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Hey Motherfucker (DJ Pack)

by Proteus x Black Art Ninja

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Hey Motherfucker 04:28
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Throw on the air raid siren I’m about to pull a Carl Lewis through Spatula City In one sentence I can decapitate Wallace & Gromit and disembowel P. Diddy I’m in the Gravitron at the Ex holding a lava lamp next to Cosmic Steve Screaming “We are the world” and puking out gummy bears on my shirt sleeve When I step to the mic, my whole face pops open like that geisha sex-bot from G.I.T.S. Part 2 Rick Moranis, Audrey 2, Lego Waffle, Mack Tack, Egyptian Cat gets attacked by sulfuric shoe goo Who the fuck knew That Dr Doom got raped with a broom during a tennis game with the Hawd Gankstuh Rappuhz Up jumps the bamboo fingernail rotary unit xylophone diaphragm suction cup disaster Mega-maid headbutts Snuffleupagus as Gargamel snorts a line off Charlotte Church’s ass I walked into the MC battle and my head flipped open like a Pez Dispenser and out flew an 80 lb sea bass Fuck you! I will pull out your fucking eyes and tie your optic cords together and play cat’s cradle in front of your mom It’s Proteus, pointing an Uzi at New York’s finest from the back of a van wearing a nylon Blue fire sparks from my fist before I grab a mic like Battle Angel Alita I’m making Drew Barrymore say “cellar door” as I fuck with her in front of Cha-re-ta I’m outrunning a cheetah while jerking off and giving the finger to National Geographic War It's fantastic I’m drastic and spastic and made of elastic and I’m ready to kill I’ll swim all day in a cesspool and sunbath in a landfill I’ll eat six fluorescent light bulbs and take a shit on the roof of your car I’ll head butt a ninja and bitch slap Pablo Escobar I’ll start doing the truffle shuffle in line at the bank for no reason whatsoever Because I’m Pylon Necronomicon zombie-slut with baton shockwave frog bong clever 10,000 Super Nintendos meld together and form the N-1000 and start looking for Sara Connor I just re-wired 6 Tachikomas with multiple copies of the Cyber Brain of Jeffrey Dahmer And I’m sending them to your house equipped with every power tool known to man Mom claimed that I did not have a cousin Eoin so I hit him wth the frying pan I’m going up in hot air balloons just so I can toss bricks at livestock I’m freaking out hanging off the big hand of the Cagliostro Clock I’m either trying to out run Zenigata or tit fuck Fujiko Proteus running up the pillar doing a backflip over Morpheus in the dojo Fuck your scene and fuck your crowd and fuck your sloppy DNA It’s not my fault that you’re dumb as a bag of hammers While you’re at your dumb ass job, I’m doing shots of tequila Playing darts in the lounge of the spacecraft with the Starjammers When I woke up, Freddy Krueger was roasting marshmallows in my bedroom with Dark Man And this towelhead guy was snake charming a Taipan I dove out of bed but the floor gave away and I fell into a dungeon with a multi-armed end guy from Mortal Kombat He was running at me so I pulled out a pair of Glocks and aimed for his dome and let off 32 caps It didn’t do shit He was still coming so I unsheathed a bushido blade And dove at him fearless like Jubei from Ninja Scroll I sliced off four appendages, did a backflip in slow-mo and got the mutant freak in a choke hold I pulled out one of those button-sized explosive devices from Kite and shoved it right in his ear And then, as I was running away far, Grover ran up to the camera and said “Near” And then it was all crystal clear, what I needed to do now and for the rest of my life I need to hang out in subways and pull a Golden Child on the pillars going “I-I-I want the knife!” Fuck this, it was time for me to get serious I will bite off Eddie Murphy’s head and shit out a book called Delirious And I’m serious when my thoughts start racing It’s like the squiddies busting into Zion Bendy straw pylon staircase venereal horror king weaving a unicycle through a series of pylons I'm in the Event Horizon breakdancing with the guy who's got no freaking eyes I'm the guy in Toronto who goes around on all the newspaper boxes writing the word “lies” In this issue, everybody dies! And Wolverine teaches a prenatal class The Game Master banned me from the hub for two weeks because I kept hitting on Ash I’m going through your trash dressed as the 7-foot big hairy monster guy from The Muppets 10,000 Gremlins bumrush the Tim Hortons lead by a demonic sock puppet
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Hey Motherfunker 03:02
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Throw on the air raid siren I am about to pull a Carl Lewis through Spatula City In one sentence I can decapitate Wallace & Gromit and disembowel P. Diddy I’m in the Gravitron at the Ex holding a lava lamp next to Cosmic Steve Screaming “We are the world” and puking out gummy bears on my shirt sleeve When I step to the mic, my whole face pops open like that geisha sex-bot from G.I.T.S. Part 2 Rick Moranis, Audrey 2, Lego Waffle, Mack Tack, Egyptian Cat gets attacked by sulfuric shoe goo I sliced off four appendages, did a backflip in slow-mo and got the mutant freak in a joke hold I pulled out one of those button-sized explosive devices from Kite and shoved it right in his ear And then, as I was running away far, Grover ran up to the camera and said “Near” And then it was all crystal clear, what I needed to do now and for the rest of my life I need to hang out in subways and pull a Golden Child on the pillars going “I-I-I want the knife!” I’m going up in hot air balloons just so I can toss bricks at livestock I’m freaking out hanging off the big hand of the Calagastro Clock 10,000 Super Nintendos meld together and form the N-1000 and start looking for Sara Connor I just re-wired 6 Tachikomas with multiple copies of the Cyber Brain of Jeffrey Dammer And I’m sending them to your house equipped with every power tool known to man Mom claimed that I did not have a cousin Eoin so I hit him wth the frying pan Bendy straw pylon staircase venereal horror king weaving a unicycle through a series of pylons I'm in the Event Horizon breakdancing with the guy who's got no freaking eyes I'm the guy in Toronto who goes around on all the newspaper boxes writing the word “lies” In this issue, everybody dies! And Wolverine teaches a prenatal class The Game Master banned me from the hub for two weeks because I kept hitting on Ash I’m going through your trash dressed as the 7-foot big hairy monster guy from The Muppets 10,000 Gremlins bumrush the Tim Hortons lead by a demonic sock puppet Trapezoid, Rubric’s Cube, Jiffy Lube, particle seaweed wombat killer Salivating bouncing weed smoker Virgin twin multi-pen mattress thriller Ridiculous brain filler Internet addict who’ll bang head off keyboard Scarf-wearing Time Lord Arachnoid smoking When I woke up, Freddy Krueger was roasting marshmallows in my bedroom with Dark Man And this towelhead guy was snake charming a Taipan I dove out of bed but the floor gave away and I fell into a dungeon with a multi-armed end guy from Mortal Kombat He was running at me so I pulled out a pair of Glocks and aimed for his dome and let off 32 caps It’s Proteus, pointing an Uzi at New York’s finest from the back of a van wearing a nylon Blue fire sparks from my fist before I grab a mic like Battle Angel Alita Proteus running up the pillar doing a backflip over Morpheus in the dojo War It's fantastic
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Hey Motherfunker (instrumental) 03:01
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Hey Motherfucker (THINK Reimagine) 06:50
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Throw on the air raid siren I’m about to pull a Carl Lewis through Spatula City In one sentence I can decapitate Wallace & Gromit and disembowel P. Diddy I’m in the Gravitron at the Ex holding a lava lamp next to Cosmic Steve Screaming “We are the world” and puking out gummy bears on my shirt sleeve When I step to the mic, my whole face pops open like that geisha sex-bot from G.I.T.S. Part 2 Rick Moranis, Audrey 2, Lego Waffle, Mack Tack, Egyptian Cat gets attacked by sulfuric shoe goo Who the fuck knew That Dr Doom got raped with a broom during a tennis game with the Hawd Gankstuh Rappuhz Up jumps the bamboo fingernail rotary unit xylophone diaphragm suction cup disaster Mega-maid headbutts Snuffleupagus as Gargamel snorts a line off Charlotte Church’s ass I walked into the MC battle and my head flipped open like a Pez Dispenser and out flew an 80 pound sea bass Fuck you! I will pull out your fucking eyes and tie your optic cords together and play cat’s crate in front of your mom It’s Proteus, pointing an Uzi at New York’s finest from the back of a van wearing a nylon Blue fire sparks from my fist before I grab a mic like Battle Angel Alita I’m making Drew Barrymore say “cellar door” as I fuck with her in front of Cha-re-ta I’m out running a cheetah while jerking off and giving the finger to National Geographic War It's fantastic I’m drastic and spastic and made of elastic and I’m ready to kill I’ll swim all day in a cesspool and sunbath in a landfill I’ll eat six fluorescent light bulbs and take a shit on the roof of your car I’ll head butt a ninja and bitch slap Pablo Escobar I’ll start doing the truffle shuffle in line at the bank for no reason whatsoever Because I’m Pylon Necronomicon zombie-slut with baton shockwave frog bong clever 10,000 Super Nintendos meld together and form the N-1000 and start looking for Sara Connor I just re-wired 6 Tachikomas with multiple copies of the Cyber Brain of Jeffrey Dahmer And I’m sending them to your house equipped with every power tool known to man Mom claimed that I did not have a cousin Eoin so I hit him wth the frying pan I’m going up in hot air balloons just so I can toss bricks at livestock I’m freaking out hanging off the big hand of the Calagastro Clock I’m either trying to out run Zenigata or tit fuck Fujiko Proteus running up the pillar doing a backflip over Morpheus in the dojo Fuck your scene and fuck your crowd and fuck your sloppy DNA It’s not my fault that you’re dumb as a bag of hammers While you’re at your dumb ass job, I’m doing shots of tequila Playing darts in the lounge of the spacecraft with the Starjammers When I woke up, Freddy Krueger was roasting marshmallows in my bedroom with Dark Man And this towelhead guy was snake charming a Taipan I dove out of bed but the floor gave away and I fell into a dungeon with a multi-armed end guy from Mortal Kombat He was running at me so I pulled out a pair of Glocks and aimed for his dome and let off 32 caps It didn’t do shit He was still coming so I unsheathed a bushido blade And dove at him fearless like Jubei from Ninja Scroll I sliced off four appendages, did a backflip in slow-mo and got the mutant freak in a joke hold I pulled out one of those button-sized explosive devices from Kite and shoved it right in his ear And then, as I was running away far, Grover ran up to the camera and said “Near” And then it was all crystal clear, what I needed to do now and for the rest of my life I need to hang out in subways and pull a Golden Child on the pillars going “Ah, I want the knife!” Fuck this, it was time for me to get serious I will bite off Eddie Murphy’s head and shit out a book called Delirious And I’m serious when my thoughts start racing It’s like the squiddies busting into Zion Bendy straw pylon staircase venereal horror king weaving a unicycle through a series of pylons I'm in the Event Horizon breakdancing with the guy who's got no freaking eyes I'm the guy in Toronto who goes around on all the newspaper boxes writing the word “lies” In this issue, everybody dies! And Wolverine teaches a prenatal class The Game Master banned me from the hub for two weeks because I kept hitting on Ash I’m going through your trash dressed as the 7-foot big hairy monster guy from The Muppets 10,000 Gremlins bumrush the Tim Hortons lead by a demonic sock puppet Trapezoid, Rubric’s Cube, Jiffy Lube, particle seaweed wombat killer Salivating bouncing weed smoker Virgin twin multi-pen mattress thriller Ridiculous brain filler Internet addict who’ll bang head off keyboard Scarf-wearing Time Lord Arachnoid smoking While pulling out optic cords Three-fly mosquito bastard sock, giant dick-swingin' late-night fly swatter Robotic sea otter, welcome back rotor got its g's in your sister's daughter Screw it! Flow like fluid, jam like TechN9ne, blow mines with nail gun Tommy Lee Jones, Dr. Richard Kimball on run-out House farm, house breastfeed a nun You're all done, it's Proteus Multiplying like the guy from Ninja Scroll with the claw and a chain Snakes and ladders meets the Jenga train Some sk8er boi shoves his dick up Avril Lavigne's nostril ’Til it touches her brain You're all the same And I'm David Cronenberg's illegitimate son with bipolar disorder I'm runnin' naked in winters on Bloor Street Screamin’, “I don't wanna buy shit” into a recorder There I was Standing on the top torso part of an Imperial Walker in front of a mic stand Of the blue karaoke machine I was a little snark doing covers of the Wu-Tang Clan Went out on the sand, blew a gargantuan jellyfish Wearing one of those baseball-beard-cannon-helmet-Betty-straw things He grabbed the mic right out of my hand and it started to sing It started singing Madonna’s “Like a Prayer” And it was completely out of tune So I pulled off my backpack And pulled out the big force gun from Stoom I knelt down Braced myself And blasted the fuckin' thing clean in half And just as the gun was cooling down It started fuckin' raining giraffes I threw open the hatch and dove inside the walker To avoid getting pummeled by animals But when I got inside, I was confronted by three dozen angry midget cannibals I pulled up a laser gun from cargo And cut them all in half at the waist At which point I woke up in bed Covered in sweat, vaginal fluid, and wallpaper paste
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Hey Motherfunker (acapella) 03:01
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Throw on the air raid siren I am about to pull a Carl Lewis through Spatula City In one sentence I can decapitate Wallace & Gromit and disembowel P. Diddy I’m in the Gravitron at the Ex holding a lava lamp next to Cosmic Steve Screaming “We are the world” and puking out gummy bears on my shirt sleeve When I step to the mic, my whole face pops open like that geisha sex-bot from G.I.T.S. Part 2 Rick Moranis, Audrey 2, Lego Waffle, Mack Tack, Egyptian Cat gets attacked by sulfuric shoe goo I sliced off four appendages, did a backflip in slow-mo and got the mutant freak in a joke hold I pulled out one of those button-sized explosive devices from Kite and shoved it right in his ear And then, as I was running away far, Grover ran up to the camera and said “Near” And then it was all crystal clear, what I needed to do now and for the rest of my life I need to hang out in subways and pull a Golden Child on the pillars going “I-I-I want the knife!” I’m going up in hot air balloons just so I can toss bricks at livestock I’m freaking out hanging off the big hand of the Calagastro Clock 10,000 Super Nintendos meld together and form the N-1000 and start looking for Sara Connor I just re-wired 6 Tachikomas with multiple copies of the Cyber Brain of Jeffrey Dammer And I’m sending them to your house equipped with every power tool known to man Mom claimed that I did not have a cousin Eoin so I hit him wth the frying pan Bendy straw pylon staircase venereal horror king weaving a unicycle through a series of pylons I'm in the Event Horizon breakdancing with the guy who's got no freaking eyes I'm the guy in Toronto who goes around on all the newspaper boxes writing the word “lies” In this issue, everybody dies! And Wolverine teaches a prenatal class The Game Master banned me from the hub for two weeks because I kept hitting on Ash I’m going through your trash dressed as the 7-foot big hairy monster guy from The Muppets 10,000 Gremlins bumrush the Tim Hortons lead by a demonic sock puppet Trapezoid, Rubric’s Cube, Jiffy Lube, particle seaweed wombat killer Salivating bouncing weed smoker Virgin twin multi-pen mattress thriller Ridiculous brain filler Internet addict who’ll bang head off keyboard Scarf-wearing Time Lord Arachnoid smoking When I woke up, Freddy Krueger was roasting marshmallows in my bedroom with Dark Man And this towelhead guy was snake charming a Taipan I dove out of bed but the floor gave away and I fell into a dungeon with a multi-armed end guy from Mortal Kombat He was running at me so I pulled out a pair of Glocks and aimed for his dome and let off 32 caps It’s Proteus, pointing an Uzi at New York’s finest from the back of a van wearing a nylon Blue fire sparks from my fist before I grab a mic like Battle Angel Alita Proteus running up the pillar doing a backflip over Morpheus in the dojo War It's fantastic
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Hey Motherfunker (backing vocal acapella) 03:01
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Hey, motherfunker

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For the second single and title track from Proteus and Black Art Ninja's upcoming new collab album, Hey Motherfucker, producer BAN builds the beat around a metal-style garage-punk Volca bassline with squealing electrolobotomy synths in the background, rebirth and Volca drums, and catchy backing vocals by the Black Art Ninja Choir (Peachy Tickles, Misty Beavers and Jimmy 'Poppa' Noodles) on the hook. It makes for a weird but catchy tune. Lyrically, the single is raunchy and risqué, pushing the boundaries of good taste as you might expect with a song called "Hey Motherfucker". Proteus presents hentai hip hop in all its glory, loading the lyrics with sex and violence - and plenty of anime references! Should you prefer something safer, you would best digest "Hey Motherfunker", the radio edit that is both much cleaner and shorter - and lyrically rearranged. And if you want to go more extreme, you would want to explore “Hey Motherfucker (THINK Reimagine)" on which producer THINK includes a longer vocal cut that increases the crass quotient, the length of the song, and also assaults our eardrums with an extra layer of guitars added throughout. Pick your poison level on this maxi-single and jump into the deranged world of Proteus and Black Art Ninja.

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released September 23, 2025

Written and performed by Proteus
Produced by Black Art Ninja
Remix by THINK
Backing vocals by Black Art Ninja Choir (Peachy Tickles, Misty Beavers and Jimmy 'Poppa' Noodles)

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