My soul finds rest in God alone
He is my rock, my salvation, my fortress,
I'll never be shaken my hope comes from Him
You are my God my soul thirsts for You in a land where there's no water
Your love's better than my life and I will praise You as long as I live
It's not who I am but who lives inside of me
That gives me power to stand and the faith to believe
That I can walk in the fire and lay my back on the nails
Hang myself on my cross and feel what He felt
I FEEL
In Your name I lift my hands with singing lips my mouth will praise you
On my bed I remember You
I think of You all night
My soul clings to You, You're my help Your right hand upholds me
They who seek my life will be destroyed,
Felt sure you felt something
Felt sure I know you were sleeping
You felt you're only kissing
They're only feelings, baby, they're only feelings
Felt I'd left you hanging
Felt sure the silence of killing
You felt but I saw you leaving
They're only feelings, baby, they're only feelings
What's real is real inside
What's real is real inside
What's real is real inside
What is real
I still get you, do you still get me
Felt icy on my skin
Felt sure sensational clinging
You felt your electrical thinking
I didn't mean to hurt you,
but you gotta understand, I was trying
to enjoy
to enjoy
to enjoy
enjoy my self
It was the first day of the year
and look what I done with that day
oh my lord I will pray
I will pray
for that day
I will pray
I didn't think about your feeling
I just went ahead and done what I wanted
and I been bad
I been bad
I been so bad
bad to you
oh to you
(MURS)
I run-run rappers right outta the game
bench em, sit em down in the hall of shame
young-somethin, lil-bitch, all in the names
i used to keep it quiet cause hatin is so lame
but every now and then you gotta state the facts
like 98-percent of these dudes is straight wack
they got me up in center space and i'm dancin to techno
bumpin indie rock then mock-electro
(Chorus) x2
(MURS)
I got a brand new car, full tank of gas
(Slug)
i got a big mission, and it's made of glass
(MURS)
my momma always told me 'better make that cash'
(Slug)
so that's what i do, while i wait to crash
(Slug)
(wait) Wait, yea i heard you caught a couple of breaks
you still a sucka tryin to catch airwaves
catch a fall down a staircase, take it
another unmarked grave under the basement
up on the stage it's like somethin to taste, it's like
runnin the place, it's like punchin ya face, it's like
don't attempt to follow nothin to chase
or ya might see the bottom of one of those lakes (splash!)
(MURS)
Fakes, frauds and phonies, are we like the only
muthafuckas in this game who ain't corny?
My Little Pony-ass rappers wit a stylist
tryin to be Rainbow Bright, on some fly shit
Strawberry Shortcake, doin too much
they focus on the fashion, the music sucks
you look like a pinche pinata pendejo
make like a carpet, roll up or lay low
(Chorus) x2
(MURS)
I used to drink 40's on the porch all the time
now i'm gettin older and i'm sippin that wine
Pinot, no fuckin Merlot
i used to pack a pocket knife inside my yellow Jaboes
got stabbed in third grade by the swings
since then i keep a switchblade inside my jeans
fuck wit me and i'll cut ya, straight King Tut ya
wrap you up in bandages, muthafucka
(Slug)
Set the monster free, they never used to talk to me
now they holler at me constantly
well, hop on these, take the properties
and multiply that shit by the power of three
didn't you know? we still in control
it's Felt, muthafucka, all systems go
you've been to my show, it's like a mistletoe
so hold the bottle and play 'spin the globe'
(Chorus) x2
(Slug)
I guess the moral is stick a fork in it
we got more to give, you're fortunate
you fuckin with the Legend and these members of The Orphanage
organisms that were born for this
first, we make the people feel quite right
then i'm workin on the sequel to Zeitgeist
so push up the light, peace, nighty-night
[Slug]
Get cake [x 7]
[Guy speaking]
I have in this box, four magical donuts
There not even donuts there cake
Fucking, magical, cakes
Then I thought nothing is going to make better rap music
than these fucking donuts
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get bread
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get doe
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cabbage
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get rolls
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cream
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get steak
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cheddar
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cupcakes
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get bread
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get doe
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cabbage
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get rolls
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cream
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get snacks
[Slug] Get cake
[MURS] Get cheddar
[Slug] Get cake
You're trying to fool somebody, but you end up fooling
yourself
You read from the "book of the dead"* but you don't know
what is about
I listened to you now maybe you'll listen to me
You're trying much to hard to make you're world seem like
a dream
You're steping out of something
Yeah, You're steping out of line
Stop making a movie of it
Oh it's just my style
Stop sitting around and thinking
You're gonna do no good
I tought you're poetry was sometimes good
You're steping out of something
Sunlight Bathed the Golden Glow
Stop making a movie of it
Stop tellin the things I know
Stop sitting around and thinking
You're gonna do no good
I tought you're poetry was sometimes good
*A reference to the book of the dead of the ancient
Egypt. In the "Strange Idols Pattern and Other Short
Stories" version, he says "You read from "a season in
To you it seemed so simple
Yours was just another life
When you left school
You became a mother and a wife
Hey sister
Hey sister
Hey sister
What are you doing with yourself
I believe life's preordained
As such we haven't got a say
And noone dies for nothing
Not in my street anyway
Hey sister
Hey sister
Hey sister
What's been happening what's been happening
while I've been away you know I've been away
what's been going on what's been going down
while I've been away you know I've been away
what's been going on while I've been away
what's been going down all this suffering
is just the price we pay it's just the price we pay
for such a lonely day
it's just the price we pay for such a lonely day
what is in your mind yeah what is in your mind
is it that hard to find my darkest light will shine
yes I've been away yes I've been away
I know I told you
I know what I said
I painted such a picture that golden fires burned in your
head
Palisade of pleasure
A circus sound
Paris of the twenties, a New York sixties art underground
Buried treasure
A Gaudi park
57th street gallery
Buried yourself with the weight of your wealth
Travelled west and then you wandered south
Never stopped to wonder how or why
You told the truth and then you lied, you lied
Moving on now to a different age
Riches buried in a shallow grave
See your life that's how it's meant to be
There's no such thing as victory, victory
Buried yourself with the weight of your wealth Travelled
west and then you wandered south
See my life that's how it's meant to be
I don't know what you see in me, in me, in me, oh in me
see, in me
See my life that's how it's meant to be
Chorus:
[MURS] Have you heard them stories bout Henrietta Longbottom?
[Slug] Yeah, I heard a lot of 'em and everybody got 'em
[MURS] I never really met her but I know it's all true
[Slug] I never seen her either but my brother say she cool
[MURS] Rumors get around through the hood with the quickness
[Slug] Everyone's a customer, all up in your business
[MURS] One's in your circle that don't even know ya
[Slug] The same one's that circulate the stories for ya
Verse One [MURS]
I seen Henrietta sittin' down by the rail
Messin' with a camel toe, talkin' on her cell
Breakin' up some weed, gettin' ready for her blunt
But she never felt the need to fix the wedgie in the front
[Slug]
She kept to herself
Only had a few associates
People of the village got curious
But most would just make up stories
Some rumors
Some gossip
But Henrietta didn't care
Hands in her pockets
[MURS]
I heard she used to kick it down by the river bed
She used to date an old man that lived out in a shed
I heard he had blue hair
Honestly, who cares?
The whole town used to say, "I wonder what they do there?"
[Slug]
Well, I heard he was bird
Plus he was her dad
Father of a dragon ball
Her momma was a crocodile
They used to drag race down at the strip
In a Chevy Nova
Cross bow with an extra clip
[MURS]
Hands up when they rollin' through your city
Chewin' on some stuff, mix it up with some Wrigley
Fumes from the car makin' everybody dizzy
Bumpin' Flaming Lips, Johnny Cash and Biggie
[Slug]
Kick in the door
Beatin' her dead horse
It died
She made dog food
No loss
She's a hooligan
Amateur sex movies and fresh kicks
But her breath smells like Chicken boullian
Chorus
Verse Two [MURS]
She had a pink bandanna hangin' out her back pocket
She was in a gang that wore miss matched socks and
Met up every Tuesday for beer and some bingo
Since the horse died she had to ride a flamingo
[Slug]
Ha, he couldn't talk but he knew how to sing she
Did a little dust then cut off his wings then
Stuck them to her back
Took a sniff of gasoline
And went door to door tryin' to sell magazines
[MURS]
Hair in a ponytail
Cocked to the side
Patch on her left, open up the right eye
Dental floss and band aids to hold her pants up
20 inch waist but a double D cup
[Slug]
W T Fuck
Whoo
She's a true fox
She uses glue to hold up her tube socks
She's a ninja
High score on Centipede
Played pro hockey till her body caught an injury
[MURS]
Henrietta Henrietta, girl where you been?
Drowning in a bath tub filled up with gin
Doesn't work a lot but grows her own crop
Last week she killed some Navy Seals for tryin' to steal her crop
[Slug]
I don't know if you care or you invest
But Henrietta's dead
No more no less
Never really met her so I'm not losin' sleep
But Longbottom is long gone
Rest in peace
I was thrown into this world and I will leave with
nothing left to show you can keep your false hopes and I
will die with my head in flames
And your faces tells me there's something going wrong
today there's something going wrong today
I was thrown into the lions then I did not care what
happened can't you see it's all the same that's why I'll
[Verse 1: Slug]
Stepped inside this depth of a dive
with nothing but my breath and this rep that I'm riding
Check around the room to get a fresh look
Most these names already in the guest book
So I'm gonna sit on my stool and sip solo
The missing half of a stack of ripped photos
If she don't know so, the odds of blowing up
Watch the word work, the gods are growing up
I never had trouble with the lovable
Walk down that hill and fuck all the buffalo
And by the time I get done with the small town
Ashes of bridges and all the walls fall down
Sitting in the middle of dialogue
I know I'm not the brightest star
Otherwise I'd probably be one foot out the front entrance
Before one sentence even starts breathin - I'm leavin'
Don't need another reason to carry guilt
But she got a fair grill and she very built
Plus I like her smile and her eyes are wild
Should I try to aspire you to write my style
Hold up - you can't take every 20 something back to the lab
just to jelly up her belly button
No thank you, my name is Sean
Here's a dollar for the jukebox - go play my song
[Chorus] {X2}
Cause this type of shit happens every day
We all go to heaven, even enemies may
You better stay in your place where the memories play
I'm just trying to live life cool - Morris Day
[Verse 2: Murs]
IOn the B L O C, laying low key
Hair gettin' braided whilst I'm talking to the homie
Old Gee, standing in the corner not talking
The little homie's sister wanna borrow my walkman
It's front yard politics, we talk a lot of shit
Who we wanna fight, broads that we're trying to hit
Kinda get bored so we bail to the store
Then we back, posted up for a few hours more
Now the homeboy cousin bring his ass down stairs
Tryin' to spark some convo, but don't nobody cares
Neither life or a square, I'm not even lookin'
No respect on the block cos he a mark n a hoodie
And I know this fool gonna say something sideways
The homeboy just start him out last Friday
Twenty years old, getting punked every Friday
Think that he hard cos he dips on the ? YA?
But my crew don't play, no time for discussion
Kept talkin' shit so my homeboy rushed him
Stomped him out in the grass 'til he had a concussion
Take ya ass in the house fool. don't say nuttin'
As he walked up the stairs heard him cry through the screen door
Sucker ass chump, what he tryin' to make a scene for
Know that he heard me cos the window was open
So I talked even louder and we kept on jokin'
(Verse 1: Slug)
...And when the vain start to pop from the blood
Pushed away from the heart
Patience, I need more, as my temper becomes tempted
To up and down on this seesaw
I should escape, I should disappear
Its gettin clear, crystal clear
I'm in a bad position here
I gave you power, gave you control
But you had to play the role
Reckless with the treasure that you hold
There isn't much as unsatisfying
as the blind man listening
Believing in the one that's lying
Hide the crying, tears in the pocket
A fool for the interlude that introduced the moshpit
Exhausted by the storm, before the calm
Holding on to a memory, keeping it warm within my palm
Wake up, Time Bomb, the clock is ticking
Shot the gift and all you got's a pot to piss in and some wrong decisions
And here you are again, emotions in your hand
Like your powerless, an innocent victim of circumstance
Tell me that it hurts again
Tell me that it weighs you down
Tell you that you need me
And I'll tell you that I hate you now
FUCK YOU, you don't know what you need
And this is the last time I'll tell you
Next time I'm gonna leave
I can't watch your destruction
I can't trust your judgement
I swear to God your better then this
I wish you'd quit those drugs, bitch
(Slug and Murs)
High or low, hot and cold, took the wheel, lost control
Good and bad, wrong or right, die to live a longer life
Stop and go, in and out, touch and feel, scream and shout
Back and forth, up and down, off the course, fuck it now
(Chorus: Sung by Slug and Murs: Repeat 2X)
I can't sleep now, lying keeps me awake
(Verse 2: Murs)
Now here I stand, the threshold of anger
A pathway-- to which I am no stranger
Danger lurks the other side, once I cross, I black out
And I start to act out, act my age, act my color
Act a fool, actin' other then myself (in a way)
Quick, to the shelf, and dusted of the AK
A war with no reason, America's demon
I reside and hide in the beast underneath
A inch of flesh and skull, if the brain vain pops
Might become a vegetable, so I take the stress in full
Pull hard on a cigarette
thinking that an aneurysm might just be a quicker death
I flick the Red and keep in step
Figure stress to make you blow your brains out
From the inside, without the double barrel
Blood bubble, eyes narrow
Vains bulged from the forehead
More trouble than it's worth
? calls red so I pause for my head
two fingers to my temple as the tempo increases
not for peace, but a piece as in cold steel
I hold still, clutch...
Want to cock back, bust and thrust this pressure from my head
Before my brain starts to flush
Hush, you hear that? It's the voices that's talking
Squalkin, mine can get me stopping, twitchin and itchin
To get into some shit then--- (scream)
Head spinnin, they winnin, blendin, evil would say
it bit in my wheel sendin a chill till I...
September lady's just woke up
You better take that smile and run
September lady's not for me
You can try someone new
Garrulous woman
Her mind is all made up
Her face is a mess
September lady's just woke up
And when she tells you, she tells you what to do
You go straight into her
And you know just what it is, know just what it is
Maybe I could reach for a star
A star is what I was hoping for
Maybe I could for the moon
Maybe we'll be there soon
I go into the pillow
Your head is underneath
There's blood on your legs
Your burning in the heat
You open wide, the sheets I slip inside
And you look so beatiful
And I know just what it is, know just what it is
September lady's just woke up
You better take that smile and run
September lady's not for me
(Chorus: Slug and Murs)
I spit hot bars, I spit on cop cars
I spit game to the chicks that belong to rock stars
I got the goods from uptown to Hollywood
So what you don't like us?
Your girl probably would...
(Slug)
Havin a good day on the freeways of Los A
In Murs' El Dora' listenin to Ghostface
Well hold up, and let me smile for a minute
While I look across the sky for a limit
Come and get it, I'ma ride this rollercoaster 'til the wheels fall off
And I'ma ride your Cali Roll until my eel goes soft
(Murs)
Take a journey through the mind of a one of a kind
Self-made motherfucker that's enjoying his time
On land, on air, on mics and on sea
Let it all just be, good times on me
It's California, fool, flyest breezies in the world
And we can roll up a bleezy that'll make your toes curl
(Slug)
and it goes Puff Puff Pass
So you can kiss my ass
Oh you didn't know?
You must have missed the class
(Murs)
It's sunshine, one-time, MC's with punchlines
Hit Elements on Sunday, put it on the frontline
(Slug)
and tell em all to make some ruckus
For the fuckers in the clutches
And the soldiers in the trenches
And the wenches on the guest list
Call Heaven, tell them "Got a situation
Murs and Se7en came to breakfast
And they left with all the bacon..."
(Chorus 2X)
(Murs)
We be the first dudes putting treasure over beats
Every measure be complete to make sure it's buried deep
Locked in your memory to provide a safe keep
So even if you diggin' what another rapper sayin
He can't break the seal so our music keeps playin
Living Legends, Rhymesayin so I know yall been waitin
So I open up the gate and, Slug made his way in
And we pimp this production as a present for the patients
(Slug)
Just—Jump back, kiss yourself
And thank your God for your breath and your health
Life is short and all days, surprise
Keep your nose clean, open your ears and your eyes
(Murs)
Call me Mr. President for short, a credit to the sport
Incredible in court, an indelible source
An immeasurable force, the strength of her force
And I'm pushin metaphors just to better y'all course
(Slug)
Here, vision is blurry, living in a hurry
No worries, you can call me Chicken Little Curry
Keep the channel spicy, flippin words like Vanna Whitey
And watch the contestants run in circles to analyze me
Here we go, Mr. Quiet Storm
Break down, take apart your heart and redesign the form
Tried to warn 'em, nobody heeded
So we succeeded at feedin these sheep what the party needed
(Chorus 2X)
(Slug)
But baby, I'm only boarding 21 and higher
You're kind of young, you should settle down, tiger
Take a little time to, reweave the fiber
Reach for tomorrow and let me borrow your lighter
(Murs)
Yeah, I freestyled with him-- and him too
But they still haven't gone through what I been through
Excuse me, what we've been through
Meaning me and you, see I'm just like you
Except I rock the mic and you work at a dot com
Or maybe you're a critic
Tryin to say the same line, but what it doesn't matter
Cause I'm still Murs and you're still bitter and
This is my verse and I'm talking to my listeners
(Slug)
So if you're Sleepless in Seattle
Disturbed in Pittsburgh
Lost it in Austin
Ann Arbor firestarted
Fuck me, Kentucky
You got me, Millwaukee
And the devil wore jeans in New Orleans
From Los Angeles – to Minneapolis –
We want to thank all of yall for havin us
Make it pleasure, make it sting
Whatever the way you swing
From the A to the Zing
I would never change a thing
(Murs)
R.I.P. Bigga B, Rob O-N-E
Says Unity and "Fly ID"
Wouldn't be here without them
So the love flows free
I wouldn't be here without them
How could you be so cold with me
when I have been so warm with you
just one touch please in the morning light
when the sun don't come through your window
I still want to be warm
You won't show yourself to me
she lives by the castle
Why do you play those games with me
you foolishly thought I would not join in
just your luck I'm a losing man
'cause any game that I play I never win
You won't throw yourself at me
she lives by the castle
and she's noble as a queen
I'm not impressed by the life you lead
your innocence will surely make you fail
it's a miracle you're not cynical
your mind is like a vacant lot that's for sale
I don't know what you need
she lives by the castle
(Murs)
Left the house at 10: 50 bout to hit Sin City
In a new rental car
With a broad spinnin with me
Drove past Whiskey Petes, right past Primadonna
What's about to go down I could never tell my momma
No drama, just fun, getting drunk, yelling "Shotgun!"
Club of Kings, I'm already on one
And I won't pass out, I can drink for days
Catch me at 7am still dancing at Dre's
(Slug)
Boom! Ya heard!? BOOM BA BOOM
From the moon to noon we consume the room
From july to june, from womb to ya doom
Come groom this tune if not now, then soon
Talking to a chick with a purse full of black chips
About a half a glass before a mattress
Cigarrette ashes in her lap and a drunk laugh
Sloppy kisses offerin a tongue bath
(Chorus 2X)
The city that stays up all night, it's alright
Everyone wants their name up in tour lights
Hold 'em! Roll dice! Hit me! Place it!
Live by chance, life is like Vegas!
(Slug)
It's hotter than my bathtub water
Don't know yet? You better ask your daughter
Glance around and take in the festive
Hands down, from the crib to the deathbed
Las Vegas, where the long legs is
Looked through the Ace of Spades just to baitfish
Send a lucky hustler back to basics
Or load 'em up with enough to crash the gate with
(Murs)
Now Southwest got tickets going for the right price
And this MC won't miss no flight
Gotta holla at Pizzo, HipHopSite
I'ma need that cheese so the trip go right
Headin to the Octagon for some UFC
Me and homeboy D U S T
3G's cash and a card on me
We bout to blow it up for the 213
(Chorus)
(Murs)
Now what happens in Vegas, you ain't supposed to tell
But I was front row seats watchin Dave Chappelle
Mandalya Bay, fool! At the House of Blues!
Didn't gamble that day, couldn't stand to lose
Mouth full of booze and I'm headed out to Cheetah's
Bought to get a lap dance from a skin tight diva
Bought to make a rap fan out this midnight creature
That's dressed like a school girl with plans for the teacher
(Slug)
She's startin' to yell again!
Its time to get lost! Why not?
Already made the dick soft
Caught the next flight, passed out at lift off
Back at the tribe where the shit's tossed
Cause the big boss is pissed off
Tipped off by a thick jawed pit boss
With one finger bit off
They were gettin ripped off
Fit for a quick loss, tricked off
Hittin off the top of the fish sauce
(Chorus)
(Slug)
You gotta feel this modern vaudeville
Tall on pills sugar walls get filled
It's all built for the dismantled
Like the room gets billed for the sex channel
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere
The winds that blow there
That ain't got no cares
Keep the drinks full
Shoes laced up
Life Vegas, is what it's made of
(Murs)
Shopped at Ceasar's, maxed out Visas
Hard liquor shots till I caught amnesia
Rio, Bally's, Mustang Sally's
The reason L.L. never made it back to Cali
Gourmet foods, buffet booze
Where hookers don't hesitate to scuff their shoes
Everyone has a price, everything is for sale
Where it's hot as fuck, but fun as hell
(Murs, yelling)
VEGAS, BABY! YES!
This fucking song makes me wanna stop what I'm fucking doing and go right now!
If you're not 21. you don't know shit bout life till you been to VEGAS!
Everyone else on the strip right now is at Cheetah's
Slug, get in the car! We gotta pick up Ant!
I'm gonna start smoking cigarettes again, I'm gonna start drinking again, just for this shit
Naw, its none of your business, what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas
Shut the fuck up. VEGAS! YEAAAH! I LOVE IT! JACKPOT! Comp?
I was born in my mother's bed
In a downstairs room
12 melville road
In birmingham
I was shocked to see the novelty
Of a litlle old fat bald thing
It was my old man
"i was born in the back
Of a mobile shack
And my father said to me son
I'm gonna call you james"
Working in a shop
Is a dead end job
I left after eight weeks
It was just as well
'Cause coming up behind me
Like a high speed train
Was the new york city new wave
Verlaine hell
"i was born in the back
Of a mobile shack
And my mother said to me son
Play guitar"
Now i've got it easy
Doing the things that i always wanted
But it's not enough
I'm gonna shoot out of this decade
In a spaceship
Failing that
When i was a
A little boy
An old man he touched me
He thought that i was
A little girl
Because i looked so pretty
Looked so pretty
He led me into
His little house
And put his hand inside my shirt
I backed away some
Thought i should go, no
I stuck around for my reward
[Murs]
Now you can go with it or against it
No matter what you choose its already been scripted
Or are their voices in it, whispering choices in it
They never say the same thing twice
They know your name and they bring advice
But which one to listen to
And will it push you short or just past what your gettin to
Determines what your gettin to and how you gettin to it
If you go with the flow, you'll never know what your doin
And your life will be ruined
[Slug]
The loneliness, the solitude
When the voices in the wind start callin you
You can follow through, you can fight the fear
Or you can pack up and leave if you don't like it here
I have a habit of studying the static
Cause I don't understand what you stand for
See something that you need, reach out and grab it
While I punch my smile until my hand is sore
From now on this town is deserted
The kids and the clowns have all left the circus
The pain and the hurt is like dice to the game
So I roll 'em, and listen to them whisper my name
[Chorus 2X]
And when the wind blows as hard as it blows right now
All I can do is put my hood up and walk
And when the wind blows as hard as it blows right now
All I can do is close my eyes and talk
[Murs]
Now it could be softcore porn, or max hardcore
Could take your whole house, or just shake the back door
It's sorta like God, you can't see it or touch it
But when it all goes down you gon feel the wrath of it
Thats how the rapture was described
A freezing night in egypt when the first born died
Your body was desserted until the wind was applied
Would of blew the apple off the tree, if eve hadnt lied
Spread seeds and disease throughout the worlds tribe
Listen when it whistles if you wish to survive
Name another force that can get noon high
But gentle enough to push the cloud from the sky
When it gets too rough then were scared to fly
But we all feel the day when we have to collide
But when I reap my whirlwind, I hope I'm asleep with my girlfriend
And feel no pain as my world then ends
[Chorus 2X]
[Slug]
I don't wanna know, leave me in the dark
If I can't hold it then I can't tear it apart
And it seems if, everything I touch comes to pieces
I toast to another head rush for when hell freezes
Increase the dosage, take me there
Make me numb, I don't wanna care
Turn your back, move towards the sunset
Forget about the past, the drama, the unrest
I resent what inspires me
The struggle between apathy and irony
Tryna see, and its driving me to that place
Where every face gets erased
You don't exist, its just me and this fist
That I use to beat and abuse my grin
If I was a little bit more intelligent
I would protect my skin from this wind
Verse 1:
F-E-L-T, FELT! FELT! FELT!
(Slug)
Chewed up, can't be contained
speak up, look where the guns aim
?, pick up the chump change
speed up and book in the bus lane
used to sit and dream 'bout whips and cream and bigger things
found my place, fit my jeans
get out my face before i clip ya wings
(MURS)
Caught up in the middle of some sentimental bullshit
got a instrumental and i figure i could pull this
day out, the dark cloud, down time
stay out in the crowd wit the sunshine
our rhymes got a little bit more to give
so i give it and i stay on tour to live
grab a mic, get it hype, then i go home
in a big bus talkin on a cell phone
(Slug)
So lost, followin the babbles
on top, smack with a paddle
knock out, drown in the shallow
fall off, get back in the saddle
the answer's clear, you can't compare
you got one beer and one hand to steer
stand right there under the chandelier
the band is here, we're called FELT! FELT! FELT!
(Chorus)
Chewed up, and lost control (we swervin')
she loves the awesome flow (she heard it)
they try to stop the growth (they nervous)
that's like, impossible
F-E-L-T FELT! FELT! FELT!
Verse 2:
(MURS)
Spell it out, yell it out
they all wanna know what the hell it's about
ain't got no guns, ain't got no jewelry
shows stay packed wit tons of groupies
they go crazy, act unruly
fans in the crowd hella high like Coolie
girls in the crowd screamin 'choose me, do me'
i play it humble like 'excuse me, who me?'
(Slug)
Grab that crown, pass it down
ask around, what that's about
we're back now, ass on the ground
shut that mouth, don't act out
you buggin, must be drunk at the bar
buzzin cousin, you nothin' hard
you aint up in the stars, you stuck in a jar
now shuffle the cards or get dealt, dealt, dealt
(Chorus)
Verse 3:
(MURS)
Feel that, real rap
raw beats to bang in y'all streets
so cool at the same time all heat
so fly should've been in star fleet
ride shotgun in my x-wing
watch the hipsters hop to the next thing
fad to fad, so depressing
around for years, that don't impress me
(Slug)
Don't know what you honestly thinkin'
rubber band tryin to carry weights
but i can see your confidence shrinkin
color crayon on the radia-tor
gotta stick to talkin shit
prosthetic tits, fake politics
you cant stop the bricks, so take a sip
for the apocalypse, and get off my dick
(MURS)
Now i'm screwed up, i sipped a little lean
got me feelin like Wayne doin little things
i do it big on the independent tip
new car, no rims on the whip
i got a chick, she ain't a super-duper-fly girl
i got a few and they all rock my world
you do it better, then keep it to yourself
cause even YOU know its all about the FELT! FELT! FELT
The way you threw yourself at the waiter
could tell by the look on his face
he thought you were mad
you went off riding on the equator
I tell you that waiter sure was glad
You sold your story to the newspaper
and went round the world in a caravan
you made lots of people very unhappy
and turned yourself into a wanted man
Then you said that the world was something to behold
not to be bought or to be sold
it was something that you could hold
You've got something special it's a secret
you're in transit a nomad
you left that girl in Panama City
I said it was the best woman you ever had
You called me up from where you were living
said you had some more stories you wanted to tell
about how you always spent your life
in some kind of prison
Sandman's on the rise again he's on the rise Sandman's
playing crazy dreams you see he's behind your eyes
Sandman's listening to things that you can't even know
Sandman is the bringer of your wildest colour show
Verse 1:
(Slug)
step, you know the rep, it crawls and creeps
keep holdin ya breath until you fall asleep
from the minor leagues, we got no time to bleed
ya need to open the peace, and stop trippin over both ya feet
tie ya laces before ya try to chase
disgrace don't discriminate, it paints any face
i been many places, animate em all to be
you want some fire on the roof, yes y'all follow me (me)
(MURS)
I been high planes, drippin since the 90's
sipher, backpack wit some weed, that's where you find me
i was listenin to Wu Tang, tryin to do the group thang
they called us log cabin, we opened up a new lane
from the life to the road, i was there for it
rock steady, scribble jam, all the rare moments
we been in the game so long
but still evolvin while they all been singin the same song, so
(Chorus) x2
Touch, you don't want it
rush, you don't want it
broke, you don't want it
joke, you don't want it
none, you don't want it
dun, you don't want it
MURS and Slug and Aes
and she's on it!
Verse 2:
(MURS)
She told that she never had no one to listen to
tried hip-hop, but it was hard to get into
they called her 'bitch,' and it was so disrespectful
she turned a deaf ear and started bumpin techno
but i apologize, and here's a dedication
i'm not a saint, but i really ain't for degradation
fuck a bitch, love a woman, that's my new motto
ha, yea i'm ignorant, but tryin to be a role model
(Slug)
Pulled half my life through this homemade pipe
took a left, left, left like i know this right
and i'm supposed to give a fuck about what you 'bout
like isn't this somethin now, shut ya mouth, you buggin out
yea i know we make em go nuts, so what
you know what, hold up, don't interrupt the grown-ups
get busy, T.C., Twin Cities
where she keeps it pretty, and ya CD's are frisbees
(Chorus) x2
Verse 3:
(MURS)
The ultimate, we're as dope as it's supposed to get
some say they want a new style, some say they like our older shit
critics thru the dark, sat my heart and i took it
put it all on my shoulders, but it left my back crooked
bit, but not broken up, late night hopin
lost wit no cause, got the eyes wide open
schemin on a dream, that's always seemin to unravel
cause we caught up wit the legions of the demons that we battle
(Slug)
You ain't a artist, you a scumbag, douchebag
cause when it rains, you keep waivin some new flag
you ain't a critic, just a giant midget
tryin to get wit any tool to help you climb that big dick
well you can hide between the pride and guilt
stand still, and deny the time it took to get it built
or illustrate the definition of hell
and shape it into whatever it takes for you to feel Felt
I know a man and his friend
and I know them well
I think they're kind of strange
but it's hard to tell
They've got a box full of secrets
that they're giving away
I received a tape
and I heard it play
[Chorus]
Trails of colour dissolve
in your mind
The gates of evil
the paths we find
You're so self assured
it's just a game you play
And we're not gonna do a thing that they say
Kind of strange
kind of crazy
kind of out of touch
Into something that's nothing
if nothing's that much
Oh if nothing's that much
to you
Why try to hide
the things that are true
Wouldn't it be
fair to say
That you're not gonna do a thing that they say
I know a man and his friend
and I know them well
I think they're kind of strange
Chorus [Slug]: [x2]
Ghost dance deluxe
Eyes open
Approach for the touch
My ocean is rough from the storm
And I hope that love will keep me warm
So I ask for a
[Verse One: MURS]
Heard the rumors in the mist
Does she really exist?
Qualities to qualify, man I got a whole list
Whispers in the hall ways
Missin' her always
Talkin' to myself
I don't care what y'all say
Fantasy phantom
This is your anthem
My mystery madam
Disappearing at random
A band on her finger
I heard it traps the ghost
But she never lingers long enough for me to come close
When I catch Miss Perfect I'm gonna give her that ring
Her friends keep tellin' me there's no such thing
But forget material girls
I need a paranormal chick from an ethereal world
Thought I saw one once
And I just couldn't deal
How could I commit when I know she's not real?
Standin' by the sea with my Ghost In A Shell
Your flesh is flawed and I know this well
I must make my decision
Passin' up the real deal, waitin' on an apparition
And one day soon I'm gonna get it together
Cause I can't leave this night light on forever
[Chorus]
[Verse Two: Slug]
It's no big deal
Nothing to trip about
But I know it's real
There's one up in my house
She floats, flies, moves with grace
And she's not just a side effect of my imagination
I can hear her voice in the air
It's right there
It ain't paranoia man, I swear
Female
Delicate little iris
I might be possessed from the glimpses I catch
I don't run, I chase it
From every room from the attic to the basement
I pursue
By virtue
Got me up late, way past my curfew
Stay awake
She's on the staircase
Not scared face
Not one hair raised
It's not even frightening
I love it when she sing
And I wonder what she might bring
Ghost lady
You make me so crazy
You smell so good
And you look Oh-mazing
I don't just need you to want me
You got me
And I keep you to haunt me
People are crying
What are we going to do
People are crying
I don't care about them I care about...
You in your wisdom you ruined it all
You sacrificed me for the cause of the storm
You ruined it all
Into the darkness
All I see is you
It's totally magic
What we've just been through
But now it's all over like a wave crashed on the
rocks
I'm not your jesus so will you get off my cross
You ruined it all
People are crying
What are we going to do
People are crying
I don't care about them I care about...
You in your wisdom you ruined it all
You sacrificed me for the cause of the storm
Maybe I should wait for the summer or more
maybe three months even four
you see because my life is like a door
that's swinging from a latch
maybe I should wait for the winter or more
maybe three years even four
you see because your mind is changing fast
you're living in the past
maybe I should wait 'till the autumn has gone
'cause I sense something wrong
I feel it's in your mind that's changing fast
Ay Murs, why you always look mad at at life?
First, fuck you for asking
, cause you know that ain't right
I just refused to be plastic for these rappers I don't like
Well how do you manage to stay so polite?
Anger management technique, developed out of spite
Rather kill you with kindness than kill you in a fight
So why you wanna punch these other rappers in their face?
Cause they fake as fuck, and a waste of space
Besides, fist not guns, that's a change of pace
So who are you to judge who's true these days?
I been around the block, got a few dues paid
One of the few rappers left that'll do what I say
Def Jux
Living Legends
that you're reppin'?
Man, I'm all about good music, people and progression
I got friends in different sections
West
Do you really think race is the reason you ain't sellin'?
What, you trying to piss me off and put a end to this session?
This Is For
- c'mon, next question
Aight, what was it like working with Humpty Hump?
One hell of a artist, but a fucking drunk
Though he did get the video cracking, I won't front
You had a bunch of porn stars there, anything jump?
Yeah, up into my lap for some head just once
And I could've got some pussy, but I was too fucked up
after the first "Felt", did you meet Christina?
No, she never said thanks, my black ass never seen her
That's why I moved on to my Nubian queen, heh
So what's the definition of the
"3: 16"
It's my birthday, fool:
3-16
Plus the formula for the every rap song that you sing
Hey Slug, why you only make songs about women?
Priorities, man. Nah, I'm kiddin'
I'm trying to build heaven while the world's still spinnin'
How big did you guess it would get in the beginning?
This is still the beginning, still unraveling ribbon
The mission is to travel for as far as the vision
Well how long so you think this success will last?
Man, for all I know, that shit already passed!
It's impossible to answer that question asked
Rhymesayers
Epitaph
We didn't, you dumbass! Go read the math
did one record, for beats and laughs
Sean
, whatever happened to
Spawn
Well things felt wrong, so we both had to move on
No love gone, every day holds a new dawn
Business and friendship: where's the line drawn?
Family and friends may get past the front lawn
Business is done by the end of the last song
Is it the caffeine, the nicotine, the milligrams, the tar?
No: it's Selena, it's Christina, it's Serena in my car
It's a thick line between being a genius and a star
Are you rapping, acting, or kittin the guitar?
Man, fuck that shit! I'm just sittin at the bar
Writing these hits about self-inflected scars
Are you in love with this game, completely and truly?
From the music to the voice to the stage to the groupies
I'm the same as I was back when nobody knew me
Alright, who is Lucy?
She's the extra that gets to play the devil in my movie
Uptown
Out of it all comes shame
like the villain who laid the blame
and like it wasn¹t me who said
that you¹re better off being dead
out of it all comes a sense of despair
your head wears your mind but your body is bare
you wake from your sleep and you know that it¹s true
you¹re starting to win but the game¹s nearly over for you
you know that it¹s true, yeah you
and everyone¹s through with you
and this day is blue for you
why is it only me that believes in honesty?
and like I¹ve searched all the darkest mines
to try and find out where you lie
somebody¹s changed and I know that it¹s you
Don't die on my doorstep
can't you crawl to another town
don't lie just take one more step
I want to see the sun go down
don't cry
don't die on my doorstep
still want to hear your point of view
don't lie just take one more step
I want to see the back of you
[MURS & Slug]
[Chorus]
I shot a Warhol dead with my pistol
When the wind hit the hole in the canvas it whistled
Beautiful with no frame, a face with no name
Glass full of cold fame, chased it with slow pain
Nostrils of cocaine, cocktail and kill time
Scenes from a bad film lived out in real time
Who plays the hero? which one's the victim?
Violent and fearful, they find their positions
Pride and ambition, the enemies inside you
Tendencies to listen, even when you're lied to
Pry through the details, unmask the myth
Try to impress the cast with acid trips
Mash your lips against a cold hard bottle of
Washed up stars and old role models
She loves the sorrow so much that she swallows
But talk to tomorrow which walk will she follow?
Everybody needs to be appreciated
Execute him for the masterpiece that he created
Death of a sales martyr, fire starter
If the hate doesn't make you wanna die, try harder
[Chorus]
No game to rise to, the coke side blinds you
Hope with no aim, and its the fuel that you "Eye" to
Steady with that rifle, pointed at your idle
Open up the spot with each fallen rival
This is the cycle, replace the A-list
The next batch of faces can come hate the famous
Everybody thinks that what they make is golden when Lennon got shot
There were thoughts of holding what'cha gonna do to impress the bitch
Which slow blow gets picked when you get that itch
If they notice that you're climbing to the focus
Surround yourself with soldiers and like minded moments
Dark sticks, in whoever heart's the biggest
Eye of the beholder is dark, cold and vicious
She loves you because she loves image
Let's tear it all apart from the start to the finish
[Chorus]
It's nothing but a slow pulse if you just stop feeling it
Your friends and your folks can't adjust to what you're dealing with
Accustomed to trust, now the lust got you killing it
Eyes wide shut now your fucked no healing it
Travel down the barrel towards the light once in open space
It's easy to lose sight; don't look down
You're bound to fall flat if you do hit the ground
You're bound to bounce back
The sound track she hated every single song
But everybody else seemed to wanna sing along
Bring along the belief that every thing is wrong
We all break down in front of God before the break of dawn
Silence; open up the eyelids to sex, drugs, and violence
Movies, songs, books everything is based on it
So we stay on it, got a bullet with your face on it
[Murs]
I love you like a rap kid loves breaks
(chorus) [slug + murs]
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
[slug]
Came to get an oil-change for my girlfriends car
But by the time I left I was short of breath and brokenhearted (there she was)
There she was, bent over a motor,
Dirty cap with a pony tail that sat between her shoulders (beautiful)
With an oil streak that must have kissed your cheekbone
Thick and volumtuous I wish that we could be alone (I would love to)
I would love to, touch you, rub you,
See whats covered up under that greasy blue jumpsuit (come on)
Standin there holding that drippin dipstick,
With a firm grip, yet so delicate
And the way you took that orange oil rag and wiped it clean
Its guaranteed to get repeated in my dreams
You make me wild feels like puppy love
Got so lost in your smile when you asked me what the mileage was
And if I ever leaned how to change my own oil
Promise you this customer is gonna remain so loyal (dirty girl)
(chorus) [slug + murs]
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
[Murs]
Now theres this hamburger stand thirty minutes out of town
Used to go for the best veggie burgers around
That was until I met this brown guaranteed to astound
Short order chef eyes deeper than sound
She wore a dirty green apron like a silk nightgown
Them cappuccino fingernails wrote my order down
Three dots tattood between her thumb and her index
Twenty-four waist held the holster for the windex
Heat from the grill made her mascara drip
The sweat on her face showed the fuzz on her lip
Them work pants couldn't hide the love in them hips
Call it bad taste but this girl was the shit
Its the way that hair net kinda covered up her ear
Had me askin why the fuck she was even workin here
But next time I get hungry I'ma drive to Pasadina
Cuz I just gotta see her me linda cocina
(chorus) [slug + murs]
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
Dirty, dirty, you're such a dirty girl yeah
If I wanted what was yours
then I would surely want what's mine
you take it all the time and then
something blows up and my head's
full of ideas like a cloak of evil
or the message unclear like a
courtroom jester when the king says
the waiters wait in heir rooms
the chauffers dancing doom
the waiters wait in their rooms
the prophets forecast gloom
and the stars are out tonight
no one knows don't let them know
and the sky is filled with light and then
the night exploded yeah somethin's
happening here like a sky of thunder
and a message unclear like a blown-
Waiting by a bridge
That leads you to a stone
That says your mother died
Your mother died
Kneeling by her cross
The words they come to life
You open up inside
And start to cry
Shadows that are falling
Are merely angels calling
Shadows in the evening
Say something's got to give
The way you live
This cloud of darkness it must lift
You can't be so sure
Assertiviness never got you anywhere
Not anywhere
So i say to you
Be honest and be loyal
See what faith can do
What faith can do
Shadows that are falling
Are merely angels calling
Shadows in the evening
Say something's got to give
The way you live
This cloud of darkness it must lift
You are on your own
You're father's never there
He leaves you all alone
You're on your own
So you come to town
You shelter behind stories
Of your own design
They're all in your mind
When you saw me coming
You always started running
Stones hurled from afar
They always reach their mark
They never miss
They always, always
Leave a scar
Down an august path
The light is fading trees are shading
You from view
I can't see you
When will you learn
That noone is against you
We're all on your side
Your tide will return
Shadows that are falling
Are merely angels calling
Shadows in the evening
Say something's got to give
The way you live
If I could I would change the world
But you know my visions they're absurd
And all my great plans get blurred
By the softest touch, the gentlest word
[Chorus]
I've said it before and I'll say it again
I will not believe until it is mine
Until it's mine, all mine, yeah mine
If I knew all about this world
Do you think I'd stay here that's absurd
I'd be the brightest star you heard
[Murs]
Nah, that's that one dude that nobody ask to come through
No matter what he does it always comes off rude
Excuse my hood etiquette,
But somebody better get this fool out my face
Cause if don't nobody tell him shit
I'ma snatch the bitch and start to wrinkle up his school clothes
Imagine if I had to sink my fist into this fool nose
There goes another story, straight to the rumor mill
MURS is acting up again, somebody tell this dude to chill
[Slug]
Hey dog, say dog, what's up with your guy
At the bar acting hard he's a magnet for a busted eye
I know you vouch for him, I vouch for you
But if they slap the bout it bout it out his mouth
What you gonna do?
He passed his limitations, testing people's patience
An L.A. minute away from dramatization
If his confidence expands I don't know if we should back him up
Consequence lands upon the man child that's acting up
[Chorus: Murs & Slug]
Hold up, see that pool of vomit that your standing in?
Yea that's your mans and them, what's up with your mans and them?
Do you hear the squad cars, do you hear the ambulance?
Yea that's your mans and them, what's up with your mans and them?
Talked all that shit when he was drunk, now he panickin'
Yea that's your mans and them, what's up with your mans and them?
Some still can't handle the act of balance
And yea that's your mans and them, what's up with your mans and them?
[Slug]
Hey man I saw your ex-wifey at the bar last night
And I don't know if you don't know your better half don't act right
She's on her own pace, masterpiece painted face
Makes me wonder how them fuck me boots stay laced
I wouldn't watch her as far as I can toss her
Stagger drunk sex toy all that she can offer
You oughtta stop her before she finds the hard way
Grows another scar, or finds herself in harm's way
[Murs]
Hey fool, you talk to your little sister?
I seen her at the club with the wrong group of misters
6' 4", gang signs, guns up in they waistline
I know that's how you used to do it
Back in the day, fine
But she don't need to grow up with the same type of hard-heads
Think she a blood 'cause her boyfriend's car red
Actin' like she hard, miss big bad slap a bitch
Think they got her back but to them she just some ass and tits
(Intro) I urge you to work your way out upon that limb as far as you can,
If you see anything strange, let me know.
(Slug) Back, without the punk's move it goes 1-2.
whatcha gonna do when we come through
Hit undo, what-ever you must do.
Stay fly, get high, and fuck you.
(MURS) The felt boys are back, them boys of summer
And this time your boy Aes-Rock is the drummer.
So tell the newcomers, to run and get the other two
I heard we sold out, that musta been the other two.
(SLUG) Nobody move, nobody loses blood.
Whoever souped you up should take you back to booster club.
Go 'head, loosen up a couple brews musta grew a sense of humor
cuz you used to be a super thug.
(MURS) We still spittin on that indy bull-shit.
Legends Rhymesayers Def-Jux the full clip.
We dont miss, we aimin for the heart.
Your favorite group that wasnt even a group to start.
(CHORUS)
(Slug) I try to tell 'em but they wasn't tryin' to listen to me
(MURS) LISTEN TO ME!
(Slug) There was no other choice i had to tell 'em give it to me
(MURS) GIVE IT TO ME!
(Slug) I try to tell 'em but they wasn't tryin to listen to me
(MURS) LISTEN TO ME!
(Slug) I keep it civil but right now i wanna kick in your teeth
(MURS) Everthing you love about rap in one disc,
These internet rappers just beef over dumb shit.
We all about the cash, we all about the women,
whatuptho, you know we cant forget em.
But dont you think we soft for one minute,
We can still break your whole crew off in one sentence.
Who made you wanna rap? And be independent?
It's FELT motherfuckers if you want it come and get it.
(Slug) Who's this if the new shoe fits i'll take two kicks,
Truth is without new hits we all useless.
Get used to it, my crew swoop through it
Like a sewer sewage unit just to produce music.
You must be lunatic friends to think that you and your friends
could ever screw with a wrench.
Gotcha climin' that aluminum fence,
we bout to ruin your plans and put these two in your sense.
(CHORUS)
(Slug) We conquered this monster just to fondle it,
I put that on my honor and my politics.
Honest, it makes me wanna dip to where my mama lives,
ponder my accomplishments, in between the ganja hits.
(MURS) We're, way bazaar we shred the gnar,
We're, above average, irrregular,
We're, one in a millon so run tell the children
it's MURS and SLug and we back in the buildin'
(Slug) Illustrated and raw, for those that came up before,
for those that tangle with law, for those gave it to war.
For the ones that mighta fell off or got lost,
and for the ones that never made it across
(MURS) FELT 3, the final frontier.
forget Christina shoulda chose Pam Grier.
We're here, and we ain't goin' nowhere.
Take your hands off the steering wheel and throw 'em in the air.
[MURS]
She's in the back of a cab again
She just packed up her bags and then
Her new town
She can bust down and run around
Had to leave the ex cause he always brought that gun around
But she's long gone
He'll never find her
Just another bad tattoo
A reminder
Of her past
And how they tried to hold her back
But fuck her home town
Man, that whole scene was wack
She's in the big city now doin' big thangs
Works a little retail job
For a big change
She got a car so now she move around efficiently
She got a car now she hittin' the ? for free
She made some friends in the entertainment industry
But time is wearing thin so she gives into her tendencies
Postmeridian, his callin'
It's been two weeks, so she been eight ballin'
Got the number of a dealer and she called him
Quick transaction in a bathroom stall then
Guess who's back in affect?
Dropped in the corner
Dancin' to some dub step
Rescued by two dudes
Who were suspect
But she was so god damn gone, she didn't object
They messed around
She was down for the fun and the games
It doesn't count when she can't remember none of the names
Rinse, repeat
Weeks in the psycho
But that dirt don't come clean in the night glow
Now everybody knows she's the whore
Where do you go when the blow's not free no more?
Now the city's gettin' too small
Walls closin' in, but she knows what to do y'all
She popped a pill and then she packed her bags quick
She's just too real for this city of plastic
[Slug]
She came from the desert with a Horse With No Name
Half awake, waitin' at the baggage claim
The pain killer that she popped as the plane tore off
Age wore off
Little cousin picked her up in the pick up
And the minute she got in he lit up a big blunt
Passed it to her
She made the end glow
Pull, puff share
Staring out the window
Parked outside of a house on the south side
First couple weeks, sleepin' on the couch life
Til she got a job at a department store
Found a roommate and got a spot up on 24th
A penny for her thoughts of a better course
She wanted new friends that she hasn't met before
Started hittin' up the bar just to let it pour
Did one line of coke
And many more
Everybody loves her
Is she sure?
I guess it all depends on who she drops them panties for
When that alcohol calls
She doesn't hit ignore
She says, "Give me more"
Until she hits the floor
Popular with the elite and the creeps
And people who haven't gone to sleep this week
They wear disguises like "artist" and "nice guy"
But underneath you know they just another white line
Fuck these pricks
Fuck these junkies
Fuck this weather
It's not fuckin' funny
It's drama
It's got you actin' like a star
Shut the fuck up and march your ass back up in that bar
Midwest
It won't be long
Before she jets
She don't belong
It's her against anti
Surfin' this landslide
At the terminal
Hey you can stop that game
I see your motives plain
you just wanna stop the rain
and when I close my eyes
I see a world of darkened skies
filled with terror and surprise
you try to say it's over
well that¹s alright
but will you do one thing now?
tell everybody I¹m alright
and if you want to play
d¹you know a place where we can stay?
push through and stop that day
and if you think it's fine
then will you draw the line?
push through these doors of mine
you try to say it's over
well that¹s alright
but will you do one thing now?
tell everybody I'm alright
and if you want to play
d¹you know a place where we can stay?
roman litter on the way
you try to say it's over
well that's alright
but will you do one thing now?
tell everybody I'm alright (x2)
Maybe I Should entertain
The very fact that I'm insane
I wasn't fooling when I said
All the people I like are those that are dead
I've been around this town and I've seen what god has done
I've been around and it's no fun
I've been a two-timer/tearaway god has told me so
But I don't believe in him you know
Don't make me a martyr for our causes
'Cause I don't believe a word that you said
All the people I like are those are dead
Maybe I shoud take a gun
And put it to the head of everyone
All the people I like are in the ground
It's better to be lost than to be found
I should listen hard to the voices from within
They are telling me that I'll never win
I should save myself I shoud save myself from sin
But I wouldn't know where to begin
You are trying to tell me what you believe in
But I ain't got a clue what you are talking about
It's better to be a man than to be a mouse
All the people I like are those that are dead
All the people I like are those that are dead
All the people I like are those that are dead
All the people I like are those that are dead
I've been around this town and I've seen what God has done
I've been around and it's no fun
I've been a two-timer/tearaway god has told me so
But I don't believe in him you know
Don't make me a martyr for our causes
'Cause I don't believe a word that you said
All the people I like are those that are
All the people I like are those that are
Six-thirty, the rain is falling and the sky¹s like a
yellow balloon
I was waiting for the revolution and the Mexico
sundown blue
and if you won¹t say it now then nothing will be said
and if you won¹t die of shame then I¹ll die instead
oh yeah
I was kneeling by the burning bush and the sea was a
bed of flames
and I was reading from the book of Naomi and the
whirlpool vision of shame
and if you won¹t say it now then nothing will be said
and if you won¹t die of shame then I¹ll die instead
oh yeah
now I was standing at the edge of the world when the
and now we¹re heading for the new generation and the
makeshift (?)
and if you won¹t say it now then nothing will be said
and if you won¹t die of shame then I¹ll die instead
Got into something dangerous and strange
Was into nothing that's the way I behave
I like those deep dark thoughts that leave you
stranded way in mid-air
I'd like to do something that makes somebody somewhere
care
Playing with fire why should I mind
I'm going beyond now what will I find
Corridors filled with smoke and all the trees uprooted
and dead
A man who's got three square eyes and a boy with the
snakeskin head
I was torn apart by my love for a different land
I was led astray by the touch of the devil's hand
It's your second nature oh don't fool around 'till
that's gone
A man is a boy a boy is a child a woman's son
I'm a disciple I've become aware
Seen god in the heaven the devil down there
Isn't it 'bout time boy you got your thoughts onto
something new
You could come up with me if you really want something
to do
And I was torn apart by my love for a different land
I was led astray by the touch of the devil's hand
It's your second nature oh don't fool around 'till
that's gone
I was a pauper
I was second class
I was a moment
that quickly passed
I was a gambler gambled on you
rain shone and the sun poured through
wind whistled a whispered word it was true
the world is a stage that revolves around you
how are you feeling
on this broken day
where are you heading
I heard you lost your way
how is your mind is it still confused
has anyone told you you're being used
you're fighting a battle that you're going to lose
the world was a stage that revolved around you
I said to the blazing moon
I want to be what I want to be
you said that your aim in life
was o break through and be free
you bought me a diamond
what's that for
I stole you some money
because I thought you were poor
yes I was a gambler gambled on you
rain shone and the sun poured through
wind whistled a whispered word it was true
You know, you know you are
Be still and know you are
Your life is meant for joy
It's all so deep within, oh
Your life is beautiful
A seed becomes a tree
A mountain into a sky
This life is meant to be, oh
Now is the time life begins
Take that simple path
And love will set you free
Live in harmony
And love will set you free, oh
You know, you know you are
Be still and know you are
You know, you know you are
[Verse 1: Murs]
Now my heart is a pure as Sanyika Shakur
Homegrown in the crips, a gangbangers galore
Set sail for many shores, still a product of war
Shell shocked from the block, rock hard to the core
Though I tried to give you more on this mic when I spitting this
List some nines, some techs and some abject living
I'ma have that ribbon in the sky wrapped around my finger
as a reminder of times, kind of when love lingered
Singer, songwriter, smooth talker, street figher
Hauling heavy words to make the beat seem lighter
I'ma writer of riches rippin, rebelling the system
Repellin rep because I rejected what's in em
Persecution of your peers is the violence of business
So them in-crowd functions, I would never attend them
By myself, backpack, dreadlocks and some denim
I was never deemed down cos I dared to be different
I used to go out to them partys, get weeded and stand around
Cause I was too nervous to be myself and get down
Now it's no more standing my back up against the wall
I got myself together, now I'm ready to ball
[Chorus]
"Bring out the love in me"
I wake up every morning
My mission: fulfill the dream
I wake myself upon the decision: to kill the scream
To kill the screen
I wake up every morning
My mission: fulfill the dream
I wake myself upon the decision: to kill the scream
[Verse 2: Slug]
I still hear it ringing in my ears when the light's on
Tighten the hold and light the bowl of this pipe bomb
See the dawn, self worth turned to earth
It's my song but I'm still trying to learn the words
Passion excessive, passive agressive
The first one to strike, the last one to exit
Castles unprotected, capture the princess
Fasten the seatbelt, drive and count the inches
Not so sure mom would be proud
if she knew how many times I've had to hide from these clouds
Don't really know if Jacob would understand
how daddy uses women to make him feel like a man
Open apology for anyone who follows me
Didn't realise I was a self-made power freak
When I get home I put it back together
Filled up the void, sewn up the sever
And her tears keep raining on the pillows that I pillage
But it's still entertaining alcoholics in my village
And when I'm finished, I'm sitting in silence
Just me in the corner of the room whistling my shit
[Chorus]
(Murs) (2X)
Could've been a princess, crown out of thorns
Pretty little summer dress, fabric is torn
You got my interest and when I see you
I wanna free you, bring you
Out of everything, trouble in your life
But it's your kingdom and I'm just another knight
(Slug)
She fell asleep in the passenger seat
So we turned up the music hit the automatic unlock
Tapped the gas took the corner too fast
Put her ass out and left her on that black top
You know that dream you have when you're falling
But you always wake up before you hit the ground
Well it was like that, except her body went smack
Took a minute to figure out what just went down
So she stood up, she brushed herself off
She hurt, but nothing felt broke
She gave a little laugh because gods a comedian
Always surrounded her with all these jokes
She looked around, she knew where she was
Walked a few blocks and hopped on a bus
Went back to that street that nicknamed hell
To go manifest a couple more stories to tell
And I still can't figure out why she ain't figured out
A better way for her to use that cute little mouth
Between the Johns and the Jakes
How long will it take her to clean her front lawn of these snakes?
Anyone of us could've loved her
Anyone of us could've been her father or her older brother
Hold her, until she discovers the light
Besides the one at the end of the tunnel, another knight
(Murs) (2X)
Could've been a princess, crown out of thorns
Pretty little summer dress, fabric is torn
You got my interest and when I see you
I wanna free you, bring you
Out of everything trouble in your life
But it's your kingdom and I'm just another knight
(Murs)
Her name was Idola, she worked?
Small little town below the border called Novala
She spoke little English but overall the music
Just a simple sins became hard to distinguish
So we got a private room where our conversation gloom
Beyond pillow talk, told me I'm the one you rode
And that soon would get to talking, of course me too
Was gonna be bilingual but growin up there
He didn't stand a single chance to advance
So she hoped to meet a gringo
That would be down to marry her
He didn't have to care for her
Could do anything but beat her
And she keep the house clean
And make sure he had comida
All he had to do was make believers of La Migra
Then she filed for divorce and set off on the course
Then he could step back into the joy of being single
I chose to interrupt, cleared my throat spoke up
I wish I could help you but you see I'm not a gringo
She laughed, I know you're not white
But you might know somebody
So she gave a website www.latinhotties.com
She said I'm number 37, I could make it happen quick
I already have a reverend that's prepared today
Then the tears came, wiped her eyes apologized
And said it wasn't pain
There wasn't much time before her kid was old enough to understand
Then she?
(Murs) (2X)
Could've been a princess, crown out of thorns
Pretty little summer dress, fabric is torn
You got my interest and when I see you
I wanna free you, bring you
Out of everything trouble in your life
Verse 1:
(Slug)
I sit in the back of the chamber
away from the strangers, like i'm a big banger
fuck your theories, clearly it's a myriad
of weak characters, the second to last periods
put the asterisk by ya name
with a footnote explainin the shattered glass frame
the gas came, the smile was afflicted
they called it fame, highly addictive
(MURS)
I graduated like a cylinder, my signature
can't be recognized by you miniscule miniatures
consumate con artists, conning all you con-formers
pushin my penmanship, pinnacle per-formance
a peg leg, a prophet through piracy
i still sell, indulge in the irony
and i will be the last man standin
screamin 'land, ho' and sink ya whole damn planet
(Slug)
Give it up, give it here, i want full attention
sharpen up the number-2, time to start the testin
sentences etched into the development
confliction internal, at war with ya skeleton
(MURS)
i got an air-tight alibi, no holes in my story
got some hood homies that can hold that for me
it's new ways to get high, but all of that bore me
don't wanna be strung out on coke when your 40
(Chorus) (Aesop Rock)
Let's put it together, or drown separate
do not let? eyes like X's
do not let? facilitate
eyes like X's, tongues like figure-8's
get it together, or bow separate
do not let? eyes like X's
do not let? facilitate
eyes like X's, tongues like figure-8's
Verse 2:
(MURS)
Here it is, a big day for the little rhymers
puttin out a new record, all they do is criticize us
all up on the internet, they analyze us, then they doubt us
can't they see these men are riders, all that do is energize us
powered up, you sittin wit that sour cup
cryin over spilled milk, mad cause your hour's up
it's our turn, better luck next time
get yours, til then, respect mine
(Slug)
I'm a product of too many Minnesota winters
go figure, they call me a go-getter
had a fetish for puttin letters together
did it for the adventure, cause we know better, there's no treasure
just sex, drugs, rock 'n' roll, and guns
and a visit to the dentist every 24 months
i never expected peaches or plums
that's why i speak to your face, and keep my hands on your lunch
(MURS)
Boss up, or bow down to big timers
we down low, dodgin all you dick-riders
see me talkin to a chick, you know i'm tryin to take her home
cock-block my convo, i'm crackin yo camera phone
(Slug)
I'm hollerin, cause my tolerance is thin
i'm callin offense moves wit my defense in
gotta watch you fools wit every open eye
don't forget to watch them ones that try to hold you high (you know that's riiiight)
Verse 1:
(MURS)
I grab the mic like my name was on it
and spit the fly game that get the ladies goin
i'm a superfly southern California emcee
makin earthquakes shake and shake destiny
(Slug)
I'm like X, Y, and Z, i stick by the back door
let it go free, that's what the track's for
my jobbie-job is rock a party
taught ya mommy to karaoke loddie-doddie
(MURS)
We blowin up, but the flow is so rough
that them mainstream suckas won't notice us
but so what, who gives a damn?
'bout to change the whole world wit this mic in my hand
(Slug)
yea, make ya stand up, big and tall
pitch the ball, and i promise i'ma hit it y'all
and when it falls, i'll be around the bases
my clothes in a suitcase, my phone and some toothpaste
(MURS)
this is my life
(Slug)
i'm runnin this show
(MURS)
everybody in the place just lose control
(Slug)
turn out the lights
(MURS)
so we can see y'all glow
(Slug)
throw ya hands in the air if you know you got soul
Verse 2:
(Slug)
And it grows, and it builds
until it kills from the pills, bills and drum fills
free will, spin or sit still
everybody just tryin to feel somethin real
(MURS)
Deep down we reach down to teach clowns
how to rip it, how to rock it when the beat pounds
sweet sounds burnin bright throught the speaker
while i'm lookin for a chick in nice jeans and tight sneakers
(Slug)
We the kings of fuckin ya queens up
you can mean mug, i just want the green stuff
out in Boise, set the voice free
up in Omaha, we make em all noisy
(MURS)
Out in Utah, bringin you the truth y'all
talkin Salt Lake all the way to Sioux Falls
and while these fiends on the scene do nothing
we do damage and make it mean something
(Slug)
if you feel this shit
(MURS)
put a smile on ya face
(Slug)
get ya ass on the floor and burn down this place
(MURS)
now if ya filthy rich
(Slug)
or ya minimum wage
(MURS)
let me hear ya make some noise if ya just got paid
Verse 3:
(MURS)
And when the cops come, tell them fools 'stop frontin'
this is our world y'all don't run nothin
don't reach for ya wallet cause you might get shot
screamin 'justice and peace!' til the casket drops
(Slug)
Ha, we can't stop, naw, it's not an option
so put ya hands up, you are now rockin wit
the blessed, so make it messy
about to break the levee, cause the party stays ready
(MURS)
now if ya rich and famous, or broke and seductive
MURS and Slug the wrong crew for you to fuck wit
brainstorm, couldn't hold the flow in buckets
a flash flood warning, don't press ya luck, kid
(Slug)
Uh-huh, North American characters
when i'm on stage it's in my nature to embarrass ya
the pair of us wanna share the rush
now put two up if you care too much, now
(MURS)
i love my job
(Slug)
i'm puttin in work
(MURS)
all the ladies in the crowd, let he hear y'all flirt
(Slug)
FELT don't stop
(MURS)
diggin up the dirt
(Slug)
[Chorus]
I walk like, talk like, sleep like, breath like, be like people do.
I live like, give like, work like, hurt like, end up in the dirt like you.
Woke up, overslept, so much for starting the day with no regrets.
Began with the daily addiction, routine kitchen machine in position.
Gotta go get it gotta go try to figure out what it is that you're trying to get.
Shake rattle and roll the dice on a table of chips that are dying to live.
Get up one leg at a time, eyes on the prize, mind on the grind.
Toes on the floor, heart at my chest, open up the door, start up the stress.
Unless I loose my blues, erase my mind of the don'ts and the does.
The laws and the rules are meant to be broken.
Thoughts not pure if the minds not open.
Close the curtains, dim the lights.
Back to sleep I cant win this fight.
In a few minutes it'll b alright.
You gotta play with the hand you're dealt cause that's life.
[Chorus]
I walk like, talk like, sleep like, breath like, be like people do.
I live like, give like, work like, hurt like, end up in the dirt like you.
Now they want the messiah to come to town,
But when the phoenix flew somebody shot it down.
They found it dead with his head underground,
And there wasn't enough bird to go around.
Get your game tight, get your brain right,
You can shine like the stars in the same light.
Get your aim right, insane height.
If you ain't shootin' for the moon then you ain't tight.
Weakness! Never been in a trade of a veteran,
Life's not one big hole you can settle in.
Climb up, make out, take risks.
Beware of the hate and the snakes and the shit.
You can pop a sheriff like bob or eric.
You can get too high and fall off the terris.
You can get embarrassed, or live it careless,
And do your best and never get your merits.
We wanna stay content.
Fill the belly, and pay the rent.
But the game was bent.
They never say what they meant,
And the main event came and went, spent.
[Chorus]
I walk like, talk like, sleep like, breath like, be like people do.
I live like, give like, work like, hurt like, end up in the dirt like you.
I walk like, talk like, sleep like, breath like, be like people do.
I live like, give like, work like, hurt like, end up in the dirt like you.
I got problems, I got issues.
I'm not perfect but I can still diss you.
I got a chip on my shoulder, and it weighing on my pride like a boulder.
So let it loose. What can you do?
Why do you hold the show that the soul got?
Something to prove, we know the truth, but tell me why you gotta move like a robot?
And if you're MMA, then you're liftin' weights,
But it only takes on bullet to twist your fate.
You gotta watch your step, you gotta watch your mouth,
Because we all know the way that a punk goes out.
I guess we watch the same damn channel.
Range for free thought, came with the ammo.
You did what you did, now you do what you do.
You're at where you at when you walk in them shoes.
Did you come to front, or did you come to fight?
Well maybe I'm here just to love my life.
Till they cut the price and I'm going bump in the night.
Gotta get up, get out, and do something right.
Walk, talk, sleep, breath, be
Live, give, work, hurt
[Chorus]
{*"Bass for your trunk" - scratched*}
[MURS]
She keeps her biz boomin' down front street
Open with the funk so that no one wants beef
She the type who like to lay it all on the line
Say what's on her mind
That way it ain't a crime
The crime is
Had you shown no shame
Had you make those claims like you play no games
When in reality
You the biggest player of them all
The princess that wore the most layers to the ball
Tryin' to cover up when you layin' in your drawers
You front like you a freak and everything you say is raw
But deep down
You really scared he's gonna leave ya
Your closet got more skeletons than the Dia
Esqueleto
You worse than my perros
My dogs, that only fuck with broads from the ghetto
You date losers cause it make you feel superior
Try to tell me lies to justify but all I'm hearin' is the...
[Chorus]
[Slug]
She seems like the type with no taste for shame
It walks like a snake then they can't complain
People love you and cling to them raw fumes
Keep it up so we don't see through your costume
She been a little queen since 15
In and out of different scenes, never kept her image clean
So critical
Over analytical
Fast forward
Of course, old and miserable
Long trail of bread crumbs and head games
Bed bums, the best ones get pet names
First glance you can see the dirt
Closet door wide open
No need to search
The truth is just an excuse
That you use to polish up a pair of selfish shoes
Take it how you want
Go face up the front
Cause them skeletons dance to the bass...
[Chorus]
[Woman's voice]
Picture someone, maybe not yourself but someone {*echoes*}
[Slug]
When you look at someone, assume they have the clap
Clap Clap
[Slug]
No herpies
[Woman's voice]
Someone (echo)
[Slug]
No clap
Clap Clap
[Slug]
You ain't never felt this way [x2]
[Woman's voice]
Picture someone, maybe not yourself but someone {*echoes*}
Shake
I could be doing something new
Young fresh and exciting
name an eccentric thing you won't do
And so you wanted to be free
don't we all
What's past America
are we so scared we can't see
[Chorus]
And then you said that I had it all
Saw through your crystal ball
And saw me in depth
like I'd never seen myself before
You seemed to think that
there still was more
But it's that crystal ball
It knows me too well
and I don't know myself at all
Suppose someone said to you
your life's through
Or you've just got one more chance left to live
Which would you choose
You'd run to your mother to help you decide
We might as well all just stay in our rooms until we die
You're all wised up you're pretty cool
you're on the level you're nobody's fool
you're my man 'cause you don't give a damn
I never heard you talk bad about any of your friends
that's not your line no you must be heaven sent
I'm your greatest fan 'cause you don't give a damn
I'm not adept with my fellow man
I'm bereft of skill I'm a total sham oh if I can
I don't want to give a damn
I want to be like you if I can, I don't want to give a
I said where you going
with that halo stuck around your golden head
you said what's the point in talking
everything has already been said
I don't know why
you said seasons change I hope I never will
you said why you carrying that mirror
always looking at yourself
I said while you're up there
can you get me that old book down from the shelf
I don't know why
you said what's the point in talking to yourself
I don't know which way to turn
all the lessons I have learned are
meaningless because I'm free to
deceive all who believed I deliver
best when I'm deprived of all the
things I need that's just me can't
you see that I despis integrity
and if it hurts to be so sure and
if you're not as sure then surely
you should change your point of view
and if I was to say let's change then
we would change today because change
is just a phase we all go through
when I'm up there on the stage I just hide my eyes and
pray that
soon enough the show will end
why do I go through this hell
each time I question myself but
next night I'm up there again
its the same as real life I want to
end that as well and if it's wrong
then it's right to me because I can see
the goodness in the things you're
going to do it's not a case of what is
right or wrong it's just as long as
If i want it
I will take it
If i need it
Then it's mine
I will live it
I will die for it
Have no expression for remorse
I don't want to
Be a party to
All this evil
You're putting out
I don't want you
I don't even like you
But you're useful
So you can stay
But just for a while
Until it's time
It's time
To get myself on the road
Maybe i'll go see
An old friend
Who i haven't been with
For many years
We used to write songs
Had our own band
He didn't like it much
So he left
But i'm still here
And it's time
It's time
To take a look at myself
It's time
It's time
To jump right down off the shelf
To get dusted
To get even
Even more
I look at you now with scorn
The cap that fits you is well worn
You are no beauty
You ain't got no style
You got nothing
Chorus: (Be my woman tonight, Love me, Feelin' right)x2
Slug:
Hey Lady I don't mean to be so forward
But I got no other choice soon I'll be across the border
Tour Mode i'm leaving in the A.M
But i wanna spend this evening breathing in your fragarance
Too long since I've seen my better half
Sometimes you gotta let go, Close your eyes and let it crash
Road life is the only one I have to give
Lonely isn't a strong enough adjective to describe all the nights that I've tried to grip tight,
I lack the necessary tools to help me get right
So take your place as the temporary savior,
While I'm looking at your face like I'll be testing on it later
I bet you like to fuck but you love to argue,
Poke a hole into my chest and pull my heart through,
Up to my room for cigarettes and cartoons,
Or we can sit right here and try and guard these barstools.
I take you any way that I can have you,
Bring along your ethics and your issues and your taboos.
It's not the standard free bird situation,
But you're talking to these pieces of a man that's trying to make it through the puzzles, travles, struggles, battles, the body pillow pimp trying to snuggle with my shadow
We could stay proper, keep the clothes on no pressure
Just hold me and pretend like you've known me forever
Wont'cha?
Chorus:
(Be my woman tonight, Love me ...feelin' right)x2
Murs:
Damn why'd she hafta leave right after the show?
All that eye contact made from the front row
Them vibes I was gettin' man I thought it was a go,
Could use that type of company you just don't know
I been on the road for like 6 months straight,
Only 2 days off between all of them dates
The hardest working man in the underground game,
Most times I'm too tired to hang around and spit game
Most nights are the same,
Shows is just like work,
Leave the stage stand around sellin'merchant shirts,
Then I picked the pink skirt out the corner of my eye,
By the exit posted up like a tack lookin fly,
I tried to play it cool but I couldn't pretend,
So I approached hella anxious with a silly ass grin,
She said she dropped off her friends so we could be alone,
Gave her undivided attention,
Turned off the phone.
Took me out for pancakes, paid for the dinner,
Then took me to my room and we watched sportscenter,
And then we made out,
And then we made love,
And then I passed out while I got a back rub,
But in the middle of the night I reached for a second helping,
Got a hand full of sheets I was all by myself,
And before you could say 'god damn that sucks!,' Jaybird called,
Cats van bag... FUCK!
I was like a fool
Messed around and i was cruel
I was cruel to you
I was lost until i found you
I was lost until you said
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
Out of my life
Out of my life
Let you out of my life
Take away the pain
Take away the ball and chain
Leave it in the rain
The pounding heart of the city neon
Hides the cries of lonely men
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
Out of my life
Out of my life
Let you out of my life
When you went way
I was relieved i must say
But that was yesterday
Now i'm lost and i can't find you
I'll never hear those words again
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
I'll never let you go
Out of my life
Out of my life
There are times you hold the deed to my insides
And steal the sparkle from my eyes
But this could be the last time baby
This could be the last time
And back then dressed up as some kind of true friend
You taught me how to lie for you, cry for you, get drunk and get high off you
What are your thoughts about that
What are your thoughts
Baby I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
What made you think that you could own me?
I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
You never ever tried to know me
Well you never asked me how I felt
And still I'd rhyme for you, shine for you, lay down and die for you
This could be the last time
Baby I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
What made you think that you could own me?
I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
You never ever tried to know me
Well stop to understand
You're holding me down instead of holding my hand
And I'll be crashing through cathedral doors
The day I don't need you anymore
Baby I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
What made you think that you could own me?
I just wanna be free
Can't you see what I see?
You never ever tried to know me
You taught me how to lie for you, cry for you get drunk and get high off you
(I just want to be free, can't you see what I see)
What are your thoughts about that, what are your thoughts
And still I'd rhyme for you, shine for you, lay down and die for you
(I just want to be free, can't you see what I see)
This could be the last time, this could be the last time
Oh... Oh...
I just want to be free can't you see what I see
What made you think that you could own me?
Oh... Oh...
I just want to be free can't you see what I see
You never ever tried to know me
I will not stop until I've
Got everything that I need
Somesay it's honesty
But I believe it's only greed
And if you listen to what
I'm saying everyday
It must be honesty
But I'm not that sure anyway
Take a look around
What are we coming to
We can stop it now
I do not think that we will
A new son [sun?]will arise
And I will be there to see
A sleeping signal shoots off
Bright fire awakens me
A moonlit castle slips
And I know that isn't real
To be a fantasy
Is hardly what I'd term ideal
You've got it wong
You see but do you want to see
Move in closer now
Do you believe in reality
I stand alone and my
Only task is to succeed
Somesay I've heard all that but
You aint heard that from me
And if I'm what you want then
Come and take this call
For we can stop ll that
We are all one after all
Take a look around
What are we coming to
We can stop it now
There are some things that i should say
Before i go
And there are some things
That you should know
I've walked a razor's edge all my life
Until i fell
Onto the point
The point of a knife
And i said it's good morning
There's a new day dawning
Good morning to you
I've spent my life inside of a cell
With no doors
Just four walls
Like living in hell
I've chickened out of things in the past
But now i know
When death calls
I'll be ready to go
And i said it's good morning
There's a new day dawning
Good morning to you
To you
It's for you
Join the grand parade
And celebrate this new day
Good morning to you
To you
It's for you
Walk the path i've laid
Into this new decade
Follow me
Into the nineties
I want to blend right into the walls
Of the world
Don't want to be seen
Just want to be heard
I've figured out a way to exist
With the past
Just ignore
What's gone before
Don't turn your back
I was heading north on a plane that was heading south
Whysky in my pocket cigarette was in my mouth
"A vision" on my knee but I wasn't reading much
Gather up your wings and fly now
You can take them to the sky
What's the betting that you'll be letting his hands dip into your loins
While all I'll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
Downtown vegas that's the place of your dreams
Downtown London that's not tour scene
Step inside and take the weight off your tiny feet
You curled up in the corner you're looking so discret
And when you turned your face caught the light and oh you looked so sweet
Don't I always get my own way
Have you anything to say
What's the betting that you'll be letting his hands dip into your loins
While all I'll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
What's the betting that you'll plead insanity
It won't be long now while we're shaking your apple tree
After seven days of fasting you said you'd seen the lord
You travelled back four centuries in search of a silver sword
Your self-induced hallucinations they just make me bored
Gather up your wings and fly now
You can take them to the sky
What's the betting that you'll be letting his hands dip into your lions
While all I'll be getting is a new sun setting on the downtown vegas morn
Donwtown vegas that's the place of your dreams
Downtown London that's not your scene
"And maybe you've never felt the things that I've felt"
[Verse 1: Slug]
You can't fuck with the Felt that flow
All the shit that you talking, don't help you grow
Mad face, can't wait to catch a man made elbow
You see me say 'hello', when I leave say 'hell no!'
I'm not an asshole, I'm a perfectionist
Travel the globe to have sex with pessimists
My pimp, my doctor and my exorcist
all suggested that we come here to wreck your shit
It's the treacherous, two plus Ant
If we can't do it, who the fuck can?
They claim king, go and slave to the ringtone
I smell pussy in the bacon that you bring home
The fist-fucking dysfunction at this function
is enough to justify shutting down your production
Get off the mic, go straighten out ya life
for one of these mc's who puts it on your wife
[Verse 2: Murs]
Your girlfriend got her panties off, once again
One gnawed that nasty shit that I done to her friend
So once again it's on motherfucker
And you won't do shit, you a bitch so fuck ya
I didn't like myself this morning when I woke up
So keep talking shit like I woke loc up
I'm from Pico-? we don't stop
when the police come, then the heat go poppin'
Now we stopping, we go in the house
You can get jail time for just tryin' to show out
I'm trying to roll out, no doubt
Come and take your ho out
Popping that junk, young punk what you know about
Felt 2 me and Slug comming through
When we serving these suckers like 'may I help you?'
Supersize when we ride on these busters
Murs two times with the L motherfucker
[Verse 3: Murs]
Man who the hell are you? Try'na barge through
This is my episode and it don't co-star you
So shut your fucking mouth
if you don't know what you talking 'bout
Got on your cell phone, call her, tell him
Now you running my name through the mud again
Who I fuck ain't none of your bussines
What I lick or suck man, mind your bitchness
And that's bitchness, not goodness
You ain't proffesional punk, you're a pimp's assistant
you ride shotgun, I try to whip fool
Pussy don't drive this car, bitch dick do
And if I hit you it's a knockout
You strolled in but I bet you won't walk out
0-0-7-3-7-3-5-9-6-3
That's the code if you wanna fuck with me
[Verse 4: Slug]
You want a hit
Give me a dollar plus a beer and some head
Yo Ant turn up the snare till my eardrums turn red
This is for my people waking up in burning beds
And this is for my people waking up to earn the rent
I didn't come start no messes
I paid at the entrance, I wasn't on the guestlist
Had a few beverage then left
because the rappers, hookers and extras were unimpressive
30 something, getting closer to the turkey stuffing
Dirty husband, victim of a mercy snuffing
Birdy bugging on the bottom line
But I'm buzzing off the wine so everything is fine
Put your hands in the air like you're happy to have hands
I'ma jump up and down like I'm happy to have fans
Lets all stay away from the pistols aim
[Slug]
He threw his weapon in the trash dumpster
In the alley way, behind that Irish pub
Then he sprinted like Olympics down the street
Everything went numb except his legs and feet
His car was parked, just a few blocks away
He ain't gettin' caught
Nope, not today
And he can hear the faint sounds of the sirens
Time is short
And life's a sport
He tried to push weight like his Face had a Scar
Somebody got to hate and instigate at that bar
He popped that fool, like baby I'm a star
Now he's runnin' to the safety of his baby momma's car
Boy was born to be a soldier
Look over the shoulder as he took the corner
Nobody at the pub knows who he was
They seen him though
Either way, there's a vehicle
Down the street
It's within his reach
The cops are close
Hear the tires screech
Hand in the pocket
Grab the remote
Then, pop the trunk yeah
Hopped in a closed it
Sittin' in the cold trunk space
But his head stayed hot from the sweat on his face
Got to keep his cool and think this through
If only he could fall asleep for a few
All thoughts crossed
Of how he got lost
Time is gone
Tryin' to hit the stop watch
Wishin' he could take it back to the simple
When the future still had some potential
From the childhood, playground jungle gym
To the concrete jungle that he's stuck within
Boy determines
No returners
Stay warm from the fire of the glory burnin'
Chorus: [x2]
[Slug] And it burns
[MURS] Glory burnin' in every soul
[Slug] And it burns
[MURS] Glory burnin' in every goal
[Slug] And it burns
[MURS] Glory burnin' in every war
[Slug] So let it burn
[MURS] But know what you're burnin' it for
[MURS]
Who did this motherfucker think he was?
Ran up on who like he didn't give a fuck?
Who called the cops from inside the pub?
Cause it didn't take the who that long to show up
What made me think I had to take it this far?
What made me hop into the trunk of this car?
What would you do if your crew as at war?
What would they do to even out the score?
Where my boys at? They was supposed to have my back
Wait, I can't hear no footsteps, where the cops at?
Where I'm supposed to run when this trunk gets cracked?
Wait, where my girl at? As a matter of fact
Why ain't we pulled off and left without a trace?
Why didn't I listen when she said, "Baby wait"?
Why did I see disgust when I look into her face?
Why didn't I learn when I caught my first case?
When will the oxygen run out in this truck?
When won't I have to prove I ain't no punk?
When will the OGs catch a body for once?
When will I get a chance to smoke this blunt?
How could I think of gettin' high right now?
How could I do this to my woman and child?
How did I end up livin' life so fowl?
Never thought the glory would burn me, that's how
The fire within burns close to the heart
Keeps the live shit and the emotions apart
God forbid you mix passion with thought
Cause then you're only askin' for the drama to start
The cycle never ends while we live in denial
And wonder what it is to make the kid so wild
Who, what, where and when, why and how
But the answers to the those questions don't matter now
A messenger reads
from the books of old
And how come they never stop
That's what we said
Inscriptions proclaim
that they were wrote for us
The servant arrives
As he ...?
Can we die
Or if we stay
And how can you catch
...?
And how can you watch
...? all your friends
How can we guide this day
To become a day when we talk - no more
To become a day when we steal - what's more
To become what we were looking for
A ? walks
from the past he talk
... ?
... ?
And we can live ? outer space
... ?
A ? rides
He's got glass in his eyes
The fancy dress begins
Colonels in disguise
And how can you tell
A man goes overboard
And how can you tell
A man has lost his mind
And how can we guide this day
To become a day when we talk - no more
To become a day when we steal - what's more
Now you've gone my mind is free
I'm going to think about what you said
all your thoughts like a passing plane
are going floating through my head
you said I'd soon be dead
the little things that you said
Said you'd leave us all behind
and took a walk to the edge of a town
silver bird would have suited you
as your feet never touched the ground
and you're still hanging around
you said the cars must have all left town
I never listened to you
We never shared
I didn't hear what you said
I didn't know that you cared
Two years in this little room
it's going to start suffocating me
I'll fly away on a silver plane
to reclaim my privacy
you said you'd follow me
Sesame Street
Miscellaneous
The Ballad Of The Sad Cafe
This is the ballad of The Sad Cafe
It's a funny little place down Oklahoma way
Where the cowpokes go to feel sad and blue
And their cows and their horses
Well they go there too
(cows and horses join in)
Yes their cows and their horses
Well they go there too
It's a sad, sad, sad cafe
We sit at the tables
And we cry all day
Boo hoo, boo hoo
Boo hooing at The Sad Cafe
Now we all come here when we're under the weather
To The Sad Cafe where we cry together
Don't expect no food or drinks here
Where the only thing we serve is tears
Yeah the only thing we serve is tears
At the sad, sad, sad cafe
We sit at the tables
And we cry all day
Boo hoo, boo hoo
Boo hooing at The Sad Cafe
You can cry to your cat or your Irish setter
Either way you'll feel a lot better
You can cry at home or in the barn with the hay
Or you can come on over to The Sad Cafe
To the sad, sad, sad cafe
We sit at the tables
And we cry all day
Boo hoo, boo hoo
Boo hooing at The Sad Cafe
Spoken: Hey, you know now that I've had a good cry, I feel better!
Me too, I don't feel sad no more, I feel happy!
Yeah! Hey what you all wanna do?
Why don't we mosy on down to The Happy Cow Lounge?
Oh I love that place!
Yee haw, let's go!
[Verse One: MURS]
Your shit don't stink
Your ship won't sink
Disapproving gays, but the bitch won't blink
Holier than, greater than thou
Hold it in, I can tell that you're proud
We're not allowed
To feel equal
You don't get down
With real people
We're all so small
In your big world
Go ahead and frown up
And let that lip curl
You got your generating, elevator eyes
Look me up and down like I'm the species you despise
Your arrogance, apparent, you can't wear it inside
Like a character that you don't care enough to hide
You act like you embarrassed by the rest of us guys
When you need oxygen like the rest of the pride
Like the rest of the school
I guess you too cool
Your shit's too hot to drop in our pool
But don't get beached bitch
You got a tummy full of plankton
Ain't nothing but some sea shit
Full of yourself so you float to the top
A human hot air balloon that I'm hopin' to pop
My sharp wit verse your really dull animal
Your cynicism really isn't hard for you to channel so
It's effortless
You're better than the rest of us
I get it
I admit
Why you even waste your breath on us?
[Chorus]
Scratching "Oh shit"
[Verse Two: Slug]
Hey wait
You lookin' at me with the whaleface?
Judge and jury tryin' to stay out of a stalemate
Spoken like you know the truth
Stop pretendin'
Check up on yourself
Tell me who you condescending?
That's not special
That's not a rare case
A bunch of assholes
Evolving at a snail's pace
They hold they nose up in the air
Until they open up and share like they know that you care
Yeah, say thanks for the rain on the parade
Make a little hate like it raises up the stakes
I'm not the first to mouth the words that I'm not perfect
But you wouldn't need to curse it if you went and found a purpose
Scratch the itch til your fingernails break
You know it
You felt it
So what your inner realm say?
You smell fake like jail bait and hair spray
Tell me how to fail taste and oh have a great day
(Slug)
I was sitting at the stoplight
In my car rolled down the windows
When this driver pulled on side of me
And offered me some indo
I told her that I didnt smoke
But I thanked her for the offer
I thought I might just ask her name
Instead I made a left
(Murs)
On 3rd and La Cienega
Can't front I was into her
She offered me a blunt
Damn I wish I smoked Indica
Cause I'll remember her
From the center of Beverly, she was heavenly
Still on my mind from a while back
She had a smile that shook the clouds off the sun
A set of lovely lips made me fumble my tongue
Hair up in a bun, up under a cap
She was a down low beauty, see I like 'em like that
She kept it on the low, but high enough to see
She made me feel special, like she did it all for me
Not much up top, I would say about a B
Her pants hugged her frame, made me want to know her name
But I've never been the type to step up and spit game
In a mall full of women that were begging for attention
Fake eyes, fake tits, fake hair extensions
She walked through my dreams
Then she cut through the seams
(Slug)
My name is Sluggo
I live on the 7th floor
I live upstairs from you
I'm the one you try to ignore
If you hear music late at night
Some kind of party
Some kind of life
Just dont call the cops on me
Girl come up stairs and talk to me
She got the facial pierceing
Half done sleeve work
Change cashed in, reaction knee-jerk
Driver control functional alcholic
The barbie doll skirt
Original flirt
She go chama, chama, chama
Chameleon hair colors
Machete pesonality, carry a pair cutter
Talk a lot of shit
Walk like an egyptian
Loves to sleep with no favorite position
Bout 5'6, nice lips
Make her life hips
Tough soul, she fuck slow but fight quick
Eyeball daggers, walk with a swagger
I know you got troubles but it don't really matter
From what I gather
We should verse
Let's place bets to see who's gonna move first
Leisurely come speak to me
See life is like a song can you keep the beat
It goes
(Slug & Murs)
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
Duh duh duh da duh da
I didn't want the world to know
That sunlight bathed the golden glow
Loneliness is like a disease
Triggers off my sense of unease
I was lonely until I found the reason
the reason was
me...
Oh, Penelope Tree
Why don't you just enter the night
why don't you just do what you like
Loneliness and all that heartache
That's something I just can't take
You've got your head on back to front
that's easy, so easy for me...
Oh that's easy for me...
You know that's easy for me...
Oh, Penelope Tree
Hey tell me why are you so scared
It's like the beginning go there
Gold mine trash seeks brave dark warrior
What are we doing
Why are we here
Why must we die?
(I remember) trains and boats and planes
and people from the past
always making promises you know things that'll never last
and fever broke when the storms took hold
and morale was at an all time low
and you were staying up 'till dawn reading Crowley and
Allan Poe
and I was thinking back to the time when I was nine and
you were ten
you had a magic set that turned me into you then I said
hey the day the rain came down that's the day you weren't
around
I was lost in the woods one time and the sky was losing
light
I was brave and sixteen then I thought well hell I'll
stay all night
I took the sun from the sky and held it in my arms for a
souvenir
the sound of ringing bells awoke me as the dawn was
drawing near
and you were standing there casting spells like they grow
on trees
I've seen it all
and for your next trick maybe you could tell me who said
(Slug)
(I don't want to be) Good, damn, shook off the sand
took it by the hand back when hoods packed the jam
squeeze pipe, i need it in my life
so keep it out of sight until the freaks come out at night
big mouth, a big mouth
zip it up quick, or get kicked out the house
step back, Felt don't melt like wax
delicate necks get snapped, then the checks get taxed
re-lease, give me freedom and some peace
or feed you to the beasts, wit the demons and police
touch dirt, you stuck in reverse
so fuck what ya heard and put ya nuts up in your purse
(MURS)
Good-er than good, man, we greater than great
while you faker than fake, that's why we hate on ya hate
hell, we hate on ya love, cause when push come to shove
all them funny-lookin chains just get took in the club
hell, they lookin for Slug, man, they lookin for MURS
we got em screamin for the Felt, cause we puttin in work
while you was puttin out trash, we was spendin on gas
and traveled all around the world to put a foot in yo ass
and you can call it backpack, indie rap if you want to
say it's emo-hop for the hipsters, but fuck you
we do it for the public that's tired of that thug shit
[Murs]
The problem with me, is that I think too much
Relying on this pen and this ink too much
And I do too much, I'm always on tour
Accumulating points 'til I forgot about the score
And the problem with you, is you don't think at all
Your brains deadweight so you sink and you fall
You drink and you smoke 'til your motivations gone
And you know this is true, so you hate this song
[Slug]
The problem with me, is co-dependency
So afraid of the day that you wont remember me
Knee deep in anxiousness, needy like an infant
Escapism, beats rhymes alcohol and women
The problem with you, is you let your self stop believing
And now you're afraid of your own thoughts and feelings
Forgot how to share what I love most about you
Lost your voice, now no choice but to doubt you
[Murs]
Now the problem with the world, the lack of respect
For our earth, for our children, for the future we neglect
For the morals, for the values, for the god that we select
Millions die everyday without a cause to effect
The problem with the revolution, its never gonna happen
Through these marches, through this music, through these motherfuckers rappin
Through these communists, these socialists, or any other faction
Armchair activists, all talk, no action
[Slug]
The problem with the people that I stay surrounded with
They all wanna replace faith with a psychologist
Bring the evolution, whether thinkin its pollution
When they're swallowing the balance, and they're drinking the solution
The problem with the people that I wont stand next to
They don't hear the songs that we sing for the rescue
The keys of life, the basslines of sadness
So people that don't have, reach out and grab it
[Murs]
The problem with hip-hop... shit nothing at all
It's an artform that ranges and it changes it evolves
It's not always for the better, but be patient with it yall
For our time will come and the wicked will fall
The problem with this song, is it's not long enough to say
How fucked up it is that we living this way
Nothing is alright, but everything is okay
So we plan for tomorrow but we live for today
[Slug]
The problem with sex is self-respect, calibration
The orgasm services your validation
And the problem with love, is that it lives in a book now
The problem with drugs is that their too fucking good now
The problem with logic is theres too many loopholes
And the problem with truth is that its usually brutal
The problem is I can't trust most of what I see
If you find out where you are going
you will then find out who you are
feel which way the wind is blowing
the breeze will take you up to a star
Throw your silver star in the trashcan
shattered soul washed up on a shore
your horizon's getting darker
no one wants you anymore
You're descending to the depths now
dark red birds take off and fly
you're ascending to the heights now
I was feeling desperate
unable to decide
Between a life of misery
or awful suicide
Then it came to rest by me
like a cross that's hard to bear
Put death in my hands
and I will play with it for sure
[Chorus]
Dismantled king is off the throne
there's nothing left
If you stand on your head too long
then you'll just run out of breath
You're trying hard
but that's too bad
Because your voice is always sad
I was feeling out of touch
unable to control
My mind was like a theatre
It was playing ten different roles
And I believed all the locked-up people
held the key to the world
A land of heads in chained-in boxes
just trying to be heard
