Search blog

Brainiac Wacky Again

It’s unbalanced, it’s sporadic action busting out the seam
it’s a tack of an eight track mind when it should only be three,
 racking all the factors and sacking who ain’t shit to me, 
eyes are crossing black cats but it’s Japan so lucky me,
 I am a brainiac hexted with facts wack about the past, 
I’m Huxley in my backpack I’ll do us, and you do that,
 hop up on my ass to class, so we can go and pass, like a rash, education cast into my crafts, educate, celebrate, fear, love last, and Pham forever duty devotion, more than just a task, bloody guts per grunts granted, cuts into my nasty past truth teller I could tell you, but then I’d have to show you, my knack for lying on the spot, laying lines of rhymes beside each try who am I offending if I say this tall of white, make ayatollah just advice for heads who missed the shows with microphones were things we hold in class I didn’t say listen up, but wait for the tone, the intonation, the ringing sensation from the back of the speakers throat was in a sound bite head not ice went by line or Neil in filmy last repeat measure back to you some young guy. Love you long time so you know everything once again before seeing who were the one till the sun like signing out and then you heard me despite in the name of shameless he said it’s time to party be at my spot 8 o’clock I was packing up my bag, and this is what I got, I brought my smile wide, of course blue eye, shining, bright, origami napkin, fold with loads of good news for the folks, jokes in my pocket, and an extra cigarette, top-notch knockers, check them out and books to read all night, lives of love and kind, but best believe me at the door, music provided by me, of course and that you can be sure, I got sacks of Kranz paper paper we’ll drive together dying eggs if it’s Easter, fry them up and we’ll have a feast or Playball least will be at together all our ears for filling up, beers for the kids, Enduro will be here and there it up being hot cheerleaders in our guns out back let’s read get rowdy I confess I like it rough time to get your shit together start of fall in any weather, responsibility means proactive first avoid the tire and feathers, shame like a satellite around my brain is tired, so I bring it back around and in my place this endeavor erased

Purple Apparatus "Thick honey"

Purpleatus Status on SoundCloud

 PURPLE APPARATUS

Purpleatus status says you may be in transcendence 

transplant your train of prismatic van to the land of talent 

laden in erratic rhymes these bards reflect ahead of their timeless

lesson in dramatics tax your ass chalenge your mind minus the habitus

the magistrate instated mas malignant staph infections and havoc upon your glands and fallace 

newton under a malus supercelium for apple mash 

you son aristocratic cannot corrode the path without a slant 

to complicate the ascension you';d need an artifact or like a dance 

to swing n swirl the track artificially a tunnel envisioner interceptor, 

a scripter of make-shifts and fixin' figures 

for wind force whispers and brash talks and knock downs 

over stagnant remagnitize this gem we stand on 

stocked rock of madness strapped and buckled in 

my gravity in graves we stay in ghosts we boasts the spirits of photo-physical remains 

in groaves in our hearts in our irises and in our morning toast 

tongue decisive ultimately the fault of sandman crammed below our home 

geologic remnants of crayons, between the ink and oil spills the wax, 

the rubber splashes the bubbles shining down from space dust 

since the dinosours were baby snakes, the tip of the peninsula where creatures go to mate 

where its darker than the predawn early morning late, 

the sprinkle of gas dust and phlem of love and hate, 

lichen got wet got ill before the light, moonshine on water falls and pink on mirror lakes 

the stakes for high ROY G BIV will never die, 

all colours shall survive, the tones and shades arcade undertaken by eye strain 

so simple each pixel mother nature got more flavor, we can dye or we can see 

now lets feel our eyeballs guess the paper under this sky shall me?

Rasischism

“Rasischism” (Interlude)

#9 Thus Spake Ill

It a brainiac attack, spectacular disaster

its erratic smack to the max impact in fact, sir

Its a Parasitic time lapse trap enacting faster

Wanna Viralize my clan eradicate some factors

Captive by an empire dreamt up in my mind

theocractic matters reaking havoc under mines

An anti un-American semetic kinda mann

genetically expired notta fan of any land

DNAtion its amandamazing only race   

damn my soul in a jam an my attic got an ann

got a classist status so high im in command

tons of wonder full of nazis blowin ima fan

 Hit me hitlern historeasons why to give a damn

Rival families entire race problem be at hand

Trouble on the scale of kinda fishy to obscene

wish washy quaranic sandy arabica coffee been

Infectualize ghadaffi kinda scene ima copy

Monumental genicide monopoly devise

Left handed side of prized posses-shun green eyes

Applies to every Asian nation that i do decide

No longer janpanese allowed only can they stand

 

 

#wackrhymes#whitebred#proudboys#racist#bloodwar#racewar#rhymes#doubleentendre@brainsped#methhead

 


RGBTC ~ Jazzifier

47

 

“Jazzifier”

#8 Thus Spake Ill

 

here i be, mobile jewelry boutique

Handmade glass beaded accessories of most supreme, 

I blend, I mismatch, asymmetric color blast exact

i get crafty like rainbow splashes out ya ass head

my menagerie im managing got so much to examine

My necklace sets test confidence cause my style so underrepresented

i tease the world with cleavage  with  colored beaded weaving

You can get in trend and hang the spectrum from your neck

get 8 rainbow shades each to frame your face

misbehaving engravements display just how courageous

Your piercing proves you can carry more than just the news,

I hang metal rings chains from every spot that i choose

Like a safe, kept close and safely locked I carry props, 

Kids get green quick watch my charms and diamond in the rough

contaminating flashes of gem shines display more than status

quartz zapping inventively stacked beads attractive fashionable 

But diffusion to the masses of these royal glass fashions unto humans international

I got stuck in a box decorated extra glossy

Royal inventory stock of products on the way....

 

Jazzifier gem applier, shine and style amplifier

 glitter splatter dazzle adder

rad attachin' bling and glamour

Screw upon it glue it to it

blast ceramic plaster it back

mosaic clay display mache

plastic pieces beads adhesives

weaving wire creative secrets

scrap books stackin looks

sparkled paper sticker placer

knit stringin flossy stapler

waiting on the glue to stick

cause I upcycle my old shit

Instead of getting rid of it

If I'll ruin it, like its notta thang

I Improve and use a miniscule amount

I Upcycle Anything I See That Has Potential To Look Better, By decoupage my transformastion process is dramtic as can be done// If all goes well, and all that well is done - The item is transforms into a A magnificent dispplay of colors,a bright and bold collage-adorned peice of home decor. One might summarize the look of my collage is as abstract, glam-embellished, A touch of funk and flair, My signature style of collage is mezmorizing like it were Magic Eye. No matter how many times you cross your eyes or seas you travel by, you will never find any hidden images included by design or any indescript themes beneath the surface on purpose - but the day you find an artist whose pursuit for better collaging as a whole is so deeply seated and backwards facings that they fail in its enterprise? When a favorite feature they aim for is that only a few people will like them and they havent been born yet so stuck on posthomunous estate pipe dreams of a Movement In Arts for textbooks to have in chapters wishing it was under STYLE GUIDE and of course, the Glossary to include their name as a face youll never get to see or could remember because Never, Not 1 person will try liking my defined by time style without enough surprise at first sight delight strictly based upon SEEING IT FOR THEMSELVES to know that like pornography - When they see iF, THEY KNOW WHERE IT CAME FROM AND IF IT CAME FROM ME IT AINT FOR SALE TO ANYONE EVEN IF THEY CAN AFFORD THE PRICE OF THE PEICE, FOR IF YOU MAY PURCHASE AN ORIGINAL MOD PODGIN COLLAGIN' ART WORKS OF ANCIENT MILLENIUM-ERA YOU MUST PURCHASE THE ENTIRE GUILD OF BETTER COLLAGER COLLECTIVE COMPILATION OF CUT BLENDS, LICENSES FOR DESCRIPTION PERMISSIONS, AND MATERIALS THAT ARE LEFT AND NEVER STOP PRTECTING NOT THE RIGHTS OF ARTISTS FAIR USE BUT THE ARTS FROM THE FEW ARTISTS WHO USED ONLY SKILLS THE RIGHTEOUS WAY - BY REFUSING THE NEW

 

 


Party Tard

Hear "Party Tard" on SoundCloud Link 

call me PB, heard about my rhyme spree?

my momma said amanda, then began the beat,
forever been a twisted sister and bit of a freak, 
believe you me do i gots nice genes
It's me and my amphetamines 
my speedy mindless nights 
I hide eyes wide awake pupils dilated 
by daybreak I'm a sorry sight 
I'm fried both day and night 
My thoughts are so fast I think I just strained my back
dry skin from too many cigs my heart rate climbs
My jaw clenched tight teeth grinding  
 I'm a user and abusing never minding what the crime 
I'm a junkie sloppy druggie fucked up losing all my pride 
no joke im just a dope head double dosing brain is toast, 
no day break in this basement for the next 48
how come my dopamine just aint enough to get me up? Chemically entrusted me, I squeeze out the last of all i got
Feeling me, till im pleased, then peace reality I'm off to a land where the scene aint a front
Where people got my back, and i'm leader of the pack, nobody taxing my ass, its a fantastic blast
family is getting distant cause I'm fighting for a casket
when my pack of irrational maggots be in a jam
they be asking where Im at cause Im nasty on the track
Im the liquor that they mix
im the poison im the fix
the blast, the mish mash the green the red the blue the black
im the callous on your ass, I'm under your skin a tick i itch you scrac
im inertia im the dart, im the devil's little nark
I hop and skip your pulses as I drown you in the ocean

Like erosion I rub close enough to make you lose ya focus

im deep I creep from beneath so watch ur toes

I choke out fools with their own chains made of and gold

cause they fake so I lay their plastic asses out to bake

 I rain upon their lame parades and give their babies extra shake

How biznotic! Never thought it could be so exotic
Its an erotic hypotic kinda godess
From my noggin out my body started in heart
When it comes out it be mighty hard to stop
This flow, I got it, like a powerful watah fawcett,
I fought it like a protestant before but now applaud it
Heard it, wanted it, so I sought it out then i got it ,
Signed BIZNOTCH on the dotted line allotted,
Got beef, got blood, aint got no doubt about it
Fuck it , i be on it, im a proud ass rhyming goddess

Your momma told ya, Quit bouncing on the bed, 
well my momma told me quit bobbing ya head
because we running out of tylenol, you'll never see me fall
cause i be climbing higher than the escalators at the mall
If you laying on the train tracks choo choos your last
pop a Louie pop a fewey till a chemical attack
Reaction AA hey fools say my name take away the reputation but you still the same
You want it to be known – let it be done be known
we learnt it at school about the books we read at home
but who was that? Dr. someone, professor thatsafact
enough of phds gimme lmnopeace
Cause the shit that I spit is so legitaytmirte
its so delicious, its a shame for you to miss
so listen to the princess as Im' enlisted cause
each one of my tits so big its got they own zip cvode
Who Am I ? You can catch me on the fly, knees knocking in my knicker bockers
rap a lot and talk a ton
a chatter box rapper smashing rhymes just for fun

Shit gets risky quick when emcees  wanna roast my mind
like dietitions saying fist sized chicken cut'll get you right