Plasticity (2011)

Actors

• Ethan Marten (actor)
• Jon Abrahams (producer)
• Jon Abrahams (director)
• Jon Abrahams (editor)
• Grayson Wolfe (writer)
• William Dresden (writer)
• William Dresden (composer)
• Teviya Abrahams (actress)
• Cory K. Evans (actor)
• Fareine Suarez (actress)
• Geoffrey Albach (actor)
• Noah Jackson (actor)
• Robyn Meislohn (actor)
• Cheryl Cochran (actress)
• Cheryl Cochran (costume designer)

Genres

• Short

Taglines:

Plastic Consumes Us

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Mac - Crawdad
• Puppet Master - Crawdad
• Fish Floppin' - Crawdad
• A Pirate's Life - Crawdad
• Break Down - Crawdad
• Devil's Drink - Crawdad
• Complex - Crawdad
• Thundergun - Crawdad
• War - Crawdad
• Freedom Ain't Free - Crawdad
• Issues - Crawdad
• Hurt People Hurt People - Crawdad
• Belly Of The Beast - Crawdad
• Crawdad - Crawdad
• Ugly - Crawdad
• Finger To The Sky - Crawdad
• Crawdad - All
• Starving Artist - Crawdad
• Hold Ya Breath - Crawdad
• Crawdad - Elizabeth Mitchell
• Dirty Bomb - Crawdad
• Shark Tank - Crawdad
• See You In Hell - Crawdad
• Movin'music - Crawdad
• They Don't Know - Crawdad
• She's My Ace - The Story Of Hip Hop - Crawdad
• Desperado - Crawdad
• Decoratin' - Crawdad

Let me tell you a little bit about myself,
Now my mother’s best friend was a doctor,
A therapist in fact, so it makes sense why my initials are MAC,
And that’s probably why I should be on the same shelf as Prozac,
No match maker necessary,
I aint romantically stupid,
Yesterday my love was code blue, today I’m engaged to cupid,
Doing my new shit like no one was using my music for fusion,
So abusive with this pen in my hand I should get arrested for flowetry like conduct,
What you don’t think I’m a raw fuck?
Come sit under my lap and tell me how my balls look,
You all hook and no game,
I’m so dang mellow but I rip a fella to jello with my acapella,
Till his face turn yellow,
Like the urine in his catheter,
Before during and afterwards,
And it has to hurt to be the only one without a role model,
You can ask me,
That’s why I’m taking lithium all the way to Chicago

I’m the puppet master here to save you fucking bastards,
Been doing this shit sense you was two,
Trust me dude I’ll make you cool,
Make you new, make you friends, make you never work again,
Just follow me, huh, don’t mind my perfect benz,
See these platinum plaques? I’ll get you one of these guys,
You ever seen a green eyed dime with these thighs?
You want her you can have her, oh hey, don’t mention it,
Just come on down with me, yeah, this is effortless,
All we gotta do is change everything you’ve ever been,
Anything you’ve ever done consider it irrelevant,
I can tell you intelligent, that’s a plus sign,
Now go’on show me what you got, yeah just bust rhymes,
Ooh, that sounded great man, okay now stand straight,
I need to measure your coat size, now look up with both eyes,
Don’t mind this may pinch a little bit, don’t cry you little bitch,
Okay I’m sorry that was just a joke, how’s the coat feel?
You looking great man, take a couple of these to help you sleep,
Let’s take ten,
(alright he’s out, let’s lift him up, let’s get him up to the top people)
I woke up, 50 feet from the ground, surrounded by a bunch of puppets,
I don’t wanna make a sound, what the fuck is going on,
I thought this was heaven where did I got wrong I was just showing him a song,
And I think he liked it, now I’m stuck to these strings, I can’t fight it,
Oh shit here he comes, with a remote control, oh my god I’m rapping,
And I’m not even doing it, this dude’s got control of me,
Talking about some stupid shit, a couple months pass,
I’m getting used to this puppet thing,
He even let me decorate my fucking strings,
And then one day he came and said that he didn’t need me,
Pulled out the scissors, and said that I was greedy,
Cut me and I fell fifty feet onto my CD,
Yeah, ology
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

Attention please, Mr. Organ Grinder, turn me up in the headphones, okay, word,
Come here baby, get a little bit intimate, sit her in santa’s lap, get her in a better mood,
What you want a hit or two, everybody now act like you’re an individual,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
We don’t give a fuck if you watching,
Dance like shit call it fish floppin,
Feeling a bit groovy, peter peter peter do the peter pan dance, grab your pants like your dicks hard,
Spit bars with a quick heart and thick scar when you split with her get, get up in the mind when I rhyme it’s a sign when you feel this I only do real shit so, act like you dance when the beat hits and, feel this please, (pretty please)
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
We don’t give a fuck if you watching,
Dance like shit call it fish floppin,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
Hit on my chick get slapped in the check bone,
We are some abnormal people,
Jesus Christ, jesus might, feel the way I kill the mic,
I’m feeling like two hundred bucks but I got to pay the bill collector (fuck),
Everybody run around till you lose a hundred pounds,
Blame it on the wonderful sound of the underground clown,
Been around for a minute and I don’t think I’m leaving, so,
Kids stay in school, that shit is cool, don’t do drugs just act like a fool,
Eat your food and your vegetables and put a rain coat on it,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
We don’t give a fuck if you watching,
Dance like shit call it fish floppin,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
Hit on my chick get slapped in the check bone,
We are some abnormal people,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
Hit on my chick get slapped in the check bone,
We are some abnormal people,
You don’t know me we came to party,
All my homies broke and they sloppy,
Hit on my chick get slapped in the check bone,
We are some abnormal people,
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

(CHORUS):
We come here to run this ship, you had your chance we done with it,
We coming with sticks, bloodhounds, and bricks to take ya sets now man the decks,
We come here to run this sound, we pirates of the underground,
Better watch out when we let it all out,
Full sail ahead, ‘aint no catching us now,
(SKINNY CAVALLO):
We tailing this ship through these terrible seas,
Unbearable torment from chronic disease,
Unwearable garments are soaked from the rain,
I’m choking on pleasure and cloaking the pain,
Provoking these thoughts make me walking the plank,
While snorting an ox and then robbing a bank,
For those who are lost best be pounding the decks,
Your crews getting lost till you drown in the depths,
(CRAWDAD):
Of the sea, now are methods are key,
That’s why we walk like we drunk but think like we struck gold,
Found the x that marked the spot, turned that place into a parking lot,
We move treasure, whether it’s dark or not,
Run it like we fiend for some food in the stomach,
Leave you caged in a box as we stay on the dock of the bay,
Count the days pay then stand up and say,
(CHORUS):
We come here to run this ship, you had your chance we done with it,
We coming with sticks, bloodhounds, and bricks to take ya sets now man the decks,
We come here to run this sound, we pirates of the underground,
Better watch out when we let it all out,
Full sail ahead, ‘aint no catching us now,
(SKINNY CAVALLO):
The organ is grinding and crawdad’s providing a launch to our comrades,
Alone on an island, we wilding and reckless, don’t rhyme about necklaces,
Robing the rich hang um up with the skeptics,
It’s skilly cavallo and area trece, we follow our own path ‘aint caring what they say,
You hating the fact we the pirates of rap,
That you ruined what we do, we taking it back,
(CRAWDAD):
Ay yo who got the compass, I think I’m on to something,
Steer clear no fronting who’s bumping and thumping the bass in the place,
Get maced in the face when you chasing the greats,
Get a case and some crates we could lace it,
See the statement is simple, we taking the game at gunpoint and making it civil,
Belittle the name, but we riding the main frame,
About to body it and leave you the same way
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

Yeah, in comes the dude with the spit shit,
Hot off the press like the crack in ya kitchen, huh,
I’m like a suicidal teen who seen her dreams gleam in the railroad light as it flipped green,
Like the weed that the government push,
California dream is just another thing that the government took,
Throw the book at me, I’ll beat you till you turn blue, like the color beneath the badge of those who protect and serve you,
And I ‘aint talking about the cops, I’m talking about the dude working graveyard at the Days Inn, punching the clock,
Pushing tube socks of pharmaceuticals to supplement for the taxes you docked,
You don’t know me, no you do not, this the only path left to rock,
Who the fuck do I need to kill, to keep my lights and pay my bills,
You don’t know me, no you do not, this the only path left to rock,
Who the fuck do I need to kill, to keep my lights and pay my bills,
Crawdad, Organ Grinder, Easy St., Ology, Character Assassins, Shanghai
I go tit for tat-tattoo with the fact that you been a bad cat too,
Got to have that, little bit of heartbreak, little bit of sunshine,
Little bit of asshole, little bit of sometimes,
Who’s going to have that, man you better pass that,
I’m so high I can’t tell where my ass at,
I might just need to take a little break now,
Face stays straight down, this is how you break down,
I go tit for tat-tattoo with the fact that you been a bad cat too,
Got to have that, little bit of heartbreak, little bit of sunshine,
Little bit of asshole, little bit of sometimes,
Who’s going to have that, man you better pass that,
I’m so high I can’t tell where my ass at,
I might just need to take a little break now,
Face stays straight down, this is how you break down,
I’ve done more harm to a blank page then heroin to my class in eighth grade,
They say whatever, I say get clever, if it’s all about the cheddar you better get headed to better endeavors,
Get your head severed, the better the push, the better the approach,
Systematically implode before you get in my zone,
You know the poems deep in the blood stream, back to my childhood, back to that one team,
To that one time, back to the first rhyme I ever spit, spit on me, shit on me, hit on me,
Beat the shit out of it, sit out of it, get out and admit I’ve done some bad things,
The fad seems to swing as the pendulum moves to the sound of the kick drum,
Shits done I’m over it, until the impression it leaves weaves through the pen and it explodes a bit,
Sober with an attitude to overthrow the baddest crew, leave um with they jaws open, saying he’s the magical mad man making moves like a matador on meth with the methods to bring the masses through, what,
I knew a man who said he had no answers, just questions,
So many factors, to these lessons, and it matters, we’re being tested,
I go tit for tat-tattoo with the fact that you been a bad cat too,
Got to have that, little bit of heartbreak, little bit of sunshine,
Little bit of asshole, little bit of sometimes,
Who’s going to have that, man you better pass that,
I’m so high I can’t tell where my ass at,
I might just need to take a little break now,
Face stays straight down, this is how you break down,
I go tit for tat-tattoo with the fact that you been a bad cat too,
Got to have that, little bit of heartbreak, little bit of sunshine,
Little bit of asshole, little bit of sometimes,
Who’s going to have that, man you better pass that,
I’m so high I can’t tell where my ass at,
I might just need to take a little break now,
Face stays straight down, this is how you break down
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

He can’t see that she slipped through the cracks (the cracks),
time has taken all he wants it back (it back),
an angel holds a devil’s drink and makes him think his head will sink,
if he just takes the glass, throw it back, throw it back,
yo mom, you remember your first date, Your first kiss,
The first fist dad ever let touch down on your face,
The first time you thought, fuck this place,
Your first fight, your first night alone, your first car,
What about your first home, your first trip to the bar,
How about the first time you ever wished on a star, yeah,
And the first is the worst fear, but the last time you left makes it hurt here,
In the chest, below the chin and neck,
Inside my tinted breath is a crystal clear facade,
Waiting to be seen through but now you gone,
The devil’s drink will hold her wings and stop her flight her children sing,
(la la la la)
Yo dad, you remember the last day, before you left you used my words like an ash tray,
Remember the last day you did coke? What about the last time you watched your kids grow,
Probably not you’re quite transparent, I read you like a book,
Apparently I overlooked the premise and assumed your truth was the carriage that would take me away,
But I was young then, dumb then, not much to say,
Lips are sealed and eyes are peeled to find what’s real,
But the mind dines on the kill,
They like to combine their minds and try to find some type of line to draw between the time they took and what’s left to give, it’s all in the devil’s drink,
The devil’s drink will hold his wings and stop his flight his children sing,
(la la la la)
Man he hates his thoughts it’s the melting pot that steams up,
As the hellish thoughts get brought to another level,
He say she got a smile like a devil,
She say she need a bit of lee way ‘fore they get back to the prepaid happiness they won in a sweepstakes,
Not too keen, pay close mind to the hope that they both hide to abide by the close line,
That they drew while they were both blind, no ties, just four kids,
A hubby and a wife that’s some fucked up shit,
(man I don’t even know)
And then there was me, the one with the clipped wings,
A small town boy trying to do some big things,
Mike got a lip ring, Julie got a halo, Tony got a gun,
By the time I hit the cradle, nothing seemed right so I put my face in the pillow and I would sing this like,
(la la la la)
The devil’s drink will hold her wings and stop her flight her children sing
(la la la la)
The devil’s drink will hold her wings and stop her flight her children sing
(la la la la)
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

Complex
1. Adjective – Composed of many interconnected parts, compound, composite. For example, a complex emcee.
2. Characterized by a very complicated or involved arrangement of adjectives, emotions, word play and truth.
3. So complicated or intricate as to be hard to understand if you’re not listening.

Look around, there’s a vacant blanket of words covering their faces this is the basic statement on earth right,
I’m entitled, it’s my birth right, lil weezy leading the Fourth Reich,
I’m feeling queasy, easy does it as I heard, “fight!”, they loading in they ammunition, kissing the hand that they’ve bitten,
We in need of a change, and I need to explain that the devious ways they exploit their greediness makes it easier,
From the ground up we building it, got to believe in the sound of the children that they filled it with,
And this is not a waste of time, this is not a gun in the face to make you hide, this is not a taste of pride,
This is not a chain around the neck of a liar this is the fire beneath the ass of those designated to take it higher,
We sit back and listen to the bird’s cry, poetry, asking about the pure kind, know it’s me,
Notice me standing tall on top of the earth, with a pen and a paper about to rebuild it with words,
Words that speak survive, words that keep me alive, words that hold the remedy to even the mind,
If it’s all about balance tell me where did all the talent go, invaluable insight found inside the average Joe,
Down we go into the trenches around here we help those in need and place value on friendships,
How do they sentence a junkie to prison when cats make songs to support punching they women,
They got a mother too, that’s the reason for the W-A-R, stay hard, but a conscience gonna soften you,
Talking about that nonsense I bet you feeling awful dude, I’m all for you, but you ‘aint choosing who you talking to,
Who they gonna hate, when they facing Satan’s face and fate becomes a taste that they can’t shake,
Not me nah, cause this the chemistry of the melody, the spirit of the rhyme, no longer inferior to those who stealing our dimes and nick’s,
You know this is true, now tell me is this you, what would you do if you had a voice that could get you heard,
But the majority of the people were scared to hear your words, would you say it or would you let it go,
When you figure it out let me know
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

There’s a war going on outside you aint safe from,
Wish I could save you with a snare and a bass drum,
Wish you could see in the place where your mind connect with your soul,
Your answers written in bold,
And yet children killing grown men,
Women getting blown up,
And we still try to say that they lucky that we showed up,
From the donut that the pigs eat,
To Barrack getting his feet,
Wet in the mix of it, let um convince the kids they fixing shit,
When the gist of it aint really what you see,
Until the truth reins down we chant,
Freedom aint free

Johnny’s trapped, helpless, can’t find a way out, he’s losing his mind, he’s, he’s, oh shit
Johnny got a pistol strapped to his leg,
Johnny saw a missile passing his head,
Johnny got a fistful of words that he never said,
And now he’s wishing he did,
Johnny used to dream of this shit as a kid,
Daddy was a solider, till he came home,
Daddy’s never sober, daddy didn’t know the,
Weight of the world would rest on his shoulders,
Johnny’s got a son now,
What’s it going to take for Johnny to put the gun down?
Wraps himself in a flag, just to fall asleep,
Just to convince himself it aint all a scheme,
Johnny didn’t know Uncle Sam didn’t care,
Standing there, in the middle of a trap,
With shit in his hair and a target on his back,
Sack packed like a pack rat stuck with the fact that,
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,
Freedom aint free
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,
Freedom aint free
Johnny came home, he caught a flight,
Johnny got hurt, he’s not alright,
To his friends and his family,
Johnny came home, Johnny got home, Johnny made it home,
Johnny feels alone, he wrote a poem,
To fight is to live, to die is to breathe,
To lie is to try to deceive your beliefs,
Inside of the grief, inside of the pain,
Wrong side of the sun same side as the rain,
I cry from the shame, tears are a symptom,
Of things that I’ve seen,
They speak and I listen,
To no avail,
Mother weeps while son sleeps in the dirt,
Rest in peace,
Keep to myself as I dream of this hell,
Limbless I begin this journey,
To love myself
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,
Freedom aint free
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,
Freedom aint free
Johnny lives alone, with a bottle of whiskey,
Johnny didn’t know, it was so risky,
Johnny lost his home, Johnny you got to go,
I’m sorry man there’s nothing we can do,
He bit off more than he could chew,
Now he roams the streets with a sign,
Help please, I need work, I need love,
I need reassurance that losing my legs was worth it,
Cause in the direction I’ve headed I’m not a better person,
I’m not moving anywhere other than down this black hole,
I used to have it all, I used to have goals,
Now I roam through this zone alone,
Johnny got a pistol pressed to his head,
Johnny got a fistful of shit that he never said,
But goodbye might suffice,
Did as he had a hundred times before and took a life
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,
Freedom aint free
Wars are not a vice,
Tours are not alike,
Endures another night,
Of course he’s got to fight,
Just to breathe, to be, to see,
That freedom aint free,

I went to school in a meth lab,
I had tests that came back positive for vitamin F that,
Effects bad, kicking and screaming,
Blessed by a priest with toilet water,
He said I’d be afflicted with demons and here I am,
The living reason why they invented the police department,
Each deceased disease in me decreased the parts of my brain that eagerly decay and tell me I’m okay, but look at me, what the hell could I say,
I had a visit with cupid,
Took his stupid little blueprint and pooped in it,
Threw him in it, who you kidding,
I’m through with women, who are one way for a couple of months,
Then some day they change and rearrange the way they want to control you,
Console who? Sorry honey I’m a lost cause,
Crashed my vehicle into the pharmacy like,
Bitch don’t tell me I aint got bars,
A manic with panic attacks, addicted to Xanax and crack,
Kicking a fan in the ass, sicker than having a bad day,
And pissing liquor in the sink,
Don’t tell me I can’t drink man,
I’m rip van wink in a pink van headed to the think tank, better hope my ink pays,
Better then confetti with Freddy the melody is ready,
Petty betty steady catching felonies, plenty pennies barely show through,
Merci bocu, no way to access what this flow may do,
Long way from the best but I always do,
Whatever the fuck I can,
Whenever the fuck I can,
I’m a cats vans bags fan,
Fat fiend mad man

All the ladies in the place just dance to this get entranced to this grab your pants and just, ha-ha
And to my baby girl, you beautiful, I love you,
This is complex, crawdad checking in, let’s go, yeah
It go one for the girl getting drunk at the bar trying to pull a fast one and fuck a rap star,
One for the little man in the front row, who just doesn’t know he’s about to fuck a ohh,
And I didn’t mean to say that, the music just moved me,
Been proved sense way back, you aint got shit on my girl,
Rather pass you to the next John then let you shit on my world,
Common
All the ladies in the place let me see your hands,
If you a good girl, then grab your man,
If you a bad girl, then get your act straight,
Hurt people hurt people, it’s a fact
All the ladies in the place let me see your hands,
If you a good girl, then grab your man,
If you a bad girl, then get your act straight,
Hurt people hurt people, it’s a fact
It go one for the little girl who couldn’t make her mind up,
Got hurt by her first and she still trying to find the,
Cure for the pain I’m a bird in the rain, I’m a stain on a white tee,
Aim to change the game then fade away,
Razor blade to face to face the facts,
Embrace the pace I’m past the masturbate to make them pass the gravy,
Ask the bass the case is cracked, it fades to shades of black and navy,
Maybe that could break the back of cats that can’t adapt,
Or change the fact they rage attached to days they played these dames brains like a game of craps,
And I’m really glad that I aint um, fangs brang um to they last arrangements,
Past the pages where they mascaraed, and they have to hate it,
Cats cant contain it, it’s the truth and you can’t change it
All the ladies in the place let me see your hands,
If you a good girl, then grab your man,
If you a bad girl, then get your act straight,
Hurt people hurt people, it’s a fact
All the ladies in the place let me see your hands,
If you a good girl, then grab your man,
If you a bad girl, then get your act straight,
Hurt people hurt people, it’s a fact

Did my time among the creeps
Did my time among the thieves
Did my time among the scores
Did my time among the whores
Did my time among the blessed
Walked among the living dead
Searching up and down this world
Doing things you've never heard
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain
Did my time among the lost
Paying such a heavy cost
Did my time among the cruel
Laying with the broken fools
Did my time among the slaves
Walked around their waiting graves
Did my time among the lies
Watching as they slowly die
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain
Did my time among the strong
Some are here and some are gone
Did my time among the cursed
Praying that my brain would burst
Did my time among the slaves
Walked upon their living graves
Did my time among the lies
Watching as they slowly die
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my...
Down in the belly of the beast I lie
All I save is my pain
All I save
All I save
All I save

Lyrics:
"I took my baby on a stroll around the
ATMOSPHERE, she fell in love with a SLUG that
locked her up in a CAGE, it's safe to say it's ONE
BE LO on that BINARY STAR where she's kept
now days, so ACEYALONE and lonely, but she
MOS DEF gonna grab that TECH N9NE and
phone the homies, she an UNKNOWN
PROPHET, got a group of SWOLLEN MEMBERS,
let's see, she kick back with a KOOL cat named
KEITH, a couple nuns and a KILLAH PRIEST,
actin like she got that IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE,
she got three sisters, JEAN, GRAE, LUCY, and a
BROTHER named ALI, they like to fight and
drink JD, those my DIALATED PEOPLES, they
TONEDEF with ILLOGIC, but they still on some
evil, before me, she was with some dude who
just got out of CHINO, XL around the neck, but
the sex was sloppy, prolly no libido, when I met
her I weaseled my way into her home and laid
out a BLUEPRINT for our lives together so she
never GRIEVES alone, oh how LUCKYIAM that it
happened in this stunning sequence, I always
knew her and I were CUNNING LYNGUISTS, but
the way we fight is too blessed, too messed,
2MEXed to keep the issues down under, but
when we do smack thighs like thunder, we call
the finished product the 9TH WONDER of the
world, my girl's a LIVING LEGEND, around the
block they call her GURU, cause she convinced
a whole ARMY OF PHARAOHS to leave a PREZ
DEAD, who knew, and she wasn't used to my
MAC, LETHAL from the start, but I AESOP
ROCKed and rolled my way into that heart,
labeled CLASSIFIED, but I don't read BRAILLE
so I felt passion in the arch, and I mastered the
damn art of SHAPE SHIFTING the plastic little
parts into SAGE that we burn, FRANCIS in a jar,
that I keep in a box under the bar, that I only
take out when there's a drout and a BLACK
STAR, cause I know that means my baby's
prolly on it weeping, let's B-REAL, she's a
GROUCH on the weekends, reads the book of
ELIGH and there's clout when she's speaking,
but doubtfully seeking validation in too many
places, I call her HIP HOP for short, and she's
my ace man."

U G L Y you aint got no alibi you fucked me yeah yeah you fucked me
One more time say it with me now
U G L Y you aint got no alibi you fucked me yeah yeah you fucked me
And you probably shouldn’t have done that

Right now’s about that time where I point a finger to the sky,
I stay up late nights and myself why do women have to be so beautiful?
Baby you to die for, I guess I’ll see you at the funeral, huh,
And this is musical bliss,
There’s not a pharmacist in the world that could provide a pill,
That would provide a thrill for a real emcee to kill a mic anything quite like this,
I’ve taken so much Prozac in my life kid,
This should probably be a happy flow,
Got a taste of the roots, plus yall smoke trees,
Lets not get sappy though,
My heart is as big as a bridge on a handicapped mans patio,
My art is as sick as beating Mr. King with a night stick,
And as hard you thinking it is, there’s a part of you that likes this,
It’s in your likeness,
Check it out man,
Humility is an eight letter word,
I can do a lot with eight letters,
I can be terrible I can be gruesome I can be bearable I can be truthful,
But it’s only useful if I spit tight shit,
They told me I’m only as good as my word,

gonna fun until i run, until i run right out of gas man. gonna spit on everything until my mouth is as dry as sand. i know exactly what you know about all the reasons. you know, i know the answers. i just dont know what to do, what to do. so i do most anything to avoid a head-on confrontation with the guy who looks at me and points out all i havent done. i say "fuck you, you dont have to tell me exactlyy where im at. you know, i know the answer. but that dont help me know what to do, what to do." maybe i'll shave my head and hang out in the airport 'till i drop dead. or be a social butterfly and find fame, know all the fat cats by their first name. gotta do it now. i need a brain storm. gotta be the early bird and get that stinking worm. but who wants a worm? i dont eat worms. i hate worms! i need somebody who can find a wayy out of a sticky situation. someone who can take a piece of me and turn it into gold. could that someone be you, and does that even matter? maybe i dont know the answer. i sure as shit dont know what to do, what to do. and so im gonna run, until i run, until i run right out of gas.

I remember back in the day when all that really mattered was what you would say the intelligence in your speech,
What you going to do to get to where you want to be,
Common now and breathe with the ology,
That’s one part me, one part dude in the back on the one’s and the two’s,
Who would have knew that we’d move through the bullshit to come out with dignity,
Truth is you win some you lose some, at times it takes a moment for the mind’s eye to catch sight of the things that suffocate you,
But believe me I can relate too,
Don’t you let um get you, music is the refuge, speak no, hear no, see no evil, we’ve come here to bless you,
Don’t you let um get you, music is the refuge, speak no, hear no, see no evil, we’ve come here to bless you,
In the last twelve months I’m lucky I ‘aint lost my mind, I’ve crossed some lines of course I’m fine,
I learned what you give is what you get in exchange and in return everybody ‘aint the same,
They change, they grow, they go, they know, they don’t, they won’t, let go, so,
I consider this my option B to bless these beats and toss um free,
I’m at a loss to hear this, and think that’s my shit,
For reals yall, it’s the kindness in the silence, the kisses in the dark,
The vivid little parts that bring the art to life,
When hearts get sliced at the end of the day,
Put on this song it will all wash away,
There’s only one thing that can be promised,
In order to break from the cage you must be honest
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

Welcome to the spin cycle, when’s Michael gonna get his shit straight,
He been up for six days, now he got a shit face,
Now we gotta explain why he’s acting this way,
Sleeping with a switch blade, dreaming of a big change,
Never gonna come, dismay to the mother who just wants her son,
To get grey out his sky before the rain comes,
And this the same one, the one who says he loves her,
The child and the brother, the smile’s just another,
Tactic, but the fact is, she gon hold her breath,
Till he’s face up in a casket

You get a line I'll get a pole, honey
You get a line I'll get a pole, babe
You get a line I'll get a pole
And we'll go down to that crawdad hole
Honey, oh baby mine.
Get up now you slept to late, honey
Get up now you slept to late, babe
Get up now you slept to late
The crawdad man done past your gate
Honey, oh baby mine
What you gonna do when the lake runs dry, honey
What you gonna do when the lake runs dry, babe
What you gonna do when the lake run dry
Sit and watch those crawdads fly
Honey, baby mine.
You get a line I'll get a pole, honey
You get a line I'll get a pole, babe
You get a line I'll get a pole
And we'll go down to that crawdad hole
Honey, oh baby mine
Honey, oh baby mine
Honey, oh baby mine

Look at her now, handcuffed to the park bench, watching us tear down trees and build apartments,
We think she’s heartless, but we neglected to eat the ripe fruit from the harvest,
Millions of lives she’s taken, not for granted, but the two can’t co-exist on the planet,
We take her face, rape it and build a city, and she fights back and feels the pity,
She’s an artist, an innovator, spent her recent years trying to take back the sin that we’ve made her,
But her skin is sensitive and we’ve been a razor, removing her limbs is against her nature,
Her screams are hurricanes, pleas and cries are tornados,
We ignore the obvious signs, assume she’s okay with our race though, we shape her like play dough,
She fights, but most nights she bites down, takes those bumps and bruises we give her like a man,
We on a mission to kill her yet she sticks out her hand, and offers help,
We too preoccupied, all for self and none for her, won’t happen with this song, nah,
Cause we still the jigsaw, look at it now and tell me this shit’s wrong,
Now she’s sick can’t help herself and we’ve manipulated well, stuck her in this jaded cell and forced her just to fend for self,
You don’t get it, she don’t want to do this, she’d gladly be a teacher if we’d be the student,
She’s got years on us, in the millions, yet we’ve become corrupt in her eyes,
From guests to civilians,
(attention children class has been canceled),
Law enforcement have got their hands full, she decided to jump on the piano and play the blues,
Volcanos melt down a poor man’s shoes, women and children fall through cracks in the earth,
We’ve attacked her since birth, the worst we could do has already been done,
Yo momma, that’s a big sun, I know son, please stay away,
Her bark and her bite pierce our skulls like razor blades,
As we fade away we realize that we shaped our fate,
Bodies line the streets, skin dry as grapes, she left a message in the clouds,
It’s too smoky to see through the wreckage of this town,
What a perfect demonstration of a lost cause, yo, yo, yo who’s got gauze,
Homie over here is bleeding, plus he’s covered in the ceiling, I got a feeling time’s not healing what we’re dealing with, man this is real as shit, I knew she wasn’t feeling,
And we wondering if she got more, a ball of flames, falls from the sky and hits a garage door,
We fought more for a lost war than we ever did for her health,
Little boy kisses her cheek, bids his life farewell, follows the light to hell
© 2013 Crawdad/Crawford

Yeah,
We was dancing on the beat like phantoms in our sneaks,
Hanker chief to wipe it, sadness couldn’t fight it,
Sandman’s like a viper, who sweeps up to tilt the hour glass,
Before she had a minute to fight the,
Cancer in her beat, yeah Hansel’s will is weak cause he gave up on Greddle,
To escape she had to make nice with the devil,
She can recall all the kettles and pots, pinpoint the pain,
To the very last spot where she seen him,
Swallowed her way down to Phoenix, hopped on the bus man,
Hallow be the reason, followed all the trees in line to the next stop,
She doesn’t get off, just keeps drilling away at that greyhound,
CA state bound, new life is what she’s thinking,
You got to break ground to build,
She got to break down to full the void that he left but she still
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could swim in the sea,
But you can’t stop the waves,
You can’t stop the waves,
Nah not today
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could swim in the sea,
But you can’t stop the waves,
You can’t stop the waves,
Nah not today
Painters use a canvas and poets like to paint words,
She reads the decorations,
She got half way to heaven, then they had to stop and let in,
A few more people,
Take a peep through the peep hole of the ego to see all the pieces of evil,
Needle made of cheap gold, searching through a hay stack,
For faint facts to justify the take back,
Man this is how you shape that,
Stop coming up soon,
Hops up the bus moves,
She never gets off, it never really stopped,
She never really learned,
It’s not about the ride,
It’s all about the time when you find what’s inside,
Yeah,
Go on and swim to the edge of the world where your mind might collide with the fianite design that’s kept you alive, and when you get to that edge, ask yourself,
What you gonna do, jump or dive?
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could swim in the sea,
But you can’t stop the waves,
You can’t stop the waves,
Nah not today
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could swim in the sea,
But you can’t stop the waves,
You can’t stop the waves,
Nah not today
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could thank me
Caught in a shark tank,
Trying to break free,
You trying to get bit,
Man you could thank me

"I thought you would have got my point from the last shard,
I'm not that far from being a rap star,
you breathing down my neck, showing that scar,
I need some space to breathe, a place to be, without you chasing me,
tellin' me how thangs should be?
Please, I'd walk a mile in your boots if I wanted to see jelousy,
everything I do's another excuse for you to hate me,
how'd it get this way,
how'd I let you shake me,
like,
la la la la la la la
What you sing when you sittin in your car,
wishin' on the stars, twisted mission from afar,
that's what you see in me, nobody could give you what you need,
the heart is badly wounded, left to me I'd let it bleed,
set me free so you could see for centuries there's never been a remedy,
blindfolded tugging the abscense of hope,
hoping somehow you're chaning me?
no, there's no hope,
(CHORUS)
Lost, Confused, Broken, Bruised, Scattered amungst the tokens and choking, nothin' left to loose
uh nothin' left to loose
(2nd Verse)
She rock G ass socks,
with a clean ass clock,
with a mean ass smock,
whip cream, that's hot,
huh, and I keep dreaming of you,
seeing mising peices, keys, your heavenly features,
why the fuck's your phone off? You know I'm tryin' to reach ya,
and you never texted me back, what you playin' games?
That'll be the dumbest decision your smart ass ever made,
got you stuck in my gaze, tuckin' your face, up up n away,
like,
la da da da da da da
yeah, she keeps singing the song,
now the salt water drips to her chest,
and a sacrifice of flesh is truly all that's left in her mind,
stick the razor to the edge of her wrist,
I'm not responsible for this,
I'm still stuck on the drawing board tryin' to make the peices fit,
searchin' for the secret gift that I can unwrap and give to all my weaknessess
(CHORUS)
Lost, Confused, Broken, Bruised, Scattered amungst the tokens and choking nothin' left to loose,
uh nothin' left to loose
(3rd Verse)
You don't know me that well,
I've seen hell if you can't tell,
fell into a giant hole, all around there was evil sprayin, on top of that, I pictured you sayin',
baby I love you,
baby I need you,
no you don't, take a dive into this see of sharks and dissappear boo,
I hear you, but when I'm near you I can't get a clear view,
plus the rear view is empty,
and I think I'm here too,
la da da da da da da,
I hear the wretched voice from a mile away,
so disguisting to my mind,
yet soothing my soul at the same - time,
coul never be as precious,
as the feeling you and I once felt together,
but the feeling is gone,
I guess that's why I'm feeling this song,
so so long, farwell, Have a great dive to hell"
(CHORUS x2)

It’s the music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, seducing lucid groupies steady stupid as we do it,
Provin we the truest,
Bout to wiggity wiggity wig out,
Dig out my excess baggage,
Start folding my dirty laundry, get a cig out and prac-tice,
Let’s get back to the basics,
Rap entertainment,
Slap in the faces,
Need yall, to nod your head so hard I can’t see where your face is,
Fall into my bed so hard I see more stars then Vegas,
It goes one, and a one and a two
And a one two three four, you want more?
I cold do this for hours,
My heart is a big apple call my art the twin towers,
If airplanes are shooting starts,
My bar’s a, meteor shower,
You seen it in cowards, but cower over the idea,
Of bein empowered,
By abilities beyond your wildest dreams,
A childish dream I turned into reality,
Picture perfect it seems,
Just, follow me, do what I do,
Put yo hands in the air if you aint got shit to loose,
And, improvement, is a must,
Come take my hand baby before I jump in front of the bus,
And bust out with a whole new list of “Rap Jargon”,
It’s your fault for getting that one started,
I got the wall of China in front of my heart cause I’m smart and stupid,
They say I’m the pick of the litter,
So quick kid consider if,
Spitting your lickerish rap is worth the quickest attack,
You’ve ever witnessed, indicative to the sickest, in fact,
We kickin it back for that, music,
Ma, ma, ma, ma, ma, ma,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Coolest thang that I ever did,
Was find out I could never grow out of being a kid,
So I’m treatin this gift like my god damn jungle gym,
You want a stab at it? go ahead man jump on in,
Muse, muse, ma, music,
Movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
I’m the truest that I’ve ever seen,
Pour my heart into this shit and get paid to watch it bleed,
Bump – bump, ba bump – bump,
Please don’t, underestimate the caliber of my flowetry,
Cause in the big picture it’s all how it’s supposed to be,
This is music,
Movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
And it can’t stop, and ya don’t stop, and it wont stop,
I see a quick thought could turn your life around,
But sound is hard to decipher when it’s muzzled by the ground,
So that’s right, homie be proud,
Do me a favor and guzzle another one down for that,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, movin n movin n movin n movin ta,
Music, Sick sick for that music
Now I lost my soul a long time ago,
Ya help me rewind and find it I’d be glad to let you go
I said I lost my soul a long time ago,
Ya help me rewind and find it I’d be glad to let it go
I said I lost my soul a long time ago,
Ya help me rewind and find it baby I’ll let you go

They don’t know,
They won’t see,
They won’t change,
They won’t be,
They won’t love,
They won’t go,
They won’t touch,
So they don’t know,
How much it takes for me to stay awake,
Dodging the poisonous darts you throw with your face,
I try to avoid the dark but it’s hard,
When you let go of me like rose pedals in the front yard,
One card, we play till we pass out,
Used to be my ace, now I’m feeling assed out,
So I back out the front porch,
While you reconsider what you really want more,
Me? Nah, I got a knack at leaving you breathless,
Bringing out the smiles that the angels eat for breakfast,
You deadest on watching me step,
Across a bed of coals just to see which arguments next,
Stress don’t leave when you’re next to me,
I’m my kinder side, you’ve got the best of me,
So let’s act like we don’t care,
There’s a moonlit path outside,
We should go there,
And make the clouds part,
I’ll grab you by the wings and you can guide me through the wild part,
Then that smile starts to speak,
Telling me why it’s been gone for weeks,
If it was all on me,
We’d get together right now,
Debate our different lifestyles,
And this is how it might sound,
They don’t know,
They won’t see,
They won’t change,
They won’t be,
They won’t love,
They won’t go,
They won’t touch,
So they don’t know,
What it’s like to wake up to a princess,
Eyes like a lighter, you spark my interest,
We invest too much to be selective,
Ingest solitude then redefine my objective,
Cause that necklace really makes me want to choke you,
Kill all the demons that grab your soul and hold you,
If I could mold you to just my shape,
I’d change absolutely nothing,
Mm that’s great,
Now that we got it all out on the table,
Come here baby girl I want to fuck with your halo,
Grab you by the hips and settle the score,

Lyrics:
"I took my baby on a stroll around the
ATMOSPHERE, she fell in love with a SLUG that
locked her up in a CAGE, it's safe to say it's ONE
BE LO on that BINARY STAR where she's kept
now days, so ACEYALONE and lonely, but she
MOS DEF gonna grab that TECH N9NE and
phone the homies, she an UNKNOWN
PROPHET, got a group of SWOLLEN MEMBERS,
let's see, she kick back with a KOOL cat named
KEITH, a couple nuns and a KILLAH PRIEST,
actin like she got that IMMORTAL TECHNIQUE,
she got three sisters, JEAN, GRAE, LUCY, and a
BROTHER named ALI, they like to fight and
drink JD, those my DIALATED PEOPLES, they
TONEDEF with ILLOGIC, but they still on some
evil, before me, she was with some dude who
just got out of CHINO, XL around the neck, but
the sex was sloppy, prolly no libido, when I met
her I weaseled my way into her home and laid
out a BLUEPRINT for our lives together so she
never GRIEVES alone, oh how LUCKYIAM that it
happened in this stunning sequence, I always
knew her and I were CUNNING LYNGUISTS, but
the way we fight is too blessed, too messed,
2MEXed to keep the issues down under, but
when we do smack thighs like thunder, we call
the finished product the 9TH WONDER of the
world, my girl's a LIVING LEGEND, around the
block they call her GURU, cause she convinced
a whole ARMY OF PHARAOHS to leave a PREZ
DEAD, who knew, and she wasn't used to my
MAC, LETHAL from the start, but I AESOP
ROCKed and rolled my way into that heart,
labeled CLASSIFIED, but I don't read BRAILLE
so I felt passion in the arch, and I mastered the
damn art of SHAPE SHIFTING the plastic little
parts into SAGE that we burn, FRANCIS in a jar,
that I keep in a box under the bar, that I only
take out when there's a drout and a BLACK
STAR, cause I know that means my baby's
prolly on it weeping, let's B-REAL, she's a
GROUCH on the weekends, reads the book of
ELIGH and there's clout when she's speaking,
but doubtfully seeking validation in too many
places, I call her HIP HOP for short, and she's
my ace man."

Desperate to enter this well infested center of the storm,
La vie en rose, yo here come the thorns,
Above my head she seen horns growing,
Use these metaphors to prevent um from showing more,
Poor flavor of course, my court papers say that I was born with a poor taste for remorse,
Relate to the course of shame,
Abort the game until my courts are claimed, cause I can’t afford to hang,
Pour my pain in a glass till I suck it dry,
We support you, man what a fucking lie,
Something nice to say is overdue,
But impossible right now,
So I obey the golden rule,
Lost inside the old days,
Tripping on that cocaine,
Living for that slow pain,
That’s no way to go mayne,
So I stop and, reevaluate the whole thing,
Like intravenous cocaine use I blow brains,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
Picture me alone in the desert with a microphone,
Doing the rain dance in a lighting storm,
Story of my life,
I might just form my own bill of rights,
Like forgive those who hurt you,
Above the clouds, I got infected with that bird flu,
Had to amputate my wings, give me prosthetic holiness,
You could hear it when I sing,
If only this was my fist to the sky,
The blisters arise, as I sit and I cry,
Pissed with a five fingered device I use to hit what I despise,
Destroyed my reflection on the first try,
But I wished it survived,
Can’t you see,
They trap you,
You need to,
Escape while you can dude,
Before they market on streets,
Ways to remove the mark of the beast,
And you too far to retreat,
Saying,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
Alright, stop,
When I was young I used to act a fool,
Ditching school and smoking weed,
I thought my ass was cool,
Till I became the new kid several separate times,
I’d rely on this music to get my mind at ease,
Just another reason for me to get in the booth and blast off,
Dude I rap my ass off,
Cast off and suck the ocean through my last straw,
Cut the fucking mast off and still have brass balls big enough,
To face the most treacherous seas,
Infectious with frees,
Heavily squeezed between a rock and a hard spot,
My parts not as easy to see as what you did,
So I play the misfortune game and hang with cupid,
She love the way I fly,
Love the way I roll,
Love the way my life,
Gets out of control,
Cause I can’t seem to manage anything but miss music,
Pointing her finger at me like,
Damn this kid’s stupid,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
I’m a desperado, baby don’t follow me,
I’ve got a lot of problems as you can see,
And usually, they too hard to swallow,
Self-destructive when I hit that bottle,
To all my desperados out there,
Wrecked with the wreckage of your presence,
Just remember,

"Yo watch me flip it, your style’s quite vindictive,
I hop on bikes of rhythm and brake through ribbons,
A gold medal winnin,
Bright light bulb above the head leading the way type of grind,
Obsessed with women,
Hop a little pop and a pop to a skip,
Drip to the drop with a hop and a hip,
Stopping the whip as I slow down,
Go ahead ask who it is,
Just a little man from the CA,
Caught up in a bind tryin to find some lee way,
Just the way she sway in and out of these moods,
She’s on and off more than the vacancy sign outside my tomb,
Stone cold, huh,
And it’s just about that time,
If you aint got unconditional love,
Step up ya grind, check our your timing,
Cloudy day but I see the silver lining,
I could decorate my poetry, poetry, my poetry,
I could decorate my poetry in ways you never seen before,
I could decorate my flowetry, flowetry, my flowetry,
I could decorate my flowetry in ways you never ever seen,
Huh, go ahead shit all over my scenario,
Jump over to bump it as I hump to my stereo,
Crump to my fairly low class ego,
And revise every statement that my throat throws up,
C-O-D-Y until my dying day,
Say, say, say, how do they do what they do?
And do it so well?
But it do what it does, and it aint what it is,
If you couldn’t tell baby girl I think I’m on my happy hump,
Camel lights across the seas, ends change,
But I be where I be,
So what I see is freedom, a 3D brain,
Same game, game same,
Game hate the way that I came at this thang,
It’ll swallow ya soul whole if you cant maintain,
Go head,
I could decorate my poetry, poetry, my poetry,
I could decorate my poetry in ways you never seen before,
I could decorate my flowetry, flowetry, my flowetry,
I could decorate my flowetry in ways you never ever seen
Lost inside this world I see,
You make me wanna kill myself,
Dive in the sky and drown in the clouds,
Never find my way out,
Huh, what the fuck is he rappin about,
Mind in the clouds anytime that he out and about,
So, follow me now as I stumble down this path again,
I’ll ask for help after all the walls come crashin in,
Oh no, she did it, reminded me of my past again,
You got a glass? Smash it then,
They all gasp when askin him,
Questions about the magic happenin,
Fuck everybody,
Only reason I’m happy is because I fell in love with rap again,
I could decorate my poetry, poetry, my poetry,
I could decorate my poetry in ways you never seen before,
I could decorate my flowetry, flowetry, my flowetry,
I could decorate my flowetry in ways you never ever seen"