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Shark vs Cake

by Fubar & Edd Bundy

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1.
Verse 1: The dude's insane, you ever see him it's curtains you'll rue the day you ever meet him in person keeps it in churches, speaks to the people in sermons messiah but the evilest version I'm everything people just assume that I am I make music for me and just a few of my fans fuck you, your opinion and your musical taste the shit is trash, I'll say it 'til I'm blue in the face you'd rather listen to the music that'll ruin my day to the point I regurgitate the food that I ate the shit is gone with the quickness I'm talking wack on the level of Mariah Carrey songs during Christmas calm your mind, try and let it embrace fear I know it's scary when your destiny ain't clear notice the pitch fork and devilish grey beard wearing the decapitated head of a reindeer end of a strange year, time to recalibrate lines that I activate are knives that decapitate rhymes you can animate still utterly in shock by the caliber of minds that I captivate inevitable, unescapable doom I suggest that you stay in your room until the day you improve or wake up encased in a tomb I'm not being hyperbolic I'm afraid that it's true Chorus: the guy's very odd old school, traveled on a triceratops look at him and find there's a god you are not on his level, he is omnipotential they canonize anything he jots with a pencil clearly heavenly sharper than the Spear of Destiny embrace every modicum of fear and let it be you are dying to survive when it's useless struggling to fight it just to die Verse 2: I've embarked on a mission and there's no coming back been dope as fuck, never wrote nothing wack consistency is key, like a miracle, I keep doing things you've never done with syllables on beats I'm a cannibal, ridiculous indeed my mom told me never get up until I finish what I eat if you ever CROSS me I'll finish it with ease you better LOOK BOTH WAYS when listening to me verses are so ill they'll practically turn you to ROADKILL you'll DIE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREET stripping you of each hypocritical belief thoughts reminiscent of a biblical disease I am like a swarm of locusts when I storm on the battlefield ready to force you to grab a shield penetrate defenses, decimate your dedicated henchmen attempting to escalate is senseless welcome to my humble abode where I devastate intentions dead humans decorate the entrance Vlad the Impaler with an ax and a saber blood face, standing on the back of a traitor with a thirst for vengeance utilizing cursed inventions to propagate the worst infections transmitting thoughts, essentially cyanide spread like a virus, I suggest that you try and hide Chorus: the guy's very odd old school, traveled on a triceratops look at him and find there's a god you are not on his level, he is omnipotential they canonize anything he jots with a pencil clearly heavenly sharper than the Spear of Destiny embrace every modicum of fear and let it be you are trying to survive when it's useless struggling to fight it just to die
2.
Fubar: nothing really matters in the end natural causes or a hatchet to the neck that's unless you believe that when you die the faster you ascend to a heaven you imagine in your head I bet it feels nice 'til I shatter yet again your belief in the bible and the passages you've read passionate to death with disasterous intent I'm convinced that the entire planet is possessed fuck trying to sleep, rather when I'm dead me with a mic is like a mechanic with a wrench with the shock value of Thor, hammer is the pen bring the end of the world only to ration what is left rapper in the flesh, evil yet compassionate as heck either hugs or a dagger to your flesh laughter is pretend, quiet for the actor on the set nothing really matters in the end
3.
Verse 1: mood's in the dump, about as blue as they come when I'm sober people still assume that I'm drunk I've got evidence, time for me to prove that I'm nuts might as well put your neck inside the noose that I hung you've never heard of me? sounds like you're living in space just kidding, I've never had any critical fame for a couple of decades, every single minute awake wrote whatever I could fit on a page mom taught me always try and finish the plate see me with a fork eating little bits of your brain I've got ridiculous aim, unlimited range twenty kilometers you'll still get a brick to the face you're an amateur, started writing lyrics for days well after 69 started snitching to jake I'm twisted insane, cut you with the tip of a blade you'll need Gorilla Glue to hold all your stitches in place Chorus: I am that dude, you shouldn't war with a guy who's ability increases the more that he writes speed of light fast with the force of a line Earth to Andromeda's a four minute flight Verse 2: lately it feels like maybe I'm supposed to be drunk now I drink to the point where I'm totally numb listen I know that I'm nuts, sat back, started smoking a blunt heard your albums and both of them sucked and now I'm back throwing jabs yet again with such force that your brain will pop out of the back of your head savage as heck, muthafuck a pad and a pen there's nothing you can write that'll counteract what I've said any people who show up I greet with a throat punch so hard that it makes their feet and their nose touch I march to the beat of my own drum arrived with the purpose to turn human meat into cold cuts I analyze entire lines lyrically studying GOATS, you'd rather idolize mini-me's try and hide, or you can die inside visibly I'm cyanide lowering your vital signs instantly Chorus: I am that dude, you shouldn't war with a guy who's ability increases the more that he writes speed of light fast with the force of a line Earth to Andromeda's a four minute flight
4.
Fubar: Puerto Rock lyricist, I was born a god, infinite I exist but I sort of not give a shit rarely I'm impressed, scary with a pen writing stanzas deeper than the Marianas Trench it is time for a moment of silence that'll grow into violence enjoy being thrown to the lions soldier of science, standing on the shoulders of giants David throwing stones at Goliath eventually I hope to construct a device able to grind your bones into dust see me staring at you holding a gun thinking I'm gonna shoot but instead sever your throat with a cut competition, getting torn apart at the seams by a great white shark in the deep razor sharp with its teeth, skin branded with the mark of the beast it gets darker, no matter how dark that it seems
5.
Verse 1: I'm feeling like the anti-Christ sitting on the throne of Jesus I swear it on the deity I don't believe in my goal is breathe in not easy when the reaper puts his hands around your throat and squeezes I force myself to be alone for reasons when I'm despondent level of dope increases the fork in the middle of the road I reached it with a compass that I broke to pieces single greatest ACTOR of our time laughter in DISGUISE, question me I ANSWER with a LIE I did the MATH trying to be a FACTOR in my PRIME but I'll never really capture what is mine, even after my demise prepare for disaster when it strikes or stay FALLING OFF with every CHAPTER THAT YOU WRITE me I have a fire and the faster it ignites the longer that I'm HOLDEN (holding) it in I am the CATCHER IN THE RYE Chorus (Translation): I told Coraline she can grow Take her things and then leave But she feels a monster holding her in a cage That covers the road with mines Verse 2: I'm constantly depressed, doesn't matter if the planets align examine a reality where tragedy thrives in addition both dreams and fantasies die because of nihilism nothing really matters in life there's a demon that attempted to escape but I trapped it inside you can hear him in the raps that I write looking to cut any family ties back on the grind, to live a life that was never actually mine slowly I embark like I'm Noah with his ark even though I've never felt I was chosen from the start I've never felt like I was supposed to be a star instead I relish yet another moment in the dark living life knowing I was thrown in with the sharks hoping that you notice that I'm showing you my heart I'm exposing any scars searching for a moment of happiness, wishing that I could hold it in a jar Chorus (Translation): I told Coraline she can grow Take her things and then leave But she feels a monster holding her in a cage That covers the road with mines
6.
Verse 1: my dad's gone, sometimes I see him in the face of a stranger his impact created a crater got his crazy behavior engrained in my nature I just took the positive and replaced it with anger I was unable to evolve, held in place with an anchor just put me in a grave as a favor I felt every day like a failure was suicidal but the bullets still remain in the chamber catharsis, reason every line is precise but at this point anything I write will suffice I was acting like everything was fine in my mind hoping the fire I once had inside would ignite I remember I didn't even cry when he died years later, lost count of the nights that I cried was in a fight for my life, daily tried to survive looking to find the bright light that Christ didn't shine Chorus: some days I really wish you were here with me but what would exactly change? I gotta learn to turn the page there's nothing left to say now sometimes I scream and cry at the heavens at you but I think about it honestly you taught me who not to be so I guess this is "thank you" Verse 2: there were times when it used to be fun he would pick up and hug me, I reveled in the view from above he had a choice to make, I assumed it was us but he ended up ultimately choosing the drugs fast forward, third time we moved in a month and got used to not having any food in my gut still I blame him, even though I knew he was nuts abused to the point began to assume it was love now many of my memories are vague, they'll eventually escape whatever I remember is a haze he made me even better in a way severed my restraints, instead of being forever in these chains reason I'm relentless whenever I engage and the reason I never will surrender when afraid now I treasure every day, and welcome both equally the pleasure and the pain I will never be the same Chorus: some days I really wish you were here with me but what would exactly change? I gotta learn to turn the page there's nothing left to say now sometimes I scream and cry at the heavens at you but I think about it honestly you taught me who not to be so I guess this is "thank you"
7.
Fubar: I'm not at all there armed in the middle of the street killing mics dangerous with each written line the irony indeed fits the crime when I need you to die in order for me to keep living life you are correct I never pray there's no use for it when you're blessed in every way plus I'm atheist, reckless every day and will continue to get worse in exponential rates I'm stressed, may have to wait 'til I'm dead to meditate I'm even too depressed to medicate your music is horrible to the point where it feels like you're actively trying to get my head to detonate I'm left to devastate, death I celebrate your body's a temple I intend to renovate take a chainsaw to your chest and penetrate and fashion a mask out of your flesh like Leatherface
8.
Verse 1: I penetrate and cause destruction like a cannonball do sneak in your house wearing a Santa Clause suit I am dead broke, nothing but a crook in a disguise in search of valuables I couldn't even find I am crooked in the mind, how can I put it to you nice? seeing me you shouldn't even try if you look at me you'll die especially if I don't see a glass of milk with some cookies on the side I'm a nightmare you are never gonna wake from I become the aggressor when I taste blood sever with a blade tongue made a list and I'm checking it twice so I remember all you fake fucks whenever there is violence I'm around fuck a chimney I'll climb into your house, quiet as a mouse then I'll sharpen a candy cane to drive it in your mouth I surmise you will die without a doubt Verse 2: you better cry forgiveness, mind is gifted yet I'm quite conflicted, I am nice yet ignant imagine it's Halloween combined with Christmas, alternate version of the guy known as Christ but twisted heavenly indeed yet incredibly intrigued by the fact that your destiny is bleak very little empathy in me plus a rage that'll steadily increase, I suggest you pretend to be asleep I will ruin your fantasy and illusion of family bring about the end of your universe happily I'm proven insanity Santa Clause carrying a bag full of parts of the human anatomy I'm odd as can be, bodies rot for a week drop to your knees and pray that you god intervenes I chop to the beat and deck the halls with body parts then place a severed head at the top of the tree
9.
Fubar: nowadays I just write then I crush mics shine with the lines that are brighter than sun light I'm hateful, rather use a knife when I cut ties nowhere to be seen by the time that the blood dries lied many times but I've covered it up did dirt in the past and swept it under the rug hunger is tough, obviously something is up I've tried praying even knowing there is nothing above it's like everybody's dying to survive if you agree make a fist and put it high up in the sky now I bring shock value with every single line that I design equivalent to lightning when it strikes stranded in the past yet I'm driven to evolve you'd lose your mind if you envisioned what I saw and it keeps getting worse every minute I'm involved yet I find beauty in death like Christians with the cross
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Verse 1: I'm blind, even with my eyes wide open I write lines, navigating life blind folded I keep going knowing that I might die hopeless trying to achieve as many Christ-like moments I've survived some incredible dreams where I feel like I'm alive but I'm dead in the street my mind isn't letting me sleep it'll finally occur when I die and I'm resting in peace every single line wrote is heavenly the purpose is catharsis so I might show you clemency all I can really do is try coping mentally I suffer from depression and bipolar tendencies finding it impossible to change, but I'm aware life is horrifying, it ain't fun if you're scared seeing eye to eye remains up in the air we're fundamentally different our pain doesn't compare Verse 2: I'm still in recovery, heart was broken in the past hard to focus on a track still I survived another year in our history going through the motions knowing that it's clear we are in a dream from here to infinity I'm using furious anger to steer me to victory if I ever die I'll reappear as a guillotine to sever any previous fears that were killing me I was pissed on a mission to die lost the man who assisted in giving me life I was convinced I was living a lie now I'm Matt Dillanhunty and Christopher Hitchens combined with 2 step kids and 2 children of my own I'm a GOOD GUY, yet a smooth CRIMINAL with flows true mission is to grow trying to not make a SPECTACLE of myself and yet improve VISION as a whole

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released November 18, 2022

All Beats by Edd Bundy
Album Cover by Edd Bundy
Mixed & Arranged by Fubar

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