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Old 06-08-2018, 04:08 AM   #1
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"Facing Life" (2010)

Default Facing Life.
...I didnt mean to do it... didnt wanna see him die
it wasnt me, it was the music and the drugs I was high!
as far as you're concerned I don't got no fucking eyes
you can give me life, close the door and say goodbye
these dudes are straight up killers I aint gonna testify...

...son, a man's dead.. and you better tell me why
we found him shot five times slumped on the roadside
his daughter was just 5, he was full of pride, he had a beautiful bride
his future got stolen... it was brutally denied, by you and your tribe
you're mine motherfucker, there's nowhere you can hide...

...the gun wasnt mine, was just along for the ride
this motherfucker fought, i don't know why! all we wanted was his ride...
...it's just a bad mistake, I thought the gat was fake
I was half baked... smoking crack it was late
we were in the trap all day, damn. I hadnt even ate!...

... man, it's too late... your homies singing next door
he said you were the one that brought the gun to score
you came undone and left him bloodied on the floor
of that escalade, he left you played, but yo, there's much more
we got footage of the crime from the corner store...

*tears*...sir, i'm fucking poor.. i saw my daddy die, when i was just 4
I was never hardcore... never wanted war...
look around my neck, it's the cross of the lord!
noone cares about my prayers, even God ignores
the kinda life my family needs I cannot afford!...

... 100 years inside a cell will be your just reward
you only got one life, but they might give you triple that
let me play you this clip, see that bulge in your back?
kid, you were strapped, that's why he died...& that's that
you aint a victim cuz you're black... you're just living proof that this is how niggas act.....
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"Just Stop" (2010)

I fight for every breath, this is life or death
coffins put to rest, or in the light just blessed
turn right or turn left, it's a vice like meth
fuck a devil in a white dress I might confess
how i failed that test, a self righteous mess
knowledge is a curse, a prophecy reversed
floating on an ocean, dying of thirst,
cries of the cursed, victimized at birth
when you lose all hope, the bad times gets worse
like a bubble 'bout to burst, gotta grind till the first
find myself immersed in what I find perverse...
..feeling so empty in a world so full
everything that tempts me, boils down to bull
shit, even in a small town, triggers get pulled
it's just that dull, fascinated by the skulls
that get left behind, gods best design
flawed as fuck, maybe god's just a shmuck
a flock of ugly ducks, reap a crop off of luck
I took alot of acid and we chopped it up
the truth is He knows as much as We do
I'd give you my soul for a couple of brews
hate continues to grow, but the love breaks through
like the sun in haiti, motherfuckers hate me
label me crazy, cuz i've been stuck lately
in strange dimensions, people crave attention
feign affection while they claim a section,
style remains a reflection of the gravest invention
that gave us attention, faith is so tempting
enslaved perception, easily tamed that gain aggression
got us changing up the questions, the school of scarred thoughts
in pre school they gave us rulers and the yardage of the plot
dug for fools and bloody tools was off the charts so just stop.
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Old 06-08-2018, 04:49 AM   #3
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"Skeleton Keys ft. abnorm" (2010)

We got you open now, don't try to fight this
Abnorm is positive, and Priest is Christ-less
Move thoughts forward one by one
son to sun, run forest run
crumb by crumb, leave you numb and dumb
Always remember where you got 'em from
we lock it son, got shit done
That's the source, the key to life
Unlock the door and see what you find
breathe and shine, breed your kind
Free up your mind, release the chains
I know it's not easy TRY to ease the pain
seize and gain, let freedom reign
pour a bottle out for those we'll never see again
It's been said before, I'll say it once more
Continue to shine right through the rainstorm
try to get your mind right, the path gets worn
hearts get torn, wander through a strange dorm
cum stained porn...I slowly regain form..
maggots swarm, we change the norm.
Focus on the plus side, try to brainstorm
I love underground hiphop while I skateboard
Can't wait to record, can't wait to lace tracks
slave to the boards, the bass is crack
I love hearin' the mixdown on the playback
mix it all down, take a line off that...
Such a warm vibe even under a grey sky
This is lyrical therapy so you can stay fly...
rhymes chiseled by Pericles, crazy high..
like gothic cathedrals, often evil, a strange supply
blazing on the red eye, breaking down Pi
drinking straight rye, amazed I survived
on faith I rely.. everyday dei-cide..
I fight this curse, but it cant be denied
I know there's something murderous raging inside
what I wrote is the furthest thing from sanctified
quote the serpent stinging while the angels cried
take your bride, split her legs wide, let you decide
hanging off the side of an icy slope, mangled by pride
yeah, it's nice to hope, when your reason's fried
being righteous is a joke when your freedom is denied
there's a vice and a yolk on those dreams that you hide
the secrets you confide, that power and hate have demonized
the reason I'm alive Is I found a way to see through the lies
they can change their disguise, but they're still the same guys
Brutus and Judas want a piece of the pie,
brutalized youth, they'll be what they buy
you be you, and i'll be I...the truth is too elusive man, why even try?
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"albino rhino" (2010)

been the same places, walked the same roads...
seen the same faces, talked the same code
& crossed the same globe.
dreams that we chased, so often they sold...
for cheap, keep it basic as all that I know...

might be foot O, but i'll fight the 5-0
write until my spine glows, light the white rhino
watch the di roll... ignite the vinyl
decisive, final, my right?.. survival.
time's too slow, can you define??...no.
gotta die to grow... but we're putting on a fine show
9 years old.... he knows how a 9 he loads
...he ain't gonna make 18 years old.....

..that's way too cold...

....that's exactly what you said to me... but now you're dead to me...
....the books that you read to me, bullshit you fed to me... psshhhtt.
..now I'm looking at your effigy, tripping off what's left of we...
..our crooked memories, I got symptoms, medically..
like cooking up amphetamines... twisted aesthetically
shook, but best believe... i'm frisking my destiny
took what the rest would leave... and chiseled in my memory.....
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"Jabber Walk" (2010)

on the cold dark night of my soul,
she sparked light and the glow
was hard to fight or control
from parts I didnt know,
uncharted flight of the crow,
as far as either could go..
I hated you, what was sacred too
It's crazy but it's true, you made me who
I am today, and yeah, I played the fool
I can't save my crew from a fate so cruel
today is new, I make my own rules
the skies are blue, faith is the tool..
that opens possibilities, choked by hostility
it stokes my ability and lets me know Im really free
I toast to infinity and hope for humility
knowing that we kill to be, just this, bupkiss
fuck bliss, justice is enough of a risk
went from bowing your head, to razors stuck in your wrist.
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"Wormfood" (2009)

i'm an odd individual, flawed, a criminal
thoughts are too cynical, wanna be mystical
honestly, hypocritical, like god is so pivotal
still caught up in these rituals, locked in this habitual
typical, analytical, political train of thought
that left my spirit derailed and my brain unlocked
fearfully impaled, already laying in my plot
I should change my life, can barely change my socks
quick to say that I should stop, planted the seed, but couldn't raise the crops
it's the way it's gotta be, I'm just taking stock
torn between freedom and obeying the clock
tick tock, tick tock, till the day it stops and the curtain drops
just trying to stay on top, of the herd, the flock
i don't know if you've been told, if you heard or not
you only get one shot, everything returns to the dirt and rots...
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"The Climb" (2009)

the morning spoke in tongues... through light
something born out of hope that couldn't trust the night
or pay the toll, he saw another life
another chance to grow and make something right
before his mother woke, he was out of sight
a letter on her bed... like he was better off dead
before she even read it... she knew what it said
all he saw was red through the greyhound window
escaped through sound and counted all his sins, slow
now he's fate bound, the amount of bullshit he knows
surrounds him, he's bound, he starts to drown as the city grows
the more he sees the less he knows
the more he needs, the less he owes
a tortured seed that was blessed to glow
got absorbed by the streets & the wretched show
but called by the beaches and the plateaus
had to let it go.... and seek higher ground
the path was a road on a map he found
tracking his soul like a basset hound
all he had was the clothes on his back, he's crowned
the last from the old school to pass it down
chalk and cardboard, stalking a forgotten lord
chopping thoughts with a sword, striking an odd chord
caught up in the horde, but moving on toward
something else, never really felt no kinda love for himself
now he's marching on, across suburban lawns
sparked by the dawn, somehow it turned him on
the role of stranger, got to know his anger
was told by the scrolls no one's alone in the manger
but he couldn't get past it... took it and passed it
shoulda been outlasted, crooked tooth half wit
plastic, placid, tried to mask shit, so sarcastic
his heart was spastic, drastic, elastic, his hands are quick
uncovered buried hope, recaptured the magic
while the ferry floated on the sad and tragic
re-creations of a demon nation he was trying to escape from
his face was numbed by the winds of change in this place he had come
looking at this mountain... like a childs first step
seemed monumental... designed by Imhotep
chasing down a temple, truth is quiet if it's kept
...his stomach rumbles as he struggles through the jungle
befuddled by this puzzled feeling muzzled wants to guzzle
life with every muscle, being righteous is a hustle
he started seeing prayer flags...
half out of breath, he didn't care... taking drags
stares through heavy bags, wants to jack some spirit swag
fearlessly he tags, the moment with his mind
behold, he sees a shrine, Gary Oak leaves shine
spoke of the divine, he felt open and entwined
with a bigger web of time, accepted it was undefined
gave himself over... be a slave or a soldier
he saw a monk in the distance and said "state what you know sir"
" is faith the only cure?... can a man ever know 'pure'?
how can you be sure?... to me it's just a blur..."
the monks eyes glowed, he said " There's something I know...
but if you want grace, then succumb to what you owe.."
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"darwins nightmare" (2009)

Default darwins nightmare
the sickest part is right there--->.
living darwins nightmare
kids to hard to fight fair
twisted hearts and spiteful heirs
spittin darts or slicing hairs?
kids in the park put a price despair
switch their hearts for something nice to wear
give up on their art like anybody cared
somehow we missed the mark, now everybody's scared...

...scared to be too fat.. or too thin...
scared to be black or bare the white mans sin
scared to go outside because we're terrified within
we dont die, we multiply, but the burials are grim
eye in the sky.... we aint sharing it with him
it's I against I, bullets tear the skin
a liar always lies, but he wears a grin
there's no messiah rising but awareness spins

outta control, doubt the soul, re-route your goals
no control is sold, you cant put out the coals
getting doused the toll, might just be the WHOLE..
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"Rabbit Hole" (2009)

the devil says it's cowardice, admitting that you're powerless
but it's the first step in overcoming shit like powdered bliss
from inside a bottle... I watched so many hours just
slowly get devoured, It's nothing but miraculous
the fact I still exist.. it's pretty fucking easy to drown in the abyss
aimed towards the morgue still not sure exactly how I missed
the pain absorbed was more then I could store, a razor down the wrist
I heard the serpents hiss, all I felt was worthlessness
searching for the perfect kiss, hurting for a fix
herds of kids are murderous, servants to the third six
reverse the crucifix, observe the youth.. it's sick
we went through the same shit... the same old adage...
the strain's too much to manage, thats why the veins are ravaged
observe the black sabbath, be a slave to your habits...
carve my name into the tablets, try to cage the savage
dealing with the body, the soul.. and brain damage
nothing's real, I lost control, down the hole I chased the rabbit ....
wasted in the havoc, my faith is automatic
not a saint, but an addict, just a stranger in the attic....t
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"the abc's of infinity" (2009)

it could all be so easy like A-B-C, or 1-2-3,
but they hate to see you free, they want to fuck with me
degrade me by degrees, try to suck and squeeze
the life out my body, but im ducking em with ease
plucking em like like fleas, stuck in the breeze
I aint righteous or godly, im corrupted, diseased
just like the rest, but my life is a test
want to put to beef to rest, but this cow wont die
this curse has been a blessing... how powerful am I?
I search the sections, where you cowards wont try
you're scared to die...let the hours go by...
I prepare to fly, thats why I scour the skies
I cant help what i am, I was dealt this hand
im a selfish man, yeah, hell has been the plan
since I learned about jail cells and the klan
someday they'll find the truth like a shell in the sand
existence is something that you'll never understand...
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"pi=3.14159265" (2009)

the missing rung on jacobs ladder...I dont know whats sadder
the fact im fucked up... or the fact it doesnt matter...
the fact I fell off... or stood back up and got sucked in and shattered
crumbled and scattered...hearts were broken and the thick blood was splattered
true lies were spoken, and thats how our love was tattered
minds are open, thinking back to when something mattered
sharpies in the scabbard, and I know im just a bastard,
but there's nothing like laughter in the face of misery
waiting for disaster, wading in infinity
something gets captured in the paint so vividly
amazed at the symmetry, salvador dali's faces grin at me
sculpted out of plaster with a strange consistency
sometimes the sun shines, sometimes it rains persistently.
...but fuck the weather, wish we would have stuck together
now i gotta hold this petty grudge forever... it's a rough endeavour..
cant claim to understand 'we'...to my lust i've been tethered
I didnt mean to bunch your panties or ruffle up your feathers
I just couldnt be honest trying to think of something clever
it's always the weakest link trying to act tough as leather
give a fuck what you think, wonder why? enough, it's never
i wonder what we are like the 18th letter, fuck a vendetta
reality's adjustable, you're scared to touch the lever
like sleeping outside in the middle of december, dreaming of the embers
the remains of the flames, that used to keep us centered
musta been something pure, but nobody remembers
the only thing I know for sure... there's gotta be something better...
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