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AB-SOUL lyrics - Longterm Mentality

Almost There

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[Verse 1: Ab-Soul] I know exactly how it is to feel like no one cares About the hard work you put in but who said life was fair? It sure wasn't me I take the bitter with the sweet And boil it in the pot make it hard to eat I said If I'm going to play I'm going to play for keeps Raise stakes, take stage, speak my peace Make my pay, take my lady on a date Send my parents on a cruise - living Somewhere with a killer view Oh the irony I spew But for now the studio couches gonna have to do I ain't going to take what I ain't earned myself Foolish pride That's what you need to survive It's do or die So step aside I don't mean no trouble Just want to be someone that CJ could look up to Oh, and just so you know When I'm on the road I'm at the travel lodge not the W [Hook: Ab-Soul & BJ the Chicago Kid] Almost there, almost there, almost there The finish line is in sight but I'm almost there Almost there, almost there Almost there, almost there, almost there Even if the sun don't shine the sun don't shine Almost [Verse 2: Ab-Soul] Somebody asked me, what you mean by longterm mentality, actually? So I had to break it down: Don't get caught up in the now Focus on the years abroad Cause today you're here but tomorrow you could be gone Singing the same old song And who's the place to blame on? Other than you Whatever it is you do From slanging eight balls to graduating from school Just gotta see it all before it happens I ain't saying see a psychic I'm just saying have a Idea of what you're accomplishing You'll have a greater chance to accomplish it You know a little strategy, premeditation Wins races nine times out of ten As if losing's ever an option Had to bust my own bubble I really thought I was poppin' (Not quite) [Hook] [Verse 3: Ab-Soul] Just know your future's right around the corner Opportunity galore for ya More and more you'll start to see it's no limit to what you can be In any event, eventually Treat your first like your last time Cause it might be your last time That's what I learned last time Look forward to looking forward in my pastime You just letting time pass like "that's fine", as wine Contrary to popular belief, I want the peace They say I'm headed hellbound at God's speed Gazunteight, or bless me if you like As I, put my faith in this bud and budlight I've been patiently waiting for a track to explode on Talk my shit, drop my load on Hold on, I don't think you know how close I am By the time this song's done I'm already there

Future Shock

Evil Dead
Fighting for what cause? to them it's unknown The sixities brought peace and love, with homage to Vietnam The seventies was Watergate, three-mile island the tragic fate The eighties We build our A.R.M.S., public scandals in Iran The nineties you can be assured, bombshelters for the weak strong. Another bombing, another hijack, We'll never get our hostages back, brutal murders 'til the end Atomic safety, non-existant, Chernobyl's burning, We won't miss it ... radioactivity in their brains Dumping toxics in the sea, Governmental heigharchy, Killing creatures, extinct breed ... No emotions We must face, rise of the synthetic race Building empires - demonic power ... The social class claims Democratic, slowly fading to phlegmatic Computers rule, now We panic ... Prepared for battle, been sold for slaughter, Say goodbye to Son Daughter, The Future; a dying matter ... Want to live? The choice not yours, You've become prisoners of war, Apocalypse is now at hand ... Inflicting torture unjust to Man, merciless killings, Throughout the Land, the holocaust - alive again ... A CALL TO ARMS WON'T HAPPEN HERE WITH AFGHANISTA AND LYBIA nuke 'em all, make 'em glow! The whore of the beast, ten horns from the East, Hail from the skies, cracking the Earth, The walls of the Cities, crumble to dust, The Nations witness the final blast, Prophets of rage, in the last age, Maybe We'll learn from Human remains ... solo: Gonzales The politicians' dug our grave, for mocking war our lives we gave, The time has passed to make some peace, the guilty minds now ruled by beasts', The World we know, does not exist, no sign of life, THE FUTURE SHOCK In Armageddon none survive, the Human race can't be revived. solos: Gonzales, Garcia

Time To Believe

Clay Crosse
Scott Cross Ice is forming on the river The barges are held in tow Cold grey dawn, chilling to the bone Must be ten below Somehow you feel lost and alone out there Feeling like you ought to leave Such hard living in the cold cold world People its time to believe Sounds tear through the morning You pull yourself from your bed Try so hard to quiet your mind Dodging thoughts of that lies dead ahead A chance to be dashed on the rocks Fooled by friendly lights Shining solely to decieve Such hard living in this cold cold world People its time to believe I say people its time to believe Remember when storm clouds come Soon the sky's gonna clear Just put your faith in Him Let Him wipe away your tears

Revolutionary Warfare

NAS "God's Son"
(feat. Lake) [Lake] uh uh huh, lets go, yeah! [Nas] Uh, ghetto children singing 'singing' [Nas] See they eager to learn 'uh hum' [Nas] how to become the next world leaders 'Bravehearts'! [Chorus: Nas] Revolutionary warfare is all fair loving war for the cause I gotta take you off here Revolutionary warfare is all fair loving war for the cause I gotta take you off here [Nas] Book one, strategy, tactics, techniques Look dumb, but massively notice the weakness, in all them Gotta shoot only if necessary Homey vest is very real if enemies carrying heavy steal Beware the thugs who ain't scared of blood or jail time Where Arian nations ain't having integration, we so blind The beauty of life, was when my mom said nigga you could be Christ I wasn't old enough to hold my dick and pee right, 'Jesus'! What is he like I picture him standing with diamonds on him Little different from the way my mommy saw him Practice your aiming, physical training in, difficult terrain and Test your endurance, try to keep your stamina banging Splitting dutches up, strap up, the armies is school Teaching smart ways to kill, I'm thinking Ghandi was a fool But chronic's a fool; got me thinking out loud, fuck it Sleep on my drunkenness I'll blow your brains out [Chorus] [Lake] My revolution is as real as Bobby Seale's, I build With dudes and cribs worth a quarter mill, in dix hills for fish scale, to cop guns, the time come I'll mask up and get my comrade off the bus Fuck the beef I'll snatch your seed, from chuckie cheese And feed him to the rats in the back of the P's Black fatigues and on the sofa 50 inch flat screen Louie Vitton holdsters My motions don't appeal to repel at divisions I did it strong for 7 long years in prison, fuck the system I'm like a modern day Hitler, black gorilla, crip and blood in one nigga Only killas know my face I beat a case for shooting at the police, nigga, the name Lake Though simultaneously the street revolution 21 gun salute the new Huey Newton [Chorus] [Nas, Lake] [N] Teach y'all women how to hold the family down in case something happens to his fathers [N] Protect the children, grab revolvers [N] The women plays important part of our life force [N] So what we fight for, my heart goes to you beautiful wife in war [L] Uh, And listen more talk less [L] Watch all and trust none, demand your respect [L] And be ready to die for what you believe in [L] And ride all the time not just when convenient [N] Justice and freedom, wisdom and understanding [N] We the lost children of Israel in this western world region [N] You ain't a man you a coward if you cant support the girl you put a seed in [L] Strong rule the weak, but the wise rule the strong [L] It's more to a war than just getting it on [L] Conceal your form, cover your tracks [L] Stay prepared I don't care if no one's spared [Chorus: x2]

Triple Optics

DILATED PEOPLES "The Platform"
Dilated Peoples Hook: I work the angles sharp and precise Dilated Peoples so you better build twice Act like ya know not now but right now Dilated Peoples Skills I possess Iriscience: I go through riddles (what?) So I don't leave a scent I travel both directions but leave one set of prints It's just a little trick Of the indigenous Developing inner visions of what religion is I caught the understanding and the underhanded I plan to build my ship been banded to another planet Under heavy surveillance Many different agents Some are camouflage others are very blatant I study weapon systems and vocal fighting forms I maybe lose a head, the thoughts are highly formed Like time times time times time is time squared Wipe ya ass sayin' ? you don't rhyme fair But I never dummy lyrics and they kick it to my people It's about communication not a rappers ego Messages I sneak in they seem to seep in Mixed with alcohol and weed on the weekend Shared among friends like various sins One day it clicks it's no longer dim Time release capsules humble the headstrong Your thoughts of taking me head on are dead wrong Hook Evidence: Evidence the master of Aketo I let go, karate confrontations Evidence scientist in innovation I locks on when I travels around planets Smooth but got a ruff edge like Pulitzer pianists ? your attack receive payments for the cadence A in this, you get fit fowl with flagrance Free agents on the dotted line more hard to sign Not easily impressed with gold mines and whole nines I'm somewhere in-between never rushed and in a hurry And when I swing my bat I don't think I'll miss like baseball Fury the jury's hung Converted and got no chance Dilated comes first the rest are second like Stu Lance Oh yes it get better everyday The A-1, is my mind on vintage display? Unattended in this case (The Ace two steps ahead) Everyday is Mayday and best friends are Feds But I know this that's why they closest In a crisis situation you negotiate first I'm perfectly focused Strategic and in a zone It was radar detected but my speed was unknown Anonymity, that's my key to survival Ev is not for Evidence it's for all the dense on trial Just remember in this game it take two to tango Don't go to them let them come to you And work the angles Hook

Garbage

AESOP ROCK "Float"
The ritual goes, same window different visual. Wing of wax, or wing of gold leaf Choose one. Float or plummet 20 thousand cold leagues My nourishment's provided in the summer So that I wonder How y'all chasin' dreams when most tangibles still outruns ya Hail dirty doll immaculate performance Warm as the march of a billion torches forward to burn what I born at Cut and paste alertness to current set is provided quick Shimmy the pirate ship mast, spot the islands on the sovereign in her bow Facing, let's salute the embrace pertinent generals who turned innocent hermits to burning spectacles. Flirtin' with a serpent workin' overtime Drain the battery, siphon the poison and flood his majesty's hatchery. I was riding on the yellow bus to where the brush thickens. Yeah, an it ain't exactly plush pickin's I'd rather take the time to burn every last bridge I've ever crossed beneath the sun Than live my life knowin' you may one day follow me over one. Snake bite Breath too heavy to hold. Caught up in the wake of the red witch tryin' to swim it. Ran for the sake of dead click stripped of idyllic image Steal a sloppy earth meal feed my pottery wheel to model colossal vision Thrill, shrunken with a bucket of pennies I'ma drag my sneakers through the dirt like alligator bellies 'Til the cloud burst Honor and a loud thirst submersed in a trap Little drummer boy vs. thunderclap In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand. No enigma, an attempt to bury the hatchet Rendered me victim of deviltry plus wounded like stigmatics Somethin's somethin hazardous I smell an inch of difference in this mornin's pollution pistons and how the loose ends drift in My sour patch institutions slipped in amidst the invaders and, Pardon my tone but, This garden's grown fuckin' acres since my visit. Itchin' to count the layers in the blizzard to that chapter where my family inserts the dagger and twists it. It's the carnival, have you any sweets for my weary kin It's the carnival, have you any feed for my cheery grin It's the carnival, welcome, play our games you'll never win Coz it's that carnival where every freak show spectacle's your friend. An' I'm a, Ghostly galleon, tossed upon cloudy seas Antifreeze to glacier cookin' a look of fiery nature It's the, Ceilin' feelin' too heavy to bless the I-beams for a fraction more collapse (I left sorry) that to your door. Bitchin' my back to hell's kitchen, back Burnin' murder machinery, released regardless of the pardons Hitchin my life to the leash of one minstrel Sick of same window different visual Same agnostic hostage different ritual Play, cooperative supercolony clash (I heard we have a dust collection - let me see it) Ooh, I duel this underdog verse forced adaption to the marbles of the now Since then my knuckles haven't once dragged on the ground. In a city of garbage, tryin' to reap the harvest Adaption is the trap in which the artist meets the forest Swing your little axe or be an oak tree if you can Either way, adapt to circumstance or play you final hand. The ritual goes, same window different visual. The ritual is same fuckin' window different visual.

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