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Yes Indeed

Intro- (Huh yea slatt slatt) (you know) (yea ooh) (yea, icy wit it) (yea) Chorus- Coming next to me (yea) You are fat but i am lean (lean) Moonwalk Billie Jean (MJ) Yes, yes indeed You pull up you a B (blood) throwing signs yes i'm a C (slatt) You my son yea you my seed (you know) Yes, yes indeed (big fax) Verse 1- Yes yes indeed got my whole gang with me cashing racks catching mac's popping slatt's get the bag (slatt) Yes, yes indeed (yea) (ooh) (check me) (check me) I don't understand why you've been staying by my side I'm a hella bad influence better leave me by tonight Yea you know that's facts Yea you know i'm bad So why the hell in the world are you stilling calling me dad? I'm a crazy man With a plan To destroy the world with my self conscious is the plan Bridge- I said yes yes indeed (uh huh) Yes yes indeed (okay) Yes yes indeed (ay ayyy) Verse 2- You know that i'm a star so why you act like we ain't start Maybe cause i got hurt messing with all these love scars What you doing to me? All these problems carried on my back is really hurting my spleen But you taking knives and stabbing all the pain gon' make me bleed Now i'm talking metaphorically but probably gon' happen to me (yea yea) (slatt slatt) Chorus- Coming next to me You are fat but i am lean Moonwalk Billie Jean (yea) Yes, yes indeed (yea yea) You pull up you a B throwing signs yes i'm a C You my son yea you my seed Yes, yes indeed Verse 3- Get away from me I don't need you I don't even wanna be you You be staring at me mad weird like i'm see through I don't need you (oooh) You a ho That's for sho Dumb to know (yo) (check me) (look look) I got me so i don't need you Chillin with El Juan and we eating on Burritos (yo i'm playing i'm playing) (you suck) (yo yo chill bro) (shut up) (i'm just playing) (shut up) (damn) (yea) Heal me Heal me (uh huh) I can't deal with all this pressure that you putting on me (me) (me) Outro- (ayyyy) (yes yes indeed) (you pull up you a B) (signs yes i'm a C) (son yea you my seed) (young threat) (young threat) (yes yes indeed)

The Ceremony

[Produced by No Luck] [Chorus: Toch-UQ] Welcome to the ceremony No longer feeling lonely The moving moon is moving slowly She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah) Welcome to the ceremony Kicking it like Iwobi We pray to ball like Kobe And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah) [Hook: Toch-UQ] She wanna fuck, (she wanna fuck ay) Wanna fuck then I'll give it up, (we give it up ay) Bill it up, till the ceiling touched (we bill it up ay, ay) Hella liquor loading up cup, she [Verse 1: Toch-UQ] Existing in the distance,(in the distance) She knows a nigga never listen, (nigga never listen) The victim of a venerable vision, (venerable vision) In addition to militant mission (militant mission) Wisdom works its way through my system I finally feel like I'm proud, (proud) Imma make a celebration go down (down) Tell Timi.b, nigga roll that loud, (can you roll it?) Pillow in the clouds, looking like a silhouette Cos I'm next to the sun and I'm watching it set I don't wanna flex and yet I can't control my chest getting bigger by the sec But bitch imma be humble And act like we stumbled upon our blessing/ And ended upon Everest/ With a bulletproof vest, for my legacy/ Cos imma see it rest in your head/ [Chorus: Toch-UQ] Welcome to the ceremony No longer feeling lonely The moving moon is moving slowly She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah) Welcome to the ceremony Kicking it like Iwobi We pray to ball like Kobe And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah) [Verse 2: Timi.B] She was digging on my vibes, (digging on my vibes) I swear that pussy got me high, (I swear that pussy got me high) Tell me if you’re down to ride, (tell me if you're, tell me, tell me) I won’t be taking any lies, (won't be taking any lies) Niggas like me don’t play, listen to the words i say Got a bad b like jay rapping that sweet cocaine Cold but my lyrics will melt your brain I’m blowing on a new damn strain Niggas ain't in my lane I don't really need no fame Tryna free my own chains While levelling up I won’t lose this game [Pre-Chorus: Timi.B] Ahh elevate, come and ride the wave No tripping, no trippling Ima set the stage Ahh elevate, come and ride the wave No tripping It gets colder every time I spray [Chorus: Toch-UQ] Welcome to the ceremony No longer feeling lonely The moving moon is moving slowly She wanna get to know me, (yah yah yah) Welcome to the ceremony Kicking it like Iwobi We pray to ball like Kobe And tell the testimony, (yah, yah, yah) [Outro: Toch-UQ] Get to know me Testimony Welcome to the ceremony, (get to know me) Welcome to the ceremony, (testimony)

Purified In Carnage

Oh Lord, I shall not whisper Of the sights you showed me Your humble servant Bides his time Oh Lord, but I shall scream out All the sights you showed me I'm not your servant You are mine

Black

BLACK Aeon The Ace Written by Ronald Aeon Lewis Produced By Flawless Tracks Mixed by Jonathan (DJ DLYFE) Coutrier-Owens Intro: Drop… Uhh Chorus: Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (It’s so deep) Verse 1: I used to always adjust the light on my skin when I taking a pic. Fascinated with light skin women chasing the wigs. I was a few shades deeper than most. My nappy hair and black fist pic patted always keeping it low. I was the butt to all your dark skin jokes. Had me like damn why I got this dark skin for? I was taught that light was beautiful and every dark was ugly. Told to stay indoors cuz you know you get darker when it’s sunny. Brushed it off like it was funny thinking money solves it. Wore all designer clothes. Superficial caught in all it Scarring my mental Self-hatred drawn Pardon my pencil. Following stencils. Tracing each step was sort of sequential. How could I grow? Immature and loud on my own even caught myself saying what I wouldn’t condone….. Like “you so pretty for a dark skin girl” my cousin hated how they separated beauty citing color or tone. Cuz black is beauty, Nubian goddesses draped in rubies and duly deserving truly emerging stand with a purpose superb and imperfectly perfect God draft the body in cursive. Wondering purpose deeper than skin shown on the surface aye Chorus: Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (It’s so deep) Verse 2: I'm as African as they come, son of Sierra Leoneans, black as tar on the lungs of a 90 year old chain smoker! A brave soldier can't help it it's in my blood. Descendant of Sir Samuel Lewis the beloved The chosen one. Voice of the youth I'm raising and molding them. Coaching them. Weather the storm I march toe and toe wit them. For all of them ashamed of their culture now as I was. Embrace it at the end of the day it really defines us. Cuz Black is beauty nappy happy phenomenal powerful with a vision the rarest of precious jewelry. This for the ignorant always poking they fun just lost in their misconception they judged me but never knew me. Cuz black is beauty. Nubian goddesses draped in rubies and duly deserving truly emerging stand with a purpose superb and imperfectly perfect God draft the body in cursive. Wondering purpose deeper than skin shown on the surface aye Chorus: Black is beautiful brilliant black is resilient black is appealing, Black as black as the Oil rich as the feeling of black sea but its deeper than black. Its deep but its deeper than black. (its so deep)

Red Tube

I was 14 when I seen big booty bitches Knew then I wasn’t coming out the house Grab a bottle a lotion and go into the shower Jack off for whole hour Now my kids are running down my hand I looked shocked and Collected the babies then I put it in my sock then go to sleep thinking’s bout what I just did This is the first time I seen my own kids Couldn’t sleep so I watched another thick bitch this time she was getting trained by big dicks Had super fun until I ran out of kids My nuts looked like raisins dried in the sun Picked up my toy and I fucked it for fun Cum stains everywhere I said it was tooth paste Socks stuck together they were dusty like the blue ray movies I played in the background And pretend I was sleeping I was so horny I’d fuck my own sister Cream pie my pillow , turn it over go to sleep Wake up next morning then repeat it again Finally found a solution for a goodnight sleep Now it’s a new day i took my talents to school I was happy because nobody knew that I discovered Red tube on my kindle tablet I brought it to class just to stare at the girls wearing plaid skirts Playing kickball everybody knew they were ass at sports But I had on jean shorts to hid my erection Watching Alexis texas poked my dick at Nicole Across the classroom she seen me beating off to porn She questioned me asked me what I was watching Finding Nemo like dory I explore Go home pick up the phone go to backpage Call up a whore convince her to give me head Asking me questions like Can you shit on my head Check my piggy bank bitch how much for the head She said $5 so I snatched a few quarters from my head board hurried up and I left home

Nascar

Let's go Coming from the Nextlane She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Grrrt) Aye hold up Yeah we gon blow up 30 gang yah yah and we on go VVS diamonds mix it with the gold Mix the BB simmons wit da Gucci got my waist so cold I don't know why everybody tryna steal my flow We invented it but everyone tryna copy Starting the trend, man that's my hobby We at a point where only God can stop me I'm just confident, I ain't even cocky And i got my drip, I feel like Asap Rocky My neck so cold, feel like we playing Ice hockey And I ain't scared of nobody cause God got me She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Aye) I know yall gonna hate, yeah Hate i don't really go rate that I just dropped a hunnid k on a Maybach My day ones wit me from WAYBACK Run Away, Hunnid K Make a hit like Home and Away My boys grind to the end of the day If you want a handout all you gotta do is say Shoot my shot like Trae Diamonds ice tray On my bae I just spent a hunnid k Iced out like my boi Gucci Mane She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA She just want the guap and the cash huh Once you broke she gone like Nascar Why you mad now what's the matter (what's up) When we blow we gon blow up like NASA(Banger)

Pretty Girlz

Pretty Girlz Intro: Yeah yeah yeah yeah Aye aye aye aye Pretty girls, Pretty girls... E...Lit Pre-Chorus Pretty girl who are you Aphrodite way too much I ain’t never seen such In your eyes I get lost You a goddess in your prime Start gazing in Lacoste Don’t care what it cost Chorus: You so gorgeous, You so flawless (x2) You too pretty (x2) Verse: I see you, you see me I need you, you want me Love story, I can tell Where do I even start Tenth grade when you first stole my heart and you never gave it back Now I’m stuck in the past tryna get it back Thinking bout the good days can’t forget the good days and the long nights Phone calls till 3 AM, reminisce from the sound of your voice Is it love or fate or is love a choice I can’t make up my mind, I just can’t decide I’m stuck on the cross roads to move on or go on I don’t know You were pretty as a picture, I needed a Mona Lisa We were picture perfect but nobody perfect (x2) Thought it was working out, Now I’m stuck in the present tryna play it out,tryna work it out, tryna see where did I lose out Tell me, Do you think about me? Do you dream about me? See life without me? Even though we’ve parted ways girl I think about you, day dream about you, I just can’t forget you It’s gone take some time, I can’t make you mine but ghadamn you fine Time to let go, gotta live life divine, pretty girls that’s all I see, they all for me and they loving me Young pretty nigga watch em fall for me Paradise they offer me Forbidden fruit mahn I need to see Forbidden fruit mahn I need to see Chorus: Aphrodite way too much I ain’t never seen such In your eyes I get lost You a goddess in your prime Start gazing in Lacoste Don’t care what it cost Outro: Pretty girls.... Pretty pretty, pretty pretty Pretty girls...

BACK AT IT

[Hook] Damn CaloMyers back at it again My niggas green like Ben 10 Where is my money ? My yen She said I fucked her, I said when ? Seven shooters in back, Jeremy Lin Sorry nigga, but I do not make amends Codeine dreaming, now I need me a cleanse [Verse] Wait This shit forever like 8 New Glock, straight out the case I’m not gon’ save her, no cape Who tryna’ make sum’ shake ? I just wanna fuck, you ain’t bae I’m the man, throwing bullets like pate Big dank, this shit gon’ stank Big gas, this shit gon’ reek We up in the field, with no cleats Watch this money increase Im a big dog, straight up off the leash What I’m smokin’ got me lookin Vietnamese Big .40, I’m a make this ho sneeze Freddy Kruger, I’m a see him in his dreams Mask on like Mike, gut him open for the cheese [Hook] Damn CaloMyers back at it again My niggas green like Ben 10 Where is my money ? My yen She said I fucked her, I said when ? Seven shooters in back, Jeremy Lin Sorry nigga, but I do not make amends Codeine dreaming, now I need me a cleanse

Just A Touch Live In Toronto 1983

[Verse 1] What in the world? Women in black Don't you remember? Sonny's packed A day in the life, nobody laughed Look to the days, how long can this last? Huh [Chorus] Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch Touch [Verse 2] You set the pace, what was to come You have to carry on now that you're gone A day in the life, nobody laughed Look to the days, how long can this last? Oh [Chorus] Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh [Bridge] There's someone in our dreams, in our pre-assemblеd dream [Verse 3] What in the world? Women in black Don't you rеmember? Sonny's packed A day in the life, nobody laughed Look to the days, how long can this last? Huh [Chorus] Kevin heard it on the radio, Hugh informed word of mouth Carla read it in the news, caught it all, just a touch Ooh-ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh A touch, a touch, a touch

The Fruit of the Tree Chap. 1.2

When Justine Brent emerged from the Hope Hospital the October dusk had fallen and the wide suburban street was almost dark, except when the illuminated bulk of an electric car flashed by under the maples. She crossed the tracks and approached the narrower thoroughfare where Amherst awaited her. He hung back a moment, and she was amused to see that he failed to identify the uniformed nurse with the girl in her trim dark dress, soberly complete in all its accessories, who advanced to him, smiling under her little veil. "Thank you," he said as he turned and walked beside her. "Is this your way?" "I am staying in Oak Street. But it's just as short to go by Maplewood Avenue." "Yes; and quieter." For a few yards they walked on in silence, their long steps falling naturally into time, though Amherst was somewhat taller than his companion. At length he said: "I suppose you know nothing about the relation between Hope Hospital and the Westmore Mills." "Only that the hospital was endowed by one of the Westmore family." "Yes; an old Miss Hope, a great-aunt of Westmore's. But there is more than that between them—all kinds of subterranean passages." He paused, and began again: "For instance, Dr. Disbrow married the sister of our manager's wife." "Your chief at the mills?" "Yes," he said with a slight grimace. "So you see, if Truscomb—the manager—thinks one of the mill-hands is only slightly injured, it's natural that his brother-in-law, Dr. Disbrow, should take an optimistic view of the case." "Natural? I don't know——" "Don't you think it's natural that a man should be influenced by his wife?" "Not where his professional honour is concerned." Amherst smiled. "That sounds very young—if you'll excuse my saying so. Well, I won't go on to insinuate that, Truscomb being high in favour with the Westmores, and the Westmores having a lien on the hospital, Disbrow's position there is also bound up with his taking—more or less—the same view as Truscomb's." Miss Brent had paused abruptly on the deserted pavement. "No, don't go on—if you want me to think well of you," she flashed out. Amherst met the thrust composedly, perceiving, as she turned to face him, that what she resented was not so much his insinuation against his superiors as his allusion to the youthfulness of her sentiments. She was, in fact, as he now noticed, still young enough to dislike being excused for her youth. In her severe uniform of blue linen, her dusky skin darkened by the nurse's cap, and by the pale background of the hospital walls, she had seemed older, more competent and experienced; but he now saw how fresh was the pale curve of her cheek, and how smooth the brow clasped in close waves of hair. "I began at the wrong end," he acknowledged. "But let me put Dillon's case before you dismiss me." She softened. "It is only because of my interest in that poor fellow that I am here——" "Because you think he needs help—and that you can help him?" But she held back once more. "Please tell me about him first," she said, walking on. Amherst met the request with another question. "I wonder how much you know about factory life?" "Oh, next to nothing. Just what I've managed to pick up in these two days at the hospital." He glanced at her small determined profile under its dark roll of hair, and said, half to himself: "That might be a good deal." She took no notice of this, and he went on: "Well, I won't try to put the general situation before you, though Dillon's accident is really the result of it. He works in the carding room, and on the day of the accident his 'card' stopped suddenly, and he put his hand behind him to get a tool he needed out of his trouser-pocket. He reached back a little too far, and the card behind him caught his hand in its million of diamond-pointed wires. Truscomb and the overseer of the room maintain that the accident was due to his own carelessness; but the hands say that it was caused by the fact of the cards being too near together, and that just such an accident was bound to happen sooner or later." Miss Brent drew an eager breath. "And what do you say?" "That they're right: the carding-room is shamefully overcrowded. Dillon hasn't been in it long—he worked his way up at the mills from being a bobbin-boy—and he hadn't yet learned how cautious a man must be in there. The cards are so close to each other that even the old hands run narrow risks, and it takes the cleverest operative some time to learn that he must calculate every movement to a fraction of an inch." "But why do they crowd the rooms in that way?" "To get the maximum of profit out of the minimum of floor-space. It costs more to increase the floor-space than to maim an operative now and then." "I see. Go on," she murmured. "That's the first point; here is the second. Dr. Disbrow told Truscomb this morning that Dillon's hand would certainly be saved, and that he might get back to work in a couple of months if the company would present him with an artificial finger or two." Miss Brent faced him with a flush of indignation. "Mr. Amherst—who gave you this version of Dr. Disbrow's report?" "The manager himself." "Verbally?" "No—he showed me Disbrow's letter." For a moment or two they walked on silently through the quiet street; then she said, in a voice still stirred with feeling: "As I told you this afternoon, Dr. Disbrow has said nothing in my hearing." "And Mrs. Ogan?" "Oh, Mrs. Ogan—" Her voice broke in a ripple of irony. "Mrs. Ogan 'feels it to be such a beautiful dispensation, my dear, that, owing to a death that very morning in the surgical ward, we happened to have a bed ready for the poor man within three hours of the accident.'" She had exchanged her deep throat-tones for a high reedy note which perfectly simulated the matron's lady-like inflections. Amherst, at the change, turned on her with a boyish burst of laughter: she joined in it, and for a moment they were blent in that closest of unions, the discovery of a common fund of humour. She was the first to grow grave. "That three hours' delay didn't help matters—how is it there is no emergency hospital at the mills?" Amherst laughed again, but in a different key. "That's part of the larger question, which we haven't time for now." He waited a moment, and then added: "You've not yet given me your own impression of Dillon's case." "You shall have it, if you saw that letter. Dillon will certainly lose his hand—and probably the whole arm." She spoke with a thrilling of her slight frame that transformed the dispassionate professional into a girl shaken with indignant pity. Amherst stood still before her. "Good God! Never anything but useless lumber?" "Never——" "And he won't die?" "Alas!" "He has a consumptive wife and three children. She ruined her health swallowing cotton-dust at the factory," Amherst continued. "So she told me yesterday." He turned in surprise. "You've had a talk with her?" "I went out to Westmore last night. I was haunted by her face when she came to the hospital. She looks forty, but she told me she was only twenty-six." Miss Brent paused to steady her voice. "It's the curse of my trade that it's always tempting me to interfere in cases where I can do no possible good. The fact is, I'm not fit to be a nurse—I shall live and die a wretched sentimentalist!" she ended, with an angry dash at the tears on her veil. Her companion walked on in silence till she had regained her composure. Then he said: "What did you think of Westmore?" "I think it's one of the worst places I ever saw—and I am not unused to slums. It looks so dead. The slums of big cities are much more cheerful." He made no answer, and after a moment she asked: "Does the cotton-dust always affect the lungs?" "It's likely to, where there is the least phthisical tendency. But of course the harm could be immensely reduced by taking up the old rough floors which hold the dust, and by thorough cleanliness and ventilation." "What does the company do in such cases? Where an operative breaks down at twenty-five?" "The company says there was a phthisical tendency." "And will they give nothing in return for the two lives they have taken?" "They will probably pay for Dillon's care at the hospital, and they have taken the wife back as a scrubber." "To clean those uncleanable floors? She's not fit for it!" "She must work, fit for it or not; and there is less strain in scrubbing than in bending over the looms or cards. The pay is lower, of course, but she's very grateful for being taken back at all, now that she's no longer a first-class worker." Miss Brent's face glowed with a fine wrath. "She can't possibly stand more than two or three months of it without breaking down!" "Well, you see they've told her that in less than that time her husband will be at work again." "And what will the company do for them when the wife is a hopeless invalid, and the husband a cripple?" Amherst again uttered the dry laugh with which he had met her suggestion of an emergency hospital. "I know what I should do if I could get anywhere near Dillon—give him an overdose of morphine, and let the widow collect his life-insurance, and make a fresh start." She looked at him curiously. "Should you, I wonder?" "If I saw the suffering as you see it, and knew the circumstances as I know them, I believe I should feel justified—" He broke off. "In your work, don't you ever feel tempted to set a poor devil free?" She mused. "One might...but perhaps the professional instinct to save would always come first." "To save—what? When all the good of life is gone?" "I daresay," she sighed, "poor Dillon would do it himself if he could—when he realizes that all the good is gone." "Yes, but he can't do it himself; and it's the irony of such cases that his employers, after ruining his life, will do all they can to patch up the ruins." "But that at least ought to count in their favour." "Perhaps; if—" He paused, as though reluctant to lay himself open once more to the charge of uncharitableness; and suddenly she exclaimed, looking about her: "I didn't notice we had walked so far down Maplewood Avenue!" They had turned a few minutes previously into the wide thoroughfare crowning the high ground which is covered by the residential quarter of Hanaford. Here the spacious houses, withdrawn behind shrubberies and lawns, revealed in their silhouettes every form of architectural experiment, from the symmetrical pre-Revolutionary structure, with its classic portico and clipped box-borders, to the latest outbreak in boulders and Moorish tiles. Amherst followed his companion's glance with surprise. "We have gone a block or two out of our way. I always forget where I am when I'm talking about anything that interests me." Miss Brent looked at her watch. "My friends don't dine till seven, and I can get home in time by taking a Grove Street car," she said. "If you don't mind walking a little farther you can take a Liberty Street car instead. They run oftener, and you will get home just as soon." She made a gesture of assent, and as they walked on he continued: "I haven't yet explained why I am so anxious to get an unbiassed opinion of Dillon's case." She looked at him in surprise. "What you've told me about Dr. Disbrow and your manager is surely enough." "Well, hardly, considering that I am Truscomb's subordinate. I shouldn't have committed a breach of professional etiquette, or asked you to do so, if I hadn't a hope of bettering things; but I have, and that is why I've held on at Westmore for the last few months, instead of getting out of it altogether." "I'm glad of that," she said quickly. "The owner of the mills—young Richard Westmore—died last winter," he went on, "and my hope—it's no more—is that the new broom may sweep a little cleaner." "Who is the new broom?" "Westmore left everything to his widow, and she is coming here to-morrow to look into the management of the mills." "Coming? She doesn't live here, then?" "At Hanaford? Heaven forbid! It's an anomaly nowadays for the employer to live near the employed. The Westmores have always lived in New York—and I believe they have a big place on Long Island." "Well, at any rate she is coming, and that ought to be a good sign. Did she never show any interest in the mills during her husband's life?" "Not as far as I know. I've been at Westmore three years, and she's not been seen there in my time. She is very young, and Westmore himself didn't care. It was a case of inherited money. He drew the dividends, and Truscomb did the rest." Miss Brent reflected. "I don't know much about the constitution of companies—but I suppose Mrs. Westmore doesn't unite all the offices in her own person. Is there no one to stand between Truscomb and the operatives?" "Oh, the company, on paper, shows the usual official hierarchy. Richard Westmore, of course, was president, and since his death the former treasurer—Halford Gaines—has replaced him, and his son, Westmore Gaines, has been appointed treasurer. You can see by the names that it's all in the family. Halford Gaines married a Miss Westmore, and represents the clan at Hanaford—leads society, and keeps up the social credit of the name. As treasurer, Mr. Halford Gaines kept strictly to his special business, and always refused to interfere between Truscomb and the operatives. As president he will probably follow the same policy, the more so as it fits in with his inherited respect for the status quo, and his blissful ignorance of economics." "And the new treasurer—young Gaines? Is there no hope of his breaking away from the family tradition?" "Westy Gaines has a better head than his father; but he hates Hanaford and the mills, and his chief object in life is to be taken for a New Yorker. So far he hasn't been here much, except for the quarterly meetings, and his routine work is done by another cousin—you perceive that Westmore is a nest of nepotism." Miss Brent's work among the poor had developed her interest in social problems, and she followed these details attentively. "Well, the outlook is not encouraging, but perhaps Mrs. Westmore's coming will make a change. I suppose she has more power than any one." "She might have, if she chose to exert it, for her husband was really the whole company. The official cousins hold only a few shares apiece." "Perhaps, then, her visit will open her eyes. Who knows but poor Dillon's case may help others—prove a beautiful dispensation, as Mrs. Ogan would say?" "It does come terribly pat as an illustration of some of the abuses I want to have remedied. The difficulty will be to get the lady's ear. That's her house we're coming to, by the way." An electric street-lamp irradiated the leafless trees and stone gate-posts of the building before them. Though gardens extended behind it, the house stood so near the pavement that only two short flights of steps intervened between the gate-posts and the portico. Light shone from every window of the pompous rusticated façade—in the turreted "Tuscan villa" style of the 'fifties—and as Miss Brent and Amherst approached, their advance was checked by a group of persons who were just descending from two carriages at the door. The lamp-light showed every detail of dress and countenance in the party, which consisted of two men, one slightly lame, with a long white moustache and a distinguished nose, the other short, lean and professional, and of two ladies and their laden attendants. "Why, that must be her party arriving!" Miss Brent exclaimed; and as she spoke the younger of the two ladies, turning back to her maid, exposed to the glare of the electric light a fair pale face shadowed by the projection of her widow's veil. "Is that Mrs. Westmore?" Miss Brent whispered; and as Amherst muttered: "I suppose so; I've never seen her——" she continued excitedly: "She looks so like—do you know what her name was before she married?" He drew his brows together in a hopeless effort of remembrance. "I don't know—I must have heard—but I never can recall people's names." "That's bad, for a leader of men!" she said mockingly, and he answered, as though touched on a sore point: "I mean people who don't count. I never forget an operative's name or face." "One can never tell who may be going to count," she rejoined sententiously. He dwelt on this in silence while they walked on catching as they passed a glimpse of the red-carpeted Westmore hall on which the glass doors were just being closed. At length he roused himself to ask: "Does Mrs. Westmore look like some one you know?" "I fancied so—a girl who was at the Sacred Heart in Paris with me. But isn't this my corner?" she exclaimed, as they turned into another street, down which a laden car was descending. Its approach left them time for no more than a hurried hand-clasp, and when Miss Brent had been absorbed into the packed interior her companion, as his habit was, stood for a while where she had left him, gazing at some indefinite point in space; then, waking to a sudden consciousness of his surroundings, he walked off toward the centre of the town. At the junction of two business streets he met an empty car marked "Westmore," and springing into it, seated himself in a corner and drew out a pocket Shakespeare. He read on, indifferent to his surroundings, till the car left the asphalt streets and illuminated shop-fronts for a grey intermediate region of mud and macadam. Then he pocketed his volume and sat looking out into the gloom. The houses grew less frequent, with darker gaps of night between; and the rare street-lamps shone on cracked pavements, crooked telegraph-poles, hoardings tapestried with patent-medicine posters, and all the mean desolation of an American industrial suburb. Farther on there came a weed-grown field or two, then a row of operatives' houses, the showy gables of the "Eldorado" road-house—the only building in Westmore on which fresh paint was freely lavished—then the company "store," the machine shops and other out-buildings, the vast forbidding bulk of the factories looming above the river-bend, and the sudden neatness of the manager's turf and privet hedges. The scene was so familiar to Amherst that he had lost the habit of comparison, and his absorption in the moral and material needs of the workers sometimes made him forget the outward setting of their lives. But to-night he recalled the nurse's comment—"it looks so dead"—and the phrase roused him to a fresh perception of the scene. With sudden disgust he saw the sordidness of it all—the poor monotonous houses, the trampled grass-banks, the lean dogs prowling in refuse-heaps, the reflection of a crooked gas-lamp in a stagnant loop of the river; and he asked himself how it was possible to put any sense of moral beauty into lives bounded forever by the low horizon of the factory. There is a fortuitous ugliness that has life and hope in it: the ugliness of overcrowded city streets, of the rush and drive of packed activities; but this out-spread meanness of the suburban working colony, uncircumscribed by any pressure of surrounding life, and sunk into blank acceptance of its isolation, its banishment from beauty and variety and surprise, seemed to Amherst the very negation of hope and life. "She's right," he mused—"it's dead—stone dead: there isn't a drop of wholesome blood left in it." The Moosuc River valley, in the hollow of which, for that river's sake, the Westmore mills had been planted, lingered in the memory of pre-industrial Hanaford as the pleasantest suburb of the town. Here, beyond a region of orchards and farm-houses, several "leading citizens" had placed, above the river-bank, their prim wood-cut "residences," with porticoes and terraced lawns; and from the chief of these, Hopewood, brought into the Westmore family by the Miss Hope who had married an earlier Westmore, the grim mill-village had been carved. The pillared "residences" had, after this, inevitably fallen to base uses; but the old house at Hopewood, in its wooded grounds, remained, neglected but intact, beyond the first bend of the river, deserted as a dwelling but "held" in anticipation of rising values, when the inevitable growth of Westmore should increase the demand for small building lots. Whenever Amherst's eyes were refreshed by the hanging foliage above the roofs of Westmore, he longed to convert the abandoned country-seat into a park and playground for the mill-hands; but he knew that the company counted on the gradual sale of Hopewood as a source of profit. No—the mill-town would not grow beautiful as it grew larger—rather, in obedience to the grim law of industrial prosperity, it would soon lose its one lingering grace and spread out in unmitigated ugliness, devouring green fields and shaded slopes like some insect-plague consuming the land. The conditions were familiar enough to Amherst; and their apparent inevitableness mocked the hopes he had based on Mrs. Westmore's arrival. "Where every stone is piled on another, through the whole stupid structure of selfishness and egotism, how can one be pulled out without making the whole thing topple? And whatever they're blind to, they always see that," he mused, reaching up for the strap of the car. He walked a few yards beyond the manager's house, and turned down a side street lined with scattered cottages. Approaching one of these by a gravelled path he pushed open the door, and entered a sitting-room where a green-shaded lamp shone pleasantly on bookshelves and a crowded writing-table. A brisk little woman in black, laying down the evening paper as she rose, lifted her hands to his tall shoulders. "Well, mother," he said, stooping to her kiss. "You're late, John," she smiled back at him, not reproachfully, but with affection. She was a wonderfully compact and active creature, with face so young and hair so white that she looked as unreal as a stage mother till a close view revealed the fine lines that experience had drawn about her mouth and eyes. The eyes themselves, brightly black and glancing, had none of the veiled depths of her son's gaze. Their look was outward, on a world which had dealt her hard blows and few favours, but in which her interest was still fresh, amused and unabated. Amherst glanced at his watch. "Never mind—Duplain will be later still. I had to go into Hanaford, and he is replacing me at the office." "So much the better, dear: we can have a minute to ourselves. Sit down and tell me what kept you." She picked up her knitting as she spoke, having the kind of hands that find repose in ceaseless small activities. Her son could not remember a time when he had not seen those small hands in motion—shaping garments, darning rents, repairing furniture, exploring the inner economy of clocks. "I make a sort of rag-carpet of the odd minutes," she had once explained to a friend who wondered at her turning to her needlework in the moment's interval between other tasks. Amherst threw himself wearily into a chair. "I was trying to find out something about Dillon's case," he said. His mother turned a quick glance toward the door, rose to close it, and reseated herself. "Well?" "I managed to have a talk with his nurse when she went off duty this evening." "The nurse? I wonder you could get her to speak." "Luckily she's not the regular incumbent, but a volunteer who happened to be here on a visit. As it was, I had some difficulty in making her talk—till I told her of Disbrow's letter." Mrs. Amherst lifted her bright glance from the needles. "He's very bad, then?" "Hopelessly maimed!" She shivered and cast down her eyes. "Do you suppose she really knows?" "She struck me as quite competent to judge." "A volunteer, you say, here on a visit? What is her name?" He raised his head with a vague look. "I never thought of asking her." Mrs. Amherst laughed. "How like you! Did she say with whom she was staying?" "I think she said in Oak Street—but she didn't mention any name." Mrs. Amherst wrinkled her brows thoughtfully. "I wonder if she's not the thin dark girl I saw the other day with Mrs. Harry Dressel. Was she tall and rather handsome?" "I don't know," murmured Amherst indifferently. As a rule he was humorously resigned to his mother's habit of deserting the general for the particular, and following some irrelevant thread of association in utter disregard of the main issue. But to-night, preoccupied with his subject, and incapable of conceiving how anyone else could be unaffected by it, he resented her indifference as a sign of incurable frivolity. "How she can live close to such suffering and forget it!" was his thought; then, with a movement of self-reproach, he remembered that the work flying through her fingers was to take shape as a garment for one of the infant Dillons. "She takes her pity out in action, like that quiet nurse, who was as cool as a drum-major till she took off her uniform—and then!" His face softened at the recollection of the girl's outbreak. Much as he admired, in theory, the woman who kept a calm exterior in emergencies, he had all a man's desire to know that the springs of feeling lay close to the unruffled surface. Mrs. Amherst had risen and crossed over to his chair. She leaned on it a moment, pushing the tossed brown hair from his forehead. "John, have you considered what you mean to do next?" He threw back his head to meet her gaze. "About this Dillon case," she continued. "How are all these investigations going to help you?" Their eyes rested on each other for a moment; then he said coldly: "You are afraid I am going to lose my place." She flushed like a girl and murmured: "It's not the kind of place I ever wanted to see you in!" "I know it," he returned in a gentler tone, clasping one of the hands on his chair-back. "I ought to have followed a profession, like my grandfather; but my father's blood was too strong in me. I should never have been content as anything but a working-man." "How can you call your father a working-man? He had a genius for mechanics, and if he had lived he would have been as great in his way as any statesman or lawyer." Amherst smiled. "Greater, to my thinking; but he gave me his hard-working hands without the genius to create with them. I wish I had inherited more from him, or less; but I must make the best of what I am, rather than try to be somebody else." He laid her hand caressingly against his cheek. "It's hard on you, mother—but you must bear with me." "I have never complained, John; but now you've chosen your work, it's natural that I should want you to stick to it." He rose with an impatient gesture. "Never fear; I could easily get another job——" "What? If Truscomb black-listed you? Do you forget that Scotch overseer who was here when we came?" "And whom Truscomb hounded out of the trade? I remember him," said Amherst grimly; "but I have an idea I am going to do the hounding this time." His mother sighed, but her reply was cut short by the noisy opening of the outer door. Amherst seemed to hear the sound with relief. "There's Duplain," he said, going into the passage; but on the threshold he encountered, not the young Alsatian overseer who boarded with them, but a small boy who said breathlessly: "Mr. Truscomb wants you to come down bimeby." "This evening? To the office?" "No—he's sick a-bed." The blood rushed to Amherst's face, and he had to press his lips close to check an exclamation. "Say I'll come as soon as I've had supper," he said. The boy vanished, and Amherst turned back to the sitting-room. "Truscomb's ill—he has sent for me; and I saw Mrs. Westmore arriving tonight! Have supper, mother—we won't wait for Duplain." His face still glowed with excitement, and his eyes were dark with the concentration of his inward vision. "Oh, John, John!" Mrs. Amherst sighed, crossing the passage to the kitchen.

Purification of Fire

Dark shadows cast as the embers fly Screams echo through the hollows As ground turns white from the ashes The purification of the fire takes place All those who enter Becomes cleansed To hold the flame is the gift For you are as empty, pure and bright as the flame The burn of flesh to right your past To sacrifice all that you have The blood soaked ash absorbs the body As cold winds howl in mourning Dark shadows cast as the embers fly Screams echo through the hollows As ground turns white from the ashes The purification of the fire takes place As bones collect the fire grows Cleansing all impurities To end all this way is just Providing grand eternal rest

Bad Company Roy Blair Flip

[Intro] Is it cool if I quote the baby bro one time? BLAQKNOIZ Word to Roy Blair FLVKO Beats, bitch! [Hook] Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight And no one in the world is gonna stop me Seen our empty hands, but went for more! And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company! Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight And no one in the world is gonna stop me Seen our empty hands, but went for more! And leave out everything that we gon' need, you Bad Company! [Verse] I don't get depressed, it's my natural state That's why I'm always stressed and I'm clocking in late I got a date with death and I'm topping His plate Preaching "more is less" while I'm brimming with hate I hate y'all. I try to smile and nod 'Cause what do I got if I don't got a job? Yeah, I'll work nights! I'll take the shifts that you give me And I'll stay nice despite the shit that you give me And I'm pissed if you with me 'Cause I'm gifted and miss me With the pistols of the piggies As the key to the city You can catch the fists of Gritty With your actionless pity I'll just get all my riches Sitting, tapping a MIDI [Hook] Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight And no one in the world is gonna stop me Seen our empty hands, but went for more! And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company! [Verse] I've been waiting for someone to take me out of slavery Nothing less than 8 G's, fuck you, pay me Good luck, Mabie! Finding someone smart enough To spare me from my responsibilities Looking for a donor, but I don't want to give a piece Yeah, I'm gonna take heed, Tribe said "shady" Good luck, Mabie! We all know you dumb enough To stay broke for the entire century! [Hook] Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight And no one in the world is gonna stop me Seen our empty hands, but went for more! And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company! Yeah, I'm gonna lose my mind tonight And no one in the world is gonna stop me Seen our empty hands, but went for more! And leave out everything that we gon' need, Bad Company!

Spies For Life

[Verse 1] I could be wrong, but I've seen your face before Not sure which side you're on, but be sure this is war Can you find me, can you find me, walking through the door? I'm making plans with you I'll be your downfall We're on a mission, don't get in our way God is the leader, it doesn't matter what you say Lives that we save are worth any cost A right to life for all that agree with us [Verse 2] Infiltrate blasphemous strongholds Oh this is it, put 'em on death row You can't find me, you can't find me I'm right under your nose We won't be finished 'til we force the clinics closed [Chorus 1] Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall The Lord has spoken Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall How can you stop us? [Verse 3] Infiltrate blasphemous strongholds Oh this is it, put 'em on death row You can't find me, you can't find me I'm right under your nose We won't be finished 'til we force the clinics closed [Chorus 2] Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall The Lord has spoken Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall How can you stop us? [Breakdown] We will take back our communities From you perverted, homosexual, baby killing freaks In the name of God and country and the right to bear arms By any means necessary, we'll fight for what is ours [Verse 4] We've had enough of this liberal facade Destroy the nuts & hippies, the anarcho-commie squads Can you find us, can you find us, we're a moral majority We've even got leaders on your leftist run TV [Chorus 3] Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall The Lord has spoken Oh no, we've seen the writing on the wall How can you stop us?

Single

Drop that guy He ain't no good For you And you don't know What I'd do You don't know the half of it And who's the winner In the loser's outfit You can take it off You can take it off Why am I Losing sleep Over you and You're not liftin' a finger You're not liftin' a finger towards me Guess I'm not happenin' Who's the temptation? Unstable and hell-bent Take it off You can take it off What didn't I do? What didn't I do? What didn't I... What didn't I do? What didn't I do? What didn't I... What didn't I do? What didn't I do? What didn't I...

The Weakest Shade of Blue

Won't you come away with me And begin something we can understand I'm as lonely as the Irish Sea I'm as willing as the sand Could it be so wrong, so wrong? Could it be so wrong, so wrong? Won't you come unbury me Could you light me up like a lemon grove I'll save you from this dreamy life To the hardest love you could ever know Could it be so wrong, so wrong? Could it be so wrong, so wrong? But don't cry baby Please don't cry baby I'll be tender 'til the day I die This love I have for you is terrible and true How this sheltered loveless life Fades into the weakest shade of blue It's ruinous and true How this sheltered loveless life Fades into the weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Could it be so wrong, so wrong? Could it be so wrong, so wrong? But don't cry baby Please don't cry baby I'll be tender 'til the day I die This love I have for you is terrible and true How this sheltered loveless life Fades into the weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue Weakest shade of blue

Welcome Back Skit

Alright alright If I could get everybody's attention please Alright Welcome back It's the beginning of the school year First semester My name is Mr. Ruiz Thank you for being in my class I hope everybody had a great summer And I hope everybody is here and ready to work And ready to earn it You know it's an interesting thing I was thinking yesterday about how the word earn Is the biggest part of the word learn You know what I'm saying You've got to do the work And if you don't earn it What do you do You take earn away you just take the L And I don't want anybody to take the L in my class So let's get to work

No Idea

[Chorus] Another day without ideas... Sitting here but there is no point! Another day without ideas... Another plan just went to trash bro! [Verse] I wanna record I wanna make a song This song is a hit I know it’s gonna pop This boy is a star (Dual!) Pink Punk playing hard Pink Punk heritage Dual Boy on everything It’s 2020 Not 2008 Fuck what you have I wanna play! Still no ideas Are coming my way! I think I'ma drop out I wanna come back! I wanna come back! To the times when I Cud write a fuckin' song I wanna come back... But these times will Never come again no! [Chorus] Another day without ideas Sitting here but there is no point Another day without ideas Another plan just went to trash bro [Verse] I wanna bе honest Cus I know I can Sing to the mic Listen to what I say! I’m in LA Not in US Loving Awarеness This is where I’m at Post me up in this bitch Mothafucka! I can fuck rock this beat Like a sucka! You think you’re better than me Give no fucka! Keep no locks shut on this shit Open up now! Open up now... (Still no ideas, still have nothing Like I been waiting six days without trying Now I wanna push it harder Should I be more smarter?) [Chorus] Another day without ideas... Sitting here but there is no point! Another day without ideas... Another plan just went to trash bro!

Mrs. Mashay

[Verse 1] Mrs. Mashay, please come and see The picture I made of you next to me What do you say? What do you think? Could that be arranged? (I say as I shoot her a wink) Mrs. Mashay, who do you need? Your husband's ok, but he's gone every week Mrs. Mashay, please come along for the ride [Chorus] Who gets your heart beating? Who gets your legs in the air? Who knows how you're feeling? Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay? Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay [Verse 2] Call me your son Come let me hold I'm not too young You're not too old Yes I'm a child Still I can teach I bet you were wild Before your degree Mrs. Mashay, don't let me pass Please let me stay See me after class Mrs. Mashay, please come along for the ride [Chorus] Who gets your heart beating? Who gets your legs in the air? Who knows how you're feeling? Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay? Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay Who gets your heart beating? Who gets your legs in the air? Who knows how you're feeling? Who loves you, Mrs. Mashay? Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay Mrs. Mashay

Fence Down

[Intro] You see there's the problem (what) That if we manage to solve (uha) We'll change all of This shit (oh really?) [Hook] Hey stop Complaining (stop) Yo stop Complaining (stop) Ey stop Complaining (stop) You stop Complaining (stop) This shit you be saying Is really kinda draining From my nerves none remaining 'fore swerves try some training [Verse] Do I need to explain Why each time you complain I put a finger in my ear Guess you could say my mode is plane (fly) Yo life is really plain So you take yo savings and Hope on a foreign plane Just so you could say (what?) My life is really bad It makes me really sad I've been going through shit Have got me really mad Nah shut the fuck up Scoop yo brain A cup You should really wake up Count yo blessings Count yo blessings Uh [Hook] Hey stop Complaining (stop) Yo stop Complaining (stop) Ey stop Complaining (stop) You stop Complaining (stop) This shit you be saying Is really kinda draining From my nerves none remaining 'fore swerves try some training [Verse] Do you got a house (yup) Do you got a spouse (yup) When you go to sleep Do you hear all them shouts (nope) It's really not that deep Don't think like sheep Come to the fence and peep Then you gone see People that don't eat Kids with naked feet In the winter with no heat Some of them in the street With no cover they sleep On the cold concrete Dying from some disease That yo doctor can treat Sure you've known hard times Cuz you've heard rhymes and lines Thinking that we like crime Was yo first telling sign Why don't they get a job Why don't you just swap Shoes with the man living in the old swamp (why not) [Hook] Hey stop Complaining (stop) Yo stop Complaining (stop) Ey stop Complaining (stop) You stop Complaining (stop) This shit you be saying Is really kinda draining From my nerves none remaining 'fore swerves try some training [Bridge] Shit happening to us Is the stuff legends But we been living in it For a minute twenty-four seven You haven't really seen it Not for a split second (nata) Not for a split second (nata) Not for a split second (nata) [Verse] There's a primeval evil Tryna suppress the upheaval Been there before the medieval That's the fence between the people Created a system where that's legal I'm just here to pierce the needle Coming from a small town With the fence fence down Breaking to the underground Y'gone hear this sound So stop fucking 'round When y'hear the renowned Jopé

Sorry for my troubles

{verse 1} me So you told me to go and i said im sorry i can't deal with this anymore ohhhhh i hate this if i could stop myself then i would ohhhhh so dont kill me even more then i am inside i feel so bad for doing that same day same time there is a drum in my heart beating just get on with it everyday because i can't im sorry for the pain and sorry for the blood that ran from me inside and out i never told nobody because i thought i would be running away from myself {chorus} me So you tell me to go and im sorry for everything i have done to myself im running away..... from everything i had and now to nothing as the blood is running faster im falling to the ground im going weaker because of you im sorry for my troubles ohhhhh im sorry for my troubles i never wanted it to end up this way i love this but at the same time i dread it it not life if im alone by myself {verse 2} me I never got be the girl you wanted then somebody pulled me out of the dark and took me and it wasn't you it was somebody else you never helped me so why dont you let me gooo with the bulliets through my skull it will never help me and neither will you i miss my old self and with the walls painted with my blood and soul out of the door it just wanted to go it was never to be ohhhhhh im sorry for my troubles if i ever let you go swimming in thoughts im sorry for my troubles {chorus} me So you tell me you hate me do you really hate me after all we been through its not fair on me and i hate this im done with the lies with the stress and deprsstion im done with myself are you ready to losee me {verse 3} me Jumping into my darkest thoughts its not fair im drowning because of myslf im not here anymore the pain is so hard for me to cope with the blood is running from my skin ohhh and now im gone its hard isnt it why dont you seeee meeeee nowww ohhhhhhhhhh im sorry for my troubles and everything i have done but now its your turn to cry my life away frommmm meeeee yeahhhh ohhhhhhh soooo justtt leave me alone i don care no more ohhhhhh goodbye my old lover goodbye

Medellin Remix

[Verse 1: Raekwon] Ay yo pastel Clarks Between me and you its the darts Full body cut ripped from a shark I'm like a wide body Benz with no rims Seats is python, feets is Nikon Beats is pipe bombs, the leader, the icon You sleep I might gon' Your heats in bright armor That's me, a delegate Crush niggas like elephants Irrelevence, I stay flexed and plus intelligent Live for the paper Acrobatic, Illmatic with a bat Twist you right in front of your rat Be a new chamber, Wu chamber, Wu banger, the zoo flamer This is how we do shit stranger I'm just as real as they come, the harder the martyr Shallah cum thicker than lava The author, blade sharper The suede blazer Wally washer Slang roll up the Garcia [Hook] What wasn't meant to be could never be The shit niggas say they do we never see They love it when I turn this booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin The hist I move, shit this the real thing I think its time to let the metal sing They love it when I turn the booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin [Verse 2: (?)] Ay yo this the remix, that New York street shit That Lex Diamonds architects, Killa Beez shit Get 40 belows on, the rose don Snow beats, and purple tapes to zone on Its Wu-Tang and Mpire, Doza be the beat supplier Chop it up, break it down, its fire This the move of the year, don't act up You fuckin' gettin' smacked by a chair Back when MPBs was ill I was on the block banging dope for Cuban links for real Whack niggas should chill You wasting time, you taking space We shoot to kill Ka-ka plow Hut one, hut two, hut three, hut Rest in peace Dirty Bastard, rugged and uncut Coming live from these New York slums who want some Redrum, get done, enemies spare none Its the mother fuckin' remix [Hook] What wasn't meant to be could never be The shit niggas say they do we never see They love it when I turn this booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin The hist I move, shit this the real thing I think its time to let the metal sing They love it when I turn the booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin [Verse 3: (?) & (?) ] Yeah This that raw phonetic gin So pure its heaven sent One snort you head'll spin I'm just spitting my slang in quick lemon meringue I lit the Mary Jane, effective medicine Uh Build with giants, the skills a science Don't be fooled, dress like deers we kill like lions Scale the violence, the men kill the mices I'm ill decisive, the Catskills Tyson We them dudes your chicks check for Without trying I line 'em up like Connect Four Whatchu expect, the only thing I respect the connect When I check 'em when its time to collect more Rae on the joint that's a bucket list check-off (?) you lames, I break your neck off Taught to protect that, don't forget that Like giving a fiend credit you won't ever get your bread back Pendajo [Hook] What wasn't meant to be could never be The shit niggas say they do we never see They love it when I turn this booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin The hist I move, shit this the real thing I think its time to let the metal sing They love it when I turn the booth to medellin Everything I speak is pure like medellin

Cant Wait

I can't wait to Hold your hand to Take you there to Feel the vibe I've been trying to Make you mine to In my arms to See you smile I can't force you I can't lose you Won't let go you Not this time You can love me You can hate me You can blame me All the time I can't miss my chances Yeah I'll just keep facing on I won't break my promise Yeah I'll just keep holding on Know that i'm shy and Feel like i'm flying You think I'm lying All the time I can't wait to Hold your hand to Take you there to Feel the vibe I've been trying to Make you mine to In my arms to See you smile I can't force you I can't lose you Won't let go you Not this time You can lovе me You can hate me You can blamе me All the time I can't miss my chances Yeah I'll just keep facing on I won't break my promise Yeah I'll just keep holding on

Letter To My Momma

[Intro] Hellworld Kankan on the beat [Chorus] This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble Can't get caught up in the mix, I was runnin' around tryna hit Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no can not lay down for shit I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system This shit fucked up, fell victim Wipe your tear and grab a tissue Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches [Verse] Babygirl I miss you I really wanna kiss you Got me locked behind these gates, don't dream about reminiscing Got direct fouled at 16, [?] They wanna see me fail steady wantin me in prison Just a matter of time till a young nigga can even hug ya , you kept money on the phone so i can tell you that i love you Just a Rugrat growing up Single mother 3 other brothers Took care of us all, got tired of watching you struggle Dropped my nuts, became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was sayin Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again Drop my nuts became a man wasn’t trynna hear what they was saying Made a vow to myself never to watch you struggle again [Chorus] This a letter to my momma, I know you tired of the struggle One day we gon' bubble, just gotta stay out of trouble Can't get caught up in the mix, I was runnin' around tryna hit Cause I was schemin' on my dick, and no can’t not lay down for shit I be totin' all them stolos, like when I'm totin' pistols I can't let 'em change my life, rather see me in the system This shit fucked up, fell victim Wipe your tears and grab a tissue Doing all this for you, so I can move you out the trenches

Heart Sutra

Avalokiteshvara while practicing deeply with the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore, suddenly discovered that all of the five Skandhas are equally empty, and with this realisation he overcame all Ill-being. Listen Sariputra, this Body itself is Emptiness and Emptiness itself is this Body. This Body is not other than Emptiness and Emptiness is not other than this Body. The same is true of Feelings, Perceptions, Mental Formations, and Consciousness. “Listen Sariputra, all phenomena bear the mark of Emptiness; their true nature is the nature of no Birth no Death, no Being no Non-being, no Defilement no Purity, no Increasing no Decreasing. “That is why in Emptiness, Body, Feelings, Perceptions, Mental Formations and Consciousness are not separate self entities. The Eighteen Realms of Phenomena which are the six Sense Organs, the six Sense Objects, and the six Consciousnesses are also not separate self entities. The Twelve Links of Interdependent Arising and their Extinction are also not separate self entities. Ill-being, the Causes of Ill-being, the End of Ill-being, the Path, insight and attainment, are also not separate self entities. Whoever can see this no longer needs anything to attain. Bodhisattvas who practice the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore see no more obstacles in their mind, and because there are no more obstacles in their mind, they can overcome all fear, destroy all wrong perceptions and realize Perfect Nirvana. “All Buddhas in the past, present and future by practicing the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore are all capable of attaining Authentic and Perfect Enlightenment. “Therefore Sariputra, it should be known that the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore is a Great Mantra, the most illuminating mantra, the highest mantra, a mantra beyond compare, the True Wisdom that has the power to put an end to all kinds of sufering. Therefore let us proclaim a mantra to praise the Insight that Brings Us to the Other Shore:

F

[Verse 1] This is my open letter to you Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself) I'm done with your bullshit See this middle finger? Shove it up your ass (Oooh, shove it up your ass) And if you're still crying, I'll shit in your mouth I'll make you run a thousand miles just to piss in your yard Then I'll laugh when you're dead so go fuck yourself And then I'll laugh when you're dead so go fuck yourself [Verse 2] Oh my God, I can't take it no more Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself) You son of a bitch You got a small penis and it makes me laugh (And it makes me laugh) You could use tweezers and nothing comes out You're as useless as a cardiac arrest without a doubt Because I'd laugh until you died, yeah, go fuck yourself Because I'd laugh until you've died, yeah, go fuck yourself [Bridge] "Ohhhh, it's okay" Go fuck yourself Stick them up your japseye, up your bum, and down your throat Only for you! Scibbadybibbadybap, dibbetybappatybap, fuck your parents Scibbadybibbadybap, dibbetybappatybap, and fuck your dog You can die, fuck yourself Oh God, just please go die [Verse 3] This is my final warning for you: Go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself), go fuck yourself (Go fuck yourself) You pissed me off For no particular reason than you are here (Oooh, you're such an ass) I won't think of you when I go to sleep And when I wake up in the morning, you best be ten foot deep 'Cus I ain't digging out your grave, hun, do that yourself! [Outro] No more ifs, ands, or buts, you can fuck your, fuck your Please, please, please, please, please, please Fuck yourself Die!

The Broken Minor

We've broken down Fading out And you fall on your knees And stand defeat Just when it feels like hell is freezing over Hold on, embrace, this symphony Let's play the very first line It feels much better, and it's all in time It's coming together When the drums come in, the keys get louder Now I'm building a collision of chords This time it's not tiny voices It's a chorus of noise We're surfing a sea of places Now, now, now, we're singing A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within We fly through the broken minor Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down When you've been let down It's a bitter end Everyone stands off, you know you're lost again The lights are fading and we're still escaping The city and twilight that marks and fills the sky Let's play the very first line It feels much better, and it's all in time It's coming together When the drums come in, the keys get louder Now I'm building a collision of chords This time it's not tiny voices It's a chorus of noise We're surfing a sea of places Now, now, now we're singing A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within We fly through the broken minor Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down This is not the last time, I can't stay I can't stay away It's not the last time Let's play the very first line It feels much better And it's all in time, you know it's coming together When the chords start progressing We wait for the ending This time it's not tiny voices It's a chorus of noise We're surfing a sea of places Now, now, now we're singing A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within We fly through the broken minor Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down (Whoa oh... whoa oh... whoa oh) A fanfare of sound, pulled out from within We fly through the broken minor Whoa, whoa, whoa we've come back down

Keep On Breathing

I wonder if he knows the pleasure that he shows I can't seem to hide from the sounds around me I wonder where she goes dressed up in those clothes We just watch her drive away A woman sees her friends: continuous distraction She fills up her days while shes waits for phone calls A life in evidence is evidently lonely We all need a tale to tell Just another list of consequences of things that we do Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores' We just want to keep on breathing My view is compromised with undernourished eyes They watch and they wait for an altercation These boxes on the row, these overpriced abodes Will somebody give them life? We occupy a space with barriers and fences There's no line of sight into this protection Forgive us all a cheat, it's just another symptom We all need a tale to tell Just another list of consequences of things that we do Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores' We just want to keep on breathing We just want to keep on breathing We will watch and learn We will watch you perform Waiting behind the scenes Telling the tale I wonder if he knows how far his pleasure goes It all comes apart at the stroke of midnight I wonder where she goes, now she's in some clothes We just hear here drive away Just another list of consequences of things that we do Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores' We just want to keep on breathing Life is just a list of consequences of things that we do Just another hit of happenings that we have to live through In and out of all the reasons and all the 'whys' and 'wherefores' We just want to keep on breathing We just want to keep on breathing We just want to keep on breathing We just want to keep on breathing

Insomnia

[Intro] Can't sleep Nigga can't sleep I can't sleep I can't sleep lawd [Hook x7] I'm wide awake I can't sleep and [Chorus] I can't sleep still wide awake And I can't sleep still wide awake And I think I lost my fucking mind Cause I swear to God I wanna die today (2x) [Verse 1] Now take it back to the motherfucking days When a young nigga didn't have any fucking problems Where do you go and who do you call? When you feel like you ran out of every fucking option And I'm a pill pop till a nigga feel nauseous Suicide on my mind got me mentally exhausted Fell in love with the pain of cutting my own wrist And watching the blood drip, don't nobody give a shit Until that motherfucker trip Gone postal Loco Damn a nigga lost it What does everybody think that I am finna do? Here's something you can never understand Is the way I kill a man Make a life seem minuscule Been a fool Tried to OD back in middle school Losing my composure I'm dosing but tryna keep it cool Cause if it don't make money Than it don't make sense In the land where a handful of cash rules Dirt broke The way that niggas are re-tenant Complacent with being tenant The problem never lieutenant In a system where ownership depended on profession Confessin' that I'm obsessed With the craft that I've adapted To write a spiritual doctrine I back it up by conflict I deal with on the constant Skeletons in my closet Place sins on my conscience Does anybody ever listen when a young nigga speak? My god! What? You ain't got a voice in your head That tell you to leave 'em dead Turn the white wall red, nigga Cut a motherfucker throat I sit and I watch 'em choke Suffocate upon your last fucking breath, nigga Schizophrenic yes I am Another young black man With a whole lot of pain I have nothing to lose And everything to obtain Going crazy with these suicidal thoughts in my brain [Chorus] I can't sleep still wide awake And I can't sleep still wide awake And I think I lost my fucking mind Cause I swear to God I wanna die today (2x) [Verse 2] Now I personally feel you should never get involved With a psychopathic killer that's living closer to God In a blacked out room with a demon on the wall Already hallucinating from a handful of acid Crashed the damn van inside of the mad casket Cultivated the vision re-visual whiplashes Premonitions of death, I've seen through thick glasses I'm runnin' outta time but preaching to big masses Sanctifying a mind of a lost atheist bastard Covenants of the woman that's battin' her eyelashes Blacked out the aesthetics I'm grabbin' a whore faster Retract and attack of the motherfuckin' master Servin' an hors d'oeuvre of blood, pain and disaster Painted a perfect picture of bodies gettin' disfigured I started off with a pen until I'm slicin' the cartilage Cuttin' yo body open like a fuckin' cardiologist I'm just an epithet with an appetite Not a mothafucka that another nigga wanna aggravate Hand on a blade, it's shaky whenever agitated Not exaggerated it's factual when elaborated I collaborated with the spirit of every serial killer With a couple John Does that were found by the river Just a few random thoughts you can find in my mind The greatest of all time ah!

Trust In You

When I am found upon my knees And all want is you to be with me I know you show yourself so true My hope is found in you When I walk through the valleys though If I am weary of the narrow road I know you show yourself so strong I know you're faithful All my days I will trust I will trust in you And Though my heart and flesh may fail Jesus I will trust in you When I am found upon my knees And all I want is you to meet with me I know you show yourself so true My hope is found in you All my days I will trust I will trust in you And Though my heart and flesh may fail Jesus I will trust in you Hallelujah my soul will sing your praise

Strung Out

[Verse] Nothing ever holding me down I'm going in 'till they carry me out Going in 'till they carry me out Going in 'till they carry me out

Headache

[Intro] Yaah, you give me a (yeyeayeaaaah) You give me a (yeyeee uhhhh) [Chorus] You give me a headache (yeah) Hittin' with my headache (yeah) Wonder what the checks say You always wonder what the checks say You give me a headache Tell you you give me a headache (yeah) Always wonder what the checks say Always wonder what the checks say [Verse 1] (Look) I've been flexin' I'm honest Smoke loud I smoke Sonic Everything in my lungs so toxic It's black now some exhausted Blacked out boy in the coffin Black out no losses Hanging with the bosses Smoking gas in the coffin I don't see what I don't want to see Let me go girl you just let me free Feeling like your always testing me Want to go but your the best with me [Chorus] You give me a headache (yeah) Hittin' with my headache (yeah) Wonder what the checks say You always wonder what the checks say (yeah) You give me a headache Tell you you give me a headache (yeah) Always wonder what the checks say Always wonder what the checks say [Verse 2] Ridin' my own wave Gettin' my own pay Doin' my own way Can't hear what they all say I'm on me by my own by my own shit I'm on me by myself like I'm homeless I'm on me by my own by my own shit I'm on me by myself like I'm homeless

You Cant Go home Again

You might believe in heaven But most of our days were in hell You might say that you could blow me away Well I know that only too well Young love is the cruelest We would lie like a rug In a funny way I'm a fool for the game They call the love from above They call the love from above Now I know that's not needed As it cuts like a knife Now I feel like I'm healing When I break down and cry And that's more than money can buy... I want beautiful and more? To even out the scorе When the future nеver lasts When you can't go home again I grew up in the suburbs And I learned to be on my own The I came to the city I blame Where I fell in love with a girl Now I'm right back where I started Trying to figure it out I'll never know where I'm gonna go But I'll keep on trucking And follow my lucky star Now I know that she's needed When she turns out the light Now I feel like I'm healing Pretty soon I'll take flight And that's more than money can buy... I want beautiful and more? To even out the score When the future never lasts Then you can't go home again Then you can't go again When you can't go home again...

Attica State Live

What a waste of human Power What a waste of human lives Shoot the prisioners in The towers Forthy-three poor widowed Wives Media blames it on the Prisioners But the prisioners did not kill "Rockefeller pulled the trigger" That's what the people feel Attica, Attica state, we're all Mates with Attica state Free the prisioners, free The judges Free all the prisioners everywhere All they want is truth And justice All they need is love and care They all live in suffocation Let's not wathc them die In sorrow Now's the time for revolution Give them all chance to grow Attica state...... Come together join the movement Take a stand for human rights Fear and hatred clouds Our judgement Free us all from endless Night Attica state.... We are all mattes... We all live in...... Attica, Attica, Attica state

Panic Becomes Despair

Rotted fruit bleeding Spilling over their wooden tables Gritting teeth, rusty forks raised, betrayal smile River over wood falls towards the floor Flesh falls Where once there was, there is no more Tastes odours flattened stretched Strobing panic increases In the flesh that's eternally falling Through the cracks Dying to capture that which is lost Lost beneath the ground Panic becomes despair Sinking Scratching Flowing In the cracks Unreachable Panic forever becoming despair

Speak

All the hollow voices Come like a storm No voice of reason I'm too tired to try again so Speak Listening for the answer in the fire I didn't hear the whisper And I'm getting it wrong once again I'm growing tired of the pain I was looking for signs of the rain But we all got it wrong once again You have spoken Come like a whirlwind Come like the fire Come shake the earth and we will Miss you once again so Speak And I'm getting it wrong once again Didn't want it to be all the same I'm growing tired of the pain Reckless absence of shame I was hoping the answer was rain Take the mystery away I was looking for something to gain And I'm getting it wrong once again You have spoken

Shock Horror

[Verse 1] Chuck me in the trash bin Consume like a Kardashian Disposable is all the rage The world is shut for roadwork With a jam of oil truck Stopping you from getting that new bag smell [Verse 2] Hello, hello how could it be I'm just playing out my part in the hypocrisy Oh no, oh no, it don't make sense Well vacuum wrap and FedEx my ignorance [Chorus] Everybody's out to get you And you're acting like it's strange 'Cus being human is so peculiar Too scared to make change Shock Horror Shock Horror Shock Horror [Verse 3] Well throw me in the trash bin With everything else From silicone to brussel sprouts Cut down in their prime And off the shelf [Bridge] It's all burning It's all burning down [Chorus] Everybody's out to get you And you're acting like it's strange 'Cus being human is so peculiar Too scared to make change Shock Horror Shock Horror Shock Horror [Pre-Chorus] It's all burning It's all burning [Chorus] Everybody's out to get you And you're acting like it's strange 'Cus being human is so peculiar Too scared to make change Shock Horror Shock Horror Shock Horror

I’ll Sigh

[Intro: Kalen & Lexie] Uno, dos [Verse 1: ZaedynMusic] He's got work, he’s got time That doesn't matter, I'm a lie Cancel me, what I deserve I can’t write a good verse [???] [Refrain: ZaedynMusic & MONSTER] Dad, dad, dad, dad, dad, dad [Verse 2: ZaedynMusic, MONSTER & Both] Passenger, that's not fair I'm the one that doesn't share Take your time, take my life That's it, I'll sigh [Outro: passenger10 & MONSTER] That dad is unfair cause he wants to do stuff with him I'll smack him, yell at him, yell in his ear, get in trouble Double bubble, double trouble

I Want to Drag You Around

I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around I can't be worried 'bout everything you do Nobody knows the places you get to I want to drag you around I'm gonna find ya Just look behind you I wanna drag you around When you're not looking Boy I'm closing in I can't be worried bout everything you do Can't know the places you get to The details they don't matter to me now It's you and everything about you oh And others scream and shout I need you no Cause that's just not the way we go Way we go I can't be worried bout everything you do Can't know the places you get to I want to drag you around Knuckles flying Boy give up your fighting I want to drag you around I'll keep repeating You know I'll never stop I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around I wanna drag you around

I Wish I Was My Boyfriend

[Verse 1] Last night got a little dark Say something sweet might regret Last night, I had to change your heart Tired of giving you my best [Pre-Chorus] Say you'd put me first and promised me heaven Laid me down just like I expected Try and you try but you still can't compete Nobody knows me like me [Chorus] I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend 'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I would never hurt me, never desert me If I was my boyfriend If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I'd show all my emotions, emotions Not just had to touch me but always lovе me If I was my boyfriend [Verse 2] Dear friеnd, if you didn't lie Maybe we could still be friends Missing but I'd rather be alone Then faking it again [Chorus] I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend 'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I would never hurt me, never desert me If I was my boyfriend If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I'd show all my emotions, emotions Not just had to touch me but always love me If I was my boyfriend [Pre-Chorus] Say you'd put me first and promised me heaven Laid me down just like I expected Try and you try but you still can't compete Nobody knows me like me [Chorus] I wish I was my boyfriend, boyfriend 'Cause if I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I would never hurt me, never desert me If I was my boyfriend If I was my boyfriend, boyfriend I'd show all my emotions, emotions Not just had to touch me but always love me If I was my boyfriend

MISFIT

[Chorus] Exes blowing up my phone Sorry that I keep on ghosting but I'm done with fucking hoes Gotta keep on grinding till these labels want me signed as flow Spitting fire like I'm zuko so no need to sell my soul Imma do this on my own Imma do this on my own [Verse] Yeah they hate what I'm doing They ashamed when they're loosing That's your fate boy I'm proving Bitch don't say shit just do it All these pussies act out Exes blowing bags now If your girl is down with you then why she wants to pass out I got turned into a misfit now I turn them into dust You been talking shit so why the fuck you wanna hit me up Said I'll always be a noone but I never gave a fuck Numbers growing, homies changing so I'm loosing all my trust [Chorus] Exes blowing up my phone Sorry that I keep on ghosting but I'm done with fucking hoes Gotta keep on grinding till these labels want me signed as flow Spitting fire like I'm zuko so no need to sell my soul Imma do this on my own Imma do this on my own

Run It Up

[Chorus] Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up, run, I run it Run it up, run, I run it Add it up, add, I add it Run it up Yea Hey [Verse 1] I done had too many broke nights My hustle wasn't right All I want to do is live the life But that comes with a price You ain't getting money whose fault is that I've been getting bread no salt with that From the sidelines they watching that Tahoe taking off no stopping that Yeah They going to have to give the kid the gold Had to dig it out the snow I ain't here to fit the mold No Who's got my back I'mma bet it all Y'all watch it stack [Chorus] Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up, run, I run it Run it up, run, I run it Add it up, add, I add it Run it up Yea Hey [Verse 2] I ain't gotta say much I'vе been getting paper And I know you noticed It's timе I go in You ain't getting doe who's fault is that Why you so broke, who taught you that Wallet stays empty, your pockets flat Dollar or a penny, you can't borrow that Real bout my business Still bout my business Adding up all the interest Run it up for the fitness Huh, whoa Double back a bank roll Gotta clock in for the profit Lets go You know I [Chorus] Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double back Just to do it again I run it up, run, I run it Run it up, run, I run it Add it up, add, I add it Run it up Yea Hey [Verse 3] I need my check Uncle sam wants us to stay in debt But I don't wanna Everything I'm buying, goes in my name Credit score higher than a aero plane Rap money filling up my piggy bank Trips out the country all expenses paid Dang If you try to hit me for a loan I'mma tell you get your own I've been broke without a home Whoa Now I'm counting up stacks Hard work and dedication how I got me all that [Chorus] Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up Add it up Count it back Clock it in Check it out Double that Run it up, run, I run it Run it up, run, I run it Add it up, add, I add it Run it up Yea Hey

Crying Out for Help

[Intro] Roddy Beats (Roddy Beats) The Heroes Oh, oh Oh, oh Oh, oh [Chorus] I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh) They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh) No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh) [Verse 1] Had to learn to play the cards that I was dealt I went hard and I got scarred for doin' right when shit went left Big AR rip up your car, let's go to war, don't cry for help We in charge, them some lil' boys, they don't sling raw, they never step I don't know who there for me Don't know how much more left in me Got steppers who go step for me But had a snake right left of me Remember nights that I ain't eat Stomach hurt, my shit was weak But now I do this shit with ease Might run a check up in my sleep (All in my sleep, like, oh-oh) I stand on what I believe Live by respect, that's what I need Can't give me that, won't let you breathe Them pussy boys try to squash beef But you know me, I don't cop pleas Tryna make opps drop to they knees You better now sleaze, bitch, you gon' bleed And that's on me, big 23 [Chorus] I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh) They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh) No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh) [Verse 2] Can't get no sleep, I'm still up, four in the mornin' Got my Glock up in my hand, bitch, I ain't playin', I'm like a warden Catchin' bad, bitch, I be strapped out on the stage while I'm performin' If you reach, get put to sleep, my niggas squeeze without no warnin' Catch me solo with a .44, I don't really need a army Bitch, we really in that field, damn near like a drill when we get borin' They been askin' me bout shit I cannot speak on, so I'm ignorin' Bitch, keep trippin', watch me finger-fuck the Glizzy like it's horny (Like it's horny) Came to conclusion I don't really need nobody but myself Ain't do shit for me, but I was there for them when they need help Caught a right there by the left, the Glock was right there by the belt Don't try to step and lose your breath, bitch, you gon' melt and bleed to death, who the best now? [Chorus] I ain't got nobody but myself (Oh-oh) They left me cryin' out for help (Oh-oh) No, I ain't got nobody else (Oh-oh, oh-oh)

Mind Wont Behave

Hook: I try hard not to think of you But my mind won't behave To find a piece of love I can save [Verse 1 - Natti] There you are in your car, blowing breeze through your hair We ain't even met yet, so for no reason you there Riding on my mind with your seat on recline Looking fine as wine, sitting in a cellar with time I engage ways to exchange names in your gaze Minutes became days, watching sun glaze in your face Step out your ride, guys hinting at hitting what shakes But I'm wrapped up in your thighs, complimenting your waist And can taste that strange fruit, no make-up you plain cute Define you as a dime? That's a crime, that ain't loot That buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings You diabetic sweet, I need shots for behaving I wonder, are you a figment of slumber? Is my brain a mess, do you exist in the flesh? Are you front row at the show with breasts that peak through your dress? If you don't let me know, I'll go and speak to the rest, because... [Hook] [Verse 2 - Deacon The Villain] Girl I was caught up, soon as you entered my line of sight Flashed that ass, I'm like bass, hooked to shining light A bright quasar, all on my radar, like a twister Should have ran for shelter, but I'm storm chasing sister- Girl, Mrs. Curls from a different world Like Dwayne Wayne and Whitley, couldn't claim dame with hickies We was young, dumb, I'm full of cum, yup, we all been On phones late as fuck with a love on, through yawning Till morning came, walked home alone in the rain Smiling, cause I just put my finger all off in her thang You was a gift Ms. Delicious, non-malicious My interest, aged with interest Fine as fuck, caught a fine for finding my luck Can't really combine in one rhyme, understand it be tough But I can't really have you walk away from family blood And if I promise I'm your man to be, that's vanity, cause I love you, I need you, I just can't let you go But to keep you's to mistreat you, and I'm thinking only heaven knows that... [Hook] [Verse 3 - Mr. SOS] Yes, it's time to unfasten my belt cause I've been eating with my eyes again Before you I wasn't receiving all my vitamins Adoring you forced me to paint the town, now my mind is red But now my eyes are red as love is nearly lying dead This is a body that, I used to lay beside it and Time & time again, head first diving in Swimming I was sure this was a gift that God had sent Then drowning became a song I don't want inside my head and Can't get it out, what an unfortunate mishap To grab a new spouse would be an uncordial mismatch But everyday she places razor blades where her wrists at My boo-boo's got a boo boo, to kiss that cannot fix that Regardless I try, cause removing her outta my life Would be like removing a part of the sky Harder, but if I don't bother to try I have to keep watching her die, and I don't want to.. (So... so..) [Hook]

Fingers Crossed

[Verse 1] In the middle of the night I'm calling you up I know I said that I wouldn't Maybe I'm just drunk I'll call you a cab Cause I don't wanna be alone Ooh, get off in a hurry Forget the shit I've done [Pre-Chorus 1] I've been talking to myself since I don't call you anymore I say it's fine most of the time, but it's not the same We probably should be moving on For now we're shadows in the night We have inhibitions, but we never listen, no [Chorus] If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed [Verse 2] Yeah In the middle of the night (middle of the night) You were calling me up (calling me up) You're the one who said not to But you don't give a fuck You're closing your tab And you're on the way over Said you're looking for something One last time for closure [Pre-Chorus 2] I know you're talking to yourself since I won't call you anymore You say it's fine most of the time, but you're not insane We probably should be moving on We probably should be moving on Still we're shadows in the night We have inhibitions, you know we never listen, no [Chorus] If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed [Post-Chorus] Ooh-ooh, aah-aah We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed Ooh-ooh, aah-aah We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed [Refrain] Come on! Woo! Aah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] If we have to say goodbye to the love we lost We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed Acting like you're mine, knowing that you're not We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed [Outro] Ooh-ooh, aah-aah We'll say this time's our last with our fingers crossed Ooh-ooh, aah-aah With our fingers crossed Ooh-ooh, aah-aah

Against The World

I know I get caught up In my life, my problems And I can be distant sometimes And you say you’re okay And act like you’re busy But I can see that you’re Not fine Just let me know, just tell me so When you feel hurt, when you’re feeling low Remember that, that I’m always gon try Ya I’m always gon try Wherever you go, you ain’t alone I’ll be right here with an open door Promise that Imma always be right by your side Ohhh (oh) You should know (you should know) With us girls (with us girls) Ya it’s us against the whole world Ohhh (oh) You should know (you should know) With us girls (with us girls) Ya it’s us against the whole world You and me Against the world You and me Against the world It's you and me Against the world It’s you and me against the world You and me Against the world You and me Against the world It's you and me Against the world It’s you and me against the world You’re second to none You’re my day one And I’m somebody you can always count on Promise that I won’t leave you behind No I won’t leave you behind Take it from me, you can count on one thing Imma be there anytime you need Talking 'bout any day or any night Ohhh (oh) You should know (you should know) With us girls (with us girls) Ya it’s us against the whole world Ohhh (oh) You should know (you should know) With us girls (with us girls) Ya it’s us against the whole world You and me Against the world You and me Against the world It's you and me Against the world It’s you and me against the world You and me Against the world You and me Against the world It's you and me Against the world It’s you and me against the world

Everlasting

At dawn you left without a goodbye I felt you slip through my fingers as I Watched you fade away Fragile you fought till the bitter end I felt my heart sink it happened so quickly like a blur All I know is in that moment I had nothing left to live for I felt the world collapse on top of me at goodnight My whole life has no meaning These walls are falling around me It was all for you just to make you proud Now it's fucking gone and I am lost without you Your face the soft sound of your voice I'll never hear again Is this real or is this the longest nightmare cause Cause it seems so unreal to ever feel like this And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs As half my world left in that breath At dawn you left without a goodbye I felt you slip through my fingers as I Watched you fade away My whole life has no meaning These walls are falling around me It was all for you just to make you proud Now it's gone Fuck And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs As half my world left in that breath And I fear of what's to come And on that day that curtain closed I felt the air drain from my lungs As half my world left in that breath And I fear of what's to come

Intro

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Buena Vista

[Intro] Said do you eat yo veggies? So I met this girl at this party we were vibin' we were dancing right She was the only one that I was really messing with like that Then she, then she left She said, you gon' walk me home So you know I'm gon' walk her home So we just walking down the street And everything she was telling me was just so like, so fascinating And I'm like man I gotta get to know this girl but then My boy pulls up in his car and he blocks me [Verse 1] I got a cold snow-bunny on my lap Just migrated to the south from Penn State She just wanna get a bite to eat I said do you eat yo veggies She said boy give me steak We ain't tryna make no more mistakes She said if we just stack our cubes of cheese we gon' be grate Someone tell our friends we on the way (hey) Naw I'm just playin' we gon' be late [Pre-Chorus] Cause I'm still here workin on the playlist And I love it when she dance like David Her ex-man, best friend gon' hate it Cause right now girl you lookin' like you're taken [Chorus] You got that nice dress I love to see ya Baby that a good look (Buena Vista) Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista) You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya Baby that a good look A good look [Verse 2] I don't need a side piece, I look for entrees But she dangerous my Ariana Grande We burn the floor like Pompeii Take me to your Moms place Girl I'm tryna meet her Who made this bonita (Buena Vista) I'ma gas her up in liters Baby girl so foreign Take me to you leader You look like a challenge I'm an overachiever Take her on a ride to Jimmy Fallon The kids needa' see her (Buena Vista) I got this excellent habit of makin' it happen You just happened to be here I got a feeling if you really wanna make a change You gotta do something drastic Baby girl you're not a passenger you are an asset Am I making you happy (Pharrell) You're my favorite girl come here baby girl Everybody want love on the dance floor You made it girl, you gon' make me famous girl Whoop whoop Amous girl Cause you so A-list girl Tell em' be patient girl (Na-na-na [Pre-Chorus] Cause I'm still here workin on the playlist And I love it when she dance like David Her ex-man, best friend gon' hate it Cause right now girl you lookin' like you're taken [Chorus] You got that nice dress I love to see ya Baby that a good look (Buena Vista) Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista) You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya Baby that a good look A good look [Bridge] I said I love it when she dance like David I love it when she dance like David (Yeah) I said I love it when she dance like David (Na-na) said I love it when she dance like David Said I love it when she dance like David I see em' lookin and they watchin' and they hate it [Chorus] I see that that nice dress girl I love to see ya Baby that a good look (Buena Vista) Now, who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia Baby that's a good look (Buena Vista) You got that nice dress that right dress I love to see ya Baby that a good look (Buena Vista) Now who my ex-girl I think I got amnesia Now baby that's a good look a good look Buena Vista

Pretty Face

Pretty face got the best of me And she knew what she was doin Didn't even try to keep it discrete She really set out to ruin All the respect and reputation we build Now amounting down to nothing Loyalty and love was just somethin she played Like a wolf in sheep's clothing Have you ever been in a situation like that Where you thought your character was under attack Didn't know anything until you heard the facts from everybody else The way she played you like puppet on a string Your ignorance just overshadowed your instincts And now you're finding out the hard way bout to flee Even the promise of a diamond ring, oh what about mum Pretty face got the best of me And she knew what she was doin Didn't even try to keep it discrete She really set out to ruin All the respect and reputation we build Now amounting down to nothing Loyalty and love was just somethin she played Like a wolf in sheep's clothing Oh, cause she not answering her phone as usual Tellin you she running late, real casual Everything she do, everything she say now that she not goin she-a too busy in-a rayray 'ell me why I choose the girl with a 'ickle heart Somebody's sticking by me when times are hard Never won fe leave, follow where I lead, strictly down for me with R.E.S.P.E.C.T But not she Pretty face got the best of me And she knew what she was doin Didn't even try to keep it discrete She really set out to ruin All the respect and reputation we build Now amounting down to nothing Loyalty and love was just somethin she played Like a wolf in sheep's clothing That's how you live with your mistakes now You just got up and around Easier said than done is the advice we give to you A real man grew up in-a no rayray business Keep your heart clean and forsake all the wickedness When she go bad you knew she bad to di bone That's why you do di right thing and leave her alone Pretty face got the best of me And she knew what she was doin Didn't even try to keep it discrete She really set out to ruin All the respect and reputation we build Now amounting down to nothing Loyalty and love was just somethin she played Like a wolf in sheep's clothing -=[2WORDZ]=-

When It Rains

[Intro] No, I can't believe it No, no, no I can't believe it No, no, no I can't believe it No, no, no [Verse 1] More than a lover, more than a friend She was my everything It wasn't even possible to see it end I was so wrapped up and I didn't care About the things in her past Just as long as our love was promised to last I could've sworn it was written She was perfect, she was made for me But I didn't know I came up the stairs I had a feeling someone else was there I got on my knee Looked through the hole to see what I could see [Chorus] I can't take no more Couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the door When it rains, it pours I could cry enough to cover up the floor Can't believe this shit Bitch, you just don't know just how hard it hit When it rains, it pours I could cry enough to cover the floor [Verse 2] Three years of my life wasted Given all my love to her I still think about my heart racing As I watched her pick her clothes up off the floor I could've killed her, could've really hurt her But I was dazed and so confused I Had to really sit back and ask myself "Have I been a fool? Am I crazy?" By jumping on the bed Got in her face to make her hear what I said Thinking this ain't what it seems Thought a little more, then I started to scream [Chorus] I can't take no more Couldn't believe my eyes when I opened the door When it rains, it pours I could cry enough to cover up the floor Can't believe this shit Bitch, you just don't know just how hard it hit When it rains, it pours I could cry enough to cover the floor [Bridge] Honey, I don't really understand What were you motives? What were your plans? Too many times I've played the fool It's gonna come back to you How do you feel? Can you look at me? What's wrong, baby? Can't you speak? You had my trust, my love, my everything If you had waited, could've even got the ring How could you do it, baby? How could you do it? How could you do it, baby? (it's gonna come back to you) How could you do it? How could you do it, baby? How could you do it? How could you do it, baby? (it's gonna come back to you) How could you do it? It's gonna come back to you It's gonna come back to you It's gonna come back to you, baby (it's gonna come back to you) It's gonna come back (it's gonna come back to you) It's gonna come back to you, baby It's gonna come back It's gonna come back to you (To you, to you, to you, to you) To you, to you, to you, to you (It's gonna come back to you It's gonna come back to you, to you, to you, to you) To you, to you, I can't believe it, no [Outro] When it rains, it pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours When it rains, it pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours, pours

Red Dog

You wanna feel the indigo? Na Big Clifford Red Dog Looking ass Really feel your fame finna last When you have a bomber like me going for your title You best know when to stay idle I ain't finna act like this ain't personal but you know you can't get your ass into intercol Too tall to run and too big to last, Guess no bitch gunna want your ass Oh wait, you had one right Sad thing she got stolen by a nigga less than half your height Make a diss track back We both know your channel needs that So take off the shitty snap back hat Your dream bitch be sending me pics of her breastesses on my snapchat How bow dat There's no wait for this music because my talent is of levels most exclusive Bitch you know I'm Repping Lucid Now can we take a moment to talk about Carol That bitch's ass be so fine like her casserol She almost be as nice as Rachel Remember when she played with my sachel

Scrape

[Chorus: Evil Pimp] He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang Deadly stang, deadly stang, of a fucking deadly stang He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang Of a fuckin' d-, of a fuckin' d- [Verse 1: LIL CUT THROAT] Get all my dope for the low, double cup in the Benzo Feeling like I am Big Moe, screw head 'til my hearse So watch this I pour that wok and that lean in her mouth while she throat Demons crawlin' through my mind Feel like I'ma flash out, pass out, ducked out Pills under my tongue now Smokin' on some OG, wow Psychosis kickin' in, time to make a fuckin' stain Wake up and my sweat has dripped It was all a fucking dream (Motherfucker, yeah) [Chorus: Evil Pimp & YUNG $NOW] He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang Deadly stang, deadly stang, of a fucking deadly stang He's now another victim of a fucking deadly stang Of a fuckin' d-, of a fuckin' d- (Ayy, Yung $now be drivin' these hoes Yung $now be drivin' these hoes, ayy) [Verse 2: YUNG $NOW] Yung $now be drivin' these hoes up the wall Never froze, fuck 'em all Tagging toes, let 'em thaw Flexing my flaws while I'm texting your broad Still getting pussy, have sex in the hall Next to the bed that y'all have slept in since fall Got a call from your mom, saying "Meet at the mall" Gonna fuck her behind the counter at Aéropostale Ruby the ho slayer, later, I'm gone Fuck boy feel some type of way, sayin' Ruby the opps Me and $lick stay flodgin' in the Dodge, we always dodgin' cops Let the block begin the flock, they wanna watch him top my Glock

Okay...

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Weight Of The World

What am I hear for? It doesn't make much sense When it's all said and done, this world means nothing With weight of the world, on my shoulders I still try to find reason in my life The ultimate goal is to get ahead While all these things are left unsaid May the cool waters of heaven wash away my sin Burned away this disease And heal these wounds of life Take away my breath forever Guide me to the light And I... I still try to find reason in my life And in my life I can't find a way to heal myself Weight of the world May the cool waters of heaven wash away, my sin

Bestie

[Chorus: Marley Waters and Dame D.O.L.L.A.] I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah Uh, that's my bestie with with benefits You could be my bestie with benefits Your girl my bestie with benefits Girl, you're just my bestie with benefits Bestie with benefits That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie (Ayy) Yeah-ah [Verse 1: Dame D.O.L.L.A.] Mm, even though we rock tough, you know my situation Focused on myself and I ain't really datin' Girl, you know we focused, I know you from the basement Treat you to the finer things and give you penetration (Get it in) Uh, I'm always here for you (I'm always here for you) If you gotta vent I'll always be an ear for you (I'm listenin') In the club I be offended when they holler (When they holler) 'Cause I keep you in that Fendi and Gabbana (I do) We take trips and I keep groceries in your condo (Okay) If a sucker push his line, I pull up on him pronto (You don't want it) Pronto, pull up on him pronto 'Cause these paws on Hector "Macho" Camacho (Uh) [Chorus: Marley Waters] I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah Uh, that's my bestie with with benefits You could be my bestie with benefits Your girl my bestie with benefits Girl, you're just my bestie with benefits Bestie with benefits That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie Yeah-ah [Verse 2: Dame D.O.L.L.A.] You my homie, lover, friend, my bestie (Best friend) And them little benefits gettin' messy If I show a little interest, you tryna check me (You tryna check me) Ridin' shotty and on the back of the jet skis (You on the back with it) Ooh, girl you somethin' else (You somethin' else) We only friends, but you tryna keep me from someone else (For what?) I never curve you or treat you like a runner-up (Never) These other girls only seein' me when the summer comes (That's the only time) 'Cause you my bestie with benefits (Right) They can get your loyalty or sentiment (They can't) My bestie with benefits And we made it this far, what a coincidence [Chorus: Marley Waters] I can't be your man, I'll be your sex friend Look, we got nothin' on but the Netflix Bust a bag, I cut my check, Pateks Pull up with the stick just to protect, yeah Uh, bestie with with benefits That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie That my bestie, yeah, that my bestie Yeah-ah

The Puritan

[Verse 1] Now, are we institutionalised By the demands of today? In our regalia, are we okay? Because the flash of a blade Is one less getting paid there in the lines And the ice and the gold It's just a double code, it's a paradigm [Chorus] For every little thing that fashion gives you Yeah [Verse 2] So the puritan on a Monday morning Said, "Happy sad melody" I'm waltzing on an amazing pulse In a pornographic sea Where an absent blade Is one less in parade to throw overboard And the ice and the gold Is just a double code, it's a metaphor [Chorus] For every little thing that fashion gives you Yeah [Verse 3] I'm falling into something That play upon the metronome in your heart It's smoke and it's mirrors Until the auto-cue starts Then the dry ice comes And we start sucking our thumbs on the TV And the joy of people Spirited away so merrily [Chorus] It's part of every little thing that fashion gives you Yeah [Post-Chorus] Here we go [Outro] La la la, la, la la la, la La la la, la la... (Hey puritan, hey puritan) La la la, la, la la la, la... (What you gonna do about it?) La la la la la... (It's all smoke and mirrors) La la la, la, la la la, la... (What you gonna do about it?) La la la la la... (Hey puritan, hey puritan) La la la, la, la la la, la... (What you gonna do about it?) La la la la la... La la la, la, la la la, la (What you gonna do about it?) La la la la la... La la la, la, la la la, la...

Gospel

[Intro: Lil Kapow] Pistol whip you two times 'cause I brought two sticks I fucked her so good she thought that I had two dicks I could violate you out in public, you won't do shit Bitch, you could see I'm rich by how I'm fuckin' cruisin' [Verse 1: Lil Kapow] Pop five bars and I started speaking Hebrew Fucked up pissin' in the middle of casinos Runnin' from the cops, I hid my whip at the Sea World Sunday masked, getting necked in the cathedral Ooh, I'm back on my street shit House cleaner in this bitch, how I sweep shit Dance Dance Revolution on your face, now you're leakin' Sold him K2, now we're geekin', uh I told him to lack I'm fuckin' his bitch in the front and the back I'm runnin' a train, I think that I can Both thumbs in her ass then she takin' a cab If I didn't hit you, I'm takin' a lap You was talkin' that shit, now you takin' it back I just sold you some shit, now I'm takin' it back Keep suckin' my dick or you gon' make me mad Ugly bastard, I gеt pussy, I'm poundin' I just popped a perc, I'm tired of rappin' [Interlude: Lil Kapow & XANAKIN SKYWOK] Ayo Xanakin Yo, Xanakin Oh, it's my turn [Verse 2: XANAKIN SKYWOK] Your shootеr, he cappin' He livin' it lavish My troopers are savage [?] takin' Advil You poppin' them pills while you listen to sad shit Most of these niggas don't know how to gas shit Her pussy [?] I fuck on her [?] [?] after I pass it to Fat Joe Bitch, you don't really want that hoe I be the bars when I gospel [?] he gettin' head in the neck thot hoe She be an eater, then she thought she got post More like [?], fuckin' her taco I ain't no medium, we smokin' thrax and it's premium Like John Cena, not seein' 'em Choppas gon' spray while I'm cleanin' up Bitches suck dick in the meeting room, ooh Oh, it's still my turn [?], nigga, get the chop, he got fast roll Body got more fuckin' damage than a Glock does I shoot bitches in they neck with my cock cum [?] then they top run [?] on my dinner plate I love the chops side more than a Tinder date Nigga [?], suck my dick up for a feature, ayy I'ma let [?] for a cheaper rate

Every Day

Every day I wake up I just gotta get my cake up I be fucked up All through the day Let me keep my foot on they neck Know they upset I have no regrets All these hoes They on go You fell in love with a insta hoe Nigga killing niggas thinking they more clout though Goofy Always move it no hesitation Every day wake up Gotta get I be fucked up All through the day Let me keep foot on they neck though Know they upset Play with me get hit with tec Young nigga but my mindset OG status Can’t nothing get pass me Feeling like everything happen for reason Maybe why I’m leaning Gotta get this cake No matter what day I’m go get the bag Know they mad Kick my old hoes to the curb I’m just about my bag Fuck who mad Know you wish you never put me last Now I’m flexin' on they ass All it take is hard work and dedication Fuck who hating Every day I wake up I just gotta get my cake up I be fucked up All through the day Let me keep my foot on they neck Know they upset I have no regrets All these hoes They on go You fell in love with a insta hoe Nigga killing niggas thinking they more clout though Goofy Always move it no hesitation Every day wake up Gotta get I be fucked up All through the day

Last Day In Hell

[Intro] We got three minutes to blow this place And it's all Dave needs, gonna melt your face Finna rock this house, send it into space Our last day in hell, give 'em one last fave [Verse] We've been isolated for too long Time has come to rock you all Bye, Toronto, it's been fun It's time for Dave to fly into the sun We're gonna rock until it gets us paid Work it, work it, minute made Spotify don't get no plays We're Nova Scotia, born and paid [Chorus] Last day in hell We got two tickets to Halifax, baby Last day in hell Gonna pour one out for the GTA, yeah [Verse] S'been three years, we've had two EP's We got four nеw fans, and we made twelvе G's We sold our first merch, gigged for CBC Streamed our songs so much it bought one grocery Told you vote for Jeb, but you told us no And in those three years only played one show So, Toronto, thanks, yeah we wish you well But our bank accounts tell a different tale [Chorus] Last day in hell We got two tickets to Halifax, baby Last day in hell Gonna pour one out for the GTA, yeah Last day in hell We got two tickets to anywhere else Last day in hell We will not accept refunds at this time, no [Verse] We've been isolated for too long Time has come to rock you all I am not sure what is worse The money spent, or this third verse Dave will rock another day Maybe then we will get paid Dave 2 will be coming soon Please buy it soon, it's coming soon [Chorus] Last day in hell We got two tickets to Halifax, baby Last day in hell Gonna pour one out for the GTA, no Last day in hell We got more stress than we know what to do with Last day in hell My overdraft has overdraft, yeah

Rebels on the Run

Me and Ace and Billy Joe "Born To Run" on the radio Doin' 95 down Rock Springs road Racin' the Tennessee sun We stuck it on the hometown games And played chicken with midnight trains Oh, time is slow We were insane Rebels on the run And we made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run... Heather Reed was our sheriff's kid It was me and her and a half pint of gin Went further than we'd ever been Right there in my shotgun I was country boy She was country club Her momma said I'd never measure up We left that town in a trail of dust Like rebels on the run We made a class ring pact in a Motel 6 That we were gonna stay in that crazy love And be forever young Rebels on the run... Now Billy Joe sells ATV's Old Ace wound up marrying Heather Reed And every now and then they give me a ring And ask me if I'm ever gonna grow up No, I'm a rolling stone and a ramblin' man On the road with some boys in a band Ain't nothin' out there I'd rather be than a Rebel on the run We made a beer bottle pact Behind Burley's store That we would always be one for all And all for one Rebels on the run Rebels on the run

Overflow interlude

Monday through Sunday Every time of day I’m tryina play I’m tryina play Monday through Sunday Any time of day I’m tryina play I’m tryina play You forgot what you came looking for I won’t ever leave you anymore You forgot what you come looking for I won’t ever leave you anymore [???] Any time of day (I gotta play, I gotta play, I gotta play) I know got what you came I’m tryina play I’m tryina play Monday through Sunday Any time of day Tell the truth

Empty

[Intro] She know me, so I'm careful how I speak For the last time, the last time that I tried [Chorus] Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed She know me, so I'm careful how I speak For the last time, the last time that I tried Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed She know me, so I'm careful how I speak For the last time, the last time that I tried [Verse 1] This the last time that I tried, I told you all those lies The boy who is lost, I just wish I could die I just wish I could fly, I will fly away from here Why you only see me when I'm going out bad, going out bad? Tryna make it through the day without my dope sack Out my dope sack Why you only see me when I'm going out bad, going out bad? Tryna make it through the day without my dope sack Out my dope sack [Chorus] Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed She know me, so I'm careful how I speak For the last time, the last time that I tried Baby don't leave, you can put the blame on me I'm empty, so empty, watch me bleed She know me, so I'm careful how I speak For the last time, the last time that I tried

Feel the Vibes Stay Alive

Once upon a time I was lost, but now I'm found Smooth like similac going down While I'm flipping this, like a coin toss 'Cause I'm the boss, in brown skin And when I go, I do not tiptoe "Cause when I go, I go all in And friends get left, 'cause bros go right along If you think a hip hop song, can't be live Then you're wrong 'Cause taking a dive, in a pool of plunder Thinking your stuff, is from the under Gets me worked up, just like a plunger But I saw through all the residue 'Cause the minute, that your whole crew left you All those fools got brand new So I'll see your ass, on the other side 'Cause I do not slide electric I'm not an android, with my systems void And rejected, so expect it to rain When I dance, 'cause chances are Got gravitational pull, like a neutron star Seeing all that I spy, throughout the universe And others wanna claim my stake But I claimed it first, so gotta relax And don't stare and dare yourself to treachery 'Cause I bet you we won't scrap but a second 'Cause when I wreck it And when it's wrecked There will only be a faint reminder of disrespect So what's next, next time might be your last 'Cause a blast from my fists of fury And lyrics of fire Burn you like skin cancer And advance the pun 'Cause I'm the sun, of the solar fusion Bringing order to confusion And you're not winning You're losing and bruising your own head When you said "Oh My God" 'Cause you saw my head nod And the odds, got even Dangerous I'm second to none I won the race, before I ran it From planet to planet I handle it like a pro So if you know, act accordingly 'Cause I'm simply recording the Life and times, of a Godfather Rhymer On a rhythm and percussion discussion Discussing what's envogue So I never have to ask 'Cause I already rode And told the story back in the first millennium Packing many in at my show At the arena, so tell me have you seen her My finger is homesick 'Cause I'm quick to grasp that last part Before I depart, 'cause I never took a toke I was dope from the start Getting smart on the regular Eliminating competitors With clever techniques Through weeks, months and years Decades and centuries My full capabilities, shadow all the others Walking with the soil Under my boots, with my brothers 'Cause I'm the prodigal, illogical, erotical son Making orgasmic noise, from the G-spot 'Cause I'm not a Glock-totting fool Quoting plots, of murder and mayhem 'Cause I slay them and lay them to rest With less than a gat or any of that nonsense 'Cause gangstas be looking from the other side Of an electric fence Up the river, like a giver of bad news 'Cause the shoes fit and were wit it But did it work, I think not (no) 'Cause you got served what you deserved Swift and severe (Yeah) And that's why you're over there And I'm over here Fool A-ha Yeah Feel the vibes (feel the vibes) Stay alive (feel the vibes) 'Cause once upon time, I was lost But now I'm found Smooth like similac going down So expect it to rain, when I dance 'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull Like a neutron star Expect it to rain, when I dance 'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull Like a neutron star Got gravitational pull Like a neutron star Feel the vibes Expect it to rain, when I dance 'Cause chances are, got gravitational pull Like a neutron star Feel the vibes (feel the vibes) Stay Alive

Poetry In Motion

Its poetry in motion The way you got me feeling is devotion Got me moving with no hesitation Rushing got me feeling the sensation Its poetry in motion Feelings running deeper than the ocean Got me moving with no hesitation no Rushing got me feeling the sensation Its poetry in motion Its poetry in motion Poetry in motion Its poetry in motion The way you got me feeling is devotion Got me moving with no hesitation Rushing got me feeling the sensation Its poetry in motion Feelings running deeper than the ocean Got me moving with no hesitation no Rushing got me feeling the sensation Its poetry in motion Its poetry in motion

Matter of Time

Mama said relax boy Lighten up your load Don't bring too much down life's Long hard road Just do what you can Move a little more down the line You're gonna make it where you're going in A matter of time People gonna try and build you up Others know you down But most just kinda smile and nod When you're comin' round So just do what you can Move a little more down the line You're gonna make it where you're going in A matter of time Open up the paper See its all just one big mess Turn and talk to anyone that you meet and they'll Tell you whats best or just Do what you can Movе a little more down the linе You're gonna make it where you're going in A matter of time Cuz you might know just where you were on the Day that you were born But lord knows where you're gonna be When old gabriel blows his horn so just Do what you can Move a little more down the line You're gonna make it where you're going in A matter of time Mama said relax boy Lighten up your load Don't bring too much down life's Long hard road Just do what you can Move a little more down the line You're gonna make it where you're going in A matter of time

Touchdown

Verse: Shawty yeah she got me We ride like roller coaster The chain I got her icy She rock like she supposed to Issues come in magazines Her ass should be on posters Way you look tonight I’m tryna’ get a little closer If we take these xans Will you trust in me Tryna’ do you right deep down Oh yeah i still believe (I believe I believe) Tryna’ give you what you want What you want and need Little less talk and a little more action Satisfaction guaranteed Hook: When I pull up on you Touchdown touchdown Right now right now Lights down lights down When I pull up on you Touchdown touchdown Ass up face down Right now right now When I pull up on you Touchdown touchdown Right now right now Lights down lights down What I want from you Ass up face down Right now right now Bridge: Sliding Caught up on a play And now we vibing Need you home tonight so what you callin’ For oh woah Let’s go let’s go Let’s go let’s go let’s go yeah Verse 2: Whole lotta drip on me Slide when i’m inside You sing like do re mi And you know it’s perfect time I caught you in my eye But you know that this Don’t come around as a surprise Cause i’m fly guy Let’s dance in time With the moon and lights Drive on by like their flashing lights Would you crash on by Gotta keep that in mind True love is hard to find And I can’t waste no time (oh no no no) Let’s rock let’s roll Let’s just get throwed I got you all alone So don’t be scared oh no no no Yeah let’s just go away Somewhere far from home LSD take you there You know that you want to coast Hook: When I pull up on you Touchdown touchdown Right now right now Lights down lights down When I pull up on you Touchdown touchdown Ass up face down Right now right now Let’s go right now Refrain: Take me to a place that you Want from me I want from you Wonderland please just take me to your wonderland To your wonderland take me to your wonderland To your wonderland yeah Outro: Let’s rock let’s roll Let’s rock let’s roll Could you take me to your wonderland Can you take me to your wonderland Please just take me to your wonderland

Fear in Non Fiction

We'll pack up the wish, check Lash, check Not much else Recite the prayers from the pages lost In the thoughts Searching Everyone (Everyone) Has lost their minds Air, check Rain, check I've checked out This part where I say we'll figure it out How the universe had to plagiarize My draft on "This World..." Now realized Everyone (Everyone) Has lost their minds Survive If we lose interest We have lost Survive If we lose interest My life was your decision Made by the ICU Led to this destination Where I decide on you The fear is losing fiction In a coma of our choice Take to the moral compass In the vortex of every voice Survive If we lose interest We have lost Survive If we lose interest We have We're sick with conversation My heart, the ICU This time, the eyes are open This time, I can't see through The fear is losing fiction In a coma of our choice Check engine expedition I'll see you when this is all done We're mourning over This need to know where All these pieces lost their placement Find me if you feel like your place is taken Weigh down on me like you've crowned And it's hard to tell In the end, will we love ourselves? And was it all worth it? Who's the doctor here? Who has my interest? (Go home) Pictured it just like this Just as I imagined Love, love (Losing you was the end of me) (I can't sleep-)

Hip Hop Saved Me

We arrived on the rise on the ride to excellence The 'ignit' get with it , as well as the intellegnet Cause nowadays they playing tricks with yo gas Thats funkin' with yo food Which means yo ass If we don't get organized and switch the conversation Not applied to you , I mean ya babies generation Then we mine as well stop reproducing But that'll be the day when JG stops producing.... Never, never comes Be careful with ya tounge It's deadly like a machine gun Where Im from? and probably ya hood too It's always the fakest that portray to be the true So what you do? Keep ya life separate Let them be salty while we sprinkle the peppers You don't need the fake necklace Just take it to ya essence and God will be present! yea! Chorus: Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me They say we crazy but they can't fade me Vivafidel is more than a name Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim Pushing through the poltricks, I don't side step Self-made vet I warn you bout the threats And do a dilligent delivery The spirits talk to me so I know that they hear me And clearly I'm drove by a bigger cause So I'm speedin past while ya stuck lookin lost We knowing bout banging and slangin since the 70s The world waiting on something new, check out my melody You fresh off the slave ship , talkin that slave shit Our job is to uplift and take you higher I take you higher than the average cat I'm more like a Black Panther With that 10 point answer Talk innerlude: YO and we already know Milwaukee is just a small piece of the planet Its not where you're from, its where you're at And we not talking about physically Cause we keep it moving & we keep it grooving! Chorus: Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me They say we crazy but they can't fade me Vivafidel is more than a name Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim Yea, this is the business fa sho I got plenty mo We 414 Survival of the fittest You better hope you got a witness Cause MPD is evil as the devil No matter ya level We in this together Since before the beginning fightin for life Now we fightin this system of oppression on site I write to incite the original warriors I'm something like a forienger to a loser enviornment If I ain't winning , I ain't trying it You gonna see riots and choas But who gonna who gone be prepared Stop, look & listen don't get scared Just roll with me and be revolutionized Then take it back to ya people and change some lives Now is our time The truth steal the shine Cause we straight up dying with the blind leading the blind Chorus: Milwaukee raised me, Hip Hop saved me They say we crazy but they can't fade me Vivafidel is more than a name Consider me a weapon i spit wit aim

Club Skit

[Angel:] child come on [Trina:] I know he ain't coming over here? [Angel:] come on let's go over there ray ready [Trina:] I know but child look at him look [Trina:] look at hi shoes girl [Angel:] let's go over there [Trina:] I hope he don't come over here he is so tired honey [Angel:] he is real tired [Trina:] I don't think so! [Angel:] what the fuck is that on his grill [Trina:] he is definitely a fashion statement honey [Angel:] what the fuck is that on his grill [Trina:] I don't know but it's shonuff blinding me. I know he better not come over here [Man:] yo baby whats up can I buy you a drink? [Trina:] yeah what ever [Angel:] you shouldn't have told him yeah now he gonna think he all that [Trina:] oh shit! here he come [Man:] here you go baby. you got the finest glass off champagene j. rogie I've been Watching you all night. hold on let me sit right here [Angel:] we did not invite yo ass to sit down [Trina:] see that's why you can't be nice to niggas in da club now [Man:] what you mean baby? [Trina:] first of all I'm not your baby ([Angel:] ok) so get your tired cell rag Iceberg wearing foggy diamond cheap champagene buying ass out my face Nigga you must be don't know who the fuck I am hold on angel buy dis nigga a Bottle of cris [Angel:] ok! broke scrub ass nigga [Man:] gimme back my drink then bitch! [Trina:] we gonna show you how to ball playboy

Apocalypse

Chorus: She don’t love me she love me some  Girl thats not enough  She smoke my tree then say its weak  What she lying for  I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me  She got me tired af  She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up   Verse: Think about this all day, all night Trying to figure out my life Wondering if the end would come on by Heard there’s a place you live twice I’m locked and loaded, my head imploding Another tall nigga with a gat for sure then I wrote my dawg, told the boy “stay strong man” He might get paroled but I’ll be 34 then Yea This my vice, yeah good pussy Can’t drink milk if I ain’t got cookies If the world were to end Would you still give it to me Lost in my thoughts this can't be good I said I’m lost in my thoughts this can’t be good Chorus: She don’t love me she love me some  Girl thats not enough  She smoke my tree then say its weak  What she lying for  I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me  She got me tired af  She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up   Verse: One too many motherfuckers I know Still chasing that green like the light at go Get the money in the bag and the cash gon flow But I’m starting now to think that we really on dope This material life got me feeling all broke But I still fiend for it when I get paid do’ I don’t know if we trapped or we just standing close But I just copped Gucci and some Louis at the store But if all I want is money, where does all of mine go If it ain’t bout clothes then I’m entertaining hoes And with more money coming I just tend to feel alone Success means wealth but the problems still yours Success means wealth but the problems still yours Think of suicide then open suicide doors Money bring you happiness I buy the bitch Michael Kors Chorus: She don’t love me she love me some  Girl thats not enough  She smoke my tree then say its weak  What she lying for  I’m tryna find peace she won’t let me  She got me tired af  She got that wet so ill sit back and let her fuck me up  

KABOOM

Life is like a game We gotta choose a side And try to play Before you lose your mind And fade away But you could soon be gone (gone, gone, gone) Who's it gonna be? You gotta tell yourself It's them or me And you can justify Most anything So whose side are you on? (on, on, on) (On) Well, one day they'll drop the bomb Who knows who they'll drop it on Maybe someone that you love So before they get to you Do what you gotta do KABOOM! KABOOM! Don't try to say That we could win it all Some other way Our pride will never fall And never change You better toe the line Cause in the end The only thing on which You can depend To attack is safer Than defend But not for army line Line! Well, one day they'll drop the bomb Who knows who they'll drop it on Maybe someone that you love So before they get to you Do what you gotta do KABOOM! KABOOM! Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Pick which side you're on, drop the bomb Well, one day they'll drop the bomb Who knows who they'll drop it on Maybe someone that you love Don't wait for the evidence No one's really innocent Send the judgement from above And before they get to you Do what you gotta do KABOOM! KABOOM! KABOOM! KABOOM!

The Bones Of Generations

I got a suit I got a black suit You got horns but I got a black suit I got a band I got a black band You got thorns and I got a black band You got a shield You got a black shield I got a point but you got a black shield I got a wish I got a death wish You got a badge but I got a death wish The truth I know can not be bent, oh no It has been raised as a monument to the dead The truth they say is stated in the Book of Revelations The truth I know is mounted on the bones of generations I got a mark I got a black mark You got a book At least you've got a book

Haters

[Intro] Yeah it’s Maggz, L-Tido Keep talking about us man You only making us more famous We getting more chicks you dig Let’s get ready Glitz Gang [Verse 1: L-Tido] These haters smile in my face and talk cheap behind my back Don’t wanna see me grind and stack They rather see me lying flat On the ground getting pound I ain't lying that’s fact man I’m shining on my neck, and got the J behind my back And now I run in clubs and rip these chicks Stay fresh and switch these kicks Lace tracks and spit the spiff Chase cheques and get these chips I don’t give a fuck y’all can hate me That shit just motivate me, keep my things or debate me Do my shit and ignore the envy I’m focused on my chips dude I’m grinding like the Glitz crew While you mutha fuckaz gossip like chicks do [Chorus] These haters talking These haters keep on talking These haters talking These haters keep on talking About me… me… Keep on talking about me… me… me… [Verse 2: Maggz] When your money weak no one will come around When you money heaps watch out oh wanna be down So I keep cooking, they keep looking Doubt our style but we keep on pushing Sweet something how we crooking These lively shows we booked in So haters love haters smile never ever could they shook him Or steal him when he moves hater I depend on you To keep my fire burning, till I reach a higher earning Till I keep heat wire burning, till you dudes retire learning I ain't nothing to be fucked with no From this rap to the budget no So haters you can dub this flow,or I make moves upon that dough Your squad is wack, I’m the heart of rap While you waiting to get connected like a starter pack I see these blazing and circulating like that karma black So we invading fuck you hating you and your ghost track [Chorus] When paper talk haters walk but keep turning heads They keep on watching while like ovens I keep burning bread So save your talk for your broads what you earn instead It’s not my fault that I floss and I’m firmer head Forget your man baby ghetto son gon’ chill You know I’m extra hot, hotter than that nandos meal More kicks than the drum roll still Still from the hood where the guns blow ill More hits when I run these skills And I dream big coz I run these hills [Chorus] Don’t give a damn about haters Haters haters haters … yeah I don t give a damn about them damn haters No… no… no… Haters haters..

Rag Top Love Affair

[Chorus] What you mad 'bout now? I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down I'm just tryna ride around with you I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been calling you What you mad 'bout now? I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down I'm just tryna ride around with you I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been... [Verse] You know I adore you You know I would do anything for you Realize that you loyal, baby I applaud you Yeah I got more than a few But they know the difference between them and you Yet you still tripping, what else can I do? Ain't I had something with me when I first met you And I still get you Put forth the effort Shows you I was better But you still stressing my acquaintances First class flight attendant Five star restaurant, waitresses, supermodels dancing with crazy chips Strippers who count up their bucks while they play my shit Rolling up all of that I've done And I'm probably not done But still in my heart girl, I feel like you the one Yeah I guess I'm selfish I want them when I want 'em But I need you every evening, every night, every morning Said you want a nigga to keep it real Yet you cry your eyes out any time I tell you how it is How it really is [Chorus] What you mad 'bout now? I'm parked outside the house with my rag top down I'm just tryna ride around with you I ain't tryna argue 'bout why I ain't been calling you What you mad 'bout now? What you sad 'bout now? [Outro]

H You want me dead

Hospital bed, all white in my eyes. You see the doubt in my eyes I'm not to far gone. I see you there for me. You fall asleep inside my mind. Don't you lie don't you I'm not far from what you want me to be. Hospital room oh it's heroine in my sleep

Dont Know What Im Gonna Do

[Intro] This is what I'm going to do When I think of you I concentrate my love for you [Verse 1] And I start to hear You say that you love me And woah-oh-oh [Verse 2] Oh, darling I would love to hear You say la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la [Pre-Chorus] Because I love to be With you to want me Woah-oh-oh [Chorus] And our love will grow with time and greatest thrill I've found the love that never will grow old I know it's hard to find the love that's true But I found the universe in you, hey hey [Verse 3] Oh darling I, I still hear You say la-la-la-la La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la [Pre-Chorus] Because I love to be With you to want me Woah-oh-oh [Chorus] And our love will grow with time and greatest thrill I've found the love that never will grow old I know it's hard to find the love that's true But I found the universe in you, hey hey [Outro] Oh darling, I Oh, I I want to know thee And I'm all down on my knees Oh-oh

Been Meaning To Tell You

[Verse 1] You've been on my mind And I know it's bad timing To say anything I feel And it's probably surprising, oh yeah [Pre-Chorus] It's been too long and I heard that you moved on But I just need to let you know I pushed you away when your heart was right here And now it's haunting me [Chorus] I've been meaning to tell you Oh na na na na I've been meaning to tell you Oh, but now you're gone [Post-Chorus] I know that she loves you But I know that you know that And now you're gone Now you're gone I know that she loves you But I had these feelings for you all along Now you're gone [Verse 2] Been wanting to tell you But it was too easy to live in a lie I thought that I brought it out 'Til the train finally tipped on its side That's when I knew I couldn't hide That's when the trouble arrived Thanking the bitter reminder That you're no longer mine [Pre-Chorus] It's been too long and I heard that you moved on But I just need to let you know I pushed you away when your heart was right here And now it's haunting me [Chorus] I've been meaning to tell you Oh na na na na I've been meaning to tell you Oh, but now you're gone [Post-Chorus] I know that she loves you But I know that you know that And now you're gone Now you're gone I know that she loves you But I had these feelings for you all along Now you're gone [Bridge] It's been too long and I heard that you moved on But I just need to let you know I pushed you away when your heart was right here And now it's haunting me [Chorus] I've been meaning to tell you Oh na na na na I've been meaning to tell you Oh, but now you're gone [Post-Chorus] I know that she loves you But I know that you know that And now you're gone Now you're gone I know that she loves you But I had these feelings for you all along Now you're gone

Microphone Fiend

[Verse: Rakim] I was a fiend before I became a teen I melted microphones instead of cones of ice cream Music orientated so when hip hop was originated Fitted like pieces of puzzles complicated 'Cause I grabbed the mic and try to say, "Yes y'all" They tried to take it and say that I'm too small Cool 'cause I don't get upset I kick a hole in the speaker pull the plug then I jet Back to the lab without a mic to grab So then I add all the rhymes I had One after the other one, then I make another one To this the opposite then ask if the brother's done I get a cravin' like I fiend for nicotine But I don't need a cigarette, know what I mean? I'm ragin', rippin' up the stage and Don't it sound amazin' 'cause every rhyme is made and Thought of, 'cause it's sort of an addiction Magnetized by the mixing Vocals, vocabulary, your verses, you're stuck in The mic is a Drano, volcanoes eruptin' Rhymes overflowin', gradually growin' Everything is written in the cold, so it can coincide My thoughts to guide Forty eight tracks to slide The invincible, microphone fiend, Rakim Spread the word 'cause I'm in E-F-F-E-C-T, a smooth operator operating correctly But back to the problem, I got a habit You can't solve it, silly rabbit The prescription is a hyper tone that's thorough when I fiend for a microphone like heroin Soon as the bass kicks, I need a fix Give me a stage and a mic and a mix And I'll put you in a mood or is it a state of Unawareness, beware, it's the re animatora menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon An assassinator, if the people ain't steppin' You see a part of me that you never seen When I'm fiendin' for a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend After twelve, I'm worse than a Gremlin Feed me hip-hop and I start tremblin' The thrill of suspense is intense, you're horrified But this ain't the cinemas of ,'Tales From the Darkside' By any means necessary, this is what has to be done Make way 'cause here I come My DJ cuts material, grand imperial It's a must that I bust any mic you hand to me It's inherited, it runs in the family I wrote the rhyme that broke the bull's back If that don't slow 'em up, I carry a full pack Now I don't wanna have to let off, you should of kept off You didn't keep the stage warm, step off Ladies and gentleman, you're about to see A pastime hobby about to be Take it to the maximum, I can't relax see, I'm Hype as a hypochondriac 'cause the rap be one Hell of a antidote, somethin' you can't smoke More than dope, you're tryin' to move away but you can't, you're broke More than cracked up, you should have backed up For those who act up need to be more than smacked up Any entertainer, I got a torture chamber One on one and I'm the remainder So close your eyes and hold your breath And I'ma hit you with the blow of death Before you go, you'll remember you seen The fiend of a microphone, I'm the microphone fiend [Outro] The microphone fiend The microphone fiend The microphone fiend

Be Yourself

You can't ever look past the way that you yourself felt Talk to yourself, well, that's the meaning of self-help And don't beat yourself up in the pursuit of self-happiness 'Cause half the battle's asking passionately just what "happy" is Take some time off to self-reflect and self-measure Sometimes you need to be self-centered To understand yourself better I'm feeling self-possessed without the selfishness of self-obsession But if I do this for myself and no one else, then it is self-expression Self-confident, in that I'll never let myself forfeit Every word I write, I'm certain I'm just painting a self-portrait And to all the self-destructive people Who feel they'll never be themselves again Just know I understand that self-inflicted pain is self-defense So don't sell yourself short or label yourself as stupid Because when you've hit rock-bottom, Every movement is a self-improvement

Until We Collide

Hear me completely Enough's enough today At last I recognize You're only in my way And I I can't take anymore Your holding onto hope It's the same as before So don't you waste anymore of our time We'll hover close to safety Until we collide Break me completely Keep me to yourself That way understand That time takes time itself And I Rewind I can't take anymore Your holding onto hope It's the same as before So don't you waste anymore of our time We'll hover close to safety Until we collide This is a glimpse of my absolute best This is me with nothing left to confess Clean slate Fresh start Drive me out of control There'll be no changes here I wish you'd leave it alone You were the one desire A perfect liar Keeping me haunted at home I can't take anymore Your holding onto hope It's the same as before So don't you waste anymore of our time We'll hover close to safety Until we collide

A White Kid From the Burbs

A white kid from the 'burbs, asserts that he's hard He's pissed off with his parents, I guess they pushed him too far Got mixed up with a crowd, he had no business cooling with Cutting class at his prep school, though he'd never admit to it Confessing to being privileged would get him stomped and spit on This honky was into rock and roll, here they listen to hip hop Being something he is not, rocking rags and baggy jeans It seems he's out of his element, doing this for the hell of it Getting back at mom and dad for taking away his tennis racket From a different bracket where the taxes bought him a Lexus Picking up all of the lingo, fucking like he was single While his girls alone in her room, crying into her pillow Wishing that he would come home and come back to his senses But Tupac's got him brainwashed, he's a menace and he's reckless It's thug life in a Cutlass, yet he's yellow belly and gutless Praying that his new homies don't figure out, he's above this (Hook) X2 Nas said it was street dreams, Pac said it was thug life Hov was choppin' O's, while Biggie was rolling dice It's blunts, 40's and bitches and they market it to the masses While one's trying to better themselves, the others are trying to have it A white kid from the 'burbs, assures you he's hard But when you hand him the Glock, his hands tremble a lot It's like the weight of the world, it just rests in his palms For the first time, he's armed, his arms threaten to drop And fall to the floor, fuck it, that's the decision he made And now he's robbing a liquor store, clerks gun in his face A renegade, running away from the scene of the crime With nothing to show for it, doing his best not to cry Ditch the gun in the bushes, he feels the burn in his lungs But the adrenaline pumps as the cops start to come Louder and louder, as the tension it builds Praying to God in the silence, you put your faith in his will Now comes the moment of truth, distinguish men from the youth Either you're walking away, or getting cuffed by the blue And it was his lucky day, they went flying right past And that's when he realized, he had piss in his pants (Hook) X2 A white kid from the 'burbs, once thought he was hard He left home for a minute, he felt like breaking the law Saw it glorified on TV and he thought he could cut it But the reality of it all was something he just couldn't stomach When he was thugging, he loved it, 'til it wasn't just acting Down to roll with the crew, until he had to do bad things But what he didn't understand was that this wasn't a game He had a home to go back to where everything was the same As it was when he left, no hoods, free of theft Where you can walk in the park and you don't gotta be strapped Or run the risk of attack, because you're wearing a colour That some people don't like, 'cause it's the shade of another This kid was pampered and placed, in a spot to succeed The silver spoon that he ate from, was plated in dreams That were born in the street, just trying to make their escape Not glorified by white boys who could never relate (Hook) X2

Eden

[Chorus: The Delfonics] You're the same old girl That lived across the street And you're the same old girl, yeah That I was dying to meet Well, now you're running around [Verse One: Six The Don] (Uh-Uh) P.S.A. for the evening Preaching from the cement Perched outside of Eden Down the block from heathens Mingle with the demons Make a movie like I’m Steven Spielberg Keep a steel bird That’s for the schemers Snakes slither Through the streets A nigga sleeps in Big Apple bleeding My kids thеy barely teething A nigga heart freezing To feed them I seek thе freedom If there’s some green greed In this garden I got to see it Word to Pope Pius I can’t be driving no Prius For them Benz on BB’s For sheezy I’m with the BS Girls dressed in cheetah print Meet with us to deceive us You’d give a rib to see her Deliver my ass from Eva Fuck your union They’ll drive a wedge in between it Man they don’t give a shit As long as your car is keyless Temptation it be fierce But only God I fear Reclining in a lear My vision is crystal clear (Uh) We need a resolution like Aaliyah Indeed the revolution could be here I dream of a solution with my peers Devil whispers in their ear Guaranteed to leave them seared (Uh) The loss of innocence Forbidden fruit That’s the fall of the ignorant You’re free to choose All the pure Cain I was Able to move Doesn’t ever add up To the wealth I’ve accrued (Uh) Sins of a father That’s Passed through the roots So I Changed my moves Can’t be Acting no fool Got to Rewrite the rules Got to Follow the moons It’s the fall for most But me I kept it cool [Chorus: ATM, The Delfonics] You're the same old girl That lived across the street (This the garden) And you're the same old girl, yeah That I was dying to meet (This where the snakes dwell) Well, now you're running around [Verse Two: ATM] As the world turns And the paradise burns The slurs can be heard At the footsteps of the church That’s dirt But what’s a church If not the congregation? If not the spoken word Them things that build nations If not embodied truth Truth is your only savior In The Garden, where in the dark They hide the slave ships I fear no man In the celestial city Swinging my gonads And God got my whole back So know that Nigga I rest my case with you I’m seeing through, everyone What stands up to truth? Lucifer son of the morning Fuck is you? Them lies just won’t do Disguised as false truths I done mowed through this garden With lack of better tools I done plucked through lotuses Stole a heart or two I ate the forbidden fruit Cause who follows rules? Even when I make them I break them, so no excuse I rise just to fall again My ugly truth Knock me down nine times I get up ten As Kings do My Queens jewels Supreme Being With Supreme McGriff views Nigga vision all skewed I Madison Squared the Garden The Mecca Hallelu-jah demons clashing with mine Truth marches with my troops See the divine Flows in my bloodline Meet the Tribe of the Gods Still tied to the mob Brick laying, boot strapped Created my own job Planted a field of dreams So my kids can run around Yeah We building paradise boys And you in line to be Chief So keep ya poise [Outro: ATM] We gon’ brush everything off (Uh) As long as you know who you are You know whose you are You know where you're going And you remember where you from We gon’ be ok (Uh)

Bishop Of Babel

No one comes from here and so i'm not afraid Everyone's the same as me We don't talk the same so we don't talk at all And our hosts just look on with glee I'm the bishop of babel now So it's low, yes it's low you must bow Though my flock may sneer and mock I'm the bishop of babel now You'll see me in the street in golden hat and cape And blessing all the waifs and strays In the [hail and] shine, smiling, resigned And abandoned to foolish ways For i'm the bishop of babel now As even stray dogs will allow The poor folks flock around and remark "look, the bishop of babel's down!" Oh, i'm the bishop of babel now And my [audience] don't count in this town [if relic] and flock here set to rot I'm the bishop of babel now Sad old bishop of babel now

Muthafucka Up

[Verse 1: Tyga] YMCMB, rawest niggas doing it School for the blind, I don't see these niggas doing it I’m doing it and doing it and doing it well Niggas wanna test me boy, who wanna fail? Hit you like a bully bitch, yeah saved by the bell If you scared, go to church I’ll see you in hell And your girl, she a flip, give me heads or tails Everybody fake so I got real for sale Gunpowder fill the air Rappers shittin’ on theyself, you could smell the fear And these bitches laying flowers cause the king is near T-Raw this is the new flavour in ya ear Niggas softer than baby hair Why you acting tough, heard you work at Build-A-Bear I’m a dealer all my girls come in deuce and pairs I’m in the building I construct so crank this muthaf-cker up What the funk you beezy’s want I’m ready to hump the car I call it ele-phunk Trunk in the front Man she give me good brain till she feel dumb I just keep going like the bunny till I feel numb Yeah these bitches want it I put my man’s on it That 110 Sup’, and that Ferrari California Niggas want beef, call me Tony Roma You potatoes on the sofa Lazy motherfuckers, why you ain't even try yet? Rich or die trying, why you niggas ain't died yet? Wings tattoo yeah forever on some fly shit And I’m with the business, get (pyoom!) with a tied clip Stay on the flight yeah I’ma trip Probably up in Paradise chillin like Parliaments Flow got a boner, you could say I’m on some harder shit Bout to make the speaker buss’ [Hook] (Crank this muthafucka up) [Verse 2: Nicki Minaj] Okay, really, I get money I get money like a bitch She ain't going nowhere but swear that bitch a trip You see how the diamonds get to dancing Yeah, ya money short, get some pants and shit I be with a nigga with a big ol’ dick Yeah I like them balls you be shooting them bricks Fuck you in the game for? Bitch we up three-zip and it's Game 4 Tell ‘em listen, couple bad bitches’s Out in Kingston kicking up bricks and shit Intervention bitch I pay ya pension Oh you say what? I don’t pay attention Yeah these niggas want it I put my bitches on it You know the tattoos got Nicki initials on it I put the pussy on ‘em, cook ‘em a pot roast Then pull off in the Ghost Bitch I do the most [Verse 3: Tyga] What the funk you beezy’s want? It ain't your turn, better have my money Friday like Big worm Can’t see you niggas, you like a little germ Bitches know I’m excellent like Mr. Burns See my dick like butter churn Baby churn and ya girl with me fo’shure That ain't your concern She forgot about her man, she will never learn On a mic 'til I die, RIP Chick Hearn Yessir, colder than the Pittsburgh winter Fresher than a Will Smith T-Shirt Disperse coming through Last King and a hearse Ask later, shoot first, got shooters like Dirk When it hurts leave you losers bruised up Bruce Lee nunchucks Toe from the floor up though Duck, rubber duck now you like oh shucks Tell the neighbours I don’t give a fuck [Hook]

What You Need

(Verse- Yxng Plagxe ) Let me tell you what I need Yeah I’m lost up in these streets Yeah I’m lost without you Let me tell you how it be When I think about you Man I feel like a fool Why you gotta be cruel Whys it gotta be you? Let me tell you what I need Maybe time to just breath Maybe time so we see If it’s you or it’s me I don’t know what to do When my heart feels like two Hope it’s me and not you When my heart feels so blue, yeah I feel so broken, my heart feels so jaded I want to escape why’s my mind feel so faded I loved you I promise, I wish we had waited But now it just hurts me, this time feels so wasted I feel so broken, my heart feels so jaded I want to escape why’s my mind feel so faded I loved you I promise, I wish we had waited But now it just hurts me, this time feels so wasted

Send Em Up

[Intro] (Grrr) (Mmhh) I'm in my bag (Ay) [Pre-Chorus] No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' (bow) He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved (grr) Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all [Chorus] We gon' (huh) Send 'em up We gon' (huh) Bend 'em up We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah) I need the cash (for certain) [Verse 1] I need thе money I could never bе a simp for these bitches, your boy ain't a dummy (bow) Nothin' was sunny I made it out of the struggle where ramen noodle filled the tummy (grr) Summer was bloody I seen a lot of niggas die I seen a lot of mothers cry Look at the sky and wonder why But we from the town Boy we ain't fuckin' around, 40 could knock off your crown (grr) Huntin' 'em down If we don't make it then I hit up Tommy to get me a pound Came from the ground I seen a lot of niggas die (bow) I seen a lot of mothers cry Look at the sky and wonder why [Pre-Chorus] No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all [Chorus] We gon' (bow) Send 'em up We gon' (huh) Bend 'em up We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah) I need the cash (for certain) [Verse 2] (Yeah) (ay) She want a bag, a Birkin She got an ass I cannot believe, man, I had to see it in person (bow) I'm in the lab, did ten in a week, man, I never leave, I'm workin' You know the vvs from Mazza She wanna fuck with the guyzers Head game on scholar (grrr) Still ain't no lovin' these bitches I'm only fuckin' these bitches It's been a minute since I been in love, cause I'm busy runnin' these digits Still ain't no lovin' these bitches I'm only fuckin' these bitches It's been a minute since I been in love, cause I'm busy runnin' these digits (bop bop bop bop) [Pre-Chorus] No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved Swim with the sharks, so you know that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and done 'em all [Chorus] We gon' (huh) Send 'em up We gon' (huh) Bend 'em up We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular I'm in my bag (my bag, yeah) I need the cash (for certain) (grrrrrrr) [Pre-Chorus] No lovin' these bitches cause I swear that most of these women are always gon' come and go This year I ran me up a half a ticket and I'm gon' need me a hunnid mo' (grr) He wanna talk, but watch what you say to me nigga before I get my gun involved Swim with the sharks, so you that it's nothin' to me to go ahead and dun 'em all [Chorus] We gon' (bow) Send 'em up We gon' (huh) Bend 'em up We gon' fuck on his sister if she treat a nigga like he's somethin' regular I'm in my bag I need the cash [Outro] (yeah) They gon' need big on us We ain't fuckin' around (yeah) (grr)

Gravity feat. Jana Hunter

Gravity Has a hold on you See it as a way out Sink into it Lay (down) Let It pass over you Let Let pass The grinding stone (grinding stone) Let nothing stop you From being alone We Never spoke again It was never the same You Stayed I kept (On) Let It pass over you Let Let pass The grinding stone (grinding stone) Let nothing Stop you From being alone Gravity Has a hold on you See it as a way out Sink Into it Lay down Let It pass over you Let, Let pass the grinding stone Let nothing stop you From being alone

Half hearted apology

Herd about it in a truck stop in Bristol Called a friend that we both used to know How you met him and you soon would be married You hoped I'd show I know what you meant what you said I wish I meant what I did Anyway I'm sorry Any way I'm sorry Anyway I'm sorry So sorry now 17, had a truck and your trust in me I drove them both 'bout as far as they'd go Lookin' back I can see how I hurt you Just cause I could I wouldn't take back the years I've already cashed in your tears Anyway I'm sorry Any way I'm sorry Anyway I'm sorry So sorry now I had a plan to get all dressed up And all messed up And take you down Seven years holding tight to a memory They're bleeding scars from a fist like a rose Looking back I can see how I hurt you Just cause I wanted to My sister says I should heal You said I stole your idea Wasn't it your idea? I'm sorry Any way I'm sorry Anyway I'm sorry So sorry now Anyway I'm sorry Any way I'm sorry Anyway I'm sorry So sorry now

It Was A Very Good Year

[Verse 1: Jaye Bartell with Emily Easterly] When I was seventeen, it was a very good year It was a very good year for small town life and soft long nights I'd hide from the lights and it's all some sheen When I was seventeen [Verse 2: Jaye Bartell] When I was twenty-one, it was a very good year It was a very good year for city life and living under stairs In the perfumed air I came undone When I was twenty-one [Verse 3: Jaye Bartell] When I was thirty-five, it was a very good year It was a very good year for breaking things like mirrors and machine Here comes the white limousines that the medics drive When I was thirty-five [Verse 4: Jaye Bartell] But now my days are short, I'm in the autumn of the year And now I think of my life as vintage wine from fine old kegs From the brim to the dregs, it poured sweet and clear Get me out of here

Breaking Up Somebodys Home

Laying round home alone On a rainy night like this Starving for your love Hungry for just one kiss Heavy rains up ahead On my window pane Beats so loud and clear Words just spelled your name I got nowhere to turn to Tired of being alone I feel like breaking up somebody's home I know it's useless Hanging on when you belong to someone else Can't fight the feeling Oh after all I didn't make myself Last night I cried so hard I believe I caught a chill Can't control the vibrations Oh my heart just won't stand still Got nowhere to turn Tired of being alone Feel like breaking up somebody's home I know it's useless Hanging on when you belong to someone else Can't fight the feeling Oh after all I didn't make myself I got nowhere to turn to Tired of being alone Feel like breaking up somebody's home I got nowhere to turn to Tired of being alone Feel like breaking up somebody's home Here I come, baby... Like breaking up somebody's home...

Life of Leisure

[Chorus] Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure [Verse] Time moves along You don't have to worry anymore Time moves along You don't have a job, I got four [Chorus] Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure [Bridge] Lover of the life of leisure Love to love you but I'm not leave ya Lover of the life of leisure Love to love you but I'm not leave ya [Chorus] Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure Why you want to waste away Lover of the life of leisure Lover of the life of leisure [Verse] Time moves along You don't have to worry anymore Time moves along You don't have a job, I got four

MIND ARIES INTRO

Tell me how you see it Tell me what it be tell me how you see it Half of your reality a fallacy I use my eyes to look and use my mind to see And I don't mind if you lie cause I can tell the difference I don't mind if you lie cause I ain't really listening I don't mind if you lie just look me in the eye I don't mind just keep in mind you scarred for life You feel the presence of my spirit nigga that's the difference God body All my pleasures in life simple Like I said I'm wealthy it's time to get rich You scared to take risks my resonation different Tell me how you dream say what you believe A Martian like this you ain't ever seen it And what you see is what you getting baby come and see I got royalty pumping through my bloodstream Lot of y'all niggas looking like you scared to die You wanna know what it's like look me in the eye Life or death nigga like me could tell the difference It's 1s and 0s nigga tell me how you really living And I don't mind if you lie cause I can tell the difference I don't mind if you lie cause I ain't really listening I don't mind if you lie just look me in the eye I don't mind just keep in mind you scarred for life I said if you scared to die you ain't alive Nigga vibing hard I feel like Osiris Well dressed jaab keep the zootie polished I feel like the greatest rapper under 25 Sun hitting on her skin she looking mighty fine I feel this gold on my skin feeling mighty fine That's sunlight on my wrist sipping lemon lime Simplicity is how you transcend time True stories only

Amour Bijoux Bijoux

My soul My heart Are still in the dark I'm here so lost I don't wanna be a ghost Phantoms, vampires and witches in the fire Dance it's all I wanna do Amor bijoux bijoux... La discothèque is calling you Dance somebody it's always on my body Dance somebody it's always on my body Dance somebody it's always on body Dance it's all I wanna do Amour bijou bijou the diskotek is calling you (Grazie a Marco per le correzioni, e ad Alice per ancora altre)

Black White Red All Over

I wish you took back what you said...it's in my head...it's all over town in the papers to be, red...is you favorite color...and choice of flower...and the scent hangs heavy of a girl that lost her power...over me...you lost it all... Is there anything worth...fighting for So much times been wasted...all on you Chorus: i won't let you bring me down...cause your Way too much for me to carry So take your lieing eyes and leave Cause it's all over town now...it's all over town 2nd vs Your beauty is just skin deep...not where it counts Go on and pour a glass but i will not drink one ounce...of your pain...you brought it all...theres no excuses and no one to take the fall

Hit Me First

[Verse 1] Yeah I'm a prick like a cactus they threw me on the black list Right next to some fat bitch talking bout she's an actress Yo check out my track list Ya think I need practice? I think you need yo ass kicked for asking (uh uhh) [Hook] I hit the bottle like it hit me first (hit me first yea) She say her man ain't shit I bet I'm worse (I bet I'm worse yeah) I'm kinda tryna pull up out her purse (her purse yea) I took her to the track and told her work (I told her work yeah) I popped a perc I popped a perc and smirked (popped a perc) Like Papa Smurf I let my kids play in the dirt You my son and you grounded I'm taking your allowance (uhh) I parked all retarded my shit got impounded The police said the place surrounded fuck nigga I doubt it My bitch drive a Audi which means I drive a Audi I been to hell before nigga that shit wasn't even crowded I missed Satan's announcement nigga I'm higher than Towelie [Hook] I hit the bottle like it hit me first (hit me first yea) She say her man ain't shit I bet I'm worse (I bet I'm worse yeah) I'm kinda tryna pull up out her purse (her purse yea) I took her to the track and told her work (I told her work yeah) Lets go I gave that bitch a perc - Oh now you tryna flirt? She let me watch her twerk she wanna rock my merch She gave me sloppy toppy in a Jeffery shirt (jeffery) She wanna tie me down gon' get her feelings hurt (definitely) I know I'm going to hell give a fuck so what (uh) You niggas wanna hand out - y'all wanna shortcut They put me in on the short bus with a fuck haircut (uh) Thats why I'm hard on these hoes give a fuck if they nut (yo) Since police like donuts Ima do some donuts I turn the radio up to shut the hoe up Now who you wanna be like when you niggas grow up? God sent me to hell I ain't fucking show up (uh)

On Site

(Hook Drinkwatershane) What it do, baby are you down to cruise Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you On sight she gonna fuck me on site And you know she throw it back Yeah shawty ride it right (X2) (Verse Drinkwatershane) We got no time, yeah shawty no time And you know it’s not a movie so we can’t rewind Unwind yeah baby unwind I don’t wanna be the one who made you leave it all behind Imma hella of a guy, girl I want you on my side and the way you move your body yeah you got me hypnotized Memorized when you look me in the eyes Run your fingers through my hair when I’m gripin on your thigh (Hook) What it do, baby are you down to cruise Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you On sight she gonna fuck me on site And you know she throw it back Yeah shawty ride it right (X2) (Verse 2 Crick) What it do, imma pull up in the coupe Why you stay in baby wanna do this all for you Talk is cheap unless you talkin truth We can end it right now, but that’s just not me and you Cause I got dreams of taking you to places you ain’t never seen look into your eyes I know you destined for the better things I text you what it do, you always ask me what we’re tryna be I just hit you back with this mp3 and let’s it say (Hook) What it do, baby are you down to cruise Yeah it’s late night and you know I got my eyes on you On sight she gonna fuck me on site And you know she throw it back Yeah shawty ride it right

Bury Bury Pink Gril

Sometimes I can't find the right words And that's when I know it hurts That I can't find what I should Very Nice is what you would Say if I asked what to do And I know that's you'd come through Pink tones light more than your skin What should I say? Bury bury pink grill Come to say hello Maybe someday I can Finally let you know Bury bury pink grill Let me in your life Show me how to live so Very very nice Bury bury pink grill More than just a friend Even if it's bad board Love can never end Bury bury pink grill Come into my dreams Stay with me forever Fantasy supreme Maybe if I call you nice I can finally have my Desires with grill I do love Like an angel from above Say if I asked what to do Will I know that you'd come through Pink grill, if you say yes What should I say?

Jesus Everyday

Aw blacks and blondes wild in the street Six o'clock news half the world's got nothing to eat But you were a young man, fought in a good war Now you look around and wonder Who you were fighting for Still there is one thing that can't be denied Reach out your hand he will walk by your side From the hell we have made here all The way to Peter's gate Talk about Jesus, Jesus everyday Got a place down in Florida, been There since fifty two Now it's practically a foreign Country, all the spics and jews Niggers and ingrates, that's what taxes are for White shoes, welfare, Cadillacs, every kind of whore Still there is one thing they can't take away You've got your bible, you've got your faith In the fire of this time, some will be saved I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday Jesus everyday Thank God there is one thing that can't be denied Reach out your hand he will walk by your side From the hell we have made here all The way to Peter's gate I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday Jesus everyday I'm talkin' 'bout Jesus, Jesus everyday Jesus everyday Talkin' 'bout Jesus Talkin' 'bout Jesus Jesus Talkin' 'bout Jesus Jesus Jesus Jesus Jesus

Breakdown

[Intro] Do you wanna' breakdown? [Verse 1] You're a rockstar And the media got your name You can't blame the claim of the rich and famous But I got something in my back pocket That I think'll stop that [?] [Refrain] Breakdown, breakdown [Verse 2] Do you think you got it so bad I want it bad like you And all the money you made and all the meat you screwed And listen to and maybe I'll walk you through I'm a loser with nothing left to lose [Refrain] Breakdown, breakdown Breakdown, breakdown [Chorus] Me and my shadow We like to pretend You be my lover Baby, I'll be your friend What started confused And now is starting to bend But you can't break me down [Verse 3] You save a message of me through the TV I'll probably add it to you, you didn't believe me After fifteen minutes come to me And tell me do you believe me now? [Refrain] Breakdown, breakdown Breakdown, breakdown [Chorus] Me and my shadow We like to pretend You be my lover Baby, I'll be your friend What started confused And now is starting to bend But you can't break me down You finally found me under your skin And all the world will know who I am The one who makes you break [Bridge] [Chorus] Me and my shadow We like to pretend You be my lover Lover, I'll be your friend The world is amused And the critics are panned You can't break me Break me down [Outro] Breakdown, breakdown Breakdown, break me down Break me down, break me down You can't break me Break me down

Falsely Undaunted

[Instrumental] [Outro] I want y'all to sing that song again at the end, okay? We go home on that song right there Don't forget, your jobs depend on it