Champion Plaque (feat. Ceschi)

by Abiyah

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ABIYAH: My headphones translucent to the news that There are crews that get giddy at the ruse That subtle never prospers In the basement of block-rockas Turning knobbers Slobber playing masquerade for tears of age-old grenade Made boom soundsystem when it played Meet me at the corner of that satellite Turn right at the business end of friend Now screw it Between cork and bottle Full throttle under the influence Of loose lips pursed in Coach section We ran rings around the poseurs in pirouettes Silhouettes fast tracks to indifference Sentiments the tenements of guilty Be the evidence Life sentences divided by the drama of the comma Lost the pause Put a breath there (oooh-oooh) Now applause for the scars Drawn as superficial wounds Between the palm of bitch-slap and the moon All we wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom And a… (2x) Make room in the mix for tactics that blast past us Masses get it at the last minute I black-up black-up your eye Stake claim on rim of time bright Envelop my knee Seal softly blacktop Burn at sky Scrape the height Blossom cootie catcher Choose adventure derision-mode Smooches on the left side fly suit three-piece du jour a la mode (2x) CHORUS: Got the plaque up on the wall Says I’m champion of it all That I’m not unethical No not at all No not at all CESCHI: Stay fresh Dodge bullets Walk through flames to dry off While the rest stay wet Never need to place my palms in a praying hand position Never needed any fame I’m fine with a living wage and a Wiki page Done Sometimes it’s feeling like I’m on the run from my feelings And I wind up strung up without ever healing Every lyric still revealing Pieces of my beaten being Feed em to the seas of fishes and freaking fiends Secretly dreaming of being somebodies They don’t wanna be themselves, no What a frightening concept To look at yourself in the mirror And realize this shit is nonsense They don’t wanna be themselves, no What a frightening concept To look at yourself in the mirror And realize this shit is nonsense 1-2-3 Lemmings fucking tumbling from their family trees Wondering when the luck and money will appear out of nothing Probably won’t Half of y’all will probably choke On the balls of a corporate boss By the time that you’re sort of bald though BRIDGE: Can you feel the vibe running away It’s the game we play We never know who’s first until we break away So go ahead and sound the warning Your next move is gonna be a phone-in You’re not gonna diss the champion today CHORUS OUTRO: No not at all We the champion The champion of it all
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ABIYAH: My headphones translucent to the news that There are crews that get giddy at the ruse That subtle never prospers In the basement of block-rockas Turning knobbers Slobber playing masquerade for tears of age-old grenade Made boom soundsystem when it played Meet me at the corner of that satellite Turn right at the business end of friend Now screw it Between cork and bottle Full throttle under the influence Of loose lips pursed in Coach section We ran rings around the poseurs in pirouettes Silhouettes fast tracks to indifference Sentiments the tenements of guilty Be the evidence Life sentences divided by the drama of the comma Lost the pause Put a breath there (oooh-oooh) Now applause for the scars Drawn as superficial wounds Between the palm of bitch-slap and the moon All we wanna do is zoom-a-zoom-zoom And a… (2x) Make room in the mix for tactics that blast past us Masses get it at the last minute I black-up black-up your eye Stake claim on rim of time bright Envelop my knee Seal softly blacktop Burn at sky Scrape the height Blossom cootie catcher Choose adventure derision-mode Smooches on the left side fly suit three-piece du jour a la mode (2x) CHORUS: Got the plaque up on the wall Says I’m champion of it all That I’m not unethical No not at all No not at all CESCHI: Stay fresh Dodge bullets Walk through flames to dry off While the rest stay wet Never need to place my palms in a praying hand position Never needed any fame I’m fine with a living wage and a Wiki page Done Sometimes it’s feeling like I’m on the run from my feelings And I wind up strung up without ever healing Every lyric still revealing Pieces of my beaten being Feed em to the seas of fishes and freaking fiends Secretly dreaming of being somebodies They don’t wanna be themselves, no What a frightening concept To look at yourself in the mirror And realize this shit is nonsense They don’t wanna be themselves, no What a frightening concept To look at yourself in the mirror And realize this shit is nonsense 1-2-3 Lemmings fucking tumbling from their family trees Wondering when the luck and money will appear out of nothing Probably won’t Half of y’all will probably choke On the balls of a corporate boss By the time that you’re sort of bald though BRIDGE: Can you feel the vibe running away It’s the game we play We never know who’s first until we break away So go ahead and sound the warning Your next move is gonna be a phone-in You’re not gonna diss the champion today CHORUS

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'Champion Plaque' seeks to call attention to inauthentic people and situations with them in which we may sometimes find ourselves. Inauthenticity can manifest in a variety of forms: purposeful ethical lapses, dishonesty with ourselves and others, privilege, and shady music dealings, among others. 'Champion', in this context, does not relate to ego or self-righteousness; rather, it is an exhortation for all of us to be 'winners' by being our most genuine, honest, and ethical selves.

The cover art, by Cincinnati-based illustrator/painter/muralist Derek Toebbe, offers a strong visual representation of this theme. In it, he flips the idea of a wolf in sheep's clothing by presenting a sheep in wolf's clothing, as if to say that the world is pretty harsh, and people are pretty harsh, and sometimes we have to put up a hard exterior so we are not taken advantage of by the aforementioned inauthentic people; in reality, we can be peaceful and friendly, like a lamb. The laurel wreath, consisting of an olive branch and an oak branch, plays on the 'champion' connotation while, as the sheep's folded arms indicate, suggesting that authenticity requires that we not rest on our laurels. The olive and oak branches represent peace and strength, respectively, just like the lamb and the wolf.

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released February 19, 2019

Vox: Abiyah + Ceschi.

Lyrics by Abiyah + Ceschi.
Abiyah's vox recorded by Ian Gullett.

Track 1 produced and mixed by Possible Address.
Track 2 produced and mixed by OneWerd.
Mastered by Michael J. Collins @ Filthy Broke Recordings.
Cover art by Derek Toebbe.

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