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Artful Thesis

by Lost Contact

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1.
GRUESOME 01:58
You've never seen a more artful thesis, (flow) harsh and grievous/ taunting cops with a trail, of body parts and pieces/ a bunch of breadcrumbs, spelling out "RedRuM"/ I don't hear voices in my head, but instead drums/ steady thump, of the kick and toms, the snap of the snare/ the sizzle of the cymbals like static midair/ electrifying, performance, death-defying/ is that smell my "brain on drugs", or eggs you're frying?/ tipsy off whiskey, walkin' wit, a permanent stagger/ so hippies might mistake it, as a purposeful swagger/ I always keep a grim demeanor, plus I'm known to be vulgar/ SHIT!, I came from a place of brimstone and sulfur/ black vulture, circles overhead/ coming to feast on the track, when i leave that, cold and dead/ no simple scavenger, i don't fit in those parameters/ i'm here to steamroll foes, and all potential challengers/ When push comes to shove, get the monsters involved/ they throwing a temper tantrum, I'm tossing a Molotov/ problem solved, now I'm off, on tangent/ doing what I do, shots and brew, till I view- the room, slanted/ I run rampant, on scale of an epidemic/ I never flee, I never fail, man, I'm never timid/ ain't no gimmicks, no dupe, no double-cross or scheme/ never trust hoes, fuck how loyal they seem/ I don't got time for a ratchet, who be thinking she a diva/ and don't give daps to yappaz- or no bitch niggaz neither/ I may be the- geek and nerd, who seeks to heard/ but underneath I'm unique, and never weak with the words/ Don't wanna end up with your name known, engraved in gravestone?/ I suggest you outstretch limbs and just lay prone/ nobody move, nobody get hurt/ unless I came for your head, the rest submerged in the dirt/
2.
I.A.T.B. 03:38
I've been searching for love and acceptance/ it's time I accepted, the fact that, I am, surrounded by skeptics/ I admit, I work too hard to impress folks/ and they're scared to take a chance, yellow like egg yolks/ I ain't completely convinced, that they're worth it/ I don't believe for a second, that I'm perfect/ nah, I'm not one of the cool kids, or up the new shit/ but everything they do, and pursue, sounds stupid/ maybe from their point of view, it's the same for me/ that'd be a shame, but all the same, we'll see/ but thanks, to all those who let me peep game for free/ there's change on the horizon, finally in range to see/ no longer bound by chains, I'm free/ and i'll continue to be, what I'm best at, and that's being exceptional/ as far as anything less, death would be preferable/ chances of me losing, infinitesimal/ I don't know about you, but see I love what I do/ I live and breathe it, believe it needs me too/ so I strive to be the best I can/ I don't care if I'm not considered the best of the rest, I am/ I am, the best I can be, if you think it too, say "yes, I agree"/ whether you don't or you do, it ain't stressing me, cuz I am the best I can be/ when I spend a lotta time in my own head, it's my thoughts, I'm examining/ certain ones, shake me to core, like a tambourine/ I always had aspirations, to rule the land as king/ but I didn't know how, before, and that's the damnedest thing/ I deserve to elevate, I think that, aloud/ I spent too much time, just a face in the crowd/ this whole time, i been sitting on a gold- mine/ it's not for money, but I throw lines, that blow minds/ its been a slow grind, but I- understand now/ it's hard to learn from life, acting like, the class clown/ or letting critics put your craft down / so when they speak negative, I just laugh now/ you see the path now, that fate weaves, ain't make believe/ there is no mistake, there's things I can't wait to achieve/ and before anyone else would follow my lead/ I had to prove to myself, I could really succeed/ I don't know about you, but see I love what I do/ I live and breathe it, believe it needs me too/ so I strive to be the best I can/ I don't care if I'm not considered the best of the rest, I am/ I am, the best I can be, if you think it too, say "yes, I agree"/ whether you don't or you do, it ain't stressing me, cuz I am the best I can be/ I'll admit, all my self-promotion is shameless/ no shit, please dispel any notion it's brainless/ this is it, all well-thought, battles are hard-fought/ I will excel, or going through hell, was all for naught/ I give it all I've got, push it passed the limit/ I wouldn't deserve a shot, being too damn timid/ air in this land is frigid, but the breeze is strong/ But I held on to hope, you believed was gone/ They say the night is always darkest 'fore seeing the dawn/ it's repeated so long, I can't conceive it as wrong/ if I breathe it on a song, you can take it as true/ and despite all the tests and trials, I made it through/ this is me thanking you, and you know who you are/ you helped me to stay focused, though it drove us apart/ I won't lower the bar, that ain't never been allowed/ see I've only been proud, when I'm aiming for the clouds/ I don't know about you, but see I love what I do/ I live and breathe it, believe it needs me too/ so I strive to be the best I can/ I don't care if I'm not considered the best of the rest, I am/ I am, the best I can be, if you think it too, say "yes, I agree"/ whether you don't or you do, it ain't stressing me, cuz I am the best I can be/
3.
The Warlock 02:16
I've always known the microphone, was a crucial appliance/ I keep my flow and poems honed, in this acoustical science/ sonic sorcery, spitting spells forcibly/ this is art of war to me, and you are just a forgery/ more importantly, is the fact, you lack massive appeal/ panache and skill, not considered actually ill/ every rap; every track, we action pack for the thrill/ your live-fire exercise is our practicing drill/ where I learned I have a talent to strike with the mic/ i'm high flying like a shrike, impaling rappers on a spike/ i'm a challenge in a fight, i'm the worst-case scenario/ my bible page page flow, conjures plagues through the stereo/ famine and locust swarms, families mourn, their first-born/ and welcome death with open arms, rather then provoking 'Phorm/ be warned, I'm elite, I've never met defeat/ the one- you can't even beat, in your deep REM-sleep/ I'm underground like the morlocks, scheming a war plot/ goin hard wit a crowbar, knocking the locks off the poor box/ I'm trying to score pot, and a whore that adores cock/ to leave her with a look on her face- that's pure shock/ call it a sure shot, cuz I aim for the stars/ and I'm drinking white lightning outta large mason jars/ your feeble team- could never keep pace with ours/ best case scenario, your face get traced with scars/ (fuck your basic bars), nothing about me is rudimentary/ my path can't be tracked with GPS or telemetry/ mention me?, better use reverence with any reference/ my presence can either means you get blessings, or bloodied with weapons/ in the streets or in the sessions, watch how- you approach me/ I'm prone to bring terror, like bela lugosi/ the new hot stepper, like Ini Kamoze/ known for severing a head, just to use as a trophy/ I love it when the drums start chattering, man, like battering rams/ if you trying to not nod your head, they shatter your plans/ salivary glands, engage- when I stand on a stage/ cuz I been eating emcees like a cannibal plague/ my animal rage, ain't caged, I behave depraved/ I made you my slave, wit mixtapes and radio waves/ in days when my clan invades, you can expect slaughter/ and every carcass, turned into fodder for insect larva/ you can chin-checked or martyred, man the choice is yours/ here slurs and hurtful words get served like hors d'oeuvres/
4.
OVERDOSE 01:36
I spit dope like I o'd, crystal meth, coke, weed/ needle hanging out my arm, got severe nose bleed/ want me in rehab? I don't see no need/ don't bother givin warnings, making rules, I don't heed/ all I do is spit mean, make the trunk go BOOM!/ nothing else's dope as me, not mollies, ludes, shrooms/ not oxys, spew fumes, I Polly like a true goon/ give ya body brutal wounds, you potty in yo fruit-o-looms/ nasty- I stagger 'round, runny nose- dripping snot/ tracks, we beat em down, spit a hundred flows, sizzle hot/ burn like acetylene, sherm, amphetamines/ I'm a fiend nah mean? For Ketel one and ketamine/ fighting yo battalion off of vicodin and valium/ salivating off salvia, absinthe by the gallon/ people say I be wildin', I be downright embarrassing/ a'int that a fact!, every track's that heroin/
5.
It's been- a long time since we last crossed paths/ it was hard to come to terms with, but at long last/ I see truth clearly, through the fog of the past/ we had our fair share of tears, but we also had the laughs/ I wasn't good enough to you, it's true, I confess/ all I can do- is apologize, and wish for you the best/ yeah, I know, i was flirt, always chasing after skirt/ too busy doing dirt, to commit for it to work/ I've been a jerk, as you often said before/ no wonder you never felt secure, with me actin so immature/ but I implore you to understand that my lust was incredible/ and as a man I couldn't stand, to put your pussy on a pedestal/ if I wanted control, then the harder you'd grip/ and so we tried using sex as a bargaining chip/ but that could never work, so I stayed getting in trouble/ it seems we make better friends, than we did a couple/ another problem was, we both wanted to run the shit, wasn't it?/ when we couldn't get our way, we'd make a play for punishment/ we'd really just hurt our ourselves, even more than the other, and make it impossible for either one to recover/ now I'm sure, our love was more than a tug of war/ but we should've been a team, helping each other score/ you were busy at school or at work, you had your plate full/ and I was ungrateful, incapable of being faithful/ maybe you were the woman I shouldn't have let down/ maybe it wasn't my head you should've set the crown/ but if I stuck around, I'd only make you frown/ and you deserve more, someone who shows renown/ if we had both been about our biz, at the same time/ things wouldn't have turned out like this, but the blame's mine/ I've matured just enough, to admit my mistakes/ and apologize for when the road got rough, and heartbreak/
6.
Through the freezing cold- I go hard like 2 G's of old/ I'll proceed being bold 'til I've seized the gold/ or God retrieves my soul, and the agreement hold/ until I've achieved my goal, I won't concede or fold/ I won't break or buckle, not afraid of a struggle/ I won't stray from the fray till I got blood on my knuckles/ like Yeah, I done been in the drama too/ but I keep plodding through, I don't fear it cause my spirit's indomitable/ the fact that you refuse to share my views is comical/ if you can't accept the truth, how could I bond with you?/ cowardice ain't a trait, in which I associate/ that'll leave your growth rate in a frozen state/ life was heavy on my shoulders, but I rose with the weight/ in other words, what occurred is I chose to great/ and that's much to the chagrin of so called friends and kin/ but now there's only one I can trust in the end/ You see, I've grown so much, up here- in HIGH ORBIT/ I've learned it's better to die- then to not try or forfeit/ it sounds morbid- but that part is unimportant/ you see what you want, you gotta march toward it/ Now, I can welcome you with open arms and salutations/ but I don't need your approval or your validation/ your evaluation of the situation isn't needed/ but I reserve the right to treat it, as I see fit/ no doubt you formed opinions about what I do/ the downside is you're seeing through a limited view/ I'm not as timid as you, I'm not frightened, I'm courageous/ I reflect it wit my writing and reciting off the pages/ I'm going overboard, there's no reward for mediocrity/ no benefits that I can see/ the sideline is not for me/ climbing constantly, but my friends started thinning then/ cuz I'm determined to grind for more than bare minimum/ now I march ahead, regardless of all the strain/ I won't let the hardships I endured be in vain/ at the end of your days, when lights dim and voices fade/ I wonder- if you'll rejoice with the choices you've made?/ You see, I've grown so much, up here- in HIGH ORBIT/ I've learned it's better to die- then to not try or forfeit/ it sounds morbid- but that part is unimportant/ you see what you want, you gotta march toward it/
7.
The Shr3dd3r 02:11
I'm Life.phorm. the mighty author, style sharper than a tiger claw/ the mic is what I draw, to cut through ciphers like a mitre-saw/ riding in a flying saucer, looking to incite a brawl/ turn the scene to slaughter and then forget what I was fighting for/ you telling me that life is war, but nerds don't deserve to fight?/ I'll hit you in the sternum, with 67 serpent strikes/ spread plague in vermin bites, iller than the common cold/ perform alchemy, bizarre bars, realest solid gold/ propagate exotic mold, my techniques: top notch/ big feet, sasquatch, stomp beats, hop scotch/ shadowbox, throw haymakers, shatter yo temple/ fatal blow, game changer, Yosagi Yojimbo/ my mantra is simple, never flee from a lethal challenge/ cuz my hands, rip foes apart like eagle talons/ my goal, is put the game back in equal balance/ my goal, is put the game back in equal balance/ Anybody wit beef, catch brutal blows to the body/ I'm know to stay sharper than Oroku Saki/ in other words, you can just talk to the foot/ nah mean? it's no thing, leave yo whole team kaput!/ see I manage, to maintain advantage/ power in reign, devour the brain, insane preying mantis/ my schemes are the grandest, diabolical in nature/ methodical, my flow phenomenal on paper/ even better in practice, weave words like lattice/ only the mic matters, for that, you are unprepared/ got you scared, leavin shitty stripes in yo underwear/ you're unprepared, for different types of harm that I'll do to y'all/ cuz I'm the type, that'll shoot a gun at a voodoo doll/ I ain't fearing you at all, I ain't a reason to/ the thought of you being a threat is in-feasible/ unreasonable, too far fetched/ too bizarre and a stretch, I be going hard spitting bars till I retch/ when I draw or sketch, it'll leave you marked for death/ I took it away, any time you caught your breath/ watch your step, my word flip's like Walt with meth/ Anybody wit beef, catch brutal blows to the body/ I'm know to stay sharper than Oroku Saki/ in other words, you can just talk to the foot/ nah mean? it's no thing, leave yo whole team kaput!/
8.

credits

released February 23, 2016

LOST CONTACT is DOC BATTLE on beats; LIFE.PHORM on rhymes. (special feature by Johnny Walks The Wind). Thanks to Tilli Mack at SBP (recording), Ron at Nightsky (mixing/ mastering) and Jasmine Manubay (art).

Be sure to check out the video for GRUESOME, available now on YouTube! youtu.be/zdIFItpLh7o

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Super-producer DOC BATTLE and emcee LIFE.PHORMULA have combined talents to craft classic hip-hop as LOST CONTACT.

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