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[part1: re-dreaming]

imagine my tracks as
blips and hacks
tricks of magic
but you still need my signature
to stay correct
so take an a plus plus
to some d cup cause
i’m pimp not us
not really, i’m a kid with a mic with some fuzz sadly
using alibaba equipment in the studio as you say haha to my bedroom studio
some used gear to some fanatic fear or not making it to the mainstream
but still making beats and raps about my feelings instead of sexist mainstream rapping why would someone hear that? instead of some regular rap (idon’tknow)
i’m not funny even with party hats, as waka flocks flames or rick james in fact, i’m not good as any other rappers in rap, but i can try to get there somewhere, i can try to get here nowhere, here nowhere, i’m nowhere

[part2: beat the game the beat the game]

rap three or four times a week
and i still feel so f-cking weak
my rapping sk!lls need more beats to become complete
insist and you may see the light on the next room secret
zoom in your mac screen to find sign of support
people from around the world like the way you work
people around the world you wanna meet, that you wanna work with
get married to it, to the game, to the experience of staying insane
still believing that some d-someday someone will hear and hug you like your hugged this game, my boy, you used to be called insane, but now you are just another rapper in the game
people screaming your name, it’s just illusion
on the stage, it’s mutual
take your pills and hope to believe that when it becomes true, you’re not completely ill

[part3: third eyed blues]

(what about some blues out here)

3 slash 4 times a week
is beat time signature weak (weird)
i can visit this kind of music
to find samples to my music
work with them like a fusion
of old times with new illusions
nothing becomes true when you use em
“you are not a real musician kamei”
get a real job and stop wasting time
feeding a slob like you with sounds from old times
drinking smoking eating junk food and making beats is not the future your mother wants, unless you make hits, then keep making beats and become next superstar quick
quick quickly

[part4: おはよう]

this beat is called おはよう because it’s good morning in japanese

[part5: what’s the real hip hop anyway?]

what’s the real hip hop?
can i find some new kids on the block
on this shop? so i hope you are not kidding
cause i thought you were supposed to be beatmaking
not faking adding beats to some loops of sampling
that you didn’t actually was looking for it yourself, how lame is your wealth
lame enough to become the one that will create a mix of some weird stuff
or pretend to become the one that will create a mix of some cool stuff
full of fuzz, i hope you listener don’t mind when you find some better stuff online
or even offline on shops where i was supposed to be collecting records of some kind to make beats of some kind with my brand new used mpc one thousand on my mind that i couldn’t import the hard drive adapter, cause i live in small city in a third world economy in crisis, so f-cking f-cked as me when i was playing dino crisis on psx

[part6: witness day]

chiptune this tune
some canned tuna for neptune
i can’t pharrell this tune
ain’t pop enough or cool enough for doom
i’m crazy for sushi of atom
eating and breaking molecules
destroying planets with my bellyb-tton
like galactus without the silver surfer
life is sad when immortality keeps me away from death
my love, like deadpool that ninja spider clone in fact
i feel you don’t heal your heart the way you feel
playing moonwalker on sega saturn telling mom i’m ill
i don’t want to go to school and be with all those people that wanna see my skull
i prefer those game machines but now my drum machine ends
up feeding my needs of society, hikimori style again, lots of internet variety
some pizza toppings on weekdays coldly
i don’t wanna do anything but music nowadays oddly
as you compare my child pics with mogli
whoopy goldberg movies on the afternoon
eating some microowaved lasagna on living room
it’s witness day, wednesday, witness day, wednesday (??)
how can that be ok? won
some time to make beats instead of finding a job, quickly becomes ok
i’m not a good kid anymore i guess
i’m not even a kid anymore, in fact
but f-ck that

[part7: the dubsteplude: a dupstep interlude]

dubstepdubstepdubstepdubstep

[part8: if i had a soul]

if i had a soul i wish it was old
as f-ck so i could say i hang up with my heroes saying w-ssup
instead of sampling all of them without knowing their desire nowadays
facing the crave, making the same, saying the name
mpc now making to the mtv
not anymore, but i still look up to see
some new old gear on stores looking to me
used by some weird people, why they sold it here?
i don’t know mate, but if it’s cheap, i will buy to make sounds out of it
it’s weird to find samples on those cards included with the gear
but no fear of ghosts, let’s make them pop on the show i the host
of this foster home of imaginary friends
of imaginary fans screaming kamei’s name
so let’s keep screaming raps on this bedroom facing those ghosts faces
on the alb-m covers of samples

[part9: someone is looking for money]

(someone is looking for money
someone is looking for money)

someone is looking for money honey
call me honey and i’m sure you are not hungry
of any kind of feeling if you say you love me
i’m that kind of easy guy but please take care of me
cause i am also looking for money
i have no money at all, looking for it, it’s all on the studio equipment
so if you want me, don’t steal my mpc or my mac pc
it’s all i have, i swear my darling, you can come here and see
please stay here also, my bed is small but i’m sure we both fit perfectly, also
we can watch some cool stuff on netflix and you pretend that my hands on your body are not just for sex, but making all kinds of stuff you may like, and if you don’t like it…i’m sorry i’m new at this relationship, every one is different you know, and i’m learning how to make you happy on the go, and if you keep with me enough i’m sure i’ll make you are happy you know

[part10: in my life]

in my life you lie to feel right, act the right way of life
but without thinking, reflecting, creating, you are neglecting the philosophic way of life in a sense of justice rights, you are just a white upper cl-ss that doesn’t see us down here
never saw anything but those near, your close circle of rich readers of romantic novels that fear, while i feel like lilo and stitch newest kid, ignored by any kind of governmental ornamental statue of the rich people, f-ck you and all your b-tch -ss rich dudes that don’t think about other people, you watch them die on the news in the ocean, but travel to thailand for those kids to p-ss you lotion, sicko i feel like stabbing you to death everytime i think about the existence of all those shit on the deep web, but f-ck that…f-ck that….in my life, f-ck that, f-ck you

- kamei

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