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Dr. Octagon
This nOde
last updated January 15th, 2008 and is permanently morphing...
(9 Et'znab (Flint) /
6 Muwan (Owl) - 178/260 -
12.19.14.17.18)
Psychedelic
Hip-HopEightQBert |
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off of _Blue Flowers Remixes_ 12" on Mo Wax
directed by John J. Assalian |
Waveforms:
by Jedi
Mind Tricks feat. Apathy The Alien
Tongue
& The Sun
Pharoah off of _The Psycho-Social, Chemical, Biological, and Electro-Magnetic
Manipulation of Human Consciousness_ Public
Enemy "create rap music 'cause i never done disco..."_Conspiracies_
MP3 (160k)
by Material feat. Kool Keith & Kut Masta Kurt off of _Intonarumori_ on
Palm (1999) Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: I Got to Tell You
(A Visit to the Doctor)
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
"Hello, this is the offices
of Dr. Octagon.
If you have insurance
or medical problems, I'm here for you
for any type of intestine
surgery, rectal rebuilding, relocated
saliva glands... and
chimpanzee acne! And of course moose bumps.
You can call 1-800PP51-DooDoo.
I'm in your corner."
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
f/ Sir Menelik
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: Dr. Octagon
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
[Kool Keith]
Live, November 6, 1996
at the Great Western Forum
in Inglewood, CA
Dr. Octagonecologyst and
Chewbacca Uncircumcised
perform with Curt
Kobane and Roger from Zapp
[Sir Menelik]
The plane managed to land,
the skeleton at the controls
A place called the Twilight
Zone
Are extraterrestrials able
to accomplish this?
I will explain but you'd
become more puzzled
at the possibilities
Earth ending trilogies,
wacky stuff
Like gas passing dinosaurs
While I stroll in circles
blindfolded
Gave a lady some wrinkle
cream out of rat poop
You might just laugh so
hard your skull cracks
Brain spills thick blood
shooting out like a champagne cork
Females so horny and mean,
sucking scales off of live rattlesnakes
My boy gave his girl money
for groceries, she got a new hairdo
Women like this could even
make the devil commit suicide
hung from a tree on Johannesburg
with no parachute
Big-Bigfoot captured by UFO's
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Haloes were found, at the
landing sites, vanishing
Vanishing victims, kept
alive on metal examining tables
Ex-Experts baffled they
could survive the caustic exposure
to laser scalpels, green
berets
Flowing
cold heads in mechanical wombs
Radioactive constant temperature
circular appendages
Cripples start shaking sending
distress signals
We're not alone in the Twilight
Zone
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"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
*scratched* "They waved
among the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
[Kool Keith]
Back in spiral, I roast
humans like a gyro
New York, Atlanta, Africa
to Cairo
Diplomat King Presidential
offspring
Two miles from Westinghouse,
with lights
down South
Government chemical voodoo
man miracle
Super disease your brain
is more hysterical
My urine see paralyze your
ability with space codes
electrodes you're ready
for a pap smear
Wax in your inner ear, doodoo
in your outer ear
Two cows a zebra will jump
through your atmosphere
Giraffe-Funk will raise
beamin through your trunk
Steam of Legion, to burn
up in your anal region
Power contracting with bombs
in his rectum factor
Utilized phonic likewater
in your Panasonic
Trip or slip or fall
Right into the earth pit,
gamma ray toilet
Microbes on your earth shit
Dr. Ludicrous, I turn into
a octapus
Grab eight
species, isolate like an incubus
Convert with probes,green
shit is on your earlobes
Attack what stomach with
juice they call gastric
Alien
bugs with sickle cell, get they ass kicked
Dermatologist examine more
black cysts
Radiation butter pouring
down your sinus, it's Dr. Octagon
*scratched* "They waved among
the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
*scratched* "They waved
among the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
[Sir Menelik]
Utilize to abuse minds
Slice head halves, let's
probe the subconcious lobe
Mathematical parabola, ACT
test and just ex-plorating
the creative arctic regions,
or isolating cockpit
A regular pitstop monitoring
with enough fuel to fly
a small dirigible
To a place an oasis in a
nebula, Earth
Universal charting unseen
atmosphere
Requesting assistance, I
speed through waves
like a Concorde SST
Then open aperature
The shape of Octagon selects
forward morphing it's the vertical Frankenstein
Prototype of like Kervorkian
Mind pedestrian controls
Spend elevation
gobble the ignorant supersonic cruise
Hidin to think, focus
psychosis with Von Blowford
Black lotus
releases when life is flailing external
terminal update, thermal
conducted power source supplied
Man on the moon
pumps amps, or souped up cable boxes
 |
getting up impossible
The speaker needs another
dose, concoct
Concoct the scenario view,
in a position of a coroner
describing current events
bent on human dismemberment
To a point of no resemblance
We're not alone in the Twilight
Zone
*scratched* "They waved among
the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
*scratched* "They waved
among the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
[Kool Keith]
Like Enoch, I wear my cape,
you can't destroy
my impeccable caliber that
makes your vision blur
I drop particle X when having
Rhythm sex
Voodoo
arrangers with the kids Power Rangers
Make me see other men, gorillas
masterbating with human strangers
Legally through court, you're
stung by a genital wart
Chlamydia, through the city-a
Los
Angeles Texas has a serpent that's urgent
for the mass appeal biomedical
test your rectum
squeezing in banana
peels
Outwards backwards towards
Boston
It's costing androids leaving
humans with hemerrhoids
Thinking more of what they
can't explore, like
the cartoon
Donald Duck is giving fellatio on the floor
with Reed Richards, looking
at The Thing's naked pictures
Taking Ex-Lax to relax with
the needle and thread
sewing up all the other
buttcracks
In the industry there's
no one who can mess with me
Dr. Octagon, now serving
coleslaw and pink pickles
"They waved among the trees at breakneck speed"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
*scratched* "They waved
among the trees at breakneck speed... their bikes"
[Kool Keith] Keep it simple
"Detached his bike, and leaped to safety
Just before they collided with a tree..."
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: Earth People
Typed by: OHHLA.com
Verse 1
First patient, pull out the skull,
remove the cancer
Breakin' his back, chisel necks for
the answer
Supersonic bionic robot voodoo
power
Equator ex my chance to flex skills
on Ampex
With power meters and heaters gauge
anti-freeze
Octagon oxygen, aluminum intoxicants
More ways to blow blood cells in
your face
React with four bombs and six fire
missiles
Armed with seven rounds of space
doo-doo pistols
You may not believe, livin' on the
Earth planet
My skin is green
and silver, warhead lookin' mean
Astronauts get played, tough like
the ukelele
As I move in rockets, overriding,
levels
Nothing's aware, same data, same
system
Chorus
Earth People, New York and California
Earth People, I was born on Jupiter
x4
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Verse 2
Now my helmet's on, you can't tell
me I'm not in space
With the National Guard United States
Enterprise
Diplomat of swing with aliens
at my feet
Comin' down the rampart through beam
on the street
Obsolete computes, compounds and
dead sounds
As I locate intricately independent
Economic rhymer got savoury store
food
In Capsule D my program is ability
For a reaction and response to a
no-one
Identification Code: Unidentified
I got cosmophonic, pressed a button,
changed my face
You recognised, so what? I turned
invisible
Made myself clear, reappeared to
you visual
Disappear again, zapped like a android
Face the fact, I fly on planets every
day
My nucleus friend, prepare, I return
again
My 7XL is not yet invented
Repeat chorus
Verse 3
Space Ranger, contact tubes, send
synthetics
I program one and go to Earth through
the fax machine
My number's Seven-Oh-Nine Seven-Five-Five
Six-E-L-Three
Computer File: Nine-Three
Digital
level, standing on the terminal
Upside down through polygons fightin'
pentagons
Changin' blue skin, my brown colour's
comin' back
I'm psychedelic
this time,
come in rainbow
Look at the green lights and y'all
see my brain glow
Five colours: yellow, black and red
and green...purple
Repeat chorus
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: Blue Flowers
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
"Let me show you somethin" (2X)
 |
Dr. Octagon, paramedic fetus
of the East
with priests, I'm from the
Church of the Operating Room
with the strike support,
scalpels since the holocaust
I do indeed in greed, explore
meet the patients
Back to brooms with the
nurse with the voodoo
curse
Holding up office lights,
standing at huge heights
Back and forth, left wing
swing to North
East and South with blood
pouring down your mouth
I come prepared with the
white suit and stethascope
Listen to your heartbeat,
delete beep beep BEEP
Your insurance is high,
but my price is cheap
Look at the
land...
Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond,
in the purple pastures Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the purple pond,
yellow ink that flows
Blue Flowers!
Drawing by the pond, look,
it's raining yellow
Would you care to listen
to me more? Thank you
Holding bags on down right
from the hospital
It's a patient that's worth
to keep the germs off the turf
Cybernetic
microscopes and metal antidote
Two telescopes that magnify
the size of a roach
Three computers to cup of
coffee planted with my hand and
astroplanets detached turn
on rear foggers
Cut the light on the kid,
and turn the bright on
Supersonic waves
combine and burn as brainwaves
I see the mascot of Evil
he's not Kneivel
Shakespeare's
gone don't even think about it
Yes, as I'm going to the
park, I see...
Blue Flowers!
It's raining green,
by the
pond
Blue Flowers!
It's totally raining green,
pouring
Blue Flowers!
I smell the bees and the
birds
Blue Flowers!
Different aspects of life,
blue flowers
*DJ Q-Bert cuts and scratches*
*"Let me show you something"
sample repeats in background*
*DJ Q-Bert continues amazing turntablism
that can't be put into words*
Artist: Dr. Octagon
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: Blue Flowers Revisited
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
Dr. Octagon, paramedic focus
on the East
for priests my anisthetics
prescribe a certain fertilizer
Homegrown computer wise
on the microphone
Utilizing tracks inverted
by animical
High typical force,
space sex intercourse
You get lost, and memorize
to the Enterprise
Scotty the Captain, Mr.
Spock keeps rappin
4212, the shit moves at
warp speed
Dynamic 7, navigation of
the coppers
Moving in crystals, operating
lightspeed
I see the plants, they're
growing
Blue Flowers (2X)
Cyber analog through virtual
reality
Different colors of earth
rocks in variety
Medical equal, with helmets
on the space people
Galactic at 8,
the verdict can't demonstrate
You be confused, and disobeying
planet rules
Biochemistry, with stars
for publicity
Megasonic bass, with data
chips in your face
Nuclear lend drums, that
bang hard on dark tracks
Reacting reverb, concious
spots on your nerve
I take a break like James
Brown to the bridge
*singing* Sailing, takes
me away
To wherever I'm really going.. shoobedowop
Up, up, and away!
In my beautiful, balloon!
Optical biofeedback,
magnetic borders
X-Ray you see skeletons
fly North for the next day
We give passes covered with
dioxalyn gases
Return
*singing again* Here's George
Jetson!
Back with intriguing positive
minerals
You enter the center search
and raiding at random
with no condom, no rubbers
will reach the testicles
and effect em, by animal
means, I'm in your spectrum
As I walk through the garden
of orange tomatoes, I see
Blue Flowers (3X)
blue flowers... yes...
Artist: Dr. Octagon
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: I'm Destructive
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
Taking a patient out of the bathroom into water
That's right, get in the water and touch the electricwires
Hold this... here's some bread!
"Now you tell me how you can live in an apartment,
with the pieces
of a person, rotting away with decay and
not know?"
"I
was totally sick, to tell the truth"
"Washing bones, why were you washing bones?"
"Cause
they were smelly"
[Kool Keith]
Think about it, if you was there standing looking
at me
What would you do, if I hit your face with dog
doodoo?
Smear purple flies on your forehead
Spit in your salad, vomit on your brother's breakfast
Take your ass outside, burn your mother's house
Bring pet mice, and scare your sister with my
gray mouse
Then drop him under the bed, and leave him there
dead
Take out your parakeet, with scissors, clip his
head
Then get the charcoal, whassup, burn your dog's
legs
Walk by the barbershop, and hit the glass with
eggs
Then go in the club and dance,
mix the alcohol
Great with roach spray, here's a drink, have a
ball
Dance to the music, watch it party pooper
Yeah, you know...
I'm destructive (4X)
Bash in your head with ten full cans of Campbell's
soup
I'm on the roof, I'm not another pigeon out the
chicken coop
Stole your checks, and flush money down the toilet
bowl
Look at the frog,
he's gone too down the commode
 |
War paint on the carpet, your fur was my target
Give the baby some gum, a pack of BubbleYum
Stick it in the rugs, smearing green lightning
bugs
 |
all around the walls, down the halls
Checking out doodoo on flame pits, niggaz with
they armpits
down, smellin funky, check out the junkie, spit
I'm destructive!! (4X)
Like a green red blue reindeer, dead lying down
with a fawn
Copulating, having sex
Mating with a babboon with buffalo wings
Hahahahaha
Like Hitler, the German Shephard, coming down from
the Bronx
fighting moose you sound as soft as a goose
We all hang with tickets for Van Halen
Orifice, Autopsy, Def Leppard and Spaz
C'mon, drop the jazz Grateful Dead, rock with
it
I'm destructive!!! (3X)
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith/Mr.
Gerbik)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: halfsharkalligatorhalfman
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
Intro One: (only on Dr. Octagon "hidden track" original version)
I would have been completely
dead had it not been for the Shark Man.
Shark Man? *chuckling*
Judging from his appearance,
that's the most appropriate
name I could come up with
for him.
I hate this kid.
This uhh... THING you're talking about.
It had the body of a shark, and the arms and face of a man?
That's the chap.
Holy jumping jackfish!
Intro Two: Mr. Gerbik
*moaning, growling*
Yes, you have met the dangerous
208 year-old Uncle of Dr. Octagon.
I myself Mr. Gerbik.
Half-shark, half-man, skin like alligator.
Carrying a dead walrus.
Check it.
Verse One: Mr. Gerbik
With my white eyes, gray
hair, face is sky-blue yellow
Sideburns react, my skin
is colored lilac
My skin turn orange and green
in the limousine
People think I'm mixed with
shark, drinking gasoline
Underwater I breathe and
let loose on my sleeve
Walking down Hollywood Boulevard
with a credit card
Three alligators behind
me, feel my skin is hard
Transvestites, and people
watch space parasites
I left his head in the store,
legs in the street
Body in Wilcox, with blood
dripping off my feet
L.A.P.D. through gray clouds
couldn't see me
I first turned rainbow,
closed my eyes, watch my brain glow
People got scared and ranned
away they think I'm weird
I was born this way, halfsharkalligator
Is he weird??
Chorus: Mr. Gerbik *singing*
half-shark-alligator-half-man
"Half man, half shark!"
half-shark-alligator-half-man
"Half man, half shark!"
Verse Two: Mr. Gerbik
My vomit fluctuates, covers
your skull like protoplasm
Lightning
bugs turn pink, on my tongue
catches spasms
Green elephants, I battle
streets with a zebra
My mechanism is more than
Dionne's psychic voodoo
African beads, snakeskins,
cold script through you my medical passes
You can't see, with greedy
glasses
Carbon dioxide, pour right
through em with gases
My description dinosaur
I was made half-shark-half-man,
my skin is like razor blades
Seven-oh-seven, Mr. Gerbik
Verbally no one change my
thoughts, animals fly
from Philly
My appetites more big it's
time for wildabeasts
Adjust my skulls, seven
eyes switch hydraulic scribbles
and shrimps, mack gorillas
like a pimp
Half-shark-alligator-man
Chorus 2X
Verse Three: Mr. Gerbik
In my real
world, orangutangs dance
for Thanksgiving
With skeleton bones and
skunk tails, is my mission
Holding backward raps to
all my power packs
Babboons clap, and girl
horses wanna hit the sack
We're too bold for ocean water,
monkeys sniffin ice
Contact
Jupiter
pools Martians bring my rice
I'm out flyin with purple
capes in the twilight
Oooh ooh ooh, tonight's
the night
My oxygen region's, New
York to California
Half shark alligator half
man!
Outro: PBS "Nature"
It takes a supreme feat of strength to swim through
the water plows while dragging two hundred and
fifty pounds on your back... the crocodile's teeth
are designed to seize and hold, not to cut through
skin. During all the hours the somber lay in the water,
but are unable to penetrate the deer's tough hide.
The crocodiles make a few token objections; but in the
end, give up the struggle
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Song: 3000
Typed by: dj.flash@pobox.com
Three thousand!!!
Three thousand!!
I crank up lyrical flows,
spit spats, what's that
The pattern records, don't
touch the DATs, yo
Check out the pro skills,
medic fulfills
Contact
react to style I'm back you lack
Channels and handles, Automator's
on the panels
Turnin knobs you slobs suckers
like Baskin Robs
Carvel don't tell your whole
crew is ice cream fudge
Rappers that budge, makin
moves step in grooves
And ride the pace like at
thirty-three dark shades
Now you seein me
Rap moves on to the year
three thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Let me shuffle red red red
see the black heart it ain't hard
Pick and choose you lose
oops you lost
Check out the boss on Broadway
down to walkways
Suckers with mics that end
up with tooth decay
I, the Doctor, stop ya,
in your world rock ya
Heads bop, forever tunes
and they won't stop like hip-hop
keeps growing, sick of sick
of showing
Scratches in matress business
money reattaches worldwide
deep inside stops the diamond
rocks
In a million world, billion
world, quitrillion world
Rap moves on to the year
three thousand
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
Three thousand!
As space I've shown participator
acts walk up clog up and mess up
water down the sound, that
comes from the ghetto
In the middle the core you
tour explore experience
what is real you feel, changing
ways
Commercial rap's in the
grave, stuff on disc that's very wack
that you saved, you think
it's good won't go platinum
or even turn wood, sell
the cassette
Your homey's tape deck gets
wet
You my pet,
my poodle chicken noodle's on the rise
Open your eyes and see my
life
Rap moves on to the year
three thousand!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!
Three thousand!!!
Artist: Dr. Octagon (Kool Keith)
Album: Dr. Octagonecologyst
Title: No Awareness
featuring Sir Menelik
[Dr. Octagon]
Your organic medical talk
propels off my arms
The atom bomb final Lionel
Richie not couth for this battle
I battle sing sing sing
like bing bing bing
ricochet rapid grab it like
a poppa
Watch you jam like a techer
with old energy it's me
lyrically bionically you're
panicked B
You end up in the ?
as I begat
Fertilizin your chrome
dome boils sore medicated
All flows
rose and have a tweakin speakin
Puerto Rican the powerful
machine gun stun
Ba-bum-bum-bum-bum-bum,
ambulence, lights bright
Paramedics fetish your legs
with eggs chicken you can hatch
Can't find too they dead
ex, but the skin don't match
Chorus: Dr. Octagon (repeat 3X)
And you say, no awareness, swift as gold
[Sir Menelik]
Bio-production is greatly
increased, magnetic fields
Velocity of projectiles,
electro-liquid experiments
Theoretical observances
and critical procedures, cool
to seventy-seven Kelvins,
by submerging, steel cylinders
Secure capacitated it in
the cyrogenic containin the crude samples
One millimeter, in diameter
Since the last explosion,
December 3rd, 1992
Reinforce mixin copper nickel-beryllium
oxide
Concentric layers, proportional
carbon density of the radius
Indisturbed existance if
it does produce contradictory statements
or quantum, wave
functions, mechanic mind out of matter
This behaviour is accompanied
by concious experience
Remains astral,
flexing as ever
Ask Copernicus about pushing
limits
Chorus
[Dr. Octagon]
Like a twenty-five, pep-a-pep-pep,
pellets beebee guns
will stun buns, kickin up
dirt dust, must you see me
hittin like beepers, beep
beep, vibrate
Take swift shake swift with
myth, while you smoke a spliff
Change strange and detour
thought more
minds with signs of minds
on 8 by 10
class when atomic lines
You keep a deep thought,
bop bought
My planet court rehearsal
is a must, lust my vital
is a point to bust my inhabitants,
past.. tense
ever since Presidents..
Lyndon B.
Jerry, John, George and
Carter like Optimus
deep silk reflects on a
starter
Megatron, REJUVENATE!
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Chorus 1.33X
[Sir Menelik]
Edge,
dislocation specifically, opportunity to form
and ultimately fail, under
stress depends, on science immobile
epoxy, or stock composites
New conductors maximum amp
use much finer, filaments
Eighteen percent, of volume,
minus . three six nine degrees
Celsius, a record for resistive,
electromagnets
A hybrid design, seven-hundred
thirty-thousand gauss
for all types of DC residents,
absorbed in
flowin through fifteen=thousand
one-hundred watt, lightbulbs
Tremendous heat is generated,
driven by direct
but not oscillating,
current
Extremely, powerful, fascinating
Engineering reflections,
acoustic depth by analysis
Vulnerable, to legal talents
High exposure, requires,
mental protection, replica
Artificial dynamic Microsoft
tech
Heavy black cables Nova
robot, demanding, battery
power
Acids
found, in Josephalia, the master gene
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