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One new song released EVERY Monday since April 2017!

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released April 17, 2017

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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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Track Name: What Others Won't Do
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
Track Name: Work the Dream
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!
Track Name: They Say
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
Track Name: Get Started
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
Track Name: Keep Moving
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
Track Name: Just Riffing
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
Track Name: Always Knew
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
Track Name: Someday Isle
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!
Track Name: The Avant Guard
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
Track Name: 7 Steps to Maximize Misery
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
Track Name: Hughes It or Lose It (feat. MC Desperado)
[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
Track Name: Work Harder On Yourself
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!”
Track Name: The Story of Two Boys
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?
Track Name: Space Gangster
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
Track Name: Tax the Rich
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
Track Name: Tempest
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
Track Name: Will-i-Make-it
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
Track Name: The Avant Guard ii
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
Track Name: Mephisto
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
Track Name: Sunny Side Up (feat. Ryan Lucas)
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
Track Name: The Junkyard (feat. Femi Deacon)
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
Track Name: Can't Stop Now
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
Track Name: Tip the Scale
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
Track Name: The Smokey Mirror
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
Track Name: Pseutopia
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
Track Name: We Came to Get Down (feat. Surreal The MC)
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
Track Name: Youth In Asia
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
Track Name: Pass the Peas (feat. Ryan Lucas)
[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
Track Name: iDon't Care
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
Track Name: Past and Present
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
Track Name: The Getaway (feat. The Wolfman)
[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
Track Name: The Great Escape (feat. The Wolfman)
[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
Track Name: The Takeover (feat. Surreal The MC, The Wolfman)
[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
Track Name: The Summit (feat. Surreal The MC, The Wolfman)
[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
Track Name: The Void (feat. Surreal The MC, The Wolfman)
[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
Track Name: Xmas Olé
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
Track Name: Now Year's Resolution I
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
Track Name: Now Year's Resolution II
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
Track Name: Now Year's Resolution III
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
Track Name: Now Year's Resolution IV
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
Track Name: Now Year's Resolution V
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
Track Name: Koala
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?
Track Name: Overboard
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
Track Name: Nowhere
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
Track Name: Karte Blanche
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
Track Name: Note to Self
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
Track Name: No Redemption
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
Track Name: Get Off My (feat. Strawstone)
[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?
Track Name: Mental Flost
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?
Track Name: Top Shelf (feat. Femi Deacon)
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
Track Name: Drop That
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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