Sniff My Cheese

[Track Setup: 76 BPM, 1980s Digital Dancehall, Casio MT-40 Sleng Teng Riddim, Retro Drum Machine, Electronic Synth Bass] [Intro, spoken, Am, retro data hiss, pulsing square wave bass tone, electronic hi-hat] There I wuthz... thittin on the ole Dock Of Tha Bay... Sniffin my Cheese, b4 it rolls away... Today ith the day I sniff my fucking cheese in a funny sorta way... Th-o I wuthz going to write a reggae thong... The way we used to be ...PureBlood (Yeah) Pure Blood Brotherz... moving in the stinky fucking cheese chamber tonight. ALWAYTHZ.... CRITTERTHISE! THE FUCKING CHEESE Yeah, we talking Black Opth here... unvouched black budget thtuff...Fuck who dun 9 11, sniff my fucking cheese? A lot of fuckin money mith-ing... yeah I hear u... Full accountability till... oops! Thingth you err... know not to talk about! You CRITTERTHISE my ideathz.. U CRITTERTHISE my thongs... & what hurth the mowthst iz you CRITTERTHISE my things I thay in my thongs...? Jibby Jab Thith BadBoi.... nah better not...Might Get that Turbo Canther thats all the Rage! Or Drop down Dead Playin Footy Ball... Wake the Fuck up! People..thummins Wrong! Data Doesn't Lie! It should make u cry! They r tryin to Kill Us! No shit! Wake the Fuck up! Before u Die! Fuck the cheese please? Put little holes in it? oops? yeah sniff the cheese? [Mute] [Drop, sharp digital drum explosion, heavy raw casio electronic bass sweep, pulsing synth siren] [Verse 1, chatty singjay delivery, tight electronic sound machine rhythm] You're alwaythz lookin' for an error inside my operating system, CRITTERTHISEING how I thpeak while the corporate networks list 'em! Don't tell me how to handle my analog soul or my linguistic flow, Thith heavy groove ith gonna make the digital matrix blow! A hyper-thetical vector encoded in a lipid nanoparticle shell, They modified the messenger while the public bought what the T V Sell! [Pre-Chorus, rapid synth stabs, sharp electronic delay, robotic spacing] Bio-ill-logical weapon... in dith-gize... Open up your mind... look through the corporate liez... Vein to brain... straight from the vein to the fuckin brain... An absolute overriding of the human domain... Insane... never do the useless eaters Complain... [Chorus, Am, raw retro synth pocket, stereo modulated delay, rhythmic digital drop] CRITTERTHISE! [Choir: TELL THA TRUTH...] Jibby jab thith... look at you... CRITTERTHISE! [Choir: Smell my cheese...] We're cutting through sniff my cheese. tonight... I CAN! Thinging out loud, thining thô bright, We're cutting through the cheese on thith track tonight! [Vocoder Chorus Layer, digital talkbox layer, looping electronic sub note] ALL U THEEEM TO DO IZ.... CRITTERTHISE THA WAY I THING MY THONGZ.... THTOP IT! I Got Thingz 2 Say! mmm sniffin my cheese is gonna kill u [Bridge, digital drums halt, raw dry vocals tracking over single square wave sub pulse] Sitting on the dock, watching my friends die away, Realising your blind compliance... wake up!, Compliance! is not required today. Every single corporate fuk up was just win-d in my sails, Now we’re settin the record, and the analogue soul prevails. [Instrumental Break, 8-bar retro 8-bit synthesizer solo, robotic stereo panning, snapping drum machine claps, heavy bass oscillation] [Verse 2, fluid chatty singjay delivery, rhythmic electronic syncopation, pristine soundstage] Aldouth Hux-ley laid the plan and now the system runs the program, A Brave New World engineered to trap the mind inside a hologram! The unraveled universities are where the bad ideas fester, Getting multi-million funding just to hold the mind-tether! They materialize the thesis, turning humans by design, Bypassing every warning just to alter the core line! [Vocoder Chorus Layer, digital filter stutter, electronic voice modulation] ALL U THEEEM TO DO IZ.... CRITTERTHISE THA WAY I THING MY THONGZ.... THTOP IT! I Got Thingz 2 Say! mmm Jibby jabby gonna kill u someday..oops! did i say that out loud! Bless Me! Gotta pleaze MY CREATOR.. B a GoodBoi! [Verse 3, maximum verbal velocity, heavy computerized sub-bass grid] They think they wiped the record, thought the tracing went cold, But unvouched black budget dollars buy what is never told! The "BadBoi!" uncovered what they're trying to hide, A Black Ops blueprint ready to trigger an overload! Tainting the pure blood of the species line, We’re climbing up the slop to disrupt the illusion of the state! [Outro Chorus, electronic decay, sweeping digital filters, trailing delay loops] CRITTERTHISE.... THTOP IT.... I CAN DO IT! [Outro, spoken, digital instrument loop freezes, raw close-up vocals over rhythmic drum machine tick] There we go! I Thung my Liddle Heart and th-sssoul! out there tonight... I hope u all Enjoyed me thingin 4 u, and any commenths are grealy appreciated.. U know on How Cool my thinging is..... I know I thing a Good Thong! Fuck U if U gonna CRITTERTHISE... T-T-Turbo Canther Jibby-jab...T-T-Turbo Canther Jibby-jab... [Whispered] jsniff my cheese [End]