The Cronch Rhombus Experience

by Shrimp Money

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The second album by Shrimp Money on a beautifully printed digipak featuring art from Mike P.
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Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality downloads of Coffinated, DA DARKEST DRIP, DONUT SHOP DECIMATION, ON BUNS ALL YE GLIZZIES/YASS KWEEN SLAY RIDE, COCKTAIL PARTY, The Cronch Rhombus Experience (Instrumental Version), WALKING BILLBOARDS/DIGESTIVE DANCE OF THE DEVILED EGG, The Cronch Rhombus Experience, and 6 more. , and , .

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1.	BBNF Part 1 00:55	lyrics	buy track
Yeah Fuck
2.	Grand Theft Chalupa (feat. Amy Lynn) 03:03	lyrics	buy track
10:00 AM and my hunger pains can’t sustain this abuse Going to scoop a chalupa like donuts near Dale Cooper I don’t live in Twin Peaks but I seeks greasy goodness Oh goodness, I’m hungry just like Laura Palmer Like a scholar, white collar, I’m calmer after I eat So I’ll call up her father and ask for his daughter and ask if she wants a treat Sit in that seat Hop on this beat Read from this sheet Grab us some meat Bring in the heat We about to eat Bitch, hop in because I just want some Taco Bell Shrimp Money up in this Taco Bell coming at you live Bitch it’s Amy Lynn for the win, motherfucker Man, All I want is a fucking chalupa I must admit, it’s not helping this fupa But man, that ass is super Bring your bestie, terrible two-fer Pass me the wood 'til we floating like Mac Miller Bars like Kung Fu King Kunta Let me get that chicken chalupa supreme Bitch behind me better turn off them high-beams Rat pack best double back before I attack Smacking a pack I was hacking it back I want to slap this bitch but I just scream Shrimp Money, bitch, that’s the motherfucking team What the fuck Why would you cut me off You’re lucky I’m getting Taco Bell Otherwise I’d send you straight to hell Look it’s fine, let’s just go ahead and order Hey, hi, can I get one chalupa please No, I’m sorry We just ran out The man in front of you just bought us out Are you fucking kidding me What do you mean you’re all out of chalupas That shell, man, it hits like no other What other Taco Bells are even open this late I don’t want to go all the way down to PCH Let me in there, I’ll make that shit myself Why Man this is some fucking bullshit This some grand theft chalupa, bitch Fucking fuck you and your fuck ass Fuck I will tear you limb from limb if you ever come here again
3.	Quesarito Blood Oath (feat. Benjamin Vincenzo) 02:02	lyrics	buy track
Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Blood Oath I’ll cut you open for some Taco Bell You think I care if you’re well? I’ll do anything for that fucking smell That fucking Taco Bell Will be your death I fucking promise You won’t ketchup these hands There won’t be any sodium warnings I’ll Baja blast you into the fucking ground And make you drown in chipotle ranch I’ll Baja blast you into the fucking ground And make you drown in chipotle ranch Your death will be slow and painful Meaningless to us You’re nothing more than a sacrifice For our Quesarito blood oath You fucking coward Pinch yourself all you want You can’t wake up from this nightmare Barely a worthy sacrifice Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Quesarito Blood Oath
4.	For Whom the Bell Grandes 03:05	lyrics	buy track
You think you can get us but we’re spitting fire sauce We’ll get you viscerally like the Orphan of Kos A black bean burrito to the back of the head You open your mouth, your salsa’s going to be red No mercy from the gods of the bell We do what we do, and we do it quite well Shrimp Money make it rain when we make an order That cantina heaven from south of the border I know I shouldn’t go again I don’t want to know pain again But I can’t help myself, I’m going again The only question is how much to spend This is ours, this is ours, nachos You only want one thing and it shows There’s only one thing left to do Get a quesarito and case of rid of you We’ll make a blood oath with our crew Whether you’re straight-edge or slamming back brews There’s always one place we can be You down with that TB? Yeah, you know me I have a hunch I need some crunch I need some lunch I need a chance Taco Hell, what Shrimp Money Making an order Cantina heaven From south of the border You roll with the crew now You’re safe in tortillas But if you’re not down with that Then we’ll fucking see you You want to get hype, start a fiesta You better crunch out or you’ll get messed up Another victim of the taco game Shrimp Money - remember the name
5.	Soft Potato 00:39		buy track
6.	Sodium Warning 02:30	lyrics	buy track
Listen up, here's a little story of success The glizzy gang took a whole planet with finesse Now they coming back, going to ring a fucking bell You better watch your back if you serve it in a shell Coming at you with the lettuce, the cheddars, Berettas And if you got beef now it isn't going to get better So bring on the Baja, I'll bring on the Blast And when it all settles, you'll be in a casket I mean face it The items might be kind of basic But bitch you might need Lasik If you think I'm not about that cheddar Sounds like you need to know me better I could eat this stuff everyday Don't care what you say This isn't burger king But I still have it my way Calories clogging them arteries Keeping me straight while they giving you heart disease I see you trying, you huffing and crying Sit this one out, go back to Chuck E. Cheese I make some guarantees, you out here wearing these Bruises I made for you special, my enemies Covered in cuts, the fight will be nuts Just like the ancient philosopher Bophades (What?) I want a taco with crunch One I can bring home for lunch Two I can get without spending a bunch Three I can have while I munch Four straight to my door Five, don't be a bore anymore Cause now you know I'm dashing Because these tacos won't be lasting You might be crazy if you think I'm fasting Oh shit, did you hear a knock at the door? The haters are salty, but what the fuck for? They wanted a bit of this Shrimp Money shit But they came for these tacos, we told them to get They vomit up poison, fall to the floor They got to die before they know the real deep lore I thought about this, and I got to admit A Shrimp Money death-cult? Kind of lit Woo Yeah yeah Alright, let's finish this Taco Bell on a Tuesday What more is there to say Give me a burrito mayday Hand it to me cause I'm lazy My mind is getting hazy Tell me when they pays me If you need me come and page me
7.	Cantina Catastrophe 04:57	lyrics	buy track
No cap, your honor I had no choice They were out of Mexican pizza On God, your honor I have a problem I have a dilemma I went to Taco Bell And all they have is this cantina fucking bullshit Who the fuck wants a power bowl I went to Taco Bell to eat like an asshole I want to feel like fucking garbage The last thing I want is this healthy nonsense Miss me with that bullshit Miss me with Miss me with that bullshit Miss me with Miss me with that bullshit Miss me with My problem still persists to this day My Taco Bell has never had the same menu items again They said something about a test location Why don’t you test these hands instead I have a problem I have a dilemma I went to Taco Bell And all they have is this cantina fucking bullshit Who the fuck wants a power bowl I went to Taco Bell to eat like an asshole I want to feel like fucking garbage The last thing I want is this healthy nonsense
8.	Crunchwrap Crowdkill (feat. Nate Bowden, Chunk Thumper) 03:56	lyrics	buy track
I am so goddamn hungry I feel like I could kill I am so goddamn hungry you’re about to be fucking crowd-killed Watch your front and your back Because when this shit starts You’re gonna get stacked, smacked and attacked And that’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact I’ll watch your fucking eyes roll into your head I swear to fucking god I’ll make you wish you’re dead Watch your fucking eyes Roll into your head Swear to fucking god You’re better off dead I’ll beat your fucking face in Cave in your skull I’ll beat your fucking face in Cave in your skull We’re going to wrap you up and make your bones crunch You won’t be recognizable by lunch I am so goddamn hungry I feel like I could kill I am so goddamn hungry you’re about to be fucking crowd-killed Watch your front and your back Because when this shit starts You’re gonna get stacked, smacked and attacked And that’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact That’s a fucking fact I said, I ain’t no bitch chef
9.	Baja Blast Beat (feat. Frank D'Aloia) 04:14	lyrics	buy track
I am so thirsty I need a drink I need a beverage to help me think I want something that’s exclusive to the bell Baja blast will help me through this hell Eat chili, farting out some Taco Bell Eat chili, farting out some Taco Bell Hey yo, that chili made my silly Trying to stay quenched so I can make a milli Auto-tune on my voice got me sounding kind of shrilly Big Willy, hey Billy, I’m in Philly eating cheesesteaks The stakes are high, make me get high Okay bye I want my Taco Bell Give me my Taco Bell Give me my Baja blast Before I blast my brains out Behold as the heaven’s power Raining violently, righteous storm Bless the ground, seeping, begin to terraform Indigo bells on the trees Drinking from this turquoise sea As this lime elixir begins changing me Into a creature of the night Chalupacabra taking flight Run for the border, 1:00 AM Yo quiero Baja blast again Life is pain Life is pain Life is pain
10.	Cheesy Roll Up 01:11		buy track
11.	Breakfast Salsa Soiree 02:49	lyrics	buy track
Welcome to the Shrimp Money Breakfast Salsa Soiree No parlay, hope you came to party all day Pull up to this bitch I got a fuckin wish I need some Taco Bell I got to grab a shell I got to break the spell Just hand me what you sell Don’t need to fucking tell Me what I want to see Or who i need to be This ain’t no guarantee I ain’t your nominee We ain’t bourgeoisie Just skip the X-Y-Z Just hand me my food please Yes, the one with the cheese Thanks Let me tell you something We been sitting in the drive through all night Something ain’t right Need to get out of my head I really dread being unfed I feel dead hanging by a thread I’ve been misled by something that you said I should have read into your fucking head Or pulled the covers up and stayed in bed But now we’re out here instead when we should have fled Damn I said I hope you came to party because this party Isn’t going to end it’s never ending Hope you’re done pretending no misunderstanding We’ve been here for days Stuck here in a daze We just want to graze Instead we’re in this hell Waiting for the bell The one that never rings The one we wish would sings The one we need to ding Wanna head back to our flings Cause we are just two kings who want to Taste the sauce that really stings So we can be the guys that you squeeze in your thighs Look into our eyes Because we are two young squires Can I take your order? Yeah can we get 2 big box meals, a chalupa meal, some cinnamon twists, nachos bell grande and uh, Cinnabon delights? Thank you Yep, so you want 2 big box meals, a chalupa meal, some cinnamon twists, nachos bell grande and Cinnabon delights We can get that out to you It will just take about Two eternities Yo, what I didn’t say we were done It’s been many years Shed a lot of tears Overcame some fears Missing all my peers Hope the end is near Wish I never steered Up into this place Better save face Gone without a trace Never be replaced Sitting here in space Wait to be erased Listen to that bass Should have said grace Can’t keep this pace Just wish we had a taste That’s what you get You thought you were gonna get Taco Bell on a Tuesday? Better think again Shrimp Money 2023 Come back soon
12.	Drowned In Chipotle Ranch 04:00	lyrics	buy track
Give me that Taco Bell I want it in a shell I’ve been going through hell Just to get A taste of That beefy That cheesy That taco It shall Please me I feel like I’m drowning in chipotle ranch I feel like I’m drowning in chipotle ranch This feeling is something I cannot explain Just give me Taco Bell I’ve been going through hell to get this fucking Taco Bell Step up out my way They say I get quite angry when I’m getting very hungry On nights like these I get quite lonely The Taco Bell will fill me up quite nicely With all its cheesy prowess Save money with all this goodness I feel like it shouldn’t be so fucking tasty For just ten dollars I can be full for hours These tacos are like towers Over my kingdom of food For just ten dollars I can be full for hours These tacos are like towers Over my kingdom of food Up to my neck in fucking ranch I don’t where to turn next I feel like I’m dying I’m drowning in chipotle ranch I’m drowning in chipotle ranch I’m drowning in chipotle ranch Please save me
13.	BBNF Part 2 01:25	lyrics	buy track
Shrimp Money, you fuck You heard me You heard the people Now it’s time to give them what they need Bring back nacho fries

about

The second full-length album by Shrimp Money. This album is all about a favorite Taco spot and their delicious items. The digital version comes with 13 tasty tracks for your next taco Tuesday.

credits

released May 19, 2023

Shrimp Money is:
Randall: Instruments, programming, some vocals
Josh: Vocals

Special thanks to our friends who contributed to this album.
- Amy Lynn on Grand Theft Chalupa
- Benjamin Vincenzo on Quesarito Blood Oath
- Nate Bowden and Chunk Thumper on Crunchwrap Crowdkill
- Frank D’Aloia on Baja Blast Beat

DISCLAIMER: Shrimp Money is not in any way endorsed by or affiliated with Taco Bell. We’re just a couple of doofuses (doofi?) writing silly songs about food we like.

All instruments/programming, and some lyrics, by Randall
Lyrics by Josh
All tracking, mixing/engineering/mastering collaboratively done by Shrimp Money
Album artwork/layout by Mike P.

Shrimp Money is not currently endorsed by any brand or product, but we are huge fans of, and recorded this album, thanks to the following (listed alphabetically):

Agile guitars, Audio Assault, Audio-Technica microphones, Cort Guitars, Devin Shidaker’s Cauterizer pickup, DR Strings, Dunlop picks, Electro-Harmonix pedals, Focusrite audio interfaces, GarageBand, iZotope plugins, Joyo Audio, Mackie Audio, MXL Microphones, REAPER, Seymour Duncan pickups, Ugritone.

Randall would like to thank: Josh for his friendship and for including me in the most fun creative project I’ve ever been part of. All of our friends who have, or will, collaborate with us. Special thanks to VB for believing in us! My wife Mrs. K, my housemates, my friends, and all the SPKs for their undying support. Stewart’s for keeping me caffeinated through this album, and Taco Bell for being our eternal fountain of inspiration and deliciousness.

Josh would like to thank: All my family and friends. Randall, Mike, Evan, Chris, Vincent, Devin, Amy, Nate, and Frank for helping make this album FEEL like an album. All the SPK pals, all the cool bands that checked us out. Everyone who has listened, will listen to us, and is listening to us. You all rock.

Thank YOU for purchasing this album. From both of us, it means the world!