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My Wife Knits
01:32
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I have a wife who knits
Got me asking, how does she do it
Sitting there with yarn and, like, two sticks
Listening to music, watching Doctor Who flicks
And in a few flicks of her wrists I have new mitts? Wha
Ludicrous. Absolutely looney. I’m losing it
Dude the newbie here is amused a lot and confused a bit
She just knitted sheep’s hair into something we wear
May as well have solved a Rubik’s cube while doing scooter tricks
Somebody put the cats away
Yarn balls aren’t toys, you gon’ have to wait
We got fabric in the basket
Same length as Tom Hanks’ beard in Castaway
Don’t even try to front now
Started scarf last week, she’s already done now
I’m knitted up like a it’s a fashion craze
And the best part is, I don’t even have to pay
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Going Out
02:03
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I’m going out
I’m going out
I’m a homebody
If it feels late I’m stopping short of my own lobby
PJs and popping corn while I’m show watching
But my homie’s got a show and I should go prolly
So I’m going out. Don’t stop me
Trust me I got this. I do it like a professional
Put on my socks then my shoes. It ain’t nothing special yo
Nobody talking me through it, watch me do it
This a little move I call somebody let ‘em know
I’m going out
So what it’s late
I’m going out
Make no mistake
I’m going out
This will be great
I’m going out
Hope I stay awake
I’m going out
That’s what it do
I’m going out
Ain’t nothing new
I’m going out
We’ll make it through
I’m going out
You coming too
The door’s closed behind me
Look for my phone, I can’t find it
And I’m sorta cold. I’d be fine if
I’d worn warmer clothes, but I’m dying
Maybe I’ll review the walk route
Why? To improve my commute
Looks wet. Should I wear shoes or rock boots
I just went, why I gotta use the washroom
Even if I make it to the party
How am I gonna know who to talk to
Maybe I should just stay home
Forget that. I’m as cool as all you
Hurry, I’m living free
Ain’t no more time to rest
Someone order me a limousine
And notify the press
I’m going out
So what it’s late
I’m going out
Make no mistake
I’m going out
This will be great
I’m going out
Hope I stay awake
I’m going out
That’s what it do
I’m going out
Ain’t nothing new
I’m going out
We’ll make it through
I’m going out
You coming too
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3. |
Brand
02:12
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Everybody got a brand
Everybody got a brand
Everybody staking claim in imaginary land
Everybody
Everybody got a brand
Everybody get a brand if you can
Everybody got a brand
Everybody got a brand
Everybody niche down and you’ll get the upper hand
Everybody
Everybody got a brand
Everybody get a brand if you can
I remember back when I drew cartoons in class and
All I had to choose was the blue or black pen
No fans though man, your dude just had friends
And notebooks I used for math
Then everybody got a brand now, and a target audience
Unfocused art’s for hobbyists
If you want a job in this get a lane
Being great’s not enough. You gotta market awesomeness
Do you have a logo? If you don’t that’s a no-no
It’s like racing motorbikes on a pogo. You go slow
So don’t mope if the show you promote is a no-show
You should have known bro
Clubs don’t love praise and worship
If I don’t make it though can I play in churches
Can’t I just have crazy verses
Or am I just a lazy person
Everybody got a brand
Everybody got a brand
Everybody staking claim in imaginary land
Everybody
Everybody got a brand
Everybody get a brand if you can
Everybody got a brand
Everybody got a brand
Everybody niche down and you’ll get the upper hand
Everybody
Everybody got a brand
Everybody get a brand if you can
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Zombie
02:04
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Walking around like a zombie
Talking I sound like a zombie
Foot drag. Arms out
Tongue hang. Heart down
Eyes up, rolled back
Frozen, broken. That’s a cold snap
I think I’m zombified
Probably couldn’t even tell wrong from right
Probably couldn’t even tell right from left
Wait. Had to check if any life was left
Paramedic giving me the time of death
Like it’s time to rest in peace
Meet me. Don’t mind the mess
And my mind’s a mess. Craving brains
Going off the rails. Crazy train
Looking awful pale. Wasting away
In a box like David Blaine. I can’t make a change on my own
Just making the same mistakes until somebody makes a way
Walking around like a zombie
Talking I sound like a zombie
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Walking around like a zombie
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like
What’s going on in my head
Wanna be friends? I wanna be fed
Follow a scent then fall off the edge
From shine in the dark to Shaun of the Dead
No longer pretending I’m better than people
What good is a house if the resident evil
I should be quarantined for disease
Because the infection is lethal
But it spread to the people
Is it epidemic or genetic? How do we know
Everybody muddy getting bloody in their clean clothes
Chewing fresh human flesh then we keep going with greedy groans
We need hope
The streets teeming over with the dead at the end of the scene though
But if Lazarus came back from this
Then you bet I’m expecting a sequel
Walking around like a zombie
Talking I sound like a zombie
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Walking around like a zombie
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
Wanna get out I’m like God please
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5. |
Freestyle (feat. J-Mac)
00:37
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Way back
To when I met this guy J-Mac
It was at a restaurant
Yo, we were like, I’m hungry
So let’s get some food
And I was like, what are you ordering dude
And he said, I really recommend
The hummus, my friend
So I got that hummus
And not very much money even did I spend
Right? And it was really good
I forget the name of the restaurant
Do you remember
But he can’t talk. Why
Because he’s not a person
He’s a beatbox
Oh
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Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Tiny hairs float around when I shave my face
Buckled chairs hold me down so I stay in place
Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Vacuum packed food when I’m sayin’ grace
Thankful I can live my life in the greatest place
Sun’s up and the stars are out
I suit up then I start my rounds
Solar panel, gotta fix that. Then I sit back
And kick raps at Mars, no sound
‘Cause no one hears you rhyme in the void
Hear the comlink beep and I’m kind of annoyed
Oops, ground control. I was trying to avoid them
But I stop wasting time ‘cause I’m kind of employed
Hit the airlock and put air in it
Bust into the lab and do some crazy experiments
Messing with antimatter, straight making comparisons
’Til my partner points an error out. Okay, that’s embarrassing
Finished my work now and I am my own boss
Finish my workout so I don’t get bone loss
Joking with the crew and high-fiving with robots
This is my home, dawg. The party don’t stop, no
Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Tiny hairs float around when I shave my face
Buckled chairs hold me down so I stay in place
Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Vacuum packed food when I’m sayin’ grace
Thankful I can live my life in the greatest place
Say what? I must be going space crazy
Sorry I've been spacing out lately
Too absorbed in this superb view of the orb I adore
From orbit. Don't act confused, you heard the chorus
And couldn't wait for this
Weightlessness
Satellite outpost as I float I'm engrossed
In my diagnosis of an irregular nebula
Kind of claustrophobic but it's better than ever to
Be sitting in a tin can. Our telescopes
Probe for hope past the quasars and asteroids
Emphasize the majesty of the galaxy I spy
My advice: Never sneeze inside your space suit, guys
Because there's no way to clean the visor while you're wearing it.
And I don't know why
But I'ma just vibe because it's
Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Tiny hairs float around when I shave my face
Buckled chairs hold me down so I stay in place
Another day in space
It’s just another day in space
Vacuum packed food when I’m sayin’ grace
Thankful I can live my life in the greatest place
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7. |
Marshmallow
02:21
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People hear I rap and think it means I’m hard. Hello
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Double bubble gum blue. Lemon tart yellow
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
What’s soft and sweet
But y’all want s’more when it brought the heat
C’mon it’s me
I don’t do drop kicks
But I’ll kick it if you drop a beat
Not about to throw hands or cuss at you
But might run up on the dance floor and bust a move
If old people need a spot on the bus I’ll move
Chew my food for thought you won’t bust a tooth
I’m a sandwich with the crust removed
Seeing guy friends doing lunch for two
I get mushy too. My wife says I crushed my set
I’m like, Mmm, got a crush on you
Apologizing even as I’m rushing through
Canadian politeness. What? It’s true
All the Ps and Qs that a Canuck can do
And I’m sorry if this is too much for you
People hear I rap and think it means I’m hard. Hello
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Double bubble gum blue. Lemon tart yellow
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Only come at me if you want some
Better brush your teeth if you want gums
Chilling in a hot mug
Of hot chocolate for my hot tub
I’ve hung out with people who smelled bad
Won a rap battle then felt bad
I worked Christmas Eve in an elf hat
I’m a marshmallow. How you spell that
Um, M-A-R-S-H-M-A-L-L-O-W
Not M-E-L-L. Yep, that gives me trouble too
People hear I rap think it means I’m hard. Hello
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Double bubble gum blue. Lemon tart yellow
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Just because I’m rapping doesn’t mean I’m hard. Hello
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Double bubble gum blue. Lemon tart yellow
My bars jello
I’m a marshmallow
Ch-chewy in the middle of a cookie
Ch-chewy when I imitate a Wookiee
Tell Sesame Street they should book me
And put me trading bars with Elmo
If I don’t pull your heartstrings then your heart’s Velcro
Marshmallow
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See I’m a 10:30 kind of guy
11 if I’m feeling edgy on a Friday night
But shows go so late today. I be like
3 on a weekday? That’s some other kind of time
Is it a late night or an early morning
Shouts to those out blurring that defining line
No we’re not nocturnal. We’re not gerbils
Or vampires. I am tired but also kind of fine
See it’s an opportunity
To rock it loose and free and be all the you can be
No one watching you, scoffing. It’s too dark to see anything
Just be careful when you’re walking through the streets, okay
And I know I’m taking a risk
It ain’t cover charge when I say I’m paying for this
Tomorrow when I wake it’ll hit
Until then I’ll take a stand and I’m raising a fist
I’m out past my bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
I’m out past my bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
See I step into the spot looking stupid fresh
Feeling good after putting all the youths to rest
Five kids to connect with and then a night drive
When I arrive, man I’d better get a high five
Better yet, can I get a set
Blow off some steam and a chance to connect
Don’t need to headline! Yup, you heard me Doc
I’ll be blessed if I can get an early slot
Because around my way the kids don’t play
They wake early and they torture me
They say pitter-patter is the sweetest sound
I’d feel better better if they were sleeping sound
Ya your boy goes hard until the day’s end
So why would I rap into the A.M
Feeling this vibe makes me a new kid
That’s how much I love music
I’m out past my bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
I’m out past my bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
Now everybody say on and on ‘til the break of dawn
On and on ‘til the break of dawn
Say on and on ‘til the break of dawn
On and on ‘til the break of dawn
We say on and on ‘til the break of dawn
On and on ‘til the break of dawn
It goes on and on and on and
Excuse me if I break to yawn
It’s bedtime
Psych
Pita for the late night fill
Fast like food how I chase my thrills
I know you rate my skills
White man dancing. I shake like milk
So get up and do what you like
Or slouch in the back with a brew. It’s alright
Everybody in the room is your crew for the night
‘Cause we’re all a little loony to ride this
Out past our bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
I’m out past my bedtime
What you know about me
Feeling so free
I’m out past my bedtime
Keep it going no sleep
It ain’t time to leave
No, no, no
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Mark Durksen
Mark Durksen is a rapper, YouTuber and spoken word artist from Toronto, Ontario who brings faith, comedy and hip hop together to inspire fresh perspectives on ourselves and the world we live in.
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