RHYMES 'N' PUNS 'N' SHIT

by LOSTBOYEVSKY

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"RHYMES 'N' PUNS 'N' SHIT" is a play on "Crime and Punishment," the classic novel by Fyodor Dostoyevsky. This album is about the void.

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released March 3, 2015

mastered by: Amizu - soundcloud.com/officialamizu

cover art by: OGALALA / Christopher Kerouac

mixes by: Amizu, shini❦gvmi, Jesse White

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1. shini❦gvmi 2. Hot Sugar 3. BIG BABY GANDHI 4. WOLFSHIRT 5. Darq E Freaker 6. OGALALA 7. _gyms 8. gloggy 9. Gold Panda

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Track Name: IMMANENTIZE THE ESCHATON
Drawing pictures of myself, call me Frida Kahlo
Hoping everybody loves me, Ray Ramano
I play the bongos, feast upon a plate of nachos
Zany gato climate shifting see my mangy poncho
Blaze cilantro till skies no longer seem grey
Mildly ashamed I used to listen to greenday
This is Hakim Bey clandestine dream spray
To cleave chains and breathe flames at those who deceive Jane
Doe. Probably mutilate your Gucci shades
Queef on your satin sheets then bounce down to Uruguay
Or some shit. I'm sincere plus jesting, checkmate
Launching Roman candles at pastors who pontificate
Omnipotaint, like ever-present nad-skin
Batshit, wild thornberry I got rad kin
The lad wins at cards against humanity
Listening to Busdriver playing final fantasy
Rabid beasts found in online comments sections
Quote unquote discussion is clusterfuck upon inspection
Onto next one immanentize the eschaton! (Loud prophetic)
Nah jk just satirize the upper eschalons
on some Onion shit, Americas number 1 news source
Or rebel like Camus, that means you too, dorks! (Weird loud)
Fuck guillotines, water boarding, and lobotomies
Let's build a global village via open source ecology
Cop an Earthship or... Geodesic dome
Bucky fuller swag on the Neolithic clones
Forreal go Google Valhalla movement Joe
Let's kickstart a greenhouse, post up in New Mexico
Get them solar panels, plant up shrooms and cabbage quick
Trill Self-sufficient like on some Edward Abbey shit
Piss off the front porch, live minimalistic
Brew craft beer, go organic, no frozen fishsticks
Egads, the masses will probably say we're bonkers
While they work all year long just to spend it at Yonkers
Track Name: HERD TO ÜBERMENSCH
(Chorus x1)

Started from the herd now we ubermensch
Started from the herd now my cohort's fucking uber
Started from the herd now we ubermensch
It'd be pretty cool if we could really be ubermensch

Overmen, overwomen, word to Nietzsche
Hurdle human nature so quick you couldn't see us
Used to be camels and lions, now we kids yo
Emphatically fucked off all dragons, sorta mythical
More rebellious than Camus, broader than Shamoo
Contain multitudes like Whitman, flow like Danube
Will to power game too beastly
Like Friedrich freaking a chica in a tricked-out Sebring
The hyperrealest, call us Baudrillard
Hahahaha, JK, irresponsible, so DR (Das Racist!)
Brought back more notes from the underground than Fyodor
Got shot in the chest but kept speaking like we were Theodore
Roosevelt, verily with Vonnegut's endurance
Plus no regrets like we were prepared for eternal recurrence
American misfits, Flannery O'Connor, thought you knew us!
Declaring more gods deceased than Zarathustra
But still soarin' (Soren), we're Kid Cudi Kierkegaards
More cryptic than Derrida, peep the differance
And hairier than Karl Marx, check the stubble, dude
Pale kings infinitely jesting, DFW
Young Shel Silversteins indulge superfluous play
Plus we'd walk away from Omelas faster than Ursula K
Innocence plus experience, Will Blake as the sidekick
Metamorphosizing but Kafka couldn't write this
World not too much with us, make Wordsworth proud
Forever memorable protagonists like Goethe's Faust
Carl G. Jung couldn't classify our archetypes
Oscar Wilde wit, we're feeling kinda snarky, right
Controversial as Leary, making fools hecka livid
Operation: escape the doll house, someone dial Henrik Ibsen
Weirder than Edgar Allen, write in deranged voices
Better portraits of the young artists than James Joyce's
Live more deliberately than Uncle Thoreau
In touch with sexualities unknown to Foucalt
Like Asimov conjur space worlds with flying saucers
In Dream visions more fantastic than those penned by Chaucer
Forest-beauty-nature-gasms akin to John Muir
And we shout messages more urgent than those of Paul Revere
The psychos analyze more enigmas than Freud
With a passion for social justice, W.E.B. DuBois
Style of rap colder than a Jack London winter
Not homophobic, would probably smooch Allen Ginsberg

(Chorus x2)

Started from the herd now we ubermensch
Started from the herd now my cohort's fucking uber
Started from the herd now we ubermensch
It'd be pretty cool if we could really be ubermensch
Track Name: DRAGONBALL Z ON A MACBOOK
Gadzooks, Dragonball Z on a Macbook
Wow, Japanese anime on a Macbook
In YouTube in Internet in a Macbook
Damn, what the fuck is a Macbook?

I'm drinking beer, watching Vegeta fight Kid Buu
Shit's beautiful like El Prado; that's in Madrid fool
Lost boy, a joker who plays super metroid
Why you so serious like Cell if he had hemorrhoids hah
Move through a strange place where water's branded
Dabble in cryptic language, ponder the sanskrit
Life too momentary to miss out on delicious sleep
Prefer dreamscapes; you don't know the one-sixteenth
Hah, that's one half to the fourth power
Aim to use rhyme to erect my own Korin tower
Sometimes feel I live in a Macbook
have you seen the stars? jumpin' jehosaphat, look!
It's like Shenron skeeted on the night sky
But shout to modems, routers, and reliable wi-fi!
I'm building a doomsday device out of LEGOs
And commissioning a stegosaurus to tow my winnebago
Plans to go Rufio somewhere over the rainbow
Eat a bagel and shudder at thoughts of John and Jane Doe
Word, maybe I could be an eternal Gohan
Child-mind chilling on a marble that floats bra

Huhhh, Dragonball Z on a Macbook
Whaat, I'm Android 18 with this Macbook
Wow, Google owns Youtube, Macbook
Damn, how'd we make a fucking Macbook?

Woah, Bulma birthing Trunks on a Macbook
Whaat, just spent 8 hours on a Macbook
YouTube advertisements on my Macbook
What's the message of this medium? Macbook

Love the Internet, but most of it is pretty vapid
Often rap naked, but pics or it didn't happen
Hope I can still act ridiculous as a geezer
See me being iconic and a little off like Pisa
Also looking foolish and plotting schemes like Freeza
Or maybe those Namekians who thought up Giza
Like who the hell decides to construct a pyramid?
People are surreal, from Saiyan to Puritan
On my iPhone listening to Why? - Fatalist Palmistry
Murmur the song on my palm until they coffin me
Channel Master Roshi to see through the flim flam
And compose musical stimpacks like the kid Dan
You know, the 3030 Automater?
I know no things; moon brain full of fatal craters
Can you believe whales subsist off of krill, man?
Sometimes I feel inadequate like Krillin
Lightspeed world sometimes irritates me
But then other times feel right like Super Saiyan 3
I don't know, man, it's simulation and illusion
But remain calm and fornicate with your confusion

Zoinks, zensu beans on a Macbook
Woah, ghost of Steve Jobs, Macbook
Damn, we could all be connected by Macbooks
Wow, I think I love you, Macbook

Dude, Internet snake way on my Macbook
Man, Apple corporation, Macbook
1,000 US dollars for a Macbook
Wow, I think I love you Macbook

("I love you too, LOSTBOYEVSKY" [female robot voice])
Track Name: BE A WEIRDO
(quietly)

major forceful style lava macho when i gotcha rhino horn light saber after hours wafting through the wanna disco ball and criminal behavior . . .

VERSE 1

The type to read a Lorca poem then play Gears of War
Or listen to Paul Barman while contemplating dinosaurs
Diplosaurus, one of five open Wikipedia tabs
But right now I'm tweeting about intercourse and beast fat
Diseased raps, I think I'm loonier than Raoul Duke
This is a failure to communicate, Cool Hand Luke
But say anything! Celebrate chaotic thought sparks!
Dadaism, human trafficking, Joaquin Phoenix, Walmart
INSTALL ART in illegal or unlikely places
Baffle, disrupt, encourage spike lee phases
We could all stop what we're doing and make out
Abandon the city, buy pianos, create sounds
Confession: I lack a soft spot for concrete and steel
Claustrophobic in these crowds, At times forget how to feel
Only because art nurtures what is human
Am I not a barcoded cyborg in a bad sci-fi movie
Only because art nurtures what is human
Am I not a barcoded cyborg in a bad sci-fi movie (they're coming for us!)

Be a weirdo, disrupt the culture's bullshit
Or leave altogether, you know, like Thoreau did
Every little thing is gonna be hunky-dory
Abide like the dude, find your own satori

Be a weirdo, disrupt the culture's bullshit
Or leave altogether, you know, like Thoreau did
Every little thing is gonna be hunky-dory
Abide like The Dude, find your own satori

Conduct avant-grade experiments to discern a sweeter boysenberry
Might release a songbird-themed album entitled "Moist Canaries"
Or get on my Henry David and move where the trees reign
Eat a garden of funky mushrooms and discover what free means
Call me a hippie weirdo but you should know I'm beyond labels
And in touch with old magic like the dudes in those Elrond fables
I think I'm Lord Byron and Lauryn Hill's love child
Reviving the archaic---i fuck with peace pipes and sun dials
But I'm also Dostoyevsky, minus the Christianity
With a dash of Tyler the Creator's outrageous-yet-candid speech
Dismantle my mandible but you won't quell my kilowatts
I tend to rain from the sky and appear dead when I'm really not
In a chilly hostile universe I evolved to reach sentience
And built Machu Picchu, don't even mention it
The greatest thing since Arnold's grandpa said "Never eat raspberries!"
Dastardly, I'm Karl Jaspers meets ManBearPig
But enough about me, let's talk about existence folks
Wait, I think I was doing that. Did you listen close?
But enough about me, let's talk about existence folks
Wait, I think I was doing that. Did you listen close?

Be a weirdo, disrupt the culture's bullshit
Or leave altogether, you know, like Thoreau did
Every little thing is gonna be hunky-dory
Abide like The Dude, find your own satori

Be a weirdo, disrupt the culture's bullshit
Or leave altogether, you know, like Thoreau did
Every little thing is gonna be hunky-dory
Abide like The Dude, find your own satori
Track Name: DIGITAL DESCARTES
Fools' Facebook profiles are like life advertisements
"Don't you want my shit its all so happy and vibrant!"
And profile pictures are fakest smile contests
Like damn, life gets fucked up sometimes people, be honest
But fuck it all let's watch another fail compilation
The hyperreal is chill, dig the simulacra and simulation
I'm neo-Rousseau meditating on social media social contracts
"Let's agree to never see each other except on that . . .
Twitter Vine Pinterest Google Plus Snapchat"
Dudes like "look I'm cool look! two females and a snapback!"
Perhaps that's whack; it's hard to say like episcopalian
Buzzfeed lists are... um, the opposite of salient
Your first world problems sound absurd like flying newts
If you post those petty whinings I'll probably hide you
Post radical shit; the NSA might come and find you
But we accept the spies, hmmm... sign of the times dude
Social networking might be elaborate Foucaldian biopower
This new world is strange like Eddie Valentine on Rocket Power
"Follow me!" "Friend me!" "Find me on LinkedIn!"
Innovation of Loneliness; you should let that sink in
Christians spamming evidence of their dedication to Christ
And I just got back from rehab for my addiction to "likes"
I share therefore I am; call me digital Descartes
Humans love candy crush saga but hate art
I earned my pHd on Wikipedia; I stay smart
in the 'United World Nations of Google and K-Mart' (automaton)
Nannas snapping selfies, call them Instagrandmas
What an unreal progression of inventions since the camera
Who could have foreseen it? And where does it all end?
Papa Zuckerberg saying "Now we're alllll friends." (creepy voice)
Chatter all day long to forget that we're puny and dying
Perhaps a real Deltron Zero will devise a supervirus
Headline: INTERNET CRASHES, 14-YEAR-OLD BRAINS MELT
Could we go back? Would life seem like a lame hell?
People are products now; yeah, that's pretty wacky
YOU MAD BRO? No, I'm not Helga G. Pataki
The hella irony is that I'm certainly in this land too
I just like asking questions; forgive me for the rant dude
I'm browsing /r/philosophy asking, "WHAT'S SIGNIFICANT?!?!"
Wondering how Nietzsche would live if he were in this shit
Track Name: A SUPPOSEDLY FUN THING I'LL NEVER DO AGAIN
KFC double downs, pepper spray, moonshoes
4chan.org, lawn sprinklers, Juicy Fruit
P90x, BasedGod, Finn and Jake, spray tans
Cheese whiz, vicarious eating, Reddit karma, waistbands
SnapChat, snuggies, Tao Lin, Shopko
Segues, 3D printing, legalized pot smoke
Electric chairs, Earthships, Stanley Kubrick, whippits
Plastic light sabers, poke buttons, Honda Civics
Pet foxes, visectomies, RPGs, quasars
Parkor, Google Earth, BBG, gay bars
Mousepads, commercial jets, euthanasia, Vyvanse
Trust funds, skateboards, Internet rehab, iPads
M16s, tourism, surrogate mothers, Fishsticks
Ceiling fans, Mars landings, weblogs, heuristics
Dark matter, slip n slides, ouija boards, .gifs
Suicide cults, germex, hyper-fame, facelifts
X-games, watergate, Wes Anderson, life coaches
Holographic charizards, giant TVs, Spike Jonzes
Trash islands, Daniel Day Lewis, academia
Insomniacs, emoticons, Selfies, bulemia
Track Name: DO SOME COOL SHIT BEFORE YOU DIE
A lady was sure all that glittered was gold
And she bought a boatload of Twitter stock so
She could buy a penthouse, spend her days in a nice spa
Surrounded by servants, numb on Jose and Midol
Stock market crashed she shot herself at an art show
Everyone thought no, she was so smart though
No compromise rhymes, compliments of Rorschach
Poor chaps can't catch him all, Snorlax
More (w)raps than ancient mummies, don't think I'm too sane,
but life seem to need me, so i must maintain

Do some cool shit before you're dead
Do some dope stuff before you turn to bone dust
Do some cool shit before you die
Do some cool stuff before you get your skull crushed

I'm with my panda friend Demetrius, watching waking life
Little do we suspect an intruder with a quaking knife
A shattering noise we twirl I scream "who's there?"
Gads is that Julias Caesar, in women's underwear?
"Come. See. Conquer." He drones in a robotic song
Bollocks it's a roman automaton in an exotic thong
"Think fast," I holler, and chuck a destructo disk
But he deflects that shit like lint with a knuckled fist
Chuckling even, sheesh, we got a real swashbuckler
The demon grins wide, calls us cum sock sucklers
Demetrius scowls and conjurs a spirit bomb
Blasts that fearsome metal tyrant to kingdom come
A real humdinger, but the apartment's in shambles
At least we're together, D , camaraderie surely ample

Do some cool shit before you're dead
Do some dope stuff before you turn to bone dust
Do some cool shit before you're dead
Do some cool stuff before you get your skull crushed

Do some cool shit before you're dead
Do some dope stuff before you turn to bone dust
Do some cool shit before you're dead
Do some cool stuff before you get your skull crushed
Track Name: IF IT WEREN'T FOR YOU MEDDLING KIDS
loony rap art rap joke rap protest rap
existential-mystical-cageism-death rap
Umm I say we should probably occupy all rap
in the age of instant ballsacks and online sky mall-crack I
modify maps under monikers merely rocking a monacle
Melodies melt like Mount. McKinley in a Martian molten malotov
Medium and message so mixed Marshall McLuhan might misconstrue em
Metabolize menstrual MCs with more might than moody Medusa
Machinate malware to mangle megacorporations
With mild maneuvers manifesting metastasis
Mindfully mingle and ménage à trois with moist muffins
In the mystery machine then unmask malicious muggers
Who would've gotten away with it too if it weren't for us meddling kids
Mostly monotone on the mezzanine with a non-malevolent miss who
might be Mandy Moore we're watching Mojo Jojo by moonlight
while manufacturing almond milk she's mooing like a moose might
Hah not a maimer just a meta, mischievous mongoose
A cute kid who tries angles these others squares are obtuse
Track Name: PALE BLUE DOT
Pale blue dot
Earth show me the way cuz mankind kinda makes me scowl
Pale blue dot Carl Sagan Carl Sagan Carl Sagan Carl Sagan

Uh you know what mankind is... dumb and violent
I mean we're talking about the idiots who crucified Christ, kid
Not to mention Dr. King and Malcolm X. What's life, kid?
Apparently not much to so-called advanced bipeds
But really I'm not here to write peace like Einstein did
I'm probably too... jaded to even think we could find it
But if we wanted to chill we might look to Carl Sagan
Watch the cosmos and drop the not-so-gnarly rayguns
Peep quasars, photons, black holes, white dwarfs,
leptons, pulsars, antimatter, tight quarks...
"Damn, I guess we're all floating on this cool rock
Bizarre vast void, and we're on a pale blue dot
Every human ever took shits on this random sphere,
Thanks Earth, for orgasms, cannabutter, and dark beer
Rad, we all fap in the same fragile ecosystem (orgasm noise)"
Hah let's just look at the stars, man, peep the physics

on the

Pale blue dot
Earth show me the way cuz mankind kinda makes me scowl
Pale blue dot
I'm feeling a little beat like the dude who wrote Howl
Pale blue dot
Man, what should I do now? Existence is strange
Pale blue dot
Guess I'll chill like Earth and avoid these human games

To the warlords, rapists, torturers, dictators, yeah like Trujillo
("cherish the pale blue dot")
To the oppressive and corrupt who get rich while others suffer...
("cherish the pale blue dot")
We're apes hurtling through space at 1100 miles a minute
While building weaponry that could reduce us to spinach
I'd say we're the... almost nearly extinct
Cro magnons like whatever: we fuck, we don't think
Now I don't mean to suggest I'm a blameless saint in this
Or to try to convert deists to agnostics or atheists
I just need to say the way mouse needs cursor
the way humans need murder
that's the way I need Earth bruh
So here goes my weird jam for the space era
They say you can rap about anything except for Terra
That means it's cool if i'm wailing "Turn down for what!"
But if I talk about existence I get turned down and hushed
Well if this does diminish my ethos,
and we remain assholes like Benito
Maybe some dude'll still grab my burrito
so I can just visualize
Countless forms of life on one floating pebble in the sky

Pale blue dot
Earth show me the way cuz mankind kinda makes me scowl
Pale blue dot
I just dream of peace like that one bearded dude who wrote Howl