Passive Impressive

by DUNZO DONALDS

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03:13
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01:43
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03:26
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credits

released April 1, 2017

Tracks 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 12, 13, 14 produced by Nicholas J (Dunzo).
Tracks 2 and 14 features a sample by Genevieve of Company of Thieves and a sample by MF Doom.

Nicholas J (Dunzo) appears courtesy of Raw Biznas Productions

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Track Name: Rightly So
Right here huh huh.
Rightly so I'm in a nightly zone.
Couple cups to the dome,
Staying up 'til I'm wrong.
Rightly so I know right where I belong.
Somewhere in the middle,
All alone with my songs.
Rightly so I'm in a nightly zone.
Couple cups to the dome,
Staying up 'til I'm wrong.
Rightly so I know right where I belong.
Somewhere in the middle,
All alone with my songs.

Sense me with your molecules,
No Occulus Rift.
The Occults didn't want me,
I'm not in line with their shit.
Sending out a message that I got from my god.
If you're my guy,
You might hear me out without Whys.
So wise to a fault.
Don't slip on a step.
I mistook a regret.
It's double-take and look left, I'm-
Salty like forever now,
Indebted to the sangha.
Assembly the company I keep keeps me up to breathe.
Water I keep on treading water.
You could swear that I live off the coast of Florida.
(I'm on dry land.)
Water I keep on treading water.
You could swear that I live off the coast of Florida.
(I'm on dry land.)
Keep quiet and you'll be among all that ever was.
Mind is over-active meditating
Just because Cuz,
Where's the luh?
I thought I saw it sitting on the rug
By the front door, by a pile of shoes,
Forgot to take it with you brah.

Rightly so I'm in a nightly zone.
Couple cups to the dome,
Staying up 'til I'm wrong.
Rightly so I know right where I belong.
Somewhere in the middle,
All alone with my songs.
Rightly so I'm in a nightly zone.
Couple cups to the dome,
Staying up 'til I'm wrong.
Rightly so I know right where I belong.
Somewhere in the middle,
All alone with my songs.
Track Name: No Hiding
I know
Theres no hiding in the future no

you can’t hide behind a cloak
we see through the smoke
oh why we act as mirrors
I’m here to hear clearer
open up that cellar door
see what you’re in for
scoop each foot up off that floor
manifest your special destiny
practice all your specialties
a spice in brahmans recipe
this gift was sent to me
sense relief
see behind the mask
bet they all do.
no hiding place in front the face
of one who’s walked through
think i’m finally getting it.
knowing from the inside
beliefs held better understood
from the flip side

i don’t know the least bit
been developing simple skills
paying my parking tickets
one day i’ll have a single mil
its a bright day again
heaven is just within
remember we used to sing?
thats how i can time bend
yeah we used to sing?

look at us now
we’re in the future
the far off future

I acknowledge people on the path who point the way
They’re all around and so it seems I never go astray
I got a message told me this is really just one day
That extends from the time you’re born until you see the grave

Live as if it’s ended you must die to be reborn
You are not your past self that role is out worn
An infinite being has no lack and limitation
Walk forth with the torch light source of inspiration
Track Name: Believe You Me
Mechanical, tyrannical, radical.
Supernatural rap,
Actual facts get a pat on the back.
Give a hat to your dad-
He can hide that bald dome.
I swear he used to wear hair now it's all gone.
No it's all wrong,
Start over, take it step by step.
Take all the time you need.
Just a voice in your head planting seeds.
Believe you me,
You will see what's meant to be.
Steep your tea,
Read and sleep,
Sleep and dream,
Be a being.
Be a tree.
Stand strong,
Live long,
Branch out.
Watch clouds,
Ask why? When? Where? How bout?
My thoughts are nebulous.
And my eminence, is resonant.
But this emphasis on eloquence,
Is tentatively strenuous.
Thanks Rhymezone-
Where would we be?
Fake rhinestones-
I think it could be bling.
Sing, be merry and joyful,
Nod your head bow!
Get krunk I said now!
No don't let me down,
Let's clown!
"There's only five years left!"
You wanna make a bet
On that doomsday threat?
Tuesday Check.
That's another day gone away.
Drove the whole racetrack
Going the wrong way!
I think I'm seein' dead people,
Think I'm seein' ghosts.
Before your body roasts,
Tell the folks: Adios.
I think I'm hearin' children,
Think I'm hearin' God.
Feelin' kinda odd,
They not feelin' me at all.
I think I might be see-thru,
Think I might be rain.
Peek-a-boo I'm peekin' thru
Infinite astral planes.
It's a game.
And you can't win you just keep playing.
You know what I'm saying.
Can't tolerate no hating.
I don't need no rating.
I'm zero out of zero hoe.
I'll write it in my Cheerios
Or any circular cereals.
I'm near and close.
I'm all encompassing your compass-thing.
It just spins in circles,
You thought it might be static cling...
But it's not.
It's me.
What's good?
Track Name: White Wine
been writing this shit since the age of six
write a few bars then i play with sticks
like , you’re a wizard harry
might watch it but it was scary
steven king aint playing no games
seth macfarlane aint drawing no frames
neil de grasse aint rocking no frames
4 eyes 4 eyes switching 4 lanes
aint no body got a style like mine
what else i’m just drinking white wine
sauvignon blanc
got em all crunk
stomp on yo block
top of the top

hoppin on pop
thats dr suess stupid
who else dreams come true
I’m too lucid
my crystal balls shows
nicky d might occasionally rock shows
better be top row
or else you might only see my rolls

for sho, Lets go
the crowds not grooving
i’m tryna see some boobies
lets be moving
who just tryna get high
i know homies out dere tryna get by
i know folks hit hard by the storm
we really in the cabin just tryna stay warm

we really in the deep sea
tryna see shore
i’d give you everything just gotta be sure
that you won’t turn
and rage a freak war
not tryna be sad like ey ore heehaa

getting high and stupid by myself why
getting
Track Name: Gradients
So hardheaded I could probly break a board in half.
Used to get so bored in class without some sort of graph.
Assorted maps left me clueless wonder if I had a place in it.
Complacence got a taste of it like bacon bits i'm trippin’.
I'm living each and every day I give it all I have
Every minute every hour on my path if you asked.
Sword or the staff and there’s not a lot of middle ground
Unless you pick the meditation pad and sit around
And if you do! Promise, the whole show gets exposed.
Into the inner-self like a hole in the o-zone.
Flows gone wild; metaphors in the ravine.
In-between something tangible and something unseen.

How could I explain myself to those who don't create?
I do this to hit neutral; not concerned with being great.
Its a calling. Will i pick up the phone or let it wait?
Sometimes I sit in silence meditate on time and space.
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Been walking through this wilderness alone with a flashlight
Dunzo goes with rap like Tony Hawk to a half pipe.
I remember used to be entranced with materials;
Now they almost always hold me back from my spiritual.
I'm healing right? Let me do this work if you're hearing right.
Sonic sound waves; central senses for the cleansing.
Let me see those lenses. So dusty how you see a thing?
Many multiple perspectives, tell me how you see the thing.
Lately I've been interested in magic do you have it?
No you can't hold it grasp it yeah you can only imagine.
What gives you the strength to push when everyone gave up?
They drinking on a Thursday 'cuz everyone saved up.

How could I explain myself to those who don't create?
I do this to hit neutral; not concerned with being great.
Its a calling. Will i pick up the phone or let it wait?
Sometimes I sit in silence meditate on time and space.
Track Name: Cutie Pie
I was an electrician
Riding on horseback
When i woke
I felt like i finally had a course track
Of course rap
Has always been somethin to wow
But if i wanted to be pro
I would have done it by now

I sat there in a car shop with
not enough cash to
afford this payment for a
silly muffler I should blast you
Times like these
wish I didn't have a model T
that this sick society
re-warded novelty
I started looking up
communes and co-ops
reciting the melody to post hoc,
so what
and now I really want this moment to end
here it is your moment in Zen
gone with the wind hah!

Got a job at the movies
So i could work in platos cave
Pretend we're in high school
New to being wage slaves
wish life were more like
Kingdom hearts cut scenes
Instead all i have to look
Forward to are butt dreams

It seems
That i'm not yet full male
Glad i didnt get tricked
Into attending at full sail
I'll prevail
Even if i'm cruising half mast
You dont have to ask
My artistic feats are halfassed

Read the war of art
just so i could waste more time
Thought that i was peaceful
But everyday is wartime

Tryna live without a cutie pie
By my side
Time to find my stride
When my ride decides to die

Why write without i's,
Its the only thing you know thats true
Want to tell your story
But we only want the Overview

I will share only what i deem appropriate
And i will make tracks with my closest of associates.

Metaphorically a light brite is too limiting
Instead i'd prefer to use silly string librally

Whens the next holiday
Is all they seem to care about
i want to abuse electronics til i
Wear them out
want to see my possessions
die before i do
Watch me evolve to raichu
And hifive you

Its Electric, i'm eclectic
This dialectic is
Across the Diametric
Persecute my perspective

Cuz i'm soft
Track Name: Tried and Tested [prod. Cocipop.com]
I heard there’s a contest..
a hotdog eating contest?
nooooooo the rap contest
i rap gifts to you
it’s christmas bitch
this everymorning
been exploring
there are treasures in your heart if you
might open it
focus in,
and let it out
to show them
them is you
you are us
doesn’t resonatate
like i give fuck
i give it up
the ghost inside
u don’t drive?
give a bonus ride

to disturb the comfortable
comfort the disturbed
absurd with verbs
i shit turds
we take turns
rehearse your verse

curbed the swerve
could burn a nerve
if dunzo further serving

Antiintellectual
semi-center central tho
smoking several splits intentional
special safety scissors groups

i flew the coop in a super suit
supersedes a mrs. clean
so i keep it simple then
i might just tap a tempo in
pencil in another dream
explain myself to my own being
detach from my opinions uninformed
and on the surface
i see less n less as i go more in depth.
dunzo’s finished
you could get a plate of spinish
i could dish it
on one condition
it’s the cheerful endearing earful
and no one’s missin
i told you i had a mission
to bring em some new something different
i sparkle in the sun

how a stumbling infant leave
a thundering imprint?
pondering pin pricks
as if guilt could cloud the mind
of it’s infiniteness!

simple synthetics.
tried and tested
{{complexificate
orchestrate
it’s tried and tested
i cried and stressed it}}
And I got this shit 9.99..
"koci pop dot com"
Dot com.

this that type shit that make you go wild
this that type of shit make you go wow
this sound make you reconsider
take a bow it’s your time now.

the guest list looks
like the census
intensive restlessness
bring about senseless jealousness

feelin moneyslide festive
bout a sunny side breakfast
down to fly you're blessed
try and try again and test it
hotly contested
that’s a reference to dunzo’s voice
overjoyed somewhat paid unemployed

and uncooper ative
whats the mative
motive
major
motion picture
sacred
spacey
put on paper
placed in they-er
open source it
pay it later
forward
forward is the motto
i do it in wisconsin
and forward is the motto.
moove on moof off off to the goof off
dude knocks
feet out they tube sox
new plots to screw off
and never see my ass.
only an eye ball
1 ball eye
of a bald guy
you belong on dollar menu
you a small fry

it’s a celebration its a celebration
i been demonstration patience like i aint seen satan

how a stumbling infant leave
a thundering imprint?
pondering pin pricks
as if guilt could cloud the mind
of it’s infiniteness!

simple synthetics.
tried and tested
{{complexificate
orchestrate
it’s tried and tested
i cried and stressed it}}
And I got this shit 9.99..
"koci pop dot com"
Dot com.