-Proving Grounds- (Chorus) Right there- but you one light year from my level, flow’s provin I pack cause my dough’s movin/ to MC requires skill I demand some shown, but I got one question- the fuck yall been doin? (Verse 1) I came in like a leech now the cadence of my speech is invading in the streets and you’re playing all my beats cause I/ spit like an odyssey that’s what my motto oughta be, the prophecy said I had to be white cause my heat was too hot to see/ I properly bust it on the mic with no apology, give me one minute in the booth and A&Rs are gonna be shopping me/ an insane genius yeah I’m walking a fine line because, Russel Crowe aint never seen a mind as beautiful as mine/ and I’m tired of all these wack rappers who be acting shiesty, but ask yourself- how can a cat with no jewelry be so icy? I freeze MCs three degrees below absolute, and you’re still wondering why the girls are choosing me and passing you/ I’m laughing dude- you aint even close to my aptitude, I clap at fools when I rap at you and send you back into a vacuum tube/ I hop on tracks and raise up like the cost of crack, I’m clever that means when I say something you say I wish I thought of that (Verse 2) I pay no attention to those who say I won’t climb the ladder, see it doesn’t even matter MC will stop the chatter/ when I pitch it from the mic no return from the batter, and I’ll leave you in a land of wonder like the mad hatter/ see ever since Pac died the west has been the lonely coast, I see things very clearly with the aid of the holy ghost/ not really arrogant but on tracks I mostly boast, and I got a lot of talent so I have to keep my homies close/ say anything to anyone and never bite tongue, I’m such a good rapper that I might die young/ but nah- MC will be here for a while, and yall can watch and smile while I sprint the extra mile/ got so many mind tricks you can call me a mental pimp, I’m the great white rapper here to devour all you shrimp/ I spit mind blowing verses just to analyze the effect, I’m your new favorite rapper you just don’t realize it yet (Verse 3) Yeah- but it aint all about the skrilla, when I come with a style that’s illa than J Dilla, I only drop classics your whole album is a filler, I’m cryptic with the verse so what I mean go figure/ yeah- I wanna do numbers like Thriller, I’m the opening act now but soon the top biller/ you can root for me cause I’m an underdog like ben stiller, but with the mic in hand son they call me a killer/ the sultan MC I’m an emperor when I rap, don’t anger the gods kid I’ll my temper on these tracks/ the only way you can defeat me is if you tamper with the facts, but if you do that your whole camp will feel my wrath/ cause the mic is like a gun the way I handle the chrome, freestlye or written it’s pushing back on your dome/ you better show some respect son or I’ll clap at you homes, I rip mics to shreds and it’s a known fact that you don’t

-Destiny- (Verse 1) My music is therapeutic I lose the issues I carry through it, we create this art like smarts but I don’t want to share with stupids/ I write songs in reverse so the punch lines come first, I put the verse in a hearse in one try cause I rehearse/ the instrumental is an empty canvas I paint whatever I can’t fix, music takes me to other worlds like Toto we’re not in Kansas/ I run marathons on lexicons so I write whatever stress is wrong, I live eternally in song so not even in death I’m gone/ I slave over these tracks became a knower of facts, you can’t lower my stats simple and plain I’ll show you with rap/ my artistic vision is far from empty but there’s still a ways to go, and my flow blows like liquid call me MC H20/ my pen’s ink will leak and bleed and I will eat these beats, sometimes it’s hard to sleep after the feast of a beast/ in the booth I’m completely free of all anguish and hatred, I express myself through lyrics hip-hop is my native language (Chorus 2x)Destiny- musically complete it’s never obsolete/ Destiny- lyrically complete it flows like the open sea (Verse 2- Jesse Cadena) School and education are something I don’t know, when I put it down on the mic and piano I let it go/ can you imagine a perfect symphony? Well I can make it happen when the ivory’s right next to me/ like the hero named Hercules, I’m gonna go the distance with music complexity/ when I’m playing music you see I get a natural high, someday I know my passion is gonna let me fly/ when I go to sleep just laying down in my bed, I can hear the orchestras running around in my head/ when it comes to music bet I’m gonna show up, when I light the fuse you know I’m gonna blow up/ with a vision of playing in front of millions, I know for a fact I’m gonna make billions/ when I step to the mic and let my voice be free, I can feel it in my heart that music is my destiny (Verse 3) It’s like I’m sleepwalking through my life and I’m only awake behind the mic, I wrote my vows as rhymes and take my place beside my wife/ this is a personal challenge and every track is an Everest, but making beats to me is easy and I rap like it’s effortless/ I was born to heat this disc like my name was Prometheus, and I herd these sheep to get tighter than the teeth I grit/ the Legion of Doom couldn’t last my mind is fast like the Flash, my rhymebook is Pandora’s box open the latch on my stash/ this is all natural and I just blast through recordings, my name is MC because I mastered the ceremonies/ I trained in the studio that’s why I run the track well, started out as a punching bag but now I wear the black belt/ lyrics come to me in visions manifest in compositions, the elevation of this generation if I can make em listen/ music brings out the best in me there’s complexity in the recipe, it’s an honor to bless the beat but I’m just filling my destiny

-Good Times- (Verse 1) If you just take a moment to think where are you going with this drink? Drown in your sorrows but tomorrow you know you sink/ it’s a tough world we’re living in and I know it’s messed up, just want a piece of the pie but they hide the best cuts/ sit like a deaf duck if you try to test luck, fake S on your chest if you zip your vest up/ I’m just trying to get mine with these Robin Hood rhymes, so let the stress leave your mind and let’s just have a good time/ so ladies- let me see you go crazy, get low for me baby let it roll like Mercedes/ catch the rain drops pop lock that’s hot like Hades, my swag will get the booty pirate jocks on you mateys/ and lately- this has come to my attention, prevention of suspension aint possible when I’m mentioned/ and these girls have noticed too grinding to the beats I’m flowing through, and when it’s time to show and prove they do it slow and smooth (Chorus 2x) Techno? Heck no I just got the best flow, turn around drop it down on the ground now let’s go/ grind like a hustle to define all those muscles, no one in here trippin it’s good times with no trouble (Verse 2) Yo the party aint over till you’re dripping with sweat, yeah I’m getting you wet cause I’m spitting the best/ so why listen to less? MC will rip up the set, but inebriation and ignorance are blissful I guess/ you aint gonna relax so don’t you dare lie back, the dj will have you dancing if he spins the right wax/ so groove as you move vibe to the hi-hats, I bet you by the end of this song I can make you climax/ baby tell me what you want do you need romance or, lust quick bust rush to the dance floor/ see I can do things that would make your man sore, dresses and miniskirts so what we need pants for? and as I whisper in your ear, it’s crystal that I’m clear, MC is on fire so I’m sizzling this year/ the beats will get you blazed and my rhymes will take you higher, so all the ladies in the spot grind to the synthesizer

-Walk With Me- (Verse 1- Threepio) Where’s the light when the sun breaks down, in this barren wasteland that the locals call a town/ I’m not found in circles your meaning is so vertical, that abstract is more meaningful when they’ve heard of you/ taken for granted in the songs that we sing, tune out sporadic doubt and I’m out of everything/ we have ever known as sacred images, of life love and music so it doesn’t exist/ I take signs serious like the artifacts, dug by a paleologist theories are the facts/ distant delusional tracks spin rooked in the back, when I took it don’t believe me come and look at it/ situations pivot wrong for the mind, of an adolescent whose favorite quote is a rhyme/ hung to the spine by the dopest set of lines, ever written with a pen I wish that shit was mine/ but we wait for a feel of escape, mostly for the days where we won’t have to hate/ on ourselves for the ruckus fight for the chance to prove we were the toughest/ might even glance when it’s eye contact we sustain just to act insane, when the brain feels pain in the trap/ to reign on the map in the car on my lap, paves the way for the trails we blaze to get back (Verse 2) Not a rapper and producer but a poet and musician, I show that I can flow so I know that you will listen/ plus I multiply can’t grow through division, keep my eyes on a straight line and focus my position yo/ so how do you separate the abstract? I’m trying to elevate don’t want to see you land flat/ on your face- if you rep with your heart, I’m sure you can win the race if you step to the start/ motivation is just the culmination, of hard work patience and determination/ this last release is a masterpiece I can’t relax on beat, too much work to do I burn a fool just to practice heat/ knowledge in the words I want to make this movement felt, a joker against the king is just the hand that was dealt/ black jack against wack rap that sits on the shelf, I listen to my songs to figure out what I’m trying to tell myself Walk with me talk with me and be a part of me, it’s not lost on me I know it’s hard to be an odyssey (Verse 3- Threepio) I escape my sane with the pain that was plain dangerous, free will sustaining til training wheels won’t enable us/ so people that rot in steel brains will feel the real turn angel dust, some of us were lucky- others were not the same as us/ the rust meant the locks on the gate compelled the fate of some, fifty thousand years away awake besides eternal sun/ like speed defied by early man like we’re all boys so understand, like all boys are free to stand beside themselves within the plan/ I had an epiphany never knew a tiffany, but if she knew the victory too then we are instantly/ connected infinitely mind body and physically, why bother if this is the only chance for history/ to draw a line of symmetry and far cry out to symphonies, isn’t it amazing this is me busily working physically/ mental state and compare to the planes that aren’t there, you know as blank as the stare (Verse 4) Sometimes in the middle I know it’s hard to meet you, but 3PO I C you like RJD2/ looking at the game thinking damn this is absurd to me, no artistic maturity this is much more than just words and beats/ can’t catch with Force why would the greats pass the torch? deep Roots are essential just ask Scott Storch/ wage war on the stars with four sets of four bars, I’ve got some fans on earth but much more on mars/ so better soon than later I hold mics like light sabers, didn’t you know it takes one of a kind in the mind to fight Vader? So I know you’re feeling me when the medicine is done, stay tuned for the trilogy this is episode one/ can’t leave rap alone during the attack of the clones, so put the spine back in your bones economically track what you own/ make it a fact that you know syllables packed in row, yo I laugh at you jokes and Swivvy passes the bowl haha!

-Searching- Do you ever feel like…no matter how hard you look….you’re always searching? (Verse 1) Something out there is always calling my name, I’m searching for respect but don’t want to fall into the fame/ if you spit the truth, you could never get a deal, but if I spit fake clichés then how would I feel? I close my eyes when I rap soul searching on the track, there’s so much false in the world and I’m just yearning for the facts/ I watch my peers give up and leave their lives burning in a flask, that’s why I’m so grateful my lust for learning is intact/ I’m searching for success and I’m searching for respect, searching for someone who can ease the solitary hurting in my chest/ sometimes I wish I was normal and could be ignorant and blissful, but I know what I have to do make my music impact official/ so I know right now is not my time to be happy with the social, and it might not hit you till I’m gone but my songs aren’t meant to be local/ I’m searching for the real and I’m searching for truth, I’m searching for respect that means I’m searching for you (Verse 2) Alienated by the group but I guess that’s how it has to be, genius loves company so I live unhappily/ it’s cool being the best but since there is no match to me, I sit alone on my throne with no one in my lap with me/ I know that music has the power to shape somebody’s life, but yall don’t listen to you’d rather believe and chase somebody’s hype/ but I’m nothing but the truth and I’m here for you to interpret, I speak nothing but honest and I always rap with a purpose/ I’m searching for belief and I’m searching for confirmation, searching for the peace but in the cypher bring confrontation/ because I think eventually somebody has to expose the façade, I got my own set of beliefs so I’m not searching for a god/ I’m searching for the love but I’m dealing with the hate, I’m searching for eternity I want to live among the greats/ so I’m searching for the real and I’m searching for truth, I’m searching for respect that means I’m searching for you

-Sophisticated- (Verse 1) A hip-hop aristocrat I’ll kick a rap and kiss the track, remember when rappers had talent? I know a lot of us are missing that/ there’s a lot of people in the game but most aren’t important, so why would I enter a battle of wits with an unarmed opponent? My music is the future so you will eventually hear it, but do me a big favor and actually listen to lyrics/ cause I’m a champion on the mic my trophy is on the mantle, you want to hear some floetry? Well I’m a perfect example/ my metaphors are whores you’re on the floor begging for more, but they just smile like a simile and kick you out the door/ I spit quick and slick and spin words all the time, so I’m fit to hit the mainstream ship with internal rhymes/ it’s actually being assessed that MC’s word is affirmation, my artillery automatically aims at alliteration/ I’m the best rapper alive and now you know it’s true, I write floectic lyrics cause that’s what I’m supposed to do (Chorus 2x) Cause I’m sophisticated- lyrically elevated and your jaws are on the floor from the verbal tricks that I’ve created/ never dumb it down so yes I’ll risk the hatred, but you love how my rhymes are too complex to be debated (Verse 2) So now that coke and money have become the main dream, I’m gonna have the industry on the ground screaming bro don’t tase me! I’m like the rap IRS the way I take green, and your girl is thinking how many other ways can MC amaze me? I’m coming at the jugular of you and your lame team, when I roar on the mic your lil rap is a tame screen/ the fire marshal is watching me like I’m on the fame screen, cause when I step away from the lab you know I leave it flaming/ Swivvy Ghost moves like the wind and Tokey Mink will sway trees, I’m done being nice Russian roulette let’s play mean/ if you didn’t see the battle hear about how I came clean, and if his confidence is bruised forever then sorry but blame me/ when you ask if I’m the best the answer is never maybe, I’m sick of pop rappers who shine with fake gleam/ so I’m here to permanently change the way the game seems, I can spit an entire verse that rhymes with the same thing

-Once Upon a Time- Once upon a time it was a dark night a sharp knife flashed in the park right? Blood stains with dumb range were found in the mud lane/ in the morning moms mourning but no one knows who made the slash, the officer said we’re gonna catch this animal and put him in the cage at last/ see these types of slaughters had become a serial occurrence, contagious through the community a venereal disturbance/ the media made the assumption that these crimes were black on black, no evidence of evil doing but the blamed gangsta rap and crack/ so fears tears and suspicions soon spread like AIDs, everyone was terrified of nightfall even noon begged to stay/ so remain inside lock your doors until the moon is fed we pray the grim reaper looms by the tomb where the dead will lay/ everyone has skeletons under the rug where the dust is swept, officer O’Toole soon named a young suspect/ his name was DeShaun and he said they were wrong cause he was never gone after dawn, but O’Toole said we’re gonna convict you boy it won’t be long/ DeShaun had murdered a man in prison and swore never to kill another, tried by a jury of his peers but none of em were the same color/ the prosectution was convinced that this case was that strong, he had a bad rap a rap sheet and he makes rap songs/ racial resentment isn’t illegal so the falcon flies, no lie DeShaun is gonna fry by the lack of an alibi/ guilty is jail with no bail behind bars they won’t keep open, but then someone screamed I saw the whole thing O’Toole is a wolf in sheeps clothing! Yes you see it was true his blue uniform was red, he was sworn to protect and serve but was a murderer instead/ he couldn’t even debate that there was hate in his heart, can’t stand to see black creativity cultivate into art/ his blood thirst was mean he was always first on the scene, and now the whole police department was cursed it may seem/ because Goliath can always take down david without a big rock, and so began the history of cops who hate hip-hop

-I’m Sexy- (Verse 1) Yeah- the fortune and the fame, plus what I’m saying has got me on these girl’s brains/ me Pip and Price that’s camera action lights, ma let me see you dip it twice you do it cause I’m looking right? A flip and a kiss this is sexual karate, they drip when I spit but melt when they see my body/ everybody getting loose so shake it around and twist, what do I mean by I’m sexy? I’ll break it down like this/ S is for sensual slick slim and savvy, I spit some sweet game and shorties say you can have me/ E is for the ecstasy my eatery will bring, and the way I evoke these feelings has got you tingling/ X is for excitement let me explicitly explain, when Excalibur escapes the sex will be insane/ Y is for why not? I’ll get you to say yes, got you fiending for a thing you aint even seen yet (Chorus) I’m sexy- I got a fresh pair of jeans on rock style shades on yeah it’s True Playas ma/ I’m sexy- I got all the girls screamin, walk out the club and have all the girls leavin/ I’m sexy- I look so damn good (8x) (Verse 2- Priceless) ayo bitches all scream when I pull into the parking lot, if I blow a kiss to your chick I bet her heart will stop/ they pushin and shoving and kickin and punching, just to be close to the team and be seen in public/ and I love it- but she lovin it more, walk in don’t talk just drop your clothes to the floor/ I pay em no mind my eyes behind Chris and Dior, and the shoes I’ve got on you’ve never seen em before/ they be knowing that my ice so bright, the be like Price you cute and I don’t fight I be like you damn right/ I spend a G at the mall yeah I ball all types, I pull dykes floss ice yeah I’m just your type/ stop staring at my face girl you know that I’m famous, that’s exactly why they call it Tru Playas Entertainment/ the kid Price nice so I’m always doing it, and I enjoy making dudes like you look stupid (Verse 3- Epiphany) watch your step- I drop gwap like Vikki’s, got tough cats peace talkin like they was hippies/ I’m simply classic- mister original, the words are so new the verbs are pure digital/ I’m turning flips on you lames- I’m vannin, off the wall with a bad bitch tannin/ catch me in the coup all I’m doing counting cash, I’m a little different- see my swag got flash/ wanna hop on the money train then drop your drawers, I can rock any fella cause I rock they whore/ rock Dior- seven trues all on my hips, the Js so filthy they shotgun up in the whip/ buckle up- I got that rollercoaster sex, up and down side to side hop off- whoever next/ sexy aint a statement it’s a motherfuckin culture, the commander in chief- so salute me soldier

-Riddles- (Verse 1) So let me tell you about this girl she works as a receptionist, even though I’m with her I’m thinking of what next to get/ she’s always around my face trying to get me into something, she loves the way I talk to her and the way I press her buttons/ she gets her teeth blue double handed when the car goes, she’s hard to understand when she hits the bars low/ I know- cosmos will be her background, to get her off just find the red spot and push it back down/ she likes accessories different skins like alligators, to get my attention she makes sounds with her vibrators/ I’m so glad she upgraded from the sky pagers, she’s free after seven so we’ll spend time later/ she goes both ways and to me that feels fine, even if she talks to other guys I know she’s still mine/ so have you figured it out? Her identity isn’t well known, but just think about it add it up this girl is a cell phone (Chorus 2x) Riddle me this and riddle me that, I’ll riddle a twist and riddle a rap/ so can you figure it out- what the hell am I talking about? Listen to this twice it’ll blow your mind without a doubt (Verse 2) So move on to the next girl I can make a move on, this one is crazy expensive and doesn’t come with a coupon/ but when I turn her on she’s got a beautiful voice, and she’ll dye her hair for me any color of my choice/ don’t mess with her she’s strong yeah she can lift some bricks, and after some green apple schnapps she can automatically shift a stick/ sometimes I wish I was crazy and that I imagine stench, because it’s either that or she’s got a real problem with flatulence/ sometimes she bursts into tears and breaks down with no cause, but it’s perfect and it’s worth it if I service her exhaust/ on her own she can’t stay on track and is always gear shiftin, she’s not from Michigan but her favorite team is the Pistons/ when I’m inside her she hits the locks and it’s snug, even though she has a box she’s rolling with no gloves/ so have you figured it out? This one wasn’t that hard, just think about it add it up this girl is a car

-The White Powder Trilogy- (Verse 1) Ok you’ve got the drips behind your lips from your pinky fingertips, you’ve got your fix now ready- embrace the white pony bliss/ your peers hear fear when the snowy powder is near, but you can see it sharp and clear yup the razor is on the mirror/ complete the sale and stuff but is it pale enough? Bail on the puff kid and just rail it up/ now you know it aint small to get an eight ball, to tell your fortune it’s contortion like Humptey’s great fall/ cocoa can be black or white yeah it’s a magic seed, so grab a seat- and live out all your fantasies/ put it on your gums it’s supposed to feel numb, take a hit and witness a belligerent symposium/ if you fit the quota then it might just get to know ya, big as coca cola but nope we call it coke and yola/ the rich get fixed in to the musical depiction, the poor cook it in the kitchen but the common affliction is addiction You know what I’m saying? It’s messed up because this is just a straight poison, but we rappers perpetuate it like it’s the most glorious thing ever. You got these kids listening to these songs and they don’t know any better (so innocent) they get curious and want to go out and try some coke like Andre Nickatina or they wanna go sell some coke like Raekwon. Next thing you know you got crackheads all over the street, maybe hitting up old ladies for their purse, you know to feed the addiction. Always fiending for the next line looking for that pusherman, so let’s take a look at the other side of things. (I’m your pusherman) come here kids, I got some candy for you. (Verse 2) I push the cane down the lane and these kids go insane, forget all the pain if I push powder to your brain/ I get it across the border and children save up their quarters, feel the rush of the high then crash much lower/ I paid off the police so I’m part of the pyramid, the buyer becomes the seller flip a profit when I hear these kids/ energy ADD anything you can imagine, I’m not an ill eagle so I snatch them in my talons/ I start lacing everything so they all become addicted, conflicted at first but cursed and want to get lifted/ I’ve seen them fight through the night just to taste the white, the nature of the color is to conquer everything right? Feel the rush feel the bust and feel the crash, yo get your cash for my stash I know you’re coming back/ the community eyeing me cause they know I’m the pusher mayne, but they can’t do anything I only sell sugar cane Bet you didn’t see that coming cause it was sugar all along baby! This pusherman only deals in candy, I never said it was nose candy. And you can always count on me to give you what you need! So many different flavors, so many different styles, so many different white powders. I mean, there’s more than one right? Cocaine has already been covered, sugar has already been covered now so what do we gotta do next? Hmm, it’s gotta be a white powder right? (Verse 3) So break it down into little lines from the cube of big weight, now rub it down on the board yeah something like grip tape/ but don’t inhale it’ll infiltrate your rib cage, chalking while you’re talking now you’re coughing up in dismay/ so be easy son I mean it’s just magnesium, these rocks are just as white as the ones where young Jeezy’s from/ but I’ve been in more situations where the carbonite was mad clutch, sweaty hands and I might want to chalk up that bad landing to bad luck/ sprinkle sprinkle go ahead because it’s kosher, as I play The Bridge Is Over over the cliffs of Dover/ knights who would fight would use this on their opponents till they couldn’t see, that’s why it was an important component of alchemy/ but now I’m using it to move forward a little bit how bout you? Have you figured it out yet this is Riddles part two/ white powder gives us power so we’re all chasing the rock, but break it down metaphorically it just washes away like chalk See that wasn’t so hard was it? To listen to something different? Come on we can cover so many different things, just listen. That’s all I’m asking.

-Let’s Go (Cantina)- (Verse 1) Ok- party people in the house, like Slick Rick a quick sip of Bacardi in your mouth/ but nope none for me see I got something else, and it helps that I’m felt every girl just wants to melt/ so dudes- back up you better give me ten feet, I’ve never had to clack up but I can make men weep/ when I dust off the mic it’s like you lost your life, man shut off the lights yo it’s time to pay the price/ and when they’re back on girls we can get it on, let it play all along and say this my song! Then when I come through no greed but I’m a boss, the economy can’t move at the speed of my thought/ so no I don’t make it rain yo I just precipitate, and if you want to participate ladies you have to reciprocate/ that’s just how it is- we’re all having fun, at the cantina I need a three I aint leaving here with one (Chorus) Oh what you aint know? It’s time to start the show, so get heavy with the flow are you set? Ready go/ I’m not spending any dough but these girls are getting low, (hahaha) let’s go! (Verse 2) You don’t need to be dumb to get the beat of the drum, just skeet when you cum and leave when you’re done/ but it’s the lyrics when you hear it that makes it really fun, cause rap is back to training wheels and I’m poppin wheelies son/ and I don’t need to hold a nine cause I pack a nine volt, so I mean I’m on the grind when she kills the light bulbs/ like the energizer I mesmerize her, focus on hypnosis then disappear hocus pocus/ I’m bout to spliff me some skunk lean in the whip seat and bump, now where’s the fine line between tipsy and drunk? Well it doesn’t really matter just climb the climax ladder, she was a sneaky squirrel so many things she had to gather/ now back to the club yo pass me a dub, I’m trying to munch some grub but I might punch a thug/ this cat’s pulling on my polo but nope that’s a no no, that’s why I’m leaving with my girl and you’re playing Han Solo (Verse 3) All right let’s try to take something out of the mix, musical alchemist quell any doubts when I spit/ you wanna pout when you sit but the girls get loud and insist, that you get out and get lit so pucker up and take a kiss/ I’m the king of the club looking for a queen of diamonds, but always watch for deuces cause you know jack’s be eyein/ swag is an overstatement I’m just self-assured, but I’m not fitted up blinged out or manicured/ I’m just fly for a white guy so count to six in Spanish, that’s the time it takes for me to blow your mind and then vanish/ and when I’m gone half the club is empty, it’s a small world and all the girls left with MC/ I guess they like the bouncy flow eye of the tiger pounce and go, money amounts never low so I sit back and count it slow/ I’m under the par course down to earth but far north, this one is for the bar floors so let it play for star wars

-Salaam- Salaam. Now for those who don’t know, that means peace. And look- I’m not personally affiliated with any religion so these are objective, third person perspectives. (Chorus 2x) Why do we put up these partitions to create such division, be a lover you know that’s your brother from another religion/ the bible torah Quran what if they’re all wrong? Why can’t we all just get a long in the name of salaam (Verse 1) Judaism came first with the prophet Abraham, and brought a new generation the divinely awakened man/ there was a schism from the start over the rights to Israel, and they would face prosecution in the diary of a little girl/ Jesus wasn’t the messiah so they’re still waiting for that, the torah and old testament are the placement of the facts/ in Egypt they were minorities- slaves to be exact, until Moses came and freed them because he had their back/ the romans soon drove them out of the middle east, so they spread all over Europe to try and find a little peace/ you can’t blame these good people looking to live worry free, but then a powerful man hated because of his insecurities/ and then the strong survivors were sent back to Jerusalem, still waiting for the messiah knowing one day the truth will come/ the only problem is now everyone claims that as their holy land, so they’re currently facing hatred from Iran and the Taliban (Verse 2) So we move along through religion yeah on to Islam, you think every Muslim man will strap a bomb to him? Wrong/ they live around five pillars and pray five times a day, so they preach a lot of things that you have to alive to say/ they can’t conform to Christians there’s no god above Allah, and they’re based on peace and generosity- Shahada and Zakah/ and if America intervenes it doesn’t come at a cheap price, there’s always been a power struggle between Sunnis and Shi’ites/ so now this nation is like are you there it’s me god? Fox News told me that all Muslims have a jihad/ that fear of the unknown has been exploited for so long, but Jesus is the most quoted prophet in the Quran/ so I guess our beliefs really aren’t that far apart, you can’t tell someone they’re wrong if the faith is in their heart/ so ask yourself has any crusade brought about hope and joy? It’s time to see the dark side of Christianity the poster boy (Verse 3) So a man said he was heaven sent but where’s the evidence? He died two [millennia] ago but is still in the present tense/ he wanted to spread a message of peace and brotherly love, so the government left him nailed to a cross all covered in blood/ his followers wrote his teachings after he was dead, but he wasn’t even there to monitor what they said/ only their way of thinking was right and they couldn’t keep silent, so they would spread this religion through any means- even violence/ they were ruthless on this route and they rose to majority, disregarded other religions who possessed seniority/ and all these followers say that they will rise to a holy level, but more people were killed in the name of god than the name of the devil/ and now the media and government control the image right? Because how can a carpenter from the middle east look that shad of white? I guess all this is just an explanation for the after life, but all you need to do is open your eyes to see your own light

-Tiffany- (Chorus 2x) This is your conscious and you can’t get rid of me, strong people always lead and never follow timidly/ listen to me- you need to hear this epiphany, let me tell you this quick story about a girl named Tiffany (Verse 1) Tiffany was born in eighty five- a beautiful blonde girl, wealthy and white parents she had every opportunity in the world/ she was exceptionally bright the light was always on it may seem, had a unique talent for art- her paintings were amazing/ her parents read to her every night lovingly raised her right, but as soon as she got to preschool she saw things in a new light/ because the boys only complimented her for her looks- said she was tight, and the girls taught her to gossip about those she didn’t like/ she learned at a very early age that this world is superficial, you only have two hands to hold respect can’t afford to lose a fistful/ kids laughed at her passion for books- they thought it wasn’t relevant, and they actually made fun of her just for being intelligent/ so she made a choice one summer to do whatever it took to fit in, peer pressure was calling her and with deaf ears she listened/ she was thinking even if this kills me at least I’ll die cool, things got much worse when she got to high school (Verse 2) So high school came along and took away her virginity, she was a totally changed person- a different Tiffany/ the worst part is she chose not to make decisions smartly, had her first beer blunt and blow at the same party/ unprotected sex every weekend she didn’t see the repercussions, cause the cliques converted Catholicism with constant reproduction/ and you know guys today she couldn’t find a man who cherished good, became a regular customer at Planned Parenthood/ she couldn’t end the trends Hollister Abercrombie and Fitch, she died a little inside but playfully hit when called a bitch/ she did anything to stay on the cool guys’ good side, her self respect went down as popularity began to rise/ she was losing the grip on her life and wanted to calm it bad, but she didn’t know how to express that she lashed out at mom and dad/ so her only escape was drugs- they drove her ever desire, knowing she’ll eventually burn out if she continues to fuel the fire (Verse 3) Colleges wouldn’t accept her she wouldn’t let anyone protect her, she could have been a queen but a crack pipe is her scepter/ living fast with no cash and vices she had those, there was no intruder alert in her life what a fiasco/ she told herself she was doing all right but wasn’t being honest, she could only see in bloodshot and only speak in vomit/ she would escape reality and fly through the stars on a comet, then pass around STDs to anyone who said they want it/ she couldn’t take it- looking for someone else to place the blame, she couldn’t admit it was homeless Tiffany causing her all this pain/ there were other contributions but it was her who made the choice, following blindly with her ears instead of leading with her voice/ she painted one last picture of herself hanging from a noose, wrote this one will come true I have nothing left to lose/ she killed herself- cause she didn’t know who to call or trust, but don’t judge her too much Tiffany resides in all of us

-Vladmir- I awaken- unshaken, blood for the takin- slow racin/ uncontrollable so I could never tame this, you don’t want to meet me- hi my name is (Chorus 2x) (Vladmir) silently fill you with mad fear, (Vladmir) torn but never shed a sad tear/ (Vladmir) black cape (uh huh) sharp fangs, (Vladmir) why wait? Play my game (Verse 1) I was a victim of the tragic so I live on like its magic, a murder you never heard of and I drink like a savage/ sharp teeth no parts grief- I sleep in a coffin bed, bleed from your head cause Vladmir needs it instead/ a knife and hex between life and death made me jump the fence, my trust was wrenched between me and my need for sustenance/ I out survived my human side so who does that leave alive? Nobody as it seems as I cling to your bleeding life/ my impulse is in your pulse so I’m close to converting you, it’s like a stroke to provoke a cannibal throat from a virgin’s view/ I leave them spawned and then be gone- off to the next victim, I feed my needs when they bleed upon me lost to leave necks bitten/ a lone immortal cold controller cast no reflection, my blood course flower goes much slower it’s past your comprehension/ lust for tender necks at their slender best soft as cashmere, just remember death is better left at the hands of Vladmir (Verse 2) Pale skin I hail sin Van Helsing better watch his back, trails can’t win if you fail within a drama setter plots attacks/ I dress in black and have a knack to transform into a bat, a pressing fact is my soul is lacked so no platform for a pact/ I stay under covers the sun uncovers that I’m afraid of colors, memories of a distant breed never forget my painful lovers/ no one said I was immune the few who knew me are now dead, insane with pain and rage but occasionally hunger fills me instead/ so I exist exponentially this curse was sent to me, a fish in a plenty sea so I guess this is what I was meant to be/ shadow box the chatter pox and then take off in flight, some have to talk but I’d rather walk to top off in the night/ so you better watch out if you’re in range of my fangs, how strange is it to feel the blood drain from your veins? flip the script so my wit is laughing with the spatula, I’ll never spit it back at ya now it’s happy hour with Dracula

-Final Tomb- (Verse 1- Threepio) I don’t know what’s happening- the room keeps spinning around, so I keep my eyes focused on the ground/ paranormal activity allows me to digest the sound, from the canines to the pound/ I found a quiet room than I can make my final tomb, when I’m gone to whom do I owe the pleasure? The air’s lighter than a feather/ breathing becomes an obstacle, soon its evident that living is now impossible/ to maintain- even thinking hurts my brain, I try to meditate in an effort to try and stop the pain/ the blood in my veins coagulates into the color of rain, somebody stop this train/ I’m on the tracks careen out my lane- but it’s not my time to go, I’m in the grass watching the flower grow/ years go past I look and laugh while trying to do the math, how my body’s deceased yet my mind is stuck in the past (Chorus) Does your soul rest where your body is? Or is death just a metamorphosis? Become one with the creator until my mind is greater, get insight so I can design and find data/ does your soul rest where your body is? Or is death just a metamorphosis? So just in case I pass tonight, yo I’m prepared for what’s after life (Verse 2) I see nothing but the back of my eyelids, review back to the past reflect on this that I’ve lived/ a happy childhood- parents were divorced, of course though no remorse so I was forceful/ but not in rage and anger nah it was all internal, I flipped the page to danger and wrote in a rap journal/ couldn’t be in team sports- gymnastics is singular, personal glory this is the story of a man who thinks in thirds/ I blew through friends like I knew now end, grow apart I know it’s hard but I’ll never see you again/ I hid behind my rhymes- hid from what was hurting me, I tell you I’m the best so you won’t guess my insecurities/ but now I’m a part of history my mystery will live on, if you want the gist of me just listen to my songs/ so raise your toast high if my death is close by, I’m ready to die- I’ve been a ghost my whole life

-Ballad of a Poltergeist- (Choruse 2x) Life is kinda strange it can change overnight, everyone needs to wake up and smell the Folgers right? Yesterday I could walk now I glide with a colder flight, heed these haunting words- the ballad of a poltergeist (Verse 1) I’m the ghost in the machine the hoster of your dreams, not even the highest king could get close to this regime/ I’m a rock with no doubts thrown in a glass house, the visions on your couch when you slouch passed out/ I’m the smoke when you burn throat chokes stomach turns, if it’s close to your turn I just hope that you learn/ I’m neither dead nor alive I’m in your head I stay inside, if I’m not fed I still survive the message is read and not replied/ I’m the space that resides between your sunglasses and your eyes, the moon that clashes with the tides go head and ask me how I die/ I’m the one sworn on a bible forever thrown in a cycle, if you don’t hold me as your idol doctor Hyde controls the arrival/ I’m the fake in the thanks and the chill deal dude, I can be your greatest strength and your Achilles heel too/ if you try to steal truth for a fleeting second feel blue, no one can ever see me but really I’m the real you (Verse 2) I’m the mist on the beach- the fist when you preach, if your list is unique you get the gist of the speech/ I’m the attack without a plan- the shackles of a man, you know me like the back of your hand but you don’t have to understand/ I’m in ya to satisfy- the ninja to your samurai, a lullaby is an alibi now can ya give that a try? I’m the high point of a pinnacle hear me when you’re spiritual, something like a miracle how can I be this lyrical? I’m a shadow in the light- a castle in the knight, decorative tassel on your life not a hassle or a fight/ I’m the yin to your yang- the sin in your brain, the gin when it rains- your skin in the flames/ I’m the fifth wheel with three shoes invisible tree with deep roots, not a vehicle or cheap move I speed on a street luge/ you wanna hold the key dude? I’m how it feels to be shrewd, but when it comes back to you don’t look at me I’m see through