The Dewey Decibel System, by MC Lars & Mega Ran (2024)

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Lars: You like books, Mega Ran?Mega: Indeed I do. (What, what, what, what?)FaceOmeter: This, is the Dewey Decibel System.Mega: Let's get it started.VERSE 1:M: Yo, they call him MC Lars!L: And this is Mega Ran, I vow to tell the truthM: Just like when you take the Stand.L: Still Shining in the mic.M: Stephen King, with no Misery.L: Nat Philbrick with the realness.M: So you'd better know your history.L: So while they're sleeping on us...M: ... like Washington Irving. Great Expectations. Kept their fires burning.L: This Confederacy of Dunces will never secede!M: So as Lars Buroughs deep...L: Ran Howls on the beat!M: Call me Samuel Becket, because...L: You may not expect it.M: We tour well, like Orwell.L: Plus we've been known to wreck it, rocking, classic forms, like...M: Five - seven - five. So...L: ... do me a favor!M: Get your hands high.... L: Cool!M: Charles Dickens with the raw rhythms. Feel the Sound and the Fury...L: ... with the bars that we give 'em!M: Got beats!L: Plus...M: Books!L: Plus...M: Buddies for the win!L: On the road once again.L&M: Now we're gone with the wind!M: Peace!FaceOmeter: This, is the Dewey Decibel System. (Modulated and flipped).M: Hey, hey, hey, hey... just read everyday.

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VERSE 1: (LARS)Way, down in Oceana they rewrite the pastThey erase the facts and the middle classThey say 2+2 is 5 anyway, it's doublethink foreverAnd ignorance is strengthBut I'm in the corner hiding, they can't see what I'm writingThe telescreen is watching, in my journal I'm confidingWe gave up all our liberties when we forgot to votebut Julia is brave, and she sends me secret noteskissing through the ski masks, we’re creeping through the snowBig Brother would be jealous so we keep it on the lowWhen I met this dude O’Brien - he's got to behonest when he says we can stop the thought police!Now we've got the knack, to attackOr fate is safe like Equifax!And we won't stop writing 'til our work is done,Wait, O'Brien - what's this sign? Room 101?VERSE 2: (MEGA RAN)Yo! One day we meet up at my flatThey swear their allegiance just like thatThen I send Winston my favorite bookGoldstein‘s manifesto and they got hookedListen, they thought I was another brotherHad no clue that I was under coverTortured Winston with electroshock made it gets so hot that heRolled over on Julia even though he loved herI know they thought that I betrayed themBut in the mayhem I was trying to save themRe-education, my specializationSting operation, the art of persuasion101 the last step done, 
still type stunned at the person I’ve becomeDoublethink got me sharp as a knifeI’m just doing my job, Inner Party for life!CHORUS:1984! The number! Another summerThis year Big Brother's going under!(They lay down laws from state to statewith Doublethink, they perpetrate)VERSE 3: (B DOLAN)From classics to CliffsNotes to memory holes In the trap (set to kill hope) the penalty's knownGive me access to glitch codes in every phone Keep you tapped in to snitch mode and never alone.The owners mastered the impulse to shelter at home. You'd rather strap in than match wits with predator drones. Promote distractions to captives so petty and passive, picking sides to monopolize dwindling rations I Divide! Colonize! Claim innocent factions Sanitize time's passage, smash the false idols, Even re-design rivals when truth becomes libel,Produce the drums! Shoot the guns on my arrival!What comes after Fake News? Fake words. Language disassembled while them devils take turns. Thats why rappers gotta mumble, they're afraid to be heard...We know the time!CHORUS:1984! The number! Another summerThis year Big Brother's going under!(They lay down laws from state to statewith Doublethink, they perpetrate)

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CHORUS:What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsAnd that Grecian urn?What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsSit back and learn!VERSE 1:Mega: What you know about Keats?Lars: I think he was a poet?Mega: Exactly - what’s his story?Lars: Was hoping you might know it?Mega: A famous British dude, who so prolificHe died at 25, and his odes were sickLars: By ode you mean a shout out?Mega: Basically, like propsTo nightingales and urns, the dude he wrote a lotLars: Was he famous in his time? Raheem: No, kind of like PoeOr Melville, history would prove he was dopeLars: Go back, Mega Ran, he gave props to an urn?Mega: A vase for ashes, take notes and learnImagine this urn just sitting in a closetA metaphor chilling by itself, like a prophetthis vase told a story with pictures in the clay Lars: Pottery meets poetry? yo what did it say?CHORUS:What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsAnd that Grecian urn?What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsSit back and learn!VERSE 2:Mega: Let me paraphrase the poetry of one who wrote it wellLife and death co exist Lars: Like heaven does with hell?Mega: See, Keats wrote a poem about art on the vaseof Greek lovers dancing in a bucolic placeancient lives eternal, both women and menLars: Players in pursuit, bumping Biggie in the Benz?Mega: Wait slow down Lars, 'cause they didn’t have carsWe’re talking ancient Greece Lars: Sorry Mega, spit those barsMega: A cold pastoral, frozen in time,forever on that vase!Lars: Transcribed through a rhyme ?Mega: The fleeting scene, had the poet inspiredLars: To write on his page with iambic fire?Mega: See, beauty and truth, they were one and the sameSynonymous together through a Keatsian frameLars: While cities they all crumble that urn had advice?Mega: His words will last forever, that MC was nice!CHORUS:What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsAnd that Grecian urn?What you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsWhat you know about KeatsSit back and learn!LARS AND MEGA RAN TOGETHER:Because truth is beauty and beauty is truthtruth is beauty and beauty is truthBecause truth is beauty and beauty is truthLARS: Peace!MEGA RAN: Yeah!LARS: Yeah fools!MEGA RAN: What! Keats!

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VERSE 1: [MC LARS]I'm alive man, (yeah!) but don't know where the heck I am (what?)washed up on shore, now I can barely move my handscreatures crawling on my chest - the crowds began to swarmand when I tried to sit up well and they shot me in the arm!Ow! With a thousand tiny arrows, guess I’d been captured, by these bite sized Lilliputians - and they’re hella enraptured ‘cause their tiny jaws dropped, like they’d just seen a dragonwhen I took a giant dump, they brought a hundred the wagons!They had customs, and things that they were used tolike way they broke their eggs, unlike the heathens of BlefuscuSmall side first, they had they me steal their shipsthey told me to take 'em out, and that’s when I quitI said, "Genocide is bad!", then the castle caught on fireI peed and put it out, which quite inflamed their irelabeled as a traitor, they tried to pluck my eyesa journey almost as bad as my last United flight (oh!)CHORUS: [JILL SOBULE]Shipwrecked, shipwreckedHow did I wind up in this mess, this mess?High above the king and all his subjectsLike a monster in a foreign land, nowdon't understand how, I'mShipwrecked, shipwreckedWashed ashore, they tied my arms and my legsEverything is cool, but everything changesYeah, yeah, had some big plans to travelBut my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked!VERSE 2: [MEGA RAN]My crew and me used to be tight like a corsetTill everything became distortedA mutiny they took my resourcesI awaken in a land that was gorgeous...Full of anthropomorphic horses?Unsullied, like the Grey Worm, what they learnIs devoid of dissonance, every citizen totally innocentIm digging this, I even had to explainThe set of laws the govern the land from whence I cameSuch as, in my home we get to choose who will lead usThe person with the least votes is defeatedUnless of course he's got enough influence to beat itSo I guess the rules can be adjusted as needed"But what's a rule?" ahh, an instruction, because without them there'd be chaos"We don't have those!", maybe our values are way off?No one's lying, police sirens and no crime scenesCan't wait to get back and tell the homies what I've seenCHORUS: [JILL SOBULE]Shipwrecked, shipwreckedHow did I wind up in this mess, this mess?From Equestria I made my exitLike a monster in a foreign land, nowdon't understand how, I'mShipwrecked, shipwreckedWashed ashore, they tied my arms and my legsEverything is cool, but everything changesYeah, yeah, had some big plans to travelBut my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked!VERSE 3: [STORYVILLE]Gulliver, one hell of a travelerI would love to take a moment, open his travelogueBeen near and far, Kokomo to ZanzibarA prodigy out to sea on odyssey, obviously!Seems strange sightings, it's exciting as lighting!(Ha - it is lighting!) How'd he find the time to write this thing?Encountering everyone from giants, to little mini peopleScience-minded business people, mortals grown-up old and feebleSavage creatures with human features, brutish and brutalThe he found a Yahoo without even using GoogleAnd even after what his mutinous crew would do to himHe discovered an island of horses named HouyhnhnmIt comes to understand that these chivalrous kingsAnd glistening rings are all truly frivolous thingsTheir humanity's been caught in trivialities and fallaciesand class and caste to built up these walls, castles and palacesCHORUS: [JILL SOBULE]Shipwrecked, shipwreckedHow did I wind up in this mess, this mess?The smallest guy in town, it's got me upset Like a monster in a foreign land, nowdon't understand how, I'mShipwrecked, shipwreckedWashed ashore, they tied my arms and my legsEverything is cool, but everything changesYeah, yeah, had some big plans to travelBut my plans unraveled when I'm shipwrecked!

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GPS: In point .666 miles, turn left at Sleepy Holly Drive, Tarrytown, New YorkMEGA RAN: Where are we?MC LARS: The GPS says this is the venue, but, it doesn't look like a venue, does it?MEGA RAN: I don't get itMC LARS: I'll go try to find the promoterMEGA RAN: Where are we, man?MC LARS: I think it's the venue, but it's a freaking graveyard! What the heck!VERSE 1:LARS: It was a cold dark night in Sleepy HollowWhen we rolled up for sound check - in my mom's VolvoI said Mega Ran, are you sure this is the place?With the tombstones, cobwebs, and speakers on the graves?MEGA RAN: This is it, I say that with no hesitationThe skulls and stuff are simply decorations!The contract says Headless Horseman ProductionsFlag down the promoter let's have a discussionLARS: We met the promoter, pumpkin for a headWe said "We hope it’s live ‘cause the crowd looks dead"He showed us the green room back behind the churchHe said, "sound check quick, ‘cause you guys are on first”MEGA RAN: Now I'm done some checks in some real strange surroundingsBut when skeletons are asking how it's soundingIt got me kinda shook, virtually insaneThe headlining DJ was Ichabod craneCHORUS:It was, Sleepy Hollow! Halloween eve!Candy and treats and tricks up our sleeves!Ghosts and zombies, they waited in lineBut I think the promoter done lost his mindVERE 2:LARS: DJ Ichabod Crane was backstage pacingSkinny as a rail there was no mistakingthat something was awry, face was white as snowWe said it's nice to meet you, we’re the opening showMEGA: In a creepy green room lots of posters on the wallAnd strangely Mr. Crane was headlining them allThis isn't doing much to assuage my fearsHe's been playing this place for the last hundred yearsLARS: We said, "How’s the presale? It can’t be that bad‘Cause we dropped $50 bucks on the Facebook ad"He said "it’s not the typical audience you knowwith ghosts and zombies in first three rows"MEGA: So they're a rowdy bunch cool nothing I haven't seenThen Ichabod tells me there's a sweet guaranteeBut the contract has one huge SurpriseWe play this show for the rest of our livesCHORUS:It was, Sleepy Hollow! Halloween eve!Candy and treats and tricks up our sleeves!Ghosts and zombies, they waited in lineBut I think the promoter done lost his mind

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VERSE 1:LARS: It was just after 4 in the afternoonwhen the badgers in the hills began to snoozeas the mome raths cried and the borogoves dreamedsilently they slept as the Jabberwocky screamedWow! Sounds like something was awryburbling it beckoned, I was straight up petrifiedIn uffish thought I waited, tossing turning in my sleepwith my vorpal sword in hand I heard the jabberwocky creep!MEGA RAN: Snicker snack went the blade as he gimbled in the wabeWhiffing through the weird wood they misunderstand my waysYes my mouth is agape, I let out such a yellBut the reason for this melching was a branch that had fellAnd it caught me on my noggin in a slithy kinda wayMade me frumious today so they choose to run awayIf they just give me a chance, look beneath my bruh exteriorWe could have a frabjous day, instead things are getting eerierCHORUS:Beware the jabberwock(Beware the Jabberwocky)Beware the jabberwock(Beware the Jabberwocky)With jaws that bite, and claws that catch! (ooh!)VERSE 2:LARS: Beware the Jabberwocky, he’s known to catch a bodyWith jaws that bite and chew you up - if you've been acting naughtyGalumphing through the forest snicker snacking with his crew‘cause the Jubjub bird is fuming and the bandersnatch is tooBy the Tumtum tree, um, Jabberwock appearedWith 47 teeth, black antennas for his earsEyes aflame he howled at me I struck him with my bladeBeamishly I chortled, MC Lars had saved the dayMEGA: They call me Manxome, far from handsome and a foe of all that’s perfectBut I mind my mimsy business it’s a rap I’m undeserving ofthe Tilley woods i call my home has consated my heartBut there’s a threat at every corner so you learn to move smartI spot a boy he drew is weapon guess my looks have got him threatenedI burbled to him a simple question, don't you think you need protection?Cause it’s dangerous to go alone galumphing to an exit, andAnd in less than a second…. my head was disconnected CHORUS:Beware the jabberwock(Beware the Jabberwocky)Beware the jabberwock(Beware the Jabberwocky)With jaws that bite, and claws that catch! (ooh!)

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LARS: Still stabbin'. Slice. Rome. 44 BC!VERSE 1: (MC LARS)Friends, Romans, countrymenLend me your ears; and I’ll speak to themI come to bury Cæsar, not to praise himLying bloody on the steps ‘cause could we not save himSee the evil men do lives after themGood interred in their bones so I’m asking whenThe poor cried, why did Caesar weep?And refuse the crown - how many times? Three?He was my friend, faithful and justBrutus - thought you knew this, now you’re losing my trustRomulus and Remus think they’re spinning in their graves'cause the noblest Roman has misbehavedWoe to the hands that shed this blood (blood!)Fierce civil strife - and I’ve really had enoughEt tu Brute? Uou’d better say farewellYou’d better say your prayers, 'cause I’m sending you to hell!CHORUS:We got blood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreVERSE 2: (MEGA RAN)Those that will hear me speak, take a breatherYou may hate me, call me a creatureJulius, he's been a great leaderBut behold, we had to sleigh Caesar!We agreed, may cry todayBut he would have brought drama and tidal wavesAnd if I offend you, speak right awayWould you rather live free or die a slave?I foresee the future, wars and confusion, and us in a stuporMake no mistake, I don't have my rulerI just love Rome more, we can't lose herSo I need you to be patientNot like Mark Antony, over there hatin'My heart is breakin', too, don't be mistakenBut civilization has got to awakenCHORUS:We got blood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreVERSE 3:MC LARS: Best Beware the ides of March and April tooClaudius and Brutus we are coming for youWith Caesar's ghost so thirsty for revengeYou'll be, beginning for mercy when we finally meet againMEGA RAN: Yo, I did it not for me, but for my governmentI feel like I belong up in a rubbish binI made a covenant, he was my brother manI'm haunted by it, that's my punishmentMC LARS: We got zero forgiveness, your business was sicknessYou killed the greatest leader, Rome ever witnessedO, pardon me, did you see the bloody sheet?That’s why I can’t be gentle, why I can’t be meekMEGA RAN: And it stained my mental! I'm so regretful!Made a deal with my devil and my soul I wrestledI killed not thee with half so good a willGoodbye my servant, Caesar now be stillCHORUS:We got blood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreVERSE 3: (DAN BULL)Ay, I'm Cassius, not quite as loyal as Lassie isRome's in need of a bit of liberationDon't you see? Let me give a demonstrationMe and my men had been conspiring to violenceA while and tonight was the night that we finallyDecided the time had arrived to provide itThe Ides of March marks the demise of a tyrantMet Caesar on the steps of the senateAbout to free his neck from the liquid within itWe crowded round him and then just in a minuteWe were thrusting them in him, lost in a bloodlustUninhibited, until he couldn't resistAnd laid limp in a lump, wouldn't summon the physician'cause he's finished, no longer in the positionTo dismiss our petition, he would have lived if he'd listenedCHORUS:We got blood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreBlood, guts, a body on the floorJulius Caesar your reign is no moreOUTRO:Cry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of warCry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of warCry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of warCry "Havoc!", let slip the dogs of war

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LARS: Hey Mega Ran! I've been making beats!MEGA RAN: Wait, for real?LARS: Here, let me play you one. This is one of my favoritesMEGA RAN: Cool, let it runLARS: Maybe we can put it on the recordLARS:Uh. That's cool right?Books are tight! Books are tight, I read a lotBooks are tight (that's tight, right?) I read a lotYo, I'm MC Lars and I read lots of books(Mega Ran: Wait...)I rap about 'em too, and I leave rappers shookI read a Poe poem and I did a Poe thingAnd then I also did some ska music where I had the guy singFrom the Aquabats! Now what you think of that?Now typically about video games, Mega Ran rapsBut now we rap about books, yeah!Because reading is forgotten in this culture of screens(Mega Ran: Wait, Lars)And humanity aren't value in the schools, in the schoolsMEGA RAN: Stop... stop!! So let's, let's send that to the maybe pile. Wait, don't we have a ska track on here?

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INTRO: Bartleby! Herman Melville! What a winning combo. Chyeah!VERSE 1: (LARS)One day I placed an ad for a systems engineerHe showed up in a Toasters shirt, with AirPods in his earsHe was fluent in Java, Python, PHP,I told him he was hired, his name BartlebyHis workflow was incredible, 10 sessions on his screenFingers flying I was crying ‘cause I’d built the perfect teamOnly wish I’d met him earlier, it’s really not that funnyHow an office space in Sunnyvale can burn that VCI said Bartleby, will you do this simple task?Update your iOS and see if it will run our app? And he said!CHORUS:No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.VERSE 2: (Mega Ran)In the morning Mr. Turkey’s steady coding like a proPumping data, without failure, but starts to slow down laterAnd Nipper’s got a tummy ache from last night’s dinnerAnd starts to get distracted, won’t put down the fidget spinnerSo questions arising over cryptic algorithmsTo solve the dispute, they seek Bartleby’s opinionWe’re setting up ecommerce please input the databaseBut the office astonished when they heard Bartleby say…CHORUS:No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.LARS: Hey Turkey! I know you're named after a flightless bird, but I heard you've been working on your scales.(Trombone solo)Can someone please explain why...VERSE 3:LARS: Bartleby won’t leave his office, staring at the brick wallTwenty-seven empty Red Bulls on his desk, but that’s not allMEGA RAN: If he doesn’t leave, we’ll probably have to relocateHe just won’t obey, so he’s got no caseLARS: So the cops took him to prison, and San Quentin's where he satIn a cell in San Rafael, I guess he should of ran that appMEGA RAN: A scuffle breaks out in the yard, Guards telling him you got toReturn to your cell — but he preferred not toCHORUS:No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.No! I'd prefer not to.

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INTRO:LARS: For years, they will remember me... and tremble.CHORUS:Ozymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)The biggest, the best and you gotta respect itOzymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!)VERSE 1:MEGA RAN: I met a traveler from an antique landDescribed a statue of a royal manWith a constant frown as if always downTake a look around at the wreck we foundTwo vast and trunkless legs made of stoneWrinkled lips a commander so coldSculpted with care from the darkness he ledWe dig up the rest to get all of the factsMany of the words have worn off with timeMaking it difficult for one to transcribeSharper than stone, harder than steelPerhaps he can show me the art of the dealI grabbed his shaky hand, my homies called him a crazy manMaybe man or he could’ve been the one toMake Egypt great again, what's the deal?MC LARS: My name is Ozymandias, the King of Kings,I throw the biggest rallies that Cairo has ever seen Even though I'm emperor, I trip on things the people sayFake news, they use, it's true, discrediting my reign? Insane!So sad, my name is everywhere with cold command, they love me soI'm in denial like the river where I set my throne280 characters, worldwide, these hieroglyphics speakLook on my works, ye mighty, and despair! Obey your king!CHORUS:Ozymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)The biggest, the best and you gotta respect itOzymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!)VERSE 2:MEGA RAN: We cast our votes and now he gloatsKilling hope among the very folksThat he'd claimed he'd help out the mostLooks like this bloke is one big jokeIn the desert looked his people in the eyeTook away protection and left them to dieNothing remains, around decayNo one can stop him get out of the wayEven the info you think you receiveHe calls it false and you have to believeThe air you breathe the marks you setThe hand that mocked them, the heart that fedKing of Kings, boundless and bareLook on his works - and run in despairUpon more digging we just come up shortTurns out this guy isn't quite what we thoughtMC LARS: Gigantic structures in the sand, my legacy remainsThey carve my face in stone as I survey my vast domainFrom here to Athens, out to Syria, I've built my stageAcross the Baltic I've got allies but they'll never sayAnd I will live forever, voice immortalized, see I'mThe greatest leader that the hoi polloi could ever findI say whatever's on my mind so best get on your kneesLook on my works, ye mighty, and despair! Obey your king!CHORUS:Ozymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)The biggest, the best and you gotta respect itOzymandias (doing my thing)Ozymandias (bow to the king)Ozymandias (you best get the message)Ramses II you best get the message (whoo!)

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VERSE 1: (MC LARS)Propsero is the name and it’s a quite a shameThe way the planet is such a mess today‘cause everyone is mad, now imagine thatGot to find a way get the world on trackThey're inventing evil ways to infiltrateShooting up a crowd of 58I don't agree with their politicsHow can I stop the apocalypsePlus anytime I try to get to some sleepMy depression gets the best of meI can’t get any rest, it’s truePlaying Mario Kart in my vestibuleWait, maybe I could throw a party, dude?Ask Drake to come play and a song or twoDid I mention I was a millionaire?The world is dying slow, but I don't care!They're lowering my income taxMy CPA saved a lots from thatNow I may as well go and blow these racksOn caviar and CadillacsGet my best friends put ‘em on the listHave you ever seen a party quite like this?Got Bacardi, Hennessy and apple juiceLock the doors and keep the sickness out my dude... we are!CHORUS:Gonna throw the greatest bashBring a friend and bring a mask(Cause you never know what's going toHappen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track)Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!)Locking down the castle hatchMaking sure we're Instagramming every moment‘cause we’re young forever - how about that?VERSE 2: (MEGA RAN)Heard about a party in the HamptonsIn a huge seven room mansionFunny how with so much death aroundPeople still can manage drinking and dancingBut I keep refreshing my FacebookFor an invite, but no diceIn my face these dudes are so niceBut behind my back call me a low lifeSaw a conversation on the DiscordBout a balcony on the 5th floorSpot atop a mountain with a chocolate fountainAnd a tennis court if you get boredGot seven rooms, all different themesKinda wishing I was in the sceneBut I’m part nerd and I’m part jockAnd there isn’t room for the in-betweensMike Mizanin clicked maybeAnd you know he brings out the A-ListCall my homie to tell him the latestAnd he tells me I hate to say this..."But I got my invite yesterday,"Kinda took my freakin breath awayNo effin’ way… I've been betrayedBut it's all good, I hope it's great (ha)CHORUS:Gonna throw the greatest bashBring a friend and bring a mask(Cause you never know what's going toHappen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track)Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!)Locking down the castle hatchMaking sure we're Instagramming every moment‘cause we’re young forever - how about that?VERSE 3:MC LARS: It’s the soire of the centuryEvery room is painted very differentlyIt’s the safest place you'll ever beSo, put away your negativityKeep the haters and the riff raff outEven RiFF RAFF - yeah we made him bounceGot Steve Aoki playing tracksDoing hella dabs, homie, pass the waxNow who’s this special guest with the micWith a giant hoodie, who could be inside?As he storms the stage all the people screamHe was unannounced - what’s he going to sing?MEGA RAN: I pick up the mic - give it a couple tapsThen go, "One, two!", they in love with thatBeat drops and they rocking right to left, and nowNow it's time to make it hot to deathPull my hoodie off let the plague outSince they barred the doors there’s no way outGot blood spilling like a river flowNow, I’mma how you kill a showBet you didn’t know or expect itYou can neglect it, and reject itBut its destined... you guessed itRed Death is now on the guest listCHORUS:Gonna throw the greatest bashBring a friend and bring a mask(Cause you never know what's going toHappen when you get it popping like a Fat Joe track)Sipping Moet while we laugh (ha ha!)Locking down the castle hatchMaking sure we're Instagramming every moment‘cause we’re young forever - how about that?

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LARS: Look, if you had one shot, or one opportunityTo get away from everything, everyoneWould you do it? Or just let it slip? YoVERSE 1: [MEGA RAN]Now Walden might not have been a Times Best SellerBut we learned plenty from it's lessons, lemme tell yaIt's impact on the culture would be feltBut not 'til twenty years after it hit a shelfSee, most people live their lives half asleepDoing what they're told, functioning like sheepBut Henry David Thoreau was determined to be differentSo one day he made a life altering decisionHe would live two years in a cabinIn the woods, far from anything that was happeningNo phone, no one could contact himNo interactions, meant no distractionsHe could focus on the beauty of natureStrengthening his spirit, becoming completeEating to live, instead of living to eatWhy live in a mental prison, when you can be free?This experiment he teach him true existenceReading, farming, learning and fishingNo talking, just listening (uh!)Nothing brings focus, quite like distanceThe time would prove to be influentialHe'd find deep meaning in the seemingly simpleAnd like magic waved from a wandEverything changed on Walden PondCHORUS:When the world gets you down, there's a place you can goBack to Walden Pond, like Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no internet or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all aloneWhen the world disappoints you, there's a place you can goMarching to a different drummer, Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no radio or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all aloneVERSE 2: [LARS]Cabin life is peaceful, nature over peopleNobody's deceitful everything is equalNo food, he wasn't making a sceneHe just planted and tended two acres of beansHe develops two distinct personasHermit and poet, no strangers to dramaThey would argue about what he was there forRearranged everything he thought he had cared forThe poet would conjure up visionsOf past residents of the cabin that he lived inPoor tradesmen, runaway slavesIn their company is where he spent most daysHe preferred solitude, just being aloneNot gazing or staring at a phoneWith his environment, he'd formed a strong bondAs seasons passed on Walden PondCHORUS:When the world gets you down, there's a place you can goBack to Walden Pond, like Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no internet or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all aloneWhen the world disappoints you, there's a place you can goMarching to a different drummer, Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no radio or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all aloneVERSE 3:(MEGA RAN)Now Walden might not have been a Times Best SellerBut we learned plenty from it's lessons, lemme tell yaSee, most people live their lives half asleepDoing what they're told, functioning like sheepBut henry david thoreau was determined to be differentSo one day he made a life altering decision(MC LARS)When the winter months close inAnd the lake outside is frozenHe takes a stick and pokes holes inJust to see how deep the lake goes100 feet, but as it starts to get late thoughIrish workers cut cubes and take thoseTo sell, first he's upset at all themBut everyone will now get a piece of walden(MEGA RAN)A crack and a roar, and the ice starts thawingLeaves turn green and birds start callingSummertime is coming I supposeAnd the walden experiment is coming to a closeA whole 2 years, of intense self discoveryProbably needed another year of recoveryBut he left us with lessonsMeet your life head on, be aware of your blessings(MC LARS)So much potential untappedOnce its over you can't come backAny sort of fear or resentment will diminishWhen you find your fulfillment in life, don't chase richesFind truth, live life to the full extentGot to give it 110%'Cause you only get one, when it's gone it's goneOne of many lessons learned on Walden PondCHORUS:When the world gets you down, there's a place you can goBack to Walden Pond, like Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no internet or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all aloneWhen the world disappoints you, there's a place you can goMarching to a different drummer, Henry David ThoreauLiving in the woods with no radio or phoneTwo years, two months, to days all alone

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MEGA RAN: Uh. Uh huh. Who watch, who watch, who watch?VERSE 1:(MEGA RAN)Yo, they passed the Keane Act without my feedbackStructure we lack, it’s all ‘bout green backsTime to beat back the wolves, but keep backCause times are changing – it’s off the meat rackI’m on lockdown, but Doc’s on the caseSituation spotty like these dots on my faceMask is back on, I tend to mine'Cause if we don’t step up, the end is nigh(MC FRONTALOT)Technically I’m Nite Owl II, don’t mix me up with the first oneRight on cue, observe a crime and alert someFigures of authority, cause I’ve gone quits on the "cape game"Midsection’s gone thick to my great shame!And my gadgets are all dustyBut my conscience still nags pretty bad, you can trust meTo get fussy, also to get freakyWhile we’re flying up on high in Archimedes!CHORUS:Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But police in this town move way too slowWho watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But something's going on and the people want to knowVERE 2:(MISS EAVES)Hollywood wanna test me and make me 2DLatex legacy my ex tastes of batteriesYa! Women are from Venus, I'm on marsLearning the comedian is my fatherSo guess crime fighting is in my bloodMy mom pushed me to this family businessJailbreak queen, Rorshach out of sing singMy existence makes Jon save everything(MC LARS)Blood running down my face like the button in the streetA problematic hero? Many would would agreeY'all ain’t ready for Eddie, have you heard what I did?I went to Vietnam and I murdered some kids (what!)See I’m part Thomas Hobbes sometimes a comedianI was tossed out the window, landed on the medianVigilante justice, hunting hippies with a smileWe protect them from themselves and we do it with styleCHORUS:Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But police in this town move way too slowWho watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But something's going on and the people want to knowVERSE 3:(SCHÄFFER THE DARKLORD)It is 1945, father is a watchmakerIt is '59, molecular incineratorJon is gone, in three months I am there againDoc's a god, they'll say the superman's AmericanI am in the past, future, I am on MarsI am 99 syllables in eight barsThe world's smartest man, wealthy by birthrightIs no more of a threat to me than is its smartest termite(QUELLE CHRIS)The smartest man cold as winterWorld turned me bitterI been overstimulating before Facebook and TwitterWith a wall full of screensAccount full of green andBuilt a hideout where it's white outFor the plotting and the schemingGot a lyger named BubastisI silenced and retired my peersTo cover the dark matter in my conscienceWith time it won't get betterThe dawn is turning redderShow the world to its demise so it can get itself togetherCHORUS:Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But police in this town move way too slowWho watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (Man, I don't know)Who watches the Watchmen? (I don't know)But something's going on and the people want to knowMEGA RAN: Who watches the Watchmen?

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LARS: You're listening to the Bookworm Podcast. This week, we have Ta-Nehisi Coates whose book "Between the World and Me" is a look at institutionalized racism in America today.LARS: Thanks for being here, I hope it's not that awkwardto talk about these topics - but you’re like my favorite authorI heard that you’re a father? This book is for your son?is it okay if i like it? And I tell everyone?MEGA RAN: Tell everyone that you meet but be sure to understandThat I wrote this for my son, 'cause he's about to be a manAnd I needed him to know that the world that he's coming up in is a ruseAnd everyone's a threat, even you...LARS: Hold up, I’m not racist, you can ask my mamaI saw the 2Pac movie and I voted for Obamatwice, plus I think the alt-right is disgustingLet's melt those status down, it's not even worth discussingMEGA RAN: No one is racist, if you let them tell itIt's like denying you see color's the new epidemicWhite supremacy's embedded, and there ain't no getting rid of itBut You don't have the privilege to remain ignorantMC LARS: Police violence, how do we prevent it?harassing young black men and siphoning their essence likeEric Garner, Michael Brown, Tamir Rice, Walter Scott,Freddie Gray, Prince Jones? Honestly it’s got to stopMEGA RAN: "Coincidentally" those were Eric Garner’s wordsRight before the moment he was choked out on the curbI ain't got all the answers, but a very small partIs replacing the fear with knowledge, that’s a startMC LARS: You talk about your father in "the Beautiful Struggle"Vietnam and privilege and piercing the bubbleis that connected to the Richard Wright poem that you quote?in the title of your book? People want to know!MEGA RAN: Didn't fit in in the schools, wouldn't fit in in the streetsBlack folks still ain't free, yet a Black life is cheap andSome Police officers in fact have found joyIn Instilling fear in the heart of black and brown boysMC LARS: Let’s talk appropriation? Where’s the line?It’s been like 40 years, shouldn’t rap be color blind?How about Woah Vicky? A modern Al Jolson?Remember Slim Jesus? He's finished, I'm hoping.MEGA RAN: Well, hip-hop will be and forever has beenThe news network of the streets, the ghetto CNNIt's just that I prefer a rapper that speaking with clarityAnd not blurring the line between artistic and parodyMC LARS: One final thing that I need to confessThe 9/11 part confused me, and I have to addresshow you felt so disconnected from the firemen who diedIn the buildings on that Tuesday - they sacrificed their lives!MEGA RAN: Man, I gamble with my life when I walk down the blockEvery day wondering if it's the day I get shotFrom the Mecca to the homeland; it’s impossible to understandLiving every day feeling like a wanted manMC LARS: You write about plunder, you write about knives subjugation and fear, that you’ve seen your whole lifeNational landmarks, still casting a shadowBlack Lives do matter, just ask Rachel MaddowMEGA RAN: Well it's easy for you to say when we never owned y'allFor every Rachel Maddow there's a Rachel DolezalI know it's sounds bleak, but we all play a partIn protecting black bodies and furthering the artMC LARS: I’ve got friends in Atlanta, Oakland and InglewoodI’m just trying to stay conscious, use my platform for goodLook I’m sorry if I sound misinformed rhymesyour book it really moved me and it opened up my eyesMEGA RAN: That's really good to hear, so here’s what you need to doBuy a couple copies and gift them to your crewAnd don't forget the names, don't forget the facesInfiltrate spaces of fascists and racistsAnd tell them the truth... tell them the truth. Go on.

released June 7, 2019

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