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Eastern Canadian World Tour 2002

by rap legend Jesse Dangerously

Enter (single file) (free) 01:49
Celebrity Nudes (free) 04:14
Tattered, ragged with vicious bruises Trying to appease the capricious muses Flying trapeze, excuses excuses The type of guy you want nothing to do with Who's this unfortunate cluttering up the hallway? (Someone Christ, king of the jews) Yeah, that's what they all say! They all say Jesse but they really can't see me Since I got a little fame like Billy Danzini One ring for Batman, one ring to RUN TINGS One ring for fronting or flossing or something I'm the unreliable, lovable laugh riot You claim you got wits, I admit you're half right Weedsmoker, living la vida loca, you're mediocre Thuggin' Karaoke vivid video curmudgeon Sergeant to the corporal punishment, punk,I'm brandishing Brand X blandishments. Complaints? Take it to management. Dink, I write my rhymes in vanishing ink On a medium that's flammable, I'm a manacled animal Mandibles gnashing, my passion's understandable Instinctive action, smashing like a cannonball ...to the hundred and Nth degree, plus the fears Play tricks on your perception when you fence the three musketeers Hence if we formed like constructicons and insecticons We'd be like snakes to ireland, raining destrucion on the leprechauns Instructions for the clever pawns on how to overthrow the rooks And bishops using techniques that geniuses would overlook I know the crooked path and I pervert it for the cause of good My will is stainless steel while conventions and laws are wood And sometimes necessity is the mother of ax blades and flak jackets For fat rabbits in fast raising tax brackets Sabbath Black Sabbath, my abacus computes Mathematical roots for all you fatuous galoots Superman Batman (Look at me go!x2) Batman Spiderman (Follow me now!x2) TMNT Superman (Look at me go!x2) Spiderman Batman (Follow me now!x2) Coming o- riginal, send a hot signal to the sonogram Old school DOS box, flossing with a ton of RAM Handkerchief monogrammed, monacled eyepiece Baby grand piano if I wanna tickle the ivories No political diatribes, dissertations, academia WHAT! We're the royal macadamia nuts! You want zany? That's us! I must proceed and continue I sold out, by which I mean I filled every seat in the venue Nothing to eat on the menu so I synthesize recipes Winterized tires, you'll never get the best of me Jesse D, A N G E R O U S L and sometimes Y... lamping in the sunshine to unwind I... am imaginary, actually magical Casually, I manifest the fantastical STAR! I behave in a famous way And rep for Backburner, even though the name is gay (What a thing to say!) Such a shameless play For controversial commercial success in a painless way My other band's rehearsal cassettes went double platinum Flying off the shelves so fast the stores had trouble trackin'em! Back in um... (effect?) effect, thanks! Where Would I be without my friends? I draw a lot of blank stares! We aren't gangst-airs, we're just twenty-somethings Who grew up on rap and won't tolerate any fronting Moth to the flame, I came up in the Maritimes Y'all shift the blame, I shift the paradigms Of saracen science, when you parrot I'm embarrassed Pearls before swine, horse before the carriage No fair, it's like using the rod before the carrot I'm sorry if I'm seeing the flaws before the merits I'm not so sure Americans can overcome soda pop You'll never be huge, so go photoshop celebrity nudes!
Conspiracy Is Us (free) 04:01
Conspiracy? What conspiracy? The only conspiracy is us! One thing I'll grant you, the conspiracy knows us well. Regard the Monster hollering "BLAH!" at the Roosevelt Tharpa concert Slipping unseen between the billboards of obscene inverted sponsorship The queen of all I survey - is that too much to be asking of fate? I see myself as a hardcore, modern day, cardboard Catherine the Great I'm Alexander, double-forged in the fires provided by Salamander In the marketplace of my fellow man, the archivist K. Kolin Korreander Only, more demanding with my sword of minus one to hit Armour Class Zero Portrait of the artist as a working class hero Potboiler protagonist, the name on the lips of pretty girls Rottweiler philanthropist... okay that didn't mean anything Kid you not I kid you not you're not the living Wonder Mike You're like the final innings of an unforgiving hunger strike O verhypedandun derripe and by contrast, to all appearances The crew I throw my lot-in with-is composed of solid lyricists Alcoholics peer amid the sands for your oasis Hands atremble as problems assemble the drug neither answers nor erases You're just trying to fend off rabies with the hair of the dog that bit you But not even you believe you're out of the woods just because you can't focus on the issue It's not good. It's not good. It's not good, God bless you It's not good. It's not good. It's not good, you poor thing. Living the lie full time, a good thirty-five to forty hours a week It's like the Wall, we all turn deaf and blind and cold and lose our power to speak I wish I were the meek so I could draw a line of credit against the inheritance That I'd been guaranteed but as it stands I'll be relying on my arrogance And silent errantry, transparencies overhead Avoid the eyes of Seraphim, guess I didn't know the ledge The olderIget, the quickerIdie I hope there's time to reconfigureit In hopes to do more than frigwithit, I need a freakincigarette Not true, I never have, you needn't be a sanctimonious punk To breathe the air. Now just who is the loneliest monk? Me, that's who! You're only as drunk as the waxing moon Just lamp until the cows come home, play saxophone in Saskatoon. they Dulled the edge of Masamune, probably it's for the best I wager It's analagous to finally discontinuing service on the skypager What's my major malfunction? Is it noteworthy? If so, can I exploit it in some way so it won't hurt me? Otherwise, take it away. Promise me you'll always keep me safe And sane or at the very least alleviate the pain? Sing a song of suffering succotash, you've been had Sing the song of solomon, the sacramental sex jam Sacrificial ex-lamb, out like a lion I'm going to live forever or die trying
Government building, still children sit In squalid conditions, thanks politicians! Solid citizen can't stand the rain checks Promised brain sex, settle for mind fucked Little kids lined up, gentlemen fire at will Shoot them full of shoot them full of holes, 'til they acquire a skill Liars are killed and/or canonized Anything that can't be quantified is ostracized Disorganized regiments, scattered shell casings Long forgotten hellraising, stargazing Stark raving heartbroken ex-idealist Tweed jacket wearing twentysomething's missing Kids! Think about the kids you teach! Remember Round souls in square holes each september If she speaks then send her to be disciplined God forbid you should ever think of listening Sound spankings for dissident youth offending article Strapped for chewing gum sentences end in particles Hard work will make you free, We expect dedication Submersion, subjugation (no subversion of education!) Forget edification, earn grades instead Never question lest the master turn shades of red Christ! No you can't go to the fucking bathroom! SIDDOWN! Mushy touchy feely hands off policy Class hostility, some lost quality My apologies, something's awfully Wrong when students are philosophically Bludgeoned into drudges packing lunches Sunkist funfroots in the teeth instilling belief one truth Cower when the gun shoots rap in staccato bursts Red alert! Just let me brand the cattle first I've had the worst feeling ever since the principle Made targets of bad kids to prove he was invincible Seems sensible... be feared if you can't be loved Why do authority and ignorance seem to go hand in glove? twice: Canada's supposed to prioritize Human beings and so we've been glorified You can't say I'm not justly horrified The way the system's been distorted by The bottom line that makes us bottom feeders. Leaders Made mistakes this autumn Jesus hate to break the Bubble, but there's no victory in closing a school down 1: Nice try 2: Let alone two Shaking heads - how'd it pass that Students cram into crowded classes Now the bastards've cowed the masses Minds of brown molasses frozen Classes chosen from small selection Running in the hall detention All the best and brightest kids are Trained to court the highest bidder The kid is five you've hired a sitter Who can't wait to retire, so bitter This is jive, we require better! Why should school be a barbed wire sweater!? POOR KIDS - the blood red ink well Ran dry. Shrivel up and die! Brain, brain - go away! SIDDOWN! SHADDUP! You're too old to play! Hearts are cold and grey and black and blue Is this okay is what I'm asking you! The answer is no - the cardio callous Is a cancerous growth of malice metastasized Bureaucracy bastardized shook ones Didn't look ONCE in the exercise books! Dunce caps, once raps on the knuckles with yard sticks Now eternal if you can't learn their infernal card tricks Pawns in the wargames, futures at stake No sex ed, mentally neutered and spayed You think you were dismayed in the last year? Brace yourself for a rough ride because these cats have claws for slashing And they've made it abundantly clear that they're perfectly prepared to do so.
Righteous Bad-Ass (free) 03:59
Can't tell no lies, I'm a fresh phenomenon Mad hatter, badder than the necronomicon Breakfast Ramadan blacklisted actress Orthodontist, Jim Stafford, The Swamp Witch Concussions that knock you unconscious The rocket launches, crouch on your haunches Ninjas haunt this place, honest injun! Gonna have to take you in on suspicion Lamp in your crib once you've gone to prison Fashion an altar to my non-religion Ganja pigeon flutter fast to pass muster Seal the smokestack you wack ass buster Kill the Kojak routine, get the bozack There's no way you can pretend you didn't know that The J was raw The E was raw The S was raw The S was raw The E was raw like you've never seen before I'll flip you invertical to clean the floor Wig removal, get heads open like convertibles Maniacal laughter, they say I'm certifiable After the massacre, rappers are half asleep Their guts for my garters, as part of the majesty Of life's rich tapestry, you could say it's habit forming Like nun school... that's pretty bad. This morning I'm uncool, hell, superlover punk! Beats for the trunk for once, I'm on the hunt For a brand new funk, hops, pack it in the lunch box Unstoppable being, I'm seeing sunspots Wheezing, lung doctor please give me one shot Adrenalin solution, plus a puff of Ventolin No mental institution is a match for the Jester They should have been warned that I wasn't born yesterday Dazzled with a vast array of fantasies I fascinate For allay'all, I'm rapping to a volleyball, Castaway Lyrically lacerating, Ladies Love Cool Jesse Dangerously the hard case, harder than Scarface Leading up the car chase on foot in my bare feet No shoes on, Look at what I daily go through! No-one is moving when I'm showing and proving So no-one is getting hurt, I'm Jesse the Extrovert I left for work late, I'm arriving what? tardy! Laying down the law just to liven up the party My rhymes run the gamut from cathartic and arty To the Canadian equivalent of M&Ms - Smarties! Not to mention hardcore rhymes written on cardboard With black sharpie markers during breakfast at the Ardmore Tea room. Blood loss, A plus in God class Resume regular broadcast lineup Word to the chronicles of Wind-Up Birds Be still! ...? I'm absurdly skilled! With a will to power I kill, devour and smash You'll cower and I'll laugh for like an hour and a half! Now we're in the last stage, gearing up for bosses You may as well quit here and cut your losses! You pusillanimous pugilist, repugnant republican Hacksaw Jim Duggan lookalike slackjawed doubleknit Butthead, you want violence? My talons are blood red! Liquored up bad Catholic just challenged the Godhead! Be grateful you're not dead, you hit planet rock bottom Right? Julia Childlike, mandelbrot, sodomite Run things into the ground, styles impudent Shut your insolent mouth unless you're itching for an incident Hit you with the kitchen sink first to get it over with Feebleminded evil scientist, you're malodorous A man your age should know the risks inherent in the enterprise Apparently you don't though, hence your imminent demise Kiss the sky goodbye, get comfy in your coffin Never to return to earth... very often.
I acquire images from TWAIN sources As limitless pain forces the cynics to change courses Into the rain forests, in imminent danger of Making the mistake of seeing women as strangers. Love Instinct, hate, wrong distinction to make Predictions fake, a song that isn't your fate Samba rhythms, sombre schisms and breaks. Isn't it great? You've got a decision to make. The other fish in the lake are Staging a prison escape. We'll flee to a hidden estate and Dream up a mission statement of extreme positions but wait We hate discrimination so we don't discriminate We Indiscriminitely create villains to eliminate Please tell me I don't know what I'm saying or that I see it wrong But I think kids today are praying for another viet nam So that they can be the strong voice of radical opposition Because if the youth isn't seen as rabid it's not tradition Having an office isn't a modern goal, having a bunker is Anti-cloning activists are afraid of a magic homunculus I'll get my name in the paper if I'm seen to avert disaster I'll Oppose GM produce like agriculture was ever natural The heart of the matter comes after all the rhetoric, snarky parlour tricks Like alcohol in the mix to put the party in party politics I'd hardly call it solid, it's a straw man you're buffeting With nothing of more substance than the puppets you're disgusted with You pump your fist and wrap yourself in a burning flag, grandmaster Endowed with a command of the roaring sound of canned laughter One hand clapping but the wagging tongues are lapping up The statements and statistics, you don't even have to back it up! The rap's enough to make you every bit the rebel squadron leader Of the pack but what you got is packaged for the bottom feeders Pardon me, you ought to be disgraced, a doctor molesting patients Your operation is every bit as responsible for indoctrination As anyone you've decried in your logical suicide bombs While everyone under you took part in a twenty-one gun salute Che Guevera underoos, gasmask marshmallow breakfast cereal Lunchboxes emblazoned with the faces of your reckless heroes That's irresponsible I must protest YOU would do anything to stem those feelings of impotence YOU take a stance almost at random just to have one YOU relish the contempt you get to fling from the moral high ground YOU heard activist chicks were hot (dreadlocks and nosesrings baby!) YOU heard the battle in Seattle was an awesome party YOU bump Rage because your dad's like SUCH a nazi YOU oppose genetics because you're ill informed and excitable YOU'RE afraid of EVERYTHING because you're CLINICALLY SCHIZOPHRENIC It's pathetic, watching the pigs teach lambs the cheers and chants When they're all humans anyway, trying to fend off fears and can't So I'll stand here and rant against the causes that I'm closest to It hurts to do, I just hope a few can overthrow the yokes choking you Let me be frank awhile, I don't want to spank the child I just want to yank the chains that style you after rank and file Say no thanks and smile, then go away and think Mull it over soberly, draw your own conclusions Then attack them, keep at them, you should never let them alone Then even if they fail to fall, it's not clever to set them in stone Wrestle Sylvester Stallone, argue physics with Steven Hawking and Keep your balance when the challenge is to just keep breathing oxygen Please stop me if you've heard this one or you don't think it's fair But if you want to engage in debate, you must address the chair and not the Choir - one letter makes all the difference in terms of effectiveness Though the latter is more enticing as it's next to effortless I think you're on the Wrong track, walking in combat boots with mental fatigue You'll eventually see the holes in that seemingly sensible creed But let's avert the preventable, please bleed when it's appropriate We need to stay grounded - so how did you get over it? It's proper to know the risks when you're toppling obelisks You should question what you thought, but it's not always the opposite Don't sink the boat for rocking it, you've only stood up in the shallow end That synchronized dog paddle routine? I don't think it's my style I'm in a Submarine, keeping one nervous eye on the surface, I'm Sure it's less than perfect but I prefer it to murder Work smarter, not harder, let's find an alternative Think global, act local, never been conservative Let's pervert the world, raise your hands, I want to hear voices! But not if you haven't been informed and made clear choices Don't let the bastards get you down, But don't let them set you up either - Be careful
[Jesse] What? You want what? You must be on drugs! I make the most thugged out dons want hugs Get your knees burned on rugs from kneeling down to me When I'm feeling ornery. Honorary coroner You'll suffer from a coronary. I'm out of the ordinary. Crypt keepers shiver and admit I'm sort of scary While the orthodoxy would suggest that I'm sort of snotty Also naughty like a toddler. Stockpile bottled water Crocodile tears, my style clears the hurdles Sample based (sample based), the only thing I fear is the Turtles That's right I'm Oroku Saki, bitch, the trouble's obvious I played a pickup game with the H E double hockey sticks The properties of floppy disks are tragically fragile My tongue blurs when it forms words, it's magically agile It's bad to be facile, so I take great pains To come off with the ferocity of irate freight trains Like the ones my mate James covers with paint stains Get at me dogs, it's brutal pitting poodles versus great danes Hate chains our hearts and restricts our purpose I consider it worthless. Yo check me out I'm picture perfect Go Ess Jay, it's your birthday in spite of the calendar's date Give it up for my pal ninja dreg! I wouldn't want to share his challenger's fate... he's tough! [Essjae] How tough? [Jesse] So tough you'll be sufferin'! [Essjae] Coming correct from Church street to Dufferin [Jesse] You kids are small like MUSCLE men [Essjae] We're large like Captain Action [both] J D and S J - pure rapping satisfaction [Essjae] I'm eating rappers like food because they have bat attitudes They're crude, and look like something I poo'd Out my buttcheeks a week ago, the unique paprika flow Comic geek who calls Chuck Zeto a ho Really though (yo) you better come with the beats and cuts Plus you really need delivery like pizza hut No buts, no ifs and definitely no maybes CRAZY... like that lady My references make sense like an encyclopaedia My rhymes don't make you shit, they make you bleed diarrhea Mama mia! Cut squares to octagons Make italian rappers say "Oh no, not-a Sean!" It's on the down low, but I got Tony Soprano, Joe Pantoliano and Barry Manilow on the piano Down at the Copa Cabana, just ask I was undercover, dressed as Cobra Commander! No propaganda, you'll never ask for your cash back! Heads who like rap be like "Who was that on that last track?" The extra liquor in your knapsack, The 21 to your blackjack, the picnic basket in your hatchback! If you act wack, you're gonna leave in a stupour 'Cause SJ's ill... it's not a rumour!
Get Fresh (free) 04:22
From Babylon through Camelot to Avalon, the Battlebot Busting out styles from the krush groove catalogue Idiomatic king of all things radical Up on it like static cling, fresh mode grammatical Hardcore furious, game tight and affable Soundclash bombastic, downright laughable Baltimore, apple core, who's your best friend y'all? Shopping for shoes at the west end... mall Hallmark Sentinel, mental hysteria Bad rap hotter than Central America Gentle of character, vicious vocabulary Nice guy but a bitch of an adversary Any means necessary, limited time offer Only while supplies last, internet crime stopper Spiderman spinneret itinerant webcrawler Of general interest, inveterate yesh y'aller . With a fist full of dollars and nonsense Willing and able from the table of contents Through to the epilogue and any appendices MCs never see my friendlier tendencies Nice guy but a stinker of an enemy Known to be the number one thinker of the century Ego will eventually eclipse every orbiting Satellite. Good call forfeiting the battle! Mic Controller star studded Granola bar Red blooded rapping duke, steering by the polar star Heavy metal meadowlark lemon meringue pie Hollowed out pride, just an all-around strange guy Followed outside of the petshop by kittens No kidding, ciphers get pissed off by my writtens Freestyle swimrace, coming in last place Newborn babies give you the gasface (zu zu zu zu) Trim the mustache, get plenty of bed rest There is but one law and the whole of it shall be GET FRESH Stylized, five miles high with wild eyes Suggest that I'm not fresh and I'll cry Sensitive modern man waterboy wondergirl Part Liz Thigpen, part kingpin of the underworld Thinking of a master plan with sweaty palms Landcruisers can't lose the man who's already gone Steady on, champ, keep your eye on trophies I run with a hundred percent Hawai'ian Sophies . And another thing, my posse's on Gottingen, rapping Flexing and flossing, there's a lot that can happen Guardian devout, but there's a ghost that haunts you It's a party in my mouth, and I'll cry if I want to! One two cheque please, the pimp of the nation Wizard of Idioteque, Improvisation This simple dictation runs roughshod over your steno pad Nice guy but a godfather in Leningrad I'm able to rock the mic viciously 'cause I'm Bulletproof, the way Thom Yorke (Wishes He Was) Jesse never squishes bugs, but insects hide Nonetheless because he's Fezzik from the Princess Bride The Friendly Giant, my theme song employs recorders With patience, my rap destroys the borders of nations Interactive insurrection, brake at the intersection Given to introspection and keeping it interesting Like it's going out of style and the fact is, it seems to be No-one really understands what it means to me It's not that I hate or am anti-rap It's just that most rappers are wack and I stand by that And the fact we all flip when we hear some dudes are cool or interesting, that's the exception that proves the rule New school wreck shop class clown home study Well versed scholar and I rap like nobody Hell's worst holler can't strain my vocal cords High school loser but a baller on the local boards Lord Rhythm, sporting traditional headdress I've got my mission and you can't tell me it isn't to get FRESH. We didn't land on planet rock Planet rock landed on us!
7 Days = 9 Months (free) 03:42
One day, the cosmos will expand and emerge And divide like any cell does, and that commands courage The woman and the man merge, driven by primal urge Lighting up their nerves with a sort of power surge Love fulfils its function and then they're showered and done About to raise the population to the power of one It's exponential, excuse me if I wax sentimental Monumental, remember that the act's consequential Be gentle, baby, it's an essential process biologically We're programmed robots, designed without apology To live and love and die and live and love and die and live And the benevolent Godless nothingness made babies cute for a reason Fat cheeks and shining eyes can steel us against the whining cries Time flies, you were once no bigger than a dime in size Climb inside the warmth for now, it won't last forever though Still, until the day you die, you'll be no less a miracle Childhood is timeless in a sense, no small kindness Beautiful, correct as usual, your highness Even afflicted with Down's or blindness, heart problems or deafness A life is sacred and precious, I just can't express the freshness! On the first day, she rested. Light came on the seventh When Saint Peter's gate opened and the child joined us in heaven Here we are! How do you like it? Don't worry, you'll warm up to it. Or I hope you will, in any case, it's all there is - we're stuck with it. Life is a nice place actually, there's even value inherent to sorrow Just think... a baby yesterday and a new parent tomorrow And I know there's times you've got to view the whole endeavor warily I'm not saying it's not your choice, I'm just saying choose carefully Washable or disposable? Breastfeeding is glorious! To hell with stoneage legislators, they're just scared of amazon warriors! Tits have a given purpose and if it isn't served, it's sad You have every right to be nervous but you're gonna be the perfect dad It seems arduous, you wonder if it's worth the trouble or not While lesbian couples go to the bank and gay couples adopt The whole world procreates, and sure we need to slow the rate But we still need to celebrate every single stroke of fate You are an impossible occurance, unique and elegant Whether you're small as a mouse, big as an elephant, a little slow or possess a freak intelligence It's never inaccurate to say that you are miraculous Sin doesn't exist and all conceptions are immaculate For what I'm lyrically worth, even if it's unbearable or worse Every living creature is a marvel... it's the miracle of birth
Subpoena Collider (free) 03:10
For the most part inoffensive BUT when I use a bad word it's meant To give my frustration a vent and advertisement Sketching in the textbook, extroverted sentinel blues Circus tent dungarees and sensible shoes I'm not elated with spaceships, much as I love moonwalking Anthro-apologist, Han Solo, Chewbacca Demolishes manticores, chimeras and hybrids To component parts, cinnamon hearts under my eyelids Style is paramount and tantamount to oxygen (Skills) before I wear 'em out, I'm handing out a box of 'em Like nothing. I'm awesome in the hearts and minds of dozens while My rhymes have racing car designs and that fresh out the oven smell Butter in my mouth doesn't melt, word to mother. We Serve a dope subpoena and freestyle at discovery The gavel's staccato rap performs an ostenato With my heartbeat, even if it's dark we cast a shadow (scratches) Supermodel compliancy check failed. Standards raised. Hawks versus handsaws. Horseshoes, handgrenades. Panda bear fetishists standing there in their underwear Innovate infiltrate integrate, ninety-eight degrees centigrade Puffer fish, pantywaist. Encrypted, corrupted and erased Genius in a monkey suit like panties made of fancy lace Andy March: all that and a fistfull of candy hearts Our official manifesto is nothing but offhand remarks We practise demanding arts and craft outstanding works Giving the finger to freeloading fans & slipping the tongue to manhandlers Electronic devices give me command over myself With the manners of a minister and the antlers of an elk With my manservant's help we make hamburger of herbs, lots of spice Preferred by connoisseurs of the absurd plot device Deus ex mechanical pencil used to write prehensile tales The raspy voice a file in the cake enjoyed in continental jails . Snail's . pace . suits me . just fine Percale pretty pillowcase, lusting for Dustin Diamond Hello Kitty full of grace. This clearly illustrates Nothing in particular like Ford's speech at Milliways I'm secular, christ but you're a hard master, Dracula I'm not so much Ninja Scroll as Card Captor Sakura I can go farther, faster, accuracy suffers though Be advised to keep your fingers well outside buffer zone This is for lovers only, others need not apply Lady that means you, plus the planet rockabye Baby.to the pop say up jump the rhythm of a Bang bang pattycake and take no prisoners Inquisitive visitors may examine parameters To determine a permanent stance on famine in Canada Handsome janitor waltzes with principal's youngest daughter Charmed I'm sure but there's some kind of fungus on her That could cause a lung disorder, nevertheless, pucker up The preening, grasping Humperdink will never impress Buttercup I'll endeavour to guess your weight and date of birth from the sound of your voice Astounding talents like mine are world renowned and rejoiced It all comes down to a choice but whatever, no pressure It's the go-getter, mic molester, court jester Protestor, yesterday's news broadcaster Pastor of the parish, embarrassinly garish Nightmarish Dana Dane insane in the insidious brain Slobodan Milosevic, Robotron videogame Focus of the media blame, living in a city of shame Aimlessly dangerous, famous to boot and it's like that
Rhythm Is King (free) 03:51
I'm a rock group, semiprecious Stones that Roll With no moss on my vicious microphone control You don't know me though, since going to school I'm the only soul that ain't no-one's fool Listen, homie loc, it's a smorgasbord Since they thrown me out, going door-to-door Romeo sort of scored in the sport of war Against the king of kings, I got a ring that blings, like Na na na na na na na na na na na Batman! Na, na na na na na na na Batman! Batman, na na na na na na na Batman! Nananananananananananana BATMAN! Girls in Japan is the sassy mo frassy (Utsukushi! Sugoi!) It's like "Atashi mo, papi!" Happy to rap with the fire brigade Tiger stripe, Gatorade, gay pride parade! We ride for days and days and days and Days and days and days and days and days and It stays amazing! Internat combustion! Hardcore credit card criminal suction! The seminal something-something, you know the debt load Stayed up late, 'til I straight up explode On the west coast, boys. Impressed? No!? That's it, I'm serving poison pesto Noise in escrow - legal term politickin' Strange, perverted wordsmith solid citizen kane (this shit is insane) Don't laugh at me, Cassidy, hop along You can treat the doctor wrong, but not for long I wrote lots of songs, some of them had cursing You know what that means, I'm a bad person! THUG, rolling up in a Persian rug. Nine finger fucker, dispersing drugs Hated worse than hugs at a junior high school dance Hello, my name is - Jesse Dangerous! Prick your fingers for the rich and famous! Individual bitch in the pictute's nameless! Secular satanists! Vehicular payments! Everybody loves me like Raymond Chandler Bing Crosby Stills Nash and Young MC J and Kool G Rap Rap, let's see how far I can kick it I'll piss you off and get paid, like a parking ticket In a darkened thicket, with the girl of my choice I've got my head in my hands and my heart in my throat and the world in my voice I'm in the kitchen with Dinah and circumstances is stressin' You got a sister in China, now would you answer the question? I've got an ounce of prevention, I'm gonna snap from the tension I've got to find a profession, or at least some direction I'm dictating convention while escaping detection It's my stated position that constitutes a confession At the roots of depression, there lies my true disposition And plus my stab at expression of convoluted opinion Another serf, surfing the web of my computer's dominion I try to be clever and pleasant, but I'm forever a peasant That's it, as in second class citizen That's all that matters when you're north of West Madison.
Naked Branch Musings (free) 04:47
With eyes tilted skyward, and conscious of a cool breeze To clear my troubled conscience in late autumn fashion Apparel in peril.. barrel bottom scratching at my christmas list I reflect on livelihood and businesses' capriciousness Those blues are bespectacled; depression; choose a respectable Profession; Make use of your testicles and put bread in the oven Life thinks it's so funny, like har har jesse Remember when you looked into an R R SP? My response time extends, rather than shaving it down I have cheques and debit to spend, but no savings account Hand to mouth like a coughing fit... A sorcery apprentice He tidies up his room and can't afford to see the dentist My mouth hurts so bad. It's galling me But what steps can the unskilled take towards solvency? Education is a commodity I should, perhaps, invest in Rather than naps and resting or even raps, honestly The question begs an answer while even research daunts me A dilligent player of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire... The home game uniform is all I've ever known about The flightless bird is grateful that his mother hasn't thrown him out That is to say... my apartment is my own, technically But countless times my mother's loan has rescued me I'm behind in the game and it's due to my frame of mind I'm somehow occupied and idle at the same time Getting stupid, like some kid said in the past It's hard to make headway with your head in your ass Leaden foot pedestrian, I dread treading the path Never cool in the first place, finish the race dead last Getting stupid, like some kid said in the past It's hard to make headway with your head in your ass Leaden foot pedestrian, I dread treading the path Never cool in the first place, finish the race dead last And yet... the sky is so blue and the crisp air so invigorating Vitalizing and liberating, I can feel the twitterpating Influence of nature; innocence exists to be found in the Colours of the leaves in the trees and on the ground Everywhere, all around me, people they pretend That the seasons don't portend that their life is gonna end It's a god given law, as the Mothersbaugh brothers noted And I'm dead grateful when I can sugarcoat it Although said playfully, I think it may resonate In the breasts of the likeminded, who blink when they hesitate To drink from the holy grail and shrink from the everyday Fiendishly clever, they instinctively meditate Principled, given both to heaviness and levity Controlling it, knowing that the soul of wit is brevity Devastating charm et cetera veteran of schoolyard tussles Middle class hurt feelings at the mercy of cruel, hard muscles Mysteries; selective topics; buried in Detective Comics Reading all media, Encyclopaedia Brown breeding ground Bleeding heart needing arts, crafts and laughs, the class clown Lying in the grass and staring... face up, ass down Eye spying shapes in the accumulated cumulus Raised curtain, tragic comedy, pathos made it humourous Paperweight champion, passive basketcase of the massive Raking up the leaves while he grieves for their passage Getting stupid, like some kid said in the past It's hard to make headway with your head in your ass Leaden foot pedestrian, I dread treading the path Never cool in the first place, finish the race dead last Getting stupid, like some kid said in the past It's hard to make headway with your head in your ass Leaden foot pedestrian, I dread treading the path Never cool in the first place, finish the race dead last
Exit (en masse) (free) 03:21


These songs were originally intended for two different projects - a vinyl EP called "Get Fresh Shall Be The Whole of the Law" and a CD called "My Record After The Record After This One". They were each to be comprised of tracks written after the 1997-2001 period that produced the bulk of what became "How To Express Your Dissenting Political Viewpoint Through Origami", but when Jesse got an opportunity to embark upon his first tour with the Backburner crew, he knew he'd be a sucker to step out with no product to slang. So he forced Fresh Kils into a slavish endeavour, making tracks that were barely demos into a release that was "good enough".

As with the BREAK cassette, all beats on this album were produced by Jesse D. The only guest MC is Wordburglar on "Strictly Do This" (which also appeared on Burg's eponymous debut EP), but a lot of Jesse's friends from many walks of life loaned their recitation of the title to the chorus of "Get Fresh". It was a lot of fun to put together!

The original tour editions of the CD were imitation vinyl discs, with hand-cut labels and specially designed mini-sleeves. People thought that was cute


released August 1, 2002

all raps and beats by jesse d
good cuts by Uncle Fester
mediocre cuts by Bad DJ Budget Cuts
terrible cuts by Worse DJ Bargain Bins


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half of Danger Grove w Lizard Grove
half of The Library Steps w Ambeez & Illgil
one-third of Imaginary Friends w Thesis Sahib & MC Frank Deluxe
one-third of The Sentinels w ginzuintriplicate & Naked J

partially culpable for the nerdcore problem
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