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Inktober #7 - Naturally Acapella

AKA Wildin' Out Again, Wild Acapella, A Natural Acapella...

Back on the acapella! Not Mac Miller
I'm iller than killers for real though on lyrical abilities
But not in appearance! Can look in the mirror!
And see what I need to change and make me better!
Like upgrade biceps or... wear a sweater!
It's colder and wetter it's autumn so yessir!
I can go with the second! With the simpler and lesser!
But I'm workin' and chopping wood - getting better and better!
Life is good up here and time goes fast and...

Days are short but I've a blast
I'm in the dark - the candles lit!
The nets are cast - for stacks of fish!
Or maybe NOT - it's cold as shit!
Maybe they WILL - just sit and chill!
And it ain't no FUN - to visit the shitter!
Get out of the warm room - go down to the litter!
And we'll be here two days - but I am no quitter!
Otherwise it's all cool! ...but time it does ripple -

Little things lead to other things
Get out in the woods and discover things
The mist is thick and the sun don't shine
All the time, this mist covers things
Dismissed mist! Get out of my face!
Get out of this place! Go find you a lake!
To just rain down upon! And the dew on my lawn?
Overdue I just want! Dry shoes!!!

Thankfully I've boots!
Record more tomorrow y'aaall -
I'm through.


Inktober #6 - A Fly Transition

I am leaving today!
Just heave off my chains!
Get out to the range a bit!
Change up my game!

To a cottage in the wild,
Where I was when I was a child,
Hope to catch a lot of fish and sit
And roast it with some pine.

I am flying today,
To a cozy little town,
Called Kangos, way out in,
The North by the mountains,

I got my cellphone,
And I'll keep going with my poems,
Recording quality may suck though!
Just so you know.

I have a little microphone,
With a 'Boya' logo,
Have no idea if the brand is good,
It was cheap when it sold.

You connect it via the headphone jack,
Straight to your phone,
I know the built-in one sucks,
But this one I don't know.

So hope! It's boss!
Got my fingers crossed!
Not a believer but hey
Superstition it rocks!

I gotta jet! I gotta fly!
I'll be in the wild for a while!
Gotta catch a train man I'll
See y'all on the other side!


Inktober #5 - The Guillotine Switch Pitch

Cyberdevil better get some clout now!
Show the world what this is all about!
How to improvise and make something worthwhile!
The legendary Jabun on the grind!
With a doubleneck that's heck-a-versatile!
A switch that makes this hit and poke an eye!
Like a polka dot suprise - hope I block my eyes!
Stop a flock of geese - open shop and drive!

Drums are hands on table that is miced!
A Shure just floored it sure does catch it nice!
Got more in store for your rigor and mortis!
(Why did I take a course to drive a forklift?)
I'm all over the place! Set up show and race!
Through Inktober! Haste makes you shoulder weight!
And get totes in shape! Grow and go in ape!
On each day! I get up early but roll in late!

Yoooooooo! This was made off a Nick guitar video. An innovative -
In-the-making skill of a pro!

Check it out HERE!

(link in description - that ^ is the link)

Inktober #4 - Collaboration

AKA The New Solution, No Name, The New World Odor...

Cyberdevil! Uh! stevetherapper! Yo!

I'm going down South! Running off my mouth!
What does that really mean? I'm 'bout to clear all doubt!
I was North all summer bummer summer ended but I wandered!
Back into this little town! Called Stockholm or NewGrounds!

I'm here with stevetherapper we're about to duke it out!
A friendly little duel! I'm the rapper he's the fuel!
He made the beat I'm rapping to! Without beat I act a fool!
I could go acapella but I'd rather be on track with you!

With this act I try to prove! It ups everyone's mood!
Collaboration's like the human race's last refuge!
We got wars we looting we got shooting at our schools!
If we could just collaborate there'd be no need to feud!

Have you heard MC Abdul? He raps in Palestine!
Wanders through demolished streets - looks like maybe nine!
I got stubble he got rubble it's a bummer but I wonder
If music ain't the future, and scribes - our tutors!


This the only way that we will save this wretched place!
Fuck the politicians! Fuck the one percent!
Fuck the tax! Fuck the rent! Fuck the loan sharks! Flow charts!
Fuck the police if they're corrupt and have cold hearts!

Fuck the greedy people always digging up our oil!
Our coal! Our goal! Should be to somehow fill this void!
People turning profits on green tech we think could solve!
Our dumb overconsumption! Fuck your little toys!

Fuck your clothes! Fuck your games! Fuck we're all the same!
We're feeding a consumerism emptying the veins!
Of the world! Of it's worth! And I don't think it'll ever change!
It's in our human nature just to take and to take!

To survive! But back in the day we just weren't capable!
Of storing this stuff, or making, or taking all!
Our world's just a caged in ball! Doesn't self-sustain at all!
If we don't stop digging through it's SHIT! Let it evolve!

Humans! Fucking! Looters!
Make LOVE! Not war! Fuck it! Make MORE!
Make the solutions we crave for!
Let your wage soar! HUH! Push away chores!

Maybe AI is the savior we can pray for!
Handle all our business! Figure this shit out!
I don't know if stevetherapper's really on this route?
He's a humble guy, with an optimistic mind,
This the Cyberdevil speaking, he's just making all this fly,
With a killer beat I had to borrow to inspire rhyme,

So yeah! Collaboration! Utopia!!! It's all adjacent!
Keep fighting the good fight and keep making! GOOD STUFF!
That's all I got to say UH!

Cyberdevil! YEAH! stevetherapper! HUUH!

Inktober #3 - Injection

AKA Lil Dead...

I haven't seen that movie yet actually... I wonder if I will this month!
Rhymes in the morning in my head are playing back to me... it's almost like I'm built for this huh?
Haven't slept good so I figure for some warming, I'll do this in morning, then I can take a nap,
And if I need my sleep then, I might stay dormant, for the rest of Inktober, you might just hear me snoring...

...but till my dying breath! I'll still be vibing left and right...

This my final test. My fight for the afterlife.
This my final quest. This the one that sets it right.
But it's far from over. The end is really not in sight.
Can I do Inktober ten straight years of my life?

Want to pick up momentum and go again son! Rainy day today but I won't mention it!
Water drips away and leaves me clean! A need to emcee fuels me I don't need no sleep!
I'm up early, hair curly. Like I'm from that place where they lived a hundred years
Most centenarian's ever since Adam lived like nine hundred but is that real?

This my final brain! This here's my one and only.
To ransack it's a pain! It's like it's long and holy (The Bible)
But I'm cooking again! Looks like some crook cannoli.
If I was a mafia man I'd bet I'd eat a lot of fluff and jam yeaaah!


With my gun in hand UH! Come in and gun a man down!
For either clowning around or wearing a unifrown brow!
If he'd only shaved away part of the brow - made a split!
I wouldn't even have mentioned it! Unibrow risk.

I want to blow though! Up big like a Telecom logo even John Doe know!
I'm in a warm room - one lucky mofo! But I'll warn you I gunrun also!
Lots of games that shock my brain and stop me from going insane and all too chocolatey!
70% Madagascar strains are the ones I crave - that shit has got to be!

I'm in my lane but my SAAB's at the scrapyard! Look back at what happened to that car!
With a hint of melancholy but I'm not sorry - I rode that bitch stickshift and the rims kicked!
And the motor purred like you wouldn't know it! Till the coolant hose popped and exploded!
Want to get a new SAAB but I need a new job first - my wants they cost me I'm lost need...


New direction and fuel injection! But I'm still young and my mood is threatening!
In the morning still get rude erections! Then eat my food, go to the tube and step in!
And stand there stagnant don't know where to look. The city sucks it's just packed with people.
And some asshole's up late so I don't sleep well. And wake up early, cause some don't either.

But I'm sunburnt almost look like a *BLEEP*! Almost manage to build up a tolerance
I envy those with pigment, for us white folks it takes so long to get that this shit is ridiculous
And we live in a world where there's more sun and more sun, UV rays radiate everyone
More and more, and the cancer soars, and my canker sores - they are never fun!

But till my dying breath! I'll still be vibing left and write!
This my final test. My fight for the afterlife
This my final quest. This the one that sets it right!
But it's far from over. The end is really not in *sigh*...


Father-of-Death! Cyberdevil. Yeah...

Inktober #2 - Off The Mind

AKA Off Beat, Off Tha Top, Off-a-rings, Off-a-rinse, Of The Mind...

I'm still off beat like I'm off my job
Like I'm a city police who likes to stop and watch
Soccer moms! Or like I'm playing in the Octagon
Or like a drummer who can't figure out when to drop a Tom

I got problems too but none of mine on rhythm
Lately time is little, and I got rhymes to fiddle with
I want to try much bigger things and vibe a little
Check some F-o-D beats, they with time got iller!
And I bet nachos has got some stacked, some monster tracks
Got dudes I want to collab with, I'll call 'em back
Go zonk and paff! Strongly snap with songs to match
I'll get there though! Doom WADs and lots of cash~

For now... it's another brash acapella,
Late night, face time like I'm on my cellular
I sell my light like life though, save the last drop!
Spaz like a flash mob! Tap dance? Last shot!
Glad that I'm back? NOT! Really...

But I will do the best of my time, I'll heckle and grind
Go neck to neck with irreverable slime
Mr. Jekyll and Hyde I'm kind of inside
Yet I'm one of a kind, with a thunderous mind
All stormy and vile, was quiet as a child
Bet I got some violent tendencies pent up inside

Like the Pentagon's got top tier intel!
Alien ships mayhips, not fit for the infidels
Infiltrate this! And you'll maybe see stars
Or get marred, when you're parked, left for... dead in your car

HOW did I open this window?!
Now that it's ajar I'm not sure I'm closing it
Impossible feat! Kind of like Moses did
He had the dopest tricks - as all of the prophets
Folks believe...

Neck to neck?
I'd go toe to toe with Eve
I'd totes settle for an apple if I'm told to steal
What kind of snake can speak though? I bet in tongues
I'll keep this here going if I'm left with one
Tired of the world; tired of all regret that comes with it...

That's why I don't want to let this slide!
Faith may be good - religion is a tethered mind (though)
A grand royale bash with your brainwash pals
Who used to own more land than even Uncle Sam
Than the Roths or Gates or any 1%
I'm just one to vent, I see unfairness!
I feel I'm sent, to leave awareness!

Sent by who though?
An old soul is a scary idea
Scarier than the mirror
Do we circulate and never get clear?
Or is heaven for real?

It's really quite cool.
To think you'll live forever and lavish
That you'll just swim in a pool,
When you've lived this one through
The eternal void turned to a palace
That's a devilish lure - isn't it one out of malice?
If we DON'T focus on making THIS world better
HOW can we truly do good or live forever?

For generations, and generations...
We're generally aging.
But heresy is ancient.
Heresy built nations.
Upon complacence.
Go play your games son!

But I've got a mind - far from the hive -
That ties and binds -
And lies and lies -
Goes eye to eye -
And blinds and blinds...
I wish I could rewind the time and seek viable
First-hand sources for the Bible!
Try to call! See if we are after all
Smarter than neanderthals.

Or would you prefer to: Off the mind.
Turn to lofty promises and guise.
The devil's in the details they say...
Devil in disguise!

Uncomfortable and oft I pry.
The lost divine; that doth divide.
I wouldn't mind a waft from Zion but I...
Won't live with such a loss of time.
Of what I spend in the real world,
Of poltergeists, or mossy guys
Who want to live the office life
Or exploit! With greed and spite
Make wrong of right

And then! Escape this world -
and it's gon' be... alright!

What a crock of sense! Offerings!
Off it hence!!! See ya! Tomorrow.

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