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An Attempt Was Vague

by Damn Selene

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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐄𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐞) //lyrics// I'm pretty as fuck, might steal your girl and/or your boy, rock your dad's world I'm not your toy, don't play with me young buck and press more than your luck I'm petty as fuck, might burn your house drown out your voice, delete your clout make more than noise, I'm out for blood and stuff and hit scenes like a truck I'm pleasant as fuck, might change your tone you'll fall in love, question your own set placement of the parts that make you up all preconceptions chucked I'm clever as fuck, might check your mate three moves ahead, forward not straight leave you on read, impressed by flexed conduct? I get that text a bunch because I'm EVERY THING EVERY SINGLE DAMN THING EVERY THING YOU MAYBE THOUGHT WAS YOUR THING EVERY THING EVERY GOD DAMN THING YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE I AM AND MORE I'm gnarly as fuck, might blow your mind hay made for days, punch more than lines I earn high praise, you'll learn your place, you schmuck thank me when you don't suck I'm artsy as fuck, might break your mold subvert expectations you'd hold bold like an 800 weight typeface I'm great MOTHERFUCKER make you say my name that's game. [INTERLUDE] because I'm EVERY THING EVERY SINGLE DAMN THING EVERY THING YOU MAYBE THOUGHT WAS YOUR THING EVERY THING EVERY GOD DAMN THING YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE I AM AND MORE I'm gnarly as fuck
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭 //lyrics// Safe's off in a mine field Am I real? Do I bleed? Am I a fleeting heat you might feel? I'm right here, but it's not me I dropped off Steered screaming Stopped dreaming, even stalled grief Walls deep in a minotaur's den Sleep's cheaper as a one way ticket well spent It's on brand, but the art of war's not Can't crop out the after creds Have to press start Got widgets in the carts Drip artifacts from cuts When the going gets dark The dark hearted get shrunk A pilot in the heart Of a large mouthed glass canon Not a damn help, doc I am the distraction Cameras and action Stream keys and ethernet Back door Ope act The cracked human oubliette I only get a minor sense of relief caught When the fingertips hit But it's been a bit since we've crossed Safe's off in a mine field Am I real? Do I bleed? Am I a fleeting heat you might feel? Gloves off when my mind squeals I'm personified steel Pointing inward where it might kill I'll fight till only I or I's are left Try to hide the final breath Held against me if I rest My breasts hardly benefit the armor class Plate setting made a break for Mantua that never passed Nobody asked but I'm the dagger held in love's spot Simultaneously also venom numbing what's lost Gloves off when my mind squeals I'm personified steel Pointed inward where it might kill Safe's off in a mine field Am I real? Do I bleed? Am I a fleeting heat you might feel?
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐨 𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐲 𝐙⁶⁴ & 𝐊𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐟𝐞𝐧𝐩𝐨𝐩) //lyrics// 𝗝𝗼𝗲𝘆 𝗭⁶⁴ THE TRENDSETTER LIVE: FROM THE LEFT END OF THE BELL CURVE READ A LETTER TO MY ENEMIES SAID "RUN ME UR SELF-WORTH, I'LL SEE U IN HELL" WORDS ARE PERFECT AS THEY NEED TO BE JOEY Z IS DEAD & U CAN TELL B/C THE TV SCREEN SAID IT U KNOW THE GIANT GLOWING BOX WOULD NEVER LIE JOEY Z'S ALIVE! THE RESURRECTION WILL BE TELEVISED IN OTHER NEWS: JOEY Z IS FULLY MECHANIZED W/ RED RETINA'S & A METAL HEART THAT'S BEEN WEAPONIZED WOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! BACK TO NORMAL NOW WORD TO RICK FROM MORTY'S OR WHATEVER SHUT THE PORTAL DOWN I HEARD A DIFFERENT STORY BOUT UR LIFE THAN HOW U WROTE IT DOWN U NEVER HELD A GUN BUT U RAPPIN LIKE U CAPONED IT OUT UR RAP QUALITY BASED ON THE SHORTEST TIME TOOK MY HAIR LONGER THAN UR RHYME BOOK CHECK THE FACTS & U CAN SEE WHAT I MEAN DUDE, THERE'S ONLY 2 GENDERS LEFT: ME OR SELENE CHOOSE 𝗗𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 Not true. There’s only one gender. It’s mine and you can’t have it! I’ve arrived in a flack jacket with a sack full of bad habits Unpassable trans Santa but in a Dragonlance setting Hitting damage per round averages that when halved are still mad deadly Sweaty, you do the math 'll do the next adjacent exit And I may suggest your next two steps retrace your first impressions Pay attention to what's flexed in cases packed with stacks of thousands Now it's raining cats and tigers like the bears ain't been growling Throw your hands down to the lycans and define it "achieved balance"? I’d rather just draw lines and decline the preceding challenge I’m an amalgam of hard passes on the yes and/or no answers Romancing the slung stones, picking bones out of slim chances I fancy myself the type that probably takes a pause eventually? _____ Then make a fist of brass and take a knee After Joey’s funeral, ask them to open one more track for me I’m actually a necromancer, this rap shit is all dead to me 𝗞𝗹𝗼𝗽𝗳𝗲𝗻𝗽𝗼𝗽 Never met a gender that I didn't misunderstand If I even have one it's a kitten on a trip to Japan Or the hidden message in a prison striker's list of demands I'm the cryptid in your pineal gland I spread your fists into hands and plant empathy Get you listenin' to jazz and Black Chemistry Whatever we are we pack remnants of stars inside every orifice Bet we blast that energy i'm a fifty cent vinyl by an Austrian band i am an overbearing zealot socialized like a man i am the scar on a colonizer's dominant hand i am a people still in want of a land So baby off with the brand, full genre-agnostic Music or human, fam, you want it you got it. Not I. Chosen over assigned. But mine's busted, hear me rattling like it broke off inside
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐄𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 //lyrics// I was a bug type tyke with a tripped circ light Never quite Mike Tys enough for fight nights In hindsight "blink twice if the life sized vice Kinda fits like a knife" might've just sufficed A life sentence as a predicate in subject's clothing Where the rulers never bothered with thread I'm probably better off dead from a double dollar debt I'll put it backwards on my chest but I'm not upset "If you have to ask, then you can't afford it Too bad, so sad, now do as you're ordered You'll be halved and quartered and be happy for it And for a bad performance, you will pay" I'm not a singular they, I'm a singularity, babe A Kayfable folk hero here for saving the day Or something's mayb in the way? Pray it prepped for the dents I hopped fence and ain't pivoted since, and y'all been upset I might never be whatever the fuck I was afforded By the poster child roulette I'm probably better off never ever being born again I'll put it backwards on my chest but I'm not upset
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐒𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐤
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐚𝐦 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐚𝐡𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐲, 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐌𝐀𝐗, & 𝐒.𝐋.𝐀.𝐌.𝐎.) //lyrics// 𝗠𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗶𝗮𝗵𝗖𝗮𝗿𝗲𝘆 Boots muddy, spit cruddy Hella chubby but the humans still love me See dunny, we elite type of funny Flee the country with a wife and a hubbie And dog and a cat and a bong and some wraps When opportunity calls we do not call it back Cuz we’re busy today and got a lot to unpack And I ain’t doing shit until the song is intact And it smacks like kisses, smash so vicious These raccoon rap kids find Trash so delicious rags outta riches, can’t master the scrimmage And when gameday comes they get dragged to the finish laughter’s a gimmick, I still laugh I admit it I am at my limit with these trash ass cynics Beauty is in the eye of the tiger king Lucy in the sky with some guy and his hirelings 𝗣𝗿𝗼𝘄𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗻𝘁 Quick hiDE my CD in your socks so your Pops don’t steal it, It’s going down…so tell me what’s the point of kneeling, Your ONLYFANS is filled with ones that’s on the ceiling, Whether planned or sleight of hand, I’m an amplified villain, I got a feeling, they copping pleas, it's all leaflets and broccolis, I grind prophecies like coffee beans, Never conceded, so when you read it, know the meaning, throw some shade under sage trees, now that’s a palm reading, shit was genius... I am Krillin to crews, receding hairs get confused, this force majeure, tour de force, contours like fossil fuels or...Come off like nudes in locker rooms, I’m double dealing…put on shows like vaudevillians, Rock arenas like Bobby Heenan, My tongue is Atila THE HUN, transmitted orally, Generations before me pass my stories like the fleur de lis, You’re in the weeds, with an immortal beast, scribe lines aligned like double helix, All these Lion Kings, guess who's getting hyena'd 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗠𝗔𝗫 I been holdin my hand over my mouth for too long I’m an animal I can’t handle the urge is too strong I been humble while watchin all of these rappers who’s on put garbage on dope production and act like their gods Don’t wanna see me crawl out the bottom of the pot I’m the illest inside the city the tour decides to stop I don’t care if you get offended I know you prolly are, just a gimmick that’s tryna fit in with all the others…. I been grindin in the Grassy Knoll Way past the offers of exposure now my head is blown Do my little thing, get my cut, now I’m headed home It’s a simple scheme what’s the fuss lemme get my doe Heres all of my info hit the Venmo, I should’ve known to get a deposit from the get go but That’s alright you live and learn some lessons in this shit hole But never again will you pull the wool over my thick skull 𝗗𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 You can find me in my headspace, ricocheting endlessly pretend to be some semblance of independent for revery with memories like sets of teeth carving reflective effigies there’s little left of me but a sentiment to forget to breathe I mean, what’s up, y’all is it too late to become a legend before I fall off? I call shots only after the pocket is filled up And make a hell of a hit out of a rattle of tin cups 'cause I'm petty like Becc Buck and steadily get stuck So justice is just me blindfolded with tits up Told that it gets rough by those that don't know better, though Don't desperately seek views approved by cisheteros NOPE! Center frame on the idpol dance team The type that'll flash flash fangs and make elephants antsy Don't pretend the future's anything but brutal and nasty What's a gender neutral term for queen bitch of the trash heap? Cause that's me 𝗦.𝗟.𝗔.𝗠.𝗢. Waltzing, sorta off-beat, Always revolving, Hoarder, airing it out, but it’s only my laundry, Order’s never about, son. Or so this has taught me, That’s why I sonned myself right there in the bar’s scheme, Hooligan art geek but I ain’t fulla malarkey, On some cliché you-can’t-take-me, Who, you and what army? Bet you thought you had a leg since I was moving bizarrely, Ever since I had a heartbeat, I’d chew through the dog leash, -usually a target, guess I was due for the long reach, Business as usual, guess it’s nothing new when the laws cease, Got the hunger of like two million zombies, Future looks wonky, Make some room, let the swamp breathe, No more hockin’ loogies for hobby, (my) Feet coming unglued from the concrete, Cue the music from Rocky, like din-din-diiiinnnn, ooo, I’m a bruise in your moxie, Flow Disrespect, My whole crew just be froggy… (ribbit)
𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐭 (𝐟𝐭. 𝐉𝐨𝐞𝐲 𝐙⁶⁴ & 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐬) //lyrics// 𝗝𝗼𝗲𝘆 𝗭⁶⁴ IT'S STILL ONLY 2 WORDS: SUCK IT YALL LIKE TO RHYME A WHOLE LOT OF SHIT JUST TO SAY NOTHIN KEEP CRYING BOUT UR SONGS BECOMING PUBLIC I'LL KEEP LAUGHIN, SNATCHING UP ACCOLADES BOY I FUCKIN LOVE IT SAY IT WITH UR CHEST, COWARDS U SOUND SCARED WHEN U RAP Y'ALL SHOULD GET LOUDER I KNOW IT'S HARD Y'ALL BEEN GETTING IGNORED FOR SO LONG BUT IF U DOPE THEN WHY U MAD THAT FOLKS TALK BOUT UR SONGS? IF U HATE ME FUCKIN BALL UP A FIST, DORKS MOB UP BETTER GRAB THEM TORCHES & PITCHFORKS YALL BEEN CIRCLEJERKING FOREVER NOW DONT THAT SHIT HURT? SHOW SOME RESPECT IT'S THE GOD OF THE DISCOURSE 𝗗𝗮𝗺𝗻 𝗦𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗻𝗲 I got a fever pitch and don't need prescriptions for good vibes you should try more goodbyes, less novel length bald lies that light in the attic is off air in the night only salt thought I'd take condis with grace cause all YOUR patience is shot? I'm not your mom, dude, I swear that you're allowed to make 3 volt power moves and pout when no one's proud of you I doubt your crew is down to slowly go through prolly most those motions fully ring around the goal posts, all roped and drag through pulleys I'm not a bully I just laugh a lot overtly at these cats that got all Yajirobe energy here thinking that they're Kakarot missed the pot and pissed all over every friend they've got like what about you, Bob? You've locked your trauma, loaded, aimed through rifle slots Not my job


Damn Selene - An Attempt Was Vague

"Hello (your name)! I hope this EP finds you well!

In an effort to make things more interesting, the following album description will be presented in a choose your own adventure format! Neat!

For the reasonable and grounded explanation, please see option 🅐
For the more pretentious art fuck explanation, please see option 🅑
For the direct and to the point explanation with no bullshit, please see option 🅒

🅐 - This album is a collection of mostly collaborative songs meant to encapsulate several of the themes and moods you can often find in the music I make. The production is handled by some of my favorite beatsmiths from across the country: lizardgrove in Detroit, Klopfenpop in Seattle, Shawn Solo in Dallas, and myself. On account of my apparently powerful self confidence, I also invited a few ridiculously good rappers to contribute guest verses, including Joey Z⁶⁴, Klopfenpop, MessiahCarey, Prowess the Testament, heir MAX, and S.L.A.M.O. and not a single one of those beautiful nerds holds back at all.

🅑 - This album is the halfway point between a frantic smearing of filth against a cinder block wall and an elaborate calling card left alongside a bloody nose. With this collection of material I have been able to condense a majority of the aesthetics, attitudes, ideas, and general intentions that I tend to bring to my art into a single bite sized cultural product. With the help of a small army of creative heavyweights, we have molded this chaotic mass of sound and text into the most important seventeen or so minutes of music you will likely listen to over the course of the next seventeen or so minutes.

🅒 - This album is about how my friends and I are obscenely good at rap.

- ♡ Selene"

*** Fake Four's final Freecember Release of 2022 ***


released December 23, 2022


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