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The B ep

by Tone Deaf Jeff

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1.
Bread 01:55
We gonna get that bread We gonna get that cheddar We gonna get some lettuce Put that shit together We gonna get that bread We gonna get that cheddar We gonna get some lettuce Put that shit together Til I’m dead Gotta get this bread Gotta find a way to get up out of the red Gotta get these thoughts up out of my head before I wind up dead Gotta find a way stack those chips Gotta find a way to strike it rich Got to find my purpose like a truffle pig Before the Gravedigger comes along and digs my ditch Hoping for a crumb of that American pie Here’s a bite - hope you don’t choke and die It’s all smoke and lies But I see through the hokey disguise Of your cloaking device A nice surprise would be If I didn’t have to ask twice for you to pass those extra fries We lootin this gluten We gonna obtain this grain We gonna finagle this bagel You probably think I'm insane But I'll take one with everything, and one plain
2.
I’m bored and broke Out of herb to smoke My landlord’s a fucking joke Maybe I could use some coke Maybe that would help reclaim my focus Used to be quite capable of the hocus pocus Back in the day Not sure if there’s anything new to say Seems like it’s all been done But I’m still gonna get up on the motherfuckin mic and run Before I succumb Tired of mumbling cats that sound numb I’m out of fucks to give Only got one life to live So I’m a take a verse and fashion a shiv And shove it in the side of society I will not go into that gentle night quietly I’ll rise up unsurprisingly Thundering and rioting Lead an uprising that admires me Til the day that I’m expiring Your technique. It's very strange. It's a new one. Is that so? Do you really think you're good? I’m joking of course. Not doing this because a situation forced my hand. But damn man the radio is bland, so in a way it did, fam. And I’ve been a fan since the third grade, and I gotta say, It was a good day so thanks O’shea. Every time I rock a mic it seems to resonate So think it’s about time I let this art elevate Take the next step Record, perfect And disseminate Haters gonna hate So no point worrying what they do You can’t please all the people all the time, it’s true Lord knows I’ve spent way too long trying to, dude Nothing to do but to pursue what’s right for you.
3.
Bus Fumes 03:12
I don't drive a car I'm too lazy to walk My bike got stolen probably hocked so why do I balk at the thought of public transportation At the bus station People exchange salutations Everyone eagerly racing to go to the next stop I board the bus with a quick hop I'm off to the magical land of mall to shop Hurray for capitalism! country music gives me an aneurism beyond compare there's no fare so I take my seat looking around me I can't help but see America's problems with obesity the fragrant aromas of sweat and pee It's like a David Lynch movie Not really, I'm just kidding but looking at these people drooling as they're sitting I can't help but get the impression most of them have been on a bus of smaller dimensions Now you can taste the tension as everyone is forced to wait for the wheelchair invention And now I'm clenching my teeth because the kids behind me don't know how to be discreet talking about weed here's a twenty from my money do the deed Whatever you must do Try to avoid the bus fumes (x2) No radio, no cokes no food, no smokes Goddamn slowpokes Will we move before I croak? I guess we might not ever find out, folks Why is my seat soaked? Why is my cheek poked? Why is this hood rat talking about how many inches she can deep throat? I keep notes like cheat codes. To each their own I mean but you could please not wipe your Cheetos on my jeans? Whatever you must do Try to avoid the bus fumes (x2)
4.
Blossoms 02:19
Another bitter blossom from my corpus callossum The last thing rap needs is another rap about how a rapper’s awesome But I’m still here to move my jaw some Lest I be accused of playing opossum I’m like a corpse flower when I shower The stench tends to overpower Only blooms once every ten years When Saturn ascends it’s time to collect arrears An open mic every other five to keep the dream alive Til then shove everything down deep inside Still struggling to sleep at night What’s the reason why? An amorphous titan stalks my memory Curse of the eidetic class to carry more than necessary Along with everything else swept up in the corners The weight of the world is off to the coroners A pachyderm promise from me to you I won’t forget but neither do we have to talk about it too That was a bit ungrammatically unglued Apologies to the pros That’s a bit of that ‘ewww’ Shoutout to Sprout Java and Sumatra Terra the Titan There’s an awful lot of ya Wee stinky, little Dougie, stay funky Little buddies Rosie, you’re alright, Pepe le pew, keeping people up at night Octavia, Bellatrix, stay blooming bright Morticia, Putricia, keep it tight tight tight Some might even like Your dimethyl triisulfide Whatever you got, there’s no reason to hide Shoot in into the sky and watch the people gather nigh Production by Bug Much Love
5.
Black Sheep 01:57
Do I seem strange to you? Well you seem abnormal to me Yet somehow I’ve been caught in a state With the most amount of conformity I was born to see beyond the veil that shrouds And programming that clouds so some people deplore me I’m tired of people taking pity on me for thinking uniquely And not believing the prophetic divination they claim to be receiving Meanwhile they continue in secret a life of cheating and deceiving It makes me sick to the point I’m almost heaving Witnessing these clones surround my home Like they’re carved from stone So set in the their old ways Always talking about the old days Or how the new phrase that’s all the rage Shouldn’t be herd by kids of a certain age What an absurd notion I think kids have a higher intelligent quotient Until schools administer their stupidity potions And force everyone into the same mold To do as they’re told with no question Remind me again what was the definition of oppression?
6.
Maybe we should get them all out now Maybe we shouldn’t put each other down Basically a basic bitch can be Anybody you want to bring down Speaking misognystically Like a little bitch with a skinned knee Take just the tip from me Anybody can be a basic bitch If you want you can build the outrage to a fever pitch Shouldn’t we be better than this ? Please don’t cancel me over this; I already barely exist! Maybe we shouldn’t put each other down Maybe we should get them all out now Maybe we shouldn’t have a cow Maybe we shouldn’t put each other down I don’t want to sound like a hypocrite and shit But if you cancel me over this You’re probably a basic bitch I’m sure some panties will get in a twist over this Knickers, garments, other underthings that exist The same peaches that preach free speech til it’s something they want to nix The same windowlickers that’ll blow out their britches over bitch Then it’s oh won’t someone please think of the kids Oh the poor children That reminds me I need some new kindling for this new proposal I’m building Which way to these Pnomh Penh fields of killing these clinics are filling? More empty squealing from believe it to be true feelings? I’m all for shattering the glass ceiling And a society that’s truly egalitarian But I’m a still cut to the quick like a cesarian. Maybe it’s better we get them all out now Maybe we shouldn’t put each other down Maybe it’s better we get them all out now Maybe we shouldn’t put each other down
7.
I burn so many bridges  I could count em to go to sleep instead of sheep But I never run out  And so I'm counting to infinity  Too many bitches burned me  And so now I'm roaming scott free Shouldn't have left me off the leash  So don't expect me to keep the peace  I'm burning bridges and every troll underneath When I stroll through your streets You no longer get a piece of me  You can't eat at me  You're just gnashing teeth at something you can't be  Quite the complex you’ve built of insecurity I built a fort of solitude sure no one has heard of me Burning weeds stoned off my ass like that one book everyone says they read  But they don’t they only overlook the leeches Forgetting their practice what they preaches Burning bridges That's the least of my needs I'm knee deep in the trees Defeating enemies when necessary with verbal incendiaries Never no strap to carry Too concerned I’d yearn for the hari-kari And If you’ve got an axe let’s bury It Bury that hatchet because I don’t think I want to pack it Or the glowing coal of poor impulse control to match it Otherwise, I think I’m gonna use it to cut this rope bridge Never mean to bail, but sometimes a situation seems so hopeless But I got some new luggage out of it - scope this

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released July 7, 2021

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Tone Deaf Jeff Salt Lake City, Utah

Provider of elaborate disturbances in the air. Born in So. Cal.
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