intro.
Thot Team Epic; who the fuck is you?
You’re outta luck; whatcha gonna do?
Well fuck ya hoes; and ya mama too!
The project blows; get the reference dude!
Thot Team Epic; who the fuck is you?
You’re outta luck; whatcha gonna do?
Well fuck ya hoes; and ya mama too!
The project blows; get the reference dude!
verse one.
I’ve mastered the art of the asshole, the Bastard,
The dickhead, the douchebag, the sarcastic last word!
A password assassin; a class in disaster:
The dog had it’s day, bitch; so go fuck your master!
I’m cheatin’ on death, while I’m cheatin’ my taxes;
I’m fappin’ to dick pics, or it never happened!
You joke and you’re laughin,’ while I’m fuckin’ your whore;
I’m your Richard McBeef; your Cho Seung-Ouiji Board!
I’m your V-tech reject; Sofa King Wee Todd Ed:
You still got V-card; your drapes are un-parted,
So pardon my Frenches, and “tailler mon pipe.”
My lead pipe Adventure Time puts bitches to sleep!
All the hoes the I’ve fucked; all the place I’ve been;
All the booze that I’ve drunk; all the drugs? I’m a fiend!
I’m no better or worse than me, so don’t let ’em tell ya!
Cause I’m Nunchuck Bitch, but I’m also Nursehella!
hook.
It’s the Thot Team, Thot Team!
We fuckin’ epic, and we get the cream!
So get the reference cause we ain’t no meme!
The effervescence is so fresh and clean!
It’s the Thot Team, Thot Team!
We fuckin’ epic, and we get the cream!
So get the reference cause we ain’t no meme!
The effervescence is so fresh and clean!
verse two.
Ignited a movement; others are washed, alone.
Didn’t even know I had students, but they Watched the Throne!
Modern anime rappers demonstrated I’m not alone
While I kept hustlin’ past disasters until I could cop a home!
Jacket-Kun/Otaku Jesus here to switch the thesis:
My Bandcamp subscribers are disciples; true believers!
Show love like Hideo Kojima has for Norman Reedus!
These bars for my NEETS and fujos; not for normal readers!
Shoujo n’ Shonen? No, it’s Onna to Otoko,
And me n’ Nunchuck are the only ones with a dope flow!
So impolite to say? But we really can’t sugar coat, bro:
We kept it hype all day while everyone else was one note!
Held F for respects for all of our competition,
Losing sight of the war, too focused on little missions!
Demons to our core; we never do little fission:
Critical on the critics, obliterated by writtens!
hook.
It’s the Thot Team, Thot Team!
We fuckin’ epic, and we get the cream!
So get the reference cause we ain’t no meme!
The effervescence is so fresh and clean!
It’s the Thot Team, Thot Team!
We fuckin’ epic, and we get the cream!
So get the reference cause we ain’t no meme!
The effervescence is so fresh and clean!
verse three.
David Berkowitz: son of the same Sam:
Finger fuck ya mom; get beat to death with the same hand!
Make an aquarium, straight outchea gang land:
Turn your little crip walk straight to a rain dance!
Blood in the streets, talking – flood atcha feet –
Opening in drawers in morgues, looking for somethin’ to eat!
This is August underground; well, at least for police
The floor boards won’t bleed; man, they bleed for the meek!
I’m unwashed; mainline with a stranger,
Then we fuck like dogs; boy, I must like raw!
Freebase picked me up like a bus line, y’all:
I take the bus line y’all, then I bust mine off!
I fuckin’ ate the face of white devils; cut mine off;
Ruined a brand new shirt; blood won’t run right off.
I beat my shit til it’s soft: nail my dick to a cross!
“Life is gay as fuck?” Bitch, this is the Real, god!
hook.
Thot Team Epic; who the fuck is you?
You’re outta luck; whatcha gonna do?
Well fuck ya hoes; and ya mama too!
The project blows; get the reference dude!
It’s the Thot Team, Thot Team!
We fuckin’ epic, and we get the cream!
So get the reference cause we ain’t no meme!
The effervescence is so fresh and clean!
outro.
Number one, no asterisk; check it: here’s the ass to kiss,
And everything we ever do turns into a massive hit!
Cause I’m Nunchuck Bitch: imma scotch guard your itch,
Cause I’m rockin’ the block with a cock in your bitch!
Y’all’re fake, and we’re the clique! Hella shakes; ya know we spit!
Anonymous yet novelists; top of every shopping list!
So don’t talk to the cops, cause imma pop like my pops,
And my team is epic: got brain like ya thots!
Bonafide bad bitch Hella spits hard and dirty; flowing brainiac wordplay that is unapologetically offensive - often at
machine gun speed. Her lyrics are testimony to a mafia daughter upbringing, and her fledgling days with the nerdcore scene, where she debued with "Nursehellentary". Influences include Kool Keith, Missy Elliot, Ol Dirty Bastay, OFWGKTA and Nirvana of course....more
A great insight into Beefy's life as he, like the rest of us, has to grow up as responsibilities grow. I love all the stuff about his family ... great Dad stuff. Steeven Orr
The arrangement and the seriousness in which Beefy doesn't take things too seriously is where this record, and indeed all of his works have really shined. This isn't to say the passion and the love aren't there, because they are, in spades. This is a fun ride through the genre of Nerdcore and there is a level of innovation in Mr. Keith A. Moore that has been honed to a fine point with the hilt being as blunt and unapologetic as ever! Electric X