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The Gettysburg Address

by The Speak Easy

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    Even Honest Abe Lincoln wasn't above playing a tune or two on the harmonica when the occasion demanded, as Carl Sandburg related in Abraham Lincoln: The Prairie Years . . . part of his massive study of the 16th President.

    According to the story, Lincoln had just finished a particularly hard day of vote chasing during his 1858 campaign against Stephen Douglas for an Illinois state senate seat. And there he was-off by his lonesome, scrunched down in somebody's battered old farm wagon playing a quiet tune to revive his spirits . . . when someone happened by.

    "Say! Mr. Lincoln!" the surprised citizen called out.

    "What are you doing here playing that mouth organ, when Stephen Douglas is out there in Peoria right this minute campaigning with a brass band?"

    "Let Mr. Douglas have his brass band," said the Illinois rail-splitter.

    "This harmonica will do me just fine."
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Panzer Tank 03:58
At eighteen years, I don’t claim to be enlightened. Straight from the source, don’t need to be cited By the MLA, the verbal KKK No questions like mother may-I Now may I introduce myself; my name is Turbo, The man known for speed, who’s got what you need This beat is fertile soil for my lyrical seed. I’m a red tailed hawk flying over your heads, This ain’t trash talk ripping self-esteem to shreds. I control the substance to this musical stunt, Stuff me in a cigar cause my lyrics are blunt. Realize reality relies on more than facts, revision religion, My lyrics can cut like a verbal circumcision. Life’s a good thing you could call it mas fina, Some see it sacred like Mecca and Medina. No one really knows if heaven’s in the skies and Often life bites like phone service from Verizon At times it’s heavy, by myself I can’t carry At others, it’s ideal so results may vary. I know I can’t join like the League of Nations But you best back up boy, you trying my patience. I write rhymes surely not for a living, Though I find it therapeutic, a gift that keeps giving. Life is what you make it paint a blank canvas. Sort of like a kickflip where I know I can land this. It'll start with a note, a G at that. Then tune in close for that melodic snap. It'll hit like a full out blow, It'll hit like tourettes in your soul! Then you look up and realize something, Box and the keys and strings are bumping. Three banging white boys busting out something. Climax is coming. When will it be? Now? Now? Maybe soon! Waiting on the edge like a virgin for poon! Lights are on and ready is the cam, You know it'll be when the shit goes BAM!
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Tomato 02:55
Check the finesse that we got without tryin’, Underground hip-hop is where we’re relyin’, To resuscitate the rhymes that you hear, Is like breathing underwater without scuba gear. Here’s a life lesson listen close and sit near, Driving drunk is dumb don’t do it, deadly deaths, These alliterations are at their best. Sitting down people still look up to me Cause there is not act I put on you see. Staying true to my self is what I’m all about, Why change yourself just to fit within a crowd? Freeze up, you need to relax and ease up, Stuff your bra so you can be a C-cup. Madness, that’s sadness, ready here we go… I know you failed to do what I told ya, I’m a corduroy phoenix not a buffalo soldier, Alex on the keys with Turb on the strings, When we weave together, we make great things, Sink your teeth in and snatch a big bite, There’s no method to the madness I write. Travel to your land of music it’s not far Take it from Bach, Beastie Boys, Ravi Shankar Calm down, you’re just a little too forward, Mr. Cheetah chasing after the whole herd. This metaphor may seem absurd, Just like a penguin, it’s a flightless bird. I’m never too tired or too weary, I’m not strung out like the great string theory. People just need to keep it real, Break on through your name brand seal. Think for yourself, lose your Rubber Soul, Swallow your pride, spit out original. Conformers and non-conformers, You’re all the same. Identical orders, just different names. I give more than two cents to try to rearrange. I’m not a panhandler, but I’m asking for change. The feeling I get from this, like a barbiturate Can’t stop, won’t stop, never gonna quit. #Louis Armstrong sample# Ahh, you like tomatoes, I like to-mat-oes you like potatoes, I like po-tat-oes, Tomato, To-mat-o, Potato, Po-tat-o, Let's call the whole thing off. But oh, if we call the whole thing off...
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Dazed but I awoke alone in my head I shook when he poked standing right by my bed. Blurry is my sight from that perfect night All you need to is Welcome the Light. I ask why, Now you leave me here to die, Give me no reply No hello, hi, goodbye. I’m sick of all the lies I can see it in your eyes. Wish you good night and Welcome the Light. Now I know what's going on, I'm awake, eight hours gone Squinty eyes cause I'm used to dark, Like a needle in the eye, Welcome the Light. What I write might bite, Feelings to incite, Spark of anger may ignite Pathetic I may be in this plight, Just don’t feel right so Welcome the Light. I completely, three sixteen, Furious anger now lay inside of me. Ten minutes ago, I was fine. said I spoke my mind. Sorry I forgot my thank you and please. Give me a break I need to bust a dome piece. If the rest of the day goes like this, Suicidal thoughts not far from bliss. Everyone needs an outlet, Yo kid on the box, let's hear you spit Penny, nickel, quarter, dime, Fuck these stupid ass send off lines. Went to pee, hole in my cup, Things be going down, they can only go up now. Don’t lie to me, see abuse I can’t take, Hope you truly figured what’s at stake The feeling is right, the temperature is warm. There’s no stopping this killa bee swarm. We open-minded, possess many tastes. Everbody’s rushin’ yo slow down the pace. The struggle is within but there’s no need to fight, All you need to do is Welcome the Light.
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Alexandria 02:13
I came upon the thought that life equals learning Like eternal flame that never ceases burning Do what you want jump, skip or stand Rest in your room or sit in the sand It doesn’t even matter how much you own No cash, no car, no house, no phone, Just love each other. Help out one another, Respect your father, mother, sister, brother If people cared to be peaceful and kind, We’d rely less on guts and more on the mind. Here’s this quote I often use I hope you find “An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind.” Blessed are the ones who search for truth Who try to find the answer to this life-sized sleuth Too many people have tried and failed Like Indiana Jones and his quest for the grail There will be times of doubt and fear Just keep steady remembrance that hope is near Don’t follow everybody, beat your own drum Stealing music is moral, so get yourself some. What we need now is peace and brotherhood I know it won’t happen although I think it should It’s war, it’s hate, it’s misery and pain This stuff eats your soul and leaves a blood stain How? How you ask, do I find protection? Choose a wiser man in the next election.
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If you like it, I'll change it. I'm not here to impress. I will slaughter you in this four line mess. The cost is taking sides with words she said, Like the braveheart cries resulting in beheads. She needs to chill, relax and make revisions, Humble is not when she soaks up my sarcasm. You know how it is, I’m not quick to past judgment, But you know what’s fucked up? Capital Punishment. If the feds want to kill a man it’s double in billing, They should know bravery lies in dying not in killing. When homicide occurs someone hurts when they stepping Yet another life lost by the bullets of a weapon Thoughts of death manifest by internal invasion Later on it’s met with moral deflation. Some like to say we’re the salt of the earth, So let’s season it with righteousness for that it’s worth. People come and people go, it’s natural you know, Stepping toe to toe to life’s ebb and flow, So don’t stop the show, by the seeds you sow And I didn’t leave my wallet in el Segundo So pray to your God, Bush, just above the steeple, But I’m sure he wouldn’t advocate the killing of his people. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, It’s in nonviolence not in God I trust. The placebo effect sinks in real, real quick, Forget about the fact that you feel sick, Repeat a lie and it becomes a fact, Comprehend this is not so abstract. If the hand that feeds you is the hand that beats you, Bite back, fight back, this repeats through History’s hindsight ain’t 20/20, Covering up the truth with cash, money money The problem is they all act like you don’t know, Cut off your ears like Vincent Van Gogh. Lies, lies, lies, and the liars who tell them. Government, Media, those who yell amen. And they’re aiming to control you, Pretend to be your friend, they don’t know you. They rearrange your mind till you don’t know time, God knows we weren’t designed to stick to our own kind. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, It’s in nonviolence not in God I trust.
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Big Kev 02:36
Big Kev, Levi’s Step Dad Big Kev is a fucking viking Step to me and I won’t step back, Cripple white boy laying down smack My boy Big Kev, life he did not fail, 45 and rocking the pony tail. Friday nights at Levi’s keep me in check, Forties and blunts with the sword at my neck. Books I don’t read I’m next to illiterate, He is a soldier in the army of Confederates Big Kev, Levi’s Step Dad Big Kev is a fucking viking With the BQ style, it’s never the same routine, Sending out the beats that y’all have never seen. Cutting through crowds like a sharp stiletto, Sticking out like Muslims in the Warsaw ghetto. Trying to be real, fighting off the frauds Believe in heaven though I’m skeptical of gods. Big Kev and his confederate ways, To him it’s life not a fucking phase. When we’re together, acting kind of ruthless Lyrical punches leaving suckers toothless Running through the south like a johnny reb mascot, Southern till he dies, Hairy like a sasquatch Big Kev, Levi’s Step Dad Big Kev is a fucking viking The hammer of the gods drives ships to new lands, Gonna get fucked up if you mess with this man. The clash of the titans, the wrath of Zeus, Things getting crazy like Tupac in Juice. Bitter words cut deep, like a verbal slash. He’ll crush you like a mach truck in a car crash. The hack of an ax can’t make the man fear, Razors get wrecked in his biggidy burly beard. The power you can feel in this Viking drone. Tremor of the earth goes straight to the bone. Big Kev, Levi’s Step Dad Big Kev is a fucking viking
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BQ Ballad 02:43
I’m the one who sits out in the crowd, My presence is felt so low but loud, Break was took but now it’s back, Someone’s flip tricks are ready to attack. Forcing gold’s like pushing out a log, The journey sucks but the result will clog. The brain, the john, and all between The sane, and the con and the bitter mean. Vicious, fulfilling wishes, No goodbye kisses without the misses. This might seem like a BQ ballad, But broken down it’s just another word salad. Good luck charms coming from the rock of shams, Don’t make sense of this ghost rhyme jam. Black and white keys are played evenly, So sit back relax so pleasantly. Ben's up at IUP We're chilling in the G-Burg Style and skill yes: that is what you lack. My rhymes: a synonym for aphrodisiac. Taking college classes but nothing specific, Discussing the age of the Neolithic, Let me break it down for you simple and plain, Burly can’t be beat and that’s a damn shame, Do what you must yet have no regrets. Live the life you dream of but do not forget About your roots, your fam, and the ones you love, If you do, you’ll be miserable when push comes to shove. We’re the cream of the crop, the crème de la crème, If you step to us, I eat your brain stem. Nah just joking, I’m non-violent, While listening to us take notes and keep silent. Rain falls down in the drains of your brain, Turbulence is here to bring down your plane. Remember the titans and get enlightened, Fear those who try to make you feel so frightened. Unforgivable like bombing Japan, The doctrine prescribed by Harry Truman. Head to head, now there’s two more dead. Just listen to words that Dr. King said. High above a kingdom, you seem invincible, Down on the ground, they’re all still miserable. Come on down, you’re the next contestant, They’re used, abused, practically molested. Singing “We don’t need no education” We’re taking over your radio station. Burly Quasar’s here to entertain ya, Straight out the state of Pennsylvania. Ben's up at IUP We're chilling in the G-Burg
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Dingoes 03:08
Dingoes gonna eat your baby. Yeah, bye. I slip it in like I'm real sly. I tell it like it is. Fuck you. I ain't no nice guy. This ain't no sci-fi. Check it y'all while i spit my verbal cyanide. Hypothetically die. But the hook stays catchy in the key of G. Don't like to be cocky but we are lifting the next level So far through the limits that are set in place Slowly but surely killing you in the face. Dingoes gonna eat your baby.
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My words burn like fire from a dragon, Yes I brush my teeth but my pants keep sagging. Going to church seems a little bit phony, God isn't only at religious ceremonies. Just a feel good tune, Crazy funky styles like my boy Dangerdoom. And it's soon to be a full moon for the Optimistic, stick with the sick, Hold the hands of the young, treasure the old, Life's cards are dealt, try not to fold. We got love for the hip hop nation, Like the Dead tune Terrapin Station Raw and rugged like a preying mantis Keep it underground like Atlantis. Live to a hymza, not by force, Don't know how? Here's a crash course. Live it through and hold your head high, BQ's slashing like a samurai, Sam or I? I choose A-Tel. Excel, don't tell, go out and go sell. Freshman year, done with a quarter, Let everyone across the fucking border. Things don't go well, just shrug it off and laugh, Don't sweat the small things, just live with what you have. My fam's in my heart, my boys are where I'm at, No 90's hit like a Whiggity Whack, I'm fatter than the PH, keeping clean from the THC, To the BQ beat of love and compassion, Swiveling your head with kind interaction. Being close minded, that's treason, Killing human beings like it's open season. All of us think about the things in fashion, Come on bring it back, love, compassion. Let's be strong. Act on what we know. Keeping heads bobbing to this BQ flow. Let's be strong. Act on what we know Little bit of hip hop, Bill Monroe.
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My eyes are half shut but I’m fully awake, Your buzz is wearing off as you start to shake. There’s a force driving you to steal and take, The cream, the loot, the cash, money, bills You scream and shoot and now you kill, But for what your screwed and now you do not know What do to do or where to go, But wait there’s a slight bit of hope Mr. you can walks lyrics are mad crazy dope. Burly coming at you in all directions, We’re fuckin’ flawless do not need corrections, The time is now, the end close at a hand, Chaos creeps through positivity’s in demand, Red storm rising from out of abyss, It’ll be a living hell like listening to Kiss, You don’t worry, don’t fret Let’s just have a celebration, In a time of what the good book calls revelation. I feel a red storm rising, It ain't so surprising, Got no more future, Got no more end, Heat's rising but fire's about to descend. Here’s a revelation for you dogs and sorcerers, The righteous ain’t right, the holy are murderers, A new crusade is coming through, And they don’t care about you-know-who. I’m sick of seeing Jesus sold on TV, By the Judases of the 21st century. But these men use him to manipulate the masses, They spew out hate like greenhouse gases. Burn it all down to one conclusion These assholes have caused all confusion. Here comes the Alpha, Omega, the First and Last, Accept the fate of a time gone past. Wait now for the final eclipse, Get yourself ready for the apocalypse. I feel a red storm rising, It ain't so surprising, Got no more future, Got no more end, Heat's rising but fire's about to descend. Four years left til 2-0-12, Make a decision between heaven and hell, Pay your four-year transition tuition, Burly Quasar’s on a brand new mission. Move so smooth like a swan, So you and I can Arma-get-it-on!
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No mental defects got a little sass, Bout to rake you up like freshly cut grass. Please step back now, I can’t stand ya, I’m going ape shit, kung fu panda. Try to live free from these outside chains, Have no successes leave skeletal remains. Shooting like a cowboy, yeah you the one, Act hard cause you can shoot a gun, son. I’m living life, feels good like ahh, Two people short from a ménage trois, Strictly vegetarian or an herb grazer, Coming from the band Burly Quasar. I’m not a beat poet but I’m poetic over beats, Kerouac ---, the king of the beats. Corduroy Phoenix, hands numb from the drum, Meditate for hours straight, he’s pure Dharma Bum. Kamikaze crazy with opposable thumbs, Ludicrously lazy when the time has come. Gone mad with power cause you got a bomb, Justified your murder by reciting a psalm. Even though you don’t believe the Origin Of Species You sure look like a monkey with that hand full of feces. This simian simile has gotten out of its cage, It is time A. Tel to swing around the stage. Something is making me feel offbeat, But everything is fine, so what could it be? Maybe it's the Dufe, calling me out. Turbs can't sing and play, what the fuck is that about? It's been two years that Burly's been together, I need a change of pace, a change of weather. It's not you guys, honestly. I've got a fucked up head that's incurably, On the verge of breaking down constantly. My life should be fine, actually. Get frustrated and end up sighing, Like Lil' Wayne, I feel like dying.
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Slipping in rhymes like a green pit viper, Come on, get up, it’s ‘bout to get hyper. Playing this groove I’m all about sharin’, Do I have work tomorrow? I’m really not carin’. If you think this beat’s a little repetitive, Relax, have a seat and here, take a sedative, Realize it’s different, every time we play this. Just take a listen; soon you’ll be in bliss. Change it up-change it down, pass it all around. Can you all feel this raw and funky sound? Things don’t go the way they oughta go, When the only solution is to just say no. I hate to be cynical; it’s the just way I think, Three-fourths acoustical; completely in sync. Now we keep our shoes tied and we stay on task, Ben rocks the beat, y’all might ask, Why there’s only three, That you can see, Where’s the bass, the drone, the funk that is? Well he’s sitting at home eating potato chips, But it stays all good because we stay united, We don’t like to boast, brag or get excited. Up now next, it’s my man Benny G, He’ll the rip the mic for all of thee, It’s not the Harper, the Franklin but the Du fen yak, He’ll rock the mic like the mighty man Spock. I met her one day at a waffle house diner, She had chubby legs and thick eye liner, She was our waitress and I was in awe, It was like watching a movie with Steven Segal. She walked up to our table said her name was Karen, My legs started shakin’ and my eyes kept starin, I was only 15 and she was 24, She was the sweetest apple right down to the core, Now I love my life and things couldn’t be finer, Yet I won’t forget that doll from that wafflehouse diner. That’s it we’re done, yah heard it from the source, Walking away from this, I hope there’s no remorse Hope you guys like it, this beat is obese That’s it, we’re done, we gonna say PEACE!
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Lost 03:38
Lost all service and our way, He almost killed us, night turns into day. Drive slowly, just to be safe, Where are we? We must be running late. Stop quickly, can’t read the signs, Been here once, can’t afford the fines. Did we pass it? Pass it long ago? I see the moon now, but I really don’t know. No lights flashing, flashing in our face, Look up high, into outer space. Got the number wrong, Got the number right, If 6 was 9, we’d have been there last night. I have not gone crazy because I’ve never been sane. Trees flying, flying right at us, Are we lost? Or did we just lose our minds? Been driving, for miles and miles, Keep on the road now, it must be in our files. Up and down’s gone, cannot be found, Sense of direction, rain must have drowned. Don’t know why, think we’re insane, Swerving car, get back in the lane. No lights flashing, flashing in our face, Look up high, into outer space. Got the number wrong, Got the number right, If 6 was 9, we’d have been there last night. I have not gone crazy because I’ve never been sane. Hearing sounds, sounds that aren’t there, Just cause I’m paranoid, doesn’t mean they aren’t there, Out to get me, please get me out, Not obsessed, truly devout. Stuck in a car, that’s driving too fast, Any faster, and I think we’re gonna crash. No lights flashing, flashing in our face, Look up high, into outer space. Got the number wrong, Got the number right, If 6 was 9, we’d have been there last night. I have not gone crazy because I’ve never been sane.
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I need to find a job, that's what they keep saying. Wasting away, decaying. No more playing, real life begins You're 18 now so start the revolution. The evolution of child to man, Wild to fierce, a life in demand. That's what I got, like it or not. Turbs is up next so take your verbal shot. When you kick and push, you’re bound stub a toe or two, Step on some toes and karma brings it back to you. Watch out for others, it’s your obligation, That’s the importance of what we call relation-ships, And those ships may sail or sink, Don’t give a fuck about what they got to think. But wait just a minute, think about your actions, There’s a cause and effect to this chemical reaction. I’m sick of he-said this and she said that, Hearsay running through the pipeline like a sewer rat. Too much drama, take a breath comma, Don’t just drop bombs and hide out like Osama —bin Laden, we’ve been letting things slip, You’re not Captain Ahab, so get off my Moby Dick. You act like a king, sorry your highness, Don’t do a thing, giving me a sinus- Infection, upon closer inspection, Soul is feeling heavy like you lost an election. Maybe it’s your girlfriend, maybe it’s your cigarettes, I just feel like the picture gets bigger yet. Bitching at your mom, getting pissed at us, Why the change of heart? What’s the damn fuss? Sitting in your chair looking vexed, acting crabby, Talking about your ma and how she’s getting flabby. Slow down your mind, center that chi, I’m fucking out if that’s the way it’s gonna be.
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The Circle 05:17
Not sure if there’s a heaven when I die, But when I get there, I’ll know, that’s why, Promise to treat your fellow man right, Resist the common urge to fight. Cause for all we know, this is all we’ve got, Only a year since I was found caught, Lying, sneaking, doing things that I’m not. But we’ve all grown older, and less corrupt, The world’s colder and about to erupt. Whether for Mohammad, Buddha or Jesus Christ, Or even if you’re still an atheist, Let your actions speak for you, Treat others right, je vous verrai adieu. With so little time on this earth, Why do we kill over virgin birth? The secret of life is those all around, No matter if we’re heaven or hell bound. Divided by preachers into sects, Until everyone learns and then defects. Divided as none, we run towards the sun, Leaving some behind at mercy of a gun. Yet we continue on ahead, Despite the pain of those who are not dead. Whether for Mohammad, Buddha or Jesus Christ, Or even if you’re still an atheist, Let your actions speak for you, Treat others right, je vous verrai adieu. How many more must die? Before we hear their cry Human beings with no more rights, Every day and every night, Living hungry, tired, and afraid, Yet we send no more aid. Government brutality towards Women, children and men Everlasting fatality, But nothing’s done to save them. I’ve been thinking about this many a dark hour, As we sit here, safe in our stark cower, But for yourself, you’ll have to decide, Could we have stopped the deaths of those who have died?
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Keep Moving 03:06
Feelings in my head, can’t seem to go away, Nagging at my conscience all damn day. Say what you want I’m not working for the devil, My serotonin’s just a little unlevel. Mom and Pop saw me through, Put me on meds, hey what you gonna do? I felt lifeless and pathetic, Didn’t know that shit was possibly genetic. Life ain’t that bad for a kid like me, Being handicapped but only physically. Living life experimenting why not? Just stay on top and get out of this spot. There’s so much more to see than the same routine, Don’t let the barriers of life hold you back from the unseen. Try and brush off the small things, Can’t sing, this is why it's hip hop, so let those keys ring. I know things seem bad and out of control, But keep your head cool, maintain your hold, These troubles aren’t trivial but try to stay true, Don’t let these feelings overtake you. Life can be rough, tough till you’ve had enough, Trials and tribulations—show your true stuff, Fear of failure should not mask emotion, Live for the moment now set it in motion. The end is close so live it well Do not pose it could be fatal Don’t know why just get there some how Keep moving, keep moving now til you get to the end.
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"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war." It's the Corduroy Phoenix flying up from the ashes, With lyrics so heated, I’ll give ya hot flashes. I may catch a fire but I’ll never burn out, Youth will never tire; now that I don’t doubt. My name may be Phoenix, but I’m not from Arizona, Corduroy Phoenix ain’t some bullshit rap persona. For this next line, I credit Dr. Seuss, To explain it all now, simply is no use. The places you’ll go, the things you will see, The beat is Sancho Panza to my Don Quixote. Like the Spanish knight, we maintain defiance, Burly’s fighting windmills looking like giants! "We can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here have" My pops owns a shop for the local tourist, Yes, I’m the spawn of Cathy and Maurice, One fine night-- they got to twerkin’, Condom broke and abortion wasn’t working, So now, here I stand 5 foot 6, BQ and Dream team are my clicks, Everything cool if your upper middle class, Tan lines galore but I’m getting no ass. I might have small hands and hairy hobbit feet, But I got a sick soul that no one can beat. Now comes the end and I’ve got to go, Hop in the Subaru, going Turbo! "We here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth. " We come from Gburg, The Old Dominion! Fuck everyone and they stupid ass opinion. Forget that fact and I ask why you hating man? Acting like you Hitler taking the Sudetenland! Open your ears! Listen up and take heed! It’s a musical feeeeeeeast where everyone can feed On my lovin’ lyricism Cuts a cataclysm Rejects any schism And embraces optimism Consider pacifism A weapon of the spirit Embrace the situation Workin’ hard not to fear it With this, we create A message of peace It’s the wheel that squeaks loudest gets the most grease.
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released October 7, 2008

~The Speak Easy~

Corduroy Phoenix
Turbo
B.R.A. The Goat Carcass (Best Rapper Alive)

~Produced and recorded by Bob Anderson~

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02. Louis Armstrong
03. Notorious BIG
08. Barack Obama
20. W.F. Hooley on Lincoln's "Gettysburg Address"

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