inside the CD liner, you'll find the lyrics illegibly crammed into three panels, while the other three panels are a beautiful fold out showing everyone who appears on the record! Also the back cover painting by Kate Walchuk has to be seen to be believed.
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They got my style on file like a floppy disk
'Cause I be bringing the ruckus like a lobby full of lobbyists
"You got a lotta moxie, kid" Yeah, but my pops? He wished
That I took a hockey stick and did what Sidney Crosby did
Huh... I guess I kinda did the opposite
Concoct some modern hits that don't really see a lot of quid
"Yeah, but look at all the props you get!" "You know it's really awesome shit."
Yeah, except it don't exactly make my wallet thick
And there's a wall of shit it seems I've always gotta squabble with
Every time I flop my lips or drop some wicked awful licks
So I eat a lot of chocolate and dream of boffing model chicks
While reading comics with the first appearance of Apocalypse
And this cut is posse, it's all of us composited
A comedic conglomerate so bomb, it makes my noggin thick
So thank God I thought of it, sit back and nod a bit
It ain't safe no more, I be rockin' anonymous
They say it ain't safe no more so lock your doors up
Broken glass everywhere so get them boards up
And find more stuff to build a big window barricade
My life, my life's not quite like my parents' days
I make beats and rap both, one of the best at it
While the closest you've been to a lab is getting stabbed by a meth addict
And that ain't nothing to fuck with. PLO style W, man
Mister, ever since I was a child
This is dedicated to those who have a flow habit/hobby
And for no reason think that they're pro at it, oddly
Plans to get on wax now, thinking you're a fly god
Never even played as many gigs as your iPod!
So rap like a fucking asshole behind your advance and chase funds
While government thugs chase guns and victims stay young since day one
Boxing Day PM making your weekend sour
Where they shop 'til they drop, with the plane in the tower.
They say it ain't safe no more - whatever, cuz!
It never was. I seen you greasing your clippers to get a buzz
My level set above the aggregate, I love to aggravate
I'm picking up your girl for either eating out or take-away
Make your play or stay complacent, Amazing Grace
Wait'll I make arrangements, I'm fatal, you're placed adjacent to waste
Ready to get picked up in dustbins, kicked up a fuss when
The kid got sick of discussions and rushed in.
What you wanna do? Nuthin'.
Cry me a river like I'm the new Justin
Buy me some dinner and try to win my trust, then
Hide the slight adjustments of a liar when he's hustlin'
Biters? I crush them! Bust them in the chops!
I won't provide them sustenance, I'm not the guy to tussle with
You kids are like dust in a gust of wind; blow me.
You must've been only here for us to win, homie
Once again I ran out of rappers to smash, I need more
So bus 'em in and hand out a capital tax on resources
Sadsack, act like a ass, I call you Eeyore
Crawl before you walk, yo what you wanna fuck with me for?
Three-fourths of MCs swore they'd make me poor
I offered them the option to flee for their reward
Fourth quarter, I shipped to CD stores
And now they say it ain't safe no more!
More Or Les:
Kids, hold onto your hats whether tops or jims
In a world where I'm not convinced
That I'm a get anything that I'm promised on a TV screen
I'm trying to make my dreams real life scenes
Pressure's on and I'm trying not to lose my steam
But you know how it gets sometimes, when you get so blind
To your own abilities you can't see what you offer
My insecurities follow me like a stalker
I don't want it behind me (nope)
Better to put pain beside me is what they say
That's why I've got a picture on my shoulder of rappers I
Hate Factory in full effect, had to be what you neglect
That inspires me. That's either irony or a guarantee to poverty
Until the piracy of samples beats the lottery
And if you follow me, you know safety's just a luxury
That's why I'm on a beat, because risk taking is thuggery
from Verba Volant (9th Anniversary),
released November 1, 2007
beat by Fresh Kils
drums by Jesse Dangerously
raps by Jesse Dangerously, Wordburglar, Apt, and More or Les
scratches by Uncle Fester