Jesus, I’m late to the game on this one, but this is bananas.  Damn, this is really really good.

patricknoth:

Flytalker Records Digital Mixtape Series: 

“Things I Shouldn’t Sample” 

Hosted by Hot 97’s DJ Cipha Sounds

Song 1: Chobani Greek Yogurt

1st Verse:

Oh I’m the best rapper in the history of the Milky (Way)

My hair like a silk worm silk cause it’s silky (nice)

If somethings more than dirty I might say that it’s filthy

I had a teacher in my grade school named Mrs. Wilky

Travel faster then the speed of sound with my verses

so when I rap behind the beat it always comes out perfect 

And man I love eating tacos you can tell by my shirt stains

I know my back hurts every time I have hurt pains

(Ding dong) Who’s in the building? (King Kong)

Man I get on stage and rec-rooms (ping pong)

I crack melons, get around like Pac and Magellan

Crack rocks like black tops or siberian felons

My tales are not fiction, my fails are not diction related

Re state-it: Never diction related

 Patrick Noth, acting dope, known as your rapping coach 

sit back and hope this don’t give you a massive stroke (just tell em)

1st Chorus:

I’m Patrick Noth if you don’t know you should ask

I break a bone and everyone would want to sign on my cast

I watch em all drop the microphone when will they learn

2013, Accelerating Returns

2nd Verse:

When the Needle hits the vinyl I’m the Beatles mixed with Lionel

When it comes to writing songs you’re a “fetul” in vaginal

I’m a scholar and a squire

you’re bologna, Oscar Meyer

In rotation like a tire, I am working and you’re tired

Dominant like 7th chords

Work ethic’s 7 dwarves

Dirtier then peasant drawers,

Knocking on heavens floors

I will in fact shatter that ceiling for mortals

through intensive rhyming while climbing through a series of portals

Causing a disaster, let loose the dinosaur

I’m a t-rex, you’re a vaginasaur

When the mic is on the chord I’m armed with swords

to start a war, Sun Tzu, “The Art of War” I play em’ out like harpsichords

You hardly are before me, no one’s coming after

My diction over rhythm says your fiction doesn’t factor

I maybe should be locked up in a mental institution   

but for now I’d like some money through digital distribution

2nd Chorus:

I’m Patrick Noth now please do your research

each verse put em 6 feet beneath earth

I teach first, yes indeed-y, when will they learn

2013 (huh) Accelerating Returns

Bridge:

Produce it and get stupid and I do it scarily clever

I’m Kubrick with the music and I’m lucid barely never

Platinum projection like Rick Ruben with the Dixie Chicks 

I’m Cassidy and Kerouac on 66 with Pixy Stix

I came from the comets, Donald Fagan with the sonics

Got the trickle down sound Ronald Reagan economics

And I’m a futuristic humanoid, you’re an amoeba single cell,

your units move like rheumatoid, my single sells like jingle bells

I test you with my methods man I promise that you’ll only fail 

I’m Lennon and McCartney, you’re Ringo Star’s pony tail

Guarantee you nothing’s doper then the beat I speak over

emit a sweet odor, Chobani Greek Yogurt

Pre-Chorus:

Juiced like Wylers, that’s why on the track I go nuts like pliers

Pros with the poems, get exposed like wires

Flytalker records on the radio flyers

Man I’m seeing in the dark like a bat.

Hit you with a base ball bat.

Beating you in your ribs with a big bat.

You’re a base ball, I’m-a hit you with a bat.

How is that for you? How you like that?

3rd Chorus:

I’m Patrick Noth now I’m ending this session

When I eat jalapeños, man I get indigestion

Competition is something with which I’m just not concerned

2013 I drop Accelerating Returns

Goodbye. 

seanfennessey:

Mac Miller feat. Ab-Soul, “Matches”

Watching Movies With the Sound Off, 2013

Look, I’m as surprised as you.

Mac Miller sort of looks like my older brother.  It’s weird.

I like this song.