Daily Heroic

by Fatty

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The 5 songs on Daily Heroic were in many ways an experiment. After gaining an amazing and dynamic fan base with ridiculous YouTube videos under the name of Shock & Awkward, as well as moderately viral World of Warcraft songs, Fatty decided to put together a much more grounded EP to see how it would land. Standout tracks are the hookless Mild Thing, an investigation into depression and an early adulthood, and Daily Heroic, a determined attempt to create hope where there seems to be none. Humor and heartbreak find a voice through nerdy, obsessively arranged lyricism. Check it out.

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released October 17, 2009

Featuring tracks produced by Mike Lightner and Elliot Waite of JeeJuh Productions, as well as The Dishonorable Judge Combat.

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Track Name: The Hype
My knots know not they do not exist
i still grab on them every time i spit
these baggy jeans i guess they just dont fit
"so you musta quit" but baby thats just it
i dont have a dick i have a phantom limb
and i cant fuck you if you cant sin
we'll see if youre complaining when my hand be in
we know straight chicks fantasies be lesbian
plus your man looks like a pussy and you slept with him
im a pretty manly annie when the lights be dim
i aint callin into question interest in men
but theyre flexin over there you aint addressin them
you wanna mess with them come and flirt with us
straight chicks in the club getting bicurious
and if youre having guy problems i feel bad for you hun
i got 99 problems but a dick aint one

its not hyperbole
the hype you heard of these
flirty nerdy verses with the curses you couldnt believe
she be disturbing my peace
birdy be yearning to meet
me but afterword she be mad when she tweet
fatty you're a sexist lesbian
most seen with obscene breeder men
the get laid schemes of dykes and men
do often go awry

the quickest meticulous sickest spitter of verses
flipping shit so quick these kids forget what the words is
its slipping thru my lips in seconds split into thirds
so youre listening to this before the thoughts have occurred
and thats how it works and its the same when im flirting
people call me a jerk because of hearts i start hearting
but i been called worse i prolly will be again
i been encouraging flirts to start deserting their men
plus there's only one of me and like a million of them
and ladies wanna believe i wanna be more than friends
and i aim to please but i got to be truthful
i aint tryin to see you packin a u haul
now you all you're beautiful so how can i choose
this whole thing is win win how can i lose
lets go back to my place don't refuse
one night dont make you gay it just makes you confused

its not hyperbole
the hype you heard of these
flirty nerdy verses with the curses you couldnt believe
she be disturbing my peace
birdy be yearning to meet
me but afterword she be mad when she tweet
fatty you're a sexist lesbian
most seen with obscene breeder men
the get laid schemes of dykes and men
do often go awry
Track Name: Mild Thing
Time passes. But the fact is.
Max is barely aware. He's relaxing.
25. Unemployed. Uninspired. Underwhelmed. Overtired.
& avoiding himself.
A fire's trying to burn up inside of him.
He puts it out, blindly. Reminded of his childhood, looking out.
At the full moon, framed by his window.
Thinking of the one place he's been but cannot go.
And he wants to, but it's not there. The place where the wild things were.
And it's not fair. It's a new day. And he sits here.
In and out of weeks and almost over a year.
skipping parties, hardly caring all his friends were out of touch
he was sick of saying sorry, looking back on growing up
He made trouble for his mother of one kind or another
Every day, teaches said he'd never play with the others
but inside of this wild kid, lay hiding a wild king
they lined him up and filed him, meds made him a mild thing.
He'd sit aside and try to find a place in his own space.
Raising walls around him, hallways faded to waves.
He was sailing through his classes, "Max is doing so great.
He's surpassing expectations, we should all thank his aide."
But he was always afraid, as an adult it's the same.
He can stay inside for days, pacing, wasting away.
and he's been chasing escape, and it's been eating him up
and he even made arrangements for in case he gives up
the doctors offered pills and when he pops them he chills, not
conscious of the spark in his heart that is still hot
and he will not talk. he's barely present.
All he cares about is staring out the window at the crescent
moon, leaves too. He grew trees in his bedroom.
He's burning the forest before the horrors can get to him.
Flash back. Up in school with his knapsack.
And his hat backwords trying to flirt with the desk clerk.
Class clown status, yea, but he'd rather get past that
Past but he hasn't and he's mad cause the last laugh
Was had by the jackass who harassed him in gym class
by grabbing his ass and saying Faggot when Jim passed
and Jim passed away about a year and a day ago
Leaving max with a note saying he was gay & alone
Jim missed with the first shot, so he shot himself again
so his father was alerted and he saw the fucking thing
& that was august, they had all just been in Boston
for a wedding for two lesbians his girlfriend met in college
and all of them were having fun, nobody saw a problem
But Jim already had the gun & Max had never caught on
Now he's popping sleeping pills, awake for days, no rest at all
Lonely - only seeking a place where he's loved best of all
That very night, despite the bite of Trazadone and Green
He happened on a ruined raft, his hallway seemed a stream
He had to laugh, he knew perhaps, this all would be a dream
the sea was calm and had no breeze, he paddled happily
and half a moon watched over as he landed on the shores
and subtle sands assured him he was where he'd been before
his limbs and lids were heavy, yet he set off to explore
his kingdom, half expecting every second welcome roars
the forest was indifferent to the tourist on its borders
and the former king was wishing for a wind to carry orders
barely faring, scared and wary, unaware of where he was
Max was fearing for the worst although unclear on what it was
hearing snoring in a clearing, he approached & no one noticed
so he cleared his throat and struck a pose he hoped appeared furocious
he roared and tore the air apart, with royal flare and thrill
& loyal subjects though they were, implored that he "be still"
all gazing sleepily at Max with tired yellow eyes
until a lazy week had passed in silence but for sighs
And often Max would listen to his softly thumping heart
half napping, he had whispered, "Let the mild rumpus start."
"now stop!"
Max dried his eyes in silence while he climbed the wild throne.
Then smiled at his kingdom, standing high on tippy toes
He spoke, "I am the child king of secret things we never show."
The idle things were crying, "Oh your highness, please don't go!"
"You'll eat me up." "We love you so."
He let go.
Milder wild monsters saw the monarch tip his throne.
The moon was full; she told a story of her own.
And without blinking once, Max said,
"no."
Track Name: Arachnoflowbia
You best invest in repellant, hell I'm infesting your dwelling
I got a nest in your cellar door, I'm your festering smell in there
Cinderella fella with one slipper up in the air
and a citronella candle on the banister by the stairs
and a canister of Raid you say you aint afraid to use
if i don't stay the fuck away, bitch - i ain't afraid of you
I'm spinning my web world wide on the internet
one line at a time til I find I'm a twitter trend
& I ain't takin time to reply if you ain't feeling it
say it in a rhyme in fuckin time with the beat you pick
i'm a beat you with a seeping piece of honey comb and a beetle
make you explicate my lines til you meatheads can read meter
i'm lyrically superior spittin in synecdoche
and these two ears ain't hearing what your lips direct at me
you're asinine, your assonance ain't even half as stacked as mine
whack emcee, harassin me, just to fuckin pass ya time

"It's arachnoflowbia// the track gets hold of ya
Ya gasp and ya try to react but ya frozen there
That's when I violently attack! Lowered from the air!
Screaming! Don't even, no one hears ya! There's no one there!"

you're terrified, there are eyes everywhere watching ya
my fangs are the size of antarctica drop ya jaw
knock it off stop all of your crying there's no escape
my lines are my spider webs spinnin ya to the grave
my mind is made up, i'm tired of being fly
the rap kid arachnid will eat you fly emcees alive
and i ain't even got to try to get or be a guy to thrive
the fact that i'm a mystery might be the thing to get me signed
pissed at me online, trying to battle in a chat log
bitch, i'm a boss, you're a level 50 trash mob
fatts' raw, yea, trying to elevate this geeky shit
killing every measure with the syllables i'm squeezin in
enemy emcees deny my venoms even in em
til it eats em from the inside out like its my ritalin
i'm the slimmest thing you'll ever call a fatty
if the name has got you buggin out it's time to count your calories
how were we to know it'd be so catchy when my pals & me
were buzzin up in boston, oh my god it's the analogy
i brought it back so tactfully and easy i'm the fuckin queen bee
no i'm not, i'm aragog and you emcees will never be me

Bio-Guys, Gentle Ladies, and Transmen!!!
All rise and give your attention!
I'm presenting The Dishonorable Judge Combat!

Judge:
This court is now in session!

I’m all up in my cave comin out like shelob
You gotta a big bag of softballs walked up and gave me a lob
You just like a hobbit but you ain’t got sting
No light of irendil or mithril no fuckin thing
can save you from getting poked with my big stinger
Make you paralyzed so that the pain can linger
As I make out with yo bitch yo I hope that she’s a swinger
Let that percolate as I produce another zinger
Cause you know my flow is the freshest
Don’t give me any of that “they stoled it, my precious”
I’m the most original rapper with an exoskeleton
I got you in my sights it’s quite unlikely you’ll be well again
Just curl up in a ball, that is called position fetal
I crush you eight times, yeah that’s right I’m octopedal
That’s eight legs if you don’t remember their latin
I’m the raddest baddest maddest mightiest spider in manhattan

Fatty:
I'll cut torsos in half with a sword securely stashed
in my nest or cephalothorax if you ever ignore the facts
You'll never endure Fatts whether youre clever, an elf, or an ass
warrior spider, that's my class, racial passive is i'm massive
that's a given and my passion isnt pacificsm, nappin isn't happenin &
trashy women grab my ass & make a pass & think i'll give in
when i pass they sad and twist it til they mad and hafta mention
how my venoms lackin jism, laughin, yea but i ain't with em
can i have like half a minute cuz i need my inhaler
Thank you Frankly if you turn and face exhibit A i basically
can help you see what fatty faces every day complacently
Placed inside the first of circles you'll discern the word mainstream
Yer to take that word to mean emcees you'd see on mtv
then we see here, overlapping, nerdcore, thats like geeksta rapping
logically, you see my web, in red, where circles intersect
except these fly insect emcees expect a jury of my peers
(an empty set, it seems, indeed) to have me kept set separate, here.
Track Name: Aggro!
aggro! come and get what you asked for!
aggro! you'll end up a disaster!
aggro! better have a defense!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!
aggro! i had enough of you assholes
aggro! what the fuck you do that for?
aggro! call me faggot again!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!

I role play when I step out my doorway
on guard and the board is a forward and hard face
the sword stays hidden but equipped in a sure place
a quick blade forged in the flames of nerd rage
a full tang weapon made of wit and wordplay
slang's my forte, my foil a hurt brain
agoraphobic kid in the city of endgame
brandishing rants, spitting criticals four ways
camping little ignorant ants with a full raid
I'm warning you, stay away or I'm goring you
Haven't tapped you yet, Capulet, I'm a Montague
taunting you, posing threat like you wanna do
fondling your aunt while on top of your mama, dude
they're huge, monstrous, honestly continents
maps are skewed due to stretching the longitude
i'm finished with this image if it's cool i'll move onto you
you, yeah, you little bully
silly little noob, shoulda knew not to pull me
Loli, hold me back homie
only for a moment then ya lemme go slowly
make it look showy so I look real tough
troll shoulda knew me i'm the billy goat gruff
bah ram ewe little fucker, that'll do bitch
bleat bitch BLEAT BLEAT stupid kid
i move in for the win with the blessing of kings
county, in brooklyn, you were shook queueing in
you are not prepared; you're a ways off
there's no such thing as a half way boss
examples are ample, man, for instance
for instance, blizz, what is this?
additional for instance cannot be launched
man, listen to your instincts, just fuck off!

aggro! come and get what you asked for!
aggro! you'll end up a disaster!
aggro! better have a defense!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!
aggro! i had enough of you assholes
aggro! what the fuck you do that for?
aggro! call me faggot again!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!

I will take the ring though I don't know the way
and the ending looks grim, but I won't slow or stray
how could this little thing be the source of such rage?
only call it a win when the game has been changed

I give a fuck about gear, I'm elite in my underwear
keeping people stumped at what the fuck I got under there
If you're somehow unaware, I'm hung like a hundred bare
lumberjacks running back bloodied from rabid bears
grabbing their groins groaning lacking their manhood
dammit, annie, answer 'em, yeah, I'm a damn woman
man, androgynous, man can we get on with this?
fans can't understand what I am and the problem is
people want me but don't wanna want me
shock & awkward sums it up pretty promptly
I'm flagged often, drawing aggro when I'm walking
on my block in my sox cap, lumberjack and top tens
pen & art of war paperback in my pocket
the mass market gets me on track when i fall off it
corny ass colonel, general fatty ain't concerned with kids
you heard the horns, i'm the battle, ya'll are skirmishes

aggro! come and get what you asked for!
aggro! you'll end up a disaster!
aggro! better have a defense!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!
aggro! i had enough of you assholes
aggro! what the fuck you do that for?
aggro! call me faggot again!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!

aggro! i had enough of you assholes
aggro! what the fuck you do that for?
aggro! call me faggot again!
Fatty's been aggroed, the battle begins!

throw two peace signs symmetrically sideways
over your chest in the center, it's my way
of showing respect, we are collectively guild mates
and I'm a pose a threat til the second we kill hate
Track Name: Daily Heroic
Daily Heroic

This is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
and if it isn't in me, I'll be finished, I'm not
Giving in to any endings where a win ain't the plot
I say the same things a lot like, Fatty for the win!
but at the end of the day I'm still beginning again
it's like I'm trying to get rich and i ain't even getting by
it's like i'm sitting in a ditch trying to reach for the sky
put your hands up high if the dream is inside you
i ain't trying to lead you, i'm in stride right beside you
it's a matter of pride, too, it's my daily heroic
i'm divided inside but i ain't trying to show it
yo i hope these kids don't notice just how hopeless my flow can get
but i'm rolling this boulder on my own up the road again
i'm sisyphus, listen cause success is a fickle friend
i haven't met him yet but i'll be sick of him in the end

This is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
and if it isn't in me, i'll be finished, i'm not
giving in to any endings where a win ain't the plot
it's the daily heroic yo this is hope in the city
living giving you all of me simply hoping you with me
so it's fatty for the win and wherever the win be
is the only place i'm goin, i'm a bring you there with me

Now my girl is pretty worried cause I've given up sleeping
I put 46 hours into my work every weekend
and we can go a whole day without speaking
the distance is breaking her heart but she won't lend
an ear to her friends, they all say I'm a problem
& they're right, she's been working 2 jobs, she's exhausted
I'm delinquent on loans, she came home and i lost it
she even brought me dinner, but i's pissed so i tossed it
that was fatty for the loss but she still wouldn't talk shit
she's my rock, honestly, and she's like baby you got this
and i wanna believe her but this nightmare gets realer
with every minute that i'm in it but not willing to be there
I'm faking confidence, like "Baby, I know I got this,
I'm shooting for a win and when I aim I cannot miss"
so i better get going cause the going is tough
knowing i can be heroic but almost no one else does

My brother's in the hospital, doc says he's depressed
and my mother's best friend has got a lump on her breast
and my best friend's calling me because he just got arrested
and i owe a rent check for this cock roach infested
trashy apartment yet i say it don't phase me
til i snap at a fan just for claming i'm lame be-
cause i ain't made a change on page in like 8 weeks
i'm aiming for fame, trying to change but remain me
haters enrage me, i speak in metaphors I'm
a lyrical machine tryin to seek a better chorus
i better start seeing light leaking up ahead
this tunnel's dark; i hardly see any friends
i better level up, i'm ready steadily grinding with
a hell of a hill still to climb til the lime light
I'm staring at Manhattan out my window at sunset
Another day has passed and Fatty still hasn't won yet

This is hope in the city
And I'm hoping you're with me
When this boulder gets heavy
Ya'll are holding me steady
And I'm not giving into any ending
Where a win ain't the plot