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Mission Statement
04:31
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well I never understood how anybody could say that
they be satisfied with the music that's out today
un-pacified by what's killin' the rest of you
I'm The Hair Kid, I'm here to rescue you
(aren't you a little short for a stormtrooper?) nah, girl
when I skywalk, they be talkin' bout they profit
and when I fly, they see me flyin' independent like Epik High
we fight the battle and we winnin' it
lullabies, they all be sleepin' while we spinnin'
though when I'm in Japan, they got me sayin' わたしわがいじん
but if I'm Japanese they call me the 達人
if they a colonel you can call me Yossarian
they raisin' mission too much
if the labels are the axis, I'm the man in the high castle
consult the oracle and bring ya the next level
get my message in your head from inside your skull
ya strike me down I'll only become more powerful
the Energizer bunny ain't got a thing on me
got bigger bass, I got better electricity
I'm (w)rappin' circles around 'em wit' verbosity
I'm rulin' everything, they just playin' Sim City
'bout to blast away phlegmatic composition
I'm pullin' fast away from all the competition
'cause I been cast away from what they all be pushin'
they could not last a day in musical possession of
what it is that makes the rhythm more than
rhythmic fluff that fizzle like it's target isn't valid
but I'm the wizard of the coast
make you say wow like Blizzard, but I never play the MMO
'cause I know my time is better spent on bringin' the musical
the only grindin' that I do is out on the floor
I'm playin' Clinton 'cause I never was Ross Perot
I'm workin cheeks, call me "Busy Gillespie" yo
try to test me, man, it's just gonna prove my case
I hold the line like Brown Eyed Girls like I was a bass
you can't ignore me 'cause I rhyme all over the place
call me ぶっかけ 'cause I'm puttin' it in your face
yo, let's be clear about
what ya tryina know, what ya need to shout
I'm the one to make ya tingle kinda south
to make ya break a sweat, ya hot and bothered
get ya salivatin' all up in your mouth
like a rang a bell
so, without a doubt, know I do ya well
learn about the sound, ya know about the smell
my tongue is like a cheetah when it's hungry
everybody in my way be a gazelle, predatory lust
breakin' down the doors
like an illegal artificial augmentation of your chest
baby, this a bust
stakin' out my territory makin' room for my capacity to be the best
like no one was, except my test is how to break the laws
laws that state "the color of your skin is equal to the
junkiness and general lack of quality of rhythm in your funk"
what do ya want? well I don't know, let me see
no one know what they want, so I'ma try to be the key to
musical escalation, elevation, levitation
call me the best, or don't, I don't give a fluctuation
bringin' it back, or maybe not
maybe if ya thinkin' I'm wack I may be not
what ya thought that you were lookin' to jack
what baby got, talkin' biggest booty bass in the back
I may be naughty, but the shorties don't mind
feelin' fine, got 'em in a dirty Jersey state of mind
undeniably a heavy kind of influence on
why the booty shake the way it do
why Snoop had a pocket full of rubbers and his homeboys did too
gin and juice, or maybe tonic, when The Chronic dropped
me and my boys were playin' Sonic on the Genesis
what is this, people gettin' mad at me?
I'm in the zone so y'all call me "Flyin' Battery"
never was too simplistic
just a bit narcissistic
so what? I'ma declare it
vive les cheveux, hail to The Hair Kid
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2. |
Android Poppin'
05:38
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Seven of Nine, like my enemy's sister
my resistor could never resist her
initiate ignition
begin the countdown, call the electrician
if he gon' fishin', I guess I can see if I can
do it on commission, at best, I'ma pull ya through
if you been wishin' you could be more than the sum of your parts
Hair in-Kidporated specialize upgradin' your parts
to be efficient, turnin' on a dime, stoppin' on a dime
wild and loose, like Morris Day and the Time
girl it's a crime to have a body like that
and never clean out the grime that got ya thinkin' that ya fat
but ya know it's not fat, 'cause your body's not organic
you don't need a diet, girl, you need a mechanic
and a mechanic's what I am, got the tools for the job
and I know how to use 'em, 'cause I never was a heartthrob
parts throb? I'ma ease 'em up good
but let me make sure that I'm not misunderstood
payin' all the dues and we on the way up
playin' all the fools and we on the layup
if ya blown a fuse and we fix it, pay up
workin' kinda late so we gotta stay up
got the right to vote from a bulletproof vest
Johnny Rico makin' a citizen's arrest
starship trooper, a member of Yes
baby, we're considered the best
when we test, we testin' beta
artificial procreator
pop it like the name of your creator
Lieutenant Commander Data
makin' ya late, the way that we chop
gotta get hip to electrohop
when we get it goin', ya know we don't stop
lock down, this is how we android pop
now I'm droid poppin' just like my name was Batou
his ponytail's white, while mine's kinda mulatto
a lot of people could never think about the morality of
eatin' canned beans, when ya could be eatin natto
try not to mind me, breakin' broken my analogies
literally, you're gonna find me nonsensically
speakin' about the abstract and the rhythmic
puttin' it out, funk illness epidythmic
curin' the sick, like I was Doc Funkenstein
instead of a big pill, I'm rockin' a command line
command all of my robotic apostles
spread it like a virus, Deltron disciples
laser rifles, shields operational
stabilizers make it gravitational
occupational risk everywhere around
but we kick it when we get it on the ground, come on
payin' all the dues and we on the way up
playin' all the fools and we on the layup
if ya blown a fuse and we fix it, pay up
workin' kinda late so we gotta stay up
got the right to vote from a bulletproof vest
Johnny Rico makin' a citizen's arrest
starship trooper, a member of Yes
baby, we're considered the best
when we test, we testin' beta
artificial procreator
pop it like the name of your creator
Lieutenant Commander Data
makin' ya late, the way that we chop
gotta get hip to electrohop
when we get it goin', ya know we don't stop
lock down, this is how we android pop
Seven of Nine, like my enemy's sister
my resistor could never resist her
but I'm an engineer, a persister
playin' on your tubes, a transistor
when I kissed her, sparks flew
but not like a movie, she missed out
because she shorted out, what to do?
well I knew it was somethin' I could fix
but I was buggin' out and wrote the Hello remix
afflicted with electromantic trouble
I resolved to win, despite the poppin' of the bubble economic
and now, we gettin' stronger on the drop
with electronics and knowledge of the rhythm, let's pop
when we test, we testin' beta
artificial procreator
pop it like the name of your creator
Lieutenant Commander Data
makin' ya late, the way that we chop
gotta get hip to electrohop
when we get it goin', ya know we don't stop
lock down, this is how we android pop
lock down, this is how we android pop
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Synthesizers
04:51
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what's good? give me just another second to breathe
and I'ma turn y'all urges out
s'all good, y'all understood me
'cause The Hair Kid never kid what it is about
third person transmission, I'm a man on a mission
your condition gonna worsen, hear me out
call me heaven sent, got your medicine
Thomas Edison couldn't even touch me now, come on
said I'm gettin' on another Edison mind,
but all my invention be the rhythmic kind
call me casanova when the record start playin'
but a shorty movin' over, kinda frontin', got me sayin'
"why ya givin' me the eye? what ya givin' me a look for?
don't you know that I'm on the level when I'm cookin'?"
formalities and pleasantries don't really concern me
when ya next to me I guarantee you're gonna see the light
and you might wanna moan
and you're gonna feel a tingle 'round your pelvic bone
but you know it's alright, keep it tight, keep it low
keep it wrapped around your finger so it's ready to go
never know when it's gonna be, when you're gonna need it
gotta keep your eyes on me, inhibition free's the way to be
na mean? not clean, but it's never obscene
still don't get it? let me set the scene
baby girl, lookin' fine, steppin' real slow
but I don't know, can she-ooh, hello
but she say she got to go
do I give a god damn? hell no
now the shorty take a look, see me get down
lookin' like the shorty might stick around
so I get a little deeper down and with the way she steppin' now
she comin' to me, so now's about the time she gonna
take a look around and size up
you got to open your eyes up
take a minute y'all wise up
let me hit ya with a synthesizer
come on
what time is it, 8:08?
night ridin' domination, like my name was Hasselhoff
hold on, let me set ya straight
I'ma hit ya with a revelation, gonna get ya off
a compilation of the very best ingredients
promotin' disobedience of dance status quo
usually contract it, never gonna redact it
you attracted by the middle english? come, let us go
once upon a time called now, ain't nobody know
how to get down, don't know how to move they body slow
how to move it sensual, move it individual
gotta get down to where rhythm's more than just residual
enter the dragon, like my name was Bruce Lee
conceptually, see, he was kinda like me
power in the fist, comin' from the same place
but where he hit you in the face, I'ma hit you in the bass
every time I'm gettin' it on, I never flop
bootleg K-pop, that electrohop
I be choppin' it up so I can make it syncopated
Q-tippin' it up, a-droppin' dimes when you relate it
I don't even have to state it, 'cause my angle's evident
east coast, Jersey know I gotta represent
got that parallax interplay, like I was Descent
if you ain't down, then I'm only gonna play you like a violin
so put it in, go with my flow
make ya go "can he-ooh hello"
suckas may think I'm not a pro
do I give a god damn? hell no
just step aside, I'll do it up right
I know ya can't bark, yain't got no bite
I may not be polite, but we feelin' good tonight
so let's ignite, comin' alight now, fire gonna show you how to
take a look around and size up
you got to open your eyes up
take a minute y'all wise up
let me hit ya with a synthesizer
come on
that's what's up
yeah, that's what's up
but some people
some people just don't know that's what's up
so uhh,
so I tell 'em, I tell 'em
when she say she got to go
do I give a god damn? (hell no)
suckas may think I'm not a pro
do I give a god damn? (hell no)
when they say that whitey can't flow
do I give a god damn? (hell no)
ask me again, it's the same as before
do I give a god damn? (hell no)
take a look around and size up
you got to open your eyes up
take a minute y'all wise up
let me hit ya with a synthesizer
come on
do I give a god damn? hell no
let me hit ya with a synthe-synthesizer
you know, when it comes down to it you just gotta open your eyes
that's all
that's all I'm tryina ask
but in the end
do I give a god damn? well, hell no
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4. |
Retrofuture
05:05
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Hair Kid back and I'm jumpin' in it
heatin' up the tip and I'ma tin it
never cold, I ten out of ten it
flyin' through time, like David Tennant
DJs call on the doctor who knows
because I treat the cause, not just the runny nose
people call my lyrics "rhythmic prose"
freestyle's ok, but I like to compose
I suppose I got a yarn t-to twirl
someone said they only call her "the girl"
good men drown in the wave her hair curl
she take 'em on down to the edge of the world
waves and hearts, they break around her
'cause she wait and hide, just like a flounder
she outta this world, just like I found a
third kind of a close encounter
(though it seemin' like she knows that she can)
makin' them deliberate moves
(take another look she zonin' again)
she fallin' way behind the groove
('cause like a butterfly, she flow with the wind)
flakin' out, I think that proves
if you want her, she's got you
(レトロフュチュリスチク)
livin' her life like it's a retrofuture
she's forgotten in time, and now she's lost her way
all of our lives are just a retrofuture
take it back to the body and mind of past day
(hair kid wait) she's makin' me stop
(isn't this the flow you had in android pop?)
it's a concept, girl, a rhythmic prop
(oh I get it, electrohop!)
spinnin' as I let the beat go
right about then, the girl, she let go
lookin' like こしじま としこ
before Capsule went electro
swingin' hips, like Abracadabra
intricate, like a candelabra
movin' seductive, never macabre
can't pronounce it, but she have the
sensibility to fake it, and fake it she can
'cause no one looks past her olive skin tan
she keep it ambiguous, kinda Greenspan
ask her "what sexual?", she say "pan"
(though it seemin' like she knows that she can)
makin' them deliberate moves
(take another look she zonin' again)
she fallin' way behind the groove
('cause like a butterfly, she flow with the wind)
flakin' out, I think that proves
if you want her, she's got you
(レトロフュチュリスチク)
livin' her life like it's a retrofuture
she's forgotten in time, and now she's lost her way
all of our lives are just a retrofuture
take it back to the body and mind of past day
on a cold train platform
see her shiver in a coat, guess it don't keep her that warm
but whenthe locomotive pulls its cars up
her eyes stay transfixed where the stars up
somethin' in the air, somethin' in the sky
suddenly she lookin' down and breaks into a stride
gettin' inside the train car right before the door close
floatin' through her life, like a mortgage about to foreclose
livin' her life like it's a retrofuture
she's forgotten in time, and now she's lost her way
all of our lives are just a retrofuture
take it back to the body and mind of past day
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Love and War
06:05
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just another day in the deep, here because I gotta do it
never wanted to, but I know I gotta power through it
even if it's nothin' to it, I don't care to pursue it
I should be chasin' down the one thing that was there until I knew it
now it's gone, and I don't believe it wasn't took
I want, I need to find it, but I don't know where to look
I'm gonna lose my mind if I can't even find a shred around
call me Marlowe, gotta keep my head down
so for now, it's a mystery
one that cause me misery
like it's somethin' out of retrohistory
all that I'm seein' don't make sense to me
sittin' on the fence to me
seemin' like it might be too immense to me
intensity inside of me, I'm forced to keep a lid on it
piper at the commodore, gotta put a SID on it
sippin' on a 7-year until my mind's spent
all the while I contemplate and wonder where she went
girl, come right back to me
if you can't, take a pen and write back to me
are you alright? lack of me and you has
made the colorful white black to me
it kinda makes me sick to think
that I may not have been so quick to think
it kinda hit me like a brick to think
that maybe you could be the Rachel to my Rick
so I'm thinkin' 'bout
the last time I saw the girl that changed the way I live my life
she was on her own, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, the last time I saw a fight
I was paralyzed, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the first time I saw the girl, it was a while back
kickin' it, when suddenly I'm hit with a smile that
went through me like a slug from a PKD
said the way that she be lookin' be retirin' me
I'm tryin'a see if I recall when he entered the picture
he had a lot of confidence, then I saw he picked her
I thought it's yet another case of luck passin' me over
but I never saw what's comin', way she angered when he told her..
man, the Rachel to my Rick, maybe even the Ilsa to my Rick
if I was able to stick to what she said
but I had to be a gumshoe, not a left foot
doesn't change the fact that I can't stand what he put into my
head, still resonatin', got me turnin' red
I knock back a stout, and then collapse into bed
and so I agonize over the way her eyes had nothin' in 'em
the way I couldn't be there when she needed me to get him
girl, come right back to me
if you can't, take a pen and write back to me
are you alright? lack of me and you has
made the colorful white black to me
it kinda makes me sick to think
that I may not have been so quick to think
it kinda hit me like a brick to think
that maybe you could be the Rachel to my Rick
so I'm thinkin' 'bout
the last time I saw the girl that changed the way I live my life
she was on her own, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, the last time I saw a fight
I was paralyzed, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, I'd never seen her lookin' like
she had lost control, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, there was a bright flash of light
then the girl was gone, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
just another day in the deep, here because I can't amend it
now I'm livin' with the guilt, 'cause I just can't pretend it didn't
happen, can't forget about the girl, can't forget about her
eyes under cloudy skies, weather that I'm sure'll never
change anymore, but she said as she was drawn away
a swan song, a rain song, a "Ten Years Gone"
the way she left me with a plea, that's a lock without a key
(meet me at the speed of sound, meet me on the sea)
last time I saw the girl that changed the way I live my life
she was on her own, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, the last time I saw a fight
I was paralyzed, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, I'd never seen her lookin' like
she had lost control, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
the last time I saw the girl, there was a bright flash of light
then the girl was gone, I couldn't do a thing
(don't know why ya feelin' so sore, all is fair in love in war)
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yeah, no no
oh no, no
it's been a month or two, since I've seen you
I don't know what to think, I don't know what to do
under the blue glow, the two of you glow
I hit a new high, I hit a new low
so what's the low down? I gotta know now
is this a good time? or this a showdown?
I wasn't countin' on you frownin'
are ya smilin'? or are ya drownin'?
I'm at an age where things begin to mean less
witnessin' people around me start to dream less
call it cynicism, call it growin' up
it beats adolescent drinkin' where ya throwin' up
but I think it's makin' me ache when it rains
seemin' like I got another case of growin' pains
never had to analyze what a kiss meant
but since that night, things seem a little different
can't stop thinkin' and she want me to feel
I can't tell what's in my head, tell what's for real
still I try to stay on top of the situation
imagination runnin' like I was a Temptation
reality in theory should be keepin' it at bay
but I'm a little prone to gettin' carried away, so now
baby girl, keep it real with me, I just need you to deal with me
why? because..
I had a little and I like the taste
baby girl, ain't got much time to waste
but I feel a little bit out of place
baby girl, with my hands down on your waist
because I joke a little, but I keep the space
baby girl, never stole a single base
and now you're lookin' me straight in the face
tell me, girl, what's the case?
touch me tender
don't need to say a word this time
this is my september
approach me with an open mind
just touch me tender
don't need to say a word this time
this is my september
approach me with an open mind
so I'm out of place, steppin' out of pace
if she wantin' caps, call me lower case
after I kissed her, I kinda pissed her off
and when I was alone, I kinda missed her
I want to serenade, I wish she would have stayed
emotion revealed, but where's the ocean maid?
got introduced to it, I'm not used to it
now she won't hear me talk, so I produce to it
what I'm tryin'a say is that she worked her way
under my skin, and I just don't know what to say
usually I keep it on the level, keep it mellow
but if she was a bow, man, I'm feelin' like a cello
while I'm thinkin' she and I would make a real nice mixture
interpersonal relations paint a different picture
the slope of my intent is gettin' kinda steep
never sweat sociality, but ties run deep
situation reminiscin' Romeo and Juliet
but where that was a tragedy, I only want a little bit
tell myself "Hair Kid keep it together"
but she pushin' me and pullin' me just like I was a never
I thought I wasn't prone to gettin' bent out of shape
but if she lukewarm water, call me a bathin' ape
so, girl, know you're mad and it ain't ideal
but don't sweat how I feel, girl, it ain't a big deal, 'cause..
I had a little and I like the taste
baby girl, ain't got much time to waste
but I feel a little bit out of place
baby girl, with my hands down on your waist
because I joke a little, but I keep the space
baby girl, never stole a single base
and now you're lookin' me straight in the face
tell me, girl, what's the case?
touch me tender
don't need to say a word this time
this is my september
approach me with an open mind
just touch me tender
don't need to say a word this time
this is my september
approach me with an open mind
through it all, I just can't seem to practice what I preach
so I see the world I want is just beyond my reach
surface tension disregard, it works out in the end
hold me closer, kiss me hard, but be gentle when you touch me tender
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