The Get Down

by Kim Jong Ill

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released October 16, 2015

All songs by Kim Jong Ill
Kim Jong Ill is:
Alvaro Lopez-Moreno: Words
Ron Swerdon: Music

Produced by Ron Swerdon

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Kim Jong Ill Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Kim Jong Ill is a Philly-area Electro Rock/Hip-Hop act with a sense of humor. In purple and yellow outfits, they blast poppy, gritty, and sometimes experimental music at the audience with a force and enthusiasm that's hard to ignore. Armed with vocal effects and a myriad of sounds, they create songs that are easy to enjoy, but difficult to classify. ... more

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Track Name: Kama Taratcha
You wanna shake it about.
You take the phone of the dresser.
And now your time’s running out.
You learn a skeleton lesson.
Would you take its place?
Hop up on a dirigible.
She’s into outer space
and her notes are illegible,
unintelligible.

Worried that the lecher is coming to get ya.
The feelings of regression I don’t need to mention.
Afraid of the infection. Past the fear of recession to the

Kamataratcha

Come on I got you. Basta, get off you.
Long in the tooth. Hasta manana.
Do you want the truth?
Shock the mandala,
cause I gots ta sleuth for the

Kamataratcha

He stacks at 4 figures.
He’s back and more bigger.
He’s jacked a full figure
in wax and pulled triggers.
A saccharine cigarette
after he’s figured it out.
Now he’s living without
the full rhythm his spouse
is just killin' him, he’s deader'en the truth.
He got a mouth full of fingers,
for yer fist full of tooth
and he traded his proof
to find the fountain of youth
at the Kamataracha!

She hails from down south.
A whale fit in a mouse.
on a trail right to the stout
with lightning in her mouth.
If you’re frightened by the sound
then you’re not ready to pounce
on the Kamataratcha!

Just sane enough to say
Kamataratcha.
Track Name: Resemble
I resemble you,
when you can’t speak.
I resemble you,
when you bleed out.
I resemble you,
I watch you breathe.
I resemble you.

Should’ve heard the crash. (I’m your)
Rain of broken glass. (Hero.)
Trained to think fast. (I’m your hero.)

Should’ve heard the crash. (I’m your)
Breathe the broken glass. (Hero.)
Trained to think fast. (I’m your hero.)

Carve your name into my form.
In your faith I’ve been reborn.
You can play me like a horn.
Then remake me from the torn,
just tattered pieces.
Tattered pieces.
Tattered pieces. (Breathe.)

Crash, Bash, Flash of the cameras.
Quick slick, just inch that hammer back
and inject with a spec of the medicine.
Got that Get Down. Gates up let us in.
Said to him "Swear we got to revive this.
Never in my life have i felt so alive. Its
just about time to blow up the show."
New songs in the needle;
jack it up and explode.

I resemble you,
when you can’t speak.
I resemble you,
when you bleed out.
I resemble you,
I watch you breathe.
I resemble you.

Reject it.
I’ll take you to the top again.
Reject it.
I’ll take you to the top again.
Reject it.
I’ll take you to the top again.
Reject it.
I’ll take you to the top again.
Track Name: My Touch (featuring Revolution, I Love You)
Under the covers, on fire,
my heart is a bird taking a wing on a wire.
I’m a fool for love.
Taking your time but I’ve taken enough.
Can’t stop the thaw, can’t stop the...
Can’t stop the thaw.

Dead on my feet and my eyes fill with dust.
I’ve been loosing my touch, I ve been loosing my touch
Paid it in gold but i stole it with lust.
I ain’t loosing too much, I ain’t loosing too much

Ashes to ashes, we leave stage left.
None could match it; did it all from the Crest.
Did it better by the second; did it better than the rest.
Never could a record get better than this.
Evident if, this letter-fed kid,
forgets to resist, mess for the benefit.
In my clenched fist is where my rhetoric lives.
If the relevant fits we just never get big.
Blemishes hiidden in the way we exist,
let this chick rid em of the dollars and chips.
Scholars and stiffs hollar and hiss.
Swallow my fits but they’ll all insist.
Never get rich, it’s all for the love.,
Never get big, it’s all for the love.
Never make hits, its all for the love.
It’s all for the love. Let’s all fall in love.

Under the covers, on fire,
my heart is a bird taking a wing on a wire.
I’m a fool for love.
Taking your time but I’ve taken enough.
Can’t stop the thaw, can’t stop the...
Can’t stop the thaw.

Dead on my feet and my eyes fill with dust.
I’ve been loosing my touch, I ve been loosing my touch
Paid it in gold but i stole it with lust.
I ain’t loosing too much, I ain’t loosing too much

Dead on my feet yet we resist.
My heart, a bird in my clenched fist.

I’m loosing my touch.
I'm loosing my touch.
I'm loosing my touch.
I’m loosing you.
Track Name: Light
Something ain’t right with these pictures I’ve found.
Too many distractions, flashes, and sounds,
but with your light the echoes all fade away.
Fast to react. Changes grow.
Asking to map actions, so
I wracked my nodes.
Acts in the past,
etched in the bone.
Strapped to the throne,
asking to back.
Bask in the glow.
Back from the facts
faxed to the foes.
Passed with the slow
axe of the brash
taskmaster.
After the science you put it in a pill.
Ask for compliance and tell em what you will.
Passed just for trying to get em on the grill.
Factor the triumph and back to the mill.
That’s what you get.
If you think you know better
you get up and bet it
or let it regret. It
won’t better the head if
you get it you get it,
so set and forget it and back to the kill.

Swallow the light; wash it away.
Bottle the light; watch it break.
Swallow the light; watch it break.

Still can’t find it.
Still can’t find it.
Still can’t find the light.
Track Name: Mission Impossible
Don’t wanna talk about it.
Don’t want to hear about it.
Don’t wanna know every single thing you think about it.
You wanna sing it? Yeah.
You wanna sing it? Yeah.
You wanna… Uh.
You wanna be alone, be alone.
You wanna be alone, be alone, girl.
You wanna be alone, be alone.
You wanna be alone, be alone, uh.

Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
It’s mission impossible.
No stopping.
No stopping.
No stopping.
It’s mission Impossible.

How does it feel to be treated like a mattress.
Cutting new deals cause you just can’t hack this.
Either way you’re getting really great practice.
Doesn't matter does it, cause the news won’t retract it.
Acting tough, but the tough get chewed up.
Asking too much, cause you know she loves to do it up.
Cut a rug, shutterbug, straight from the heart.
Don’t start with her now, cause you know she barely had enough.
Had it up to here. She’ll put you on a shit list.
Just a limp wrist that she treated like a dipstick.
She’s quick to quit it, quick to kick it to the next kid.
In bed and in her hips and embedded in her lipstick.
Twists wrists in cuffs of chrome.
Still feel the sting when your walking home.
This chick turn guys to stone,
but she only gets off when she’s all alone.


Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
It’s mission impossible.
No stopping.
No stopping.
No stopping.
It’s mission Impossible
.
She’s got her feelings in a safe and its locked up tight.
Lose em staring in my face, in my bed tonight.
Not a bit uptight, I just might,
bite down hard, when she's in my sites.
Right now, I’m not saying that I’m perfect,
but she’s workin' my last nerve
when she work it and she’s worth it.
Get my verbs worthy the view is delicious.
Show her my serpent assume the position.

Don’t wanna talk about it.
Don’t want to hear about it.
Don’t wanna know every single thing you think about it.
You wanna sing it? Yeah.
You wanna sing it? Yeah.
You wanna… Uh.
You wanna be alone, be alone.
You wanna be alone, be alone, girl.
You wanna be alone, be alone.
You wanna be alone, be alone, uh.

Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
Can’t touch her.
It’s mission impossible.
No stopping.
No stopping.
No stopping.
It’s mission Impossible.
Track Name: Close
Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?

I need the things that heaven would lack.
I need the things that heaven would lack.
I need the things that heaven would lack.
I’m finally dying.
Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?
We’re not done.

The things that we’ve invented serve their purposes well.
The things that we’ve invented serve their purposes well.

Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?
Does god know we’re close?
We’re not done.
Does god know we’re close?
We fly, we make, we take, we move on.
Does god know we’re close?
We fly, we make, we take, we move on.
Does god know we’re close?
We fly, we make, we take, we move on.

The things that we’ve invented serve their purposes well.
The things that we’ve invented serve their purposes well.
Track Name: Mouth Breather
You want a credit? Fine, get in line.
You ain’t got a clever message, so you’re sweatin' mine.
Funny how ya never mind when the weathers fine,
but weather changes and the devil better get his dime.
Act like I’m lucky, cause I’m wise, and I’m getting by,
and your’e just a famished flutter when the feathers fly.
Wanna get a better rhyme? Get a better mind.
Your girl want a better ride? Better get her mine.
I’m the very definition of the everfly. So debtors die,
when they think that they can better mine.
Let him try. Ha. And let him shed his hide
and let him get to get to getting while the gettings fine.
Why? Huh, cause he bet his pride, and let it ride,
but we pay it no nevermind. Surprised, if they ever find,
that that’s what happens when you let’em let’em get inside.

Maybe I’m, just wasting time.
Giving advice to your kind,
cause I've been where you been living
in the same place, in the same old skin.

Hope you’re ready, next up its the hits,
of the get em up, get em out, get enough blitz.
Screw this vicious eyed, ever whack clique
who’s head is mad thick. You’d think they let ‘em exist.
I do this, cause I read it on strips, of news script.
Red letter, black gift. They mad at me cause I clever get sick.
Let em wish. Let em bitch. Let me at 'em with the switch.
In fact, switch it up. We ain’t a part of the pack,
and there’s no risk really, that’s
cause at the heart of the facts,
that we fixed it at the start its all a part of the craft,
and we got another trick for each card on the stack.
Tell em black!
Get me my trees and Jesus!
Hate me, give me your reasons.
I’m patient, better believe it.
Hellawhack mouth breathers
better better stand back.

Maybe I’m, just wasting time.
Giving advice to your kind,
cause I've been where you been living
in the same place, in the same old skin.

Fuck off!
Just do what you’re told to, do what you’re told to.
Fuck off!
Just do what you’re told to, do what you’re told to.
Fuck off!
Just do what you’re told to, do what you’re told to do.
Track Name: Get Down
Get down.
Get down.

Follow me to old ways. Follow me to cold days.
Recently you got no one to hold you, no one to scold you.
No one to tell you where you done me wrong.
See you smile cause you made it to another song.
Another mention, another in a long list to get a hit
of your span of attention. Short little, not worth the sentence.
They try to move you all night.
Your faith makes em kings till they’re ripped out your sight.
Cause this game here’s about getting down.
The greats get rich, the best wear the crown.
The clever choke on a twist of the words
to get your attention. You never observe.
Swear that if you’re listening, you ain’t missing the sound,
now get up get out and get down.

Get down.
Get down.
Get down.
It’s time to get down.

We’re still divided.
No time to write it.
Get them excited.

What time is it? Its time to get down.
What time is it? Its time to get down.

Get down.
Get down.
Get down.
What time is it? Its time to get down.
Track Name: Carmen
Girl,
you're the only one I need in the world.
A globe you traverse with ease, dressed in red,
but like me a wolf beneath things you've said.
When I try to find you flee from me.

I remember when,
you taught me.
I remember when,
you taught me.

Babe,
I gain faith in a dame named, for the saints.
Now your criminal accomplice awaits.
And with baited breath you turn to the shade.
Still I never seem to learn a thing.

I remember when,
you taught me.
I remember when,
you taught me.

Na na na.
Na na na.
Track Name: The End
Sound the advertisement.
In the end we all go.
Everyone's invited.
You're fucking around won't help you to grow.
Keep it self compliant.
Like you never been low.
Now the tide is rising.
Sound the alarm get ready to throw.

What is the use standing around?
Ear to the floor but you can't hold me down.
Head in the noose, feet in the clouds.
Soon we'll all be in the ground.

Bumping with the top down.
Bumping with the top down.
Bumping with the top down.

Will you die knowing that you made the most of it.
Will you die knowing that you made the most of it.
Will you die knowing that you made the most of it.


Bumping with the top down.
Bumping with the top down.
Bumping with the top down.