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Daily Heroic

by Fatty

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1.
The Hype 02:45
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
2.
Mild Thing 04:15
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."
3.
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.
4.
Aggro! 04:05
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
5.
Daily Heroic 05:10
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

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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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