lirik lagu mr. master - doubt
[prod. by mr. master]
[intro: grip grand, mr. master]
look! up in the sky!
it’s a bird! it’s a plane!
no, it’s~ what?
(winnin’ competitions with super raps)
doubt
man, this is the stupidest song i’ve ever heard
straight sos
(winnin’ competition with super raps)
need to cut that sh~t off, it’s too dumb
(winnin’ competition with super raps)
tell me about it
too dumb
(winnin’ competition with super raps)
r~t~rded, straight r~t~rded
[verse: mr. master]
from charging ap kids a stack to get my homework copied
to writing some of the stupidest songs no one has ever heard
you’d think a decade’s worth o’ wordsmanship
would guarantee metastructural integrity
when the meta’s only structured that worse
but that’s the way thеse things work
see, when i start getting all еxpressive and symbolic
it’s impossible for y’all to actualize an honest diagnostic
as if quoting aesop rock’ll make it more obvious
ultra is like a screensaver of 3d pipes
colorful and labyrinthine
but only ever seen if you do nothing for a really long time
and why? why bother tryna innovate in a sp~ce so trivialized
for the equivalent of a head pat and a get back in line?
for the heads, too shrewd. for the brains, too swine
for broadway,too broadly defined
and who am i to argue otherwise?
bedroom rapper solitarily confined
showin’ off shooin’ away the shine
when in reality, part of me would die for the…
not for the tributes or the titles
just the recognition of my work as worthwhile
to have the explicit goal of being misunderstood means
misunderstanding maxes upward mobility
toward a downward spiral
i’d be a god d~mn liar if i said i wouldn’t be gassed
if i woke up one morning and ultra went viral
this meritocraticism makes for a meretricious cycle
esoterica is a cruel mistress, and our marriage is final
scaling that up though
fame ever at our necks has chiseled our culture cutthroat
of course i would love a platform to broadcast from
but platforms and broadcast are the exact source of the problem
inherent in the medium~message dynamic
is the conviction that the message is worth mediating
it’s that conviction that has us deteriorating
to say nothing of the telephone game of meme~making
the train was derailed before it left the station
so tell me, how the h~ll do i spread the message
that the problem is spreading messages?
the issue demanding the most urgent attention
is that of disallowing urgency to demand attention
by the way, i’m a soundcloud rapper
i’m asking this question?
and who am i asking?
my viewership skews teenage demographically
multidimensional inconsequentiality
the circumstance would be laughable if in 2017
i chose not to direct this tragedy
when ultra first started, i made a pact
instead of living life humbly and purely
i’d jump in a hoodie and rap
half as a romantic act of dedication to craft
half fully prepared for a crash
knowing i’d be proud of the spot where i splat
i aimed for that
i asked for this flavor of feeling bad
rather than wrestling with having not and wishing i had
if only happily taking blame negated feeling sad
what conceit it is to suffer from impostor syndrome
my gigantic trophy case has fogged up windows
picture o’ health so long, got sick o’ yourself. how regretful
not the first timberless tree fall, not the last
ain’t a d~mn thing special
this obsession with exceptional neglects
the inseparability of said from
demonstration of rules as inexorable
what’s the opposite of survivor’s guilt?
way too overly technical
authenticity
saying simply
“it feels like i wasted ten years of my life”
isn’t me
i just talk super wordily
if you don’t understand my raps
imagine knowing me personally
layers of vocabulary curtain a man who asks nervously
“what is this new nerdcore thing even worth?
like, in terms of actually improving the earth?”
some days i wake up and ultra feels like a lie
heavy sigh
back to work
[outro: mr. master]
i am the best rapper you will ever hear in your life
guess that’s just somethin’ we’ll keep
between you and me
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