Muzak

by Chopperman

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released April 4, 2016

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Chopperman Lawrence, Kansas

Art's defective when its not directed by the heart connected to the hand / Raw expression unlocks the heaven of the God that's within the man

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Track Name: Save the Day
yo, broadcasting from home
chopperman's in the zone
droppin' that exploratory oratory
on a path thats unknown
even if i backtrack cause yo
i've been breathing that grass smoke
short term memory dwindling
but thats okay, i let the past go
but i'll still rock some old Camp Lo
i hold on to the classics, thats my gold
to make one of my own, thats my goal
has been ever since a child
when i was 20 years old
i found an SP and i was sold
it was just what i need to get goin'
on this journey to the ocean
i sail away
knowing this way's the way
chopper's gonna save the day
this boat's gonna make some waves
the wake's gonna rock the place
chopper's gonna save the day

ay, i really dont know what to say
but i'm still gonna flow anyway
the rhyme schemes guide me through the maze
writing is my key for finding a way
its a great exercise for the brain
to focus on what the gut's saying
then come up and try to explain
from the depth without sounding insane
if you can't then its time for a change
if it doesn't make sense its a shame
and that goes for everything
down to the inane cartoons they play
some students think logic is lame
because school can make knowledge a pain
with dumb rules to tame the mind, causing rage
drum loops can break them out of their cage
the right rhythms slay
the negative vibes in the place
chopper's gonna save the day
the good ones are gaining strength
the villains are gonna pay
chopper's gonna save the day
Track Name: This SP Thing
drawn to the wax, i longed for the scratch
like a dog in a lamp shade collar for gnats
got a lot of bad grades in college for that
skipping class to study the science of rap
had some turntables but my hands weren't stable
enough to stay in the groove but i was on the right track
one day i was reading a magazine called Scratch
and came across an amazing ad on the back
Roland just released their new SP
a masterpiece named the 404 OG
the thing seemed to jump right off the page
i had one in hand in a matter of days
i took it home just about clueless how to use it
i read the first few bits of the manual to it
and realized this machine works like a dream
i'd finally found an engine to utilize the steam
i was filled to the brim with, i plugged it in
and in an instant was pumping like a piston
and since then, i've been a raw addict
chomping at the bit to chop the next flip
the drums like drugs i drop to exit
the lower level lifting to the top in seconds
the start of it was quick but not the lessons
all the flips were shit for the first thousand sessions
but i could see the heavens in the distance
the freedom of skills that can manifest visions
and here i am, still on that mission
still a student, noone's omniscient
those who think they are are the dimmest of dimwits
too apprehensive to toss their little chips in
before we can even begin to win
we must lose again and again and again
Track Name: Mucus
i'll flow all day and tonight too
tomorrow also, it's what i do
with the right loop, the kid can rise to
tremendous heights through kicking rhymes to it
giving my 2 cents, spitting my fluids
not giving two shits who's thinking i'm stupid
i am, i'm a bonafide doofus
clueless, when I do get a clue i just lose it
but it's cool since it fuels this music
i use this mucus to stick the truth to my tooth with, like
when you lose a possession
you were due for the lesson
and even if that shit was expensive
the lesson was worth every damn cent of it
at least if the apprentice is attentive
each mess speaks a message, listen or you'll miss it
i'm clenching a wrench with intentions to fix shit
fix it or ditch it since just bitching is senseless
it gets noone anywhere but a victim convention
held below the competition
elbow grease is the only way
to build a decent home these days
the powers that be want us all down on our knees
fighting for crumbs that fall down from the feast
if enough of us stand at once
we can flip the table on these fat cat chumps
debts are like nets, late fees are chain links
stress is like vests that squeeze until we can't breathe
i believe its time to release constantly
or at least frequently, we often need it
let go and just watch the stress fall
holding on hits hard as a brick wall
Track Name: See It Through
let's get 'em, i hit 'em with a redefinition
of death sentence when i spit this venom
yep, killin' with resiliance reptilian
reflect the brilliance of a billion suns when i flex filaments
respect the elements, they'll pump you with adrenaline
ridalin's a little bitch next to this stimulant
some authentic holistic medicine
to strengthen your neck and thicken up your skin
they didn't think that i was quick enough to win
but here i am, catching up to them
when i pass they won't even know it
because my path goes deep in the foliage
as i forge it through this foreign forest
have i used this metaphor before? shit
on with this metamorphic portrait
lost in it? let the chorus sort it
you are where you need to be
doing what you need to do
seeing what you need to see
you're gonna see it through
through the bullshit, through the sickness
through the bushes, through the thickets
up the mountain, to the summit
for the challenge and view of it
if you love it, set it free
if it returns, it was meant to be
a cliche of clean chi
when we become possessive it just brings grief
the kind of pain that stings deep
not even novocaine can bring relief
the only way to make it go away
is to let go of the way you wanted things to stay
let go of the way that it was yesterday
this moment is the only thing you get to claim
this moment, it changes ceaselessly
if you know what i'm saying, sing with me
i am where i need to be
doing what i need to do
seeing what i need to see
i'm gonna see it through
we are where we need to be
doing what we need to do
seeing what we need to see
we're gonna see it through
Track Name: A Piece of Mine
on with the fonk
we pack songs with the stuff
like bongs with the skunk, hit strong as a blunt
take a long puff or pass it on if you want
it's not for everyone but i love a good buzz
and rock a steady one
i float like a feather off the heavy drums
dropping rhymes feels like dropping 80 tons
i rock for many reasons, mainly fun
they can take these funds but can't make me suck
meaningful practice kills wackness
hopefully before the planet kills Atlas
i used to feel like i carried my world
until i realized it was never my world
i claimed peace of mind
when i became a piece of mine
Track Name: How Can I Harmonize?
full tank, clean oil
common man feeling royal
its chopperman, tilling the soil
like a farmhand, hard as hell i toil
forming a plan that you can't poke holes through
i'm telling you but won't tell you i told you
i follow the gold rule, i'm old school
like mario and toadstool, here's some more fuel
check it out, chug it down, shed the doubt, chuck the frown
chase the dream, change the world, or at least just the town
check your head, trust your gut, speak your mind, bust your nut
sing your songs, show your love, be yourself, strut your stuff
move your ass, cut a rug, do your dance like noone does
you're the one that made it up, to enhance goin nuts
the last defense against events that dispense dissonance
to tune into cacophony we gotta be resilient musicians
in this symphony of existence
in which intentions are like different instruments
for instance if the composition calls for rhythm
and you're on the winds then you went with the wrong decision
when we're out of tune with our lives
countless conundrums are soon to arise
so when out of sync, its time to think
how can i harmonize?

how can i harmonize the sound of my martian vibes
with earth tones, i never know but i gotta try
twisting these knobs until in key with the melody
to improvise my own little piece of it merrily
through the dark and light parts alike
the songs of fright are fun if you rock them right
gotta dive right into the monster's eye
treat the storm like a wild bronco ride
you'll only survive if you're holding on tight
rolling rolling rolling, rawhide!
chop it up, flip the cuts, loop it up, write the rhymes
spit the verse, sing the hook, work the mix until it binds
everything intertwines but tangles sometimes
keep your line straight and its nothing to unwind
you can just slide straight out the mess of the mind
and glide spaced out, mercifully undefined
spending only a moment of time totally outside
sometimes is crucial to avoiding suicide
both the slow kind and the instant
to get throught this we gotta be resilient musicians
in this symphony of existence
in which intentions are like different instruments
for instance if the composition calls for rhythm
and you're on the winds then you went with the wrong decision
when we're out of tune with our lives
countless conundrums are soon to arise
so when out of sync, its time to think
how can i harmonize?
Track Name: Life Ten
and it begins again
vibes is why, on the one is the when
with the right now is the how
right here is the where, the what is the sound
of love abound, it's all around
from undergound to above the clouds
east and west and north and south
right and left and up and down
inside and outside the flesh
if you can't find it try to try less
and if that doesn't work then try more
and if that makes it worse try more like before
i'm not sure of much but i'm sure of this
if not for the love, life is full of shit
without the sun i would not exist
the light is one like the consciousness
i'm high as the moon from the cannabis
high like the tune on a mandolin
hi how are you? i'm dandy as
candy is, thanks to these bandages
the transition from kitten to mountain lion is
often agonizing but i'm not sacrificing it
fell down a thousand times and still climbing
the cat that somehow stayed alive til life ten
Track Name: Be Water
uninformed of the whys and hows of it
just exploring the what that has the sun lit
one with it like i'm on the magic fungus
unreal is the mantra that i funk with
what a trip, the stars aligned
opened up the sky and let this guy inside
so high that our globe looks like a marble
afloat in an infinitely large ocean
a notion that brought a thought that a head nod
is a motion not unlike a bobber when it bobs
like the music speaks the words of Bruce Lee
be water, my friend, like you used to be
flow like a stream until crashing time
ride the wave right and you might catch flight
convert the worst night to the time of your life
surrender's the one way to end the inner strife
its mind over matter but its spirit over mind
without that guidance its steering out of line
i see it all the time how the ego quantifies
comparing itself to everything in sight
since as long as its lesser or greater in size
it knows it exists so its staying alive
making us act out or making us hide
with all the ups and downs breaking our spine
pride making us shout, shame making us whine
both of them sound like a baby thats crying
its time to grow out of the way we define
ourselves based on how many things we can buy
or any other thing we can count
what really matters is staying in the now
my past is in a cave, my future's in outer space
in the light of now, my fears disappear without a trace

tomorrow's okay but i'm all about today
if it rains, i won't try to chase the clouds away
i face a sky thats grey the same as one thats blue
only a fool tries escaping from the truth
Track Name: Muzak feat. Dudley Perkins
bask in the blast of the boom bap
jammin's natural as a whole foods rack
asking the cat to craft a new slap is
like asking to laugh, i have to do that
imagining life without its too sad
like imagining life without this muzak
this that sunday afternoon track
to snap the new jacks out the fool traps
it makes sense they call their tunes crack
you'd have to be on crack to rock those fast hats
rapping about how they slang this and blast that
you'd have to be wack to dig those asshats
but at least they practice a craft
something many millenials lack and its sad
engorging gigs until they gag
4G service and still they lag
virtually worthless and still they brag
like they saved the world with memes and hashtags
they're not that bad, i don't mean to act mad
i just can't stand how they can't understand
when bad meaning good goes back to being bad
its time to relook exactly where we're at
before we're on our back to take a dirt nap
lets hold strong as a napsack made of burlap

bathe in the bliss of the blessed boom bip
its that sunday afternoon flip
its that cruise the avenue without
a clue how to lose, feeling about as loose as
can be, simply groovin'
with this simple beat, its simply soothin'
suddenly all confusion
seems like it was only an illusion
in a rush things become convoluted
the benefits of patience are all inclusive
life is a test graded on improvement
flunk it or ace it, we all are students
love it or hate it you got to admit
its some beatiful shit to be able to live
regardless if a god can listen
we oughta praise and honor this
awesome place that brought us in
and then did not even charge us rent
my lord is the land, my landlord's a pimp
we all get forked by that corporate trident
but i won't let them taint my essence
i stay gratious since the greatest lessons
don't take a red cent, just take a second
think about the things you've been hatin'
and think about how much important information
you've been fortunate to take from them
not to mention the inspiration
it just wouldn't be the same without satan
we need symbols to train against
i thank my enemies for my strenght and grit
even more so than my fam and friends
it takes made pressure forming gems
Track Name: How Can I Harmonize Remix
full tank, clean oil
common man feeling royal
its chopperman, tilling the soil
like a farmhand, hard as hell i toil
forming a plan that you can't poke holes through
i'm telling you but won't tell you i told you
i follow the gold rule, i'm old school
like mario and toadstool, here's some more fuel
check it out, chug it down, shed the doubt, chuck the frown
chase the dream, change the world, or at least just the town
check your head, trust your gut, speak your mind, bust your nut
sing your songs, show your love, be yourself, strut your stuff
move your ass, cut a rug, do your dance like noone does
you're the one that made it up, to enhance goin nuts
the last defense against events that dispense dissonance
to tune into cacophony we gotta be resilient musicians
in this symphony of existence
in which intentions are like different instruments
for instance if the composition calls for rhythm
and you're on the winds then you went with the wrong decision
when we're out of tune with our lives
countless conundrums are soon to arise
so when out of sync, its time to think
how can i harmonize?

how can i harmonize the sound of my martian vibes
with earth tones, i never know but i gotta try
twisting these knobs until in key with the melody
to improvise my own little piece of it merrily
through the dark and light parts alike
the songs of fright are fun if you rock them right
gotta dive right into the monster's eye
treat the storm like a wild bronco ride
you'll only survive if you're holding on tight
rolling rolling rolling, rawhide!
chop it up, flip the cuts, loop it up, write the rhymes
spit the verse, sing the hook, work the mix until it binds
everything intertwines but tangles sometimes
keep your line straight and its nothing to unwind
you can just slide straight out the mess of the mind
and glide spaced out, mercifully undefined
spending only a moment of time totally outside
sometimes is crucial to avoiding suicide
both the slow kind and the instant
to get throught this we gotta be resilient musicians
in this symphony of existence
in which intentions are like different instruments
for instance if the composition calls for rhythm
and you're on the winds then you went with the wrong decision
when we're out of tune with our lives
countless conundrums are soon to arise
so when out of sync, its time to think
how can i harmonize?
Track Name: Mind Over Matter
this one's a little something to twist tongues and test lungs
just having some fun, i bust
just having some fun but still challenging them and myself
with these rhymes i don't rush
i take them as they come, as patient as i can,
hurrying up this stuff sucks
i don't torture myself over my artwork
at work i suffer more than enough
i've worked 50 plus hour weeks for 15 months
not proud of it, its just how it was
when i get a few hours to do what i do
i doos what the fuck i does
they ask to commission a drawing from me
but its not worth 100 bucks
because a creation with no inspiration
is not gonna please anyone
i aim to please mainly me when
i make these crazy pieces
i owe these crafts my sanity
i won't betray their freedom
i found the keys to open my being
how dumb would i be to let greed in
i'd rather work 50 hour weeks
than sell my passion depleted
arts defective when its not directed
by the heart connected to the hand
raw expression unlocks the heaven
of the god thats within the man
to not respect it is not accepted
its not something i can stand
i gotta defend it with all i can give it
drawing a line in the sand
cross it and its on in an instant
shits gonna hit the fan
without an outlet the brain is a gauntlet
the migraines split like an atom
when we only pull in without letting go
our resources become crammed
we get more full until we explode
in an insane temper tantrum
staying calm is the name of the game
living in these crazy days
daily problems remain a pain
as long as they're not faced with grace
balance, skill, and power of will
can reshape the things we hate
into a brand new set of wings
that allow us to aviate
and away we go unrestrainable
with our chains below where they belong
as long as i keep my mind over matter
my struggle will make me strong
each soul is a potential vessel
for lyrics from beyond
maintain mental control and you'll
eventually complete your song
Track Name: Goin' Off
i go harder than walter sobchak so check
the show stoppin' flow slaughter, blowin' the set
so hot i'm on fire, glowin' red
like a stove top on high, are you open yet?
when dope chops and tight verses coalesce
there's no blocking the light bursting overhead
there's no doubt in my mind and no regrets
i'm so out of my mind, i'm so obsessed
it sends chills down my spine when it kill the stress
like quills of porcupines when they prick the flesh
at least when requested from an acupuncturist
policemen wear vests that are half as strong as this
my egos up on his mastadon again
he goes nuts when the slap is raw as this
the beats so rough i can't just polish it
i need to crush and smash it all to bits
fee fo fum, the track is monsterous
C's bop gun is blastin' off a clip
feedin' y'all funk like a Bootsy Collins riff
cheefin' on skunk gettin' goofy off the spliff
my trees are not bums they do their job and quick
i breathe with strong lungs consuming oxygen
to release in long gusts of conscious wind
my sleeves are rolled up, i'm goin' all in
no dribbling up to throw the ball in
i'm goin' for the dunk, the show will not end
no drivel because i loathe nonsense
those simpletons bullshittin' can choke on dicks
idiots hold back the whole audience
with a vibe so wack it kills the ambience
nobodys gonna ask why i'm still rockin' this
no way because that shit is so obvious
the flow blazes hot as the Mohave is
my throat's got a thirst that won't calmy quench
goin' off is the cure, i'm no hobbiest
i throw chops that hurt like karate kicks
then helicopter-like i float off, peace kids
over and out