1. |
Yes but No
02:08
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Yo shit is tragic the way I'm about to reap havoc
On everything you thought you knew but shit happens
So I'm tapping the string watching it vibrate
Got a theory on how to make you people girate
Don't always fly straight, sometimes I zig zag
Like running from gators or smoking from big bags
Now some brothers dig that, others might get offended
But I don't tend to operate under false pretenses
It's offensive, so pretentious
Dilluded into thinking life happens in 3 dimensions
Running through space and time like you don't give a fuck
But when reality sets in want to act awe struck like
Aw shuck, poor little me
Well I'll seranade your sympathies with a flea symphony
And 300 centipedes so the pitter-patter of feet
Will put your baby ass to sleep - now ain't that sweet?
And when I speak through the glass can you taste that cheek?
When we meet and I blast is that paint going to leak?
Better think before you ask when they flash that heat
Some people out here dying to eat
So when I preach to the mass, is your ass going to see?
Or will you keep to the back with your mask on G?
When you sleep it'll last so don't ask on me
See a bunch of folks just trying to breathe
So watch me reach out and grab it
This life you can't have it
Unless you just willing to wild out and nab it
Then split it and bag it, avoid the toe-tagging
Be the antagonist red winged dragon
Flaming and scorching, it's more than misfortune
The screaming and anguish that comes from this torture
It's worse than before with a promise of more
And they keep pushing forward but don't know what for
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2. |
Dusty in the Park
02:35
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That's how it happened
Whenever BK started rapping
Toes started tapping, necks started snapping
Now it's time for some action
Watch out - in just a quarter of a fraction
Got you reading my name like closed caption
While I'm blasting with a passion
Forming new dimensions when I'm atom smashing
Check my DNA mapping
Patterns are beyond your ability to match them
Catch them in a orderly fashion
Typically I'm telling cause I'm not the one asking
Pardon me for that whole in your artery
Ought to be less hornery when you bother me
Take that from an out of whack mic fiend
Break backs with your double stacked pipe dreams
Fake jacks got you tip toeing lightly
Want to hate Kat but your sister really likes me
Yea you know who it be
Shorty in the cut blazing up on trees
Banging in the streets with Giotto beats
Got this money on my mind so that's not your cheese
Now I got your freeze - It's elementary
It adds up to a higher level pedigree
Paul put it best when he said let it be
Trust y'all don't want to fuck with B A D
That's DOA on a DOE so better think twice for you CO me
Have you on your knees begging me Oh please
False hoping that you call police
That's the only sound that you hearing now
No one around to be found when you screaming out
Little angel destined to be a demon child
It'll change you and everything you dream about
At least that's how it was written
The day that BK started spitting
Heads started splitting, blood started dripping
For just the price of admission
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3. |
Penis Envy feat. KK
04:07
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Settling to bed with the enemy
Some of you at home saying she ain't kidding me
The epidome, lock-jaw jittery
Sugar plus spice as she walks off bitterly
Middle name Hilary, thought she was classic
Had to return her when I found out she was plastic
Now it gets drastic, brother wants my ass kicked
Told him he could eat it like a bite of a Vlassic
Straight up jurassic, pre-neanderthal
Late night clubbing with a bag full of aderol
Girl got a pretty face but got no ass at all
Thought I was going deep so I passed it off lateral
Not half bad at all, battling with matadors
Frisky like a dingo so I might just jab a jaw
Catatonic dialogue, Catastrophic fire ball
Catalytic sounds start to drowned out your epilogue
I am the thing that you lack most
Intolerant of lactose, they call me con leche
Front row at your roast, making passes at the host
Running circles around your game like Messe
Should have taken beter notes off my A essay
Got a text from your girl on honeymoon saying she missed me
This may come as a real shock
But she prefers white water rapids over Colorado rocks
Got her Colorado spring with my hollow tip swing
Envy ain't a issue when I'm intimate with things
Got an issue with them rings so I threw them out the coop
Singing feed the birds 'cause I'm fresh up out of soup
Always take a double scoop not with the cone
Little bit of caramel and lots of the foam
Cherry in the middle when the hot shit is on
And it's making her melt on the block with a moan
In-flamed skin abolish fleshy pokeman´s a prophets sin envy in the henny cup
pipe dreams low kitty don´t like it when the cock crow rocket rearranging this one eyed cobra in my pocket with intentions that are evil to incert inside a glory hole now
I found a reason to beat it a portion extorded a season to shake it abnormaly naked demolishing demons
collecting the semen I thought she was vegan a nigga might eat it this is veggies or vag
a situation you can cut with a knife if you got it lerana bobbit was envious from a dick on a hobbit so she took a stab
last week I had sex with a tall geek over 6 feet underground
with BUP watching me baby G and lucky linx it makes 3 but ain´t no need to fuck around
insane souls abolish fleshy pokeman´s a prophets pole This is envy in a henny cup
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4. |
Club Banger
04:26
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I'm blacked out in a blue sedan
Can't feel my face, making trails with my hands...
I am not a nice guy, but nice try, don't get it twisted
I stay high to save lives you fucking dipshit
You missed it, a mental maniac and a misfit
Polly want a cracker? BK will steal your biscuit
Like wearing your girls lipstick
Said she liked to party so I got her on some liquid
Spazzing like a freaking epileptic
Should have put it back in the closet where she had left it
Probably should've never said it
Now she's bugging out finding christ on a head trip
Ah fuck it I ain't trying to regret shit
Spitting out both sides of my mouth like a cleft lip
Cutting it up like a technic
Shorty gonna want it, yo shorty gonna get this
Shooting from the right and the left hip
Four finger ringer got her screaming like some left kids
Party foul in second stall, that's not what those shelves are for
Got you falling back and forth like triple digit basketball
Passinig out while jacking off, coked up like Hasselhof
Rapping at some actors acting like their at my casting call
Fuck your weak ass metaphors and simalies, remember me?
Last school assembly kicked your ass in spelling bee
Knocked you out the honey tree, bitter sweet the memory
Your pain and aguish resonate until it sings a hymn to me
Guess what? I already forgot your name
Your face looked a bit familiar if it's all the same
But I'm fucked - and getting vibes off your dame
That shit always tends to happen when its ball and chain
Brawn or brain, I only call it how I see it
And plan on leaving here knowing Victoria's secret
Too horney to keep it as she goes in deep
Thank God I got the keys to the jeep
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5. |
Whop That Shit
02:43
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Shame on you simpletons staying in the middle when
We need a little higher percentage of your adrenaline
Fill them in like a whole country full of sardinians
Pack them in tight then I start spitting tenements
Bright like a filament, kite sending Benjamin
Tight as a twenty-twen wrapped in a Philly skin
Like being different in spite of your sentiments
Might reinvent a kid right when you into it
Enters in the feminine, proud and preeminent
Shining so much light looks like I'm glistening
Shimmering like a chandelier made with kindling
Dwindling only if the listener ain't listening
Oh we on this again? Better start delivering
I'm a be assembling disciples of the discipline
Sword as the written pen, more for re-scripturing
If you missed the message I'll be sure to be resending it
Get back, Get down, get...
Silly men want to play chief like they be Indian
Missing in action whenever I start crippling
Splitting tin soldiers in half cause they be mini thin
Figuring its time for that ass to get a thicker skin
Better start a regimen of minerals and vitamins
Look like you need medicine the way that you be trembling
All star veteran, so damn hot I'm blistering
Varsity lettering, leaving you all cindering
Ha back with the synonyms
Swinging to a fro when I flow like a pendulum
Sweet like cinnamon, pumping your adrenaline
Diminishing your profits like a steady drop in dividends
Dipping in your margins with my hand up in the cookie bin
Came up in to implement a style that's kind of militant
Setting sail like Gilligan, I'm one in a million
Try to be indifferent but can't deny you feeling it
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The game of life, a masquerade of good and evil
A trivial pursuit amongst the angels and the demons
Selling fools gold whenever knowledge is the secret
That's why so many working hard to keep it
The message has been leaking through subway tunnels and back streets
Back room parlor games and back woods half speak
That's deep - quietly the mass lulled to sleep
While the master's awake counting sheep
The future looks bleak reminded while I quietly observe
How the present leaves the past undisturbed, but not in reverse
Don't want to make the situation worse but it's a fact that sometimes the truth hurts
Like why we've got the projects or why we're treating people like objects
Passing over love for better prpspects - stop changing the topic
You had the ball but you dropped it - left the flight plan up to the cockpit
Look into my optics, see what I see, where I've been
The path of enlightem´nment's within - Their goal is to win
My goal is to roll like the wind - flow through the soul like a hymn (amen)
Spirit unlocked like a monstor, unlocking the thoughts that'll haunt ya
One last cilantia - mortality a fate that'll taunt ya
Have you falling back on your haunches
No room for the weak when the guise of morality is preached
And the bitter's getting mixed with the sweet
Like salt on a peach - More for you to squeeze in your cheeks
While the self gets lost underneath
So let me speak with my def tone, reach into your headroom
Search the four corner 'for you fortify the headstone
Teach when they dead wrong, seek where the lights shown
Peace can be found where the beats and the mics on
No doubt about it, this is how its going down
You could try to go around it but just end up getting clowned
Turn off the radio but don't eliminate the sound
Lace up your runners, don't wait for them to show you how
Time and time again, this is how it's turning out
If the blind are leading the blind, we need new leaders now.
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7. |
See the Future feat. KK
04:20
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Who am I to tell you what to do
Who am I to know how it goes
Sometimes I feel like I can fly
Sometimes I feel like I can see the future
Transformation through my beer goggles
I see secret trails from falling stars
after birth of baby monsters crawling
frolicking back to the way that we were the way that we are
yes skinny jeans and men dance in trans infested labirynthe rainbow coated cocktails & cocaine mixed with absinthe
cause daddy was absent I adapted to being a has been
like wiping up old semen or learning german in a class room
it´s a jungle out there so let´s make music with baboons shall we
back to the future i´ve seen the past
passion for singing keys that make us laugh
get our ex-on take one so we´re feeling gas´d
we can feel the ending of the haggard ragged package of sadness tragik bastard actors mastered black rappers
future horror showing stealing napsters kat bad backwards
happy hippies popping poppers chilling swallow sickness thriller seven signals golden nipples slober holding potent lemons limes twisted sister listen I´m a projection in the fullest
erections in it´s newness protection in a new nest
hyperactive as in broads stress a psychic in a glass dress a misfit with a black fist corroded ninja with a steal dick a barbarian with a gay twist ya´ll feelin me then touche´ this
it´s sex in walmart next to the dusche section type shit while willie wonka walks in consciousness
i see the future fuckas fuck the future suckas
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8. |
SoulFood
05:00
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I'm just saying where we staying they gonna keep on taking
All this trouble in the jungle, if we stumble, well, we ain't gonna make it, no
They keep trying and they lying all the time but baby we can't fake it
Don't cry, dry your eyes tonight - everything's gonna be alright
I ain't ever gonna quit, I ain't ever gonna budge
Even if I ever slip, I ain't ever giving up
This life is all you get in this world, you see
And I ain't planning on leaving it early...
Take another sip to numb the brain, take another trip down memory lane
Yea some things change, but mostly they just stay the same
Like how we keep keeping trapped in the game - The shit is insane
How they trying to lock us up all, dog
Taking long hauls on buses tossing us over yard walls
That's why you tend to find us tussling in bar brawls
Or hustling some broads trying to get their bras off
Pick your poison if your looking for the cancer
There's a million and one ways to find what comes after
These days one percenters be the number one factor
If they think they coming back I guess they'll find out when it happens
But for me it's another road ahead
Avoiding the paths that so many have been lead
We got a saying, goes 'Tried and true'
But to me, seems like a chosen few...
Before my time, it's enough to go and blow your high
Its enough to make you blow your mind
While you're starring down the barrel of a Colt 45
And it's starring back dead in your eye
It happens in this life, that's why I'm counting my blessings
The very essence of my being a reminder of the lessons
From the past to the present, but I still don't know why
We've lost so many and I'm saying 'mama don't cry'
Shed a tear for the many, I've shed plenty
But it still hasn't quenched the fire I got in me
They say that God gonna send me back to hell
But sometimes feels like I'm there, so it's hard to tell
Most days I'm just trying to keep my head above water
Spent most of my life trying to be my father's daughter
Thrown into a world of chaos, not much to offer
Just a penny for my thoughts, another penny for the coffer
How can this be
What is happening
What I've seen with my own eyes
Lord help me believe
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Knock knock - who got the keys to the lock
Make sure when they come you don't get popped
Tic Toc - Who winds the hands of the clock
World keeps spinning and it ain't gonna stop
Word to the wise, never jumps never flies
Never gonna win if one never tries
Tired of the weak and weary alibi's
Heaven rains down when the last dove cries
Them things that go bump in the night
When it gets dark don't wanna catch fright
Them things that bump bump in the night
That'd be us so turn out the lights
Now that you're hear may as well come close
Nothing to fear, ain't afraid of no ghosts
Don't disappear until the spirit has awoke
Then rise, rise, rise when the sun comes...
Rain - keeps falling down
Down, down on me
I got you feeling that drop no need to remind you
Fade it all to black with lyrics that'll blind you
Leaving you confined to a very tight space
No evidence or trace, it has all been erased
Your memory laid to waste, what you call a cold case
No just cause or plausible escape
Seems to be a harsh fate, but many can relate
Whole world out of order, It's why the people losing faith... wait
It's not too late - There's a stairway to heaven 'for we knocking on them gates
Predetermined mind state got you on a blind date with
Manifest destiny at a prime rate
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10. |
Destroyer Mode
02:58
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You say a lot of things, but you don't really mean it
Want to act tough when really y'all scarred
You say a lot of things, but you don't really mean it
So I'm calling your bluff and I don't really care
Talk is cheap when the words that you speak
Mean very little and we need something deep
You are what you eat - so be careful of the thoughts that you preach
The sauce that you leak, the gloss that you seek
is all lies, flossing a permanent state of demise
Blinded by shine when you open your eyes
The gold and the diamonds shown like a prize
Owning your pride - What part of selling out did you not get or realize
It's all a guise
Music from the soul gives strength to the people
Those in control want to use it for evil
Case in point: the eye of the needle
Might fit a camel, but not a bunch of heathens
So if seeings believing, what do you think your videos are teaching?
Brain bleaching, white washing
You can be reach but what's it really costing
Last time I checked on things that we need
It had nothing to do with envy or greed
Knowledge is the fruit so I'm planting the seed
Devil's work done when there#s no good deeds
No good leads, hell to high water
Ashes to dust in the name of our father
Fascist thugs screaming why bother
Paint a pretty picture and hung it on the alter
So get down on your knees, pray to the paper of cowardice thieves
Just know that you have been deceived
The jewel that they keep is that you can be free...
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11. |
Reaching into Your Brain
04:03
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And I'm back in before I ever stepped out
Stepping off of the 8th onto the 9th cloud
No silver lining, just shades of grey
To match the blackness my mind portrays
Some are sooth-Sayers, others just say
Whatever passes their glasses with a blank gaze
I fade back into the mist
It can be quite frightful on nights like this
Go ahead, go and take another sip
Another dip, it's time for another trip
Back to the land of the lost for starters
Think you've got a grip then it kicks in harder
Maybe should've taken only part of
The little piece of paper that makes you smarter
Cause you're feeling kind of twisted now
Blood pressure's up, sweat percolates the brow
You're looking kind of bug, pupils stretched out
Mayday, mayday - this ship is going down
Into the abyss, trapped in a world behind my eyelids
oh shit, just might be losing my grip
think quick, maybe move a little bit
Whop it out with some banging bass tunes
Traveling a maze through distant space moons
A paradox of riddles that you must blaze through
Looking for the answer but it won't save you
Page 2 of the mystery, breaking it down to fine tune simplicity
Exclusively, but non-exclusive
My mental plane a wide range of conduits
Fuse to it, energy so pure
Tapped in the core before we go forward
Oh Lord, I can't take it anymore
Following the bright lights down the corridor...
Transform your reality
Tripping through the desert like Mickey and Mallory
Got you traveling light like low-calorie
An unknown assassin with a high-priced salary
Oh man, I must be out of my mind
Think I've lost the plot but I feel so alive
Brain waves percolate to mile high
I can feel my anatomy from the inside
Stumbled out of the bathroom
Looking like a pharmaceutical type classroom
What did I ask you? I can't remember dog
Looking over my shoulder while I'm lost in thought
A heavy fog, starts to surround
I'm feeling kind of nauseous, I'd better sit down
Get drowned from the waves rolling over
Got skills, in my mind I'm Casanova
Drifting, tripping, curious kitten
Spitting with the blurriest vision
Smitten mit the furious friction
Sifting it's the nerdiest diction
I guess you could say that I'm lost when I'm out
It's OK I don't really want to be found
Back away slow before you hit ground
BK from on high, that#s it now!!
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12. |
Wonker
03:29
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This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
Don't get mad that's just really how it seems to be
Just cause bad be banging and burning up MC's
Do the math hot as fire to the tenth degree
Stirring up a symphony, clear enough so I repeat
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
That#s right I said it so you heard it here straight from the source
Got to get it otherwise you just be getting lost
I be breaking bad while mostly they just flaking off
Naked soft, fake and all, making way for baby paw
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
Who that? Bk - that's me, no way
Hold tight, don't hate, that be mistake
Aight, ok, to your dismay
Your whack, I'm gay, and still they say
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
I've been doing this for longer than most do
Cutting through back streets and main avenues
Rocking acapellas or I might be singing blues
Slinging tools, keeping cool, this is what an MC do
I'm a break it down cause I be the teacher
BadKat, whuddup fam, it's nice to meet you
Purpose in this life, rocking your boot speaker
Truth leaker, bringing knowledge to the people
One for the time, one for the place
One for the one's who came for the bass
One for the rat, one for the race
Two for the few who get to escape
Making a break, not for the fake
Unless you wanna be found in a wake, drowned in a lake
Came into town with a pound to go round but it came to late
That's just what it is, you see it homie?
Front to the back in here, your people know me
They ain't stopping shit, or try to slow me
What be the crack is clear, no scream it for me
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
Where my soldiers at, where my mothers at?
Where my older cats, where my lovers at?
Where my fathers, my brothers, my sisters
If you know what this is then start clutching fists and
Put your fist up in the air - get 'em up
Put your fist up in the air, get 'em up and let 'em know
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
I'm a break it down real quick
So sick, check this, giving you a twist
Like this, rewind, number 9
Laser beam sunshine, chills run down spine
Breathe deep, exhale
Don't sleep on a beat flowing XL
Bo Peep throwing heat on the next male
So let me hear you really loud with your best yell
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
Creature of habit, plus a force of nature
Don't battle bad or force my hand to Norman Bate ya
Chasing the rabbit but you missed the caper
You tried to grab it but your weight don't hold no paper
Do me a favor, next time you need a friend
Go ahead and plug into a BK and Giotto blend
We gonna take you from the begin to the very end
So let me hear you say it with me one more time again
This be the one you looking for, other MC's can't do nothing
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13. |
No Exceptions
02:51
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14. |
Fistface (Giotto Remix)
04:35
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BadKat Berlin, Germany
A jack of all trades, focusing the majority of her time on music and media production, including her new music and fitness platform, Angel of Mud. After spending two and half decades writing and performing Hip Hop, she finds herself delving back into the realm of studio vocal work, where she has been busy chipping away at a new series of music releases s part of the Dungeon Mob collective. ... more
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