[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]
There was a curious secretive streak in the man,
which led to many dramatic effects - but left even his
closest friends guessing as to what his exact plans might be.
He pushed to an extreme, the axiom that the only safe plotter
was he who plotted alone.I was nearer him than anyone else,
and yet I always conscious of the gap between.
[Aceyalone]
Say mayne, let me rap to you for a minute
Say.. yeah, yea you - ay mayne, say you!
Say!Say mayne!Say mayne!
Say mayne let me rap to you for a minute
Yeah I gotta holla at you, yeah
Say what?
The QUESTION is how could a man like me
Actually, a man that's free
Of speech and the ability to reach, the masses
Never not, know what to say I know how brainwaves operate
Consistantly and our ideas, FUEL our existance
See if you can see if you can see if my resistance
Against this oppressor, a passive aggressor
Master professor, with every chance I get
To, lure some sleepin people out the pit
One, foot in the grave the other, foot in some shit
Yo time waits for no man, especially not you
Get yo' murk, this'll be yo' very first clue when
WORDS, fail and actions take over you will see
that them are no more you can take away freedom outcome
THERE I WAS, in between my freedom and a slug
When they, pull the plug
I'ma walk through the light that's ahead of me
Could've been, ANYONE instead of me so live and let it be
Spoken like they said it to me
Yo, say what's on yo' mind nigga, let the people see
SOME speaker's on the podium, hit you with the sodium
Go up in equipped without petroleum
But I'm a +Project Blowedian+
More complex than your Napolean
Okay, Double-A, never runnin out of things to
[Chorus]
SAY, whatchu wanna SAY
And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY
Just SAY, whatchu wanna SAY
And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY
SAY, whatchu wanna SAY
And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY
Just SAY, whatchu wanna SAY
And watch what people SAY, about what you SAY
[Aceyalone]
The QUESTION is how could a guy like me
Actually, a mighty MC with the eye of a bee
Conditioned to the same ol' conditionin
Position in mid-air, limbo
Once upon a time I didn't care but
Now it's not that simple
Maybe I, should refrain
And let the unimaginative, non-creative ones give me some brains
Give me some brains
SAY!Maybe I should rename the talk
Run a lap with my trap while you backslide in the dark
My choppers, OH my choppers
Get me out of the worst work, blade choppers
Save the hoppers, boppers
Disballoon bar not a popper stopper
Feel the dreams cash cropper copper steel wool
Still pull chords
Wrestled with these bullhorns
With both arms, 'til they all submit
Put the mic on B-LAST and let me say some shit
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
Never runnin out of things to say..
Never runnin out of things to say, say, say mayne
Say mayne!Y-yeah, ay mayne, SAY!
Let me holla atchu
Say mayne, yeah you, say
Say what?What?
Say, say what say what?
Say what?Say what?
Say why?Yeah
yo, this all came about one time , when
I was on a plane back, going back to Los Angeles
coming from somewhere else
and I sat next to this lady, and she was telling me some things, you know
I don't remember her verbatum
but I do remember some of the things she said
it was like this
she said:
Life as we know it is about to change
I smell it within the air, the weather is getting strange
Drugged up sedated and numb from the pain
The sickness in America has spread to her brain
She is no longer fit to make good decisions
She is completely blind and void of any vision
She parties hard and she keeps her concious mind in prison
Therefore she's headed for the ultamite collision
She can no longer hide the scars on her face
the innocence now gone is hard to replace
she has no shame, no remorse or any grace
She embraces the devil and she hates other race
Ms America, the beautiful the free
Fallen within the cracks
I wish that you could see
She buried her misery within society
it's obvious you have no regard for me
That's why you caught up
in the belly of America
Lost
In the stomach of America
Broken down
in the bowels of America
Sinking
in the garbage of America
Stuck
in the brain of America
Suffering
in the body of America
lying
in the wicked spirit of America
Dying
In the old soul of America
Ms America, you've been a very bad girl
you nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world
vanity has took you over-
you're not deserving
the mirror image of your reflection
is quite disturbing
she makes so many promises
she couldn't keep
she neglected to mother her young
so they don't sleep
they scream out for justice
and then they weep
we're not to blame, Ms America,
it's what you reap
The audacity of your inventions
to rule as all
the traged of your intentions
to fool us all
you should have gave in to nature
and to the laws
it's only a matter of time
before you fall
the things you should have worked out
in your first colony
took some of your own advice
and your psychology
you've destroyed all morale
and the ecology
I'm sorry but I don't accept
your apology
I'm caught up
in the belly of America
Lost
In the stomach of America
Broken down
in the bowels of America
Sinking
In the garbage of America
Stuck
in the brain of America
Suffering
in the body of America
lying
in the wicked spirit of America
Dying
In the old soul of America
Oh Ms. America
So much attractions
has yet to take responsibility
for her actions
we work around within sytem
and make adaptions
so you can let freedom ring
within your factions
How can people still be hungry
when there's a surplus
suffering within your home
you've made them worthless
Damn near police the state
and make us nervous
even though some conform
and join your service
you're presidency's the biggest joke
but where the laugh
I always smell the gun smoke
on your behalf
I think I should send a telegraph
to your staff
Amerika, you're down and dirty
you need a bath
So tell your secret agents don't
be paranoid
this wasn't taught by socrates
or sigmund freud
this is simply god's work
you can't avoid
every nation ever built has been destroyed
cause we caught up
in the belly of America
Lost
In the stomach of America
Broken down
in the bowels of America
Sinking
In the garbage of America
Stuck
in the brain of America
Suffering
in the body of America
trying
in the good ole spirit of America
Dying
[Aceyalone]
Music please...
Yeah
You want to know the reason
You want to know the reason
The reason is we gotta have those guidelines
I'ma break the guidelines
I'ma move the barriers
I'ma cross over the barricade
And we gotta have balance
The reason is balance
The reason is everything gotta be weighed out and smoothed out
And be in perfect harmony wit' each other
You know want I'm saying
The energy gotta be there
You know what I'm saying
The reason is the hurt
The reason is the hold
The walls, the windows, they got eyes, they got ears
The jabberwocky, the test of the manhood
We got the grandfather clock
We gotta have time
We gotta have the reason
We gotta know the march
We gotta know about the faces, face the faces
We gotta have the hunt, the hunter has to die, the hunted has to die
So we have the thief in the night
We gotta have the thief
The reason is the thief
The reason is it's all human language
It's all human language
It's for you, it's for him, it's for her, it's for all of us
It's human language
That's the reason
You wanna know the reason
[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]
I had forgotten the incredible butter softness of his long fingers.
How they felt on my back when he slow-dragged with me,
at a fateful "Blue Lights in the Basement" party.
The dim lights making his honey-colored eyes barely visible as he,
FLASHED A PENLIGHT IN MY EYES!
"Look directly into the light this time."
[Aceyalone]
I say look into the light
See what you look like
I scribble on a clean surface, the earthless and worthless {*echoes*
[Chorus]
It's life, at the tunnel of the point of purchase {*echoes*
Aiyyo freedom got a microphone, AND a AK {*echoes*
Make way, and prepare for the melee {*echoes*
[Aceyalone]
The method of my madness could NEVER be known
The microphone magic of Aceyalone
Don't, try to set home or off of the dome
Because wigs are known to be SPLIT
And a, fan is known to be hit with shit
Rubber band flows that snap back in place
Rap in they face, get this motherfucker outta here
He talks way way way WAY too much
Spit for the victory, 'til they sick of me
I never wallow in the bickery or trickery
There's no con-FUSION, just the FUSION
No il-LUSION, cause God rule them
Held high, nailed in the sky
The artistic eye leaves you mystified
You're once denied, soon openly obliged
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
They say, "rock you don't stop" but what you talkin bout
Well let me guess, you come fi test
But test not he who knows best, put nonsense to rest
Preachin on a soapbox, dope on the block
Choke on your tongue, smoke from the gun
Broke in the middle, I hope you're havin fun
HIGH post, high dose, high strung
Wind through the lungs, spirit of the young
Salt on the slug, caught with the plug
Fought with the drugs, taught by the thugs
Eye of a tiger, head of a lion
Walkin through the interior of Siberia
Chip away at the rock, or a dynamite block
Right where they had to stop, we continue
Think the worst, ink into the verse
Sink into the earth, die by the end of the rhyme
What a rush, too much to discuss
I close it up by sayin this
[uncredited spoken word poet forms the song's intro]
A tall, handsome, chocolate syrup colored kid
in a fresh boxcut hairstyle.
Quiet manner was more in tune with his, well-heeled patrons
than with his hip-hopping friends.
"Who hooked you up man?Yo' momma?!"
[Aceyalone]
I wrote a poem the other day
I hope you like it
[Chorus]
Roses are red, and violets are blue
Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you
Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown
Life is uphill but, not when you get down
I said roses are red, and violets are blue
Sugar is sweet love, but not as sweet as you
Boogers are green, and doo-doo is brown
Life is uphill but, not when you get down
[Aceyalone]
Sticks and stones, flesh and bones
+Organic Electricity+ chromosomes
I'm home alone, but not by choice
I pick up the phone and I hear a strange voice
Hocus pocus, boogedy boo
Abra-cadabra, what's a nigga to do?
Back and forth, and open and closed
And if you can't see through it then poke you some holes
It's like glass and dirt, water and sand
Things tend to burn the hotter the pan
Left and right, and right and wrong
Wrong and guilty, convicted and hung
Young and old, and old and new
Knew and never knew and tellin the truth
It's like black and blue, and battered and bruised
And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news
I said
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
Jack and Jill, and +Jill+ and +Scott+
Scotch and soda, a twisted plot
Bums and cops, covers and quilts
Pillows and blankets, cottons and silks
Mind so heavy hope the bed don't tilt
Cuts and welts, and screams for help
Eat and sleep, shit shower and shave
Work and play, cradle to the grave
It's all for nothin, or nothin at all
It's all for one, and one for all
You better look up at me like I'm ten feet tall
Cause you're lookin down at me like I'm two feet small
Hopes and wishes, wishes and dreams
It's ugly and dirty, I wish it was clean
Win or lose, smoke or booze
And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news
I mean
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
Ready or not, sweaty and hot
Tired and hungry but haven't forgot
Guns and shots, runs and drops
Or buried alive under tons of rocks
A beautiful day, a wonderful night
A suitable pasttime just rockin the mic
A day in the life, a life in a day
You know when they comin so you might get away
Space and time, nickels and dimes
Bass and rhyme that tickle your spine
A brand new mind, a fresh design
One of a kind, seek and you find
Homies and crews, weapons and tools
Lovers and haters and teachers and fools
Just try walkin one day in my socks and shoes
And if you get away from this one then, that'll be news
It's like
[Aceyalone]
Didn't you tell me it was all about you
To love respect you is all I gotta do
Disconnect you is somethin that I never thought
How can we learn, from a lesson that was never taught
Man I had so many plans for us
I was hopin that you could save the last dance for us
I never ever leave you in the sandy dust
But trust me, baby I'm the man to trust
I won't call you up, I won't act a fool
Or bring drama to your party, baby that ain't cool
Everyone knows if you snooze you lose
I'm just tryin to figure out if you heard the news
Livin your life is at an all-time high
Don't know why but I think I want that
It ain't cracked up to what it's 'posed to be
And I can love you to death but I'll never come back
[Chorus]
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
I'll never come back, I'll never come back
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
To see how love was, and how it does us
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
Never come back, I'ma never come back
I'ma love you to death but I'll never come back
[Aceyalone]
What do I gotta do to let you know
It's harder and harder for me to just let go
I'd rather be lonely than just live low
Pullin somebody's strings, I don't think so
What do I look like, caught up in some feud
Hoe if you wanna build I got brain food
Know I'll do anything to get you in the mood
But sellin myself sho't, I ain't that dude
Wonder what it'd cost to buy your dreams
Open you up so you could try new things
They call me the candy man, but you ice cream
Speadin my love girl, you're under my wings
One of these days I'ma just go home
and follow that flow to the end of the track
World ain't free as it's supposed to be
And I can love you to death but I'll never come back
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
Ain't it funny all the games they play
Give you the green light, and take it all away
Show me a good sign, I'll show you a star
Show me who you love, I'll show you who you are
How many thin lines do we gotta cross
To find our way back or take it as a loss
All that glitter and gloss won't even cost
So how you gonna tell me how to do it when you're not the boss
Who is the real you you don't even claim
The person inside me, that ain't near been the same
Farmer will come, but she won't say her name
Comin to rescue us fears from the pain
One of these things that I got in my head
You made yo' bed, so lay where it's at
I wish I had more than all of me to give
And I can love you to death but I'll never come back
[Final Chorus]
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
I'll never come back, I said I'll never come back
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
To see how love was, and how it does us
I can love you to death but I'll never come back
I'll never come back, I said I'll never come back~!
[Aceyalone]
Aceyalone, Aceyalone
Let the world know
[Chorus]
I'm tight, I'm raw
I'm the baddest motherfucker that I ever saw
I'm cold winter flow like snow icerberg
with the word, nigga that's not all
I'm live, and I serve
I'm the dopest motherfucker that I ever heard
I'm too to the max got facts and I know the haps
But I'm so disturbed
[Aceyalone]
If it wasn't for this hip-hop holdin me down
I'd probably be found runnin 'round the town like a maniac
Aimin at you niggaz but I'm glad it never came to that
Grimey y'all 'til they climbin up the wall
Outlaw, pullin at the brick of insanity y'all
I won't call, cue on one on two
I'm on you like a cheap suit
To the ground like a deep root, I need my medication
I feel sick, I still get chills
My thoughts moves a hundred miles an hour with nobody at the wheel
And that's for real
I'll probably make a miracle before I make a mill'
[Chorus]
[Aceyalone]
You want to hold me, but I won't let you
I'll bet you the world that you can't defeat me
It's easier said than done, please believe me
And that part's easy, but here's where it gets
A little more complicate whenever we spit
The torch get lit, full force hit
You're fallin off your high horse into horseshit
Hear the cries, fire in the skies
Pyrotechnics, windows have eyes
What a pleasant surprise, everybody dies
The killer got a wig, yeah he covered up he lies
He's so fly, but he's insane
"Yeah, one, two
one, two
Where you at?
Where you goin' to?
What you gon' do about it?
What you gon' be about it?
Project Blowed, Abstract, Fat Jack, Aceyalone
Ladies and gentlemen, good people
Yeah, good brothers good sisters on deck
Dig this, peep the twist
Hand over fist, handstand on the cliff
Layin' stiff, expand on the gift
Uplift the masses, and pass me the spliff
It's a love thang, it's a hate thang
It's a great thang, Cali, to the state of mang
It's a world thing, and I'm a soldier
Always a war goin' on, it's never over
I make music, for the people
Who try to live a good life and keep it peaceful
And be resourceful, and keep achievin'
Every season, we represent the reason
I'm from the fellowship, I'm from the projects
I tell all access is the object
It's to beautiful, it's so painful
I do the work, and don't forget where I came from
[Chorus]
The saga continues
On the road again
To different venues
We rescue
We step true
Because we got that soul
The lonely
The only
The MC's of the Project Blowed
What you gonna do about it?
Right there...cool
Come here
Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen a million of em
They look at me for a split second
Then they grin, never to be seen again
But it's locked in, so I can read every line
Its written all over your upside down mind
With an upside down smile
Whoops upside your head, well hey now
I never forget a face, especially your's
Because the mirror is the only dimension without flaws
I look out till again
And then begin to look out for the faces of men
Cause I done been face to face with a serpent
Demon is the same think it is when it aint
White like snow or black like coal
Yellow like the moon and red(read) like a book
To live or die is the plot but the face is the hook
So meet the face from left field
3 eyes two ears one nose and a grill, but still remain faceless
oh ya
(chorus)
Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of em
But don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of em, but still remain faceless
Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of em
But don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of em, but still remain faceless
So can I take a poloroid? -say cheese-
Of the face that got you employed -please-
Same face your momma enjoyed as a boy
Will be the same face that will get you destroyed
Now you got to face the facts, face the music
You cannot about face it and turn back when you abuse it
So wisdoms use it wise, bat thoses eyes, show them teeth
Lick them lips even powder them cheeks
So while your passin', im askin' myself
I wonder if she knows what I'm looking at
Well look at that, a face that got me looking back
I can see the history in your bone structer
I can see the misery in your frown
So smile now and cry later
Or just walk around with the face of a clown and still remain faceless
I said smile now and cry later
Or just walk around with the face of a clown and still remain faceless
Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of em
But don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of em, but still remain faceless
Let me holler at you face to face
See ace been place to place
I seen plenty of em
But don't let the face fool ya
There's so many of em, but still remain faceless
Do you know how far a face can take you?
It can make you or break you, or inflate you
They're either going to love you or hate you
Or never notice you if you're a face they don't relate to
You fear my face, don't wanna get near my face
You get judged by your mug, they didn't hear your case
Now face the wall -face the wall!-
Your face is against the law
You look at me I look at y'all
I recelect everything I saw in the face of the prowl
But im just another face in the crowd -just another face in the crowd-
To figure that at face value is not allowed
Tell it to my face, and tell it to me now
Tryin' to mad dog, but you got the face of a puppy dog
Like a puppet, just like a baby doll
Ain't that right baby face? cutie pie?
Good lookin'? twinkle in your daddies eye?
And then scarface replied I was born with a face I can't hide
-a face I can't hide- a face full of pride
A face that's been denide on sight
I reconize the face but the name slips by
But still your not faceless
aww... show your right
to all of my brothers
show your right
to all of my sisters
show your right
to my mothers and my fathers
show your right, you know you're right
show your right
yeah, what up people livin' in this world
who know that the time is now
peace to the sun child, Gods and earths alike
truly we got that know-how, we got that know-how
that what, where, why and when
oh, wow, is that fool at it again?
oh yes, we goin' to the promised land, jack
where you won't get spooked by a casper
last of the second half who spoke and spat it
kick the science and then math to add it
life is a habit
don't combat it, dog
I gots to breathe and smoke before I breathe in smog
I step outside and I hug the street
I spit life through the mic, flow and love the beats
so let me count the ways while I count my scars
I count for paydays but I still count stars
can't count counterclockwise
I gotta count yards
so don't count me out on account I ain't actin' hard
so don't tell me how it could be
'cause positivity has been good to me
and negativity is no good to me
it's not good for me
it's understood to me
show your right
to all of my homies
show your right
to my fair weather friends
show your right
to all the people that love me
show your right
and all the people that hate me
show your right
all the people in shackles
show your right
and for the people that passed
show your right
back to the essence
show your right, you know you're right
show your right
now what if i told you you never gonna win
too high to get over to low to get under
you stuck in the middle and you never gettin' in
universal soldier smokes too much doja
can't stay sober to hold your game
when you're all numbed up like novocaine
well just wash my brain, I can't complain
about a thang
I'm walkin' outside in the rain
yes, I'm walkin' outside in the rain
I ain't scared of the rain
or the sleet or the snow or the pain
or the pleasure or the loss or the gain
sorry that I didn't get to read your mind
instead I read in between the lines
gotta break ground when I break down
don't make a sound
the snakes are all around, intend to take you down
but I can see their intent
even though I look through the eyes of a squint
and I get bent
hmm they constantly askin' why
havin' the audacity to question my capacity
but I won't be pacified or classified
shit, I'll be the last to die
show your right
to all the free thinkers
show your right
to the worldwide scams(?)
show your right
to the old and the wise
show your right
to the young and the curious
show your right
I got my ears on the ??
show your right
I got my eyes on the future
show your right
I got my physical finesse
show your right
you know you're, show your right
oh yes, put your bid in
get in where you fit in
sittin' on these righteous flows
head shoulders knees and toes
move that body across the floor
head shoulders knees and toes
move that body across the floor
[uncredited spoken word poets form the song's intro]
"After a week of smoky nothingness.."
{*voice SLOWED down* ".. the stars had returned"
"The mountains were blue now, and purple along the upper reaches"
{*SLOWED again* "And as the sun left off,
the moon took up her reign over the true blue spaces."
"It was very solemn."
[Aceyalone]
As I stand in place, as the center of my galaxy
I AM, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
My eyelids expose - the circumfrence
My mind tends to bend - irreverant!
Unparalleled - chaotic!
My fairy tale - psychotic
Lifespan - infinity
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
Equality and harmony - transmit
Contact shockwave - I'M HIT!
Program exchange - compute
Reformat hard drive - comply
Quantum leap time travel - exist
Exiting the exodus - connect
Brainchild nucleus - reality
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
All that has ever been - I shall be
And all that will come to be - I will become
God word radiate - authenticity
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
Cocooned in ignorance, silence and darkness
Blessed with intelligence, keenness and sharpness
to explore the seamless dreamless nightmarish illusion
Enhanced by your perception but, no conclusion
Mainframe access - DENIED
Password G.O.D. - supplied
Universal guidance - odyssey
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
Divining at the power source - intensity
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
Beauty of the inner pain - experience
Struggle of the forces - serious
Stargate pathway - enlightened
Thought process - engaged
Completing composition but imperfect intuition
I orbit in position, gravitational suspension
Past the 3rd and 4th and 5th dimensions
The extensions of, the pieces of, the essence of this power
And carve the earth, mountains, land and seas
Rivers, lakes and valleys, and deserts
YOUR EYES'LL NEVER HOLD IT ALL AT ONCE - just the small pleasures
My everlasting backspin, around the solar system-atic
AUTOMATIC CONTROLLER, fold in place by space and time
Tear down the walls of nothing
WE ARE ALL FULL OF INDIVIDUALS AND INDEPENDENCIES
CAUSE I AM, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
As I sit in place, as the center of my galaxy
I AM, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
My eyelids extends - the circumfrence
My mind tends to bend - irreverant!
Unparalleled - chaotic!
My fairy tale - psychotic
Lifespan - infinity
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
Contact shockwave - I'M HIT!
Equality and harmony - transmit
Program exchange - compute
Reformat hard drive - comply
Quantum leap time travel - exist
Exit to the exodus - connect
Brainchild nucleus - reality
I am, ORGANIC ELECTRICITY
All that has ever been - I shall be
And all that will come to be - I will become
God word radiate - authenticity
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt for you they hunt for me
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt for you they hunt for me
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt for her they hunt for him
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt for us they hunt for them
Whenever I'm awake I look, Out
Never know when I'll get took, Out
The hunter likes to sneak behind, You
Waiting just to undermind, You
Any chance he'll get he'll blind, You
Anywhere you go he'll find, You
There really is no other op-tion
Caught up in the new contrap-tion
To get away is the objec-tion
He smells the scent of your attrac-tion
The predatore will get the prey
Pray for your life that you get away
Weigh out the pros and then the cons
Confusion will just lead you on to the slaughter, by the hunter
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt for food they hunt for fun
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt to see the hunted run
The hunter and the hunted
They hunt the strong they hunt the weak
The hunter and the hunted
A friendly game of hide and seek
The hunt is better than the kill, Real
Close your eyes and try to feel, The steal
Cold metal to your grill, Kneel
Wish it was a sleeping pill, Peel
His wig and watch watch his blood spill, Dead
The hunt is better than the kill, They said
The hunt is better than the kill, They said
The hunt is better than the kill,
The hunt us the thrill and the kill is just the reward for the chase
You never get to see his face, You race
You get away but you leave a trace, A Clue
The fox is smarter than the hound, True
That's exactly why they hunt him down, Caught
You hear his little heart pound, Fear
Murder on the battle ground, Dead
The head hunter takes the head
Yeah he was meant to die before he fled, Ha Ha Ha
A good hunter don't hunt for the kill
A good hunter hunts for the hunt
Now that's a perfect hit right there
That's a perfect shot
That's a clean kill right to the heart, See that
The runner running from the gunner
The gunner's gonna, wanna
Kill him when he see em
Done away with
Almost captured one of these days I will master the get away
Got away clean I mean
There's not a way out
I mean, no means, no hide aways, no routes
What's this about the hunt
What's this about the hunter
What's this about the hunted
Now some will hunt to stay alive, and survive
Others hunt to kill a tribe, and divide
You can be on either side, Of Course
Let's begin
Asalaam alaikum, people of good will
I offer you the greeting of thought manifested skill
to finally reveal the open-end chapter
As real as the flesh that you're embodied in
to the skull cavity your mind is rotting in, I'll be riding in
And there might have been a slight, rotation warp to curve
the course of course I'm cordial when I'm reportin
I won't distort, I don't contort
connect conduct collect console or conceal
In full control of the roll of the wheel
My eyes are my appliance to decipher the science
Omitting defiance with the high-tech mic check
The buttons that flashed I pushed for absolute
destruction your structure is lifted from the ground
The foundation mound is broke, so you float around
I'm embedded in what is known as beat
Let it be shown, every enzyme is complete
In time, you'll see the pace of the pulse pump
rapidly, heart rate, happily marched
I happen to be the dark man who holds the charts
I arch my horizontal line to make a rainbow
.. but it ain't the same though, yo
The tried and true pros are chasing fool's gold
sliding through holes, like small rodents
It's obviously, evident my embellishment
peaks at two-ninety-two I.Q.
Cause Big Ace is the spinner, in the, center
Inventor, and I plan to be a winner meaning
I'll be in the inner outer ovaries, overload, overboard
overseas hearin oversees more, than the eye can
I stand, limited primitive, sentimentalist, escapist
The way I shape this landscape, automatically makes this, vivid
I give it a rivet, hold it, stand at the pivot
I love it, learn to live it, then give you my exhibit
Not inhibited, not even a little bit, when I'm inclined
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
and you can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guideline
You can play the sideline, write rhymes in your spare time
cause I'd rather stimulate your mind than emulate your purpose
And we have only touched on the surface of the serpent
Consider me part of the dust, in the dusk
I must collect the samples from the rust
Penetrate the crust then trust no living
Driven by the sonic, language passion
Your ashes spark the flashes, of the neon
from be-yond, what kind of planet could I be on?
I don't know, but I'ma be on, for eons, and eons
While many think that they can never play out
Get trapped in a timeframe, and never find their way out
I stay off the dramatization, and I balance
Always seeking the challenge, to show the world
the incredible talents, I cut the corners, smooth out the surfaces
Worthlessness is just, half of the problem
I read the grid kid, I did every column
I note the animal kingdom, and the phylum
WHYLUM style em, until they get to hit the target
I mark it on the bullseye, of flies
and the buffalo wing in the sky
My architectnique sparks the dark streets of your resting ground
I suggest that you warn your town
I inhabit the oxygen, mark off the memory
You will never forget to remember the lone wolverine
marine biologist machine with the verbal
Internal mind fertile, foot, over hurdle
Tight, like girdle, and my word'll be the last
I incubate, every other millennium
I fast and I hibernate, to pass any of em
I am potent, untraceable
No color no odor no taste no replaceable parts
No heart, no head, just a carcass
The darkest days come, right before the light
I watch my watch and stand right before the mic
By the powers, vested in me, I digested MC's
food for thought, caught on to the end of the rope and swung
Then stood stiff, as if, I was on a cliff
Not beneath sticks, my feet are made of bricks
When I walk my footprints indent cement
I am not practical, nor am I unusual
Nor am I oblivious to, hideous crimes
Every city is captured and trapped in my mind
Given the spinal tap, as the final rap climbs
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
My attempts to redefine your hip-hop guidelines
You can play the sidelines, write rhymes in your spare time
Cause I have become the night owl on the prowl
Master of the free penpal style
Cause I'm, om-nipotent
I'm, some, government experiment that is out of control
I'm from some big black hole
I square up, select, and rec'd, every tangle
I flare up, and you can try, any angle
Even Bermuda, but I bury the barracuda
this is not a love ballad but it is a slow song
(?) tell you 'bout this girl i know well this girl i used to know
her name's
makeba
makeba
sweet makeba
makeba
makeba
yo how you doin' baby it's been a long time
haven't seen you in a couple of years and the last i heard you lost your mind
well how you been who you been with how's it been goin'
still into hip hop are you still flowin'
oh yeah that's cool
we should kick back maybe have a session
i remember you tellin' me you had to get away couldn't stay another day
in the life of L.A. in the city
that's peace
yo where you been China Africa Greece
least you coulda dropped me a letter or a phone call
let me know you was all right
your friends and your family and they kept tellin' me
makeba disappeared in the night
now i know that you had big dreams makeba
but i had big dreams too
and all this time you were searchin' makeba
did any your dreams come true
i remember i used to be down for you and you was down for me
i had your back and you had my back makeba
i wanted you to be my g
makeba
yo you know i got another girl after that right
she kinda looked like you too a little bit
sweet makeba
yo why don't you just come to the crib you know
we could listen to some music talk about things
ooh i see you're not a young girl anymore and you're all grown up
and you been around the world
wanna see what life's gonna offer you it's your young world and it's all for
you probably got a man in every country that wants you
like i wanted you but you didn't want that
remember how we used to make love makeba
'member how you loved it when i hit it from the back
makeba
i had love for you
i had wanted you
i had needed you
i remember comin' to your house seven in the morning
ready for school but we didn't even go
it was right back to my house where we kissed liked kids
and we jumped in the bed and you know
i loved makin' love to my makeba
she was like my queen of Sheba
i remember how we used to smoke chiba
oh you don't smoke no more well that's cool
well everybody gotta stop sometime
i remember one time when you hid my stash and saved my ass from the one time
i remember some fools tried to jump me and you jumped up before anybody did
we used to say if and when we get married we'll have kid after kid after kid
after kid
after kid after kid after kid after kid after kid
damn that's a lot of kids
makeba
sweet makeba
i had love for you
i had wanted you
i had needed you
how i loved makin' love to my makeba
well remember how the whole crew used to hang tough
well everybody's doin' they thang and stuff
and everybody's still actin' like they know
and a few more people ain't w/us no mo'
oh me i'm just chillin'
makin' my music livin' and buildin'
tryin' to make a million out this little ol' dime and this nickel
and lickin' lickle shots for the prophets we forgot
but other than that i'm glad you back on deck
i expect to see you in the near future
if you wanna just sit and chat talk about the good old days
good old times what was in style what's goin' on now
cause it has been a while
makeba
honey girlfriend
left in a whirlwind put a brother in a tailspin
just twirlin'
had a few laughs and kicks
but me and my clique don't be trippin' no tricks
i still got a piece of me to give you
you still got a piece of you to give me
you listenin' but you don't hear me
we can pick up right where we left at but
i gotta be me and you gotta accept that
i just wanna be homies
cause i ain't got love like Monie
cause soon as you got close you got ghost
and you tried to leave Acey 'lone-y
so hook up w/me if you can cool
but you know i know what you get loose to
and if you play your cards right get your shit tight
then we might be down like we used to
okay listen up gentlemen
veterans vitamins specimen Letterman
tell a friend pedalin'
amphetamine medicine Medalin
hematology skeleton trojan velatin
reverend see no evil since Solomon
origin motherland
must I begin babbling?
amphibian oblivion
i'm livin' the life of ten men following a mannequin that leads you
straight into a brick wall you shall fall like Berlin
you believe in oppression lesson learnin' Zen
gatherin melanin oxygen
wonder if this never could truly never be comprehended
i bled so sick when down to a mic and a pen
listen
it's the greatest show on earth
the audience is manipulated by the benevolence kind (?????)
poison keen justify recollect sunken boisterous wallow
devoted dominate vanity vanguard assimilation
accusation aggression stolen light picture convexity contrast
prepare aware
humanize imitate overpower initiate
dispell this spell
transgression transcend transmission
lurking avarice secluded passe mundane fleeced
dim obscure evangelistic prophet
evoke revoke dominion legend load
flamboyant judgemental swift vex sex decadence and solitude
dude
maybe i should warn you before i storm on you some more
disarm you and reform you
don't wanna harm you or alarm you
but nobody's leavin' here till they stop breathin' and choke
ever since i was a child teethin' and able to speak i spoke heathen
under this tent's the greatest show ever seen ever heard
from the evergreen to the neverland ranch you never dreamed
but you slept and i witnessed it
it's over your head it's way outta your grasp now
you're outta weed outta cash outta gas and you're outta style
outta place and you're outta line and you're outta touch and you're outta
time
and you're outta turn outta tune and you're outta wind
and you're one outta ten who must be outta their goddamn minds
i'm outta reach i'm outta you're element out of the ordinary outta sight
i'm a outsider
it's outta my hands i'm outta this world on the mic
and this is the greatest show on earth
Aceyalone sends his wishes to all the frightful night out on the (????)
circus
under the stars electric traveling bazarre/bizarre packed w/laughter
how far do you have to go to see the half-man amphibian show
Mars
sarcasm at it's best but of course the exhibit's droppin' right into your
neighbourhood parking lot structure
colorful gleamin' beamin' neon ferris wheel
the kid in all of us fool
you want a ticket what is magic a woman being sawed in half
and live to talk about it you'll see her spine gyrate
we'll have a gypsy read your palm and tell your fate
we'll have the great bandini's opening act a spoon bender
he'll do his thing kid shook his coat and he dropped a fork
ta da!
it's a concrete forest of course it is of course it is
the lamp posts are the oak trees the street tops are the streams
the natives all stay inside their huts until that bright sun beams
then slowly they crept out to get some air
some argued some screamed some beamed some slept
som re-tatched some wept some hobbled some betrayed
some planted some begged some parted others laughed
some paniced some breathed some movement by the trees
somebody some magical logical something in the loom
some whom shall i say someone is watching every step you take
some doom is waiting for you in the shed
some thought some book some other's point of view
some bled some bland some music by the band
some danced some stood some drunk some (?plight/plotted?)
some plant some growth some joint some exotic
some gather in the end and they bought the farm
some dared some (?apple?) some charm some scared
some hands around your neck some place some (?scapel?)
some trouble some fallin' from beginnin' to end
but never could understand
the greatest show on earth
it's the greatest show that's ever been
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Lemme hear somethin'
Lemme hold somethin'
Roll somethin'
Lemme show you somethin'
What'chu know good
What's poppin' wit'chu
What's happenin'
What's crackalackin'?
How you mackin'?
You still bad actin'?
[Verse 1: Aceyalone]
I'll be in the back rappin'
Clownin' and laughin'
Jumped up
When I heard somebody was cappin'
I'm usually kickin' it and coolin' and lampin'
Then I heard wackass rappers was runnin' rampant
They always wanna sample it
Take it for they own
And take it home
But they eventually break a bone
But I'ma take 'em on
To the break a dawn
I'll take your girl and make her moan
Shit I'm in the zone
Sorry for fuckin' up your little tea party
My bad, just wanna show you how we party
Losers night out, hit the club like a champ
Find me a spot on the floor and set up my camp
Cuttin' up the amps and dancin' with some ladies
Been livin' shady since the late eighties
A date maybe, in a purple moon
I was dippin' so hard that I broke the spoon
I like to float about five feet off the floor
Offa brown rum, green bud and off tour
Off the head, offa the pacific shore
Rhymes galore, what more could you ask for?
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Casual]
It's like the buddha bomb brothers we gutter
I let 'em shine now I close the shutters
On the others so let's begin
The way I finesse the pen
Keep me runnin' through women
Like estrogen
Little mama with the sexy skin
Still lets me in
In the bay jet skiin'
With two lesbians
I leans gangsta
Whatever you catch me in
Even a Harley lookin' out for pedestrians
Cats remember the rap
The center is action packed
Adrenaline
Raw raps will hinder them
With more momentum than a pendulum shift
Bear witness to the synthesis I'm hittin' em with
Casual and Aceyalone
You crazy? Imagine your brains being blown
Nigga burn somethin', learn somethin'
Blow somethin' like you want something'
If not, lemme hold somethin'
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Big Arch]
I'm living large like a fresh white 3-X
You give me respect
And if you don't like it get the eject
I detect a gang of haters in the 380
Your innovator
Beat creators
Keep thinkin you gon' be major
O say ya got me gone off doja
The rap composer
The shit I just told ya
Should hold ya
Wanna dose of ya nigga?
Hold your composure
I'll be back in another twenty-four
When I get sober
Lo and behold
A nigga flowin' so cold
I grab the microphone
And turn it into a sno-cone
Ha! Big nigga gettin my smoke on
When I leave I'll still be bumpin up on the system in your home
Uh! While you willin' to get it on
I'll be killin' this song
Got you feelin' it in your bones
The chrome steady driven it in your dome
Makin' sure you niggaz get it and then I'm gone
I'm through your zone like I'm Jerome Bettis n'
Ha! You know you gon' get it if
I'ma give these niggaz a dose of they own medicine
You come off in this nigga's home
Showin' the wrong ettequitte
C'mon killa
Mind your manners my gorilla
There's plenty of scrilla
And bananas for a nigga
But you gotta be a go getta
Get you a good girl
Don't get you no gold digga
Chorus
The walls have ears, the windows have eyes
and a wise man tells no lies
The walls have ears, the windows have eyes
and a dead man tells no lies
Repeat
No lies, no lies, no lies
And a dead man tells no lies
If these walls could talk
They would tell you things you wouldn't believe
These windows have seen sights you couldn't imagine
And it can't be erased by Windex or a coat of paint
Chorus
Surprise!!!
For each and every wall that ever stood it has a story
Some are not so obvious and some are self-explantory
It's padded wall in my laboratory
They're lookin through the keyhole of you dormitory
Meanwhile, up in my observatory, my telescope sees the glory
And it also sees the horror and the gory they speak derogatory
These walls in this hotel room
Tell more tales about fat tales and head
It was heard but never said, instead the walls bleed
Yeah, while they bleeding
You could hear the couples cheating, undercover meetings
Behind these seedy motel walls best believe they had it all
Wreaking balls don't bounce against the wall
to make that building fall
The walls outside my apartment complex
building projects are so complex
Yet they are taken all out of text
Like the wall of Berlin, the wall of 'Nam, the wall of China
And my tag on the wall as a reminder
Chorus
Now of course the eyes are the true windows to the soul
As well as the window to the world's soul
Whether plain glass or stained glass
Every set of eyes has a set of windows with a set of eyes
Now tell me what the world would be
if we did not have windows (We did not have windows)
You would hardly ever catch the criminal or see the swindle
Everyone inside would need A/C when they assemble
A private penitentiary at home is what it might resemble
See my window-pane got so much pain
The glass is busting out the frame
So let the candle kindle in the window as a symbol
I be leavin' my window open hoping that I might get a breeze
But when the wind comes in the eyes
come in and eyes don't seem to want to leave
Because spying eyes by eyeing the prize
and eyeing on your movement
You can change your wall and windows
with some building home improvement
But looky looos they still be trying
you look inside your window
The walls will hear it ever single time you voice crescendos
It's enough to make you tremble, leave you in limbo
Can it also be simple?
Because these are fundamentals
for the mental so don't get sentimental
Because these are not your windows
these wall are really rentals
They know everything your into
And all the business that you tend to
So keep your windows rolled up
and don't hold up the wall against the floor
And while you're window shopping
don't bother stopping at my store
I put a note in the window, but you couldn't read what is said
So I took a rock and carved it in the glass and it read:
Chorus
As I awaken
Born from the slums and taken
Through the ritual, childhood, puberty, adulthood, maturity
And mastery of me
And my surroundings counting down the days till I'm exposed,
"I hear it move swiftly" underneath the nose
Till one day you're face to face you're gonna cross the line
You're lost for time
Life lose diminished
Heart beat finished replenish
Now you can be one with the light
But when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
Hook:
So hollow the ground and don't put up a fight
Cause when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
Yeah, obey the laws and do everything right
But when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
For real we take 'em away
They take 'em away
We take 'em away
They take 'em away
We take 'em away
Verse 2:
I hear the sound of the rain trickling down my window pane
It stains the seal to let me know life is real
Sustain and build and and maintain a force field
I use it in a time of need when it's hazzardest
As it is said
Be defensive at all time for instance
As soon as I'm elevated out of existence
I am no more
I can soar
Right on the back of an eagle
Or look eye to eye with a beetle
But now I am engaged
In none other than the physical form in which I'm caged
Such lawlessness involved in this charade
Tainted face painted black
"Is that the end momma? Can't I come back?"
No your train stops here
Right where the rain drops appear
Next stop inbetween the ears
Objection to make you cirular
Work you just enough so you can work yourself
Hook
Verse 3:
Overly anxious can't just wait
To see when death is gonna pull you to your fate
It's inevitable there's no escape
There's no mistake
Every time a life is given it's another one you have to take
Then your electricity and and your energy's released
Born into another soul after your physical's deceased
May you forever rest in peace
Although your current is concurrent there is no deturrent
You will cease to be no more
The war has been won
The warrior is rested and your duty here is done
Just when you think you're having fun
It'll snatch you up and run
For a second you appreciate the sun
For a half a second you appreciate the stars
For a half a second you reflect on who you are
And what you where
And in a flash it's all a blur
Hook
Outro:
Ladies and gentlemen today's subject is death
The way I look at it it's three basic elements right?
Die, dying, dead right? Die, dying, dead. Death becomes you says the crow to
the cheetah because you're an old cat. See you seem a little under the
weather, while me, my wings are as strong as ever, he says.
"Well that may be so" the cheetah says to the crow, but you know where to
find me, because everybody gets their time card pulled. You'll just be a few
more steps behind me, and behind you may I remind you so is everything that's
true and living, that's life driven is given a final shock boy. Frankly
speaking, everything in here is on the clock boy. Every atom, organism,
insect, animal, man is gonna die, dying, dead. "Death becomes you," says the
[Jabberwocky]
Excuse me, does anyone have the time?
No!!!
[Aceyalone]
If you knew what makes me tick
It'll probably make you sick
Lay my days of my life in front of you
and I'll let you take your pick
Come on
Pull back the curtain but make sure that you are certain
That it will be worth the energy that you end up exerting
Now walk past the doorway step in the foyer
Don't you bother knocking
I'm a grandfather clockin' everything you do
I'm seeing through you faultiness
So sprinkle me but not with saltiness
The ghetto taught me this
I fought for this, I fight for this, I spend my life for this
And if you put your brain to work it ain't hard to decipher this
Counting down the days boy closer to your doom
Time keeper for the Reaper, the family heirloom
Like staring at my grandfather clock inside my room
It'll never miss a tick-tock, it strikes everyday a noon
Every hour on the hour, it'll sing a tune
Every half hour ot'll croon and yell out at the moon
You can't escape the master time, no one is immune
The hands of time will grab you when the moments opportune
No one is immune
When the moments opportune
Carved from a tree trunk bark
What a wonderful work of art
Well I usually wear my sundial
but it don't work when it's dark
(don't work when it's dark)
No electric parts spark as mechanical as he is
He'll kindly say just wind me and then show me where the key is
Then I go about my day and I flow about the way
He never has nothing to say, he just sits there on display
I seen one in the cafe, one inside the cabaret
Timekeeper for the Reaper, what a pretty price to pay
Chorus
So don't you bother knockin' at, I'm a Grandfather clokin'
Everything you do, I'm seeing through your masquerade
At midnight you will hear the serenade and don't you be afraid
It's like clock work orange lemonade with the bottomless glass
When it's time for that ass!!
Tick-tock
My Grandfather clock goes
Tick-tock 3X
The pendulum is swinging and it just don't ever stop
Tick-tock
My Grandfather clock goes
Tick-tock 2X
My Grandfather clock
I used to have this coo-coo clock
that would bother my Grandfather clock
Never gave it no rest so I flew over the top of the nest
And then at my request I ask him to resign
He was never on time, one hour behind
At ten, he stuck at nine
But he did not fuck with mine cause I murdered that machine
If you ever beat the clock you know exactly what I mean
(exactly what I mean)
I hold my Grandfather clock in high esteem
My alarm clock screams cause he knows how long it takes me
But my Grandfather clock leans over and he shakes me
And they both race against time to see who will be
the first to wake me
But when I became awoke my alarm clock was broke
And my Grandfather clock was staring right down my throat
And he leaned a little bit closer and he told and I quote:
"If you ever race against me, you will surely come up short,"
He said, "I'm better than your Timex, your Rolex or your Swatch
Your Fossil, Casio, Quartz, your diamond studded watch,"
He said, "I control how long you stay alive
I'ma tap you on you shoulder at eleven fifty-five"
When the time arrives and then and only then
you'll have your five minutes of funk
I said my final salutations as I stepped amongst the monks
Then he took me exactly where I stodd like he should
And I tried to reason with him and I tried knocking on wood
But he said
Intro:
Can't hold on.
Hook:
Hold on is what they say
But I say open up your hands and let it fly away
Until the day it comes back and it was meant to be
Take a look at the lovely gift the world has sent to me
Don't suffer you got to maintain
The rougher the storm gets the more they complain
They don't aim
They shoot sporadaically
Panicky and so dramatically
He ran frantically
Summarized by the look in his eyes
He couldn't hold on after one too many tries
Verse 1:
He held on tight
He put his arm around it and he squeezed with all his might
Don't fight
You should let it go
And sooner than you think it will be right back at your door
Open it up if your open up to learn
Got your head between your legs hoping it returns
They're not concerned
They're so continuous
No matter what my opinion is it's all strenuous
Summarized by the look in his eyes
He couldn't hold on after one too many tries
She held on tighter
She put her arms around it because she knew it would excite her
Don't fight her
You should let it go
And sooner than you think it will be back at your door
Open it up if you're open up to learn
Got your head between your legs hoping it returns
They're not concerned they're so continuous
No matter what my opinion is it's all strenuous
Summarize because she was not wise
She couldn't hold on after one too many tries
Hook
Verse 2:
They hold on tight
They put their arms around it and they squeezed with all their might
Don't fight
You should let it go
And sooner than you think it will be right back at your door
Open it up if you're open up to learn
Got your head between your legs hoping it returns
They're not concerned they're so continuous
No matter what my opinion is it's all strenuous
Summarized by the look in their eyes
In front of the mic, behind the limelight
A star so bright shines refined advancement
Dance with the last man on the face of the earth
Who did the electric sl-i-i-ide over the verse
Hands held high, connect the antennas
Do or die when we fly, face the grimace
Yeah let's get this off you ready, Fast Eddie
Drop a load on 'em, wrong folks got a hold on 'em
Put the Blowed on 'em, roll on 'em
Roll over 'em, no control over 'em, over me
Outwardly, inwardly, openly, awkwardly
Happily, dastardly, tragedy and casualty
Same story same flight
Where they put yo' body same strip same spot, same endin
Same car, same engine, same tension brewin
Give me the steel, what the FUCK is you doin?
You done enough it's not enough, act two
I'm runnin up it's not a bluff, I'm bout to crack you
Nonchalant, idiot savant no comp
Romp, with the big guys, stomp all the pies
Kick the box, light these M-80's
Ladies grab your babies, run for safety
I don't think it may be a, good idea to stand here
You have no idea of what the FUCK'S about to land here
Smart bombs, J-DAMS, bring mayhem
Hold up, god damn, it's just a party
Dirty red carpet and you walk by me wobbly
Obviously, oblivious, frontin snobby
Heat to the Mojave, heat to the robbery
Beat, to the rhymin, each, brother probably
Taxpayers killed the mayor, and the senator
Rhyme sayers say a prayer, see a minister
Drinks are on the house, the house is on the hill
The hills are on FIRE, it started in the fields
Smoke inhalation, no ventilation
No fire station, no assimilation
Minus the heroes and plaques memorial sites
become burial sites, from high aerial flights
Hover over David Blaine, I'm here to save the game
Fifty-two pick-up witcha brain
Alone lies the man on the track
Lonely as the dagger in my back, staggerin fowards
Fallin face flat, still spittin at you
Still gettin at you, they're all laughin at you
My greatest gift of all was the ability to fall
Get back up and fall, get back up and fall
Get back up and fall and crawl and get back up and brawl
And make 'em lick the balls
Now the dagger's in my back pocket, I hear the track I rock it
Pull your arm outta socket, reachin for the cockpit
Rock shit, roll shit, control shit
Hold shit down 'til we slow on some old shit
I'll stick the pin in your neck just to earn respect
Stuff the paper in your mouth if I have to spell it out
Or write it on yo' forehead cause that's what I'm about
Run the route, bring water to the drought
When all else fails on the trails of love
Hate becomes judged, happiness won't budge
Wickedness does just as wickedness does
And I'm just gettin a buzz, I'm sayin it just because I can
Just because I am a man
With the, hand that fit it and the teeth marks embedded
But God's hands, grip tight, and don't forget it
The evil in your heart is, misery's home
Where ugly is bred and grown, I refuse
I defuse the bomb but just for a moment
And like out of NOWHERE comes yo' worst opponent
The first ones on it, the last to leave
All my, trash is treasure, that's how it's perceived
At the end of my spin when the heights achieved
I'ma leave with a bang like how I was conceived
There's thieves in the temple with tricks up they sleeve
A bunch of wild boys was hanging around
At the local neighborhood saloon
And some cat kept dropping quarters down in the jukebox
Playing all the favorite tunes
And back by the bar playing cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon Jones
And watching over his luck
Was the love of his life
Is the lady that was known as Simone
When out of the night which was dark and cold
Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit room
Stumbled in a thug
Who was smelling like bud
And his eyes looked high as the moon
He looked like a man with his foot in the grave
And his lifetime about to be out
Yet he slapped down some hundred-dollar bills on the bar
And he yelled out "drinks on the house"
Now nobody could place where this dude was from
But we knew that he was far from home
But we drank to his health
And the last to drink was big bad Solomon Jones
Now there are some G's
Who just run the streets
And they live life in and out of jail
And such was he, that kind of OG
That looked like he'd been through hell
With his hair in cornrows
A mean mug grill
Like a dog who's day is done
He lit up the green stuff in his cigar
And took hits one by one
Now I got to thinking who this cat could be
And what the hell is- going on
Well I turned around and who was staring at him
The lady that was known as Simone
And the white t-shirt all stained with dirt
He was trying not to be rude
But he was trying to find another
Good song on the jukebox
So he could just set the mood
Have you ever been out in the city streets
With the gang-made players so clear
Where the police and gangsters control the block
And gunshots is all that you hear
When the only sounds are the drums of war
And you left out in the cold
A half-dead man in a half-dead world
And a yellow-brick road to go
Then all of a sudden the music changed
And everyone just held their post â¨But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
And everything that you held close
â¨That someone has stolen the women you love
And that her love was a devil's lie â¨That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die â¨It's the painful cry of a man's despair deep down in his bones â¨I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones
And the stranger turned
And his eyes had burned
In a most peculiar way
And the white t-shirt that was stained in dirt
He sat in to watch me sway
Then his mouth had frowned up in this kind of grin
And he spoke in a voice so clear
"Boys you don't know who I am
And I know that you just don't care"
"Now I'ma say these words
''cause these words are true
And when I'm done here I'll be gone
But one of you boys is a shiesty dog
And his name is Solomon Jones"
Then I ducked my head
And the lights went out
And two guns blazed in the dark
Then I women swooned
And the lights came on
And the two men laced with the starch.
With a bullet in his head
And pumped full of lead
Was big bad Solomon Jones
What a thug from the street
Who was hoeing his heat
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a check two, a mic a check two
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, and I'm a check you
I start most of my raps off kinda slow
just so you could see exactly where it gonna go
I make sure your body's strapped in
cause I'ma tailspin and you're liable to get thrown
The bible is the microphone; I read from the scripture
leave it up to you to see the pictures
I hover above MC's like a flying saucer
with the sorcery to alter the future
present and the past, don't be hesitant to ask
me to be the man I'll be the last
I'll be movin fast on that ass, I stipulate your fate
I take a grip I'll take a shot I'll break your plates
Now can you take the weight or do I have to make it lighter tighter
than you could imagine that I had to been when I recite a rhyme
I might as well be inside of your mind
I know you thinkin, "Damn! How does he? What was he a man
or a machine with computerized diagrams?"
I tell em, "Nope! I am of the flesh, fresh, dope"
I'm set apart you're just a shot in the dark
and the darkness casts no shadow
And I'll be victorious, no matter who I battle
So every rapper in the house shut the fuck up!
Cause if it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- check one, check two
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- check a one two check a one two
If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a check one check two now I check you
Now everyone knows I got the Milk like D, homemade quilt
to get your wig peelt, like it should be
Top o' the mornin to ya, it's so many ways to do ya
I offer you the shield, just before I deal on ya
I recommend, that when I squeeze the puss from your skin
you pretend it ain't happenin
Cause everywhere is my stompin grounds
When MC's stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest
You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor
not to, jet (nah you ain't goin nowhere)
not until you show us you be flippin
I give your body lashes and whippins
T crashes the board like Pippen, I has to be trippin
Not for your pleasure or your entertainment I came with
a crew called self, and everybody looked just like me
And we agreed that we dope fool
We got flavor and everyone knows who's the saviour
Cause everyone knows, everyone knows
Everyone knows I got flow
And if it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a check two, a mic a check two
If it wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn't for a mic check you wouldn't have a check at all
- a one two, and I'ma check you
See the mic check brings all the chaos to order
I conquer the perimeter sealing the borders
to catch the feeble child weeble wobble style evil subject
Too deadly ready to wreck, anyone in my way
I am what is know as the expandable specimen
not understandable when I handle my mic check
I enlarge to full capcacity drasticallly fast
it has to be my well manicured dastardly pure blast
will sniffle and lift, level and shift, earthplates
Speeded up birthrate repetitive let it live then let it die
Right inside the eye of the negative
I love puttin pressure on the lesser competitive
Inferior you're determined, vermin, sherman stick smoked
I got the elephantitus styles superior stroke
of genius, I spoke and hell broke loose
I saturated the streets, 'fatuated by drum beats
My heat, so-lar, warms the po-lar
Melting glaciers, I are shooting star chaser
The laser beam on my hip swings when I rip
Fully loaded electricity clips I can't miss
stimulating your body fluids to flow as well as I do
I do what is necessary to counter the blockage
I can just rocket/rock-it with no fuel, dual exhaust
is costing your life renewal
I bring about a change meanin I'm about as strange as they come
I come from the depths and wish they slept none son
I am I was I be because I'm me
originality for your fatality
Now I am a traveler word scambler
not a scribbler or a scavenger, eatin the place
You're greedy and feedin your face, cause you're needin a taste
of this niceness, but my advice is don't imitate
my likeness, oh I'ma fella who knows what the
mic is, and I do it somethin like this
Freestyle Fellowship Aceyalone Mikah 9 Jupiter Peace
Chillin Villain Empire Afterlife Hip Hop Clan Mass Men The Nonce
AbRude Western Hemisphere Meen Green Boomin James Born
Allah First...
And if if wasn't for a mic check I wouldn't have a check at all
- check one check two now I'm through with you
And all the Heavyweight crew puttin it down, Ten Cent Eve
Uhh, yeah - today is Easter..
So what? Uhh, yeah
[Chorus]
When I rock the beat it sounds so incredible
When I put it down it's so unforgettable
Shootin this gift is just so enjoyable
Truth of the matter is so unavoidable
[Verse 1]
Right over the track you can hear my flow
But watch, for the train, cause it doesn't move slow
I like to gain mo', mental men blow
I know by the symptoms, the system is malfunctioned
But, how can you function without any plan
to put it in your own hands - but I doubt it
See we was all put here, so you could put a foot here on my neck
You better bring a tec/technician
cause permission was respect when I kick
For the mic check, and the almighty intellect
So let's take time to reflect, they haven't got me yet
Place your bets, rapps on deck
[Chorus]
When I rock the beat it sounds so incredible
When I put it down it's so unforgettable
Shootin this gift is just so enjoyable
Truth of the matter is so unavoidable
[Verse 2]
Motherfuckers walk with they nose up
And they all-seeing third eye closed up
And the green-eyed monster waitin in the cut
Just to fuck 'em up, I know the streets gon' suck 'em up
Turn on your television, check out the media
And let it captivate you, follow the needier
There's no experience, in your interview
30 words a minute, we won't be needin you!
So let your hustle guide, and don't you be afraid
And if you come up sho't, that's how the game was played
First it's Dr. Jekyll, and then it's Mr. Hyde
It was a groovy ride, now kiss yo' ass goodbye
And you can make it through, and you can make away
I'll keep on mockin you, until the break of day!
Yeah, uhh - uhh yeah, rapps on deck
[Chorus]
When I rock the beat it sounds so incredible
When I put it down it's so unforgettable
Truth of the matter is so unavoidable
Shootin this gift is just so enjoyable
Uhh yeah, rapps on deck - rapps on deck
... Happy Easter
Yeah, say what
Now how the god damn pot go and call the kettle black? that bull shit
Yo, but this ain't though
Chapter 7, Verse 1, Attention
[chorus]
All Balls Don't Bounce, some balls roll and some balls hang
and some people have a ball doin' they thang
now what's the result? Your life is biased
all one-sided surrounded by liars
trials and tribs
it's all ad-libs, and all breakin' you a coupla ribs
now what if I breaks the tail on the lizard
is it gonna grow back?
it is and you know that
but that ain't the case
I picture the place
I capture a kodak and show dat face
you're just a shit stain on the draws of life
and the trials of life, and the styles of life
you won't be happy 'till you lost your life
or lose your mind, or die of boredom
or try to kill 'em all and let your God sort 'em
better earn your keep, and learn to leap
or burn in your sleep
tryin' to get a little somethin, yo I peep
you bein devoted, but you shoulda let it seep thru the mask you sported
[with chorus in background]
you ended up a swiggler caught in a swiggle
just gimme the signal
and I'll state the terms
as long as I can be there with fate to change
you smokin sherm
or whatever the name, you're a trivial part in a trivia game
now what's your aim? a presidential campaign
like Ross Perot, he lost it though
but he got a billion in da bank for show
oh me I'm po' and you like me
but I don't like you, nigga you all fronts
and I won't let one apple spoil the bunch
now get yo' hat & get yo' coat
all afloat, we goin' back to the real
I got a question, answer me this
what if me and you got caught in a twist
and you accidentally got caught by the fist
what's the gist, or what's the justice
or better yet what if I had got busted
for tryin to go out like General Custer
well kiss yo' family, meet me at the juncture
better have a little bit a acupuncture
I reckon that you gonna have to smoke another bongload to get you enough
to open your mouth
because I doubt that you know what it's really about
[Chorus]
heard you keep your jewels in a safe
that ain't safe with a $10 locket
I keep mines in between my front pockets
cause I'm a darkie and they want me
castrated, assassinated, well here's your merit
better wear it
with pride, just don't get all mushy inside
and don't get pushy
or wishy washy, your heart is squishy
when it should be strong, your tail is bushy
when you shouldn't even have one
do you want another big hit of the bong?
All Balls Don't Bounce, now you wanna get indignant
show your stupidity and act all ig'nant
now you got pigment, so you my kin
it's like the hand it's still on ice
so you might starve tryin' to carve you a slice
with a little brown rice and some black eye peas
or 2 black eyes and 2 broke knees
and 2 broke niggas tryin to steal the cheese
got family ties, your family's giving
your family tries, your family's living
your family croaks, dies of a stroke
and that's the end, but then you awoke
as a baby again
so in your next life you can be squabbler
and eat peach cobbler till you get fat
you can even live in a manshion or a wigwam
just remember all balls go flat
All Balls Don't Bounce, All Balls Don't Bounce and the Nonce know
All Balls Don't Bounce and Punish know
All Balls Don't Bounce and DJ Kilo know
All Balls Don't Bounce ....Mikah 9 know
All Balls Don't Bounce....Abstract know
All Balls Don't Bounce....Fat Jack know
All Balls Don't Bounce....????? know
All Balls Don't Bounce....CV Shack (????) know
All Balls Don't Bounce....Ganjah K know
All Balls Don't Bounce....my nigga Jupiter know
All Balls Don't Bounce....Volume 10 know
All Balls Don't Bounce....????? know
All Balls Don't Bounce....????? know
All Balls Don't Bounce....Tyrone know
All Balls Don't Bounce....The West Coast know
All Balls Don't Bounce....The East Coast know
All Balls Don't Bounce....The World know
Yeah! And you don't stop
Now, once again Ace One is on the wax
and this one goes out to everybody
who experienced in their lifetime
or going to experience in their lifetime some type of hardship
Because everybody goes through hardships
See hardship belongs to me
I will never give it away or sell it for a fee
I regret to inform you I will never set it free
Everyday I'm reminded of how hard it could be
I take my pain just like a G
Got my struggle of life down to a T
It's nobody's fault but mine if I can't see
So I open my eyes and start looking for the key
Hardship is mine to hold onto
all through to the Yellow Brick Road it goes
My shoulders got the heaviest load but I pack light
and I compensate I got act right when I conversate
See some people relate but they don't understand the words
Some people can climb mountains but can't jump curbs
and vice verse. I know it's such a nice verse
but hardship makes everything worse
and worse is a reminder to stay on the path
But hardship is mine to have
because hardship keeps me in check
mainly so I can check myself I give up full respect
because he's real like a hundred-dollar bill
Without hardship you wouldn't appreciate your meals
Without hardship I wouldn't appreciate my skills
And so I do and so I grew and so I knew
that hardship not only makes most of my days blue
but it teaches me how to struggle in the jungle
and never crumble and how to remain humble
Some people they live life inside a glass case
Some people they live life in the vastness of space
And others will live long at a snail's pace
I live with hardship slapping me in the face
Because hardship belongs to me,
I will never give it away or sell it for a fee
I regret to inform you I will never set it free
Everyday I'm reminded of how hard it could be
How hard it could be...
How hard it could be...
Here we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty
Sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five ways
Today's in a maze
And start the craze
When they opened my coon
It was time to bloom
Thinkin' like ten people, trapped in one room
Sittin' in my sandbox, sand all over me
Overly anxious to get the mic in my hand
Now who wanna blow it up (I do)
Now who can rip it up (I can)
I glide like the ride of a man on a snowboard
When they pick up the microphone I ask him what he flow for
Various degrees of technique that's inside of me
Never try to be something you not- and don't lie to me
Ebony and Ivory
Keys on my piano playin'
Tryin' to test some music, but the rhythm push my your hand away
Easy as the alphabet
Hard as solid rock
Pure as the driven snow
Pissin' on your block
Mark my territory then I'm right back in it when
laughin' w/ the teras of a clown when I grin
I'm manic-depresive ever since I was an adolescent
But I never panic in a sesion when I'm bussin'
Cussin' like a sailor,
With a bottle full of Jagermeister
Ready for whatever this world has to offer me
Plus it won't get off of me
And never ever test me
I'm one w/ the universe
The energy has blessed me
Bet you wonder why you got flaws in your character
Cause you're caught in the ass-crack of America
I just want to help you all but
All I do is stare at ya
You can have a shot of this
Or maybe hit this marija
Wanna if you wanna but
If not, stay drug-free
But, plug me in the mix boy
Right up next to plug three
Talkin' out the side of your neck it ain't a remedy
I just want the whole wide world to remember me
I don't want to have to think you're working for the enemy
Sbotage. You can't conquer this energy
You can be the center of attention if you want to
My party is in the other room and
We're just having fun too
(So I'd like to signify the monkey that's in back of you)
All I want to do is get rid of all the wack in you
Do not get offended because no I'm not attacking you
I don't have to do nothin', the rapper's start smackin' you
Maybe I should just give you a taste of reality
Welcome to my art show
Its not about a salary
Take two of these a day and burn a couple calories
Me and the mic are like Mickey and Malory
Rockin' like a B-boy
Part of my anatomy
Hands on your groin'
You can join this acadamy
Accepted... Eclectic
(Repeat)
Respect it
(Repeat)
Here we go:
Five, ten, fifteen, twenty,
Twenty-five, thirty, thrirty-five, forty
Forty-five, fifty, fifty-five, sixty
Sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five ways
Today's in a maze
And start the craze
Accepted Eclectic the phrase that pays
Old Eddy Hayes it's time to blaze
One of L.A.'s that's born and raised
Now that we've got ourselves a little more acquainted
Ain't it about time I get this picture painted
I am what you call a psycho-analytical
Critical thinker of the formulas we all need
I think I'm running out of brain space in my hard-drive
Plus I need a memory-card for my control pack
Throw that hand up so I can see your finger-tips
I'm about to rip it up better than before
Yeah I had a crazy-people party and invited you
I didn't know my underground hip hop excited you
Now that I know this fact I'm gonna throw it right at you
I just want to give you everything you're entitled to
Down in the Leimert park, hangin' w/ the hooligans
Every now and then I've got to take'em back to school again
Maybe you should call me your hip hop counselor
I'll be on the rhythm when the beats start bouncin' up
I'll give you a minute just to get yourself together and
We can have a sing-along, all and together and
Here's to the netherlands, sistern and brethren
B-boy benevolence, birds of a feather and
It don't matter what you say
We all are connected
Some are on a rap path, some are mis-directed
When I say "who wrecked it" just like they expected
Aceyaloney-boy, accepted eclectic
Accepted ....Eclectic
(repeat)
Respect it
(repeat)
Yeah
Brought to you by Project Blowed Recordings
One Two, One Two
You got the levels straight?
lets do my thing
Talking shit while he was rollin' his weed
my niger hit him in the face
he didn't know that disrespect
would lead to such a serious case.
if you knew how to read the situation
you would stay your his place.
if there is one thing that everyone one needs
is their god damn space
let me talk about it as I rock it
Give me five feet,
all around the world,
I don't want no body touching me unless it's my girls
I give a pound of hugs of love some are like that
don't be tapping my shoulders
or patting me on the back
or pullin' my arm
checkin my size
I'm liable to do you harm,
my temple is my prize
I'm wise and on the really
I ain't too touchy feely
if you put your hands up on me,
I might just smack you silly
there a billion people
touch somebody else, touch yourself
I'll be sure to get at you if I need your help
but until then, maybe when I'm dead, or still
but to touch you without touchin' you is one of my gifts
talking shit while she was drunk at the bar,
my homey slapped her in the face
she didn't know that disrespect
would lead to such a serious case
if she knew how to read the situation
she would stay in her place
if it's one thing that everyone needs is their god damn space
why you all up up under me,
screamin in my ear
why you tryin to talk over the music
when you know we barely can hear
why you tuggin on my coat tail
grabbin on my sleeve
yo cover your mouth when you cough around me
don't touch me when you sneeze
I don't like disease,
I don't want to give you what I've got
yo hit the weed,
but what I don't need is someone always in my spot
stadin when I'm standing,
breathin down my neck
yo have some respect
I guess you think that water ain't wet
just back the back the fuck up,
no I ain't stuck up
I just don't want to hear your moans and groans
and hick-ups and stuff
being recorded with the tape recorders all in my grill
but touchin you without touchin you is one of my skills
talkin shit while he was up at the mic.
somebody hit him in the face
he didn't know that disrespect
would lead to such a serious case
if he knew how to read the situation
he would stay in his place
if there is one thing that everyone needs
is there goddamn space
let me talk about it as I rock it
now I'm a draw the lines on the ground and show you my squares
at least arms distance so stand over there
hey love you know I miss you
and how we embrace,
but I let you know if I wanna kiss you
or see how you taste
yo we all got issues we need to face,
so don't think I'm tryin' to diss you
when I tell you the case
in case you wondering it's just like that
I practice telepathy
I already know what you're goona say
before you step to me
I hate crowded elevators and downtown brush,
pack trains, crazy-ass people on the bus,
sometimes roll blush,
lookin' so called crush,
but I'd rather teleport through space so ya'll can bite my dust
use body language baby,
I can dig that,
but homey you need to kick back and relax on the act
the bottom line is don't invade no body's own
or maybe your own, sincerely aceyalone
talking shit while he was walking the street,
somebody shot him in the face
he didn't know that disrespect
would lead to such a serious case,
if you knew how to read the situation
you would stay in your place
if there is one thing that every one needs
is their goddamn space
give me five feet all around the world
to each his own
* This is a remake of Ed O.G.'s "I Got To Have It"
We gonna do it like this, yo this is Aceyalone
Giving a big shout out to Ed O.G. and The B.U.L.L.D.O.G.S.
Yo whole rock this, look
Yo brown is my complexion, I got that electric connection
Now who needs some protection?
We rocking hip-hop, come in and turn your gun off
Gave you the mic and off the head you couln't come off
I only say it cause nobody wants to shoot ya
I'd rather teach you science and work on the future
Aceyalone ain't not a phoney not by any means
And by any means necessary be supreme
I am the poet to flow with and get lyrical
I write songs like Smokey and the Miracles
I'm from L.A., city of the Big Bang
But everywhere around the world they screaming "Get thangs!"
And at the same time I'm screaming out "I want mine!"
It ain't nothing really new under the sunshine
But sometime you got to put away the fun time
Get it cause you only living one time, I got to have it
360 knowledge of self (I got to have it!)
Records all over the shelf (I got to have it!)
The wind underneath my wings (I got to have it!)
Money and fancy things (I got to have it!)
The food for my family to eat (I got to have it!)
The raps that can ride these beats (I got to have it!)
My own piece of this Earth (I got to have it!)
For everything life is worth (I got to have it!)
I got to have it in the 2 triple O
It's either work nine to five or you rip a flow
Or rob a nigga, but how low can you go?
I ain't a thief, I just want relief for sho'
I got to get mine, no different from everybody trying to get theirs
So I was getting prepared
Instead of spitting shots through the air, maybe getting the chair
Yeah I got ta got ta, have it have it
Like peas and carrots, broccoli and cabbage
Bread and butter, now did I stutter?
Don't you utter another word, you mouth is in the gutter
And I can't take it, don't want nothing from you
And I can't stay, I got this bitch something to do
And it's more important than Michael Jordan
Or Operah Winfery or Billy Cosby
To the death like a kamikaze, huh, I got to have it
360 knowledge of self (I got to have it!)
Records all over the shelf (I got to have it!)
The wind underneath my wings (I got to have it!)
Money and fancy things (I got to have it!)
The food for my family to eat (I got to have it!)
The raps that can ride these beats (I got to have it!)
My own piece of this Earth (I got to have it!)
For everything life is worth (I got to have it!)
See I want everything that I don't have
So don't laugh when I tell you that I want half
But I don't want your half, I just want my half
And on my behalf, put it on a phonograph
CD's tapes, packaged with a photograph
And respect the ancestors when we walk the path
Talk the math, speaking like a genuine
Bless the Gods, bless the mic, and then you rhyme
And keep it going until you end up at the finish line
And when you see the light beaming, then it's time
We kick a four or ??? this without a space ship
Don't want to take your life, I know I can't replace it
So while you're sitting around the house getting wasted
You know you're not using your full potential now you're facing
And plus, ain't nothing wrong with riding the bus
So put on your Nikes and kick rocks, I got to have it
360 knowledge of self (I got to have it!)
Records all over the shelf (I got to have it!)
The wind underneath my wings (I got to have it!)
Money and fancy things (I got to have it!)
The food for my family to eat (I got to have it!)
The raps that can ride these beats (I got to have it!)
My own piece of this Earth (I got to have it!)
For everything life is worth (I got to have it!)
I was born..
I was born..
I was born..
I was born in a concrete jungle
and I learned to make my own way (learned to make my own way)
I was raised by streets and the beats
and the books and crooks of L.A.
I was taken by the power of the word
and I had a whole lot to say (had a whole lot to say)
And I vowed, always to move the crowd
and leave em in disarray
Cause I live by the word AND I die by the sword
These here are strange days AND we here are strong
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug
This here is war AND this here is love
Soldiers are marching in
And they're going to battle again
Somebody's going to win
and somebody will lose -- and that's the truth!
Gotta learn to fight for yours
Livin in this life of yours
See they can't stifle yours
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news
I don't beg, steal or borrow
I don't expect to see tomorrow
I don't usually soak in sorrow
cause I keep all eyes on the sparrow
Cause we live by the word AND we die by the sword
These here are strange days AND we here are strong
We live by the sword AND we die by the slug
This here is war AND this here is love
Soldiers are marching in
And they going to battle again
Somebody's going to win
and somebody will lose -- and that's the real!
Gotta learn to fight for yours
Livin in this life of yours
See they can't stifle yours
if you refuse to abused, fools listen to this news
Uh-huh, fools listen to this news
Whashup, crews listen to this news
Oh yeah, you listen to this news
Gather around, gather around
We are about to spark this potential energy
and we gonna channel it to one source
because the energy can, and will be dictated
in any direction, in any situation
any which way any one shall choose
Right now since I'm the center of this energy
I choose to make it positive energy
And as for the negative energy
I'm gonna overpower the negative energy
because I know it's out there and it's like a disease
And see, once my light magnifies, the disease dies
Ya understand once my light magnifies the disease dies
The energy
Yeah, disease can't fight oxygen and light
I box em in so tight, nowhere they gon' go
And jiggawatts is low, they won't know what hit em
I warn em, then I let the energy submit em
Police yourself, increase your wealth
so you can live longer and stronger, for real doe
I don't know what you subject to
but I suppose it, ain't a bed of roses
And neither is mine, so let the energy combine
There's strength in numbers, there's no need to wonder
or slumber, or blunder
From the Land Down Under the pipe storms drain
Wouldn't hurt so good but it's, not pain
I mean it hurts so good but it's, not pain
I said it hurts so good but it's, not pain
Just the electric charge comin from the mainframe
and my main aim to dig through the dirt, stay alert
Insert the power cord so my energy will work
Pure energy spurts, sporadic, automatic
mathematic melodramatic -- acrobatic
Diplomatic, charisssssmatic
Even my static, asiatic
Microphone fanatic 'Alone
Blown in, in the whirlwind
Eye of the storm, make the energy transform
and convert, introvert turn extrovert
Intro:
oh man i got a splittin' headache
and my heart is broken up into a thousand tiny little microscopic pieces
Chorus:
i got a head full of headaches a heart that's full of woes
i'm constantly singin' them downhome blues and not many people knows
that leaves me with a twisted view of the whole wide world as i know it
and i guess i got no choice but to be a poet
Verse One:
now in my natural habitat i gravitate towards having that
and i elevate on having that
and i'll never get caught in your rabbit trap
from Yellowstone to Venezuela
Nigeria down through Australia
there's somethin i learned that i gotta tell ya
there's a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight
now i could been your doctor or your lawyer
or come to your house and clean up for ya
self destruction won't destroy ya
if you got somebody that's lookin out for ya
men are murdered women raped
people gettin beat on videotape
and people elsewhere tryin to escape
just to come to America to lick the plate
helicopters scope the land
hell is here so i hope you 'stand
hip-hop culture is African
and rappers like me gon' rule the earth
Chorus
Verse One:
now everyday i manifest and i generate and smoke cannabis
and i penetrate and i innovate and i demonstrate from Los Angeles
from Amsterdam to the Northern border
Panama Spain to Atlanta Georgia
somethin' i learned that i haven't told ya
brothers like me don't live too long
now i know you know it ain't who you know but do you know you
see cause you could go just like any Joe and that's for sho' true
so if you're straight and you're narrow and the snake's in the barrel
and the serpent is under the rainbow
and you're head over heels instead of the reals
then you're bound to be tangled
cause brothers are singin' and dancin' and rappin'
like they was a vaudeville act
but knowledge is wealth and you gotta know self
and you gotta know God's still black
cause every so often i sit and i wonder why i even trip at all
cause half are down when i get down
the other half wanna see me fall
waitin around all heaven bound and you seen that your L-7's round
and when the sky falls to the ground
and you found that the only way up is down
don't give me no additives no sedatives or preservatives
or repetitive rhetoric you give
just let it live
yet my head is poundin' i'm dealin' with this load on my mind
i got a head full of headaches a heart that's full of woes man
i'm constantly singin' them downhome blues and not many peoples knows man
that leaves me with a twisted view of the whole wide world as i know it
and i guess i got no choice but to be a
i got no choice but to be
i guess i got no choice but to be a poet
i guess i got no choice but to be a prophet
i guess i got no choice but to be a griot
a gangster
a athlete
a bum
a nobody
a criminal
a convict
a black man
a MC
a MC
a MC
Chorus
Verse Three:
mmmhmmm
you know that's right
that's why people got to get their high so they can get high
they blast and they passed the pipe to get high
just like a Jedi
never said i would i
even if i could i
didn't do it but i just rather get a little shut eye
so i sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
cause ya never know
when the man is gonna drop that big one
oh pelting, people burning melting
alarm the farmers
armageddon karma psychic readings
greetings earthlings i'm from mars
got two more planets to go and then i'm on my way to the stars
oh no there i go through the ozone layer hole
where the men are the men and they mean it
down where the wind don't blow where the indo grow in the snow
Intro:
Mr. Mix Mr. DJ play that beat.
Won't you play if for me. In the mix mister hop
forward hop back. Hop, hop hop.
Verse 1:
The second somebody dies somebody else is born
People are celebrating while other people mourn
Home may be home to you but to me it's foreign
Even the matador don't pull the bull by the horns
One man's enemy is another man's friend
One man's poisons is another man's medicine
So let us stand, let us sit and let us view
The changing of the guard oh it's so hard to keep it true
It's the balance of the scales it can't be challenged or expelled
Soon as somebody lost somebody else prevails
Some someone is quiet at the same time someone yells
Half full or half empty water in the well
It's the Half and Half Hypothesis the 50/50 theory
Eerie as it may seem check your balance beam
It's the Half and Half Hypothesis the 50/50 theory
Eerie as it may seem check your balance beam
Now check your Balance Beamer with a feather and a rock
Wheath or not you find the answer is really not the plot
See it's like Love and Hate (love...and hate)
The same emotion different weight
People Love to Hate so I know you know just how this all relates
It's the posa and the nega tive
Mini and mega live
Arm a leg a leg an arm headed by a nigga
Like big and small
Short and tall
Night and day and so on
Some people are bashfull
Some people just love to get their flow on (they flow on)
So here goes one to grow on
I'm a go on and on and on till the principles are laid out
The scales of justice weighed out
Till your memory starts to fade out and your game of life is played out
Got to balance out the power don't we?
Balance your emotions
Push and pull positions like the moon pulls on the ocean
Balance on one foot that's equilibrium
Opposites attract and retract that's a fact
I'm a Libra y'all!
180 degrees but not that hot
So whether or not you find the answer is really not the plot (really not the
plot)
Because giving is recieving (and) and seeing is believing (and)
And the solar system rotes so harmonious and even
It's perfectly balanced
Verse 2:
Some people say life is about taking chances choices and decisions
Voices and opinions, politics and religion
Clues the past and cash and keys to the future
It's a possibility and probability on who's gonna execute yo ass
Some slow and analytical
Some quick fast on the dash
Like heads or tails but the head usually leads the tail
So I tell my tales from the head
Cause they're embedded inside my cells
Real quick let me tell you about a fact I know things will even out
You can disbelieve or doubt or even shout or leave it in your mouth
Cause how you gone reason wit grand Mother Nature
Running mother Earth controlled by Father Time who's the chaser
It's living and dying homey
Laughing and crying dude
Trying or lying my brother
Walking or flying fool
Now half of you are gone find the time to shine
The other half gone find crime, money weed wine
Till it's to late in a disillusion state of mind
I just found my peace of mind
Now they want a piece of mine
To late in a disillusion of mind
The orthodox is the unorthodox they just got you on the names
The insane and the sane are the same
It's a damn shame so many people's aim is so lame
And their gain is so minimal
Caught up in the subliminal
It's pleasure and pain, water for the flames, the wild and the tame
The style still remains if you use the right side of your brain
Instead of going against the grain
You can penetrate the vein to the point where what remains is a stain
Of this universal thang
[Verse One]
Out the gate, four-twenty minutes late
Trees got roasted, and I got toasted
Sorry about the wait, I was in the back posted
The party gon' still get hosted, let's go
Grab somebody, stab somebody
I'm just kiddin have a party, laugh with somebody
We gon' break it down whether you like it or not
I got a human beatbox goin block to block
And we gon' kill that noise, chill dem boys
Deal with them toys, good brother what's crackin?
Open up the candy store and give 'em a taste
My name's Ace, homey you about to get laced
Man!
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Y'all people done lost y'all minds
The thought never ran across y'all minds?
Y'know the good shit's hard to find (c'mon)
Well this here's gon' blow yo' motherfuckin brains out
[Verse Two]
Well here we go, two-thousand fo'
And my flow's still tighter than what yours mighta been
Shoulda took a vitamin, or a Vicadin
Ace is on the mic again, door men invite 'em in
This one's on me, this party here's free
As long as you don't make us, bumrush your energy
It's rum on the house, don't get dumb in the house
Cause who the fuck wanna have a gun in they mouth
Life is painful but the party is packed tight
Course some people don't, know how to act right
And for the people's delight, I'm keepin it wrapped tight
I'm keepin my sack tight - is that right?That's right
[Chorus]
[Verse Three]
Now rockin this mic is natu-ral
For me to come weak is not allowed
Livin my life underneath the ground
I control the sound, I hold it down
My name is - Ace One, six foot one
Don't leave the studio until the mix get done
I do it for kicks, I do it for fun
I do it all night 'til the mornin sun
See it ain't no question of who is that
It's just the connections of me and my rap
We just too good together baby it's a natural fact
That when I, touch the M.I., there ain't no turnin back
It's like
[Chorus]
[Verse Four]
Now homey's got a whole lot on my mind
That's cause I'm always, on the grind
And if I ain't on the mic then I'm on my own time
Or I could be on one or I could be online
But I'm not a web hog, I'm just a mic hog
I'm fin' to set it off for, all my dawgs
And for the people that believed in me, thanks a lot
I owe it all to you, everythang I got
I'm glad I could be here to open up shop
I think I done found myself a spot
And glad I made it past twenty-six without gettin shot
Right between a hard place and a rock
I bet you don't think this is all that hot
But you can shake the spot, whatchu got the game locked?
i am a universal soldier walkin' in the path of the Math
after the aftermath i'm a still be a soldier in america's blood bath
look at it thru the wrath of a universal soldier you could never monitor my
craft
i am not a graft i am a original soldier walkin' in the path of the Math
you're gettin' outside yourself boy you're gettin outside yourself - is
that right
you're gettin' outside yourself boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh huh
you're gettin' outside yourself boy you're gettin' outside yourself - uh 1 2
you're gettin' outside yourself boy you're gettin' outside yourself - ooh
well i scrapes the neighbourhoods lookin' for odd jobs
it's hard livin' like God in a world full of bobs
john doe's and jacks joe's and mary mack's
i guess babylon wasn't made for blacks now was it
well it doesn't really matter does it
cause it be dependin' on the who what why's and the whereabouts
and i'm a nigger that the world don't care about
mr outsider
it's all about bein' a fighter
use the guide to open up your mind a little wider
my mellow my ace
movin' from place to place all a nigger want is a taste
working on the docks wearin' a smock
i clock in i clock out about 5 o'clock
i keeps a calm disposition
so i won't arouse suspicion
but then i know what you're wishin'
that you could put a bullet in my head plate w/out all that red tape
and lead me straight to the grave
you're either a slave or Jesus got you saved
or you don't know how to behave but you're brave
a mixed up African w/a fingerwave
and the load ain't gettin' no lighter
This goes out to everybody in the whole wide world
Fresh coast gettin? rowdy
We don?t represent out west we signifyin?
We showin? out
And we about to tell y?all, what it?s all about
So as I ease back from this microphone
I?m a let it go to Aceyalone
Little somethin? like this
Check it out, people, whoever you are
Whoever you with, where ever you at
Where ever you from, where ever you goin'
I?m gon put you up on this here 'cause youse not knowin'
Let me take a little time out to holler at ya
You go get your partners 'cause I?m fit to drop a bug in your ear
See what we have here is, uh, ruh, yeah
The helluva ill type shit you fear
That?s cause we knowin' but you don?t really know
'Cause every nigga that call hisself rappin' don?t really flow
Really though, I?ll open up my mind and take you places you can?t go
I woulda been a catcher behind the plate but you can?t throw
'Cause you don?t know but you don?t hear me though
Yo, check this out
My body collapse in the raps
And snaps like a wild mongoose in a trap
Better watch your table manners, boy and give me room
I?m servin? shit, constantly tune
And laughin? like a ticklish baboon
On the way to the moon with a stick and a broom
And the cream of the crop, hip hop, 'cause we be
Crackin? the whip on the poppin?
Be pimpin? the whole punk block at the junk shop
Fellowship shop shape [unverified]
Sloppin? the side of a pig pen with the grape ape baboon
Wanna see this, Jack o? lantern panted
Planted ball that don?t bounce
Against the wall like you think
Well, thanks but no thanks, pranks or no pranks
I?m a let ?em know they can?t rank, bank or no bank
I would if I could but I can?t so I ain?t gon? stop flowin?
But I?ll put you up on this here 'cause you?s not knowin?
Damn, Acey, flay me, he kinda hittin? I ain?t bullshittin?
Written into the fellowship, you know freestyle
Meanwhile, back at the hall of justice
Abstract, bust this, this track ain?t for suckers
Immediately exceeding the reality of normality
By radically and automatically startin? off rapidly
Rap with me, come on, perk a little, work a little
In the middle nuclei, we are responding
Stimuli dim the lights, I gotta really grab you
'Cause you just not knowin? about flowin? I can climax to
You rap too short, too long, too slow, too fast
You lacks on point, you wrong, you won?t last
I?m up on a good foot, you?re out on a bad note
I?m dope, ice, fresh, automatic, oh, yes
Creatively talkin? about how I?m fadin? you vocally
Your mouth?s not openin?, man, you just not knowin?, damn
These niggas got me fucked up, aw, what up, Abstract Rude?
Rap dude, ain?t nobody fade the fresh coast
You know them heavyweights, you know, what I?m sayin?
That Ganja K, you know, what I?m sayin?
That dolla holla comin? with that
Watts up, you know, what I?m sayin?
It?s like I ain?t even tryin? to understand why people comin? at me
With that nonsense, they ain?t knowin?
See, I engineered it, I geared it, I steered it
I took it to the whole world and everybody cheered it
I hauled it, I, yes, y?all?ed it and they feared it
I called it, I outlawed it and they cleared it
Now I am I and it is it and that?s that
But ain?t that a bitch? It ain?t shit
Think, it ain?t all that, that they say
Forever and a day, to live and die in L.A., California, U.S.A.
But I am a universal soldier
Ok, walkin? through the party
Tryin? to find my way
Bumped into my main man, Ganja K
I gave a nigga a pound and he lit up a J
I took a hit and a half and got high and a hey
My coconut was mellow but my vision was gray
Looked on the dance floor and I seen my DJ
Cool hands, [unverified] grand, he knows what to play
So we headed for the booth to get the party on the way
Walkin? through the crowd, I heard somebody say, hey
It was Mikah 9, he said what up, double a?
Tryin? to make my pay, tryin? not to stray
But you know my forte, I let a sleepin? dog lay
We on that old missin? link
In between the baboon and the common man
They don?t understand though
They ain?t even tryin? to know
Check this out
I and I echo with old sentiments
Rudimentary tenements, house reverberates
Ricochets to small invertebrates
Even all these spineless jellyfish
Rhyme-less bass with no taste jazz
Enthusiastic, spastic hemophiliacs
Memorabilia or acting [unverified] senseless [unverified]
Miniature expenditures, spine tingling adventures
Keenly architechtures of a [unverified]
That blockade and bust dental caps and dentures
Hey, let?s start a new business venture
No, you?re not dreaming, I?ll be the pincher
The millimeter by millimeter, doberman boombastic mix
Where Rotweiller while a rhyme of
Graffiti traffic, autobiographic
Ethnic cleansing, benzing, lacing
Culture Oscars, inch by inch Deans and Costners
Who foster my rhythmic memories
Collectible sacks of my Mossberg and telebeam
Scope enemies with enemas
I?m leaving them helpless and hopeless like the
Running victim that falls in the scary cinema
Huh, huh, it was like three black guys
And they like had skills, yeah, skills
They were like kinda, kinda funky and fresh and stuff
Yo this goes out to hip hop world wide.
Straight from Leimert Park, California, los Angeles.
Yo, everybody in the hip hop struggle, in the life
Struggle, makin' a name for themselves, makin'
history, makin' a change.
Yeah all the project blowedians, all the tape
Slangers, all the record pushers.
This goes out to everybody doin' it on they own
Livin' Legends, C.V.E.,
Hieroglyphics, Likwit Crew, Global Phlowtaions.
Project Blowed what's the code
I been rockin' mics since I was 12 years old
I was born in the jungle, the concrete slab
Where people take any and everything that they can grab
Some niggas chilled on the block, but chilled in the lab
My project was to blow you up and break you off a slab
People are strange, and people are bad
But the gift of gabrier was something beautiful to have
It started at the good life, house of the first sightin'
We snatched raps out of they mouths when they were biting
There was nothing more exciting then to serve and perform
On Crenshaw and Exposition God was born
He said please pass the mic to whomever is tight
Me and the Fellowship took it and we held it for dear life
The Inner City Griots, the wild, the style, the crew
The ones they got their styles from, but claimed
They never knew
Already...Yeah
The underground source, which everyone
Eventually feeds from.
Influence the industry in a round about way.
What up to Dilated peoples, O.M.D., Pharcyde,
Jurassic 5, Erule, Hobo
Junction
What's up Saucey, what's up Trend, Medusa
Manifesto, Hip Hop Clan.
Well the parties jumpin', the Blowed is packed
And when a crowds like this I'm ready to rap
But before I can bust a rhyme on the mic
I gotta serve you in a cipher just to ear my stripes
The scared battle dog, with the underground catalogue
Fuck it, tryin' to make the world a better place
Instead of duckin', still tryin' to make the ducktes
Make the knowledge rain down in buckets
Make a little somethin', and tuck it, just to give it away
Build a work shop round where I stay
Some people got the love, but they don't know the way
Some people know the way, but they don't know what to say
And I'm the sensei I greet'em from far and near
Better watch the light in your eyes, a stars in here
Leimert Park's very own Aceyalone
The one who made the whole world come off the dome
Up at the Blowed
What's the code
Yo I'd like to send a special shout out to Ben Caldwell
Much respect, thank
You for everything you've done.
Richard, 5th streets, World Stage - Billy Higgins.
Much respect due to the Watts Prophets.
The Last Poets, and all the other poets out there
Much love
What's up A.K. Tony
You ever seen a rapper with fire in his eyes
Wired up off the bud smoke tryin' to fly
Rap, rap, rappin', rhyme, rhyme, rhyme
Leimert Park and 43th turn into a landmine
B-boy's tryin' to flow they rhymes, and b-girls
Lookin' oh so fine
My man Bad Drew gots the fresh designs
And Cheatum got the sound set bangin' from behind
5000 boomin' watts, KAOS network state of the art
Audio-video, filmin' and editin' , capoieria and meditations
Computers and telebeams, at the workshop every Thrusday night
Where we give the new definition to open mic
I hope y'all don't mistake glitter for gold
While we doin' it, and puttin' it down at the Project Blowed
What's the code
Yo, special shout out to all the god love,
and all the Energy out there,
Positivity all the righteous men and women.
Yo, what's up to my homie Djinji Brown, Diamond D,
Black Star, De La Soul,
Organized Konfusion, Common, Bahamadia, KRS-ONE.
There's a whole lotta people out there I respect.
Today
Sunday
On the nineteenth day of October at one a.m.
Nineteen ninety seven
I had a vision
No, well not exactly like a vision
No but like a sight
Well not exactly like a sight but more like a dream
Yeah like a daydream
Like two scenes short of a nightmare
Except I wasn't scared
Looking at the lines of these mean mugs
Extremely super beamed up drugged
Induced with extra juice in their jugs
Try'na hold a tight hug
To tonight's pocket rocket
With a flicker of a spark in their eye socket plugs
My shoulders shrugged as to the meaning of this encounter
Trying to find something to read into
What's this going to lead into?
A lesson or just another brother confessing?
Either way he's expressing mind
But I was pressing for time
Now show me some type of sign that your words are divine
But he just stood there
Speechless
Choked up
His talk box all broke up
With no real use of his God giving any more just living
I watch 'em all walk into the flames
breath out breath in breath out
there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
rhymes i got plenty keep 'em right by my side
come and get a flow jump inside the boat for the ride
there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
now everybody up odd man in
fit to play a game of russian roulette and God's fit to win
i hope you're equip for the adventure men to the front
and the women and children to the back of the boat
fit to be afloat in about fifty seconds
better believe we brought enough free chicken for the picnic
and while the time is tickin'
automated belt drive felt tip scribe i'm your guide
to the innermost outtermost post to the other side
now my body is my temple and my temple is my prize
and my mind shine like the sun do
and here's a little word from the wise
you go up the river down the creek cross the lake
and over the stream tryin' to escape this MC
there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
- what is it
MC's flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
rhymes we got plenty keep 'em right by our sides
come and get a flow jump inside the boat for the ride
there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
- what is it
obviously this happens periodically
it's not me it's the god in me i'm rappin' so melodically
aeronautically Aaron is I, Aaron is high, Aaron is flying
why in me means the glare in your eye
they're in the lyin' down postion
the music's a masseuse
goin' through your body makin' all the tension loose
audio boost their reaction means satisfaction
seems to happen when i'm rappin' and they hear me clearly
and cheering even teary-eyed in the b-boy kingdom
we some rude stylish scattin rappin world twists
but that's just for audio analysis
the dopest you diagnose this
but still don't get too close this
may have a ferocious side
there's and MC flowin' by deep and open wide
- what is it
MC's flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
rhymes we got plenty keep 'em right by our sides
come and get a flow jump inside the boat for the ride
there's a MC flowin' deep and wide deep and wide
- what is it
breath out breath in breath out
- yo Ab feel the wind blowin'
breath in breath out
breath in breath out
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true we
keep it true
you know we keep it true - we got to keep it true we got to keep
it true
we got to keep it true - you know what we do you know what
we do
we got to keep it true
relax your mind w/the music - you know what we do you know what we do
sit back and vibe w/this true shit
this isn't really what you think it is
that is if you're even thinkin' in the first place
the first place isn't always the winner
and winnin' isn't everything
and this is not a race
i am not a android i am not a mongoloid
i am not annoyed by the void in your brain
this is not a trick son you are not a victim
you are just a man b-boyed out the game
let me explain
Abstract are you fresh?
ain't nobody fresher
but it's hard to get around w/out some clown tryin' to test ya
Acey are you dope?
dopest in the world
i give it to the moms and pops i give it to the boys and girls
oh so you a family man?
aren't we all aren't we all
yes we are
trying to make jams man and expand my repertoire
we got to keep it true we got to keep it true - relax your mind w/the music
you know what we do you know what we do - sit back and vibe w/this true shit
well i be arrangin' thoughts in my brain cell family
embarking on incredible creative routes
understanding me is truth shining like a lie
when i say break wide i mean take trips not just in your ride
in your mind
cause when you left you're right on time
the sun'll come out tomorrow and it'll set in the west
so i don't sweat the rest
who wanna inhale stress
keep it true
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true we
keep it true
you know we keep it true - you know what we do you know what we
we got to keep it true - the W the W the W
we got to keep it true
relax your mind w/the music - and keep it true and keep it true
sit back and vibe w/this true shit
the world is full of bullshitters
liars and triers and quitters
could-a-beens wanna be's thought-i-was isn't-i-is's
and everybody in your business
damn
now what is really your main aim
when you are just a blotch and a stain on the planetary plane
just another name in the phone book of fame
bustin' out the seams it seems you haven't gained enough
to be seen in the right scene
your thoughts they seem so convincing hmmm
but your actions don't follow through
remember
never say never because it never comes true
your thoughts they seem so convincing for instance
you told me that you're a level higher
liar
element of desire earth and the wind and the fire
you ain't even halfway hot
not lukewarm you don't got no form
you (...?...)
all caught up in bein' waterproof
when you shoulda been tryin' to catch up w/the truth
for all intent and purposes your life on earth ain't worth it's weight in
gold
that's probably why you get blowed
cause people tell people things and people sell people things
that are useless and irrelevant
and it stifles my intelligence
i stay true
you know we keep it true - and we keep on and keep on and keep on
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true
you can mumble jumble if you got somethin' to say
but i doubt it's gonna affect me i row my boat steady
everready is my battery description
meaning i'm equipped to take long trips
and my brain cells overload when i get blowed
gotta bring it down there's a point where the joint stops
being passed through the fingers of a rhyme (?singers?)
the smoke from my last hit still lingers
bring us your tired and your weary and your poor
i'm a take you higher while you're hearing metaphors
and similes
assimilation of new creation
mind emancipation
rhymes command the nation
and so on and therefor and such and such
dust to dust i thrust from the ground
w/no where else to go but up L.A. is where i'm found
throwin' up sets and blowin' up sets and goin' up Stepney
about to get a heavy track
(?or jimmy in the spot?)
or plenty of hip hop goin' round three
heavyweights it's your time so register
foundate your legacy we serve all them replicas
true style true style?
true style new style
you know we keep it true - we keep it true we keep it true we keep it true
you know we keep it true - the W and every crew we keep it true
we got to keep it true - from me to you do what you do just keep it
true
we got to keep it true - relax your mind w/the music
now i'm gonna take my last verse on a good note
you better prepare your footnotes
hold your wigs tight
open up the middle
(?center me in the more?)
words are the foundation action is the building and unity
and the concept to result in logic and the use of logic
now the object to be neutral partial to a judgement
and the subject's concentration here is the pop quiz
what hip hop is
you know we keep it true - relax your mind w/the music
we got to keep it true - sit back and vibe to this true shit
greetings
ok i'll make this short
we in the house
we got Mikah 9 Abstract Rude Peace
Vic Hop Fat Jack and myself Aceyalone
we come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom
bring them laughter after which bring them tears
i seen it comin' and knew it was a plot
legislation had a plan to kill hip hop
i got wind from a snitch i kept in contact w/this
bitch ass judge who was paid off
soon after that he got laid off
i'm lettin' niggas know you tryin' to stop a muthafucka's flow
hold your black stallions and your black sheeps
black clan aided a nigga and got heat
we met up on Stepney and Market sparked it
mapped out the target
we gon' take out their number one sergeant
young and strong we bailed up on their front lawn
to kill the enemy
remember me
well if you remember me you'll remember
i'm the one who broke into the pentagon took fouls planted bombs
now i possess the blueprint
i counter the message you sent
no longer will you slander and tamper w/our music
copies of the document we're xeroxed
the ghetto took offense in defense of hip hop
shot down rolled 'em up loc'ed up bailed out
saved the day
then into thin air i fade away
scorpion
we come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom
bring them laughter after which bring them tears
the story had never been told until now
as the glory of the kingdom come comes down
disguised as a janitor the washman
i swept and mopped the floors
better yet i was a spook behind the door
w/a perfect view from the bannister
feeling like Lee Harvey
'cept i got a hundred million years in me
first thing i did was aim
lock him in my scope
squeeze
bust his melon open now i'm pleased
in the name of MC's
already passed the time that they allotted me
the housekeeper spotted me
it was either her or me
click clack
she says i will not say what i see
but i never could have trusted her so i busted her in her chest
then laughed
then headed for the elevator shaft
but it was too late the jig was up
there was pigs all in the building
so i tried to escape to the fire escape from homicide
yeah i killed him
hangin' from the third story ladder
i dropped and i felt my ankle shatter
no time to lose juice from my bladder
my mission was completed and that was all that mattered
the van was parked a hundred yards from the scene of the crime
but it was hard to run w/a broken foot
just like i thought they blasted
i took one to the gut
i was laying there thinkin' about death
just watchin' my blood spill out
just then the van pulls up and i jump in
and then we pull out (?lickin'?) shouts for the glory
we come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom
bring them laughter after which bring them tears
i walk in like a normal black
gun peckin' jaw snatching
slide
they like the way i glide
to the back break out my backpack and stack my shit up
ah it's bulging now
looked around heard a gun shot
i looked down I whipped out my shit
unloaded my clip
jetting by the count i slipped
tripped out
landed on my hip crawled out
i hit a tuck and roll up and out
into a flip and boned out now i'm zonin'
I'm nine glocks and seven 380's richer
i'm fit to blow the foundation off this beyotch up
synchronized for the race
i push the button
nuke the place
timed myself dashin to the ride
i hops inside
keys already in the ignition
i cranks it slaps it in drive
fizorty-fizive seconds til dizamage
ride b-boy
kingdom
we come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom
bring them laughter after which bring them tears
we come for the glory of the b-boy kingdom
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
oh yes welcome to hiphology please open up your workbooks to page
and break out your pads and pens and your calculators
for the first lesson of today is
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
well up until now your only concept of rhythm is a four by four loop
square as a pool table
with no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand
why all of your gigantic rap sounded so bland
but the answer was right in your hand
couldn't believe you were so naive to
arrangements changes different time signatures
the freedom of your imagination that must have been a fixation with blocks
like tryin to make a wheel out of rock
like tryin to make a puppet out of sock
see i got that private stock the personal vat with the broth and gravy
and the electrons to pass on so the world don't seem so wavy
oh everybody hollerin save me save yourself before it's too late into the
when you go because my wig got weight i gotta concentrate on
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm is outta control
yeah now everybody in here check your head and make sure that it's spacious
and open up the middle just a millimeter more for the style that is bodacious
you really wanna know who the Ace is
Ace is the face that's seldom sighted
i'm divided into two parts i got two hearts
two heads i'm a head ahead one of the better bred
know you're thinkin I'm gonna be I got the remedy to turn you out
i got the fiery styles that'll burn you out if you don't learn that route
now i been there done that did it committed to run that
talk to it do it right
me and this mic gonna take flight to end your mental plight
hip hop is more than yes y'all
throw your hands in the air say ho
and give up the W cause i'm from the west y'all
and you know i got mad fat flow
coming in the house through the back door out the front door
cross the frontyard into the street
we could do it right here better yet i got a better idea
i'm a get you up off your feet with that
arhythamaticulas arhythamatic
this rhythm's ridiculous this rhythm is sick
arhythamaticulas arhythamatic
this rhythm's ridiculous this rhythm is sick
now the problem with you MC's today is you're too emotional
you have no devotion to the social bug spread
by the words you said to the public
you have no regard for the masses how you effect them
and how they view you
now you know you knew you were open wide for the
whole wide world to do you
now i propose those who chose their flows
irresponsible and irrationally
be exhausted from the face of the earth and be forced to deal w/me
me i'd rather be undefined not underestimated or undermined
i'm underlined as the underdog under the influence of time
now i know you're sick of that same old same old
lame old running man dance style
niggas screamin' and yellin' and tellin' lies about what they do
brother I say to you but don't you believe or be deceived
by the hip hop that you breath
i am multidirectional i move randomly and professional
intellectual with perpetual
first in motion bustin' you open
now you are exposed to the rap and closed in the mind trap i find that
hilarious and mysterious every area gets a dose
full of malaria and asbestos from the west coast
breath in and coat your lungs
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
this rhythm is sick this rhythm's ridiculous
arhythametic
tic tic tic
arhythamatic arhythamaticulas
As I awaken
Born from the slums and taken
Through the ritual, childhood, puberty, adulthood, maturity
And mastery of me
And my surroundings counting down the days till I'm exposed,
";I hear it move swiftly"; underneath the nose
Till one day you're face to face you're gonna cross the line
You're lost for time
Life lose diminished
Heart beat finished replenish
Now you can be one with the light
But when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
Hook:
So hollow the ground and don't put up a fight
Cause when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
Yeah, obey the laws and do everything right
But when it comes it'll come like a thief in the night
For real we take 'em away
They take 'em away
We take 'em away
They take 'em away
We take 'em away
Verse 2:
I hear the sound of the rain trickling down my window pane
It stains the seal to let me know life is real
Sustain and build and and maintain a force field
I use it in a time of need when it's hazzardest
As it is said
Be defensive at all time for instance
As soon as I'm elevated out of existence
I am no more
I can soar
Right on the back of an eagle
Or look eye to eye with a beetle
But now I am engaged
In none other than the physical form in which I'm caged
Such lawlessness involved in this charade
Tainted face painted black
";Is that the end momma? Can't I come back?";
No your train stops here
Right where the rain drops appear
Next stop inbetween the ears
Objection to make you cirular
Work you just enough so you can work yourself
Hook
Verse 3:
Overly anxious can't just wait
To see when death is gonna pull you to your fate
It's inevitable there's no escape
There's no mistake
Every time a life is given it's another one you have to take
Then your electricity and and your energy's released
Born into another soul after your physical's deceased
May you forever rest in peace
Although your current is concurrent there is no deturrent
You will cease to be no more
The war has been won
The warrior is rested and your duty here is done
Just when you think you're having fun
It'll snatch you up and run
For a second you appreciate the sun
For a half a second you appreciate the stars
For a half a second you reflect on who you are
And what you where
And in a flash it's all a blur
Hook
Outro:
Ladies and gentlemen today's subject is death
The way I look at it it's three basic elements right?
Die, dying, dead right? Die, dying, dead. Death becomes you says the crow to
the cheetah because you're an old cat. See you seem a little under the
weather, while me, my wings are as strong as ever, he says.
";Well that may be so"; the cheetah says to the crow, but you know where to
find me, because everybody gets their time card pulled. You'll just be a few
more steps behind me, and behind you may I remind you so is everything that's
true and living, that's life driven is given a final shock boy. Frankly
speaking, everything in here is on the clock boy. Every atom, organism,
insect, animal, man is gonna die, dying, dead. ";Death becomes you,"; says the
armadillo to the crow, ";Oh you oh you are gonna die.";
(What I mean is basically there's no one
The hunt for an MC brings investigation)
This goes to all you ugly rappers, pretty rappers
Big city rappers, country rappers, greedy rappers
Itty-bitty rappers, witty rappers, two-for-fiddy rappers
Hello Kitty rappers, Frank Nitti rappers and [edited] rappers
All you dapper rappers, young whippersnapper rappers
Gun clapper rappers, fun rappers, Gamma Kappa rappers
Gum rappers, idiotic rappers, psychotic rappers
Melodic rappers and narcotic rappers
All you phoney rappers, baloney rappers
Me-and-my-homie rappers
Tony Toni rappers and all that, yeah
All you hood rappers, misunderstood rappers
Think-it's-all-good rappers
Let me tell y'all somethin
Look.. I just wanna work it all out
I just want everybody to do they thing and be cool
Be who they are, you know
First thing you should know is I'm not afraid
Every rapper has the potential to be laid
Down on his or her back
When I'm down on my luck I get down on the track
I clown on the rappers sort of like Barnum and Bailey's
My stardust-bust is bigger and brighter than Hailey's
Comet, I vomit up the astronomic on the daily
Peel the steel skin off the mic and do a scaley
The think rapper to shrink-rap that rapper
And sink that boat of his
My rap motor is a million mega-cycles
My rap folder is a megaton and higher than the Eiffel
Tower with sniper rifle power
To blow off your melon and it ain't no tellin
All you heard was rappers yellin
My lyrics start propellin
I get to wellin on em from the dome
After I trail em home
I like to catch em alone and STRANGLE em with the microphone
And drag em back to Project Blowed
Hold as many mics as I can possibly hold
And rip up the session after the last rapper flowed
I never fold, even though my pokerface is old
The world's cold, probably why I stay in battle mode
I would love to touch your ego
European, latin or negro
Rap Evil Knievel, but I ain't evil
It's all nice, especially with the mic device
When it's in my hand it's like throwin the trick dice
It's the worldwide underground heist
And what I'ma give back is more than suffice
Pour me over ice and drink to think
You're only as strong as your weakest -
I dwell amonst the deepest
As long as there's speakers I make songs for the peoples
I push the ink, who gives a f[edited] what they think
It's tight now, wait until I iron out the kinks
It's tied down, wait until I iron out the kinks
..Wait until I iron it all out, it's gon' be cool
But like I said I want everybody to be able to do they thing successfully
This goes out to all you shallow rappers
Bottom-of-the-bottle rappers
Spit-and-swallow rappers, hollow rappers
Love-to-follow rappers, Apollo rappers
And rah-rah rappers, yeah, all that, yeah
To all you Big Willie rappers, silly rappers
'My-mack-milli' rappers, smoke-a-Philly rappers
Illy-illy, killy-killy rappers
Not really rappers
Yeah, all you signed rappers
Blind-to-what's-goin-on-behind rappers
Crime rappers, 'I'm-in-my-prime' rappers
Part-time rappers, one of a kind rappers, too
Yeah, you wanna go around the world, but you got a half tank
You wanna paint a perfect picture but ain't got no paint
But I'm the painter with the brush and the easel
I like to rush em and I hit em with the ??fleezle??
I got a stick of dynamite, you got a stick of gum
He tried to chew it up before I blew it up, it's done
It's done, it's done, it's done...
(What I mean is basically there's no one
Supahero
Baby I'm your star, but you looking for a super hero
And Superman don't fly no more cause he ain't one with the people
He ain't nowhere to be found, when he should be fighting evil
You make me whole It's not the movies, but it fake the role
I try to take control for the sake of soul
But the only thing I get to do is scrape the bowl
When God made me, said âbreak the moldâ
I put foot to the concrete and shake the road
I don't have powers like a caped crusader
But I do have powers like an Ace invader
Back in the days he had so much flavor
He was so major to get you out of danger
Now you can't find him, and he's just a stranger
And if you did he'd probably give you the finger
Your hit channel's evil on your channel changer
And your hero with a lifesaver threw you an anchor
I really don't know what you thinking of
I can't make it wet from underneath my glove
I can't see through walls but I can see through you
You dress up the ball but that's all you do
You fell for him, he didn't fall for you
And just me is what I got to offer you
I don't save the day, I just pave the way
In the city of Gotham where every day's a day
I know it pays to play, but I ain't playing
I ain't laying my coat down; know what I'm saying?
You want lots of muscles and lots of green
But my hustle and bustle is my only thing
It ended all bad as my last song seems
Check it out y'all...
This is Aceyalone on the microphone
and we got my nigga Punish on the beatbox
and we gonna show you how WE does it...
Anywhere you go
I am going to find you
And every time you flow
I'll be right behind you
Just to let you know and
constantly remind you
You can never be as dope as I am
God-damn
Now I know you hate it when the MC ain't fly
So I come in the party live
Chopping rappers down to size
I know em when I see em cause they got that look in their eyes
Surprise
Aceyalone has arrived
They surround around the microphone like shit attracts flies
I arise
The Thai gets me high
I find him, stand right behind him and I spy
No more than two tries; either freaks it or you die
I waited; somebody stated "He's intimidated"
I was faded; I played it like any other brother would've played it
Nut soon as I grabbed the microphone I went into a frenzy
Started givin niggaz black eyes like Spuds Mackenzie
when that bud's in me
Now one of these niggaz tried to tell me my shit was hopeless
His homeboy was on the other side sayin "Man your shit's the dopest"
All of a sudden another rapper pushed his way through the crowd
Came and stood in front of me and told me he was proud
Then he bowed, told me that he liked the way I styled
I thanked him, I smiled
then I had to be out
Anywhere you go
I am going to find you
And every time you flow
I'll be right behind you
Just to let you know and
constantly remind you
You can never be as dope as I am
God-damn
Now I'ma give shout out to all the dope MC's in the world...
Y'all know who you are
You know I got the kinda style that everybody yearns
I mic check; I break a niggaz nectar like Kerns
Cause you are a worm, you are a germ
and you are about to be stepped on
so you should be concerned
iIf you have a perm then it's permanent
It's affirmative you will burn
Make a right turn turn
then a left turn
then a u-turn turn
Come all the way back, return
Stand stern and maybe you just might learn
about the firm
I used to be a sperm -- shoot
got derm
Nobody better not squirm
til my meeting is adjourned
Okay I'm through
And I rock from here to Peru
Vern
I could've sworn you knew
that AC's having a rap sale
you wanna buy 1 or 2?
or 3 or 4 or 5
or 6 or 7 or 8
or 9 or 10 or 11
or 12 or 13 or 14?
Cause me and the mic are courting
My circuit breaker's shorting
My memory is aborting
I can barely remember this flow
but wack MC's ya still got another zillion miles or so to go
Anywhere you go
I am going to find you
And every time you flow
I'll be right behind you
Just to let you know and
constantly remind you
You can never be as dope as I am
God-damn
They pushed that rapper in front of the train
Took him to the doctor sewed his arm on again
Stabbed that rapper right in his heart
Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
and then he stopped; he started again
he forted bounced it and vomited
Now you know who's the dominant dog
that got to be given you that rhyme style
man child, locked in the promised land
I'ma stand in the middle of an open hand
that's extensive
Cause I don't flow religously or relentlessly
for innocent-minded-ticity
Okay I win and the battle's like over
Got a sattelite Rover
with a rocket telescopic sprocket pocket pulley
and a fully automatic stun gun cause I'm a bully
My hair was wooly I'm a muillion
a calmer Jeffrey Dahmer hater
I'm greater than the latest greatest innovators
can go to hell, cause I say this so well
You can whistle my melody or noel
You're still gonna get the Speak n Spell
I get my ink from inkwell
my paper from the trees
I swell up when I eat MCs
so eat these
and stand at attention
did I forget to mention
my classes aren't expensive
That's if you are an uncomprehensive
Defensive sensitive
toy rapper
Little boy rapper
Momma's wittle wappin man wapper
Now you got me reachin for my zapper
I'll cut you off with a clapper
But that's for old gentlemen
who drink coffee with cinnamon, it'll take ten of them
Then again did I mention I'm potent
Totin holdin reloadin votin
with my channel changer fool
and since I don't speak Greek stranger
I'ma give it to you in layman's terms so you'll learn...
Anywhere you go
I am going to find you
And every time you flow
I'll be right behind you
Just to let you know and
constantly remind you
You can never be as dope as I am
Hook: (x2)
The more I look around the more it hurts
My livelihook is poisoned my works
Fall on deaf ears a messenger bringer
With a foreign face and
Tongue and
Slightly
Twisted view of this time and space
Space cadet Ace
Reporting from base
The water hasn't a taste
The time and the place
The paper, the chase the race
Again
Verse 1:
Manifestation, reva-lation-lution
Retro-bution solution
My people are poor community war
What's the rivalry for?
The poor can't afford
Self genocide
Help 'em aside
He's on your side of the fight
Yep, but unfortunatley
Unproportionately out of order
We have Kaos
Kaos to order they're closing the border
It's a flip of the quarter
For the players, existing in this game
I'm sensing a change
That all will come to pass
Then a movement of the mass
But who am I to tell on who will prevail
And who's fail and who in the hell
Are you going to tell?
You're new to the trail
Your doomed to sail
Away
Keep watching your backs
And cover your tracks
Get up on the facts and relax
And as the dust settles another one bites
He fights but he lost his life device
He's iced my advice
Don't play unless you plan to pay the price
Hook
The more I look around the more it hurts (x5)
I quiety go berserk when I work
Hoping to find that part of my mind
That's mostly confine and blind
Yes pure and refined
Untampered with time
Subliminal sublime
The criminal's crime
I reach and climb
I keep it refined I speak and I grind
Away
Keep watching your back and cover your tracks
get up on the facts and relax
And as the dust settles another one bites
He fights but he lost his life device
He's iced my advice
Don't play unless you plan to pay the price
Hook
We all hurt sometimes. Don't we?
We all get hurt sometimes. Don't we?
We all laugh sometimes. Don't we?
We often pass the time. Don't we?
We all get mad sometimes. Don't we?
We all can flash at times. Can't we?
Have some piece of mind?
Don't we need to seize the time? Don't we?
Life is FUCKED up
But it can be
Some people just lucked up
Because they can see
The shit is chaotic in disguise
Guns and narcotics for or demise
And don't forget the lies
They pump you with
I rise to the occasion without a scratch or abrasion
Just a hop, skip, and jump
Away from a rock hit and a drunk
No loitering here
Aye y'all can't hang out after dark here
Excuse me sir but you can't park here!
I mean tell your dogs that they can't bark here
I mean the world is moving baby
But you gotta just Hold on
But Sometimes you can't just hold on
You gotta just let it go
yo i met this queen yo i met this queen named annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i bet you think i'm silly huh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i bet you think i'm silly huh annalillia
now i was in a bar when i met annalillia
drunk and high drinkin' shots of tequillia
chasin' it w/genuine draft
tellin' wack jokes as the bartender laughed
i was about one drink away from my limit
in came a black dress w/a black body in it
she looked so timid
it took me a minute
to get her in focus
he said what'll it be
and just so she could notice Acey i said yo this one's on me
and she stormed
i don't even know who you are fool
keepin' that barstool warm like Norm
then it hit me
right there center in my heartbeat
shot down but i loved it
i was talkin' out the bottom of a shot glass anyways
i says i insist that i pays
by the ways
what your mama name you what they call you
can i call you and soon claim you
i was diggin' a hole i knew i'd fall through
but i aimed to just understand her
a woman that not many men knows
she looked me in my windows and said annalillia
annalillia?
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i mean well really uh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
you wanna smoke this philly huh annalillia
now once i broke the ice on the lake the water felt cold
but nevertheless it was water
my conversation caught her
some daddy's daughter and my mama's son
said i'm Acey de uno and i do know how to have fun
i comes from the hills
1 in a mil
2 out of 3 ain't bad
4 a 5 dollar bill
and a half a dozen thrills
just see how it feels
7 8 9
now he pre-10's (pretends) he's real
and she thought that was so funny
and she put her drink away went to pay w/her money and squirted
all because a brother just flirted
and didn't know how to word it
i blurted out the door but she never heard it
then annalillia deserted
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i bet you think i'm silly huh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
i mean well really uh annalillia
now i was in my car when i seen annalillia again
hmm w/her friend
yo haven't we met before
of course we have
we crossed paths at a local pub
and i was like a lickle drunk on everything i love
i didn't mean to run you off but i did
i must have put too much on it to make you pop your lid
but you did
but what you did for me physically and mentally
got my chemistry just like goin' you just not knowin'
well anyway ok let's try this again
we might as well be friends and do what friends do
foxy lady brown sugar mama karma queen you
don't think i'm a fiend
just give me your number and i'll give you a ring
tingalingaling
she said first of all i got a boyfriend
and a girlfriend
and a couple of rugrats and a cat
splat
ooh she threw me all out of my game
she was open like a (...?...)
so i asked myself the what and the why
so i said self what are you doin'
why are you canoeing when you could have a motorboat instead
then i told her hold her head peace
this ain't what i wanted
but right before i shook the spot i said let me tell you somethin'
annalillia i'm proud to announce
that all balls don't bounce
and that's all that counts
i'm out
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
annalillia oh annalillia
all right
yo, this song came about one time when
I- I was- I was on a plane back, going back to Los Angeles
coming from somewhere else
and I sat next to this lady and she was telling me something
I don't remember it verbatim,
but I do remember some of the things she said
it was like this-
Life as we know it is about to change
I smell it within the air
the weather is getting strange
drugged up, sedated and
numb from the pain
the sickness in America has spread to her brain
she is no longer fit to make good decisions
she is completely blind and void of any vision
she parties hard and she keeps her conscious mind imprisoned
therefore she's headed for the ultimate collision
she can no longer hide the scars on her face
the innocence now gone is hard to replace
she has no shame, no remorse or any grace
she embraces the devil and she hates over race
Ms. America, the beautiful the free
fallen within the cracks, I wish that you could see
she buried her misery, within society
it's obvious, you have no regard for me
Chorus:
caught up in the belly of America
lost, in the stomach of America
broken down, in the bowels of America
sinking, in the garbage of America
stuffed, in the brain of America
suffering, in the body of America
lying, in the wicked spirit of America
dying, in the old soul of America
Ms. America, you've been a very bad girl
you nearly disgraced humanity in the eyes of the world
vanity has took you over, you're not deserving
the mirror image of your reflection is quite disturbing
she makes so many promises she couldn't keep
she neglected to mother her young, so they don't sleep
they scream out for justice, and then they weep
when out to blame Ms. America, that's what you reap
the audacity of your inventions to rule us all
the tragedy of your intentions to fool us all
you should have gave into nature and to the law
it's only a matter of time before you fall
the things you should of worked out in your first colony
victim of your own advice and your psychology
you've destroyed all morale and the ecology
I'm sorry, but I don't accept your apology
Chorus
Homeless America, so much attraction
has yet to take ability for her actions
we work around within the system and make adaptations
you can let freedom ring, within your faction
how can people still be hungry, when there's a surplus?
suffering within your home, you've made them worthless
damn near police the state, you make us nervous
even though some conform and join your service
you're presidency's the biggest joke, but we're the laugh
always smell the gun smoke, on your behalf
I think I should send a telegraph to your staff
America you're down and dirty, you need a bath
so tell your secret agents, don't be paranoid
this wasn't taught by Socrates or Sigmund Freud
this is simply gods work, you can't avoid
ever nation ever built has been destroyed
caught up in the belly of America
lost, in the stomach of America
broken down, in the bowels of America
sinking, in the garbage of America
stuffed, in the brain of America
suffering, in the body of America
trying, in the good ol' spirit of America
