It's the real authentic, leave y'all dented. Forget what ya heard, if I said it, I meant it. Did it for real, while y'all pretended. Back for more, startin' the war to end it.
Someone right now is leaving their apartment. Looking down at the street and wondering where their car went. Someone in the car sitting at a signal. In front of a restaurant, staring through the window.
You ready? Let's go. Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about. It's like this y'all come on. . This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill.
I had a friend named Victor, the two of us used to hang every single day. And it seemed like overnight that his whole life just changed. I know when his mom and dad broke up, it didn't make sense.
Yeah. . These days are dark and the nights are cold. People acting like they lost their soul. And everywhere I go I see another person like me. Trying to make it all feel like home.
These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change. There really be kids starving give a fuck if it change. Shock rap not that, you get signed you might blow up.
Yeah, y'all everybody's take you out to the tiff, to the crib. Let's do it Mike, yeah. . Back home, everybody's searching for somethin'. But all they can find is a whole lot of nothin'.
a safe position back against the wall. a simple shrug to shrug the questions off. there's no action. there is no reaction. coveted, i fight the consequence.
A year now and nothing much has changed. Holed up in a motel in El Paso. This was meant to be my great escape. I got lost along the way. Amongst free HBO and take out.
Don't tell me what you've done. 'Cause I don't wanna know. You say, it's not so hard. Just let your conscience go. . You're flashing me that politicians grin.
When we were burning. These stained walls would swell with passion. Our sweat warped the wooden floorboards. You'd kick out the nightlight. And let the moon bleed through the window.
Staring up at stars. From the back seat of a stationwagon. Carving the night. Trees keep marching by. Light poles blur into a stream. Blazing laser beams.
Hey, Are you sleeping?. We've got nothing better to do. Than just lay here, together. Let it pass.... It wasn't so hard to destroy. Now its not so easy to forget.
And now, we proudly present. songs perverse and songs of lament. A couple hymns of confession,. and songs that recognize our sick obsessions. Sing along i'm on the ugly organ again.
watching cars. or will we be passed by. will anyone stop for us. be passed on. the day passes away. and we're alone. the moment cracks along the sidewalk.
I wake alone, ina woman's room I hardly know.. I wake alone- and pretend that I am finally home.. The room is littered with her books and notebooks.. I imagine what they say, like, 'shoo fly, don't bother me,'.
Dinner's getting cold. You haven't touched a thing. So what's it gonna be?. I can hold out much longer than you. . When it's steady, I'm just acting out my roles.
I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame. That once burned within these fists where defeat remains. . The night has fallen down the staircase.... . I need a catalyst, to rekindle the flame.
And so it's begun. This is year one. The birth of a child in the form of a man. Wrapped in towel. Passed out on the floor. These drunken hours -- graces deflowered.