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by Id Obelus

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    artwork by Albane Simon (DyN)

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Intro 02:20
Rural American Rap (free) 05:58
1991 1987 03:14
Captive 03:12
Free 00:36
Nomar knows how I like my beats. I like 'em short and sweet and to the point so I can make a point through this important speech: reach into the seat of your pants you will find the meaning of life at first glance, it's butt cheese but, if you can stand the stink and look beneath the surface you will see your purpose is worth it and certainly there's something perfect beneath the sweat and fecal debree just seek and you'll see real deep there's a key to be free
New Ears 03:20
Dear God [It's an automatic fire breathing modern dragon it's the oddest thing i've ever seen if i've seen anything that's odd it's a super destructive puppet who loves to crush shit under it's thumb under the sun. hot as atomic hot dog gods] [repeat]
Eyes Down 03:17
Reprise 01:10
Without Use 03:39
I'm prone to plan my grand illusion each and everyday and i keep a journal jotting down the words and the thoughts that i think and i say i know it's just about as interesting as my thumbs sometimes i wish hadn't tasted torture on my tongue this place is more than morrison... it's billy joel and if i have to spell it out for you you obviously have no soul I told you once I told you twice the proof is in the price the products helping you unfold your favorite stereotypes wanna buy my type of poetry? my life? my right to run my mouth? the open book? the endless hook that doesn't catch you like right now? right now... my life... right now.
Tokyo 02:47
Mud 03:06
Emotions 13:51
somebody told me that life is what you make it that same guy died at 49 taken before his time i can't mistake my anger for sadness when the cancer ate 'em i blamed it on the world's contaminates i had to abandon the moments that no one notices me choking up hoping that i did my daddy proud what a stupid maneuver to use your emotions as a slogan i know that you can see me now we long for the days in which the seeds that we raise will see the world through a gnarly pair of oakley blades making this music through an amusing amount of mucous is the first step to freedom... get use to it if i didn't write to prove to you that i'm right then i would write to prove you right... um yeh. this poem was wrote to take you on an unfocused float to the moon... hope to see you all there real soon i stand as a man no more righteous than the next i rest when i can and dream about success the stress is unbearable at times but, if the shoe fits wear it and if the word rhymes good for it. if you could only see just how much it is i bleed inside you would get a mop and bucket to sop up all the tears i hide and i just decided to fight the inner pain and confide with the poisons in which i hate blame it on the rain blame it on the absence of everything that's good in just. in food we trust it must be the lettering 'Cause God wouldn't let us slaughter one another for hundreds upon hundreds of dollars... that's just uncalled for i sort of see my future in the shine of a quarter or i just made that up. that's how i do's it i fornicate with music my wife is not amused with but, she still supports my habit dagnabbit she's super duper special. and i hope to see the day in which we pencil our problems as past tense and eventually rest inside a nice picket fence on a bench by a pond with our beautiful girls rocking out to this song busting on a crusty hand drum with my trusty thumb humming rapper tunes. that's my idea of a damn good afternoon. after you, good sir let's give them something in which they never would've stood for. in which they never would've stood for in which they never would've stood for legs down in which they never would've stood for legs down on up on up on up


(2007 Audio Recon / SIQ Records)

my fourth album released in 2007 via siq records and audio recon.

Cover Art by Albane 'Dyn' Simon
Layout design by Brad Baker


released September 23, 2007

Executive produced by Oblio of the Dreadnots


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