• Swollen Members
• Mason Jennings
• Amaral
• Hellraiser
• Pistol Grip
• Valensia
• Dom Kennedy

Against all odds I worship galvanized gods
Saturn sends serpents hatch from underworld cause
Disguised as associates but I can recognise fraud
Head and nose(?) Brewing brutal hesitant to applaud
I been known to fall flat in my face covered in mud
As the sun turns to darkness the moon turns to blood
Love turns to hate (hate) revenge turns to guilt
I thrive on complements as my confidence is built
Feel the need to abort as assassins extort
My mind frame contort tryin to hold down the fort
Fort knocks despise clocks heart bleeds I plant seeds
Guaranteed my first son, a descendent of a legend
I'm edging towards falling off the face of this earth (why)
Chemical in valets of anger at planted at birth
Hereditary faults more mans complex assaults
And battery and flattery feeds the flame catapults
The odds are against me (against all odds)
The odds are against me (against all odds)
The odds are against me (against all odds)
There's no chance for this champ
Cold-blooded carnivore
Crush skulls like rancour
Thanks tarnish red
Northwest extraterrestrial
Endangered species
Stole the rams head from skellitore
Predator in a powerful assault stand and manse
A pain from conformity drink from the jugular
Emasculate brain cells bomb loads of regular
Equipped with the hatchet attachment I slay
Break bones and like snap necks like Chun Li with a krumatie
Full contact tracks cracks and amplified cramps
Furious fists flown by the welterweight champ
Vampire and hell fire fuck around and get burned
I'm a deputised regulator courts adjourned
Surrealism laced with enthusiasm
My molecular structure separates your cytoplasm
Muscle spasms increase into uncontrollable knots
Bandits ambushes you and rides my train of thought
Discipline disciples militant massacre
Molesting mediocrity
That's what were down for
Brainstorm then transformed into an abnormal down fall
Psychopathic psychlone an F-5 twister
Call me mr heat minor I charge the energiser
Run by solar power deviants I devour
The odds are against me (against all odds)
The odds are against me (against all odds)
Definitely against me (against all odds)
No fuckin chance (against all odds)
Mad miraculous
Dominate potency
It's wonderful smashing impotent mutants
Shootin junk into your veins painful poisonous venom
In every drug body shrugs and laughs when I get in em
Special effects flashbacks are beneficial
Crystal mad deep breath is artificial
Fate intension it releases your species decreases
I lost my marbles, my brains a puzzle with missin pieces
The light is flickerin up stares die alone no one cares
A couple sandwiches short of a picnic
I'm just kickin it (just kickin it)
Sickening kinetically chaotic feel the poetic mastermind blastin by
Barbarian's barricades artillery ambushed
Awkward ammunition trembling trolls
Take the terrorist transition as I'm holding
Golden fish wish as they once surrounded by piranhas on a mission
Enter the vicious circle a mind-bending action
A magnificent tournament passing out obvious obstacles
That hangs like ornaments
Then brainwashing and reconstructing thoughts like psychology
Articulate aggression, technical terminology
Suffer the consequences of excruciating pain
Absorb ten thousand volts of madness to your brain
Combat the crusader annihilate violators
I'm a strategic and dangerous catapulting culprit
The odds are against me (against all odds)
The odds are against me (against all odds)
His chances are slim (against all odds)
The odds are against me (against all odds)
Hey what's the fuck wrong with him?

Southern minnesota in the year of 1997
There was a great natural light in the sky
And people ran in fear
And i was so concerned with the welfare
Of the woman standing nearest to me
That i didn't notice when it shown on both of us
Then disappeared
I asked her
Do you know what that was
And did it shine for only us
Tell me do you know what that was
Was it a sign
I think it probably was
Pittsburgh pennsylvania in the year of 1987
There was a great natural light in the sky
And people ran in fear
And i was so concerned with the welfare
Of my brother standing nearest to me
That i didn't notice when it shown on both of us
Then disappeared
I asked him
Do you know what that was
And did it shine for only us
Tell me do you know what that was
Was it a sign

El a?o en que Allen Ginsberg muri?,
El cielo estaba roto de estrellas de metal,
De gotas de mercurio,
De patinadores sobre la lamina del pozo.
El a?o en que Allen Ginsberg muri?,
Montones de cris?lidas sal?an del letargo,
Entraban en mi armario,
Devoraban los guantes de lana.
El a?o en que Allen Ginsberg muri?,
El cielo estaba roto de estrellas de metal,
De gotas de mercurio resbalando,
Sobre la l?mina del pozo.

ß èäó óñêîðÿÿ øàã
Ìîæåò ñäåëàë ÿ ÷òî íå òàê
Ìîæåò çðÿ ÿ ê òåáå ïðèø¸ë
Ìîæåò çðÿ îò òåáÿ óø¸ë
Òû æå çíàëà ÷òî íå ïðàâà
À òåïåðü òû ëåæèøü îäíà
Òû çíàëà òî,òû çíàëà òî,
×òî ÿ ëþáëþ òåáÿ
Óçíàé æå ñêîðåé
×òî ÷óâñòâîâàë ÿ
Íå áóäü æå íè÷üåé
Îòêðûâàåøü äâåðü è ïðîõîäèøü âãëóáü
Íå çàìå÷àÿ ìåíÿ
Äîñòàþ ïèñòîëåò è â ïðèöåë ñìîòðþ
 òâîè ãîëóáûå ãëàçà
Ìû òåïåðü íå ïîéä¸ì â êèíî
È íå áóäåì òàì ïèòü âèíî
Òû íå ñêàæåøü ìíå áîëüøå "íåò"
Ïîòîìó ÷òî òåáÿ óæ íåò
ß èäó óñêîðÿÿ øàã íå æàëåÿ ÷òî ñäåëàë òàê
ß çàíþ òî, ÿ çíàþ ÷òî,
ß ðàçëþáèë òåáÿ
Äâåðü è ãëàçà îòêðûòû
Ãóáû êàê êðîâü - íàëèòû
׸ðíûå òî÷êè â ïëàòüå è ñòåíå
Ýòè ÷åòûðå ïóëè
Ìåíÿ íå îáìàíóëè
È òåïåðü âñòðå÷óñü òîëüêî ÿ ñ òîáîé âî ñíå
ß óâèäåë êà âûëåòàþò
Ýòè ïóëè êàê óáèâàþò
ß óâèäåë êàê óìèðàþò
Íèêîãäà, íèêîãäà íå óâèæó òåáÿ
Íå óñëûøó òåáÿ
Íå ïî÷óâñòâóþ âçãëÿä
Âåäü ÿ çíàþ ãäå òû
Òû íå ìîæåøü ïðåòè
Ðàçâå òîëüêî âî ñíå
Ìû óâèäèìñÿ ñíîâà íà òîé ñòîðîíå
@SONG:
Áèëåò â îäèí êîíåö
Äåðæó â ñâîåé ðóêå
Ãèòàðà, áóáåí, êðåñò
Âåñü ìîé áàãàæ ïðè ìíå
Òðèíàäöàòûé âàãîí
Îòäåëüíîå êóïå
Çàæàë ÿ ëÿ - ìàæîð
Óäàðèë ïî ñòðóíå
Âñïîìíèë ÿ êàê â ïåðâûé ðàç
Ñäåëàë ýòî âîñåìü ðàç
Êàê âëþáèëñÿ êàê ñòðàäàë è ñïèëñÿ
Âñïîìíèë ïåñíè ó êîñòðà
Êàê ãóëÿëè äî óòðà
Äî ñâèäàíèÿ ìîé ëþáèìûé ãîðîä
Äî ñâèäàíèÿ
Ìîæåò áûòü ÿ ñòàíó äðóãèì
ß íå çíàþ
Ìîæåò áûòü ïðîùàþñü ÿ ñ íèì
Âñ¸ òåðÿþ
Âðåìÿ êîãäà ìåñÿö êàê ãîä
Áåççàáîòíî òå÷¸ò, íèêîãäà íå ïðèä¸ò
ß åäó ãäå ìåíÿ
Íèêòî ñîâñåì íå æä¸ò
ß åäó ãäå ñóäüáà
Èçìåíèò æèçíè õîä
ß ñïåë áû ïðî ëþáîâü
Ïðî ìèð è ïðî öâåòû
ÍÎ ÿ íå ïîìíþ ñëîâ
ß çàáóäó êàê ÿ æèë
ß çàáóäó ñ êåì ÿ ïèë
Âñ¸ ÷òî áóëî ïëîõî ÿ çàáóäó
Áóäóò íîâûå äðóçüÿ
È ÿ íå âñïîìíþ íè÷åãî
Äî ñâèäàíèÿ íåëþáèìûé ãîðîä
Äî ñâèäàíèÿ

We were just kids, underachieved, runnin on contraband drive
Backyard gigs, AXP, drinking till the early sunrise
Beginning of an era, occupation concern,
a boy makes a man's tough choice
Paltry income, wood that won't burn,
listen to the desperate voice
Now it's 1997
I got no plans but the future's coming fast
1997
Oh, oh this is what I know
Five years gone, the pressure just mounts,
a boulder that just won't budge
Alternatives closed, better find that sound,
what you got just aint enough
Sink or swim, sea of defeat, 10,000 miles of road
Unified plunge, drunken colleagues,
tears through a foreign pay phone
Now it's 1997
I got no plans but the future's coming fast,
1997
Oh, oh this is what I know
1997
Better make plans or the future's gonna pass
1997
Oh, oh I just don't know
We were just kids, indecisive not dumb,
adolescent state of mind

It's irreversible now
Gaia has already begun
War will follow
And THEN we will learn how to think
For at least a thousand years
Brace yourselves, good people
Brace yourselves...

I be that nigga always wearing something clean for the groupies
Looking like Caine but nah this is a not a movie
Cell phones up, tell them girls to shoot me
All I hear is "yea bitch that's Dom can you excuse me"
Leimert Park legend,
I used to bump that Snoopy
Had some iceberg and I used to want that Coogi
Back in 97 man my uncle wore the Gucci
And he rocked Polo, and he wore the Stussy
I am no marine but these niggas do salute me
Catch me on Pico, I am like the Lucy's
Give it to em raw, I am like the sushi
I hate how rappers use the term "fresh" so loosely
Bad ass nigga, I am like Boosie
But that just might have went over yo head like a kufi
If I was a DJ, I would be Brucie
Or any of them niggas Biggie shouted out on "Juicy"
Sometime I get chose, but you can say I'm choosy
And if you want to keep her then you should not introduce me
25th hour, that was introducing
Roll wit the winners girl cause I ain't into losing
Talking Crenshaw king, that's what we be cruising
Get my point across, so I never have to prove it
Squab wit a nigga, I ain't into shootin
This is not the army but them niggas is recruiting
Hardwood floors, but we don't be hooping
When them boxes touch touch down, then we gon' move it
Maybe out to Compton, just like St. Louis
Sugar 16's, nigga watch how I do this yeah I studied this game
I'm a student, but now everyday they call my name and I be truant
UCLA, I'm a bruin
And all them plans you made, I'm a ruin
Your whole rap career, it is ruined
And everybody say "damn Dom you shouldn't do it"
I'm the number one pick, that's Ewing
No one said I would make it, but somehow I always knew it
And I'm running this game, that's stupid
I write like Eric, yeah that's ruthless
These hoes so Ashanti, that's foolish
I'm good on the track, Carl Lewis
All these rap critics always asking for some new shit
Tell em go buy it and they never do shit
I fuck with FutureStreet, but dawg this my new shit
You say I'm bout to really B-L-O-W shit
In 1997,
I wrote my first rhyme
"I wanna marry you" is what I told my first dime
Had my first drink, rolled my first dime
And I knew I was that first nigga for the very first time
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