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Shotty Shell

by Parnhashnakovsky

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This instrumental is made by Portishead. I love this group. I was in college when I first got put onto them.. I am not sure who or what introduced me. I had been into morcheeba, beck, tricky and a couple of other alternative artists that seemed to be influenced by hip hop. I had never heard anything like Portishead Dummy - when I think about it now, it takes me back to the apartment we had on buford Hwy in Atlanta - i would sit in my room with the blacklight on, smoking weed and listening to portishead, thinking fo raps. There were only one or two songs that were open enough to rap to so I couldnt really record or use any of the songs as instrumentals. At some point I found this instrumental.. years later. So of course I had to collab.

In terms of lyrics - another example of conversational rap - not a lot of amplitude or volume and the energy directed is a low intensity. Very direct and purposeful. Patterns truncate so the meaning is felt, but till heavy internal and external rhyme patterns. At the time, I had been traveling a good bit and dealing with a lot of transitions in friendships. Some of the raps are funny to me..
"Burn a bush of reggie
Middle finger frank scagnetty
Machette
Every little Debbie
At the derby
Stay fresh as a deli"
ruggie bush was an athlete .. but reggie is regular weed .. as is bush. you may get the reference to Scagnetty fuck .. reservoir dogs. Machete (movie feature actor in tarentino films) every little Debbie .. that refers to Atlanta and the idea of cutting shorties and the Kentucky derby .. high stakes, stallions.
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Skip steps my weight broke the elevator
Fell in the shaft and couldn’t get up like I was stock to the bottom of the downtrodden
With no stocks to option
Rotten plotting all the schemes I cook could feed all the starving children of Africa
If you can’t remember the verse, just sing the hook
Read my book
Castle kings with rooks, its spectacular
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lyrics

Suppertime with fine wine and Im at the table with blind gluttons stuffing my mouth full of mutton
turkey stuffing and corn muffin,
clutching
duck skin
Foie gras
My line of design is high end skyline and view shorelines and aqua agua
My vision goes as far as mars or stars
And live behind these bars like prison and starve
En guard
Living is hard
Its a given I am scared
Watch me find love in a town where only hate flourishes
And the emotionally malnourished discourage the kids
I got the courage to give
Live live live
No remorse
Chart the sea course
This is the time and time is a fleeting resource my recourse is don't waste a nano second
Sample the piano section
My mission divine defined
Mtv beefing. a bleeding heart
Of course I'm A man of lessons
Stressing,
planning for my final day of resting
Wrap rope around the neck of kings
Etch this in sketch pad on skin unraveling the string
Lose my grip on reality feel the effects of jet lag
Four countries, six days
Im hungry but here’s a quick display
of what motivates my to hit and rip the stage
I take advantage of every moment when given a day
Some people still ask me why I am living this way
I dont know what to say,
make music and give it away
It beats a job I hate
that only pays a minimum wage
Take a lunatic and give em in a cage
Poke em with a stick get em livid crazed and enraged
Look at the good little citizens play
One day they’ll grow to the appropriate age to get engaged
I stay wondering about why I am living in the first place
If it only ends with dirt on my face
And only these rhymes will count as steps I made away from my birthplace
I live in the aquarian age I write a page of delirium plus hold an agrarian blade to kill the tedium
Till the soil ill the earth is fertile like the crescent and harvest can’t spoil boil the veggie
Call in the beauties by the bevel,
I'm noble as reggie
Its about to get little messy,
break the levy
Eddie Bauer with the teddy grams of headies
For the preppies
Burn a bush of reggie
Middle finger Frank Scagnetty
Machette
Every little Debbie
At the derby
Stay fresh as a deli
Every ready to face the petty
Mario Andretti
Head is heavy
legs are steady
Let me jet ski
My generation is now skip the Pepsi
Make it quick like Nestle
Let me
express these
emotions expressly
Without man made weaponry
Scar your face burn your effigy
Destroy cities town libraries, end your legacy
Mark Antony
Ceasar
To the DNA
We could play
Leaves will sway
We could play
Leaves will sway

In my DNA
Is carpe diem
I seize the day

God father Gotti, shanti shell
Shoddy copy, gods body fell

God father Gotti, shanti shell
Shoddy copy, gods body fell

To the day I lay in graves
Love fades away
I try to explain the way I praise the day
Its not the same display
Aim and spray

God father Gotti, shanti shell
Shoddy copy, gods body fell
Zip white Zinfandel
Kamikaze infidels
In the lobby burn an el with the poppy smell
Call me spell caster
Sleep walk master disaster
Mister meta data
Free fall
Vanilla wafer
But never waiver
Speedball
rhyme style straddle Jacobs ladder
Sword and stone
Hold blades of metal sabers
Ask the devils savior
Make sure the lord is known horde the throne
Skip steps my weight broke the elevator
Fell in the shaft and couldn’t get up like I was stock to the bottom of the downtrodden
With no stocks to option
Rotten plotting as if all the schemes I cook could feed all the starving children of Africa
If you can’t remember the verse, just sing the hook
Read my book
Castle kings with rooks, its spectacular
Hijack new heritage dictionary with a blade to throat grip that makes em choke
Broke margins, spilling black English vernacular
You call it ebonics, my language stays broke
Straight dope like plates of coke
Cakes And toast
Hot and ride like wild unbridled stage coach
grade
Made in the good old US of A
It aint like I came with tales from the hood and I aint got no games to play
Its aim and spray
Training day
Love fades away to the day I lay in graves I try to explain the way I frame the day
Its not the same display of the pain and dismay
Its ;like it rains for days in the plains of Spain in may

credits

released December 11, 2021
instrumental - Portishead
for educational purposes
Lyrics and vocals - Parnhashnakovsky
Cover art - Parnhashnakovsky

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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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