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Galactic Dinosaur Patrol

by BType

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1.
Party Robot 03:50
Party Robot Verse1 Preprogrammed for romance, recalibrate dance moves Pistons ignite so tight, don dance shoes Execute operation schmooze, virus propaganda Facebook party planner, internet is my veranda Clanger, speaking raps like I’m rapping to rockers No Clanky Robo, but yo, I’m a show stopper Got the mathematical music Yessir I choose it, inspirational, loose it Cybernetic, come and get it, androids and droids Rock like asteroids, but we not in the void Got the flow chart start, down to an art Does the party suck? If yes drink hard It’s a risky life, get whiskey on ice Rechargeable so, yo, I afford the price like twice Getting liquid lubrication A unique fascination with playing like station Play to win, my brain and skin Inform me in binary of chemicals within Party Robot, gigabytes of lost nights A muddled up mess of shots and sprites Format regrets and wins in recycle bins Graphical User Interface in me eyelids Try this quickly, slickly, don’t get circuit-bored Daunting Possibility like a world war Chorus When I say Party, you say Robot Party! Robot! Party! Robot! (x4) Verse 2 Party-time, RSVP in binary Anybody would think my circuitry’s hurting me Pizza extra cheese like “Oh yes please!” Heat it up with lazer beams Electric Dreams of Electric Sheep Robot chickadees in bikinis The axels grinding finding the dance Mechanical moves have got you entranced Welcome all to my abode Beautiful hexadecimal colour code In you face bass, the place is booming Power is losing, run flat, you’re choosing To pre-empt any bit of that programming Invite the humans lets get to spamming Playing beer pong with a pulse grenade Recycling schematics visa vie getting laid No retort to my docking board, high score Orbit the chassis, we do it hard core You know machines to like to screw Erotic Beep-Boop, R2-D2 Me three, what four, well why the hell not Enjoying this immortal life that we got Doing fine, rocking out so sublime To Supercommuter, and Optimus Rhyme Chorus
2.
I promise I wont kill you I might possibly ignore you do you ask a blind human if his stick is going to hit you no you dont that would be stupid no the human brain is fluid im not haunted or possessed i just have problems with my head Rocking this track from a player in your backpack sit at the back, look books, your stacked studying your vocation, destination happens to be the place your getting education frustrated with the transport, lets say, metro pass your heads gate by Gateshead, my flow needs pumping up, play with the volume now it feels like your all alone in your room sound leaks, transport cohorts ears peak hearing your headphones from the next seat audiable, but not quite clearly thats how voices sound to me im psychotic, hey now stop it well aware you might be scared of this hot topic voices aint saying to kill you next they saying "im a caveman and i like chess" very very sorry if that dissapoints not usually the aim with btype joints but rocking my brain is a bit of an issue im ok, dont need a tissue if you wish to ask a question ill divulge, perscription medicine but right away theres something to know im not gonna kill you, no Bibble bibble bibble brain im insane its no big deal rappers saying they psychotic well that trophy i have got it Bibble bibble bibble brain im insane its no big deal trying to educate about my ills which are ok, im on my pills Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (I am fine) No doctor but I got patience cant alter brainwaves like the hatian man, maybe i am insane "Heroes" reference this day and age Anyway, task at hand, understand even if the voices did have a plan not like i could not just go "no" im not smart enough to manipulate me so Its gibberish, but not harmless makes me wonder and second guess embarrassed in a quiet room, like "What?" Interupt the middle of instructions, forgot distract from sleep its weak but rather this than a different affliction in me not likely to bury you in my yard but probably will forget my cash card breif aside, i wonder about life there are benefits, yes, but if i was alright would i not need help, and be way better or just as bad and not getting that cheddar ill never know, 5 years undiagnosed nose down in a pint to close a lid on it so i can sleep at night not right but im fine writing this alright Bibble bibble bibble brain im insane its no big deal rappers saying they psychotic well that trophy i have got it Bibble bibble bibble brain im insane its no big deal trying to educate about my ills which are ok, im on my pills Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (I am fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (im fine) Im fine (I am fine)
3.
FIFA! Zelda! 02:31
Verse 1 Chilling in my pad like maxi Wait and see, the tax-man will tax me Got errands to run, its zero fun But I got a joy-pad so you know I aint glum Rolling cigarettes, no regrets, has the kettle boiled yet My debt can step off G, have a cup of tea Reintroduce myself, name is Steve To “E”s in there, but I’ll double drop em later When I feel snappy and cold, alligator Do me a favour, lock all me doors Its a party by meself, how we do in nerdcore Wanna join me? Ok. Why not? Sure Try this, party in absolute silence Maybe I’ll ask you whatcha doing? Sincerely hope you don’t mind this Party of the year, it’s a shoe-in Chorus FIFA! Zelda! FIFA! Zelda! Terrible at both, man, terrible at both! (x4) Verse 2 Living room sits six, hot drinks, I’m Link Plenty of jars with fairies within Nice and slim, left handed, feeling candid Just lost the game, oh man, goddammit Jam it in the console, graphics take hold I don’t like this game it’s slow and old Some life the same, it grows so cold I got a fan-base as a cryable shoulder Coz you know I’m getting older, getting over Got myself a band, and some mates But the state I’m in? It’s a loner I’m ripping it spitting it doing it daily Reinvent, circumvent the circuit bent, rock it lately Crazy hazy maybe gents and ladies will choose Not to avoid me like rabbies like a case of scabies I scratch the itch, chilling here making taxmen rich Wait! Reunite with the beat Chorus
4.
Rachel 03:45
Rachel Verse 1 We got integrally important drinking to do Formed a posse, a crew, and a bunch of dudes Which includes you, which explains the reason That me and my mates have planned a meeting A rendezvous of such unrestrained drunkitude No choice in the matter so don’t be a douche Im not being rude, not saying you are one But if you much as an hour has gone And you’re not in Passion, sipping Jager-bombs Then your quest to not be a douche has gone wrong And we can’t have that, hence the chorus incoming Is half super serious, and half not funning Me, your fella, and some mates of mine Need to save the world, through drinking wine And you’ve been recruited, it’s not convoluted The mission is one to which you are suited Chorus Rachel! Don’t be a douchebag Don’t be a douchebag (x4) Verse 2 Boring craic, all “Work in the morning! Deadlines! Errands!” Hashtag Boring Don’t get me snoring, we got a good buzz Everybody now: One of us! Less fuss And no, you don’t need to get changed Just town on a Thursday, don’t act strange We getting untamed, our fame is well renown I thought I told y’all that we came to get down And listen, I don’t make the rules Which I did, I don’t! I know about school And honestly your presentation will go way better Get the sympathy vote being under the weather Who knows what level of inspiration Will bust forth through liquid lubrication? Designation of drivers needs to discussion 25 minutes’ walk, 15 if you’re rushing! Chorus
5.
Human Girls 03:09
Verse 1 Ok, here’s the scoop Been out of the world a while, out of the loop Need a reboot, rest, relaxation So I pick a planet, then I pick a nation Explanation, I’m galactic, a captain Of my own space ship, laser beams attacking All the while rapping, interplanetary conquest Best their finest warriors, then I play a set Just for fun. Me and my band Know what blue boobs look like under three suns But I’m feeling glum, sometimes its a waste Eskimo kissing girls with no nose on their face I cannot relate, like “Remember Looney Tunes?” She assumes that’s a slight against a psycho singer dude I’m feeling crude, kind of wish I was curled Up in bed, all warm with a human girl Chorus Human Girls! You got your shit together! Oh yeah! Verse 2 Don’t wanna travel, I’m tired of waiting You gotta tick a box called Homosapien Tried escaping my culture, mistake! Aliens picked at my like vultures, I wait For the right kind of creature, giving me a hard on Based on earth, based on carbon Went exploring all the planets above But in 1G gravity is where I kind love Hive mind girls go behind your back Spread gossip from the second that they show you their rack Reptile planet? I couldn’t fit in Couldn’t warm their blood, and I couldn’t shed my skin Clan made of clouds, they aint all there And the Martian girls, not a one had hair! Robot planet, all programmed for evil And don’t get me started on the crab people! Chorus Verse 3 So I found a chickadee, a life form like me When she drinks too much she don’t sweat, she pees! Two knees two legs two feet two eyes Two ears two hands two boobs two thighs And only one heart, with more capacity Than this one rock where they have seventy three We read the same kind of clocks, get the same kind of shocks Not being racist cosplaying Mr. Spock Got contemporary pop on lock, no regrets There is a planet where the songs are polka dub step Mixed with beat box, not played with the mouth But body parts found further south And we live in a house, not a hollowed out mouse Not a tunnel underground or a bigger person’s mouth I am not a loser, I know we in the future But I don’t wanna have to re-write karma sutra I wanna High-5 I don’t wanna high-paws I wanna hold hands, not claws No meteor storms discussing weather Human girls, yep, you got it together! Chorus
6.
Chorus Godzilla Stomp! I’m not mean! Whoops lookie there I destroyed your city Godzilla Stomp! You so angry Ha! Only Godzilla can judge me Godzilla Stomp! Go away! Or let me retreat back into the sea Godzilla Stomp! Sweet relief You know? Only Godzilla can Judge me Verse 1 Oh My God. I mean Oh B-Type! I do what I like, tonight it’s alright Ignite into a fight or chill like I was ice Twice or thrice, quadruple the fives That are high in dives inside my mind Never in a bind, like my cold blooded kin If I’m restrained then I shed my skin From time to time my rhymes aint kind Blind rage compensates for my liver I deliver A little bit of hilarity And a little bit of banter for those in my vicinity So quick-er-ly, (that’s quickly but faster) Don’t bow down there for your master But instead nod your head like it’s full of steam Time too go solo, join my team! Chorus Verse 2 Did you know that there be a robot version of me? For the sake of diction description, Mecha-B Be the name that I see that’s typed in the lyrics Notepad file, this is getting Meta innit? Anyway, what I say is Mecha-B, or Mecha-Me Will dutifully destroy B-Type, RIP That’s the plan man, the time spent in Japan Basically spawned a fan, in a tin can! You know what they say about flattery, batteries In Mecha-B be running flat tryna imitate me No-one celebrates me harder than my enemies Even though, honestly, they come up to my knees Put the “illa” in Godzilla, you know it’s true Put the G-O-D-Z there too Because Godzilla is me, B-Type’s Steve And, only Godzilla can Judge me! Chorus

about

Welcome to the debut of the B-Type band! While B-Type began as a solo project in 2010, Winter of 2012 saw B-Type evolve into a full live band, integrating keyboards, acoustic guitar, and beat-box to craft a unique line-up that has been travelling around the country playing shows and having fun!

We have many, many songs! These 6 were chosen to showcase the sounds and styles we yo-yo between, both lyrically and phonically. The result is as eclectic as we could get in five tracks, and we our damn proud of the result!

There have been many trials and tribulations in getting this release out. While we were blessed to work with two amazing producers, get blown away by the album artist, as well as the support from those who backed us on Indiegogo, we also suffered several setbacks, including deportation from America!

With that said, we could not be prouder to have this out, and cannot wait to see you in person and show you these songs, and more, in the scenario we are most comfortable: Rocking out on stage!
Thanks to the fans, contributors, and our contemporaries, who have made this thing way greater than the sum of its parts!

Any support we can get, be it reviews, adds, gigs, purchases, or messages, help feed this ridiculous Megazord we have created!

As for you, yes you reading this! There are a bazillion bands out there, and for you to give us some attention, to even check us out and allow us some of your time, is humbling and we thank you unreservedly for it!

And finally, this sentence is here so not every single one ended in an exclamation point.......psyche!

credits

released August 1, 2014

Beatbox - James "Cyber Byte" Bartlam
Guitar - Chris Binding
Keyboard - Lottie Kordbarlarg
Vocals and Lyrics - Stephen "B" Brunton

Tracks 1+6 Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by Mike Blakey
Tracks 2-5 Recorded, Mixed and Mastered by Kenji Run

Album Art by Henshin Hero Design

All songs composed by B-Type except Human Girls composed by Kenji Run

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BType Sunderland, UK

8bit Hiphop, also known as Chip-Hop, is what you find from BType. Known for high energy live shows, super catchy choruses and a punk rock attitude to rapping, BType hold the torth for British Nerdcore.

Playing across the United Kingdom and even in Europe and the USA, BType love adventuring, and would love to hear from you about playing your event!

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