• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Mexico - Alley Kat
• Animal Instinct - Alley Kat
• 21 Century Slave (poem From Cd) - Alley Kat
• Lock Down - Alley Kat
• Life Is Easy ( In The Cemetery) - Alley Kat
• Let Me Show You Something - Alley Kat
• How Could You - Alley Kat
• Eye Of The Beholer - Alley Kat

Mexico
So I mash on the gas I we drive through the desert toward a mexico sunset heading where ever
Sinaloa caborca Tijuana
Say hello to a new life forget about the drama
On the corner stick up kids for a dollar
Rob you for your watch your suit and your wallet
White collar criminals is running wall street that’s why im saying good buy to all these things
So I’m in Tijuana eating Bar B Q iguana leaning against the wall of voodoo
When I met me a stranger and said how do you do
He said I know you, heard about you on a Mexican radio
Shook his hands and then away I go
I’m in another country my life’s televised disguised
But still recognizable I guess
Driving on the road leaving nothing but dust
Under my seats a gun and a bullet proof vest
If I have to shoot it out then their aint no turning back
Lose track of time
Force-fed my mind
My life can rewind
Damn I chose crime
Looking in the mirror I leave nothing behind
I see nothing in the future.

The mischief in the alley was really my man
A troublesome hand
Built by his dad
Always looking over his shoulder delinquencies
Fucken up every cop’s frequencies
Apparently until the day he leaves
Mothers wounded wing doomed seed
So out of control that she would never see him read
Or hear him read or hear him weep
Shattering glass with tear gas tearing his mass back
Scientific diluted subject of brain matter
Burning his ashes in a flamed lantern
Sent overseas to paint laughter upon the wall
And cultivate a moderate civilization of flaws
So the whole world can see that America is king
The tweak with the minds of a paralyzed dream
Prevail in lies
They picked him from the streets after reviewing
His past they deem him fit
Send him to the lab for another experiment
14 dead sheep one black one holding a handgun
Running down the halls of a foreign sanctuary
Easy of Eden south of believing
As he unloads the clip and starts screaming
As I watch the blood drip from his veins and stain the sand
The buildings around are as red as my hand
Then his brain pops
Immediately everything stops just for me
As he continuously firing shots pouring his soul
Into the shells that he’s got
Living his life after death until he’s gone
And I can tell that he doesn’t know the meaning of right nor wrong
So he keeps playing along as a complacent pawn in the board game
Of life which he doesn’t know he’s on
So he can’t move along
He can’t groove to the rhythm of the melody
Listen as he sings this song
Father’s stubborn hawk
Mothers wounded wing
A sad song sung until the day we believe
He closed his eyes to count to 3
The tin drum plays the songs of the weak
He grabs his seat as the pendulum swings in disbelief
He lets go and breaths
Circling a thousands seas
Miles that be beating beneath his feet
Pulses of his heart through the eyes of sights unseen
Here I stand just me and the moon
This is the ballad of a dead soldier who feel to his doom
He was looking for revival in something he coulnt find
Survival is a song I write to play for mimes
It’s like a movie with no ending
Insanities pending
If vanities in me
But forgive the misconceptions
My perception is blurry vision
Hurry wishing you could ditch me in a mission a vision

I’m a 21 century slave
Every prison is equip with a factory line
It’s the masters plan the master mind
Make money off your time
My hands are raw and they smell like swine
But what do you care
You’re just out there
You got fresh air
Wile im trapped in hell
It’s just another day
I sit and I wait
I’m trying to get paid
23 cents is the hourly wage
And a paid vacation to a rats cage
Or a rats nest
What ever noun seems to fit it best
You can fill in the rest
But protect your neck
You’re caught between
A rock and a hard spot
Flickering lights of a cop car
Now your heart stops and you’re hauled off

Ima take you to a place deep down in the base
Where only roaches know your name
It’s round and it’s hollow
The ground is a spirl
A few can funnel the pain
When it thunders it rains
In a puddle of blame
My life is one big shame
This wall is my name for 23 straight
The hours of the day
Roll it up inmate 209 it’s time to catch the chain
Your destination is incarceration
Hating life’s a waste
Your brain starts racing
Your mind starts chasing
As you wait to see your fait
Guess you should have thought twice bout rolling dice
Claiming life’s a game
If I’m so smart
Why’d I choose to take the stooped way out?
I scream and I shout
A mad man’s tale of what this dungeons all about
These walls get close
I lose my composer
In this cell I’m a loner
How can I sleep when my heads to deep
For day’s I sit alone
And all I do is think
I could have been a father
I could have been a teacher
So close yet so far from a preacher
Vengeance violence
Dripping tears from my eyelids
I’m stranded on an island
The quakes are vibrant
Causing me migraines
The climate dehydrate
I’m lost in my mind state
Exhaust from the rhyme play
They lost the key
After tossing me away

Life is easy in the cemetery
I lay in my bed counting the seconds
Any minute now ima fall asleep
Ten feet deep into a state of oblivion
I can feel them pulling me in with that crooked grin
Look on his face
This nightmare so surreal it’s fake
I’m a character haunted by demons and saints
My screams provide no relief
Tossing and turning in the sweat of my sheets
I’m starting to think that I need to see a shrink
This insanity will continue until the morning takes lead
O lord help me please
So pray for me cause it feels like it’s gonna be long
I got the feeling that something’s going wrong
I will end up at a cemetery
Ill meet a girl with lips that are crimson cherry
In a dress that she shouldn’t be wearing
Death is at the tip of our tong unless the jury’s hung.
Wish you were here
This is only creepy on the inside
You’re freaking out
Pushing up daisy’s
Life’s a little easy in the cemetery so come hang out
Everyday’s the same
Just a different name
Im a slave to a god that says I cant be saved
But I’ve served her with all my heart ( ya right)
When I finish my deeds ill be set free
Let me give you a brief
On the story of smart it’s glorious from the start
Heaven denied his application
So he spends his time in prison cause he feels much safer
Don’t you read the paper?
Reality is vivid that’s how we live it
You can die any minute
I bet you never thought of that
A gun a bat or a heart attack anything is possible
The cemetery’s got more rooms then a hospital
The grim reaper wont charge you to stay and

Let me show you something
I flow with style
its so unique when I spit
I’d like to think I’m legit
So for ill never ever quit
Retire retreat back to my house I don’t sleep
I’m enticed by the thoughts that I think
Lyrics are nice melt your brain like ice in a bucket of heat
Ill be up all night steady writing for weeks
Until my fingers start to bleed, page starts to speak
Shouting at you hoping that you see what I see
I’m sick of taken it all in and being complacent
Broke lose from the chains now I’m out of the basement
Got a powerful voice here to make a statement
Deface the proclamations that our fucking up our nation.
LET ME SHOW YOU SOMETHING
I wish I could explain
My UN satisfaction
Towards their gangster tactics
And their shoot-em up antics
I can hear ambulances in a close distance
What’s my infatuation with violence ( I don’t know)
Everyone else stays silent but I stay persistent
Reparation Movement WILL change the system
Inmates pay back society for they wrong they have done
Serviced marked my idea so you can not take it and run
Besides it’s already moving inside
Inmates are responding well
They understand why we connect them with the outside
Kill that animal inside cause the paradox of super max keeps them confined
Its kind of hard to relate
Give them space to unwind
And let them recreate their fate
And help them change their lives
I DO BELIVE that some criminals deserve their time
But guilty by association is one hell of a crime.

How could you
Have you ever imagined to live your life tried?
In the court of law or in heaven where god resides
He who holds the truth is the writer of the rhyme
And it would be a crime to speak out of context
Politically correct picture life a convict
Living with no regrets that’s your only logic
Blind to the fact that you controlled your fate
The 80’s came around and sold you drugs to take
The 90’s took you all the ways straight to the bank
Till you got busted at the height of your brink
It disappeared so quick you were caught in a blink
I bet now you wish you would have stopped to think
Because pictures get old and the hurt starts to sting
I heard your verdict was read papers all around the world
Shock the nation
Every boy and girl
How could you
I just need to know why
Why would you
Insult my pride
How could I
Let me look you in my eyes
Wile you set across from me
You told me those lies
From night to day
And day back to night
Ill fight for life
So just hold on tight
I feel so close yet so far away
Hearing the sounds of hell jails bars and gates
I know what I lost once I crossed this way
The road more traveled was the big mistake
Cause time moves slow and drugs aint fake
Crime is a horrible way to make pay
Surrounded by wire taps and gofer snakes
You’re quick to lose your ass if you don’t be safe
Son look at my life it’s broken like a plate

Please just Breath
The time has come
Let them see
What faith has become
In the eye of the beholder
In the mind of a soldier
We teach them to strive
We strive to teach them
Rely on their strengths
Rather then their weakness
Built by the sins of their crescent eyes
Eye the beholder
Watch everything
Patiently waiting
You’ll never get me
I tried to tell you
But do you listen
Apparently not
A paradox life is what we make it
As the soldiers march
The tin drum beats
The heart bleeds
A character caught
In the narrators plot