ARCHITECTS lyrics - Daybreaker

Even If You Win, You're Still A Rat

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Your life is ending one minute at a time Check the clock and stand in line. Hibernate 'til your life's passed you by. Please stop living like you're waiting to die. Keep up, keep up, Don't get left behind Don't slip up, slip up Chase that finish line They don't want you believing That your life deserves a meaning. Weary souls trying to forget. That we're all puppets with a lifetime debt. What a feeling built to break, Happiness with an expire date. Please stop living like you're waiting to die. Please stop living like you're waiting to die. Stitched into our lives Drained until we expire. Weary souls trying to forget That we're all puppets with a lifetime debt. We're all weary souls trying to forget. Keep two eyes on that intangible finish line. In this race we're all reduced to vermin. Keep two eyes on that intangible finish line. In this race we're all reduced, we're all reduced to vermin. Stitched into our lives. Drained until we expire. Your life is ending one minute at a time. Weary souls trying to forget That we're puppets with a lifetime debt.

Down

East West "East West"
Hiding behind the walls that I've fashioned here in hindsight, Keeping up the mask of the lies that have scarred my life tearing apart my flesh, for my flesh I feel this killing spree Now that you've gone and said it boy, can't you keep from dealing me, Talking about the other times, thought that I'd set you free, Saving the flesh to kill the spirit Down, Down, finding my way around Down, Down, turning my life around All of my life I've tried to get away from this, Talking about the way that I can sabotage my play, Now I stand here, another broken life come on boy, get up or get real Taking another look at the reality I've made, do I get up, to get up, or do I crumble Learning to face my fears, with God by my side come on boy, get up or get down Trying to keep this failure in my life to a minimum doing it by myself and the fear becomes a synonym Trying to forget the reason for all this pain come on boy get up or get real Giving away this Hell that I began to call my life starting to see an ending to the frailty of strife kneeling down fave first before the cross come on boy get up or get real.

39 Thieves

AESOP ROCK "None Shall Pass"
Hunters with their dogs and deer rifles Thousands of them line the pavement Like patient pupae waiting to become worms The people are dead, but the money keeps talking keep-keeps-keep-keeps talking The people are dead, but the monkey keeps talking, keep [Mr. Lif:] keeps-keep-keeps talking [Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:] (Another dark night) Teething I'm marking a beast sheep Like I walk in front of 39 thieves in a beat Smores over warm helvetica brown proper For the odd God or monster, proper to teleprompter Wild blue yonder, blue in the face, angel Blew into the bugles in lieu of the euthanasia Usually the shooter community chew the corpse But I see the wolves have already gotten to you and yours Day of the dead, play the ledge closely Train a barrel of monkeys to aim at the lowest bogey Dope the gonzo of what we sold choked socially Stole the golden fleece with the culture of total nobodies Earth rised, the divide up of fighting tribes All we do is watch 'em waddle back and forth lighting fires {Money money} Detonator, wire cutter, pliers Two cities and the one is broken up in tiny towns And I won't pose, I'm in the heart of the lion's throat For a photographic token of my primordial growth You parade around and kill, so damn proud Like a flatline fetish, had it's feathers fanned out War tore the symmetry, skipped into it gingerly Silk worms ping-pong ministry to ministry Hell's bells every which way the the wind blows So I bang my head against any wall you can build, go [Chorus: El-P] Another dark night, another not-all-right Another bad ritual, more botched surgery Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery" Vicinity wander, claim no soul Never let an anchor drop Never had a home, never talk to strangers Never trust a friend This is the life and the life will not end [Mr. Lif:] Money [x8] [Aesop Rock (El-P) {Mr. Lif}:] Next time think 39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks... Raise your drinks 39 thieves are quicker than 40 winks We're not concerned with the community aloofness Duke, we're animals, we just go where the most food is Lower the toast, most formal etiquette is useless Truth is you're equally expendable if spoon fed {Money money} Money is cool and I'm only human But they use it as a tool to make the workers feel excluded Like the shinier the jewel the more exclusive the troop is Bullets don't take bribes stupid, they shoot shit (Another dark night) Calicos tread around the rabbit hole Weapons to the heavens and arsenic where the carrots grows Piss warmed sugar water wore the summer canteen Plus burned rubber like "green is the new green" Rubber necks froze, slows by the multiplex Rodeo commotion, I'm open to see what culminates Bougie on the right, left rep rebel force Both say the feudal group the parking lot was never yours Black top pebble wars Soldiers mold it where the Jones is every grown up Want the code again to get to grow in No motive, it showed up in dose quotas Hog barn burner come see if your homes hold us Eighty-five rattle-trap parked through fancy Which swayed with stepping out of Comanche, antsy Let us in the jetty when they jettison the medicine And paranormal hatchet and cadets to break the levees in {Money money} Both know the totem camaraderie Token of equality, they post it horizontally Chronicle the loading dock, they crawl to lodge the colony Half-massed flags, half caps stole the properly And sleep the sleep of the just ready on the left Where the witchcraft spun out of a neighboring sect With the usual undesirables and the big brother cutters On the day your name became "This Motherfucker?" [Chorus: El-P] Another dark night, another not-all-right Another bad ritual, more botched surgery Better follow the bread crumbs back in fact, urgently Or waddle through this section where the natives feel "murdery" Vicinity wander, claim no soul Never let an anchor drop Never had a home, never talk to strangers Never trust a friend This is the life and the life will not end [El-P:] This-is-the-life [x3] [Mr. Lif:] The people are dead, but the money keeps talking This-is-the-life [Mr. Lif:] Talking This-is-the-life [Mr. Lif:] Money money This-is-the-life

Win, Lose or Draw

SCARFACE "My Homies"
(feat. DMG, Johnny P, Lo-Ke) Win...Lose...Draw...Die [Scarface:] I read the book of Revalations and now I realize we in revalations and on that note I make this statement For all the young guns to become one to die young because the world is filled with hatred and they aim to blame our sons and I done seen down the barrel of a strap before but I don't wanna die no mo', I fear the reaper help us Jesus, help to keep us away from all the sadness and deliver us from the hate that cause the madness I'm glad its installed in me from day one Believe in something because most of my homies believe in nothing and paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be praying for it eventually you'll have your day in court and I done been a witness to homocide seen a whole family die before the stones of diamonds in the sky through my bloodshot eyes feel the hurt and all the hate that I've trapped inside because the hurtin' hard to ache there's a smile on my face but, that's to keep a man from crying cause deep down inside, I know I'm dying I'm born for it, gon' take some time to getting used to and Satan I know that your listening but I rebuke you and refuse to let you capture me and kill my will just to survive the game of life, win or lose do or die, refuse to let you capture me to kill my will to survive the game of life, win or lose, do or die [Chorus (Johnny P):] [2X] Whether we win or lose this life to do or die but sometimes we lose the will to win and wonder why [DMG:] Open my hands like a book years and years me and my notebook I take a close look Peep it dread see myself failing a felon on the verge of 1-8-7 but I ain't ever wanna do it 'cause homocide never solved it, just momentarily resolved it we've all been involved in the calling of a loved one oldest ones the young ones the smartest one the dum-dums and not begun with some and they all probably died with none by the gun that's on the one, two, three and the fo's for life I slap five on the black hand side I realize the future lies among my two sons and daughter so I pray to God just for tomorrow In lieu of the drama I move my momma but the poverty's prolonging the pain plugging my arteries and veins with strains when I lose in this game [Chorus] [Lo-Ke:] 12/11/73, a young little huster was born torn from my momma's womb in the midst of the storm never warned I was going through a world of stress never knew that I was born for death, may God bless My pops died when I was thirteen, I'm still tripping forget living, I'm on a suicidal mission tears dripping from my eyes as I look up at the sky asked the higher power why my old man had to die It was hard to say goodbye I tried to hide what I feel forget the wife forget the will (naw, chill; naw, chill) I'm at your gravesight, latenight trying to figure out would I see your smiling face if I commence to dig you out I'm all about the cheese, I plan to see you once again but I can't make through the night without commiting a sin I had to realize there wasn't no friends, backstabbin I had to watch my own back while I was out mashin' closed caption for the hearing impaired have you ever seen your closest homey laid out buried and dead I shed a tear even though I'm not supposed to cry I can't lie I ain't ready to die, I ain't ready [Chorus]

Ghetto

SNOOP DOGG "Snoop Dogg Presents: Tha Eastsidaz"
HOOK: Kokane and Nate Dogg I was born... coming up from the ghetto Where the OG's never let go This is somethin I had to know Had to be real sneaky Watched niggas that tried to creep on me Stay away from the ones that's sheisty That's what my momma always told me When ya livin on the eastside, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I never knew what my life would be, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I'll show what I'm talkin bout, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto When ya comin from the eastside, ghetto In the ghetto, ghetto I see you takin bills [Kam] I'm ready to ride, ready to roll Ay check this mack I bet you're boyfriend aint knowin That I'm steadily blowin your back out Watch me track out on these niggas and bounce out on these hoes Get at em like what's up trick you know how it goes It's Friday night, the club is about to close And I was lookin fabulous So I, got up to stretch 'bout to catch me one of these stragglers True eastside dogs, and we barkin not simpin Yo holmes 'bout that time to start this parking lot pimpin I keep that thang, huh, posted in the same spot Nothin but my khaki shorts, house shoes, boxers and my suede shine I'm from the home of the riots That's before the peace died but I'm still hollin out eastside [Goldie Loc] Uhh, what y'all busters gon do When the pimps, bangers, and hustlers smash on you It aint about who's sellin the most caine Put us all together nigga see you run thangs If you can't hang, stay the fuck out the kitchen Bitch I'm ghetto fabbed out, so fuck politickin Waitin for a chance and the shit it never happened Time is money, and when you get it keep it clackin All you hear is, with my two inch twist I keep the goodyear grip, so the dubs don't slip If you want my claims, I think you besta make a change So close your eyes when I let my back end hang I ride til the motherfucking wheels fall off Domie's got daytons, Goldie's got daytons [Tray Deee] All burnt to the turf up in a goddamn fool Old school motherfucker breakin jaws and rules Choose to bang, who's to blame but myself and the set All my peers through the years steady gettin it whet Give me a rep, that's what I wanted most in my life Did it all like a hawk, so I'm totin my stripes Will I quit it, I'm comitted til the day I drop Slangin rocks, sprayin shots, sayin fuck the cops Locked up in the Chevy and my switches is hot Gave em pain as I swang on the bitches I sopt Bandanna on the antenna swangin and ridin Eastsidin, ghetto life is invitin [Snoop Dogg] Me and my brother had to walk to school I used to get him he downposed for joe cool A couple of dickies, with some quarter sacks Damn cuz I can't believe my kinfolk gave me that Had a nigga lookin G'd up With the scarf on my head, stealin sheets on my bed I seen baloney sandwiches without no motherfuckin bread I stole a pack of chips with the big homie Fred Now we sippin on some kool aid I got suspended from school for cussin out the teacher's aid And now I'm bout to get a whoopin, but you know I'm steady woofin On the side where they ride the most Eastside is the beach, westside is the coast And we ghetto like a motherfuckin hot buttered toast In the mornin with some government cheese (government cheese) We keep it ghetto like a nigga shootin dice on his knees Get your money first rule number one, hello Livin it up is livin life in the ghetto HOOK

Moving On

GOOD CHARLOTTE "The Young and Hopeless"
When I think about my life I wonder if I will survive To live to see 25 or will I just fall? all my friends, they just keep dying. People round me, always crying. In this place that I like to call my home. Not everybody knows,that everybody goes to a better place. Not everybody knows that everybody could be living their last days But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on. We're moving on. Keep moving on. Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust. On without the things we've lost The things we've gained we'll take with us. And all ive got are these two hands To make myself a better man I wonder if I'll ever see the end of this. With all this rain it just keeps fallin On my head and now I'm calling Out to someone else to help me Make it through. Not everybody knows, that everybody goes to a better place. Not everybody knows that everybody could be living their last days But the hard times will come, and we'll keep moving on. We're moving on. Keep moving on. Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust. Pain. Hate. Lies. Guilt. Laugh. Cry. Live. Die. Some friends become enemies some friends become your family. Make the best with what you're given This ain't dyin, this is livin. Said we're movin on And we got nothing to prove To anyone Cause we'll get through We're movin on and on and on and on (etc) Life. Hope. Truth. Trust. Faith. Pride. Love. Lust. Pain. Hate. Lies. Guilt. Laugh. Cry. Live. Die. Some friends become enemies some friends become your family. Make the best with what you're given This ain't dyin, this is livin.

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