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String Theory

by String Theory

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I'm the apex the gate bridge create scripts shaking you into space bits Complacent's the basis for basic We take trips to faint dimensions commencing the great shift My main objective's ejecting your brain chips breaking you out this fake grid And back to earth with verses hard enough to crack the turf And violent drama prompting a gat to burst This track's the first of what we've brung enter the stage scene one When Hex puts the pen to the page beats run The frame of a sentinel weighs three tons you become Prey to the cage we spun contesting us listen really it seems dumb My fleet won so flee son be gone or be gunned It's begun we creep from the hollows We swallow planets and freeze suns nigga we speak tongues Creating civilizations with tribes liable to beat drums The heat comes in large waves making head and abdomen part ways Yo I'd rather travel than star gaze This odd maze is entrapped in chasms and hall ways Causing you rats to spasm it all plays backwards At long range just bold face actors in wrong lanes These dark laced tracks attract blackness in broad day What y'all say is wackness I'm john blaze it's raw check it When I begin to spar reckless I warp records We jog hecklers' mental crevices with these drawn weapons We launch messages to far stretches like star trekkers My bars' rep is a law as blessed as gods efforts The fraud jesters spreading false lesson is cross dressers Who faded you could envision clearly that it's tainted But listen to the theory that explains it String Theory
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Chorus Yo, gather thoughts for the travels lost magnum force sparks Smash a corpse into apple sauce, rap avatars, back track crash massive stars Ragnarok's what these laws cost, pause, raw songs for them dogs crossed Launch bombs from the gods palms grab ya cross Mad applause for this album's clause, its source But the hammer that forged man was flawed, its drawn, wrong Verse 1 Word is bond let me correct, he shatters this vast galactic levee and jets Ain't a set heavier he's met deadlier threats barely a vet But the vexed envy he's wary of hasn't buried him yet, so he, walks past it Talks fast with his jaw spastic, draws asterisks on mental walls, Small fragments, its all graphic, the short whore the tall half wit Stark accents, court orders, frauds acting, he starts laughing This shit isn't really surprising to watch his body dematerializing See he's realizing to leave the environment that keeps him He must seek the assignment's completion To flee the islands beach you must reach the horizon, so heed the advisement Read me the fine print, bereave me with nonsense relieve the confinement This speech be a diamond conceived via climate, a plea perceived via rhyming All these bleak beliefs deceive me in silence, the gods inner, self "When you hear the science guys talking about the theory of everything We're not talking about the same thing." Chorus Verse 2 He's a pawn storming his chess board Stays ignoring laws to conquer this next score through frail states And stalemates he tells fates and just checks y'all His fail safe's to quell hate with this dense wall Of quark matter, raw chatter, logged data Nigga jogs through the fog making smog scatter but he's bogged rather The kid is caught, in the dark, with a heart, that just throbs in clogged spatter So it wont add up, not in this world the only honest thought he got is his girl So he calls at her, but she wont answer, just a false prankster All his stalled feelings fall he dissolves faster, 'til he's gone past the Point of no return, sparks a joint and as it slowly burns thinks of all he learned This one thought got him beside himself Yo he found the theory of everything inside himself, yea "And all that which lies between. From the cells to the stars To the quantum particles, oh yes we're going a lot deeper with this one" Chorus
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Currents 03:06
Verse 1 Atrocious tactics to host the masses behold the madness We roast the halfwits as cold as cats that holster ratchets With open caskets for these hopeless bastards posed as rappers Explosive tracks could make my pulse as fast as ocean rapids Traverse the unknown expose the atlas My verses uphold subversive drum rolls to mold the path with Too bold to catch it so you worthless clones get shown what wrath is And all below the average actors will get blown to ashes So watch me settle scores as I relinquish the snobs With english my linguistics could extinguish a stellar core A top physician could not incision these metaphors That's why my efforts for impressive bars is F'ing raw The lion that not even Noah could lift up Got an aura like Jehovah from scripture paranoia gon' grip ya Rats hide before this flow'er come get cha Raps tighter than a boa constrictor (Nigga you know what the deal is) Chorus Yea yo I'm that awesome force That's sure to knock you spitters off your course Strong winds bring the tide in to soak you with the blend We've been providing and flood the mental state you kids reside in Verse 2 I'm the poster child for the folks that wild We invoke the crowd so get a close up now before I ghost the style The string theory smear sentences sincerely 'Til kids hear me and give me millions of spins yearly You been weary I bring merely that bomb shit You sing nearly in every song clearly theres conflict Really it's garbage all that sob teary eyed soft shit Is nonsense I'm lost why do y'all see me as conscious When I'm just a regular man on a secular plan For grands trying to stay ahead of the lambs Yo I'll be writing these incredible jams until my skeletal sands And niggas read my shit with retinal scans This one goes out to unforgettable fans who study my lyrics With grit until they and sever all their cerebral strands I spin the globe to any sensible land and rip a show I'm fina blow just like a chemical plant you niggas know Chorus
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Chorus Yo I'm relentless I make my way though the tempest Escape the earth and stray through this endless (and break through it's entrance) Cause yo these mic styles is infinite Sit back and watch how we kick this shit Yo I'm tremendous I make my way though the tempest Escape the earth and stray through this endless (to break through this entrance) Cause yo these mic styles is infinite Sit back and watch how we kick this shit (word up) Verse 1 (Hex One) Peep the tactics in the realm of speech you lacking practice I put words to sleep and use the canvas as the mattress Inter-galactics stomp my feet and crack the atlas The vocal beast known for eating planets like Galactus I never been this high yet never smoked Look at the sky for stars right beside the endless quotes This menace wrote and if you see 'em nearer you could tell it's dope Cause my reflection’s clearer than the mirrors on a telescope I shine bright it's a sight to take a flight with me You might just see them lights up in the sky tonight was me We search for other types of life to find a tight MC As nice as me who keeps it hype and rocks a mic with hyper speed Now all these interstellar rappers say they scar victims But yo we've been to plenty stars systems And since these snakes babel I find it funny how these fake mammals Haven’t even achieved space travel word bond Chorus Verse 2 (uMaNg) My energy never cease to exist Y'all got it twisted thinking a black hole the deepest abyss I give birth to a multitude of universes for you people to dig Instead of awakening you keeping your lids closed Block off your breathing at the point of your bridged nose You royally destroyed in the tempo I'll believe in a Bruce Banner before the first moon landing Actually happened they using a fool's camera I'm braggadocious in my affirmations Ask NASA what they spoke about with Kennedy before the assassination Stars align within my bars and rhymes Now you able to peak with me to a higher vibrational frequency Rappers quit acting paranoid we take that very noise silence it Send you right back at the zero point Don't make a mention of me I got unconventional means Conceptually a multi-dimensional being
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Chorus Yo I'm addicted to this sickness the liquids the chemical elixirs The mixes the medicines the medical enigmas the stigmas The whispers that let her know it's just us to witness this instance That let alone eclipses The sickness the liquids the chemical elixirs The mixes the medicines the medical enigmas the stigmas The whispers that let her know it's just us to witness this instance That let alone eclipses existence It's all beautiful (every facet of you) it's all beautiful (every facet of us) it's all beautiful (every facet of her) it's all beautiful Verse 1 Yo I'm star chasing my heart's racing a lost patient Without a doctor just trying to conquer this strong agent Coursing through my blood stream in bizarre stages Even the thought of us being through these stark changes Together makes it all painless and the scars Which made me recall that weathering dissolves traces Of a past life 'cause just last night your touch was enough To thrust feathers in my vast plight We clash like black and white but we stand tight I can't fight this sickness yo the symptom's like a damn vice Even your faults and and all your quirks Defining stamps remind this man of what you're worth Beyond beautiful I want you to know that through it all We are suitable no love without a flaw's usual see I was practically unsure before I knew that all you had for me was pure So what I thought as sick was actually the cure Chorus Verse 2 She's smiling now every ill inside my shell is silent Her spell is chronic time will tell if I'll dispel its logic Cause what we really feel we seal behind a veil and shroud it And in its self this feeling's kinda melancholic But I doubt it nah I know it for my damn self The moment when our hands held the focus on my plans fell The opiates my glands felt were potent so I can't tell This dosage of emotions got me motionless I stand still But a man's will is stoic as an anvil So flowing like a poet yo I owe it to my damsel So this song is you a work of art personified Using an honest hue the bond we drew Could last a life time I use my right mind when I write mine So ain't no telling the path you might find you journey with me But we could see what kind of world it could be Though it's a blur there ain't no worry for me
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Verse 1 (Halfcut) A true master like Pete Rock that love when the beat knock I'm Hip-hop from my fitted down to my Reeboks the art of rap Laying down your vision on a track While these DJ's dig for wax like some ancient artifacts Running laps 'round these cats like the record ? Chin checking 'em if they don't know what game they getting in (yo!) if my pen's painting pictures and projecting them Then I guess this beat's a two way mirror my thoughts reflected in Got me questioning who on top and who's electing them Cause no one's touched my raps ever since I first perfected them Back in the day as a youngin' growing up doing shows No one showing up now we got the crowd going buck I'm a beast the type to pull the pin out with my teeth Explosive launch grenades in the middle of the streets Yo peace to all my homes rising up from underneath Stay hungry for them beats and get prepared for the feast Verse 2 (Hex One) These frauds is taunted by fate but me I'm haunted by the artists I ate I live my thoughts beyond a dollar sign's weight Beside a dotted line's fake peons without a grind personify hate You must be out of mind if I don't rhyme great we shine eons duke Get your face mushed we apes on these strange cuts So wake up and cop the tape for eight bucks you snake fucks We only let you skate once it sucks get your stage flushed It's straight but isn't making the place jump it ain't us The flows we bust is dope enough to make the jakes rush Like Michelange a master with the paint brush Back in the day I just sat in class crafting a page Packing rage like a rabid phantom trapped in a cage Now I'm a monster charged with spittin' rhymes and mantras Equipped with arms like Nicaraguan contras Call the doctors for these minors trying to live this art of rap Ironic how this beat can give a heart attack (word'em up son)
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Verse 1 (Hex One) Formless figures in this dark abyss spawned with fingers Born as diggers in this caustic mist the primordial triggers From prime audio spinners to spitters to hoards of disks To cosmic rifts just to keep an audience drawn with bliss It begins through an infant galaxy's prevailing arms Making songs with forces formulating covalent bonds From a race that’s now erased and gone And the eclectic yet neglected dialectic of these ancient psalms He rose with prose before this sea of natives raised their arms and chose The latest cars and clothes to weigh their cons and pros And after all the hecklers of this rhyme craft He still exhales the echoes of a time past and knows that though This battered game is just a shadow of its former greatness This ain't a battle just to scorn the fake shit we take it From the dormant pawns that forfeit skill as they move through To orbits that keep it real as they used to word bond Chorus (x2) A former shell of what it used to be You swore it well but torn and frail is what it proves for me Distorted tales of where these moves could lead The stories tell the more it fell the more its roots could breathe Verse 2 (Tek-nition) She knows she's using her last paint brush smeared lipstick Mixed in her MAC makeup to mask the last break up the past This glass makes up for fashion panties yanked up her ass This fast famous with class that crash and always laugh before destruction Pure function that would ignore corruption but now it's poor production Yearning more consumption right before she fucks him She blasts his music really loud as the chorus thumps In her soulless eyes a faint description of what she holds inside  Obsessed her estrogen is wetter than forest stream Her medicine's like Claritin Excedrin and Morphine It's nothing new her pussy spreads like it’s a quarantine A plague to force a scheme unto its death or to a dormant dream Another up and coming rapper with a morbid theme Who wants to shine like an aurora beam and put on for his team Such an allure to take a bad step her soul purpose To explicitly purchase his soul 'til his last breath   Chorus (x2) Verse 3 (Self the Bluest Eye) Yo the Sharpie glisten so park it you gotta listen I'm not a Christian but shit's been awfully gifted and so oddly lifted That the starship's sitting side ways it sees it my way The scripts the notes the first drafts and the colorful rhyme play Observe it perfectly poetic and immersive You hearing it one time and reminded later in first person That's my word son sentence and punctuation these youngins hating And stating fallacy and I don't feel up to wasting hard work Cause being broke could make the stomach hurt But starvation still ain't enough to make me wanna twerk and yo Dudes fake and flirt with lakes of skirts but I Relate from birth to death with rhymes that shake the earth See I need this you bleed this overstand it how I sees this It's like the truest love useless bunch you ain't even needed You breathing my breaths I could be using to relieve the stress The key is less more only ensures the game is death I miss how this used to be Chorus (x2)
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Verse 1 (Hex One) Define simple when a rhyme sticks to the mind's temple A fire's lit that could blind fictional ties to physical signs central To your eye's visual be wise if you Try to step to the mic it might resemble a Mayan ritual Devise a stencil for lines describing what I've been through Syllable science rips through typical spineless victims You pitiful swine is just food for lyrical giant pit bulls We give a flying shit stool what rhythm you guys spit to Criminal iron fist rule animal prime my mandible's shrine Was crafted like a caliber nine pistol Capital crime limbo's the practical time window For tracking divine instros with rather sublime tempos My pride intrudes and fries the mentals I climb into I try and include high induced with quiet pencils You find issues with my credentials we buying missiles If liars defy us with bias they could die eventful Chorus In the midst of all the panic it's like we all blissfully outlandish So we willingly continue all the damage But hell I just light a L and flow to the visions of my plan And bob my head to the rhythm of the planet We living in the rhymes of a judgeless rule Where we transcend from nothing into something new My lifetime's just a sixteen bar verse with unstructured roots But the dopeness of it's up to you Verse 2 (Tek-nition) Verses chatter out of my data box with facts That my perfect patterns can paradox with aftershocks Of split inconsistency from my scatter plot Expand and catapult daggers to saturate your catalog And lodge a catastrophic cannon ball in your abandoned lot (doc) Documenting writtens my physics is cyber atomic Designed to deposit paradigms from a scientist's office Aligned and combined a Scientologist lion from Zion With Mayan astrology defining this giant colossus Colliding composites think you fly you can die in your cockpit Denying can modify your diet this iron is toxic Ironically thought to be a cross of a viable profit Inside a sarcophagus a shrine and a bible of Gnostics  Narcissistic martyr deciphering pliable clauses That travel like a typhonic tidal inside your metropolis Goliath leviathan swallowing islands and continents The prime audio novelist given rhythm within the planets Chorus Verse 3 (D-Rev) My mind is designed to inflict defiance Inside of a guys mental compliance and to Provide the stressin' and higher lessons causing a psycho tension On the lies you infuse I pry the tissues of blinded issues I can provide the iron to rise and put an iron fist in the sky To symbolize an alliance of civil minded men who ridicule The simple witted as well as women who realize that we misuse The gift of intuiton and inner vision I compromise your social science designed by a tyrannical giant Claiming the rights of the divine and the inhuman Will and drive to bring little lives to a tribal genocidal life And try to submit you to it and deintellectualize you and fit you to A diabolical prison but align with me and I'll align with you And in line we'll be lions who fighting a lie And if the lying wins I'll lie with you cause I'll die with you Ride with me and I will ride with you D-Rev Chorus
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Reminisce 04:19
Chorus (x2) Yo I'm just fina let this flow set it step out the realm of the poetic This game is trying to box me in but I won’t let it So watch me give myself to y’all raw with no edits Cause if there's something that you want yo you go get it Verse 1 I still feel like I'm on my first year This thought alone could make me burst tears Not making it's the realization of my worst fears Yo why did God put us on earth if it hurts here And elders just advise yo ass to go to church yea Right man I've been running all my life Since a youngin I've been ducking all my plights I'm exhausted now somewhere along the line I lost this ground and all my force and drive I tossed it out Fuck the cars and crowns cause yo regardless of what brauds I astonish It'll always be their flaws I acknowledge was born honest Yet I'm supposed to be that smart guy in college But I'm a diamond in the rough I ain't polished Shit no one is we take no shits yet no one gives An eye for an eye and no one lives So what's the basis this baited game is just confusion for the basic Who's blinded by illusions of oases they look twice That's why they perpetrate the crook life to lead your soul astray Cause now a days it's selling for a good price Yea today it's on but later on regret it Yo the minute that I play this song forget it Chorus (x2) Verse 2 So what is life a small phrase containing so much but what's the whole fuss I mean what was the trait that made it so rough Why we do we hold such importance for nothing important Thugging extorting to drugging and snorting Our leaders are nothing more than exceptional schemers Less than achievers when we should be professional dreamers And our own schools teach us how to be clones with no tools So we're either immature drones or just grown fools Believing nothing with meaning or substance just deconstruction With the youngsters looking up to the thieves and the hustlers Eager discussions about major league teams in abundance But never 'bout no politics we must be out of it It's counterfeit society is blinded and we're proud of it Regardless yo I gotta vent I mean this shit is absurd They speak like being ignorant is superb Then call you nerd like intellectual niggas is herbs Saying we're in decline when the actual figures is blurred So when I spit I'm pulling triggers with words yo But ain't shit changed still the same script today gets praised That's why this game's fit for dazed kids that ain't been raised but they've been Molded for prison yet they think that they're rouges in the system Scolded the wisdom but they chose to put holes in a victim Yea today it's on but later on regret it Shit the minute that I play this song forget it Chorus (x2)
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Verse 1 (Tek-nition) Inhale nitrogen and exhale to Venus my brail distinction is only felt with fingers Eyes is hopeless trying to cope the inner realms I dreamed in I fell asleep with divine and sprouted the trail of Eden I dwell in peace while my mind is clouded and Hell is freezing Counting on bail locked in a cell my jail's my freedom My only picture is holy scriptures to tell to Jesus Landscape with the eagle eye and propel the region Fuck handshakes from the evil guy of the devil's phoenix Please ignorance is bliss as bliss is belligerent Nations happy with war shit and piss on the citizens Greed you get a whiff and get we just an experiment We've just entered into mental misuse that's imminent Thieves don't trust as far as can throw em I feel the pressure at ease as I departed this poem It still affected my schemes and gets as dark as the omen That's when I tell em to leave this ain't the walk that I've chosen I put my heart and my soul in Salvador Dali motionless with the melting clocks Cascading while raft racing floating through Salem's lot Pass Satan while hell is hot felt stagnated from the seldom shock Fuck motionless I am fast pacing Verse 2 (Hex One) I'm jotting actions in my sketch book while acting out the tangents that my text took These clouds could act as accents for my stressed look My life is full of ups and downs like chess rooks and it’s coming at me sideways My crown's what keeps me grounded on these fly days I find ways To keep me on the grind cause spending time pays This ain't no social network give me my space the sly ace I scribble brittle riddles in your mind's page my lines lay on cloud nine The inner realm of where the crimes stay is outside My coded flow could make it colder in the south side Your flow just leaves a boa with its mouth wide (you prey) To Jehovah yo it's 'bout time you pray never doubt mine Without spines you lay I'm about rhymes today you will get outshined My word is bond like glue my heart is true the goal was just to scar your crew But yo regardless you're a target too motionless trust I thrust (word) When it's that time I don't discuss I bust you heard?
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Realities 03:23
Verse 1 Yo its like he's living in Cybertron the home of psychos and impersonators Vipers and ‘em terminators fighters with the thirst for papers Where a violent crime is common in the search for wages Despite the times eyo he finds himself immersed in pages Trying to find a method to see his grind reflected Design his fate and calculate a rhyme that I suggested The only factor in the climb is the time invested But he's a raptor in his prime that got his mind infested With the evils this kid done got him self addicted With that lethal shit injected with the needles Now he's well connected with the weasels neglected by his peoples Disrespected and rejected by his equals son They put him on blast he walks the gravel on his own They say he's just a brat that travelled down the wrong path So every night this kid fights with his likeness His conscious tries to tell him that he's righteous but my nigga we Verse 2 The verbal face mask blurting slurred words and fake chants He maps the turf to observe the snake tracks That’s left behind by all the friends that lied and swore their set's beyond just riding But this promise got him sticking out his neck without them All alone like he was thrown in outer space Without a place to call a home roaming now he's gone cold And in time that sentiment will grow potent Cause now the windows to their souls opened So there's no coping they say its only the eyes That let you see the fraud beyond the disguise Yo he's on to these spies evil shape shifters flakes and innate drifters Trying to get him for all the gold that he hides But he loses hope the more that he tries I seen him holding chrome To the dome of a clone he's known to despise So here's a quote for the wise be advised See through the scope that he implies and realize that...

about

A cosmic event so minuscule and rapid that it is unsure as to whether it even occurred at all. This was the precursor to the formation of String Theory. A group and its self titled album comprised of Epidemic's Hex One and Swedish beat maker Boom Bappin' Zombie Darney. Only outside the realms of a structured paradigm can such a happening even begin to be analyzed. So too only under these conditions can it be formed. With concepts ranging from the abstract to the concrete, this anomaly in space time, this rift in the conscious fabric of reality, this naked singularity attempts to answer the basic human question: who are we really? The ambiguity of the universe's many laws is what drives this question, as every soul on this plane is searching for their own personal theory of everything. We ride it's intergalactic currents, weaving between supposed realities and lucid dreams, only to reminisce on how beautiful it all used to be. A graceful marriage between multilayered resonance and the seemingly forgotten art of rap. The inception of this body of work blurs the notion of identifying it as an album, as it is
simply a juncture made possible by infinitely specific circumstances, without which, String Theory would never have existed at all.

If we are a simulation, then in the ways that matter to us... we are real enough.

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released March 25, 2014

Written by Hex One, Produced by BBZ Darney, Cuts by DJ Tha Boss, Cuts on "Realities by DJ Grazzhoppa.

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