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born to live in your state of confusion life's only illusion visionary dreams of logic penetrates the unconscioness unproductivness, worthlessness encumbered by your massive guilt trapped inside the cell you've built trails of torment inscribe your soul darkness calls upon the weary soul visionary dreams of logic penetrates the unconscioness uncontrolled contemplation too senseless to see the logic uncontrolled, uncontrolled uncontrolled I've found a life thats real a hole in my heart to fill freed from all useless dreams a doctrine with no beliefs

W.R.O.H

AB-SOUL "These Days..."
[Intro - Ab-Soul:] All my life All my life [Bridge - Ab-Soul:] I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was tight I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was sick I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was ill I say all my life, all my life, all my life I knew I was I'll be here [Verse - Ab-Soul:] Everywhere, tell the truth you wouldn't dare Cross me like the gold you wear Soulo flow like the solar flare in the open air So much smoke that I'm comatose, but I still want mo' TDE generals, she ain't spiritual but she still want Soul God bless, God body, no fear in nobody, no thing Can I proceed? Collect all of my proceeds Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul) Yeah, and I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's sober hopin' so it's 'stood I'm in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major I don't even write rhymes, I really shouldn't have to sign paper to dominate the Game yall praise on hand and knee, just waited till it came to me I just kept it real with yall, keeping it real with me [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN:] Cause I ain't got no fear, under the atmosphere Trying to stay high, as long as we down here Listen closely, see what we bout here Who really bout that, you'll see when the smoke clears Cause we really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here!) We really out here! (We really out here, yeah yeah yeah!) [Verse 2 - Ab-Soul:] Uh, and it might not be such a bad idea if I never went home again Fuck the same hoes again, bumpin' "Druggies Wit Hoes Again" with my bros again No, I want the world chico and everything in it Every beverage with Codeine in it How the fuck you say I sold my spirit? I'm still taking blows at the Senate Claims of Illuminati, I'm just tryna Illuminate Praise to the most high, God, Jah, Allah, Yahweh Selassie eye and I'm proud to say, I never need a 9 by my waist Niggass still respect my gangster, celestials respect my space And I just might be in your hood Causin' havoc with my bros, and instill all to the good Horse and carriage when I roll, it's over ho, it's over stud I was overlooked, I went overboard now I'm overbooked Ab-Soul-Lute just, my life is like an open book Read between the lines nigga I did this shit legally blind nigga Yeah, Soulo ho, Carson arson with Del Amo (Knock Knock!) Tell your folks I said hello, I ain't never scared [Hook - Ab-Soul and JMSN] [Bridge - Ab-Soul] [Break - Ab-Soul (Interview):] These days, at this point in my life, I kinda really wanna use music to help people get through their days instead of just staying in the dumps, just keep going. Bring light to the situation, maybe, you know, try to find your own personal message in that incident, that experience and try to move forward [Battle Verse 1 - Ab-Soul:] Y'all got me, everything good, y'all can hear me? Before we start, lemme just say this, lemme just say this I'm dating you Day Wait, wait, pause No gay shit What's the difference between a date and a day anyway Day? A date is a day that's marked I'm smart, and just cause I know you love 'em so much I came with name flips for days, tailored just for Day I'm expecting Day to base his verse on data based on turds My database said Day the basehead that date a basehead Is he dope? No Who gave Day the base, ball is what we do best Flock his projects, that's a home run, Day The baseball is what we do best Carpe diem, that's how you say seize the day in French I stand behind these bars for the rest of my life I will never see the light of day again Now witnessing this rare occasion I bear fruits of my labor this grape is green I gotta eat on the go Day I hope they told you that everything that Soul say don't go a long way Don't go a long way, what? A ho in Chipotle, no This is food for thought, from a dog on top We been nuts There was a fool who thought we was new to this But who knew this would end up, a glow stick and a uterus That's light in a box And that's light, that's light But light like to lick twat a lot so that's right That's what y'all call street? No tales from the Crip this evening, he slip Seems he forgot what the C meant It's your dumbass fault that last part was so concrete But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that bar b, pardon me I bet right about now you feelin' like Jordan down in the Jordan Downs In fact it's crazy that you even play ball to clear your thoughts before raw backwards And that's cool, but for this round, save the bull before you let the Jordan downs and Jordan down Now, as for the crew Well, uhh, the villain been itchin' to skin a dog And this nigga bought, what, a hundred and three dalmatians? It's safe to say your mob of dots won't make it And I'm a fan first But it won't take too many seconds to leave you in a damn urn You deserve this disservice I put this man in ERs if he don't got no manners, man word I'm expectin' some etiquette in your segment kid I brought you to the 'Stu to show how we do So all them antics and funny shit you do for the cameras don't get aired here They can't see you Wave your title to this tidal wave, we do And you don't appear to be a peer to me, forreal You should kneel to me or somethin' Fuck it, to keep it 100 You're nil to me, that's nothing Heard they been raisin' raisins down on Grape Street, that's crazy right? That's what happens when you expose them grapes to too much daylight So your chances of standin' Much smaller than my plan to defeat you Wait, what, do I gotta put it in photosynthesis or somethin', son? Shed some light on Day? 'Til he's cropped out No not now, I won't need a plant to defeat you The sequel, this movie, won't need to be continued You finally encountered somethin' you can't counter, coward You're counterfeit You ain't gotta be in a Walgreen's pharmacy To see quill drug over the counter After your mother consumed you, you were the fruit of the womb After you were born, I'm sure you wore Fruit of the Loom Now I'm tryna figure out, is you from Grape Street, Crip? Or just another fruit in this room? It's crucial, you choose, I'm sure you don't want me to assume I should be against the law to run into Cause we all know in LA I'm double you, all so true Today is the day I split Day in two What the fuck has battle rap turned Day into? Are you from Gotham or from Watts?, Are you Batman, Spawn, or Davon? Did you really think "Paul Walker" was a dope song? If so, you were wrong Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G? Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light - through If you don't know what transparent means, let me enlighten you If it's transparent, that means that it lets the light through So I should smack this trans' parents for lettin' light through Like, he nerve of this cat Lyin' with a motionless emotion This nigga Day all bitch Somebody get Quill a quilt before Quill get kilt Do Quill got skill at all, homie? It was some Braveheart shit, all I heard was Nas, homie Did you really expect to last, Day? You know Revelations say that we livin' in the last days I mean, I see you skimmed through Genesis and Timothy but did you get to that page? You got Gats? You think your little arm'll get in the way of Armageddon? Forget it Day, no, really, forget this day If I had a time machine, I'd go back in time to see Just how many people would say "Yes" to Day Nobody, fam, nobody, fam That's why I'm ahead to day No, no body fam, that's why I'm a head today No, nobody fam, that's why I'm ahead of Day Somebody check the clock, I think I'm ahead a day Send him to the choppin' block, off with the head of Day It's only right I be blunt to Lyt I only gave Lyt a match to light a blunt I see I should have used the lighter instead Chill Loc, we ain't smokin' no purple We need the fire instead When I think of daylight, I think of shit like Breakfast, morning, birds singin', kids playin' See where I'm goin'? That means you better break fast, or I'll have your family mournin'' When that bird sings, kid, I ain't playin' and you know it But you know what? (Hold on, hold on, let me get you right, we have this shit) Take this 500 before you clap this shit up Say this, let me say this, let me just say this These flashin' lights got Lyt flashin', nigga, for the glory You're Buzz Lightyears from here, Quill, and you tellin' toy stories You boys bore me, that's why I'm hoggin' all lanes All your bars Häagen-Dazs, that's on everything Day a dairy queen, Deluxe, Blessed king Dearly beloved, all first verse, all first verse You know I brought a hearst for the sausage you brought worst Dearly beloved, here lies this little light of mine that tried To let it shine And I hate that we have to Hear the lies from this little light of mine that tried To let it shine But I'm ill, you men ate when I finished Lyt You get it, Lyt? That's how you ILL-u-min-ate, and finish Lyt, good night (Hold on, hold on, hold on, let me get you right You got that for me?) Brought you some complimentary TDE ski masks [Battle Verse 2 - Daylyt:] Question, you know how many copies The Matrix sold? It don't matter, The Matrix's old I double cats, I ask 'em if they seen the glitch No, no, no Face it, I got it covered Prevail, they say the sail was a thread to Hell The gravitational stitch cause some niggas seem down They come up with this perfectly clean round But I hope you not doin' this cause of fear Of the pen, I'ma prove you pussy within But I guess it's up to you to risk your career I retire niggas, I'm the [?], I could OD too And even the odds some He thought he could least get a baby victory But all he got was "Nah, son" Check this out, he not ready Either you fight back or I ether you Thought you could face what I hand you, well this is impeccable Soon as I took a peek at you, you looked shocked Peep at you, put everything at stake Well done, this is beef, right? Jesus, holy cow, cut the bull, soul before you get meatsliced I'm from the third, I gotta try you Guy you play Ryu, lose a Ken in street fight [?] You still couldn't see Lyt Division, I got it covered, I'm so eye lit Pilot, fly, I be the goblin We battle for a stack, in fact they had to get a cataract cause I be the problem But it's useless, use less filler Excuse this, excuses, but, but, but These asscheek niggas dead You said you would fry Day previously But that's what the last week nigga said But, but, but, keep cool Joe cause a dog crazy Get down, we turn niggas vegetable if they don't let us up He know the heat blowers like Daffy at the casino, nigga you better duck But I tell them tails we never tuck We gon' line that ass up I from the Watts block for decision My profession is stompin' squares the fuck out We played hopscotch for a livin' But that's def, that's just plain old def It's funny how we're all in here but bro don't listen Have a seat, picture this, picture this photo This a Soulo [?], hold up Is it because he 'bout to get smoked? Common roll the physics, so exquisite, thought I was in here dolo No bro, somebody tell Soulo this not a solo mission The deal closed, SoHo is it Thought you could fuck with Me Gal? I gotta Cotto split him Look at your girl dead in her eyes and say "Fuck Dorothy dog" I'm toto dissin' But at this moment, everybody in the room should be scared as Hell As I release bars, they better bail Objects that I process is parallel Let's get this aligned Minus sinus, the stuffy nose flew overhead, it's cold Redemption, stay still, as I apply Dayquil Cause you look like you need medical attention, don't mind me See where mind be is a mine, explosive Interior is inferior, this is a hobby probably Y'all see I got the drop on everybody That's why I reign superior Whether you like or not, it's Hell for you, ice plate These blister niggas still can't overshadow a nice Day, remember You did say you would fry Day But you don't realize you're on the weak end to the streets Preacher for they peeps, you asshole You in the motion to grab toes, you're reachin' for defeat I tell 'em I got the foreign Cut the sheep, it's all for the woolish Game, I play is death, get sword for the hoodish Actin', it's Tinactin, it's all for the footage I'm dope, I'm practical, crack to you I need a lot of space, the galactic crew, the actors knew You feel it it's Felix, see what the old cat could do But you got the roots stirred up Gelatin dropped and slide, this game is stormchasin' Based on whether you got the drive Win rounds, destroy their whole city Will they get toured? Nay, do you realize I still got a break, brother When I quake in action, think of Blake and Jackson Take cover That's Lyt work, Soul Cut your lights switch, see how the Lyt works, Soul I cut the light switch off and your light switch off, Soul Somebody get this nigga help I mean, like, Soul, assist him Get him help, I'm sendin' this nigga out the Solar System I mean it's simple, Aretha Franklin, you a soul sister (That's enough, man Imma have to throw one of these masks on, man Should I finish him off? Use the mask, Day I ain't done) And I told you once, I gotta give 'em the quill And I gotta give 'em the skill I be on the tip like I tried to give 'em the bill New approach, Bull coach, I tried to give 'em the Phil For Watts, starvin', gotta get us a meal Bein' modest, this is modern astrology for the real You can't back up defeat but I try to get up the hill Cold, rack up the heat but I'm tired of niggas that grill Chicago in my blood, but I used to be the shyest Cat form, but now I'm back searchin' for the highest Platform, see where I come from, it was sirens Blackboards, eyelids see the violence, what is that for? 44 shoot, they screamin', "Who's that guy?" Jesus, his face, they screamin', "Who's that god?" We be on the top, careers gettin' too high They knew I would get a million dollars, what I do buy That pink kid in the cup, that Majin Buu fly Tragic, twin maggots, I grew up too fly They askin, "Who I?" in front of that triangle black That's that guy that come with the side kangol hat We take it back from slangin' packs to the stars mission Older now, I'm in the Rover but it's not a Mars mission Settle down, one child, marry, feel like I'm Marge pimpin' Bitches wanna eat my shorts, feel like I'm Bart Simpson I feel this a full moon, chocolate, dreams puddin' They be likin' everything I do, they're teen wolfin' But you got it, you got it bad 2Pac, [?] Two watches, that's pocket change Dude coppin' that clock exchange Credit good, I'ma pull the card out Better be hyesterectomy, show 'em how to ball out Cough, they can show that they're stomach so they fall out Whip, double roof, dog barkin' in the dog house And I gotta give 'em the Lyt My people in the struggle, I gotta give 'em a fight Ain't no equal piece of puzzle, hope God'll give us the mic Ain't no sequel to this puzzle, I gotta give us the life Wow, they say the Bugatti went up in price Wow, that's a million I'm done [Outro:] Ces jours-ci, je suis très concentré

Daily Routine

JOEY BADA$$ "1999"
[Verse 1:] From the block to the top Budha baggies in a sock Only thing that changed now Is we ain't runnin' out of stock Use to beg mom dukes for lunch money Honies used to run from me When pockets was dust bunnies Now what's funny Is when done came up and conquered Even the future lookin' bonkers from Compton to Yonkers Though them gangstas grill I tell 'em keep that drama away Don't fuck with thieves I like Jay so who sponsorin' the tape They launchin' out straights I'm tryin' not to get sprayed Whether it's spitter or a quiter behind the trigger Approachin' his prey his eyes bigger Won't stop to consider what's right or wrong Because it's hard liquor that's inside his liver [Hook: x2] But that's just daily routine The streets is couped fiends Whether the hoops or the booth Niggas shoot dreams Better choose the right scheme Cause you can think you cool with yo nice things Get wiped cleaned for ice cream when the light speed [Verse 2:] Traded in my Nikes for a new mic I guess it's safe to say He sold soles for his new life Like they were tryna blind us But we know the true designer They didn't wanna see us find the diviners So now we hit the vines Up day and night on the regular I know my momma prayin' Like she want me reach my aims in life But just stay in sight So I'm shootin' for my dreams Hit the booth and it boost my esteem The Pro Era crew recruitin' And them fiends by the boat load Nigga caught a wave and now he surfin' coastal They don't feel the name But they say that music dope though Fuck it that's how it's supposed to go These bloggers too emotional They'll be postin' you Until labels start Interscopin' you By then it's Wale And I'll be chillin' where I lay Cause I rather see the top Than to be livin' where I lay

Drumming Clown

Shawn Mullins "Jeff's Last Dance Vol. I"
Drumming Clown As the lights go down the drumming clown whistled a melody and as the rain pours down his happy face turned into a sad one the autumn wind reminded him that the circus had come and gone so he opened a pack of swisher sweets and whistles down the first one his clothes are ragged and his hat is dusty his drum is missing snares he maybe laughin and he may be cryin but no one knows nor cares his belly's empty but his heart is full he knows where he belongs so he steps aboard that lovely train and he whitsles his favorite song and as he sleeps he dreams of all the pretty girls he's seen throughout his life and though his dreams are sweet his aching feet awake him in the night he wakes to the sound of thunder and he thinks of a reason why then he hangs his head to cry then he drifted off to a deeper sleep that no one could disturb and when he woke he was at a place that was higher than the birds he said my God I'm here at last is this meant to be I've lived the life of a hobo clown whistle tunes for money and his Lord spoke up and said my friend you are not alone you've lived a good life my drumming clown and now you have a home and somewhere a stockboy opens a crate and finds the butt of an old cigar he hears a distant whistling then he gazes as the stars

Incomudro - Hymn To The Atman

KANSAS "Song For America"
Run a silent path to nowhere, everything is all You could have a pleasant life if Summer had no Fall Treat yourself so gently though the task is often hard Man is not a God it seems, who holds the final card Close your eyes and feel the darkness, speak and hear the sound, We only catch a glimpse of all the life that is around, The man is not alive who knows the value of his soul, And when our lives are pulled away, there's more to fill the hole I wonder what you'd think if all the changes didn't come, For growing old is only going back to where you're from Far beyond our senseless thoughts there lies a core of gold Where essence of the newborn child is waiting in the old, The Master Plan is well conceived, it's there for all to see And each day that is spent in thought is living harmony Reach into the depths of being, pass beyond the years, Time is lost in stillness, where there are no hopes and fears, Linger in the void, and like a beacon in the night Purity will fill your soul with ever-present light Everything you've seen is waiting patiently within For growing old is only going back to where you've been

Opium Of The People

SLIPKNOT "Vol. 3: (The Subliminal Verses)"
Watch those idiosyncrasies Watch all the idiots fall on me Running out of ways to get outta the way Take another shot just to stay the same But I need some balance - Back it off Fill your lungs ‘til it makes you cough Tell me everything's gonna be alright 'Cause I don't think I'll make it through tonight The only way, is all the way The only way, is all the way The only way (The only way) Is all the way (Is all the way) The only way (The only way) Is all the way Oh my God it's Judgement day and I'm not prepared Everybody out there's running scared So - Take a little bit off the top I don't care just make it stop! I won't give another soul…To you I won't give another life…To you You have to stop? Stop! Stop! Stop! Do one thing and say something cryptic But the styles always clash One thing I know for sure The hypothetical won't work anymore One wrong move and they will pound! My nails are tight inside my wrists This sacrament is sacrilege and sentimental Deity experimental – Faith is accidental I won't give another soul…To you I won't give another life…To you I won't give another thought…To you I won't give anymore of my hope…To you

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