After a series of cassette only releases on the own label Antipop Recordings and some underground singles the label Ark 75 released the group's debut album "Tragic Epilogue" in 2000.
Their music is bridging the gap between Hip Hop and Intelligent Dance Music. Because of that avantgarde electronic label Warp Records, known for releasing such artists as Aphex Twin or Autechre, signed the Group in 2001 and released the EP "The Ends Against The Middle" and 2002 the second album "Arrythmia" with world wide acclaim. So the music came also more and more into the ears of electronic listeners.
After a long cooperation and uncountable collaborations and side projects with other artists the group temporarily split in August 2002 to pursue other projects. They reformed in August 2007.
During their hiatus, Beans pursued a solo career while Priest and Sayyid formed Airborn Audio.
In March 2008, they performed their first show together in six years in the Melkweg in Amsterdam.
In September 2009, they released a new album entitled "Fluorescent Black".
Tilt
Antipop Consortium Lyrics
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your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
[high priest]
it's about to get more ugly than the faces of broken homes
figuratively speaking i'm like flex
index on the next tunnel banger
unbending a hanger to strangle or stab men in the abdomen
grab my head to stop the shakes
bake crates and take tapes to create new webs
but for the love of the mic there is nothing
that's what a rapper thinks
what happened to being passionate about life
your spider scence is tingling
fingering new singles to select hi, i electrify microbes
incite crowds like a knife tossed off the top of the twin towers
wonder twin powers deactivate
decapitate these apes and finally make them understand
tilt
your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
[beans]
stupendous shuffleboard shifting
indescribable like inkblot
never the frail perils provokes popular plague perish
poverty jet set
empty bottle figurine bodies built for speed
bulimic cheerleader night ladies
who resemble underweight premature crack babies
circle like sharks undressed in the surf for cheap thrills
but any upper class numbskull like coke on the head of your cock
shoot the horse to make glue, send you on the road to glory
kick crash
cast feet are dead, banished with bandwidth
banging heads mc's on empty
embrace my warm reception like blowing the nose with sandpaper
any time after now
my always tight as a tube top ignition
remains stable like staples as sheets to the bed
father of your abortion
no need for memories with a dictators generocity
diction of velocity chokes the respirator
[m. sayyid]
next shit slaps and spit out cats
into the ring off the canvas
into the press with the cameras
work it out like seventeen hammers
sayyid last seen with skeletons on scanners
room sixteen, the tropicana
where the lovin is good and my focus is dopest
so boast this concussion and comatoses
better be ready to battle before i ghost kids
overdosage of volts, quote quote
my shit splashed liquied nasty like a cyst out of the wrist
unquote, dope like a belt, vein, and a fist
slip your disk, break your back and put it back back to the shack
in the back of the back of the back where i laugh with a hat
open a latch, spark a match, and walk onto the track
marlboro red you
change myself into chuch scarborough and walk out of the bedroom
unwebbable bisymmetric centrifugal nonshiftable mineral pivotable
wild east nile, up close into your nose hole i roll
lop-sided in a vial, slide into the disease file
with piles of styles in crates
smash your face into the shape of new york state
tilt
your frame ain't built for this angle
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
and see through your paper this schemes
The lyrics of Antipop Consortium's song Tilt seem to revolve around the theme of battling, but not in the traditional sense. Rather, the lyrics are centered on the battle between the artists and the societal norms that don't allow them to fully express themselves. This is evident from lines like "tilt, your frame ain't built for this angle" and "with this mic in hand we ignite like c4, and see through your paper this schemes." The artists are indicating that they are not meant to conform to societal norms and that they will unleash their creativity through their music. The lyrics are also a commentary on the struggles that artists face in a world that often doesn't take their work seriously. This is evident from lines like "what happened to being passionate about life" and "no need for memories with a dictator's generosity."
The lyrics are written in a stream-of-consciousness style, with the artists throwing in seemingly random phrases that are rich in metaphor and imagery. The song features a mix of different vocal styles, with each artist contributing their own unique perspective and flow. The wordplay is intricate and highly suggestive, and the meaning of the lyrics is often obscured by the cryptic nature of their presentation. In essence, Tilt is a word salad of sorts, with each individual phrase contributing to the overall picture of a society that seeks to stifle creativity and individuality.
Line by Line Meaning
tilt
Prepare yourself for what's to come
your frame ain't built for this angle
You are not capable of handling the intensity of our words and actions
lateral battle moves, we strike on command
We are ready to fight and attack at any moment with well-planned movements
with this mic in hand we ignite like c4
We bring explosive energy and power when we grab the microphone
and see through your paper this schemes
We can easily see through your deception and plans
it's about to get more ugly than the faces of broken homes
What's about to happen is going to be even more painful than the sight of broken families
with no china, bitter reminder, finder
Without any luxury or fancy items, we are left with only bitter memories and reminders of our past struggles
figuratively speaking i'm like flex
Metaphorically, I am as strong and flexible as a bodybuilder
index on the next tunnel banger
I am ready to produce the next hit song
unbending a hanger to strangle or stab men in the abdomen
I am dangerous and unpredictable, willing to use a simple object like a coat hanger to cause harm to others
grab my head to stop the shakes
I am battling addiction and trying to control my tremors
bake crates and take tapes to create new webs
I am constantly creating and producing new music
but for the love of the mic there is nothing
I am driven solely by my passion for the art of rap
what happened to being passionate about life
We have lost the ability to appreciate and find passion in everyday experiences
your spider scence is tingling
You feel that something is about to happen
fingering new singles to select hi, i electrify microbes
I am carefully choosing which songs to produce and they will have a powerful impact on listeners
incite crowds like a knife tossed off the top of the twin towers
I can stir up emotions and excitement in the crowds like the tragic events of 9/11
wonder twin powers deactivate
The power of the opposition is defeated
decapitate these apes and finally make them understand
We will defeat and silence our opposition so that they will finally comprehend our message
stupendous shuffleboard shifting
Unbelievable, unpredictable movements
indescribable like inkblot
We are difficult to categorize and define
never the frail perils provokes popular plague perish
We will not be defeated by common struggles or obstacles
poverty jet set
Despite a lack of resources, we still manage to make our voices heard
empty bottle figurine bodies built for speed
Our physically frail bodies can still pack a punch with our quick thinking and intelligence
bulimic cheerleader night ladies
Women who may appear perfect on the outside are actually struggling with their own demons
who resemble underweight premature crack babies
We are all vulnerable and have our own weaknesses and issues
circle like sharks undressed in the surf for cheap thrills
We are constantly looking for exciting experiences and adventure
but any upper class numbskull like coke on the head of your cock
People in positions of power can be easily swayed by the promise of pleasure and luxury
shoot the horse to make glue, send you on the road to glory
We will do whatever it takes to succeed, even if it means causing harm to something/someone
kick crash
We are pushing forward with reckless abandon
cast feet are dead, banished with bandwidth
We are leaving behind the past and embracing the new technology
banging heads mc's on empty
We are facing off against other rappers and using our wit and skill to defeat them
embrace my warm reception like blowing the nose with sandpaper
Even if my reception is less than ideal, I will still accept it and continue on
any time after now
From this moment on, anything is possible
my always tight as a tube top ignition
I am always ready and prepared to take action
remains stable like staples as sheets to the bed
Once I make a decision, I stick to it and remain steadfast
father of your abortion
I shape and create things, even if they may not be successful
no need for memories with a dictators generocity
There is no need to hold onto memories if the dictator is generous in the present
diction of velocity chokes the respirator
Our powerful and fast words can leave others breathless
next shit slaps and spit out cats
Our next work will be amazing and leave others speechless
into the ring off the canvas
We are ready to fight, even if we are not in the ideal position
into the press with the cameras
We are unafraid and willing to make a statement publicly
work it out like seventeen hammers
We are working hard and with great force to achieve our goals
sayyid last seen with skeletons on scanners
The last time I was seen, I was surrounded by danger and the possibility of death
room sixteen, the tropicana
I am currently in a luxurious and exciting setting
where the lovin is good and my focus is dopest
I am thriving in this environment and it is inspiring my creativity
so boast this concussion and comatoses
Our work is powerful enough to leave others speechless and even unconscious
better be ready to battle before i ghost kids
Others need to be prepared for our intense competition and never-ending drive
overdosage of volts, quote quote
We are electrifying and unstoppable
my shit splashed liquied nasty like a cyst out of the wrist
Our work is raw and unfiltered, shocking and unexpected
unquote, dope like a belt, vein, and a fist
Our work is addictive and powerful, like a drug that you can't stop using
slip your disk, break your back and put it back back to the shack
We can break down and rearrange anything, making it better than before
open a latch, spark a match, and walk onto the track
We are always ready and unafraid of danger
marlboro red you
We are pushing you to your limit
change myself into chuch scarborough and walk out of the bedroom
We can transform ourselves and be whoever we want to be
unwebbable bisymmetric centrifugal nonshiftable mineral pivotable
We cannot be stopped or contained
wild east nile, up close into your nose hole i roll
We are bold and daring, and will get up close and personal to make a statement
lop-sided in a vial, slide into the disease file
We are unbalanced and unpredictable, and can easily infect and influence others
with piles of styles in crates
We have a wealth of creative ideas and approaches
smash your face into the shape of new york state
We are breaking down stereotypes and expectations, changing what people assume is normal
Contributed by Gavin W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
@tygrrawwkrcrds6362
This is beans, formerly of Anti-Pop Consortium. Thank you all for listening.
@jordanprice9285
"Break your back and put it back in the back of the shack,
In the back,
in the back,
in the back.." 😂😂 this is funny to me lol