blacktivism

by chris klippel

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released January 4, 2012

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Chris Klippel San Francisco, California

"a catchy mishmash of his clarinet, guitar, and loads of falsetto harmonies over toe-tapping rhythms . . . some of the most inventive sounds I’ve heard all year." - The Bay Bridged

Nominated for The Deli SF Magazine's Best New Artist of 2013

"keeping our city funky and colorful, a bright contrast beneath the machine grey cloud of the tech-age." - The Deli Magazine
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Track Name: chalk it up
I, I'll make the world youre feeling fine.
I just want to set you free.
I just want to be me.

I want to make the world you're feeling fine.
Track Name: bounce Light off
wake up with moonlight
the times right
at night my love

dont you want to
wont you be with me

you dont want to play the fool

sunlight
the times right
the sun, my eyes

dont you see youll
burn your being

the sun rays they dont hurt
but the moon might be better

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me

dont you want to
wont you be with me
wont you be with me

you do, but you dont want to play the fool

you do.
times right.

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me

bounce light off,
reflect it back into me
Track Name: Man
Im a man, i dont bow
but i stand and it makes me
better than the snakes
see my plan is to exist until
i cant, im about
where i am itll take me
to a better place and maybe youll see
me the way
be the way
see the way that all the snakes say
all the snakes say
me the way
be the way
see the way that all the snakes say
all the snakes say

but snakes: they cant fake their way to fame
they can show you a better way to make
better days. stay the same
youre tailor made to astound
where you dont know how
you wont know how
go back again

(i think you got it on lock)
(you diggin the same things as me)
(bird song, be strong, so long, hold on)
(i think i would like to try again)

now im back
and we wait for the attack
i dont owe you second place
you faked a better fate to play the game
youre tailor made to astound
where you dont know how.
you wont know how go back again.

(i think you got it on lock)
(you diggin the same things as me)
(bird song, be strong, so long, hold on)
(i think i would like to try again)
Track Name: why say stop (out of step)
why say stop when we say go
we say go we say go
who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes
why say stop when we say go
we say go we say go
who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes

watch the people listen what they say
watch the evil watch the bullets spray

bigger cities different bills to pay
different chills today, different feelings

stop, go

who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes
why say stop when we say go
we say go we say go
who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes

watch the people listen what they say
watch the evil watch the bullets spray

you say what we say has to stop
we say we wont take that shit
"drop the music now,"
abusing powers

why say stop when we say go
we say go we say go
who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes

watch the people listen what they say
watch the evil watch the bullets spray

bigger cities different bills to pay
different chills today, different feelings

stop, go

who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes
why say stop when we say go
we say go we say go
who says what we say goes
we say goes we say goes
Track Name: BONUS TRACK: ounce>light>cough
OLD SKOOL ROB: yo its the old skool rob
i rip mics to shreds
my rhymes are like hachets:
stuck in your head.
im the man
with the ultimate plan
stop obama's drones
and war with iran
i get so high i never touch land
i know your girl well
like the back of my hand
when i flow i bet you say, "OH!"
lay back relax and light up the hydro-
ponics, spitting like vomit
rhymes more classic than a shakespear sonnet
phonetically, alphabetically
spitting melodies that even jesus called heavenly
BITCH!

KIPPLE MANG: i got presents
i got a big fucking bag full of pheasants
peasants resent my presence
heaven sent malevolence
recieved severence from god
im wanted at large
im throwing dirt clods
im the motherfucker in charge
spitting 8 bars, or 12
weed sitting on the shelf
im as short as an elf
hell, im hung as hell as well
i dont really shower, but i dont really smell

JOHNJONES: chilly willy child wild
coming out of hell
taking off my boots
dont mind the smell
they call me dead man cause im hung so well
ill ring your patti, your patti labelle
im a little baby animal, running around
running amok
and i just stopped giving a fuck
taking a dump in the back of your truck
that shits heavy
you never seen so much
DOO-DOO
im talking to YOO DOOD
you know i got a SCROO LOOSE
what? in youre butt WHAT? WHAT?

OLD SKOOL ROB: back again making you bounce
doing your mom in positions that i couldnt pronouce
you must be knowing from the skills that im showing
like semen from the tip of my dick im flowing
sporatically, what matters to me
i still left, but im the king of AG
yeah bitch, im out from the fog
im the gangsta OLD SKOOL ROB
all over your chest like a chilli dog
running this game like your only job
chris klippel, john michael is gay
uh YUM YUM EASY MONEY take it away

EASYMONEY YUM YUM: call me easy
easy money,
it aint easy to please me
smacking bitches named bre-z
when they acting sleazy
neck so icey, i make it snow
making the gold
now boys say, "oh she's so cold!"
looking hella fly
cant even say hi
?? supreme ?? keeping it real ??
gahh i fucked up

JOHNJONES: chilly willy living
innercity hillbilly
floating like a frog on a pad thats made of lilly
getting kinda sloppy
like a cheese-steak, philly
if you smoking what im smoking
then you feeling really silly
gotta compose
before we head out the door
gonna put on some clothes
and brush my teeth a little more
cause we looking real fresh
we looking for sex
we dressed to impress
and we dress to imPREGNATE
PREGNATE
leave the door open or the poo smell STAGNATE
STAGNATE im a mutha fucking magnate
im a magnate, yous a fagget
eating the flesh off my bone like a maggot

KIPPLEMANG: im chris klippel
im 11 years old
sitting in the back of my grandpa's ford
while he's smoking crack in the front with a whore
and i know i cant hit it but i aint even bored
theres a knock at the door
its a cop, he pulls a glock
on my gran-pops
so my gran-pops shot him in the cock
now the block's real hot
i tell him DRIVE, DONT STOP