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Yonder

by Kudos the Kid

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1.
Intro 01:38
2.
They caught me red handed the bandit you branded I’m a fan of the panic when the aliens have landed I don’t understand your command I sabotage the plan I’m just another wolf whose breaking bread with the lambs I breathe fire from my belly but it blackened my lungs And I’ve got third degree burns on the tip of my tongue I drown myself in the rum And disconnect from the young It’s like I’m speaking hieroglyphics to the deaf and the dumb I guess the message is subliminal Defies the meta physical When the blood boils over It’s a sign the heat is critical I bring the heat but it’s so discreet I’ll sucker punch you with the beat With a vibe so sweet gonna make em Bring the crippled to their feet Yea my words are ammunition, keep my bullets in my word doc Got blisters on my bunions cause my summer homes in Bedrock Its tank tops, flip flops, hormone driven lip lock Wanna stay alive Double tap that y Get quick or get that shell shock Ghetto blasters cranking our rhymes Ladies be saying we got the green We bankin’ We always be bringing it And yea you know we get crazy We keep it Swayze When you taze me That shit don’t phase me I tried to make a team with a rook to steal the queen But it seems that she was gone with a pawn Cause she was carrying his spawn And then it dawned on the bishop it was time to pull the con While the king is out back breaking down on the lawn It must be hard when the whole world’s trying to take your head I guess I’ll settle for the checkmate and winning instead Oh yea its vicious but it justifies the riches Like Robbin Williams showin up as a genie givin wishes But theres nothing left you own but a monkey and Misses Eating chili off a Frisbee when you’ve used up all the dishes The conspiracy is too true But I’m not gonna play like you do If I have to I’ll break out That pins and needles voodoo I’ll buy a ouija board to make a deal with the devil They call me Mr. Longbottom You can call me Neville I call up Parks and Recreation try to get a solution I’m like there’s too many damn trees in my fuckin pollution
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Fall Colors 03:21
Hit em with a little bit of rhythm again And now everybody’s speaking through a pseudonym And now we can’t even tell where they stop and the two begin Or what the style, and the vibe and the mood has been Stop Mixtape Drop Get em in the hands of a fan made blog Fit em in the back with the bass in the hatch Set the scene on fire with some gas and a match Let em in when its two past ten Silhouette creeps out with a pad and a pen Armed with a mind and a will to pretend Cause you can’t move up when your stuck in a trend Tuned out in a time like this When the words get thick And the sounds go thin Move through the crowd and we push to insist That we can’t slow down on a night like this Boost that treble and we bang that drum Blow those speakers so the amps all hum Scream so loud we gonna bust our lungs Then the beat drops out and the world goes numb So we turn it up Let’s get drastic Lose habits Rap with a flow getting soaked in a madlib And these tracks gonna get bombastic Crash through the roof of the tomb when we blast it New tactics Out with the fad Drink from the flask in the back of the cab Blackout drunk we forget what we had But they can’t seem to tell when the notes fall flat Wait for the kick Bounce in the pit Second hand high when the mob gets lit Mix that sweat with blood and the spit And we sync that hit When the riff gets sick No sleep when we’re dead we’ll rest Back on the spree and we’ll see whose left Catch that jaw, When they drop that dress Its b a n a n a s
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Low Tops 04:17
I’m like coyote recommended acme grade type dynamite Yea I’m hotter than a kamikaze suicide Radiation tan line Shinning when we cut lights I’m preying on your weakness Like I’m fuckin made of kryptonite That’s some retro noise For them retro boys Urban outfitters, where they get them “retro” toys The scene Its all about whats so hot Keyboard courage On a shitty hipster blogspot They play like buccaneers and pirate all the indie hits Play it on the radio Nah I think I’m through with it Careful that you don’t forget Them other boys be flexin You’ve got to guarantee now that youre the one shes sextin I’m doin everything to make you mine but I’m thinking maybe we’ve had too wine but If you tebow when you should have captain morganed Yea youre gonna have a bad time We aint lookin for a bad time I am a gun slinger Itchy trigger finger A three ring leader just like Jerry Springer I don’t wear a mask I’m way too vain Call me Mr. Clemens Who the hell is Mark Twain We came to sweat it out and drowning in a sea of sound Red lights clinging to our brushes when we paint the town We keep on sippin so we’re Wired and committed So we crank it to eleven And we don’t stop get it, get it Sarsaparillas and low tops Bubble burstin that blow pop Karaoke that alt. rock Battle rappin that hip hop It’s best to go with the flow And you don’t need an excuse You need to set them blues aside And pick up on them cues to Get loose And get some moxy in them shoes Inhibition out your head And some thrust in that caboose Strobe light seizures Infect you in your knees And now I’m movin like they struck by a disease cause All these earthquakes taught me to dance And I, I just rode a tsunami to France But just keep hastlin me That’s all really need Cause each and every disaster betters me
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Boogaloo 02:57
Let’s make a sincere attempt to get our feet out of reality Cause turning 25 is just a minor technicality Let’s make a case for soliloquies from balconies And talk ourselves in circles using nothing but analogies “No originality Everything’s a remix” You’re talking to the pessimists I’m feelin like I’m sea sick Get a push from this liquid courage confidence But still I feel the words are getting stuck in my esophagus Commas getting prominent Awkward silence dominant Yawnings getting common so I gotta get on top of it Crack a joke about some people that we meet Then I see you crack a smile so I sweep you off your feet And now you’re fallin for the charm still reluctant to approve Then you jump to disagree when I give into a potent brew But who the fuck are you to tell me what I can and shouldn’t do You’re quick to understand and now we’re grooving to the boogaloo In a world of black and white you are the vibrant technicolor An original impression and I’m itching for another Now we’re acting like the magnets where the polar opposites attract It’s like a heart attack that’s wrapped up in garter strap You feel intangible we’re dancing and dip Hear the vinyl start to skip and then I tighten on my grip I’m searching for the words that start to teeter on the tip Of the tongue that being paralyzed from touching on your lips Let the venom in we’re running on adrenaline The friction in my blood is feeling better than it should have been You seem surprised at how we simply seem to click Curiosity is lit Start to wonder how I tick It’s not hard to love a business where the melody’s the premise In despite of all the poison being spit up from the cynics I see you start to mimic my expressions when I’m through You put a smile on my face And we’re still grooving to the boogaloo
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Psychobabble 03:18
This is how we sonicly induce you by design Anatomically we integrate the rhythm and the rhyme Dilute the evolution with a lyrical pollution It’s a musical infusion mixing two of every kind We listen till we go deaf crank it till the speakers rattle Buy into the mindset buy into the psychobabble I’ve been know to dabble, master of philosophy Cause nothing what it aught to be Cultural lobotomy Join the bandwagon ask em where to go next We could spite em we go raving in a crows nest We can fight it and go pious on our knees Breathe deep when we sink to the bottom of the sea I’m getting desperate so I flood it all Nothing more and nothing less And now I cant afford the best Now its feeling like a dream And nothing here is what it seems Now I can’t ignore the screams When I’m sticking to the screen Now it seems the scene is too obscene We pull the wires from the socket And we siphon all the power Gonna redirect the current So we’re surging for an hour And I’m baking in the heat I’m basking in the glow Gonna tamper with the circuitry To overload the show Propaganda transmit Two cent Won’t quit White noise is pouring out And blaring from the pulpit Nerves on the fritz At a quarter to six Too proud to admit he gets his tongue in a twist Set our thoughts to automatic Common sense is problematic Two left feet when the beat we play is too sporadic Gotta wait for the moment in the right time Rationale is dead and we’re the hiccup in the flat line Pull the plug so we can let it out
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Here comes a vignette filled with marionettes carrying debts now I really cant say who was pulling the strings but what happened on that day was quite obscene it was a black tie black suit masquerade birthday party that lasted for days the whole town came to bask in the little girls fame cause her life was never quite the same ever since she killed the beasts every meal it was a feast she was never in the least worried that her life would cease The wolf had no witnesses but for his tail so when he entered it was without fail with his mask on crept to the back walked in the kitchen where the cake was at saw grandma put the final touches on and stuck her in the freezer with the lights turned off now the little girl so unsuspecting her grandmas life she lost protecting many many years he had planned for the day and now revenge was underway he climbed in the cake according to plan not to pop out until the music began and... Here comes a joke with a punchline riddled with bullets the only guaranteed win is if you don't pull it never spin the wheel in the woods by yourself never wonder off track cause it's bad for your health on that day so long ago little did my brother know you'd cut him open and fill him with rocks up to his throat so he couldn't talk and still you killed my father too he drowned in a trough of sausage stew what a grimm story, but believe it's true that's when the wolf heard his musical cue "Oh my what big ears you have" "Oh my what big eyes you have" "Oh my what big teeth you have" "All the better to bite you in half" The girl was confused she had heard this before but it's not the song she was waiting for the cake was now in the center of the room the wold burst forth from his tasty tomb remove his mask pointed to the crowd as the room at large still sang out loud every guest unmasked in attendance were all just wolves, seeking vengeance They gathered round just like she had wanted the snarling wolves all sang and taunted the little girl smirked with the beasts approaching what hid in the rafters left them all unknowing the hunter who had helped before came back once more to settle the score but what happened after that was just uncalled for the chandelier above their heads had oil burning lanterns and the hunter he took aim while the wolves kept up their banter he let a single arrow go and sail through the air and kissed the little thread that held the chandelier there when gravity quick snapped into action the oils caused a chain reaction the fixture claimed so many names as each and every lantern burst into flames when it comes to lighting candles on your birthday night it seems like this little girl is not the cake and candles type
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Kaleidoscope 03:30
I’m a Libra in the path of a star crossed Aquarius Seduced by the scent of another Sagittarius These lackluster pearls turn the girls into proper ladies Etiquette is on my but its getting hazy Douse it in the digital Chromosomes in chemicals Mass produce the copies Then dispose of the original Manipulate the molecules Beneath the skin I’ve got the voltage in blood So I stager off the grid The white wine tastes decadent with lipstick on the glass And I love to watch you pass In a posh Venetian mask Rice paper princess getting frisky with the paupers Distracted by the daughters So I failed to walk on water So I’m dancing in the details with the devil I settle for a condo next to Eden With the pagans and the heathens I revel in the presence now of everything you hated yea but Honestly, honesty is slightly overrated I don’t need you, I don’t need you, I don’t need you But I need you You’re the secondhand kaleidoscope I use to see the world through I’m toeing the line between dreams and day dreams Like one way glass when I’m awake I can’t see I can’t breathe And with the pavement rushing at me Just in time I awake Cheated death, now whose laughing? My brain is the largest medicinal company in the world I’m selling good thoughts to all the boys and girls Don’t mind my smoke stack, I’m just blowing off steam Chalk this song up to my never ending pipe dream
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Your name was in lights till we rearranged the bulbs Spell it KID cause we feelin kinda bold I only take credit when it's stole Under cut em with some style and a little bit of soul Bottle intuition to a product we can swallow Cause the artist with the vision is the one they love to follow Set the soapbox on the bloc and gather up the flock The masses getting radical and restless when we talk I'm not self aware cause that shit is exhausting I only smoke when in the mood for coughing My consonants constantly concentrating On the constable’s code and my conscience fading when this rain stops I hope you can swim I got that stainless steel scalpel Now count backwards from ten I'm the master of suspense My life is so intense I got that trademark silhouetted profile pic Fire up the vitrola the songs keep me warm Ill stoke the sounds till the smoke rings bring you home Ill ride the grooves with the needle in place crank up the white noise so I can tolerate this place I'm gonna rob the still I'm gonna steal the swill I'm gonna tilt the till until my pockets fill and I walk with a limp like I stepped on a claymore trench warfare just a trophy in the game score Theres no harm from the first, or third, or the last Callin up the Doc Take a trip through the past ghetto blaster cracklin means of distraction or just a pull from the passion There’s something sweet in the pools of your eyes When youre lying on your side with your hands between your thighs I had a case of grace but I traded it for bourbon When did alcohol addiction become so suburban? I never seem to walk straight Move to the baud rate Hash tag irate Status update Cash in the thoughts that we pluck from the spiral Homemade black and white clip goin viral Almost contagious We playin famous Always at our best when were rattlin the cages But in the end we’re just goin through the paces Add another face to the wall of the nameless Never was the kind to admit to defeat She’s quick to excite at the hint of a beat Good glob She always gettin light on here feet She got them lovely lady lumps like she LSP Repeat rewind Still so inclined To the little white lace at the tip of your spine Fit to disagree but never try to deny That we’re just another glimpse of the sign of the times Now you're gettin down With the underground Now you're burning down The whole town
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I’ve got a systematic tendency for chemistry Especially when you’re touchin me I take it multiply it to the tenth degree The frequency is undefined Validity undermined Wary of the treatment When the medicine is so described A shock to the brain That sends an impulse through your veins It makes the static more erratic The senses seem the same And now the hate is hereditary Cynical preliminary Gravity be damned Gotta make the burden extra heavy I blackout and let my DNA pulsate My vision starts to blur But theres a rhythm to my slur I’m pinchin all my pennies Buy a rocket up to mars I’m Living in the stratosphere I’m dancing with the stars Subconsciously I know the heavens hear me when I pray But I procrastinate salvation There’s no time if there’s no day The whole world in my hands The Milky Way on my tongue I’m aching for the heat Go to sleep Behind the dark side of the sun Last night I had a dream That we were nothing but machines Replace my beating heart with batteries

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released December 30, 2012

All tracks written and recorded by Kudos the Kid at Made In Jax Studios in Jacksonville, Fl.

Vocals by Th3 Spirit on tracks 3 and 10
Vocals by Bri Gonzales on track 11

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Kudos the Kid is an international hip hop artist currently based in Seoul.

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