1. |
At Any Rate
02:22
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2. |
Golden Glimmer
03:35
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It was like this
and it was like that
...picture perfect with a
golden glimmer on the glass
(x4)
she was something out a movie
with her friends getting groovy
I was down the block
in a two seat, hooptie
loosely loopy
stationed at the wheel
I climbed out the passenger
side seat blindly
must've followed her perfume
cause I don't recall the view
but tunnel vision, I do
I was sick to my stomach
nervous as a train wreck
that hadn't wrecked yet
full speed ahead
just realizing that
the tracks are soon to end, damn
clammy hands again
duck into the corner store
wipe em on my under shirt
as I compile words
can't make sentence
I wonder if my nervousness
will come off offensive
maybe I should give up
maybe I should head home
what's all the fuss about
just being alone
but It was like this
and it was like that
picture perfect...with a
golden glimmer on the glass
(x2)(1:38)
choke back nervous tears
and choke slam the fears
step from the shadows like
a man she wants to be near
proud and strong but
not pompous at all
won't be over baring but
be there for every fall
her pretty pig tails
both danced and flapped
in the sunshine like a
pair of angels wings
finally knowing how much
beauty and angel brings
cause i've met a lot devils
and their painful stings
too busy for love caught
up in wasteful things
she was a breath of fresh air
a taste of new haven
and if she told me to wait
i'd be more than complaisant
compliant and patient
not a day would feel wasted
(cause) it was like this
and it was like that
picture perfect...with a
golden glimmer on the glass
(x3) (2:28)
I guess I was a fool
cause I kept my head high
and maintained my stride
while stepping towards the group
now all her friends saw
couldn't stop looking at me
made a hole in their circle
opened wide for your daddy
put my right foot forward
dropped to my back knee
held a soda pop top
and asked her marry me
I said I don't know you
but I can see you're an angel
and it'd be wrong for us
to ignore what fate pulled
out of it's hat pre wrapped
and gave us as a gift
so in the spirit of that
I extend to you this
it's not a diamond ring
but it's an honest man's promise
if you accept this a
bright future is upon us
and i'll carry you all the way
in sickness and in health
I first saw you today
you made my heart melt (repeat hook x2 at end)
this is a way i've never felt
and I don't want to let it slip
if could just get your name, everything'd be okay
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3. |
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Adele remix audio doctor
can't you feel me near you, hear you are telling me i'm nothing
once again, once again
I thought that we we're friends
but it looks like you just want to walk all over me, I guess
so just go ahead...(go ahead)
I won't stop you I won't stop you I won't even try to block you
see my hands behind my back
tied to belt around my waist
trying to prevent this now would
just be more of your time that I waste so I won't hesitate
to take a punch take a smack take your words to the face swallow my pride
and run the race
or what little of it remains
left from what we'd run together
through our happier days
I don't plan go far
guess i'll see you on your visits
cause you know when i'm away from home I get sick from the distance
it just builds in my stomach
I don't know why I love it
sub city bi-product
why hide from what you loved
in the end you'll wind up stuck
with everything shoved
into the closet full of bones
can't you feel me near, hear you
are telling me nothing
once again, once again
what thoughts running in your head
since you're not speaking, maybe you're thinking you should run instead
gloves are down heels off
time to run from feeling lost
new city in a new state
new life with a new mate
but a hearts the hardest part
of someone you'll ever have to break so the gloves are on, and heels high time to give this another try
hope he loves like you love him
I hope you rightfully crushed him
so you can come dust him off enough was already lost
time build again and you
put the first puzzle piece in
but that's not your voice screaming from the upstairs bedroom
what's this meaning
what's the reason
never mind you'll find
some like you....
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4. |
Never Come Back
03:47
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Never come back klaanegemaane
Ma’ can you hear me? I’m going far
Papa can you hear me? I’m going far
Old friends can you hear me? I’m going far
Old friends can you hear me? I’ll never come back
I’m going far
Traveling a new path
Keep your eyes off the window
I’ll never come back (x4)
(0:45)
See this one night
...I was king in a momentary Second of your silence
I saw the light
I give no damn if you noticed
Due to the motion of your eyelid
It can be partially depicted
By the color of your iris
And the trail that it project
Though out the darkness that I live Illuminating shadowed corners
Of lost corridors that I left
Quietly buried for years
Next to the peers
That I intentionally forced
Off of the dock into wars
With their mentally repressed self Hidden outside of the lines
That everyone reads between Close both your eyes
Now tell me what you see
See it’s just me in the dark
With no tricks up my sleeve
No antennas to tell me words
That my lips can’t leak
But I’m sick of being me Twisted at the torso
And I’m sick of being neat But I’ve got to clean more so I’m dying hopeless
Here’s the diagnosis
A sick individual who
Don’t eat enough now Grew up in a tough crowd Lucky my growth spurt spit And decided to hit quick
Or else I’d be malnourished Now and hungry as shit
I’m skinny as a twig
With a dense set of muscle
Never learned the hustle
Decided I’d work for it
Cutting the dead weight and dirt Off my life like a proper florist Skull as thick as fucking forest Brain enchanted as a castle
No monkey for ya back
I am nobody’s hassle
(1:52)
I’m going far
Traveling a new path
Keep your eyes off the window
I’ll never come back (x4)
(2:15)
Who you know as fresh as this With a flow that could invoke a lisp Who you know as fresh as this With a flow that roped an eclipse Open up your drought book
So I can show it a real flow
Water in my words
Like I hydrate my verbs
You were born to ride
That why you’ve got a Seabiscut And he’s fast and all
But you get tired of the land
I was born to fly with my Nine Skybiscuts
And I bloom beautiful As a hibiscus
And while we were saving grace
We never stopped to save your name But I know you’ve got a case
So, you can state your claim
Now just open up your face
And I’ll listen while you explain
But you’re persuasive as a face lift
So my views remain the same
That’s why I peaced at the cross roads For you to take the right path
While I up and left home
And I’ll never come back
Living under circumstances that Taught me how the grow up quick There’s too much life to live
To sit and piss it in the wind
You would have seen hint
If you weren’t so busy as shit Charging a hurricane with
Your dribbling dick in your fist
Now you’re just muttering bullshit Letting it slip from your lips
It’s been about time to get a grip
Tell me who got smoked in
In that last bong rip
I don’t see the glass coughing
Or dissatisfaction with
Itself and all it looks lost in
But I see that in you often
That smile means nothing
Marching around
Like the world owes you something
Time to grow up Kids...
(x8)
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5. |
Decibels
04:15
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Hiphop beat 19
I move slow in a trance through the darkness stuck in a dance with
the bones of the heartless they don't know I exist
I don't know how to live
glued to hollow bliss
through a pair of cold lips
I don't know how to part from this let alone how I started it
up in my apartment
the pen met parchment purposely
so the tip wouldn't stick
only ink perfectly
fill the script nourish me
I need this doctor don't you see flick your wrist, hurry please pass another match stick
till the gas can catch it
so close to home
yet I feel so cold
like I felt that in my marrow
dealt another narrow
minded moron with a plan scripted upon his hand
like he won't sweat it off
or smear it when he coughs
don't sweat it kid
i've met a lot of dim wits
who think a spark of inspiration should be considered a gift
and that it'll last longer
than it was ever meant to live
if they try to take it back
realizing their mistake
then just make a fist and
pray they wall don't make it break cause they get stronger and faster every second that you wait
and they spit a fresher flow
then you could ever think to make with a pen that fell upon them
at the dawn of the horizon
with that feather in my grip
and I will never quit rhyming
moving through the groove
like I knew it through and through booming through you
like I knew you too
and everything you love
i'm in everything you touch
I move slow in a trance through the darkness stuck in a dance with
the bones of the heartless they don't know I exist
I don't know how to live
glued to hollow bliss
through a pair of cold lips
I don't know how to part from this let alone how I started it
up in my apartment
the pen met parchment purposely
so the tip wouldn't stick only ink perfectly
fill the script nourish me
don't you hear me screaming or does no one open ears now I hear you scheming
against me with fears now
I know you're shy and quiet but your talk appears loud never been compliant
but fuck it i'll cheers now (x2)
...here's how
raise a hand
drop your glass
cover your mouth
and hold your shit hole closed till the death of your fucking rap sick of ignorant crap
misleading what people think about my own different thing
it's a whole new kind of ring you don't box near me
the truth is I fear belief faith and trust
another tear drips
but it falls like dust i'm not the only one
to feel so crushed
it's everyone it's everything
it's them it's us
but I only tremble
in a room with you
I can spit into this booth
like who the hell knew
this kid held anything more than a snooze button pressed in
even my closest friends never could have guessed it
and most of them now
still can't attest it
how could they chest it
when they don't have the heart to turn and face themselves most of them yearn
for an easier hell
unable to tell
still when the sky fell
choking in an exhaust ridden cloud with no help
only your god
knows what I felt
and I can only imagine
all you were dealt
I can only imagine
we move slow
while the world moves fast chasing a future
overcome by a past
that has long been cast
to the buried shadows that we never look back at scratched till the last bit
of nail broke off, so lost and I fear what we gained will never be worth all
the pain that it caused
and all the better parts
of us, the journey cost
and all the better parts
of us the journey cost
burn that note
that's all that's it
all she wrote
while the candle stayed lit lucky I don't need even a a bit of light to spit actually I prefer it
though i've been polite since you stepped in
and flipped the light switch i've remained calm
forced to face the storm
and the wreckage left behind from how far i've gone
I hated who I was
but now I stand afraid
of what i've become
a monster to some
a monster so young
just another boy
or a man with a gun
used to be a toy
but those games are done
these bullets are real
and they hit you with the decibels
these bullets are real
and they hit you with the decibels
these bullets are real and they hit you with decibels decibels
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6. |
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One after another
they moved so fluent
but they didn't step through it together they took
their leaps and bounds
i've never shook
the screams they let out
oh that sound
echoes in my head
so damn loud
so loud, pick
a pitiful flower
pluck another pedal
i'd do it myself
but here making metal
some to break the trees
and some to vacate
each broken piece
then some to take
the space where mother nature laid her, seeds
I don't want to speak
please leave
I come in peace
but i've got to eat
and we've got little ones
we need to feed
I grew up in your branches
I hope you understand this
is nothing personal
I don't want to hurt you
I understand fully, what
life is worth to you
thank you for supporting
a roof over my head
with the various dimensions
of all of your legs
if you weren't already dead, from being processed
then you must have suffocated being covered by the paint (x3)
...
you must have suffocated ....
you must have suffocated
(1 36)
your life was perfect
your life was beautiful
i'm always nervous
nothing seems suitable
you weep through your willows we weep in our pillows
and sleep just the same
at the end end of each day
with nothing much say
we walk passed our own
that are hungry cold
left without a home
not a change in our face
just a forward glare
cause I don't quarter
in my pocket I can spare
and I don't have the time
to find out if they're sincere
but I don't think, no
I don't think you would care you'd bend a branch
before they could even ask
help them start a fire
to turn parts of you in ash
feed it when it gets low
and he's asleep, and
doesn't seem to know
choking in the smoke, but
no you won't complain
and you won't worry about him telling people your name
you'll be okay with
no one knowing all
that you did that day
since after all, that
wasn't why you did it
in the first place
in the first place
when I first saw you
you were tall
you were reaching for sun
and you reflected
every last bit of it's
luminescent essence
and when I came back to find you and stood
right where I always
stood right beside you
...I stood on concrete
...in the shadow
...of a structure
that scraped the sky
for only a moment
before it punctured ...where did I go?
...why did I leave? ...where have I been? ...where did they take you? ...what did they make you? ...into....
how can I fix this?
...i've made a mistake
I let you down
while I went to break ...myself
...and waste
everything I was dealt
all that my mother
and my father put their nails to the floor and
dug for
...and what do I have
to show for
since I'm not dead, from being processed
i'll probably suffocate in the mask I made (x3)
i'll probably suffocate ...
i'll probably suffocate in the mask I made....
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7. |
Pen Strokes In The Dark
04:29
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You're gone, shit, you
left a long time ago
but the cigarette smoke won't
come out the cloths you'd out grown before you skipped town
and left me home alone
with your posters on wall
and that bottle of cologne
meed in the mug
and that shattered house phone
you didn't take much
so the time it took was long
to piece together that you're gone
a lot of staring at the lawn
covered in dead leafs
born from lifeless
silent trees
but how they scream
in the slightest breeze
waiting for the squeak of
your near dead breaks and your headlights to pour in
and drown out the darkness
life's been hard since
you up jumped ship
but I can't blame you
I don't even really know if
you were able to swim
maintain your head above the
water you stepped in
but you left me here
with a whole lot of goblins
and no escape path
no way to stop them
but my heart lives it
fosters a flame
what it cost is to blame
for what it caused and became
a closet of fame
with a monsters name
and what I chalked up to gain just don't compare to
what I lost to decay
that day, that day(x2)
(Repeat “movin on” through sample every 1st beat)
moving on up
if I can't hold it down
MY shoulders are to blame
got a name to maintain
and I can't stay in your shadow
when it ceased to exist
got my own life to live
and a pair of lips to spit
look I got a fist
and a mic and it fits
look I got a closet
filled with egg crates and gifts unwrapped ready to give
to these under exposed kids
who aren't ready to hear this
passion from pure bliss
I don't even want the money
fuck the cheddar
fuck the cheese
i've been stacking tracks
since I was thirteen
steady honing a flow
that on it's own could be the beat and you can freely see that
in the A Capella’s that I bleed
you watched me grow, then
I watched you leave
you don't stop to say hello
but my fingers keep the peace
cause you'll be back I know, this I don't just believe (x2)
(repeat “i've grown” through 2nd part of sample every 1st beat)
(starts at end samples line) i've grown from a poem
to a distinctly broken stolen omen
coped with the open
ly hopeless closed in
choices chosen
for they're backwards motion like what you dove in

and the water looked great, how could I not leap and taste it
lips of new haven
on a Livestrong bracelet
break it, face it
I don't need to embrace it physically to make it
a reality safely
I remember faintly
things you would say to me between stopping in
then leaving again
never helping with the ghosts that were creeping in announcing when here
with nails on the door
like they had my fear
but they wanted more
found the power of a pen after drawing on my desk and i'll never forget
the strength it came with
like I couldn't cave in
so pen strokes in the dark wrote them off
that made me strong
maybe that's what you wanted for me all along
so thank you all
is what I meant to say
when I wrote this song (repeat as outro)
Shiki No Uta - Audiodoctor
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8. |
Always About The Music
04:07
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Hiphop beat 7
It was always about the music
I never meant to lead a life Intending to be the
Baddest or phatest of rappers I only meant to leave the life Of pretending to be different Than the rest of you bastards And look at me now
Just a classic example Caught up in the text Book binding of irony ...I don’t know what You were able all
To find in me
Pirated lifestyle
Off my brothers back
Picking up work shifts
Where all the others slack
Feel like a thief with
Heavy back pack
Disappointed in myself
But I guess that’s rap
There’s a lot I don’t get yet
And more I’ll never understand Picked up the plan
A little early in the game Expounded on it quick
As I could stand now I’ll
Never be the same man Understand that?
Well that’s easy to grasp There’s truth intertwined with The lies anyone of the blind
Will tall tell you
That you’ll only see once Whittled down to the end of Your wits sparking a cracked bic To burn the last fuse attached To the last few in
Your last pack of wicks
And that happens too quick-ly But quicker than that is when
The masses start quitting Falling off the track Tripping onto a new path Full of cracks and traps And holes in its theory But those are out of sight Plus it’s easier at first
So it feels like a reward
For doing something right Feel like a god with
A needle in your veins
Like a better version of your Self approaches
When you get that powder In your nose kid
I was blind before now
My mind is open They can see that but
They never seem to notice As is closes
Slow in the beginning
Till it slams and it locks
And there’s no light in there Placed a hand on their chest
There’s no fight left in here It was always about the music
He was popping pills When he was only 13 Now he rolls with a filthy Rat pack of fiends
Now deaf lead their blind But once upon a time We were like minded Individuals
Now we stand divided As reciprocals
But maybe he’s happier Than I am at least
For the time being I stand Feeling like a less than me
He carries a cross
And with it no guilt, pain
Or strain on his conscience
For pain that he’s caused But I don’t need a new belief
Just fresh breath to breathe And a recipe to finally
Get some rest in peace
He handed me a capsule
You can sleep with these Be the king of the castle In your god like dreams
I handed him the pills
Proceeded to pedal passed him
I love the pain that kills
But never stopped to ask him
How it’s come to feel
And if he remembers passion
What it was like when it would
Reach down and touch your shoulder Every time I shook his hand
His limp grip got colder
He’d have seen his darkness
If he could find a mirror
It’s not like he was heartless
He just couldn’t hear her
He lost the music
Even his ear drums
Forgot how use it
Another year sums
Up to downright abusive
Another tear runs
Down wipes the illusion
That thought weighs tons
So he hides from that boulder In the side of a mountain Made of bricks and mortar
In the walls surrounding
In the corner of the place
With both the windows covered This man is a disgrace
Locked his soul in the cubert Looks like another binge
His position is fetal
Harboring a syringe
With a single inch needle
A been burning candle
Half melted stuck to
The dusty wooden floor next To a hot spoon running
Parallel to the panels
His buddy’s pretty busy
At the box flipping channels Didn’t notice that his
Cold grip didn’t hold the needle Didn’t notice that his
Rigor mortis stricken fist Wouldn’t let it slip
Didn’t notice the foam
That was dripping from his lip Didn’t hear the last words
That he chose to spit
It was always about the music (x4)
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9. |
March
03:46
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The Flavor Of The Underground
I feel like I don't know
where i'm headed lately moving through the groove and the think i'm doing it
just for the food for thought cause music is one
of many muses, of course
but even it combined with
all other force
won't change the strength
of that signal pouring
from it's painful source
fill up my stomach
with an another empty void hurry up and numb it
I don't think I choice
if I did, being a youngin
made it hard to avoid
had to stick my tongue in
with a throat full of points
that had to be made
so my mouth was a bridge
that my lungs had paved
for my verbal army to
cross into your space
every word is a solider
holding a blade
the weight of a boulder
each important to say
look at them marching
into their fate
oh so brave
(hook)
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
sworn to a sword till it's worn to a knife
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
till there's no one left except me at my desk
yes you guessed it
another suggestion
don't digress just
cause you missed the message sit till you digest
the intended lesson
there's no question
of what I meant mention there's no resting
with this level of stress in
my heart and my mind
it's a different type of life
few know what it is
and most of those that do won't throw a second my way to hear what I have to say
i'll speak it anyway
for those close to my situation lost in the day to day
who can't form words
when they feel like me
left the singing for the birds and the growth to the tree given up
unable to recognize that they can't give enough
live it up
repeat what I say
you can be my little soldier speak it to the grave
look at you marching
oh so brave
(hook)
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
sworn to a sword till it's worn to a knife
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
till there's no one left except you at my desk
meet me where the sun stops
oh, you look lost
meet me where the shadow sleeps watch your feet
dance as the drum
of the battle beats, please remember me, though
i'll understand if you don't
I got a guy on come up
and he thinks i'm the bomb like I spit a liquid flow of lithium ion
sunlight, energy
by god, it's unlike
anything he's seen before
but I feel close
to the end of my rope
closing in on the noose
soon it'll move to choke though, most of all I feel
like a disappointment
really i'm just stuck wondering where the hell my voice went didn't have the chance to stand and choose the choice against joining in this walk
just another lost bark
that echoes in the shadows piss scared blank face
been steady pace for days
just look at us march though
I bet we look brave
(hook)
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
sworn to a sword till it's worn to a knife
left foot first to be followed by the right
born with a thirst to be bothered by the fight
scorn with a curse to be a swallowed by the night
till there's no one left just papers on a desk
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Genesis The 8th Chicago, Illinois
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