Marowhack

by Stephen Brunton

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Lyrics by Stephen Brunton
Music by Stephen Brunton except "Feeling This" produced by Mozart Van Robot, "Peter Puppy" produced by Thugmasta J, and "Bebe Plz Bebe No (DJ Roborob Remix)" produced by DJ Roborob.

Mixed by Stephen Brunton
Mastered by DJ Roborob

Marowhack Album Art by Chelsea Maldonado

Special Thanks to Emma Judge, James Bartlam, Chris Binding, Mark Polley, and Steffeny Messinger

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released June 1, 2015

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Track Name: Feeling This
get down with the type b personality
an abnormality with a rad vocabulary
hadouken down right feirce, down nice beers
raise your glass and give me a cheers
dont worry but we goin on a journy promptly
desitination vocation situation aint jolly
but highly rewardin high scoring on the daily
aromatic fantastic you added a bay leaf
and now your cookin, good looking out
at the gig or on your laptop, you got clout
take a swig, mix some crap pop with yer whisky
obvious rhyme but whatever, im frisky
risky, flip the proverbial coin twice
heads do over and tales feel nice
no wrong answer i dutifly truthfully regail
hammer that ale til you look pale

if your feelin this put your hands up
jumpin around like a volcanic erruption
pumpin the ground like your startin construction
feelin this? put your hands up
if your ready for noise put your hands in the air
pullin more shapes than a yoga instructer
wrap round me like a boa, i trust ya
ready for noise? put your hands in the air

entirely drownin in sexy today
im perspirin down vex me every which way
i cant compete yeah you folks are neat
like you just paired up each pair of cleats
like you invested in a short back and sides
but even if you didnt, i just peep at your eyes
and i know your here for a good time good rhymes
good dimes good lines, and im fully equipped
like my quips were usb powered, i tower
over other MC's like a tree to the flower
they may smell better but i got stronger roots
you can cut into my skin and i wont find it uncooth
tattoo's at first glance dont reveal much
but your probably right if you have a hunch
in a deeper meaning seeming to invade your dreaming
im the rapper you can say not seeing is believing


if your feelin this put your hands up
jumpin around like a volcanic erruption
pumpin the ground like your startin construction
feelin this? put your hands up
if your ready for noise put your hands in the air
pullin more shapes than a yoga instructer
wrap round me like a boa, i trust ya
ready for noise? put your hands in the air

if your got the red wine goin full throttle
down that bottle and report to the dancefloor
if your pop shots down your throat no joke take a toke
and then report to the dance floor
checkin out the pout of your desired sire or heiress dont retire
, report to the dance floor
and if standin at the side with your hands at your sides
then join my side report to the dance floor


if your feelin this put your hands up
jumpin around like a volcanic erruption
pumpin the ground like your startin construction
feelin this? put your hands up

if your ready for noise put your hands in the air
pullin more shapes than a yoga instructer
wrap round me just like a boa, i trust ya
ready for noise? put your hands in the
Track Name: Bebe Plz Bebe No
I blunder, in wonder,
Im never unemcumbered
The thunder, thats under,
the clouds i tore asunder
rain down like
they king of all the mole people
a little bit like
chesterfields crooked steeple
Im a tourist attraction, I get a reaction
but mostly because somewhere I went wrong
I give hugs like nods that acknowledge you exist
tumblr suggests i should perhaps desist
hand over fist, I adjust my blinkers
and take my place among the higher thinkers
coz after all the cost is as little as contentment
I can give that right up, and carry the resentment
people think i think i am better than them
but i just think im better than i was
people think i hate to say im one of the men
and i would prefer a female boss
but all im doing is chewing facts like gum
i want fun and for that to happen then some people
need to get up on my level right now
if everybody was a candidate, then wow!
but then again i trust myself as far as i can backflip
and you know that aint far coz im rockin me some man tits
quick wit tempered with a healthy depression
dont know if im a futurist or pulling for regression
question everything on a daily basis
would be better of if in the mirror i was faceless
basic, thatd be heaven sent
loss of innocence occours when you figure you are different

baby please, baby no

hang on just a sec while i wreck
deck you out with just thisd a concept
hang on just a sec while i wreck
deck you out with a concept


come on bebe get it together
weather the storm whatever you clever
sever ties to the preconcieved, believe
that you an me got this shit on lock
no shock wont stop so hot, candid
when it comes life kickin ass, planned it
call me a social justice warrior
not upset with that monniker
but hold on i aint noble, selfish
equipped with a cold exterior, shellfish
steal culture whenever im able, elvis
whatever i try im boned, pelvis
cant hold a candle to any example, face it
cant handle carrying a mantle, basic
bebe please bebe no i dont kno fo sho
direct me where i need to go.
precious snowflake wait its all at stake
mate its a mistake for me to take the cake
hate the reprobates flying the dickhead flag
so proudly, looks to me like a rag
dagnabbit, goddamnit, i- i just grabbed it
farnsworth, i dont wanna be on this planet
you sure be in for a lot of scorn
if you griefin the circumstance of being born
a certain way, say, how about a discourse
not a boy who minds being wrong for sure
guess im proud of the urge to learn and grow
you wanna stop that bebe please! bebe no.
bebe thankyou, because im not the most intelligent
the luxery of sharing infomation it is heaven sent
pay my rent in wishing people could be respected
even though a difference is detected
Track Name: Love Beds
Summer, Winter, Breakfast, Dinner
Loser, winner, fatter, thinner
There be a place that I long to be
snuggled up so warm and comfy
Vertical, on me back or me side
but never ever lay on my belly thats right
I got more pillows than pairs of jeans
Bedsheets are clean, except for a puddle
Of drool that pools in the shape of a whale with a tail
Recall dreams on facebook i regail
Got two beds side by side its so nice
Like to call it God size
Sleep pulls me under, hell yeah i love to slumber
Dreamland unencumbered I escape from words and numbers
its a wonder I ever have time to bust
Not a big fan of waking up

Depressed people are the best
At sleeping in at getting rest
I pass the test I guarantee
You dont love beds as much as me

Protip, know anyone on medication?
Clinical Depression be their situation
And you have the frustration of buying a bed?
Bring them along and use their head
They will test mattresses, queen or double
Pick the best with zero trouble
Because the depressed love beds of course
Should see me crafting a bedfort
Taught the ways through experience
A decent bed got me delirious
Im a grown man, I do what I like
This morning, this afternoon or tonight
Its gonna be so tight, boxers and a tee
you can feel free to come hang with me
You can chill you can chat and you can play
But there aint no way Im getting out the duvet
Track Name: Shitty Internet
Im Peeking at the juxtoposition
Like going sailing while locked in prison
I saw a message, it made me frown
"Happy Birthday Dude! Keep your head down!"

Evidence proved that he clicked like
I'd be sure tonight to hit him up on Skype
The thing said he was about to type
Before his avatar said offline.

Mate, was he under attack?
Espionage, his internet jacked?
Then he was back, as quick as a flash;
"Man, the internet is shitty in Iraq"

The conversation carried, he didnt miss a step
But I had to excuse myself, for a cigarette.
Track Name: Peter Puppy
I must not fear
fear is the mind killer
fear is the little death that brings total oblivion

Got the sidekick syndrome thats my home
an adequate zone please give this dog a bone
though i gots to keep it together, i try
cant let down such a groovy guy
aint got it in check, i dont know
my body gets wrecked, just like a psycrow
another personality inside of me, abnormality
and that dude aint known for restraint
see the universe handily but i tell ya candidly
feels like buttville, im the taint
im peter puppy, know you love me
Snot and Jim we be a trinity
Traveling to Heck and back, its stacked
but if ish GOES wrong then I attack
my cohorts o course wi th a critical strike
and that discourse is a typical gripe

one day im gonna end up dead
let the power inside take over, dread
cant let that happen, i got cred
so i go see professor monkey for a head
i tell him what happens, we just rappin
im the first mate, jims the captain
and we do work, but when im scared
unprepared, then my clothes tear
im a bohemoth, not to be fucked with
but i got no control, no way to live
i erupt just like the puss
when we stomp queen slug for a butt
i try listen to the professors advice
but hell, he got his own strife
he gotta deal like all the time
not too enamoured with his cosign
Confide in princess whatshername
but she dont care man she's too vain
thats it man, im on the cusp
wait jim dont stand on my foot
good thing in the song i was not wrong
he got a super suit to make him really super strong
the fact he deals with this strife of mine
makes him the greatest hero of all time

GROWL ME NO LIKE BEING HURT
SMELL YOU COMING IM ALERT
ME BEAST EAT CHEW AND BITE
YOU TASTE LIKE WORM, ALRIGHT
ROAR, ME GET PURPLE SPIKES
FUCKIN YOU UP TONIGHT
BITE BITE, YOU DIDNT KNOW
CHEWIN EVERYTHING, TORNADO
OM NOM NOM, SO TASTY
EVERYTHING TASTE GOOD TO ME
WAIT, TICKLE? HA HA HA
HAHAA HAHA hahahaha
Track Name: World Creating Business
Here we have a schizophrenic as delusional as they come
He decides he does not need a medic and instead has some fun

Cabals conspire creating my cell
Dwell in the fashionable bit of hell
Thats swell for them, not so for me
Im picking a potion of positivity
Naivete, weild it as a weapon
I got the stars Im your selected
Direction, correction, I aint got a path
Unless you could the bottle of Almondac
Invincible my toughts are indivisible
Demands and commands are subtle, subliminal
No criminal unless you count the torrents
Of torrential spit I deliver with promise
With these tools I soon escape
To face a fate of making the people shake
Skate in a quake I like the carnage
Hell, I love the carnage
Its a playground compared to before
Facing walls I made, adorned
With a whole bunch of nothing, no loss
Damn! I feel the boss!

Im in the world creating business
Made an underworld, with a prison
Made for myself, it didnt impress
So I left it twisted in a schism

We find here a schizophrenic as delusional as they come
He invests is meager amount of credit in vials of beer and rum

Got an unseen team puppeteering my dreams
Its incorporeal, not what it seems
And I should know because I cooked em up
Mixed em together, and watched em errupt
Half-baked but wait you know I took the cake
Another laundry list of mistakes, wait
Needed me some medication
Settled on inebriation
Whoops! Well c'est la vie
I didnt treat me like a deity
More like a clown that makes me frown
Screaming get it together in a night gown
No longer trusting my subconscious
I feud with it, drop hits like watch this
Flee the world imagination designed
Because actually yes, I do mind
Rattle the cage untamed the rage
Turn the page and shun the leash
Should know better, a boy of my age
I got a congregation of one, preach

Im in the world creating business
Made an underworld, with a prison
Made for myself, it didnt impress
So I left it twisted in a schism
Track Name: The Sunday Situation
Been four days since I took my medication
Feel worthless on purpose thats my situation
Like a pig in muck i pretend that zero fucks
Are given but no that aint the life that im livin
Dont know if id prefer the patience or the pride
The persona projected or the person inside
On the real, I root for the underdog
But i dont follow suit dont go whole hog
Fake it til you make it i pretend to be a failure
I am the leaves on the track, gonna derail ya
Pretending like this stuff dosnt matter
But theres nobody buying that chatter
Posit all the comets and the stars aint alligned
Intertwine my crimes with my points of pride
Ill say one thing: if youre happy i wont stop ya
But if you got what i do, go see the fucking doctor
Cant last with all these mistakes biting my ass
I just wanna go to class and get a decent pass
Learn a trade get paid, escape from this hole
But its so damn gorgeous that i want to call it home
The verge of tears nah man its never near
Ever clear that this is the path on which i steer
Dip my toe in like 13 different scenes
They get better as they melt away, like icecream
I wanna be cyclops, leadin with that clout
But im more like maggott, reviled and written out
Waitin impatiently for labels to get me
Id be so damn good at being a celebrity
But no local hero im an internet zero
Noone bumps my shit, i should just quit yo
First thing id do is delete my facebook
Just to find out how much time it took
To start hating, like i did with television
Dont miss those tubes and now i got a better vision
Man fuck me, my beat-jackin presumption
I got no gumption i barely function
As bad at bein human as i am at chess
I am the fools-mate, usually my quest
Is to win, but my tactic is "dont come last"
No wonder these oppertunitys leave fast
Got my tarrot read to try and get a clue
My two main cards were the artist and the fool
Yeah, sounds right, I was always the clown
And if you dont like this song then ill fuckin take it down
Track Name: Bebe Plz Bebe No (DJ Roborob Remix)
I blunder, in wonder,
Im never unemcumbered
The thunder, thats under,
the clouds i tore asunder
rain down like
they king of all the mole people
a little bit like
chesterfields crooked steeple
Im a tourist attraction, I get a reaction
but mostly because somewhere I went wrong
I give hugs like nods that acknowledge you exist
tumblr suggests i should perhaps desist
hand over fist, I adjust my blinkers
and take my place among the higher thinkers
coz after all the cost is as little as contentment
I can give that right up, and carry the resentment
people think i think i am better than them
but i just think im better than i was
people think i hate to say im one of the men
and i would prefer a female boss
but all im doing is chewing facts like gum
i want fun and for that to happen then some people
need to get up on my level right now
if everybody was a candidate, then wow!
but then again i trust myself as far as i can backflip
and you know that aint far coz im rockin me some man tits
quick wit tempered with a healthy depression
dont know if im a futurist or pulling for regression
question everything on a daily basis
would be better of if in the mirror i was faceless
basic, thatd be heaven sent
loss of innocence occours when you figure you are different

hang on just a sec while i wreck
deck you out with just thisd a concept
hang on just a sec while i wreck
deck you out with a concept

come on bebe get it together
weather the storm whatever you clever
sever ties to the preconcieved, believe
that you an me got this shit on lock
no shock wont stop so hot, candid
when it comes life kickin ass, planned it
call me a social justice warrior
not upset with that monniker
but hold on i aint noble, selfish
equipped with a cold exterior, shellfish
steal culture whenever im able, elvis
whatever i try im boned, pelvis
cant hold a candle to any example, face it
cant handle carrying a mantle, basic
bebe please bebe no i dont kno fo sho
direct me where i need to go.
precious snowflake wait its all at stake
mate its a mistake for me to take the cake
hate the reprobates flying the dickhead flag
so proudly, looks to me like a rag
dagnabbit, goddamnit, i- i just grabbed it
farnsworth, i dont wanna be on this planet
you sure be in for a lot of scorn
if you griefin the circumstance of being born
a certain way, say, how about a discourse
not a boy who minds being wrong for sure
guess im proud of the urge to learn and grow
you wanna stop that bebe please! bebe no.
bebe thankyou, because im not the most intelligent
the luxery of sharing infomation it is heaven sent
pay my rent in wishing people could be respected
even though a difference is detected