Adeaters 2008

:: Weezer – Pork and beans ::

They say
I need some Rogaine
To put in my hair
Work it out at the gym
To fit my underwear
Oakley makes the shades
That transform a tool
You’d hate
Ffor the kids to think
That you lost your cool

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think

Everyone likes to dance
To a happy song
(Hey, hey)
With a catchy chorus and beat
So they can sing along
(Hey, hey)
Timbaland knows the way
To reach the top of the charts
Maybe if I work with him
I can perfect the art

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think

No I don’t care
I don’t care

I’mma do the things
That I wanna do
I ain’t got a thing
To prove to you
I’ll eat my candy
With the pork and beans
Excuse my manners
If I make a scene
I ain’t gonna wear
The clothes that you like
I’m finally dandy
With the me inside
One look in the mirror
And I’m tickled pink
I don’t give a hoot
About what you think
Totally different?

Gift of Gab:

Sittin on top of the bay, watchin the tide
It’s time to break the tension away, come take a ride
As you enter the dimension of the crew SoleSides
it ain’t nuttin goin on but a party
Now brothers wanna flex but I’m over they heads
I got the funky type of style to rip your vocals to shreds
I’m never runnin from the Feds wearin red Pro Keds
Cause — I ain’t did nuttin to no-BODY!
I dedicate that line to Shack from South Central
Not sayin I’m the baddest but I know I got potential
For every black man hung lyrically I lynch you
Your style is kinda dry hope my melody can quench you
My soul is one with all although my ego is against you
See rap is a raw meat, so now I got to mince you
I’m playin rappers out like an old pair of gym shoes
I can do anything, I can do anything
Crusin down the street in my six-four Impala
Is what I’d like to be doin if only I had the dollars
A baller ain’t a baller if he ain’t got balls
A scholar ain’t a scholar if he ain’t got scho-lastic
education, and if not that, then learn from life
Beyond all of the material crap
A human ain’t a human if he doesn’t make mistakes
And the name of this song is Swan Lake

A planet ain’t a planet if it don’t have wars
A battle ain’t a battle if you don’t catch scars
A mind that ain’t inquisitive really doesn’t got
shit to live for if you can’t explore the
realms of thought you ought not test lest
you be chomped up, like a pop rock, stopped for a
bead from the weed lady, thought it was the bomb
Really wasn’t nuttin but a bag of strong palms
Lost twenty dollars, didn’t get high
Maybe next time I use my finances right
Live another day, learn another lesson
Ain’t no need to get my mental status cold stressin
that it’s so ill that it’s fo’-real that it’s
no skill displayed, de shades gone now
So it’s time to build my own umbrella
Tell it tell her hella mellow fellows loungin
Better bread I never fled a header of the sounds and
all I wanna do is run my own universe
Grab the mic and let my spirit just FLOCK when I croon a verse
Mind over matter, spirit over mind
A doobie and a skin funky breakbeats and rhymes
A true blue homey to the end reminiscin with your
sister in the living room den
A life with a plan nine acres on a land
Building self by yourself helpin out a fellow man
Prepare for the essence when your inner soul’s free
Before the departure plantin of the right seed
I think what everybody’s strivin for is peace of mind
I’m thinkin the world is full of inner places that are out there to find
Manipulated minds need to make an escape
And the name of this song is Swan Lake
Manipulated minds need to make an escape
And the name of this song is Swan Lake

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:: The BPA feat. David Byrne & Dizzee Rascal – Toe Jam ::

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:: Pepe Deluxe – Before you Leave ::

“The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday
blows down the trees tomorrow.”

[Verse 1]
It’s nothing
It’s only a little wind
A distinct somewhat discrete approach to the maze
Come on keep up the pace
You already won the race
Cute baby hamster
Let’s try to make him run in place
Look at the wounds, it’s destined to die soon
And the way I see it, we’re obligated to eat it
So treat it
With grins while it’s standing on it’s last limbs
Feed it to fatten it up for when the feast begins
I drew the blueprints out on the sidewalk with chalk
So when the rain starts they won’t be able to read our plans
And I’m compiling a list of demands
So let me get a show of fists and hands to see who’s down with the program
Party over here
Free love, free truth, free care
Care free
Bring your whole crew affair
Freedom of speech and thought
Scot free
Free your mind
Forgot to pack a spine?
Feel free to borrow mine
I’ll be the thorn in the side of drama
Comma
It’s cool because we died with honor
Comma
Don’t worry honey I ain’t goin’ hurt you
I’m just trying to strip you of your pride and your gear and your virtue

[Hook]
It’s not clear
Proceed with caution
Cause fear, is no longer an option

[Verse 2]
And maybe, and maybe my issues are not your issues
But everyone has to sleep and everybody carries weight
You can’t escape regret but you might regret escape
If you closed your eyes and held it would you recognize the shape?
Regardless
Give my regards
To the inner child that managed to break free from the confines of this skull
sized cell
The taming of the shrew
The high hopes fell
The shaming of the true
Made your own private hell
And maybe I’m not here for you to listen to
And I’m I’m not here to steer you just share my vision
Maybe drop a hint or two
Maybe a few opinions
Maybe learn from you by watching you and studying your positions
The mission started off as nothing but better living instead of giving truth
Better living was found through keeping secrets
Enlist me as a crunch
Spreading the message of funk
Lettin’ the rest of the spunk
Clog their veins with that junk
All limp
Swingin’ like the willows in the wind
Moving like the mountains when Armageddon begins
Vampires
You’re all a bunch of demons
When you talk I close my eyes it sounds like your screamin’

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I no longer have the patience to do with most of these patients
Ignore the preferences and relevance to they favorites
I look for love and I identify deceit
Within the facial structure of every human I meet
I can smell your contempt when you enter the chamber
So I act apprehensive and pretend that there’s danger
As I watch from the tower everyone looks like ants
They all scramble to be
Appears as if as they dance
Well for all of y’all keeping y’all in hell
I’m only tryin’ to help
Peace out to one self
And if I did have a car I would speed down the road
Until I reached my goal or my engine explodes

The glass was half full so I drank it
I got impatient and anxious as I was waiting for the raffle
And when they drew the number it pulled me under
Cause I was sitting on the seven
Which had never made the entrance (x2)

[Hook]

“The wind that made the grain wave gently yesterday
blows down the trees tomorrow.”

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:: Ian Pooley – Insel passage ::

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:: George Carlin – The seven words ::

We had just left shore when everything began to happen at once.
The water came in and we started to go down.
I looked to Jill and she looked back, thinking it would be alright to go down.

Then the railings broke and the motors gave out.
The hall emptied out, and no-one was left for the band.
The amps all wet, speakers burst.
Soaked.
We, up three flights now, tried to meet up with the galley crew but it seemed everyone had gone.
We had a smoke to pass some time.

Jill said “I’d love to, right now”.
What could I say?
We did while the waters rose, licking our feet.
It was fun and funny so we laughed.

I loved the way she could laugh.
So full bodied.
When we hit the sky we were high over the rooves.
A field of gnarled antennae coiling upwards.
Waves and waveforms joining in a nice hot blast.
So different from the boat.

The cold silver sky opened for us, and we passed through.
Last I saw of Jill she was heading backwards into the coils of the antennae, laughing, so beautiful.
Saying she hadn’t yet had her fill of the boys there and the electricity.
Saying she wanted to plug in again and fry a bit.

I said “Watch the water love”.
She kept laughing and shook her hair. She said “I’d love to, right now, you know?”
So we did and had a smoke too and her lips parted.
There in amongst the coiling snakes of the antennae she looked right at home.
The waves came up and a blinding flash caught me dreaming of her
as she looked all crossed with wires and spikes watching the blast.
Everything went orange and all my thoughts dissolved in the cloud.
I thought one last: how different from the sea is the boat……

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:: Weezer – Buddy Holly ::

What’s with these homies dissin’ my girl?
Why do they gotta front?
What did we ever do to these guys
That made them so violent?

Woo-hoo, but you know I’m yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you’re mine.
Woo-hoo, and that’s for all of time.

[chorus]
Woo-ee-oo, I look just like Buddy Holly.
Oh-Oh, and you’re Mary Tyler Moore.
I don’t care what they say about us anyway.
I don’t care ’bout that.

Don’t you ever fear, I’m always near. I know that you need help.
Your tongue is twisted, your eyes are slit.
You need a guardian.

Woo-hoo, and you know I’m yours.
Woo-hoo, and I know you’re mine.
Woo-hoo, and that’s for all of time.

[chorus]
I don’t care ’bout that.

Bang! Bang! Knock on the door, another big bang, get down on the floor.
Oh No! What do we do?
Don’t look now but I lost my shoe.
I can’t run and I can’t kick.
What’s a matter babe, are you feelin’ sick?
What’s a matter, what’s a matter, what’s a matter you?
What’s a matter babe, are you feelin’ blue?
Oh-oh-oh!

And that’s for all of time. (x2)

[chorus]
I don’t care ’bout that. (x3)

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:: Walt Disney – Animal Farm ::

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:: Madvillain – All Caps ::

[MF Doom]
So nasty that it’s probably somewhat of a travesty
Having me daily total people
You can call me Your Majesty
Keep your battery charged
You know it won’t stick, yo
And it’s not his fault you kick slow

Should’ve let your trick ‘ho chick hold your sick glow
Plus nobody couldn’t do nothin’ once he let the brick go
And you know I know that’s a bunch of snow
The beat is so butter
Peep the slow cutter

As he utters the calm flow
Don’t talk about my moms, yo
Sometimes he rhyme quick, sometimes he rhyme slow
And vice versa
Whip up a slice of nice verse pie
Hit it on the first try
Villain: The Worst Guy

Spot hot tracks like spot a pair of fat asses
Shots of the scotch from out of square shot glasses
And he won’t stop ’till he got the masses
An’ show ’em what they know now through flows of hot molasses

Do it like a robot to headspin to boogaloo
Took a few minutes to convince the average bug-a-boo
It’s ugly, like look at you! It’s a damn shame
Just remember All Caps when you spell the man name

And you know it like a poet, like baby doll
I bet she tried to say she gave me her all, she played ball
All bets off! The Villain got the dice rigged
And they say he accosted the man with the sliced wig

Allegedly; the investigation is still ongoing
In this pesky inition he gots the best con flowin’
The pot doubles, now they really got troubles
Madman never go *pop*!, like snot bubbles