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Princess Service Announcement

 PRINCESS SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT


This is a Princess Service Annoucement for ya brain 
Maybe youve seen me around, its time you know my name
To All the earth creatures universe's organisms 
reign molecules, middle earth, and outerspaces
From the top of all the space dust down to the earths crust, 

my jurisdiction aint no fiction, never gonna stop
Its Princess biznotch, the greatest ruler of them all
That's me! Your my property, listen up, obey me
call me royal highest ever, and your majesteez, please
Master of infinity, sassy kinda tyranny,
Every little bit of matter all mine, you see? Every element, imagination figments  
My kingdom span never ends, even when I just pretend 
My kingdom includes everything you want and all you got. 
Me and king pops own the cream we be the crop
I own all of your rights, all that's left I own it twice
The life and fam you got's alright, for me it wouldn't suffice
Cause I'm up in my castle looking down on you like mice
Recognize the law says you must play nice, and quite a lot.
love with all your heart no less be grateful cause you oughtta
Follow all the laws I got in effect if you not
I got Instant hex in stock that'll mess you up
I ain't even playin but I built you all like blocks
Product of the Biznotch DNAtion, I created ya
From my very throne, all my fine assets I made
Every human brain I shaped now I do maintain
I give populations patience so they can wait 
gravity so they on their feet
gave them time so don't be late
Home work so they can sleep, 
and of course they got me, so they got something good to dreams  
I'm telling you, this place is where you wanna be


Well here at Kingdom Biznotch, fun is number one
I gotta keep busy silly me might blow up the sun
I got science projects hobbies and i got the funds
Each endeavor biznotched in my bed post to the top
Like lover tally scratches, cept' they stand for large masses
I have crafted races, nations, even planets on occasion
Genocide eradication I've mastered innovation 
and You! the public, the subject of discussion
Wanna let you know whats up so you don't be fussing.
I got zoos of classified organisms Ive envisioned. 
I got provinces of organized classicisms in ‘em.
Ive got Tunnels in the sky,
Got some planetary shifting that's severely overdue,
Im blowing up the moon so you can see it better than you do,
So the dark side of your soul will lighten up, change 
The knee grows far to slow in japanese populations so
Im a rig 'em up till all they become japalegarows
I rid the lot of shitty crocks and stocked it full of hard knock knocks,
bred them deep in red head lefties, blended in some exta terrestries,
Rooted deep in baobobbies, tree limbs halfway to the stars,
Forefathers of the feathered, ancestors unearthly treasures, 
So surrender to PB, open eyes each of your three, ain't no joke, at your doors, knock knock from your majesty,
Who be chillin at the spot?
Open up kid quick, visitor is princess biz, here to check you, to inspect you, to correct your incidentals,
Thru frae, window pane, can't 
earth to universal truth Houston never to come trough all you wanted was a goddess from the sky not a statue, holographic info centric centrifugal force for a few, for the lay, residue left by me, pb, for your pew, worship, peace boat, treaty between all the folks, as long as you got me, everything will stay afloat

Giving Back The Leg

 RETURN THE LEG

Ive been selfish guilty taken all that wasn't mine

I stole a man's entire leg, to keep for all of time,

I keep it underwraps between my thighs sometimes, outta sight, 

Now his pride and stride, kinda limps to the side

but I just kept eyeing oh what else i did pine for

I needed more of him his lore I dreamed hed slowly hand towards me

cause what he took from me? my entire core for one thing   

i mean, no question ive paid out the ass because of him

Hes damn lucky that Ive kept the leg in tact, actually 

Cause His calves give me with more comfort than my kitty cat

At night, i keep it at my side, my rock prized delight,

I caress it sometimes when he ain't around or if he denies me   

He firmly asked for it back, i told him not a chance

But hes not getting shit from me If he doesn't earn it back

Fool me not I won’t give up If I didn’t need it I’d rip it up

Id have him watch me destroy it just for enjoyment

This appendage has become my new obsession, my trophy

Here take this, it’s a promise, to be honest

I gave my word and he said surely he did also

3 knees deep in denial now was I for he had lied before

From the first to the last, every fallen breath hes had

He just wants his leg back! So I held it tighter, friends

Cause if I hit the bottom I’ll need this leg to help me up

Certainly the man will be too preoccupied with other stuff

Lend me his hand? Its a bluff, No matter how stuck 

He would find a way to kick me to the dust blind my eyes shut

and still beguile me for the keys to the iron cuffs

But i wont budge, bite the dust? Nah, ill chew it up  

No longer will I swallow any sorrow for what I borrowed

Tough love stuck in my teeth with an aftertaste of blood

His outreached hand? I mistook for here's my arm oops

His lips tell every lie but in his eyes I see his charm

I grabbed him by the wrist soon he sounded the alarm

Pulled back before I had the chace to amputate another body part

I confessed its his heart I have been after from the start

Mastered the game of lust, however not the art of love

Whatever spilled out of him i was quick to lap up

Getting closer indeed but still we standed in the dark

I told him lay the path ahead and id catch right up from behind  

We were doing circles cause his limp fell into a stagger 

Taking Longer than forever we missed out on our present and our futures

Recognized the shackles weighing  which bind us is solid mass

Thats imprisoning our souls, soon a mutiny spiritual

Shall Unfold till we behold anew me that’s untouchable

So I had to let go, release the leg from my control

And End the fuss, for now the crutch was much too heavy and redundant

Thus my grip loosened up, and I gave it up

Now I stand alone and on my own is just enough

Biznotic - Blue & Green - Razpro

"BIZNOTIC"

Blue & Green by Razpro
Written 7/2012

How biznotic! Never thought it could be so exotic
Its an erotic hypotic kinda godess
Started in my noggin and came out of my heart
This flow I got be mightly 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 upon the dotted line allotted,
Got beef, got blood, aint got no doubt about it
Cause a lot of moronics wanna modify my product
Got ideologies that i try to embodie  
A prophetic guided by ebonics and I'm honest
Ur pocket got a problem when it aint got a profit
Microscopic rock bombs shots and alcoholics
Wobble to the body shop upon a hippopotamus
Daughters hardly honest when narcotics in her mouth
Fuck it, I be on it, I'm A proud ass rhyming goddess
Till in a plot wadded up Ill be the biznotch

Risky Picknicking Elixers

Burden of Elixers

Elixer's Burden - Random Rab

i was hanging out with this kid straight out sixties

although he my own age he be smoking weed like gypsies

tripping round the country doing dmt in different cities

festivals for hippies this yogi's picknicking be risky

we were drinking whisky but the tales he told were iffy

he insisted spirits come outer worlds, and I think differently

I said quit the bullshit cause your mind is tripping out

Your mind is making up all of this creative stuff and now you stuck

I'm not one to judge, but you're wrong about some stuff

For all you know, all these books on conscious thought and transcendence

Were written under the influence during the time of lets pretend some shit

Strictly metaphors are these demons spirits and gods,

that you claim you met for real but its metaphysical in fact

From your innerside you can manifest whatevers in mind

Enlist some substances and assist your brain split

Till your fission out of body out in space where no time exists

Resurrect who you please via exorcism imagining

Release them from your deepest seated thinking spots and see

whats in store what you got remember hard before they're lost 

meditation get u lifted like the pot stuff does, 

but its a little tricky when you take a trip

You can take a dip, dive as deep as any fish

Experience the system from outside your self or in it

Realize another vision maybe one thats more efficient

See your self in opposition and then try to wrestle with it

Things can get twisted quick without the laws of physics

imprisoning us from existential cognition's we got

abilities to live free from religion and biases

Conscientious disassociation by disease, yes please

Reconigize the demons are our mind's own concieving

like our own children, born an accidental lessons

Don’t blame the moon sun or stars for what the drugs bring about

No spirits lurk around your corners or in house

Own up, don’t deny how truly capable is your mind

Never be ashamed lest you stay indoctrinated by time 

Power to your Psychedelic funky mentalize 

So next time you hallucinate readjust ya frame

Your brain in every state every role is yours to play

Recognize you rule the scene the stage the mic is all fair game 

From the dmt to the acid shrooming back and forth 

Whatevers leaking out is from your brain, and nothing more

ORANGE SPED HEAD

 ORANGE SPED HEAD

You ain't even head you really just a sped,

 Needing a demon or some meth to help you flow your hand,

Need a beat, I’ll write in bed my feet so0 cold from stagnant still breath 

Even a slang a little twang to take my time to practice occupy my mind

If my tongues tied till I’m out of tries or when the pens about to dye 

But never do I fade out; I keep it on track, 

I puff I pass to you be from my soul and not my ass 

I’m straight strapped with rhymes for miles, I foam from the mouth and eyes

For when my eyes and heart on fire the stars come out and lights abruptly 

Stop my locks upon my mouth; try to make your smile come out

Because I’m a little spacey while the rest are kind janky,

I expect your ass to thank me from tid-bits from my compilation, 

Smoke cigs in front of your kid, Pompous my main gig, 

I trump your game in skill but speed remains with those who stick with it, 

I’m killing time with lines too shy to institute my sky high style, 

Even though I ain't book shows my flows are honest enough for funerals,

I’m a sinner please forgive me but my hunger for the thunder 

Left my rhymes in hands of lifers and undertakers in crimes delighters, 

In time accumulated clouds'll Google me in ponders, 

My trace erased the double sighted mess behind my thoughts confessed

In stride I come back with lively bar in spite of lack

I ride it out I write it down this town is where I’m found

I ride it out I write it down I’m forever underground

Name dropping ain't my steez but there’s a reason to believe 

I’m a creation of the west AKA HEAD under distress without an audience to caress 

With all my rhymes and style go straight into the files, 

I got limos hursts vans and cabinets worth: Lamborghini, Horsepower: Fettuccini, 

my torque dependent upon my vials from Houdini, 

Tongue tied my submitted bliss by my afro centric incident, 

my venial sin stabbed my gut with "I'ma pass on dthis"

brass tax straight up this shade of pink ain’t tough 

from this side of the court I rep the spot but you all are stuck, 

can't even rot an apple at my place because I’m pegged, 

appreciate the poison but my farmers keep me reg, 

the sugar to my jelly more legendary than monarchies, 

than mason jars than tarred and feathers tchotchkey's latch-key kids and wannabes, 

I'm a HUE-man, a white lie, a whore for fast talking boys, 

a warrior diploma with low-blows for sermons without purpose, 

I oink at your green eyes while we both stare into mine, 

a mirror and the sea a back drop from all of time, 

being anything I please but I’m a boring shut in-emcee myself, you see, 

I dig I dog I rock the bog, I swat you flies and corrode your logs, 

I chase the beat and claim to be the best beast, 

One day Ill feast while I lead the hokey-pokey - I TEASE


Shut the Gate - 8 Minutes Late

 8 MINUTES LATE

whats it gonna take

for me to finally shut the gate, let a loser choose his fate,  cause he love nothing more than H

8 Hell no i do not associate with junkie sicko fools thinking deadly drugs be great.

Ill negate your pain if you'd walk with me this way cause you're nothing but a waste of air,

of food, and yea - of space! ill replace you in a minute lace your dope with killa traits, you'll thank me cause I made that minute longer than a day, soon youre on your way back to whats-his-name and whats his place... thus spake a junkie people turn they heads the other away

worse than niggas roaches rape be the IV users, mate - sticking up for nothing but the needle in their arms bleedings least of all the harm scarring deep near and far stealing time away and every single fucking dime inside my car what a kid'll do for H even just a little taste be such a damn disgrace my vacuum cleaner aint even safe, wanna shake him till hes straight but its only if he worth the rate cause my hands are made for helping homies like they real estate, your credit out the door no matter how your spoon be silver, plate of steak like your a winner, just don't get liver failure on my watch cause patience running thinner, than that junkie bitches hair cause she shoots up her children's dinner,

you think you're fucking clever, babe? lying straight irmanda's face? Way beyond your tiny crate she's higher than you can relate cause while you nod out she be cracking up and eating cake sharing nothing but the time with you cause its aint worth the date - together banging never cause you always fucking late, when a junkie knocks it, and the budging stops, im the judge, so ill prop him up, cop his shit, check his vitals just for fun, grudgingly accept the state of aint no life inside this one, so just before he cashes out, i piss on him to mark my spot bunt his skull into itself and hang him from his own damn belt, take a cigie break down on knees crying like i'm 8? nah never you just wait, I got adrenaline but its not your medication infiltrate me breeding hate for all incarcerated by the H just like my babe

Phone Vacation - Prefuse 73 - Desk, Pencils, Pens

 PHONE VACATION


Soundcloud Audio

Prefuse 73 - Desks.Pencils.Bottles

Hey did you get your phone back I've been acting whack stacking up questions that I wanted to ask you

 Made a racket downtown asking Bros yo have you seen so and so and they all told me no but did you try her phoneso

I tacke d a notice on the pole cuz I thought that you was lost bro or at the hospital yeah I'm glad to see that you're alright but I did have little a fright

The site of you is better than any text you could wright wanted to invite you a time or 2 to come and kick it with the crew but soon we recognize we had to wait for you to come on through hoping that your phone would soon be doing what it is supposed to do

Raddest Queen - Razpro - Washup

 


RADDEST QUEEN

Razpro - Wash Up

Princess biznotch is me one day ill be the raddest queen
the baddest and the gladdest only dream about such royalty,
loyal on your knees, kneel, lean up, but don't step to me
if u dare to push the envelope, ill pull u like a lever
See if keep the biznotchallenged then u clever
Watch the biznotcheck yourself before you speak of biznotch
Chill out with the biznotchangeyaflow
Stream of thought that the biznotch chase forever more  
whatever keeps the folks hitched, i nail em em like a mallet
Hammer heads who in my niche in the kitchen fill my chalice
Colorful my pallet be, brushin haters off gently
At the palace with her pals, thats the place you wanna be
Its debauchery cahoots cruising crews included too,
Hanging out, Talking bout how we used to rhyme in pews
Now these stanzas set to sell, but you know we keep it real
Musical sucess measured in a form spiritual

Hip hop heaven underground nah i don't mean hell
Like a llama spitting fresh fetched from the well
Fill another glass with those biznotch tales
Pass around what you got rhymewise with ya pals
Keep close with the folks even tighter with their ears
Do you feel me? Can you hear my clearly? check one, two
im going viral but these fools keep asking bout my style
My fashion sense in every breath i get dressed by the pen
Other rappers wrap themselves in trendy plastic sells   
get admired for their jacket brands more than their racket they call jams
Fans love the pants but don't give a damn where you stand
Fancy green grass and a mansion but your rhymes all trash
Put a cap on ya chatter time to practice all ya stanzas
119The Key to being emcee never quit the rhyme till u hacking
My other rule? No underpants, cunts, or any pansies
They can blow me kisses but dont get to ride my pony
In the land of princess biznotch, never anybody lonely
even bitches got a rhyme its a sandwish with baloney
Hungrey for some more of me, still think im just a phoney
see i got some personalities but they dont come for free
all my eyes combine and soon trignometrical design
Each ID a different side who am I? lemme decide
Never lies but i choose to recognize whichever side
provides the most to who be in the front or on my side
No surprise but its wise to verbalize where crowds can find
I apply every vibe, always color in the lines
in the sky high as ever but not all yall on my level
Like my 3 headed pandas in the sky doing stanzas
reaching crowds with more than sounds as they bounce from red
to write it down, fore to front in front of crowds you must know how they get down
tell the truth even if you only got like a few
Overstood logic means you know what coulda should
Fill your mind with OUGHTTAs and consider all that MAY or SHOULD
biznotch wanna say what you wanna hear but she do what she ought no matter how sincere she not