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01. Episode 1: "Pilot" (Produced by Nova) Co​-​Starring Relic

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(Intro)
REAL T@LK: "Nova can you cue the stewardess already? OVER!"
NOVE: "Roger that sir!"
STEWARDESS: "Welcome aboard flight 309. Before we take off please stow and secure any carry-on luggage either below your seat or above in your overhead compartment. The inflight production will be The Sitcom. Be sure to fasten your headphones securely and throw away any garbage artist material in your vacinity. At this moment, I will turn you over to your pilot Real T@lk with his co-pilot Nova on production. Have a nice flight."

(Hook)
C-c-c-call me the pilot, i be on my fly shit...
C-c-c-call me the pilot, i be on my fly shit...
C-c-c-call me the pilot, i be on my fly shit...
C-c-c-call me the pilot, i be on my fly shit...


(Verse One)-Real T@lk:
Summer 2009,
I wrote up a business plan in between me writin' some rhymes,
and told myself repeatedly right in my mind,
paychecks are great, but i can't see nobody but me just writin' on mine,
so i..started packaging my material,
made some okay-looking hard copies just with the serial,
numbers and codes so that they could know that i'm serious,
copy-written as usual, so i'm suing you period,
you can do what you wanna, but you gonna experience,
a subpoena with reason; you pleadin, but we ain't hearin it,
'cause you wasn't fearin' it,
proceeded, went "there" with it,
didn't take heed at all,
while just thinking it's some experiment,
well Dr. Jeckyl's left and the Hyde Mr. is here again,
run and grab ya mics, get to hiding cause here it is,
you're now facing the greatest creation,
since Frankenstein in that basement,
alive with bolts comin out the side of his face and
but you can call me...

(Hook)

(Verse Two)-Real T@lk:
I stay on my hustle and remain outta trouble,
but with any slowin my process, i will "rumble in the jungle",
i got too far to go, critics are growing fonder,
and i'm dodgin' any evil that hatin people are tryina' conjure,
i'm tryina' conquer with an ensemble
"30-man rest" behind me; pause; you can just call me "Contra",
-band man, you not on and i been hot. Guess what?,
my career just got hung by a lynch mob; i'm necks(next) up,
meanin i'm on deck like the top card,
who not hard?,
you dudes'll crash soon, you been drinkin too many Rockstars,
so next time you see me, address me correctly,
or you won't get where you goin like 3-W dot coms,
You hot? nah!,
Me hot? yah!,
you beatin me is like Jamaicans not speakin Patois,
are you crazy? i been gettin' green since,
Are you mad? i'm just speakin' Pigeon English. i'm the meanest.

(Hook)

(Verse Three)-Relic:
Clear Channel Radio can kiss my ass!,
Crass punks that play only crunk ,
when great music lies in the trunk of struggling musicians,
the monopoly is pissing on our artistry,
our history,
i'm taking chances with my soul listening,
to these missing-link disc jockeys,
that make fun of tragedy,
you see Miss Jones must've phoned in that apology,
after Jin put her ragedy ass in traction,
after Jin put her ragedy ass in traction with lyricism,
cause she thought the tsunami was worth comic criticism,
so fuck these airwaves!,
they blaze up our reputation,
makin nationwide demonstrations,
for our detractors,
they claim that they're "where hip-hop lives",
so why are they tryin to kill it?,
Think i'm exaggeratin'?,
Watch BET deny our creativity with stupidity,
Free & AJ such great jokes they play on our community,
cooning we out and forgetting where we came from,
the same channel that's clamin to be "black entertainment",
famed for takin intelligence off the air,
see..what happened to Tavis Smiley?,
These cats is Wyle E. Coyote, runnin off cliffs,
cause they'll even let spliffs show thru ,
but they won't show you and me McGruder's creativity,
well-written comedy and BET just don't mix obviously,
i guess the dead Kennedy said it best:
"BET get off the air!",
and this right here...
is where Viacom Media can kiss my motherfuckin' ass!

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