The {legal} Grey {area} Album

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released November 9, 2012

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Mocking music that takes itself a little (or a lot) too seriously, MC 117 produces pan-referential straight-faced commentary of hip hop, video games, and pop culture at large. Focusing on audial allusions and lyrical sleight-of-hand, this satire auteur carves his own genre in the fertile ground between "knockoff" and "ripoff". ... more

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Track Name: Bulbasaur (a parody of Handlebars by Flobots)
A Pokemon-themed parody of 'Handlebars' by Flobots. This track was featured on the NerdcoreNow Vol 1 compilation album.
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Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur

Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur

Look at me, look at me, just starting out and it's good to be
Alive and gonna be a trainer with a Beedrill and a Butterfree
I can teach you how to Double-team, I can teach you how to dance a feather
I can feed you some calcium and raise your Special Attack forever
I can hunt a lot for a Ponyta, I can beat Brock and Erika
I know all the routes from here to Pallet,
I've got an HM and I'll teach it ya
Me and my team went to Cinnabar, I can't believe that we come so far
I've got an Omastar; I'm gonna be the very best cuz, look:

I can trade my coins in for a Porygon
A Porygon
A Porygon

And I can beat a Jinx with my Flareon
My Flareon
My Flareon

Look at me, look at me, just levelled Chansey to fifty-three
An' I Live in such a small world that I'm the new league V.I.P.
I can leave weak fighters at the daycare
I breed egg moves on anything
I can design a team thats even more wild than a rampaging Nidoqueen
I can trade commons for exotics, I can make Kadabras surpass hypnotic
Suggestions, I know how to measure progress
And I can beat you any time you walk up
Been to ruins, caught an Unown, made a Clefable with a Moonstone
I know the programs that govern defense
I rule the whole league with no resistance

Cuz I can beat my rival when I catch 'em all
When I catch 'em all
When I catch 'em all

And I can put a Mew in a Pokeball
In a Pokeball
In a Pokeball

Look at me, look at me running every shop
Gonna squeeze the S.E.C. like a Machop
My reach is global, my moment mature
My stats are total, my breeding: it is pure
I can had out licences to trainers
Revoke them back if there's complainers
All the PokeMarts will do me favors
Offer protection for a small retainer
I can make anybody banned from SylphCo just because I don't like 'em
And I can determine Team Rocket's mission,
I got 'em all under my command
Cuz I can breed an army from my Dragonite
My Dragonite
My Dragonite
And I can conquer Kanto outta Pallet Town
Outta Pallet Town
Outta Pallet Town
And I can rule the planet with my Pokemon
With my Pokemon
With my Pokemon
With my Pokemon
With my Pokemon
With my Pokemon
With my Pokemon

Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur

Thanks professor Oak for my Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur
My Bulbasaur
Track Name: Without MC (a parody of Without Me by Eminem)
Two Special-ops grunts go round the outside
round the outside, round the outside

Two Special-ops grunts go round the outside
round the outside, round the outside

Guess whos back, back again
MC's back, tell a friend
Guess who's back, guess who's back,
guess who's back
Guess who's back...

I've created a monster, abandoned Cortana
To match with the flood, they want Avery our brute killer
But if you want shottys watch and I'll deliver
A little hit o' free needles from my quiver
A rocket that'll jumpstart your 'hog quicker than a shot
When you get popped at the Library
By a shotgun when your Combat form's mutating
Cuz I'm stoppen the Halo from it's activating
You waited so long it's aggrivating
But it's cracked - I blew the ship and left escaping
I know that you're not a scrub, 343,
But your flood's a problem that I'm fumigating
The UNSC won't let me sleep or let be be free so easily
They tried to shoot me down In Halo 3
But it's not reentry without me
So come on get some on my ship,
Frag that scum on my tip and empty a clip
And get ready, cuz this Spartan's aimin' it steady
I just slaughtered all your sentinels - what's up Guilty?

Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC
Come join the battle with the Master Chief,
Cuz the war's so hopeless without me

Get rebellious: Truth, Mercy, and Regret
Declare it's terrorists dissin the prophets
They start thinkin that the programmers' hot-fix
Did something to the arbiter's armor and yell, "glitch!"
Your military mission don't scare me, you got a revolution -
The brutes can't carry the level
so let me fix treble and bass,
Like a fish when you're floppin when I'm kickin your
Assassination... now you've lost Mercy,
When you turned what you burned into glass did you think of me?
Well I'm back [Halo theme]
Fix a missle on ya shoot it off and then I'm gonna
Detonate it, like it was all clad in amber
The Pizz-illar of Autumn blows her reactor
It's a messed thing; I done broke your best ring
Suggesting that you need mental testing
West Wing: attention please,
All the UN leaders who invented me
With my implants, my Mjollner V
A sixth sense, Intense One-Seventeen

Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC
Come join the battle with the Master Chief,
Cuz the war's so hopeless without me

I "tsk" at your tactics, I can spit the dope hit
Throwin up the plasma, stickin' the Covenant
And trip your scarabs, I drop 'em with a tackle
Worse than those little beam rifle Jackals,
And Unggoy, you can get ate by fungi,
The gravemind's a busy mushroom he's mad hungry
You can't hold me, Lekgolo's too slow,
I told you: nobody starts up a halo
Now let's go, just give me a whistle,
I'll be there with a plasma gun and a pistol
I been cool, dual-wielding your rifles
Ever since Forerunners first learned to recycle
But some guys on your ship believe
Every demon on the earth is really me
But I still see you retreating,
"Look out MC One-Seventeen!"
Well forget the squalking of Truth and Mercy
I am the last thing you ever will see,
With my Warthog M12 LRV
I use it to kill Jiralhanae (Hey!)
There's a subject that hurts
20 million angry brute elites emerge
But no matter how many try to kill me,
They can't keep up with the M.C.

Now this looks like a job for me so everybody UNSC
Come join the battle with the Master Chief,
Cuz the war's so hopeless without me

(Na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na na, na na na na)

Grunts!
Track Name: Rap At Your Violence feat. Klopfenpop (a parody of Clint Eastwood by Gorillaz)
Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad?
You got subjects in a lab
They're useful, but not for long,
Weird science is going on

Finally someone let me outta my vault
Now my relaxation's over but it's nobody's fault
That I couldn't stay there, cuz you need a repair
I'm more than aware, play you like solitaire
Spectacular that you learned to think but they installed in you
A moral overview, when you killed the whole aperature crew
Switch your moods, spittin' rude, tryin' to delude
Eat your cake, cuz I'll make you into Devil's-Food
Pity you made me off my companion cube
Now I must recuse-
Your jurisdiction is fictional, lady
Missing your mission and
Abandoning your reasoning cuz you've gone crazy
"Life" looks like a situation that you won't miss
GLaDOS, but you can't corner me inside your furnace
Ignite up your fire-smokin chamber but I'm boltin
Aperature's bank roll is goin' through the portal

Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad?
You got subjects in a lab
They're useful, but not for long,
Weird science is going on

The mess that you made it's no doubt you've upgraded
But they tried to face you, reduce you to BASIC
They couldn't - your moral data bank is a bankruptcy
You're mangled, every SSD, every file tree
Reformat FAT
Your program revised, requisitioning supplies
Writing GUI's for IT department guys
But you ended their lives
With a ready batch o' deadly neaurotoxin you provide
But I can survive
Y'all can't stop me now because my Portal Device
Means I can't be confined
I'm the winner
So you can put me down just like your own inventor
You busted up the labs in your own enrichment centre
The joke is you did all that
So you could compete for Black Mesa's contracts
Now it's all over and I'm sayin' goodbye
No hard feelings, and remember that the cake is a lie

Hey GLaDOS, you feelin glad?
You got subjects in a lab
They're useful, but not for long,
Weird science is going on
It's going on, It's going on, It's going on, It's going on,
Weird science is going on, It's going on, It's going on,
Track Name: Brains (a parody of Girls by The Beastie Boys)
Brains!

Yeah all a zombie wants is brains
An' in the morning it's brains
Cuz in the evening it's brains
They'll eat them out of your skull
And they won't stop untill they're full
A' there's no arguing wit' them
They'll eat your brain down to the stem

When they smell brains
There is no power that restrains
There's only one thing that sustains
A zombie and that need ordains
Their gastronomical campaigns
Their stomach endlessly complains
And nothing of their soul remains
They don't want fruit or cheese or grains

They'll go insane
And they all chase you down the lane
Until you trip in massive pain
Because you've had an ankle sprain
Then they're on you like snakes on planes
To them your head is like cocaine
They'll eat your noodle like chow mein
They're one step up on the food chain
Suckin out your cerebral veins

Brains - They don't want money
Brains - They don't want power
Brains - They don't want kidneys
Brains - They don't want livers
Brains.
Yeah all a zombie wants is brains
From you and me they want brains
You cannot argue, they want brains
They cannot live without brains, brains, brains, brains,
brains, brains, brains, brains,
brains, brains, brains, brains,
brains.

Graaauuuuggghhh!
Track Name: Dice Dice Baby (a parody of Ice Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice)
Yo PHB,
Let's kick it!

Dice dice baby

All right stop, elaborate this mission
WOTC's back with a brand new edition
Dungeons with a dragon excite me
Front like a tiefling, pay me or fight me
Will we ever stop? Yo-- I don't know
Hand me the dice and I'll throw
2dExtreme, break an orc like a scandal
Kick in his face and wipe the gunk off my sandal
Trance, no need for sleeping so soon
I'm killing this game like a LARPer in costume
Deadly, when we raid a new treasury
Anything left in the chest is a memory
Love it or leave it, you better not hate
Or eat a hot fist on a plus-five plate
If you want a headshot, Yo just call it
Check out the book while my DM resolves it

Dice dice baby
We rollin' dice dice baby

Now that the party is thumpin'
With the splat books out every player a Munchkin
Quick on the points, the points we're making
Racking XP like the lives we've taken
Turning undead cuz they're sick and dismal
It's all gravy when we flash the symbol
And erase that with our priest's memento
Back in the coffin like a Japanese bento
Rollin' with E-four-point-oh
With my warlord loud so my crew can know:
Action on standby, shifting in a quick five
Did they drop? Yeah-- I said goodbye
Kept on pursuing with the next chop
I busted a head and I'm ready for a pit-stop
Tavern was dead, Yo--
So I continued to Ansalon: Inn of the Last Home
Wenches wanna grant my wish like a genie
Dragonborn chef gonna roast that weenie
Fellas wanna shout all the time
Stay till day cuz we're drinkin all the wine
Ready to be jumped in the hall
Orcs that we killed got friends on a pub crawl
Swords came out with yells
Eladrin got time-- All I saw was spells
Fireball on the leader real fast
Tracing a scar like a Paragon Path
Battle to battle, the odds are stacked
But my crew stays true and we never get whacked
Belief in the team, we throw D&D
We pass the time confrontin' elder pit fiends
If you want a headshot, yo, just call it
Check out the book while my DM resolves it

Dice dice baby
We rollin dice dice baby

Yo man-- Let's get out of here
Word to your mother's basement