Opensource Lyricist

by Ultraklystron



released November 27, 2007

Written, performed, recorded, mixed and produced by Karl Olson, except "eighty three" which featured additional vocals by Zoe Castle. Copyright 2007 Karl Olson.




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Track Name: opensource lyricist
OpenSource Lyricist
Lyrics by Karl Olson

verse 1:
I could probably rap in VB / But then all these MCs
would then declare me / all too proprietary
But to rhyme open source /the Gnu Public adores
A license that'd force /me to live in poverty

can't give word code away/that's just game I just play
come on suckas just pay/ me a little royalties
I'll rap it all C/ or maybe PHP
post it in O G G/ just need a little money

I know it seems obscene/to ask for hard earned green
But my checkbook's means/ are just a little scary
It reads close to zero/And if some cash don't show
I'll take my rhymes and go/right on the Sanzu ferry

Everyone wants me to be an Open Source Lyricist
And it is for free they wanna be Hearin' this
Everyone just wants me to give it away
Not Understandin The Economics of my Everyday

verse 2:
Look, I'm not demanding some great sum/Cause that'd be quite dumb
I know that I'm not only one/with a meager balance
I'd like to like to come out even/but I gotta funny feelin
That I'll be further reelin/from the lack of allowance

CDs cost cash to make/Bandwidth's about to break
It can barely take/traffic belligerence
And for it weren't friends/supporting me with ends
I would imagine/ that I'd have no deliverance

So please just let this be/one and only plea
to those on P2P/this is my last contigence
Cause if I can't make enough/to pay for production and stuff/
Then for me it's tough/I'll drop this compliance


Verse 3:
Now please don't pay attention to the obvious fact
That I got ten Chrysler Maybachs just stashed in back
Please Ignore the Jaguars in my music videos
Cause don't you don't know that they are just rentals

Pay no attention to the man behind the green curtain
I'm the man up front in flames, and financially hurtin
Ignore the 1000 percent service charges on my tickets
Cause I'm up here kickin it all hardcore and wicked

Ignore the fact that for the most part this track's ironic
Focus on the fact like G U Is I'm so iconic
Ignore the truth that I'm really neither here nor there
But I'll quit music if payment stays incredibly rare

(repeat x 1.5)
Track Name: earn it
Earn It
by Karl Olson

my album's not even out yet
but I'm already writing my return
verbal pyrokinesis
leaving my old bridges burned

Miss Kazami and Mr. Saari
The teachers from who I learned
That the effort that's spent
Is the intellect and love earned

I'm back once again
nerdcore renegade master
notate my words in
gifs, jpegs and rasters

I overclocked my tongue
so I can speak faster
But I'm still without content
So instead I just blather

10 times cleaner than man
Named Marshall Mathers
Yet I still work word passion
Up into a lather

so behold as nerdcore zealots
come and gather
they rock this track on
IPods and soundblasters

I sit over the back wheels
where the bumps are hardest
on my headphones is
Kool Keith and Scott Hardkiss

Switch on the bass boost
cause it's like catharsis
Slip into cold sleep
Like I'm off Tarsis

I hear the Voice of a Distant Star
And Its My Own
Yet this Keitai Culture
Makes me so feel alone

In this Urban Archipelago
May exist my home
But Across the whole Earth
is Where my spirit roams

This album may seem egotistical
Its stories may seem mystical
But if makes the crowds hysterical
Then my errors are just clerical

Product placement's logistical
Cause my backyard could use a pool
I'd like to get Protools
And my DVD shelves aren't full

I mean sure I get screeners
As a member of the press
But as my budget gets leaner
My purchasing gets repressed

So I'd like to get greener
That fact I confess
So I'd shill vacuum cleaners
To end fiscal stress

Cause the fact of the matter is
I've bought so much anime
I could have bought an A Share
Of Berkshire Hathaway

Or could have had a venti mocha
Every single day
I could have sat around
And gotten "real paid"

Instead I make this nerdcore CD
In my bedroom
Hoping that my fan base
Digs Max Headroom

Cause if they don't like that sample
Over the bass boom
How will I get the cash
to become a forum goon?
Track Name: so long kids
So Long Kids
Lyrics by Karl Olson

Just when you think they've hit rock bottom, they go still farther.
4Kids does nothing but make otaku life harder.
So I think I've gotta message for that Alfred Kahn.
Enjoy your company now before it's totally gone.

Look, it's not your fault that company fell apart
Would have thought that kids that age are actually smart
Don't they just make jokes about fowl things like farts
I mean honestly, who would think that they would have heart

Isn't intellect and wisdom supposed to be adult-only?
All kids should care about are bratz dolls and homiez
So right now Al, you're saying "someone console me."
Apologies and condolences, no will hold thee

You say it's for kids/but in fact it's for no one
Spend dollars and quid/to edit out every last gun
I think it's time to pay the price and time to repent
I regret to inform you that your goodwill is spent



I've got to protest ya - you mislead your investors
So if I didn't detest ya - I'd be letting you fester
We didn't need your money in the shoujo fandom
I trust you like the makers of the Phantom

With the shows that you have - you should be at the top of the nation
But instead that title goes the crew at FUNimation
You think your Danish Card Game is gonna be a Sensation
You must not understand the word oversaturation

You can't even pronounce your own properties correctly
So I'd never invest in you not even indirectly
Yes I said your company's a terrible investment
I recommend to all your stockholders permanent divestment


I know in the late nineties you were the the top of the neilsens
But now you're burning up like spacecraft with out shieldin'
And if you think that Ms. Doremi can provide you with healin'
Back away from the property and please stop squealin'

If you had better treated the anime that you were dealin'
Your investments wouldn't have stopped rockin and yieldin'
So Please keep to yourself all your selfish fantasies
I don't care one bit about your fall do to vanity

4kids is best swimming with the fishes and manatees
We need to put an end to this virtual insanity
At the time I'm writing this it isn't yet a reality
Make it Happen With Your Actions/Drive 4kids to Bankruptcy

(ch.) x 1.5
Track Name: internet
by Karl Olson

The Net's A Comedy Goldmine
But I'm trying to find
Parts for my Vic-20
The Net's A Infinite Wasteland
Lacking good taste and
It can get so scummy
The Net Can Be So Precarious
Yet So hilarious
That doesn't concern me
The Net has princes deposed
And many pirated shows
And spyware just to burn thee

Well, wait that's a falsehood / I own no such computer
But I own a TRS-80 / Just looking for a suitor
Some one to purchase it / perhaps via ebay
I'll auction it along side / the piles of anime
Sent to me by companies / and of shows I didn't like
And I'll Sell it all / because some guy stole my bike
No seriously it was snatched / from beneath my front porch
So I need to get a new ride / preferably one that can scorch
Maybe a Unit Zero One / Or An R X Seven Eight
They're both emo kid powered / so on that note I'm great
Driven by bishonen guys / with twinkles in their eyes /
with no shonen-ai / they'll ride or die / with a of side fries

I can derail threads/like Amtrak derails trains
Step up on my internet / I moderate with no pain
But Your ships and your pairings / are driving me insane
If you don't stop I'll delete you / like Serial Experiments Lain
I'll scratch you like a record / Decode you like a D V D
Throw tomatoes like a heckler / from the I M D B
Put you on a reality show / for Must See T V
Now for here's a cease and desist letter/ from N B C
Now I'm kidding about that / it's just some irritated humor
I've got a much more polite way / of dealing with net tumors
If you're breaking the rules of the board / I'll drop the ban hammer
So don't flame, troll or curse / and definitely don't be a spammer
Track Name: decisions
by Karl Olson

Luke Skywalker had it easy / cause he could feel the force
All I've got is my blood / and regret and remorse
Should I watch that anime? / no it's fanservicey and sexual
But I think it's kind of funny / you're succumbing to the devil
Now I know there is no satan / that ain't part of my faith
The faults gotta lie within me / so I must set my own pace
But it's hard to be righteous / to be kind to be friendly
All at that same time / without it being false and empty

I'm not normally the type / of person to speak in platitudes
But the basis of faith / is transcending our baser attitudes
Our habits, our fetishes / our animalistic instincts
The vitriol of violence / rather than taking time to think
It's a hard life being torn / between progress and regress
I'd like to confess / absolution leaves me possessed
Of a conflict between / there is no gray space or solution
Torn in two by right and wrong / leaving me in confusion

Gonna carry that weight / every single day
Bare the chest to slings and arrows / even though it don't pay
I have to contemplate / just to make my way
Through decisions I am sortin / through a b-tree array

I have trouble passing through / these tests and difficulties
No one else to hold on to / so quick to fall for the sultry
Mixed with the innocent / to confuse my senses
But if I buy in / then I'll be building some fences
Between myself and my beliefs / becoming a hypocrite
But it's such simple relief / just to opt out and quit
Just Control Alt Delete / my super ego for a while
Giving into the ideals / that are totally vile

Selling out my potential / and selling myself short
Destroying my credentials / resulting in a report
In the media about how / Ultraklystron's a punk
All my friends feel betrayed / saying "who have thunk?"
He's a double dirty-dealer / he's like Snidely Whiplash
Templing his fingers / curling a fake mustache
For being a backbiter / not a freedom fighter
An evil insighter / Rather than being the decider
Track Name: PAeXpo
by Karl Olson

Waking up everyday / to the sound of NPR
By 6:30 in the morning / I'm heading to the car
But first I gotta get changed / I gotta get bathed
Gotta get out of bed / hopefully unscathed
Stumble up wake up / put on glasses like I'm Urkel
Fall down and don't get up / for the win full circle
Did - I - do - that? Well yes I did!
Stuffed my backpack with manga / and CDs for the kids.

I hope to meet in line / One who wants a CD signed
By the artist who created it / and rapped in double time
Though my dreams of being nerdcore's next generation
Come second to the trandcentalist sensation
I'm betting I'll be getting / when I see the MCs
Frontalot and Chris Ward bustin it verbally
Not to mention the arcade / with the super free play
How much DDR and Berzerk / can I work in 3 days?

cause the crolisk's out / but floppy disk's in
everybodies preregged / outside chillin mixin
talking / DS rocking / in the line since 8
Bawls ratting / Pokebattling / And we just wait for
A sign that we can the enter premises / Battle our nemesis
Fight through the throngs of linux supremicists
Then wait in line again / to ensure good seating
Though very politely / cause you don't want a beating

From A Dominatrixed / Ichigoberry Shortcake
Double damage dealt cause / now I've got a court date
From a greeting card company / notorious and litigious
Won't say it by name / maybe then they'll miss this dis
Meanwhile in the line / I see another nice girl
Nursehella from BC / yeah she's rocks my world
But I'm here to game / To Play without any shame
I'm Going Psycho / Cause Here's Tycho / With the chorus again

Omeganauts with a shot / Show us what you've got
Even though the path is dangerous / and blatantly frought
With Open lava pits / and fireballs on the beat
Grab your controller right now / it's time to compete

Here's comes the facts / that you can't forestall
But while I'm thinking / here's the clinking of / bottle of bawls
I'm full throttling y'all / but with a cottling call
I'm can leave you bedazzled / like your name's Brendon Small
Back to the point / I'm happy that I met all these people
Under what is best described as gaming's first steeple
United in a love of what the mainstream eschews
Whose Thinking it's extreme / to a take postive view of

People pushing buttons / in a certain combination
None of us are violent / and we're not a deviation
And the Minor depravation / of some of our delegation
Is not an honest reason / to make lots of legistation
Curbing free creation Via / silly machinations
Supported only by those / living in true isolation
Cause though the average man / may never play on a LAN
He's still plays his console / And he objects to those plans

See when I'm on my console / I get to whompin
On NPCs but / that enrages Jack Thompson
Who firmly believes / video games are a disease
that furthers violence with ease/come on player please
rather than listen to pleas for free speech / he'll just preach
filing pointless legal briefs / against contrary beliefs
Look I've played FPS / since I was 6th grade
All it has done is ensure / That I won't get paid

Cause each paycheck / goes into the latest games
And other stuff considered / equivalently lame
clean doujinshi / of ojamajo doremi
oh say can't you see? / I'm Harmless Completely
Any violence in me / Halo depletes thee
Motive and Energy / For a Killing Spree.
I assure you I'm not scheming / I've got no evil ploys
Cause all I care about is how I / clocked over Asteroids
Track Name: mahou shonen theme
Mahou Shonen Theme
by Karl Olson

Mahou Shonen
In the name of earth / You're bringing lyrical myrth
Karl Olson
Ultraklystron Credited / Live and Unedited
Mahou Shonen
From your local shotengais / Straight to your local Fry's
Karl Olson Reporter / 6 foot 2 and no shorter

It was an summer day / in the city of Townsville
I was walking to a Walgreens / cause I needed to chill
I was feeling overheated / but I wouldn't be defeated
I got a box of otter pops / but the price was deleted

Not wanting to wait in line / cause price checks take time
I scanned for other cold confessions / maybe something lemon lime
I found something in clearance section / only seven cents
Sure it was strawberry flavor / but that price was heaven sent

I walked up to register / and gave the clerk the cash
Then into a paper bag / the Ice Cream bar was stashed
I took it right out / the second I hit the door
When I took the first bite / I was like "man, score!"

It was really quite delicious / wrapper said I won a prize
It said you're the chosen one / so just now close your eyes
Suddenly a flash of bright light / then something hit my head
It was a microphone scepter / and instructions that read


I was totally freaked out / I thought without a doubt
That I must be on Candid Camera / Almost made me wanna pout
Cause Now my clothes were crazy too / pink raver pants and matching shoes
Covered in hearts stars and rainbows / I suddenly had the blues

But then I saw some old lady / in the parking lot
With a couple bad muggers / Trying to steal what she's got
I then realized why / I'd be been given this power
I knew this that moment / could now be my finest hour

I grasped the scepter microphone / freestyled the magic words
The thugs just looked like / they'd never seen it this absurd
But soon the spell took effect / as I came live and direct
Busting about how The Incredibles / is much better than Shrek

They renounced their gangsta ways / now they are animators
They're doing animatics / for show about Darth Vader
Meanwhile I've become / the mahou shonen MC
Magical Boy fights for justice love and unity

ch. x 2
Track Name: mc urban planner
MC Urban Planner
by Karl Olson

From your local Taqueria
Harujuku to South Korea
Mos Burger or Lotteria
I'm droppin onemotepedias

Reprasent for Pyocola Analogue
One of her Medic Dogs
I'm not your demogogue
Nor a Spacely Sprocket or a Coswell Cog

I'm the next rebirth of Clow Reed
And I've got no greed
I just must suceeed
Hyperkinetic beyond all needs

So I'll go crazy on the microphone
Got nothing to lose
Like McCauley Culkin in Home Alone
or Maybe Tom Cruise

These MCs front like they're the Greatest
But they are not players
I shouldn't need to explain this
They are just CS Majors

I fall into the same camp
Just in a different manner
But atleast my name is not
MC Urban Planner.


The rap scene of the nerd is littered with diversity
So Wired's focus on one segment is kinda cursin me
To continue to strive in the land of obscurity
Ah well I'll just use the time to graduate from university

Meanwhile I'll hone the style and dexterity of my flow
Cipherin bout Kimiko and Piro out of MegaTokyo
Getting respect from Penny Arcade yeah namely Tycho
Then grow a beard to be feared like the crew from Etro

You Know that I could be your substitute mc chris
I worked on Sealab too - cept all I did was dis
On Episode S B 0 0 thirty three
On the Sealab Season Three Hatred Commentary

So I'm known nationally reknown as a critical geek
And even MC Chris knows that I'm a cosplay freak
Put on the raver pants and gloves at the apex peak
Become the mahou shonen protector of the meek


So called hardcore mc's give me nothing but flack
Cause don't drink/don't smoke let alone hit crack
Not even other nerdcore artists seem to have my back
But a need for intoxication is something that I lack

Now I'm not trying to sound like I'm Nancy Reagan
Nor intellectual like Steven Hawking or Carl Segan
This ain't a call out - I'm not pleadin or beggin
Just trying to explain why I'm not self bakin

Now part of it is faith and part of it's allergies
But one part is greater and it is most importantly
That I already redefine the words very scatterbrained
Not at all flattering - but atleast I'm still kinda sane

Atleast I can spit and rock navi like my name is Lain
And I've got the luck of fifty thousand folded paper cranes
Music up in Pringles Ads like I'm house of pain
With the verbal anesthetic - lyrical novacane


At one point I didn't think that I would complete this album
Cause my work was nearly turned to dust and talcum
My hard drive almost died - so my machine wouldn't start
It killed my heart - It was like I took a shot in the dark

This situation was dire - leaving me so infuriated
It was like album suddenly got hurnieated
Push came to shove it could've been recreated
But it pained me to see my work so soon negated

That's not to say I didn't back up my system
But the situation made me feel like I was a victim
I felt like issuing Maxtor a brutal dictum
I felt if they were on my IRC channel I would've kicked 'em

Well I recovered - even wrote lyrics while I reinstalled
Dreamt of what I'd produce like Kanye West or Prince Paul
Prayed I'd I never ever ever have to do this again
Wrote about in my emo blog for all of my friends.

Track Name: void function
void function
by Karl Olson

I need some pointers / and I need some classes
I'm your average nerd / pocket protector and glasses
I know it sounds cliche / But this is one for the masses
Soon it will be passe / Evaporated into gasses

I'm not here to fight but I must rebuke ya
Kick you up side the head like Light Speed Susuka
Rock it like counterstrike with so called Bazookas
Like my name is Willy Wonka and You're Just Veruca
Rock my tech my from South Korea, Japan and China
Live from One Twenty Fourth to West Nine Regina
From my backyard to Charley in North Carolina
I can I only hope one day the good luck will find her
So I come to stop to the lesser mcs and cynics
The ones busy fighting over what better windows or linux
Complaining about movies like Daredevil and Riddick
Pay no mind to the fact that I am also critic
Cause I'm also programmer of the worst class
Never been slashdotted or even slightly harassed
For the code I've stole to create and make my programs work
No comments in my dev blog / am I that much of a jerk

Look now I need that functionality
Or else my program won't function in totality
By the rapidly approaching deadline
That I was unfortunately just assigned
So I'll Rock it with the dual shock with the dual triggers
I'll Reduce it down to parts like it's Pinky Street Figures
Even if mean this program has to get a little bloated
I'd rather that it work than be garbage sugar-coated
So I'm not trying to be mean nor foreboding
But perhaps I should start doing / my own work my own coding
So I step up and start banging on my keyboards
I gotta step up and write to get the high score
Cause You know that I am reaching for the pinnacle
All these other programmers are just so cynical
All played out than saying anime's just tentacles
Like they're Harry Knowles from the site called aint it cool

It's like my name is train man / single track like rain man
And I bring the pain and / I turn up the gain and
I try to seduce all the bishoujo drinking bling juice
By busting rhyme nonsensical like I'm Dr. Seuss
Other otaku mcs rap about their 2D-complex
I rap about my debut cause straight I'm outta comdex
ADV reads my reviews and then takes quotes outta context
Still not playing live venues / I'm too busy readin comics
Track Name: priceless
by Karl Olson


I played para para paradise/Till I needed 4 advil, a heating pad and bucket of ice
Now I know that on the surface that seems contradictory
But understand that I had to impress people on the periphery
Of my vision/so I had to make a decision/
Could I intice the animation representative cause she was all livin
La vida de la otaku / so I had to pop lock through
the non-stop bonus stage with out a flaw in my attitude
she quite was impressed/and did I mentioned she was dressed
with elegant gothic lolita style/that leaves geekstas distressed
I knew that if I pulled it I could raise my site's profile
And I maybe I could even get Kyle Pope riled
Cause Mr. Edit List would be all like "How you'd get that interview?"
And I'd be like "Not only that but then we knocked back a few"
7ups, or atleast that's I had,
but seeing an EGL sip a brewski is almost sad
yet almost intriguing in the bizarrist of ways
but this is just another story another magical play
seriously, I'm blending pieces of fact with fiction
So just give me a few seconds to just clean up my diction
Let me make sure names are changed so I can dodge friction
And weed out all the fallacies so I speak with conviction


An half hour well spent is an half hour forever
Even if it means that my mind suddenly isn't clever
A couple old DVDs isn't the nicest
Mad respect to the one who's an anime isis

An half hour well spent is an half hour with you
Even if it means that something else didn't come through
50 dollars of Manwha isn't the nicest
Hanging out with producers is totally priceless



I went down to an anime con as press/
and the organization was frankly a mess
I barely caught a panel from this manga company
The one that released gravi in two thousand and three
But earlier in the day I hit the dealers room
And instantly my nerdcore eyes were consumed
with a trailer for an anime I totally love
It was like a destiny passed down from above
So I tryed to do my best to seem more professional
But I think my words hinted at just how confessional
My fanboy self was/ and that just because
I'd never seen the show in question with out the fuzz
Of poor fansubbing/and I was so loving
the raw quality of this studios dubbing
They said they have a screening of the show right at 9
Which made my heart go doki doki in no time
But when the hour arrived/my emotion dived
Looked like they got the wrong info which made me sigh
But I then it picked back up when I glanced down the stairs
Because what should be before my eyes right there
But a cosplayer of the series in question
Perhaps a gleaming element of hope's last bastion
But fate would one up even my wildest dreams
It was the producer of said program so I contained my screams
Took a couple of pictures stuck up a conversation
Then greatest thing happened to me in this otaku nation
She asked me directly "would you like to get a drink?"
So I replied "of course" cause it took no time to think.
The part about beer and 7up was totally true
Some more passes of the chorus and this rhyme is through

I can't believe it either.

Track Name: fashionable
by Karl Olson

Attacker hacker mcs / try drop to a pair of disses
I ignore them cause I'm watchin / episodes of para kiss, kid
Their atelier gets accolades / from Paris back to Adelaide
Lolita Maids Get Real Paid / But still that style is just so played
Though it is sometimes sported / by some gaijin jouseikousei
Perhaps the demise as reported / will not happen and that is ok
Yeah Wait, It can't fade, / from Harujuku to Akihabara
Sported while riding a vespa / or maybe a 6-7 Impala

Wish I had my own anime / about hot high fashion
With elegant design and / shoujo romance passion
Instead I just drop references / while I'm beat mashin
Watching Mad Money / while the stock market's crashin
I cash in my options / Invest in Madhouse Animation
Before things really get droppin / Besides they're so amazing
And though I'm still copping / on the runway fashion nation
I still stick to hip hoppin / of the nerdcore persuasion

Bishojo in Vivian Westwood
Bishonen always lookin so good
Ultraklystron speaking in third person
With lyrics to make the kawaii fashion burst in

Bishojo chill up in Shibuya
Bishonen eyes just see right threw ya
Increase the highlights an extra 50 percent
Make all the otaku feel the need to repent


I'm not a dapper dan man / but I am a dapper dresser
Got the clean cut look that / makes people confess there
Love and adoration / for this young mc
At least until I turn / about say maybe 93
Then I'll be so old n' rusted / not to be trusted
All aged and diseased / and maybe barnacle encrusted
Until then you better keep / the floors clean and dusted
To make sure I've got a surface / for the moves that I've busted

I'll keep on rolling in / the cosplay style I've pioneered
In the sense that I step up / on the mic with no fear
Of reprisal from rifles / of the otaku players
Though maybe it's the references / to Magic Knight Rayearth
I won't trifle with cute girls / with the EGL bibles
Like I'm Eiffel I'm blue / because I feel I'd be libel
To step out in to a world / where there'd be a tumult
Wearing my smooth coat / in front of my fanbase cult

I got more costumes and style / than Cardcaptor Sakura
Communicate to alien races / like Lieutenant Ohura
More kawaii n' superfly / than Nekodashi Matsuri
Overclocked n' overdrived / I'm always up in hurry
Got more spice than Mister Lister's / Vindaloo curry
And I'm Loved by all weirdos / though not down the furry
All moe like Range Murata / Or maybe even Azumanga
Four leaf clover like Yotsuba / Getting down in Aruba

Ganguro style like peach girl / is something that I beseech girls
To totally forget / I shouldn't have to teach girls
That our star burns / and that cancer's unfortunate
If the body is a temple / then don't blatantly discrete
But I guess fashion rules the roost / when push comes shove
With it's incidental magic / and it's potions for the love
But I'm proud of what I've got / makes me weird in this situation
I'll leave my body alone / stick to case modification
Track Name: hit reply
Hit Reply
By Karl Olson


Ultraklystron droppin verbage for the
Time for nerdcore stylings that are greatest yet
Smart alek vagaries and verbal tet-a-tet
In other words 5000 references that you won't get

I'm the otaking
My otabling
Is taking over everything
Where is I sit
It has no pointless posturing
Just keep postin
Like McDoujin
Absurdity from anything
Props to Pancho
And Umino
And Anyone Matt Wilson-ing

Bringin it Machiavellian like Ichigo Morino
Bringin that fan based style like I'm Gainax or I'm Gonzo
Sugoi Kawaii-ist Lyricist like I'm Clamp's Sumomo
End My Rhyme Nyo Nyu Gema Represent for Koge Donbo
Comedic violence of the old skool like I'm Tom and Jerry
Super-Deformed Comedic Takes like JCStaff and Tex Avery
Verbal fanservice on the internet where it can be shared free
If it were visual residuals would go to the Dirty Pair team
Cause this is Cowboy Nerd Hop/Style where words drop
Spike TV's all slop/CN rocks non stop
Take a spaceship and some shonen and then just call it Toomami
Take a trip below the surface and then just call it Miguzi
On one block pull out all stops to run Naruto and Rurouni
On the other little sisters get watch the TMNT
College Hipsters stay up late to watch Quagmire and Stewie
Later on while nearin dawn you can check out FLCL

(Chorus) x 2

This second verse is a non-sequitor
Anachronistic like it's gigantor
It's breakbeat not 4-to-the-floor
It's random like an instant door

Fraudian like Evangelion
Cause Shinji's Just Hellion
"Father's like a decepticon"
"Mom's soul's in an automaton"

Like it's elegant and gothic
Like a Vampire Hunter fanfic
Like a DBZ fanatic
Rock Psychosuspense phantastique

Like it's little and it's plastic
Like it's FLCL Addict
Like a brick or two of mastique
Rock this Edict from your attic

A newtype idol that is vital like my name's Rabi en Rose
Visual Style & High Profile enticing every bishoujo
If they wanna try and find me they ought to follow there nose
I'm the w007 700P lucky charm at the end of the rainbow

I'm hardcore yet coquettish / as if my name was Seiji
But my right-hand's not my girlfriend / this ain't midori no hibi
It's old school restoration / like the era of the meiji
It's new school demonstration / cause like it's Powerpuff Girls Z

(Chorus) x 2
Track Name: hikikomori
by Karl Olson

Now Here's a little self-concerned
boring story
About how I've become 100 percent
An unmotivated shut in
Scorning everyone who butts in
Closing off every line
of open discussion

Lost in a manga made
psuedo reality
Where welcome to the NHK
Is my specialty
Surfing every image board
On the surface of globe
Moe girls w/ glasses
Looking like they're Lisa Loeb

Strung out on energy drinks
Till I can't think/breath stinks
Sliding down the slope
Like I'm skating down an ice rink
Living in isolation
Devastation/in a nation
Where I oughtta be tryin to make to the most
of this great creation

I was born in to hit America
Wait does nobody care?
If this tale isn't scarin' ya
You better beware
This tale's not for the weak
Cause I redefine freak
Atleast in my mind/cause I can't find
The strength that I seek

I'm alone (I'm alone)
Hikikomori's the lifestyle
You thought otaku was bad
That stuff is just for a child

I'm alone (I'm alone)
Hikikomori's the lifestyle
You thought otaku was bad
Come live this life for a while

I'm alone (I'm alone)
Hikikomori's the lifestyle
You thought otaku was bad
That stuff is just for a child

I'm alone (I'm alone)
Hikikomori's the lifestyle
You thought otaku was bad
Just waking up is a trial

Soul crushed and impacted
in this urban landscape
I can't escape/ from the fate
I have brought on to my plate
I've got no abilities
Lost my facilities
To find a reason
to utilize my known agility

I am the morning DJ
on my podcast
which had like 2 listeners
at the count I made last
And My Blog Cleared
2000 Visitors the other day
Though I guess the spiders
Could stack the counter that way

I've been respected by my peers
In nerdcore and drum and bass
So when that high school reunion happens
I'll like the look on there face
When I say I've been featured
on Canadian TV
Though I'll negect to note my content
Was used for free

I'll mention my press status
I'll mention my home business
I'll build a psuedo-latice
But I won't bare false witness
I'll simply ignore the facts
that are inconvenient to me
And Continue down this path
Of duplicity

I run my computer all the time
Just to get all of my torrents
dropped and seedin
It's only way I can find
the fansubs I'm needin
I'll kill time by readin
doujinshi by bleedman

Cause it's so kawaii
It almost makes me cry
It's nice to feel emotion
Even if it's a lie
is there a conspiracy
To make us all lonely nerds?
My retort to those reports
Would be a waste of words

Gainax and Gonzo
Diddy and J-LO
Drop lines that we toe
Till we just don't know
The boundaries and the basis
And our reason to live
This seclusion/these delusions
Aren't something that I forgive

It's pointless/But not hopeless
Some one think of the kids
Don't get sucked in to this world
Through deceptions and fibs
The glamor and the glory
Of these get girl stories
Destroy us deep inside
Via immoral allegories
Track Name: script kiddie blues
Script Kiddie Blues
by Karl Olson

I'm the definition 1337 h4x0r
Your firewall takes no time to craxor
You should've better protected your system
Because your on a basic cable modem
What Did you believe the guy @ circut city
when he said your all of files would be secure
That was definitely just a front G
when he sold you that cheap, off the shelf router
Now I won't look at all your crucial data
That you put in a folder called private
This ain't personal I'm not a playa hata
Understand this I'm just h4x0r white hat
I'm so not doing this just to be vicious
I just think hackin open systems is delicious
I hack through hubs, routers and switches
Can't hide my footsteps cause I'm just another script kid

I'm proud of my actions
I'm proud of my hacking
Though the fact remains
Script Kids are all The Same

We've got no real skill
But we still feel the thrill
Until the FBI comes in
With their license to kill

I'll leave your online bank account alone
Because I know that jail is where I'd be thown
And I don't want to be violated
By some guy into hitting on script kids

Yay for Vigilante justice on the Internet
Overload their website till they get it
Only corporate power abusers
Don't need to DOS the home user

I will gladly hack up terrorist sites too
Because they definitely deserve it dude
My acts might be considered malicious
But I definitely can't tolerate hatred

Oh I think I'm hearing pounding on my door
But I think I knew this day was coming
Time to microwave my system and my stores
Illicit software, music and everything
Track Name: full disclosure
Full Disclosure
by Karl Olson

I've seen nerd rap go from
zero to commercial
Rappers from the suburbs
Fronting like they're controversial
It's a joke It's a comedy
Except with out hilarity
Watching some upper crust kids
Spit lyrics that are parody

Posing like they've had
it hard in their life
After the tour they just go home
To their kids and wife
I refuse to name names
In this lyric
Besides you can work it out in
proofs so empiric

Do there words really deal
with the facts of nerd existence
Do they mention the futility
of resistance
Do they work with artists
whose credibility is nil
Is their music in ads
Are they just corporate shills?

Oh Well I suppose I'm in the
exact same column
Making me duplicitous
Like the hobbit named Golem
Now let count my money
wait I ain't got none
I'll just watch Cutey Honey
While the mainstream shuns

The lie is I've got mad money and women
The truth is it's a honest life I'm livin
That's what real geek life is all about
Gachapon and Saruman are my shout outs.

The drivebys we commit
is war-chalking each other's wifi
We really don't hack anything
cause we are all nice guys
That's what real nerd life is all about
Nurse Hella and Baddd Spellah are my shout outs.

I'm the least cool individual
you'll ever meet
I'm the antithesis
of the definition of street
I repeat I'm replete
With elements of geek
You Can't defeat or beat
my 50,000 level priest

Oh wait I've barely touched
A role playing game
So in the eyes of most nerds
My credibilities shamed
I know nothing about the
heart of the cards or hit points
All these newfangled games
Make me bust my hip joint

Well wait I play DDR
and even PaRappa
But I'm more retro and 80s
Like I'm Matt Caracappa
Super Mario and Asteroids
2600 ET
Leveling my blastoise
Watching Popeye and Sweet Pea.

I'm so Retro and boring
And Totally Proud of it
With a style so odd
That no one dares to covet
And yet somehow some people
still seem to seem to love it
So on this so faux show
I will rise above it

I can't relate to girls
Man you've gotta be kidding
Speech decompiles for while
I get a blue screen forbidding me
To talk straight walk straight
Even my eyes dilate
heart palpitates I salivate
Like Pavlov but she rollerskates

Away from my conversation
Before it even starts
I'm left stumbling and bumbling
Over my ramparts
So I walk to a combini
or maybe a Quick-E-Mart
AM 11 PM 7
Then buy something tart

To reset my capacities
Cursing my audacity
My lack of tenacity
Atleast my veracity
Is actually assured
And confirmed in this verse
I mean who want to claim
That in love they're the worst

I'm not one of those self-loathing sorts
I'm just honest
So the facts I shall report
without protest
I have dated / I've kissed
But it's all gone a miss
No other rapper has disclosure
In such a direct list
Track Name: coin figure
coin figure
by Karl Olson

worthless useless / two steps from hittin trash bin
shunted punted / into the closet or basement
sitting hiding / with tankobon and some tie pins
bent and dented / a figure facing defacement

a million of made me / yet I act like I'm collectible
the fact is in otaku hands / I'm easily negectable
sitting on their tower till / the next show comes along
then I'm up on ebay / hoping that I get bid on

but no one bid / so I'm tossed into the closet
with a couple dozen wallscrolls/ on which noone would deposit
a couple of dollars / or maybe ten to buy it now
so I sit there with the scrolls / left there asking when and how

it came to be / can't they fit up on the ceiling
why this man's friends/ if he's got them em are not feeling
free merchandise / unless they also they hate us to
they must have found / another show to purchase through

maybe I will matter / in another dozen years
if my show was influential / or brought otaku to tears
got to dodge the garbage first / the incinerators flame
But noone will come buy me / if my show was ultra lame

ch. x 2

my joints are squeaking/from solvent leaking/
I think I'm freakin / the closets causin me to lose it
my arm is brokin / moth balls are chokin /
it's like I'm smokin / inaction is just like abuse kid

right now I'm feeling / trash is appealing /
I'd then be peeling / out of this dank, moldy box life
tired of hearing / the wallscrolls fearing
that they'll meeting / the wrong end of a box knife

this storage life is insane/the blackness is plain
this universe is drained/of any thing for me to do
this goes against my grain/this life is profane
my collectible fame/is hidden beneath some old shoes

what is that light/is it my final night
am I on such great heights/come on now I say
perhaps this fight/ to find another life
to end this storage strife/even charity's ok

ch. x 2

I've never known this guy to be a violent lass
But don't have a clue what will come to pass
And I'm worried about that giant magnifying glass
Looks like I'm about to become a molten mass

Of B-grade plastic/won't feel fantastic
Right now I really wish I had the power of magic
But I'm only a figurine/Not the real Ultramarine
In second I won't feel so fresh and so clean

To those less discerning/Soon I'll be burning
I really wish I'd found another means of earning
A place in a fan's heart/I'd rather be fanart
Of some kind disposable j-eurobeat poptart

Then I'd be reposted/maybe even hosted
on even if the site shut down
Instead I'm roasted/shouldn't have boasted
Now like Icarus I'm melted right into the ground
Track Name: cuteness
by Karl Olson

Time to come live from Seattle
With No Fear or Loathing
But you should understand that
I'm a wolf in sheep's clothing
I fawn innocence and cuteness
As a pretense to hide my muteness
Though I'm sure the perceptive
Probably already knew this

Watch out now - for it's time to come with feelin
Cribbing angst from shoujo comics/Japanese and Korean
Bishoujo in floppy socks/Art School Punks with Dreadlocks
Superfly samurai rolling on dubs in droptops

We read our graphic novels for a moment to pretend
That we've got our own digital absolute best friend
You may read it for characters/I may read it for the man
But we can share series data on imageboards like 4chan

Slash mc is my category/upload pictures and some stories
At the end it's shadows on the wall/ like a cave allegory
You could call me the doctor/cause I was born on gallefrey
And if you believe that/than I'm also kid n' play

And when I was young/ I was like a teen titan
But I'm not Beastboy nor Raven/you can call me ultraklystron
Now I'm not superhero except when I'm on the mic
Cause I never go gentle into that good night

I don't need pinky diamond gleam/nor expensive ice creams
with spinning rims and drum machines/sown into the seams
Give me a pair of converse/old skool style like Kareem
Then you better clear a path/for my super buster beam

I'm enigmatic like a puzzle game/so just give me a twist
I turn breakbeats into gold/like the fullmetal alchemist
And I'm feelin fine/sans influence of the mountain kind
I Don't need the robotussin/I already feel divine

My rhymes maybe nothing but gratuitous boasting
But here's to a world with fortuitous toasting
It maybe imitated / with adept MC ghosting
But they'll have to keep up/cause I'm never ever coasting

And I'll still moderate / even when I'm world renown
Even when people come / from a 1000 miles around
From shores of Hokkaido / to heart of Sea Town
I'll keep posting on the net/ til the forums shut down


The Melody of Logic / always plays the truth
So don't try to step to me / because that game is uncouth
And by step I mean don't think that you can argue with me
Unless you've got hard data that you've collected recently

And generally I'm sick / of hearing about politics
So don't even go down that path / I'll vanish like Loonatics
Cartoon Series - So anyone that can hear me
Better make sure that they are enjoyable company

Though that's not to say I hate / nor that I discriminate
I just would like to dodge negativity / before it hits my plate
So I'll admit this verse hasn't been that nerdcore
Am I becoming like the geekstas that cut the path before

Acting all socially relevant/telling companies to go repent
Rather talking about how my trading cards got all bent
When I was tripped by a football player/Who said he hates Angelic Layer
And I how I put Twin Spica/Up on my home networks' share

Track Name: it's the beat
It's The Beat
by Karl Olson

It's the beat - cannot fade
Blue jean martians fighting Quaid
It's the beat - I.M. chat
Action sequence Chow Yung Fat
It's the beat - make the grade
Redhead teacher getting paid
It's the beat - mention that
Golden skates then golden bat

Ate a french fry in a starbucks.
So street bench guy in a hard luck
Situation Precipitation
Evaporation Robot Nation
Cowboy hat on eternal clearance
Blocks out bad brain interference
Baristas making some coffee
Matcha chocolat getting sloppy

Using product names so loosely
Confused Alias from Green Koots Tea
It's not squirrel it is moosey
Code in perl and make it juicey
Pull out cellphone - now I'm ringin her
Talk unlimited in-network cingular
Interrupted by the hello
Ringtone's strawberry marshmallow


(gratuitous break down)

Hamburgers high on shelves above
Mixed over one dozen crying doves
Beverage addict seekin heaven
Watch streaming eureka seven
So quick fix nixed all the ticks
Hick sticks it to a guy named rick
Ball rolls make adhesion growth
Cosmos ruler - he rocks the most

Speakers blare Beethoven Nine
New scenario comes to mind
Baseball shirt looks like it's tennis
Constant mindset is of Venice
Shorties looking for gelato
Pick up couches and an auto
Jarred back to earth by order call
Sip my coffee and then reinstall

Track Name: five to nine
Five to Nine.
by Karl Olson

I don't need sleep / cause I'm making the whole scene
Atleast that's what I say / but that's just a smoke screen
I can't seem to find / no leisure or spare time
When I'm working that grind / of the Five to Nine
(repeat X 1)

Every single place / I'm seeing the same faces
Memory glitches / Rewrites and erases
Defining my self / Defaults to set labels
Creation of self / Is defined by these fables
Busting the same rhymes / and telling the same stories
This new audience / buys these allegories.
Though to me played out / and ought to be forgotten
My brain's exhausted / and slowly going rotten

And I gotta be cool / gotta act like a pro
Always witty with my words / busting a fresh flow
And if you've not heard it / then it's new to you
And I know you've not heard it / and neither has your crew
So then at this convention / I'll give you a nice dream
Cause I'm too darn broke / to buy you an ice cream
And I'm a not a mecha / no rockin the eye beams
So I'll I spit what I have / until I hear the shy scream

Shooting pictures from the hip / while giving cosplay tips
Calling in news at clip / while taking crook'd sips
Of Vault and MDX / Receiving messages in text
Quickly jotting down notes / through caffeine effects
It's the burden of the press / though not everything's in ruin
Cause I even interviewed / Miss Jessica Boone and
I'd even say it's super cres / but my back is aching
My feet are screaming out / as my backpack's breaking

From all of the free swag / doujinshi by the bag
And that radical rock / known as the Aggrocrag
Free custom luggage tags / But I don't mean to brag
Cause all of this sweet stuff / causes my spine to sag
I'm not physically active / in my usual adventures
So even pro bono goods can / earn a little of my censure
Add to that the fact that at / the con I am a big spender
And suddenly I need help / from an Earth Force Defender.

Yeah by the end of con / my intellect is all gone
Feeling like a zombie / Man I'm deader than Shawn
And though my crew of friends / is tight like Genshiken
When the con's at the end / I won't even pretend
Cause we're all exhausted / perspicacity's frosted
It's like we've been accosted / surprised no one's lost it
But we keeping rolling on / though it's not on dubs
This is the otaku style / we're rolling on fansubs