HELMET lyrics - Betty


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Petty news, it's only your bad ear It might be worth it To watch what you hear Feeling great now you expand your view You can't forget, somebody hates you Justify my worst behavior Search in blood-lines Exchange a favor Humble goals Bad nutrition Rely on me There's one condition Humble goals Bad nutrition Rely on me There's one condition Imitated So adored The wind picks up My suit gets torn

Open The Abscess

Intracranial inflammation tormenting my addled gray matter, Brings the pressure that builds 'til my skulls set to shatter, The vexating, purulent ulcer that plagues the seat of my reason, Pyosisifying my seething brain while the pain keeps increasing... Unaffected by chemotherapy, the infection accelerates, Vomiting, vertigo, assailing me, as my condition deteriorates, Suppurating my sanity, as the pus and my cerebrum coalesce, We must endeavor surgery for pyo-egress... Open the abscess... Fermenting my faculties into a yellowish mass of necrosis, Liquefying my lobes give way to acute cerebro-thrombosis, This consuming malady I lament with a gangrenous consciousness cursed, Pyomorphic longitudinal fissure swells to the brim of a skull fit to burst... Purulent precentral gyrus, consumed by this affliction, Swelling, seething, distended virus, incurable by prescription, Dissect my festered intellect, operate to end my distress, A condition impossible to correct, unless... Open the abscess... This blistered, bulbous inflammation, a blight upon my brain, My mind made up of suppuration, to end this throbbing pain, Crack the cranium, lance the boil, aspirate the pus, Or let me leave this mortal coil in which I am trussed...

The Phoenix

E-Town Concrete "The Second Coming"
so i take another step, and one more breath closer to death. there's things going on in this world that got me stressed. lately i find myself searching my soul. looking for signs of life, a warmth in the cold. i'm young and restless and they want me to fold. i'm hard headed, i ain't never did shit i was told. i get too mad too fast over too much shit, but i put too much heart into the words i spit. maybe i'm too proud, maybe i scream too loud...but what goes in, must come out. and i'm hurting inside. i can't show it. obstructed by pride. i ain't being hard i just don't know why. fuck tomorrow if i live or i die. who comes first? you not before i. i'm still a ways off from my lofty goals, so fuck those who oppose and those who's acting like ho's. i ain't got time for ya'll. focus my goals. i chose. c'mon now, you just write ryhmes...i recite lifelines. you're in it for the long haul...i'm in it for a lifetime. let a brother try to come between me and mine. i'll lie cheat and steal to keep feeding mine. that's the deal and that's for real, by any means. am i wrong because i want the finer things in life? hell no. take this world by storm. all i ever wanted was a taste of. all i ever wanted was a piece of what i could not have.

Be A Man

AB-SOUL "Long Term 2: Lifestyles Of The Broke And Almost"
[Verse 1:] "Herbert Anthony you need to get you life together" That's my momma bothered by how I live life like whatever They say I'm pressed for time, but I don't press the issue I just stay on my grind, chain smoking marijuan help me free my mind What a coincidence, like feeling guilt trickin by your innocence In a sense I'm livin in my second childhood Don't pay a lick of rent, rhyme, eat, sleep, and shit And when you twenty-two that don't sound good Maybe if I went to school it'll be cool I've have something to fall back on if this rap don't crack Perhaps I'd have a better story had I sold crack Let's go back, to Carson high fluctuating my goals Writing rhymes through the lecture knew I should've took notes Sometimes I think I'm running in place, chasing hopes Rejoice my name as Ab-Soul or is it average joe [Hook: x2] All this commotion goes in one ear, out the other I'm still gone make it, one way or the other (Quit acting like a kid herb, gone be a man It's a man's world, how you suppose to feed your fam You need to act more like an adult, pull up your pants I know you do music but what's your plan B man) [Verse 2:] If I knew when I was younger would I grew to know I coulda tackle things more different, coulda been more defensive Coulda been more responsible, coulda been more persistent But I didn't and I ain't repenting My parents wake up in the morning to a cup of coffee Then go off to work it kills'em when I'm still in bed snoring Only if they knew, their young boy was in the stu 'Til like 5 AM cookin up classics to make them Proud it's house niggas that could stay in That was rather rash, but you can replace this scraps with straight cash I told jay I'm a buy you a house one day I probably send Katie & [?] to college too But right now I'm broke as a joke, I should do comedy Dude, I need a job, somebody hire me fast So I could win my girl over, she probably cheatin on my ass You motherfuckers better try and snatch her while she up for grabs [Hook] [Verse 3: Ab-Soul talking] It's like real difficult to articulate it It's like you got your goals, you got your aspirations Your dreams, and you chasing that, you pursuing that But in-turn it cost for you to sacrifice alot of your availability to go out their and get this paper, nah mean? It's hard to say you a man still and livin at your momma house Yo, I had a conversation with my step-pops Basically inquiring the time frame when I'm a pop I told'em I ain't know but I'm determined to blow Not like a fluffer, more like plaques that's platinum and gold That's on my great-grandmother He shook his head and said: "I don't know much about the music industry but what's been said The people ain't making no bread, let's be more realistic How you gone take care of a wife? how you gone feed your children I'm on my knees everyday tryna provide for ya'll I bought that car that you dippin, but you don't chip in You shouldve went to UCLA, like your cousin Jay He got a big signing bonus, every year like 80k" I looked him in the face and said "it ain't about the money And honestly buying an education sounds funny But have a little faith in your son, I'll come through for ya" He said be a man Herb, that's all I really want from ya [Hook]

Child Of Universal Tounge

In the Woods "A Return To The Isle Of Man"
Come with me, yes let us make our journey Tread over the treshold to enter this world Far beyond humanity And if you live to see -all this and much more- Will become a part of your earthly being Bathe yourself in these forgotten shadows from the past And at the last stairs of your infinite search you will experience this ultimate knowledge It's so strange, and yet so simple Written on a piece of paper aeons ago And in years to come, I will be someone else But still the same ever changing This burden will always be present, leaving stains of pride within your mind A pride you will bare of your shoulders until death ... do you ... part The entirety I am yearning, I urge for Where sense is I passed it a thousand times, left it all behind In search for more Like children wandering childhoods meadows Evolving stronger and still Behaving like fools For the sun shall shine upon you Child of universal Tounge Conceive this fact as real and join this humble presence Take part Join this humble presence of mine When you then become a part and have gained all imaginable knowledge, it will become like a heavy chain around your neck

King Of Spain

Fruvous Moxy
Once I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie Oh... my unspeakable wife, Queen Lisa, now I eat humble pie I'm telling you I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie And now I work at the Pizza Pizza 1 2 3 4! Royalty, lord it looked good on me Buried in silk in the royal boudoir or going nuclear free Or playing Crokinole with the Princess of Monaco Telling my jokes to the OPEC leaders, getting it all on video Once I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie A palatial palace, that was my home, now I eat humble pie I'm telling you I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie And now I vacuum the turf at SkyDome Once he was the King of Spain I can't wait, I'm lowering interest rates, my people say: King, how are you such a genius? There's a roof overhead and food on our plates! It's laissez-faire, I don't even give a care Let's make Friday part of the weekend And give every new baby a chocolate eclair Once I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie Hey Clinton! Hey Yeltsin! Got problems? You phone me, now I eat humble pie I'm telling you I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie Now the Leafs call me up to drive the Zamboni Once he was the King of Spain Ladies and Gentlemen, I introduce to you the international orchestra! Now some of you might be wondering how I came to be living in Canada after being royalty in Spain. Should I tell them, guys? Tell us, King! You see late one night when the palace was asleep Out of my royal chambers and into the garden I creep And I wait till the appointed time, when the moon is lighting the pitch At which point my peasant friend, who looks just like me Arrives and we make switch! (gasp) Prince and pauper, junior and whopper World made up of silver and copper Under my own volition, I took a change of position So next time you drool in the pizza line Remember, slower pizza's more luscious The King of Spain never rushes!!! Once I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie I was lookin' for off-handed ways to improve us, now I eat humble pie I'm telling you I was the King of Spain, now I eat humble pie And now I'm jamming with Moxy Fruvous! Once he was the King of Spain

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