The original album achieved critical acclaim and was a springboard for Dan The Automator's young career, but Dan the Automator and Keith reportedly had a falling out over royalties from the first record. Keith drew from an entirely different group of collaborators for The Return including One Watt Sun, DJ Dexter, formerly of the Avalanches, and New York MC Princess Superstar.
Prior to release, a digital comic accompanied by remixes of material off the new album was released. The digital comic contains mp3s in each of its eight weekly installments, remixed by Alines, Kid Loco, Cassettes Won't Listen, DJ ESE and Catchdubs among others. Potential contributors include: Aesop Rock, Prefuse 73, Her Space Holiday and Spank Rock.
Wild And Crazy
Dr. Octagon Lyrics
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[Dr. Octagon]
A lot of rappers are wack they cold booty from the buttcrack
Funk blaster tweakin bass like I'm Jimmy Castor
Model H 3 oh see plus another thousand
Kickin lyrics for ASCAP brothers that be housin
Splittin publishin gainin points rappin back again
My unique style and certain words, watch me make em blend
Manifest vanish, spread out, with computer data
Suckers don't know, acute intelligence, what's the matter
Solo fiend, I cut your legs with the guillotine
Snap back, rip you to some props in your paperback
Gettin rectums, doin jobs like I'm Dr. Giggles
Servin em well, I stop their anals up with pickles
With operation to give, the room an atmosphere
Cyclops will walk, Frankenstein still standin here
Watch the hand out the ground, chill
Chorus: Dr. Octagon (repeat 2X)
It's wild and crazy..
The moon is out, tonight it's time for experiments
It's wild and crazy..
A fetus in the jar, I got the little baby
[Dr. Octagon]
Two o'clock, still dark, my flashlight, huntin suit
Right in front of your building with live bear every year
Takin horns, from moose and wild bulls and capricorns
I got your face in the frame, inside the living room
While kids watch 13, I'm in the back scopin zoom
Sesame Street, you play that beat, I'ma step to Pete
with nuclear bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
Get off the hooks in project style like Bernard Goetz
What's the matter, kid you scared, come and do the bid
Inmates'll damage your tapes, you're nervous liftin weights
I open cell block see, go battle Mr. Silly
I don't see nothin, I think, they raped the rapper really
Chorus
{DJ Q-Bert scratches "I'm the ultimate.." "..emcee!"}
[Dr. Octagon]
Walkin streets with shopping carts, a live alligator
Hold your pitbull back, let's spend some money on the elevator
Your dog is bound to loose and have a funeral
You can call landlords, injects on my rent checks
Bug Man is back, you project people better watch their necks
Spittin flim-flam, rappers still smokin crack
Suckers get pantylined, and spots on the hiney crack
I do much work, on heavy stomachs like Levert
Put up some money, I bet my tools'll make your rectum hurt
Black exposed em, for you don't want to mess with me
I seek in your girl's box, and cover your publicity
Sequence first, and drop the facts on DAT
Chorus
In "Wild and Crazy," Dr. Octagon, the alter ego of rapper Kool Keith, boasts about his unique style and his ability to blend certain words together. He also describes his unconventional experiments and his twisted worldview, which includes hunting live bears and shopping with alligators. Dr. Octagon's lyrics are complex and dense, layered with clever wordplay, cultural references, and futuristic imagery.
The song begins with a scratch sample from DJ Q Bert, leading into Dr. Octagon's opening line: "A lot of rappers are wack, they cold booty from the buttcrack." This line calls out other rappers for being unoriginal and uninspired, while positioning Dr. Octagon as a true innovator. He goes on to describe his skills as a lyricist and his ability to earn money from his craft. He also references his use of technology, suggesting that he is ahead of his time.
The chorus repeats the phrase "It's wild and crazy," emphasizing Dr. Octagon's fascination with experimentation and his unconventional lifestyle. He references "a fetus in a jar" and "shopping carts" (presumably filled with oddities and experiments) as examples of his strange pursuits. The second verse contains more violent and dark imagery, describing Dr. Octagon hunting animals and threatening fellow rappers. The song concludes with a scratch sample of DJ Q Bert saying "I'm the ultimate emcee," solidifying Dr. Octagon's status as a respected and innovative rapper.
Line by Line Meaning
A lot of rappers are wack they cold booty from the buttcrack
Many rappers are bad, their skills are subpar
Swingin skills to chill that's how I pay the bills
I use my skills to make money
Funk blaster tweakin bass like I'm Jimmy Castor
I use my music to create a funky sound
Model H 3 oh see plus another thousand
I have multiple models of H 3 oh see in addition to others
Kickin lyrics for ASCAP brothers that be housin
I write lyrics for my brothers at ASCAP who live in housing
Splittin publishin gainin points rappin back again
I am sharing publishing and gaining points for rapping
My unique style and certain words, watch me make em blend
I have a distinctive style and I combine specific words in a unique way
Manifest vanish, spread out, with computer data
I disappear from view with the help of computer data
Suckers don't know, acute intelligence, what's the matter
People don't realize my intelligence
Solo fiend, I cut your legs with the guillotine
I am a lone wolf who will cut your legs with a guillotine
Snap back, rip you to some props in your paperback
I will easily destroy you and your reputation
Gettin rectums, doin jobs like I'm Dr. Giggles
I am causing harm to people like Dr. Giggles would
Servin em well, I stop their anals up with pickles
I am serving people well by stopping their anuses up with pickles
With operation to give, the room an atmosphere
I have a plan to create a certain vibe in a room
Cyclops will walk, Frankenstein still standin here
Even as things change, my presence remains strong
It's wild and crazy..
Things are unexpected and chaotic
The moon is out, tonight it's time for experiments
It's nighttime and I'm ready to try new things
A fetus in the jar, I got the little baby
I have a fetus in a jar and a small baby
Two o'clock, still dark, my flashlight, huntin suit
It's dark outside and I'm wearing a hunting outfit carrying a flashlight
Right in front of your building with live bear every year
I am outside your building with a live bear every year
Takin horns, from moose and wild bulls and capricorns
I am taking horns from animals like moose, wild bulls, and capricorns
I got your face in the frame, inside the living room
I am framing your face inside the living room
Sesame Street, you play that beat, I'ma step to Pete
If you play that beat on Sesame Street, I will confront Pete
with nuclear bombs, and word to mom, I'ma blow his arms
I will blow up Pete's arms with nuclear bombs
Six shot rhyme, my forty-four is made by ? arms
I can rap with six shots, and my forty-four is made by ? arms
I put some diss in the steps, and damage all your reps
I am taking steps to discredit you and damage your reputation
Get off the hooks in project style like Bernard Goetz
I am avoiding confrontation and behaving like Bernard Goetz
What's the matter, kid you scared, come and do the bid
Are you afraid? Come and take your punishment
Inmates'll damage your tapes, you're nervous liftin weights
Inmates will damage your music and you are intimidated in the gym
I open cell block see, go battle Mr. Silly
I am freeing cell block and going to battle Mr. Silly
I don't see nothin, I think, they raped the rapper really
I believe a rapper has been violated
Walkin streets with shopping carts, a live alligator
I am walking around with shopping carts and a live alligator
Hold your pitbull back, let's spend some money on the elevator
Hold your pitbull back and let's spend money on the elevator
Your dog is bound to loose and have a funeral
Your dog is likely to die and have a funeral
You can call landlords, injects on my rent checks
You can contact landlords, but I am still getting paid
Bug Man is back, you project people better watch their necks
I am back and you should be careful
Spittin flim-flam, rappers still smokin crack
I am spitting nonsense and rappers are still using drugs
Suckers get pantylined, and spots on the hiney crack
Foolish people are being exposed, with marks on their behinds
I do much work, on heavy stomachs like Levert
I work hard even when I am feeling full, like Levert
Put up some money, I bet my tools'll make your rectum hurt
Bet me some money and my methods will cause you pain
Black exposed em, for you don't want to mess with me
I am exposing people for their wrongdoings
I seek in your girl's box, and cover your publicity
I am searching for your girl's secrets and ruining your reputation
Sequence first, and drop the facts on DAT
I prioritize my sequence and present accurate facts
Lyrics © RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: DAN NAKAMURA, KEITH THORNTON
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