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Everyman (Proletarian Tape)

by Mystery Kid

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1.
Gutter Trash 02:35
It’s the Kid: heavy lies the crown The way I hold it down, there’s no way to fight it now Pipe down! Never question who can grind most I hang the broken bodies of dissenters from the sign post I’ve destroyed whole cities and their occupants Then thrown lavish balls just to document my opulence Life and death: a synergy of symphonies Spit a litany of my bitterly-written liturgies You’re kidding me, I never took you for a fool Just another tool, born to chafe under my rule I’m the one world religion, the genuine article The vastness of the cosmos in a subatomic particle Force unstoppable, object immovable In the crucible, bite your nails to the cuticle It’s beautiful, like setting off a claymore You better pray more, fam: this is what I came for Sky is falling down, smoke ‘em if you got ‘em This city is a gutter, find me at the bottom It’s the Kid: my life is like an open wound Too many words unspoken, leaving all hope consumed In the melody of night, I’ve abandoned the spark I’m the memory of light, when you stand in the dark I’m your primal enemy, relentlessly, your final destiny Timeless energy, live and die by lies and treachery Vomit endlessly, see the tides are rising steadily Unfettered greed, regrettably, forget the lechers, let it be Test me, you’ll be another dead meat sack Mystery Kid: I smoke weed and bleed feedback Come at me, bro, if you want your fucking teeth kicked For the remix, triple-twist your double helix Open up my wrist, in the shape of a heart Just know I do it for the sake of the art And all the proles, working like pistons Pushing back and forth, in this worthless existence
2.
Antitheist 02:47
There is no god, yet they claim to know who built me They’re guilty: belief is foolish, faith is filthy So kill me, I won’t appeal to the sky A man of science, I’ll never kneel to a lie Until I die, I’ll spit in God’s eye I think I’ll find Christ, when I see hogs fly The odd guy out, I’ll still carry the cross Religion’s bullshit like the finale of Lost And at what cost? Our lives and our sanity Then claim to be surprised by the crimes of humanity It’s vanity, backed up by ignorance and arrogance The prodigal pigs who’ve squandered their inheritance Mystery Emeritus don’t need to be forgiven I’ll watch you die and hear the lamentation of your women Jesus is a prison, make incisions with the pen When in Rome, throw ‘em to the lions again I hope you’re not afraid of the dark I’ve slain a red dragon, in the shade of the ark Like the messianic zombie of an Abrahamic cult I sacrificed myself, with the same null result I guess it’s all my fault in fact, I lack character Stabbed Mary in the back, then I battered her and buried her Crude, tattooed, woke up in a bad mood Egad, dude! I use human flesh as food True, it’s a little bit unsanitary Interplanetary, galactic rap, God’s adversary Very scary: you know you won’t survive without me I’ve been to hell and back: it would be unwise to doubt me Don’t drink blood devoutly, I just like the taste You’ll get no saving grace, but a knee to the face The antitheist, with no sense of the godly Seeking an escape from the stench of the bodies

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Two track recording from hip hop artist Mystery Kid.

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released July 28, 2015

Tracks produced by Brother Smokey (Twitter: @Brothersmokey, email: brothersmokey23@gmail.com)

Mixed and mastered at Soap Mouth Records

Cover design by Rhys Bufford, image courtesy of the British Library

Mystery Kid logo by Dan Arena (dormitiondesigns.com)

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