AKA Essence, The Present Peasants, Cyberdevil Presents...

Yeah! Cyberdevil (still with that cold)! larrynachos (still on a roll)!

*throatclearing*

Mic quality still not sublime,
Still up out in the wild with my portable,
And I got the cold I couldn't thwart at all,
Mask it with this beat though? Affordable!

Feel I got no time to be wasting,
Days sink away when they're racing adjacent,
Chase time like another piece of paper,
Blow nose on or scribble on it later,

I feel my life is almost like -
A steadily escaping water vapor!
Stand in the shower see it rise -
Away from me daily like it's my scapegoat!

Can't pull it back, I can't tackle it!
Can't beat it down like larrynachos did!
With every banger track he established in!
This monumental repertoire I've battled in!

Had to go to the bottom of the list though,
With throat itch I don't want to spit on,
The newer grander groovier hit songs,
Just feel they'd all be shit on

( So I hope you don't mind!
This morning I opened my blinds!
Thought I want to go with nachos this time -
So I chose this beat and I wrote this rhyme!

Like I'm lingerin' in the presence!
Of what it means to be a G
Eat some creatine and go wheel
This right here is the essence )

Vocals woke in the shower rain
While steaming a little of my life again!
Whenever doubt gets pent, get a fountain pen,
Get in the ringer and go a round again

I'm in the clouds everytime I fly
Seems I feel alive only at a greater height
Than 90% of people getting by
Waging no wars - making life

On slave wages! Society's crazy ain't it!
All y'all living on your last paycheck!
Do I want to live today? Rain check!
I'll get there though! We ain't there yet

At the essence... of what it means to be alive
In a world... where we are free to deem and dive
In a mossy creek... whatever happened to Greek philosophy?
Why do we no longer contemplate? What's AI got that we ain't?
Why can't we learn to learn again? AI learning just burdens men
We spend all time on learning THEM, and tending to machines we build
They shoot up schools we can rebuild, but shoed up you can't de-civil
Get back to our roots and chill, spend our time on understanding
Time on bonding, time disbanding, all the wrong things, we're demanding

Like better hardware, automation! Keep on stressing, and investing!
Calibration, and connection! Worship tech, we're getting reckless
So in debt, but still get extras! With your big mac, hit that sauce
Less of learning, less of lessons, less of yessing - you're the boss!

Presence! ...isn't that the essence?

At least it was....

Yo. Cyberdevil.

I got bad timing!
Rhyming skills are sublime though
Sinus clogged but I won't croak on the line
Got a fine nose like I've done coke all the time
My line is dope but I don't run those lines
I'm an alligator! Got chops and I'm mad at the world!
Flatten this croc? Not in the burbs!
Go hard like Chris Webby does every Wednesday every week -
Or Mondays with Merk!
But I don't drink and I don't smoke herb
And I don't slurp purp!
You get murdered with that cough syrup
I got a cough now but that wouldn't work
Miracle cures they only hurt!
It's the way of the world!

Toughen it out and you'll be fine
Everybody got snuff in their mind
Enough to make us all a little lit up in the puff like Grimes
Who names they're kid...
Whatever they're named? Fine.
You can name 'em whatever you want to.
Watch them grow up and be bullied though,
Frontal lobe choke frontal
We don't want labcoats in our sauna
Nature's green and grand
Till you get mauled by the fauna.

I find that on the Grounds though,
I find that I cope and rise like hot smoke
I might be top dawg - I might be totes dope -
I might be hot shit - or shit - who doth know?
But I know that I grow with the notes,
The higher the lows, the tougher it gets,
The better it goes! The veteran shows!
You better with age, don't lessen the rage,
If Eminem can still spit like he can
I won't fill my jams with clutter

I won't stutter like I gag on butter.
I'll appreciate LIFE! Tell my fam I love 'em,
And we can jam through sickness and health,
Don't be a dick, live rich, stick to your principles!
And pin some fools in the public eye!
Don't begrudge your mind you pudgie guy!
Get up and fly! What I mean is I tell myself
I'm human. But I wanna be on the upper flight.
Go higher than office guys in aqua light.
Terrace view like poltergeists.

See y'all tomorrow....

Yeah I got a cold.
I think you'll hear it on my vocal notes,
I need more clearance on my vocal folds,
I've a rich appearance on this here nose.

I have a train booked for tomorrow,
At 6 AM I was going home but I...
Wonder if that trip's alright,
Sitting five hours on a train like this might bite.

There's nothing wrong with my steeze,
I have clothes that'll last me a week,
I have vitamins and food yeah I'm good,
And I got a fine nine hours sleep,

I COULD stay here till I'm better,
Or at least past sickness peak,
Read some comics, watch some movies,
Work from a distance too if I need so...

What do I do do I take it slow?
Do I hibernate till I tame the cold?
My big bro's jumping on the train today -
They'll be at my place while I'm away

Got Stockholm Open to attend to too,
That's a tennis feud, dad's a tennis dude,
If I do recoup till next week I'll have plenty,
Of room to collab with the people of NG,

And hang out for a day or two till my bro
And co head home to this approved stronghold (in Östersund!)
The paper's piling and my sniffer drips
Might be wise to postpone this trip...

Up in Östersund!
Sat on the train with a lump in my throat...
Thought I might be maybe catching a cold... still hoping I won't...
Rain hitting the windows as I open my notes... on my laptop...
And wrote a bit of prose as I scoped...
The conductor on the rails looking for something by the train...
Did we roll over a human? That'd be a shame...
I don't mean to sound ALL too cold - I really ain't!
But we humans are overrated - we're everywhere and a pain.

I'm in Östersund!
Turns out we didn't run over any blood specimen...
Another animal though? They're not in my dieting regimen...
That'd be more sad to me than any of US going,
But they said nothing of the sort - maybe don't want US knowing.
According to the conductor it might've just been a rock.
So I rocked on. Typed on my laptop till it got hot.
Or rather till the vein in the battery nearly drained -
And I shut it off! I'll recharge it at home again or rather...

In Östersund!
At my big bros apartment there -
It's been there for twenty years - still dope but worse for wear -
It's crazy how time goes - year after year after year -
And we KEEP fucking up ozone layers and atmosphere.
We ought make ourselves scarce... we ought get off our arses.
And move to other galaxies. Find us some other Marses.
Instead we drain our marshes - and chuck out lots of garbage -
Till this beautiful planet smells like a sweaty armpit.

Land? I'll farm it. Won't exploit or destroy it.
Water's full of plastic and PFOS - need to filter or boil it
The world's turning apocalyptic - we never needed no fallout
All we needed was to let these corporations go all out
Up here in the blissful nature - freedom meets the eye
And the great lakes still filter all these chemicals and dyes
They recommend you don't eat more than one fish a MONTH
If you fish in the great waters of the once great

Östersund!
On my Boya microphone cause that's what I've with me
Yesterday was good and I was feeling giddy - today though?
Don't want to admit it but I probably am catching a virus...
Throat is scratchy like I swallowed a scrap of papyrus...
That's life huh? Soon as you hit the high notes!
It brings you back down again - from pillars to pylons,
I've no plans on stopping though even if I won't
Uphold the POWER. We're going! Till the final hour.

In Östersund!

AKA Train Acapella, On Tracks, Tracking On, Full Send...

In transit again! Intrinsically on my way!
WHEN will this end? Lately I'm just all over the place!
I'll be here with my nephew now so from beats I'll be stepping down,
Spending time with my kin and getting rowdy like a felon now,

Wait! When did I last have a beat here? I forget.
Did I up the level too much recent years? I'm taking steps.
I'm slowing down... am I not in my zone though or going all out
Like a Borderlands goon with a baton and spokes on a gown?

I spoke too soon! I'll always go all month like a monsoon!
Rain tunes! Raving Mad like I'm Seann William Scott - that's who!
Every night party like Cancun or like I'm in Cannes too!
Or like I'm North up in June when the sun never truly boos you!

Who's that dude with mayhaps one or two screws loose?
Who keeps yelling in his room like he's mad at the whole new school
Sat all winter with YouTube, now suddenly I have too many moves,
Flying around like I'm just... loopity looped!

Cuckoo in the hoot! But woot woot, I still feel true!
I still eat my last meal then stay up... way too late it may suck!
But there won't be a day where I don't play this made up game!
Till my vocals strain! Or I go insane! Or I gain some fame?

Or JUST... hone my savage skills. That I have to kill.
Competition if I'm faced with chads who have no need to kick it,
Who just want to rhyme a bit and get intrinsic with it!
Lyrical killers! Who have no Glocks, only straight missiles!

I will fire! You if you don't help me build this empire!
Like an Umpire I'll tow the line... like broken cars! Going far!
From Blue Pokemon to lingon and lots of jars, on a farm,
Where snow falls in bucketloads and locks you down!

Or NewGrounds! On a journey for white teeth or for dentures!
There's always a new day and great adventures! Just waiting around the bend!
I'm a END this like the Ender's Game - I'm in transit again.
Full Send.

(Move out!)

AKA The Beat, I'm Beat, The Beat Up, Back On That Beat...

Yeah! Cyberdevil! Hotstuff! The Stuffling! It is us! Yuh! (Let's goooo...)

I'm back in business! Stacking chips like I've done something fishy!
Like I'm dealing with the white powder dough! Better come and get me!
Can never be too Shifty in this Crazy Town! Or the Grounds!
Yeah I've been around! Ask X.

Centenarian wannabee kicking it while I'm fresh!
Only got like eighty-two years or something such left!
Straight off the press - ironing out my life in like a hundred steps
I'm the maddest ladder - high like Niagara - not ironed out yet

Def like a Leppard, never choosy like a beggar
Fooly Cooly's on my record, on grooves screwy like Heath Ledger's movies
I just wanted to be cool! Ain't got nothing to prove though,
Make it big sumo, kick it out the crib Juno

Nature calls me as soon as I get in these walls,
Wrote a bit at the airport but my mind it wanders
Out windows to the pine cone's all in my dome's
Green and stone - tree and bone, need a clone that can

Handle my city life for me! Cause I don't want it.
And all the office life bores me! I'm not that kind of guy.
I'll die early if I live that kind of life, and I aim to be a hundred PLUS!
So what to try.

...

It's got me beat! No ideas inside my noodle!
What about that BEAT though? Is that the cure-all?
I dually noted I can duke it out and choose the route of rap
But also note that if I don't go all the way then I won't snap

Oh snap! Epiphane get a hit of me
History will never be the same when I truly hit the tree lane
The free lane, the freeway, where we ain't, what they say
We need to be to function in society - we stray

We can get a little plot of land and farm some
And gather up! Collective living for hard funds
You just need to work a bit then sit in circles and spit
And jam, in cloudberry land, wouldn't THAT be the shit?

Sounds like a hippie trip to me! But I'm not on hard drugs
No pharmaceutical giants will ever harm us!
We ought get back to our roots, and get stupid,
Life is a hoot if you're an owl - or stay you kid -

...

True living! Dudes can get it if you don't do!
What they tell us to! Don't get debted in no school!
It's the Hunger Games! Though they play with deceptive tactics -
Feed us a little bat shit or pump amphetamine in our veins

Anti-depression drugs - don't you think they're a little strange?
All they're trying to sell us that we know not to take,
Why are we depressed in the first place? Let's set it straight
Pharmaceutical trails embedded in our bays and lakes

It won't get better! So we aim for the next world!
They call it conquering - always thought it was bonkers!
It's not all about handling - more destroying!
I see no rhyme and reason in any of them just monsters!

Can't tame me! I'm wild like a lion but going ape - hey!
I'm back to spitting but shit man, it's getting late!
Cyberdevil's up and coming hundred years and running wonders
Stuffling on the beat, HOTSTUFF! Getting sunburn.

It's that beat!