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A Better Place

by Bonez

Released 2015
Dark Night Records
Released 2015
Dark Night Records
More than a pointing out of the shortcomings of our social systems, a viable alternative. 'A Better Place' is an original song for The Venus Project, and introduces some aspects of a Resource-Based Economy. It basically asks "What kind of world do you want?
  • 03:23 Lyrics A Better Place (single)

    - VERSE -
    (money, money, money, money,…)
    Money isn’t what you want and I’ll prove it too/
    You really only want the things money do for you/
    You can’t eat it, drink it, it don’t keep you warm/
    You can’t stack it around you and build a decent home/
    We don’t need reform from any politicians/
    who make plants illegal for you to rot in prison/
    The thing about the system that you gotta see/
    is that it’s no longer relevant, it’s obsolete/
    We need a brand new vision for the way that we live/
    Gotta change the world before our babies get big/
    so they don’t feel a hundred and twenty degrees in the summer/
    we can put the guns down and scream “PEACE” if we wanna/
    I’m tired of living paycheck to paycheck/
    This madhouse - I’ve tried but I can’t escape it/
    I don’t blame anybody, it’s the same disease/
    we’re all plagued by money and insane with greed/
    At least we’re trained to be, it’s indoctrination/
    The elite bent on worldwide domination/
    We shouldn’t have to go to war and die for our nations/
    while the only benefits go to corporations/
    We can do much better, you can read about it/
    Resource-Based Economy, The Venus Project/
    Perpetual debt… where’s the bleepin’ logic?/
    I dream about shouting’ “Peace, I’m out this…”/
    Gonna bring you all with me if I ever get there/
    You can have abundance and access to healthcare/
    No more slave wages, it’s got to go!/
    Tryin’ to feed our kids is almost impossible/
    We all want the same things, we’re just tryin’ to live/
    You don’t want the whole pie, just a slice of it/
    So I’m-a strike a match and get right, ya dig?/
    And I wish that you all could feel as nice as this/

    - HOOK -
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!/

    - BRIDGE -
    Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out/
    and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting …/
    let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting/
    Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out/
    and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting …/
    let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting/

    - VERSE -
    I don’t wanna tell you how to live, make up your own damn mind/
    You don’t like how I feel? Cool homie, that’s fine/
    We don’t have to kill each other over it though/
    Do you, I’ll do me, we move forward and roll/
    That’s what grown folk do! There is NO utopia!/
    We stop improving… the show is over, so…/
    …you got an idea? Man, I’m glad to listen/
    A whole lot more UNITY, …that’s what’s missing./

    - HOOK -
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!/


    - BRIDGE / END -
    Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting ……let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting ……let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting


    ‘A BETTER PLACE’
    original song for The Venus Project
    www.TheVenusProject.com 
    song & lyrics: BONEZ
    music: Joshua Taylor


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    - 'UN MEJOR LUGAR' (una canción original para el Proyecto Venus) - 

    ¿Que pasaría si todo el dinero del mundo desaparece de repente? Mientras tenemos tierras arables, las fábricas, el personal técnico y otros recursos existen, podríamos construir todo lo que quisiéramos y cumplir la mayor parte de nuestras necesidades.

    El dinero no es lo que quieres y te lo demostraré/
    Realmente sólo quieres el dinero por lo que puedes hacer con el/
    No te lo puedes comer, no te lo puedes beber, no te mantiene caliente/
    No puedes acumularlo al tu alrededor  y construir una casa decente/
    No necesitamos la reforma de cualquier político/
    que hacen que las plantas sean ilegales para que te pudras en la cárcel/
    Lo que pasa con el sistema que tienes que ver/
    es que ya no es relevante, es obsoleto/
    Necesitamos una nueva visión de la forma en que vivimos/
    Tenemos que cambiar el mundo antes de que nuestros bebés crezcan/
    para que no se sientan a ciento veinte grados en el verano/
    Podemos poner las armas hacia abajo y gritar "PAZ "si queremos/
    Estoy cansado de vivir cheque a cheque/
    Esta casa de locos - he intentado, pero no puedo escaparla/
    No culpo a nadie, es la misma enfermedad/
    todos estamos plagado de dinero y locos con la avaricia/
    Por lo menos estamos entrenados para ser, es adoctrinamiento/
    La inclinación del élite en la dominación de todo el mundo/
    No deberíamos tener que ir a la guerra y morir por nuestras naciones/
    mientras que los únicos beneficios van a las corporaciones/
    Podemos hacer mucho mejor, puedes leer sobre la.../
    ...Economía Basada en Recursos, el Proyecto Venus/
    Deuda perpetua ... ¿dónde está la lógica '?/
    Sueño con poder gritar "Adiós, estoy fuera de aquí ..."/
    Los voy a llevar conmigo si algún día llego/
    Puedes tener la abundancia y el acceso a la asistencia médica/
    No mas salarios esclavos, se tienen que ir!/
    Tratando de alimentar a nuestros hijos es casi imposible/
    Todos queremos las mismas cosas, sólo estamos tratando de vivir/
    No quieres todo el pastel, sólo un pedazo de el/
    Voy ha encender un fósforo y ponerme bien/
    Y deseo que todos ustedes podrían sentirse bien/

    Pregúntate  - ¿De verdad quieres la guerra?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Podríamos realmente acabar con la pobreza?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Vale la pena investigar?/
    Por el estrés y los tiempos difíciles que has pasado/
    Pregúntate - ¿De verdad quieres la guerra?/
    Pregúntate  - ¿Podríamos realmente acabar con la pobreza?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Vale la pena investigar?/
    Un nuevo futuro, brillante. Sin fronteras. Bienvenido Compadre.

    No soy tu enemigo, solo escúchame/
    y tendremos una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos ...../
    Vamos a tener una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos/
    No soy tu enemigo, solo escúchame/
    y tendremos una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos ....../
    Vamos a tener una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos

    No te quiero decir cómo vivir tu vida, toma tu propia decisión/
    ¿No te gusta lo que siento? Esta bien compadre/
    Pero no tenemos que matarnos  sobre nuestras diferencias/
    Tu has lo tuyo, yo haré lo mío y así  nos movemos hacia adelante/
    Eso es lo que hacen las gentes mayores! NO hay utopía!/
    Dejamos de mejorar ... se termina el cuento/
    así que ... ... tienes una idea? Compadre, me alegro de escucharte/
    Mucha más UNIDAD, ... eso es lo que falta.

    Pregúntate  - ¿De verdad quieres la guerra?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Podríamos realmente acabar con la pobreza?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Vale la pena investigar?/
    Por el estrés y los tiempos difíciles que has pasado/
    Pregúntate - ¿De verdad quieres la guerra?/
    Pregúntate  - ¿Podríamos realmente acabar con la pobreza?/
    Pregúntate - ¿Vale la pena investigar?/
    Un nuevo futuro, brillante. Sin fronteras. Bienvenido Compadre.

    No soy tu enemigo, solo escúchame/
    y tendremos una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos ...../
    Vamos a tener una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos/
    No soy tu enemigo, solo escúchame/
    y tendremos una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos ....../
    Vamos a tener una conversación - sin gritar o gritarnos

Long Dark Night

by Bonez

Released 2012
Dark Night Records
Released 2012
Dark Night Records
An energized, intellectual hybrid-Hiphop sound for lovers of beats, rhymes & life. Bonez blends elements from rap, rock & metal, as well as electronic for the sophomore follow up to 2005's 'One Man Army'. Reality-based rap music in the age of artificiality.
  • 06:00 Lyrics Persistence

    - INTRO -
    "Bah weep gragnah weep nini bong."
    ("the universal greeting" sample from the 1986 'Transformers' movie)

    - VERSE -
    It's all about getting beat down and left for dead/
    and going strong all alone when the rest have fled/
    it's about never backing down and taking the hits/
    about keeping it together like a braid and a twist/
    it's all about jottin' the words & playing the riffs/
    recording, mixing the ingredients & making a hit
    and getting on point like a fadeaway when it swish/
    whether you sober, getting crunk or inhaling the piff/
    it's all about catching the vibe and spreading the feeling/
    cuz you know they gotta have it like sexual healing/
    it's about discovering yourself, projetcing, revealing,/
    and pushing the product like you're a veteran dealing/
    it's about looking at a hater straight in the face/
    and not letting him phase you, let 'em say what he say/
    it's about knowing your strengths and knowing your weaknesses/
    and to yourself, being the dopest emcee there is!/
    it's all about having versatility/
    manipulating words like a surgeon lyrically/
    tweaking the music until you're sure you feel the beat/
    until you feel them shaking with that nervous energy/
    it's all about understanding your craft/
    and knowing how to pull a rabbit out the magical hat/
    hacking Orcs to pieces with your battling axe/
    or getting pyrotechnical and having a blast/
    it's all about showing love to your crew/
    but understanding that nobody better come before you/
    and that the next man's hustle's got nothing to do/
    with the moves you gotta make so don't get stuck like a fool/
    running round and round in circles chasing your tails/
    and not taking any risks cuz you're afraid that you'll fail/
    go and catch you a big fish, turn a page in your tale/
    like Captain Ahab baiting a whale/

    - HOOK -
    I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
    y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
    dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
    twenty four seven open up the shop for business/

    - VERSE -
    It's about looking in the mirror everyday/
    and not caring that you're pushing thirty, getting the grays/
    not letting these trivial number get in the way?
    just like it's never too late for you to get into shape/
    it's all about never letting anybody define you/
    they talk behind your back bcuz they're riding behind you/
    that means you two steps ahead, drive by 'em like I do/
    you're hating's too weak to be dividing up my crew/
    it's all about loyalty to the fam/
    the ones you know that you could trust with a key to the pad/
    having them for the ride, never leaving 'em back/
    let's have a party at my crib for peepin' the tracks/
    it's all about having no regrets/
    having peace in your soul when you go to rest/
    man, I've made a few omelets and broke some eggs/
    but I've got both hands and both my legs/
    for this long road to walk holding wifey's hand/
    it might be a beach and it might be sand/
    it might be a dark night, we might be damned/
    but as long as she's with me, I ain't frightened, man/
    it's all about saying "F it!" sometimes, know what I mean?/
    say whatever you wanna but you ain't slowing the dream/
    every word out your mouth, straight baloney to me/
    I'm-a walk like the big macaroni with cheese/
    it's all about just believing in self/
    and serving y'all the sweetness like Keebler the elf/
    go ahead and curse my album to never leaving the shelf/
    but if I'm-a be damned, bet I'm-a see you in hell/
    it's all about never being all about just one thing/
    keeping your listeners guessing, keeping 'em wondering/
    too many done thuggish and too many have done "bling"/
    too many of y'all need a hug you ugly ducklings/

    - HOOK -
    I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
    y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
    dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
    twenty four seven open up the shop for business/

    - BRIDGE -
    Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/
    C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/

    - VERSE -
    it's about facing odds, saying "I have to beat this!"/
    like the prince of Zamunda chasing after Lisa/
    sharpening your saw so you can hack a deep cut/
    you can have a real woman, or keep tappin' cheap sluts/
    digging in your pants for your platinum visa/
    you can freestyle, or you can write a master thesis/
    you can take bad advice from ass backwards people/
    or learn from your own mistakes, man you need to/
    it's all about having no shame in your game/
    don't be that one that take their dignity and trade it for fame/
    get to chillaxin' every now and then and lay in the shade/
    and when you're ready to get pumped like an inflatable/
    dame put the pedal to the metal and remember to breathe/
    and when you get an instrumental, be the better emcee/
    every letter that you're penning better definitely/
    be incredible, you get to represent for the beat/
    so make it bang hardcore like a conjugal visit/
    cuz the game's all yours if you're on top of your business/
    a little rainfall pouring shouldn't bother your picnic/
    remain y'all's course and stay strong to the finish/
    it's all about persistence, duke it out to round seventy/
    stomp a Shelbyville-an by the hometown lemon tree?
    even if you come out of the win missing eleven teeth/
    live to see your first born born some November week/
    live to see your childhood homie getting married/
    get together, act a fool like you're Moe, Curly and Larry/
    get to loookin' pimpin', pay a visit to the hair cutter/
    and if he don't do you right, he don't get a nair nuddah/
    live to see the family pet, Coco Bear - waddup/
    I make it obvious to y'all like a scared stutter/
    it's B-O-N to the EZ, your long haired brother/
    from another mother, F-er U-cker, playa shut up and just.../

    - BRIDGE -
    Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/
    C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/


    - HOOK -
    I hock and spit bcuz I got persistence/
    y'all workhorses can't trot the distance/
    dropping hot shit so you can stop and sniff it/
    twenty four seven open up the shop for business/


    - BRIDGE -
    Listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/
    C'mon and listen to the beating of the drums through your system/
    sounding like the boss' army marching on their victim/
    lighting the beacons and calling for assistance/
    never back down, they got persistence/


    - ENDING -
    it's about dreaming and believing/
    persist, succeed and never settle, keep it moving/
    never doubt what has happened and when/
    no pain equals the end, there's wisdom in conquering/
    every challenge you meet,/
    never accept defeat/
    you keep on fighting, be it for yourself or your family/
    live so long as you breathe,/
    never seek sympathy/
    you live, you learn 'til it's your turn to go persistence is key/

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  • 04:44 Lyrics D'evil (that men can do)

    - HOOK -
    They see you & then they move/
    believe me, I tell you the truth/
    D'Evil that men can do/
    evil that men can do/

    - VERSE -
    You get slapped with the quickness for not puttin'/
    out five fingaz to the face and you get slapped in the mouth/
    tryin' to tell him no means no could get you killed/
    how it feel to receive dick against your will/
    or get Ike'd and stranded, bare ass and/
    all don't try to blame it on the alcohol/
    you can't expect respect moving as fast as y'all/
    letting him palm your ass like a basketball/
    beware D'Evil that men do without any regard/
    the wrong head is in charge, and now you're setting him off/
    cock-tease the wrong man, he cocks back a strong hand/
    open hand slap make you nap a long nap/
    at least it's better than getting popped full of lead/
    hospital bed just for not giving head/
    this dude'll pull out a pistol for no reason at all/
    trying to fill you full of his hard meat in the raw/
    people think that evil men have only one face/
    the world's too big for them to gather all in one place/
    from England, Japan, Afghanistan,/
    to the USA they give half a damn/
    cuz you could be tied up and thrown in the trunk/
    or get held for ransom by some criminal punk/
    and get fed to the pigs and ripped into chunks/
    and you beg for your life, but they ain't givin' a fuck/
    don't get cut up into pieced and then mailed to your fam/
    or get done like The Departed where they breaking your hand/
    you don't wanna be that guy getting tossed off a building/
    paraplegic, and now you've lost all the feeling/
    from the waist down, they found you all bloodied up/
    the fact that you're alive, my dude, you'z a lucky fuck/
    you'll be wishing the police had arrested you/
    getting caught the fuck up in the evil that men can do/

    - HOOK -
    They see you & then they move/
    believe me, I tell you the truth/
    D'Evil that men can do/
    evil that men can do/


    - VERSE -
    E to the V to the I to the L/
    reach far beyond the streets, man they thriving in jail/
    communicating with the block as they lie in a cell/
    and it ain't that simple that they die, go to hell/
    man, you can't kill them off like weeds in the lawn/
    better not piss them off yo, believe in this song/
    cuz they love to do dirt, they need to do wrong/
    like whiteboys in the burbs need trees in a bong/
    it's a full time job, and they're trying to get paid/
    business as usual, why would it change/
    even after they know there's wire taps on the phone/
    stone cold like Albanians trafficing hoes/
    to these low life dudes spending riches for bitches/
    what calamity, shit hits the fence and/
    fuck your family, business is business/
    pimpin' since pimpin' since pimpin' since pimpin'/
    and you know law enforcement's got rotten apples/
    everybody knows that cops are assholes/
    for no reason get thrown into the fence/
    you say police brutality, they say resisting arrest/
    better hope somebody's got the video tape/
    cuz a police state is just a criminal state/
    they're the biggest gangsters east coast to the west/
    nightstick to your face, to your throat, to your chest/
    nine broken bones a little closer to death/
    they don't show no mercy, they don't show no respect/
    we don't stand a chance, and we try living peaceful/
    we got picket signs, they got nine millimeters/
    and don't even get me started on the church's closet/
    collection plate picking your purse and pocket/
    better say a prayer cuz I curse your alter/
    this man is sick, call a nurse and doctor/

    - HOOK -
    They see you & then they move/
    believe me, I tell you the truth/
    D'Evil that men can do/
    evil that men can do/


    - BRIDGE / VERSE -
    Based on the books your prophets wrote/
    Eve ate the apple in Adam's throat/
    banned from Eden for Adam's apple/
    take any man as a bad example/
    Nagasaki, Hiroshima.../
    the devil's explosives blow shit up/
    worldwide military weaponry/
    if I speak out, they might threaten me/
    killers, thieves across seven seas/
    shooting sprees kill precious seeds/
    tax my cash by aggressive means/
    spend it on death like reckless demons/
    but my hopes will not collapse/
    i'll smoke and write lots of raps/
    Dark Night float across the map/
    spread love while they launch attacks/

    - HOOK -
    They see you & then they move/
    believe me, I tell you the truth/
    D'Evil that men can do/
    evil that men can do/


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  • 06:24 Lyrics Do You

    - VERSE -
    I spit so mean, mix so clean/
    bump it loud, there's no tip-toeing/
    wrists - no bling, shit's only/
    compensation, little dick phonies/
    i'm only here to set the mic ablaze/
    pile the ash & let it fly away/
    smile and laugh when I rhyme insane/
    slide of hand at the Try-N-Save/
    homie, I got game like Bonestorm/
    in a hiding place like old porn/
    I find my flame, fry my brain/
    my lion's mane gets so warm/
    we 3rd degree burning trees/
    serve emcees like courtesy/
    Boston jersey with the 33/
    lost and worried with your nervous tweak/
    I'm feeling fit, healing quick/
    getting ready for the worst, throwing heels and fists/
    let's just live, protect the kids/
    respect our wiz, and spread knowledge/
    I stay trying to better this man/
    rhyme in the night, and tend to the fam/
    when the sun comes up, breakfast in pan/
    P90X, hit the chest and the back/
    gotta stay strong, run around with the seeds/
    rock the mic, and cut down on the green/
    DNR, the sound of a beast stay/
    pounding the beats out loud in the streets/
    now we can see who got the classic verses/
    keep your day job, or practice, birth hits/
    can't spit like I spit, you'll have a hurt lip/
    feels so good to be back to work kids/

    - HOOK -
    See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I bring this music to life/
    you're a buffoon with a mic/
    don't try to be someone else/
    or come beg me for some help/
    just have belief in yourself/
    beat down a beat to the death/
    No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I'm bringing music to life/
    you're all confused by the hype/
    you need to embrace your talent/
    do you, and make it classic/
    with fluid grace and balance/
    I give you a taste of magic/

    - VERSE -
    I'm whooping behinds, putting the mines/
    on the ground, don't step one foot or goodbye/
    up in the sky, yo - look at him fly/
    he would've been fine, just shouldn't have tried/
    to spit uranium like I do/
    my family tree, we got the finest roots /
    only pay mind to the nicest groups/
    venomous apple, don't bite my fruit/
    and don't blame me, I didn't ask for the gift/
    like y'all didn't ask for your asses kicked/
    on any damn mic these hands can grip/
    I guess that's just life with a tragic twist/
    I'm Good Will Hunting, you're Forrest Gump/
    make the most of your time before it's up/
    instead of spitting that same old boring stuff/
    go cop a feel of what don't get touched/
    I'm-a pour a cup of horchata patna/
    all the right ingredients to rock the spot, son/
    DNA, a monster roster/
    pissing on the lawns of the casa blanca/
    confident man, astonishing jam/
    book a DJ and call on a band/
    crowd full of peepz in the palm of my hand/
    no stopping the plan, it's all for the fam/
    Cochabambino, que cosa mas lindo/
    les mando amor y carino/
    cheers to y'all, voy a tomar un vino/
    blaze para estar un poco tranquilo/
    fake thugs stay foolish and able/
    and you're all just doing what they do/
    i wonder if you would be able/
    to bring something new to the table/

    - HOOK -
    See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I bring this music to life/
    you're a buffoon with a mic/
    don't try to be someone else/
    or come beg me for some help/
    just have belief in yourself/
    beat down a beat to the death/
    No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I'm bringing music to life/
    you're all confused by the hype/
    you need to embrace your talent/
    do you, and make it classic/
    with fluid grace and balance/
    I give you a taste of magic/


    - VERSE -
    Put down the sword if you box/
    don't use a toy vs a glock/
    do focus more on your smarts/
    don't kick down doors, pick the lock/
    do be a master of you/
    who peep disaster and move/
    not down to trust in some clowns/
    who get found no pulse on the ground/
    do light a fire with your spark/
    and shed some light on your dark/
    produce the finest of art/
    no limits, rise above all/
    dismount from the cock that you ride/
    and swallow your pride/
    you're not that celebrity'
    you just pretend to be'
    harness your energy/
    beautiful melodies/
    continental rise depth I wrote 'cha/
    sick as H20 Mexico, son/
    no matter if it's ink or a pencil stroke, a .../
    ...classic like a Heath Ledger Joker/
    you don't have to try to be the next Lebron/
    and it's sad, but it's true, Pac's dead and gone/
    now everybody wants to be the next big don/
    and call a lot of bad shots like the pentagon/
    but it's not about having more radio spin/
    or watching hard earned cash blow away in the wind/
    making it rain, oh - I make it storm/
    with raging force like Crazy Horse/
    or Raiden bitch with the 'haya-baba-lay'/
    rhyme eternal and live to fight another day/
    so, don't copy son, Simon didn't say/
    I'm one of a kind and Dark Night is here to stay/

    - HOOK -
    See, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I bring this music to life/
    you're a buffoon with a mic/
    don't try to be someone else/
    or come beg me for some help/
    just have belief in yourself/
    beat down a beat to the death/
    No, you can't do what I do so don't look stupid and try/
    I'm bringing music to life/
    you're all confused by the hype/
    you need to embrace your talent/
    do you, and make it classic/
    with fluid grace and balance/
    I give you a taste of magic/


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  • 05:59 Lyrics Before It's Too Late

    - CONVERSATION AT A FUENERAL -
    (sample from the movie 'The Five People You Meet In Heaven')
    Priest: "How old was the deceased?"
    Friend: "I don't know."
    Priest: "What can you tell me about him?"
    Friend: "You mean about what he was like? ... He was great.  He'd do little things for you sometimes, help you out."
    Priest: "How about personally?"
    Friend: "Personally, ... I know that he loved his wife very much."

    - VERSE -
    Let's get lost on the beach and leave our prints in the sand/
    and talk about life together with these rings on our hands/
    remember how we got here, all the things in the past/
    make the most out of today, I just wish it could/
    last but tomorrow isn't promised, so it's pointless to wish for/
    I don't want the fast life, I want to slow it a bit more/
    keep it real simple, find beauty in the small stuff/
    staying cool in the heat, smoothies in a tall cup/
    I'm not a rich man spending money ludicrous/
    but I'll cook dinner while you rent a couple movies quick/
    and we can feed the dog under the table/
    good conversation now and get comfortable later/
    until I ask you again, "what are you doing with me?"/
    and you tell me I'm the one, and you're as cool as can be/
    and that you're not going anywhere, not moving your feet/
    it's you and it's me, my sweet beautiful V/

    - HOOK -
    You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
    Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
    You make me feel like I was born to do great/
    Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

    - VERSE -
    It's like a whole 'nother level of clarity since you married me/
    I asked you and apparently a life with me is where you see/
    yourself, ... in health and in sickness/
    trying to ask myself for forgiveness for the wealth and the riches/
    not being ours, so let's get down to business/
    I see a storm coming, whip the tent out and pitch it/
    when some company is needed, pay a friend's house a visit/
    family keeps us together like ten thousand stitches/
    we're both scarred in one way or in another/
    used to be so simple saying prayers with my mother/
    didn't think that I was ready, I was scared that I loved you/
    and now we're taking care of the Bear's little brother/
    I hope we're there for each other 'til the end is getting near/
    road trips to New York, walking Strawberry Fields/
    you can tell me anything, I'm not afraid to lend an ear/
    before it's too late, I need to make this very clear/

    - HOOK -
    You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
    Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
    You make me feel like I was born to do great/
    Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

    I'd be too lost on my own to foster this home/
    In the dark and the cold without a heart and a sou/
    You make me feel like I was born to to great/
    Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

    - VERSE -
    There's so much to tell you and there's never enough time/
    to put exactly how I feel together in one rhyme/
    there's never gonna be enough space on a page/
    for me to tell you how I'm ever more grateful today/
    to come home to a smile that can light up the room/
    and make space in my bed right beside me for you/
    and all the other little things we tend to take for granted/
    because the little things in life are what create the magic/
    it's never gonna be perfect, but then I'm thankful that it's.../
    ...you that gets me through all the days of sadness/
    we're in a world so cold full of crazy madness/
    that's why we try to spread love, keep the equation balanced/
    so I can look at my son and say "you're one of the good guys"/
    and "you can't measure a man by his money or foot size"/
    you look at me like I'm the man of the house/
    nothing in life has ever made me feel this happy and proud/
    this is the most important song in my life/
    and you're the only one I've ever thought of calling my wife/
    up and down the Highway counting the stars in the sky/
    I'll protect you from the evils in the darkest of nights/
    preparation for the worst, concentration on the good times/
    let's learn lessons from the great misunderstood minds/
    avoid repeating the mistakes of the past/
    appreciating everyday because the days will go fast/
    and in the blink of an eye, we'll wake up old and grey/
    reminiscing together, talking about the golden days/
    I can picture your smile now, just as beautiful as ever/
    holding hands, slow dancing to the music that we treasure/
    you and me together, it's making me shed tears/
    so grateful you chose me, you gave me the best years/
    the truth is I go to sleep and wake up with you in mind/
    who could try to deny you and I doing fine/

    -ENDING / VERSE -
    Who could try
    (it's you and it's me)
    to deny
    (my sweet beautiful V)
    you and I?
     (it's making me shed tears)
    I can see into your soul when I look through your eyes
    Who could try
    (it's you and it's me)
    to deny
    (my sweet beautiful V)
    you and I?
     (it's making me shed tears)

    Just look for me inside your heart and you will find

    - HOOK -
    You've given me the balance that I needed bad/
    Now I believe in magic cuz I see it happen/
    You make me feel like I was born to do great/
    Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

    I'd be too lost on my own to foster this home/
    In the dark and the cold without a heart and a sou/
    You make me feel like I was born to to great/
    Everyday I'll appreciate you before it's too late/

    ...I can see into your soul when I look through your eyes
    ...Just look for me inside your heart and you will find

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  • 04:16 Lyrics Random Animals

    - VERSE -
    Like John Lennon said, all I want is some truth/
    and so I do just that when I'm up in this booth/
    muthafuck what y'all thought I've come here to do/
    you can speak for yourself, I got nothing to prove/
    this is me doin' me like masturbation
    if you can't handle words, well then that's the breaks kid/
    I get under your skin like agitation/
    and I'm not leaving, like the Iraq invasion/

    - VERSE
    Inside of me - a random beast/
    years of wisdom command the leash/
    track is hot but I stand the heat/
    fake emcees can not plant their feet/
    billboard - a bland elite/
    soul control, shift and delete/
    can't compete with swift hands and feet/
    win with grace, withstand defeat/

    - VERSE -
    Introduce, no need/
    if you don't know me/
    nigga I don't care here to get all of these/
    mentals that are impared by all of this cheese/
    niggaz acting so scared just to live and let be/

    - HOOK -
    In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
    my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
    you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
    we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/

    - VERSE-
    Glitz and glam lack technique/
    sucker-freestyles - cans of meat/
    ham for the cam, you spam the beat/
    pander the fans you scam and cheat/
    down with the bling, ban the hype/
    let a man's man man the mic/
    I'm like Bam-Bam when I land a strike/
    hit a grand slam for the fans' delight/

    - VERSE -
    Get deep, not cheap, niggaz know I dive deep/
    Water flow, Bone & Dro running train on dang beat/
    acceler-propeller moving on them two wheels/
    2 Men-E! Not him! Killin' on them blue steels/

    - VERSE -
    Some of us do good, some hope for evil/
    some of us hope for change like homeless people/
    some of us racist, some know we equal/
    I lay back, just enjoy the freak show and be cool/
    some of us like to rap and sing about having "bling"/
    you shiny rock followers/
    why do so many men wear a girl's best friend/
    like cock-gobblers?/

    - BRIDGE -
    We're like a pack of lions/
    dressed in all black and hiding/
    springing the trap in silence/
    and you know you can't deny it/

    - HOOK -
    In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
    my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
    you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
    we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/


    - VERSE -
    So it's left to right to right, black to right tonight/
    come on 2, hit just like dynamite/
    rap is sweet like Mike and Ike and/
    I not fuckin' with your hype, I got my own/
    on or off or ink the microphone/
    holler at Kim, she linked the microphone/
    depth to the art like bass and baritone/
    tie it all in, go big or go home/

    - VERSE -
    We own the mic like balls in a jar/
    are you keeping up with us? Can you follow so far?/
    DNA off the leash when I call on my doggz/
    steaming piles get dropped all on your lawns/
    the harder the beat, the harder the song/
    Dark Night making noise like cars with alarms/
    bump it loud so it startle your momz/
    yo, excuse me a minute while I sharpen the claws/

    - VERSE -
    Dishing out hits like UFC
    the fluency of a true emcee/
    Chakra flows like Buddah's chi/
    clandestine, who is he?/
    take heed, my bloody roar/
    knuckle heads and slutty whores/
    from sea to shining gully shore/
    fools make it rain and money pours/

    - HOOK -
    In the concrete streets - laws of the jungle/
    my doggz off leash, and y'allz in a muzzle/
    you pussy cats are so soft and subtle/
    we'll rock this world 'til it fall and crumble/

    (We're like a pack of lions)
    (dressed in all black and hiding)
    (springing the trap in silence)
    (and you know you can't deny it)

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  • 01:23 Lyrics All 6s (The Mark of a Beast)

    - VERSE -
    I stimulate your senses like a hit of the bombest weed/
    bleed my soul through pens and print it for all to read/
    concrete jungle, and we live in the tallest trees/
    and we don't ask for a lot, a little is all we need/
    blessed with humility, so it doesn't bother me/
    hearing through the grape vines the shit that you're talking b/
    see me in the flesh and you witness a walking beast/
    you - straight sorry like a written apology/
    muse needs fuel, so I'm giving it all it needs/
    I'm deeper than the surface like hidden 'symbology'/
    calling the doggz out to sick all you costumed freaks/
    a beast like Bird when you dish and he pops the three/
    crowd goes wild, money! swish! and they're on their feet/
    Verbal Assassins load the clip, find the mark and squeeze/
    verses on point, I'm a lyrical monster chief/
    and here's a gift from me to you, my dick in a box for free

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  • 05:52 Lyrics Keys to Life

    - VERSE -
    Get your mind right, open up the window if you will/
    fuck a closed minded-hater trying to tear down the shit you build/
    this is real, don't be terrified, I'm the caring kind/
    I try to do unto others as they want through their paradigm/
    but I know I got rage even off stage/
    sometimes I cut my own fam with a sharp blade/
    but it's a double edged sword, I get cut too/
    I apologize, please believe me - I love you/
    I'm a rough dude, man - but I shed tears/
    over things in the past and all my intense fears/
    this world is a cold beautiful nightmare/
    most of y'all don't give a shit, a few of y'all might care/
    there's a time to be a human and a time to be an animal/
    the evil that men can do - curb stomped mandibles/
    the rich are so rich, and the poor are so helpless/
    we're at the mercy of men with corazones selfish/
    and so vein, cocaine, living fuckin' large/
    who claim they were made in the image of a god/
    they do us real dirty, and our children gettin' robbed/
    universities cost, damn - time to get another job/
    we're all running towards or away from something/
    fat asses on the floor feeling lazy, sluggish/
    testing my flow is like testing Krayzie's thuggish/
    I don't fuck with top forty, never play their rubbish/
    I sit and contemplate the meaning of my existence/
    I ain't stressing about H-1 and getting touched by it's sickness/
    I'm ill enough, hock-tooey, contageous/
    hundreds of thousands of bars, fluently spray/
    shit and I vent like Carlin, chug pee!/
    I love my karma and my karma loves me/
    dawn the armor and drop bombs from above geese/
    solve my problems like Darth Maul and bust thee/

    - HOOK -
    (one mind) life compass, slash conscious to guide you/
    (one heart) life clock, we all run out of time soon/
    (one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
    we can all be great if we're all willing to be/
    (sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
    (becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
    (one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
    we can all be great if we're all willing to be/

    - VERSE -
    I know a piece of god (buddah) is inside everybody/
    if you're not your khakis - you're not your Maserati/
    why'd they have to kill the Don Killuminati?/
    should have killed Bill, or bombed the new Denali/
    some folks deserve more than slashed tires/
    flash fires - (get a grip) like my dad's pliers/
    tax payer necks tapped by some vampires/
    damn liars, propaganda scams buyers/
    I rap higher, their wrapped in flat tire/
    and so vein, a brain full of bad wiring/
    weak foes exposed in a satire/
    my pen writes, vocal cords cast fire/
    billionaires - prepare for a vast drought/
    flip your world upside down while you're passed out/
    can't blame karma cuz it lashed out/
    i draw tanks, smashing through your glass house/

    - HOOK -
    (sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
    (becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
    (one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
    we can all be great if we're all willing to be/

    - VERSE -
    Down with execs and private jets/
    most of us collect the slightest checks/
    I cast a hex, you'll be perplexed/
    Wall Street rats ransacked, defeat the rest/
    you can't steal from a million folks/
    lie and cheat for civilian votes/
    sly devils - I bash your minions' hopes/
    Dark Night - a group of brilliant blokes/

    - VERSE -
    I know a little love is inside all humanity/
    we can take flight and defy the laws of gravity/
    there's only a close few who I'd call my family/
    a mad scientist trying to fight off insanity/
    we got the right to pursue and discover happiness/
    haters try to stand in our way because we have a wish/
    fools grilling beef get their muthafuckin' asses kicked/
    me and my brother - bread and butter, another classic hit/

    - VERSE -
    No physical feature is good indicator/
    regardless of race - it should be a neighbor/
    no matter the face - it could be a hater/
    god is all creature, love meager to major/
    it's hard to care if the people are strangers/
    but all unify in the heat of some danger/
    no stranger anger, but freedom is greater/
    burn your burdens and breathe in the vapors/

    - HOOK -
    (one mind) life compass, slash conscious to guide you/
    (one heart) life clock, we all run out of time soon/
    (one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
    we can all be great if we're all willing to be/
    (sunlight) shine bright so that they will remember you/
    (becomes dark) watch out, beware the evil that men can do/
    (one love) it's all we need to start fulfilling a dream/
    we can all be great if we're all willing to be/


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  • 12:46 Lyrics Ironman

    -VERSE -
    After this epic verse, I'm done with this rap shit/
    I'll unplug the mic, hang it up, you can have it /
    know you're probably shocked, like - what's up with this madness?/
    my mic inside a time capsule under the matress/
    that's all kinds of backwards like a tumble and backflip/
    y'all know how I do, man - I cuss and I crack wit/
    nobody needs to trip, nobody wants to get fat lip/
    looking busted in the mirror, blood on the napkin/
    I'm-a spit a couple verses with the minimal of curses/
    compound-syllablye, lyrical the wordsmith/
    I can print it, I can cursive, there isn't nothing worse than/
    the heart of a no heart quitter in a person/
    I thought I told y'all it's all about persistence/
    every now and then we all strike out and whiff big/
    no surrender like Bone Thugs, pound the spic fist/
    I go the distance like my son's fountain pisses/
    I hit the booth and try to grasp my focus/
    spit something so vicious - they'll have to notice/
    everybody's life story's got dramatic moments/
    I try to take shallow minds and crack them open/
    get your mind in the zone, maybe pack a bowl hit/
    look around for a pen and notepad, now quote this/
    shout out to my fam who I'm glad to roll with/
    it seems that the years have been passing so quick/
    we've just gotta keep making moves and that's that/
    even when shit happens and you get slapped back/
    learn from your mistakes, follow clues and backtrack/
    come back strong in part two and smash cats/
    sharpen the sword and keep pushing record/
    'til we can buy all the things we couldn't afford/
    I keeps it humble, make beats that rumble/
    THC in lungs, holler peace and love son/
    2 am session - that's a day in the life man/
    black light glowing at the base of the mic stand/
    spit and hit hard like a dangerous right hand/
    storm on the horizon - better change up your flight plans/
    my band consists of me, me and me/
    like Agent Smith trying to see Reeves bleed/
    be a nine-deuce Barcelona Dream Team beast/
    who twice in a lifetime achieved three-peat/
    fuck yeah, let loose like border patrol dogs/
    it's not looking good like a horrible scorecard/
    touch up the mixdown and lower the floor tom/
    staying up writing past 4 in the morn dawg/
    is he really 'bout to spit three hundred and four bars?/
    Olympic gold caliber flow, I warned y'all/
    no matter what you call it - I'm just making music?
    you can pass it to the left after taking two hits/
    let me get you high for the long dark night/
    write a verse in pitch black by the alarm clock light/
    if bad dreams come around - just man up/
    you're not really getting beat down in handcuffs/
    you're not really 'bout to get murdered in cold blood/
    you're not about to see the whole world just go nuts/
    like 2012 - fighting for survival/
    you wake up to a blunt, get to lighting it and fire up/
    about to wrap up another album real soon/
    spit at the top of my game? yeah, I still do/
    nastier than a bathtub with mildew/
    in memory of Yak - pop a bottle and spill brew/
    Ironman like a P90X dude/
    patience before I decide the next move/
    studio monitors shaking the cave walls/
    corner pocket - going straight for the 8 ball/
    I blaze up and let the pen control me/
    reminisce about Yak, one of the best of homies/
    stay incognito to the death - shinobi/
    free hand reaching for the weapon slowly/
    murder the mic, spit like a vet, an o.g./
    don't really get drunk, but hell yes I smoke weed/
    spit hot fiyah, pay attention closely/
    shout out to my fam in the seven-0-three/
    you'll know when I'm coming, you can feel the drum/
    hit rattling the rim - with the steal, he dunks it/
    bump in the trunk, sick beat you're thumping/
    get down like your momz on her knees to suck dick/
    my name on your wall when I pee in public/
    Billie Jean's not my lover, I just beat it up quick/
    in the back seat - damn, we got feely-touchy/
    fogging up the windows, steamed it up quick/
    just give me a pen, a few pieces of paper/
    a nice ass beat with unbelievable flavors/
    more bars than AT&T, The Creator/
    my pen stay dripping, I don't need an eraser/
    fuck a 3 minute 30 second top ten single/
    I can't seem to stop like we've popped them Pringles/
    get big like Paul, George, John and Ringo/
    DNR on your cell phone - cop the ringtone/
    subject change - I ever tell you how I kill beats?/
    how I make it's life liquid pool and spill streaks?/
    abuse it and move the crowd like President Bill's speech/
    and serve it any way you want like outdoor grilled meat?/
    slapping the crap out of beats, calling them Nancy/
    you wish that I keep my fingers off 'em like hands free/
    make it say my name bitch, like Jim with a band geek/
    white girls down for a dick in the ass - freaks!/
    I hit 'em where it hurts like a cock-puncher/
    make it do a hundred push ups like - DROP! .. "One, Sir!"/
    straight shittin' on a beat like a commode/
    keep a super bowl packed, peace piping the dro/
    session's getting mad late and it's such a beast sound/
    the beat's too beat for another beatdown/
    but I keep going like Ike on Tina/
    spit 'til the beat applies ice to deep cuts/
    spit 'til the drive runs out of gigabytes/
    get the cave more dark now and hit the lights/
    loving what I do, man - I'm proud to grip a mic/
    whack muthafuckaz wonder how the shit I write/
    so many bars on this caliber, no hoax/
    have a seat son, you can't chatter with grown folks/
    you got a thousand bars? I got a thousand or more quotes!/
    step up your game a little faster you slowpokes/
    any day now could be your time to shine/
    and you won't ever have to work another nine to five/
    workin' in the stu, feeling alive inside/
    all you do is live good, get high, and rhyme/
    'til you can't fight the sleep and them tired eyes/
    more verses to write and you gotta find the time/
    I don't get much sleep and I ain't trying to lie/
    spitting on 'til I fry my entire mind/
    holy shit like John, Peter and Paul/
    guess who's in the booth again, good evening y'all/
    put the crackberry down, I'm not receiving your calls/
    I got three hundred bars and I'm unleashing them all/
    take a breath here and there, I got green in the jar/
    and it almost feels like PODing with Dolph/
    man that's old school shit like cleaning the cloth/
    signing off - B O N E Z and I'm gone/
    ...standing by the window listening to the rain hit/
    verses create lift, everyday it's the same shit/
    my rhymes hit hard like a blunt of the K-Biz/
    left-right panning make the cut so spacious/
    your mind is a base, my rhymes invade/
    it I'm patient, never wonder where the day went/
    every now and then - DNA collaboration/
    swerving out of control, I guess it's time to have the brakes fixed/
    ProTools 8 - holler back to the make-shift/
    microphone hanging from the ceiling by the tape strip/
    the difference between a slop box and a great mix/
    began exploring that back when I was in grade six/
    four band EQ, that was amazing/
    positioning the speakers all kinds of locations/
    there must be no antidote, I remain sick/
    spitting everywhere from the closet to the basement/
    you can't do much against four aces/
    a Spartan phalanx in full formation/
    kidnap the boss on christmas vacation/
    reinstate bonuses or die in the snake pit/
    I got a verse for any occasion/
    got verses more fat than two plates of bacon/
    verses for the haters we be driving ape shit/
    put a smile on their face like a Joker facelift/
    everybody wanna blow up like a bra with fake tits/
    overnight celebrities, rich and famous/
    only seeing five percent, signing shit so anxious/
    dreaming about rotation - getting in your playlists/
    I don't make club music for the women to shake hips/
    I dig into your hearts through the non-invasive/
    emancipate y'all from mental slave ships/
    and rhyme deep thoughts for your entertainment/
    super sweet 16s like MTV/
    will bring energy through the centuries/
    third eye stays open cuz it helps me see/
    who the hell we be, the mic sets me free/
    got holes in my head to let the thoughts flow freely/
    shoplift the brain, never get caught, so sneaky/
    I'm hard to recite, you better lock your repeat/
    'til you recognize what I do is not so easy/
    casting my footprints on this earth/
    it's not about which rapper spits the longest/
    verse but about who's verse got the strongest worth/
    with back to back to back bars and words/
    I'm a real simple dude just leaving his mark/
    spilling his soul from way deep in his heart/
    puffing trees in the park while I'm feeding the dog/
    he wheeze and I cough, and I start releasing my thoughts/
    like, the world's my blank page and I'm it's pen/
    no boundaries to how far my rhymes extend/
    I put the bump in your ride like a seismic ten/
    bitch slap writers block in my mind again/
    I'm a veteran emcee, I was rhyming when/
    Bone Thugs did The Art Of War in ninety-sev../
    ..en, it's time to get real, so why pretend?/
    I'm-a move this crowd like Simon Says/
    rocking all black , stealth mode - head to toe, every show/
    no point in being an artist if you never grow/
    hybrid joint like middys getting mixed with some better dro/
    it makes me feel beast like I'm Mr Incredible/
    fuck a hangover, blaze good and stay good/
    get high powered like a black belt when he break wood/
    the world's so diverse and you just want to stay hood?/
    diversify your funds, son - before it's too late, could../
    ..any freestyle spit verse test my scriptures?/
    get lyrically fit first or spit 'til your lip hurts/
    so many rappers don't even love what they do/
    only in it for a groupie bitch, a blunt, and a brew/
    my shit's the shit down to the dick you dicks/
    drum beats get beat down and hit with sticks/
    a magician's gift, I'll show them bitchez tricks/
    piff give lift, and I spit lyrics/
    to the fans in Bolivia - les agradezco/
    Dark Night show you love, mi hijo les manda besos/
    these all night bowl sessions queman el pecho/
    burn like the roof is on fire with a flecha en el techo/
    I spit fire like Beowulf's bastard son /
    o hot you'll retreat, turn back and run/
    this shit's so easy, I'm just having fun/
    Pip to Jordan alley-oop, two handed dunk/
    blaze one with me, let me take you to the moon/
    cuz a fat ass blunt is still safer than a shroom/
    expand your mind beyond the petty beefing/
    heads with no brains - let us/lettuce leaves 'em/
    bad company is like a black cloud overhead/
    back stabbers, rat bastards, .. that's how cold it gets/
    two people exchange words 'til pap-POW! no more threats/
    and somebody gets a fat round hole in chest/
    gotta be low key, take it slowly/
    the old me would jump the gun but it ain't '03/
    me and my bro - we've found our own queens/
    together - both seeds .. legacy proceeds/
    trying to make bucks like Bucks, got big dreams/
    that's why I spit mean bars at windscreens/
    nothing in the music biz is what it seems/
    suits mislead with fine print you misread/
    do it independent and become your own biz/
    upgrade to wifey, dump your old chick/
    don't let temptation butt-fuck your focus/
    on some average groupie that loves to blow dick/
    you gotta be ready incase someone approaches/
    and needs to catch wreck, slug with both fists/
    crazy ass haters wanna cut your throat quck/
    no reasoning with them, fucking hopeless/
    it's all just a matter of the caca-dookie/
    dropping shit like when I plop a two piece/
    I get inside the booth and start hocking loogies/
    these hundred bar verses ain't nada new chief/
    if only Randolph could be here today/
    to spit rhymes in the park with the three and play/
    he could meet JR and help him steer away/
    from trying to be somebody else, make it clear and say../
    ..you gotta love who you are and love what you got/
    watch for the ball breakers busting cocks/
    try not to engage in fisticuffs a lot/
    cuz the cops come quick with them cuffs and locks/
    you could lose your rights, or you could lose your life/
    don't be a fool and try to look cool and die/
    pay a heavy cost for your brutish pride/
    it's a .. suicide! - it's a suicide!/
    this life's too short to be sad forever/
    or be materialistic chasing after treasure/
    get your mind right, get your act together/
    and create big things like a mad inventor/
    I could change the world with one platinum quote/
    far greater than I ever could casting a vote/
    my rhymes are chain letters like passing a note/
    put a smile on your face like cracking a joke/
    chasing after cars - my doggz pissing wild/
    since the last album, i know it's been a while/
    now I'm a man with a wife and a little child/
    multi-talented artist, I got a million styles/
    I unleash and get buck, feet to kick nuts/
    you don't need to spit none so keep your lips shut/
    CDs to get done, trees in thick blunts/
    now we can spit chunks, eat a dick son/
    and listen up good like you're ear's to the wall/
    my mans to the right cut, now I'm dealing the cards/
    no matter if you're a soldier or a leader in charge/
    cuz I'm about to get sick like a wheeze and a cough/
    I only wish I could reach you and teach you the art/
    we could all be beasts with sharp teeth and some claws/
    and come together like folks who Tai Chi in the park/
    cuz I want freedom for we like I want freedom for y'all/
    but some of y'all not seasoned like meat in the raw/
    think you're keeping it real, but you're keeping it wrong/
    hitting corners drunk, looking for a beef and a brawl/
    talk shit cuz you''re thirteen deep with your doggz/
    wouldn't dare pick a fight if we even the odds/
    so enhance your damn calm like a Swedish massage/
    swear to god you're a strong man heaving a log/
    a used-to-be tough guy like Steven Seagal/
    probably fight mad dirty like feet to the balls/
    the kind who's quick to pull a gun for no reason at all/
    making crowds hit the ground like leaves in the fall/
    POP!-POP!! .. oh, the humanity of it all/
    alcohol, greed and guns - a bad combination/
    like bleeding and salt can't believe what you saw/
    grown folks acting stupid like teens in the mall/
    or Mr no rubber lover who beats it up raw/
    who fucks and forgets her, mistreating her heart/
    making all kinds of promises, speaking real soft/
    I relieve stress when I drop a beat for the song/
    get my forest fire on, burn trees - and I'm gone/
    I make noise like a fire truck - ring the alarm/
    and if you drop a whack album - your CD will get tossed/
    Dark Night hard to see like a flea in the fog/
    and I've come to bring the fuckin' pain like a knee to the jaw/
    I mix the good shit like combination lo mein/
    verses get in your head like a bullet straight to your brain/
    spit nasty and hardcore like taking your dame/
    and busting a fat one in her face with no shame/
    you can watch me blow, I put the flame to propane/
    fuck blazing a trail - incinerate the whole game/
    I leave subwoofers blown and the radio slain/
    so I can get the last word like Horatio Caine

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  • 05:47 Lyrics Cast A Spell

    - HOOK -
    Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
    Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
    scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
    call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
    "Oh father help me, say a prayer/
    say one for the kids too, they get scared/
    we hope and pray you show a way/
    to make the voices go away it just goes/
    on and on and on and on and on.../
    with that mean man's mean song/
    all bad dream long"/

    - VERSE -
    It's a full moon out tonight/
    candles burn in a circle, turn down the lights/
    casting spells that distort reality/
    so don't confuse this for insanity/
    I throw a bunch of words out in all directions/
    a little fair warning just for y'all's protection/
    parental advisory's effort to silence me/
    futile! the instrumental's alive in me/
    I don't choose the words, they choose me/
    to control the mental picture you see/
    I'm unpredictable like Bruce Lee/
    no style, no origin reign supreme/
    I can forge your flow - only twice as hot/
    at any venue with a PA and a mic to rock/
    doing this 'til the death like I tied the knot/
    boogie-man is coming - find a hiding spot/
    I want all four walls painted black/
    crazy flows - I demonstrated that!/
    "he's out of his mind." - maybe that/
    a maniac, still conversate with Yak/
    still say a lot of things that you might dislike/
    one look and you might think - the violent type/
    yo, forget that - I don't wanna die tonight/
    just get high and write and shit dynamite/
    spit cyanide and just let it flow/
    bump loud like the World Magnetic Show/
    taking y'all to school, giving lessons, yo/
    these stepping stones towards progressive growth/
    words penetrate the deepest souls/
    and raise eyebrows on all these "descent" folks/
    bowls get packed and my peepz - we roast/
    shout out 2, Stafa, Curtis, E and Os (...capital E and Os .. Os ..)/

    - HOOK -
    Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
    Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
    scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
    call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
    "Oh father help me, say a prayer/
    say one for the kids too, they get scared/
    we hope and pray you show a way/
    to make the voices go away it just goes/
    on and on and on and on and on.../
    with that mean man's mean song/
    all bad dream long"/


    - VERSE -
    "...I can't believe he just said what he said/
    cover your ears kids, we're exiting left/
    I wonder what that tattoo says on his neck/
    I won't let him corrupt the eggs in my nest/
    cuz he speaks so strange and so fast/
    and I bet not a day can go past/
    that he don't stay blazing the grass..."/
    shit-talkers - pain in my ass/
    enhance your calm and slow up/
    and how about y'all grow some nuts/
    your panties all in a bunch/
    needing alcohol in your cups/
    I write for the listeners keepin' an open mind/
    our souls collide.../
    I'm-a pick your brain open like/
    it ain't nothin' and stroll inside/
    waltzing around like I run the place/
    balls in your mouth cuz you want a taste/
    it's dark and it's loud, beats bump and shake/
    harden the sound, turn up the bass/
    pass me the mic cuz now it's time/
    to send chills like ice going down your spine/
    a verse so nice that I'm proud to rhyme/
    rehearse what I write like a thousand times/
    to lyrically infect you with the sickness we inject/
    me be politically correct? you must be dicking me erect/
    pen your dreams and then watch them come to life /
    ike a home with your first born son and wife/
    pick up some rubber for the love tonight/
    "and get the big ones" - "fuckin' right!"/

    - HOOK -
    Yo, hit the lights! I'm-a cast a spell/
    Beautiful And Dark - BAD as hell/
    scream if you wanna, get loud and yell/
    call a priest if you're scared, go grab your cell/
    "Oh father help me, say a prayer/
    say one for the kids too, they get scared/
    we hope and pray you show a way/
    to make the voices go away it just goes/
    on and on and on and on and on.../
    with that mean man's mean song/
    all bad dream long"/


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  • 06:00 Lyrics Every Last Word

    - VERSE -
    Bring your A-game inside the booth/
    spray flames and light a fuse/
    break chains, untie a noose/
    make way for higher truth/
    I kill it every time I get on - son, what you trying to do/
    peace homie, beasts only - no one invited you/
    patiently polish the verse prior to publishing/
    no you can't predict the next line in my rhyme if you're wondering/
    I'm trying to make the top 10 plays - rise up and dunk it in/
    nobody seen it coming just like that Tyson and Douglas thing/
    been a long dark night and a massive agenda/
    my life is a drama / tragic come-dy with action + adventure/
    whoopin' Mr Han's monkey ass - the Dragon has entered/
    spitting knowledge until I'm a wise old man with some dentures/
    stay rehearsing, researching the gift deep beneath surface/
    and seek purpose, keep working to third degree burn/
    it the beat's hurting, sneaking off and calling for help, chief/
    I murder it like it's the last song on the LP/

    - HOOK -
    It's guaranteed that you'll die/
    so what are you leaving behind/
    does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
    one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
    make every last word count and immortality is yours/

    - VERSE -
    I'm trying to escape this dark place like I Am David/
    wish we could fly away and see the lights of Vegas/
    to living like we're famous, until we finally make it/
    seeing the world through the windows from inside the spaceship/
    looking at hollywood stars thinking they're flesh and bone/
    one of the only differences is they own and don't rent their homes/
    telling you to "be original" and sweat their clothes/
    it's not enough celebs dead yet, who's next to roast?/
    I've got a long list I'd like to share, but it isn't important/
    too busy building a fortress, mixing the bricks and the mortar/
    so once I've built up a fortune - it stays intact and strong/
    some people's five minutes of fame don't make it past the gong/
    Hulk smash the song, an pound fists in the concrete/
    not ripping this raw beat would be killing me softly/
    I deliver it harshly like - "you're fired! get to steppin'!"/
    rhyme writer and his weapon, now hiring some henchmen/

    - HOOK -
    It's guaranteed that you'll die/
    so what are you leaving behind/
    does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
    one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
    make every last word count and immortality is yours/


    - VERSE -
    Every last word counts, everybody's listening close/
    most of y'all's lyrics are jokes, too damn simple and slow/
    all you can talk about is brand names, bitches and hoes/
    it's pitiful yo, go fix yourself a big cup of joe/
    it's gonna be a long dark night, but I'll try to guide you/
    light the fire inside you so you don't try do what I do/
    while my homie stays playing his guitar like a beast/
    the monster-is released/
    too late to bother calling police/
    some people really hope to get themselves off of the streets/
    like homeless people on a summer day exhausted from heat/
    flowing like BP oil and I'm letting all of it leak/
    rhyming is too fucking easy man - I'm falling asleep/
    uh-oh - you're starting to tweak/
    holding my hand way out and reach/
    my peoples worldwide on this land - stay family/
    these haters hating hard, god damn they're mad at me/
    double flawless victory AND fatality/

    - DRUM SOLO -

    - HOOK -
    It's guaranteed that you'll die/
    so what are you leaving behind/
    does the thought of being forgotten put a tear in your eye/
    one day you'll take your last breath and though the family mourns/
    make every last word count and immortality is yours/


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The Choice Is Ours

by Bonez

Released 2017
Dark Night Records
Released 2017
Dark Night Records
Based on the documentary film by The Venus Project of the same name, 'The Choice Is Ours' asks tough questions and presents viable solutions related to the common human problems that generate war, poverty, unemployment, human suffering and environmental decay.
  • 05:24 Lyrics The Choice Is Ours

    - OPENING -
    (excerpt from Carl Sagan's "Pale Blue Dot")

    "...the delusion[s] that we have some privileged position in the universe are questioned by this point of pale light. Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark. In all this vastness, there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."

    - VERSE -
    Ask if we'll ever see the end of wars and you're bound to hear/
    that "...it'll never happen." ... "...not in a thousand years."/
    I hear you loud and clear, but I just don't accept it/
    For someone who ain't done the homework - you're quick to reject it
    You understand - our air, our oceans, ... - that it's all connectee?/
    Military nerve gas in our water. Why? For our protection?/
    And no election in the world produces solutions/
    Even communism use financial institutions, .../
    ...and prisons & polioce, and so there isn't any peace/
    our voice has risen in the streets, I think a limit has been reached/
    cause if we do nothing - nothing change, guaranteed/
    What good's your money and your weapons with no air to breathe?/
    And while the world's about to face massive unemployment/
    people watching men in tights play with balls for enjoyment/
    kids of the future will look at us in disgust and wondering.../
    "...didn't you see it coming?" ... "...how could you just do nothing?"/


    - HOOK -
    They say - "Make America Great Again"! ... When was it ever great?/
    We need to get up off the couch and MAKE a better place/
    the choice is ours, the time is now and still we hesistate/
    another world is possible now - we gotta demonstrate/
    Beyond war, beyond politics and poverty/
    We don't need presidents and leaders to be following/
    It's time to do away with flags and borders for good/
    We've got the voice and power, and now the choice is ours/


    - VERSE -
    The way we're living now was great a hundred years ago/ but it's frustrating. What's taking updating so long?/ We've got the best equipped universities in history/ but most of us lack the technological proficiency/ Your car is breaking down cause it's designed inefficiently/ Why not produce ABUNDANCE and get these things for free?/ Cause you don't really want a job, you want to get to work/ and do something for your fellow man and this precious Earth/ But "it'll never work." - right? That's what you keep saying/ The world is still burning, and we can keep praying,/ or we can build paradise or face oblivion, we're living/ in the point of no return and so I hope we learn/ that we are ONE and all need the same things to get by/ The choice is ours, the time is now - won't be a next time/ You're all my brothers no matter how much is in your wallet/ I pledge allegiance to the Earth and everybody on it/

    - HOOK -
    They say - "Make America Great Again"! ... When was it ever great?/
    We need to get up off the couch and MAKE a better place/
    the choice is ours, the time is now and still we hesistate/
    another world is possible now - we gotta demonstrate/
    Beyond war, beyond politics and poverty/
    We don't need presidents and leaders to be following/
    It's time to do away with flags and borders for good/
    We've got the voice and power, and now the choice is ours/


    - VERSE -
    Now would it be so bad to automate and be free at last?/ You want to work and pay bills? ...or live the dreams you had?/ You want to feed enslaved animals or feed the kids?/ It's time to re-examine what we - quote - "need" to live/ We've got obsolete values from a long time ago/ We give opinions rather than admit "I don't know"/ We work jobs we hate, we're not living - man, we're dying slow/ Sea levels are rising bro, across the entire globe/ Rich or poor, projects to the burbs, United States all the/ way around the planet, damn-it - we've got the same problem/ We're about to be the very cause of our own extinction/ if we don't choose to fight for human rights with forward thinking/ Emotions translated into deeds is what we need/ University cities where anyone can study FREE/ Amd you can help MAKE it happen, or you can HOPE so/ We are not "conscious", there is so much we don't know/

    - HOOK -
    They say - "Make America Great Again"! ... When was it ever great?/
    We need to get up off the couch and MAKE a better place/
    the choice is ours, the time is now and still we hesistate/
    another world is possible now - we gotta demonstrate/
    Beyond war, beyond politics and poverty/
    We don't need presidents and leaders to be following/
    It's time to do away with flags and borders for good/
    We've got the voice and power, and now the choice is ours/


    - OUTRO -
    ...we can build paradise or we can drop bombs/
    ...learn more at TheVenusProject.com/
    We are ONE and all need the same things to get by/
    The choice is ours, the time is now - won't be a next time/

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    THE CHOICE IS OURS'
    song & lyrics by: BONEZ
    music composed by: Timothy Gant

    'THE CHOICE IS OURS' (an original song for The Venus Project ) Based on the documentary film 'THE CHOICE IS OURS' a film by Roxanne Meadows and Joel Holt. With a great deal of music addressing many of the common problems we face today, far too few offer any kind of alternative or solution to things like war, poverty, politics, crime, unemployment, racism, inequality, injustice, corruption, and more. BONEZ is a spoken word musician inspired by The Venus Project and the work of Jacque Fresco and Roxanne Meadows. This is BONEZ's second original song composed for The Venus Project, based out of Venus Florida. BONEZ's first song for The Venus Project is titled 'A Better Place' and is also available at DarkNightRecords.com  via CD Baby . The Choice Is Ours  is based on the documentary film by The Venus Project titled 'The Choice Is Ours ' promoting a Resource Based Economy for intelligent management of the Earth's resources. Jacque Fresco and Roxanne Meadows are co-founders of The Venus Project. The plans of The Venus Project offer society a broader spectrum of choices based on the scientific possibilities directed toward a new era of peace and sustainability for all. Through the implementation of a global Resourced Based Economy, and a multitude of innovative and environmentally friendly technologies directly applied to the social system, The Venus Project proposals will dramatically reduce crime, poverty, hunger, homelessness, and many other pressing problems that are common throughout the world today. Learn more at TheVenusProject.com
     
     

Back-II-School (DNR MixTape vol.3)

by Bonez

Released 2015
Dark Night Records
Released 2015
Dark Night Records
FREE DOWNLOAD: 13 new Hiphop mash-ups in Bonez' 1st solo MixTape. Progressive rhymes with twists of boom-bap, electro-swing, lyrical-trap, and stories about human conflict with police, partners & ourselves. Back-II-School pushes us to push ourselves forward.
  • 04:26 Download Lyrics Back-II-School (intro)

    - INTRO SAMPLE -
    KRS-One: “What you gotta do is the minute you get the mic in your hand and the crowd sees it, you got the mic in you hand, BOOM - mic in your hand … go right in on them!”

    - PREVIEW -
    … … right back on the track invading your space/ what did the five fiingers say to the face?/ SLAP! Rick James bitch!/ don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick/ this track will break your neck….

    - SAMPLE 2 -
    KRS-One: “What you need is courage to be you. You need a reason and a right to stand on for you to be you That’s what Hiphop is!”

    - VERSE -
    Man I don’t give a fuck if you’re gay of straight/
    if you a cool transgender we can blaze a ‘J’/
    and talk about rappers bitin’ other rappers’ styles/
    like Kobe Bryant did with MJ’s fade-away/
    and who can blame him? Hey, if I could I would/
    then with NBA cash get some goodie goods/
    and fire up the whole block, pass to the left/
    we can roll it, bowl it, vape or hash it I guess/
    if it’s bad for your chest we can bake you something/
    I like passionate sex when I’m waking up and then/
    a bowl right after, I don’t know about you/
    but I’m feeling so right I might go for round 2/
    Como estas tu, hermano mio?/
    You know we gotta spit fire porque hace frio/
    You motherfuckers think you’re slick pero ya te visto/
    I came to SPLASH! Debes estarte listo/
    like a gold digger digging for some shiny rocks/
    or a man with some money and a giant cock/
    cuz their boyfriends’ shit is like a microbot/
    chasing all the wrong dreams, I hope they try and stop/
    and get back to school, start hitting them books/
    get your mind right kids, better listen and look/
    cuz life is like chess, better position your rooks/
    and speaking of chess - it’s worth mentioning/
    you need a good strong queen to protect the king/
    I’m a rhyming menace, and it’s time to get this/
    new shit off the ground in T minus seven/
    six, five, four, three, 2 Men-E wuz good?!?/
    if only these woodchucks could chuck wood/
    I laugh in the face of these rappers today/
    cuz they’re actors and fakes that’ll yap to the jakes/
    let me calm back down before I bust a gut/
    I know that some of y’all think that I’m fuckin’ nuts/
    cuz I think what I think and I say what I say/
    I blaze cuz I stress and it takes it away/
    it’s the end of humanity if we don’t act/
    so I don’t bite my tongue and I don’t hold shit back/
    and I don’t think you should either, speak your peace/
    que sera sera, what will be will be/ \
    people all around the world dream of being free/
    while you mamma emcees dream of seein’ me/
    but I ain’t looking for a battle so I just bounce/
    it’s too much noise, I need some quiet now/
    so I’m-a turn around and walk, time to get ghost/
    that’s why yo mama wears underwear with dick holes/
    shit, did I say that? no I just tip toe/
    headed for the back door, tip toe, then woah…/
    I’m right back on the track invading your space/
    what did the five fiingers say to the face?/
    SLAP! ... Rick James bitch!/
    don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick/
    this track will break your neck like big, fake tits/
    they might be able to relate to me if they wish/
    to step in to my, step in to my…/
    … back on the track invading your space/
    what did the five fiingers say to the face?/
    SLAP! ... Rick James bitch!/
    don’t get side-swiped, better switch lanes quick
    this track will break your neck like big, fake tits/
    they might be able to relate to me if they wish/
    to step in to my, step in to my…/
    …world and join me in the war on bullshit/
    like a private eye, and it’s ride or die/
    I no longer accept the things that I can’t change/
    until my dying days I’ll try to find a way/
    to get closer to peace and to no more war/
    so I’ll open my mind if you’ll open the door/
    so I can step in to your, step in to your world/


    - SAMPLE -
    KRS-One: “What makes you a Hiphop scholar, ‘I am Hiphop’? Not ‘I’ve read ten books’, ‘I’ve been to the concerts’, ‘I’ve rapped in the studio’ - No! … You are it itself first. Get the feeling. … History is being made right now. … The second part to being a Hiphop scholar is you gotta be Hiphop all the time. You’re Hiphop all the time. Twenty four hours, seven days a week - you are Hiphop. Now that’s a hard thing to do. That’s hard.”

    - VERSE -
    Hey hey hey… hey hey hey… hey hey hey… hey hey hey…
    Get your notebooks out - it’s back to school/
    keyboard, pen or pencil, better grab your tool/
    I’m-a act a fool and hit ludicrous speed/
    buffoonish emcees can’t do it like me/
    man I spit hot fire - better ask about me/
    you’re like Tommy Gunn tryin’ to challenge Rocky/
    full contact , better have a mouthpiece/
    class dismissed, ask about me/
    Get your notebooks out - it’s back to school/
    keyboard, pen or pencil, better grab your tool/
    I’m-a act a fool and hit ludicrous speed/
    buffoonish emcees can’t do it like me/
    man I spit hot fire - better ask about me/
    you’re like Tommy Gunn tryin’ to challenge Rocky/
    full contact , better have a mouthpiece/
    class dismissed, fuckin’ ask about me/

    - END SAMPLE -
    KRS-One: “The last part to this, one of the things that come even before courage is love. Love will figure all that out.”


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  • 03:40 Download Lyrics What Could Go Wrong

    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Just do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Baby do what you love…


    - VERSE -
    A long long long time ago I was looking up to the masters of the flow/
    and so I wrote/
    and for a long long long time I’d go to the music business trying to let them know/
    but I learned it’s all a hoax/
    shysters every which where/
    throwing mucho dinero in the air/
    they don’t care about your skills or about your rhymes/
    but about the dollar signs/
    I was unaware, I was caught off guard/
    it was strange, it was odd/
    but I knew right then and there that I was gone/
    peacin’ out and bounce so now/
    off on my way I go down this open road that no one knows/
    take a breath and boldly go/
    where I’ve never been before/
    maybe search my soul down a rabbit hole/
    don’t look back and just let go/
    and fall until you’re dead/
    if you don’t spread your wings instead/
    man, what a shame it would be never getting to see you shine/
    here and now, this is your time/
    try and if you fail, so what?/
    tough luck, suck it up and press your luck/
    again and again, no beginning and no end/
    just keep doing what you love/


    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Just do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Baby do what you love…


    - HOOK -
    Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
    paradise, our home it once was/
    if we all just show enough love/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


    - VERSE -
    There’s lots to learn, I got ways to go/
    I want more than my songs on your radio/
    I want change, and not nickels and dimes/
    gotta end the trend of imprisoning minds/
    for the first time ever we can come together/
    seven billion neighbors with one endeavor/
    to move forward, eyes open to the next frontier/
    you can change your whole life in just one year/
    and in just one moment stop playing the blame game/
    old solutions produce the same things/
    let’s change what we do, what we talk about/
    ponte las pilas, get up off the couch/
    and just MOVE, better get up and go/
    …MOVE, better do what you love/
    …MOVE, any day could be your last/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?


    - HOOK -
    Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
    paradise, our home it once was/
    if we all just show enough love/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Just do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Baby do what you love…


    - VERSE -
    Por que nos importan los países?/
    no tienen principios las raices/
    nadie nace con un enemigo/
    por ustedes esta canción escribo/
    el ve poca tele, pero come los libros/
    la vida es dura, pero sobrevivimos/
    quieren paz en un solo mundo?/
    hay una manera - todos juntos/


    …MOVE, just get up and go/
    …MOVE, better do what you love/
    …MOVE, any day could be your last/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/
    (Do what you love, baby do what you love - love!)

    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Just do what you love…
    Do what you love…
    Baby do what you love…


    - HOOK -
    Here we go people, throw your ONEs up!/
    paradise, our home it once was/
    if we all just show enough love/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/


    …MOVE, just get up and go/
    …MOVE, better do what you love/
    …MOVE, any day could be your last/
    what could go wrong? what could go wrong?/
    (Do what you love, baby do what you love - love!)

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  • 02:50 Download Lyrics Dark Horseman

    - INTRO -
    See it’s not that I think I’m a better rapper or writer or emcee than anybody. It’s not that. It’s not that. I’m just not afraid to go way the fuck outside the box like some of you cats are. This is Hiphop! This is WAY bigger than rap music. Man, let’s go!

    - VERSE -
    Coming at you like a knight suited up in shiny black, I’m bat brained/
    spit insane from the first verse, the broke Bruce Wayne of the rap game/
    handle biz in the day, blend in with the people, when I’m done - my mask’s off/
    breaking ground, move the earth with each verse, can you feel me Randolph?/
    I’m a passionate rapper/ and about as mad as a hatter/
    you could say I’ve mastered my craft and/
    am evolving faster and faster/
    It’s like closing your eyes/
    and the focus of mind/
    taking over the rhyme/
    blowing smoke in the sky/
    and I choke, but I’m fine/
    cuz I’m so fuckin’ high/
    when I flow on the mic/
    it’s just over, good night (buenas noches)/


    - HOOK -
    I spit metaphors…
    with perfect form…
    fuck your songs…
    your whole flow is wack


    - VERSE -
    I don’t care what you say, what you think, what you read, what you post - you can go get fucked/
    y’all tripping’ and can eat a bag of dicks with a spoon, so we beefin’ over what?/
    pay no mind to the pettiness right about now cuz I’m on my grown-man/
    Johnny 5 needing "input input", shout out to the whole fam/
    les quiero, les amo/
    y a ustedes extrano/
    no se queden callados, sentados/
    gastando los anos, vamos/
    It’s studio time/
    making moves in the night/
    and my tool is the mic/
    don’t be foolish, alright?/
    if you’re truly alive/
    then prove it and fly/
    the solution is 'you'/
    the solution is 'I'/


    - HOOK -
    I spit metaphors…
    with perfect form…
    fuck your songs…
    your whole flow is wack


    This is Hiphop! This is WAY bigger than rap music. Man, let’s go!

    - VERSE -
    It’s like closing your eyes/
    and the focus of mind/
    taking over the rhyme/
    blowing smoke in the sky/
    and I choke, but I’m fine/
    cuz I’m so fuckin’ high/
    when I flow on the mic/
    it’s just over, good night/
    and It’s studio time/
    making moves in the night/
    and my tool is the mic/
    don’t be foolish, alright?/
    if you’re truly alive/
    then prove it and fly/
    the solution is 'you'/
    the solution is 'I'/


    fuck your songs…
    your whole flow is wack

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  • 03:33 Download Lyrics Blah Blah Blah

    Dear people of Earth, my brothers and sisters. If we’re ever going to evolve, if we’re ever going to move past this sick culture - we have to talk to each other. We have to educate each other. We have to be patient with each other. We have to forgive each other for our ignorance, for our apathy. You can choose not to be the same person you were fifteen minutes ago. You have a platform. Make your words mean something. Make your words count.

    - VERSE -
    Man another hot track, I rhyme insane/
    and that’s a god damn fact like climate change/
    when I fry my brain I can still spit it quicker/
    and I’m sick of all the liquors, pack a bowl & let’s go/
    shout out to my sister Pam, it’s all love/
    been there from the beginning, bring it back to bar one/
    veteran skills, we gots it bar none/
    I am, we are Hiphop, c’mon son/
    we’re a type zero civilization, y’all wack/
    these guns and these borders hold us all back/
    …and we can do better/
    so let’s start having conversation together/
    turn the football OFF and music ON/
    medicine for my soul, what’s it do for y’all?/
    we can have the good life, and that’s real talk/
    enough blah blah blah, let’s have real thought/


    - HOOK -
    They open up their ears like a gift/
    so make your words mean something don’t just "blah blah blah"/
    I’m burnin’ up some ganja, yes indeed/
    cuz if your shit don’t have logic - I swear to god it sounds like you go "blah blah blah"/


    - VERSE -
    We’re living in a straight up plutocracy/
    no democracy, fake apoligies/
    chump change settlements, the hypocracy/
    no justice and countless atrocities/
    your words mean nothing, blah blah blah/
    celebration bitchez, "mazal tov"/
    the wolverine is pissed, the claws are off/
    i’m about solutions, y’all just talk and talk/
    and I pledge allegiance to the all of y’all/
    real talk - we are one, and here I come/
    I’m a part of the universe and it’s a part of me/
    travel the cosmos space time oddesy/
    to all of you emcees who hold the mic/
    you wanna live forever or be the moment’s hype?/
    we only got one home, better know it’s worth/
    feel something, say something - go to work/


    - HOOK -
    They open up their ears like a gift/
    so make your words mean something don’t just "blah blah blah"/
    I’m burnin’ up some ganja, yes indeed/
    cuz if your shit don’t have logic - I swear to god it sounds like you go "blah blah blah"/

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  • 03:01 Download Lyrics A Better Place

    - SAMPLE -
    Roxanne Meadows: "So this is an entirely different system. We look at what causes the problems and try and design a society that eliminates war, poverty, hunger, crime, and that can be done today."

    - VERSE -
    Money isn’t what you want and I’ll prove it too/
    You really only want the things money do for you/
    You can’t eat it, drink it, it don’t keep you warm/
    You can’t stack it around you and build a decent home/
    We don’t need reform from any politicians/
    who make plants illegal for you to rot in prison/
    The thing about the system that you gotta see/
    is that it’s no longer relevant, it’s obsolete
    We need a brand new vision for the way that we live/
    Gotta change the world before our babies get big/
    so they don’t feel a hundred and twenty degrees in the summer/
    we can put the guns down and scream “PEACE” if we wanna/
    I’m tired of living paycheck to paycheck/
    This madhouse - I’ve tried but I can’t escape it/
    I don’t blame anybody, it’s the same disease/
    we’re all plagued by money and insane with greed/
    At least we’re trained to be, it’s indoctrination/
    The elite bent on worldwide domination/
    We shouldn’t have to go to war and die for our nations/
    while the only benefits go to corporations/
    We can do much better, you can read about it/
    Resource-Based Economy, The Venus Project/
    Perpetual debt… where’s the bleepin’ logic?/
    I dream about shouting’ “Peace, I’m out this…”/
    Gonna bring you all with me if I ever get there/
    You can have abundance and access to healthcare/
    No more slave wages, it’s got to go!/
    Tryin’ to feed our kids is almost impossible/
    We all want the same things, we’re just tryin’ to live/
    You don’t want the whole pie, just a slice of it/
    So I’m-a strike a match and get right, ya dig?/
    And I wish that you all could feel as nice as this


    - HOOK -
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    (and this world… could be a better place)
    For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
    (the whole world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?
    (and this world… could be a better place)
    A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!
    (the whole world… could be a better place)
    for you… and me… for you… and we…
    for you… and me… for you… and we…

    Man I’m not your enemy, just hear me out/
    and let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting/
    ……let’s have conversation - no screaming or shouting

    - VERSE -
    I don’t wanna tell you how to live, make up your own damn mind/
    You don’t like how I feel? Cool homie, that’s fine/
    We don’t have to kill each other over it though/
    Do you, I’ll do me, we move forward and roll/
    That’s what grown folk do! There is NO utopia!/
    We stop improving… the show is over, so…/
    …you got an idea? Man, I’m glad to listen/
    A whole lot more UNITY, …that’s what’s missing/


    - HOOK -
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Is it worth looking into?/
    (and this world… could be a better place)
    For the stress and hard times you’ve been through/
    (the whole world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Do you really want war?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - Could we really end poverty?/
    (and the world… could be a better place)
    Ask yourself - - Is it worth looking into?
    (and this world… could be a better place)
    A bright new future. NO borders. Come in dude!
    (the whole world… could be a better place) 

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  • 05:13 Download Lyrics MCs Act Like They Don't Know

    - VERSE -
    Emcees act like they don’t know/
    no more than wanting to get that dough/
    they’re not interested in evolving their flow/
    so they don’t grow/
    KRS, knowledge reigns supreme/
    and sense that makes to me/
    I’m like Yoda using the force on this mic ... basically/
    back to school on these rappers that’s mishandling the mic/
    and I ain’t hating on everybody, some of these bammaz alright/
    but it just seems to me they’re lacking the passion to write/
    and if you’re willing to hear me out - for you I have some advice/
    try to remember why you picked up the pen and paper to start with/
    anybody can write a rap but that don’t make you an artist/
    if you’re not trying to see the light, staying complacent in darkness/
    hesitating to spread them wings and elevate above all this/
    realize that beats, rhymes and life will live forever/
    and you can teach the kids to beef or unify and stick together/
    it’s up to you to build bridges or build walls and fences/
    cuz the struggle never stops and class is always in session

    - VERSE -
    Komplex : coming soon

    - VERSE -
    D.N.A. : coming soon

    - VERSE -
    Emcees act like they don’t got no kinda respect for their ancestors/
    it ain’t about the flow, it ain’t about who rap better
    it ain’t about the money, ain’t about the records sold/
    or your crew - that “tough guy” act, it’s getting old/
    you’re ego-trippin’ left and right, demonstrating your pompousness/
    so disconnected with the collective consciousness/
    you’re not a wordsmith, you’re just a hip-hoppa/
    bitin’ everyone from Pac to Big Poppa/
    bitin’ everybody you think can make you a star/
    you  trying to be somebody else, you need to stay who you are/
    see, if you do you and prove true - the people respond/
    and before you know it - BOOM! …they’ll be singing along/
    you gotta take take what you learn and flip the script in your own way/
    I ain’t even all that, maybe my lyrics are okay/
    just do the best with what you got and master your flow/
    take it from a Hiphop scholar, better act like you know/

    - VERSE -
    Sino Kadafi : coming soon

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  • 03:23 Download Lyrics Howard Beale

    - SAMPLE -
    Howard Beale: “This is not a psychotic episode. This is a cleansing moment of clarity. I'm imbued, Max. I'm imbued with some special spirit. It's not a religious feeling at all. It's a shocking eruption of great electrical energy. I feel vivid and flashing, as if suddenly I'd been plugged into some great electromagnetic field. I feel connected to all living things. To flowers, birds, all the animals of the world. And even to some great, unseen, living force. What I think the Hindus call prana. But it's not a breakdown. I've never felt more orderly in my life. It is a shattering and beautiful sensation. It is the exalted flow of the space-time continuum, save that it is spaceless and timeless and... of such loveliness. I feel on the verge of some great, ultimate truth.”

    - VERSE -
    This one goes out to Howard Beale, may he rest in peace/
    he never lived, he never died, but he reflects in me/
    and he reflects in all of y’all most definitely/
    you’re feeling vivid and flashing with Howard’s energy/
    feel the clash of this titan, you’ve upset the beast/
    release the Kraken, I might just disconnect the leash/
    talking straight from the heart - that’s my specialty/
    you wanna holler? all u gotta do is message me/
    I know you’re sick of the lies, I know you’re sick of the fear/
    all this misinformation that’s getting in to your ears/
    you had hope for some change and now it’s been a few years/
    and just look how far we’ve come, and now you’re giving up here?/
    you’re fed up, I’m fed up - but we got work to do still/
    you’ve got the power to destroy, but I encourage you build/
    spread information through the matrix, feed your brains/
    and then get up off your ass so we can see some change/

    going back, going back, going back to school
    cuz the reality of you is you don’t have a clue
    going back, going back, going back to school
    cuz the reality of you is you don’t have a clue

    - VERSE -
    This one goes out to Howard Beale, this one goes out to you/
    you’re mad as hell, wishing you strength so you can power through/
    wish we could take this sick culture and somehow erase it/
    screaming “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/
    This one goes out to refugees just trying to survive/
    who want a regular life like yours or kinda like mine/
    crossing six thousand miles not knowing if they’ll make it/
    screaming “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/
    This one goes out to all the kids who still hungry tonight/
    Poppa can’t find a job and now money is tight/
    it’s either starve or steal groceries and make an escape quick/
    he’s mad as hell and he’s not gonna take it!/
    This one goes out to everybody still glued to the tube/
    they’re trying to take away your brain, get back to doing what you do/
    and say no more to these machine men, break out the matrix/
    and scream “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it!”/

    - END SAMPLE -
    Howard Beale: “And you will not take me off the air for now or for any other spaceless time!”

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  • 03:26 Download Lyrics Is You Is...

    Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
    is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
    Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
    if you do then i hope you come back to me/

    - VERSE -
    He’s a workaholic as some would call it/
    making all these tracks, drinking coffee black/
    stay in the lab ’til he pass out, sleep a few/
    and then it’s back to the grind, make the people move/
    late nights in these streets trying to move some units/
    put a rhyme to a beat and make it do it to it/
    rock a show for the people, get the word on the streets/
    he’s been out of the house for two thirds of the week/
    and he can tell she can tell he pretend he’s fine/
    she’s been asking him when they’re gonna spend some time/
    see it depends on the time he get back, he don’t know/
    last few times he’s had to postpone/
    and he can’t rewind time or grant her wishes/
    is he the same man that’ll handle business?/
    she’s getting tired of waiting, so kind and patient/
    even though she smile seems like her eyes are saying/

    - HOOK -
    Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?/
    The way you’re acting lately makes me doubt/
    You is still my baby baby/
    I guess my baby’s found somebody new/

    Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
    is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
    Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
    if you do then i hope you come back to me/


    - VERSE -
    She’s a total badass and man, she has class/
    always on the go, you got a question - ask fast/
    no time to waste for this queen/
    she’s a player in the game and she plays to live dreams/
    she’s got a good man and she loves him fine/
    but he knows he’s got love, he wants her time/
    she stays on the road, all ways, all roads/
    “nah Babe, not again, please say it ain’t so”/
    she just got back and now she’s leaving so soon/
    he try to help out with everything she go through/
    she don’t need a boss man, she’s got it covered/
    “…so does she not need me?” he tries not to wonder/
    maybe Baby’s found somebody new/
    maybe he walked right up like “Howdy do?”/
    but she don’t stop to talk, and it’s stressful wondering/
    he got a thousand questions but asks just one thing/

    - HOOK -
    Is you is or is you ain’t my baby?/
    The way you’re acting lately makes me doubt/
    You is still my baby baby/
    I guess my baby’s found somebody new/

    Baby, baby, say it ain’t so/
    is it the way I act that’s making you go?/
    Baby, baby, do you have to leave?/
    if you do then i hope you come back to me/

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  • 02:26 Download Lyrics Weedbag

    Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
    (Hell yeah!)
    Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
    (Hell yeah!)

    - VERSE -
    It’s about that time to go/
    to spit some more of that magic in the microphone/
    but before I get to straight taking over the game/
    I gotta get my mind right, take a bowl to the brain/
    so I takes me a seat and I start relaxing/
    got my lighter and my piece, now it’s on to packing/
    but something’s not right when I feel my pocket/
    Yo, I can’t find my bag, shit - I must have dropped it/
    this is not the kind of “L” I need right now/
    I’ve been putting in work and it’s the weekend, how/
    in the what did I do, I mean I thought I had it/
    then suddenly POOF, now it’s gone like magic/
    so I sprint to the car, maybe it’s still inside/
    this is the kinda bullshit that’s gonna kill my high/
    but I’m damn low and now my bag doesn’t exist/
    man that’s fifty bucks, my wife’s gonna be pissed/

    - HOOK -
    I’ve lost my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth and forth…)
    can’t find my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth, I’m looking…)
    I’ve lost my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth and forth…)
    can’t find my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth, I’m searching…)

    - VERSE -
    So I’ve flipped couch cushions, traced my steps/
    and I’m about to stress out, I need to take a breath/
    man, I hope one of my neighbors didn’t pick it up/
    I’ll slap ‘em in the face like I don’t give a …./
    STOP! this is my own damn fault, I suppose I’ll focus/
    it didn’t just get up and walk like hocus pocus/
    it’s gotta be somewhere, but I’ve looked all over/
    feel like I’ve hit my head, having a football moment/
    I gotta get to work, the mic is on/
    and I can spit without a hit and drop a mighty bomb/
    but nothing even comes close to being in the zone/
    the weed makes me lovely, the liquor don’t/
    and so I gotta leave no stone unturned/
    even looking in the fridge, this is so ubsurd/
    this is driving me nuts, time is flying past/
    before I choke a bitch, I gotta find my stash/

    - HOOK -
    I’ve lost my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth and forth…)
    can’t find my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth, I’m looking…)
    I’ve lost my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth and forth…)
    can’t find my weedbag…
    (…back, back, forth, I’m searching…)


    - VERSE -
    I’ve looked high and low and every god damn place/
    I’m ‘bout to comb the whole earth, even outer space/
    how could she vanish in to thin air without a trace/
    missing Mary Jane already, dreaming about her taste/
    man I’m blown as hell, I need to take a shit/
    and then I reach into my pants and … wait - what’s this?/

    Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
    (Hell yeah!)
    Are my smokers in this muthafucka?
    (Hell yeah!)

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  • 04:48 Download Lyrics Blood, Badges and Tears

    - SAMPLE -
    ‘When A Child Dies’ by Mumia Abu Jamal:
    “Newsbreak: Cleveland officials announce no charges to be files in the police killing of 12-year-old Tamir Rice. There is something shattering about the death, the killing, of a child. When a child dies the natural order is torn, the stars weep and the earth quakes. We have become so accustomed to this system we suppose it is natural instead of a human imposition. Politicians in the pocket of so called police unions bow before bags of silver and blink away the death of a child – especially if a black child. What man-made institution is more precious than a child? What job? What so called profession? What office? What state? When a child dies, adults don’t deserve to breathe their stolen air. When a child dies, the living must not rest until they have purged the poison that dared harm such a one. When a child dies, time runs backward and attempts to right such a wrong. This should inspire movements worldwide to fight like never before. For something vile has happened before our eyes. A child has been killed, and in America – because it’s a black child – it means next to nothing. From Imprisoned Nation, this is Mumia Abu Jamal.”

    - INTRO -
    This one goes out to all the families. We understand. Any day - it could be any one of us.

    - HOOK -
    We stand here united to tell you we’ve had it to here/
    this disregard for human life, the blood, badges and tears/
    he never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…
    she never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…

    - VERSE -
    Shots fired - then I collapse and I feel the concrete pressing on my cheek/
    I can feel the blood filling my lungs and it’s getting hard to breathe/
    I can feel the shock kicking in as I try and scream for help/
    somebody tell me what I did wrong cuz I can’t even tell/
    I remember telling my wife and babies Daddy’d be home soon/
    never thought they’d have to get that call and hear that sad news/
    I remember hearing a voice shout ‘Hold it right there!’/
    then I turn around and pause staring at my worst nightmare/

    - HOOK -
    We stand here united to tell you we’ve had it to here/
    this disregard for human life, the blood, badges and tears/
    he never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…
    she never even got to say goodbye… goodbye…

    - VERSE -
    I can feel my phone in my right hand still clenched tight/
    getting colder by the second but if I try I think I just might/
    get a call out to my wife but what could I possibly tell her?/
    don’t be afraid? everything’s ok? and one day we’ll be together?/
    and - NO! a swift kick to my hand and now I’m on my own/
    I had planned to see my babies grow up but now I’m callin’ home/
    I feel my body turned over, he’s searching for weapons/
    I’m scared as hell that I’m gonna die and I’m not sure his intentions/
    I’m sorry Love, I know I promised you I’d always come back/
    but laying here in my own blood I just can’t promise you that/
    just hug my babies for me one last time and tell them I love them/
    being their daddy was the best, I can feel my body wants to rest/
    I close my eyes and take my last breath, please forgive me for leaving/
    …while I’m still breathing - please forgive me for leaving/

    - END SAMPLE -
    (actual confrontation between an unarmed citizen and first one, then two police officers with guns drawn)

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  • 02:21 Download Lyrics Until The Sun Comes Up

    What’s this?
    my god!
    do tell…
    lets’ sway!

    grab your partner - here we go/
    round and round - dosie do!/
    grab your partner - here we go/
    round and round - dosie do!/

    - VERSE -
    They’re not hard to find, they’re a dime a dozen/
    a bad-ass Mami with a tightened stomach/
    the kind who everywhere she go she gotta take a selfie/
    friends list full but her brains are empty/
    you’re on a level that I didn’t know existed/
    talk food to my brain - it’s so delicious/
    I’d hang on every word if you stop to lecture/
    the way you smile that smile when you’re droppin’ ‘F’ words/
    you did the same thing with the rule book I did/
    like - “one life to live and it’s do or die kids”/
    you’re independent, I’m independent/
    and it’s nice talking to you if I didn’t mention/
    the night is young and I listen well/
    I can buy you a drink or I can twist an ‘L’/
    you’re a combination of nuts and wisdom/
    matter fact… you had me at ‘fuck the system!’/

    - HOOK -
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/
    I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    just listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    I wanna listen to you talk my ears off/

    - VERSE -
    I wanna hear all about your time abroad/
    and imagine all the places that we might have gone/
    taking walks to the sound of your favorite music/
    I feel something in the air - it’s name is cupid/
    (god damn) señorita - what you doin’ to me?/
    finishing my sentences intuitively/
    you could write a hundred books and make a dozen stacks/
    I would sit and read every one of them front to back/
    I wanna hear what you think about the movies/
    cuz there’s a pretty good one comin’ out in two weeks/
    and I was just imagining taking you there/
    with that look in your eyes and the waves in your hair/
    if you can’t talk forever I’ll slow the time/
    your family is nuts? …so is mine!/
    you’re making me wonder what’s come about me/
    I wanna give you my number AND my house key/

    - HOOK -
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (What’s this?)
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (my god!)
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (do tell…)
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (lets’ sway now)
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (What’s this?)
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (my god!)
    I’ve never met anybody quite like you/ (do tell…)
    and if you don’t mind, what I’d like to do/ (lets’ sway now)
    I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    just listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    I wanna listen to you talk ’til the sun comes up/
    I wanna listen to you talk my ears off/

    - OUTRO -
    grab your partner - here we go/
    round and round - dosie do!/
    grab your partner - here we go/
    round and round - dosie do!/

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  • 04:59 Download Lyrics Mad Scientist Flow

    - SAMPLE -
    George Carlin from “Life Is Worth Losing”:
    “There’s a reason education sucks! And it’s the same reason that it will never be fixed. It’s never going to get any better. Don’t look for it. Be happy with what you’ve got. Because the owners of this country don’t want that.”

    …back to school c’mon… back to school

    - VERSE -
    I keep on trying to advance and it seems like y’all just stay put/
    you’re small time as fuck like an argument on facebook/
    all these albums and these mixtapes really don’t mean shit/
    without an educated mind from which you’re going to spit/
    see and you don’t peep the lessons, busy watching a ball game/
    shout out to all the small kids getting pushed around in the hallways/
    a bully is a super-villan with only one power/
    remember that you’re the hero - pay no mind to them dumb cowards/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    It’s the information age and this is unacceptable/
    like hate speech towards a person for being a homosexual/
    people can change the world and I wonder what’s stopping them/
    we don’t need politicians - we need food, water and oxygen/
    education, information, truth and abundance/
    and all without a price tag, tell me who doesn’t want this?/
    don’t you think our children deserve the highest quality of life/
    and if I die I died battling this darkness with some light/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)
    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    See, I no longer blame the people for the fault in their ways/
    because it’s selfish leadership that’s the biggest problem today/
    they divide and conquer us and y’all submit willingly/
    I don’t fit in at your social events - it’s not killing me/
    these cops’ killing sprees prove we’re not really free/
    why don’t you stop frisking me like I’m some shoplifting teen/
    a couple mixtapes, my phone - that’s what I got in my jeans/
    have I committed a crime? what could it possibly be?/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    I do this for my son and daughter - feeding them knowledge/
    your Poppa’s not a Rolling Stone with a lot of cheese in his pocket/
    I ain’t seen Benjamin in a while, mostly receipts in my wallet/
    a happy, sad, mad scientist, a beast and a monster/
    who doesn’t give up on the mission, he’s far too stubborn/
    when life hits you - hit back and be the stronger puncher/
    like Little Mac, y’all my little champs and I couldn’t be prouder/
    enjoy your Daddy’s newest CD and turn it up louder/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    Simon says everybody run and tell a friend/
    if you do nothing - nothing change and the shit never ends/
    Hiphop in my brain, star stuff in my blood/
    cock-punch your brain like a hard puff on a blunt/
    purple haze, white widow, don’t give a “F” what it’s called/
    it’s Mother Earth and Mother knows way better than y’all/
    so you can keep your pharmaceuticals, I ain’t trying to die/
    I’m in my muthafuckin’ prime and I’ve got my eye on the prize/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    Shout out to my godsons Nate, Jonnie and Josh/
    don’t be getting crazy with girls, need to elevate yourself first/
    your Father would tell you ‘you ain’t ready for that?’/
    so at least be selective and remember your hat/
    you got a lot of shit to learn so pay attention, I love you/
    it’s one life and “game over” you don’t get to hit undo/
    it’s not a muthafuckin’ game and them boys don’t know jack/
    so read them books that I be sending y’all front to back/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    It’s been an honor and a privilege making these records/
    I don’t be trying to piss you off, frustrate, or upset you/
    because I got a big mouth and I stay reporting the news/
    turn off the damn TV, it’s distorting your views/
    shout out to WPFW 89.3/
    cuz CNN and FOX is not the kinda news I need/
    and I never made it up to John Stewart’s Daily Show/
    remember that nothing is forever and that’s the way it goes/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    If I could drown in the music all day every day/
    it’d be Rick James bitchez and we’d straight celebrate/
    and play music by the legends, the greats of the greats/
    and you can crack open a blunt or break out the vapes/
    but we gotta grind hard, we gotta stay independent/
    support net neutrality - the greatest of weapons/
    in the war on bullshit, we need participation/
    cuz we are one, come together each and every nation/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - VERSE -
    What more can I say man? it’s great to be alive/
    and if you still believe in god and wanna pray for me that’s fine/
    we got more important things that we can probably agree on/
    like Black Lives Matter, in fact I’d have to/
    guess you’d probably be ok ending the war on drugs/
    but enough serious rap, yo - come here and get smacked/
    I’ll smack you back and forth, smack you counter clockwise/
    you’re not prepared to go twelve rounds with Popeye/

    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)
    …back to school c’mon… back to school
    because class not through you haven’t mastered you (…yet)

    - END SAMPLE -
    George Carlin from “Life Is Worth Losing”:
    “Its called the american dream because you have to be asleep to believe it.”

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  • 03:49 Download Lyrics Moving On

    moving on… moving on…

    - VERSE -
    Sometimes she loves you, sometimes she doubts/
    she can take just so much lying down/
    she never tried to change you, she let you be/
    she let her guard down for you and potentially/
    made a mistake, but for you - she was optimistic/
    she cooked you dinner and she got the dishes/
    she gave you that time when you needed it most/
    she’s down for you like it’s not even a joke/
    and the way that you’re treating her - you know it’s wrong/
    she’s got a shred of faith left to which she’s holding on/
    it’s just a matter of time now - the clock is ticking/
    with your false promises like a politician/
    she deserves much better everybody knows it/
    you’re a chapter in life - she’s about to close it/
    you done used up all of that “forgive me please”/
    you won’t even see her in your dreams/

    - HOOK -
    You don’t see the signs? …what she’s about to do?/
    you don’t think she’ll pack and walk out on you?/
    she can take just so much, … just so much/
    you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
    you better watch your step man, … watch your step/
    before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
    better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
    because she isn’t just leaving - she’s moving on/

    moving on… moving on…

    - VERSE -
    Sometimes he loves you and he tries to show/
    he’s got pain in his heart but he hides it though/
    doesn’t do enough living - he’s dying slow/
    you’re toxic he feels it inside his soul/
    so he’s sick and tired, still trying his best/
    maybe trying is the problem, maybe it’s time to jet/
    get ghost and move on - not to someone else, …/
    but like detox and recover health/
    you want him to settle down, he was born to fly/
    he’s a child at heart, you seem bored with life/
    for you he made space, made time and then some/
    don’t equate success with the size of income/
    no time anymore for old ways of thinking/
    don’t be surprised if he don’t wanna be out late just drinking/
    he’s ready to evolve and start the transition/
    this good man with heart and ambition/

    - HOOK -
    You don’t see the signs? …what he’s about to do?/
    you don’t think he’ll pack and walk out on you?/
    he can take just so much, … just so much/
    you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
    you better watch your step girl, … watch your step/
    before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
    better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
    because he isn’t just leaving - he’s moving on/

    - VERSE -
    cuz a good woman is one of a kind/
    and a good man, yes - is hard to find/
    there’s no fairy tales, you gotta take some action/
    stop hittin’ them bars, go out and make it happen/
    cuz a good woman - she ain’t at the bar/
    and a good man drive a regular car/
    it’s a fluctuating thing being in love and happy/
    less B.S. and more understanding/
    …and that’s my word

    - HOOK -
    You don’t see the signs? …what we’re about to do?/
    you don’t think we’ll pack and walk out on you?/
    we can take just so much, … just so much/
    you’ll be begging for more time when it’s up/
    you better watch your step now, … watch your step/
    before you learn a hard lesson you will not forget/
    better figure out quick what you’re doing wrong/
    because we ain’t just leaving - we’re moving on/

    moving on… moving on… moving on…

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One Man Army

by DVS (aka Bonez)

Released 2005
Dark Night Records
Released 2005
Dark Night Records
The coming of age sounds of a writer & independent emcee dedicated to the craft. Bonez (aka DVS) shows that artists don't need record labels to realize their ideas - the basic idea and message behind 'One Man Army'. Honest stories by a young man in conflict.
  • 06:08 Lyrics The Ram (Intro)

    - HOOK -
    I wasn't born in the projects, and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
    Neva took no bullets but fuck it! U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
    No, I don't act like I'm black! And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
    I don't even call myself Hispanic dick! I'm just Henry a-ight?/
    but you can call me DVS when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
    and I can school you on the mic, so homie don't make me have to teach you/
    I've been in this rap game long enough/ to see through a phony and call his bluff/
    so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/ I'm about to show you all wuzup/

    - VERSE 1 -
    the High School graduate & University no-show/
    cuz my ass was too busy lookin' for beatz for this dope flow/
    got a sick ass crew, but I was born to go solo/
    and so u don't miss my fuckin' point I'll spit it so slow/
    My nieces and nephews 'll understand what I'm sayin'/
    they'll hear the tone of my voice and already know I'm not playin'/
    no, this ain't that h-i-p - p-o-p spittin' in layman's/
    but it's not that complicated/
    Dark Night Entertainment/
    one rapper's new chapter/
    that's causin' massive disaster/
    to multi-platinum actors/
    leadin' attacks on these bastards/
    chargin' as fast as a raptor/
    swingin' and slashin' them daggers/
    I'm-a put my ballz in their throat
    and that'll be all that she wrote/
    It's so ridiculous how I spit it/
    so vicious with the quitckness/
    no fuckin' shit bitch! i'm gifted/
    I ain't just produce it, I mixed it/
    a black belt on the mic, feelin' right at home in the studio/
    my name is DVS and I'm reportin' for duty yo!/

    - HOOK -
    I wasn't born in the projects, and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
    Neva took no bullets but fuck it! U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
    No, I don't act like I'm black! And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
    I don't even call myself Hispanic dick! I'm just Henry a-ight?/
    but you can call me DVS when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
    and I can school you on the mic, so homie don't make me have to teach you/
    I've been in this rap game long enough/ to see through a phony and call his bluff/
    so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/ I'm about to show you all wuzup/

    - VERSE -
    It's been 4ever & 3 days/
    since I started reppin' VA/
    w/out a band or a DJ/
    or big-tit hoes in bustiers/
    and I've kept too quiet too long/
    constantly writin' new songs/
    puttin' my studio 2gether so I could finally do it all/
    I quit gettin' high & finally started savin' my ca$h/
    I couldn't live like I was 18 no more, put it way in my past/
    along w/chasin' sluts givin' up that butt cuz they crazy & fast/
    man I got my eyez on the prize, I'm focused, and it's too late 2 go back/
    so just consider this the introduction to something that's comin'/
    I'm about 2 make u feel the heebies runnin' up in ya stomach/
    just like your 1st time in the backseat fuckin' in public/
    go run & tell all your friends "god damn I luv how he does it"/
    and yes it's very necessary 2 make my entrance like this/
    I'm-a keep on rockin' like John Lennon did in '76/
    until I go out w/a bang, and I don't mean emptying clips/
    I mean a retirement orgy, cuz I'm-a get buried in tits/

    - HOOK -
    I wasn't born in the projects, and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
    Neva took no bullets but fuck it! U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
    No, I don't act like I'm black! And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
    I don't even call myself Hispanic dick! I'm just Henry a-ight?/
    but you can call me DVS when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
    and I can school you on the mic, so homie don't make me have to teach you/
    I've been in this rap game long enough/ to see through a phony and call his bluff/
    so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/ I'm about to show you all wuzup/

    - VERSE -
    Man I luv the 1st album, but I knew something was missing/
    like sayin' goodbye 2 your lover w/out no huggin' & kissin'/
    so for those who heard The Chain Letter & still wasn't convinced, it's/
    time I dropped the damn bomb on all u son-of-a-bitchez/
    ROLL CALL! DVS, 2 Men-E, Technician; C'MON!
    Ms.Kandi, Dark Night Entertainment. C'MON!
    and this is just the beginnning/
    I'm no longer stuck in this prison/
    I control the buttons & switchez/
    and I make the fuckin' decisions/
    and I got the mic & the floor, so why don't u shut up & listen/
    cuz when I told u I'm the real deal - I wasn't just kiddin'/
    and that doesn't mean I'm the tightest, but now u know I ain't average/
    I spit the whole truth & nothing but the truth like Michael Savage/
    and I've been waitin' 4 this moment for a long time, let's get it on!/
    my goal is to deliver a banger w/each & every song/
    until I retire, or until the day I'm dead & gone/
    I'll fight until the last breath like Optimus & Megatron/

    - BRIDGE -
    My mission is simple I'm here 2 take out the garbage/
    and bring respect back 2 every cat spittin' raw shit/
    but everything's turned Pop, man somethin' is wrong with/
    this misdirection of rappers, it's gettin' 'em lost quick/
    I c so many cars & hoes it's makin' me nauseous/
    I'd rather shoot my video on stage in front of a moshpit/
    got my mic in my left hand, my right got my ballz gripped/
    don't act like u don't know the words, c'mon - sing along bitch!/

    - HOOK -
    I wasn't born in the projects, and I wasn't raised by no gangstaz/
    Neva took no bullets but fuck it! U can call me crazy, but I'm thankful/
    No, I don't act like I'm black! And I don't pretend like I'm white!/
    I don't even call myself Hispanic dick! I'm just Henry a-ight?/
    but you can call me DVS when you hear me bangin' through your speakers/
    and I can school you on the mic, so homie don't make me have to teach you/
    I've been in this rap game long enough/ to see through a phony and call his bluff/
    so you wannabe thugs got ballz and nuts/ I'm about to show you all wuzup/

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  • 05:38 Lyrics FlaVA

    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/ and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/ Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/ if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/
    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/ this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, everybody say.../ Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, FUCK THAT!/

    - VERSE -
    Nobody could've seen me comin', I'm a ghost/ runnin' up on your blindside, gettin' mighty close/ to puttin' both hands around the mic by the throat/ and droppin' the antidote with a much higher dose/ than the radio got your mind used to swallowin'/ I'm tryin' 2 set ya mind free from the box it's in/ if u ain't worried about the state Hip-Hop is in/ then u don't really give a damn about it prospering/ everybody & their mama got a demo tape/ but how many emcees really demonstrate/ that they ridin' first class, not second rate?/ compared to me lyrically you're a featherweight/ I'm a T-rex hunting you Compies/ and I'm hungry as fuck, so can't none of you stop me/ from rippin' in and out, over and under this hot beat/ light speed's too slow, punch it to mach 3/ barely got started and I already lost you/ I'm done with the first album, u ready for part 2?/ stompin' the comp flat as a pancake/ ladies on the dance floor make ya ass shake/ everybody's lovin' this VA style/ and all you wannabees still tryin' to be 8 Mile/ you better wake up & pick up a pen, this ain't the movies/ don't no bangin' groupies wanna hang with you chief/ north, east, west, or u from the south/ it don't matter where you're from so shut your mouth/ as long as you raw, droppin' nothin' but bangers/ everybody's gonna bump it like it's something contageous/ so keep pullin' verses out the magic hat/ and put it down with your talent cat/ for all the hardworking rappers in your habitat/ because it ain't about pride, it just happens that.../

    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/ and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/ Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/ if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/
    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/ this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, everybody say.../ Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, FUCK THAT!/

    - VERSE -
    And as long as I'm armed with a pen & dope beats/ I'm-a always put it down for the 7-0-3/ I get the job done like a proffesional B/ even if it means that I ain't gettin' no sleep/ fuck it, I'm-a do whatever it takes bitch/ until my last breath like Neo in The Matrix/ a working class hero is something to be/ but not for me, that shit doesn't appease/ cuz I'm tryin' to live large like fuckers in Clifton/ and party like we do when we down in Richmond/ workin' in the studio for hours spittin'/ 'til we fryin' mics and burnin' out equipment/ no joke man, the way that I rhyme/ I'm-a drop shit like I've been living off Five Guys/ and doin' the mixdowns holdin' a Mai Thai/ feelin' right at home like Bone on the 9-9/ everywhere I go, got a pen and paper/ cuz I can't guarantee that I'll remember later/ lotta short term memory went up in smoke/ when I was back.... when I..../ (forgot my shit) and I don't have to make sense like the random killings/ of a D.C. sniper, cuz man I'm chillin'/ puttin' down this mic would be a whack decision/ I'm-a rhyme 'til Malvo gets out of prison/ rhyme 'til FCPD lose weight/ and everybody with a badge got a 32 waist/ rhyme 'til my ass gets old and wrinkled/ (over-shared that one man, don't you think so?)/ fine, how about 'til I'm out of my mind/ and out of lines like - damn it, I forgot how to rhyme/ rhyme 'til this album is referred to as classic/ and VA stands for Verbal Assassins/

    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/ and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/ Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/ if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/
    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/ this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, DVS gonna.../ Fuck you up, fuck you up, fuck you up, fuck you up,/ fuck you up, I'm-a fuck you up, straight fuck you up, just fuck you up,/ so DON'T HATE!!

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  • 04:52 Lyrics Enough Is Enough

    We gotta get away, gotta get away...




    - VERSE -
    Here you go again, lookin' through my phonebook for other girls' names/
    I've been with you three years, now my whole world's changed/
    you used to take care of me when I was sick, and hold me/
    and now you've become a possessive, jealous control freak/
    I recall back when you would give me my space/
    now you curse me out, slap me, and spit in my face/
    all the good times are gone, the joy is forgotten/
    and part of it is my fault for spoiling you rotten/
    everytime I step out, you want an explaination/
    so what's your definition of trust, interrogation?/
    no basis for the accusation, only speculation/
    I didn't pick up the phone, so what I kept you waiting/
    ...I'm tired of being called a liar/
    where's the girl I used to know? It's gettin' hard to find her/
    you're NOT forgiven, but what you expect me to say?/
    puttin' that knife to your wrists just to get me to stay/



    - HOOK -
    
I say I love you, but I hate you/
    I can be unhappy all alone, it doesn't take two/
    you say you love me, but it's a damn lie/
    we should just walk away now and never ask why/
    We gotta get away, gotta get away...



    - VERSE 2 -
    
Here I go again, lookin' through your dressers for notes & love letters/
    your ex keeps sending you. I'm more than just jealous/
    cuz if I can't have you, nobody else can/
    I'm lookin' in the mirror like "you really need help man"/
    I know I'm not happy, but I can't let you go/
    long as misery loves company we'll never grow/
    so we both want out, and it couldn't be any worse/
    girl you can't leave me, cuz I'm leaving you first/
    what is it about you that brings the worst out of me?/
    I'm callin' just to check up on you hourly/
    you better pick up, and be ready with details/
    you're out with your friends? Well they better be females/
    you say it's a guy and no way I'm-a stay cool/
    if I can't have girl-friends, you'll play by the same rules/
    I just wait for you right outside of your house/
    man, I can't believe the words comin' out of my mouth/

    

- HOOK -
    
I say I love you, but I hate you/
    I can be unhappy all alone, it doesn't take two/
    you say you love me, but it's a damn lie/
    we should just walk away now and never ask why/

    We gotta get away, gotta get away...

    - VERSE 3 -
    Here we go again,...
    fightin', then breakin' up/
    cryin', then makin' love/
    fightin' again, breakin' up/
    I love you and I hate your guts/
    and even all our friends know we're wrong for each other/
    so do our sisters and brothers, fathers and mothers/
    and anybody we go out with better run/
    cuz we're bound to argue and spoil everybody else's fun/
    how did we get this way? where did we go wrong?/
    it's just too late to start singing that old song/
    forgive me baby, take me back/
    we're never gonna stray from the way we act/
    until one of us leave and say enough is enough/
    too much has gone wrong, it wasn't just trust/
    it's over now, it's been over for the longest time/
    either one of us are happy here girl, it's all a lie/

    We gotta get away, gotta get away...

    - HOOK -
    I say I love you, but I hate you/
    I can be unhappy all alone, it doesn't take two/
    you say you love me, but it's a damn lie/
    we should just walk away now and never ask why/

    We gotta get away, gotta get away...

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  • 05:15 Lyrics 2 Cents

    - VERSE -
    So you want me to hit the club & do a little 'lean back'?/
    swallow all of your bullshit and fake like I eat that/
    you want me to go blind and not see this industry's trap/
    like "here, hand us your career if you want your cheese rat"?/
    you want me let you run my program like I don't have no plans/
    be somebody else's voice and brainwash my own fans/
    you wanna tell me what's best for me like "yo, do this instead of that!"?
    sign over my life and never get it back? Never that!/
    been a pleasure doin' business, but you know where you can stick it/
    cuz I ain't sellin' my soul, even if it means it'll probably get me rich quick/
    you got me all wrong thinkin' I'm in this for the jewelry/
    like I'm tryin' to make my first couple mil and spend it foolishly/
    whoever's just tryin' to look like everybody else is who it be/
    but throwback jerseys and hats don't have shit to do with me/
    how many cats in the mainstream really got talent? too few it seems/
    on a scale of 1-10, i'd give you puppets like a 2 or 3/
    there's no originality now, it's all the same old nonsense/
    video hoes with no clothes, even the rappers wanna be topless/
    and America's lovin' every minute, they don't really wanna stop this/
    we want conscious rap, but they want rap without a conscience/


    - HOOK -
    D - Even if it means I don't get paid
    V - Even if I gotta stay underground
    S - I'm happy here, I never said I wanted out
    And I'm - tellin' all you muthafuckaz right now
    D - Don't ever get me twisted with Hip-Pop
    V - Vicious emcees don't ever quit and run
    S - This is just a sample of things to come
    And I'll - Never put this muthafuckin' mic down


    - VERSE -
    I really hate to sound like I'm hatin', but this industrys creating/
    a complicated situation for so many tryin' to make it/
    their so busy celebratin' that their shit's in heavy rotation/
    on TV and radio stations that their egos inflating/
    so instead of makin' a statement with the music they makin'/
    it's been replaced by Hip-Hop for the enjoyment of corporations/
    that's why so many albums got so many fuckin' collaborations/
    to put a smile on every face that'll end up splittin' the paycheck/
    so if you only like them catchy tunes playin' in the club 2nite.../
    ...I don't give a fuck what you like/
    you think these poppy emcees got skills cuz these days that shit is "hot"?.../
    ...it wouldn't be if Pac didin't get shot/
    assassin on the mic and I'm-a keep spittin' 'til their good riddens.../
    ...try me if you think I'm bullshittin'/
    I'm-a make all my opinions public, hate it or love it.../
    even if it means I never make it, fuck it/
    I'll pledge allegiance to the Hip-Hop community/
    and every true emcee I've learned from who's influenced me/
    all my family and friends who push me to pursue the dream/
    shout out to my brother Yak, Verbal Assassins 2 & 3 4ever/


    - HOOK -
    D - Even if it means I don't get paid
    V - Even if I gotta stay underground
    S - I'm happy here, I never said I wanted out
    And I'm - tellin' all you muthafuckaz right now
    D - Don't ever get me twisted with Hip-Pop
    V - Vicious emcees don't ever quit and run
    S - This is just a sample of things to come
    And I'll - Never put this muthafuckin' mic down

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  • 03:47 Lyrics Our Time 2 Shine

    - VERSE -
    I'm a rare breed rapper with a rock star attitude/
    who practice the martial arts, ready to damage you/
    but I don't go lookin' for beef, I do the opposite/
    you can find me at the studio droppin' hits/
    always got something to spit, look bitch/
    I'm more vicious on the mic than I am with a hook kick/
    I know my purpose, I know what I stand for/
    and I'm-a get mine, you better go in and grab yours/
    or somebody else will, so don't let it happen/
    cuz he who thinks life is a joke isn't laughin'
    you gotta be a warrior mentally, physically/
    I'm so raw even my enemies are feelin' me/
    you never in your life heard nobody like me/
    I graduated from school with a rhyming degree/
    but I switched my major, started tryin' the beats/
    now I'm a one man army and life is a breeze, beast!/


    - HOOK -
    All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
    keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
    against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
    it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/


    - VERSE -

    Man, I love the music, that's why I do it so fluent/
    I'm a beast in my natural habitat movin'/
    I can't work a 9-5 the rest of my life/
    I'd rather go across the muthafuckin' neck with a knife/
    end it all right now, cuz what's the point?/
    how 'bout I just sit on my ass and puff a joint/
    get drunk by myself, smack my broke hoe?/
    you'd like that wouldn't you? but that's a no-no/
    you probably wanna see me go bananas-loco/
    paranoid out my mind, gettin' harassed by popo/
    but I'm too old to get caught up in that shit/
    a little to young to settle down and have kids/
    I wanna be able to give 'em what they deserve in life/
    goin' for the gold and the platinum certified/
    I'm tryin' to retire by the age of 25/
    have a party in my honor and hang my jersey high/


    - HOOK -
    All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
    keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
    against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
    it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/


    - VERSE -
    Drivin' down the highway, speakers bumpin'/
    in an '02 Accord, no need for frontin'/
    just rehearsing a rhyme, sippin' tea or something/
    don't worry about the tracks, man I keeps 'em comin'/
    there's so many talented emcees without a deal/
    and so many emcees without a clue how they feel/
    tryin' to be that rapper in the video/
    steppin' out the car to the bar with a pretty hoe/
    you ain't nothin' if you can't be yourself/
    and you stuck in a fantasy world beyond needing help/
    I'd rather drop something that might inspire you/
    than take you out the game because I'm sick and tired of you/
    there's too much drama in the rap game anyways/
    for me to add to it by tryin' to make enemies/
    so I'm-a just ride off approaching the sunset/
    you ain't heard nothin', I ain't close to done yet/


    - HOOK -
    All my real emcees in the house 2nite/
    keep doin' what you do, launch a counterstrike/
    against every non-believer who doubts you tight/
    it's time for us to shine by puttin' out their lights/


    And the band keeps playing on...

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  • 04:19 Lyrics Fingaz Up

    - HOOK -
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...If you got mad liquor in the brain and you still maintain/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...man, it's only like 8 'til 3, we in the place to be/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...if you feelin' alive & loco and despise the popo/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...everybody's goin' crazy G, that's what you came to see/


    - VERSE -
    Ay-yo, the boyz are back with something new and improved/
    ain't a lot of rappers that can fool with this crew/
    y'all muthafuckaz can't do what we do/
    like Technician, DVS and 2 in this booth/
    time to celebrate another album release/
    by gatherin' up a huge mass in the streets/
    I perfected the rhymes, mastered the beats/
    lethal weapon on this mic, who's askin' for beef/
    call the crew and tell 'em "y'all gotta come thru"/
    we havin' a party at the crib, so bring a lot of that brew/
    I already got the Henn dawg, and the Malibu/
    bring anybody you want, just leave the attitude/
    anywhere you want but don't bring it in here/
    or you tappin' NO liquor, you drinkin' NO beer/
    get 'cha ass out, fron door's open wide cuz/
    nigga I don't need you in here blowin' my buzz/


    - VERSE -
    Drape a shirt, pull'a pant, buck'a lion, lace some kicks/
    rock'a blaze'or a cap, put a watch on my wrist/
    then I'm out with the quickness/
    exceedin' the speedin' the limits/
    puttin' the crew to the limits/
    tellin' my niggaz who is this/
    2 Men-E, and I'm picky at the party, 'cause I'm only drinkin' Henney/
    so I got my personal pint supply/
    fLy guy swoopin' through, like a hawk with an eye/
    not a bird, it's a third, that is really watchin' you, too/


    - HOOK -
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...If you got mad liquor in the brain and you still maintain/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...man, it's only like 8 'til 3, we in the place to be/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...if you feelin' alive & loco and despise the popo/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...everybody's goin' crazy G, that's what you came to see/


    - VERSE -
    90 proof in the booth, drunk to the tooth/
    all these birds flock to the fruit/
    jockin' a dude like a Pac & a 2/
    fuck them hoes, need a bob and a brew/
    to the cop in the blue, eat a cock and the two/
    nuts in my drawers bust in ya jaws/
    I'm buzzed like a saw forget what you heard and fuck what you saw/
    we rugged and raw, stay duckin' the law/
    takin' a chance like pluckin' a straw, you duck and you crawl/
    when you see Technician, DVS - Bread & Butter/
    come with Kamal, (...aka 2 Men-E...) stunnin' 'em all/
    round of applause, big ups to my dawgz/
    who's down for the cuase, and all you broadz,
    strip down to ya bras/ and if I'm shroomin'/
    I'm fuckin' it raw, fingaz up 2 the stars/


    - VERSE -
    We doin' this shit until the sun come up/
    and everybody's either passed out or drunk as fuck/
    and I'm feelin' mad good cuz it's nothin' but/
    all of my closest peepz showin' they love for us/
    throw ya fingaz up, waive 'em right to left/
    this ain't the kinda party track that you might expect/
    but I don't really give a - what? damn it, I forget/
    I had a lot to drink, but it ain't life or death/

    It's just a party, no need to trip/
    it's just a party, no need to trip/
    it's just a party y'all, no need to trip, see/
    it's just a, it's just a, no need to, no need to/


    - HOOK -
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...If you got mad liquor in the brain and you still maintain/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...man, it's only like 8 'til 3, we in the place to be/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...if you feelin' alive & loco and despise the popo/
    (Throw ya fingaz Up)
    ...everybody's goin' crazy G, that's what you came to see/


    - OUTRO -
    All my peoples in the front, fingaz up, throw 'em high/
    cuz we don't give a fuck about neighbors tryin' to shut this party down/
    Now all my peoples in the back, fingaz up, throw 'em high/
    cuz we don't give a fuck about the police tryin' to shut this party down/
    All my peoples in the front and the back, fingaz up,/
    cuz we don't give a fuck about 'em, we don't give a fuck about 'em/
    I said all my peoples in the front and the back, fingaz up,/
    no we don't give a fuck about 'em, we don't give a fuck about 'em/
    All my peoples in the front and the back, fingaz up/
    cuz we don't give a fuck about nobody tryin' to shut this party down/
    All my peoples in the front and the back, fingaz up/
    no we don't give a fuck about nobody tryin' to shut this party down/

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  • 04:19 Lyrics Drunk By Myself

    - VERSE -
    Too many shots of the Captain, drunk by myself, and I'm trying not to think about you/
    but it's too late, I'm in another mindstate, head spinning and I'm pissed cuz I'm here without you/
    trying to keep calm, sweaty palms, veins popping out my arms thinking about the last time that I saw her/
    I should've told her then that I know we're only friends, but I can't pretend to not want to take this farther/
    we've known each other all this time, and I'm lieing when I say I'm doing fine cuz my mind keeps on suffering/
    should I flip this friendship in an instant with a quick kiss, or just keep on wondering/
    what if it doesn't work out? Or, what if it does? Or. what if I decide to just stop fuckin' with love/
    I'm becoming obsessed, overstressed, cuz I can't just up & confess, better think of something because.../


    - HOOK -
    I'm drunk by myself, thinking "damn this can't be right" cuz it feels like/
    you don't even know I exist, and I just keep throwing down cups of/
    Hennesy, coconut Captain Mo's, Jack & Coke, knowing that it won't/
    bring my soul no peace, but at least I can just sit here and get fucked up


    - VERSE -
    Too many sips of the Cognac, drunk by myself, still trying not to think about you/
    eyes bloody red, can't barely feel my legs, head spinning, and I'm pissed cuz I'm still here without you/
    I wonder if she knows the real deal about how I feel? Something about the way we make eye contact.../
    but who am I kidding, this shit is probably forbidden, we're getting a little too close, better slide on back/
    I gotta be honest with myself, I don't know what I hope to accomplish, maybe I'm just burned out/
    too much thinking, and way too much drinking, I don't even got no room in my life for no girl now/
    but I can't keep on pretending to be strong, feeling weak staring in my empty glass/
    like nobody in the world is even giving a damn about this pitiful man like "Fuck Henry's ass!"/


    - HOOK -
    I'm drunk by myself, thinking "damn this can't be right" cuz it feels like/
    you don't even know I exist, and I just keep throwing down cups of/
    Hennesy, coconut Captain Mo's, Jack & Coke, knowing that it won't/
    bring my soul no peace, but at least I can just sit here and get fucked up

    - SKIT -
    "you have two new voice messages, first voice message:
    "Yo, this is yourself calling. You're probably drunk as shit by now, so I guess I gotta remind you NOT to call her. You're gonna sound like an idiot, you're gonna make things even worse...thank me for it later."
    (click)


    - VERSE -
    Too many times I've been drunk, trying to sober up, before I start going nuts, cuz every time I see you/
    I know you got a man, and I try to understand that I gotta keep the flirting on the low and just be cool/
    but it gets harder everytime you tempt me so inderectly, and I'm starting to read the signs/
    we must be a little bit more than friends so don't pretend you've never thought about being mine/
    (cuz if I didn't know better) I'd swear that you want me as bad as I want you/
    but I'm-a let that thought marinate, and wait until I'm straight, cuz now I ain't just stressed, I'm drunk too/
    trying to keep from throwing up (up...up...up...), I want to let you know what's up (up...up...up...)/
    and when the time is right, baby I just might, right now - I'm tryin' to find out who put this hole in my cup...!?!


    - HOOK -
    I'm drunk by myself, thinking "damn this can't be right" cuz it feels like/
    you don't even know I exist, and I just keep throwing down cups of/
    Hennesy, coconut Captain Mo's, Jack & Coke, knowing that it won't/
    bring my soul no peace, but at least I can just sit here and get fucked up


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  • 03:43 Lyrics Lust Story

    - VERSE -
    She was perfect in every way until I got to know her/
    as soon as she started running her mouth, it was over/
    I knew it wouldn't be nothing serious between us/
    but a penis, on her back with her knees up/
    it wasn't jack shit to get inside of those jeans/
    listening to her scream, tellin' me she's having dreams/
    about me gettin' deep inside of that thang/
    cuz I drive her insane, who am I to complain/
    it's not like I'm the only one getitn' what I want/
    it isn't exactly like I'm beggin' her to jump/
    on top of me so I can see me hit it from the front/
    and finish it off by givin' head until I come/
    and spittin' for this chick wasn't even an option/
    so I didn't see no reason to stop this/
    I couldn't put a price on seein' her topless/
    a dime from head to toe, and DVS got rich/
    it could've been a one night stand that ended peaceful/
    but what do you know? we're back for the sequel/
    I must've been feelin' her as much as she was feelin' me/
    I would've never guessed we'd complete the trilogy/
    something was wrong, and I knew I was in danger/
    when a couple nights later I returned the favor/
    and I didn't give a fuck, I'd do it again/
    I know a lot of niggaz would in pursuit of this 10/


    - HOOK -
    We didn't do nothin' but lust/
    and she couldn't have earned my trust/
    me, I was so caught in the moment/
    I didn't think about any hearts gettin' broken/
    we didn't do nothin' but sex/
    and she started becoming obsessed/
    me, I knew that it had to end soon/
    but I kept gettin' pulled back in the bedroom


    - VERSE -
    It's a damn shame, I don't even know this girl's last name/
    even though I'm in the backseat gettin' mad brain/
    3:30 in the morning and I gotta be at work/
    I guess I'm workin' overtime and this is probably a perk/
    and I wasn't tryin' to be a jerk when I hit & run/
    cuz she was havin' just as much fun when I'd give her some/
    maybe I'm a little slow, but callin' me Papi/
    wasn't exactly what I'd call tryin' to stop me/
    she was lovin' every minute, fuck what you heard/
    it wasn't just like I kicked her but to the curb/
    why would I wanna do something absurd/
    like throw away my chance to get up in her skirt/
    a little more than one time? because one isn't enough/
    but that's just me, maybe for some of you it was/
    this one night stand lasted about three weeks/
    give or take a couple days we didn't spend between sheets/
    speaking body language in difficult positions/
    I felt like what we had was turning into an addiction/
    I was losing control, caught in the whirlwind/
    not to mention I kinda sorta had a girlfriend/
    I had to snap out of it and try to get past it/
    so I ended it, but damn it was fun while it lasted/
    we didn't even give each other one little last kiss/
    it started too fast, and ended just as quick/


    - HOOK -
    We didn't do nothin' but lust/
    and she couldn't have earned my trust/
    me, I was so caught in the moment/
    I didn't think about any hearts gettin' broken/
    we didn't do nothin' but sex/
    and she started becoming obsessed/
    me, I knew that it had to end soon/
    but I kept gettin' pulled back in the bedroom


    - VERSE -
    Now, for everybody out there callin' me a dog/
    I'll be happy to accept that apology from y'all/
    cuz spittin' the harsh truth doesn't bother me cuz I'll/
    admit I'm full of shit to say there's no dog in me at all/
    but let's be honest though ladies/
    does everything I'm sayin' really sound that crazy?/
    takin' somebody to bed doesn't mean you want their baby/
    actin' like none of y'all out there ever played me/
    shit, women got game, you better recognize/
    you livin' outside of the reality, step inside/
    some of y'all housewives are freaks undercover/
    otherwise your husband might be with another/
    and I don't got no kids, no ring, no wife/
    always use a rubber cuz I'm tryin' to live my life/
    and when I settle down you won't see me actin' dumb as shit/
    I'm gettin' that out of my system while I'm young and fit/


    - HOOK -
    We didn't do nothin' but lust/
    and she couldn't have earned my trust/
    me, I was so caught in the moment/
    I didn't think about any hearts gettin' broken/
    we didn't do nothin' but sex/
    and she started becoming obsessed/
    me, I knew that it had to end soon/
    but I kept gettin' pulled back in the bedroom

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  • 03:56 Lyrics Let It Go

    - VERSE -
    Back when I just started writing rhymes, it was "keepin' it real"
    and not a damn thing's changed, I stil speak what I feel/
    though I was young, and I was dumb, and I exaggerated some/
    I never acted brave, I was, and I didn't have to play with guns/


    - VERSE -
    I cherish anonymity, my parents had a tendency/
    to put some sense in my, my destiny is to rest in peace/
    and improve progressively, you best believe each breath I breathe/
    I leave 'em with the recipe for sucess, and bless 'em like the heavenly/


    - VERSE  -
    Since birth had my mind Right/
    don't understand, so a nigga gotta highlight:/
    Rrhapsodize Iintelligence, Ggruesome Hhandles/
    "T" for "Ttouch Ttatics, Ttechniques Tteachin' each in Ttime"/


    - HOOK -
    Bringin' no honor to the game/
    man you oughtta be ashamed/
    you better (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)/
    your exaggerations never quit/
    even your homies know you're full of shit/
    you better (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)


    - VERSE -
    Partially, all I wanna get is a chill environment/
    deuce, coupe, and a lady, wit'a house for my kids/
    second home in Kingston, read a book/
    write a journey, and you listen when I spit/


    - VERSE -
    Much luv to everybody keepin' it honest and true/
    as long as I'm reppin' VA, this is my promise to you/
    I'll never switch up when I make it big, like a lot of us do/
    cuz I'll forever spit the truth as long as I'm in this booth/


    - VERSE -
    (let it go) You're proud of gettin' shot/
    (pathetic hoe) you're proud of gettin' caught/
    (let 'em know) you're loud and sayin' squat/
    you're mad about the bling/
    you lust to be a player, you must just need a prayer/
    I'm deep on every layer, y'all can eat my derrière/


    - HOOK -
    All you throw-back jersey with the matchin' hat rats need to/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    I give a fuck what kinda car you drive/
    you softer than your rawest rhyme/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    Fakin' like you're strapped with gats/
    talkin' 'bout "gangsta" this and "gangsta" that/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    So what? You popped somethin'?/
    muthafucka, stop frontin', please/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    All that bling around your neck/
    but you can't buy respect/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    your bitch-ass wants to be/
    everything that you see on TV/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)


    - VERSE -
    Blessed with the gift of gab/
    I'll shine, but I'll skip the fad/
    your blind if you don't spit the facts/
    mankind ain't equipped to last/
    unless you swallow pride, let it go, better grow, fly straight/
    like a hetero, righteous blood flow from head to toe/


    - VERSE -
    And niggaz better start mindin' their character/
    because their character's being watched by too many/
    and don't get it twisted, 'cause I'm not talkin' I/
    I be talkin' kiddies, 'cause I see'em chasing lies/


    - VERSE -
    And if we intend to grow/
    and take Hip-Hop down a better road/
    gotta start rappin' about experience instead of hoes/
    And I wonder what y'all sound like tellin' the truth, but I guess we'll never know/
    cuz you're lyin' ass can't just let it go/


    - HOOK -
    All you old emcees in your mid-life crisis/
    thinkin' that you're the tightest/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    You stupid, actin' like you teach/
    and you don't practice what you preach/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    There's no integrity/
    under the man that you pretend to be/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    Man, if you ain't down for change/
    and you want everything to sound the same/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    showin' off a six-pack/
    cuz you can't rap for shit, jack/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go/
    Just be honest if you're in it/
    for the money and the women/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    You're lying about the women in your bed/
    you're suckin' dick instead/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)
    you got it twisted/
    man, your credibility is non-existent/
    (let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go)

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  • 04:41 Lyrics Only Want U (feat. 2 Men-E)

    - VERSE -
    I know we talked about her, it wasn't real big/
    but now you really wanna know what the deal
    is/ she's comin' on kinda strong after so long/
    and it doesn't make any sense to you, it's all wrong/
    see, we had what we had, but it's done now/
    it happens everyday, somewhere, somehow/
    all of a sudden the girl you thought was right for you/
    isn't anymore, finally one more fight - you're through/
    and I've been there, done that, and moved on/
    broke down, got back up and grew strong/
    you've been through the same too, maybe harder than mine/
    but even though they're in the past they're a part of our lives/
    still, that was then, this is now, it's about us/
    but "us" may as well not even be without trust/
    and I don't want her, that's why I'm with you/
    but one day she just started to give clues/
    she called cryin' about 2 or 3 and/
    I was just tryin' to be a decent human being/
    and lend a shoulder, but then she started pleading/
    that we should get together sometime for no reason/
    my heart skipped a beat, I stopped breathing/
    something in her tone sounded misleading/
    she's been an angel, she's been a demon/
    then she asked me to stop by that evening/
    and just so you know, I didn't think twice/
    I told myself "none of this shit's right"/
    and so I asked her "yo, what's up with the invite?"/
    look, I gotta get some sleep, and it's way after midnight/
    it was obvious to me she's still mad that I chose you/
    you're a princess, and she's a cold shrew/
    and I could never just blow her off and be so cruel/
    but my Mama didn't raise me no fool/


    - HOOK -
    I don't want you thinkin' that I'm hiding something/
    cuz I don't wanna have to see you cry for nothing/
    she's sayin' that if I take her back/
    she's gonna make my dreams come true/
    can't let you think I'm hiding something/
    no I can't just let you say goodbye for nothing/
    I don't care if she's fine, or how hard she's tryin'
    to be mine, I only want u/


    - VERSE -
    I was heading out, tryin' to get dressed quick/
    cuz that morning I was taking you to breakfast/
    and she dropped by unexpected/
    tryin' to catch me off guard, hoping I'd be tempted/
    red sweater pulled over a tight dress/
    she never looked better, and I don't know - I guess/
    she must've thought I was still a dog and might fetch/
    but all I saw in front of me was a fine mess/
    said she only wants to talk, well that's fine/
    I tried to be kind, and so - one last time/
    I trusted her, but I made a mistake/
    all she did was try to start taking your place/
    her conversation got dangerous/
    she started goin' on about how she changed so much/
    and so I told her "guess what, so have I"/
    "whatever you and me had, it's over - bye"/
    and I still don't know why I even let her get close/
    or why she thought that I would ever let go/
    I almost believed she was just a friend of mine/
    instead she followed every footstep i left behind/
    but even if i was dumb, deaf, and blind/
    and we were the last 2 people left alive/
    I wouldn't take her back, not in a million years/
    kicked her out the door still in tears/
    and told her never to come back/
    actin' like a hoe, let go of my nutsack/
    she had her chance and burned her bridge
    and I promise you this time it's permanent/
    see, you're so beautiful inside and out/
    that I've never been more content with life than now/
    all the hard times you showed me love through/
    how could I ever place another girl above you?/


    - HOOK -
    I don't want you thinkin' that I'm hiding something/
    cuz I don't wanna have to see you cry for nothing/
    she's sayin' that if I take her back/
    she's gonna make my dreams come true/
    can't let you think I'm hiding something/
    no I can't just let you say goodbye for nothing/
    I don't care if she's fine, or how hard she's tryin'
    to be mine, I only want u/


    - BRIDGE -
    Can't spend another minute lookin' over my shoulder/
    tried to be loyal, every night I wanna hold her/
    by the time you hear this track it'll be all over/
    it's the way that shit blows when I supernova/
    cuz I need space/
    God damn, look at her face/
    when I tell her a lie, talkin' from below the waist/
    thinkin' all of the cryin' is gonna keep me to stay/


    - HOOK -
    I don't want you thinkin' that I'm hiding something/
    cuz I don't wanna have to see you cry for nothing/
    she's sayin' that if I take her back/
    she's gonna make my dreams come true/
    can't let you think I'm hiding something/
    no I can't just let you say goodbye for nothing/
    I don't care if she's fine, or how hard she's tryin'
    to be mine, I only want u/

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  • 06:16 Lyrics Buck-N-Change

    - VERSE -
    You talk man, but you ain't really mastered this art/
    a clownfish in open water tryin' to battle a shark/
    you get no shine for that rhyme, I'll put you back in the dark/
    I'm still a Verbal Assassin comin' after the marks/
    and this time I'm only rippin' out half of your heart/
    you tryin' to go song-for-song, man - imagine the thought/
    and you can freestyle forever but that isn't smart/
    unless you got something to show for it you babble & stop/
    and that's it, so get back quick and let a man spit/
    gasoline for saliva boy, and the match lit/
    so many rappers aren't much more than just actors/
    and you sleepin' on me? I'll turn over the matress/
    hey, wake up and get with the times, connecting the lines/
    ain't a lot of minds as inventive as mine/
    when I sit down with a pen and make sentences rhyme/
    record-enable the red button and press it and I'm/
    doin' what I do, how I do - like a veteran/
    flow been off the chain ever since The Chain Letter and/
    I'm not goin' anywhere, they should've never let me in/
    cuz I got rhymes like Bush's closet got skeletons/
    livin' in the US, born South American/
    mother-earth's baby, my own Mama's second kid/
    I claim no religion, and I'm sorry if you're sensitive/
    but I don't believe in the "kingdom of heaven" or where the "devil" lives/
    yeah I said it bitch, so hate me if you want/
    I ain't givin' a fuck, you can't make me pick it up
    I don't bow to the 4th branch or popular opinion/
    I hate everything PC, and reality TV/
    Making the Band with P DeeDee, I'd rather be/
    knee deep in feces and fresh out of T.P./
    Sell out? You obviously don't know DV.../
    ...S, and you need the facts like a broke hoe needs cheese/
    I got the remedy for all my enemies' jealousy/
    in the words of Paul McCartney, just Let It Be/
    you act like there's only room in this rap game for 10 emcees/
    and pretend to be the fuckin' big mack with extra cheese/
    please, I got 8 years under my belt/
    hearing all types of songs, cuz a bunch of 'em helped/
    to inspire this fire in me with something I felt/
    and made me feel I was invincible, untouchable, stealth/
    I grew up on Classic Rock, just ask my Popz/
    back then I wanted to sing, but that just wasn't my thing/
    and then my Mama turned her youngest son on to love songs/
    both of 'em taught me that music was the one bond/
    that everybody got in common no matter what's wrong/
    cuz pretty much every emotion done been touched on/
    cuz whether you're on cloud nine, or all of your luck's gone/
    music can make somebody feelin' weak stand up strong/
    and that's why I stay commited to writing lyrics cuz/
    it isn't just enough to make your point, they gotta listen up/
    and why I've given up freestyling pretty much/
    I'd rather take my time on a track like a woman I'm givin' some.../
    ...to ...let me catch my breath/
    because what happens next is an emcee at his best/
    bein' honest with himself whether he passed the test/
    or needs to take it back a step, and practice just.../
    just a little bit harder to perfect the song or/
    risk droppin' something that he's gonna hate in the long run/
    protecting myself like when I'm wearing a condom/
    cuz I can pack more TNT in this bomb son/
    a million emcees in this world, you fuck with the wrong one/
    and you might get burned, so enhance your calm son/
    you think you're all that, you think you're so fuckin' awesome/
    but in the end, being cocky is what's gonna cost you/
    it's idiots like you that love to start a fight/
    the kind I hear about when I'm turning the news on at night/
    who care about nothing, man you'd probably merc me/
    cuz I was friends wit 'cha girl and bought her a slurpee/
    and I don't have time for petty crime, I graduated/
    cuz I'm-a live fine, sellin' rhymes, stackin' papers/
    let unsigned talent shine, give them a chance to make it/
    and work with idols of mine, until I've collaborated with/
    Bone Thugs, Redman, Eminem, Alicia Keys/
    Canibus, Dead Prez, Mya, Talib Kweli/
    Wu-Tang, especially RZA, Immortal Technique/
    Linkin Park, Christina Aguilera, X to tha Z/
    Nas, Ludacris, Sticky Fingaz, D-R-E/
    Outkast, Evanescence, Vivian Green/
    Rakim, Mos Def, Jedi Mind Tricks, Res/
    Michael Jackson, Rob Thomas, KRS-One, Kurupt, Pink/
    to name a few, it'll be insane with whom/
    I'm gonna be making you...you fuckers raise the roof/
    so pour a double shot of something atleast 80 proof/
    and something to chase it too, and give me space to move/
    cuz I'm-a start wildin' out after a couple more sips/
    and start a moshpit with everybody up in the mix/
    a whole mess of people jumpin' 'round, shovin' and shit/
    and no one actin' like a bitch throwin' punches and kicks/
    we all came to party, not to get stuck in the lip/
    and don't nobody wanna catch a bunch of knuckles and fists/
    that includes you too, unless there's something I missed/
    and you got a death wish, or you just dumb as a brick/
    it's like you haven't learned nothin' since Biggie and Pac died/
    no one got arrested, do you really think the cops tried/
    to find out who done it? Listen, I'm not blind/
    the powers that be don't give a fuck about our lives/
    I wouldn't get on the mic just for fortune and fame/
    but I'd do it cuz I have something important to say/
    and I don't want no one believing that I'm something I'm not/
    like a thug with a glock that I bust at the cops/
    cuz lying about who you are doesn't impress me/
    and one final note to all you underground emcees/
    who listening out there, I just wanted to say/
    that if you're true to yourself, I wish you luck in the game/
    stay commited, even through all the thunder and rain/
    when it looks hopeless and you feel like cuttin' ya veins/
    just forget about yesterday, man up to the pain/
    I know exactly what you're goin' through, I'm stuck in the same/
    that's why I rip mics like I'm fuckin' insane/
    and, hell yes - DVS just spit a buck and some change/
    I said that's why I rip mics like I'm fuckin' insane/
    and, hell yes - DVS just spit a buck and some change/

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  • 04:23 Lyrics Tomorrow

    - HOOK -
    Today maybe I slipped up and fell down/
    today I might be to stressed out to help out/
    tomorrow I'll be ready for round 2, so watch out/
    cuz I'm-a be harder than ever for y'all to knock down/
    today I might be too weak to get back on my feet/
    today I'm hurtin' so bad that I won't get any sleep/
    tomorrow I'll be a soldier ready for combat/
    find every ounce of strength that I lost and get it all back/


    - VERSE -
    I'd be lying if I said that I don't know what it's like/
    to wanna give up on my dreams and hand over the mic/
    call it quits because my heart turned colder than ice/
    after my girl left me cuz I was goin' nowhere in life/
    and I'm not the only one who's ever wished they had that one chance/
    to make right that one big wrong, knowing you just can't
    when you've lost a part of you and you know it'll never come back/
    and you can't sleep, wondering how the fuck could I have done that/
    but you live and you learn, cuz the future isn't concerned/
    with every yesterday you've lost and every minute you've burned/
    you might have slipped up, but at least you were given a turn/
    so take the loss and ask yourself exactly what is it you learned/
    cuz you don't got it that bad, and you know what - neither do I/
    there's a lot of people in this world won't even be eatin' tonight/
    and if you ain't hit rock bottom there's really no reason to cry/
    so fuck keepin' it "real", and let's start keepin' it right/


    - HOOK -
    Today maybe I slipped up and fell down/
    today I might be to stressed out to help out/
    tomorrow I'll be ready for round 2, so watch out/
    cuz I'm-a be harder than ever for y'all to knock down/
    today I might be too weak to get back on my feet/
    today I'm hurtin' so bad that I won't get any sleep/
    tomorrow I'll be a soldier ready for combat/
    find every ounce of strength that I lost and get it all back/


    - VERSE -
    And I know a lot of people hearing this song that might think/
    your life's all good cuz you're always drunk or high on this great trip/
    and y'all are the ones that don't care, you'll go back to the same shit/
    rowing in circles on your own personal slave ship/
    feelin' sorry for yourself and bitching all day long/
    like your way is right and everybody else's way is wrong/
    and trust me cuz I know, not too long ago I was used to gettin'/
    my way all the time, 'til I learned the hard way - there was no future in it/
    I hurt, but it wasn't the first time I'd ever fallen down/
    I man'd up to the mistakes I made and turned 'em all around/
    and now I ain't lookin' back and wondering "how"/
    I'm lookin' forward to tomorrow, like "come fuck with me now!"/
    as I advance in a fighting stance through the pouring rain/
    this time I won't go insane knowing that shit is going to change/
    every year with different ups and downs, and you can trust that/
    but knock me down again, you better pray I never come back/


    - HOOK -
    Today maybe I slipped up and fell down/
    today I might be to stressed out to help out/
    tomorrow I'll be ready for round 2, so watch out/
    cuz I'm-a be harder than ever for y'all to knock down/
    today I might be too weak to get back on my feet/
    today I'm hurtin' so bad that I won't get any sleep/
    tomorrow I'll be a soldier ready for combat/
    find every ounce of strength that I lost and get it all back/


    - BRIDGE -
    Cry your sorrows today, forget about 'em tomorrow/
    forgive for pains you've encountered, you're not at your final hour/
    gotta give it tries, maybe even a thousand times/
    before you get it right, why won't you swallow your pride?/
    I've felt the pain, I've grown and yes, I have changed/
    get blinded by fear - you'll fade, I choose not to go that way/
    I won't give it up, I'll hurt 'til I'm tough/ Tomorrow is a new day/


    - HOOK -
    Today maybe I slipped up and fell down/
    today I might be to stressed out to help out/
    tomorrow I'll be ready for round 2, so watch out/
    cuz I'm-a be harder than ever for y'all to knock down/
    today I might be too weak to get back on my feet/
    today I'm hurtin' so bad that I won't get any sleep/
    tomorrow I'll be a soldier ready for combat/
    find every ounce of strength that I lost and get it all back/

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  • 05:09 Download The Ram (clean radio edit)
  • 05:54 Lyrics FlaVA (remix)

    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/
    and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/
    Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/
    if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/

    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/
    this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, everybody say.../
    Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, FUCK THAT!/


    - VERSE -
    I'm from Virginia, with roots Boliviano mano/
    sick, pero sano, I know/ the turf like an earth gusano chavo/
    from VA to DC/ to MD they know me/ know plenty token peepz/
    in the streets smokin' trees/
    and we flourish and thrive/
    as we nourish the tribe got a purpose to drive/
    us, saliva to rhyme/ and vagina to find/ and a mic to define/
    infinite bit encryptions/ with slight bit addiction/


    - VERSE -
    I've mastered the rythym and the rhyme/
    with a little bit of time/
    I'm-a get into your mind, I'm.../
    one seventy, standin' 5 foot and 9/
    keepin' to myself, stayin' quiet at times/
    but this ain't one of those times so I call up 2 and Def/
    put Tech and JT on the track and I got the recipe to put all of you in check/
    you better come correct or/
    you're nothin' but a pawn on the chess board/
    soft like the boy next door/ I'm cutthroat like Serpentor/
    spittin' through kevlar/
    and you better believe that I'm down to rock a whole show solo, fuck a hype man/
    because if anybody's gonna get this crowd loud and feelin' me, bitch - I am/


    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/
    and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/
    Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/
    if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/

    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/
    this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, everybody say.../
    Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, FUCK THAT!/


    - VERSE -
    Emcee Definite/ with the rhymes that I spit, be so infinite/
    so don't think that this movement end/
    just don't expect them credits to begin/ take that, take your overdose/
    just sit back, relax comatosed/
    I spit that funky flow that/ make muthafuckaz say "he got hallitosis"/
    oh shit with the potion/
    when you mix together - muthafuckaz say he move with the motion/
    I just rhyme and spit, and put these rappers in they place like a hostess/
    like Jim Jones, yeah I'm lovin' it/
    and I'm runnin' it, and controlling it/
    while the Hip-Hop runnin' through my veins/
    best believe that I know that I'm goin' for this/


    - VERSE -
    You have now stepped in to the restaurant/
    where 2 Men-E is your server nigga, tell me what you want/
    serve you all the type of murda using no type of gun/
    not a body killa, the dealer of no type of drug/
    yet I'm hustlin' my potential until I blow up/
    in the land of Highways and bi-ways, and running red lights/
    where the youngin's are troubled and livin' restless at night/
    so I'm barely sleepin' for keepin' an open third eye, dream alive/


    - HOOK -
    I'm from Virginia, got much FlaVA on the menu/
    and it don't matter where I go, east coast, west coast, I'll rock any fuckin' venue/
    Don't hate, cuz it's how u rock it, your state isn't really no topic/
    if u ain't drop-droppin' no HOT shit, man I got this VA underground sound on lock bitch/

    Richmond to Richmond Highway, all the way to Fairfax & back, u know who got the tracks & flow/
    this is dedicated to the ones who say there ain't no live Hip-Hop in VA, everybody say.../
    Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, FUCK THAT!/

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  • 02:42 Download Lyrics Hard Truths, Comfortable Lies

    "If I go into a studio and I find my truth of the moment - there are a number of people in the world that can relate to what I'm saying and that's gonna buy into what I'm doing.  Not because it's the new thing of the moment, but because it's my genuine emotions.  That's how I feel.  This is how I articulate the world."
    - Sean 'Jay-Z' Carter

    HOOK
    Live hard truths, or get comfortable in lies/
    most of us incapable of bridging comfortable divides/
    you're a crazy person if you say Resource-Based Economy/
    well... I ain't trying to be normal - it don't bother me/

    VERSE
    This isn't background music, it's a verse for the frontlines/
    and I don't mean war, I'm talking lifting up minds/
    the Hop never stops, barz for everyday the sun shines/
    fathers - make sure your sons shine, don't keep them confined/
    knowledge is the key, it necessitates movement/
    families were torn apart, a President clueless/
    I heard 3,000 kids had no parents to get 'em through it/
    these pro-stars don't give a shit about your life/
    all these sports rivalries just like little children fight/
    we're passing on sick things to these future generations/
    they say "Ponte las pilas." ... but who ain't elevating?/
    government and big business selling poison to your families/
    and y'all still support the Walton fam happily/
    low-price for your pocket, huge planetary cost/
    see, y'all don't wanna hear that but you're mad at me of course/
    c'mon son... I'm 'bout to go Yoda - 'adults let's be'/
    y'all still buying bottled water, even worse - it's Nestle/
    well now they're probably wondering "Hold up.  What's wrong with Nestle?"/
    ignorance is neVer bliss, it's ignorance - you get me?/
    environmental disregard - that isn't too sexy/
    fifty shades of brown, Flint-tap lyrical frenzy/
    we all love to hear good news about our bad habits/
    you're lookin' Elmer as Fudd tryin' to catch wabbits/
    no matter how many punchlines I jam-pack in.../
    ...without participation, change - it can't happen/
    Pac spit about "...the way we eat, ...live, ...and treat each other."
    WE know WE need to change ourselves but we don't really want to/
    live hard truths, or get comfortable in lies/
    most of us incapable of bridging comfortable divides/
    you're a crazy person if you say Resource-Based Economy/
    well... I ain't trying to be normal - it don't bother me/



    Learn more about a Resource-Based Economy at:
    www.ResourceBasedEconomy.org -AND- www.TheVenusProject.com

  • 02:11 Download Lyrics The Finger

    - SAMPLE -
    "I remember a time in Hiphop where you had to be so different from the next person, or you were trash.  There's a shift somewhere that happened that if it doesn't sound like everything esle - then it's trash automatically."
    - Eminem  (from the 2018 Sway / Kamikaze Interview )

    - VERSE -
     …it don’t matter if you’re 17 or 21/

    or flowin’ through your forties, if you hold a mic - get it done/
    slow tip-toe to the goal? Nope, better run/
    it ain’t about likes, get LOVE, man - forget a thumb/
    rich or broke, if there’s a glimpse of hope/
    you don’t gotta be a GOAT or have the sickest flow/
    if they hate - give them a finger, let a critic know/
    that they can lick and blow and watch inches grow/
    your-lyrical skills don’t exist like a vegan burger/
    at Five Guys, and you know when there’s beef it’s murder/
    and I don’t wanna make no enemies ... please alert your/
    peoplez not to take the situation even further/
    this is real HipHop, and emcees get nervous/
    when they play my MP3s or my CDs inserted/
    your instrumental fiyah but beneath the surface/
    you’re a mediocre Joker, without the beats you’re worthless/
    all your music really does it get the speakers working/
    (Dark Night) ...black mics, black sheets & curtains/
    I’m an old school writer, loose leaf & cursive/
    HOT since the 90s and I keeps it burnin/‘
    what is that?  Mumble rap? Man, you’re hardly a beast, in-/
    fact you’re more like weeds in the Garden of Eden/
    y’all be saying’ “I’m dead’ like your heart isn’t beating/
    gotta clean out the junk, we’re flossin you teeth, a…/
    ...cerebral enema is what you all are in need of/
    runnin' around and going nowhere, lost in a re-run/
    you’re so damn slow you’re still fallin’ for Deez Nutz/
    (
    whoops) ...made you look like a bra with a D-cup/
    (tag - you're it)…and see I have to insist … /
    …that you don’t have to get pissed/
    or get jealous at the fact I got a bag full of tricks/
    My pen’s Poison Ivy with a passionate kiss/
    …and we don’t have to throw fists/
    …don’t want a tragic event … / (man down!)
    we gotta come together like we sandwiching it/
    you’re fuckin’ yourself, and it’s bad for ya hips/
    so don’t act like a bitch… and grow up/
    18 don’t mean “a man”(no sir)… you’re so dumb/
    gonna have to resist… (chiggety-check yourself!) you don’t want/
    want to be a Peter Pan… (or a Trump) and go nuts/
    you’re afraid to face some responsibility/
    you’re Halo’s fake, you ain’t on some killing spree/
    sprayin’ flames - what’s y’all’s ability?/
    my brain’s in pain so I’m-a spark a little weed/
    and kill the noise, …them little boys/
    all bark, no bars, no skill or poise/
    or the sad manchild with a million toys/
    pullin’ everyday Kanyes, “it was a choice”/
    get bars, add weight and then raise ‘em up/
    find some easter eggs, ready player one/
    I don’t go to work full time, but ... me retire?/
    ricockulous nonsense, Jesus Christ your…/
    ...too god damn high, put down the weed & lighter/
    HipHop is not dead it just needs Revivals/
    and if you still doubt Em and that he is fire/ (tell 'em)
    …get the Kamikaze album, and be inspired/

    'THE FINGER' is a re-interpretation of 'The Ringer ' by Eminem

  • 01:41 Download Lyrics State of the Union 2018

    - VERSE -
    It’s 2018, I stay droppin’ the viciousness/
    this infinity war - still fighting cognitive dissonance/
    Ripper Jack of many trades, you can call me the stick-up kid/
    I’m colossal and big as shit man, a monster with lyrics and/
    It’s a damn shame - we’ve got a man-child as the POTUS/
    We’ve been close to hell before but this time we’re the closest/
    His little itchy Twitter fingers got nuclear codes/
    while grade school vocabulary stays confusing him though/
    He’s got the best words, don’t he? Donnie’s making us great again/
    Who wouldn’t describe this man as sesquipedalian?/
    They stand up for guns - not lives lost, but who cares?/
    At least they hookin’ us up with them thoughts and them prayers/
    Eighteen school shootings, less than fifty days - no flippin’ way/
    Here comes Wayne LaPierre with the same old shit to say/
    runnin’ his damn mouth, but he ain’t burying no kids today/
    enough is enough, we’re fuckin’ done with this stuff/
    We want change like a homeless man with children to feed/
    This money system don’t meet none of its citizens’ needs/
    I wanna visit a beach and disconnect from it all/
    but there’s too much to do and we’re at the edge of the falls/
    We call ourselves higher beings, where we gettin’ the gall?/
    and Trump wants Mexico to pay for us erecting a wall?/
    Man, we still don’t get it, do we? Cause we’re such a proud group/
    Ain’t no democracy man - they don’t give a fuck about you/
    That’s a hard thing to learn, and it’s easy to talk nice/
    but that ain’t me and that shit wouldn’t even be Dark Night/
    Better tune to that FM for babble and drool/
    where Hiphop is just a show and not a powerful tool/
    This system generates cogs in a wheel and I was a fool/
    The choice is ours, the time is now, and this is the hour for you/
    The kids are counting on you for a workable solution/
    Enough with these excuses cuz we’ve heard ‘em and they’re useless/

    Play 'STATE OF THE UNION 2018' on YouTube 

  • 03:55 Download Lyrics Toast to the Dead

    - INTRO -
    ...we can't turn back the clock and we can not reverse days/
    ...we just wish we could still call you on your birthday/

    - VERSE -
    My dear brothers and sisters, you are beautiful and not alone/
    whether you're CEOin' or broke & don't got a home/
    whether you're "school"ing or "dazed and confused"ing/
    no matter what skin color, no matter what favorite music/
    This world was already fucked up when you were born/
    so you learned how to steal make-up and hide your porn/
    you learned how to lie to your parents and do your dirt/
    and when you think about it deep down it still hurts/
    you've had your heart broken and you've broken other peoples' too/
    you've had long dark nights from evil that we can do/
    but the scars of the past don't write the future/
    and some days you're barely keeping it together like a suture/
    but we celebrate life, we crack brews and take puffs of this/
    we're living in the age of Trump and it makes us fuckin' sick!/
    to family, to neighbors, to soldiers and friends/
    we put one up in the air, and we toast to the dead/
    see - anytime somebody you love dies, it's too soon/
    cuz your world splits, you don't know what's what and who's who/
    and the pain never really goes away, you get stronger/
    you take whatever is thrown in your face and it's an honor/
    some of us have had to bury our sons and our daughters/
    walkin' through the cemetery with flowers you've brought them/
    some of us have had to spend many nights in the hospital/
    and some got the call randomly, "...there's been a tragedy."

    - VERSE -
    This last verse is for Randolph, dear brother I miss you/
    you better believe that your music still bumps through the system/
    and your boys are grown up ... almost, we tell 'em stories/
    como pasan los años hermano, y te extraño/
    Every time I step into this booth and go to work/
    I can't not think of you and can't just ignore the hurt/
    but that's what happens when you lose somebody that's close to you/
    you hear their voice in your head like they're watching over you/
    and I don't mean like the Bible, more like survival/
    The best of you still lives in us, so listen up.../
    None of us decide when we're born, we never ask for this/
    and there's a lot of heartbreak searching for companionship/
    you face harsh truths and the inevitable/
    we say "forever" even though one day we're letting them go/
    and there's nothing you can do except honor them somehow/
    we toast to their memory and hope that we never see/
    our loved ones fall, cry, stumble, or shed blood/
    and what we would give just to see you again once/
    just one more hug and one more conversation/
    just to kick back with you, looking up at constellations/
    so, thanks for the memories - we toast and write rhymes/
    for the gifts that were you and the adventure of a lifetime/
    we can't turn back the clock, and we can not reverse days/
    we just wish we could still call you on your birthday.

    - OUTRO -
    Rest in peace... This one's for Randolph, ...for Melanie, ...for Jacque, ...for David, ...for Jayden, ...for Steve, ...for Lori, ...for Coco Bear, and you & yours.

    ...a Re-Interpretation of the original song by Immortal Technique & J-Dilla  originally featured on the album 'The Martyr' 
    In memory of Randolph, Melanie, Jacque, David, Jayden, Steve, Lori, Coco Bear and to lost loved ones who continue to inspire us.


    Play 'TOAST TO THE DEAD' on YouTube 

  • 04:11 Download Lyrics They Don't Care About Us

    - SAMPLE -
    Jacque Fresco (from the Larry King interview)
    “It would take 10 years to change the surface of the Earth.  To rebuild the world into a second Garden of Eden. The choice lies with you.”

    - INTRO -
    …some things… …some things…
    Some things in life they just don’t wanna see…
    bet if Michael Jackson was living - he wouldn’t let this be
    …no…no…

    - VERSE -
    We’re nothing more to them than just cogs in the wheel/
    from us they rob and they steal/
    reach in our wallets and feel/
    the fruits of capitalism and profits before people/
    elites are hoarding the wealth, shit’s not yet at all equal/
    being poor is a crime in the U S of A/
    you just get over some shit, here comes some new stress your way/
    whether employed or you’re not & you went to college or didn’t/
    they can take your kids, take your “freedom” and have you rot in a prison/
    in this preposterous system of perpetual debt/
    infinite growth, cyclical consumption - when will it end?/
    It doesn’t make any sense - not one tenth of a tenth/
    already got us by the balls now they wanna sever our heads/
    Hillary Clinton, Donald Trump, what the fuck does it matter?/
    300 U.S. submarines to cause another disaster/
    you see - no matter where you try to hide or plan to inhabit/
    there won’t be nothing left once we make radioactive this planet/

    - HOOK -
    Left wing, Right wing, both support the same thing/
    politics is obsolete, no - we don’t need no politicians/
    liberty, democracy/
    founded on hypocrisy/
    while killer cops put us in prison/
    we still can’t get no convictions/
    all I wanna tell ya is they don’t really care about us/
    I said ... all I wanna say is they don’t really care about us/

    - VERSE -
    I got some bad news fam - we’re not doing so well/
    gardens of Eden in the past while our future is hell/
    we stab each other in the backs and hearts through the lapel/
    and we won’t likely recover if we keep fighting each other/
    we’re so divided my brothers, and our sisters in pain/
    abusing the future mothers with these sick, twisted games/
    while the Rothchilds and Koch fam master us puppets/
    who put the cash in their piggy banks like some crabs in a bucket/
    Jill Stein and Bernie Sanders trying to wake up the masses/
    enjoying red, white and blue lies straight in their asses/
    Green Party’s got a plan, but y’all not trying to listen/
    The Venus Project is a system of phenomenal wisdom/
    and so you’d better check the records cuz we’ve passed four hundred/
    parts per million CO2 and we keep pumping more of it/
    and maybe it’s too late but we can not just accept it/
    this is our Tierra, our home - we gotta protect it/

    - HOOK -
    Left wing, Right wing, both support the same thing/
    politics is obsolete, no - we don’t need no politicians/
    liberty, democracy/
    founded on hypocrisy/
    while killer cops put us in prison/
    we still can’t get no convictions/
    all I wanna tell ya is they don’t really care about us/
    I said ... all I wanna say is they don’t really care about us/


    - BRIDGE -
    …no - they don’t care about us… …no - they don’t care about us…
    …all I wanna tell you is… …all I wanna tell you…

    …some things… …some things
    … Some things in life they just don’t wanna see
    … bet if Tupac Shakur was living - he wouldn’t let this be
    …no…no…

    - HOOK -
    Left wing, Right wing, both support the same thing/
    politics is obsolete, no - we don’t need no politicians/
    liberty, democracy/
    founded on hypocrisy/
    while killer cops put us in prison/
    we still can’t get no convictions/
    all I wanna tell ya is they don’t really care about us/
    I said ... all I wanna say is they don’t really care about us/


    - END SAMPLE 1 -
    Jacque Fresco (sample from the Larry King interview)
    “…the stupidity of a nuclear arms race, the development of weapons, trying to solve your problems politically, …”

    - END SAMPLE 2 -
    George Carlin (sample from Jammin In New York)
    “…the planet is fine. …the people are fucked. …difference…”

    - OUTRO -
    …maybe it’s too late but we can not just accept it/
    this is our Tierra, our home - we gotta protect it/

    a reinterpretation of the original  by the late Michael Jackson 

    Play 'THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT US' on YouTube 

  • 02:30 Download Pain
  • 06:09 Download Walk Slow
  • 04:11 Download THEY DON'T CARE ABOUT US (clean version)
  • 03:55 Download TOAST TO THE DEAD (clean version)

Long Dark Night (clean version)

by Bonez

Released 2012
Dark Night Records
Released 2012
Dark Night Records
NOTE: CLEAN VERSION of 'Long Dark Night' is Stream-Only BELOW.
All "BUY ALBUM" links* direct to EXPLICIT VERSION. (*except YouTube)
NOTES
STREAM ONLY: An energized, intellectual hybrid-Hiphop sound for lovers of beats, rhymes & life. Bonez fuses elements of rap, rock, metal, as well as electronic for the sophomore follow up to 2005's 'One Man Army'. A dose of reality in a time of artificiality.

All "BUY ALBUM" links* direct to EXPLICIT VERSION. (*except YouTube)

The Device : DNR MixTape vol.2

by DNA

Released 2008
Dark Night Records
Released 2008
Dark Night Records
FREE DOWNLOAD: An empowering collection of artists & Hiphop sounds from the DMV. THE DEVICE brings back voices from Vol. 1 & flavor from old school & new school rap. Also check out 'Back-II-School' : DNR MixTape vol. 3. Reality-based Hiphop right here!
  • 03:15 Download Lyrics Down With The King

    - VERSE -
    Down with the king, the pres and prime minister/
    the clergy men and all them swine sinister/
    shit is uneven like prime intigers/
    let's make incisions, apply vinegar/
    administer vendetta when I spit a verse/
    process thoughts every second by the gigahertz/
    make these rich crackers say "Gee willikers"/
    a hoard of villagers surround their perimeter/
    I'm so high, you need an altimeter/
    to reach a mindstate that's even similar/
    my motormouth roars like 12 cylinders/
    I dot my i's and my L's are perpendicular/
    I cross my T's and breeze through these syllables/
    highjack the industry like John Dillenger/
    life's a bitch, bet I stick a dick in her/
    don't want a fanbase, I want some listeners/
    America is full of narrow minded prisoners/
    every word I speak, treated like a visitor/
    never gullible, be an inquisitor/
    don't seek permission from a crooked ass commisioner/

    - VERSE -
    It's Saturday night, the party just begun/
    I'm already drunk off my ass tryin' to have a little fun/
    swinging two blunts like sparklers/
    lookin' for the hottest chick on the dance floor, to get on top of her/
    when I drink too much, niggaz - they can't stand me/
    I show my ass worse than O.D.B. did at the Grammy's/
    I got an evil streak that lives inside of me/
    calm one sec, the next - I'm up beatin' your ass violently/
    quit eyein' me son, why I think you tryin' me?/
    let's see if you can breathe at the bottom of the sea/
    whack emcees sweatin' techniques/
    duck down & hidin' behind cliched races of whack ass beats/
    y'all 'bout to get paid a visit by the lyrical police/
    in one last effort to restore Hip-Hop's peace/
    so if you're rhyming and you get rushed by twenty armed men/
    it's not because you suck, just fit the description/

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -
    Two years ago Mr. Henry's mind/
    got sick of rappers' empty rhymes/
    so I said this rhyme I'm about to say/
    and you either down to stay/
    or get up out the way/
    Yo, down with these manufactured, bogus-ass counterfit/
    make believe, wannabe, self-elected, coward-bitch/
    "kings" of the south, "kings" of the NYC/
    4th grade writing skills, unenlightening/
    record label puppets, y'all could never be conscious/
    you ain't runnin' shit but popularity contests/
    let's have a little talk, pull up a chair and be honest/
    man I'm dead serious like a terrorist bomb threat/
    if you're a king, what kind of legacy you leaving?/
    you ain't lead no revolution where the enemy's retreating/
    if you're a king, why you pimpin' the community?/
    you're all about dollars, that's the difference between you and me/
    if you're a king, why you want World War IV?/
    we're out here poor, and you get more, more, more/
    money in the bank, you ain't nothing but a celebrity/
    a five year fad, what a fucked up legacy/

  • 03:26 Download Lyrics Encoded Frequencies

    - VERSE -
    Rarely take a hastey paste, build my base/
    and foundation, case the place, analyze these shady states/
    then I move strategically, sabatoge the regency/
    encoded frequencies that only my peepz can see/
    the decadent demon breed proceed with no decency/
    see 'em on the streets and I release the beast in me/
    THC, psylo-sibin, psychoactive style I'm spittin' mile a minute/
    overdosing, comatising, someone please dial a clinic/
    dead weight, body numb, killuminati come/
    and leave 'em breathless like a rotting lung/
    gotta smoke less amounts, stop stressin' out/
    to pay Uncle Sam back I write checks that bounce/
    so fine and devout is my wifey, my spouse/
    she's the heart of the house, now spark up an ounce/
    then write, then pronounce, then strike with a pounce/
    Kitty, fight with a mouse, cuz a rat is a traitor/
    straight hater, perpetrator, never cater to a suit and tie/
    they get rich, troops just die, train to see truth and lie/
    we will find proof in time, Professor NeutonStein/
    looping rhymes, written stacks, rippin' tracks, giving back/
    driven mad, ass kissers sniffin' crack, lick and lap/
    fecal traces, office spaces filled with evil faces

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -
    I spit verses like Matrix code, too complex for teeny boppers/
    braindead already, don't even exist, nobody needs to pop ya/
    D.N.A. - seasoned roster, do it again even hotter/
    genetic defective, beanie-copter bamma rappers - please just stop it/
    we need balance like a Hattori Hanzo sword/
    I'm rich with the rhymes like the lottery, rhymes galore/
    you small time Geico lizards tryin' to be dinosaurs/
    big ballers at the club, party from 9 to 4/
    transmitting morse code, fire travels scortched roads/
    lighters let us torch bowls, tighter than some cornrows/
    rhyme and make the storm blow, dive into the 4th row/
    mind entered and door closed, wildin' like a court show/
    watch ya back, friend or foe? Encoded Frequencies/
    better half help me grow, sent forth to be with me/
    give me strength to persevere through hard times, hurt and tears/
    keepin' away from the popo cuz I ain't tryin' to do no 30 years/

  • 03:38 Download Lyrics Lurk In Space

    - VERSE -
    Gravityboy, lurking in space/
    observing the race, descend with grace/
    twirling a place, tossin' a car/
    hurling a gate, you burn in my wake/
    elevate with herbal intake, circle the states/
    never let the vermin escape/
    the rest of us to permanent grace/
    Sattelite Souls, not Serpent and Snake/
    prey on those who murder and rape/
    pray for foes in service of faith/
    succumb to fate, purpose to shape/
    rid the earth of scourges and plagues/
    pound the ground and surface a quake/
    courts to bits and churches to flakes/
    Uncle Sam perverse and insane/
    steal every thing a person attains/
    submerging in pain, cursing in slang/
    bursting a vein, surge in the brain/
    words disperse in circuits and chains/
    traversing the plains/

    - VERSE -
    No mercy for molestors and predators, let 'em burn/
    locking 'em up and throwing them into rehab - they'll never learn/
    and as long as salary increase/
    for these faggot ass police/
    all these cowards and these beasts/
    posing hazard for the streets/
    they wanna see us in debt/
    keep us in check/
    cut all our throats to bleed from the neck/
    we're under no-reason arrest/
    they owe all of you and me some respect/
    to them - all of us guilty until proven otherwise/
    so that's how I see them, tainting evidence and tellin' us tons of lies/
    ain't nothing but a gang of criminals/
    creating a system of pimps and hoes/
    jerkin' us from our homes and workin' us to the bone for the minimal
    I'm hoping to see a nation of Batmans and Vendetta Vs/
    united and strong, unleashing a master plan on our enemies/
    revolutionary Robin Hoods, Bravehearts, and Boondock Saints/
    taking back from the rich and murdering all those who enslave/
    people for power, who praise the almighty dollar sign
    fingaz up to the oppresor high, where do you draw the line?/

    - VERSE -
    Step to the scene, I'm King'a Konging/
    trampolining all up on your/
    dome until the skull disforms/
    the form of how the brain is forming/
    run with cats that never leave/
    they only dormant, lurking the area/
    pouncing as tigers, teeth of a Saber/
    liable to devour the body of ignorance/
    being headed with power that doesn't need it/
    'cause we want the babies to succeed'em/

    - VERSE -

  • 03:00 Download Lyrics Sane Song

    - VERSE -
    To you she is wise and full of pride/
    though true she is dying inside/
    from pain that hides/
    behind smiles and a stride/
    that sheilds the eyes/
    of those passing her by/
    physically, and emotionally beaten, bruised and battered/
    this woman was shattered/
    by every man that to her ever mattered/
    her confidence damaged, her heart broken beyond repair/
    this woman, look closely, she's there/

    - VERSE -
    It's hard for a woman to make it in a man's world/
    dad's girl lost, searching for an answer/
    flows like a rapper, moves like a dancer/
    not a simple secretary, that's for damn sure/
    but they write her off as an amateur/
    question her strength, question her character/
    she's a lioness, not a weaker sex/
    all the men in her life just supplying stress/
    beat down and cheated on, still surviving - yes/
    free from the spider's web, flee to a brighter new/
    dear Popz, she strides on her own two/
    lose to a man is something that she won't do/
    tried to be good to you, but it's no use/
    your heart is so dark, look and find a blown fuse/
    loving daddy? no - you were so abusive/
    she grew and she moved, need to get a clue prick/
    she's got a plan, check the damn blueprint/
    judge all you want, we all know the true script/
    keep the two cents flying from your loose lips/
    you don't understand words leave her bruised, quit/
    she's cried enough, explodes from the slightest touch/
    no one ever tells you life can be quite as rough/

    - VERSE -
    Bammaz with no game, and no respect driving up/
    actin' fools, high and drunk/
    louder than a fire truck/
    these "tough" guys like to cause masterful hurting/
    but they couldn't bare the weight of even half of her burden/
    man she's so sensitive behind the powerful surface/
    she's been through so much, you might think she's sour for certain/
    but she smiles everyday cuz it's not worth the tears/
    from these hatin' ass chickens, and these cocks full of beer/
    like "wsup shawty!", "hey baby!", "hola mamacita!"/
    some coward that'll down a 40oz. and probably beat ya/
    not concerned with anything except their favorite sports team/
    scarred, but not afraid to fly, my angel with torn wings/
    knows what she deserves so she waits for the right man/
    until then she's focused, never strays from her tight plan/
    takes herself serious, she's never play-dated/
    though she's been hurt she's too smart to choose to stay jaded/
    doesn't generalize, reads and keeps an open mind/
    the kind of grown woman any grown man could hope to find/
    independent, smart, and she look out for her peepz/
    not like that bird on the corner who shout in the streets/
    she's got a mind of her own, loud and proud when she speaks/
    she don't walk around with a piece because she's down with some peace/
    she's come a long way from black eyes with a ring around/
    and you can hate all you want, but you'll never bring her down/
    do your thang baby girl, keep ya head up and stay strong/
    it's a crazy world, so I'm-a play you a sane song/

    - VERSE -
    Scarred, but never ashamed,/
    her pain has brought her gain/
    giving birth to change/
    and though life has molded her/
    and she is not quite the same/
    unbreakable, this woman - she remains/

  • 03:40 Download Lyrics Some Days

    - VERSE -
    Some days are fuckin' bad/
    black cats cross your path/
    suffering like succotash/
    don't got a buck in cash/
    so we puff, puff and pass/
    float like some hovercrafts/
    destined to be upperclass/
    call me Mr. Rubber Ass/
    cuz I fall and bounce back/
    swiping cheese from mouse traps/
    clever wit, so scary/
    Jerry on you house cats/
    Itchy on you Scratchy fucks/
    Bugs on you Daffy ducks/
    Laffy Taffy sucks dick/
    strictly for you trampy sluts/
    gotta set priorities/
    some things mean more to me/
    disciplined and orderly/
    fate has afforded me/
    abilities, scorcery/
    souls re-enforcing me/
    baby boy is orbiting/
    perpetual and rotary/
    lost in purgatory, roam the globe immortaly/
    larger than life, but in my heart - portably/
    so long live your memory/
    cherish y'all sincerely/
    suffering unbearably/
    extraordinarily/
    Shadow and Gravity, we'll always be a family/
    God's devine strategy, a blessing and a tragedy/

    - VERSE -
    Some days are fuckin' chores/
    all these things we can't afford/
    the rich laughing at the poor/
    we laugh right back & forth/
    I'll never settle, work to do/
    forever be demanding more/
    of myself, planning more/
    see the world, travel towards/
    paradise, though non-existent in the physical/
    this ol' individual isn't hoping for a miracle/
    nobody answers prayers except ya god damn self/
    to understand inner fear/
    just check the man in the mirror/
    know his strengths and his weaknesses, temptations and bad habits/
    get all your priorities straight, not ass backwards/
    learn the lessons of taking losses/
    you're stressing, but you're feelin' me/
    remember where you come from/
    the blessings of humility/
    spit it like an ill emcee/
    and live to see infinity/
    I make long term plans & tweak 'em every minute chief/
    bloody-roar, inner beast/
    physically in misery/
    blazing 'til my spirit be/
    written in the histories/
    I hope to make somebody proud/
    voice cracked, spit it loud/
    giving birth - wicked sound/
    holla if you're in the clouds/

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  • 04:04 Download Lyrics Impossible

    - VERSE -
    They say it's impossible, I say that it's probable/
    everything I spit, dawg I say it's too hot 4 you/
    shut this shit down when I came for the top of you/
    so I hope you lame niggaz came with a lot of you/
    I'm bigger than niggaz that's peelin' the triggers/
    and killin' you quicker, I spit it that sicker/
    and gettin' my figures to get me a-richer/
    sick to the shit and I'm flippin' it quicker/
    I run with a squad of G's, run with a squad of theives/
    dumpin' a lot of 3s, tucked in they prada jeans/
    punk, you is not a G, talk and you coppin' keys/
    I'm-a take you out & not a muthafuckin' shopping spree/
    Lil' R, J.O. and my nigga Young Billz/
    Eastside, every nigga that I brung real/
    talk shit, off clips when the gun peels/
    hawk lift, hawk spit through your dumb grill/
    I'm a real live thug on the block/
    silence all that with a couple of shots/
    cuz I'm straight strapped with a couple of glocks/
    ya dawg wanna bark, I'll muzzle ya spot/
    then it's back to the format, back to your whore, back/
    back to ya whore flat, graspin' tha boy back/
    back to ya boy lap, act and tha four clap/
    I done welcomed niggaz like the back of a doormat/
    I spit sick, they can never fast forward that/
    broke in the building, then left the door cracked/
    dropped one CD, now they want more crack/
    hit the studio, tell Bonez to record that/
    all I need is a dutch and some more sacks/
    one mic, one pad, and some more Yak/
    one tight drum pad, and some more tracks/
    one nice young cat that record raps/

    - VERSE -
    You expect me to fail, stress me as well/
    might as well condemn me to hell/
    it's my life I do as I must/
    fued and fuss, dispute, discuss/
    but when the dust settles and such/
    I'll be wise with the veteran's touch/
    my family, premeditated/
    never plan B, so dedicated/
    understand me, dilligent man/
    Sattelite Souls, vigilant clan/
    kindrid spirits, equivilant fam/
    re-enforce my fillament strand/
    gotta do more than nickel and gram/
    job is a chore, simple and bland/
    all these fakes, fickle and sham/
    tickle your mind when I scribble in slang/
    all these hurdles you threw in my path/
    failed attempts to cripple this man/
    let my ballz dribble and hang/
    'til I see death with sickle in hand/

    - VERSE -
    Hoodie and jeans/
    make no mistake, I ain't no rookie emcee/
    why you lookin' at me/
    like I ain't done nothing productive? and you're a puppet/
    straight disgusted, hatin' yourself because you love it/
    talkin' to all of y'all by remote control/
    you simply rap, man - I overflow/
    the levies won't hold dawg, run for ya livez/
    better duck better hide from the guns and the knives/
    it's the end of the world, Bonepacalypse rhymes/
    I'm Galvatron murdering Optimus Prime/
    Mace to the face, you're a straight disgrace/
    no chance to brace, and send 'em to a better place/
    I'm more than meets the eye, pussy - don't hate/
    Dark Night's on the rise like cookie dough baked/
    Richmond Highway/ live-or-die-way/
    missles-fly-way/
    pigs-roll-by-way/
    lookin' both ways 'for I cross the street/
    and I always peep, because they walk beat/
    I don't often sleep, too much to do/
    you're gonna die forgotten man, sucks for you/
    I'm-a live forever through the rhymes and beats/
    a straight gorilla on them vines and trees/
    I'm searching for peace and/ allergic to B.S./
    like church and police, man/ I'm hurtin' these speakers/

    - VERSE -
    It pours and it rains, and I go vs. the grain/
    the mane of a lion, you bet I ain't tame/
    got a lot of game, not a bit of shame/
    ready for the bout like Sugar Shane-Shane/
    the brain in my cranium remain sane/
    need more than chump change to maintain/
    lay the track down, ready for the train/
    full head of steam like a mean locomotive/
    me and my team, means and the motive/
    alpha numeric, weave and encode it/
    ace in my sleeve, believe in an omen/
    got a numchuck for a Greek and a Roman/
    all my fam beneath the equator/
    keep good faith, and believe in what's greater/
    sooner or later I'll see you in person/
    we all comin' up like a big elevator/
    just cuz I left don't mean I'm a traitor/
    on the front line, first infantrator/
    got my own crib with a kid and a cradle/
    dreams come true like we live in a fable/
    spit through the mic, let it drip through the cable/
    wanna see cream and cheese like a bagel/
    so many seeds to feed, but I'm able/
    buy you a home when my feet are more stable/

  • 04:21 Download Lyrics We Keep On

    - VERSE -
    My style is propietery, dietary plan/
    is to fry up every man that opposes/
    I see 'em all in binary, saionara to insanitary/
    garbage emcees all across the planetary/
    sweet and rich like Cantibury Eggs, my vocabulary/
    packed with various, hilarious remarks/
    I'm nefarious for carryin' you marks/
    like a chariot, hover like the (Harrier)/
    then break the sound barrier/
    legendary like a Larry, leave you hanging by a larriat/
    I bury you like your name was subterrainian/
    alien, mamalian evolving daily neosapien/
    cranium creating enough rhymes to fill a stadium/
    daily rythym is circadian/
    either chillin' with my lady or/
    my main men dawg, we spread the mania/
    night-breed, performing up in Transylvania/

    - HOOK -
    We keep on smashing these rhymes/

    hoping our people get past the street life/

    - VERSE -
    Gemini 'til I die-I/
    6-9, and I always been a fly guy/
    S.O.C. Mob in my heart, thinkin' Qua-Live/
    know the names 'cause it's where a nigga started/
    Eric (rock), and don't forget Jeff Waugh/
    Randolph, and I'll always love FlaVA/
    that includes Jamaal, Big Carter/
    special shot to my Man Lance Johnson/
    c'mon Man, call Allen Mama/
    get back my nigga, fuck Georgia/
    VA where to stay, and you know that/
    M-a-x-well be my Godson/
    livin' reasons bein' why the hell I'm rhyming/
    love Margarita B. forever/
    god damn it I'm'a always have Cancer/
    never full-blown, so it doesn't matter/
    what does is I gotta go at the/
    powers that be in a geek fashion/
    meaning I be smarter than average/
    as I keep patience all up in the balance/
    and I link passion with the action/
    meant for spit-spattin'/
    Roll up on these boys that dare they keep casting/
    Stones at my bones like I was Mick Jagger/
    magazine these niggaz without the talk gats of/

    - HOOK -
    We keep on smashing these rhymes/
    hoping our people get past the street life/

    - VERSE -
    Everyday I contemplate about how I gotta dominate/
    the industry to me is shifty as Nixon is to Watergate/
    call it fate that I'm raw as rape/
    and it's hard as slate to see me/
    on the mic I'm Tim Hardaway/
    cuz I cross and break easy/
    these informer niggaz can hardly wait to call the jakes/
    and get us all locked away/
    you rotten snake/ see the problem ain't/
    as simple as black and white, it's more like red and blue/
    these crooked cops be comin' with cuffs and countless clips to let 'em loose/
    stand up to the system - you might be serving time for tellin' truth/
    you know they wanna make us members of the life sentence crew/
    "serving and protecting" who?, disrespectin' dudes/
    their mentality is "y'all just better do/
    what we tell u to!", 2 hell with you/
    I'm tryin' to set an example for my peepz/
    tryin' to make that cash up in the streets/
    gettin' harassed by these police/
    they wanna see us killing each other, doin' dirt y'all/
    but is it worth all/
    the lives you're destroying to buy your first car?/
    comin' up is hard, everybody knows that life ain't easy yo/
    but I'd rather sell beats & flows, inspire you & see you grow/
    than kill my own kind as a street pharmacist and live/
    having problems with my Wiz/
    puttin' that karma on my kids/

    - HOOK -
    We keep on smashing these rhymes/
    hoping our people get past the street life/

  • 02:47 Download Lyrics Hallucination

    - VERSE -
    Spittin' the truth, smokin' a bowl/
    stay in the lab like there's nowhere to go/
    pen to the pad, low and behold/
    stackin' sheets like folding some clothes/
    window to soul open and closed/
    razor sharp, poking some holes/
    new breed of emcees broken the mold/
    spit hot fiyah, you froze in the cold/
    dig in the closet for coat & the skully/
    lace up the boots, it's supposed to get muddy/
    P.O.W. soldiers get bloody/
    trapped in the system, hopeless and hungry/
    doughnut cops get swollen and pudgy/
    soulless and cold, they old and they ugly/
    these founding fatherss openly snub me/
    except when I roll with Smoke-y and Puff-y/

    - VERSE -


    - VERSE -
    I'm hypersensitive to inspirtational sources/
    I ace my courses/
    check mate, can't escape from raging horses and rooks/
    read rhymes from the pages of a sorcerer's book/ these verses and hooks/
    surge through the surface and journey/
    through my nerves and what occurs/
    is a nourishing surge/
    these ceremonial herbs/
    burn like a burden, burn all these concerns/
    as the pages turn/
    learn from past chapters, last laughter/
    is sweet, but I wanna be the first/
    so I gotta rehearse/
    cuz things seem to get worse/
    and I don't wanna eat dirt/
    rather land feet first/
    and be the cream of the crop/
    I'll see the scene of a crime/
    deduce the scheme and the plot/
    produce it steamin' and hot/
    chemistry on this team is like peas in a pod/
    we got no reason to stop/
    like Krayzie Bone said, divine forces "order my steps"/
    I never find myself bored or depressed//

    - VERSE -
    Flowin' ridiculous, mission impossible/
    hurtin' the track - it's in the hospital/
    complex verses, lyrics and obstacles/
    hot like a dime lickin' a popsicle/
    rocking your world like a chicken on top of ya/
    brutal kicks like a prisoner stompin' ya/
    left-right-left, 'til you spittin' and coughing blood/
    bitter and sweet, like hittin' a chocolate blunt/
    and that's just how B-O-N-E-Z get down/
    because most of the lot of you emcees is clowns/
    you can pack a show, but can't please no crowds/
    and even now/
    you're somewhere sittin' and writin' about - nada/
    the lot of your rhymes caca/
    call the doctor to shock you/ you're dead/


  • 02:29 Download Lyrics What Ya Heard

    - VERSE -
    Be patient in every situation/
    Embrace people of different persuasions/
    Spend occassions gainin' information/
    In preperation for the final destination/
    Lack of determination leads to termination/
    Constant cultivation 'til ya culmination/
    Show toleration, respect for every nation/
    All the different races in all thier variations/
    If we stand alone, we're bound by limitations/
    Intimidations poised for elimination/
    But if we stand united, its a liberation/
    Make repirations for future generations/
    Thru dedication, hard work and perspiration/
    Lets put the emphasis back on education/
    Physical fittness, and peaceful meditation/
    Moral renovation, soul rejuvenation/
    In these dark times - shed illumination/
    Use imagination to find jubilation/
    And intelligence to juke the federation/
    Never slowin' up, boost acceleration/
    Wisdom trickles down thru dissemination/
    Music transcends any segregation/
    All you institutions promoting seperation/
    In the eyes of God seek exoneration/
    Its sick man, world wide abominations/
    Greedy rich fucks bent on domination/
    Terrified of face to face confrontation/
    Threatened by logical conversation/
    I love my human race, that's my motivation/
    Passion and wisdom, OHHH what a combination/
    Family ties provide me accommodations/ 
    spread the word of Buddah thru the population/
    Submerge in deep though, compute the computation/
    Passionate love excite me to copulation/
    Characteristics subjected to evaluation/
    To all the broken hearts, I send my salutations/
    Dance inside my charismatic gravitation/
    If you got heart n' soul - raise the palpitation/
    To all, my best wishes, its a celebration/
    Kinetic brain waves raise the oscilations/
    Create a loving aura dense in radiation/
    Emense in radius! WHAT!/
    The world is shady as fuck!/
    I don't know what ya heard about me/
    That I dabble in some wicked wizardry/
    That I'm broke n' stuck in mysery/
    What a pitty...cuz y'all don't know me/
    I don't know what ya heard about me/
    But trust only what ya eye can see/
    That I beef with my family/
    It's obvious...y'all don't know me/

  • 01:36 Download Lyrics Bad Listener

    - VERSE -
    Have mercy on her soul/
    I lost all control/
    I cost us the whole/
    world, and I broke your threshold/
    stress so much we dead slow/
    let's go back in time, presto/
    chango, sweet angel/
    never meant to taint you/
    I'm wicked, vindictive/
    masochistic, the pain is addictive/
    I cry to the heavens for your angel to listen/
    lord give a daughter exactly what she's missin'/
    stop dissin' her/
    we pray, but you're not a good listener/
    where the hell you at?/

    - VERSE -
    It's been so many moons/
    and she's weeped out lagoons/
    cried her some rivers, now release alll that gloom/
    deliver her from doom real soon/
    let her see that the blessings will bloom/
    Bliss beyond the tomb/
    breathe life in her womb/
    make a wife of her soon/
    with the most righteous groom/
    make it safe to assume/|
    and exume all the love that she lost & consumed/
    She's a saint at the core/
    but the pain of remorse/
    keeps angel grounded restraining that force/
    when it should take it's course/
    and soar thru the skies, reach folks by the scores/
    Life's been a chore/
    and we all must explore/
    live by the pen, but don't die by the sword/
    and the Lord will reward/
    for each tear that you poured/
    no longer ignored/
    salvation's in store/

  • 04:29 Download Lyrics Early Morning

    - VERSE -
    I wake up early in the morning, and roll right back to sleep/
    but not before I grab and reach/
    for my 20 bag of trees/
    relieve the insanity/ so high, defy gravity/
    you'll need a couple ladders B/
    my elevated strategies/
    paint another masterpiece/
    ill rhyme factories/
    hills climbed at the speed/
    I spill lines - rapidly/
    spit-shine whack emcees/
    who kill time tragically/
    instill mind fallacies/
    I feel my allergies/
    sick and so tired that I'm-a take the day off/
    make the bomb grub, blaze and just gaze into thought/
    take Sinatra, Bone Thugs and Marvin Gaye for a walk/
    the clouds fill the sky beautifully, it's gray in the park/
    I listen to the rain fall and hope it starts pouring/
    just to cancel some baseball and close some golf courses/
    god I love these productive days, cuz I'm never bored when/
    I'm in the zone, puff a 'j' in the early morning/

    - VERSE -
    I wake up in the early morning, peel the covers back/
    check my agenda for the day, grab a dutch and sack/
    roll the finest piff that'll push a brotha back/
    then count a couple stacks/ somethin' you suckaz lack/
    push the Pac up in the stereo and run it back/
    then hop up in the shower, brush my teeth, and puff a black/
    and then it's time to rush the map/
    where the pumpers at/
    see theh cops, then I'm slowin' down, and duckin' back/
    because the block's hot, 'round here they tuck a strap/
    and if you muthafuckaz act/
    they will buck n clap/
    and fuck the friendships, so watch who you hug & dap/
    mind your own business, watch who you trust wit dat/
    the cash, yeah - the hoes fuck ya for the lust of that/
    but in the daytime the bitch want her husband back/
    these thoughts goin' through my head as I'm slumpin' back/
    blazed off the hydro, plus I clutch the gat in the early morning/

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -
    Early in the morning I'm still up in the den/
    with a pad and a pen/
    writing like I'm trapped in the pen/
    unsure of my strength, whenever I spit I make the bars bend/
    make weak rappers fold when I go all in/
    sleep deprived, cans of Red Bull help keep me wired/
    like nuclear war heads armed and ready to fire/
    the time is now, the position is where I'm sittin'/
    the agenda is every sentence that's written/
    is enough to cause a caniption/
    with fine tuned precision/
    I erase the division/ between improv spittin'/
    and the beautiful composition/
    and in a minute I'll be blazin' until I'm soaring/
    closing my eyes to another glorious morning/

    - VERSE -
    I'm an early riser/
    wiser man, plan devisor/
    eyes on the prize, blowin' like a damn gyser/
    Keiser in the rap game/
    arsenal like Max Payne/
    verses by the piles, styles that adapt to change/
    charged brain matter/
    makin' lames scatter/
    plain tattered rags, but yet/
    tryin' to live like Wayne Manor/
    true to my iron core/
    rap with a lion roar/
    gotta make that doe, none of us are dyin' poor/
    take to the sky and soar/
    realestate, buying more/
    Nightmare - giant sword/
    pulvarize competition, strong like a dinosaur/
    today I'm kinda poor/
    when will I find a door/
    Sattelite Souls, descend and I'll climb aboard/
    take me to the mothership/
    Earth's inhabitants can suck a dick/
    comet's 'bout to hit/
    early riser dawg, long since evacuated/
    destination calculated/
    fine tuned and calibrated/

  • 04:34 Download Lyrics Bottoming Out

    - VERSE -
    Lessons get learned, mistakes get made/
    tryin' to make up for the wasted days/
    I wake to the sound of my racing heart/
    take a pause/
    locate the cuase/
    just thinkin' about the night before/
    remembered that movie Sliding Doors/
    shouldn't be gettin' so high and so weak/
    with so much I say that I'm fighting for/
    maybe I am afraid to asnwer the call/
    after all, with my back on the wall/
    hamster wheels like teenagers out at the mall/
    having a ball/
    so sick of this life I yak in the stall/
    flushing the past/
    no intentions of coming on back/
    and gettin' caught, stuck in the trap/
    rubbed off the map/
    thinkin' about what my homie told me/
    watch who you hug & you dap/
    never without my jigga-be-cool stick/
    packin' numchucks in the sack/
    trust nobody, haven't you heard/
    one of those rules that had to get learned/
    before some bamma has to get served/
    and something tragic emerge/
    love thy neighbor like thyself/
    swallow your pride cuz you might need help/
    you run the streets? or the streets run you?/
    go read a book wit 'cha trifling self/
    I'm taking a break, meeting my One/
    to dine under the evening sun/
    I need to recharge/ problems get large/
    and I'm fresh out of reasons to run/

    - VERSE -
    Who cares what they see in me/
    I look to the sky like - set me free!!/
    If not, I stop praying, so let me be/
    every morning when I wake I gotta fiend the green/
    I had the super bowl won, then I lost my team/
    this is destiny - what you've done to me/
    you done made me a G that'll fight for things/
    but now I gotta see that I'll need shoes on her feet/
    gotta put food on the table she can eat/
    what in the world will she think of me/
    cuz the things I did so she could be/
    the only girl on the block with a destiny/
    the only girl on the block with a daddy/
    then wonder why I'm here, so she can see/
    it's real unconditional love, it's true happy/
    now I'm bottomed out, and this is your daddy/
    the shell of a man that can hardly see/
    streets in front of me, it's harder & harder/
    trust me, I'm-a never leave/
    and I'm-a struggle with air so you can breathe/
    Mommy broke my heart, I'm so sorry/
    my choice then, we would be married/
    fought so much, it would be scary/
    this is here, this is now, and I'm your daddy/
    please bare with me/
    life's hard for me/
    I don't want you to see/
    these horrible things/
    that life can bring/
    let me deal with these things/
    so you can dream/
    wait, stop, let me think/
    ok, understand that I'm finally free/
    this whole life, live mentally/
    put it together with a strategy/
    until check made, d-e-a-d/

    - VERSE -
    The bills are late, and I'm unemployed/
    saving is hard/
    it's breakin' my heart/
    and credit's no good no more, the store ain't takin' my card/
    no way I'm-a starve/
    it ain't just me myself and I/
    thinking about my nephew's cries/
    health of body, health of mind/
    and so until the death we ride/
    stressed because I let things fall apart/
    but now I'm over the past/
    knowing the path/
    settin' a course for boot camp - my soldiers in class/
    get ready for war, these inner demons/
    never been more, I feel 'em breathing/
    back of my neck/ tracking my steps/
    hunting me like it's killing season/
    out for the squish, won't give 'em a reason/|
    I'm kicking and screaming to save my soul/
    take control/
    break the hold/
    and get out before the cage is closed/
    never too late to better your life/
    but once, but measure it twice/
    patience and discipline seperate king from the pawn/
    men from the mice/
    bottoming out, so hard to get up/
    cuz just when you think that positive luck's/
    coming around/
    to buck up the frowns/
    when smokin' ain't working to up any downs/
    punch in the mouth, reality checks/
    you start to wonder what tragedy's next/
    to take your progress back a few steps/
    and hope for the strength to handle the stress/

    - VERSE -
    The rich get approved, the poor get denied/
    public school - it barely supplied/
    I died inside/ now roll deep, rarely divide/
    credit cards - they ate me alive/
    slippery snakes, slippity-slide/
    wicked and sly/
    interest rate - a dick in the eye/
    pick 'em apart with venomous rhymes/
    fine print indicates/
    threacherous lies, then they/
    expect you to rise/
    when hypocrites already made sure you met your demise/
    sever the ties/
    clever and wise/
    move aside/
    and never despise/
    weather the skies/
    rain or shine, love and joy will enter my life/
    to venture inside/
    adventurous strides/
    take me around the globe to fill the lobes in your mind/
    hoping to find/
    my chosen divine/
    my slice of the pie/
    leave a verse for y'all to recite/
    after I die, will remain/
    in your brain just to remind/
    some to reflect, some to refine/
    some to accept, some to decline/
    my legacy will look for you/
    never have to come to the shrine/
    though my body's stuck in some pine/
    think outside the box, just hovering high/
    a lover of life/
    a writer of strife/
    ferocious rapper, tiger with stripes/

  • 03:40 Download Lyrics Parts Unknown

    - VERSE -
    I come from parts unknown, same story, different version/
    dwelling in a black cave until the new shit emerges/
    then I get ghost on you fools like a missing person/
    cuz fame is just I curse, I don't behave like Mr. Perfect/
    I train by spittin' verses/
    though some days it isn't worth it/
    fully capable to work it/
    while you hate & misinterpret/
    and only a few see the full frame of the mission's purpose/
    by brain's intricate working/
    buck-n-change when I spit these verses/
    a plain ol' vicious wordsmith/
    I take my work serious/
    create & birth lyrics/
    even hatin' jerks feel it/
    it's inevidable, man - success attracts haters/
    they can't wait to write a diss song, intent to stack paper/
    watch the friends full-time, cuz friends attack later/
    cut your throat while you sleep, man - it ends up that way some.../
    ...times and watch who you trust/
    even if you threw 'em love/
    eatin' up your food & stuff/
    you need to just remove them chumps

    - VERSE -
    Despite recent maturity, I'm sure to be provoked/
    but nope, can't be a dope/
    won't push the envelope/
    instead just make a note/
    get a pen and let it stroke/
    when beat and rhyme elope/
    I see a sign of hope/
    don't need a line of coke/
    to envoke a a holy ghost/
    you blokes are scoliosis/
    I smoke you crooked folk/
    I'm ghost, I stroll below/
    radar show me - NO!/
    patrol with Shinobi cloak/
    sneak past the goalie post/
    a thug - the bravest clown/
    enroll in a rodeo/ no joke, ya just a hoax/
    full of shit, cornholio/
    I cripple competition/
    my flow is polio/
    ya fragile composition/
    breaks-fast like Toasty O's/
    you drones, just play a role/
    and you know that "Homie don't..."/
    sock you in the dome/
    disown your microphone/

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -

  • 02:08 Download Lyrics Not To Be A Player

    - VERSE -
    Temptation…sets my destination/
    My conscious intervenes…/
    … but that only results in hesitation/
    Creepin’ like a secret agent/
    Told sweety meet at Regan/
    Could… I… be mistaken?/
    Should I proceed n’ take this/
    chance…that could lead to pain and/
    I don’t wanna hear complainin'/
    Or fear retaliation/
    Or make my baby’s tears/
    pour out of desperation/
    Or make my lady feel/
    Short… on her respiration/
    Force myself to love/
    or divorce towards a separation/
    Take the right course of action/
    Stray from the force of Satan/
    More to life than whores/
    like doors to the Lord’s haven/
    Blessings galore waitin’/
    Dual income! More bacon!/
    Cheating is morbid/
    She will leave me forsaken/
    Forfeit AMOR and/
    fill my life with court cases/
    Have a little more patience! Boyz!!!/

    - VERSE -
    I'm just a man, straight mamal, cuckoo over the girls/
    and I'd be lying if I said I didn't notice the curves/
    especially in the summertime when they wearin' their skirts/
    yeah, I'm-a look, but that don't mean I'm-a go over and flirt/
    I used to be attracted to a certain type of female/
    and get to blinded by the looks to peep the lies she would tell/
    so many dime piece temptresses waive around the bait & hook/
    guys with the faintest look/
    gettin' done like Beowulf/
    and it's not that I'm afraid or shook/
    but I've already played the crook/
    and karma said I owed big, sen't my ass a payment book/
    bankrupted heart and soul/
    sank in the darkest hole/
    started over like a seed, but thankful I got to grow/
    these days - faithful dude/
    workin' hard, makin' moves/
    no time to play the type of games that you "playaz" do/
    stayin' cool/ see a 'hot-thang' - and I play it cool/
    quit actin' like u never seen a girl, and wipe that baby drool/

    - HOOK -
    Not to be a playa/
    playin' gets you caught up/
    caught up with the ladies/
    addicted to the lust/
    what goes around town/
    comes back around, now.../
    you gettin' no play/
    tryin' to re-live the old days/

  • 02:41 Download Lyrics Kitty

    - VERSE -
    My Kitty's the finest/
    pretty as diamonds/
    not even the wittiest rhymes can/
    begin to define/
    not even the pen of a scribe/
    can begin to describe/
    Venus encarnate, take my hand/
    lead it thru darkness, save this man/
    from being a carcus/
    folks are heartless/ leavin' us scarred/
    pray for fam to keep us on target/
    those who stand in our way will weaken and tarnish/
    raise my seeds, breed 'em as artists/
    heart of the house, dearly regarded/
    husband devoted/
    action denotes it/
    passion exploded/
    felt it, wrote it/
    take it, quote it/
    embrace it and own it/
    ...let me breathe for a moment/

    - HOOK -
    Stay united, undiveded/
    God provided all we need/
    so delighted we collided/
    celebrate, light that green/
    pain subsided, so excited/
    unconfined, our flight is free/
    fate ignited, day and night I/
    write, recite, it pays to dream/
    Kitty, Daddy, Neutronstar/
    condo's nice, food's on par/
    quest is long, we proved thus far/
    request nobody do us harm/
    every night within my arms/
    treasure chest is full of charms/
    pleasure, rest & lots of bliss/
    protect you from apocolypse/

    - VERSE -
    Y-E-A-B-E-S-E-R-A/
    lead our way, my love won't stray/
    appreciate you everyday/
    and it grows/
    and I show thru anecdotes/
    under your spell, no antidote/
    with this girl I can elope/
    man I hope we last eternal/
    document it in my journal/
    every turn and every hurdle/
    help you learn, I will serve you/
    you gave me my CXS/
    you and I will see success/
    my BFF, relieve my stress/
    love you 'til in peace I rest/
    hear the beat beneath my chest/

    - HOOK -
    Stay united, undiveded/
    God provided all we need/
    so delighted we collided/
    celebrate, light that green/
    pain subsided, so excited/
    unconfined, our flight is free/
    fate ignited, day and night I/
    write, recite, it pays to dream/
    Kitty, Daddy, Neutronstar/
    condo's nice, food's on par/
    quest is long, we proved thus far/
    request nobody do us harm/
    every night within my arms/
    treasure chest is full of charms/
    pleasure, rest & lots of bliss/
    protect you from apocolypse/

  • 04:15 Download Lyrics Relinquish Some Delight

    - VERSE -
    It's sad that the things you want the most come with twice the sacrifice/
    all the time that we devote might decide the afterlife/
    so incase that's my plight/
    must relinquish some delight/
    the mic of my will for my children and my wife/
    and the blood that I love, and my bishops & my knights/
    cognitive efforts towards precision of my strike/
    done spittin' on the mic/
    Pip this shit off to Mike/
    pike in his grill 'til he wishes he was like/

    you wanna be, you wanna be like Mike/
    you wanna be, you wanna be.../

    - VERSE -
    Locked and loaded/
    number 1 like Oden/
    my style is potent/
    like potions from Dumbldorf/
    insane in the brain/ put that thang on a dame/
    ain't a game, I'm the ma-i-n of course/
    but you already knew that/
    still I gotta prove that/
    too many doubters, I'm claustrophobic/
    your best bet be to move back/
    give me my space 'for I erase ya, call me Galactus/
    eatin' rappers/
    that should be actors/
    doin' it just for practice/
    listen I got a vision homie/
    even though the world disow me/
    most of my homies phony/
    hoes actin' like they don't know me/
    but I ain't trippin' shawty/
    and I'm a soldier homie/
    still marchin' towards the finish line/
    I'm just moving slowly/
    surely no one can stop me/
    mayday, mayday, you copy?/
    bitches screaming "hey papi"/
    got haters plottin' to pop me/
    I'm energized, won't stop, I'm-a keep goin'/
    even if the river runs dry I'm-a keep flowin'/
    so keep that in the back of your minds/
    gonna make you bitchez kiss my ass when ya boi get signed/

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -
    Spittin' infinite, witness me rhyme like a beast roaring/
    even if the river runs dry, I'm-a keep flowing/
    serving haters on the grill, and all kinda beef smoking/
    versatile, always keep a different side of me showing/
    don't need to try to stay gimmick-free lyrically/
    pity fools like Mr. T/
    Halo soldier, killing spree/
    running riot, so consistently/
    coppin' piff to breathe/
    twisting trees/
    master your high, try not to skip a beat/
    living in the land of the greed, home of the raged/
    goin' insane/
    slowing the pain/
    and hoping for change/
    and though I'm fucked the fuck up now, I'll be sober again/
    and take a bowl to the brain/
    torch it & flame/
    roasting the crain/
    and relinquish some delight/
    sword of omen giving us the sight/
    nocturnal like fishing in the night/
    I know it's unfair the way we spittin' in this mic/
    Dark Night! Stop bitchin' 'bout your life/
    straight wishing you was like.../

  • 02:48 Download Lyrics Ancient and Limitless

    - VERSE -
    You got no ambition? Raise your own stakes/
    aquire new skill every day the earth rotates/
    aspire much higher than previous attempts/
    fry the big fish, forget tedious events/
    ignore all the greed that the media projects/
    call it how I see it man, freely I profess/
    no talent bammaz fall in love with the camera/
    one hit wonder lack a whole lot of stamina/
    keep an alias like Hanna Montana does/
    spit quotables like main-man Canibus/
    use these words to paint vivid images/
    power of the mind - ancient and limitless/
    come take a journey at the pace of my dilligence/
    stay on task by the dates of the syllabus/
    much more at stake than your own satisfaction/
    a man of action, a saint to the villages/
    the humble and meek - raped of their privileges/
    show 'em a way to escape from the militants/
    pledge no allegiance to the states of imprisonment/
    all our lives we stay placed in predicaments/
    brown skinned faces encased in some tenements/
    products they sell us - laced with the venomous/
    flip that switch from haste to meticulous/
    then wipe my ass with a page from Leviticus/

    - VERSE -
    Some people say I'm a pessimist, I got a lot of rage in me/
    anyone who really know the Joker know I stay silly/
    roll another Dutch, I don't like to blaze Phillies/
    burn too fast like a 'whistle' Holiday Inn-ing/
    sittin' and contemplating, chillin' on my big couch/
    thinking 'bout your momz and how she's filling out her fish mouth/
    you heard right, all types of random gettin' dished out/
    pulling no punches like a bare knuckle fist bout/
    gotta find laughter in the states of imprisonment/
    racist-ass people full of hatred and bitterness/
    never stop learning, start taking an interest in/
    the power of the mind, ancient and limitless/
    government isn't into saving the children, it's/
    wasting billions outerspace in these little ships/
    braindead citizens chasing the quickest fix/
    watching from the side, entertained, as I twist a spliff/

    - VERSE -
    Revolutionary warfare, it's my course here/
    quality is fake like women wearing horse hair/
    of course, yeah/ I got the patience of a boss/
    I'm racing in the Porche/
    gettin' chased by the law/
    court cases gettin' tossed/
    when the money is involved/
    justice isn't blind, she don't cater to us all/
    and aw...y'all think it really isn't bad/
    I just think you should've made the most of what you niggaz had/
    you right, so I'm-a take my own damn advice/
    get up, get out, and take everything you like/
    the system - corrupted/
    fuck it, you gotta love it/
    cuz everything I have, shit - I took from the public/
    and I just sell it back/
    when I put it in a rap/
    I'm just sayin' what I feel, but y'all take it as a fact/
    you can take me how I am, or leave me where I'm at/
    two things I gotta do - pay taxes & stay black/

  • 02:57 Download Lyrics Another Chapter

    - VERSE -
    I'm on top of this/
    and I'm rockin' this/
    cuz I'm probably pissed/
    one strap, one hand when I cock and spit/
    one cat, one BLAM and you droppin' quick/
    one flat dumb cat that was poppin' shit/
    blood all on the floor, gotta mop the shit/
    then I gotta go escape from the cops & shit/
    fuck that, no man won't stop my grip/
    or it's back to the block, rocks, glocks & clips/
    shit, I'm just a crazy nigga/
    eyes straight hazy nigga/
    born in late 80's nigga/
    tryin' to make some figures/
    don't wanna spray these triggers/
    make a coward break that's bigger/
    snatch his chain, take his glitter/
    wave & hit 'em/

    - VERSE -
    I wanna rap forever/
    I wanna stay clever/
    I plan to weather storms, transform to Mayweather/
    and land a haymaker/
    I'm not a cake baker/
    but it's a celebration, defeated nemisis/
    I clean the premisis/
    the deepest crevasses/
    I play my flute and you rats follow me to the steepest precipice/
    don't get pissed if you slip/
    from the tip to the bottom/
    that SPLAT oughta taught 'em/
    falling like the autumn/
    Osama-lama-laicum/
    chuckles from spectators/
    as I crumble up his paper/
    in the garbage pail/
    rhyme was weak and frail/
    you'll spend a week in jail/
    you'll bend and get molested/
    then end up eating tail/
    I hope you brought your tongs/
    for tossing all that salad/
    you'll probably wear a thong/
    and then they'll let you have it/
    rap is full of faggots/
    Diddy-idiotic habits/
    your asshole is Puffy cuz you're sitting on a fallace/

    - VERSE -
    I keep on showing the flow, you know I break 'em off/
    break 'em with fluid movements/
    doin' music that's from the heart/
    from the start/ I've always been on the mark/
    couldn't picture me fallin' off/
    and droppin' some whack bars, thus far/
    my track record's impressive and I'm only gettin' better/
    with verses that vary like the weather/
    and reaches you like Blackberrys/
    blow your mind like black berettas/
    now imagine if I rap forever/
    who the fuck could see my level/
    without cowering down in terror/
    the art of keepin' my mind sharp/
    and keepin' my rhymes raw/
    keep feeding these thoughts biting off metaphors/
    yeah - you know what I'm spittin' for/
    no man can ever stop me/
    I'm rap's herbal proxy, head knotty/
    hands like twin shotties droppin' bodies/
    ey, yo - son, you better run for cover/
    reach and clap that thunder/
    go ahead and call up numbers/
    sound the trumpets
    V.A. is coming/
    you better run for cover/
    reach and clap that thunder/
    go ahead and call up numbers/
    sound the trumpets/
    you know who's coming/

    - VERSE -
    I put in five on a dutch/
    and don't drive with a clutch/
    he's eye-balling me, and I'm sizing him up/
    and I don't really want to be fighting and stuff/
    but I'm-a be good and ready if he try something dumb/
    I don't trust nobody, keep on moving down the line/
    everybody's guilty until proven otherwise/
    I got a lot of shit I wanna do before I die/
    shamrock, I don't got no room for you to ride/
    go that way, make tracks/
    never come back/
    you're a whack emcee with a bum rap/
    catalogue butt-ugly like a hunchback/
    mine's hot like a fifty foot sunlamp/
    I hold the mic right/
    give my third eye sight/
    spit what my life's like/
    because I got my mind right/

  • 02:03 Download Lyrics Desire and a Spark

    - VERSE -
    I got fire in my heart/
    desire and a spark/
    Pharoah ain't smart/
    he's just a liar and a shark/
    the cardiac beats for the chior and the harp/
    saliva secretes to aquire the remark/
    aspire to euphoria/
    fill the auditorium/
    the road to glory's oh so boring and laborious/
    intricate verbiage, toxin loaded scorpions/
    the nature of my work - killing like Kevorkian's/
    weak little shorties get played like accordion/
    so get big kid, and bring the panademonium/
    lyrics get you high, I supply 'em with opium/
    more skills than Kobe, a vivid cornucopia/
    slicker than petrolium/
    when behind the podium/
    verses radiate like weapons grade plutonium/
    faggot ass rappers win awards from Nickelodeon/
    MTV rappers straight bitch like Amazonians/

    - VERSE -
    Undisciplined rappers catch straight disrespect/
    blaze 'em & put 'em out on their butts like a cigarette/
    and even though my salary ain't no six figures yet/
    at least I ain't like y'all - whack juiced & drippin' wet/
    I spit 50 calibur verses that straight split the vest/
    and strangle your microphone with both hands, and grip the neck/
    imagine me spittin' knowledge to a crowd a thousand deep and/
    top of my game, on the regular, pounding speakers/
    I aim to spit verses on a Papoose calibur/
    y'all tryin' to spit verses on some whack fool's calibur/
    some try to get famous always askin' to battle you/
    it's Dark Night Records, and I bask in the shadow punk/
    I spit Godzilla rhymes that make you get down and duck/
    left Jurassic footprints everywhere that my sounds have bumped/
    there was a time you clowns were funny, but now it's done/
    your arms are too short to box with God another round you bum/

  • 03:54 Download Lyrics Disastrophy

    - VERSE -
    Dawg, I move with the swiftest feet/
    when it come to violence, dude - I don't stick with peace/
    I'm the type to come thru and cruise in a rented jeep/
    with more backpacks than a student facility/
    the cruelest ability/
    when fools even mention me/
    I fuse tools 'til you losing your memory/
    you dudes ooze, you will soon be a mystery/
    I pull presidential moves like I'm Clinton's peepz/
    and prove I'm too sick to see/
    I rhyme my lines and I'm well known, prick/
    ask about me on the block, bet a shell blow quick/
    so go and tell your clique/
    it's soon gon' be finished and you holdin'/
    on to your minutes like a cell phone clip/
    that's what I'm tellin' your people/
    you already heard it, so I'm there with the sequel/
    you're already nervous, so I better just leave you/
    if Hip-Hop is dead, then I'm Resident Evil/

    - VERSE -

    - VERSE -
    The state of Hip-Hop, a disastrophy/
    Select few Emceez composed a master piece/
    Pass the weed! Speak psychoactively/
    Cowardly bastards act so dastardly/
    It takes years to achieve mastery/
    TV N' Radio manufacturing/
    Second-rate feather-weights/
    Clever phrase emanates/
    Rapes and inseminates/
    Devastates! Heaven's Sake!/
    Dead Pope! Reverand slain!/
    Let it pour! Let it rain!/
    Let us soar! Meta-morph!/
    Transform...and roll out!/
    Let a rap loose/
    Like Papoose!/
    Smack foolz!/
    Take away thier dignity like a jack move/
    Blue, black bruises lookin' like some tatoos/
    Give a fuck NOT cuz I'm stoned like a statue/
    Lookin' past you/
    Like glass dude/
    I glance thru/
    Sorry but the sad truth,/
    it was past due/

    - VERSE -
    On the mic we like 300, ain't no muthafuckin' stoppin' us/
    you tryin' to write a clever verse - preposterous, ricockulous/
    I spit that realistici shit, the knowledge buff/
    ponder stuff/
    tryin' to get my wallet stuffed/
    didn't go to college, what!/
    you a fairy, flower fuck/
    soft, homo powder-puff/
    poppin'-faggot-collar chumps/
    you shouldn't even be droppin' cuts/
    rhyme at a hundred miles per hour, stunt/
    now you're done, son/
    roll or get rolled over like a monster truck/
    you coward punk/
    wasting all that 2 inch tape/
    and hard drive crucial space/
    actin' hard, but you a fake/
    I bump it loud so you can wake/
    you ugly like a plastic surgeried bamma's ghoulish face/
    doo-doo based hot steaming pile of green human waste/
    it ain't enough to say that you a whack emcee/
    cuz actually/
    you only spit that hot-fiyah breath, so back up please/
    if you're the king of this rap shit - then suck a dick your majesty/
    your lack of skill's a tragedy/
    one big ass disastrophy/

  • 04:42 Download Lyrics Godfather

    - VERSE -
    A funeral fit for a king, and we all said goodbye/
    to a shining star that fell from the sky/
    can't explain in words how I felt when I cried/
    on November the 5th when Tab said you had died/
    a lifetime of memories, gone in a flash/
    you fought so brave but had fallen at last/
    no more suffering, it's all in the past/
    as I cried on the shoulders of your Momz and your dad/
    you were more than a brother and a friend to me/
    and it was meant to be/
    that you left three seeds/
    so that those who remember you will get to see/
    that you're still here with us, especially me/
    so I'll tell your story 'til death sets me free/
    cuz you always had my back & wanted best for me/
    when I ran away from home, we knew where I'd be/
    here's to a damn good friend, souljah - rest in peace/

    - VERSE -
    No longer flesh, it's hard to believe/
    now it's up to God to recieve/
    retrieve his soul, I drop to my knees/
    and ask for relief to the wife and the seeds/
    not to live a life full of grief/
    his time on earth - frightfully brief/
    seems as though God is a thief/
    took our brother to the heights of the peaks/
    deceased artist, a plight of the meak/
    rather die for the cause than fight for the greed/
    leave legacies thru the mic when you speak/
    leave three boys in the likeness of he/
    Yak taught these boys how to rap/
    infact put Route 1 on the map/
    sad, tears drip right to the pad/
    but still celebrate the life that he had/

    - HOOK -
    Goodbye never came to mind/
    young and full of life/
    three boys and a wife/
    looking up at the sky/
    asking "God tell me why?"/
    tears straming from my eyes/
    and you know how much we love you/
    forever thinking of you/
    give anything to have one more day/
    things haven't been quite the same/
    in VA on Tha Highway/
    since that cold November day/
    the heavens took you away/

    - VERSE -
    I wish you could see us, strong as ever/
    because time's running out, and it's now or never/
    one of us take a fall, and we're down together/
    through the rain and sunshine and cloudy weather/
    I lost a brother, but I gained the lessons/
    having you in my life was a major blessing/
    you taught me, fought me, gave me strength and/
    now I walk down the road to the place you're resting/
    and I wish you could meet my brother's first born/
    knowing that you can't, man nothing hurts more/
    but after the dark night, sun in the sky/
    with my hands held high/
    Route 1 'til I die/
    talk about you all the time to my one and only/
    you'd be proud of your boy, you would love her homie/
    and I miss you painfully, but trust and believe/
    if you left so soon then there must be a reason/

    - VERSE -
    Astrologically we be one in the same/
    and geographically we both live on the same/
    side of Tha Highway, though we rolled different trains/
    what really matters is/ that we both did 4 kidz/
    and when I look at yours I can't wait to have mine/
    with Nate, Josh & Tug, and Tab is on the grind/
    with the love from above is impactin' like a 9/
    not from thugs, but the sun, after morning comes the shine/

    - HOOK -
    Goodbye it's too real this time/
    can't wake up to find/
    that it's all a lie/
    and that you're doin' fine/
    God won't you tell me why/
    you needed him at your side/
    and you know how much we love you/
    forever thinking of you/
    give anything to have one more day/
    things haven't been quite the same/
    in VA on Tha Highway/
    since that cold November day/
    the heavens took you away/
    and you know how much we love you/
    forever thinking of you/
    give anything to have one more day/
    things haven't been quite the same/
    in VA on Tha Highway/
    or within my family/
    we'll be together some day/

    - OUTRO -
    It's so hard to say goodbye/
    so hard to say goodbye/
    still don't know why you had to go/
    leaving us heartbroke in a winter so cold/
    so hard to say goodbye/
    too hard to say goodbye/
    still wonder why no longer at our side/
    here to weather the storms everyday we mourn/
    and so I hope you know we love you/
    and know that we're thinking of you/
    and know we'll remember your name/
    ever the same, that's never gon' change/
    let 'em know - Yak taught these boys how to rap/
    infact put Route 1 on the map/
    sad, tears drip right to the pad/
    but still celebrate the life that he had/

  • 03:13 Download Lyrics Two Rays Of Joy

    - VERSE -
    We left the homeland, came to the States/
    planae to the gate/
    raising the stakes/
    poverty stricken, we made an escape/
    far from the family, away from the race/
    the clothes on our backs, a couple suit cases/
    many new faces/
    a family of five all in a basement/
    recall in amazement/
    kept us alive, thank God for the graces/
    stayed in Bolivia - what would have been?/
    needing dough? struggle to win?/
    leaving home had to have been/
    even so, love for the kin/
    Mom and Pop - thank you again/
    you're more than a Mom, more than a friend/
    more than a Dad, a moment of Zen/
    holding a pen, writing a verse/
    reciting it hurts/
    think of the past/
    ominous task, emotional toll/
    crossing an ocean, devotion of soul/
    sacrificed for three little tykes/
    worked the days, even the nights/
    we keep it in mind, I keep it in sight/
    through example showed the meaning of life/
    the love you gave, a beacon of light/
    you warned of demons while teaching what's right/
    give back what you get/
    trapped into debt/
    so sad, I regret/
    lesson is learned/
    confession is heard/
    depression surges
    out of neglect/
    had to reflect/
    lack of respect/
    inexperienced boy/
    serious void/
    left in my head/
    Mama's love resurrected the dead/
    Poppa's love kept us well fed/
    remember the nights knelt next to the bed/
    Mami and Granny leading a prayer/
    Padre nuestro, you really up there?/
    in utter despair/
    pleading for care/
    a couple of things been meaning to share/
    love my folks with all of my soul/
    thank you Lord for keepin' us whole/
    without their support, we'd be in a hole/
    without their warmth, we'd be in the cold/
    two rays of joy, and three from the mold./

    - VERSE -
    Wawitai, mi rayo de alegria/
    Culilai, mi esperanza/
    Cuando atardeze vuelco mi alma/
    Hacia las estrellas/
    Para que el cielo te proteja donde estes/

    - OUTRO -
    You taught us to live, taught us to love/
    you tried even harder the harder it was/
    survivor skills all in our blood/
    mother and daughter, father and sons/
    D.N.A., the family bond/
    when hope was frail and practically gone/
    you never gave up, you had to be strong/
    we learned from the best, carrying on/

Private Fame

by 2 Men-E

Released 2007
Broadcasting Live
Released 2007
Broadcasting Live
FREE DOWNLOAD: 2 Men-E's solo debut album/MixTape titled 'Private Fame'. This is the 25 year life-report as told by the DMV writer/artist who's sharp & adaptive rhymes have been featured on 'Long Dark Night' and 'One Man Army' as well as DNR MixTapes vol.1-3

One Man Army (clean version)

by Bonez (aka DVS)

Released 2005
Dark Night Records
Released 2005
Dark Night Records
NOTE: CLEAN VERSION of 'One Man Army' is Stream-Only BELOW.
All "BUY ALBUM" links* direct to EXPLICIT VERSION. (*except YouTube)
NOTES
STREAM ONLY: The coming of age sounds of an independent MC dedicated to the craft. Bonez (aka DVS) shows that artists don't need record labels to realize ideas - the basic idea and message behind 'One Man Army'. Honest stories by a young man in conflict.

All "BUY ALBUM" links* direct to EXPLICIT VERSION. (*except YouTube)

Projekt: Grindstate

by Sino Kadafi

Released 2013
Independent
Released 2013
Independent
FREE DOWNLOAD: Sino Kadafi, a North Carolina & DMV native, paints hardcore lyrical pictures from a survival state of mind. 'Projekt: Grindstate' features cuts like 'Hood Nigga Logic', 'Let It Go' and is now available for the 1st time via DarkNightRecords.com

Land of the Greed, Home of the Raged

by DNA

Released 2007
Dark Night Records
Released 2007
Dark Night Records
FREE DOWNLOAD: MixTape vol.1 showcases broad lyrical skill, wordsmanship, and song craft from independent DMV writers & artists. Land of the Greed features 'Invisible People', perspective tales about homelessness & 'The Method', an original solo cut by Bonez.