RAP-HYPE-BATTLE - poems from introspec.

 RAP-HYPE-BATTLE              

Kakos_nonos August 21, 2017

Primitive spectrism is amazing
So much anger cannot fit into any image
Now you don’t need to study cellular automata
Now we need to write multi-story mats
Demos, pictures, registers - everything is in the past
The world has become nasty, gloomy and vulgar
Joy and creativity are the best in the world/
But it’s better to write facts larger and wider.

We created Spectrum as a platform for creativity
Platform for creativity.
A platform for gaming.
Platform for business.
Platform for boxing, for the version.
We create evil when we can do good
Why is spektrumism such a thing?
They seem to be adults, their brains are in place,
But as soon as they get together - 
The end of the world is not so far away, 
I want to fall on the ceiling.
Demos and parties, various sites
You have walked along them many times
You can see the same thing everywhere - 
Hatred and anger, it looks like madness
We decided to create a good website, created a hype
We have - there is now only hype on the hype.
Whatever you call a boat, that’s how it will float
An old joke tells.
Can you smell something, son?
This scene is slowly rotting
Rotting for 20 years
No one cares about her, just to offend someone

To humiliate, belittle, ban someone,
To call it a bad word, to write it down.
Maybe send something to the party and come up with an effect?
No I haven’t been to the show for several years
You need to put thumbdowns, amuse your ego.
To ruin the reputation of a newcomer, to discourage the desire to do something cool.

Be kind, guys, don't quarrel.
Leopold the cat will not deceive, don’t be afraid.
Wednesday has started, don'tlike a fool - 
Cushion, as Litvak taught.
Do not fuel the fire of hypocrisy.
The flame of cruelty and mistrust.
Quench anger with peace of mind.
Do this - the fly will not hurt you.
And if there is war and madness - 
Everything will be empty and futile, like in an urn
There will be no Spectrum, there will be no party
There will only be evil men in bed...