Trial 5 - feat. Richmond

Tommy Mac

Experimental Boom-Bap, Horror-Funk, Luxury Rap

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V5.5

[INTRO — DOC]
Seal the west door.
No, the other west.
Who labeled both of these west?
Fine.
Bring the case in.

[CREATION]
The gold one?

[DOC]
Obviously the gold one.
The black one is breathing.

[VERSE 1 — DOC]
Nine-two on the dial, let the kick walk crooked,
One drop in the flask, whole room got expensive-looking.
Glovebox velvet, poison with a serial plate,
Tiny skull on the cap like, “store below eighty-eight.”

Read the procedure twice, then ignore line four,
Line four says “do not flex near an active reactor.”
That feels subjective.
I got stones in the bezel
Doing small-scale weather while I calibrate pressure.

Needle went green.
Good.
Needle went red.
Fine.
Needle disappeared.
Put “visibility issue” in the log this time.

[CREATION]
My cufflinks humming.

[DOC]
That’s expected at this dosage.

[CREATION]
The wall is sweating chrome.

[DOC]
Reduce ambient exposure.

[HOOK]
Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
If the ceiling grows teeth, keep the session informal.
Chain too bright, containment light yellow,
If reality buckles, put a cone by the threshold.

Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
No sudden movements, keep the bassline cordial.
Whole lab tilting but the cup stay level,
Catastrophe normality, professional devil.

[VERSE 2 — CREATION]
I woke up tailored, venom in the stitching,
Silk-lined hazard suit, every pocket got a mission.
Walked past the scanner, scanner asked for a raise,
Doc said, “budget cycle,” kept walking through the haze.

My left shoe cost more than the emergency wing,
My right shoe developed independent reasoning.
It requested counsel.
Denied.
Conflict of interest.
Then it kicked down a blast door.
Noted in the minutes.

I don’t brag.
I report.
There’s a difference in tone.
I said, “watch my wrist,” now the watch has a throne.
Face calm, pulse low, coat sharp, room cursed,
Every time I get richer, containment gets worse.

[DOC]
Pressure?

[CREATION]
Stable.

[DOC]
Temperature?

[CREATION]
Luxury.

[DOC]
That’s not a unit.

[CREATION]
It is upstairs.

[HOOK]
Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
If the ceiling grows teeth, keep the session informal.
Chain too bright, containment light yellow,
If reality buckles, put a cone by the threshold.

Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
No sudden movements, keep the bassline cordial.
Whole lab tilting but the cup stay level,
Catastrophe normality, professional devil.

[VERSE 3 — DOC]
Dose two hit clean, now the shadows need badges,
Three interns vanished, sent reimbursement packets.
One came back older with a yacht and a scar,
Said the hallway loops behind the minibar.

That tracks.
Mark corridor seven as “temporarily long.”
Call facilities.
Tell them nothing is wrong.
If they ask why the floor got a pulse and a spine,
Say “legacy plumbing.”
They’ll close it by five.

Meanwhile Creation bought the quarantine zone,
Had it rezoned residential, put a fountain in the foam.
Every bubble contains one increasingly bad sign,
But the lease is competitive and the view is divine.

[CREATION]
I added marble.

[DOC]
To the containment chamber?

[CREATION]
Italian.

[DOC]
That does not answer the question.

[CREATION]
It answers a better one.

[BRIDGE — CONTROLLED MUTATION]
Click.
Dose.
Lock.
Count to four.
Bass got heavier.
Do not reinforce.

Hiss.
Gold.
Something moved.
That was probably scheduled.
Check the groove.

Red light.
No light.
Lights now speaking.
Tell them submit a ticket.
We’re in a meeting.

[VERSE 4 — DOC / CREATION]
[DOC]
Containment failed at approximately three.

[CREATION]
Was that before or after the chandelier grew knees?

[DOC]
Before. Different issue. Stay on scope.

[CREATION]
Copy.
I’m pouring antidote into a cut-crystal Coke.

[DOC]
The antidote is not for drinking.

[CREATION]
Then why’s it chilled?

[DOC]
Because the refrigeration loop has become self-willed.

[CREATION]
Makes sense.
My coat just absorbed a security team.

[DOC]
How many?

[CREATION]
Eight.

[DOC]
Capacity?

[CREATION]
Seventeen, clean.

[DOC]
Good.
We may need that.
The north wall is gone.

[CREATION]
Which north wall?

[DOC]
Exactly.
Move on.

Now the whole building floating six feet off-site,
Still the snare hit late and the vocal sit tight.
Purple vapor in the vents spelling quarterly goals,
Crown venom in the bloodstream, procedure in the soul.

Nobody scream.
Nobody pose.
Nobody touch the gold fungus growing through the console.
If the planet gets audited, hand them this file:
“Minor production variance.
Resolved with style.”

[FINAL HOOK]
Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
If the skyline melts, keep the paperwork formal.
Vault door gone, but the chain stay settled,
Catastrophe normality, poison-gold medal.

Keep it normal.
Keep it normal.
Whole world contaminated, groove still cordial.
Last clean room burning, cup still level,
Catastrophe normality.

[OUTRO — DOC]
Status?

[CREATION]
Contained.

[DOC]
Define contained.

[CREATION]
It stopped getting worse.

[DOC]
Good enough.
Ship it.

4914/7500

[INTRO — DOC] Seal the west door. No, the other west. Who labeled both of these west? Fine. Bring the case in. [CREATION] The gold one? [DOC] Obviously the gold one. The black one is breathing. [VERSE 1 — DOC] Nine-two on the dial, let the kick walk crooked, One drop in the flask, whole room got expensive-looking. Glovebox velvet, poison with a serial plate, Tiny skull on the cap like, “store below eighty-eight.” Read the procedure twice, then ignore line four, Line four says “do not flex near an active reactor.” That feels subjective. I got stones in the bezel Doing small-scale weather while I calibrate pressure. Needle went green. Good. Needle went red. Fine. Needle disappeared. Put “visibility issue” in the log this time. [CREATION] My cufflinks humming. [DOC] That’s expected at this dosage. [CREATION] The wall is sweating chrome. [DOC] Reduce ambient exposure. [HOOK] Keep it normal. Keep it normal. If the ceiling grows teeth, keep the session informal. Chain too bright, containment light yellow, If reality buckles, put a cone by the threshold. Keep it normal. Keep it normal. No sudden movements, keep the bassline cordial. Whole lab tilting but the cup stay level, Catastrophe normality, professional devil. [VERSE 2 — CREATION] I woke up tailored, venom in the stitching, Silk-lined hazard suit, every pocket got a mission. Walked past the scanner, scanner asked for a raise, Doc said, “budget cycle,” kept walking through the haze. My left shoe cost more than the emergency wing, My right shoe developed independent reasoning. It requested counsel. Denied. Conflict of interest. Then it kicked down a blast door. Noted in the minutes. I don’t brag. I report. There’s a difference in tone. I said, “watch my wrist,” now the watch has a throne. Face calm, pulse low, coat sharp, room cursed, Every time I get richer, containment gets worse. [DOC] Pressure? [CREATION] Stable. [DOC] Temperature? [CREATION] Luxury. [DOC] That’s not a unit. [CREATION] It is upstairs. [HOOK] Keep it normal. Keep it normal. If the ceiling grows teeth, keep the session informal. Chain too bright, containment light yellow, If reality buckles, put a cone by the threshold. Keep it normal. Keep it normal. No sudden movements, keep the bassline cordial. Whole lab tilting but the cup stay level, Catastrophe normality, professional devil. [VERSE 3 — DOC] Dose two hit clean, now the shadows need badges, Three interns vanished, sent reimbursement packets. One came back older with a yacht and a scar, Said the hallway loops behind the minibar. That tracks. Mark corridor seven as “temporarily long.” Call facilities. Tell them nothing is wrong. If they ask why the floor got a pulse and a spine, Say “legacy plumbing.” They’ll close it by five. Meanwhile Creation bought the quarantine zone, Had it rezoned residential, put a fountain in the foam. Every bubble contains one increasingly bad sign, But the lease is competitive and the view is divine. [CREATION] I added marble. [DOC] To the containment chamber? [CREATION] Italian. [DOC] That does not answer the question. [CREATION] It answers a better one. [BRIDGE — CONTROLLED MUTATION] Click. Dose. Lock. Count to four. Bass got heavier. Do not reinforce. Hiss. Gold. Something moved. That was probably scheduled. Check the groove. Red light. No light. Lights now speaking. Tell them submit a ticket. We’re in a meeting. [VERSE 4 — DOC / CREATION] [DOC] Containment failed at approximately three. [CREATION] Was that before or after the chandelier grew knees? [DOC] Before. Different issue. Stay on scope. [CREATION] Copy. I’m pouring antidote into a cut-crystal Coke. [DOC] The antidote is not for drinking. [CREATION] Then why’s it chilled? [DOC] Because the refrigeration loop has become self-willed. [CREATION] Makes sense. My coat just absorbed a security team. [DOC] How many? [CREATION] Eight. [DOC] Capacity? [CREATION] Seventeen, clean. [DOC] Good. We may need that. The north wall is gone. [CREATION] Which north wall? [DOC] Exactly. Move on. Now the whole building floating six feet off-site, Still the snare hit late and the vocal sit tight. Purple vapor in the vents spelling quarterly goals, Crown venom in the bloodstream, procedure in the soul. Nobody scream. Nobody pose. Nobody touch the gold fungus growing through the console. If the planet gets audited, hand them this file: “Minor production variance. Resolved with style.” [FINAL HOOK] Keep it normal. Keep it normal. If the skyline melts, keep the paperwork formal. Vault door gone, but the chain stay settled, Catastrophe normality, poison-gold medal. Keep it normal. Keep it normal. Whole world contaminated, groove still cordial. Last clean room burning, cup still level, Catastrophe normality. [OUTRO — DOC] Status? [CREATION] Contained. [DOC] Define contained. [CREATION] It stopped getting worse. [DOC] Good enough. Ship it.

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