• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• 24 Hours - Hush
• Drown - Hush
• Let It Breathe - Hush
• Come To My Rescue - Hush
• To A Better Place - Hush
• (The) March - Hush
• Woodpecker - Hush
• Wishes - Hush
• Why You Fly - Hush
• The Custodian - Hush
• That Don't Make It Right - Hush
• Superstar - Hush
• Summers Day - Hush
• Stuck - Hush
• Sometimes - Hush
• Shake Your Head - Hush
• Say a Little Prayer - Hush
• Rock Shit - Hush
• Real T.v. - Hush
• Put 'em Down - Hush
• Off To Tijuana - Hush
• No Tomorrow - Hush
• No Deliverance - Hush
• My Introduction - Hush
• Miles Away - Hush
• Lovestruck - Hush
• Life Is Hell - Hush
• If You Go Breaking My Heart - Hush
• If I Was - Hush
• I Want To Believe - Hush
• Hush Is Coming - Hush
• Glad All Over - Hush
• Get Down - Hush
• For All The Right Reasons - Hush
• Fired Up - Hush
• Everybody's Talking - Hush
• Ease The Pain - Hush
• Can't Shake The Doubt - Hush
• A Lifetime - Hush
• Hush - Hush
• Marie - Hosh
• American Chorus - Hash
• Ghetto - Hash
• Kit And Kaboodle - Hash
• Mary I Wanna - Hash
• Mrhello - Hash
• Twilight Ball - Hash
• Operation Herve - Hash
• Orchard Moons - Hash
• Traveling - Hash

Verse 1
I take a deep breath and unload every thought
Everything I've ever known anything I was taught
When I think I'm on a roll I have to slow down
'cause my words get ahead of myself I know how
To make you feel how I feel my words are so vivid
See how I live it all I got to give is
My pain my stress one blade and one knife
Ends with one slice my name and my life
All rests with my sons so they can do better
I need to be here so we can be together
But life is so hard seeing through these eyes
A world with no heart believing these lies
Can you be strong before your times up
Looking to find what you've made your mind up
There has to be a change so my seeds can reach
Anything they can grasp anything to teach
CHORUS
I got 24 hours to live my whole fate
All I have left in my heart is one take
One breath one sigh one death and one try
One more reason to ask God why?
It's my life it ends when I say
So until my time is up on that day
I'll be who I wanna be, do what I gotta do
Live how I wanna live, prove what I gotta prove
Verse 2
It's not so funny how we live each day
Wake up go to work come home in replay
We say we love life inside it's untrue
Unless you got dollars aside it's not you
I used to wake up call in or just quit
'cause I couldn't stand a boss in my face for dumb shit
You know what I mean that boss with no life
No sense no friends no kids and no wife
Career motivated on an hourly wage
Me well see I'm on a whole other page
I gotta make money man fuck I got kids
Whose father and uncles in time have done bids
Iced out homies only preserve thugs
To get what's deserved or they deserve slugs
If murder was the case that they gave me
Dear God I wonder can you save me
CHORUS
I got 24 hours to live my whole fate
All I have left in my heart is one take
One breath one sigh one death and one try
One more reason to ask God why?
It's my life it ends when I say
So until my time is up on that day
I'll be who I wanna be, do what I gotta do
Live how I wanna live, prove what I gotta prove
Verse 3
What if in one blink you could end all the pressure
Built up inside no one bares to measure
To pain to hide inside with no stress
No tears to be cried outside and no less
Make it all wash away with one scream
One shot one bullet one love and one dream
Gone to a place where mouths never speak
But thoughts convey words peep the technique
My time is coming watch me when I shine
I strive for something watch me when I rhyme
Thoughts race through my head like track stars
A hudred miles an hour inside like fast cars
I can't slow down if I do it's all gone
Everything I've done up 'til now and this song
Ends right here my life and no fear
My fight and my struggle to die with no tears
CHORUS
I got 24 hours to live my whole fate
All I have left in my heart is one take
One breath one sigh one death and one try
One more reason to ask God why?
It's my life it ends when I say
So until my time is up on that day
I'll be who I wanna be, do what I gotta do

Now that we've made it
we still end up losing somehow
we found our way through this tragic old maze till now
does love make us unbreakable, unmistakable
or more fragile than weve ever been before
We could drown in these waters
we could lose this life
Why is it the closer we get
the deeper this dangerous sea
drifting on this raft that we built
still clinging on to a dream
does love make us unsinkable and immortal
or more fragile than weve ever been before
We could drown in these waters
we could lose this life
Holding on to you, holding on to me
Chorus
Holding on to you, holding on

[Verse 1: Hush]
I was born with the rhythm before Ra had hit 'em
Before Pac had spit 'em with shots full of venom
And glocks was to kill him Big Poppa was the villian
Jay Roc-A-Fella'd 'em Dre split with Suge and them
Way before any before had ever tooken it
Look at where we shook it before there was a hook in it
(Yeah) Cops threw the book at it
Crooks was in the kitchen and b-boys was cookin' it
Hot flame on a track who got game?
A lot came after the wack had got play
Shots rang out on a night then cops came
And locked hip-hop in a cell & stopped play
And Radio (Raheem) said "D muthafucker!" with Love & Hate
Fists of full fury like The Roots said (You Got Me)
I loved you death ever since Eric B. For President (uh)
[Hook]
You have given me everything I need to see
What I need to be somehow you have set me free
Been right by my side everyday throughout my life
Now I know this time I can really blow your mind
So catch your breath & let it breathe
So catch your breath & let it breathe
[Verse 2: Hush]
I gotta bring it back for the street with a track for rap listeners
Back with a beat and a clap for that sinister rap
That ministers yap about it's evil in fact
What you're singing is wack I can't listen to it
It's all crap it's sad what you're doing to it
So sad so there's no sense in grooving to it
(Yeah right) Rock Steady's moving it
Ain't No Half Steppin' and Kane's out there proving it (uh)
Hip-Hop on the screen we Krush Grooves
Beat Street's, Breakin' Electric Boogaloo
So fresh and def plus we're Top Billin'
In full effect you know we're cold chillin'
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Talib Kweli]
Send a salute to Masta Ace and Craig G the original Jay-Z
Style original flav the style take a bow
It feel good that's my word like the 1st time I heard Illmatic
The feeling I still have it and like 2nd verse from Stop, Look & Listen
Like Pac bustin' shots at cops who tried to hit him and not
Going to prison at least for that
Fuck Tha Police was that shit! STREET CLASSIC (yeah!)
We're so creative when we speakin' in a native tongue
The Tribe, De La Soul, Jungle Brothers were my favorite ones
I seen Run DMC at The Palladium
And KRS rock the projects like a stadium
It gave me chills like when Amir played the drums
'Til we started making sums now it's fuck you pay me
Carry on the family name, still my mama baby
Cause they laid the foundation and let hip-hop raise me
[Hook]
[Outro: Talib Kweli/Hush]
C'mon admit it this shit is too fly
The rhymes that I say you just can't deny
Because 100% is what I give it)
I haunt the house with the hip-hop spirit
Emcee's masters of creativity
Rappin' is the activity
Rhyme is a sport, let it be taught that

Down, down, deeper and down
her young heart falls to the ground
why, why, whispering why
does the choir boy sing
- does the choir boy sing
And she cries all night
come to my rescue
but he’s out of her life
It cuts like a knife
there’s nowhere to hide
she’s losing the fight
she runs from the pain
a wound will remain
and follow her through
Time, time, healing time
will you come and ease her mind
shame, shame, who is to blame
for the state she’s in
- for the state she’s in
And she cries all night
come to my rescue
but he’s out of her life
It cuts like a knife
there’s nowhere to hide
she’s losing the fight
she runs from the pain
a wound will remain
and follow her through
Will follow her through
she’s hurting for you
how could you use
a young heart so true
Refrão…
Down, down, deeper and down

I never made it this far before
200 miles on my dashboard
I just grew tired of being ignored
can't wait to see what the future holds for me
I'm letting freedom feel my wings
letting this highway bring what it brings
independence will be my king
I'm on my way to a better place for me
As I ride on into the night
I'm gonna drive on
drive you outta my life
this time I'm saying goodbye, I'll be fine
as I ride into the night
I'm letting freedom feel my wings
letting this highway bring what it brings
independence will be my king
I'm on my way to a better place for me
Chorus…
This time I'm saying goodbye, I'll be fine
as I ride into the night

[Verse 1]
I gotta get what I can and what I don't I gotta take
If it means everything than its something I gotta shake
I gotta grip on this game so they call me the King Kong
With guns drawn out with a pen I've been gone
It's never enough (what?) that every tough rapper
Who never gives up is just in a world that lives up
To every word written or spitten without forgettin'
Where he's from in the D and in me is still the mitten
I won't budge not for a sec for you to judge
With no grudge with a right hand full of slugs
It's a pity where God put a smudge in Rock City
Everybody doesn't smile and the thugs are not pretty
It's apocalypse now at my best I'm intense
With a middle finger up to the world and nonsense
It takes much to say tuff that much
To anybody out with a doubt to say such
I don't care plenty my words ain't to friendly
You ain't making me a dollar my dogs have got pennys
I'm sick with the flow all of my tracks are mainly psychotic
I'm ill with the beats and my words are the anti-biotic
Look and you got it hammer's will snap you in half
Leaving you in a bath of blood doing the math
I am the next viscious and mean this is a team homie
The rest are just fiends
Get it right cause my city is to hard
My words don't mean shit without these few scars I'm serious
All of my dogs will clap you
Leaving you some new stitches and slugs for tattoos
I get mad and busy with words and in a frenzy
And I'm a be the 1st to admit it I get dizzy
When these people try to say that I ain't got flow
When I say more than just a bunch of hey ya ho's!
Get ya money up shit your better off with a muzzle
Before the muzzle of this Eagle leaves you up in a puddle
Get your team in a huddle cause I'm coming a full blitz
With full clips and words in a mix and bullshit
[Chorus]
(SUIT UP) Get ya troops lined up, get ya boots shined up
meet us out in the mud and get..
(CHEWED UP) Let us run down the line, see ya runnin' out of time
with the yellow in ya spine we are...
(CREWED UP) We ain't playin' war games, this is real and our aim
is headed in your way so...
(WHO WHAT?) Wants beef then try us, deny us
stand as a man and die tough
[Verse 2]
See I take it to the max when I push my own limits
Without even a second to lose and no minutes
No hours no time to waste anything
I gotta make it count and amout to everything
If it ain't in my words the streets will tell me
So tell me where you stand in a land of shells B?
I stand as a man and the land defines me
A land where I stand and demand my rights free
A man with a plan and the fans behind me
A handful of Stans and the hands that bite me
The kind that just lie or the rest that cry wolf
Or the rest are just blind to the facts with no proof
If you start very few live with huge heart
To against the grain in a way that's too smart
I been through it all for y'all with fallout
Brawl for brawl I'm off of the wal with balls out
With no doubts I'm here to react so stand up
Man up I want you to put your hands up
The realest emcee to combine the 2 worlds
Like 2 girls twisted up nice in 2 curls
I only gotta give what I can and that's all
But all I gotta give in this dog is this y'all
That y'all can't deny the shit y'all
Spy y'all every time I rhyme y'all
Why y'all gotta create the hate y'all
It's all I got at steak and plate it's fate y'all
I'll take y'all out of the game it's too late
You're straight going out on a limb that might break
You can't act all of that rap of packin' a gat
It's too elementary like Cat In The Hat
My words will impact and kid with 2 cents
Who ain't never meant shit to no one a nuisance

[Verse 1]
1 for the money 2 for the ho ho's
3 for my homies in them lo lo's
4 for the shots at the po po's
5 for my bitches out there getting' dough though
I walk up in the club what you say boy
Maybach Benz valeted I'm a playboy
Shake them haters like a play toy
Detroit playas in them gators all day boy
Out for that Pillsbury dough boy
Go for them throats like Siegfried & Roy
Got more tools than Home Depot
We ain't afraid to use 'em homie be cool
Red beam on your chest can you see that
Put terror in ya squad better lean back
Work it out good with your crook neck
Now let me see your head do the wodpeck
[Chorus]
How much wood could a wood peck peck
If a wood peck could peck wood?
Are you a woodpecker? (Peck wood)
If you're a woodpecker (Peck wood)
How much would could a wood peck?
Hey yo, work it out good with your crook neck
Are you a woodpecker? (Peck wood)
If you're a woodpecker (Peck wood)
[Verse 2]
Hey yo do that shit do that shit do it
Shoot that shit shoot that shit shoot it
Tyler Durden in this game don't fight me
Fresh pair black jeans and a white tee
Dj's put it on when we come through
See us in the VIP what you gon' do
Put your glass up toast a real baller
Your girl hits me I don't have to call her
Takes it all in like a deep throat
Warm and all fuzzy like a sheep coat
My name tattooed on her waistline
Taste fine like a track with a bassline
Honey bees buzzin' like a beehive
You're 'bout to get stung in your behind
About to blast off with a headshot
And this track makes everybody's head knock
[Chorus]
[Break]
Do that shit do that shit do it [x4]
[Verse 3]
Hang out with a star I'm far out
Drinks on me I bought the bar out
Lamborghini whip pull them cars out
H2, Phantom, money green Jaguar's out
Baby in the fur's all cute & shy
See won't ever see Hush in a suit & tie
Act all sweet I'll maybe let ya
See me all naked in my baby pictures
1st you gotta show me where your milks at
And break me off a piece like a Kit Kat
Hush in ya mouth cut the chit chat
Put a pillow in ya back let me hit that
Desperate for the dick like a housewife
Pussy's love sick it meow's nice
Work it out good with your crook neck
Now let me see your head do the woodpeck
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Are you a woodpecker?
Who's a woodpecker?
I want a woodpecker

The grass is long, she’s thinking
stirring her coffee as she blinks a tear away
words fly round between them
finding their way up to the ceiling and down again
Oh how she wishes
that somehow she could turn back time
and oh how she misses days that went by
Days are long, he worries
that beauty and life are just gonna hurry without him
fine lines in the sand
he’s got a dream of finding the man that he used to be
Oh how he wishes
that somehow he could turn back time
and oh how he misses days that went by
How they wish
that somehow they could turn back time
and oh how they’re missing
days that went by
The tide is strong, I see how
everything here will finally be torn down
we don’t know each other
not even my father and mother
And oh how I’m wishing
that somehow I could turn back time

Where' you at little bird
and why you fly so low
come to me my little bird
oh why you want to fly so low
Sometimes I just want to give you everything I have
tie you down and make you mine
oh why you look so sad
where's your head at little bird
and why you fly so low
I just can't understand
why you want to go ahead and chain me
I just can't understand
why you want to keep me down and tame me
In a fine, shiny cage
I can keep you near me
in a tiny, shiny cage
I can finally keep you near me
Sometimes I just want to scream
and break your wings in half
I give you everything I have and still you look so sad
where's your head at little bird
and why you fly so low
I just can't understand
why you want to go ahead and chain me
I just can't understand
why you want to keep me down and tame me
This ain't love, you know it's just an illusion
you won't win my heart with this intrusion
my mind stays free…
Chorus…
Where' you at little bird

Saw you when the leaves were letting go, were letting
softening our footsteps when we walk
you look like a stranger in the shape of your new coat
sounding kind of distant when you talk
Where are you now
where are you now
I feel like a custodian
looking after all you left behind
in your deserted auditorium
all the seats are empty here tonight
I went by your place the other day, the other day
left a little note there on the door
someone said you took your stuff and gave it all away
said that you don’t live there anymore
Where are you now
where are you now
I feel like a custodian
looking after all you left behind
in your deserted auditorium
all the seats are empty here tonight
Where are you now
I feel like a custodian
looking after all you left behind
in your deserted auditorium
all the seats are empty here tonight
In your sleeping auditorium
dusting off the things you left behind
and I’m picking up the pieces

Walkin' on my tiptoes
dancing upside down
changing every colour, painted like a clown
oh, his sweet caresses tangling my mind
but that don't make it right
I don't want to go down that breakable road
but my heart keeps telling me go
I don't want to see the damage of the deed
but I just can't let go
of this wild, wild love of mine
of this wild, wild love of mine
But that don't make it right
I saw you in the café
with your hand in hers
shadows fell on my skin and deep inside it burned
still I longed to hold you, feel your body and taste
the wine
but that don't make it right
I don't want to go down that breakable road
but my heart keeps telling me go
I don't want to see the damage of the deed
but I just can't let go
of this wild, wild love of mine
of this wild, wild love of mine
But that don't make it right
sweet, sweet love of mine

[Verse 1]
Hey yo it's funny nowadays how these fools see rap
As a Road to the Riches like Kool G Rap
And most people see me and think "Damn, not again
They signed another guy who's a friend of Eminem"
But you put me in a booth to the crowds disbelief
That if I spit the illest I'm keeping all my teeth
Then bite your style and feed you the feces
You've been shoving down the throats of these folks with CD's
And believe that I can be dropped just like that
And be right back working a job I might slack at
I can't do it fuck it
I'd rather show you that I love it with a bullshit budget
These cats walk around iced out with gunclaps
And no cash in a corner of fools with dunce caps
And dumb rap on how you're a star whatever yo
You ain't shit without approval from Thom Panunzio
[Chorus]
Renting all your fancy clothes
That ain't your car in the videos
Trying to be gangsta
You ain't no superstar...
Your jewelry ain't fooling me
Don't give a fuck about V.I.P
Trying to be gangsta
You ain't no superstar...
[Verse 2]
See I blew my advance on a truck and Desert Eagle
Cause image isn't nothing it doesn't measure ego
Plus wherever we go we might get into trouble
I haven't made enough to afford a body double
Cats get some duckets and worry about wheels
Instead of saying something with meaning that really feels
Love all the glamour to me it's all glitz
But the music that they make in the back is all shit
For me don't roll out the red carpet
I wouldn't even know how to act in that department
This game is fucked for sure and by far
Topics for the songs are made up by A & R's
(whew! That's banging!...Thanks man...We should get J. Lo on the remix!)
If my album doesn't sell good for Jimmy Iovine
I'll be inside a bank screaming give me all the green
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
These rappers pose like models in every head shot
But they've blown every chance like the Boston Red Sox
Get a deal throw it away in 1 instance
I got my shit together forever keep your distance
I'd rather have a will in the bank and be respected
You think I need to spend me a mil to be accepted
Forget where you're from and you can't go back
Can't show you still got it like an old throwback
At a bar chicks think you're slick with quick winks
In return they reply to you back and give blinks
Til you walk up on my crew with mixed drinks
(Have you listened to my album?) yeah your shit stinks
No subjects no skills and no spirit
Mink coats iced out chains and no lyrics
Acting in this business like y'all pitched in
And not a modern day baller like Paul Fishkin

We go cruising on a summer’s day
flowers are pretty but they’re in your way, you go
wherever you want
I wear yellow ribbons in my hair
I am pretty but I’m in your way, you say
Why do I cry when you still love me so
why do we fight when we’re not even old
Why do we go cruising on a summer’s day
when all it ever does is rain, rain, rain
don’t know why we keep on going round ‘n’ round
we’re never gonna make it out of town
– is it really meant to be?
We’re in a jacuzzi on a summer’s day
serenades are pretty but it ain’t my thing, you know
a pity, you say
then you take yellow ribbons from my hair
I am pretty like the morning sun, you claim
Why do you cry when I still love you so
why do we fight when we’re not even old
Why do we go cruising on a summer’s day
when all it ever does is rain, rain, rain
don’t know why we keep on going round ‘n’ round
we’re never gonna make it out of town

Sunday and everyone’s out now walking dogs
talking on the corners the way that old people do
feel a mild panic there’s nothing to do but to climb
the walls
think I’ll have another pint of that small town brew
Isn’t it lovely and isn’t it fine
slowly I’m starting to wither in my sexual prime
You say I’m not someone to - I’m not somebody to love
and I’m not quite the girl you have been dreaming of
but hey you’re stuck here like me
Late night we’re chasing our fall down at Marty’s Bar
buying Margaritas, exotic illusions cost
now you don’t wanna dance and you don’t wanna go for a
ride in your car
a tired moon sets on a sweet opportunity lost
You say I’m not someone to - I’m not somebody to love
and I’m not quite the girl you have been dreaming of
but hey you’re stuck here like me
so why not try to break free?
Let’s get it on
yeah we’re the only ones here still vaguely alive
Isn’t it lovely and isn’t it fine
slowly I’m starting to wither in my sexual prime
You say I’m not someone to - I’m not somebody to love
and I’m not quite the girl you have been dreaming of
but hey you’re stuck here just like me
so why not try to break free?
though I’m not someone to – I’m not somebody to love
Why don’t we try to make it out of this hell hole in

Sometimes I can smell the sulphurous air
sometimes crows gather everywhere
strange little things creep up the hills
poisoning my will
I never, ever meant to do you wrong
do you wrong
the time has come for me, I'm moving on
moving on
in the deep well the stars don't ever shine
sleep, my child
Sometimes I can feel a storm in June
I am like a piano out of tune
strange chords in a cruel symphony
poisoning my will
I never, ever meant to do you wrong
do you wrong
the time has come for me, I'm moving on
moving on
in the deep well the stars don't ever shine
sleep, my child

And then she called from the neighborhood and sighed
said she had a crush on Flintstone
she was never taught how to blush
but to lie and I caught her in town when she was calling
I’ve been wishing a while
for the telephone to ring
there was no one here that I could blame
and I always get nauseous
and I shake my head…
And the manual for love is signed in a foreign land
but you say you got it in Memphis
I take cover on the radio, now hush
baby I get bored in this lover’s zone for sale
I’ve been waiting
for the telephone to ring
there was no one here that I could blame
‘cause they left when they heard your name
and you shake your head…
I’ve been waiting
for the telephone to ring
there was no one here that I could blame
people run when they hear your name
and you come shaken to me

Don’ talk much, reveal nothing
don’t complain a lot, never show a thing
Frosty trees will grab at you until you fall
and dark birds above you will follow you from this day on
But the pain is concealed
there is nothing here to see
except for a broken and shattered heart
Say a little, say a little prayer
everything you wanted lies right here
and I’ll say a little, say a little prayer
I hope some day you’ll reach out again
I’ll say a little, say a little prayer…
Colder, when you turn away
older, when you face yourself
You cry out loud but you’re caught in silence
and echoes fall as an icy rain on your skin
But the pain is concealed
there is nothing here to see
except for a broken and shattered heart
Chorus

[Verse 1: Bareda]
May I have your attention please
I'm sorta like a motivation speach on vintage keys
You'll see I ain't the same nigga I used to be, but you'll get used to me
I've changed, got some shit on my brain I want the youth to see
Twisted like a tuba, got boys in the hood like Cuba do
Words like a movie that move ya that's so beautiful
And that's because I can't leave the studio 'til it's suitable
To have you in your cubicle groovin to this musical
And off this chronic, yeah, you'll be astonished
When I shoot like a comet & put his lights out like the Amish
So you better watch your comments before you vanish, kapoof!
I'm sick as vom in the booth, I told you I was the truth
A block smoker I'm blazin like I'm diagnosed with severe glaucoma
Shockin' like Oklahoma
Niggaz know I'm just that nigga from the dirty Murder Mitten
Where bullshit is forbidden and haters never forgiven got me
[Chorus]
This that Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit
This that hot shit, got ya doin toxics
Turn it up (Turn it up) {*4X*}
This that Rock-Shit, pump on your block shit
Just can't stop it, 'til your speakers poppin'
Turn it up (Come on) {*4X*}
[Verse 2: Hush]
I was born to chop verses and slice words from cursive
With slurs so diversive when I spit so perversive
This new tyrant who's flows just like a hydrant
Will have you sweatin' bullets 'til you bust when your perspiring
There's no denyin' it once I put my stamp on it
Detroit's the Newcleus of this blaze like Jam on it
We're focused in your face like Sean Dalon
With Bareda's in your grill and Low down like Mr. Wrong
See it's just magic cause the heat is so poetic
And we ain't dramatic we just spit you're so pathetic
And it's done daily like Carson, it's arson
Like a four-alarm fire on beats we're Molotovin'
So call a medic cause the crew's about to set
Like Detroit in '84 when the Tigers won the Pennant
Cause we reinvented this game and to us it's hats off
So pass the mic with the serial numbers scratched off
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Los]
You don't know me I'm sick as Ebola and walk wit OG's
Black Cobras under your pillow while you sleep
I'm like glaucoma, I'm impossible to see
Now I'm locked on you and it's impossible to leave
I crush 'em like dominos wit hollows and watch him holla
And spit on you coppers there's no alliance who could stop us
A dog without a collar and my chamber's open
Leave your brains on the ground While you're reaching' for holsters
Fuck the jury and the judge only verdict is blood
My appearance is what you muthafuckers mimic in mirrors
You're too scared to come near us duck your head cause you fear us
Infra-red while you stare your passenger's incoherent
From all the guns that they're hearin' my attitude is explosive
Handle feuds with explosions I get moved when overdosed with
Congac and Molsons never heard a man cry
Cause my barrel was choking him, let him die ain't no hope for him

[Bizarre:]
"Boys and girls... this is a broadcast brought to you by...
some real ghetto Detroit shit..."
[Verse 1]
I tried to come up with a speech that heat seeks
In a mans last stand with a heart that beats week
Who each week turns on the tube to sneak peek
And see the same dude on a screen in repeats (so)
Consider every word that I spit
Every song on my albums a movie and this is the pilot
You're forced to eat rhymes and this a mere chapter of skills
And here after you'll feel the FEAR FACTOR
A lone diver in flows and more liver in shows
With eye of the tiger like SURVIVOR
You seen it all before I just inherit the title emcee
Now it's me your new AMERICAN IDOL
Without all of the bull or me in a seat rhyming
I'll fuck Paula Abdul and beat the shit out of Simon
I'm not your BIG BROTHER I'm JOE MILLIONAIRE
With your bitch throwing hundred dollar bills in the air
[Chorus]
Back to life (hey yo I gotta take it)
Back to reality (yeah)
Back to the here and now (uh)
Back to life (I gotta bring it)
Back to reality (so I gotta take it)
Back to the here and now (uh)
[Verse 2]
See I gotta change the channel in rap take it back as a hole
One of these rappers try to act as THE MOLE
Just an AVERAGE JOE or just a JACKASS
Probably a BACHELOR with QUEER EYE for straight ass
I'm no APPRENTICE I landed a DREAM JOB
In a scene where each mob on the streets with teams rob
We don't live A SIMPLE LIFE we live by ROAD RULES
TIL DEATH DO US PART and the tools are old school
Fuck ELIMIDATE I should start elimi-fake emcee
Who's career is just 1 big mistake cuz
This is the REAL WORLD where you watch from cheap seats
WEAKEST LINK's get killed over beats and defeats
2 of the best died they don't find no murder weapon
No suspects no TAXI CAB CONFESSION
No search star killers the faces glazed over
This entire case needs an EXTREME MAKEOVER (what)
[Bizarre:]
"Don't touch that dial... we'll be right back after these messages...
you dirty filthy ass nasty son of a bitch..."
(I gotta bring it)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I'm hot I don't stop when I'm taking a stand
And keep my pockets Puffy like I'm MAKING THE BAND
Won't be no TRADING SPACES or even A CHANGE OF HEART
I don't use SCARE TACTICS I'll tear you apart
This is reality to make it though BOOTCAMP
WHO WANTS TO BE A MILLIONAIRE with a pocket of food stamps
YOU GOTTA SEE THIS for THIRTY SECONDS OF FAME
AMERICA'S MOST WANTED try and step in this game
They water down the show with these hooks that just rival
Ozzy OSBOURNE'S speech when he needs a sub-title
I'm not in it for fame or even the props
If I wasn't ripping mics you could find me on COPS
Being chased by hands of fans for autographs
And police who say I left them a trail of bloodbath
For killing instrumentals from snares & kicks now
To guitars & licks arrested and thrown in THE BIG HOUSE
[Chorus]
Bizarre: "This has been a public service announcement... from your man Hush...
and I'm Bizarre from D-12... what the fuck...
we about to shoot the club up... I'm gone... Rock City...
Hush... Bizarre... Rap Guys

Verse 1
I'm the next new kid not on the block
But I will knock your block off quick not with a glock
But 2 guns and knuckles that bring pain
It's a shame you couldn't spit venom on my name
Is it worth all the fame and money it's no joke
I done came from nothing to something it's so funny
How you could just start at the bottom so hot
Til they see you at spot when you got no product
And the crowds do flock to see you
And the shot you got and it's hot to be you
And shocked to see through all the squat they feed you
You did not squeeze through in a plot they need you
The dude calling shots at the top could be you
Unless you get got and the rest it rings true
It's just the beginning of pain and my glory
Starts when I finish the end of this story
CHORUS
Shake The Ground (Everybody move to the sound! GET UP!)
We Put 'em Down, Put 'em Down Put 'em Down now
Shake The Ground (Everybody move to the sound! GET UP!)
We Put 'em Down, Put 'em Down Put 'em Down now
We Put 'em Down, Put 'em Down Put 'em Down now
We Put 'em Down, UH!
Verse 2
See I float like a butterfly
You could fly like a bee with a sting but could never fight me
Call it Bulletproof
Teflon with a voice and track that hard just to put it through
'cause it's a banger comin' in showin' the middle finger
Once I begin to flow you'll know anger
1 dagger sharp with the tongue I walk with a swagger
You seem to stagger
1 slip of the jaw and Hush I'm Quick Draw McGraw
'cause me I see all see y'all fallout
Ballout on the streets and seize all
And beef I breath for
Try me lyrically I'll bully and squeeze off 'til fully
See y'all I'll risk it
When your dogs to limp for bizkits call for this shit
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I'm here, you've been waiting for me,
You've been waiting to see, now that I'm here I'll be,
Right on the top of things, no you don't want it now,
'cause we be poppin' thangs, no you don't want it
I said no you don't want it now
Verse 3
When I'm to hot you're lovin' it
When I'm not you're just not into the plot with no slug in it
Just not shot with a glock or Tupac in it
Must not be in a squad with no thug in it
'cause I'm a breakthrough where I take you
Now I will shake you up like a quake and make it so painful
Pistols ain't playful it's the way crews act they erase you
If I'm to face you I'll replace you quick
When I spit shit that's so graceful Mase will embrace you
So you better pray Jesus sways your way just to save you
Me I will never die
But I will live on in any song long as forever I
Live for the agony and defeat whatever it is I meet with no tragedy

[sampled from Eminem's "Criminal"]
[Eminem whistling]
[Teller] Hi
[Eminem] How you doin'?
[Teller] How can I help you?
[Eminem] Yeah, I need to make a withdrawal...
[gun cocks] Put the fucking money in the bag, bitch, and I won't kill you
[Teller] What? Oh my God, don't kill me
[Eminem] I'm not gonna kill you, bitch. Quit fucking around
[Teller] Don't kill me, I have two kids at home!
[Eminem] I said I'm not gonna fucking kill you!
[Teller] Don't kill me!
[Eminem] Hurry the fuck up! [gunshot] Thank you!
[Verse 1: Hush]
I gotta keep this engine running (I'll be back)
Pedal to the metal, Swifty better hurry up
'Cause I ain't going back to jail
I don't wanna see my face up in Newsweek
I'm sitting like a duck, like Tulley up in "Blue Streak"
What the fuck is taking so long?
(Hurry up, motherfucker, I'ma hit this gas and be GONE!)
But I can't leave my homey (Hold up!) They all know me
I'm the Jeff Gord-on of this bitch, the cops can blow me
Fuck, who is that? Shit, I'm getting nervous
Staring out this dirty windshield for any persons
Damn, it's this bum, cleaning with a squeegee
(Here's a dollar, motherfucker, now scram before they see me!)
I hope they didn't ring the alarm (Shit)
Swifty's gonna have to bomb, and then it fucks up the job
But I don't care, as long as we flee this place
'Cause the last thing I need is a fucking police chase, shit
Cool, here he comes, I hope he's got the stash
(Yo nigga, pull off! We heading to the bank for some mo' cash!)
Yo, there better be enough for me to get that maid back
(Hey yo, don't worry 'bout that, dog, the cash is in our laps)
[Chorus: Eminem]
Put the money in the back, bitch, this is a stickup
Anybody who moves is getting picked up, off the ground
This is the sound, this is how its going down
If I'm going down, then you're going down (down)
Now this is the plot: we pull this off, then we split the pot
We get caught, I'm peeling off, the deal is off
But if we can pull this caper, then we can get this paper
Then I'm going, off to Tijuana
Come on, I'm ready if you are
[Verse 2: Swifty McVay]
??? while I sit in the car chiefing
In the mood to be thieving this season
Hey yo, Hush, I'ma snatch what they ???
Pull over and I'ma rob this bitch for a purpose
You can either read it or see it
(What you mean, "Read it or see it?")
It'll work, know what's worse?
It's better than having to beat a bitch up out of her purse
I been pacing this bank, patiently waiting
For the day they get up in this motherfucker
So don't drive away (I'll be right here!)
Hey ('sup?) Nigga, pop the trunk so I can grab the AK
And then I'm headed to the safe
I'm at the counter in the teller's face
"Yo, if anybody move, I'ma make spaghetti out of your wife!" (Don't shoot!)
I hopped a gate, shot a citizen
After he gave me the combination to open it
And there was nothing but Benjamins
Filled it back and jetted up, headed to the door
Hush is in the front, revving up (Motherfucker, come on!)
I jumped over the security, while he on the floor
Trying to pull my feet, I shot him before he could draw
Hit the street and we swerve
No less than a hundred thousand in our back seat
(Now I'm peeling off the curb)
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Kuniva]
I got some chips up my sleeve
I walked in a 7-11 and grabbed Aviv
And put the heat to his cheek
Don't even think about moving
Just gimme the loot and I'll be cruising
Along with my day and it won't be a shooting
(Mister, please don't hurt me! Here, have a Slurpee!)
Oh my God, Aviv, shut the fuck up, your voice irks me
All of this for three hundred seventy six dollars and eight cents?
This robbery does not make sense
Come on out bitch (scream) Yeah, you, behind the chip rack
Your little stank ass is on the verge of getting pimp slapped
Gimme your paper, your jewels, and all of your valuables
Serious about that scrilla, Kuniva an animal
Rushing out the front door, zigzagging and dodging traffic
If it gets drastic, my automatic will start a blasting
That's how we do it where I'm from, me, Swift, and Hush
We ducking off, contemplating which lick to rush

hello everybody, this is hush.
the views and expressions in this song
are not necessarily those of any fuckin' body.
and if you do have these views & expressions,
you are fucked up.
okay, so I know you don't like the slow shit
but wait a second people, before you throw fits.
just try to picture you inside a maze,
see I'm always caught up in this suicidal craze.
I always try to think about what would happen after,
everybody cryin' - big tears of laughter.
I guess I shouldn't try no more to fight this,
so I wrote a couple ways, & it goes just like this:
maybe I should jump off a really big boat
in the shark-infested waters & see if I can float.
it doesn't seem hard, I'm a natural born swimmer;
I took one class but didn't pass the beginner.
ooh, I know I'll run into a police station,
& have a gun fight, one might to start blazing.
hit me point blank & end my frustration -
with my luck they'd be all gone on vacation.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places;
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
see I feel like the Beatles when they lost John Lennon,
'cause ain't no comin' back from that, it's all ended.
I picture how my funeral looks, it's so drastic -
closed casket, time's up & no basket.
all because I leaped into on-coming traffic,
the pressure's too big for me to move past it.
I shoulda been gone man, at least ten times,
this time it's all over - I can see the headlines.
"a mouthful of pills & an ounce of cocaine
shot up a sea biscuit to drown the slow pain.
Hollywood's new kid can't face his inner demons,
& one speed ball goes out like River Phoenix."
I'm sick of writin' songs, so now I'm gonna do it;
it's just too much for anyone to go through it.
a can of gasoline & a handful of matches
I locked all the doors, so patten down the hatches.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places;
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places;
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
so listen everybody, wanna hear my pain shout?
is it really gonna take for me to clear my brains out?
a gage in my mouth, wouldn't hurt no brain
unless I pulled the trigger like Kurt Cobain.
I'm all set to go, see I bought the book,
loaded up an extra clip, took the phone off the hook.
wrote a bill & left everything to my two kids,
I betcha never thought that it would come down to this.
everybody understand, so grin & bear at people,
guns on my hip, one's in the desert eagle.
I had to take an air so somebody hears me,
I've been screaming 'til my nose, mouth, eyes & ears
bleed.
yesterday I kissed my kids for one last time,
it's too bad I won't see them grow up past nine.
I wouldn't blast mine, if anyone was up there -
so I guess no one's listening, or just doesn't care.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places;
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
- no tomorrow, no tomorrow.
all around me are familiar faces, worn out places;
worn out faces. hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow

There is a sadness in my heart
it conquers every falling star
I don’t remember when I fell apart
I’m walking home through crowded streets
I bought some sweets and magazines
there are no answers left on my machine
And now nothing’s really what it seems
there is no deliverance for me
Don’t let me lose
what little hope I have left
oh I tried and I tried but the truth is
if I gave everything, in the end
it wouldn’t change, it wouldn’t change a thing
I know the people from next door
I hear them talking through the wall
when they go to bed I’m still up
watching the city through the rain
cold when I touch the window pane
another lonely night, another day
And now nothing’s really what it seems
there is no deliverance for me
Don’t let me lose
what little hope I have left
oh I tried and I tried but the truth is
if I gave everything, in the end
it wouldn’t change, it wouldn’t change a thing
It’s so clear to me, I couldn’t change a thing
Don’t let me lose
what little hope I have left
oh I tried and I tried but the truth is
if I gave everything, in the end

[Verse 1]
I put my life in this game and vow to always kill it
Make you fuckin' feel it with blood I gotta spill it fo real
I got a lifeliine of thoughts up in a lifetime
A beast of burned words that blazed just at the right time
Heat my own fury and spwak with no worries
No trial fuck a judge I can be my own jury
In no hurry I'm raw like porn scenes with no rubbers
And I'll rip like torn seams
A cursed bastard on wax and not plastic
I'm here to shake the world with a verse that's so drastic
Go spastic with mics beats and sarcastic speech
Til your parents scream "That kids fanastic!"
Went from the corners in hoods with slurred words
40 bottles, white girls in suburbs
Now I'm here to reach out to anyone with an ear
The new Johnny's in town I'm taking over this year
[Chorus]
(I'd like to make an introduction)
Motherfuckers!
(I'd like to make an introduction)
(I'd like to make an introduction)
It's the H-U-S-H
(I'd like to make an introduction)
Bitch ass!
(I'd like to make an introduction)
(I'd like to make an introduction)
It's the H-U-S-H
[Verse 2]
I'm a Detroit villian from streets
Where the cold can crush a man in just 0 degrees and emcees
Can spit sick flows in the streets to sick beats
We get dirty in the D and the dirt is discreet
Rub me the wrong way and I'll spark and cry pain
I'm a walking matchstick with gasoline in my veins
I'm known to shape shift on rappers that ain't shit
Put ya best emcee to the test he can't spit
I come from the city of boom and Motown
When the shit gets thick in the D it goes down
It's like the wild wild west and I'm Billy the Kid
Silly of kids to go against the realest at this
For all you other motherfuckers with nerve can get served
Or come to a fork in the road and don't swerve
Bitch I'm not your friend this time you met your maker
Not the butcher, the baker or the candlestick maker
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I can't stand it when I think to much
Sick thoughts drive me drunk and I start to lose touch
My thoughts turn into homicidal poetry
Every time I murda these beats you gotta know it's me
I step to the plate with a sense of hip-hop
Cuz it's kill or be killed when I rhyme or get shot
Don't talk the talk if you can't walk the walk
Cuz you know phony rappers get outlined in chalk
I'm the king of my own throne the rest are bystanders
Walking the streets with a grudge like Highlanders
Where I'm from the smiles are just frowns
And when the guns go up somebody comes down
Dark clouds cover my city all day
And the sun doesn't shine in the spots that we play
We rip mics and turn verse to presentation
So you can see in our world exactly what we facin'

Look in my eyes
when did we fall out of love
I’m not looking for a reason to fight
don’t want us to argue tonight
and I don’t want to end this now
I try to get closer
with every little step I take
but even when I hold you
you’re still a thousand miles away
With all my might
I have been trying to show
I’m not looking for an easy way out
don’t wanna be fighting tonight, no
and I don’t wanna see you go
I try to get closer
with every little step I take
but even when I hold you
you’re still a thousand miles away
Can’t get any closer
no matter how hard I try
and everytime I hold you
I see the distance in your eyes
Maybe this time
we took it too far
too much at stake for struggling hearts
I’m losing my mind
Is it too late to turn it around
I try to get closer…

Every little thing he does is so magic, magic
and every time I see his smiling eyes
I get so happy, happy
and it feels just like I’m so in love again
Heaven is a raindrop falling on a dry spot
finally I’m love struck
and flying high again
my mind is in a sweet haze
I’m putting on my black lace
I’m longing for your embrace
to take me home again
Find a little place where we can be together, forever
I’ll cook you all your favourite things
and dress in leather, whenever
you call my name I’m so in love again
Heaven is a raindrop falling on a dry spot
finally I’m love struck
and flying high again
my mind is in a sweet haze
I’m putting on my black lace
I’m longing for your embrace
to take me home again
So many times
I have dreamed of you
I get so confused,

An empty room – painted black
I lost a part of me, and just can’t get it back
Like a bird – to long in a cage
I lost the way to fly in, don’t sing much these days
And I’ve drinked on in the pain, but it cuts through
anyway
Life is hell – through my last penny, in an empty
wishing well
I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
There’s got to be a better way – coz life for me these
days is hell
Another day – well I don’t care
Looks like loneliness ain’t going anywhere
So I drink alone – and I won’t mind
I’m just waiting on that life to hit me one more time
It go on hit me where it hurts – coz you can’t make
matters worse
Ouh, life is hell – I through my last penny, in an
empty wishing well
I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
There’s got to be a better way – coz life for me these
days is hell
Life is hell – through my last penny, in an empty
wishing well
Now, I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
And show me any other way, of puttin’ me in an early
grave

I ain’t got anything to lose
‘cause I lost everything to you
I ain’t got no lover of mine to hold my hand
when the moon is above the hills
and the meadow is wet with dew
you will take that lover of mine into your arms
Don’t go breaking my heart
I’m only trying to warn you
that heart of yours will be torn too
I’m not lying
I’m a girl with shiny eyes
a little devil in disguise
I will take that brother of yours into my arms
where the river is flowing by
and the dewy grass is high
he will feel the sweet thrill of the night
Oh don’t go breaking my heart
I’m only trying to warn you
that heart of yours will be torn too
I’m not lying
if you go breaking my heart
I will be crying my eyes out
but soon you’ll be crying just as loud
now look who’s laughing
You have taken my man from me
so now I’m taking one from you
I will hold that brother of yours close to heart
when he’s fallen in love with me
I shall leave him and then he’ll be
floating in the river one night
cold and pale
So don’t go breaking my heart
I’m only trying to warn you
that heart of yours will be torn too
I’m not lying
if you go breaking my heart
I will be crying my eyes out
but soon you’ll be crying just as loud
now look who’s laughing

If I was like a rainy day
then I would wash the dirt away
my clouds keep on raining, they're cleaning my floor
and I drip a drop, drip a drop
and shower the day more
And I make believe the pain will go away
if I only can imagine every minute
that a lovely, shining color will cover me some day
What if I started
I doubt my memory of it
I won't turn traitor, ‘cause I'm Daddy's girl
If I was like a sunny day
then I would shine bright on your way
my sun keeps on shining he's drying my floor
and I keep on, keep on, keep on
embracing the day more
Chorus…

You say, you wanna bring me flowers
You wanna take me for a ride
You plan to introduce me to your mother
And you really want be mine
I wanna believe, oh yes I do
All the sweet things you say – I hope they’re true
Coz too many times, my heart was lied to
I so wanna believe in you
Ouh, yes I do
And last night, you kissed me in the moonlight
And you said something ‘bout my eyes
You seem to be a really great guy, and I shouldn’t
worry, should I
I wanna believe, oh yes I do
All the sweet things you say – I hope they’re true
Coz too many times, my heart was lied to
I so wanna believe in you
Yes I do
Now I’m really trying
To turn down these walls
I try to tell my self
You catch me when I fall
I wanna believe, oh yes I do
All the sweet things you say – I hope they’re true
Coz too many times, my heart was lied to
I so wanna believe in you
All the sweet things you say – I hope they’re true
Coz too many times, my heart was lied to
And I so wanna believe in you
Yeah – ouh, you know that I do

"Turn my vocals up a little bit more Scott... all of 'em..."
"Yeah... uh huh..."
[Verse 1]
I'm caught up inside a tornado and sucked in
By a rainstorm holding a hairdryer that's plugged in
Somewhere between the Renaissance Center and 8 Mile
Inside the Rock City that has spawned a unique child
And lightening strikes twice I was hit when they birthed me
And now I gotta live with this mouth that they cursed me
They said I gotta use it with tracks and try to fuse it
Don't abuse it and don't ever let 'em crack on your music
So I sit and watch the people that do it and don't pursue it
And instead I jot a little bit down then go review it
I just wait until I'm ready to leap and jump into it
Until I feel a little more confident I can do it
Not so many years later I've waited and now I'm here
To release a masterpiece on everybody in fear
I ain't holding nothing back in a world that's full of evil
My words can only injure or hurt so many people
I'm here to trade spaces shatter and blade faces
With guitars and bass lines and embrace and break stages
The pain'll come in phases for now it's just outrageous
When I'm knocking hear me cocking my gauge cause I'm impatient
[Chorus]
From the Motor City...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word on down)
Down to New Orleans...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
From the penitentiary...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word)
To the criminals roaming the streets...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
[Verse 2]
I've waited so long to unleash on these streets
A diary with more fury in sprees than Alicia Keys
My words are mere visions of movies with non-fiction
Intertwined in each rhyme that I spit with sweet diction
The rest are so pathetic and best are copasetic
By the time it hits you dead in the chest I hope you get it
I'm out to break laws slice and break jaws
Or I'll be on your stage with an axe and chainsaws
Of course my pains raw my brain is off a little
Ever since the first time I could rhyme and solve a riddle
Simon says go ahead and block the silence
And fuck with anybody who says to stop the violence
Go run and tell your parents I'm evil and I'm the devil
When it's gonna take a nation of mil to stop a rebel
Cause now it's all over I'm crazy and even zany
Lyrically Scorsese on a track by Mr. Shady
[Chorus]
From San Diego...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word)
All the way back to Queens...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
This ain't a rumor...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word)
Remember you heard that from me...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
[Verse 3]
My behavior gets erratic on tracks that got static
When I spit the bullets just keep coming it's automatic
I'm ill it's been said every letter I let sink
And left 'em dead inside a puddle of songs with red ink
I played away shy since the day I stayed high
And staged dive from the top of my roof at age 5
My mother always said that her son was gonna make it
If he wasn't gonna make it he'll have to go and take it
So now I'm on Geffen the whole world is trippin'
Cause another new MC from the D is off and flippin'
And this one's Lebanese do we have to say the bomb
Is he related to Osama Bin Laden or Saddam
I'm just a suicidal bomber on tracks and always killin'
Everything that ever gets in my way and such a villian
If you think you know me now then get ready because I'm grinning'
This ain't even near the end of Omega it's just beginning'
[Chorus]
From the City of Angels...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word)
To the streets of Mississippi...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
For the players that's hatin'...
(Let 'em know that) Hush Is Coming
(You ain't heard spread the word)
You better start clearing the street...
(You can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(I said you can tell 'em that) Hush Is Coming
(Tell 'em Nate what) Hush Is Coming
(Pull 'em out mafuckerz cause) Hush Is Coming
(Better run cause) Hush Is Coming