worst pt. 1
produced by .org
featuring: rainman

rainman

I'm going down down baby your block in a pinto with my dick in your chick breaking her womb bro they call this nigga rain but he more like a monsoon bro coming soon to your barrio I'm bombing your section and residence my tape is evidence that I'm real in this rap shit it's a fact bitch I fracture kids when I manufacture hits to make niggas stop rapping and start coping draft kits hash and splifs only enhance my gift only one question how you gonna answer this I'm one of the nastiest deeper then the abyss or the black hole my whip smelling like black gold to my right a black ho to my left a lowered window my hand and some indo my plan in my mental my clan is full of niggas that'll get you we clap pistols and better stack we won't miss you

I rip flows like I rip pussy holes like I rip W.O.'s smoke splifs that if you hit it'll bloody your nose cross me and the nurse'll be tagging your toes contacting your folks his reaction was slow plus the rain was snapping 'till the synapses was blown that's how it happens I fuck 'em pull out the sword and cut 'em treat 'em like a ford and junk 'em the rainíll touch 'em like preachers pealing the weakness in the suffering seekers I'm fucking this beat up everything I touch catch a rush and heat up everything on my plate I'm in a rush to eat up the gauge's already pumped popped in your spine while you're loading your nine trying to suck up my dope lines like cocaine heroin your neck got broke trying to contain a hurricane I maintained in vain that's why my soul is stained like church windows I can work with you or come get you I got more issues then a watchtower newsletter you fools better come out the leather and the cheddar I'm armed and revved up starved and fed up the pressure ain't going to let up that's why I keep my head up black like 6 pack minus 4 you niggas do the math I'm a settle the score getting head from a whore I'm seeing redrum


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worst part 1-4 annotated

Rain is on pt 1. Qwest freestyled on some version of this track but I try not to record freestyles and when I do I just can't bring myself to use it on a finished product.


Part 2 and 3 are the typical little part variations which, I guess, are throw-backs to the conglomatron cd that mr anderegg and I worked on in 2000 when we were trying to make music for video games. That was back when the conglomatron was going to be our name for making music for video games. Obviously nothing ever came of it. For that video game cd we made a ton of tracks that were very short and loopy and variations of each other so they could blend smoothly and, in fact, be looped.

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worst pt. 5
produced by .org
featuring: king kung fu, .org, epyk, jon doe, st pete

king kung fu

king kung fu too calm for my own good don't do what others do or say they think I should do shit my own god damn way call me a bench warmer 'cause I don't play tell you what I mean when nothings as it seems people count on me like I'm Greenwich mean don't know I in team I boil it clean careerist carefree steam ready edify I pronounce myself panjandrum captain conundrum see panoptic doldrum rum rub-a-dub rolling sound of a drum makes my blood run at the sound of a gun presence attacks against currents reality contestants stab you in the back like Jack Torrance

.org
really your reality is a fallacy practically actually bad naturally instill stagnant pattern Patrickly pernicious copious hopeless leisure breezy factious facial diseased spacial increased unease grievous my seamless needless beatsmithing fishing wishing bitching beached reachless wretch get stretching etching statues statute value verbatim addict applied mathematic Dr Rorschach moniker monitor senator debtor same but better remember my 3 letters whatever stuck unfettered featured crippled teacher tethered pattern couldn't matter creature rather weather

epyk
which one of these farce herbs want to parse words with the administrator of the split nerve I'm the obliterator of your jit verb juxtaposition bang like thanksgiving gravy with the gizzard blunt crew cold cuts like a blizzard ice stelag incisors hold up like paper's involved Ostertag wack plaque holders as fact smolder from weapons that revolve what's up with half-stepping against kids with minds that evolve prepare for your fall you couldn't even much hope to to fathom or imagine the gaul the audacity of raw lyricism jism bust in your eyeball I ball like an hungry toddler fucking with building blocks and the blocks with bristles shoot lyrical missiles

jon doe
stubborn like empty cupboards lovers of baby mothers maybe others should have uttered I was coming close the shutters close to cutters out of line you froze and stuttered imposed the gutter motherfuckers told to pucker put holes in your tucker my goal's to make you suffer then troll came to cuff you your whole shit is sucker clit shuck a lick shot lollypop quick clucker this is where the volley stops OP's you dick tuckers bitch we blow covers

st pete
ho lovers fuck undercovers beat your ass like older brother leave you with permanent stutters your throat gets the box cutters for less then mutters King Tut us try to cut us and get your back broken glock stroking stack token with your girl smokin' this dick rolling with the dirty biscuit hit clit with the fist fit make you say that's the shiznit for really nueve milli smoke you like a philly your ass looks silly all froze in the dumpster wanna be punkster wanna be thug wanna be gangster but your ass gets the love

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worst part 5 annotated

This was our kind of shit talk track. Not like we don't talk shit on a regular basis, but this was more attempted boasting, at least in king kung fu's and my verse. Epyk got on this right around before he dipped back to Miami (uh) and Jon doe was in town from Miami (uh again) so we were doubly blessed.

The majority of this beat is a sample from like 2 measures at the end of worst pt. 1. I just thought you might want to know that.

There's no outro for the cd as a whole. I guess this song serves as the outro but I don't know how effective it is. I guess it doesn't matter how effective it is because at the point when I'm writing this the miriam cd is 2 years old, and I'm not changing it now.