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Aluminumb
04:03
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I came in with the wind and blew out with the dust
I'd pro'ly quit if I only knew how to give up
It ain't nothin to me to suffer defeat
I was built for this it's a must I succeed
I trust and believe in myself first and foremost
I'm influenced by the music only 1994 knows
And so I cherish the groove
I sit and think of all the ways I could embarrass the moon
I'm stuck between a cock and a heart ache
A hard day plus rough night make for a long face
And I'm expected to give a damn in a world so full of soccer moms and mini-vans
Pretty glam, and celebrity news
It's only thru the lies that they're telling me truth cuz
When life's so bad it's satisfying
It's... closing your eyes to practice dying
Tomorrow's mess, today's frustration
When my ass is dead I want my ashes spread at the bus station
Enough waitin, I'm done playin
So to say I'm taking over's just an understatement
I'm not white bitch I'm pigment impaired
Plus I'm unhappy unless I have me some children to scare
Man I ain't part of this place I'm like a shark in a lake
You say I'm talking out my ass then I'm gonna fart in your face
I don't mind being the one who gave up on giving in
It's Hell's heaven we're living in
Committing sin I'm not the type to embellish The Lord
I'm angelic and for death by umbilical cord
While the world walked by I was virtually dead
Caught a glimpse of reality snuck back in my head
Sought after success, and to simply finish
I'm just tryin to make an hour out of 15 minutes
I came in with the wind and blew out with the dust
I'd pro'ly quit if I only knew how to give up
It ain't nothin to me to suffer defeat
I was built for this it's a must I succeed
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Chorus:
I came to party (hey, ho)
You came to party (hey, ho)
We came to party (hey, ho)
Ah yeah!
Buck:
When I step up in the jam I let my feet converse
Cop a brew from the crew gotta feed my thirst
We came here to party, spread love and have fun
Get up and act dumb fresh with the action
Surreal:
Think ill drinks spill we still refill
Mosh pittin in the kitchen kids listen please chill
Act like monkeys gettin funky in the zoo
Up chuckin chunks jungle juice with fruit
Buck:
Keep it movin consumin is what we doin if your buddy's party-poopin then flush him (nothin to it)
It's all about gettin live, freestyle, no written rhymes
It's your turn to roll, so let me throw the frickin dice
Surreal:
Tall boy to 40oz all brews united
All races both sexes everyone's invited
Carnival cruise big party small room
Dancin on the ceiling tearing off the roof
Chorus:
I came to party (hey, ho)
You came to party (hey, ho)
We came to party (hey, ho)
Ah yeah!
Surreal:
Cinderella dressed in yella
Went up stairs to kiss a fella
When she got there who'd she see?
Buck Bowen! Surreal the MC!
Buck:
Pi-pizza box breakin bustin love seat moves
For the women DJ spinning lusty grungy grooves
Get rowdy hands up, this party is on
Never mind the voices that's part of the song
Yo this party's the bomb
Well you gotta hand it to me cause I keep the 40 dressed with an Alabama Koozie
Abalaba STOP, Are you sober? I'm not
Gotta keep my glasses all the way to the top
Alright chill, let me get the damned deal straight
Get ill but keep your hands off my Big L tape
Hit eject with respect then I threw in some Ren
Party thru the morning then we do it again!
Chorus:
I came to party (hey, ho)
You came to party (hey, ho)
We came to party (hey, ho)
Ah yeah!
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Silent Screams
04:02
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My favorite past time is soft kisses in the rain
I long to meet the man whose image is reflected in the window pane
No options left, the answers didn't work
So it leads me to believe that something else has been at work
I've lost all control I'm so confused
I'm gonna jump off the edge of this open wound
I've been so consumed, with thoughts of death
All I've managed to gain was a lost of breath it's like
Where do you, move in life
When the only house for sale is being sold by suicide
They shut the doors, and changed the locks
So I'm gonna find the exit with the safety off, nah
I maybe wrong but, I maybe right
All I know is that I'm dying trying to stay alive
And I admire the hurt, but I'm tired of fighting the urge
This time I let the silence be heard
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
The silent screams
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
The silent screams
Who am I? Is the question I ask
But the answer always leaves me second guessing my past
So I guess that I'm back to step one but
Better yet, I'm confident that I never left
It's a forever quest
And, clearly it's hard
Trying to find a way around these insecurity guards
I was here to be scarred
My flesh consumes the truth of my past regrets, mistakes, and future blues
So what do I do? I wish I had the recipe for all the trouble I brew
I keep it humble, but it's a struggle to do
Cause I don't want to get thru life just by stumbling thru
It's the same old story, nothing is new
I've cluttered my view, and so, my judgement is skewed
I've had enough, of fighting to lose, I'm tired and bruised
I'm gonna take the silence off mute
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
The silent screams
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
Your best choice is to succumb to the deaf voices
The silent screams
See I've came along way but I feel I'm still losing
Cause I'm a dichotic caught up in this reallusion
I'd love to say I'm out my mind
But I've been steady drowning, I'm going down without a fight
And I ain't giving up
I'm just letting go, forget a boat
This sea of thought beholds a depth I've never known it's better ohhhh
The desire to sink, I'm tired of me, I'm gonna let the silence be free
All I know, is I've accepted the pain
I walk slow, when taking steps in the rain
I wanna go, play a friendly game of hide and seek
But the world I'm in is uninterested in finding me
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Aluminumb (Instrumental)
03:44
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Buck Bowen Long Beach, California
"Trying to bridge the growing gap between 'would-be' and 'has-been.'"
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