Nevar Say Die! Compilation, Volume Three

by Concatenation Records

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CD available here: www.concatenationrecords.com/store.html

This is the third installment of the Nevar Say Die! compilation, which features works from a variety of its artists and encompasses many different styles of chiptunes, video game covers, and original works.
All proceeds go to the MAGFund.

Special thanks to weener, darmock, Josiah Tobin, and cetera for their help with the artwork and to all of the Shizzies that participated!

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released December 8, 2009

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Track Name: temp sound solutions - Memphis Will Be Laid to Waste
Walk around the room with a glaze in your stare.
In your tuxedo suit.
I will give it a name.
Lower your defenses.
Lower your casket.
Open the door and open your grave.

Murder.

Now you're doing the waltz with your mother.

Mediocrity is the killer.
You find yourself helpless.
Christ is not a fashion, fleeting away.
He laid emeralds in her eyes, but I'd already tried a
bracelet made of gold and a scarlet thread around her wrist.

Everything was wrong so we sang sentimental songs.
“Oh how seldom we belong but how elegant our kiss.”
We painted crooked lines but danced in perfect time to a love so much refined,
we know not what it is until like a dullen wine we pour
into a grief know before but never quite like this.
All I know now is regret, it follows like a silhouette along the cobbelstone behind me,
but has nothing to say except to innocently ask,
its voice delicate as glass, “Do you see me when we pass?”
but I continue on my way.
Track Name: Swimfail - Vermin A
So you think of me as an obstacle
A drawback, a con
A roadblock to the path that you live on
You know that I don’t trust you
But I’m just doing my job
So forgive me, man, if this sounds odd…

But,

I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin

VERMIN!
You filthy rodent, GO!
VERMIN!
You filthy rodent, GET LOST!

I’ve seen you come and go, you know
In many people’s shoes
Just be careful who you choose
I admit my viewpoint
Might be kind of skewed
But I can’t ignore your corruption seeping through

I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin

VERMIN!
you filthy rodent, GO!
VERMIN!
you filthy rodent, GET LOST!

I wish I were annoyed by the attention
I wish that I could wish the need away
But I just keep begging for your condescension
Pretending I’m some kind of stupid stray

STRAY!
RODENT!
VERMIN!
SCUM!

I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin to you
I’m just vermin
Track Name: tibone (feat. Ryan King) - Two of a Kind
From the first I’ve met you,
I knew you’re gonna be good
You have something different
From anyone else that I knew

You played cool and hard to get
And baby that’s fine
I tried hard not to spook you away
With my weird way

Let's go away
Right out of here
You and I
We're two of a kind

Let's go away
Outta here
You and I
We're two of a kind

Off to another place
’Cause none of us like it here
Let’s make ourselves a new home
On the stars above our heads
we can be ourselves upthere
without anyone else
Into the stars our love
Can grow to a infinite mass

Let's go away
Right out of here
You and I
We're two of a kind

Let's go away
Outta here
You and I
We're two of a kind
(Oh yeah)

Outta here!

Let's go away
Right out of here
You and I
we're two of a kind

Let's go away
Right out of here
You and I
We're two of a kind
Let's go away
Outta here
You and I
We're two of a kind
Track Name: Wizard Combat - Pizza Party
Pizza party pizza party
Teacher's throwing us a pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The kids are pigging out at the pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The bus is taking us to a pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The kids are are freaking out at the pizza party

PIZ-ZA PAR-TY YEAH!
YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH YEAH…!
I want my pizza with sausage and pepperonis… please.

Pizza party pizza party
Teacher's throwing us a pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The kids are pigging out at the pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The bus is taking us to a pizza party
Pizza party pizza party
The kids are are freaking out at the pizza party
Now!
Track Name: Recreational Episiotomy - Overpass
Unholy ass shitting from the overpass
Unholy ass shitting from the overpass
Unholy ass shitting from the…
Track Name: ansgaros - Falling Apart
There used to be a fire inside me
But now that fire is long gone
And the embers that remain will soon burn through
I’m growing cold and time goes on

Where there used to be a light
Now only shadow remains
My soul is dark

So long ago since I really felt a thing
And now I wonder
How long I can keep up the charade
Act as if everything was fine
When I’m falling apart

All alone again I sit here and I think
Going through the things I feel
This silence slowly eating away my will to live
There is no light, no rescue in sight

Every day it’s the same old thing
I dwell on my own suffering
No one may ever see
What I hold inside
Where there used to be a light
Now only shadow remains
I’m so alone

So long ago since I really felt a thing
And now I wonder
How long I can keep up the charade
Act as if everything was fine
When I’m falling apart

“One word frees us of all the weight and pain of life: That word is love.”

What is… love?

So long ago since I really felt a thing
And now I wonder
How long I can keep up the charade
Act as if everything was fine
When I’m falling apart

I’m falling apart
Track Name: neu cetera (feat. darmock and geotarkus) - The Secret of Manga: Part A - 21 Jumpstick, Part B - No Food 'Til You Dance
Hungry

Boom boxin' in the street
The soundtrack to the beat
Some old lady called the police
They don't like me

Speaker inside my feet
Runs on soy chick-en meat
Neon bento sushi fish treat
That's what they eat

On the streets
Gotcha So-nic warrior
Came-ra don't see me

Oh blom-bee
Genie dog where are you
Feel that laser pumping chee-sy beef

Tall boy of twisty tea
Spark bomb ex-plode my knee
Orange amaretto cher-ree
Fun-kee for-tee!

We can't afford CD
So download it for free
Yasutaka Nakata please
On m.p.sree

In the mall
Got to dance it o--off
Spin-ning me-lon seed

Steal your change
Go to arcade and play
Neo punk shot radikal blomby

Chop wom chee pah… chibit

The chicken has become the egg bite my arm
You know eee champay heeee - you know eee champay heeee?

In alley we can't lose (What?)
Drive by on weeaboos (Yeah!)
Crabcore baby Baltimore steam
Inside it's green (Woo!)

I get kicked out of club
By woo woo bubba rub (Yeah!)
T-square playing on jumbo screen
Is my dunk dream

On the streets (Yo Yo Yo)
Under po-lee-gon sun
Shizzies start to creep

On caffeine
Guara-na and tau-rine
Shat-ner hand punch me and steal my Jeeks!

I trade chicks bone for cash (Go on!)
I make smart use of trash (Yeah!)
I dispose of man with mustache (Ok ok)
Toooooo bad


We come to do it live
A nuclear hi five
Groove thang break down Ironicide
Do you speak jive?

Rauble kick
Got to get
those Ratigators off your tail

In the lot
In the parking garage
Bossies breaking
Nevar Say Die Sree!

Fight!

Kick, kick, kick, kick boxer

Go go

Grr grr

*Giggle*

Ah ah ah

Oh oh oh oh oh yeah

Haw haw

Huuuuh

Kick, kick, kick, kick boxer

Go go

Grr grr

*Giggle*

Ah ah ah

Oh oh oh oh oh yeah

Final final final elbow

Upper grand cut

Head head crush

Hwa hwa hwa

Oagh

Reaaaaaaaa

Ahhhhhhhh

Come on

Ahhhhhhhh

Ah yeah hoo gwa huh ey ha

Ah yeah hoo gwa huh ey ha

Ah yeah hoo gwa huh ey yeah

Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby

yeah

uh uh uh uh uh gwa wa

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Track Name: Skies of Cyanide - Inundation (The Ebb and Flow)
Floodgates torn down
Soaked to the bone
Deep, empty abyss
Drenched and alone
Emotional maelstrom
Leaves a river of tears
Flowing through the psyche
All deluged but fears

No currents of hope
To rush through the despair
No ebb to this sorrow;
This drowning nightmare
Distilling the pain
In one last wave of time
From the wound, blood courses
Like a stream: sublime
Track Name: The Buttfuxtables - Settin' the Woods on Fire
Set a fire to the wood
Billie dancin’ on the hood
Hootenanny up in flames
I don’t even know their names
Cowboy hat, Cadillac
Country pyromaniac
Drive around, little town
Light a match, burn it down
Put on the yellow dress I think is pretty
We’re settin’ the woods on fire… no, really
We’re actually starting a fire in the woods
‘Cause I’m your man and you’re my damaged goods
‘Cause I’m your man and you’re my damaged goods
Track Name: Jesse Bishop - 7th Loop of the Vortex
Nowhere in time
Through wasted years
And aeons he flies
To end sorrow and tears

On the 7th loop of the vortex

Get to the park
Erase negativity
Even when its dark
Go infinity

On the 7th loop of the vortex

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 go

On the 7th loop
Track Name: weener and Tender Lad (feat. Madge) - One Man's Pet
A long time ago, one night I had a dream
Which made me believe the world
Was not quite what it seems
A spectre appeared to me
With wings of pale white
And I can still remember
What it said to me that night

It said:
Ignorance is wickedness
And wickedness is bad
And always feel grateful
For the little things you had
And always call your mother
But never call your dad
And don’t forget
That one man’s pet
Is one man’s slave
And one man’s brother

Then it floated away
With nothing more to say
And I’ll never forget
All the things that it said
With a flap of feathery wings
And a wink from all three eyes
It left me to think of these things
And fluttered into the sky

It said:
Heaven is a library
But ignorance is bliss
And always feel open
To the comfort of death’s kiss
And friends will never leave you
If you keep them in a box
And when you climb the mountain
Never watch for falling rocks

Then it slithered away
With nothing more to say
And I’ll never forget
All the things that it said
With a flap of leathery wings
And a wave of a slimy claw
It left me to think of these things
And dragged itself through the door
Track Name: Theophagus - To Be Played at the Wedding
This is a song of love
On this special day
It's a song of love
For when you say “I do”
Yes, it's true

This is a song of love
For when you get hitched
Even though my voice above
is highly-pitched
It's deep
and yours to keep
Track Name: Bit Rat vs. MC Fen - Do I Look Like A Guy That Wants to Play Doubles?
Check the tech first, better get the best mech in the ‘Verse
Facing him down, place him in the eraser queue face-first
920, triple bandwidth memory, SSD
Counter your magic attack with three claps, Yes Indeed
98 to XP, never ran ME-tan
Steady the rock solid overclocking with 7-chan
Semi-heavy 120-by-25, any live wire gets spliced in to power my 70 drive
RAID array, pave the way for J.Rain to save the day
Here comes the fade to grey
I’ll make ‘em pay, take away the beta ray, reverse the mistakes I made
Perfection at work like I’m playing Braid
Never succumb to Shade because I fly on form
No communication breakdown like Ion Storm
Bionically born, flaunting the four
Gentlemen, start the war
Take the competition and mop the floor, what?

Ladies and gentlemen, presenting Fen, the zen rap defender,
Messages sent out to the machine’s screen, the Techbender
Protest ender, finesse shown in all things
It’s problematic like a ball of dough on a small string
Revolving, take it with me quick with the spin
Super Avilyn to perpendiculars picked from the bin
Indiscriminate liberty taken with literacy
Flippantly takin risky chances where the chance of victory is wickedly thin
Still win by a tick of the clock
We’re diggin the rock, whether or not it’s hip hop, the chips got
Crunch like the bits on a quad to crush cores
Like a Duron Morgan, so raid your luck stores
The chip track of the year, we lack fear
Fen and Bit_Rat, clackin the power switch on the back rear
Of the box, to make damn sure the velocity of my thoughts
Stays in damn near flawless lock-step with the processor clocks

I leap frequencies, the three most elite tweakers on CPU-Z combined
Couldn’t compete with me when I rhyme decently
Let alone freakishly sweet, the sleeker the beat, the better
Slide easily, the lyrical lead shredder
Three pedals per USB header, bendin the circuitboard
Takin over planets when I’m rappin like an Irken war
Dirk The More Daring with an Audacity upgrade
Put paid to several dozen orcs with a blunt blade
Driven to win... Driven to play Riven again
Printin a page out full of dead links and give it to Gehn
Kickin the inhibitions of typical men to the curb
Render the words fast, I’m an electrical blur
Rep the kinetic, incur energy burns readily when I rock steady
My FSB clocks like a hot Pressy
Ready or not, I run up in the rec room with tennis shoes
And bounce some raps off of the walls until I finish tunes

I write twice as dope, and I write without struggle
Do I look like a guy who wants to play doubles?