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Track Name: Where Ya Been Lars? II
“Where Ya Been Lars? II”

music by Chris Hunger
lyrics by MC Lars

CHORUS:

Where ya been Lars, where ya been? (x8)

VERSE 1:

I’ve been touring every where just to bring those joyful smiles
On a four-year long mission, guess this album took awhile
been to Auckland, been to Glasgow, been to Anchorage and back
now I rock a North Face jacket and a brand new A’s cap
I’ve been at it for a decade, can’t believe I’m 32,
Or how much of what I said on "Download this Song" came true
I answered every single question on my Reddit AMA
and for 17 whole minutes it was up on the front page
I dropped an introspective album not a lot of people liked
but I felt a little better when my Dad said it was tight (right?)
I played Carnegie Hall and produced a hundred tracks
I lost 35 pounds (yeah!), I gained 25 back (oh?)
I gave a lot of hugs and I shook a lot of hands
you will never meet an MC who’s more grateful for his fans (thank you guys!)
I've been working on this TV show, it's really going great
coming to the screen near you in 2038

The show’s called Yes, Yes Y’all!, and basically it’s the story of me and three robots, one spider, who travel through time to learn about history through a hip-hop cultural lens. There’s Pickles, the vituperative DJ with giant eyes that are turntables. There’s Michelle, the anthropomorphic microphone, and there’s Art the gigantic spray paint can… and then there’s Crazy Legs, who’s this spider with eight ADIDASes, who’s dancing and stuff like that. Imagine if Jam Master Jay had eight legs, how much vinyl he could mix? But anyway, you’ve got to wait for it because in the meantime, here’s my fourth album.
Track Name: Zombie T-Rex (featuring STZA Crack of Leftöver Crack)
“Zombie T-Rex”
(featuring STZA Crack)

music by MC Lars, Jim Greer and Damondrick “D.J.” Jack
lyrics by MC Lars (shout out to Hot Karl for the TMNT lyric!)

VERSE 1:

The zombie t-rex is back,
undead swag with that old-school rap
‘Cause it’s Kurtis Blow with that Nerdist flow,
getting pterodactyl fly on the track
Four records deep, five EPs,
one mixtape, guess you can’t kill me?
Poison when I spit it, Komodo dragon (yeah),
nerdcore royalty, kimono draggin’
Sesquipedalian loquaciousness,
no rapper ever born dared to rhyme like this
MC Lars with the rhythmic alacrity,
oratory skills ‘causing mad catastrophe
‘Cause my whole crew’s sick, like Kubrick,
got your eyes wide shut for this apocalypse
Let’s face it, I’m an awesome rapper, post-punk laptop velociraptor
No, I won’t dumb it down for the mainstream fan,
‘cause the mainstream fan has lame taste man (yeah I said it)
And I’m flying over hurtles,
keep it underground like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
See, a funny thing happened on my way to the stage,
waylaid by a stegosaurs snacking on my leg
When I made my escape it was way too late,
got that T-virus strain all up in my veins
Bringing pain like the Necronomicon,
iguanodon loose up at Comic-Con
Tearing up your lawn like a mochlodon,
take away your girl like I was Donkey Kong
Jurassic park this van in your city every time I rock a show,
‘cause the fans all bounce when I light up the room with my pyroclastic flow, yo!

CHORUS:

Ahhh!! I’m a zombie t-rex!
(No mercy, no surrender,
zombie t-rex I’m killing it forever) (x4)

VERSE 2:

‘Cause I make that smart music
That hard DIY from the heart music
That “Lars, he came to straight rock it,” music
That burning down your local Hot Topic music
that KRS-One on my album music
that of you course I’ve read up on Malcolm music
That PMA all day music
That guy who gave you K.Flay music
That RIP Pat Wood music
That only want to do a bit of good music
That got here on my own music
That hey it's “Weird Al” in my phone music
That lit-hop Edgar Allan Poe music
That show your English teacher how to flow music
That, TED Talk, read a book music
That look it's STZA Crack on the hook music like

CHORUS:

Ahhh!! I’m a zombie t-rex! (No mercy, no surrender, zombie t-rex I’m killing it forever) (x4)

Skip Turner: “Our top story tonight, a herd of zombie dinosaurs is lose in San Francisco, causing my damage and destruction than the city has ever seen. We go now live to the Golden Gate Bridge, where a zombie tyrannosaurs rex is currently ripping apart the suspension cables and pushing cars into the bay.”

CHORUS:

Ahhh!! I’m a zombie t-rex!
(Killing it forever)
Ahhh!! I’m a zombie t-rex!
(No mercy, no surrender,
zombie t-rex I’m killing it forever) x2


Skip Turner (continued): “Coming up after the break, San Francisco has already seen it’s local coffee markets impacted by these zombie dinosaurs. What these developments mean for your organic arabica. And then, enterprising young people are bringing gentrification to dinosaur caves and dens. We find the city’s best apocalyptic food trucks… and finally an Oxford study finds that white kids are still not hyphy. What can you do to help? We’ll cover it, after the break.”
Track Name: Sublime with Rome (Is Not the Same Thing as Sublime) (featuring Roger Lima of Less Than Jake & Suburban Legends)
“Sublime with Rome (Is Not the Same Thing as Sublime)”
(featuring Roger Lima and Suburban Legends)

music by MC Lars, Watt White and Suburban Legends
lyrics by MC Lars and Watt White

VERSE 1:

Summer time and promoters get sleazy
Summer time, corporate bands get greedy
When they play arena shows with $7 bottle waters
A whole week’s paycheck to take your son or daughter
Dead Kennedys, bought a ticket to see Jello,
But he wasn’t there and I was like, “Hello?”
Kill kill kill the poor punk rock anthem
Then I went to see Sublime and I was like, “Damn son!”

CHORUS:

Sublime with Rome is not the same thing as Sublime
Sublime with Rome was depressing and did not feel right
(It’s not the same! It’s not the same!)
The “with Rome” part was printed too small
(I saw the name, I’m not to blame)
I thought it might be cool, but I was wrong

VERSE 2:

I paid fifty bucks to go and see the Wu,
But ODB’s son kept missing all the cues
Plus Raekwon’s mic kept going in and out
When did ripping off the fans become what music was about?
A Nirvana reunion? They never would do it
because the band was Kurt and everyone knew it
When MCA died yo the Beastie Boys said, “That’s it we’re done
Now make some noise!” (You know!)

CHORUS:

Sublime with Rome is not the same thing as Sublime
Should have stayed at home or at least been charged 1/3rd the price
(It’s not the same!)
It seemed like a good idea at the time you know
(It’s not the same!)
they’re down to only one original guy

BRIDGE:

My seat is miles from the stage sitting up in the back row
Rome was born in ’88 so now I’m feeling hella old
the Dalmatian’s spots seem painted on this band I’ve always meant to see
Live Nation Santeria on my adolescent memories

Just like the Misfits (it’s not the same)
Or Guns N’ Roses (it’s not the same)
or Black Flag (it’s not the same)
Posthumously half-reunited bands are so disappointing!

CHORUS:

Sublime with Rome is not the same thing as Sublime
Sex Pistols, Alice in Chains, it pains me that they can’t retire
(It’s not the same! It’s not the same!)
It’s not the same thing as Sublime
(It’s not the same! It’s not the same!)
It’s not the same thing as Sublime

Well at least their tour t-shirts are reasonably priced.
Track Name: Hipster Mom
“Hipster Mom”

music by Bee Mick See, Rocky O’Reilly, MC Lars and Jordan Katz
lyrics by MC Lars and Damondrick “D.J.” Jack

Hipster Mom: “Oh my God, I never thought I’d ever hear MGMT again… but guess who popped up on the Yo Gabba Gabba! Spotify station yesterday?”

VERSE 1:

She’s late for baby yoga, but she’s looking hella fly
breastfeeding out in public catching everybody’s eye
with her brand new Orbit stroller and her probiotic smoothie
at Whole Foods checking prices on that tasty vegan sushi
with that Adbusters mag and her artisan toast
she’s always shopping local and avoiding GMOs
scoping out the Lululemon infant line on her phone
using Amazon Mom cause she’s always on the go
watching GIRLS on HBO, really takes her back
to the Bushwick parties, and the vinyl stacks
she misses Cafe Grumpy, and Brooklyn Label
but when she’s back on Franklin she can never get a table
she remembers Luna Lounge, where she passed out flyers
for an underground band named Arcade Fire
before Leena Dunham was successful and paid
Hipster Girl was on the L, trying to find her way

CHORUS:

Well Hipster Girl grew up and got her MFA
Married with a mortgage and an IRA
Hybrid mini van up in the carpool lane
But Hipster Mom is ding okay

Hipster Mom: “This may seem like a stupid question, but is breast milk vegan? Can I call you back in a bit? I have to Skype my lactation consultant.”

VERSE 2:

She looks so good when she shops organic
Because she cares about her baby and the future of our planet
But life has gotten hectic, now that she’s become a mom
though the charter school waiting list isn’t all that long
and the Mandarin immersion that they offer every morning
combines a bit of Waldorf and a bit Montessori
and their rooftop playground has an urban petting zoo
with recycled wood chips and a Manhattan view
because her Greenpoint sublet had to go
Bedford got too crowded and she’d seen enough shows
So she married a designer and moved to Park Slope
Found a nice Brownstone and they took out a loan
And her Etsy store has been doing great
since Ellen Paige, Instagrammed her diaper bouquets
Before the Starbucks down on Union sold soy lattes
There was Hipster Girl trying to find her way

CHORUS:

Well Hipster Girl grew up and got her MFA
Married with a mortgage and an IRA
Hybrid mini van up in the carpool lane
But Hipster Mom is ding okay

Well Hipster Girl grew up and now she makes it rain
Amber teething necklace that she bought fair trade
Vegan chocolate cake for baby’s first birthday
And Hipster Mom is ding okay

Hipster Mom: “Did you hear? Jessica had an elective epidural? It’s like she doesn’t even care about the health of her newborn, how basic.”

BRIDGE:

No more TV on the radio it’s NPR
where she heard the interview in her husband’s car
with her ex-fiancé who had gone EDM
but ever since her wedding it was hard to stay friends
and his Coheed hoodie with the dragon fly?
She’d kept it in her closet as the years went by
“who’s ‘Cry Tonight’ about?” asked Terry Gross
"A girl I knew in Brooklyn we were once very close”

CHORUS:

Well Hipster Girl grew up and got her MFA
Married with a mortgage and an IRA
Hybrid mini van up in the carpool lane
But Hipster Mom is ding okay

Well Hipster Girl grew up and now her world has changed
The vintage Slayer onesie has begun to fade
Still on the second page of Fifty Shades of Grey
But Hipster Mom is doing okay

Yeah Hipster Mom is doing okay (x3)

Hipster Mom: “Are you kidding? Of course I’m not going to let her wear pink. Didn’t you see the Huffington Post article on Facebook this morning? Gender roles are so passé. That’s why I’m siding with Blossom on the whole Frozen controversy. Have you seen Blackfish? It is so sad. There is no way we’re ever going to have a party at Sea World… ever. Do you think the gold iPhone 6 clashes with her indigo aura?”
Track Name: Dragon Blood
CHORUS:

I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
‘Cause I’m always going hard with my Dothraki crew

VERSE 1:

Daenerys be the name and I’m setting hearts aflame
When I’m burning down these villages and freeing all the slaves
Wiz Khaleesi, have you met my dragons?
My brother tried to sell me to Khal Drogo, look what happened
A bit hot-headed with that molten golden crown
I stopped the khalasar so don’t be messing with me now
Looked my lover in the eye, winter’s coming, so am I
I burned the witch alive who took my son and husband’s lives
But I survived so crispy now these dragons have my back
Suitors are so frisky and they always try to mac
Xaro Xhoan Daxos, had to lock him in a vault
Made my way to Slaver’s Bay but it was not my fault
It was karmic retribution, there was no preparing 'em
When Kraznys tried to mess with the wrong Targaryan
Outsmarted him like Tyrion when I knew High Valyrian
These creatures on my shoulders, well I think you should be fearing them

(You are now watching the throne!)

CHORUS: (x2)

I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
‘Cause I’m always going hard with my Dothraki crew

Dothraki, Dothraki, Dothraki, Dothraki,
Unsullied behind me, like I’m 'luminati
It’s the mother of dragons, with my gigantic army
We be marching to Meereen but no we didn’t come to party
‘Cause they crucify the slaves and put them on the cross
Ser Jorah please get lost, I know you think I’m hot
My schedule’s kind of busy, got no time Perriering
White girl politicking, that’s Daenerys Palin
From Dorne to the Stormlands, the North and beyond
To the Westerlands, and Essos I’m keeping it strong
From the Crownlands to the Reach, you know I’m getting love
To the Riverlands and back because I’ve got that Dragon Blood
So valar morghulis, I thought that you knew this
But dragons aren’t people, you know we've been through this
I’m quick to burn a hater, no mercy damager
Smacking kings in the face like my name was Cersei Lannister

Burn, burn, yes you’re gonna burn! (x4)

CHORUS: (x4)

I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do?
I got Dragon Blood, what you want to do, son?
‘Cause I’m always going hard with my Dothraki crew

Burn, burn, yes you’re gonna burn! (x4)
Track Name: If I Were a Jedi (That Would be Hella Awesome) (featuring Brian Mazzaferri of I Fight Dragons)
“If I Were a Jedi, that Would be Hella Awesome”
featuring Brian Mazzaferri, Watt White and the Kickstarter homies

music by MC Lars, Brandon Arnovick, Watt White and the Kickstarter homies
lyrics by MC Lars and Watt White

VERSE 1:

This beat is my recital, I think it’s very vital
to use (the force) for good (of course)
Lars Skywalker that’s my title! (here we go!)

If I were a Jedi, I could out rap Busta Rhymes
Going in like Qui-Gon Jinn for the win, I could flow in quadruple time
And at the Canadian border, every time I went on tour
I’d be like “this is not the undeclared MC Lars merch that you’re looking for"
I could levitate like Yoda, I'd eradicate ebola
I could pick up girls, literally, even master the viola
I could read all of War and Peace in ten minutes,
entirely in Russian just to say that I did it
I could even catch that golden snitch playing Quidditch
(Wait, wrong movie, innit?)
Podracing up the 101, surpassing Golden Gate traffic (whoo!)
R2 on the roof of my Prius (dude), I could FaceTime holographic
I’d play for the A’s and we'd win every game
Resurrect Mac Dre do it all for the Bay
They’d all say hey Lars is neato
And always let me cut the line at El Farrolito

Two years ago, a friend of mine,
asked me to say some Jedi rhymes
so I said this rhyme, I’m about to say,
I fought the Sith and it went this way

CHORUS:

If I were a Jedi, bet I’d get all the ladies
I would mack it more than Dumbledore or Leto Atreides
If you try to strike me down I’ll just be more powerful

If I were a Jedi, that would be hella awesome

(Singin’!)

Do or do not there is no try!
Do or do not there is no try!
Do or do not, there is no try!
And if you don’t believe it you will fail every time

It’s a trap! (x2)
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
It’s a trap!
Track Name: Never Afraid (featuring Watsky)
“Never Afraid”
featuring Watksy and Charlyne Yi

music by Jordan Katz, Charlyne Yi, MC Lars and Samarei
lyrics by MC Lars, Watsky and Charlyne Yi

CHORUS:

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid (x4)

VERSE 1:

LARS:
On a big blue couch in the corner of the kitchen,
we went on many missions and amazing expeditions
fying through the pages on that Magic School Bus,
Shel Silverstein rode shortgun, but it was up to us
to peel apart the layers and search for the dragons
the cats wearing hats, Curious George and Peter Rabbit
the newest freshest books? Mom always brought them home
then in high school it was Steinbeck, Keats and Edgar Allan Poe

WATSKY:
Don’t let the memories fade, we’ve got to make them last
I was still a baby when Grandma Katy passed
and passed on her hardcover novels,
with the Sutherlin nameplates, our family gospel
‘cause I’m not sure if the lord is above,
but I know that your mother is alive in the stories you love
that you read to us when we were little, until we were grown
and I’m gonna pass them on when I’ve got some kids of my own

(Kids of my own)

CHORUS:

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (of the monsters in the closet, it would be alright)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (reading Goosebumps up in Tahoe on those summer nights)

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (of a moaning ghost, or of a pile bones)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (even when the floorboards groaned)

LARS:
Did Stuart Little give up? (No!) He always persevered
you came on stage at Warped Tour, remember how they cheered?
and unlike Jackie Paper I’ll be back to Honalee
to play you my new demos, ‘cause you’re so honest with me
at home you won’t put up with that rapper ego crap,
‘cause to you I’m still Andrew, and I’ll always treasure that
I’d choose my own adventure, it’s taken me so far
ghostriding giant peaches, catching seagulls with these bars

WATSKY:
Keep all your nickles and dimes, feed me your riddles and rhymes,
read me your Wrinkle in Time, build me a bridge out to Terabithia, meet me at nine
on the mysterious island, right at the scene of the crime
come with Captain Nemo, but I’m emo, don’t leave me behind
staring at the sun out on the cape until we’re legally blind
freeze any Mutiny on the Bounty, just cary me there,
out by Where the Red Fern Grows and just bury me there

(Bury me there)


CHORUS:

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (of the Twits or the Grinch or even Captain Hook)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (of Boggis, Bunce or Bean, no I was never shook)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (of the Grendel or of Ichabod Crane)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (even when the Tripods came)

CHARLYNE: Now suddenly,
for the first time,
I’m ready to be loved

VERSE 3:

LARS:
And If I ever have kids, I’ll read them Stega Nona
Lyle Lyle Crocodile, Matilda and Ramona

WATSKY:
I’ll never give ‘em the back of my hand,
give ‘em the Giver, the River, Hatchet and Raggedy Ann

LARS:
And even as a rap fiend, mama
you always kept my hats clean, mama

WATSKY:
Even though we have seen drama,
you always had the vaccine, mama

CHORUS:

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (of gettin’ lost in Narnia because we had a map)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
LARS: (in those Oakland Hills sitting on my mama’s lap)

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (in Jumanji, or of Anansi)
CHARLYNE: I was never afraid
WATSKY: (there’s no Ork or Morlock that haunts me)

CHARLYNE: I was never afraid (x4)
Track Name: The Top 10 Things to Never Say on a First Date
“The Top 10 Things to Never Say on a First Date”

music by Jordan Katz, MC Lars, Damondrick Jack and Watt White
lyrics by MC Lars

These are ten things to never say on a first date. Take note.

Oh yeah, I believe in reproductive rights too, especially for guys. Have you heard of the men’s rights movement?

No, no, no, no. Don’t order that. You’re probably the last person in this room who needs any more carbs tonight.

Hey, you want to meet my parents next weekend? You remind me so much of my mom!

CHORUS:

These are ten things to never say
These are ten things to never say
These are ten things to never say on a first date!

I’m not racist, but…

My favorite author? You probably haven’t heard of him. I don’t think they teach Kierkegaard in the state schools.

Be right back. I just have to do a number two.

Let me tell you all the intricate details about my recent financial troubles.

Not counting what’s probably going to happen later, how many other guys from Tinder have you slept with?

CHORUS:

These are ten things to never say
These are ten things to never say
These are ten things to never say on a first date!

Can I take this call? It’s my ex.

My favorite type of music? Probably nerdcore.
Track Name: The Ballad of Hans Moleman
“The Ballad of Hans Moleman”

music by Kevin Brew, MC Lars and Mike Russo
lyris by MC Lars

CHORUS:

Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down

VERSE 1:

Hans Moleman is his name a.k.a. Ralph Melish
He’s a stone cold player Arti Ziff was mad jealous
when he dated Selma first, plus he’s only 31
Drinking ruined his life, it’s such a sad story son
Got a knife in his cane and a fire in his loins
The indie movie star who took a football to the groin
Burns thought he was a leprechaun, drilled him in the head
Slept with Lars Ulrich’s grandmother then chilled with her in bed
He’s more metal than Metallica, though that’s not so hard
Homer drove him off a cliff, so impatient in his car,
He was hauling Poe’s house, just another day for Hans
but he’s back on his feet ‘cause he’s the motherflipping man
You know there’s no escape from the Fortress of the Moles
He’s been burnt, run over buried, but he’s still on a roll
He’s been radiated, detonated, heart broken twice,
The Lazarus of Springfield, always coming back to life his name is

CHORUS:

Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
(He’s the bad luck Brian of 920 Oak Grove, Hipster Glasses so thick and round)
Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
(‘Cause he’s trying out for Poochie while he’s waiting on his kidney, he’s the talk of the whole darn town)

VERSE 2:

Have you seen his green pants, have you seen his new shirt?
He wasn’t yelling “Boo!”, he was yelling “Boo-Urns!”
Attacked by Roomba robots gone anthropomorphic
He’s part Droopy the Dog and part Kenny McCormick
He was riding on his Harley on the cover of his bio
Crashed into Planet Hype yeah he's been up there for awhile
He was texting Homer hit him, well surprise, he survived!
he’s twice as cool as Millhouse though he can’t really drive
Have you ever felt crushed by the weight of the planet?
If you have, let me tell you that Hans Moleman understands it,
But you’ve got to get up, you’ve got to put on your tie
Lace up your orthopedic shoes, and look up at the sky
And say hey, Solar rays, today you won’t burn me up
Keep that Moleman PMA, you can break out of that rut,
‘Cause when you’re stuck in the snow and you’re starting to turn purple
Just remember Hans Moleman when the wolves start to circle

CHORUS:

Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
(‘Cause he’s like Cowabunga dudes, with a skateboard in his hand
Hipster glasses so thick and round)
Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
(Even in his iron lung, well he’s still dependable
He's the talk of the whole darn town)

BRIDGE

This player was the mayor over thirty years ago
brought an anthem to the people he told everyone he wrote
then one day it was discovered that whole thing was hoax
so they tied him to a horse out in the desert, let him go

CHORUS:

Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
Moleman, Hans Moleman, you can’t keep Hans Moleman down
Track Name: The Dip (featuring Kool Keith)
“The Dip (featuring Kool Keith)”

music by MC Lars, Monte Pittman and Jim Greer
lyrics by MC Lars and Kool Keith

KEITH: These aren’t kid gloves, Mr. Valiant.

VERSE 1:

KEITH:
Destroying rappers like Judge Doom, kill that, Marvin Ac,
cutting ‘em like sword and axe, that dip running through Toontown,
these Looney Tunes, companies can’t stop that, havoc
that independence, with suspense, like a villain, black trench
creating a vengeance, soul greater, for the haters, never need
no tactics, Who Framed Roger Rabbit?, throwing lyrics
out like javelins, spazzin’, animated individuals,
rubbing their head, pitiful, saluting A1 generals
whatever matters, competition, in position, opposition,
contract for contract, I’m all that, just fall back,
characters, no scavengers, they cartoons in art rooms
artist, I’m a star in this, top notch, just check your watch
live quick, I stay quick, animation reality, destroy the town they mad at me
independent, like wheels spinnin’,
water machine, time machine, melt down they head down
in Toontown we come around, we rush out, no doubt!

CHORUS:

I’ll put this rabbit in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
Let’s put these toons up in the dip, when you dip, I dip, we dip
I’ll put this shoe up in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
When I’m mobbin’, with the weasels, we can dip Toontown into the ground (x2)

VERSE 2:

LARS:
Short bunny but my ears tall (uh!)
Got a lot on my plate dog
Only thug rabbit out here in Toontown
Baby Herman put the knife down
Pop a Weasle for my peoples, like (clap clap)  (ohhh)
Giving haters dirt naps
I got a girl and she always got that carrot cake
it’s an interspecies romance (real rabbit ish)
Roger be mobbing all day, with Mickey Mouse making that pay (uh!)
Them cartoons from back in the day, Judge Doom won't be showing his face (uh!)
He probably be after RK, the dip he be letting it spray
I won't believe it! I can't believe it!  I shan't believe it!  No way
‘Cause Roger Rabbit don’t play, doing doughnuts all day
with Eddie Valiant, we all about it, you best get out of our way
You know I’m putting in work, these fools about to get murked 
with that acetone and that turpentine and that benzine going berserk (Roger!)
Rah - Roger Rabbit, Rah, Rah - Roger Rabbit
Box office smash like I’m Rah - Roger Rabbit (yeah)
Three dope shorts like I’m Rah - Roger Rabbit (uh!)
One buck tooth like I’m Rah - Roger Rabbit

CHORUS:

I’ll put this rabbit in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
Let’s put these toons up in the dip, when you dip, I dip, we dip
I’ll put this shoe up in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
When I’m mobbin’, with the weasels, we can dip Toontown into the ground (x2)

KEITH:

Soon, where Toon Town once stood will be a string of fast food restaurants with Bible verses confusingly printed on cheeseburger wrappers and soda cups… and guitar retailers with wonderful, wonderful overpriced prosumer gear as far as the eye can see. My God, it'll be beautiful! Check out this Squire start I got for $200, what a bargain!

CHORUS:

I’ll put this rabbit in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
Let’s put these toons up in the dip, when you dip, I dip, we dip
I’ll put this shoe up in the Dip, when I dip, you dip, we dip
When I’m mobbin’, with the weasels, we can dip Toontown into the ground (x2)

OUTRO:

Baron Von Rotten! Baron Von Rotten!
Baron Von Rotten has very bad morals! (x4)

Hold up wait a minute, let me put some bunny in it! (x4)
Track Name: Party with Lars (featuring Spose)
“It's a Party with Lars (featuring Spose)”

music by MC Lars and Jim Greer
lyrics by Spose and MC Lars

CHORUS:

It’s a party with Lars, party with Lars! (x4)

VERSE 1:

SPOSE:

Man, last time I partied with Lars, he was on the roof,
mouth all bleeding with a broken tooth,
he did a backflip with a broken leg,
he turned around, spun around, looked at us said,
“My name is MC Lars, I’m gonna jump off the roof!”
we said, “Don’t do it!” He said, “I’m gonna do it!”
we said “Don’t don it!”, He said, “I’m gonna do it!”
then he did it, then he landed on his feet
then he broke into a dance move,
doing crazy types of shit that people can’t do
he did the moonwalk, mixed it with the Macarena,
all the girls aroused him, then they start masturbating,
then he grew wings, then he floated right over the pool
“How is he doing that?” This dude is a fool!
This shit was so cool, he parties so hard,
nobody parties as hard when you party with Lars


CHORUS:

Man, this shit is insane
(It’s a party with Lars, party with Lars!)
With Zelda on a chain
(It’s a party with Lars, party with Lars!)
He was smoking cocaine
(It’s a party with Lars, party with Lars!)
You’ll be glad that you came

VERSE 2:

LARS:

It’s a party with Lars…
wait hold on Spose, what if my mom hears this?
Track Name: Forgot About Jack
“Forgot About Jack”

music by MC Lars and Jim Greer
lyrics by MC Lars

VERSE 1:

Here’s the story of a dude named Jack Kerouac
who hit the road ‘cause he was never coming back
to write an epic book and see the country
with a very close friend named Neal Cassady
they were lovers but we didn’t know until much later
‘cause America then was full of homophobic haters
it was all about the journey and spontaneous prose
at the Six Gallery he heard Ginsberg flow
‘cause Jack went hard and got turnt up
passed the port after he filled his cup
A Catholic Buddhist with a giant heart
wrote everything down the in the service of his art
went to Big Sur, saw a dead otter
thought about his mom his cat and his father
drank himself to death in his Florida home
was laid to rest in Lowell at 47 years old

CHORUS:

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(The French Canadian Dharma Bum, who lived his life to the maximum)
Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(Writing poems down in Mexico, left his mark just to let you know)

VERSE 2:

Tupac Shakur, yes I’m sure,
was the Kerouac of rap ‘cause they both opened doors
they defined a culture, both died really young
both came West and had hella fun
they went out in the club with with their fans getting hyphy
up in the bar with their crew drinking nightly
prolific and brilliant and real and alive
made poetry mainstream and changed people’s lives
East Coast to Marin well they both made the treck
the Thug Life purveyors who always caught wreck
poets who loved and supported their moms
and when they were focused their words were the bomb
maligned by the press for their derelict ways
the gangster aesthetic, a sideways beret
the posthumous gifts of two iconoclasts
RIP Tupac and RIP Jack


CHORUS:

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(No commitments, feeling free, up all night writing constantly )
Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(Literary iconoclast, who grabbed the moment and made it last)

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(A Lonesome Traveller, On the Road, writing prose about the life he chose)
Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(Stacks of paper, piling up, shot of whiskey up in his cup)



VERSE 3:

And I’m talking about the Beats
not the ones you’re hearing on Ableton
‘cause the whole hip-hop generation
really could not have been enabled son
to express a postmodern view point
form the streets to the stage to the stadium
without Burroughs or Ginsberg or Kerouac
cause antiquated norms they were changing them
with art and music and poetry and prose
but counterculture then was a big no no
cause Cold War America was all about fear
conformity and status, ’57 was the year
when On the Road changed the game
then Howl and Naked Lunch set the world aflame
it would never be the same as you already know
Kerouac opened doors with that beatnik flow


CHORUS:

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(World renowned for his honest words, shouted loud 'til his voice was heard)
Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(Defined a movement and paved the way, so MCs like me could take the stage)

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(Bad reviews all in his face, but no one else could ever take his place)
Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that?
(A Roman candle in the dark, who exploded like a spider across the stars)


OUTRO:

Nowadays everybody want,to tweet like they got something to say
But nothing comes out when they move their thumbs, they just let their fingers run
And bloggers wanna act like they forgot about Jack (x4)

Who’s that? Jack, Jack, Jack Kerouac! Who’s that? (x2)

Who’s that?
Track Name: Triforce
“Triforce”

music by MC Lars, Damondrick “D.J.” Jack and Sebastian Hochstein
lyris by MC Lars

VERSE 1:

Dear Sarah, I know it’s been a long time
I heard that you got married, I heard you’re doing fine
I heard you bought a house, that you’re happy and in love
I heard you got your PhD, I heard you had a son
time flies girl - how’s your brother?
How’s Seattle? How’s your Dad? How’s your mother?
I know I missed you when I last came to town
You dropped off my guitar, but then you had to bounce
so many memories, in that beat up case
Big Sur, Idaho, Tahoe and the Bay
And it was hard, how college changed it all,
Thought we’d always be together but, life it proved us wrong
Prom night, we looked so young in those photos
When I picked you up in my parents red Volvo
I wish you nothing but the best, you deserve it
That mean song I wrote, well I wish you’d never heard it

CHORUS:

Power, wisdom, courage (I found the Triforce and I'll always let it guide me)
Power, wisdom, courage (I've got the pieces and they've always been inside me)
Power, wisdom, courage (I know it's been a while and we rarely speak)
Power, wisdom, courage (I'm letting go these days, guess I found the link)

VERSE 2:

Dear Mary, How’s everything in Hyrule?
hard to believe I've known you since high school
Remember how we met at that Pharcyde show?
One kiss, that was it, thought I’d never let you go
In the mountains we kicked it, so spiritual
you always brought the fire when we freestyled lyrical
Those nights down in Oakland by Lake Merritt were the best
Comic-Con, Amsterdam, SXSW
some nights you made me happy, some nights you made me lazy
Some nights made me jealous, some nights you made me crazy
Some nights you made me laugh, some nights we just relaxed
You made that food delicious, I’ll admit you made me fat
So I had to move on - found support online
I threw away the tools that had kept you in my life
Found freedom at last when I realized that
This Ocarina of Time, had kept me stuck in the past

CHORUS:

Power, wisdom, courage (I found the Triforce and I'll always let it guide me)
Power, wisdom, courage (I've got the pieces and they've always been inside me)
Power, wisdom, courage (No longer will I let you consume or define me)
Power, wisdom, courage (I had to let you go and leave that dark world behind me)

VERSE 3:

Dear Andrew, how you been dude, what’s new?
it’s been a minute since I last checked in with you
I know that it’s been hard watching mom and dad get older
But realize that they’re proud of their little rapper soldier
Wish that you could give them grand kids pretty soon
But your schedule on the road doesn’t leave a lot of room
Plus this master of the suitcase, master of the sublet
Is not honestly ready to be a dad yet
wish you had real place to keep all you stuff
‘cause these storage locker bills they keep piling up
you hope your sister’s not alone, forever
and that your Uncle Joel somehow gets better
Losing touch with friends ‘cause you're always on the go
Fighting with your girl out in London on the phone
ignore the serpents in the shadows, you’ll be fine dude
You've got your music and amazing fans behind you


CHORUS:

Power, wisdom, courage (I found the Triforce and I'll always let it guide me)
Power, wisdom, courage (I've got the pieces and they've always been inside me)
Power, wisdom, courage (You're talking negative but I can't even hear you)
Power, wisdom, courage (I'm watching Ganon eat my dust in the rear view)

Power, wisdom, courage
Power, wisdom, courage
Power, wisdom, courage
Power, wisdom, courage