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Shut Up, I'm Trying to Be Cool!

by whiff trophy

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apostasy 03:56
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apostasy oh apostasy oh apostasy oh apostasy apostasy oh apostasy oh be a good man apostasy oh good man uh in a tuxedo yeah apostasy oh be a good man get your ice in the holds icey ho get iced, get nice apostasy oh be a good man be a good man apostasy oh write with you own hands take the godhead level take the good head and fake like you’re ohhhhh namaste dead your soul’s a hot potato your soul’s a hot potato your soul is like a hot potato oh make the dough pick the letters in the center soul dough take the letters in the center in the spelling bee and come along with me if you wanna hear me rhyme cause i’m about to do the rhyme freestyle like i did on you damn with the last time when i put the rhyme on it what i did to put the rhyme on what i did to put the rhyme on the thing i put the rhyme on the thing i did to put the rhyme on apostasy, eh on top of a good man put the rhyme on you speak the words of the language i’m choking on my own spit i’m still a get-it-hard write-er put me down with a fart your soul’s a hot potato apostasy oh it doesn’t matter you’re just gonna jammin to my house tracks get quick click cut cause it doesn’t matter get quick word for ya cause i know how to produce knifes, lifes you are in the glory of stamens Niky-dwight’s time on the mic Blevins, Barry lemme just drop out that other voice so i can freak you like this turn you over to the track that’s on your soul push your back out of wack cause Haus is jacking up on ya it’s like a hot potato crossing rhyme skills i always rap about rhymes cause oh be a good man make the letters sound like sex take the letters down the center of the spelling bee apostasy oh turn it up about rhymes just lemme get next on the track make yourself let me drop out of this bit let me jump on it you want me to talk about out and about start rhymin n shit i forgot the thing i said previous lemme flart how i’m bout to start rhymin if i listen to this in the car would i feel mischevious and would i feel upset that my rhymes were so wack mischevious poke in the eye and i wrote it all down you would have to pay attention like real tight lemme get back to your thing though yeah the thing i wanna talk to you about you wanna talk to yourself about being a ho wow you did what cause i’m trying to lay up in it i’m talking about rapping sex again me soul what i don’t know what the difference is i’m talking about dipping it in ya i just wanna keep on jammin to this i just wanna win win win i just wanna keep on jammin on it i just wanna skeet skeet skeet on your skin you want people to wax on your wane take my advice i’ve had the same thing cause i do the same thing it’s best when you don’t project like you want it cause that means you have it it’s means you’ve got it and you have excess to share see what i did there have the excess to share apostasy apostasy oh you don’t have to genuflect to an invisible king don’t genuflect the vanishing did you see that movie no your soul’s a hot potato your soul’s a hot potato whoa lemme try to keep up damn i can’t believe that shit damn i can’t believe that shit damn i can’t believe that shit apostasy apostasy oh damn i can’t believe that shit can you believe this shit uh can you can you came back to meet me where’d it come from i don’t know whoa damn did i are the scapegoat ephemera the world is a single organism i just want that beat back cut it
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slug angels/peace (man gonna do what man wanna do) 14:12
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SLUG ANGELS have you ever known a man have you ever known a man have you ever known a man like a good one have you ever known a man what it take man gonna do what man a wanna do he’s bout nice as a snake man gonna do what man a wanna do he’s bout nice as a snake you think i’m a racist cause i recall the tropes erase the hates what i gotta do to impress you slug angels the true word sounds didactic like you should know already hacky sack slug equal angel it’s getting late i need more words to draw from but don’t make em too long slug equal angel hacky late slug true word’s didactic sound know already man gonna do-say anything can’t quite lay about as nice as the snake we all extraterrestrial in origin and we boring for fighting so much what’s a culture anyway? is it more than something super proficial? doesn’t leave me this is far, then disappear problem is, can’t say a thing ‘bout as nice as a snake the white man let me rhyme about your good baby if i’m bad might as well lay into your lady heh heh man gonna do whatever let him get away with it without getting locked up ha ha slug angel true words sound didactic like you should know already hacky slug equal angel it’s getting late slug equal angel it’s getting late man gonna do what a man wanna do calligraphy ecstatic dramatic scene in an uptown apartment largest slugs all over cardigan man gonna do yeah freesyle (what up i let him get away with it without getting locked up slug ha ha ha ha get in the position) white man about as nice as snake that been established a long time ago when i’m being white man i’m just thinking about my sick flow filled with poison i saw it before i said it cause my tongue was slow from off the booze i drank you think i stank when i’m on the mic green bean grrr whiff trophy’s so good you heard a well-oiled beak you want i hit pussy? got pussy? you like the violence? the weather man want the violence much when you’re clutched up by the neck oh what the heck you didn’t go there those black lingerie i’m just trying to play she didn’t say “cornucopia” i’m not the flyest on the mic but i’m the flyest in the bedroom as far as your girl know she said i was the best she ever had i was ridin that ass from here to carolina brokeback mountain she was pounding on my jack slaughtered she was crying so bad like “i just wanted to die” did you ever meet a good man? nah, why? ain’t no good man ‘round to be found ain’t no such thing as a good man ha ha don’t let him get away he ain’t good but he’s great he’s the best a lopsided, hop-sided world screwed up we be treating everybody wrong even the top good but everybody getting played and assuaged and erased even the 1% are just worthless good but he’s great they got money right but what’s their life subject to advertising subject told the mic up phallus he’s great but the most more-me in the world capitalism’s the problem, obvs rappin’s the solution uh huh pollutin your eardrums with this last 16 bars and i’ll leave in a sealed kiss whiff trophy peace worthless body wrong even the top not good but he's great
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oh yeah 05:08
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werewolf aka Princess Films on Aurora Ave 05:44
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yeah buddy rhyme today bitch ho better have my m-m-money i ain’t just bein’ funny i’ll rip a ho apart i make that grey matter shatter, i break 'er broken heart farther i gets more deeper in it slave ship/ u-u-u wanna ride-ride ride that river gets my bacon daily-made hey, u ever get that way i become a slave for days, fade when i ain't got vibe i'm switching face but i ain’t forget about that BASS, lordy have you got my money i get 10% of your butt the rest belongs to the Lord so naughty you're getting 90% of this massive amount of load for sale on Aurora i mean them somebody girl for a while for a stack of dollars make them girls holler they give them dollars to me i get that pussy for free see i-i-i-i-i-i so you say i'm farther i gets more deeper in it slave ship, u-u-u-u wanna ride-ride-ride-ride-ride-ride butt gotta get back on it lordy make that bass blast you in your buddy hah have you got my money? i get pretend, you get real how much time do i got how much the same old spiel out from what i got to the give-my-rappin-to man i got 100,00 lines i wrote down but now i'm just trying to flow off the dome cause this is the way they a'pair from being two hey it doesn't matter if i said it or you said it what cause i got the mic and you down on the floor so step up here and rap with me yeah write your words down let in and be inspired by something you saw around the town yeah what still talking about this be a freestyle and the thing is i believe in all of it, right yeah you'd be better off if i just rapped the words that i wrote uh huh yeah alright i'm just gonna keep this goin yeah heard em go go get it man lordy have you got my money uh huh i get 10% of your butt the rest belongs to the lord so naughty getting 90% of the massive amount of ass for sale up on Aurora i mean them somebody's girl for a while for a sack of dollars i make dime girls holler they give me their dollars they give the pussy for free see, word told to moses this not how i pictured the song to go it’s too loud round here i can barely hear myself thinking bout what the lundordton chored me to do i make you carry things carry things you wont use did i mention laws were made to keep you from goin ape suggestive thinking leading men to the brink of sanity brain brined to the disturbed mind it's a minefield, but it can’t be deciphered enough to be predicted don’t even try to act like i’m not the sickest slicin’ your sister’s nice piece of pie with my pipe she a hoe and she owe me hundred of dollars i already clobbered her girl, do you get the gist of my dubstep girl, i’m calling for help girl, girl, girl how deeply have you delved into this mind of mine shouldn’t waste your time on the trophy ha! did ya heard my echoplex i’m next in line for the kingship, but i might abdicate before i collect cause i’m that dude, i’m that good at manifesting i don’t just play with the tape in a public space i rape it, hey man, you don’t always have to be 18 to play in fact, i always hide in plain sight findin a place to hide your horriblest fears playin gall and your balls out in the tall grass outside the fence uh yeah you were just experimenting, huh right uh yeah you were just letting the sunshine in and all i’m saying is that the way to the deity is to burn an effigy to your virginity i’m slaying it like i was laying intellectual semen in your mental being a clone born to the what-were-you-doing dudes hollering fuck you outside when i try to write. walt disney in that cashmere pediophilic fantasy.. and presumably, i mean, i didn’t read more than his CV. you and me seem to find em princess films them princess films n them on aurora witcha ass out princess films n them on aurora ave withca ass out princess films aurora ave i gotta have whatcha talkin bout being out on aurora i already told you that your girl’s a whore don’t act like you anyhoo are too our typing slow gets me to the place switching up the rhymescape with no tangible intention beyond trying to get in my bod with my line in my brain i pretty sure that’s most of the reason left is semen in those places skeet skeet skeeted skeet skeeted on a few tracks i could dictate this one to my old girl on the tv talking about sports to play defense in we always need to let a few in cause we play so much you got a marvelous touch such is the intersection of your lesbian attraction and my feminist thought haha wrote words that made me extra wanna bone ya cause i put them down hot, but i’d better not put them down without laying a pounding on the patriarchal say about what comes out of your pussy could be a dead moth for all the saucy plots i’ve not heard about your crotch but don’t sob about it, i’m about to smoke em out like a drug addict attacking a crack pipe and i’m gonna suck you out inside this is getting too long now let me fail to completely save my own face despite the fact i tripped over a mask i had on earlier just kidding about everything except for the fact that you’re so attractive i actively want to protect your extravagant hacks
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Way I Move (Try Me Out/Tie Me Down) 03:01
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you're not even gonna believe it drop out yeah try me out you want a lot of that right i move like i want to i move like i want to do you like the way i move you like the way i move don't you uh huh yeah i move like i want to uh huh do you try me out just to tie me down i move you're gonna try me out and try to tie me down move try me out just to tie me down move try me out just to tie me down i move you try me out just to tie me down i move like i want to i move the way you ask me to you really like the way i move don't you try me out just to tie me down why would you try me out just to tie me down try me out just to tie me down try me out just to tie me down try slow me down i don't move i don't move like you want me to don't move
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hollerin dreams 08:45
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turn it up it’s whiff trophy feel it in your guts there’s a chair floating in the air whataya talking bout a floating chair in the air turn it up i wanna hear ya i wanna critique every word that you spill out your mouth mouth mouth mouth it’s not even fun at this point why you tryn act like you somebody that i can believe in you don’t wanna hear me rap the negative you just want you just wanna feel good right that groove oh yeah that’s what i do too yep me too i want that groove so i wrote these words down gonna get that groove put em down down yeah gotta get this words down in this groove i’ve gotta hear from you i wanna hear ya scream holla hollerin dreams yeah i wanna hear ya scream holler you got them hollerin dreams i got a caller on the line hi leave a couple of inches for cream now they don’t want me back crazy *69 you got them hollerin dreams yeah hot holler at me cause i wanna hear it you say you don’t like repetitive things pet pet pet you say you don’t like repetitive things you say you don’t like repetitive things pet pet pet yeah i wanna know hot holler at me you i wanna hear you scream i wanna hear you scream about your holler at me hollering dreams pet pet pet pet didja hear you scream i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams be my pet i leave a couple of inches for cream hollerin dreams be my pet no bennin’ havin crazy dreams i wanna get your whole body wet hollerin dreams like your dad falling in a creek i wanna hear you scream little bit like of the ghost of him dropping from that weak-ass tree i’m gonna make you wet the sideways walking you gotta be my pet while all the ladies walkin it’s the only thing you’re gonna get is just wet sunday’s flow by ish is just waitin like am i gonna die pet pet pet yeah advise your baby on the creek dice sin i’m gonna owe her and daddy dropped in grandaddy didn’t save ‘im did he fall to his death you wake up sweaty inbetween the sheets you got them hollerin dreams ain’t nobody wanna spend the night cause they not trying to catch a fright when they’re s’posta get that deep deep slumber you got them hollerin dreams i gotta dumb it down pet pet pet that’s why i drink all the drops of that they get really dark tag in the shades you have them horrible clips on your mind in the shades dreams i say you don’t like repetitive things i wanna hear you scream on my back i wanna hear you scream i wanna hear your hollerin dreams i wanna hear you scream i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams hollerin dreams i wanna hear you scream you got those hollerin dreams i gotta hear you hear you scream i gotta hear it hear uh hollerin dreams i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams hollerin dreams hollerin dreams …………….. daddy said i’m gonna die i’m gonna die daddy dropped in holler too young to meet up to bah humbug ya that’s some bullshit kinsey did my ex slice up your own cords homeboy hollerin dreams it’s every dog cobain himself rite yo sever your own cords virgil bandit cells every man ain’t quite the thang went bulbs this one sprite went SETI.io slut well right cause PC isn’t it either i gotta dumb it down minimum ways is three-ways let me line my place in it that’s why i drink all the drops of that with it to absurdist theatre COVID-19 and crushing you in the derierre doesn’t is sometimes feel like i got doubt the universe is punchin hollerin dreams or like maybe you got burst i wanna hear you scream i know it does, cause like #metoo antagonization is the drink ya squirt drinks that made me an unknown neighbor drinkin black and true the third space to be misunderstood bursts i wanna place carve on your own blank face with strange mute hyperbole whatever happened to Waite burts the mrs. tryin to go way up high whatcha got i wanna hear you scream value tax on drug-slacked pussy open your mind i got them hollerin dreams done gone there again ain’t he troops tryin to holler at pussy i wanna hear what you think bloody stacks of pussy i gotta cut with them i wanna hear you scream different things Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx are you gonna drink yourself to poet what’s that on your collar whatever happened to white aye one right bursts aye carumba daddy dropped in grandaddy didn’t save ‘im just screaming like am i gonna die advising your baby all the creek dice little bit i wanna get you skreeee i wanna hear you holler at me i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams be my pet i wanna get your whole body wet i saw your daddy droppin from that weak-ass tree as the baby floated by music is a piece of meat that fills up the guts in us holler at me cause i wanna hear it you say you don’t like repetitive things i wanna hear what you think holler at me cause i wanna hear it hollerin dreams hollerin dream i wanna hear em i wanna hear you scream hollerin dreams leave a couple of inches for cream that milk make you have them crazy landscrapes hollerin dreams like you drop in a creek
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Cutest Cousin 05:10
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ready set go, dry as a bone ready set go, dry as a bone deck you out in this when i go to chicago it feels pretty close to the feeling of freakin a ho names named thou art not the man put the blame on who hot oh boy oh blimey my wordy how’d it get so quick to so dirty girl let me pause a minute put a clip up in it cause this freaky flow got your virginal worth in it didnt it oh dud or did i stud ya purr of the cosmic church minister administer infinite dick mr. richard nixon deep throat wasn’t it dick cosmic church infinite dick obvious infinite birth cosmic church dud or did i stud ya minister administer dick mr. richard nixon deep throat wasn’t it you a cute little cutter in a wool shirt are you trying to look like my cutest cousin how could i not contemplate putting more love in her she was doing alright already but lordy she was probably a chorus girl and a cum-guzzling slut even on sundays cause she know “God” is a phallus refresh my memory guts and butts no objection come on up come on up immaculate conception is boring i’m a horny mortal over you girl wish i could believe in birthing shortcuts cosmic church minister administer dick mr. richard nixon deep throat wasn’t it cuz up girl in a wool shirt cut trying to do my like chest cause you’re cute i wanna put my dick between her breasts boobies she was doing alright already by lord she was probably a chorus girl and a cum-guzzlin slut and a cum-guzzlin cum-guzzlin slut she was guzzlin up cum she was dripping cum out of her butt god is a dick refresh my memory rite guts and butts no objection come on up immaculate conception skeet skeet it’s boring when i’m that horn-hole she knows god is a dick refresh my memory rite guts and butts no objection coming up it was enough just being friends to fuck let me get inside ya my cutest cousin uhhh pressed down close to the ground or was it i could’ve written more right thou art not the man was scrawled in that weird cursive weird cursive scribble on the wall heard uh what obviously i am the man obviously cause i laid a plan down to get in your girl’s panties right ahhh put your hands up what i was about to drop the N-bomb incest but my name is nik so maybe i better put that on my own grave here lies nik, laid as a motherfucker dead off that pussy yall dig his southern drawl kanye put him on the track that nik made what kanye rappin over that whiff trophy shit heard it yeah and it was dope right when i go to chicago to pick my cut of the dough feels pretty close to the feeling of freakin a ho goodbye i love you don’t go for too long oh boy oh blimey my wordy how’d it get so quick to getting so dirty girl let me pause a minute and put a clip in it the freaky flow got your virginal worth in it uh dud or did i stud ya heard dud or did i get your birdy curd goodbye i love you don’t go for too long goodbye i love you oh boy blimey my wordy how’d it get so quick to getting so dirty girl let me pause this let’s getcha girl i’m workin did i get your curves burnin yeah dud or did i stud ya dick infinite dick mr. richard nixon deep throat wasn’t it when i go to chicago deep throatin that’s my homeland yeah let me join the band deep throat put your scrotum in my eye socket rite i better just look the other way scrotum clang scrotum claim couple more bars for my finest cousin aw girl i wish i could squeeze your butt i wish i could push your buttons i wish i could put my love in ya cuz you’re so beautiful my cutest cousin i know, it’s my confession my cutest cousin my cutest cousin i don’t even care cause you’re that fine girl cause you’re that fine girl you’re my cutest cousin i just wanna push your buttons i don’t even care i don’t care how many people know cause you’re that fine girl you’re my cutest cousin i just wanna hug ya you’re my cutest cousin i love ya you’re my cutest cousin ohhhh yah girl you’re my cutest cousin ohhh you’re my cutest cousin i had to sing this song playa cousin i had to get this down cousin i gotta love ya i gotta love ya on the track cause that’s the only way i can touch ya you’re my cutest cousin that’s all cutest cousin oh let me be spectacle
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NW 96th St 9 01:12
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if that island of the club is a circuit 05:03
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check it out, woman what the balance is? ain’t that the herns? that island got a flub it’s a foreign land i was at the club ain’t you gonna tell me if i can’t be of of the dance it’s like it’s the island of the club you deserve it you’re my girl and you’re my dessert [untranscribed freestyling] and i’ll trill ya down the block when the smell’s fallin haul ya into my warm apartment and i’ll paw paw paw paw around your heart aw so nice so nice the beat damn, and the hook you’re booked in the jail of me it’s called whiff trophy heard damn, get with that shit break it back in on ya brain like an egg no don’t reneg on me i’m just playin on words i had some beautiful things i said earlier playin on words but they weren’t recorded to the tape like i had my hand now i’m just losin my face on it again burnt cause i be pokin that ant hill bright, shiny in the sun magnifying glass everybody’s just here to have fun but i’m talking about bright and darker things chess polarity and the thing is it doesn’t mean anything poke poke poke cause it’s just manifestations of beauty different from each other but all the same from the place they came from right s’what i’m sayin heard scratched it up ditto right tied down black and white on paper clamped oh that was the thing mightier than the sword we can all be clamped don’t get bored with the whiff trophy chains don’t even think i’m a racist cause i know i am even the words that we say so you should know you are too right cause i was born in this culture heard maybe i could put it down on the mic this time this time i have complex thoughts on this thing cause i’ve been told to believe a certain way due process of mind and the thing is i don’t believe that certain way i’ve been taught word but still the narrative repeats in my head like beep beep beep word sting em up string em up yeah i’m not gonna go that far supposed to hurt but yall it does go there supposed to be ashamed we’ve all been there together right let’s move on then everything’s positive huh how could you turn your meanness all on another man every man is a beauty if you ever go down there beware of tryin to live in how much money you got i dunno i know it’s like fighting sometimes i mean let’s talk about systematic racism and white privilege huh it’s about that fightin sometimes you got enough white money to live in south california huh “I Am” fighting “Sometimes” i dunno what kinda girl are ya and could you be my lady could you be my lover, maybe let me step back and rap bout some people i know i’m lost man i’m not trying to distract ya with the flow i’m just trying to spill my heart on this part of time and life right um nobody gonna hear it but peace damn there goes the beat cut there’s a lot more
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RAGGIN ON YOUR CORD (IV) 03:14
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grown aka flan county (fka groan) 07:40
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yeah that’s that real shit that down south feel that shit ‘suff they said if you’re flartin doesn’t agree with your body but my laughing agrees with this rhyming i can’t believe you came here to listen to a song called groan aren’t you a grown-ass homosapien acting alien on the planet, damnit i can’t believe he came with a rhyme like this but i did, but i did it’s dry as fuck right-click delete repeat i’m falling for everything i see on the screen these days deep in a haze riding around the town with my shades on cause the sun’s so bright making my face get wrinkled up like i was turning 45 that’s five years from now, clown i’m still young and mad and fine and in my prime cause i be dropping that rhyme rite and i bang on thangs like your girl with the diamond wrang yeah i bang on her too she’s sangin thing one and thing two up on her chin danglin strange, what did he mean by that i just meant that she was on my jack and it wasn’t wack your girl is my music that’s why i leave the brown blueprint on her that dookie stain that dookie stain do you think it’s gross does it make you wanna vomit no i didn’t think so cause you know i be rubbing that afro down south with my mouth and you know you’re just gonna hit it after you get cummin home from the bar soused off a couple of cocktails with the homies from the work twerkin butt naked, me and your girl getting flaky you wonder what that smell of sweat was that was me on your girl, cuz it’s so fuckin’ silly but it’s fun to rap aboutin’ in’it you could believe it or you could just dismiss it but you know the thing about whiff trophy is jizz i know i’m such a bitch you’re listening to a song called grown, grown-ass man or woman shit, would i call names out on the track like this maybe i would christopher columbus i can’t believe you celebrate that holiday motherfuckin’ bullshit celebrate the pagan way celebrate when the sun rises and the sun sets and the eclipses and the comets are on us pressin’ down like can you even believe the immensity of the cosmos at night the distance your eyes can see is so tiny i’m not trying to talk down on ya cause the universe is already talking down hard on us pressed together neckin when your man was down at the checkers drinkin i’m just kiddin i’m sinkin’ my balls deep into your girl y’all always whiff trophy cuttin’ up it doesn’t see the thing is it doesn’t matter that’s why i rap about that bland shit cause i’m just trying to point out that sex is friendship it’s just a privilege for people who are trusted enough to come in clappin’ nuts on the butts slappin’ it’s all a metaphor for just interactin’, listenin’ being present in the moment honing in, being honest that’s a play on words for your visual cause i think like that i’m the digital midget, right no, i’m the digital giant see i did it again but i’m not just trying to flaunt like i know a lotta shit it’s so dumb the rhymes are just hammy as nads but the jams isn’t bad it’s gonna be over in a second so i’m gonna take a sip of beer and just rap off the top of my dome click if you stay with me whiff trophy live stream sike, turn on your high beams lemme try to rap for ya the amount of privilege that i derive for rapping on wax is un-mesurable in terrestrial facts too complex the matrix is too algorythmic that’s why we can’t grasp it with our mind cause it’s too complicated, sated from listening to rhymes feels better when there’s a beat but if you’re here you can feel the beat in your heart cause i rapped about art earlier when it wasn’t on record the recording takes the soul out of things and that’s why i do my tracks like this so it’ll ring in the cerebrum way deep making the chakras vibrate makin’ so i’ve come back for it lemme crank that on so i can hear it in my ears and feel it reel can you believe in that you gonna let me rhyme on this yes lemme rhyme on it for the last little bit y’all i still got a dancefloor platter goin i hear a pitter-patter in your bones i always come back to rhyming about your body cause it turns me on so much gets me feelin not that n- word but that get-in-ya i don’t wanna talk anymore i just wanna get in ya on the floor oh that’s the ice machine yeah, i mean you know i gotta record my songs in a room with an ice machine so it doesn’t get too hot, right who keep it cool
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agape 04:15
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whiff trophy songs are about me talking shit on ya m'ow then coming with that kinda thing forgot about what i was gonna sing about anyway lets see if it comes back to me not yet but the jams ain't bad shut up i'm trying to be cool you acting like a fool, embarrassing me oh, your hair's falling out heresy, you're coming down you ain't the king of me anymore you 'bout to rap on this one again, shit i was gonna write something down and sing it do you like to hear my singing voice sounds like a mole sticking it's nose out of the ground in the night time confess, sniff the fresh flower in the summer oh man, spring's over, bummer the girls got them titties out, ah just try to think about something else to sing about why you always singing about titties cause so pretty fuck man yeah don't even ask why i'm singing about titties, man it's bullshit come back to me yeah course you know why i'm singing about titties kiss em, fuck em, i don't care i just wanna have a fun life kiss em, fuck em, i don't care i just wanna have a fun life yo this about to be the last time i do one of these jawns with the layered multiple layers of mumble been humbled by the innanity of my 30’s in my 20’s in many ways i was just useless but that begs the question don’t it maybe it was enough just givin the girl the ghost words in the midnight hour and gone by the time she’s eating toast lonely running home alone and drunk off the lie that my dad was gonna visit early i had some things to say, but she only wanted my body who am i to write the song the world needs kiss em, fuck em, i don’t care i just wanna have a fun life who am i to write the song the world needs people try to tell us we’re different i’m sorry but i don’t see it and i don’t think i have my head buried in the sand i mean who would, but i’m getting good at this putting the verbal wood down don’t frown and assume i’m just gonna goo on a freestyle shoot shoot hooped your basket from downtown left two points on your nightgown and a long slobbery stain on your gym shorts, girl oh lord there he go again why your socks so crusty this dude ugly in his heart of hearts it’s like his gramma got a private camera in my dorm seen everything i only kept hidden for a decade grew up relized you goo’d in the pool too wasn’t as cool as i thought it was then but then it also was too amazed i was able to keep knockin boots but i could do with a lot more booty clappin it if i wasn’t too busy laying down pervy tracks on the wax studly rhyming dude got a floppy wiener my girl calls me “droopy” it’s a term of endearment she like to bite on my bone like a dog toy just let the molars feel a little resistance without that fake gum flavor and the other dudes don’t know her proclivities well enough yet but they still getting that clit wet bitch ain’t dead shit freestyle prove it i'm gonna put my goo onto the next track verse kiss em, fuck em, i don’t care lying, i’m just trying to encourage you truth is i just want you to have a fun life whiff trophy ‘goin on forever even when the playa out deader than Spector more sober than a man wielding a gun around
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Robot Witch Diva 04:49
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let’s talk about appropriation YATA if you’re trying to save someone who you trying to save we live in a global world for better and worse and what possible harm could be done by emulating someone different than me the act shows empathy imitation is after all the highest form of flattery the only person claiming things are being stolen is the one who projects culture onto another you be the judge of what’s appropriate ha! if you try to save someone especially by condemning someone else who you don’t even know that makes you the racist times two in one go in your face take the plank from your own eye before you throw the stone or something like that fever, fever take me to your leader it’s a global clusterfuck no one comes out alive or alone everyone’s a clone instead of being an asshole or blowing a gasket believe in the fever or leave me alone with the glorious cleavage robot witch diva believe in the fever or delete yourself leave me alone with the glorious cleavage leave me alone with the glorious cleavage leave me alone with the glorious cleavage who you tryin to save
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don't/care right now 03:54
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sing about something sing about something that you care about what if i don’t really care right now don’t care right now i’ll probably get to caring a lot about it in due time matter of fact it’ll probably be soon cause our time is short girls that i hugged told me don’t hug another girl women pussy just trying to tear you away from me love me women pussy, etc.. hey i don’t lick her south of the t-shirt she a long horns fan and i’ll be goddamn if i'm gonna hit that all my exes are from texas even though i’m from the dirty south you ain’t been if you don’t know the difference don’t know the difference i don’t care right now care right now make way in your brain for a white guy who's bout to sing about racism i’m trying to kill that string of stories embedded in our genes scared of different things but different's just the name applied to justify taking advantage of that which in some terms might be unlike but over now we’ve grown enough to know a lot’s the same but how could i be the one to put words in another’s mouth and now i’m scared of my own spoutin if i touch on color do i forefiet “love” you be the judge of me, i’ll be here questioning this is the part where i get around to caring and my love just mess everything up haven’t learned yet to just bite my lip cause like how could i kiss ya it’s just a fantasy anyway cause everyone i know has a different reason but the rule’s always the same: don’t play! so what’s the point of me bein' alive then? punishment for all the crimes that those who look like me done ahha, but don’t trip the narrative is true but it’s a bad one dad and grandad already took up my slack and i hope they used it! but i wouldn’t know cause all they left me was alone oh boo hoo that’s how the story goes hope we all get rewards in heaven have you seen my dick? don’t care right now don’t care right now care right now
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a airplane 02:39
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barfinalle 02:38
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child/babe 08:02
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child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child child yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah babe child child yeah yeah yeah yeah babe you’re allowed to be tired but are you allowed to stop nah you’re not allowed to rest in the century 21st yeah i just do it for me but i don’t believe it’s either lies or significant i believe it’s both so what the fuck is it worth if i’d rather be asleep trying to get money i keep on getting richer adding layers of gold plate to my sneakers heavy-ass feet make my legs get creaky so heavy in the leg with bling babe babe babe babe babe babe child babe babe babe babe babe babe you can always hear me coming clop clop clop clop clank grow in my love you’re allowed to be tired but you’re not allowed to stop 21st century soap opera child i love you child babe i love you babe babe child can your dad come over to my place for dinner is this your daughter i wanna get inner how do you feel about it yeah am i a nice enough man did you take a look at my sneakers you better put em on the scales geezer them shit’s heavy as fuck with the goldest of gold i be making more than you ever dreamed of now i’m your father and you’re my kid i be putting you in timeout for all the wild things you did before i was even born scorn upon ya you don’t even know nuttin bout that have you looked at my bank account balance i got more in my checking than the value of your house burned you down cause i sold drugs to the ground with all the drugs i sold i inspired hugs more than you did you be picking the pockets of the meek and the blind and i just be linin my pockets with wealth from putting people up to the stars on the stealth in the dark of night i’m just bullshitting ya cause your girl’s so fine i could wrap a story ‘round your mind it’d be good enough for ya i think it’s all bullshit to me that’s the whole point of it blow child child child child child child child child babe babe babe babe child child child child babe babe babe babe child child child child
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rules of the game 09:09
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there's only two ways to change there's only two ways to change the game change the rules, or change the game rules of the game
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The Show and the Power (Professional Musician) 12:00
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what an indictment that our greatest fantasy is peace you gonna record me what am i doing here where’s that bass i need it to be clear in my eye, face, mind yeah that’s the hook i’m gonna throw you a curveball real quick though don’t get shook on it lemme just turn this up real quick i need to hear it in the monitor don’t pay too much attention to it i know it’s cool but this is not the one you need to get invested in the one you need to get invested in is comin the one you need to get invested in you know what i mean yeah write get invested in this is what i’m talking bout get invested in shit me too better hope i wrote something down just to polish it up uhh i got nothin it’s just gonna be a freestyle huh how long of a freestyle is it gonna be i dunno how much time you got is this beat fresh enough for ya is this beat keeping your kears geared did ya give up after that no did ya give up after this no cause you know i’m designed to flow right i would’ve throwin it down for ya just then but i’ve haven’t brought it up yet bear with me and bear witness to the top floor synth chords i’m gonna drop it in down here buildin live is a rhyme on yas hopefully i mean it didn’t show up let’s try “set me free” did you not show up for me oh bummer do i have to stop the song oh shit it was erased in the zone the laymans yell what this is like a 1 am rhyme i don’t even know what’s coming 1 am rhymes that’s the beauty of being my own producer my own seducer i get myself off with these 1 am rhymes got more chimes comin ding dong ding do you feel me made it this far i don’t have to be vulgar anymore you already fell in love with the produc whiff trophy sickin my duck what put your dog on me professional musician once in a lifetime always in a lifetime same as it ever was progress comes at a cost how much have we gained how much have we lost travel the world repeating words over and over clipped from a newspaper in a dream with a lawnmower louder and louder the message is buried the message is drowning more wattage more power same as it ever was same as it ever was same as it ever was hey cousin can i borrow something i’m just getting bored in my own house you know doesn’t mean i’m bored of the ho it just means i’m bored of the home it won’t let me drop it on backin up 66 Route drive em drumbeat on ya and i won’t let this other stuff die why let’s get rid of this one let’s get rid of this one get rid of everything in your life if you want the strife to end the thing that’s holding you down is material, kid i act like i’m a grown-ass man but i don’t have a rebuttal shit i’m not trying to be a grown-ass man ah my god it’s getting so long getting so bad it’s in the show it’s in the fame it’s not what you aim for but it’s how you get paid can true art come from comfort and capital probably but how how how same as it ever was we just didn’t know same as it ever was didn’t know when he prophesized how deep would it go very in the drowning more wattage more power same as it ever was same as it ever was same as it ever was same as it ever was progress comes at a cost how much have we lost how much have we gained travel the world repeating the words that were clipped from a newspaper in a dream with a lawnmower louder and louder more wattage more power the message is buried the message is drowning same as it ever was same as it ever was the show and the fame what an indictment that our greatest fantasy is peace! and yet i still want it, SO MUCH, for those I’ve loved it would be amazing if i showed up dead, and my dad was there: “hey, bud.” your head on dead professional professional musician same as it ever was fade carry the water carry the water

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* one of my favorite things about bandcamp is the opportunity to edit releases. this allows me to essentially build a record in "public" ie, offer songs and track sequences in evolving, non-finalized iterations as i work toward the completed project. often the final result of a whiff trophy collection (what gets sent to digital distribution) is not what the initial idea(s) looked like, so i think it's cool to note when something is in the state of active growth, mutation and discovery. i designate these works-in-progress with asterisks to draw attention to that fact; if there's an asterisk, the work is currently in-progress and subject to much change, but i also warmly welcome you to that transitional space, should a broader listening and thinking experience appeal to you. when the asterisks disappear, i've decided it's as good as i can get it and i'm moving on... aka that one's "done."

thanks for stopping in.

peace!
***UPDATE 6/27/22: this record is almost done. a few more edits to a couple of tracks, but i'm pretty much fried on it and have run out of enthusiasm for a lot of it, BUT! i shall try to give it a proper polish over the next couple of weeks or so. but, yeah, getting close.

PEACE

nda aka w/t
6.27.22

XXX

***surely you know i'm horrified by all of this, which i why i'm making cringe-worthy songs about it. YOU might be better than that, but I'm not. I'm an antagonist and not super great at just celebrating what's "good." I'm moreso obsessed with spinning the awful into cartoonish antiquated error. Sorry if i'm not as sophisticated as you! I'm still trying to dismantle the misogynistic, patriarchal, white supremacist, capitalist pedagogy. My method is absurdism. Also, I'm a bit of a psychic slut myself. I'm not saying I'm paving the way, but I've felt like shit for a number of years so I dunno. I just wanna believe the monster isn't as powerful as it seems. You might be more of a delicious dish than my skinny ass, but the monster is insatiable, so I'm going down too. FTW!
7.16.22.
(More edits coming, but done soon.)

update 8/20/22:
so, ok, this record is basically "done," which essentially means, I'm done with IT, ie. I'm bored and can't really stand it anymore. I mean it sounds alright. For something that came from zero to this in what, approximately Feb to August working at a pace of less than 2 days a week overall probably, I'd say: "it's fine." Yeah, I do wish it sounded better, and it was more cohesive and intelligent, and less pervy and all that shit. WHATEVER. It is what it is. I like that more. As usual, I had amazing visions of what I could accomplish, and, as usual, I fell short of those visions. Good. I still hear and feel improvement in the process, and I hope you do too. I'm here to play the long game, and I'm excited to move on to the next project, which I think will be the one I envisioned to do before this one, which is still on my radar as TRASH TALK RADIO. I'm gonna be forging forward with a new computer and an updated version of Logic. Perhaps after the next collection I'll move back over to Ableton, which I really enjoyed with Xxxtra Cream. For now, though it isn't official, this one is right on the edge of the cliff, about to fall into the category of "finished." I'll let you know when it's done done of course, and at that time you'll also be able to find it on streaming, where I'll receive .003 cents per stream. Feel encouraged to tell your friends, and try to follow some of my links to merch. After all, you wouldn't want me to go to jail for stealing, right?! I'm more of your loitering type. Be kind, love yourself immensely, and take risks! I'm pulling for you, and I believe in you exactly the same amount that you believe in yourself!
xoxox ndawt

update, 8.23.22. I think I might be done with this one. Edited/added on "Show and the Power" (added "(Professional Musician)" part). My Father, Pat, died a few hours ago. I think he'd probably like this album.

what an indictment that our greatest fantasy is peace

UPDATE 9/2/22. I mean, I guess it's "DONE." I still have to add lyrics (you should read the lyrics as you listen!) to I think "Groan"... but yeah, today was the day I set for myself as the cut off as Bandcamp sent out email about today being a "Bandcamp Friday," plus I'm headed to ATL/FLA on Tuesday so I want to be done by then also. As usual, it's not EXACTLY where I'd like it to be as a finished musical product, but that isn't the only point. So while I didn't get to work on it as much as I'd hoped I'd get to over these last couple of weeks, I do feel I can accept this record where it is and let it out so to speak. For me, I'm not just learning how to craft the music I imagine, but also how to let go of some of my hopes. I'm still in training, and likely will always be. I hope I continue to feel as I do, that I'm getting a little bit closer to idea-result unity every step of the way. I also feel like this record in particular marks a kind of significant milestone. I think I've mentioned that milestone in the music. I've feel I've grown a lot over the past couple years as well, to the point that I feel like this is the end of whiff trophy version 2 (I feel like version 1 ended in 2017). So, weirdly, version 1 was from 2007-2017 (10 years), and V2.0 from 2017-now (2022) (5 years)....HALFING THE UPTAKE! (That excites me). But, palpably, I feel like I'm at a transition, and as is always the case, I hope that in future productions I'll be able to more clearly articulate the music i imagine.. this transition suggests I might be on track. It offers hope and hinting at the very least, enough for me to be excited to carry on (sorry for using the "passive voice" to my 10th grade Lit teacher Mrs. Jacobsen! (who read students' homework at red lights!! FREAK! Am I still allowed to call someone a freak? I like my writers like I like my neighbors: FREAKY. To conclude, allow me to belabor the pathos+ethos of this whiff trophy experience: It is definitely a process of learning how to approach/evoke/shape ideas and give them form; to create a product and history of that journey simultaneously. Hopefully there are things that sound "almost there," but the overall sense is that it "mostly made it." I want others to feel in hearing this stuff that they too could do it. Any of it. My Sun square Saturn tells me they can even do it "better," and my Venus square Jupiter says I've got the artistic obsession, but lack talent... Hopefully my dedication will carry the deficit, and we will all shine in the glory of our own unique self love, sharing kindness with others from a place of plenty and gratitude. If your eyes touch this, know that you are loved. Walk and dance in that sureness. You have an infinite supply of jam. Lick the tasty sugar and enjoy what might just be the last antagonistically-long whiff trophy record. I'm looking forward to jammin with ya.

w/t 9/2/22 SEA:WA

as always, thank you for being here.


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