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The common man will bitch and moan until you give him a bone
Give him a shot at the throne or a microphone
Put him on the stage alone and when the pitch is thrown
He's blowing stitches because his shit wasn't tightly sewn
It's nothing new to me I see it happen all the time
Now let me see this crap you call a rhyme
You'll probably get signed
That's a sign of the times
Your flag is in the way
Can't see the sun when it shines
Your lines is vacuous
Zach is an activist that's attracting a faction of advocates
You can get mad at this but you look sad to kids
Hand on your dick jumping around like you had to piss
That's why I had to diss
This anthropologist just crossed the line
Time to tell them to call it quits
The ball it fits nicely in the palm of my hand
So I tucked it and ran back to my home
Better known as the end-zone
Littered with bones holmes you shoulda been known
So don't be an ingrown follicle
Unless you want the scientist to break you down to the smallest molecule
Your artificial rhymes will never pay off
I'm down-sizing the company
Get ready for a lay-off
Plus your cadence is way off
You're so not sick
You're faking it like Ferris Bueller on his day off
So stay off the streets stay in school and stay tuned
Learn to respect the party people in the room
Worship the dollar bill and you get what you deserve
You get kicked to the curb
I can't make you comment on my blog
Trust that I'm sincere
Admit when you are wrong
I can't make you have a better day
Stop taking those pills
Ignore what people say
I can't make you leave it all behind
Move out to the country and start a farm with me
I can't make you take off all your clothes
Download all my music
Enjoy your holiday
I know you're liking what you're seeing
I'm a Viking European
In my mind it's Carpe Diem so I call them like I see them
If you balling or you G'ing then I'm thinking you a demon
Sucking on the corporate dick to get some semen
Never getting on my knees son
My name is not Liam
Not praying to Jesus and I wouldn't wanna be him
Hangin' from a cross just so you could floss
Big boss making me wish for hearing loss
The cost of the deficit is insurmountable
And y'all motherfuckers is accountable
Just a bunch of misfits drowning in Bisquik
Trying to get rich quick
I'm trying to take you down a few pegs
I'm hacking at your legs with an axe Jack
I'm just a loose cannon
I'm not trying to take rap back
My intentions is unclear and that's why it scares you
There is absolutely no possible way to prepare you.
I can't make you comment on my blog
Trust that I'm sincere
Admit when you are wrong
I can't make you have a better day
Stop taking those pills
Ignore what people say
I can't make you leave it all behind
Move out to the country and start a farm with me
I can't make you take off all your clothes
Download all my music
Enjoy your holiday
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To all the trash-talking karma slaves fast-talking
I'm amazed at your audacity
My brain is at capacity cousin because
I've had it up to here allaying fears of the insecure
I'm picking up my pen so epic wins occur
My fans infer their fantasies from jamming to my ramblings
While jerks in big shirts and flat brims be battling
I'm rattling the cages of these tired-ass tigers for a living
But stick to staying humble and forgiving
There's no bad people just people having bad days
But that's no excuse
Don't let them drag you into that haze
The rat maze is miserable
They love to have company
Inviting me to lunch
They in the other room chumping me
Sizing me up
Trying to figure out the best way to get at my cheese
Here's an idea
Ask me
I wouldn't put it past me to give it up for free
My soul is infinite so there's no way to outlast me
Whatever you got
Whether you like it or not
You got shit to do so get up out your spot
You're gonna need a lot of energy
Need a lot of energy
Need a lot of energy
And when you grind and you start to shine
You'll find within and outside of your mind
You're gonna meet a lot of enemies
Meet a lot of enemies
Meet a lot of enemies
Uh Huh
What happens when you dream
Is it elaborate and free
This dude was smoking something
Now he's passing in to me
I took a sip of the tea
You see I see my name is Zachary
And that means 'God will remember me'
And so I rest easily amidst my many enemies
Because I know a couple lives ago they was a friend of me
The memory of grudges is what makes us petty motherfuckers
Pity that we succumb so readily
But steadily the age of the primate is coming to a close
Whether or not you got your finger up your nose
From my toes to my fingers
From Coltrane to Mingus
Energy flows from fellatio to cunnilingus
And I don't wanna miss a beat
But I know I gotta let it go in the world of the incomplete
Whatever you got
Whether you like it or not
You got shit to do so get up out your spot
You're gonna need a lot of energy
Need a lot of energy
Need a lot of energy
And when you grind and you start to shine
You'll find within and outside of your mind
You're gonna meet a lot of enemies
Meet a lot of enemies
Meet a lot of enemies
Uh Huh
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As I meditate on the speakers
See you preying on the weakest
Settling for lesser quality
Whatever's cheapest
I see the joke
It's just a spoke in the wheel
Running parallel to the other spokes
That other folks feel
The smokes real enough to some
To me it's just a puff from a pipe
That gets me hyper
So that I can rock it rough
Never bluff
The straight shooter with my wordplay
Liver than MacGuyver
Because I could use anything you throw my way
I'm steady making lemonade
And praying for one thing
That's to do what I'm supposed to do
Praise the monkey king
Hanuman who is my higher self
Got me spinning in place
Like the earth
For what it's worth
Which is everything
and nothing at all Paul Wall
So don't stall
Wasting my time on my trip
You got gall
Y'all got me appalled
With your selfish ways
You don't care about another soul at all
Fuck what your mouth says
Life is a bitch
Nah son
Life is a wheel
Steady spinning in space
The whole of time is revealed
As a roller coaster ride
and we're the willing participants
Ringing in our ears is the innocence
Life is a bitch
Nah, son
Life is a wheel
That'll get me to my job
To my bed
To my next meal
Get me to my grave
We all slaves to the rhythm of life
So I enjoy losing just as much as winning
I get the deja vu
I know it's happened to you
Because it's all been done
Before the one became two
When the one made the mirror
It was the root of all fears
That's why they say that bad luck runs seven years
And that's why I'm not afraid
To break them as a symbol
Because seven is the number of the Godhead
It's simple
We're all scared of our destiny
Scared to be free
Scared to be the masters of reality
Until we see
That what we are afraid of is infinity
Living free
Sin was created by man
There's no such thing
And what brings us closer to death
Brings us closer to eternal life
Duality brings the dichotomy
So that's why I have to be discerning
When I'm learning from a man
Who doesn't understand his own yearning
Concerning the question that's burning in his brain
Which is
Why lord why do I have to feel pain?
Life is a bitch
Nah son
Life is a wheel
Steady spinning in space
The whole of time is revealed
As a roller coaster ride
and we're the willing participants
Ringing in our ears is the innocence
Life is a bitch
Nah, son
Life is a wheel
That'll get me to my job
To my bed
To my next meal
Get me to my grave
We all slaves to the rhythm of life
So I enjoy losing just as much as winning
As I meditate on the speakers
See you preying on the weakest
Settling for lesser quality
Whatever's cheapest
I see the joke
It's just a spoke in the wheel
Running parallel to the other spokes
That other folks feel
The smokes real enough to them
To me it's just a puff from a pipe
That gets me hyper
So that I can rock it rough
Never bluff
The straight shooter with my wordplay
Liver than MacGuyver
Because I could use anything you throw my way
I'm steady making lemonade
And praying for one thing
That's to do what I'm supposed to do
Praise the monkey king
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Do (feat. Headnodic)
03:39
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Do you really wanna do that
Think it over and over until you freeze
You say 'I can't get over how I blew my chance
This isn't how I wanted it to be'
But it's too late
Yeah it's too late
We tell ourselves
To teach this dog to live again
Despair is in the air
It's hard to even care
The food you eat the clothes you wear
It's all falling away now
All I can say to you is you should know you're not alone
All you can say to me is please answer your telephone
I don't wanna do that
I'm too busy singing
Singing to myself
Do
Here I am once again bringing the candy to your ear drums
Another rhyme I wrote while I was waiting for the beer to come
Chocolate and flowers because I love to you smile
C double O-L
Old to the new style
3 or 4 Stellas then I hit the vaporizer
Nobody gets liver than the party organizer
Decent drunk driver because my life has been a crash course
Traveling the world until I end up on the last porch
Sitting on a swing looking at the night sky
Knowing every second is a second that I might die
So why try and fight it
See a joint then I light it
This rhyme I didn't write it because by voices I'm guided
But lately they been singing and bringing all types of ruckus
Letting me know I don't have to support the suckas
Tuck us all in with a bottle of gin
Dumb and dumber because it's summer time again
I made it rhyme again
And you asking what it's about
Eating up a rookie like a cookie from a girl scout
I hurl out rhymes like my girl throwing my stuff out the window in LA
That was a swell day
Skip the sarcasm because I'm trying to be frank
You never see me laughing on the way to the bank
But afterwards you see me bringing beer to the barbecue
What I'd like to do to my crew is say 'THANK YOU'
Do
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Faces of Death
03:49
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Coolzey will say a wicked rhyme
Just in the nick of time
If I could choose a different life
I'd still be picking mine
Don't play the chords of fame
Not the reason that I came
I came to light it up
And put some season in the game
This is it this is not a mirage
This is the real thing
Laying down my flavor for the people in the building
Kali bring the drama
I'm going to do my best to rise above
People don't believe me
Because sometimes I must disguise the love
It's all about you
It's your world and you know that
This is brand new not a hip hop throwback
Go back to when you was a child
Keep the innocence
Don't let it suck your soul
Chasing dreams of a picket fence
I can testify you're a candidate for death
Hold your breath
You never know how many days that you have left
So what you going to do
Sit around and act depressed
I'd rather wild out and get this shit off of my chest
So I can open it up and take a look at myself
Because a day where I'm smiling
That's the essence of wealth
Oddly enough your comeradery sucks
Because you're fucking with my life
I think you're taking too much
I got people that are down to roll
But don't be having any pull
I can feel the drain on my god damned soul
You should be ashamed of yourself
Don't be a virus
Feeding on your host without reciprocating
Biting hands
Snap crackle pop
If you think Zach'll stop
Then you must be smoking dust
While you try and tackle cops
I smack my chops then I tilt back my hops
I'd like to thank the lovely people
Who all bought and smoked my crops
Now take a lesson from your pops and settle down
Before you end up like your grandpops hops
And end up deaded underground
We headed underground
We got your children
Took them while you left
You should have been looking where you stepped
In the face of death that's when I love you the most
It's the faces of death
I got froze up in the presence of God again
Shot my wad again
Showed up to the party like a dirty drunken sod again
Chasing Dionysus
Still working on my thesis with a passion
Starts to wear upon me after a fashion
Lose all the fat off my ass and bones
I'm still healthy
Long at I got my MP I'm still wealthy
Knock Stellas back
Eat a spoonful of pot butter
Tell motherfuckers to speak up when they mutter
Utter butter phrases
Slave to the moon's phases
My beloved rugged fuck it
How I love to sing your praises
The black flag raises
The black bag opens
As the zipper closes I'm still smoking
It's a bad omen
I lob spit to heads ready or not
Whether my aim is steady or not
You better be wearing hunter's orange
So as not to catch a stray buckshot
Because I don't know where I'm going
Throwing the rotation of the planet off its axis
I haven't paid taxes for years
Your worldly fears are hilarious to me
What's scariest to me
Is dead Japanese women crawling down staircases
Tearing faces off of skulls
In the face of death that's when I love you the most
It's the faces of death
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Ten W.A.
02:55
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Once again it's the cancerous Lazarus
Consuming hazardous waste
Spitting toxically into the cavernous space
That lies behind your face
You got no mind to erase
I got nothing but time to deface
Your jewel case gets cracked
And tossed into the dumpster behind my apartment
And I ain't even trying to start shit
I fall asleep when you rap
Oh snap guess what I saw
A dirty white bastard undoing your girl's bra
I hurl a running circular saw at your gut
Because sometimes I feel like a nut
Cut the vocal chords of an industry slut
Getting butt fucked for what
A bag of cheeseburgers and a credit card
Welcome to America dick
So I'm preparing you quick
Because dinner's in a minute
Catch a duck then I skin it
Wash it down with a Guinness
Think I'm sharing you're sick
No longer putting up with this crap
I done snapped
Filling Jesus's cup at last sup with this rap
I know my cuts cut close to the bone
That's why I'm posted alone
Out having beers when I'm supposed to be home
I put it up and it was nothing but net
Left you dripping with sweat
C-Write productions are as live as it gets
And your boy Cool's no slouch with a pen
Fake friend
O-H Ten
Ten W-A
We at it again
I kind of wish I cared about what your were saying
Constantly caught up in your little drama
Bobbing and swaying
Like a leaky lifeboat way out in the Pacific
Yeah you spray lots of shit
But I wouldn't call having diarrhea prolific
It's the intrinsic nature of an idiot to hate you
Criticize and rate you
But they cannot deflate you
So state your damn intentions
Before you show me your ineptitude by waffling
Unless you want to be a blood offering
Gobbling up a stream of jet black semen
Coming out the dicks of a dozen demons in hell
Go ahead you might as well start screaming
Because you're dreaming if you think you're leaving
I'm retrieving your soul for dinner
Because I like the way it smells
So keep shelling out the bucks
For oil and other products
And keep raping the young
We always knew you gave a fuck
Put an X on the box to bail out BP and JP
We the fucking people stay committed to suck
No longer putting up with this crap
I done snapped
Filling Jesus's cup at last sup with this rap
I know my cuts cut close to the bone
That's why I'm posted alone
Out having beers when I'm supposed to be home
I put it up and it was nothing but net
Left you dripping with sweat
C-Write productions are as live as it gets
And your boy Cool's no slouch with a pen
Fake friend
O-H Ten
Ten W-A
We at it again
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MPC + MIC
03:41
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Well I'm going to set it off first
With a mega bomb burst
You couldn't find another rapper like me on the whole Earth
Blessed with the curse to take the best with the worst
Leave it to the man to take a cut of what it's worth
I got rhymes for the beat
Like an egg for a nest
I like De La Soul and a Tribe Called Quest
Woodstock got the product knocking at your chest
Rappers try and test
That's when I call next
See your eyeball flex because you're clocking me
C double O L Z there's no shocking me
Talking me down from this ledge I'm standing on
I'm planning on jumping into something tonight
There's no stopping me
That's how we do it when we're rocking it right
Rock a funky rhyme until the broad daylight
To the break of dawn
And in the place to be
I got the MPC plus the M I C
So who's the matchmaker
Kali life taker
Bad luck Chuck
You done spilled the salt shaker
Feeling my oats like Quaker
Cake baker
Fuck the US trying to invade Jamaica
Stake a little claim on the mic device
Come so nice they want to double the price
They want to covet the spice
Come on and blow on the dice
Because I'm on a roll like kelp, fish and rice
I'd like to entice you with an invite
To get hype and act a fool if you'd like to
My crew is catering the event
So get your RSVP sent to get bent
Ladies and gents so tense from all the stress
We got you
Let the beat do shiatsu
Release the pressure that's building
Take the day off and hang out with some children
Ha ha ha
Let's regain the awe
I don't know why y'all refrain from raw
Want to restrain the god from self realization
Switch to fumigation and libation
Why change the station
I'm going to unplug myself
I'm trying to enjoy my health
Employ myself to carry out whatever endeavor
I deem worth of my attention
That's wealth
Evidently I'm presently residential
In an order that is sequential
Everyone telling me that it's essential
To acquire and possess
I guess they're all mental
That's how we do it when we're rocking it right
Rock a funky rhyme until the broad daylight
To the break of dawn
And in the place to be
I got the MPC plus the M I C
I'm not from MIT Yale Harvard or Stanford
But I know the question in the form of an answer
And I know why Uncle L said
He was walking with a panther
Because every human being has dormant cancer
Let me take it back
No need to take it there
4 3 2 1 Woodstock drop the snare
Followed by the kick
That's what makes the beat stick
In your mind with my lyrics
Yeah it's a neat trick
Gotta be quick
Unless you want to be vicced
I got the jukebox picked
I think it's going to be sick
That's how we do it when we're rocking it right
Rock a funky rhyme until the broad daylight
To the break of dawn
And in the place to be
I got the MPC plus the M I C
And we the MIB
You know the men in black
Pete's name is Woodstock
My name is Zach
And we rock it like that
Like back to back
And yo we never coming wack
Because we got it like that
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Put Me Away
03:48
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For a limited time
My uninhibited rhyme will be available
Exclusively here for just a dime
It's time to take advantage of this offer now
Before it expires and returns to the primordial slime
You can order online or you can mail in a check
Cash, money order, credit card or barter instead
I come with arms and a head
Legs and torso included
Adaptable equipped toI don't w get ripped
I'm well suited
You could dress me up and take me out around town
Introduce me to whoever whatever it is I'm down
I'll be around until you break or misplace me
But if you get the warranty then you can replace me
If you act now you'll receive a free gift
A sincere heart to use as you see fit
You could keep it for yourself or you could share it
I don't care
It's your world I'm just a part of it
I don't want to decide what to eat
So just dial that number you see on your screen
It's easy to remember and toll free
Just place your order with the operator
I'm so tired of living my life
O.B.O. You can name your price
I'll be faithful to you if you put me away at the end of the day
Can one human ever really make another complete
I think we're praying at the feet of an altar that's bittersweet
Doesn't mean it's wrong
It could help you right another song
I could be your carpool dummy
Let me ride along
Fight along side you
I could be the bridegroom
Or just another friend that you could confide to
I don't like to be lied to
But if you stay consistent
I could chalk it all up as just a trait of your worldview
Work me until I drop
Until my body just stops
Keep me in the closet with the costumes and props
You can take me out when you need me
Just don't forget to water me and feed me
You can till my soil and plant a garden in my soul
Wind me up and let me loose when it's time to rock and roll
When it's time to block a goal, I'll be diving and sliding
Need another verse? I'll be up all night writing
I don't want to decide what to eat
So just dial that number you see on your screen
It's easy to remember and toll free
Just place your order with the operator
I'm so tired of living my life
O.B.O. You can name your price
I'll be faithful to you if you put me away at the end of the day
And so it goes for all my sisters and my bros
Trying to stay composed so you can be the ones chose
Cutest puppy in the pound like a gem in the lost and found
Please let me be the one you take home and boss around
Toss around and squeeze
Be the one to take your keys when you've had too much to drink
Tuck you in so you don't freeze
Fan you like a breeze on a hot summer day
Help you score trees
Help you move to LA
If you've got the notion but no 'get up and go'
Just practice your songs and let me set up the show
I could dj and be the hype man
Dropping out the beat so the crowd can hear you right and
Provide a contrast
Keep the music on blast at your local radio
I know the summer's gone fast
Please don't cry
We know that nothing lasts
When we're in the time trapped between the future and the past
I don't want to decide what to eat
So just dial that number you see on your screen
It's easy to remember and toll free
Just place your order with the operator
I'm so tired of living my life
O.B.O. You can name your price
I'll be faithful to you if you put me away at the end of the day
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9. |
No Reply
03:21
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10. |
Graduation Day
04:01
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11. |
No Solicitations
03:04
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12. |
Keef
03:55
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Coolzey Fairfield, Iowa
Golden era hip-hop roots planted in black Iowa dirt are the foundation. Growth tempered by alternative era rock influence. This along with a love for the juxtaposition of the dark, horrific nature of life paired with a slapstick and comedic view of the world allow for a wide, unpredictable arsenal ranging from soul-spilling indie bedroom rock to wise-cracking battle rap and on to radio pop. ... more
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