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Waste Of Time

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What's this I feel, I'm weak and on my knees I'm choking on my bile, if I'm smart I try not to think for awhile A part of me wants to deny what will come Deception, the dwelling in agony I can't stand that I am losing this game Was I too eager after your affection? This rejection is more that I can take Was it just to surface that I got into? I overcome what is done, I haven't lost for so long The next sunrise will be the worst in my life The enemy is trying to rip out my heart They smile when I bleed before them I can't stand that I am losing this game Was I too eager after your affection? This rejection is more that I can take Was it just to surface that I got into? ‘You're a waste of time' she said ‘You will never be mine, no'

Wherever I Stand

Jan Leyers
There's a shadow falling Down the wall, onto the chair Pretty soon it's gonna speed up and find me Headed God knows where Without a rule to follow Without the sense to care I never thought about tomorrow But now I'm there Wherever I stand No way to see the end Drifting too deep in water too black To know where I am All that I have broken That cannot be repaired Now suddenly is back to haunt me But fair is fair Wherever I stand No way to see the end Drifting too deep in water too black To know where I am Wherever I stand Nothing to see ahead And what will it take for me To get back to the surface again? Build me a bridge I can cross Show me the steps to ascend So that the faith that I've lost Might be again Wherever I stand Nothing to see ahead And what will it take for me To get back to the surface again? To know where I am Wherever I stand

Hollowpoint

ABK (ANYBODY KILLA) "Hatchet Warrior"
[Intro: Syn] Two seperate worlds, opposites Yet alike in so many many ways Both of these worlds are engaged in an eternal war with each other The war of good versus evil, which is which, you decide Only one thing will outlast both armies, only one thing will survive in the end And that special magical little item is that of which we call The hollow tip bullet [Verse 1] Sit back and let me take you into the mind of a killa Dark Carnival psychopathic wig spiltta (Anybody) Move and change it's time to rearrange So love a dinosaur that you can't tame I bring pain, what you think I'm playin a game? Detroit is my home, Eastside's what I claim Fuck a balla, I represent the 313 With tech nines and green tree it's a luxury That's how it is and I ain't changin for shit Walk the earth mean muggin, waitin for someone to trip I'm sick and tired of fuckin waitin for you wannabe thugs to quit That's why I keep it underground and drop the killa shit For juggalos that keep it real non-stop Keep away from juggahos unitl I load up my glock Cuz in Detroit we got mother fuckin problems And all the gun play that you hear is my homies tryin to solve them [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa) [Verse 2] I got a brand new tech that I'm dyin to use Play games with this killa and you destined to loose Mental stress, keepin me alive Sniffin lines of gunpowder to start off the night Curbside gangbanger with some mark ass bitches Gun smoke from bullet holes leaves you dead in the ditches I'm just an average individual, street slangin convict Pocket full of bullets ready to use 'em up quick You ask my name (ABK), you know the game ain't changed Labeled as a killa bustin caps all the same As any other mother fucker with a piece and little bit of attitude Runnin through the streets actin rude So hate if you want to, but I'ma keep my focus And continue with the magic that I practice with the lotus Psychopathic and I'm down for life And anyone who disagree let these hollowpoints change your mind [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa) [Verse 3] I feel the urge to murder, there's no need to cure me Civilized under the light, at night I'm filled with fury Is it true that the people who you hang with rub off? Is that why me and Violent J love cutting bitches heads off? Imagine everytime you woke up, you was gettin choked up And had to grab a shank and slit a throat up The type of shit that most people call unreal But it's the thing that makes you feel the way to deal is just to kill Crazy ballistic cause my head is untrained With the empty fuckin wallet so there's so much to gain If I appeal to you do you think I keep it real with you? Turn your back and let my hollowpoints drill in you What type of person do you think that I am? Because we had a conversation and afterwards we shook hands Don't get it in your head that I would never hurt you Cuz the ones that gettin shot are the ones that deserve to [Hook x2] You can't tell me anythang Hollowpoints control the game I can tell ya once they're triggered Things will never be the same (Anybody Killa)

Eye To Eye

Iron Savior
We're the defenders, we are the ones Bleeding For all the creatures, the land and the seas give us peace And with the courage born in despair Hopeless we will resist your banners of pain break the chain Holy machine - creator of sorrows Awake - wake from your dream and redeem Rise from the ocean of darkness where you've been so long Cosmic insanity regain your clarity For the freedom and for the world Hope is our guiding light it will shine united we stand to fight for the freedom and for the world For all - and for the world Sacred messiah, prophet in arms Liar blasphemious saint lost in the dark Brave at heart We will oppose, stand up against you Return - and let your soul take control Come back to life drive the demons of madness away Cosmic insanity... We will oppose, stand up against you Return - and let your soul take control Come back to life drive the demons of madness away Cosmic insanity... Forever we'll be United and free For the freedom and for the world...

Razed To The Ground

ARCHIVE "Controlling Crowds"
The unassailable leading me down the wide path, I consider the scale the whole aftermath, from the land I sketch a grand design, a being in time, message the floodlight will shine, divine skies will open, open road chosen pausing in time frozen, best left unspoken, about the life settling down, steadily lowered into the ground the sound is quite deafening, confounded regiments getting hounded out, never better the fallout of the sidesplitter, rise of the switch-hitter, watch as he grows bitter, foreseeable futures they be selling him down the river, purified and maybe when we refine and say, you'll be hearing him coming from half a mile away, contemplation still thinking it over onward we soldier clearer than present danger, us we as a planet handing arms to the generations down the line what is left behind? Conscience cannot carry the weight of consequence, says a voice who then utters a vote of confidence, see the level of minerals going down to ground zero, nothing can be stopping declines cycle, wheels turn the sucking it dry desert, but the oceans wave is on the rise in front of your eyes, paralysed you’re rooted into the spot, you can’t move the rot is setting in at a rate of knots. So far from the truth, unavoidable proof revelations will raise the roof, the revolutions will be televised to sensationalise and destabilise, I'm wide eyed aware and wiser to the scandal, it is too much for one man to handle, stand together we might stand a hope in hells chance or else a threatening fate waits.

Ghetto Stardom

Mac Mall
Now when I just made 12 years old My mama told me:'Baby boy you know you gotta be strong And even though they lead you wrong stay on the right track Cause it ain't no get right without some get back.' Yeah I heard that but back then I didn't feel it Cause I was rollin' do or die tryna see me a ticket just kickin' G block I said I'll never leave Even when the rollers chase me down til I can't breathe Nigga freeze, who me? Oh, never that! I'm hittin' fence after fence until I'm chillin' at my doormat Like a mack I had to get away Cause I'm a smooth operator, ask Shanda But the rollers in the V is so shady If they could, they would plan something on me But really, them ain't the fools I gotta worry 'bout Cause white folks goin' loced in the white house And I doubt a republican or democrate Gives a fuck about us young inner city blacks It's a trap, Uncle Sam keeps cursing me Rather have me in the pen than the university Yeah, it's a shame but mane, that's how it is So ya better peep game and try to lace ya kids Cause it ain't no tellin' what's soon to come When the punk president might drop the bomb Got me all stressed out with my brain on numb My little cousin asking me where dope come from Chorus: They try to tell us in the verses and the scriptures But I guess the real message must have missed us In '96 all my brothers and my sisters Is on a mission, we're trippin' livin' senseless Tell me, will I see the sun in days to come Will blacks be the victors instead of victims Or will my people keep killing over fuckin' crumbs Pushin' dope just to reach ghetto stardom If you ask Mac Mall who I'm voting for I say:'Farrakhan' as I'm hittin' the bomb I .. to the swisher or the dohja spliff Get elevated to another as I reminisce About fresh candy paint and peanut butter tops Young hustlers havin' paper, livin' top notch And then the D-game straight decline And all you Sawyer turf niggas makin' headlines 10 o'clock news or America's most Unsolved mysteries, you better soak some dope Then the judge starts droppin' the injuries On all the gangstas, playahs, macks and G's And you know you wont see 'em til about 2 thou' Cause ya boy got washed with a faulty assed trial But at least one day he gone be free Some soldiers ain't never gonna see the streets That's why I keep servin' game over my beats So all my people, in and out, can straight feel me Chorus There is nowhere for me to run Nowhere for me to hide from reality But I don't wanna be a casualty Of another tryna smother a brother just cause my salary And dog, I tell ya that these times' so sick That my sister's smoking dohja, 8 months pregnant My brother bubble on the grind and he's way legit Working on his third strike and he still won't quit But I can't tell him nuttin' bout a salary job So in order to get tha paper the boy gotta mob or sob All will fall to the waistside While the rollers overlook they wanna take lifes Youngstas they gettin' raised off the T.V. Got white kids around the country wanna be me And the way they point the finger ain't even shob Television replace religion, now the gangsta's god And old folks wonder why we so crazy 90 knuckleheads and 70 high babies And can't nobody tell me that I'm wrong Uncle Sam finding ways to fit computer chips in my dome So I should ask before you slip See it's higher than the ultimate trip Chorus You know, dedicated to DJ Cee, S-Double the Mac Reach Ghetto Stardom

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