Speed Run, by Proper Channels

Speed Run

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1.	Cake, Uncut 02:57	lyrics	buy track
[KS Joel] Watch the fuck out! Squad deep, might run right through ya They’re jackrabbits pero somos las tortugas Big cats gunning out for the hogs Shouting “Ooga-booga-booga!” to ya Cowardly Dogs Great googa mooga! It’s like we zoomed straight into the future It’s a lot to take in, I know it’s not what the brain’s used to It takes two to make communication happen So we roll three deep and don’t associate with wackness Respect for the music and culture and the craft is Why we’re back in action only after ample practice, bet Really though, rap is riding a bike Never forget to come correct every time we touch the mic In effect is the funk every time we make you feel it Tear the roof off the sucka’ every time we’re in the building Expect nothing less than the illest shit from our affiliates Proper Channels chillin’ from 2012 ‘til the infinite, let’s go! [Plot Device] Bosses getting wrecked in the Speed Run Next level, better than you've ever fucking seen Do my fucking thing Each and every season Brand new (Exclusive!) Never any re-runs The lab back in my room for a reason Get to work, make beats while I'm sleeping Stash so many, I'm forgetting where I keep 'em Hard drives hidden in a lake in the deep end Samples stashed, hidden in the base One-hits on two discs I hid up in a safe Three places I keep secret crates Loop 'em grimy, 4k sample-rate Truncate you punk fakes Pump fake and dunk, chumps I'll end your dumb game Fuck a name, fuck a front page Doing it for fun, I don't even want fame Talk shit a bit, keep the sword sharp Y'all rhymes sound like you wrote 'em in Word Art Back to the drawing board Everything you do looks like something I saw before We keep it fresh, never frozen or refrigerated Hot out the pot, aroma so invigorating Mot got the proper dishes for your dinner waiting Plot mixed in with a little twist of innovation [Bon Mot] On point at your head like a red one Dot that, cop more head from your step mom Ass from your stepdad, your aunt better step back Fuck your family tree and clean my dick with a wet nap Y’all want the raw? One bar, you’ll regret that Kill the 8 ball and the beat like a setback Sober ain’t by luck, keep your clovers and your horseshoes They say do the work, I fake it like a cartoon Tattooed like it’s war wounds Wayne’s still the goat, I ain’t sorry and it’s fuck you You think I changed like the channel? I’m a star dude Y’all seeing the past, need a map in your car Goons got the gar rolled and I pass like a class Or it’s dropped like your pants when I’m chasing that ass Using spit for the lube because it’s hot and it’s slimy, it’s tasteless and rude “This ain’t his style. Who’s he copying?” No body baby I just finally found my confidence Coming for your neck, and the check like his gut This is from the next tape call it “Cake, Uncut”
2.	Story Mode 03:09	lyrics	buy track
[Bon Mot] This the shit I vibe to, have a drink and drive to Have too many, crash my car, and fucking die to Last words incoherent like his rhymes do Last girl just as worried as his sides Who the fuck think he so important? Ain’t gotta remind him The mortal coil ain’t inside a spiral Between that and drunk guy raps Cats scratch their heads like “where the punchlines at?” Ok. Do he mean it if he leaning from a thin rope? Beat depression and my dick with dawn dish soap All hope the jokes go when the kid grow Go cold in a puff of thin smoke Quick to cope, ghost, and get mad Just be glad it ain’t a track about his dead dad Soap bars, cigars, and q tips Whose list of flaws ain’t long as dude’s is Who’s this? Thought his name meant clever Never heard a worse verse or any whatsoever First time fans like “stand behind your promises” The problem is he only positive in better weather First time listeners tell their son it’s interesting Can’t figure how to change it, hate it because it’s different shit Hate it because it ain’t the same ol bullshit Same ol Bon Mot, just swapped out the pulpit [KS Joel] Everybody got a story to tell We’ve all seen a piece of heaven and been through hell Somewhere in the between, if you peek behind the scenes, You might see a little reflection of yourself Everybody got a story to tell We’ve all seen a piece of heaven and been through hell Somewhere in the between, if you peek behind the scenes, You might see a little reflection of yourself This clock tick-tocks quicker by the minute Every breath another sigh of relief I’m still living Every death a reminder that tomorrow isn’t given Time is infinite, but our experience is limited to an instant It never could be any other way Moments go away, but they don’t come again another day Funny how the sand in the hourglass accelerates The closer we approach our terrestrial expiration date Before you know it, it’s way too late Such a beautifully tragic twist of fate A cruel joke to those who only hope to win the rat race That we all meet death face to face Everybody got a story to tell We’ve all seen a piece of heaven and been through hell Somewhere in the between, if you peek behind the scenes, You might see a little reflection of yourself Everybody got a story to tell We’ve all seen a piece of heaven and been through hell Somewhere in the between, if you peek behind the scenes, You might see a little reflection of yourself
3.	No Save ft. ET Deaux & Kaye the Beast 02:08	lyrics	buy track
[Plot Device] On my last life, no save Write til the last page Lab like the Bat-Cave Lab rat most days Laugh at a close shave (He's gone! No way!) Half-man, half strange creation on your airwaves Hear him when the band play Jam til the jam stay jammed in your head like a mandrake It only sounds like music to the fanbase Bump CAN, cruise through the landscape Up next: Sic Hop "Strawberry Jam Cakes" Rock a stage anyplace for a fair rate Greet a fan with an awkward-ass handshake Limelight specimen, wrecking any set he in Better never bet against As evidenced, settle in Mic checking then he rhyme like Etrigan [ET Deaux] Imma have to take a sin tax Big facts, clear vision like Windex Put my syntax on a piece of thin wax Herbal essence got my pockets on big Staxx What you tryna be playa I been that Mafioso this is that kin rap I'm Soprano with the big gats Before you talk to the boss man you better use a tic tac If the product lookin right I can flip that Get it for the right price that's a gift bag In the jungle getting food like a big cat Break my homies off like it was a kit kat I ain't got no time for chit chat After I hit that, told her give my dick back Imma have to eat the beat if Plot flipped that Free game for you homie this is that gift raps [Kaye the Beast] Bro hit the record button I'm feeling messy it might be time to start something These rappers live in the dirt, man they all buggin All they do is act salty, we might slug em I'm unbelievable You better watch who you little guys speaking to I'm not a rapper that you wanna get even to I've done twice as much shit than you've seen me do Real ones move in silence I'm tryna minimize acts of violence Dope raps, I'm the one that supplied it People getting high and I'm whipping new product This ain't just a verse, it's an honor Get too close and my hands is E. Honda Yo I do the most, the coast to coast rhymer Float, then go down on my girl, she so fine Sorry that I keep changing the subject I haven't given up yet, so people getting upset Just saw a pair of shoes that I must get If I don't get the discount then I get the musket What's next? Cape and cowl is my outfit They call me Batman cause I run with Alfred
4.	Rise & Shine 01:51	lyrics	buy track
[KS Joel] Rise and shine I woke up feeling fine, no—beautiful! My neck isn’t stiff like usual Weather conditions suitable for cruising through the city with the windows down Bumping some of T-Bone’s beats, see if we can freak those sounds Wait—run the last one back, ‘cause that was fire! And this happy mood I’m in got me feeling real inspired That therapeutic music moving through the wire Out the amplifier, straight into my brain, it takes me higher Tell the president HE’S fired Seize the power from the oligarchs, and watch them all retire Replace the law with basic human decency and peace Yeah, I’m just a dreamer, but at least it’s better than being dead asleep! I creep beneath terrain like a subway train With nothing but a mic and all these little thoughts up in my brain, I’m sayin’ If we ever figured out how we could get along, Maybe I wouldn’t even need to write these cheesy little songs But gone are the times when all my skies were dark and gray Dawn is that light that shines and indicates the break of day On is what it is, that’s how I’m moving on that breakaway Ain’t nothing standing in my way Gone are the times when all my skies were dark and gray (dark and gray) Dawn is that light that shines and indicates the break of day On is what it is, that’s how I’m moving on that breakaway Ain’t nothing standing in my way (ain’t nothing standing in my way) Gone are the times when all my skies were dark and gray (dark and gray) Dawn is that light that shines and indicates the break of day On is what it is, that’s how I’m moving on that breakaway Ain’t nothing standing in my way (ain’t nothing standing in my way)
5.	Surprise, Surprise ft. Tone 02:41	lyrics	buy track
[Plot Device] Stuck in place, Run amok in a rut and wait… Dumb luck gone' set us straight Just takes a little blind faith And a little bit of penance Pay a pretty penny if you wanna see the ending Pay a little money, if you wanna pay attention Pay a little something, just say you spent it Expensive! Back and forth like we all in Tenet Back and forth, like Nah I meant it Back and forth like we all in Tenet The writing’s on the wall, get it? We coming for it all and we all gone' split it The writing on the wall is livid That writing on the wall, its living The Blob, the terror returns Area X and planarian worms Things from the deep end of where you would squirm There’s no escape, there’s no return All sales are final Existence as crude as the means of survival Thin as the groove where the needle hits vinyl Living itself is a form of denial… Surprise, surprise. Time flies. Try & try & try & try Like Spy vs Spy [Tone] Plot Device what is this, here come Tone now Fibonacci with the tool yeah we long now From the top on our way the retracement I ain't speak but I still made a statement Bought the trend, I'mma profit from the loss watch Now we up but we ain't seen our all time Higher lows now the bottoms are a far cry I like percent. Don't consent. No apartheid. No control when I'm in, it's a impulse It's not a rhyme, not a rap, it's a revolt As if I'll go. Stay away. That's what he thought But when you strive to be great this the result Off the charts here to test the resistance Found support, how they not see the difference You never know life can change in an instance I pray this pain never turn to resentment On my knees ask the lord for forgiveness On my feet, where it's at? What's the business? In the dark I could still see the vision All them nights with the vice got me vicious Black tint black rims when I roll up On the brink of war had to pole up Gamble with the fame get no luck Pouring out my heart get no love Surprise, Surprise. Time Flies. See em when I see em, yeah this really who I am Ain't no disguise, no lies Surprise, Surprise. Eyes wide. Living when I'm gone, yeah it's more to the next Ain't no goodbyes Surprise, Surprise!
6.	Raw 02:55	lyrics	buy track
[Bon Mot] My character gets called into question When perfected, I am just my mother but benevolent Shoutout to my father up in heaven Are you shocked to see a good man die in mediocrity? Still bothered by the old stress Keep it bottled with a lock that made the most sense Don’t miss the hopeless scrolling through the old texts Growing more and more familiar with the cold sweats Anxious, what it takes to make the song drop My bosses like “can I call you bon mot?” My family like “your drinking still a problem?” My girl sad because the sad lyrics never been about her Slack mouth breathers begging, pleading not the phase out Played out, siblings like “you put another track out? That’s cute, shouldn’t you be tryna find a job now? Unemployments ending and your living in your mom’s house” Song don’t sound like he know what the fuck he mean Luckily he got a couple stuffed inside a locker We can document the instances of duplicity constantly We can really take our time and do it properly We could do so much coke I play my own songs Like “hey run that back. I love this track, dog. Kid’s raw” This some new shit, I ain’t even put the hits on Who’s this? Bon Mot, hotter when the thrill’s gone [Plot Device] When everything means nothing Nothing means everything Pushing every button The kid never stops meddling Never stops medaling, podium position If the competition consists of pondering existence And questioning decisions Question how I'm living Every single day like second guessing's my religion Pass on the tobacco, known to crack a cheap cigar though Leave a beat looking like a scene from Fargo Brutish, the method's reckless never foolish I'm out in the weeds checking suspicious rumors In search of what eludes us Coming face to face with what eventually consumes us (It's past time) I'm laughing at my past rhymes Probably hate this verse in a month But I guess that that's fine I cannot be captured within that line The only time I'll stay the same is when I flatline
7.	Boss Battle 03:58	lyrics	buy track
[Bon Mot] Slam together 24, turn it to my best song Walk around my city feeling naked with no vest on Rep no set, set examples if you press on Walrus balls out cold if you guess wrong Stand strong, I don't even put my hands up Stand up straight like your plate been getting snatched up Start swinging like he school yard pantsed ya I ain't catching shit, like a fucking belly scratcher To distract you, switch it into act two Ain't some shit that you could study or relax to Come to take over your city, And your whole town clowning if you think we need to rap to do it Pads are bruised but ain't the only thing that slaps Who is Bon Mot? Just a slob tryna add to The best collab since he and T converted jazz dude to see what rap do And ain't ever been looking back Soon, "Proper Channels" be a tat on all y'all ass Meantime, need a feature? You can get one for the ask Do it nicely and he lying, "have it overnight" But catch him tryna start writing minutes before it's past due Never seem to seen the theme is chronic like his grass do "Honest" what his deadest homies loved about his raps Knowing what they meant to him because they ever asked Transparency the only goal he ever fucking smashed [KS Joel] Excuse me now, but if MC means "move the crowd" Then hand me a Grammy dude cause I can be stupid and loud I can slam beats and keep goofing around With my man T producing unusual sounds Yo I can lose myself in the groove Make music with the sound of my shoes hitting the ground Turn it up and let loose like Lucifers's hounds Introducing something new for the clowns and stooges But as crude as it sounds don't ever fear that Yo I've got manners, but I'm not really a meerkat I'm just a weird rapper, tryna make you cheer, clap Think, shed a tear, laugh, or elevate your beer glass Yeah I said it 10 years back You can't see me I'm a needle in a spear stack Catch me steady dropping gems through the earwax Full blast, forging a clear path I think I'm back on my "don't give a fuck what you think" Running on E, skating on the brink But I'm doing what I wanna so I gotta give thanks And you know I'm going down with the ship until it sinks Back on my "don't give a fuck what you think" Running on E, skating on the brink But I'm doing what I love so I gotta give thanks Going down with the ship until it sinks [Plot Device] The script don't move without the Plot Device Competition dropping like I'm swatting flies Compromised, every system is in overdrive Time to go and find places that you go and hide No lie, one time for being done, right? Gather what you can because we're running out of sunlight One time, for running out of fun times I keep waiting on the punchline Wallfacer Plot Device, the fuck he planning? If you guess it let him know, he don't have the answer One hand holds a looking glass, the other on the canvas The one steady ready for the other one to panic Believe it, developed a bevy of new features Settle debts with cheddar from peddling new features Creature of the week vs. the weakest of all creatures Rinse and repeat, and repeat until completed Back on my "don't give a fuck what you think" Running on E, skating on the brink But I'm doing what I wanna so I gotta give thanks And you know I'm going down with the ship until it sinks Back on my "don't give a fuck what you think" Running on E, skating on the brink But I'm doing what I love so I gotta give thanks Going down with the ship until it sinks

credits

released June 13, 2023

Produced, mixed, and mastered by Plot Device

Bon Mot - lyrics on tracks 1, 2, 6, & 7
KS Joel - lyrics on tracks 1, 2, 4, 7
Plot Device - lyrics on tracks 1, 3, 5, 6, 7

ET DEAUX & Kaye the Beast - lyrics on track 3
Tone - lyrics on track 5

Neal Caire - bass on track 6
Tyler Self - bass on track 7