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Live From Islamabad

by Wombaticus Rex

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1.
Pop Song 02:20
I paid enough of my dues to cover a couple hundred of you so now I'm humping the groove with nothing to prove nowadays, they want to make the truth illegal I'm already used to stupid people screaming that my music's evil this is just a simple statement of fact to explain and maybe illustrate the place that I'm at plus a rapping lesson for cats who lack a message doing tracks directed at wealthy adolescents I'm not claiming underground to get some sympathy I'm outside of the game, the culture and the industry stopped getting blazed and my whole perspective changed every day I wake up with a little less to say it takes some work to make a verse I believe in searching for meaning and murdering my personal demons that there's a fulltime job with no benefits flow specialist stay home and compose sentences I have to assume that I'm up to something good I get respected even though I'm almost never understood nine months, flat broke, times up, last hope, live drums, rap show, cash flow, let me get a (ah) for my local fans too stoned to dance (ah) the my farm chicks with the hairy armpits (ah) I'm just a wombat speaking my mind I keep it alive and let the people decide (ah) for all my best brothers and my ex-lovers (ah) for the whole crowd at this show now (ah) I'm just a wombat speaking my mind I keep it alive and let the people decide Sol Harvest Live --- designated clock stoppers drop operas all up on top of your blocked chakras hot topic for trailer parks that want gossip lost profits --- bestseller to box office If I get within ten degrees of MTV I'm gonna get high on expensive weed burn myself alive in some trendy jeans and have it televised for my friends to see said if I get within ten degrees of MTV I'll have my dad lip sync and pretend it's me cuz flashy pants and hair can't compare to my visions of midget strippers and dancing bears I want naked fat models wearing black goggles jiggling their asses and smashing glass bottles tag team apple sauce wrestling with drag queens on a mission to give good christians bad dreams I'm talking pink strapons, black and white wigs we'll build a bonfire and sacrifice pigs
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Laura Bush (free) 02:26
so if I have dreams of licking your thighs does that somehow mean I'm a typical guy? cuz see, I was raised up with the hippies and farm kids I'm harmless...I just wanna sniff your armpits the fuzzball weirdo, I let my beard grow to tickle your tummy, buns and earlobes now, I know they teach you to hate yourself but we can fix that, and being naked helps I figure, bodies are boardgames and sex is play and I got enough food to stay in bed for days I'm talking goat cheese, fresh pesto, smoked meat the gourmet with sore legs and soaked sheets yes indeed I'm kinda freaky but I keep it low key so let's finish this, go skinny dip and smoke weed somewhere between sick thoughts and hot fantasies there's a point where pornography has damaged me but making excuses is basically useless cuz I'm still chasing hatian and jamaican masseusses a big fan of honest and wet quality sex and if you got a problem with that...call me collect in this big beautiful world, it takes all kinds so I leave the small talk to those with small minds I love the opportunity to shock communities with constant nudity and tent-hopping promiscuity so let the music play...let's get stupid blazed and have giggle fits with hippie chicks who refuse to shave plus I love to liberate repressed catholics leave 'em with an open mind and wet mattress ass rules everything around me jeans with no undies my baby's on the pill, y'all it's the normal people who got the dirtiest minds where being gay is wrong, but murder is fine this whole country is run by killers and rapists but I can get arrested just for being naked here's a little fact you almost never hear people spend ten billion on porn....every year bottom line, humans will never be free until we got no jobs and sex in the streets so when I'm blowing up and reaching half the nation I'll do a children's album teaching masturbation (that's not a threat, that's a promise...) so if I'm fixated on licking your thighs does that somehow mean that I'm a typical guy?
3.
The Resume 02:53
I promise to leave, the crowd too astonished to breathe for comic relief, I get drunk and vomit emcees I love repeating rhymes with double meaning so sick that most of my fans got trouble eating check the resume, learned to levitate in seventh grade got addicted to liquid acid mixed with lemonade I'm sick of tired of spitting written fire attacking kids with pliers and rolls of chicken wire I can scream and shout until my veins explode or juggle dreams around and fingerpaint with flows leave the heat with the sheep, I pack golossaries blast philosophy until I'm past the last apostrophe I may be high tonight, but my advice is act responsibly and practice constantly to increase your rap velocity only opinion, just a suggestion cuz I get the same question so much it's depressing previous experience with smoking herbs then choking nerds with ropes of broken verbs check the resume, man, for most of my life I been approaching the mic like an explosive device and I been floating all night...let my flows explore from the ocean floor to your local grocery store when I blaze onstage...what a lotta you see? that's holographic, it's not like my body is me man made words, words made flesh flesh made God, God made man I'm just dropping the truth on top of the groove and walking you through the cycle of the consciousness loop slap college kids for perpetuating rap politics I love my fans but I refuse to have followers you do not know me, the rhymes I write are just a tiny slice of what my mind is like so here's to dudes who refuse to accept reality I question my talent, sanity and sexuality I test the limits, thirtyseven's never repetitious check the physics, I kill God and get religious bodies get slammed, with the force of ford economy vans I eat adrenaline from hippopotamus glands dig: I freak a flow that frightens most professionals then put some frozen vegetables over my swollen testicles hands in the pants bandit is back, panic attack I'm here to hump the drums until my sampler cracks tarantula rap, you just can't handle the facts I got eight fuzzy fingers of death, examine the math previous experience with smoking herbs then choking nerds with ropes of broken verbs check the resume, man, for most of my life I been approaching the mic like an explosive device and I been floating all night...let my flows explore from the ocean floor to your local grocery store when I blaze onstage...what a lotta you see? that's holographic, it's not like my body is me man made words, words made flesh flesh made God, God made man I'm just dropping the truth on top of the groove and walking you through the cycle of the consciousness loop
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released May 5, 2004

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