"Time... Time... What is it? "
[Chorus:]
"Time... "
People wait for it others hate all of it and many waste all of it
Time. I need to know, "what is it"
And when it's yours what will you do?
"Time... "
Don't lose track of it
Let it pass you, kid
Or you'll find out what's after it
"Time." I need to know "what is it"
Cause mine might be long overdue.
[Verse 1:]
Spare a minute of your time to sit and listen to a rhyme
About decisions in your life that you choose
There's this kid, they call him Byron and he misplaces his lighter
And his bills are past due so he's screwed
No ambition left to find, he sleeps until it's five
Feeds his body mad brew and fast food
Gets back too late to say hi to dad, so one day father gets mad
And tells him what to do, he's gotta move
Now he's confused, walking down the street without any shoes
And he's starting to look more skinny too
What more can he do?
He's clueless begging quarters for food
But he's content cause that's all he's gotta do, what a fool
He should have kept better track of minutes and dollars he used
Then he could probably do whatever he wanted to
But he acts like he's trapped right where he is and he can't fight
Destined to live a bad life but do you believe that?
Cause many don't, including his dad
Who finds him in the back of a restaurant rooting through trash
He scoops him up fast and shoots him back to the pad for brunch
Prefaces his lesson with, "I'll only tell you once
What I'm gonna tell you now. Don't no one around
Give a fuck about your luck they just don't want you in their town.
Time waits for no man." Byron replied then
"That might be true but every man woman and child waits for-"
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Second story's about an attorney who's on a journey
To feed his wife and child that was born prematurely
Tis the season to worry like always
For no reason cause everything due is all paid
But can't let a song play without some interjection
Becoming restless when they're running late and had nothing for breakfast
An hour late to meet the parents the mother could no longer remain calm
But just who do you place the blame on?
The same song reloops and they never stop and listen
Feeling like each day doesn't have enough hours in it
But at any given they're dealing with million dollar digits
If that's how I was living do you think I would complain? No.
But back to the show with me
A rough day at court quickly turned to getting more tipsy than Nicole Richie
Rolling swiftly after boozing and cruising on purpose
Ended with the Sheriff asking "Do you have proof of insurance? "
The answer was yes, but then he breathed a flammable breath
And the officer saw his new passenger sweat...
"What happens next? " Wait. Look at his license. His name is Byron
Looks like he took some advice and didn't like it
And would almost rather be back with no food on the street
Now look and see cause Byron lives in both you and me
Trusted judges among us, even brothers who lie
[Witchdoctor:]
(SOS, SOS, this is Witchdoctor. Tell the captain to send a rescue chopper
My partner down, this desert ain't for me - Send a few bodybags)
[Chorus: x2]
Momma, I'm ready to come home, where I belong
Cause the desert is a warzone
Momma, I'm ready to sit at the table and eat
If I'm a die, I'd rather die in these dirty streets
[Verse 1: Witchdoctor]
My mentality is similar to a soldier's behavior
My brother did six months in a desert in Saudi Arabia
Nobody anticipated this war bein long-lastin
Too many soldiers get killed, they gon start draftin
In the streets, you need some loyalists on your team
And in the desert, you need a vest and an M16
In a war, you got the enemy tryin to pill you
But in the streets of Atlanta, you can get killed too
I feel you, bullets make you lay down like a mattress
Fuck a canteen, I'm a bite this cactus
I'm sweatin, ceiled mirage and water in a well
But I'm duckin from shrapnels and mortar shells
Run out a bank, surprised at dye-pack
Run out your foxhole, you can die in Iraq
Bush called the war and now the guns forever clappin
When I signed up for the Army, I didn't know this was gon happen
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2: SOS - joins end of chorus]
Than in the desert, dry lands
Holdin metal, dreadin Iran
Soldiers and generals are dyin fast
In the desert, you can hear them cry for momma
Back home they say to 'support the troops' but don't send em no armor
Like 'so long, goner.' talking to us like we're his young daughter
Like we don't know the difference between Saddam and Osama
One of em just can't be found
The other one they beat him once and they kicked him while he was down
Gah! I just don't believe this, please just, don't cry when you read this
But I feel like I'm much closer to Jesus
Than he is, and I don't agree with what they say
Killing people for peace like there isn't a better way
Ey! Isn't there, isn't there? They tell me not at all
They just a lotta talk, dropping bombs - Shock and Awe
But as long as we're strong we can all survive it
Praying for peace in the desert cause I'm tired of fighting
[Chorus, sung]
we don't always live in harmony (no we don't)
and often there are times we are enemies (uh huh, uh
huh)
fight with you
fight with me (all the time)
tryin to get the balance (tryin to get that balance
right)
(that's right)
(that's right)
[Verse 1]
this is for the listener that wants somethin more
the lovers, the haters, the fans, the fighters of wars
and those that hope for a future similar to before
cause this present's gotta be taken back to the store
so start packin, cause we're goin back on the raod
again
and nobody ever knows when it ends
but when it does you can say you tried to achieve
a balance between the most beautiful things
and the worst ones
cause when it gets bad the hurt comes
and makes you wanna crawl into a hearse and be done wit
but i figured thats pretty dumb isn't it?
i'd rather go out with a bang like tony yellin 'come
get it'
cause life's a baton you take it and you run with it
but not everybody's gonna let another one win it
and so you fight and you fight, tryin to get the
balance right
from the start until the end of your life
[Chorus, sung]
we don't always live in harmony (no we don't)
and often there are times we are enemies (uh huh, uh
huh)
fight with you
fight with me (all the time)
tryin to get the balance (tryin to get that balance
right)
(that's right)
(that's right)
[Verse 2]
love and hate now there's a thin line if i ever saw one
thats why lovers usually hate each other when its all
done
and emotions get intertwined when people get placed up
on a pedastool, and you fight over somethin miniscule
like a drunk president ready to go to war
over a dilema that most would consider sorta small
now if you think about it that aint really smart at all
especially when theres a little baby girl involved
and this was the case with david and heather
everyone thought they'd be together forever, however,
they confused love with lust
he should have known, she first said it when she
happened to bust, plus
she shot her own foot to catch an honorable discharge
and she tried to say it was his fault
but they must, try to find a balance
because this is the only way they can be parents
[Chorus, sung]
we don't always live in harmony (no we don't)
and often there are times we are enemies (uh huh, uh
huh)
fight with you
fight with me (all the time)
tryin to get the balance (tryin to get that balance
right)
(that's right)
(that's right)
[Verse 3]
yo, grab ahold of your britches, wake up and notice the
sickness
we need the balance to survive, at the moment its
shiftin
and i dont know how to fix it, i just know how to
listen
meet me halfway til i start goin the distance
and if the main road is congested, then imma form a
detour
try to find new places i never seen before
as a child i climbed trees more,
now as a man i wanna be higher than the supreme court
but it would mean more just to have an even balance,
i know it seems hard, but need to be better at it
cause even these stars ??? ??? need a balance
so do we, god, its gettin hard to ??? on this planet
an atmosphere lost i dont wanna see it happen
but it seems right around the corner like somebody
mapped it out
so when it's about time to reroute, time will be out
and i'll still try to balance it out
[Chorus, sung]
we don't always live in harmony (no we don't)
and often there are times we are enemies (uh huh, uh
huh)
fight with you
fight with me (all the time)
tryin to get the balance (tryin to get that balance
right)
(that's right)
Now that I’ve your un…
Divided attention I’m…
Gonna do something new
This is for all of you
This is for all the girls
Plus it’s for all the dudes
He can sing it for her
What I can do. Just say
chorus
I wanna take you so that I can save you
Whatever makes you wanna call on an angel (cos)
I wanna thank you for looking for so graceful
So let me just bring you to call God’s name (because)
verse 1
I just wanna greet you when I see you
When I want to touch it, damn, I want to squeeze you
When I meet you, well, I want to fuck you
And I don’t’ even know you, but that’ why I am on you
And I can see you going home, back to California
Cos, we can be neighbors or we can be partners
Our memory’s photographic no need to record this
No, I can never forget someone this gorgeous
Moments like this, I wish that I could just pause it
But since I can’t, let me applause it
I wanna stay on it longer than “Trapped in the Closet”
If looks can kill, then you’d be on “most wanted”
And I know you’re not an angel I can tell b/c of your
horn heads
But, good God you’re so heavenly fine
Exceptionally divine. You’re definitely a dime
And I gotta have it like Jessica with Rodger Rabbit
I’m an addict, and you are the shit, so let me bag it
verse 2
You’re sweet as a lollipop, but more juicy
And you’re more than a hootchie
I’ll be Ricky, you be my Lucy
Or I can be Ray-J, you can be Kimmy Kardashian
Spanking and pulling, while I’m stiff as a mannequin
My hand is in… your pants. Tongue is on your ear
You feel me breathing. I could see goosebumps appear
I’m so anxious, like Ginuwine
what I need to do is lick you up and down
until you’re overheated, but return the favor though,
Our hands fit perfect like our bodies were made to go
And now you moanin like you trying to let the neighbors
know
I’m digging deep for the G spot
Got the bed rocking like a cradle on a tree top
Making it hot. Doing what we fantasize
Dipping in between your thighs
as I look in your eyes
bottom lip nibbling, body sweat trickling
dick doing more than just tickling, hips quivering
t-minus 10, 9 , 8 ,7, 6, 5, 4
you finally can’t take it no more
three, two, one
faces are tense, eyes are closed, then
waterfallgasms crash like an explosion, BOOM
you lay on me and cuddle
say that feels better than your best toy. We chuckle
I crack my knuckle, go grab your belt buckle
Let’s jump in the show and start some more trouble
verse 3
Now we hugging the shower with the water running
I never saw this coming. Baby, tell me how you want it
Fingers on your stomache, rubbing body wash on your
body parts
While this song is on, thinking naughty thoughts
Feeling mighty hot, cos that’s how we are
Could we call it off, probably not
Cause we both know what we want, and we want it all
So lets commence. Let the after party start
I don’t see nothing wrong with a little vouyerism
If you find a grown man in a tizz no need to close the
window
then cause the noise is risen like your stereo
equipment
stroking at a rhythm more than 240 beats per minute
Running out of breath, rubbing on your breasts
So yes, is the praise that describes how we do it best
Till it ends and we collapse from the sex
[Chorus:]
"Let's go get stoned"
Everybody if you feel like smokin get up and say
"Let's go get stoned"
From the front to the back grab a sack roll it up and say
"Let's go get stoned"
I got five on it if you really wanna buy chronic, match me and
"Let's go get stoned"
Everybody if you feel like smoking that
[Verse 1:]
Mean, green, shit that make you feel like you livin inside a dream
It seems I can never smoke without ashin up on my jeans
As a teen, now I'm clean, in the spring, winter and everything in between
With a bottle of visine in my pants pocket, can't stop it
Never been the type to smoke and do a little trash talkin
But I've been known to smoke and drive all over the damn tropics
Cop another dime, spark it while I drive, foggin up my ride
Stoppin at the light just to get a shotgun from the side
I wanna get high, if you do too, say
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Chokealot, day that make you wanna choke a lot
Put it inside a bowl or cup a couple of dutches
Smoke too much of it and you'll probably see poke-a-dots
And I hope to god, that if you smoke some pot, you never try to approach a cop
Unless you know, that, you can keep your cool
Jitterbugs probably think it's cool, 'til you see them fall asleep in school
Bleachers too, teachers knew, I was lifted 'cause my seat was glued
To me 'cause I didn't think I could move, desk covered with ink and drool
Damn I need to eat some food, hamburgler, I forgot what I was saying earlier
Damn I'm lit, man I'm sick, I can't even understand this shit
Pass the spliff, yo I'm laughin so much that my motherfuckin pants just ripped
I don't know about you but if you ask me that's some pretty good cannibus
How can you sleep in these troubled times (I don’t
know)
How can you sleep in these troubled times
Ey yo, fuck it. I guess I can’t so I stand
up on my feet and try to relax drinking cans
of ??? that’s like drinking can-
cer in a container, but fuck it. What isn’t?
you’re already dying if your living
and I’m sinning, but I’m asking no one for forgiveness
because the people running the church is a crooked
politician
so I’m tripping, but not psychedelic more like
psychotic
because I’m sick of these psycho bitches in my pockets
what are my options other than to just sit and just
watch it?
have them take action and try to stop this, nonsense,
crying alert
and trying to feed, never thought I’d wake up to see
the mark of the beast, but I did now how can I sleep
I can’t even dream without even ??? ??? ???
To help with keep up with the concscience
And by that I mean awake,
cause now I’m feeling that sleeping was my biggest
mistake
but I don’t know
how can you sleep in these troubled times ( I wanna
sleep but I don’t wanna let my guard down)
how can you sleep in these troubled times (I can’t
sleep my gears are grinding too hard now)
how can you sleep in these troubled times (I never
sleep more than four hours at a time now)
how can you sleep in these troubled times ( I don’t
even wanna lie down, because if I do then lights out)
Super insomniac rolling up comiac??? Blunts in a
Pontiac
Like pardon me, honey, but where is your mommy at
Fighting for innocence. Trying to be militant
Even though at times I’m high and belligerent
Lighting a cigarette, not with tobacco in it
But don’t start acting strange and stuff
These ingredients ain’t as dangerous as angel dust
I promise you I’ve never been violent or psychotic,
dude
But at times I just might forget who I was talking to
But that’s the worst of it. At least I know what my
purpose is
I never swerve it??? If it was legalized I would
purchase it
Or perhaps that’s the deprivation and later when I
awaken
I can meditate over my statements, but fuck it
You need to know this. Every song recorded
Should reflect a moment in the life of the person that
wrote it
As well as the personality of those that support it
And if you disagree, may the cousin of death leave you
slaughtered
Because you’re sleeping
how can you sleep in these troubled times ( I wanna
sleep but I don’t wanna let my guard down)
how can you sleep in these troubled times (I can’t
sleep my gears are grinding too hard now)
how can you sleep in these troubled times (I never
sleep more than four hours at a time now)
how can you sleep in these troubled times ( I don’t
even wanna lie down, because if I do then lights out)
who can you turn to? (when you’re in a rut and uh)
who can you turn to? (when you’re fucked up and uh)
who can you turn to? (when you’re feeling stuck and ya)
who can you turn to? (feel like everything sucks. Tell
who can you turn to? (when you’re feeling stressed and
who can you turn to? (when you’re in a mess and ya keep
hearing)
peace and love are the only keys to gladness
yeah that’s what they say to me
so I go day to day trying to live patiently
pacing myself. Staying as safe as can be
walking with broken two wings
adapting, while time keeps changing degrees rapidly
you can tell by cracks in the streets
because its aging, but see
but amazingly not one agency
has concerns for saving things
except for maybe me and my people
who stay with me fighting courageously
haters who sleep major, but can’t take it from me
[Verse 1: Substantial]
Bring your crew if you're feeling them killing them with
This past super lyrical, spiritual shit
That bashes your physical to little bits
It's that simple you'll want a miracle quick
No one ask you to spit but you're yapping your lips
So I have to just smack you and that's what you get
So don't get me started. I get retarded
Only when shopping are you hitting Targets
I won't stop till maggots feel your carcass
With little or no effort I'm I'll regardless
Get bombarded with this hard shit
Only equal to a blow from God's fist
Oh my God it's so obnoxious
How I paint pain with words like an artist
Probably at home right now eating garbage
While my team's dining on greens and cod fish
Doing squat lifts getting brawlic
Giving pounds so hard that they tear cartilage
Some may think what I'm talking's a gimmick
Till they're cursed with a permanent limp wrist
That goes perfect with your purse and lipstick
Don't get murdered for perping on pimp shit
You deserve to get hurt with a thin shiv
And deserted while birds leave your skin ripped!
[Hook: x2]
Silly rappers think they really matter
In a trance so they can't hear the laughter
Get your mans bet them bamas get fractured
'Cause none of ya'll really want to get hammered and battered
[Verse 2: SOS]
Get braced for school. You too basic to come face my crew
Battle ya like Gallagher actin like your face is fruit
Movin to your ankles. True. This is my way of thanking you
For preparing me to make me wanna try shanking you
With a little bit of language juice, as I spit on your damaged shoes
Turnin this room into a tanning booth
Leaving everybody that we feel is unworthy cracked in two
That's what me and Substantial do to bad examples of
Hip Hop... Arms, legs, and heads, they all
Get chopped... Fingers and toes thrown in
Ziplocks as they drip drop...
Caning rappers like a Pimp shop...
With single whores in Singapore so forget props
Muthafucka you'll be lucky if you ever get shot
To put you out your Misery like Paul did Annie I'm your daddy
Call for Mammy 'cause my next target's your family
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3: Sub and SOS]
(Sub) Start weeping and balling the reaper is calling
These weaklings for speaking I'll beat them and maul them
(SOS) Crack your teeth and smash jaws and give ya momma breathing problems
When I call and tell her you're asleep 6 feet deep in her garden
(Sub) That's right stupid's now fertilizing her tulips
And lawn for trying 2 get it on when the kid was sweeter than cinnamon
(SOS) toast... crunching functions plus attacking joints
Won't... see 9-1-1 coming cause that's the point!
(Sub)Battering Men, Shattering limbs because we're badder than them
(SOS) Brain, splattering them, damaging them all with hammers and pins
(Sub) Die! You worthless serpent with no purpose
(SOS) Sorry weak amateur flirting with hospital curtains
(Sub) I'll put your once rowdy ass in a full body cast
(SOS) Hit your little punanny ass like a tsunami blast
(Sub) You shits call it quits like retired divorcees
(SOS) Pissing on you kids, this is how it is now cause you forced me
[Hook x2]
[Hook: Old Vocal sample]
Evening is a time of day
Night time, nothing much to say
Don't know what to do
But I can...
[Chapter 13: Speaking in the background over beginning sample]
Damn man... Just got out of work
Fucking whipped right now man
Damn I don't even got that much money from this shit, that's the worst part
(I need a nap)
... You know what, you know what
[Chorus: Chapter 13]
Man fuck my job!
I feel like a puppet that's been stuck in a box
Working for these pig headed Republican slobs
For a bucket to slop
My credits got me indebted whether I want it or not
So fuck my job!
I feel like a puppet that's been stuck in a box
Working for these pig headed Republican slobs
For a bucket to slop
My credits got me indebted whether I want it or not
[Verse 1: Chapter 13]
Hey neighbour! We're you going?
"I gotta go to work to make paper... "
Arn't you tired of being corporate slave labour?
"Huh? I'm not a slave"
Oh I see I've got to explain this to you Bob
See you've been locked in a cage, trapped without chains
Content with your little spot in the Matrix without ever stopping to think
'Hey wait a minute, this jobs a pain in my ass'
Everyday I hop on the train, my bus passing
Rush as fast as I can just not to be late
Fuck that! This shit is insane
You're mentally enslaved cause you're too busy to think til the end of the day
But you're still stessing at home even after getting your pay
Cause these bill collecters are on the phone and you need to split what you made
All you could think to do is pop in a video tape or video game just to start
Drifting away
To forget this senseless pain that you wished you could change
But isn't strange how you just sit and watch the idiot box?
Even though you don't want any part of it in any way
You just wish it would stop
But you listen to all the usual talk and misery explained in the news
And go to work to feel safe, confined in your cubicles walls
But I'm taking up far too much of your time
You should be off before you're late, Bob
You're doing such a beautiful job
[Chorus: Chapter 13]
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Chapter 13]
You ever work for an uptight Republican nutcase?
Who kept you up nights plus doubles on Sunday
Til' you, do in your apron and fuck up his holiday
Cause he's refusing your wages and cutting your lunch breaks
The average worker's just a nervous wreck
Who hides from his boss hip hops heard casettes
We're all 9 to 5 slaved, dying to get paid
For the whip at the crack of dawn cause you ain't trying to be late
For your routine commutes and petty office bickering
Sick to your stomach but you can't get a docters visit in
Overworked, underpaid, you wanna go berserk and run away
But you need the cheque so you guess you're gonna stay
For another day to keep talking and bitching
And constantly wishing your boss wasn't tripping
So you start to wonder if your job is a prison
Cause you just another number that's lost in the system
If you fit the profile I can offer suggestions
But I need to ask a couple of questions:
Do you spend days in your cubicle? (Yep)
Everyday you would say is the usual (Stress)
Your life you proclaim is a beautiful (Mess)
So you freak out when your computers broken, bite down on your cuticles
Then you're just a victim of this capitalist system
Quit your job, move to Vegas and just cash all your chips in (yeahh!)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: SOS]
Aiyyo, FUCK my job cause it's FUCKING HARD
I don't wanna punch the clock, I should punch my boss
Right in his fucking jaw cause he sucks and taunts
About what I should do, like I don't know what's involved
I really think my superviser wants to be murdered
Keeping me and not letting me leave for lunch to get burgers
Plus it's freezing and these cheapskates hate pumping the furnace
Goddamnit, I cannot stand customer service!
Cause it's nothing but a bunch of queers flustered and nervous
I hope my job gets robbed cause these fuckers deserve it
Everday is a 9 o'clock to 5 o'clock battle
Store manager trippin' off my 5 o'clock shadow
I mic check cause I sweat and can't even afford to buy a nice bed
No, I don't want to give you a price check - Cause I quit
Fuck you! And fuck you! I shout
Too Many Cats Be Fakin, here's their assassination [whispered] [x2]
Yo, too many cats be fakin, here's their assassination
I had to do it or there would be a mass invasion
Let's take it back to basics
You never had a bracelet when you came into the game
Now you acting flagrant
But when you're dead it's worth nathan. And if I snatch your datans
You'll feel as dumb as a bush when you see the work that was wasted
You're like a rat that's racing only to still stay trapped and caged in
But you're just another house cat that's fakin
And too many cats be fakin
Sick in the head, I've got the vaccination
A touchdown - I call it pass the bacon
You are what you eat so men are pigs with a knack for hating
I'm not a pussy, I don't eat it - I just stab and taste it
I swallow pride, not just mine - Jack, you're wasted
All you have I'm taking like you got busted for tax evasion
Famous rappers are shaking waiting on the day I make it
Cause all the tracks they making are based on false accusations
And too many cats be fakin
Like a journalist writing fabrications
Bringing turbulence to the craft I'm raising
Purchasing burners to insert em in raps that say that they are murderers
That's as absurd as saying Shaq is Asian or Jack Black is Jamaican
I wouldn't back that statement up if you contaminated my food with crack and I ate it
And every passing day I smell the trash inflating
I wanna try to sit back and take it, but I lack the patience cause
Too many cats be fakin
Like fraudulent felines who be high off of a potent catnip agent
But my back is achin cause it seems the planet's ape'ing,
Grab an apron cause half is fried and the other half is baking like the comic actor, David
We're attacking strangers
If you're ready for war expect public decapitations
That's kinda nasty ain't it?
Too bad I had to say it
Bad blood is bubbling because of aggravation
Now every cat be fakin the same way commercials get mad rotation
See? Or you need eye examinations
Huge tools to distract your neighbors and sidetrack our generation
THAT's why mami's ass is shakin
It's kinda fascinatin isn't it?
Ethernet suckin so all's into it as the Matrix
I blast a tape of Cee Lo Green to catch an inspiration
Cause we need more soul machines working at the station
To stop these cats from fakin and help em get their souls back from satan
So they could see the right path and take it
A light is activated
And if you see it you have to chase it or ignore it and your casket's waitin
No exaggeration
Don't do it to yourself like masturbation
Confess like taxi cabs in Vegas
Cause if you're fakin, rather than attack your nation
I'm a bash your face in and give it multiple laceration
So stop fakin!
[Bridge: x2]
Too many cats be fakin
Here's their assassination
Too many cats be fakin, here's their assassination
Doctor Strangelove (Doctor Strangelove, Strangelove)
Yeah!
Come on!
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Deranged, crazy or all the above
They call him…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
(Come on)
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
They call him…Doctor Doctor Strangelove
From the bottom, yeah the bottom, yo, not the top
Comes the doctor with the big ears, not Doctor Spock
This doc gets props for putting fools out their misery
Making a killing Kevorkian ain’t got shit on me
But I’m for uplifting peeps with advice that ails
Not like Dr. Phil, his pipe must be filled with
narcotics
So call me to calm your kittens fever
And no, I ain’t talking about Doctor Dolittle either
He’s doctor doc d-doctor Strangelove
Deranged, crazy or all the above
Baby he blazes too much, or was just neglected when
brought up
Or maybe he just has attention deficit disorder
Or whatever it is, you can’t deny that it’s working
Verses of other surface, nurses covered in Jergens(?)
Purchased because it’s worth it
Certain others get nervous
Because sometimes he refers to himself in third person
He’s…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Deranged, crazy or all the above
They call him…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
(Come on)
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
They call him…Doctor Doctor Strangelove
Behind enemy lines, a veteran in his prime
He’s ahead of his time, aging better than wine
Blazing medical ?, making sense in the rhyme
Saving everyone minds from these new slavery times
I am so committed, warning men and women
Ignore the television; they put MK Ultra in it
So children at home watch it and wanna live it
Fuck all the gimmicks, play my lyrics for life
Eighty minutes
The crazy shit is my albums are like babysitters
Like video games with better graphics and crazy rhythms
Grand theft audio for your mind, body and soul
A real revolution will not be bought or sold
But if somebody honorable
Could figure how to distribute it, it would go more
than gold
Go tell the Mayor to close down the roads
These robots are out of control
While she smoke and I hold it
That’s…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Deranged, crazy or all the above
They call him…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
They call him…Doctor Doctor Strangelove
From the top to the bottom, from the bottom to top
I think we got a problem and this has got to stop
America to Asia, Africa to Australia
Haters wanna enslave us, and assassinate our saviors
Somebody is here to save us, don’t you worry or fear
Tell your neighbor he’s making evil robots disappear
Like they’re Decepticons and he’s an Autobot
But he’s not; he’s just a good old Doctor Strangelove
Question politicians like a Range Rover
In a world full of danger
No he’s not immune to it
He’s just trying to move through it
Truth music for our generation
They’re searching for a voice, but the stations
Don’t give much of a choice, so we’re changing
The rules and taking over
So your ears can hear more of that
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Deranged, crazy or all of the above
They call him…
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
(Come on)
Doc Doctor D-Doctor Strangelove
They call him…Doctor Doctor Strangelove
What’ll you do, if there comes a day
When I lose my way
What’ll you do
Well I would stay by you (Oh Word?)
Pray for you (Oh yeah?)
If it would help, I’d even die for you
Yo, I spent too many nights drown in seclusion
No ? against my own will, surrounded by illusion
Fighting to stay positive; however losing
Cuz my personality was founded on the conclusion that
The human does more than just pump blood
It pumps love, at least I know that did once but
A large piece of it was undone and
Washed away by painful rains but when the sun comes
Scars heal and we learn from our mistakes
Some people sometimes their purpose is to hate
But be certain of your faith
And you’ll acquire the ability to expose witches and
burn em at the stake
I’m looking for love, I’m done searching for a date
I’ve been alone for years, but it’s worth it if you
wait
Personally, late’s better never at all so
When I brush myself off whenever I fall
Tell me
What’ll you do, if there comes a day
When I lose my way
What’ll you do
Well I would stay by you (Oh Word?)
Pray for you (Oh yeah?)
If it would help, I’d even die for you
Oh yeah? That’s what the last one said
Unfortunately I was mad mislead
I ran on E until no more gas was left
The most I got from her was ass and bread
But trust was lost like Kanye’s fashion sense
Accidents happen when you live with the weak
But it’s not an accident when you make a conscience
decision to cheat
That’s enough reason to get in a beef
Throw all your spouses shit on the street
Quit and retreat
But these are the ? told by Kurtis Blow
So please for my sake, stay by me, the Earth is cold
And I’m freezing like I’ve been laying in dirt and snow
I’ve searched the globe for a person who knows
The true meaning of love
You could be the one, if you mean what you say we could
link up
And use what we learned from our exes in the past
But wait cuz I got another question to ask
And that’s
What’ll you do, if there comes a day
When I lose my way
What’ll you do
Well I would stay by you (Oh Word?)
Pray for you (Oh yeah?)
If it would help, I’d even die for you
Sounds good and if you mean it
I’ll hook up with you this evening
Hug your body squeezing your love while I feed it
The touch of a kingman you my queen
And trust is the key in every relationship and other
human beings
Who see in me who try to rush em for no reason
But looks can be deceiving, like book you never reading
Only judged by the cover art
So don’t let it crush your heart when they try to use
jealousy to pull our love apart
That’s when the thunder starts followed by the rain
But the first line of the song already explained
That my arteries are drained
Now all of me is tamed, so stay beside me cuz I don’t
want to be estranged
Two warm bodies on a page
As soon as time found them they were saved
And still later to this day
But if this shit ever changed
And if I ever lose my way
Just stay, and I’mma do the same
What’ll you do, if there comes a day
When I lose my way
What’ll you do
Well I would stay by you (Oh Word?)
Pray for you (Oh yeah?)
This world is so bionic
We feel it while we on it
We’re programmed to keep noddin,
Working, starving, eating garbage
This world is so bionic
We’re programmed to be on it
We feel it closing on us
While we’re coughing blowin chronic
Yes. Welcome to the future
Where the past is left back in a drunk stupor
All brain waves are plugged to computers
And police shoot ya plus they electrocute ya
And some say it’s better than it’s ever been
But it’s hard to tell it when everybody’s selling
Information like personal numbers and coordinates
And I bet you didn’t know you had an audience
But of course. Peepin while you’re sleepin
Critiquing what you’re thinking to see if you’re
overheating
Circuitry beyond imagination
Even to travel many need digital navigation
Pedestrians pacing the sidewalk
No conversation just rotation on iPods
Cause times are a changing indubitably
If you agree then let me hear you do it with me
because…
This world is so bionic
We look like robots on it
We’re programmed to keep noddin,
working, starving, eating garbage
This world is so bionic
We don’t know how it started
We feel it closing on us
while we’re coughing blowing chronic
Yes… Indeed we do
That’s why nobody ever reads the news
In a daze like they seemed confused
Off their P’s & Q’s and on weed & booze
Etcetera, baby. We all on it.
We’re the only machines that consume narcotics
And don’t bother to even question the logic
Our thoughts are trained like our brains are bionic
It’s crazy but honest
And there’s so much radiation around us
Coming from electronics that
The only people that made it the longest
Were rich or lived in a cave like Bin Laden but
Ain’t no way to get away or beyond it so
We let them track what we save in our wallets and
The proof is available if you want it
But nobody gives a fuck. Why’s that? Because…
This world is so bionic
My God is electronic
We’re made to keep on noddin,
Working, starving, eating garbage
This world is so bionic
It’s even colder on it
We feel it closing on us
While we’re coughing blowing chronic
Yes… and we made it this dangerous
Like we don’t know who our savior is
Matrixes that require maintenance
Sixth generation program languages that think more
So your computer class is obsolete
Like a man with no house to sleep
Everything around me ruled by dividends
Everything artificial, even intelligence.
So be hesitant of these bad boys that make mad noise
Cause most of them are androids
And they pack toys. Never scared to blast boys and
girls
Like asteroids for fun. So come and enjoy
A nice place where you’d like to live
Come and get your very own microchip
Right inside your skin and beside your wrist.
Aw yeah. I know you like that shit…
This world is so bionic
Even our soul’s robotic
We’re programmed to keep noddin,
Working, starving, eating garbage
This world is so bionic
And no one wants to stop it
We feel it closing on us
While we’re coughing blowing chronic
Yes..
Mr. SOS
This.. world is so bionic..
And there’s no way to get off it.
Someone stop it.
[Chorus: x2]
As the globe turns...
Millionaires get rich and let their dough burn (dough burn)
Homeless can't afford to watch a stove burn (stove burn)
Children can go to school they still don't learn
People act like they got no germs as the globe turns
[Verse 1:]
I was brought into this world with my legs, my head, my dick, my arms
And an umbillical cord that connected me to my moms
Conceived as an Aries, dome slightly hairy
Vision slightly blurry, face bright red like a cherry
Doctors with surgical masks smackin me on my ass
Stashed in a nursery behind a wall of glass
Already missin the sound of mommy's heart bumpin
Make me wanna jump out this crib and start somethin
To replace the low tone, I heard for so long
Heard it again in the car when we started to go home
Comin from the speakers in the back, (what?), and made my clock stop
The notes jumped out and danced on my head under my soft spot
As I grew I learned this was called music
I tried to make music on my grandfather's acoustic guitar
A little star who still believed in Santa
Pluckin the strings randomly thinkin I'm Santana
With bad grammar and a Pacman score that's high
Learned my first rhyme when I was like four or five
Wrote my first rhyme at 11 and it sucked
But I was still bustin flows before I learned to bust nuts - what the fuck
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
As the globe turns, all life is doin is fading
But you're still growin when you're just a little kid playin
My first crush I remember was in the fourth grade and
The first president I remember is Ronald Reagan
But fast forward to 91' where me and my friends be
I started rippin' at talent shows and school assemblies
Fingers trembling, stage-fright for 'bout a minute
But once I got in it, all you saw was clappin and grinnin
What happened I did it? Then I looked at one of my classmates
A little girl depressed cause it was her last day
A wise chick who was believed to be a psychic
Who could read your mind just by touching both of your eyelids
She walked up and just stared at me for a minute
Scarin me a minute til I finally said "what is it? "
And what happened next I remember it so clear
What she said to me with a smile on her face from ear to ear
She said "You're supernatural, you have super abilities
That you won't discover til you're older, " I said "You're kidding me"
"No, " then my face started to glow, "I gotta go... by the way, good show"
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
I used to have a teacher that kept his classroom cold as Alaska
Cause he said it kept his students awake and workin faster
So when I write a rap I take a pen out of the pack
Wear my thinkin cap and put 70 on the thermostat
Hopin my words'll attract people in all states
So when I'm gone my name will live on like the greats
Beethoven, Shakespeare, Edgar Allen, Bach
Biggie Smalls, Big Pun, Big L and Tupac
Watch, I even freestyled in my bed
When I'm dreamin and then I wake up and write what I just said
In my fantasy, and make fantasy reality
And even when I'm battling I hold it down like gravity
So casually I plan to follow the yellow brick road
Or the path in my dreams to see what the future holds
Sometimes I dream of monsters like Starship Troopers
Could this be a reflection of a past life or the future?
Or could it be demons comin in my dreams to discourage me
And go to war with me like Freddy Krueger, and murder me?
Never. I got protection in these hard times
I could've died when I flipped my Blazer four times
But I stood up, without a scratch on me like "what happened? "
No sign of blood gashes, either God loves rappers
Or his script to the book of life is taking control
And I'm playing a large role, as the globe turns
[Vocals sample:]
Every man and every woman is a star
Way up in the sky
And if we can repel each other
[Hook: x4]
Arrest the president
[Verse 1:]
Who is the man with the master plan
To smash Iran and then snatch they land?
They stashed Sadaam in the back of a van
Bin Laden chillin up in Amsterdam
They shoulda got him back in Afghanistan
They didn't want him, Haliburtin had to handle
Huge oil rigs to feed spoiled kids
Show Bush what unemployment is
Fire him right now. For lying, tie him down!
Put him in handcuffs and send him to Rykers Isle
For giving away his frequent flyer miles
To terrorist relatives on 9/12, flyin em out
The truth is out. No denying it now
Because of the president, next to die is your child
Because the man who attacked us has never been captured
And matter of fact, uh, he used to back the
President, Bush, both old and new
With so much money that they didn't know what to do
Except greed for more, make em bleed for oil
Give money to the rich and never feed the poor
USA's "under seige" like Steven Segal
By a man who can't even count from three to four
And if I get shot just for speakin to ya'll
Arrest George Bush - That'll even the score
[Hook x4]
[Verse 2:]
Politics, polished tricks
Secret societies in colleges
Home security, more impurities
Little kids cry, "Mommy George is scarin me"
Home invasions in all these nations
What goes around comes around - Immigration
Each press statement's a fabrication
A political porno with penetration
This generation needs integration
Education, But yet we're facing
Inflation, high priced medication
Revelations - Jesus save him
Get him outta bed, he don't need vacation
Hit him on the head, make him leave Camp David
Paybacks for ignoring threats from terrorists?
Yo... ARREST THE PRESIDENT!
This is for planet EARTH
From the land to the SEA
And the star known as the SUN
Watching us from the SKY
Hello planet EARTH
We’re floating’ across the SEA
Getting hotter than the SUN
Taking you higher than the SKY
Come on planet EARTH
I’ve got something you need to SEE
You better heed the SUN
And what’s left of the blue SKY
Because Mother EARTH
Is slipping off into the SEA
While we burn under the SUN
And levitate into the SKY
This is for planet EARTH beneath my feet slipping by
This is for planet EARTH beneath my feet slipping by
The writing’s on the wall but nobody’s able to
understand it
A storm is brewing off in the Atlantic and it’s mammoth
Enough to conquer the planet by the dawn of the sabbath
Freezing rain & acid hail causing a panic
With damaging winds enough to wipe the planet of sin
again & again
Welcome to the end of the end
Apocalyptic doomsday causing a flood
Turning bodies to mud in a tsunami of blood
The end of the world as we know it. Systems are now
overloading
Soon as you see what’s important its too late
Vanity over-exposes. Sanity opens & closes
We need to close in and focus so we can save mother
EARTH
From the vultures tossing our corpses into the SEA
Half eaten and rotten from lying in the SUN
Non-believers searching for Jesus up in the SKY
But it’s too late. It’s their time to die.
Hallucinations.. So strange.
Strange sensation
Hallucinations.. These last days
My creation
Why do I, oh why do I, like to fly to the sky?
Burning rivers through cities rising higher & higher
Now you know what it looks like when a building’s
falling from fire
And what karma is. Falling planes with no targets
Hitting pyramids and turning monuments to burnt
obelisks
All is worth nothing in a flash flood with a splash
Bigger than the lower & middle class
Used to be before they forever sleeped
The calm after this storm no one will ever see
All hands up towards the heavens as if they’re climbing
there
All eyes shut tightly closed as if the light is
unbearable
The sight is terrible and incredible enough to make the
sickest criminal pray for a miracle then
EARTH cracks wide open and bleeds into the SEA
Hell fire touches God’s light from the SUN
The battle has begun is written up on the SKY
And I say may the best man die!
Baby did you hear that? Yeah baby I heard it to
The last chapters of revelations are coming true
Baby did you hear that? Yeah baby I heard it to
The last chapters of revelations are coming true
Baby did you hear that? Yeah baby I heard it to
The last chapters of revelations are coming true
On planet
Earth beneath my feet passing by
"Can't nobody love me like you do"
[Verse 1:]
I remember when they used to make love songs, acoustic with drums on
Now it's like cupid has cuffs on and guns on him, plus starving
Behind the barrel is us causing much problems, thus love is uncommon
Club songs corrupt moms shakin butts for bucks, thongs and tight jeans
A new meaning to chasing pipe dreams
But even at nineteen I always tried to do the right thing like Spike Lee
And she was like me
Gettin beatin by creeps while I was gettin cheated by freaks
Proceding to try to be better than those
When I met her she was a full grown delicate rose
With pedals of gold and I'm lettin her know
By saying
"Can't nobody love me like you do"
[Verse 2:]
I saw this rose on the sidewalk and I stopped
Shocked like it fell out of the sky
Watched then I thought, "My God! "
A rose with an intoxicating flavour like pot
On the concrete standing more perfect than a tripod
These are my greatest time slots
Should I get a little bit closer? Why not
When I did, time stopped
And in the midst of a "tick" right beside "tock"
Eyes locked, new visions of ribbons and tied knots
Over gifts from the most high like forty spliffs
Help me to appreciate the corny shit
Like the birds and the bees, a pod and two peas
Letters from trees plus love bugs in the breeze
Who fly together similar to lovers when they lie together
Looking alive and living their live like they could die whenever least expected
Each second you see them cherish, being parents
Repeating this sentence cause they believe in 'marriage'
Saying
Started over again,
It started over again,
It started over again,.
Started over again,
It started over again,
It started over again,.
Started over again,
We started over again,
It started over again,.
This is the start of something bigger than the end of
the Earth,
Enter Dr. Strangelove with his beautiful nurse,
Its ending on top, global onslaught, while they march
down the runway,
Country, like Crocodile Dundee,
Ready to eat, cause we hungry Monday through Sunday,
So while you’re asleep, predators try to hunt prey,
With keen strategy, to feed family,
So we breed and bleed cattle, serve the diseased
humanity,
To eat its anatomy, similar to ancient rituals,
While others watch it go down and prey for a miracle,
Unaware of what just occurred, once the music was
heard,
Light was seen and the lungs did work,
Now, do you wanna change the game? Yeah, we all do,
Cause far too many on top are god awful,
Come closer and let me show you what deep thoughts do,
So next year they’ll never be found like Where’s Waldo,
Ya’ll know, everything done,
Was an indication of what was to come, and proof lies
under the drum,
It goes, boom-bap while true rappers with flows do
cracks (??)
And people are starting to say that original shit is
beginning to move back,
So pardon me new jacks as I introduce something to
ya’ll that I call,
Raising the bar with amazing instalments of words
breaking ya jaw,
To change how ya talk, while I make metaphors,
Like this kids to read about, and implore them to take
the CD out.
It started over again,
It started over again,
It started over again,
Tell a partner, a friend,
That what they thought was the end,
Was just a new beginning,
And so, we start it over again.
Start over again,
We started over again,
We started over again,
Stop following trends,
Put the volume on 10,
Play the song for a friend,
And then, start it over again.
New world order or form,
Got you read to grab a shovel and go where it’s warm,
Or to another orbit awards,
The stars, so that next time we’re over the storm,
As long as this revolves, I’m gonna try to be large,
Enough to feed my first borns first born,
Follow the program and learn it like a church song,
So when it’s all gone you’re still lost like John
Locke,
Re-runs on, still we all play pawns,
Like a band making a song or more like a job,
Look at the system, from the roots as things fall
apart,
Some even thought guns and drugs were considered art,
But, ha, it turns out they were wrong all along,
Cause they were caught zooted taking multiple shots in
the dark,
Pssh, if only they would’ve learned from the start,
That music is art, and art is mentally inspired
thoughts.
So start it over again,
Lets start it over again,
Lets start it over again,
I don’t want it to end,
I just want it to spin,
Like the vinyl once did,
So start it over again.
Start over again,
We started over again,
Lets started over again,
Stop following trends,
Put the volume on 10,
Play the song for a friend,
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