The Metal Jerk

by Cloudy October

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The Metal Jerk, is named after a rhyme style I am currently employing. Martial and Marital, something old, something new, something borrowed.

The Metal Jerk is a walking abortion. It is a rhyme style that seems to have an advantage by vocally mimicking and adhering to the instruments inside of a beat. It is inspired by popular piano right hand techniques and improvisational jazz. It is also a rhyme style that is handicapped by my lack of practice, primitive syllable placement within composition and my incessant, desperate use of the punch-in function and delay effect while recording. This album marks a period in my life that I discovered that my imagination is much larger than my skill set.

This album is dedicated to all you fucks creating safe-hop complaining about other safe-hop artists. Your blood taste terrific and you make my job really easy. My colleagues and I have discussed your plight for many centuries. The best advice we can give you is to start and continue to seek opinions about your work from outside of your peer group. Listeners, the industry and the times may not be the best place to place all that blame.

On behalf of myself and all the amazing people who are a part of this project, we hope you enjoy the sounds of The Metal Jerk. Ta ta. XYXYXYXY

Limited Physical Copies of this album will be available before Spring of 2012.

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released 18 October 2011

by Fieldwerk Recordings (fieldwerk.com)

Cover and Digital Booklet Design by Nicholas Graham

Mixed by Chad Schneider and Jack Rylands
Mastered by Jack Rylands

The Metal Jerk was conceived, produced, written, pre-mixed and recorded by Cloudy October in the Action Office II, Portland Oregon, United?States of America except;

Left Front Burner Produced by D. Howard
Co-Produced by Cloudy October

The Ins and Outs of the Female Reproductive System Produced by D. Howard
Co-Produced by Cloudy October
Bass Written and Played by Gamma Knife
Cuts by DJ Void

Play and 32,000lbs Produced by Mr. Jeigh

Live @ Pioneer Square Produced by OC Notes

Wingman(Midlaw) Co-Written by R. Marcano
Cuts by DJ Pratt


Check out Bravodomo @ (www.facebook.com#!/bravodomo, twitter @bravodomo)

Check out OC Notes here on Bandcamp @ (ocnotes.bandcamp.com)

Check out DJ Pratt @ (www.facebook.com/pages/DJ-Pratt/216953300737)

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Cloudy October Portland

I am a half american male vocalist, myth buster, producer-songwriter, rhyme inspector, social magician and b-boy. I make research-based hip-hop that caters to the listeners intellect. It is a form that stresses emphasis in specificity.

It's LL Cool J doing audio commentary of an arm wrestling match between Frederick Kreuger and Edward Scissorhands on BET.

You Can't Spell Rhyme Without Me Folk
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Track Name: Left Front Burner
Acknowledge all the knowledge i brinnnnng
its a super suicidal phsychological thinnnnnng
central to my agenda vietnam (ding)prom king skit
cloudy october got a grip like an opiate
Hold up on the solar, i think I left my burner on
nice not the type to turn my ike turner on
My rhymes blitz just like my promotional skits
dont be maaaad cause I'm on the fritz its
taxing your imagination until you're caught lost
have you ever seen a rapper break bricks (riff)with his thoughts?

Ramaatis and Brahma Lagah just told me that I'm dominate
bombing minute made renegades internet centerfolds posers
Cloudy Octobers taking over
coma comma cobra that guys a traitor and he knows it
now umma show you whose the less hardest
fucking rappers up so bad they press charges
when the mic's on (marvelous) my right arm turns into a a pipe bomb
despite charm this is really what I'm like mom!!!
well, does the name stringer bell ring a bell
I'm choking rappers with the wire til my fingers swell(terrific)
Your style is like somebody knocked, ran and left Kittens
More inconvenience than death sentence, come get your chest kicked
I think I left my burner on........

I kick one fucking verse and you a fan now stand down fail/
this is all going just how planned out swell
who be busting up your block like the F H A?
have (transform) you found the metal jerk within the verse ?
okay, as traditional distribution does its usual violence
I sacrifice prolificacy and take my time with the rhyme
and the beats so by the time its complete
you'll celebrate my shit like easter and never have to question me
Stressing ya like S. Epatha wreck replicas I
show em the ropes like pro wrestlers addressing the
respect for that art when the fucks see the messenger
professing turns confession when ya manifesting estrogen


Yo whats the weather like, I thought I saw it in sight
whats a little blood if if if I do it right right CUT EM !!!!
When I get to close to mics I become a socialite
robocop photop Poltergiest prototype

So, roll the dice if you think your flo is nice but if not shut the fuck up
and take notes from the LONG ARM OF THE RAP LAW scissors in the hands of hip hop
mirroring the progenitor
Track Name: The Ins and Outs of the Female Reproductive System
failure lore lust tiger coosh push good fellow
twisted listening to Ella Fitzgerald
I taste her body from her fingers while avoiding stupidity
but isn't we fuckin like we aids proof
clean team player flirty teenagers
trying to get inside his dirty jeans because he seems major
extremely handsome, minus the extremely
dreamy, but most women do not need to see me (ahahaha)
you may be a little more than mad when I leave
dont let this be evidence of any inadequacy on your part
this not about your worth
this has everything to do with my potential in a verse
so I spend most my time alone
I never use the phone and rarely find time to bone
playing house is played out like played out
you aint the only one that be showing up unannounced)))

telling me not to be a stranger (small laugh)
what if a strangers what I am
telling me not to be a stranger
what if a strangers what I am ma'm
women take shit so personal take no for answer
specificity's my anthem and I wave a banner like
this is not a social exercise of the heart
ajar, ...........kind of bizarre for the part

Scars like scarfs wearing that rejection like a necklace
if affection is the nemesis protect it
telling me not to be a stranger
what if a strangers what I am damn
Oct in a paradox enforcing the ruggedness
My synopsis take you on an exodus plus i'm dusted
why would I lie why would I make up problems
nothing makes me giggle more than a shitty make up job
I could be yours if you had a fretboard or chords
to explore and yeah I told the gang you swim raw
(and she's always in a rush),bringing up the clever subjects
there's no sweeter sweater puppets I should treat her better fuck it but
I want me more than you do when I'm making my shit
how you gonna light a fire when its already lit?
no if ands just Butts I'm on the way out
you aint the only girl that made me cry while we made out

Telling me not to be a stranger
what if a strangers what I am
she's always telling me not to be a stranger
but what if a stranger what I am plans
women take shit so personal take no for an answer
specificity's my anthem and I wave the banner like
this is not a social exercise I'm not your father
I try not to lie to you

SMOKE SCREEN!!!!!!!!

My rhyme style is

scumbag despicable none pass the pivotal
feeling very comfortable when drum pads the ritual (oh boy)
Bruce Banner Please Bruce Springtime Stein
mr. all about town Bruce Benefit Lee
I'll break you up in pac man and centipede (EASY)
Looking at MC's how can you benefit me?
you in the booth but aloof to the truth
that them babies you produce aint cute but I got proof (freak this whole scheme)
I wait until the cameras recording
then do some shit (you,they) may consider gorgeous
saying no to collabs,, got em acting shifty
why dont all 30 of you do a posse track and come and get me?
you aint the only cat with weak cover art and weak bars
(I) got yo mama like "please dont hit me with that cheap car"
fuck you and your freestyle you weak pal
i'm senile, finding classic samples in a/the free pile, sucka

but a stranger is what I am, man
men take shit so personal, take no for an answer

this is not a social experiment I'm not mother
I wont lie to you like the others do


hmm, okay
you're so social. Lose the Vagina why dont cha?
Talking revolution in song but there seems to be little revolution in your (captain kirk this one) actual life sooooooooooo

who's burning flags on flag pole street?

you?

not me(emphasize).
i fast while most of you assholes eat
so give thanks (yea!!)
you couldn't see me with a lens made of pyrex
I press my fingers real deep where your eyes rest-

tired like

I feel cobwebs,I remove one digit
I then wrap these cold arms around whats left of you and speak
hello.................

where's your brain?
Track Name: Play
as the lazy ocean hugs the shore by the femur
seems that somebody was carved out of a dream
I swing a lazy laser beam it makes me
wanna have a orgasm and sleep like a baby
we hate condoms we both hate condoms
fining tuning fine tunes at high noon bombin
miles high, and was supposed to do a dance song
would of been the most fun you could of had with your pants on
give me two features of twenty platoon feeders
i'll get nastier than a boy scout troop leader
touching kiddie rappers in their swimsuit area
reporters report it as the Ginsu carrier
a piece of cake I'll beat the brakes off the track
you can let by gone's be by gone's or try em on like hats
closet misogynist gynecologist follow this
I'm throwing money at my problems mayne haha

is this thing on?

our ears are not dumping grounds for your bad ideas

i repeat. our ears are not dumping grounds for your bad ideas

we all use the interweb
we all use the interweb
what excuse do you have now?!!

sculpt like river

YO!!

sculpt like a river walk like a mental patient
am I on some weak shit, or beyond your expectations??
rappers around me thinks that they are pros
this is why i don't fuck after my all-age shows
I'm a marathon of nightmares wrapped in black skin
what would i wouldn't give for a little bit a action
Mr. Jeighs like ninth wonder on a fruity loop binge
showing you the who is who while all you loonies tune in
at my roots I'm a just a funky lord finessing beats
stompin' opponents and giving girls the silent treatment
we get humility confused with humiliate
disintegrate your mental state its as real as hate
talking about keep it real do something we can feel
mother fucker you'se a rhyming sleeping pill you should leave the building
probable possible hypnotical knock your skull
methodical obstacles get caught in the hospital


every hip hop show is like an all i can eat buffet
Why do I need to fuck when I'm surrounded by so much PUSSY
You cant spell rhyme without me
you cant spell rhyme without me

Galifanakis of this rap shit

put em up put em up put em up
You're talking dirty to me
why does your breath smell like
Viacom

white rapper....you doing black art tryna take shots
at a direct descendant we're offended
these days I know it may be hard to process
especially if you ain't never been to the projects :)
to threaten me with violence i kind of feel disrespected
you rhyme like you never seen a black woman naked
so I guess its, time for me to show you who's the master
if the shoe fits I say some cool shit then I'm Casper
why would i put rims on a car like this ?
television wasn't as bright as us when we were kids
I can do a ton of shit that you cant deny
Sick Sick Rhymes from a Sick Sick Mind
I'm a blade runner who just made fun of you guys
Why would you get high on your own supply ??
next door that you run in make sure that its locked
cause i be having run-ins with the law
Track Name: 32,000lbs
big fish in a small pond
look mom all gone no hands
raw songs
they made a whole album of
small talk
the mother fuckers who have heard my tunes
get they first glimpse at a birds eye with the words i choose
the style is cool
intoxicating like a friendship but its endless
it can cheat death
make breakfast, smoke
and fuck better than a fantasy say cheese
ghost gas face imma cataclysm
pushing wigs back at a breast cancer patient convention
did I mention
how much this weighs
cant stop

my burden is your fortune

sorry sorry come back come back come back

My style is a walking abortion


I grow crimson with embarrassment
they say i change everything like sex
dishing compliments out like parking tickets
we laugh so hard
we get jealous of ourselves
its cool to be square when you're so well

well, so well rounded
Track Name: Hairline Fracture
I got everything I need
there is only one thing missing


feeling like a Saturday night
inviting and I sort of feel like Tyson
or m. bison make sure the stoves off
then I got so high I ( just )wanted to doz off((((((((((((((((
Umbrellas in case i'm stuck in the street(s)
and a knife in case the skin heads are fucking me
I got my shirt tucked in I paid a buck for the crease
then i almost left crib without brushing my teeth
I grab the paste and I didnt waste water when I started

tooth brush got more computer chips than your largest corporation
looking in the mirror at my face when
checking out my top and it feels like a disgrace
I don't remember my forehead being this large
friends outside yelling from the car
I might just have to hit my barber up on his cellular
who needs to freestyle I come off the top on the regular


If you heard it skips a generation you was mislead
my grand daddy had a full head on his death bed
Should I pay that price before I'm dead
its sort of like a breast implant but for your head (instead)
I am not a know it all, so whats the protocol on going bald(HUH!!!!)
I'm smoother than a bowling ball (HA!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I'll cut ya fucking toes off if your joke calls (yeah)
for a mention of the unintentional mo hawk
why wont these fucking girls ever flirt with me
my hairline looks like a fucking murder scene
I got hats in blue, black and burgundy (trying on hats)
too ashamed for the restoration surgery
at least I'm not over weight
is it because I wear headphones all day???? ))))))))))))))

every days bad hair day
its my quarter life crisis crisis crisis
every days a bad hair day (I GOT MORE HAIR ON MY FACE, THAN I DO ON MY HEAD AND REPEAT)
its my quarter life crisis
I got more hair on my face than I do on my head yo
this is my quarter life crisis

sort of like its quarter life
sort or like its quarter life crisis so on
sort of like its quarter life yo
sort or like its quarter life crisis


stepping out the batters cage twice
no license icing on my quarter life crisis
some people got bad teeth some people got bad breath
some people are flashy some people are pass fresh
I guess I'm somewhere in between
a skinny old looking mother fucker on the scene
God you could take a few inches from my dick
if you give me back the hair (that)I had when I was six
I want to see the template
I got a cut like a pyschotic infant and it scares women
I would never straighten it to be famous
i want a fucking haircut this shit feels like maintenance
if I had hair I could sell more than Usher
Hammertime with hammer, nobody could touch us
suckas always telling me that there going to push my wig back
mother fucker mother nature just did that
men have had enough of it and I should be advocate
looking like we suffering from break dancing accidents
my brother said hes losing he lost a milli meter
bills line didnt wither either
I am not a know it all, so whats the protocol on going bald
I'm looking like than a bowling ball
I'll pull your fucking throat off if your joke calls
for a mention of the unintentional mo hawk
why wont these fucking girls ever flirt with me
my hairline looks like a damn emergency
I got hats in blue, red and burgundy (trying on hats)
too broke for the restoration surgery
at least I'm not full of hate
maybe its because I wear headphones all day and its worth it I think

every days bad hair day
its my quarter life crisis crisis crisis
every days a bad hair day
its my quarter life crisis
I got more hair on my face than i do on my head yo
this is my quarter life crisis

every days bad hair day (I GOT MORE HAIR ON MY ASS THAN I DO ON MY HEAD AND REPEAT)
its my quarter life crisis crisis crisis
every days a bad hair day
its my quarter life crisis
I got more hair down there than I do up here
this is my quarter life crisis

I got more pubic hair than I do public hair
fuck!
Track Name: Live @ Pioneer Square
yo
ha

Everything from cru to track um repping with
dopeness is definite like i just stepped in it
any fly beat is a gift you got to rap it right
don't like to keep it to myself we share that appetite
jokes in my verse is spoken in church
October the 1st they choking on turf
I'm hitting hard enough to put a car in the shop
tarring marvelous rap stars and jarring the props
I use to catch em and be home in time (be)for(e) my curfew
they'd light sky when I was looking for my pet turtle (bubba)
my practice sessions may be proof of who can ask for better
nigga catching wreck like a Macintosh Black-n-Decker
I wonder how I would walk if nobody was watching me walk

I wonder how i would talk if nobody was watching me talk
talk

i may be closer than you think or what it seems to be
when rappers disappear behind like the scenery
is it all about the money, is it all about me?
c l o u d y in the place to be
You control freaks swear you ocd
all the ladies wonder where me and OC couldbe
its the kind of peace that we associate with sleep
put the needle to the groove recline and listen to a beat


I'm under the radar I'm sick
hmu
I'm under the radar I'm sick

Maybe I should dumb it down and get down with something simple but
i would be bored up out my mind with mad chicks on tv
big screen and magazines are far fetch when catching wreck
like this i use rhyme like that back when i was sixteen


I'm under the radar I'm sick

thats my algebra brah

Im under the radar

im sick


peace to all the rappers that feel like we in the same class
step up to the microphone and get your fucking brains smashed in
they'll put your name last friend
Maybe I should tone it down a little
beat around the bush baby you may never see me tattted up
wow now its all you see is batter up
style simple in plain (movie folder) i got game
check out my emaciated frame.
when the party is pac-man you know I'm never ghost
I'm bananas-nanas, apples apples, pears pears, pretzels pretzels

boom
you'll never see my face on an album cover
Track Name: Wingman(Midlaw)
I KNOW ONE IS the loneliest number!!!! but its so shiny though!!!
since I'm going first that means I'm number one right like, like
second to none

oh, man

who's more relevant you cant ignore the evidence
I got handles like George Frideric metaphor president
Cloudy October to the rescue
my style gets bit like Uncle Bens nephew

I'll bless you
with some yes yall's and don't stops
I'mma make these other assholes real hard to watch
I was sent here to put Portland on the map
opening act but I'm not an opening act so
look at what im holding its golden
this is fucking seth rogan vs. weapon x logan
you might you might be the illest where you come from
but aint nobody really ill where you come from
its open season on misconduct
i'm turning headliner(s) into dead rhymers when I open up

So whos going first
whos going first
Who's going first


bananas

BANANAS

the veteran private yep i'm setting trends i bet
ya'll style is drying than the jokes on Lettterman's
if lack a plan I pack a jam like Jackie Chan
I'll fuck you up like bush walking the streets of Pakistan
MY permission isn't granted if leave em disenchanted
this disadvantage makes you kiss the canvas
I dropped A mic when we opened for Phife
but I'm tight you don't have to hold me to the light
minister of protocol I know the law(s)
possible overlap
this album is more like an eclipse ////

you retarded fucks, you were finished before you started up
now you got your work cut out for you like kindergartners

So who's going first
who's going first
so who's going first
who you want to go first, who do you consider equal
some unfamiliar songs for some unfamiliar people//
Track Name: Name Yourself
The Music didnt choose me
and if you speak me at length you would know that
I am not the future of users of the NOOOOUNS
regardless of how the ssssOUND makes you feel
I am but representation of the present moment
Cloudy October is a concept

how could I be the next whoever the fuck, when I'm more clever and plus
Imma be the first me
now)are the others being honest or are they just faking (it)
do they study hip hip or do they just make it
You can be the first you ))))
analogous to the allegory of a story thats told true

all my names are real

When I was born i was given a euro centric name
when I got little wiser I decided to change it
it was connected to some horrible shit that brought pain
but I know black folks who do not feel the same
holy holidays I observe but I do not celebrate
through consistent diligence I excelarate
now I ain't trying piss on my family tree
but its no coincidence that I'm of the few
who likes to read
I feel connected to a ton of shit
I'm really sensitive I ain't trying to hide none of it
I do give a fuck yeah I care about a lot
they ask me who I think I am I guess I'll tell them what I'm not

I'm not a man, or a myth or legend or a rapper
or worshiper , a hipster um. or an activist
a hater or a lover not a fighter or a writer
I'm much more than all these things and you're invited too(or to)
This may be the closest to a love song that i ever come
you'll rarely here me (talk about some, talking about)shit that I've never done
and with my lust for learning I'm a real go getter
and I didn't need religion or prison to know better

I like to look nice when i step out of my place
but I don't need name brand shit to make me feel great
and even though I often rest in a pressed fit
I also like to come outside looking like shit
Its comfortable and its good for my health
and I don't need a mirror to take a look at myself
when I wear girls and kids clothes and (I) rarely hesitate
I wont hide behind the hair on my body or my face
They think I'm a bitch for not using the word bitch
well or (or both) I I I think they are bitches for using the word bitch
I wouldn't want nobody calling my sister or momma that
they never say that shit around women go figure, I guess its common
and he rarely stop them when hears it spoken to him
trying to find a way to speak up after all I'm only you
man I don't feel American knowing the shit I know so far
I'm am not that fucking car
I am not my skin, I am not this place
mommy and daddy seem to be the most important names anyway
Track Name: To Each Her Own
One woman's treasure is another woman's trash
I never played cards cause I was never good at math
mental blast put you in a body cast
hit your cerebellum dis coordinate your whole mass
embrace my DNA on every track
half-mastered ass rap style mad rough task <(rough task ( this one maybe: rough task)>
I'm taking bubble baths in the lab
rearranging names of famous people that I wanna stab
slipped on a pair of slippers made of glass
had pleasure placing last but never made it back
peace to Whippa Whip and Mr. Grandmaster Caz
trigger my filter and I'll be throwing dogs around like cats


I like the way you touch me
you seem to like the way I touch you too
the way you walk to me awkwardly talk dirty softly
its kind impressive and its been stressing me baby
I think you like the way i fuck
I love the way you fuck too, thank you
i find it treasure whenever I measure pleasure but--
there always someone that can do it better


they do it better they do it better they do it better they do it better
they do it better they do it better there always someone that can do it better
they do it better and
would probably do it better than me

Leaving Teeth Marks on Your Weak Heart(s)
You'll never hear me tell you that its real)))))))))

Break

real real real
Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science

Thats not for me to decide, its all personal preference more than anything else right?
Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science

How I look telling you I'm good. or im real. none of that shit is fact.
Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science Spark Science

Everyone thinks their dope. We'll let the people decide.

Science Science Science (?ahahahah) Science Science Science (something said by soundwave voice)

I think you love the way i fuck
I love the way I fuck too thanks
the way you walk to me awkwardly talking dirty
its pretty expressive but it could never last forEVER

I'm pretty sure he'd fuck you better than me haha

smooth

I'M on a quest love love love love love love


jumping out of cakes and shit

ill take the truth over the positive any day
I mean

He can do that angular shit you like

he's bigger than me, all over

He has a job and everything.