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Values
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Fly
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In This Day
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World Of X
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released 15 February 2011
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- Track Name: Values
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Verse 1:
i started off inside a world full of rhythm and beats
and it got to me that there might be a position for me
behind this music i could use it consume it and make a usage
rather than feeling broken, poor, completely useless
my own determination got me wanting it all
every pyramid i climb can't falter and fall
and i would give it out for free its a personal joy
but also an occupation, and its self employed
and if you value what you do you should give it a price
its not a greedy state of mind just a piece of advice
its only ninety nine sense not a lot in a track
if you change it to percents thats a lot in a rap
and the one cent left full of stress and nonsense
to separate myself from a basic content
cuhz if assimilated, really nothing is new
i shot down my pride, and my thoughts of value
Hook:
so what's your values what you put in a price
and what's your values what you put in a mic
what's your values when you taking a life
and what's your values how your living tonight(x2)
Verse 2:
some call it business earning interest a commission and dues
and if you love your nine to five then this saying is true
if you enjoy what you do every day and a night
then you'll never have to work another day in your life
and if you're good at what your doing never do it for free
its not a robbery its not selling out your beliefs
cuhz everybody gotta eat or a baby to feed
so its an honest waste of talent and the power recieved
like a superhero hiding in the guise of a man
and he's afraid, what he does, not according to plan
but, you can change a life and make some changes in yours
its not a war or a quest, a figure your fighting for
feelings of satisfaction, something achieved
like when you made it to the top and its easy to breathe
cuhz its not about the money, its a personal gain
but if it comes along, take the fortune and fame
Hook:
so what's your values what you put in a price
and what's your values what you put in a mic
what's your values of you living a dream
and what's your values of you making a means(x2)
Verse 3:
and this time is limited, death becomes imminent
everything you work, deserts, divide dividends
i don't wanna end, pretend its all evident
even in my death i'll still be unlimited
thinking out loud, for a closer approach
so all the people in the crowd know, what're my goals
i lay it out its in the open, like a scar from a knife
its ironic cuhz i hide behind a shadow of light
and the reason could be any or a many or few
its like an ante to a gamble that i'm waiting to lose
its like a different point of view, different color of chips
and its a reason why a player hates the aces he gets
cuhz the pot is never big everybody is fold
so do winners ever win when the tables are cold
but its either big or small, how they see the amount
in the end its not the money, but the player that counts
Hook:
so what's your values what you put in a price
and what's your values what you put in a mic
what's your values in a bad and a right
and what's your values in a shadow of light(x2) - Track Name: Fly
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Verse 1:
tell me i'll never make it that flying is but impossible
your dreams are never worth it you circling every obstacle
pointing out the problems in a state of confusion
you got a lot of nerve to talk when you're not a solution
and now you're clipping all my feathers and its hard to react
before i'm blinking, now i'm sinking from a stab in the back
and all these hunters got a rifle and they aiming to shoot
if i could lose them for a second in this mountainous view
then maybe i can show my homie that its better at top
instead of said and done and doing things to making a stock
but its lonely in the efforts, and its usually fruitless
lot of journies that begin have a moment of weakness
i don't wanna be somebody in the thought of regret
so i gotta take a leap of faith every chance that i get
so let me open up my wings disappear with a flash
this path is never easy, what i'll tell you is that
Verse 2:
and i swear inside this scenery places that i be seeing
is a different point of view a cleaner air i'm breathing
where the reason is clear my future without a shade of grey
nothing in my way can stop from seeing clear as day
put me in the open a center of field of fires
let my body turns to ash, gradually getting higher
another day in motion and the only way to focus
is breaking communications with people of no importance
i know its the reality casually make fatalities
of friends and family memebers, blinded by my insanity
visions in my eyes are binded by seven demons
while i'm reaching for the sky they dragging me down with em
the weaker that i'm getting the reaper is getting closer
but i'm almost at the exit just a hundred foot border
feeling is overboard, not a second left to waste
you make it or you don't, its a chance that shouldn't wait - Track Name: In This Day
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Verse 1:
put me in a broken home ill turn it to a mansion, a palace
give me a dirty cup ill turn it into lil jon's chalice
balance of power ruins these minds of weaker people
who doesn't see beneath this surface there's greater evil
like the moment you shine, every moment that your famous
the game is confusing, using you, jokers in a circus
nowadays i'm nervous when the purpose is defeated
believing in something bigger is just bound to be deleted
expecting something different is the outcome of insanity
happily ever after the nevers of reality
peace and love and all the good things above
in containers of a drug like an opium
overdose to focus, my emotion, my motive, my hesitation
like guns, locked and loaded, send a communication
and the message it begins, "should a Dark Knight rise,
even superhero's fall, every man has a price"
Hook:
in this day... where every man goes blind
the only thing you see is, what you left behind
in this day... where the sun don't shine
a bullet in your head is what, crossed your mind
Verse 2:
now is it my position to tell you what you should listen to
is information granted to topple the ones on top of you
if knowledge is power then the root of all evil
are people who makes comparisons between fair and equal
so judge and jury, and hypocritiques in the pack
what goes around will come around and stab you in the back
surely as i know it, its maybe my new lowest
the closer the oppurtunity comes i run over it
spinning the wheels of destiny, never to hit the lottery
lot of luck involved with physical technicalities
barely bury the very truth we deny
for moments of happiness several seconds of sunshine
like rolling the dice, everybody gets a numb3r
and the bottom of the roll gets delivered in a gutter
its butter to a knife like a shadow to a light
and the only thing you change is the outcome of your life
Hook:
in this day... where every day goes night
you can never take back, what you take from life
in this day... as you hold this knife
you're a puppet on a string, can't control your life
Verse 3:
if its fame and fortune the money that really matters most
then paper trails are nothing like catching another friendly ghost
this parasite and host are like a banquet to the toast
closest things in common are the bullets from your throats
so user beware, use of immediate software
attracts a bad attention like appliance of spyware
and everybody knows the only way to keep a secret, the secret
is kill the memory before it gets repeated
don't wanna be reminded of finding a different mindstate
state of mind is missing when there's nothing in the bank
the tank is half empty, putting pressure on the gas
and the only question now, how long will i last
its a mountain of a drive, and im barely at the median
God is this a joke, you must be a comedian
cuhz every other path and with every other way
comes 25 to life and forever and a day
Hook:
in this day... where you wish to die
and the memories you hold can't be kept alive
and this day... hope it ends tonight
but you know that this day is 25 to life - Track Name: World Of X
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Verse 1:
i can be your enemy or maybe i'm your closest friend
i'll let the secret out when you sick of hearing X again
cuhz all he does is run his mouth, whats he really all about
hides behind a shadow, so why should i even hear him out
possibly just full of shit, nothing that he says he is
everything he's feeding us is toxic and its hazardous
quicker that the poison spreads, faster the infection is
huge amounts to overdose injecting every city kid
it'll get you feeling good, ain't nobody doubting that
major high to get you by like sunny days and starry nights
crashing is a problem though, system hitting overload
brain is fried wanna die, dire need of antidotes
underground supplier though, not a pharmaceutical
so two of X or three of X, never therapeutical
one is just a good amount, but careful when you swallow it
lovely as the coating looks, don't know whats inside of it
Verse 2:
just another fleeting dream, something that you try to chase
escaping when you need me most, cravings never go away
told you only take me once, always need the other stuff
jack and coke and ketamines, eventually i'm not enough
basically a new addition, better high new affliction
done with me, but i'll come back with a brand new track a new addiction
think of it, taking time, time apart, surely fine
know what its like to hang around the same ole ppl every night
gets retarded, then repeated, more redundant, i receded
gets no fun when its said and done, same damn thats been repeated
take a breath, , one more thing to keep you eager
good alone, but i'm better on, a couple beers and a tiny reefer
take a hit, let it rip, final puff will get you lit
eyes turn red and its in your head that one more shot oughta keep u dead
knock it back, let it loose, another world you're climbing too
a world of X thats better then drugs, guns, money, and sex - Track Name: Libera Me From Hell Remix
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it started with a heatstroke beat while they pump my chest
i jumpstart with this drill better hold your breath
spiral down to my world where i dig for dirt
put work where it counts don't count the work
headfirst like a jetburst strike the nerve
i'm all dig, dug, done go and do your worst
i've been through the mission impossibles
no pain, no gain, pain is optional
so optical, optimal, up to prime
these dreams that i touched were untouchable
now they really wanna stop whats unstoppable
you can break all my bones i'm unbreakable
unshakeable waves tryna rock the boat
stand firm on my ground i'm immovable
moving through, removing the obstacles
feel the force of my gravity consuming you
recycle bins, cycle the trash again
in another man's junk, my closest friend
cuhz i live for the struggle, and i live for dirt
and its all in the eyes its dirtpay or paydirt
specks, and crumbs, pecks, picks, and covers
dead, dumb, dumber what else to discover
a lip lock, deadlock, fight to tip top
chokeholds versus my deadly headlock
nonstop action, action packed
my reaction to that is i kick it back
from a backdraft, flashback, aftermath
the only math that i'm after is after facts
after that, how will they snap it back
put the piece to the puzzle don't mix and match
start from scratch, luck and amounts of chance
make random encounters big fish to catch
with a hook, line, sinker, reel
to the hearts of the matter leave my body here
shed the tears, moment is crystal clear
gotta fight for the freedom don't fight the fear
when you use it, abuse it, and make it yours
in the coffin i find what i'm searching for
and when my strength is depleted at the darkest hour
still i row, row fight the power
