White Laces

[Verse 1]
Shake the hand of this poor, poor sinner
The loser and the winner since I was a beginner
Playing games, call it Ender, do you ever remember
The tender feelings that we had last September?
Processed and rendered. Feeling a little more comfortable
iPad face, I'm so touchable even with a personal bubble
Muddled and humbled through experience and tips
I've made it through this and came back like a gif
So sift through the memories and come out with gold
Blindfold to the whole truth of what's hot and cold
Light cardigan and I'm getting carded again
All I wanna do is buy a cigar and win with the rest of my friends
Learning how to drive, steering with a nine iron
I defy lions like a circus tamer without tryin'
I'm, a little bit modest with a whole lot of weird
Give me enough cash and I'll be eccentric here

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem

[Verse 2]
Pound the fist of this tortured and confused artist
Please pardon the mess inside of my apartment
I'm set apart in my craft, at least what I hope
Though I know there's too many ways for people to tell me nope
Measuring my design and calculating monuments
With honest bits founded in my starter kit
And polished mitts to catch all of their guardedness
I slowly become a part of this, stepping onto continents
Take a look into the aid box, equip my appropriate armor
Black jeans, crisp shirt and I'm looking like a goner
Never had a subject matter, let my brain Pollock splatter
If I'd go for subtly I'd make dents. But let's shatter
From tatters to threads, please get it through your head
Enjoy the ride and let's take some risks instead
Living real stable won't test how you are able
To survive the dead pool on the table. Strapped like I'm Cable

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem

[Verse 3]
Give a high five to this misguided optimist
I see like a frozen optometrist
No matter how hard it gets, I continue the journey
Even nerdy, I've earned thee the birdie with more versions than Kirby
So if you heard me then let's take some time to celebrate
Calculus pathway: we integrate the interstates
Our roads finally crossed. Let's exchange pleasantries
Calm down, no need to tense up. Please, let it breathe
We can have style, but don't get hostile
Otherwise I combine the former and latter: Oscar Wilde
Never have free time, I use every single tick tock
Some dedicated to poetry, some used for Hip Hop
A bit for some groceries, a bit for a pit stop
And even a portion for sleep so I can stay tip top
Though sometimes those hours get moved around
At 2 in the morning is when the nouns get profound

[CHORUS] x2
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
And I never want to do sew-sew it seams
I've got, big words, big books, and big dreams
Autobiographical confidence: my self-esteem

December Sun

How uncomfortable am I supposed to make you feel?
Like Brothers on a Hotel Bed or Dr. Phil?
How sad is this supposed to be so you know this is ill?
Scarlet Letter status, I'm worth all of the chills
Trying to catch feelings like an outfielder
Dedicating moments to the real like Spielburg
Got a lot of different hobbies and a handful of talents
Keep the day balanced and keep the knight gallant
Man inside the shining armor
64 versions of this man like bomber
So I'm a bit conflicted in which direction to go in
They call me fruity like I'm cantaloupe-in
But I don't talk about gang stuff
I'm not a flake on your shoulder like dandruff
This man's rough. As tough as can be
As tough as an 18 year old boy can see
I still feel like a kid
Boiling over somebody please remove the lid
Try to keep it real clever, try to keep it real smart
I'm on my Tin Man, great Oz, trying to find my real heart
I used to have to take speech classes
But now I recite Shakespearean classics!
My confidence is truly massive
Though sometimes it can get super passive
Like trying to be savage but just looking rabid
Oh well can't harm a hare on me I'm a real quick rabbit
Can't kick the habit, keep rappin' and actin'
Asian Will Smith, I know it's about to happen
Man, look at these pretty lights
I sure love the city life
You know I keep it witty, right?
Damn, you look pretty tonight
I crush on a lot of girls
Duke of Disaster Dating, I'm the Erotic Error Earl!
So I write down all my stories
Wipe your feet off. Welcome to my laboratory 
Please don't mind the mess
It's a reflection of my mind, just a little stress
Damn, my bad, is this a bit too depressing?
Let me switch it up, I'll start impressing
I was born on Christmas, hence the trim and the dressing
Thus when I rhyme it's a holy blessing
How many rappers you know
That are aware of their song's tone in the middle of their flow?
Trying to keep it original
Call it hipsterism, I know it isn't typical
But there isn't anything new under this sun
So instead, I just keep in mind some different lines and puns
Ready to pop off. Lace up your shoes and run
We're just going to have a little fun
Are you ready for my shine, sun?
I bet you know what's about to come.

I'm talking real fast, I can say what I want
Dangerous Dang only deals in daunts!
I do these things so I can be cool
I don't want to be plain like a bowl of gruel
I add these things into my repertoire
The only reason why I can rap a bar
Is because I wrote words to relieve stress
Middle school problems, a personal best
Jonnas and Kratnas and Marrissas and Autumns
Writing off the top cause I was at the bottom
Joke's on them, at least that's what I hope
Because look at me now, cleaner than soap
And I'm dope, not like a dunce cap
I'm so dope like my brother's blunt wraps
I'm rich not like a hundred stacks
Rich like home made brownie snacks

So that was pretty amusing
You can see I'm winning and no longer losing
That I was begging before and now I'm choosing
That they all want to kick it with me like Bruce Lee!
At least that's just what I assume
I never asked them otherwise I might face doom and gloom
I can only guess that when they saw me at school
They thought I was cooler than a blizzard over a pool
Just a nerdy Asian kid
Who couldn't measure up to all the things his older brothers did
But it's all good though, I'm still pretty content
This could just be my authorial intent
I can't recognize the good things
Is it to maintain something humbling?
Of course I try to avoid the conceit and cockiness
You know what they say, ignorance is bliss
So I stay grounded like my parents stay mad at me
Though actually that is sometimes my reality
I watch Modern Family and play video games
Even though I want to kick it with video dames
Keep it real sheik like indie show fame
I blew up hot, call me an indigo flame
Nah the point is that I can be a little bit lame
Don't jump to conclusions, please state your claim
I bite my lips when I get nervous
Though you might see a clear and calm surface
I rub my arms when I feel a bit lonely
Cold and warm like feeling the December Sun only

Knockturnal

[Verse 1]
Exhausted all day and energized in the evenings
Practicing my logical doubt mixed with good reasonings
The city sleeps so I can hear her snoring
Quietly writing my thoughts to tell her in the morning
Scrolling through my dashboard like Super Nintendo
Cooking up midnight spam teriyaki bento
Headphones in my head as loud as they wanna be
No worry for anybody out there calling me
Text message on your screen, I'm looking for company
If the internet is our new god then I am just an underling
Lamp light provides the perfect reading luminence
Insomnia is nothing. Oh, but are you new to this?
It isn't really a problem, nothing I can't handle
Inside my mind at night ignites some roman candles
The greens and red reflect off my brain's chapel
Watching green and red apples drop like problems to grapple
Scribbling down life's greatest mysteries all on my skin
Doing this right now and hell yes, I'll do it again
Take covers under covers and daydream in the dark
Fantasize implies the nigh that it'll hit the mark
But since I don't sleep, I have to dream with my eyes open
Chain remains unbroken: solo cigarette smokin'
There has to be someone else awake right now
Driving through the night like I'm looking for vowels

[Chorus] x2
There's somethin' inside you
It's hard to explain
They're talking about you boy
But you're still the same 

[Verse 2]
Hand gripped tightly on the steering: watch my drive
Velour verses venerate vorpal villains: that's a v5
Looking cool as what, cruising through green lights
Traveling up in my lane so I'll always be right
But thoughts are crowded despite the empty vessel
So I drown em out by turning up the bass and the treble
Without the pedal on the metal, still on point like stilettos
Ride through the residential areas and the old ghettos
Sleep deprivation only throws a mean curved pitch
Giving more ups and downs than a hydraulic switch
Late nights call for very early decisions
Parked on the side to type out with precision
I'm lonely tonight, looking through my contacts
But anyone I would dial wouldn't pick up or call back
What a life I live. No one to turn to
I'm on a one way street with a full tank to burn through
I've earned dues and paid them. This is what I get?
A head full of what ifs and nights riddled with bets
Nothing concrete beside the road unneath
Maybe all I really need is just a good night of sleep
Too far gone: the sun is peaking into my faltered eyes
One night sapped from one misguided ride
I wish I was talking to you
Because you never know someone until you talk at 4am. And that's the truth.

[Chorus] x2
There's somethin' inside you
It's hard to explain
They're talking about you boy
But you're still the same 

Romeo's

[Verse 1]
Cigarette dangling and dancing in my mouth
Rhyming about bars and slabs like the dirty south
But check the massive clout: Great Bambino
Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas and in Reno
Taking it one step further like rehabilitation
This patient is patiently walking towards his fear just to face it
Basic was 4 years ago, I'm swinging in the Major Leagues
I've got that flavor steeze that makes all of the players freeze
Pocket on my shirt with cloth petals showing off
Handkerchief status like I'm about to be blowing snot
Loaning sharks swim around just to avoid me
Doing this music for the love, I am not an employee
I've been to the other side of sane and back a few times
Each step is one rung, this is my natural climb
This ascension has the attention of all the ignorants
Boy off the chain: Abraham Lincoln this
Bluegrass will do that, let it marinate quick
Fresh breath of air and vapor, nicknamed Vick's
Used to joke around like using the hash tag
Now I just pound that until I tic tac toe flow win with a zig zag
Might have over done it. There's a lot at steak
I'm in my prime like I'm standing on my dinner plate
Doubters all say that they can rap better than me
I'm a writer, poet and an actor too, so you better be!
If you aren't, then brother, that's kind of sad
I'm a student first and you got out rhymed by a future grad
Call the leg factory: you need something to stand on
I'm more hip hop than you because I proved them damn wrong!
Overcame the odds, though nontraditional
I'm about to play some different roles real pivotal
Spiritual or lyrical, I flipped my script and rewrote my end
Exit stage right. Move onto acts 6 through 10

End/Begin

[Chorus]
It starts with a picture,
And it sits in your frame.
And we part with a letter,
And it ends in my name.

And it starts with forever,
And it ends with a touch.
And I know that you're clever,
And I don't ask for much.

Maybe we forgot all the things we are, we are together.

[Verse 1]
I don't have enough time so I gotta make this fast
But god I wish we could have more time in class
If we lived closer, if we shared toasters, used coasters
Got me digging around in my memory like a gopher
I hurt you and this is the effect of my chemicals
Slowly burning my soul I need attention that isn't medical
Listening to the CD you made is self-inflicting wounds
Destruction is imminent and it's happening very soon
Stalking you on the internet, I wish things were different
I know I'm unwelcome here like a starving immigrant
Used you as an ego boost, but I fell down a few pegs
Skimping and limping around as I flip through your jpegs
What am I even doing writing this song about you?
When sadness comes you have to embrace it too
Here I am holding the hand of a lonely specter
When it was supposed to be your hand in the place of
But I really messed it up. Never expected this outcome
By any means just strike me down and x me out: Malcolm
Everything right now is so damn negative
Looking at these photos I guess is the best it'll get

[Chorus]
It starts with a picture,
And it sits in your frame.
And we part with a letter,
And it ends in my name.

And it starts with forever,
And it ends with a touch.
And I know that you're clever,
And I don't ask for much.

Maybe we forgot all the things we are, we are together.

[Verse 2]
Now I don't trust and I leave before the morning
Break it off when I get lazy or if it's too boring
Offense is the best defense so I'm always attacking
Fairy tales are all made up: nothing's everlasting
I used to be a sweet dude and now I've been poisoned
By my own malice. What can I say? I make bad choices
I should have drank clean water and flushed out my system
But now I'm chugging liquid courage and smoking wisdom
Gambling it away I don't want to feel this gray
Nights and days blend together cause I stay awake
Why is this happening? Time should be healing?
I hate this feeling and I'm staring at the wall paper peeling
Don't think about you but that's impossible
Overcoming these obstacles is too improbable
Caught an audible, I'm yelling in an empty room
I'm not completely dead, but I'll be empty soon
All books and stories can be boiled down to one question
No need for comments or any suggestions
I'm reviewing the past and I'm looking over thoughts
"Who am I" is what I'm asking and I'm lost.

[Chorus]
It starts with a picture,
And it sits in your frame.
And we part with a letter,
And it ends in my name.

And it starts with forever,
And it ends with a touch.
And I know that you're clever,
And I don't ask for much.

Maybe we forgot all the things we are, we are together.

Kid Scapino

[Verse 1]
I found god inside of my microphone
It was a really funny kind of experience
Maybe I was just really in the zone
Or he just really wanted to start hearin' this
And it's strange how no one else wanted to listen
I shine but rhinestones can also glisten
So if I'm a diamond I'm surrounded by badazzlers
Never claimed I was a hard core battler
But I can swing my battle axe rap just to demonstrate
And wordplay is always there, not to compensate
But to let you contemplate like "What the hell have I done?"
You know those days when you want to pick up and run?
I've had as many of those as rice bowls
And they usually all dropped like new years goals
But my pick me up is writing it all down
Receipts and bus transfers contain my verbs and nouns
And I love it when I get on the stage to share
You know what they say, if you do it then you care
Eyes transfixed on this Asian kid
It's enough to make you give a risky bid
White button up, underwear and my shades on
Give me some paper so I can go cray on
I'm over 9000 like a certain super Sayan
This is my parade and I hope that it gets rained on
We didn't bring umbrellas or any kind of poncho
We just enjoy the water so boy, let it flow
Let it go like pranking in tug of war
Let it show like the aforementioned metaphor
Relax and make sure to holla back real nice
To all the people that are here tonight
Shout out to Donald Glover: my real life idol
Inspired me to handlebars like bicyles
It's a beautiful life, I hope we know this
It's a bit difficult to really notice
But as long as you stay a bit more focused
You can stay off the ground without being so hopeless
I wanna get high without any green
I wanna be treated as an adult and stay a teen
I want a lot of contradicting factors as of right now
And overall I just wanna bloody write now
Let me slum it with the hipsters and the poets
Let me act dumb with my friends. But with opponents
Never shy away from a competition
Thirsting for a win. It's inside my composition
 Notes inside the margins: the key to success
Jingling on my belt loop. Oh shoot, let me suggest
A proper introduction with a multitude of names
The full one is Alexander Anh Tu Dang
But, I like being called Takumi The Fox
Nerdfighters give me reblogs, follows and props
Though I'm starting to think of alter egos
Because wherever I go, we go
So primo, I hope to see on VEVO
A song by me, AKA Kid Scapino
They called me this and that and told me I couldn't rap
I was a wannabe gangster and I wanted to be black
But I can clearly see my complexion
And I'm not coughing due to congestion
But just to lessen the awkwardness
AHEM
Let me school you in all of this
You see, I'm more hip hop than you'll ever be
Because hip hop is more than swag and jewelery
Call it adversity, call it the music of the youth
Just know when I do it, I leave it all in the booth
I write songs of myself like Whitman did
Did you just receive a huge shipment of wit?
Well whatever I am and whatever you call me
I'm sure I'll be damn skippy, peachy and balmy