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Producer : krAzy spAce
Executive Producer : Labelle Paloma

Recorded at Paloma
Mixed by Samuel Navel at Question de Son
Mastering : Harris Newman for Grey Market Mastering

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released November 25, 2013

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Track Name: La La La
Intro

Molly : Your next patient's here.
Psychologist : Thanks Molly, let him in. Come in.
Julien : Hi Doc.
Psychologist : Hi Julien, nice to meet you! Please have a seat.
Julien : Thanks.
Psychologist : So, why did you decide to consult?
Julien : I don't know...
Psychologist : Never mind, just introduce yourself.

Verse 1

My name is krAzy
spAce, motherfuck' I ain't no froggy.
White stripe in the middle I'm my own nation's army.
Hot bitches want me to stay fresh like Mannie,
Haters want me dead but I resurrect like Kenny! Kids,
Run and tell your nanny you found a new role model,
That he's French and taught you how to make a girl waddle.
Let's pop bottles, I'd propose a toast :
I'm officially the person that I hate the most.
Let's squirrel the party bitch and I'll call you "my nut cleaner",
For once I got a woody please don't be a buzzkiller,
Let's make the world iller, I think I found a cure,
I be Louis Pasteur in a world that can't be pure.

Chorus :

I'm not a fucking stereotype and I kinda like that.
See me in the street, you'd never think I'm that phat,
So I keep going, this melody's ringing inside.
Lalalalala.
I'm so good and so bad and I kinda like that,
I'm that boy you never had and you wish you could tap that,
But I keep going, this melody's singing inside.
Lalalalala.

Bridge :

Psychologist : Well, you seem to have a huge self esteem, am I right?
Julien : If you say so...
Psychologist : Do you have any idea where it could come from?

Verse 2

I heard I was wack, FUCK THAT.
You can kiss my ballsack,
I ain't got time to strike back at suckers with a white flag.
Bad motherfucker with no attitude, white fag.
Bitch don't fuck with me you under 21, blackjack!
French explosion, worldwide exposure,
If sex is a treasure well I never dig it sober.
Ladies and gentlemen, what you're about to discover...
Oh fuck it... I'm too old for this shit... Danny Glover.

Chorus :

I'm not a fucking stereotype and I kinda like that.
See me in the street, you'd never think I'm that phat,
So I keep going, this melody's ringing inside.
Lalalalala.
I'm so good and so bad and I kinda like that,
I'm that boy you never had and you wish you could tap that,
But I keep going, this melody's singing inside.
Lalalalala.

Verse 3

It sounds like the soundtrack to my life, Kid Cudi.
I was right but it was before my knife gets bloody,
Doc I swear it wasn't me, god everything's shaggy,
everything's blurry, blacked out faster than a blackberry.
And I keep havin' this dream about this girl let me pic the scene,
It seems we teens between sixteen and eighteen and we close as twins
We happy, we marry, we havin' a baby, we named her hilary
There's something about this girl like there's something about Mary!
And then *Poof*, it all turned scary,
I grab a knife and slit my throat screamin' out I'm krazy space
Wake up in fear feeling cold embrace.
I know her, how could I forget her pretty face?

Chorus :

I'm not a fucking stereotype and I kinda like that.
See me in the street, you'd never think I'm that phat,
So I keep going, this melody's ringing inside.
Lalalalala.
I'm so good and so bad and I kinda like that,
I'm that boy you never had and you wish you could tap that,
But I keep going, this melody's singing inside.
Lalalalala.

Outro

Psychologist : Okay. It seems that your way of life, your relationships and your energy are controlled by anger. It' usually a feeling that grows up during childhood or adolescence. Have you ever suffered traumas or shocking event when your were young?
Julien : I don't think so...
Track Name: My Medicine
Intro

Psychologist : Subsequently, I'm going to ask you to close your eyes, to relax, and breathe deeply. Now, think about your past, your childhood. Let your emotions from back in time resurface. And now tell me, who were you?

Verse 1

I used to be a motherfucker well educated,
The kinda guy polite, subtle and sophisticated,
Everybody liked me I was appreciated
I was pretty clever too, so I graduated.
They called me the perfect boy it was appropriated,
I just had to wink at girls and they all fainted.
My fam had the certitude that I would make it,
'Til I date this fucking slut and it all faded.
But how the fuck was I supposed to know
A hoe can lead your life without a leash she just has to blow
And once she got your dick deep down in her throat
She wants another dog so she leaves you on the side of the road
But in a wild land the cutest puppy turn into a wolf
And for each scarf made of fur you're wearing you can hear a howl.
God damn I feel good like never before,
Cuz anything you've ever wished I can have it all!

Chorus

I got everything bitch I got everything
You'll see me on the cover of a magazine
I got everything bitch I got everything
I got everything but a weddin' ring
I got everything bitch I got everything
I'm the illest motherfucker that you've ever seen
I got everything bitch I got everything
I got everything but my medicine.

Verse 2

My doctor told me to channel my anger into power,
That anytime I wanna kill I have to plant a flower.
What the fuck was he thinking, do I look like a gardener?
He had to think deeper, I put him 6 feet under.
So now I got some skeletons in my garden,
None in my closet,
Makin' money off their organs.
See bitch your pussy gave birth to a monster,
who wants to find his own Jodie Foster.
They say success is the best revenge,
I show my stitches on the stage
Through every song I'm in a rage
Release the beast outta its cage
And there no way you can assuage him (hanhan)
From Paris to Beijin (grr)
American, Asian (grrr)
I feel so amazin'!
And all around the world I slap bitches like (TCHAAAA)
I fuck bitches like (AAAHHH)
Like you did hurt me like (AARRRGGGHHH)
So give it away, give it away, give it away now!
Show me the way, show me the way, show me the way (POW)!

Chorus

I got everything bitch I got everything
You'll see me on the cover of a magazine
I got everything bitch I got everything
I got everything but a weddin' ring
I got everything bitch I got everything
I'm the illest motherfucker that you've ever seen
I got everything bitch I got everything
I got everything but my medicine.

Verse 3

I used to be so well educated,
I used to have a thirst for life but I dehydrated!
I don't give a fuck if I'm hated,
As long as you receive my words and got lapidated from 'em!
See to me you ain't the slightest thing, the slightest thing.
You don't even mean a thing, don't mean a thing.
Cuz bitch I got everything, I got everything.
I got everything but my medicine.

Bridge

Me,me,me, medi,medicine
Me,me,me, medi,medicine
Me,me,me, medi,medicine
I got everything but my medicine

Outro

Okay
I need some help
I live
By myself
I need
Another girl
To rule
My own world.

Psychologist : Obviously your problem is related to your sentimental life. What I'm going to ask you now, is to go further, to abandon yourself and be conducted just by the sound of my voice. On my count to four, you're going to describe precisely the woman that is obsessing you.
Track Name: Who's Gonna
Intro :

One, Two, Three, Four.

Verse 1

Carmine red polish on the top of your nails,
Salmon pink lips,
Best recipe for the males,
Number one chick on my list.
You name starts with S like the curve of your back that I wanna caress.
You look so wonderful in that black dress,
from these binoculars your room's a mess.
The perfect imperfection, you're the intersection
between a model and a geek, hell and heaven.
Wow, I like the way you talk,
I like the way you walk especially in the dark.
You never see me ain't you?
My delectable adventure.
And I can't wait to meet ya.
Like a child and a preacher.

Chorus

Who's gonna...
Who's gonna rape you first? (x2)

Verse 2

They say it's wrong to stalk you when you're walking in the dark,
But what else could you do when you're just fucking unable to talk
to somebody you love the most?
Exactly you play the ghost!
You're my Molly, I'm you Sam, please don't try to cut the rope.
Everybody knows I'm a motherfuckin' monster,
A damn creature created by nature.
Who the fuck they think they callin' immature?
Just because I like dolls and torture...
Your skin's softer than Satan's satin,
A sudden death would sadden myself, but it can happen.
See baby : life is silver, death is golden.
But lying next to you while you're sleeping for me it's platinum!
I like the smell of your hair,
You're my barely ripe pear.
Your body is a temple,
I don't wanna wake you up baby i'll be gentle!

Chorus

Who's gonna...
Who's gonna rape you first? (x4)

Psychologist : Julien! Julien Wake up! Julien! Wake up now! On my count to four. (One, two, three, four)

Verse 3

One, Two, I just want you
Three, Four, I don't want no whore
Five, Six, let me bite your lips
And enjoy the warmth when our bodies mix.
One, Two, I just love you
Three, Four, I want some more
Five, Six, Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten,
God damn, I wish it would never end.

Chorus

Who's gonna...
Who's gonna rape you first? (x4)

Outro

Pyschologist : Holy Crap! Can you hear me Julien?
Julien : Yeah...
Pyschologist : How do you manage your thoughts? Do you have any loophole or...
Julien : Yeah...
Track Name: My Delicious & Mighty Addiction
Verse 1

Look up in the sky and see a thousand hands.
Listen to the crowd and hear a thousand fans.
Yellin' your name like you're a new brand,
So fly that you barely see the lands.
I'm so high I feel like I'm heading to Neverland,
I must be a mix between M.J. and Peter Pan.
The big brother of these lost kids who watch Skins,
To find a role model for their own fuckin existence.
All they want is to have fun and true romance,
All I need on this stage is to see you dance.
But who the fuck invited this fuckin' French again?
He keeps rappin shit we just can barely understand
This is the type of shit you write on my videos but anytime I drop a new one you're always first to comment.
It's all french content, all fresh concept,
If bitches love me it's because of the accent.
Call that "Axe Effect", I need no advertisement,
A freshman for refreshment I start to dehydrate.
Under the influence of music call the C.I.A.
I got a license to ill so all I gotta say is…

Chorus

What up?
I tell 'em what up?
I don't give a fuck,
I tell 'em what up,
Anytime they try, they try to bring me down,
I'm the one with the crown, motherfuck I run this town.
Hey, hey.

Verse 2

They see me in the club trippin' like I'm Ernest Hemingway,
Everyone's starin' at me like I'm dealin' with it everyday.
This is something new to me but it's a game I wanna play,
I'm rollin harder than I rock bitch so take it easy gotta get away.
I feel like a rolling stone a lil' outta my head,
Crystalize my dreams everyday when I'm outta my bed,
A motherfucker like me would rather be dead,
Young and happy, so I'm snappy, I'm a crappy head.
I'm so horny, you're so horny gimme that nasty head,
damn you like French bread!
Bitch I go HAM so you know I ain't no muslim,
I'm whiter than Walter, that don't mean I ain't be hustlin'.
I can see in ya eyes, your blue dilated eyes,
That between me and you there is just no lies.
Senseless sensation through endless flotation,
We ain't from the same nation but fuck is the translation,
Add sex in this equation and you know what we got,
As soon as the beat drop baby girl we so hot,
Watch the people dancin', goose bumps on our damn skin,
I'm lovin' that god damn sin, so fuck what they may think,
My head spins.

Chorus

What up?
I tell 'em what up?
I don't give a fuck,
I tell 'em what up,
Anytime they try, they try to bring me down,
I'm the one with the crown, motherfuck I run this town.
Hey, hey. (x2)
Track Name: Alive
Verse 1

I realize that I could be dead, I'm alive instead,
And this is something that goes over my head.
That's why we party harder every week-end,
And we don't give a fuck how much money we spend.
I'm the kind of guy who thinks too much,
Hell yeah I realize that I drink too much.
Did I say drink? I guess I meant smoke...
I coulda said roll hope I'll never say coke!
I have a hard time dealin' with my emotions, feelings,
So I just keep concealin' em, my head's like a ceilin'.
No Velux to evacuate the pain,
So I pop Redux, serotonin in my brain.
It gets me high but I'm higher than this,
While I'm divin' deeper to the abyss I reminisce
About the good days that I used to live.
Sadly I forgot the smile that you used to give me.

Chorus

Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
You'll never let them break you down,
Whatever they say hold your ground.
Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
And even if they fuck around,
Live it up, smile and never frown, just say hello.

Verse 2

I told myself : "You gotta look forward,
You gotta move on, this time don't be a puss coward!
You been there before, you should know how to handle it!"
I can't put a word on my emotion so I sampled it!
Fuck it! Cuz' this is what I do all day,
This shit is like a therapy anytime I push play,
A heatwave that erase the pics of your graves.
But they come back like I'm enchained to them like a slave.
And I see your names, and I see your faces,
I wish I could blame somebody, hit him in the plexus!
Leave him breathless, fuck life is reckless!
Buy me a Lexus shit still remains tasteless.
Death pick cards and hold'em like Texas.
Disregards life, gamblin' with us in Vegas.
Rules are rules I guess this game is like poker,
Draw another and hope in this pack I be the Joker!

Chorus

Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
You'll never let them break you down,
Whatever they say hold your ground.
Come on, come on.
Come on, come on.
And even if they fuck around,
Live it up, smile and never frown, just say hello.

Verse 3

They say it's never the end.
One day we gon' see each other again.
I can hear you say get up soldier,
You got a motherfuckin' world to take over. (x8)

Outro :

Pyschologist : Okay Julien. The session is over. You can now open your eyes!
Julien : Why don't you open yours Doc?
Pyschologist : I beg your pardon?
Julien : How do you find my office Doctor?
Pyschologist : I'm confused, this is my office.
Julien : Oh Doc... You didn't notice? This is my office!!
Track Name: Hello Doctor
(What the...)Hello doctor how you feel? Have a seat and let's discuss this.
Tell me more about the fact you find me so disgusting.
I know at first glance this place may seem disturbing,
But I've been under water for so long my soul is rusting.
Life's a game, life is like chess,
You's a pawn upon the board reachin' out for success,
I ain't playin' anymore, any move's useless.
Don't deny it, Pussy Riot was locked up for less (than shit)!
Let's talk about the rape scene, it might be odd,
But remind me again why you doin' this job?
It was quite ecstatic and kinda quite atrocious.
It was supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Amazing and crazy, she loved it too,
And she felt inside her body that we came for two!
It was like morning dew when she saw her sheets,
Her blood mixed with sperm's heat hmm.. sour and sweet!
We change the universe,
Like the whole place became a hearse.
(*This is a nightmare*) No Doc, it's even worse!
This is the world we live in.
This oxygen we breathin'
And all the things we lovin', it's everything we hatin'!
Why we doin' this? Remind me why we doin' this?
We get up in the morning and what? Tell me what the purpose is!
Studying 'til you get a fuckin' certificate,
So you can get money to make your life less insignificant?
Then get a wife. And have kids.
Now Mr. Perfect, show us what the good life is!!
You can front cuz you made it, we so dumb we so ignant,
So far so brilliant, and you cunt's getting pregnant...
Is it a boy or a girl? Hmm does it matter?
Nah whatever we the best couple ever!
They say you're the pride and joy of the system,
But if you ask me I'd rather call you a victim!
You thought you were the king but you were just a fucking vassal,
You get it once your life collapses like a fucking card castle!
You get home, earlier than expected,
Nothing seems wrong 'til you see that black jacket.
Bad feeling, foreboding, shit you don't like it...
Get in your room and see your wife bein' banged under your blanket!
Who the fuck is this guy right here?
Why the fuck is he layin' here?
Answer me bitch I mean my dear,
And don't tell me shit that I wanna hear!
See Doc? This is what happen when you trust a whore!
(*Please Julien I can't stand it anymore!*)
You think I can? Fuck you Doc!
Do you really think it's easy for me?
You think I asked this bitch to ride another dick right in front of me?
This is nothing compared to all the shit that I've seen,
You're here for two minutes and you beg for mercy?
You were supposed to help me so do your duty!!
You were supposed to help me Doc, DO YOUR DUTY!!

(HUH!)
Thanks doc, can't wait 'til next session!