1. GREAT EXPECTATIONS
I'm just tryin to kick it like Diego Forlan
be named the world's greatest emcee before I'm gone
make the biggest impact I can in a song
and make a day better for the ones who aint strong
since Ray came along all I ever known is doubters
I heard every word, stockpiled gunpowder
+Bubba Sparked+ the fuse, a +Shade+ more power
than my predecessors, now watch the +Ash+ shower
I know the first thing you see is skin tone
grow a brain, only grey matter matters get gone
they distracted, hey batter batter swing - ohh
I enacted every trait you envy and more
I am blessed with a gift, the best with pen in wrist
I twist English like O.E. be on my lips
see OG rhythm and style on these beats
low key in appearance, high strung underneath
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cause I be thinkin that it's my time
every time, time ticks by no slower (uh)
I be seein that the right time's any time
I can get my eyeline lowered (uh)
see I be peepin out the skyline, sky high
thinkin I'm the city's best flower (uh)
and when they tell me that it's my time
I'll just wonder why the others did not know it (uh)
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my aorta in order, it pumps an 808
my blood be diesel fuel that flows with the bass
my right and left ventricle, filled with the intregal
physical form of what Screw mean to my state
in the interval of my birth and untimely death
I shall prove my worth with my every breath
I will revel the steps needed to reach the nest
where the doves do fly and the eagles do rest (YES)
my attention won't turn, my ascension is earned
haters call it dimentia, they know I'm obsessed
my passion will burn, til I'm ashes in an urn
I will thrash and claw until I know I'm the best
I'm my own worst critic, I'm my own biggest cynic
therefore I shall never stand back impressed
I shall never arrive until the day that I die
the gift and the curse of the perfectionist (ah)
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(2x)
cause I be thinkin that it's my time
every time, time ticks by no slower (uh)
I be seein that the right time's any time
I can get my eyeline lowered (uh)
see I be peepin out the skyline, sky high
thinkin I'm the city's best flower (uh)
and when they tell me that it's my time
I'll just wonder why the others did not know it (uh)
2. LONELY PEOPLE
(hook/sample)
all the lonely people, where do they all come from?
all the lonely people, where do they all belong?
I look at all the lonely people
I look at all the lonely people
another night alone another right to groan about your life
staring at your phone, a flutter if you see the screen's light
screens are like your closest friend, Blackberry, IPhone
it means you stayin' plugged in, self-aware that you're alone
self-existence only known in your Facebook status
talkin to the world on Twitter, outer peace and inner madness
played your cards as they were dealt, thought you took right route
now every night you sit at home questioning what life's about
college grad, great job, every day you're at the gym
killing time until you're up and headed back to work again
blind yourself with obligation, your career and alcohol
to try and hide the void inside you'd do anything at all
love is just a pipe dream, broken heart, it might seem
relationships are hopless, walkin through Hell with ice cream
slipping through your hands, can't cuff the arms on the clock
lay alone in bed at night wonderin if this will stop...
I'm askin'....
(hook)
at 17 she had a thing for Vicodin and Mescaline
and boys who liked to fight, looked like covers of magazines
and one night she laid down with Mike who dealt Promethazine
and 9 months later shes alone holdin' her baby Jean
baby went from Baby Phat jeans to shady back screens
to kill her God-given gift a broken girl will blaspheme
raise a daughter autistic, she always been a misfit
now the distance 'tween her and her dreams is just endless
and the instance she sees her girl smile that all melts
but the only conversations she has is with herself
so, so long to tomorrow, goodbye to aspirations
on her own alone no known route thanks to her libations
her sense of self is gone all she got is obligations
and every ounce of strength she has is poured into her patience
creations of our actions are gon ripple down the road
you're in denial if you really think God is in control
i'm askin'
(hook)
everybody wants success, wants to reach the highest peak
wants to grow, be the best, teach the mute how to speak
show the beauty in an artform that people couldn't see
be the pen that scripts out more than you could ever read
but with the route that shapes an +Outkast+ into a +Big Boi+
you learn that friends never outlast, and while they enjoy
the fruits of small labors, you plant your own tree
and harvest it alone while the peasants underneath
they hate you when you shine, resent you when you glisten
and when you try to show 'em how to grind they don't listen
they say 1's the lonliest number, and damn aint that the truth
I can't imagine dictatin' the things I say in this booth
cause since youth I been aloof to givin dudes my own ear
their version of coercion, what I did not wanna hear
so I lurk in third person, second my first thoughts
cause zero people understand that battles I've fought
and I know...
(hook)
3. 1991
let me take you back to a simpler time in mine
when I started writing music
when I feel like a lot of this started
when I feel like I started to distance myself from the rest of my peers
my age: six years, yeah...
still drippin' in placenta I was spittin' my agenda
at the Kindergarten center makin art soon as I enter
heart with a magma center I was pumpin out flames
creative lava pumpin hard through all of my veins
back when George Bush 1 was out chasin Hussein
they called me little push ton 'cause I spit out cocaine
Mister Bowls-plus-one, championship game
Baby Chuck D tuck deez nuts in your frame...it was in....
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19-90-muthafuckin-1...(repeat)
just put the pen in my hand mama, the pad on the table
write about my uncle's 'caine I was born that able
saw the sin, pain, drama and used it to my strength
Mama cryin when she visitin her dad in the clink
I had my paws on my pen when my Grandpa's in the prison
scribble sixteens, B-sides bang in my system
a precarious position for a child so young
wrote it, rapped it to myself, couldn't talk to no one
when you walk in no sun, the shadows are your home
I grew up among my thoughts, preferred being alone
everything that I sought, it just blared from the speaks
fuck a cul-de-sac I'm feeling more at home in the streets
this old town is wack, get on the stage with a beat
I got the biggest sack, white boy be playin for keeps
I got older started rollin in the Nickel no lie
and I'ma take that attitude back to Oak Ridge High... it started in
HOOK
until they sign my +death certificate+, +I can't be stopped+
a +main source+ of +breakin atoms+, like +2Pacalypse+ Pac
I'm young hungry and political, my +theories high end+
from a Tribe called Texas, you fucks should buy in
...my style is 15 percent Brad Jordan's dope bag
the other 85 percent is Uncle Sam's toe tag
5 years before Young Jeezy had a black flag
I was screaming Gray Nation, their future's my past
my present's so fast, they can't catch my gift
I'm in tomorrow like Tokyo - you get my drift
my sacks just too heavy man they always stare
they can't give me a position like DeMarcus Ware
but look in that backfield and I'm always there
the stars on me, I guess I'm your selected player
my life's on All-Madden C-P-U can get some
since 8-bit they ate shit when they faced me, i'm talkin back in....
HOOK
4. YOUNG TODAY
you're like everything that's great, never savored til its gone
your flavor still resonates in everything I've done
you're a well of opportunity, a ground swell of life
I'm a shell of who I wanna be without what you provide
you're everything inside I want to hold on close to
when my way lead me astray you remind me of 'supposed to'
I hope you, find yourself enjoying being young
'cause you can never get it back, chasin' the settin sun
racin the earth's axis, counter-clockwise roll
don't amount to much so touch youth before you old
try to grow up slow, make mistakes and taste it right
age death and taxes touch us all in this life
and nothin else guaranteed, so believe you and me
through retrospective glasses past is sweet to see
and I'ma be sippin slow, got my youth on ice
cause truth is sub-30 don't come around twice...my advice...
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I said goodbye to you 2 and half years back
when I got the news no need holdin tears back
forever 23 - that ain't no retail store
that's a premature twisted knob on heaven's door
with this job I been so far removed from home
but I could feel your love from there, never felt alone
never felt that far away, the bond you created
with a smile that never left and a spirit never faded
baby girl you were created to bring love to this Earth
and everybody in that church understood what you were worth
you'll be the first cheek I kiss when I get my call
you embodied what I missed about being with yall
you lit up every room, your memory is priceless
your love lives forever in the lives you intwined with
that's the funny thing about dying so young
your flame becomes immortal, in the eyes of everyone
your good traits are magnified, while your bad ones die
washed away in the eyes of who pretend your soul rise
you never get old eyes, while age makes us lessen
we remember you alive, they remember us decrepid
young artists who die, ascend, become immortal
old artists get irrelevant and search for time portals
still sayin all that, I wish that you were still around
cause memories don't amount to you and I hangin out, so
I'll let this ride out
5. IMPATIENT
I been sittin' back (patient)
hoping I can get my crack (patient)
these (patient)
in my waitin' room, get im- (patient)
they been anticipatin' (patiently)
(patient) I can't be any more (patient)
from knocking to kicking the door (patient)
I'm im-(patient)
frustration, im-(patient)
here I stand no more actin' (patiently)
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I been a walkin' aberration, a glitch in the matrix
balkin at annexation, bitch I'm my own nation
these squawkin imitations so stuck in their cells
talking masturbation, fuckin theyselves
ground shakin like you Haitian, I shift the Earth
move seas, uproot trees to prove my worth
I been waitin too patient, too 50 and Em
my skills XXL, lemme holla at them
for real, your next L is a product of him
I will excel, no MSN
my reflection of self is Obama at 25
omnipresent presence and the future is all mine
essence in the present is pretty presidential
I present a pretty impressive perspective, its simple
I take the devil, Mohammed, Allah and Christ
put em in the same room and transcribe the fight ('sright!)
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I been sittin' back (patient)
hoping I can get my crack (patient)
these (patient)
in my waiting room, get im- (patient)
they been anticipatin' (patiently)
(patient) I can't be any more (patient)
from knocking to kicking the door (patient)
I'm im-(patient)
frustration, im-(patient)
here I stand no more actin' (patiently)
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no more hourly work, I wanna shower the earth
with gold, No R Kelly, just words thats worth
24-K hangin from a platinum chain
blood diamonds encrust the frontal lobe of my brain
my silver rib cage, keep me Sterling Sharpe
catch everything they throw, Game +wouldn't get Favre+
no passing me up, quarterback from the start
defensive end size, field general's heart
I'm still Eitalin smart and Addreall focused
spittin my hocus pocus and waitin on the locusts
and I know this, a young man's G A M E
but you gotta graduate, no G-E-D
cause aint no assists here, no C P 3
you can wait for next year, this time's for me
tell my doc that I'm sick of waitin
stop hatin I'm one of the best alive and sick of actin....
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I been sittin' back (patient)
hoping I can get my crack (patient)
these (patient)
in my waiting room, get im- (patient)
they been anticipatin' (patiently)
(patient) I can't be any more (patient)
from knocking to kicking the door (patient)
I'm im-(patient)
frustration, im-(patient)
here I stand no more actin' (patiently)
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6. ARROGANT AMERICAN
born free born rich born bored it's true
I was born stateside so I'm better than you (ha)
my misplaced pride is a known birthright
told since waist high I wouldn't have to fight
in defense, I side with the religious right
but I'm dense and Mom and Dad never let me decide
if Arrion genocide of the Natives was right
history left a mystery of why they all died
instantly I was distant from people in plight
they wasn't lily white or wealthy I don't care if they die
livin right, mighty healthy with my head in the sky
criticise drug dealers and yet I'm gettin high
(listen!) J's pen wrecks their tiny little brains
Odelay, Glenn Beck the brittle will go insane
what I say straight wrecks a PR campaign
been sayin this dreck who eat up what they say
are the same who burned books way back in the day
Dear Sarah, fuck off, sincerely Justin Ray
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big money big cars big sense of self
bigger God in the sky than anybody else
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
loud pipes loud mics loud beats and rhymes
loud media hypes em up and watches em die
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
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I ain't a citizen of earth, I'm a citizen of worth
sittin' in a plush post look down on brown births
hush, Huffington Post, them New York Times
decry midwest values, post new york lies (bullshit)
the Post's a tabloid written in crayola
appeal to right folks, collect their payola
no coincidence, innocence claimed by them blokes
ignorance okay, and stupid is en vogue
to live a life lookin in a singular way
is to ignore being human every single day
America wasn't formed to worship a cross
...people came here so they could stop being squashed
by the veiled theocratic British brainwashed
leadership that beat the shit out people who thought
that over-religious zealots shouldn't tell em shit
'bout how they should think, act, 'swhy they boarded ships (get back!)
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big money big cars big sense of self
bigger God in the sky than anybody else
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
loud pipes loud mics loud beats and rhymes
loud media hypes em up and watches em die
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
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BRIDGE
If you proud to be American (put em up put em up)
overweight loud and arrogant (put em up put em up)
throw your middle fingers in the sky (put em up put em up)
fuck 'em all, let the people die (put em up put em up)
If you proud to be American (put em up put em up)
ignorant loud and arrogant (put em up put em up)
throw your middle fingers in the sky (put em up put em up)
fuck em if they don't worship Christ (put em up put em up)
If you proud to be American (put em up put em up)
overweight loud and arrogant (put em up put em up)
throw your middle fingers in the sky (put em up put em up)
hold you up and then you crucified (put em up put em up)
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(builds)
I pledge allegiance to my sense of self
my God my country and no one else
I swear that I shall defend her name
regardless of her past I won't feel shame
I'll fly her flag, I'll wear her stripes
I'll vote, then I'll complain about my rights
I'll plead for politicians to cross party lines
then refuse to support em at election time
I'm the arrogant American, I'm bigger and better
my memory microwave, my concession never
obsessed with television, following to the letter
what the news man say, now and forever
bow down I never, I am always right
and my right's to turn on my T-V tonight
cause books are for pussies and the communist fucks
double looks for em, yelling The Economist sucks
and it's obvious bucks are the determinant cause
in the value of your life, let the impoverished fall
George Bush let the ninth ward drown in vain
and a Democrat mayor didn't feel their pain
get at Ray
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big money big cars big sense of self
bigger God in the sky than anybody else
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
loud pipes loud mics loud beats and rhymes
loud media hypes em up and watches em die
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
I'm the arrogant American, fuck your world view
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In one hand, I hold the arrow
in the other hand, the olive branch
I've long since traded my olive branch
for more arrows
you can think differently than me
honestly I hope you do
I just hope you think for yourself
7. ANOTHER GHOST IN THE MACHINE (my verses)
locked in my cage, these pills are my escape route
monster deranged, medication in my veins now
boxed in, rage they can see it in my face now
obnoxious the way I don't recognize this place now
20-20 vision of the prison I am locked in
visionary child headphones blaring Rakim
military style, to their beat I've been marchin'
sick of it though...so I grab my bags and go
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broadcasting live from an Oklahoma meth lab - Ray
I'm the spark that'll make that trailer blow up today
that'll bring your daddy back, make Mommy clean out her tray
detoxify the air that surrounds you every day
peroxide the scares you feel when you asleep
you will not die, you're here despite what you receive
child of a drug dealer, daughter of a fiend
you can smile when I take you away, make you believe
you're anything and everything that you could wanna be
Mount Everest full of effort pursuing your every dream
essence of perseverance, the presence of a Queen
you blessed, you're cousin never let you lose steam
cause even though you're whole life been upstream
you're stronger from the fight, that swim will keep you lean
hungry for the future, passionate and free
I got your plane ticket, you can always come and see me
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I've been known to to
walk alone, talk alone, write alone, fight alone
spending every waking moment and every night alone
blending in with any city I'm in and it's like I'm home
I been isolated no matter what flight I'm on
window seat solo, no carry-ons for me
just pull my hat low, charge another baggage fee
story of my life, take flight with aspiration
and just feel lonely when I reach my destination
8. LIVE AT THE BB2
straight outta Texas sediment - the evident resident
omnipresent benevolent pied pusher of medicine
pharmaceutical heaven when I be peddling bars
I build spaceships, bitch, I don't reach for the stars
I don't be looking at you, no Bruno Mars
I look past your reach, I'm light years beyond
young bastard teach em bout a word is bond
5th ward never paid me but I earned my card
street credit meets course credit boys I been bred
in a lab, force-fed me the pen and the pad
wrote the world in a book in a day and a half
then rapped it over Kanye, Dilla, and Daz
mighty duck boy Bombay killin' em fast
alrighty, fuck boy andelay, out of my path
your girl's fuck toy I get real deep in that ass
Bottoms Up +J Songz+ Minaj in your pad
I'm that dude that rude leave Ray residue
on your gray bedsheets and your gay dress shoes
I sneeze at emcees indeed - bless you
dream sixteens seem unreal to you
hellacious young rapper, faceless dumb bastard
ageist hate basher, may just bait Asher
aint P-R like when Mase became a pastor
actors are FEMA faced with a disaster
after NASDAQ fuck an ASCAP that's the ass slap
on my penetration, bass-ackwards
past next year's style while I move faster
these assholes after last mixtape's masters
((gunshot))
fuck a tea party I just bought a round of shots
everclear rap harder than a bottle of scotch
washin' vikes down like Brett Favre gets knocked
((gunshot))
I'm concrete 20 miles deep on bomb beats
I speak - these emcees obsolete
the husky kid turned a grizzly with reach
they define con, I'm Hasheem Thabeet
and I remind y'all I mean what I speak
I define raw, dripping blood red meat
the antibiotic product, prescription speech
call it Osama-care, terror is in the air
New Era on your mind, you fitted to be scared
and willingly unaware of Mister 20-12
I came to push every continent into hell
in-continent opponents, shittin on themselves
incompetent, I know it, wishing in a well
that I just stop goin or I end up in a cell
Spitzer my career, Client 9 myself
twister in my fears, Helen Hunt my health
this bitch that's my career, stuntin' up my wealth
won't ditch it never fear, I don't need no help
spitter of the year been doing it by himself
9. EN(Light)EN UP
I am the rhyming abomination from the nation of Obama
patient for the change that America was promised
bring a man obligation, only see the current product
you missing half the equation, remainder isn't honest
listen to the free mason Fox hate-a-holics
when half those people been overpaid as Iguodala
if you ain't educated you're subject to the Six-es
the pictures that they painted are poisonous elixirs
think you thinkin for yourself, you thinkin on prescriptions
pop a pop culture pill, drink the liquor Christians
fiscal conservatism doesn't help the people
it preserves eternal wealth for proprietors of evil
the leaders who sell your health back to you for cost
are the ones who sell agendas to the we-don't-read lot
there's a direct link between the literacy rate
that correlates to whether you a red or blue state
you blue-blooded fucks can boo me all you want I'm
just true to myself and the way that I was brought up
see I brought up books to my nose, crooks to my shows
hooks to my flows, looks like the enlightened ain't caught up
in the shook stunted-growth ass brains that they mold
same ones that had slaves in sugarcane growths
see J juxtapose Texas Board of Education
with success, I was bored with Texas education
so I left, the right doesn't always mean correct
you ain't lost a single right, you don't enlighten you infect
I came to brighten the sun, you sons are insects
they stepping on your wings when their words you accept
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Ronald Reagan is a symbol of conservatism dreams
same man pushed crack into inner city streets
let it kill black teens and quell minorities
you a fool if you think the right doesn't like to see
their lily-white streets vacant of colored faces
immigration laws remain supported by racists
and they label obligations with American flags
there's nothin' more American than ignoring our past
wrap a lie in camoflauge, they won't even ask
Jesus must hate Hispanics, Blacks and fags
.....listen to me, I ain't never gon' cave
how you afraid of everyone and call it land of the brave
call it land of the free, you free to be d dash b a g
evidence ain't shit evid-ently
heaven sent me to tell you it was fake
and to stop using it to justify your own hate
10. I GOT IT
((HOOK))
you wanna, but you won't
cause we got it, and you don't
we ready, we comin'
just honest, I got it
you wanna, but you won't
cause we got it, and you don't
we ready, we comin'
just honest, I got it....I got it
the skill set is real guess the deal I'm a get
soul spill, yes it's kill, hear the real in your deck
it is Ray day from here to happily ever after
to alter your perception of what makes a great rapper
I won't compromise, apologize or bring the knowledge down
all my bars full - Thursday in a college town
pass the bottles round, I work way too hard
so I pick from the deck, I don't play no cards
til I kick it on a deck with bourbon and a cigar
my work ethic straight fullback, knocking over yall
til R's Fallin from the Sky I fly and send aid
dying doin' it for people, Roberto Clemente
((HOOK))
this mixtape will self destruct under my dream's weight
I'm 05 Papoose I'm 08 Drake
my own hope is a noose from which I can't break
when your dream seems this close you can't escape
I make genius mixes to fill up your I-Tunes
working genius bars like the clerks wearing blue
open this mac's book and I show you how true
wifi - I connect without ever touching you (what it do)
((HOOK))
I do it for the H, do it for T-X
I do it for the dropouts with tattooed necks
I do it so I can fill out that space between
the times you get wasted and fuck up your dreams
I do it for progression, I do it for what's right
my soul's an mp3 you can play it every night
no glitching in my space ship, flying over bitches
BEEN pitching for the H call me J.R. Richard
((HOOK))
11. CHUCK D
the state hate a rapper, I'm their disease
I ain't a backpacker, I back packin' these
the time is ours, fuck the GOP
I fight the power, I'm Chuck D
the on-point youth, they my Flava Flav
clock around they neck, says their time today
the time is ours, fuck the GOP
I fight the power, I'm Chuck D
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man I ain't +Rozay+, ain't even Cristal
this is drinking Everclear out of a pis-tal
I love gangsta rap, but that ain't who I am
I'm John Brown resurrected with a pen in hand
pitch black cerebellum boy son I got a dark mind
at least that's what I tell em right before they re-wind
but aint nothin can compare to their televised slime
the shit they say on Fox News is written for the blind
they slander and they libel and they're liable to find
that the people that they talking to would quickly co-sign
to re-segregate America and regulate crime
by incarcerating every minority that they find
Glenn Beck's full of shit when he says talk peace
using Martin Luther King for a shrouded hate speech
you a puffy faced pussy selling fear to the scared
Klan rally with no hood, we good and aware
false prophet making profit off a nation of zombies
the new David Koresh, Fox Noose's fake Ghandhi
this is just a thank you from all the Atheists
cause you're Program is proof God doesn't exist
it takes a nation of millions to defeat their false hope
and that legion of minions are all puppets for Karl Rove
hypocrisy, democracy, the American way
just count the people on Medicare in the tea party today
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the state hate a rapper, I'm their disease
I ain't a backpacker, I back packing these
the time is ours, fuck the GOP
I fight the power, I'm Chuck D
the on-point youth, they my Flava Flav
clock around they neck, says their time today
the time is ours, fuck the GOP
I fight the power, I'm Chuck D
12. UNDER THE SUN
had to do it again
when I talk to the world this way
sometimes it's because
I don't have anyone else to talk to
sometimes it's because it's my best form of expression
and sometimes
it's cause I feel like I have a story to tell
y'all make me sick, I see you and I'm nauseous
people you walk with are far beyond obnoxious
destructive, evil, the things I think are nonsense
y'all clamor to and you see them as obvious??
I see your faces and hear where you came from
can't believe I look like you, we the same, huh?
but you symbolize everything that I resent
can't believe you're from the same place I represent
things you told me in confidence and hushed tones
things I heard either in public or your homes
I felt so alone standing up against your hate
but that made me who I am, stronger every day!
I lost friends who said things that I knew were wrong
then I called em out on it, balls out and so honest
so long to the fake, real recognize real
that's a curse, cause there's so few people I feel -- yet and still
((is anybody out there??))
I don't relate to you, never have never will
I never hated you, forever we're at odds still
that force field you got around you's a strong one
and Lord will' you'll have found for what you've been longing
this break between when we speak will be a long one
but maybe over there they'll get your name right - Annyong
so long son, may the wind remain at your back
go get yours, I hope the sun lights up your track
sometimes a man finds who he is when alone
and I understand wanting to find where you belong
so maybe someday we'll share more than a mother
and a father, but I ain't bothered, you'll always be my brother
and I'll treat you as such, though you don't see me as much
I'll do my best to shorten distance between us
the paths the we've taken couldn't be any different
but the road started in the same place, so listen, I know that...
it's been so long since you and I spoke
but that's cause I don't agree with most of your folks
I guess they all made a bad impression on me
that your word turned them an ugly I don't wanna see
and couldn't be, but why'd that affect you and me?
cause you and me had a separate type of unity
and truthfully I can't believe in your ideals
when I can't even decide HOW I FEEL...
crucifix - never shit to me Sunday School
lost meaning in my eyes, a marketing tool
made me think about that room full of robots
believing without thinking standing in a glass box
justifyin' hatred and exclusion, knowing not
what they're doing losing sight of everything we got
I can't believe in you cause it kills me inside
and if the Horsemen come, I'ma saddle up and ride!
13. BLED PRESIDENTS
card shark, play it hard, grindin' at the break of dawn
crisp suit 6 months ago I could not afford
Dow Jones hustler, Nasdaq grinder
eyes on a hedge fund, greenback pirahna
dollars make the planet rotate, so I go ape
when I move stock like a cattlehand, no steak
pushin' for them tax breaks, upper class cut
George Bushin' up my plate, see them numbers go up
America's blue whale, stay too big to fail
Wall Street never sleep I deliver this mail
my cash got cache I stay needing more
I bleed dark green, see me profit off a war
had stock in Halliburton way before 0-4
middle east oil futures before desert storm
foreign arms companies during the cold war
no Martha Stewart I'm an insider on the floor
stay tradin with Satan like baseball cards
'Cept rookies ain't shit real lives get lost
that's a small cost in the game I play
a body is a number a life's a throwaway
briefcase stowaway on my first class flight
still need an Ambien, I can't sleep at night
cause I claim I'm ruthless, but +Eazy+ I'm not
a sleazy life I lead, I can feel my soul rot
14. OCTOBER 20TH
washing pills down with whiskey, fill my glass back up
distilled Tennessee tea when my nerves act up
spittin' while I'm sittin' on the roof or the balcony
think my inner storm somehow create alchemy
my palms hot, no Vegas, somebody talcum me
considering the powder Robert Downey back in 03
weather always bad so I drown it in vodka
catch me center of the thunder, Serge Ibaka
or raining down hard, just Kim Jong Il'in
wondering if I can overcome these feelin's
alone, sleep deprived staring at the ceiling
Antarctic heart, closed icebox freezing
spilling emotions and they won't stop flowing
BP'in over beats polluting rap's ocean
whether face in a book or tethered to facebook
alone in my own universe every way I look
the story that I've written only got 1 author
autobiographical, spitting from my altar
no congregation just waiting for my offer
maybe my patience will find me paid proper
the people's poetic pauper peppering the broadband
pestering the right like I'm helping out the Taliban
deadening the hype, so jaded and understated
I wouldn't believe em if they told me I'm the greatest
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where do I go next? open my eyes
to the early death... I can not deny
I can not subscribe to their news and views
I could never sit next to them dudes in pews
God shoot me a text if there really is a you
I got the same number I did back in school
when I would act a fool then talk to the sky
and explain myself, but I couldn't justify
why you were accepted, and you never were denied
never debited but always credited with sunshine
and come time for the world report, CBS
one eye could see these ideals brought death
differences of thought means bullets to your chest
and just an infidel on my own conquest
plus the Evangelic's mindstate straight hellish
kids hanging themselves over what preachers selling
you could live and never tell em, Tony Dungy's son
shell in your cerebellum over what you've done
or be hated by the entire congregation
stay shunned for something cant be un-done
see I couldn't on-board that particular plane
first class brains can't be coached in that way
you're a justification for so much of this nation
Justin don't got the patience to believe what they say
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here's my toast to the utmost and all I see
my new post like Amar'e in NYC
I'm just vampin' while I'm lampin', so C-C
a big pitch tell the city they can count on me
it all feels so different, this way I be
not just my own world, my own gal-ax-y
I try to comprehend what all this means
as I stare at the stars, runaway with me
