#oneAweek vol I

by Buck Bowen

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1.
You must be willing to do the things today others won’t do In order to have the things tomorrow others won’t have You must be willing to do the things today others won’t do In order to have the things tomorrow others won’t have It’s not supposed to be easy, why should it be? Put in the, requisite hours, plus another two or three Nobody cares if you’ve got time or not Your passion needs to eat so feed it to make the cryin’ stop Check your reflection make sure the mirror works The universe really owes you nothing ‘cause it was here first You better get it together never settle for lesser It’s either now or it’s never This isn’t forever your life is finite So get your mind right BEFORE the time’s right Go ‘head take a chance, shake your plans You never know by letting go you may advance ‘Cause here’s the ugly truth Most of us are trading five days just for two Feeling stuck like glue, so what to do? Anything, do it now, something new, just get up and move! You must be willing to do the things today others won’t do In order to have the things tomorrow others won’t have You must be willing to do the things today others won’t do In order to have the things tomorrow others won’t have You’re on a mission with wide eyes and big vision Practice your craft at least ten minutes I promise you can find the time Just do it right before you close your eyes at night Do you want it or not? If you don’t then forget it If you do then let’s get it, you’ve got to be committed Sure it’s a challenge tryin’ to hit the nail But who needs balance? When you’re tryin’ to tip the scale So what if you don’t hit your target The worst likely to happen is that you end up where you started So try try try again, keep firin’ Attackin’ life like a pirate ship Go get’em, full momentum No excuses, no regrets, and no bullshittin’! You say you’ll do it but it never happens Just remember, your future is full of your present actions
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9 to 5 work the job 5 to 9 work the dream Cause luxury comes at the cost Of killing your hopes and your dreams So what have you done today? Having some fun today what about work? Oh after you eat a meal C’mon man keep it real do the work first You talk about passion but I don’t see action Man all I hear’s words The heck with excuses let’s get up and do this And put in the work Nobody’s gonna come and give you opportunities You gotta take initiative and make the possibilities To put yourself in a position where you prob’ly will succeed I’m telling you the facts it doesn’t happen accidentally Kick in the discipline Gotta commit to it take a deep breath Cause everybody livin’ has an option that was given suffer pain of discipline Or the pain of regret 9 to 5 work the job 5 to 9 work the dream Cause luxury comes at the cost Of killing your hopes and your dreams So who do you want to be? Someone who gets what they want? Or one of the losers? Who makes excuses a lot And where do you want to be? On top with the winners? Or down at the bottom? In the dumps having lunch with the quitters? Stop pissing your weekend away Then complaining how you hate your job When you won’t even give yourself 10 minutes Practicing that which you love Force your physiology You got to go beyond your body’s limits to accomplish things You cannot let your mental challenges stop your dream Everything is hard before it’s easy just start it please!
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They Say 02:24
They say, “I ain’t seen you at the club” I say, “I ain’t seen you at the bank” They say, “You only live once” I say, “It’s not livin’ if it’s fake” We spend money we don’t have on things we don’t need To impress people we don’t even like and that’s weak Pretty car, ugly payment We’ve got to go into debt to make a statement And you know what they say, “you can’t take this… Money with you when you die so why save it?” Um, of course you can doofus All we need to know is how big the Egyptian tomb is Stop pretendin’ When you say, “live a little” what you mean is “lots of spendin’” Dawg you gotta stop it The point of a budget is to patch a whole in the pocket You sleep like you’re rich I’m up like I’m broke and I’m going for it Here’s some crynancial advice for you babies Take your excuses and put them in savings! They say, “I ain’t seen you at the club” I say, “I ain’t seen you at the bank” They say, “You only live once” I say, “It’s not livin’ if it’s fake” You gave a half day’s work for a full day’s pay New shoes on your feet but your rent’s always late Claiming you live check to check, saying, “I’m broke” Yet it seems you always have money to buy things like nice clothes Some people live to regret Dive into a pool of credit, drown, swimming in debt Found injured and wet, and I don’t mean to diss you If you’re getting raises every year then money’s not the issue It’s how you manage it The amount really isn’t as important as how you handle it I’m talkin’ honestly Look at broke athletes and winners who lost the lottery Grind while they rest Study when they party tryin’ to impress Keep showing up and you’re bound to succeed And one day they’ll see you live like they dream
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Get Started 02:25
You want to be on top, the bottom’s way too crowded Stand firm in your vision and goals cause most will try to make you doubt it We call them crabs in a bucket People who love to hold you back and see you stagger and strugglin’ So what if I’m fumblin’? As long as I keep stacking forward There’s going to be some back and forth I just have to attack with force I’ll take the cuts, scrapes, even the scars You don’t get in life what you want, you get what you are So were you born to win or born to lose? I know you’re feeling worn and bruised, but you must muster up and ignore the boos Don’t think you’ll fail You don’t have to travel the beaten path you can forge your own and leave a trail No test, no testimony If you don’t give it a shot you run the risk of never knowing The coward dies a thousand deaths So when your final hour’s left will you be drowning in regret? You don’t have to be great to get started But you have to get started to be great You don’t have to be great to get started So get started before it’s too late When your dream is big enough, the odds don’t matter Feel the fear and do it anyway in fact go faster! Look, if you’re headed down the wrong path You want to find out quick as possible so you can stop that You thought quitting wasn’t an option? Actually it’s not the losers but winners who quit more often We don’t fail because we aim and miss The reason that we fail’s because we often aim to low and hit You’ve gotta take a risk to win The most important habit to develop’s prob’ly discipline Grab the stick and shift to drive If it’s worth it it’s worth doing badly till you get it right Get obsessed, create your goal and reach beyond it Go the extra mile, you’ll notice there’s less people on it Are you committed cause I ain’t gonna stop Even if it means I have to fail my way to the top! You don’t have to be great to get started But you have to get started to be great You don’t have to be great to get started So get started before it’s too late
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Keep Moving 02:43
What am I supposed to say? Sometimes I feel like giving up I’m gonna throw it all away I’m running out of jokes to make I’ve tried to move but always end up living in a hopeless state I smile, trying not to show the pain Paranoid that my friends are annoyed they probly know it’s fake Feeling numb like Novocain Introverted out my mind trying not to go insane I think too much and my action’s almost non-existent No I act too often without thinking of the consequences Feeling naucious, livid, this toxic venom is stress But I guess that’s just the cost of livin’ They don’t get it, it’s not something a quote can fix Motivation’s overrated I don’t think I can cope with it I try but I fumble Dark days and lonely nights with no light in the tunnel I gotta keep moving Even tho I keep losing Even tho I keep losing I gotta keep moving I don’t mean to be sounding feeble But sometimes I feel the most alone amongst a crowd of people Overanalyzing everything It’s such a vicious cycle getting stuck inside a memory And I can’t seem to let it go Thinking if I could do it over things would be better you know? I wouldn’t be in the pain I’m in But knowing me I’d blow it see and probly do the same again Is this the myth of Sisyphus? Cause if it is I’m not sure I’ll be able to persist with it Every morning, a weight on my chest, awake and in bed Covered by the pain of regret It’s hard to move into the future When you’re anchored to the past and always feeling like a loser I guess I just gotta keep showing up Cause it’s the only way I’ve got a chance for things to open up I gotta keep moving Even tho I keep losing Even tho I keep losing I gotta keep moving
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Just Riffing 01:43
I don’t get it man why you so bitter man Don’t you know the whole world fits in your hand? All you got to do is take it So let’s quit with the excuses and complainin’ Opportunity is rainin’, rainin’, are you afraid to get wet? So put down your umbrella, loudly I tell ya The pain stops when you’re unafraid to taste the rain drops And yes it takes time But I never met an angry person that who was angry at the same time It’s so easy to think violent So I’m frequently reminding myself to keep smilin’ Pushing thru the minor aches Knowing on the other side of darkness is a brighter day And to overcome some major pain Grab your goal and arrow set your focus and start taking aim The Wolfman: Yes this message is for Buck Bowen. I’m just wondering if you’ve gotten your first pie yet. We got ya up and running on the pie of the month club it should be rhubarb. I don’t get it bro why you so miserable The past is behind ya it’s time to let it go Scrap the trash appeal It’s not the snake bit but the venom in ya that kills There’s always more to be Everything you do is a statement about your priorities Champions dominate I fight the urge to sleep, so see my fall awake I’m drunk in love just for alcoholic’s sake Work the dream 10 minutes daily is really all it takes For you to see progress Slow and steady wins the race so get walkin’ Every little moment counts What’s more important hitting the books or going out? Instead of medicating stress You could make your dreams come true and be celebrating success
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Always Knew 03:16
I always knew you’d probly fuck me over But I never thought you could cut so deep I don’t even recognize you now What the fuck am I supposed to think? Everything we ever had is gone I can’t believe you went and fucked it up I keep searching for an explanation Clearly that love shit wasn’t enough I could tear the fucking world in half Thinking how you fucked me over yes I’m gonna mention that As many times as I need to get over all the pain you’ve caused Lingering in misery of memories I hate it all Don’t you ever fucking speak to me Don’t call my phone don’t send a text don’t even fucking think of me Play the Beatles if you want to Let It Be Otherwise go fuck your lies you’re pathetic and fucking dead to me I always knew I’d probly fuck this up I take the blame it all on me Look what I have brought about With my self-fulfilling prophecies But I didn’t force you to do that shit Why’d you have to be so fucking stupid? Now everything we ever had is gone Poisoned, ruined, why the fuck did you do it? But I don’t give a fuck about the answer It won’t change a thing I’m breaking clean I need to raise my standards Keeping people like you out my life you took it way too far I’ve seen the light I know the truth exposing you for who you are But really it was all my fault I taught you how to treat me I was needy I knew all along You wouldn’t believe in me you would be leaving me once you got busted for playing some games A face with no name is the image you painted you’re nothing to me but a shameless disgrace
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Someday Isle 02:57
The weather’s really drab here, people like to nag here Everybody seems to have a bad year They always talk about excuses And how they would if they could but never do it They love the validation Of reaffirming failures like, “what a challenge ain’t it?” Someday I’ll get out of debt Someday I’ll read that book, someday I’ll take the first step Someday I’ll do all the things, I need But until then I’ll dream Plus I need to think about it I really wouldn’t want to swim away and end up drowning” Their excuses are mostly the same it’s money, family, or no education They’ve come down with excuse-itis Run for your life it’s best not to fight it I took a trip to Someday Isle Where everybody there says someday I’ll Do this or do that Excuse this, excuse that They mean well, I should’ve mentioned But the road to hell is paved with good intentions Losers make excuses, winners make progress If they took action they’d probably suffer a lot less Complaining is useless Do the task or don’t but don’t make excuses On the island, nobody’s laughin’ All they do is justify not taking action Is the excuse valid? Simple, look around and ask, “Is… There anyone with my excuse Who was successful anyway and made it thru?” Find that half-full cup to drink Cause if it’s to be it’s up to me The first rule of success, write it down You must vote yourself off the island now!
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He walked a lonely path Filled with baloney mash potatoes and a goalie mask He would stroke the rolly polly’s back He said it gave him good luck like hooves from a Pony calf It was said he had a phony laugh The day he found out he yelled, “I wish somebody told me that.” He hobbled with an awkward limp It wasn’t a problem but he never would acknowledge it He despised re-runs and politics Enrolled in night classes just to get his college fix It was never ‘bout the money Altho he found it funny when controversy surrounded something He had scars across his neck and wrist They say it was an accident at least that’s how the legend went He inherited his mother’s ashes And would put them in a window on display whenever thunder crashes You could tell by the summer’s breeze He probably was suffering from some type of gum disease He intended to get started But decided it was better he just tended to the garden He had a matchbox and telescope And if you asked politely more than likely he would tell a joke Proficient with an abacus He never used a calculator even during Calculus He couldn’t stand the smell of incense But often lit a scented candle especially on Christmas Some people said he was a busy bee And one time on a field trip had the thought he found the missing link He had a phobia of open mics But fantasized one day of going with his trophy wife Plague by a curmudgeon’s grimace He always put away his mother’s ashes when the thunder finished
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Why be happy? When you can be sad Screw getting better. You shouldn’t be glad Stop trying to be happy. Just aim for the opposite You can always make it worse no matter what the problem is Stay still, become a pile of laundry Create a room that’s draped with gloom and anything that’s daunting Don’t let a sunny day temp you to try and run away It’s vital you stay idle unmoving inside a tiny space Don’t forget to screw with your sleep Switch your bedtime by a couple hours twice a week And vary your wake time Sleep in late and say it’s healthy even tho you know that it ain’t right To help screw with your sleep It’s really crucial that you maximize your time on screen Keep it in your hand up until you hit the hay And put your eyes back on it as soon as you wake Use your screen to stoke negative emotions Feed your anger over things you know you can’t control them The things you care about could be used to navigate But better you did nothing and were sad about the lack of change Why be happy? When you can be sad Screw getting better. You shouldn’t be glad Stop trying to be happy. Just aim for the opposite You can always make it worse no matter what the problem is If you’re doing it right, misery is taking hold But part of your brain’s rebelling trying to set a goal If you’re not careful that part of your brain may rescue you So let me offer more sadness tactics to mess with you Your goals must be SMART to make them happen Which is why you have to make them dull, boring, and VAPID Irrelevant, vague, amorphous, delayed Make the path unclear to guarantee failure on the brain And if your mind fights against the vapid goals that you’ve been setting Direct your focus to pursuing happiness directly Imagine it’s a fleeting feeling of constant bliss, that does not exist And you’ll certainly achieve the opposite Follow your instincts, that’s most important The dark magnetic compass loves impulses for the short-term So, just get started with these tactics And you’ll easily be overcome with misery and sadness
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[BUCK BOWEN] I’m my own worst enemy it ain’t no mystery The critic inside is a bitch to get by it don’t ever stop dissin’ me I try to escape but it lies to my face always keeping me down Diverting attention make working contentious won’t see me amount To anything or anyone but don’t think I’ll be giving up Doubling my efforts every time it tries to trip me up Going for the medal give me gold I never settle what Power through like Howard Hughes you know I’m never lettin’ up It’s a fight to the death ain’t no time to get rest no relying on hope Defy my emotions I’m trying to foucs keep eyes on the goal And not rationalize the actionless nights progress it’ll slow I just gotta keep movin’ I know what I”m doing I hold the controls Dump your excuses, just shut up and do it Let’s put in the work, Hughes it or lose it Dump your excuses, just shut up and do it Let’s put in the work, Hughes it or lose it [MC DESPERADO] Use ya fingers to like that swipe right and follow Pressing a button to feed ya hunger and erase that sorrow Don't waste this time and lose ya mind it's past the point of fun Lose ya life from the index finger pulling on the gun When it rains it pours put em up to show to the score Not taking from the books we making you shook from the time that you was 4 Type yo life you pain but won't speak what's on your brain Defying the way of life cause you married to your device Get it and press play cause this is the cure for pain It's a shame I'm the same and won't ever stay away Trying to elevate above so I’ll never be silent Put up my index to show that I be Shining
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Is that all the job pays or all the job pays you? If you want more money create more value Don’t get paid based on time despite popular opinion But rather you get paid for the value that you put in it If it’s easy do it easy if it’s hard do it hard Just get it done, just kick it in start You can’t change what’s around you, and that’s nothin’ new But you can change yourself and you can change what you do Some have it bad, some have it great But either way you can’t change the sun or the rain So what’s that to say? It’s to say this: A better life awaits when you throw away your blame list You’re better off without it It’s not what happens that determines our future but what we do about it Don’t wish for less problems, wish for more skills More skills to solve’em It makes all the difference when You do something different and focus on your discipline To have more become more And that’s how you get a good foot in the front door Is that all the job pays or all the job pays you? If you want more money create more value Don’t get paid based on time despite popular opinion But rather you get paid for the value that you put in it Learn to work harder on yourself than you do on your job And in due time you will be moving along Don’t try to change the soil, never mind the seed A propensity to change until you get it right is all you need See your target aim! We get paid for bringing value to the market place So if you want to double your income Then double your value, double your wisdom Oh, you’re gonna go on strike for more money? Well, you can’t get rich by demand buddy You’re gonna wait for a raise? Man it’s easier to climb the latter rather than wait So develop your philosophy, skills, the graces Work on your attitude, health, your language If you double your value, could you earn more? The answer is, “OF COURSE!”
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It was a bright cold crisp, winter afternoon When two boys, best friends, decided after school That they would hit the local lake and have a competition To see which one could skate the fastest from the start to finish It was a typical day Goofing off and making jokes in a satirical way Throwing caution to the wind, all they want to do is skate But what else would you expect from two boys in the 6th grade? They laced up their ice skates The sun was out now and it made for a nice day They counted down from three, skatin’ off at their fullest speed And didn’t have an inkling of the shifting ice below their feet They were neck and neck for the lead Unaware of the impending danger they couldn’t see As one of the boys got in front the other moved behind Noticing his friend losing his footing falling thru the ice! Terrified as his best friend was sinkin’ He desperately stretched out his arm but couldn’t reach him He looked around for help, but help was non-existent So he hustled towards a tree that he had seen off in the distance Without a moment’s notice, nor a passing glance He climbed the tree and using all his strength tore off a massive branch Watching his buddy drowning, struggling to hold it in He savagely beat and broke the ice and then pulled up his friend The paramedics on the scene Were able to revive the boy miraculously But they were baffled, how could such a puny kid Tear off this enormous branch, then break the ice to save his friend? A man who was there said he knew So they asked him how he did it cause they didn’t have a clue Then the old man said, “The simple truth is… No one was here to tell him that he couldn’t do it.” IT’S POSSIBLE Stand guard against the naysayers IT’S POSSIBLE Beware of the excuse makers IT’S POSSIBLE Never take advice from a quitter IT’S POSSIBLE Do you wanna be the victim or victor?
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A typical catastrophe, I’m sick of all these atmospheric assholes coming after me Space gangster, earth renegade The mockery, ain’t no stopping me until I’m getting paid The mission has course to take Terraforming’s imminent your planet’s metamorphing late Deep space flux with dark matter Once the deal is set reveal the chest among the star pattern Check the ansible as you were told Shifting pocket universes cruising superluminal Lock the positronic circuitry Demonic in intention on a god-forbidden murder spree Doing hits without the slightest trace Never gonna catch me dipping in and out of hyperspace Don’t get swallowed in the hollow abyss Twist the computronium eject your Alderson Disk BEWARE of the hive mind They get you when you’re young man they’ve stung you for a life time WATCH OUT for the GeneJacks Who use compassion as a mask to guilt you over things past Bets off if you know you can’t afford the wager Otherwise you’ll end up being sold unto an organlegger Synonymous with Al Capone The stress is high but never did I feel like using alcolote Cause when the tragedy’s felt Sometimes you got to hold it down just like a gravity belt The waldo’s always ready To drop atomic meatballs on Topopulis spaghetti The Flatlanders are a staggering lot With their policies yet never seen an agony box Oh they have? I’ll believe when you can show me it Cause that’s like finding corpsicles and giving them a Jodie Grid I get inspired by the symphonode Everyday’s a challenge when you’re battling ballisticles It ain’t fair but I don’t care a great deal Because I never leave orbit without a Faraday shield BEWARE of the hive mind They get you when you’re young man they’ve stung you for a life time WATCH OUT for the GeneJacks Who use compassion as a mask to guilt you over things past
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Tax the Rich 02:51
Take off your mask of compassion, I’ve had it with it You ain’t a saint just because you want to tax the rich You don’t get the moral high ground, just because you want to spend Someone else’s money for somebody else’s benefit Some ideas, are so silly Only intellectuals could believe them really (1) Who needs a class in statistics When you can just tax the rich, that’ll fix it! You say they’re all greedy And all made their cash off the backs of the needy Which puts you in a perfect position to pit them As oppressors exploiting their victims So now you can justify your robbing spree Believing that we’re living in a zero-sum economy You say the money has to come from somewhere The rich just horde it all so horrible unfair Raise taxes? Well how will that help ya When the rich stick their money in a fucking tax shelter? Look at you, so smart after all Instead of some tax you get no tax at all Take off your mask of compassion, I’ve had it with it You ain’t a saint just because you want to tax the rich You don’t get the moral high ground, just because you want to spend Someone else’s money for somebody else’s benefit Do you want high taxes? Or high revenue? Take a look at the 20’s for a better clue After tax cuts, the cash sweltered Since the rich could make more money investing outside of tax shelters Which means more taxable income Coolidge, JFK, Reagan, Bush pick one They took the tax rate and lessened it Putting more revenue in the government’s collection bin So do you really care about people Or your incessant need to make everything “equal”? You care about the poor and impoverished Only so long as they don’t make no progress Here’s the point in a JFK quote “A rising tide lifts all boats” The cure for poverty isn’t to sink the bigger ships But raising water levels so that everyone can benefit Take off your mask of compassion, I’ve had it with it You ain’t a saint just because you want to tax the rich You don’t get the moral high ground, just because you want to spend Someone else’s money for somebody else’s benefit 1. Adapted from a quote by George Orwell
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Tempest 02:32
I lie in bed stressed, tired and awake I’m not sure how much more of this I can take I lie in bed stressed, tired and awake I’m not sure how much more of this I can take Every third thought be my grave Relinquish the magic imagine a day Devoid of the noise from the nats and the flies No more aching over moments that keep passing me by Floating in a primitive impetus Annoyingly the buoyancy’s a curse not a benefit How can I contend with it Drowning in my thoughts on a plot to get rid of it Feeling crushed by the abyss down deep But on the surface it’s like an itch just out of reach Even tho I’ve enacted some of the best advice My mind’s still overstimulated body feels anesthetized I just want to rest my eyes Wondering if nothing’s right then what else is there left in life? Find the void and fill it with a grin Can’t escape the thought it’s all just Robbin Williams in the end I lie in bed stressed, tired and awake I’m not sure how much more of this I can take I lie in bed stressed, tired and awake I’m not sure how much more of this I can take I can feel it in my chest, deep within my bones This numbness is a plague and it’s spreading to my soul The light is getting dim, even tho the sun is shinning I guess darkness has a way of sending shadows to come find me Make it stop I don’t want nothing more I’m under the weather trying to get over a thunder storm I used to think it was the norm My mother gave me life but I’m really not sure what it’s for Irrelevent, loser Convincing myself it’ll get better in the future It’s probly a lie But I say it anyway cause it helps me get by I tried so hard and got so far (1) Stretch myself thin then pulled a part I tried so hard for the goals I was after But in the end, it doesn’t even matter (1) Reference to Linkin Park
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I keep charging, I keep attacking Not knowing, if it’ll happen I push forward, no stoppin’ Eyes on the prize cause failure is not an option What if I don’t make it? What if I kick the bucket before I get a chance to taste it? Sometimes I feel it’s all for nothin’ Other times I feel like I’m the man god damn I’m somethin’ I know I’m playing a losing game I’m just a fish biting the allure of this stupid fame I’m a sittin’ duck I’d pro’ly quit if I only knew how to give up Too many factors, so many obstacles Others have had it but for me is it even possible? Only time will tell, I might as well Give it my best shot I’d rather that I try and fail Then never try at all, sit around lie cry and ball Blaming everything because I’m mad that my career has stalled I get one shot and damn man I’m gonna keep swinging until I hit a fucking grand slam I keep charging, I keep attacking Not knowing, if it’ll happen I push forward, no stoppin’ Eyes on the prize cause failure is not an option I’m pretty sure I’m delusional, and I’m fine with it In fact I think it needs to be that way if I’m to get The success that I’m working on attractin’ So I’m clearing a path between the haters and their laughin’ Holding back the fear the end is getting near I know my biggest enemy is looking at me in the mirror But I got to keep moving I got to keep uping the ante and improving Cause idle hands do the devil’s work So if I’m not pursuing my goals I know my head’ll burst It’s work before reward Sometimes I have to step back just to catapult me forward Pushing thru the highs and lows, tiring blows Apathy, and battling the “I don’t knows” All for a better life Let the record show my wins and loses but not that I never tried
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He was often at a loss for words Yet bought a life insurance policy and got the cost deferred He promised not to talk at first The only thing required was some silence till the mantra’s heard He said he never offered her The best of his abilities and also when he coughed it hurt The mom was getting on his nerves Until he promised he would go along with to her daughter’s church To be honest he was not concerned Until it dawned that she was in the wrong about her father’s worth All his thoughts had made the problem worse He couldn’t stop believing he had witnessed a demonic curse He preferred the floor tho it was not as firm He’d call his phone to hear the tone to see if it no longer worked Some say he was an awful jerk And so it’s highly likely he’s residing where the possum lurks He always traveled where the wind blew Until that time the frigid climate took him to an igloo When he was young he used to skip school But only cause the students spread a rumor he would sniff glue He often took a trip to The city’s edge but never left it nor did he attempt to Overcome with imminent doom He’d barricade the front door so nobody could get thru The neighbors thought it was a dick move But management was fine since he always paid when rent’s due Hardly ever in a pissed mood He whistled really well it prob’ly helped he had a chipped tooth That presents another issue A story for some other day discussing what he went thru They say he constantly would hit snooze The possum was out walking while he slept inside of his room
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Mephisto 03:01
What should I be pissed about today? It’s best you don’t come around my way I’m not feeling in a talking mood I’m feeling awful, awful, all consumed By the media by all the thoughts I’m thinking of Overstimulated can’t concentrate and I’m feeling numb When will it end? Losing hope reminiscing of Robin Williams again This is typical I’ve been around enough to know this stuff is often cyclical But that doesn’t give me hope That just means I need to paddle long enough to keep afloat I’d trade a year for a moment to breathe But I suppose I do that anyway poor pitiful me Feeling shitty and dull Not sure how much light is left in this flickering bulb Hello darkness, my old friend I came to talk to, talk to you again If misery loves company You must be, must be the one for me I don’t expect things to be perfect In fact I often expect that my chest is full of stress and hurtin’ I’m not sure the pressure’s worth it Hectic, nervous, fumbling thru life to find a better purpose (I try) But my head is burstin’ Chronically controlled by demonically possessive urges It’s for the better I don’t shed the surface You don’t really want to know what sits below this heavy burden I’m catastrophizing again Maddening I admit, passively I resist I should just do what I ought to But this circular logic got me stuck in a thought-loop Misery in the present, regret about the past The future isn’t any better don’t know whether I can last I don’t mean to be so candid when I talk about my resignation letter to be handed in Hello darkness, my old friend I came to talk to, talk to you again If misery loves company You must be, must be the one for me
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Wake up every morning yo I must succeed 1 Wake up every morning yo I must succeed Wake up every morning yo I must succeed Understand what I’m saying, saying, saying 2 Buck Bowen: Leverage, is it a crutch or a catapult? Desperate, take action or a lack of hope Yes men, watch your back cause they’ll slash your throat Best friend, got your back when attacked by foes Stress is, the glue of life never let it go Tested, true am I man I’m set to go Dead end, ruined lives better left at home Exit, on a path to manifest my goals Opportunities are given away Every day you ride the bench man so get in the game If you’re lucky you get a lifetime Scoring’s not an option when you’re playing from the sidelines Points are made on the court You only get so many chances man I promise it’s short So get on the field, take shots, move, and run around You don’t want to know you never tried when the final buzzer sounds Wake up every morning yo I must succeed Wake up every morning yo I must succeed Wake up every morning yo I must succeed Understand what I’m saying, saying, saying Ryan Lucas: Victorious, anything we put the mind to Glorious, if you seek it will find you Notorious, known to cause action Luxurious, with the hands of Craftsmen Morpheus, 5 years out the matrix Warriors, either give or we take it Couriers, a message of blessings Interior, inner flesh full of weapons Feeling like Paul Cuffee Liberating minds and we still make money Sunny sides up If the eggs still runny Rules to this game but this ain't gin rummy Serving y'all food since my face been chubby Terror in the streets and it ain't been Chucky Gambling lives, we ain't been lucky We still seek beauty when the sights get ugly (1) Busta Rhymes - Woo Hah (2) Ghostface Killah - Mighty Healthy
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Femi Deacon: Heavens to Murgatroyd I’m still fresh in corduroys These labels are like priests and these rappers are like altar boys Stop all the noise and you could curb your enthusiasm You couldn’t walk in my shoes if you were Frodo Baggins I walk around and with a chip on my shoulder Though I’m standing on the shoulders of the great ones that rose before us The great performers with the verses that were always flawless The founding fathers and the breakers and graffiti artists My rhymes are polished and I write’em with a code of honor Spit it with the coldest heart I’m riding for the older martyrs The 3 bigs Wallace, Rios, and Lamont Coleman Guru, Sean Price, we lost some good ones And now we’re left with these wombats and rugrats With Twitter beefs and mumble raps I respect none of that You mumble words you’re exactly what a novice is You’re from Toronto you don’t know where the bottom is I'm the F e m i D e a c o n Trying to live and prosper like a Vulcan Trying to get my pockets all swollen But my money coming short like Gary Coleman Buck Bowen: I’m hot to deaf you’re blind and all chill It’s Cocktober so I put my Halloweenie on your mom’s grill And for your father, consider it doomsday He’s getting served ass potatoes and a tube steak Isn’t it vile? I know urine happy just because I pissed in your smile And you can taste the rainbow Like a facial from a gay man let’s call it a flame throw Your music’s truly tragic It looks pretty on the surface but lacks depth like a beauty pageant Look at all these goofies rapping Lacking skill unoriginal full of shit like a poopy napkin But I just get off and laugh At the number one radio station for Hip Hop and cash And while I waited for this moment to pass I found the secret to get my dick 6 inches “How?!” fold it in half
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I can’t stop now, no turning home I’m in too deep and I’m burning the boats No matter what the cost I’m ‘a ride this fucking wagon till the wheels fall off I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death “Shut the fuck up” I mutter under my breath To kill the negative thoughts Misery isn’t a friend to me it better get lost I push thru force my physiology Shedding this depression man I gotta get it off of me Even a child’ll tell ya Excuses are the nails that build a house of failure (1) I got no time for stupid amusement Hughes it or lose it show me the blueprints I’m working like I’m running out of time Like my mom’ll get murdered if I don’t finish this tonite You gotta work to make it You don’t need to get inspired you need to get perspirating And that’s the truth If you really want it you’ll find a way if not you’ll find an excuse (2) - Rohn I can’t stop now, no turning home I’m in too deep and I’m burning the boats No matter what the cost I’m ‘a ride this fucking wagon till the wheels fall off In the Cardone Zone trying to 10X it To leave behind a legacy before the big exit You can say that I’m obsessed with Making shit happen kid this passion is a death wish The late Dave Sink said it was a curse He said he felt sorry for my never ending thirst I’m uncertain, how much toll the stress has taken Making sacrifices guess that’s why they call it deadication I’m terrified of being average In fact I’m scared I’m lacking what it takes to make it happen Pacing back and forth always chasing after more Surfing the sea of opportunity till I crash the shore Always hungry and need to be fed Ain’t no time for counting sheep, I’ll sleep when I’m dead Then Nature can deal with me I’m not going to the grave with my music still in me 1) Don Wilder or Jim Rohn 2) Jim Rohn
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Who cares if you fail You don’t need balance when you’re trying tip the scale Don’t slow go faster If your dream is big enough, the odds don’t matter I know you’re feeling in a chill state But motivation doesn’t happen laxin’ in a still state If you want to get it crackin’ Understand that motivation follows the action If you want to make it real commit You’ll never get results when you resolve that you’re not feelin’ it I mean you’ll get a result But you’re not going to like it, and it is your fault You don’t need to lie and wait Simply reach inside and take what you need so you can seize the day What’s there to stop you? Defy your emotions even tho you don’t want to Don’t wait until you know enough You must be present to win so continue showing up Hit the ground running I implore you Cause nobody’s gonna make your dreams come true for you Who cares if you fail You don’t need balance when you’re trying tip the scale Don’t slow go faster If your dream is big enough, the odds don’t matter Switch up your path but no changing the goal If you think the sky’s the limit, you’re aiming too low You’re afraid to ask for more And you wonder why your pay grade hasn’t made it passed the floor You gotta take a chance Don’t worry about failure focus on how you may advance Don’t be falling deaf to wisdom Procrastination is a symptom of perfectionism Yeah I said it So drop the high-brow excuses and go get it I mean we can play the blame game But even if you win you’ll still end up in the same place Every day make it happen Don’t eat don’t sleep till you’ve taken some action Get movin’ do it now I implore you Cause nobody’s gonna run across the finish line for you
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We’ve been domesticated, since the days of old Listen to these four agreements if you want to break the mold Take control, move forward keep reachin’ You can positively change with just these simple four agreements Number one, be impeccable with your word Say only what you mean if you want to be understood It has a double edge on one side you can ruin stuff Or on the other manifest intentions full of truth and love The word is like a spell You can conjure heaven and on earth or create a living hell Don’t judge yourself, speak with integrity The word can keep you captured or be used to set you free Number two, take nothing personal What others say about you truly cannot hurt your soul But you become easy prey When you care about gossip and what other people say Don’t be selfish and make yourself a victim By accepting the projections of someone else’s opinion If you do then watch your suffering swell But if you don’t you’ll be immune in the middle of hell We’ve been domesticated, since the days of old Listen to these four agreements if you want to break the mold Take control, move forward keep reachin’ You can positively change with just these simple four agreements Number three, don’t make assumptions When you assume it sets you up for sufferin’ It’s poison, and inside the dream of hell It takes the form of gossiping remember the word is like a spell Leave nothing to suggestion Have the courage to communicate clearly in your expressions Always clarify with questions To avoid the suffering of assuming something or guessing Number four, always do your best Any less and you subject yourself to judgement and regret This is all about the action of the first three As you build these habits your best becomes better than what it used to be You’ll live intensely and productive Transformation happens naturally no past worry or judgement Your best will change depending on conditions But no matter what you must give a hundred percent commitment We’ve been domesticated, since the days of old Listen to these four agreements if you want to break the mold Take control, move forward keep reachin’ You can positively change with just these simple four agreements
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Pseutopia 03:00
It’s the year 2081 not far in the future All Americans are fully equal nobody is stupider Uglier or weaker than anyone else Thanks to physical and mental handicaps that they’ve been dealt The constitution’s been amended So the smart and pretty won’t make those around them feel offended Or inferior, and of course The Handicapper General ensures equality’s enforced The beautiful must wear a mask To hide their features while the strong must carry weights to make them weaker The intelligent get a shock From a radio they have to wear that interrupts their thoughts The sharp noises cause a pain That’ll keep them from taking unfair advantage of their brain Now everyone’s the same thanks to vigilant policy All in the name of equality “Harrison Bergeron, age fourteen, has just escaped from jail, where he was held on suspicion of plotting to overthrow the government. He is a genius and an athlete, is under-handicapped, and should be regarded as extremely dangerous.” Diana Moon Glampers the Handicapper General Apprehended Harrison Bergeron as criminal Dissent she’s having none of it He was arrested on suspicion of overthrowing the government A young boy, only 14 7 feet tall, brilliant, handsome, and an athlete But now he’s a walking Halloween He wears 300 pounds of metal and black caps around his teeth But he escaped the asylum And crashed the local TV station raging in violence He tore off his handicaps and flung them on the floor To reveal a man who would have awed Thor He scanned the fearful crowd for an Empress When a ballerina with a bunch of handicaps ascended He removed her mask and other handicaps Blindingly beautiful, deciding they would have a dance The musicians scrambled to their seats He said to play your best but what they played was fake and cheap He snatched two from their chairs And waved them like batons while singing the music he’d like to hear He placed his giant hands on her tiny waist Exploding in joy and grace, into the air they sprang The ceiling was thirty feet It’s obvious they tried to kiss it every time leaped And they finally did it Defying gravity with love, pure will, and commitment Suspended just an inch These two lovers hovered kissing one another under it But before they got done Diana Moon Glampers entered with double barreled shotgun She fired twice and no more The Emperor and Empress were dead before they hit the floor
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We came to get down Ain’t no messing around The bass in your face we’re up in the place And we’re shutting it down Ain’t no messing around We came to get down The bass in your face we’re up in the place And we’re shutting it down [Surreal the MC] Party people in the place Human race outer space Everybody wanna be the one to get em I don't think they understand the rhythm when they gonna listen? Time to rewind when we out on a mission Finely we find that we out in position Gold platted platters spinning submissions Cut up like kitchen knives in the dishes Holda holda wait a minute Now they want to go and get it Fun in the sun dem know I'm wit it Whadda what my name ahhh forget it Find my mind no it's hidden Rhyme on time no I didn't Too "dram dunk" so I quitted Passed that stash so I hit it We came to get down Ain’t no messing around The bass in your face we’re up in the place And we’re shutting it down Ain’t no messing around We came to get down The bass in your face we’re up in the place And we’re shutting it down [Buck Bowen] You’ve put in the work and So splurging is OK you know that you’ve earned it The moment is right all the homies are hyped God damn man we deserve this Tonite is our nite boy we’re gonna get live Watch the energy surface We’re living our lives like it’s Prince’s last nite On this spherical circus Celebrating everyone Is loving life and sipping something working hard is never done So we’re pushing thru the week cause when the weekend’s at our door We’re taking over every party come with us or get ignored Women and men are en- Joying themselves ain’t no help in rememberin’ Every body gather we’re all friends it doesn’t matter Thunder storming thru the club cause we bring the disaster
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What is it get it together What is it get it together What is it get it together What is it get it together Fuck that, I feel I’m sitting with a dunce cap Do you want this? Or you want that? It’s not that complicated Just make a decision and stop debatin’ You want to make it so? Why be the part if you can play the role Cause when I doubt this shit It’s best to make an exodus out this bitch What is it get it together What is it get it together What is it get it together What is it get it together I’ll admit it, I’m a bit attached Even tho I don’t know where my dick is at So I sit relaxed, patiently wait Cause I’ve seen an increase in the change of pace Give it a month more, time to grow And if the flower withers then it’s time to go Cause I’m not the herb I’m the God I got to get what I deserve
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[Buck Bowen] It ain’t nothing to me to suffer defeat “why?” It’s a must I succeed “And if you don’t?” I’ll try try again I could live to lose but I’d rather die to win I commit, then take massive action Blast past resistance, that’s where the magic happens Attraction, insistence, passion, persistence If the obstacle arrises change the path not commitment I’m just getting loose Positive vibes on the grind got business to do Don’t hesitate, I won’t let it wait, I’m headed straight to detonate To complete my dreams I need to be awake See me take, full responsibility For everything and that includes crafting my abilities Victory is mine, I got the Midas touch Give it my best no regrets when my time is up Pass the peas, pass the peas Pass the peas like we used to do Pass the peas, pass the peas Pass the peas like we used to do [Ryan Lucas] Where are we going? Liberated top flooring We are miseducated nobody could stop Lauren My dreams are enormous my team is half dormant Took them off the last season like the in-store ornaments Unfortunate, my keys will need Porsche's Copped a flight pass the block still sitting on porches Got a god portrait give it to y'all in portions I got family that spent a lifetime in Lorton Because of that, I developed some courses To keep them out of jail give them legal money sources Never forget the way that pops worked the profit Taught me to use my hands, taught me to use logic Ever since Austin we've been on stage bossing Ripping down shows exploiting every option Boxing many Devils ever since I got conscience I miss DC still living out of boxes, for real
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Liphe Psycle 03:02
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iDon't Care 01:19
I don’t care, perhaps you do Is that your shoe? I’m just playing tennis Cause when it’s it’s it’s done and over You can say you had fun drunken sober Up and over, up and Adam Fuck the batman, I’m just joker No words no use show proof And I’ll quit asking questions I’m a skeptic I made this song just to make this song And if I have to repeat, I will I made this song just to ya OK we get it Moving to another planet to amuse the critic It’s only baseball now I’m in the mood for booby soup and paintball towels I got four mar bars and I don’t give a tit Your face can fuck a porn star fart
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Woke up early, made her breakfast Gave her a kiss goodbye a nice gesture Returned home, wrote some poetry And in between left the scene to get groceries What’s a boy to do? Got a ticket on his way to make oyster stew To feed her for lunch But the store didn’t have the ingredients fuuu… Past and Present Past and Present Past and Present Past and Present He made it on time, but she was late Off to a rough start, but things became Better, the weather was nice She smiled with each indelible bite As they talked aloud The past became the present and it’s awkward now He left as the door shut When she saw the truth but ignored it Past and Present Past and Present Past and Present Past and Present
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[The Wolfman] The clock strikes 4 I’m out the door This working man blues I can’t tame it no more By the time I hit Reno they won’t know I’m gone Balloons on ornaments 1,000 strong I’ve been fed on the bones the dreams of others Swept away ticker tape from parades of colors Mended pipes and streets of the inner elite Exclaimed more than once, “What the fuck did they eat?” In times of distress unroll caution tape The limos roll by plug in my hot plate Dinty Moore in a can while I plan my escape Why don’t you answer your phone why don’t you piss in a cup What was that you said we need to hurry this up Why don’t you grab a shovel and shut the fuck up I’m not waiting in line not how ‘bout tomorrow Not another time or twenty bucks you can borrow Not “you need to do more” not “you need to stay late” All the humdrum the mass of mundane Cast it away you won’t hear me complain For my blood a watch for my soul a crime For far too long you’ve been taking what’s mine Utter disbelief don’t care what they say Call me Cool Hand Jack This is my getaway [Buck Bowen] Sold the car packed a bag called the homie up Nobody knew the God flew to Costa Rica what? Packing light heavy burdens on the shoulder piece Leaving behind previous lies off the older me Rocking steady on the dolo with a death wish Party of one has begun no guest list Mad depressed full survival of my own accord Thoughts of death but wasn’t ready to pull the cord Hit the bus El Salvador sits a day a way Fighting demons while trying to sleep the pain away Clouds lifting surrounding images brighten up On a mission no predicting when my time is up Back on the road and entered Mexico from the back Pulled a muscle but kept the hustle cause nothing lasts Sent a kite to the ill bless the God Allah I’m going back to Cali for the first time to set it off
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[The Wolfman] I will not go down on bended knee Demons or authority you ain’t the fucking lord of me Not the anchor not the pulse in my wrist Expand, subsist, like a walk thru the mist I am strong I will resist For my fist is my fury and my fury is my fist Rise of titans fall of man Landscape change encompass the land The river holds the key to the mystic Clues are off in the distance Snails pace race for a place at the table I hope you’re willing and able Tighten up the changes baton down the hatch Just a ping, a crack, a scratch A rumble of thunder rising up from under 9 days wonder 10 years lost Too lux too little too late Better finish your plate Mozart, I can hear you calling As I sit in a room with four walls falling Give me shinto bliss a fair maiden’s kiss A tower where I can contemplate And plan my great escape Part two Buck Bowen what the fuck you going to do [Buck Bowen] No direction, no care, no regard Reminiscing on the events before I sold the car Crazy heat, friction all up in the house Nobody’s admitting a problem don’t want to talk it out Initial plan hit the city that never sleeps Hoodie’d up crate of records and an MPC Asked the bird did she want to troop the bid together A tacit no, tragic blow, shift the course forever At home, trying to lift my fallen idols Sister out the picture, mom on drugs, father homicidal Pythia, portentous with a giddy mumble Took it as a sign to hit the sky before the city crumbled Resignation spreading ‘cross the land Got connected south of the border to make an exit plan Going for delf searching more than for a change of pace Dumping all the crabs in a bucket to make my great escape
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[Surreal the MC] My mind’s a blur fin-al-e burst Upon the scene with a seam rhyme in a hearse Sewed up but so what I’m finally first A brat like wurst, curse words rhyme in a verse Diamonds or birds white owls swisher sweet From the time it occurred back track this his-tor-e Listen me or rather we be in this misery Kathy Bates… You get the model, make instantly Vincent P laugh back on this thriller track Blast back Boba Fett but I’m still intact Killing cats keep receipts then I bill’em back Catch the metaphor? “yeah then you feeling that” cocky laugh Is it ill or whack? Pro’ly little bit of both Takeover logic burn bread I’m killing toast Buck told me the topic but I’m still opposed So I wrote in hieroglyphs cause I’m still a ghost What you living for? You want to hit the door? Problems can’t get ignored This is inner civil war [The Wolfman] Through the muck and the mire steel forged in the fire I shall not want or ever will I tire With a bucket full of tools and some bailing wire Call me wrath from evermore I’m here to level the field and even the score I’m an argonaut, the protest line An arrowhead call me orange sunshine In the past I was dastardly drinking whiskey with Stagger Lee Playing three card monte with parlor tricks Still before the scream when the hammer clicks I’ve lived and died more than most have seen For better or worse in their distant dreams I sleep with one eye open, scoping 1,000 miles 10,000 styles where rivers split to streams In your books and magazines From tree to paper, this is the takeover A madman’s caper The hawk in the wind King Kong on a skyscraper I’m a hammer not a nail Hook, pawn, or crook look out this ground just got shook What you living for? You want to hit the door? Problems can’t get ignored This is inner civil war [Buck Bowen] Fear gets fed by the hands of time Many dreams lost at the cost no sacrifice Watching the past take notes on the future Get fitted for the present less the moment won’t suit ya Reflect on the enemy Keep the demon caged out the way of your victory Stick and move bob and weave no time to think Jab jab right hook uppercut hitting spree On top hold pressure No rest for the wicked giving up no never Non-stop go-getter 10x out the gate dominate won’t settle Greatness is a habit Discipline cuts the path between you and what you’re after The battle’s on opposition is felt If you want to win the war you got to conquer yourself
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[The Wolfman] Well this is something for the hunted, the wanted The deaf, short of breath, mute, without a word to speak Downtrodden, forgotten, smitten Lest that be me Keep your guns at home under lock and key Heed the megaphone was my furious plea I’m a seeker, a sweeper, in shell toed sneakers Excuse me ma’am where might I find the rhubarb jam? From a cat excavator to a space invader They said it might work sooner or later Now dim the lights a little dah dah dah With your sound effects make you wonder what’s next Where’s the nearest lift scratch that give me a jet pack Next stop the summit And if you haven’t seen me do it let me tell you that I’ve done it [Surreal The MC] Turn of the century eventually they mention me Monkey wrench in me thirst quenching recipe Prosperity maintain the mentally Or mentality prosper more than salary In this gallery rates changed are hourly Cat calls meow the lions bold but cowardly Bit coin powerly flour mixed with real dough Oh no robots refuse to move in slow mo Android abruption friction is the function Babies being born on the brink of destruction Interrupt corruption impeach the free speech “Another one coming" this one was born breached Ego in a holster like an eggo in a toaster Boast about the bottom line basement tracks'll roast ya Gross profit premature reload then blast back That door handle money yeah we call it brass tax [Buck Bowen] Whether you come from the bottom or started at the top You gotta hit the ground runnin’, never will it stop Cocked, armed, steady gunnin’, bustin’ at your goals It takes a massive amount of effort to look this natural On a mission, non-stop driven Go beyond the competition, hiphoptimism The conflict within is, fuel for the flame Study up gather knowledge learn the rules to the game When life hands you lemons, take two and pass’em Keep the concept of given percolating thru the masses Soaked in sweat, push it to the limit If you come up short you’ll be farther than you intended Resolve says I will, I will climb this mountain They said it’s too high, too steep and I don’t doubt it But this is my mountain and I will climb it See me waving from the top or dead on the side from trying (1) (1) Original quote by Jim Rohn
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[The Wolfman] You’ll always be outside looking in Said the doctor with a grin Lithium stellozine now strap him in Grit my teeth then release now off with this beast Mind froze over matter my face is blank My clothes are tattered In a room with a view now my soul is shattered “Hello doctor nice to see ya. I’m climbing right out of the speakers.” Delirium at dawn manic at noon Medication time recreation room For the shunned, the damned Forsaken and banned I will walk inside and raise my fist The void, I only reminisce To the powers that be you’re not taking me Without an effigy made of wicker How the hell do you figure? [Surreal The MC] Devoid of devience time travel tedience Live for light speed ambience in ambulance We on that space tip inbetween the relevance Smash skeletons cold krush the elements Stellar celibaces micro manage elephants Ingrain pelicans with artificial telligents Celibrate compromise the satellites Vandelize and hide the facts with padded lies We on that void tip waking from a nightmare In a new realm the rhyme sceme is loose here Do spare but don't spare the root beer Barqs bite that fiz lifts with two hairs Fourth wall so broke the audience is shattered Hey batter batter swing at the chatter Are you in space or just trapped in your mind? In a matter of time we arrive at plan 9 [Buck Bowen] Complications, deep within the fabric Culminating back in 83 the progeny of Saturn Lost in the chaos, submerged in the mix Traversing the universe with a bottle of common sense Tickle the hamster, try to tame the horse Flung the lasso at the wind in hopes of catching the torch The flames do their dance illuminate the tunnel Cut a path between the shadows make a lane among the struggle Surfing thru the sky riding dirt dodging death Just another cog not allotted a breath Youth prevails, knowledge hungry study classics Dusting off the ancient wisdom flipping pages shrugging atlas Weather torn but polished with a shift in nature Liberty arrived but still get stymied wearing old behavior Learning from the fumbles The phoenix goes up in flames then emerges from the rubble
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Xmas Olé 06:21
Due to tight time constraints the lyrics of some rappers are not listed [Bixill] It’s like aaaayyyeee, ooooooooooooooh Recognize game, Santa got the hos So check your naughty and your nice list, cuz it’s cuffin’ season So damn cold you wanna be in Laid up with bae in nothing but PJs Cuz we worked all year for these vacation days And my sweater so ugly god hates it Socks hung up, gifts hidden in the basement Winter’s the occasion For snow days and staycations Can’t help but celebratin’ Drankin’ bourbon apple cider, got me lit up like the treeee Annnd iiii don’t hafta worrrrk tillll Jannnuarrrrry Ha!, that’s the shit I like got my Lego snowtroopers havin’ snowball fights On the shelf a toast to your family and your health Cuz this the time of year you gotta treat yo’self [Surreal the MC] Saint nick was from ancient greece Modern turkey the middle east Modern times it's a lot of feast Golden coins from these golden geese Olden times pray on your knees Wise men in na-tiv-it-ies Fam ill eee and fest-iv-it-ies Eating swine and gift giv-en-ing Shivering out in the snow Caroling and we giving hope Merrily while we getting cold Barely know the tales told Hold on to a lotta weight Heavy yet does a lotta great? Hol-i-days for a lotta faiths Bring peace get rid of hate [Max Fischer] I saw Santa and grabbed the bag Told him give me everything he had I said chill son, you're too fat to run So I reached in my jacket and grabbed the gun Pushed him to the ground, and I jacked the sleigh Prancer was getting buck, so he had to get slayed I said move Vixen, kid get outta my way I gotta lotta moves to make before it's sun And I ain't giving up until the job is done No forced entry, Saint Nick ain't no rookie Flying high af, I did it all for the cookies And milk, smooth Santa suit made of silk Sticking and moving, even Santa gotta pay the bills You think Santa would be proud of me? Probably Cause Christmas ain't much less than highway robbery [Buck Bowen] There was a knock on the door, package arrived Dad mad stoked from winning a prize Word on the box, said fragile Opened it up, what did he say? Oh boy, would you look at that!? It’s a leg, a statue, no it’s a lamp! Pop’s eyes bockled, mom M-A-D Dad put it in the window for the whole world to see But wait, there’s more to the story The lamp blazed forth in unparalleled glory Mom’s freaking out, holding back her misery Neighbors turned on at the symbol of pop’s victory The next day no joke Mom knocked off the lamp and the whole thing broke Dad thru a fit, then hit the back yard Where he buried the remains of his shattered award Now back to me it’s Time to go over my Christmassy list I want one thing an official Red Ryder Two-hundred shot range model air rifle! “You’ll shoot your eye out” they said as they dismiss But pops hooked it up big surprise yup on Christmas I took it outside First shot let off and I hit my damned eye! Oh man, where are my glasses Took a step heard a crunch oh no I smashed them Gotta think quick I’m in trouble So I whipped up some tears and cried out to mother She’s worried but I’m telling a lie Said a big icicle had fell on my eye Now as I rest, overjoyed truly Snugged up against my blue steel beauty
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Don't, hold off till the first Start right now it'll only get worse Don't, wait for the urge Motivation follows the action put in the work It's January and you're fixing to start But the evidence suggest that you'll be quitting by March So treat it like you mean it this isn't just a time trial If you want a lasting change then focus on your lifestyle No temporary diets Take your pick but make the shift no longer are you just "trying" It's a battle fought every passing day But in time you'll see results and reach ever lasting change Some of the best advice that's assisted me Is to make a change at the level of my identity So I don't focus on habits I'm trying to stop Instead I focus on behaviors that I want to adopt It's not supposed to be easy And it doesn't help to listen to your negative thinking So don't complain saying life ain't fair No elevator to success you've got to take the stairs Don't, hold off till the first Start right now it'll only get worse Don't, wait for the urge Motivation follows the action put in the work You’ve been working hard progress is showing Now it’s time to kick it up a notch and keep going Cause it’s not always understood But the enemy of the great is the good It’s the simplest fact We get a little success and think that we can relax But no, cause that’s when disaster happens So it’s so important you move forward taking massive action Just follow the course Keep showing up, put in work, and you’ll get the reward You’ve gotta trust in the process Write down your goals so you know you’re making progress Forget the fad diets, fancy tools, trendy gimmicks Only blood, sweat, and tears daily if you’re gonna get it So take your life under control No silver bullets to success when you’re gunning for your goals
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You’re determined to get it Keep fighting, swinging, hittin’ Now that you’ve got momentum Stay the course fight with force go get’em You’ve been steady movin’ The progress is slow but you know you’re improving So what are you doing? To make sure you don’t lose sight of your blueprint? What are your goals? Do you review them? Are they specific, air tight or loosened? Why did you choose them? Will they motivate you when you don’t want to do them? Don’t aim to fall With an unclear plan you’ll get vague results Take control, write them down Don’t wait till later the time is now You’ve hit the ground, running for the finish But you’ve got a ways to go you’re still closer to the beginning So kick it up a notch Get clear in your vision on your mission to the top Strive for the best but don’t expect perfection The path is full of obstacles you’re gonna get tested It won’t always go your way So on the road to get your goals you’re gonna have to hold your weight Are you prepared to fail? All it takes is one thing and your whole goal’s derailed But you can bounce back and prevail Forget the wind your path’s determined by the set of the sails Check your progress, don’t let it get ignored If you’re consistent with your program you should get a reward No need to suffer up in misery Give yourself a treat celebrate the little victories Just make sure it’s a positive one Cause you don’t want to kill your diet by eating a lot of junk So keep in mind the words of Jim Rohn Whatever you reap is what you’ve sown
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If you’re off the track, get back on If you’re on the path, attack head on When life knocks you down bounce back and hit it If an obstacle arises change the course not commitment It’s been two weeks, have you been taking action? 7 more days you’re on your way to make a habit Oh you haven’t? Don’t let it get you down Just remember, the best time to start is right now Hop back on the horse, get up on the wagon then Recommit to hitting your goals and going after them Doing it is easy if you want to But don’t forget the fact, it’s easy NOT to You got to be to diligent to be killing it Sometimes you’ll have to push yourself whether or not you’re feeling it That’s the difference, to put it in a quote Successful people do what unsuccessful people won’t Stop waisting time snipping branches If you want some real results swing that axe and do some damage If you’re behind stop sitting on your ass Light a fire burn the boats start kicking some ash! If you’re off the track, get back on If you’re on the path, attack head on When life knocks you down bounce back and hit it If an obstacle arises change the course not commitment Change is automatic, progress is not It’s easy to lose momentum when your process is off So what have you put in place? To catch you when you fall Do you got a plan b or someone to call? What are your rituals? What do you do every day? Do you seek improvement in efforts to find a better way? What’s the first thing you do? Get out of bed go for your goals or lay in bed and hit snooze? So make the call, check the books, push yourself Listen to my music if you need motivational help Keep in mind we’re defined by our rituals They help us navigate and give us confidence to get our goals
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If you stumble in life make it part of the dance Go beyond the 8th mile you’ve got more than one chance Opportunity knocks on your door every day Will you invite it in for dinner or let it just walk away? FAILURE, oh that’s what you’re afraid of? That’s like 95% of what success stories are made of SUCCESS, oh that’s what has you scared? Now that I can relate to but you’ve got to get prepared It’s bound to happen, as long as you keep showing up The harder that you work the less you have to grow your luck You can never know enough Read, study the greats, for real hope isn’t enough Every day offers a lesson Today is a gift that’s why they call it the present Are you in or just messing? Decisive or guessing? Either way fail forward faster, that is my message No passive aggression Only total domination, action and effort Do not give an F word, like Nike just freaking do it yo And if you trip then let me see you dip and do the tootsie roll If you stumble in life make it part of the dance Go beyond the 8th mile you’ve got more than one chance Opportunity knocks on your door every day Will you invite it in for dinner or let it just walk away? We’re greedy with our money yet frivolous with our time There’s a place making cash while our bodies are in decline Keep your eyes on the prize, focus on the horizon Life’s full of rocky mountains no doubt you’re gonna be climbing You’re gonna lose your footing, every now and then Sliding down the side of the mountain hitting the ground again But you’re just back to where you started With experience and knowledge to help you get a bit farther Another chance to advance And if you don’t then take a note from the chorus and do a dance Shake your system up, wake your system up Take a minute to resolve that you ain’t giving up This is your year, your month, your day Your time, your life, your rules, your way So break a leg, break a sweat, break away Break dance and do the robot if you flop along the way
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We need to be consistent with our self image So how do you define yourself? What is your vision? It doesn’t matter where start Who do who do you think you are? You’ve made it this far, you gotta keep going And if you’ve fell behind pick it up charge forward No more of this faking the funk Forget competitors compete with what you’re capable of Every morning you awake what’s the action that you take? Do you attack your goals or pull covers over your face? Check your results, look at what you do Are you trying different things or is it nothing new? Sometimes all it takes is just a little shift To cause a change improve your game and make the biggest difference Cause if you do what you’ve always done you’ll get what you’ve always got So you should prob’ly stop :) We follow what we focus on So pay attention to the topics that your thoughts are holding on Aim higher if you’re hitting low And keep in mind we’re defined by our rituals We need to be consistent with our self image So how do you define yourself? What is your vision? It doesn’t matter where start Who do who do you think you are? If you don’t like your results in life, look at your rituals No seriously, look at your rituals It’s the little things done on the daily That amount to your success or failure just saying Your results don’t happen by an accident So don’t become troubled on where your passion went You can tab events and document the time you spent And then you’ll notice how it’s no mystery where your time has been Your self-definition have you written it? You got to be aware of what your mission is Because it will define you That means it’s gonna be a vital force to guide you Don’t hesitate to make a plan first You want to be truly happy? raise your standards Act now don’t wait for a change of luck Discipline weighs ounces but regret weighs a ton
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Koala 02:15
What the fuck is your problem? What the fuck is it? Are you fucking retarded? Do you got a condition? What the fuck is your problem? Yo what the fuck is it? Are you fucking retarded? Do you suffer from some sort of fucked up condition? I’m getting old, you know how I know? Cause all the bullshit that I’m hearing sounds like shit that I heard before I’m getting bitter, if you can’t see I mumble my raps hear me uttering crap you can’t understand me Yeah that’s sound fresh, making us dance Look at all these bitches, and double cups in our hands We party and party, yeah party and party, Look at us party, dude are you fucking retarded? I’m a bitter old man I get it yeah the music isn’t for me I should quit being mad It’s only little kids enjoying the life you never had I mean who doesn’t want drugs, pussy, guns, and cash Oh you didn’t call her back? Dog why you so proud of that? I guess I didn’t’nt realize it was a symbol of status ha you the man! You’re killing the game look at you fucked up on fill in the blank 40 years after hip hop was invented and rappers be still putting lil in their names God damn I’m salty, but who could fault me Not like the music is turning the youth into fucking degenerate zombies The fuck is your problem? Yo what the fuck is it? Are you fucking retarded? Do you got a condition? What the fuck is your problem? Yo what the fuck is it? Are you fucking retarded? Do you suffer from some sort of fucked up condition?
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Overboard 02:21
I feel like jumping ship Mutiny on my mind I’m like fuck this shit How much longer does it go for? Slowly decomposing till there’s no more It’s a battle between hope and defeat All I know is there is no loneliness when you sleep Feeling cast a drift floating thru life passionless Everything looks fine because I act as if I’m past convinced that my life will have a tragic end I’m sort of sad that I won’t see it happening I guess I’m just a masochist Depression is a best friend I like the pain attached to it No you don’t, yes I do The more I know, the less I knew Lost, left confused, blind, dumb, deaf, and mute Piss away my life and leave the rest unused Trapped again, cast a drift Floating thru life feeling passionless Trapped again, cast a drift Floating thru life feeling passionless The skeletons are knocking their bones keep piling up I can see the reaper indicating that my time is up But I ain’t ready to go I just want to keep living and be miserable They say worry is like a rocking chair It’ll keep you busy but won’t get you anywhere But I ain’t trying to move So it’s a luxury for me to get caught in a shitty mood Gotta feed the beast Adrenaline is over flowing so you know it needs to eat I keep gritting my teeth Trying to get a leg up while I sit in defeat Losing grip always wanting more The smallest thing seems like an elephant I cannot ignore Hypomanic lost cause and I’ve only hit the tip of a Titanic problem
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Nowhere 02:41
Fuck it I’m ‘a end it At least that’s how I’m feeling at the moment no pretending How much more can I endure? I’m tired of all these fucked up thoughts I’m really just unsure Ain’t no calm before the storm This natural disaster’s been brewing since I was born I’m sick of my emotions playing bully Pushing me to act in shame I hate the way they pull me It’s not uncommon I want to shut if off Searching for a bridge over troubled waters I’m jumping off Skip the wishing stone, implode the Wonderwall This isn’t just a song, fuck it all, something’s wrong Feeling like a piece of shit Manipulated by my biology god it needs to quit I keep thinking If - no, don’t even it’s Just a passing phase you should hit the hay and sleep a bit Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide No way to get outside my mind Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide No way to get away from my mind Feeling uncontrollable These impulses keep ripping thru me just like a bullet-hole It’s never not nothin’ Mind in the gutter brain floating in a mop bucket I don’t think these thoughts are normal Probably unethical definitely immoral So many violations Ranging from perverted to unheard of with a violent nature There’s no cure, nothing’s going to fix this So I’m hoping my admission helps me cope with all the symptoms Cause lately it’s been getting worse Despite making changes, I guess they didn’t work I’m running out of options, nothing stops it I’m hurting at the mercy of this fucking monster I’m hanging by a thread Dissatisfied with life but I guess I’ll try again
46.
Hit the road like a bat out of hell, evil acapell’s Fire spitting out of my tail, I prevail In the lead left the others in the dust Cutting corners on a dime no time in a rush King Koopa’s close behind Luigi tailgating trying to knock me out the line Ain’t gonna happen you know the plan is real Koopa doesn’t see I’m bout to hit him with a nana peel Yeah I’m still in the lead But lost control hit a hole and crash landed on my feet Two of them passed me now I’m in third Koopa finally got his wish this is getting absurd Agh! Hit them with a turbo boost Flames in a rage no cage man I’m bursting loose Surpassed the princess Luigi on my radar I can see him in the distance Cut him off at the source I’m slipping and sliding I hate this course! Damn, fell back into 2nd Turbo to the max hulking out no question Now I’m back in the lead But I know they’re coming for me so I’m maxing my speed Luigi so close I could kick him I hope he likes bananas, oh damn I missed him! No problem, here’s a turtle shell Best of luck with your crash hope it serves you well Now I have a massive lead Got to stay focused ain’t nobody passing me Put the pedal to the metal Koopa thinks he’s gonna catch me but I just won’t let him I got weapons in the cut Banana peels, turtle shells, whatever you want But I can see the finish So I’m lightening my load cause you know I’m bout to win this Boom, you losers can’t get with me I’m cold on the road you know it’s Toad for the victory
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Note to Self 02:00
My plate is overflowing, in fact it’s like a China cabinet Every plate contains an epic task that I am trying to manage But I have to power thru If I feel I’m bout to lose I remind myself of Howard Hughes Yeah Hughes it or lose it Put up a wall I’m busting thru it, nothing to it “But it’s so hard!” You need to shut your damned mouth and write your fucking plans down Stop waiting for a hand out Do I need to kick your ass or what? Or why not just admit the truth that you don’t want it bad enough Fucking off and acting dumb, nothing wrong with that but um… What happened to your passion son? Your motivation’s going to wane, I understand but don’t complain Control yourself, withhold your pain Act as if you chose your fate Light a fire stoke the flame, commit to win with no restraint Get delusional Keep improving even if it means you’re moving slow Even if it means you take a hit Sometimes the present moment will unfold to show a painful gift Don’t run, stay and seek the lesson You may just find the answer often hides behind a question Live your life like a conspiracy To over throw your fear of things while getting closer near your dreams Treat it like you’re on a mission Give yourself assignments and keep trying till you got them finished Better yet, imagine your biography Is it full of miracles and stories people like to read? Your limit lies where you let it So keep your eyes focused be advised don’t forget it Take a breath, accept whatever happens And remember, your future is full of your present actions
48.
Why did it have to happen now The answer must be lost and I’m really sick of asking how I feel I’m getting passed around Emotionally pimped, these thoughts often slap me down How can I escape, when I’m trapped inside a cage Built with bars that I made I know what you’re thinking If I made the place I have the key, not so easy It’s a combination lock and I forgot the code But more concerning I don’t think I want to know I admit this isn’t logical And thus I have no basis for complaining it’s a domino Effect, just being honest tho it gets so bad it’s comical But I’m not really laughing, I think I have to go I’m getting dealt a tragic blow The thoughts are coming for me and I’m sad to say the attic’s full The pain runs deep, regret resides in every corner Just received another burden that I swear I never ordered Some people throw shit and hope it sticks I’m feeling stuck, full of shit, covered up in hopelessness Where am I supposed to go with this? Catatonic masturbation going thru the motionless A prisoner confined to ponder All the opportunities I missed and all the time I squandered All the moments that I passed up and didn’t take advantage of Damn it sucks, man it’s just A constant assault That’s aggressively stressing me and I know it’s my fault Feeling hostage to a god awful thought process I promise I do not want this Losing my will to live in, a guilt ridden Shameful state of mind with no redemption
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[Strawstone] Yo I’m something that your banging with truck stop nunchucks Takin hits, friend sees a slug bug What's cuts with no blood learn more get more fucked You’re mad I have fun they like me I keep it buck Bobby modest with me I’m rap game Lorax And you can't match my Truffula trees Like why you huffing at me? I'm just misunderstood Yeah I’m picture day awkward an overweight sophomore Appreciate the fine things thread counts and soft core Big blunts and popcorn You got a nice butt... I still won’t pass you the aux cord My opinion? These rappers should box more Or maybe Iearn more words Lyrics are flatter than cardboard I’m sorry buddy pal I get honest when I get bored out If you’re laughing at my jokes, you should pro’ly take notes Make sure you take notes, make sure you take notes If you’re laughing at my jokes, you should pro’ly take notes Make sure you take notes, make sure you take notes [Buck Bowen] You talk a lot, but how’s your game look I jerked off on your status and came on your Facebook Your style hemlock call it Socrates So I recline on your arm chair philosophies In the cloud watch insanity hit Women spend the whole day taking vanity pics The fantasy drifts while the dream begins to come undone Nobody’s skin looks like that after twenty-one These rappers looking like a rag doll Sounding like Lil Wayne with braces and gag ball I’m not the most fashion advanced But how your jeans be tight as spanx and still sagging your pants I’d prefer my ass get fucked with a hand gun Than live in a world where dudes think it’s cool to rock a man bun I’m Shaq on the track with a slam dunk 2Pac and God are dead now tell me who I can’t judge?
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Mental Flost 02:58
Have you ever stopped to think, then forgot to start again? If the world’s a stage, where does the audience sit? I’m just a skin bag on a floating rock Popping big questions trying to understand it all Does that screwdriver really belong to Philip? If Fed Ex and UPS merge would they be called Fed Up? You found Jesus now can we end the search? If money is the root of evil why they ask for it in church? Why you IN a movie but you’re ON tv? What did we do before we passed the Law of Gravity? What’s silent in the word ‘scent’? “S” or “C”? When deaf people go to court is it still called a hearing? Shouldn’t double U be called double V? Why is Greenland icy and Iceland covered in green? So many questions unanswered If money doesn’t grow on trees then why do banks have branches? It’s only a penny for your thoughts but you gave your two cents It doesn’t make sense Our noses run and our feet smell Hold up, the brain the named itself Have you ever stopped to think, then forgot to start again? If the world’s a stage, where does the audience sit? I’m just a skin bag on a floating rock Popping big questions trying to understand it all Why does a round pizza come in a square box? Who shuts the bus door when the bus driver gets off? The hypocriticalness abounds Why isn’t phonetic spelled the way it sounds? How do you trash a garbage can? If a deaf kid curses does his mom put soap inside his hands? Why do we call it sand? Is it because it sits between the sea and land? How does water taste? I wonder what time it was when the first clock was made Some of these are jarring Like do I have to RSVP to a psychic’s party? The word abbreviated’s so long tho Why doesn’t glue stick to the inside of the bottle? If a tree falls and no one sees Does it get made fun of by all the other trees?
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Dream big, but don't forget to awake And take action towards the vision that you want to create Oh, you want to be great? Then you've got to prepare No elevator to success, you got to take the stairs Breathe in, breathe out, don't try to hold it Your life will be defined by the quality of this moment So let it soak in, and in time you'll find out You'll never be as happy as you are right now So pay attention, you can't afford to play the victim Why make excuses? When the truth is you can make a difference Train to hit it with your whole body and brain committed If you're going to fail, you might as well aim to break your limits The problem isn't planning your time If you want to get ahead then start to manage your mind And get a handle on life, it's up to you Either you run the day or the day runs you Top shelf material, every where we go Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, through your stereo Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, every where we go Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, through your stereo Top shelf material, top shelf material You could be Black or Blue in your face, Brown, Asian or Caucasian No matter what the world say, up-vote us to the front page And hop up on the bandwagon, the center of the Venn diagram You doth protest I've been rioting since Obama and Joe Biden Getting hot my temps rising, you won’t catch me fist fighting You can call me Doug Adams the Galaxy I'm hitch hiking With 42 towels and I hit like Jackie Robinson Never throwing in all my goals I’m accomplishing Top Shelf like porno mags in corner shops in London town Top shelf ignore the rest and put us up we brought them down Not watered down we're figuratively, top shelf lyrically Rocking over any beat, together or individually Breaking the monotony with organized cacophonies We're synchronized like symphonies with vocalized soliloquies It's synergy done properly from Cali to the London streets Top shelf material 'cause that's what we were born to be Top shelf material, every where we go Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, through your stereo Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, every where we go Top shelf material, top shelf material Top shelf material, through your stereo Top shelf material, top shelf material
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Drop That 01:27
When I step up in the jam I let my feet converse Cop a brew for the crew got to feed my thirst We came here to party, spread love and have fun Get up and act dumb, fresh with the action We still refill most pitting in the kitchen Kids listen please chill Acting like monkeys getting funky in the zoo Up chucking chunks jungle juice with fruit Keep it moving consuming is what we’re doing If your buddy’s party pooping then FLUSH him nothin’ to it We getting live with no written rhymes You want to roll? Then throw the fricking dice All crews united - nited Everyone’s invited Carnival cruise big party small room Dancing on the ceiling tearing off the roof

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Buck Bowen Long Beach, California

Buck Bowen is a freethinking, motivational mc with a lyrical appetite for skeptical inquiry and self-development.
If he’s not manscaping the middlebrow’s beliefs about reality, he’s inflating the tires of their lackadaicycle.

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