• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Ear To Ear - Brother Ali
• Our Way (outro) - Slaughterhouse
• War To War - Blockheads
• Your Diary - Destiny
• Air Dry - Teddy Geiger
• Ear To Ear - Whitechapel
• Ear To Ear - Forgive Durden
• Are You A Rider - Sandman

I shed my ex-wife kept my son with me
Now me smiling ear to ear now that's something to see, shit
[Chorus:]
I said my life, and my God and my songs
Good Lord Ya'll
I said my life, and my God and my songs
[Verse 1:]
Man no question use to always know that I was crazy
Guess it's safe to say I came a long way baby
Mama throwing dishes at my ex-wife bitching at me
never did envision daddy could be this happy, shit
To me not broke is rich
Got a two bedroom a new sofa to sit
For the first time ain't go to Good Will or St. Steven's
But IKEA put that boy together last weekend
Out in NY I met a fly Puerto Rican
Dimed out sales girl Victoria's Secret
Took her on a train to Pennsylvaina for a weekend
that's eighteen months ago dog, guess where she been?
Frozen tundra chillin with boy wonder
Done discovered love like a mother fucker
I tried to warn my baby that the winters no joke
She said "Big dick daddy I'll just get me your coat"
Goddamn
[Chorus:]
I said my life, and my God and my songs
Good Lord Ya'll
I said my life, and my God and my songs
Good Lord Ya'll
Said I'm gonna do it for you
I'm gonna do it for you
[Verse 2:]
Feeling fly as hell right about now
I done pushed a whole heap of hell out of my house
Any orphanage will clove and feed a kid
but I raise my little man teach him to live
That's why he's 4 years old and can read like he was 6
Behave and recite the Qur'an in Arabic
Eat healthy, knows all the words to Laddy Daddy
Taught him to use the potty without his Mummy
It's three years away I ain't the least bit nervous
I feel like I'ma do it real big in my thirties
Honestly love everybody in my circle
Been with me since the scrimmage and the dress rehearsal
Oh let me tell you that my sweet potato pie
Will curl your toenails and bring tears to your eyes
And all corny bullshit aside
your boys smiling for real the first time in my life
[Chorus:]
I said my life, and my God and my songs
Good Lord Ya'll
I said my life, my God and my songs
Good Lord Ya'll
Said I'm gonna do it for you

We them back pack niggas
Rap rap niggas
You'll be talking shit about all day
Internet underground, niggas
Our intellect just won't allow use to make records y'all way
Get over yourselves, fucker
Get over yourselves, sucker
Guess that we them back pack niggas
Rap rap niggas
Who will never sell a record, no way
Guess what sucker
We made it, we made it, we made it
But we did it our way, our way, our way
Though it took some time but we finally made it
Now can you truly say that you made it? Your way
Dear mister end all be all of an opinion
Fuck what you're saying, you've got fans but we've got minions
Plus Eminem got Stan's like an arena, I went and seen it
From abroad to back home, y'all ain't got to clap
We're gonna make this track clap, clap, clap for him
Let me take your back, we turn one song to a group, to a concert, to a
record deal
And yes it feels more like carpentry than artistry God's work let's get
real
All you hear is them niggas like 50 too while we in the 62
But it ain't no industry business I ain't privy to
Yeah and for y'all niggas that tired of it
Just lay down and picture your soul over your body
Check my rhyme, timeline, I took time with every line
Now I don't rhyme unless a check gets signed
My bank account, it don't look bad
I got house gang, hood swag
I'm a Crook that'll Jump Off with 5'9"'s or a good jab
Hell yeah, I could brag, dude ain't never switch
Whether the booth or on the strip I kept a Mac in my book bag
You mad little nigga cause I'm holding the belt
Do some ad-libs nigga, get over yourself
I'm here for the duration, you're here to reputation
Slide them Dre's over your shit, prepare your ears for devastation
'Cause if Yaowa on that motherfucker Yaowa going in
Y'all wan' be mad go right ahead but once again
As a poster child for Photoshop my whole image was wrong
Straight out a movie, took a pill and all my limits were gone
Now you mention the best and you gotta argue, son
Clothes I used to borrow some, now it's name brand drawls
Just so my dick can see how far I've come
Changing the topic to women they know me to keep mine in labels
That's how they drape judging of shapes I should keep mine in stables
They left him for dead, took him to watch me resurrect, that shit's
pathetic
Shouldered the blame it's a shame it took hindsight to give me credit
I got kitchens in the masters, the fish tank is a wall
I got couches in the closets, my estate is confused
We say that blatantly for the fools that missed with a blessing that steal
There's no other outcome when you question my will
They say I'd never make it, never make it
My rhyme scheme is a crime scene, dog I yellow tape it
For lyrical murder, I'm on the verge of my next merger
Had to crawl before I walk so after I ex Gerber
I took it a step further
I took over the web servers
I took over the west word to these fresh words
And rode the wave of web surfers
A circus - that's what this industry makes me think about
Cause selling out's a shortcut integrity's the scenic route
But you have never seen a crew or better team
While you forever sleep we're doing everything you fuckers dream about
Sucker Slaughterhouse is what they scream and shout

Civilizations overpowering one another,
Every genocide is a rebirth.
Evolution relies on mass destruction,
So war becomes a theater of cruelty,
Where killing innocents is a strategic move.
We were all born in blood as a sign

The fragments of your dreams now a part of us. How does it feel when I touch your
heart. Hold this moment. All I am I gave. All I have I spent. I'm lost inside of you. Are
you longing for these words: Kiss me. Do you miss those moments. Tight holding arms

Well, I kiss the rain, I waited up
You're pouring dragons in my cup
Don't try it, I can't cope with it
We'll get over it, yeah I'm over it
I'm tired of night and I can't breathe
You blew me off so easily
It's different between you and me
And I'm over it, you'll get over it
Chorus
I'm not the jealous type that doesn't sleep at night
You got your karma, I know I got mine
And all of my tears will air dry with just a little time, Air dry.
Well, I heard you played behind my back
Was I a fool to not react
Lets go to tape and play it back
I was out of it, I was under it
Your little spells worked quietly
Your good-byes left me wondering
Now that I'm gone you contemplate
If you're over me, well you used to be
I'm not the jealous type that doesn't sleep at night
You got your karma, I know I got mine
And all of my tears will air dry with just a little time
Only wanted it once I was over it
You go your way, I know I'll go mine
And all of my tears will air dry with just a little time
How was I supposed to know
You never told me baby what you want
I can't read your mind
You never bothered to look inside of mine
I used to wake up every morning
And all I could do was think of you

Screeching mephitic sacrilege. Manifesting
Raping your incoherent mind from afar
Holding your stiff hand below my waist I will begin to ravish you
Symbolic pride against your skin marking eternal branding
Pulling out the tools the operation beings
Melting the skin to climax again
Fornicated whore of the past-tense
Shall experience articula mortis
How innocent this scheme of murder
How I redeem my prize of faith and infamy is not your place
I shall remember this for I live again
Necromaniac pursuing dreams of liquid suffocation
Your neck is smiling at me ear to fucking ear
The trachea exposed. Pulsing hemoglobin entities at me
Your neck is smiling ear to fucking ear
The gurgling of gore. The sound of splitting
Hide. The grinding of the bones
Ear to fucking ear
The verdict isn't met until you're dead

I wake my greedy eyes from a night spent dreaming
Ambitiously
Cost-effectively
Fingers stained with yesterday's highs and lows
It's got to go
It's all got to go
It's a rob
It's a steal
You better land that deal
You're in the big leagues now, sonny
Buy low, sell high
Get a piece of the pie
But leave the rest for me, yea
My destiny
Wasn't written in the stars
It's been meticulously planned
And presented in a chart
A flawless design
To truly satisfy
You want results?
Look at the fucking smile
On my face
I stick to the stats
Go by the numbers
I'm measured by threads and horse power
Square feet and tender
But now I'm old
Like an aging oak
There's more gold secured
To my jaw than there ever was
To my name
Its bark gets rougher by the day
Limbs reach for its roots
Its insides rot away until
It's just a hollow trunk
It's only full
Of emptiness
But save
The biggest slice for me
Tailor, tailor
Raise my inseam
And widen these cuffs
Because I am dressed for success
Tailor, tailor
Stand clear
I'm headed straight
For the top, the top, the top
The dirt
My destiny
Wasn't written in the stars
It's been meticulously planned
And presented in a chart
A flawless design
To truly satisfy
You want results?
Look at the fucking smile

[Sandman]
Nigga that's that darkside, North side, we ride
Homicide suicide you
got your skull cracked
Slain, insane, so blame Sandman for the pain
of cockin your nuts back
We makin them rough tracks
Stay in contact with my niggas in dimension next
Creepin your set and we makin your body erect
Leavin you all blessed and hexed
Flex to the other side, where they really gotta be so cold and shit
Nigga roll a spliff
Nigga load the clip
Nigga put it in the gauge and blow that bitch
Nigga fuck a driveby, we fly
See me floatin through the atmosphere in a state of paranoia you die
Don't ask why
[Slink Capone]
Yeah, y'all rookies get heated with repeated shots
Got what they needed
Learn respect from a vet, three fingers up, that's what I'm pleadin
Dont get caught in gunplay with less than 10 in your barker
Nation riders got 50 fool, when you empty you outlined in chalk
Now walk little loc, my lifestyle is that of mental folk
From the West to the Midwest we stress until we never broke
Inhale the smoke cuz it might be your last
You can step outside your momma's house we'll smoke your ass
[Sandman]
My nigga you better be ready to duck now
Buck, pow, leave a bitch
nigga stuck now
Pump pump dump him in church nigga you fucked up
wanna cross me what now?
Your face was all over that concrete
I creep up the street with the sweepa, nigga you're gone
Sandman and Slinky Capone
Please don't go, reach for your chrome it's on
Dead and gone written all up in your face man
I came to bring the pain
My nigga your brains hang
If you don't maintain like a freight train, (kill em all)
Don't let me call all my gangstas, we bang ya
Playin with too much danger cant call on Jesus to save ya
[Slink Capone]
Now all you billy bad asses is bulletproof to strap nasty
Got Cavi and the hoes is happy in the candy blue cabby
Stick you for your Porsche and you're tortured
Faded the nali to Cali
Put my money on the move for me and go flip a new Navi
Livin life on the edge beware of the jackyll it's savvy
Don't interrupt my frequency or sleep will be your new habit
Sex money and murder narcotics and automatics
Sherm got me on a death mission so I'm comin with static
(hook)
Oooo-oooohhhh nigga please don't make me
kill em, kill em, kill em, kill em nigga
(Are you a rider? yes I'm a rider,
Are you a rider? yes I'm a rider) [x4]
[Slink Capone]
Who's the fool comin through shootin two Rugers out the sun roof?
Hunt you down like an animal, loc up, and come after you
Do what I have to do to follow your trail and gaffle you
Never let me see you sweat or I'll smell your fear and capture you
Still a basket case by Uncle Sam standards
Appear outta nowhere with a gat and cock the damn hammer
What the deal now nigga? You still feel worth 6 mill
Even Lee Majors can get faded out with this blue steel
I flex my skill with the strength of my index
Unleashin uncontrollable heat, aint no tellin who'll get hit next
As father witness, don't intervene no serious business
You could easily be a few more notches crossed off the census
Hell yeah nigga I'm a rider, tell the feds I said it
Y'all aint the only ones with guns with infrared shit And
that's straight from Slink Capone nigga go home we deep
Sandman's a rider too, puttin niggas to sleep
[Sandman]
Like Colt 45 my 45 shred your liver
Outsiders ride up you die what?
All diced up, like they slice cut and fried up
Now what you gone do when you get blasted by the Sandman?
The rappin reaper
We creep up deeper
Then a ocean where you sleep I see ya
Be a playa hater and get gauged
Watch metamorphasize your body approaches the final stage
There is no other way we play
Now you live in a river, puttin niggas to eternal rest
I guess, me Wessun the best and the bless on my chest
So you better not test unless you witness
Them souls risin up outta the crest, in the cement
Demonization ceremonies all over the world
That darkness beamin screamin and cryin
be the only sounds you hear baby
Man some things to me start to come clear lately
They call me crazy but if you look into the blackness
You can see the shit that possesses me
to pick up a pen and paper and start to rap this now
If I never die, better grab your word & vanish
Speakin Spanish with a thuggish accent
with dreams of doin eternal damage