The fourth installment of Adaptation - another 10 minute project but this time .. its not Lo Fi.. its J dilla beats. This is a project with different verses and ideas stitched together into a composition that has not real beginnings or ends to the "songs" Topics range from intimacy and carnal pleasure (adult themed) to friends battling addiction, observational social critiques and more.. a lot of raps. Like.. you have to listen to the words and catch the entendres.
J dilla influenced me in more ways than I can recount but I saw Slum Village live pre 2000, I listened to pharcydes second album a lot, I was into the native tongues era.. lets talk about it in person. Respect
lyrics
When we fucked, everything was naturally black and white low light mixed media material
no film
the footage was
High resolution
seduction
sheets that were soaked and me sucked into the deepest temptation
my mental tape playing David Ruffin
Eddie Kendrick in the back of my mind
soul is engulfed
ebb and flow pacing slow
The inundation and the love below
stimulation
No flash but grab the camera
Clutch her skin
The image of my face in her waist
and her debase taste for strangulation
and asphyxiation
no simulation
No match
grab the match
Just facts
Hot Candle wax and unspeakable acts
I am an addict and have to have her
Her body is on some nat king Cole unforgettable
coke bottle model boggle the human brain like theoretical
mathematics and quadratic equations, The moments were liminal
For real I can try to tell you but you will never know the experience black magic spell casting subliminal
Fiona apple tidal, carrion and criminal
A Half hung over stoner with an interest in voluptuous vixens
that that have a penchant for strippen quicker than I tend to lose my attention when I am watching television and moving pictures
She's one with my heart like she was glued to my ticker
Wait a minute
She started shaking and I mirrored the movements when moving with her
And it aint the booze and liquor
Whisper
Lick her
She wore a black bra and blue panties and her tattoos went from neck to shoulder and down
to her hips
The clothes come off faster than the temperature was rising
she like to joke about waiting till our second date to begin with the commencing of ass fucking
I am not kidding
im just wylin from my memory
my homies are candy flipping
im sipping brandy and whiskey while im tripping over women
yeah just choose to listen i know i got a few screws missing
There are some people that say that rappers are not musicians
So let me respond by saying that the previous thesis it totally fallacious and with no basis
what do you think this case of bass in your face is
Taste it like
The lazership deathstar 2012 in your optic like lasik naked
Even though I only write the letters and words don't act like I never wrote debase strange arrangements
cloaked in scatterbrained deranged arcane statements
My brain broke containment and now it's like I don't even know it as a close acquaintance or lost relative
Lost reverence for the cross and reverend
I am a broke physician with no hope for patients trying to grope the cold slopes to patience yelling to hell with it
According to Einstein, imagination is more important than knowledge and all elements of space and time are relative
And now the bio chemists are developing new anti depressants and sedatives to peddle to kids only to double the negative
but see who benefits from selling it
It's multiple over exposure with no control group and no peer review
The data is skewed
it starts with the Survey sample size
And ends with my Family feuds
The scientist are Culpable
they doze the doze
and the donors let you sleep from here to Andover
I stay in computers like the Lawnmower man studying and reading
Look at what the periodicals are teaching
The articles get published that include research that is funded
And it is abundantly clear
my friends might be candy fliping and sniffen
Im tripping out over women
but yeah i got conviction and depictions have no fiction
yeah no fiction in my diction
my friends might be candy flipping and some of them are sniffing,
i am just tripping out while thinking of these women
and the way that i am living
pardon there is no fiction in my diction
the way im spittin
true conviction
Back in New York like I never left the biggest of boroughs
Gull wing doors open in the future with William s Boroughs
Son of a rebel force alliance
Check my d.n.a.
Mitochlorian pure bred thorough
Ergo
ego
you can see that the story doesn't end
Never
My mitochondrion
Run the devils away
to Gregorian
Emporium
Oriented in the orient
Opiates till I'm disoriented
Doric pillars
Accordions
and According to men
they Adore the sin
i use Dorian
Historians
Wonder when the storm with end
no its Just born again
Now the blessings start pouring in
It's ain't nuthin, give the glory to the gory holy hymns
My life is spartan,
Doc martin shit kicker quicksilver
Master builder
Pass my pilsner
And this mailman will delivery in the bitter cold
After he bends and folds
College prep centrfolds
That listen to ben folds five lcd soundsystem and interpol
Wait, take a break and let me hit the bowl
let me scribe my scroll
My cerebral and brain are stained with
medieval pain and anguish let me explain and frame it
I keep it restrained in containment
my life's an inquisition
Blame my aim to paint it
And name the saint of what's sacred
Arranged on a plane with
stain glass cathedral moving in a transition upwards to the plane where the rain is tainted
The fame is tainted
Aint it
My people use the strangest language
Thomas Edison inventions Holding the reigns of a lazersip
Maim the plaintiff and no name acquaintance
hold the most regal
Pierce skin ceremonies of suspension
I came with a flame lit
Run with huns and black vandals
holding smoldering Axe handles, nuns and wax candles
Burn wicks at both ends in bushwick with close friends and record my life over these tracks and samples
This is a social overthrow while blowing dro in the wind
See the limit and push it so I never feel closed or roped in
Posten roastin
You can choose to work nine to five with Dolly Parton or
Dabny Coleman
Or you can tunnel with the rats underground in New York subways partying hard with the molemen
See,
due to my complexion people make intelligence quotient assumptions
i got one answer for them
fuck em
they can Eat a bag of dicks
Full of more shit than and elephants anus and swollen intestines
thats right when im rolling its golden sections
I write a rhyme a day
And each one is special like children so now I need to put my work down and find some mufkin time to play
under the divine sunshine and rays
I am kind of wise to some of the ways of the world but these days feel l like famine in a time when the skies are gray
We use metaphor to prove that crime don't pay
and You knew rhymes don't pay
thats right rhymes dont pay
But I'll unwind and dine on some fine wine and grapes
I stand solo, no siblings, single parents dolo like my mind in time and space
totally loco my mind will race
Trying to design my fate
Do I even know the time of day
I forage with friends that found a home in foster programs no structure to bind or brace but they find that faith
some of my friends fuck with uncooked coke the line and plate
Come on Don't look in distaste
Look at the creative world that the deaf dumb and the blind will make
And for my soldiers in solitary confinement no shoe strings to tie that lace
theres No time to waste
thats right theres no time to waste
maybe theres a chisel and file inside your cake
are those the proper tools in this systems prison to find and escape
man theres no time to waste but im here to bind that brace
i dont hibernate
do i even know the time of day
Let the sound clash sun splash backdraft flash faster than the wrath of Rasputin against a massive movement
My mash up is hash influenced
Cash congruent
Catholic mass for the classless
math of Confucius
Wrapped in a tunic and a peacocks blue plumage
An imagination tied to the past experiences and mass influence
In a class of students
Let my sound-clash sun splash backdraft flash faster than the wrath of Rasputin against a massive movement
My mash up is hash influenced
Cash congruent
Catholic mass for the classless
graph the math of Confucius
while im Wrapped in a tunic and a peacocks blue plumage
An imagination tied to the past experiences and mass influence
In a class of students
Last remnants of a vast rudiment
Lack of jurisprudence
Black mask
Jack the ripper
Mind state fractured and only half as lucid lost on a path of tulips
Blind hate captured and mastered with a rat trapped and cats that act abusive
im ruthless with music I have to do it
Catch the arrow shaft when caught in a clash with cupid
You can stay desperately seeking Susan
lost in the sea of deep confusion
Roofless while I roll rawhide rugged
Rough and tumble
Crumble urb and burn it on a sunny afternoon
Pass the boom around the room
I am nutty like a macaroon
And package these massively massive tunes
Im not gone till November, i'll be gone till June
yeah.. next June
You might think I'm trippen but I am not in here on the mic off a rack of mushrooms
My toons are too looney for the looney bin
Hearing voices in the room tuned in unison to unicorn hymns and Nubian lunar grin
Spoonin gins
My toons are too looney for the looney bin
Hearing voices in the room tuned to lunar grins
It went from college starlets and magna cum laude
To scarlet harlots that bite scratch and cum loudly
I got a magnum on covered like saudis
Drowsy
now that think of it
If you blink it's missed
I am on some think pink script
Fuck her on the sink shit
She wears her emotions on her sleeve and the tattoo of her heart just the meaning you see the ink drip
its permanent and gaudy
subservient and naughty
On the zenith
You should have seen it like it was scenic
on the map like rand mcNallys
It was surrounded by the earth firmament and valleys
I pick the scab of the memory like the body art and the reflection of the sea against the sky was grey and cloudy
dark and stormy
Crown me king of down on a knee
She orgasms by the triple
Tickle Nipple piercings and clitoral ornamentation is
a perfect match for her sensual nature
I would go native just to taste her
just to taste her
while she lays gracefully naked in the solarium one body like Africa and Eurasia
I put her face on sacred sudariums
She is such a giving lover, what a good samaritan
Clarion
I am crazy as captain caveman and agrarian Sumerians
Baken the black hash weed and opium
Cunnilingus in the kitchen floor
And felacio and the tile floor linoleum
Try to touch the fallopian
I'm wild for sure
Go on tour spitten these holy hymns
Pinky and the brain
world take over
Alexander the king of the Macedonians
They think he's insane
In this world of snakes cobras,
mongoose bunny hop over them
No I crush all foes like Napoleon
Rose gold bowls for Ethiopians
shorties call me the ho
It's cool, they like when I am gropen em and choken them
Ropen them poken em
filling every opening
Gold gym i know .. here we go again
He's a misogynist
That's preposterous
Fuck you with a dinosaur dildo I have never been an apologist
I am a botanist
with a crazy hypothesis for the populace
a human searching for universal comprehension golden spiral in the nautilus
i write this from the bottomless and do it for the fatherless
write this form the bottom less and do it for the fatherless
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credits
released December 6, 2021
Lyrics - Parnhashnakovsky
Music -- J Dilla
for educational purposes
this is not a commercial release
hyper creative -anti corporate.. been making music for over 20 years. Its an expression of self and connectivity to the universe. My goal is to spread love - the music is a conduit. you and I are one in the same..
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