gonna stomp on his ball sack
take another wack then listen to his head crack
then were gonna wha wha wha? DM says were surrounded?
we're asstounded while our hit points are getting pounded

(Ken)

All I know is that someone here is slacking
Hiding in the back cause his bravery is lacking
Now we battle Venger one more time
Who do I see at the back of the line
Tycho staring at the tops of his shoes
You'd think that someone cast a spell that turned him into glue
how we gonna triumph whan all he does is parry
Time to get into this battle instead of acting like a fairy
I better get the Def Author in on this
I think the dungeon master's gonna be a little pissed

(Tycho)

Tycho's verse:

Qu'elle heure est-il, mothafuckas!
Qu'elle temps fait-il? Yo

So it's tycho with the tight flow toting syllables
Here's the syllabus: us is eminently killable!
goddamn dm glonmed on to my sche-m, hit my lj, watch me post-it like 3M
Every party's got a player like me - rocking treachery, best belie
that I'm out to get the best of the

party I sold to a sentient mold, subterranean
arrangemens, y'all would never see the day again
geraniums up on that casket, closed
while i'm up to my helm in platinum and gold

but that dungeon master is a bastard, I seen him
reroll my saving throw behind behind the game screen? an

incinerated by some lava trap
with spikes in the front, cold spikes in the back
and for this, you tore the corner of my character sheet? There goes my
thief, just like right click, delete? Just wait until the character
after this
one
shit anachronistic with those akimbo guns
mothafuckas!
 

(Def Author)
He takes no crap from these videogame scholars
And he can go from zero to drunk in twenty dollars
Don't tell him what to do, Don't say the way he should live
He's a bad ass mutha, but you can call him Div

(Soda)
I'd like to thank Gabe for making Spiderman loving okay
Just 'cause we're scared of heights doesn't make us gay
I mean, man, some buildings are wicked tall
And I'd rather be in Spidey's arms than die from a fall

(Savvy1)
They met in a Star Wars episode 4 line
Then on 2-17-1999
Gabe popped the question on Penny Arcade
And the comic scores points with the ladies that day

(MC Poncho)
In terms of P.R. this is self-defeating
Are you even thinking, American Greetings?
You must be baked, for Christ's sake!
It's just Strawberry Shortcake

(Chorus)
It's Penny Arcade
With Tycho and Gabe
It's the Penny Arcade
They play videogames
And frequently save
It's the Penny Arcade

(J Mase)
Mr Devil, this is a note from Blizzard's people
No more using Diablo, Hell, and Evil
To promote your interests, the business cards will have to be reprinted
But your package arrived, you know what's in it

(Mumblecore)
Divx can give sex to my lego wang
Shout "hair!" at KH 'cause I hate that game
Can't afford Japan, so we'll go the kitchen
The tube of civilization, now it's totally bitchin'

(Jon Eric)
Now I don't want to live in any housing community
Run by a guy at 25 still going through puberty
And ain't a giant wing wong just a little gay?
Who the fuck elected you mayor here anyway?

(Ken)
Cardboard Tube for a Samurai Sword
Frontalittle slays all in the arcade wars
Like a rescued pig from a shadow lord
Frontalittle faces all for the reigns of the world

(repeat chorus)

(Plat)
lab results are in, without an opponent:
disconnect your x-box gear and disown it.
you might have to feed and bathe and patrol'er,
but a grizzly bear makes a much better controller

(Def Author)
Hide your produce, cover your head
You know you're in for trouble when the antenna's glowing red
Orchards will fall, it's just a matter of time
Cause there's nothing that can stop him,
He's Fruit Fucker Prime!

(Bjam)
An imp and a business cat in a top hat
Jacket, waistcoat, tie, take on in combat
Exuberance, insubstantial, very ominous
Twisp and Catsby frolic on with much success

(Puce)
For all the kids that think that commas ain't cool
Well, the Punctuation Bunch are gonna take you to school
And show you that the only time for Caps Lock, my friend
Is when you're spelling "LEEEEEEEROYYYYYYY JENKINS!"

funky49 and Redvoid - New track, "RPG" , and "This is Funky49" with RedVoid

funky49 kicks so much ass. You think, at first, that RPG is just a fly track about D & D type games. Then you realize it's a metaphor for life itself. And this is no casual gamer talking smack, the depth of knowledge of D & D displayed is awe-striking. It will bring back serious memories.

How nerdcore is that? The sound of rolling dice used as a rhythmic device.

FUNKY49BIO
Former Radio Shack employee, now computer monkey for a B2B publishing
company. funky49 originally hails from South Jersey (helloo Jersey
girls!) but currently lives in Tampa, Florida, USA. Guided by friends
in 1997, funky49 became interested in producing music via computer
software and taking music classes at the University of South Florida.
While working at IBM he hooked up with Red Void, a weekly
collaborator who has a more impressive bio. Currently funky49 creates with Pro
Tools, Reason, a Korg MS2000 and a black cat named Bela Lugosi.

REDVOIDBIO
Unix, linux, and windows Computer Systems Administrator for a large
Telecom/Broadband corporation and underground electronica producer,
musician and performer, John Sexton (Redvoid) has produced original
records as Redvoid, Window Seat, DefCon6 and Beyond&Back, done
remixes for or with Magic Mike, AGH, DJ Sandy, DJ Chang, DJ Liquid, Eros, Dig
Dug, and Mike and Charlie, on many record labels including Moonshine
Records, MAFDDAP, Tweak, Defective, Knightlife, Phattrax, and his own
label Psylon and has been on mix CDs by Superstar DJ Keoki among
others. Favorite gear includes an Intel based Mac Mini with 23"
Cinema Display, a Syntechno TeeBee (small run handbuilt 303 clone from the
Netherlands), Nord Lead and ProTools.

Producer: steven rush & john sexton

Artists: funky49 & red void

Influences include: The Beatles, Beastie Boys, Beck, Public Enemy,
Portishead, Run-DMC, A Tribe Called Quest, LL Cool J, The Streets, Biz
Markie, Bloodhound Gang, J-Live, MC Frontalot, Philly's Power 99, old
school jungle/hardcore, electro, Florida funky breaks, nu skool breaks
and all my friends especially John Sexton aka Red Void.

Hardware and software used: Pro Tools LE 7 & Mbox2
http://www.funky49.com/labgear.html

Chemicals used include: Adrenaline - Testosterone - Beer – Kettle One
vodka –Hoagies from the White House Sub Shop in Atlantic City – Peanut
Butter Kandy Kake Tastykakes from any Wawa in South Jersey – Mom's
love (not my mom's, your mom)

City, State, Country: Tampa, Florida, USA

Non-Nerdcore Equivalent: I am Nerdcore's Adrock

"I am Nerdcore's Adrock. I have a kinda nasal voice, I rap and produce. I can also be Flava Flav to Redvoid's Chuck D as I'm usually the non-serious, goofy, crazy one while Redvoid is the mental muscle hustle."

Lyrics:

[funky49]
making saving throws, saving my bros
got chain mail, while ditching my clothes
carry magic torch, underwater it glows
brought along a mage for the spells he knows
wielding my sword, makin' them blows
three 6s - my strength - my muscle - shows
range weapons hit, deadly long bows
were-creatures hit with silver tip arrows
dungeons a breeze, grabbin that cheese
more spell components, what my mage needs
making lots of hits, makin' creatures bleed
because our greed their gold they cede
in common language I hear their pleads
got my mind on their money, mind on mead
with enough clerics, we will succeed
with enough XP next level I exceed

[redvoid]
my party is skilled and our strategy is tight
bringing points loaded feats to the barbaric fight
equipped to the hilt with mad gold and weaponry
we got about a half a million ways to slay thee
beating boss after boss and I'm leveling up
I got the magic cup to trade up at the shop
my sword never stops unless I counter with the mace
Jack up attacks with magic spells and ruin the place
we're looting town after town and the countryside
our scope is wide the map has no place for anything to hide
swarm through the caverns with devastating power
kill the residents take their treasure chests and seize the tower
information we glean from the gossiping town folk
is used to find the melee action locations that we leave smoked
more gems are the method we imbue our swords with
to cause more pain and suffering than light sabers swung by the Sith

[funky49]
hack and slash, mad dash for cash fighter flies
don't care when I hear - "Valkrie is about to die!"
Out to get loot and points for experience
Ignore orc hoards take out the pimp
Limp back and get some healing from the cleric
Neutral-Good alignment, that is my shtick
three cheers cause we back from the dungeon
Fighting dragons, magic items plunderin'
collectin' gold, gems and a bit of fame
Peep my character sheet to know my name
Got armor, shields just to protect my ass
Ya know the aim's to decrease armor class
my blood is chilled tho loyal to my Guild
My charisma nice and my cup is filled
With contributions and dollars
my NPCs guaranteed to make ya holla

[red void]
chaotic neutral, my alignment
dexterity my broad sword shows refinement
my strength crushes right through any chain mail
two fisted swings dropping orcs I assail
glowing circle around my feet protection spell
bodies piled up in heaps burning is the smell
necromance the dead liege is what I summon
my stealth feat so high you wont see me comin
mad intelligence bolsters my accuracy
word on the street we're heroes legendary
collecting up all the lost broken shards
the daggers stabbing in your back are from my thief bard
my crew's got my back in the melee blizzard
magic blasts never slack from my wizards
jump from gate to gate and save point to point
navigate the maps deep when we wreck the joint

*Leeroy Jenkins sample

[funky49]
white dragons breath ice, red does fire
sucka NPCs all call me sire
rhymes are my kingdom, there is none higher
I won't stop gaming, till I retire
Critical hits you know I'm throwing twenties
Collecting loot, I'm blowing up mummies
monsters I'm hobblin' - striking hob-goblins
over their dead bodies ya know I'm robbin'
so you see me playing the RPGs
using my brain for strategy
throwin dice with many different faces
playin' characters of different races
Dungeon Master, being a bastard to me
rolling dice behind the screen so I can't see
at the local tavern, my character gets a brew
at home, underage I down a Mountain Dew

[red void]
to find all the secret hiding spots unseen
the gold we hold is getting huge getting obscene
parry search set traps you can't ignore
our quests are the origins of myth and lore
cloaked stranger robbing tombs rings on the shelf
poison attacks zombie doom archer half elf
recharge my mana with mystical charms accelerated
many sided die thr