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ARCHIVE lyrics - Controlling Crowds

Bullets

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Come touch me like I’m an ordinary man, have a look in my eyes, underneath my skin there is a violence, it's got a gun in it's hand, ready to make ready to make, read' ready to make sense of anyone, anything anyone, anything anyone, anything anyone, anything anyone, anything Black holes living in the side of your face, razor wire spinning around your around your around your around your around your around your around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility Confine me let me be the lesser of a beautiful man, without the blood on his hands, come and make me a martyr come and break my feeling, with your violence with the gun on my head, ready to take, ready to take, ready to take, ready to take out anyone, anywhere. anyone, anywhere anyone, anywhere anyone, anywhere anyone, anywhere Black holes living in the side of your face, razor wire spinning around your, around your around your around your around your around your around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky, bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why, bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky, bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why. personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility Black holes living in the side of your face, razor wire spinning around your, around your around your around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) around your (blistering sky) bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky, bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why, bullets are the beauty of the blistering sky, bullets are the beauty and I don’t know why. personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility personal responsibility....

Boombox

AESOP ROCK "Labor Days"
Raw, I'm going to give it to you With no trivia Raw like that Aesop rock iron-fisted blissed felicia While bent funny bone grown community Spit a thousand m-1 ripples to cripple the continuity Tap water builds character Right I irrigate it straight to mainline You want to do the same? Fine These pretty profit grommet teams solidify the clot to slippery city salt piston pump drain But hold those incredible console with the Russian roulette baboon spin-off Where everyday a thousand strangers pray for empty chambers One-sixth buckle Five Sixths sweat bullets trying to keep it subtle But I'll get you (I'm going to get you) Wobbly rope bridge Broke inches tired of dry land But duck skull stepping-stones suit the mix-down well Well, when the rumor spreads that y'all stupid I'll be the cat with guilty look on face and shirt that reads: I didn't do it! Is it on, is it beyond basic Does it ice grill you or is every song faceless? Does it have a title? If didn't would you name it? Does it babble about nothing like a drunken atheist? We could run that Or' Wells '84 war For the room 1 on 1 z-tour Till he try and fidgets with his or her own work spear specifics Swerve around the cobra kisses See if the venom overloads this vision I'm going to suck the poison out and spit it Stole my sneakers but your features never fit in Servers you right for trying to walk a mile outside your limits I'm going to tiptoe across this yo-yo string Until you walk the dog out from under my feet and skip town, sit down [Chorus] It goes boom boom boom Boombox Earth to a-r vertical burden has increased at an alarming rate This is down a point Murder up, glee down and still falling Still crawling out of bed at 2 on Saturdays Came this blind soldier-burning confessional Ease back; let a heart thump echo normalcy for 10 Let the back burner boiling point descend I race the derby in the first heat (strike personal) Strike personal space with the most utterly putrid version of grace Spit the gimmick, sit and fidget While we try and jump through hoops Like Coney Island freak show midgets Want to be a fighter pilot Driving that childish early Wright brothers experiment Prototypic model fossil Sit and sweat bullets on a console Busting accidental dirt bike donuts Outside the most ridiculous poison tongue brain silo Dead before the chubby decry ton conquered the high note School by the cruel intention inventions pensive sideshow See contrary to popular certainty I alone advance without an earthly poem And dance on a handful of zoning fans Holding every chance to own the land I roam With dome in hands Truly be its only camper happy with the scrap heap See I convinced myself it's on Therefore it is and the melody settles Beneath the fact that I'm just spitting for these kids I tried to get them all open And once I quit and said I didn't care That's when they all threw their hands up in the air [Chorus] It goes boom boom boom Boombox

Everything Is Eventual

JASON REEVES "Patience For The Waiting"
Everythin is eventual When birds are bullets from flower guns When ships are anchors and planes are bombs When the war is over and we are gone Will our love live on? The buildings burning and disintegrate And trees like armies we dominate With the concrete cracking in silent streets Reveals the beauty beneath Reveals the beauty beneath When we leave Mmmmmm When we leave Mmmmmmm When submarines go dead and drown When takes are treasures beneath the ground When walls dividing are broken down Will our souls be found When streetlight stars echo the dawn And clouds stop crying their endless song When animals run to and can belong Will our love be gone? Will our love be gone? We deserve our fate Yes, it is too late Oh, We deserve our fate We deserve it We deserve it Birds are bullets from flower guns And ships are anchored and planes are bombs When love is over and we are gone Will our love live on?

Against Me

HOODIE ALLEN "People Keep Talking"
[Intro - Max:] Take those words that you say Don't use them against me, against me When I'm walking away from something gray I know you'll try to tempt me, to tempt me When our hearts can't relate no more I want you to forget me, forget me Sometimes it feels like a war But know I ain't ya enemy, ya enemy But [Hook - Max:] Bullets fly, bullets, bullets fly in the sky tonight Bombs may burst, bombs, bombs may burst Bullets fly, bullets, bullets fly in the sky tonight Bombs may burst, bombs, bombs may burst In love [Verse 1 - Hoodie Allen:] Party at the Malibu, trying to adjust to the elevation Brought no car to LA, so I walk cause I ain't tryna to pay for no validation, uh! Double meaning, no, double entendre Watching Assandra get undressed in the back of a Honda Sometimes off on the road, it's crazy, I ponder I see them, syke, but no relation to Wanda I'm tryna to wonder off and dance and shit Romance and shit, too many bops at it like them Hanson kids But I'm so fancy cause even when you at your worst Sometimes you'll Tokyo drift and then everything'll burst This shit a gift and a curse the way that I analyze I grew up wanting more, I'm never satisfied My father told me always have my pride Would've of worked at Burger King making fries If it meant helping his fam survive And now the nine-to-five, it's more like nine-to-nine I only take a break just to talk when he on the other line Tell him put on my mom, promise everything is fine I've been working hard so you don't have to work all the time That's real shit, fuck that mass appeal shit Fuck that record deal shit, I would rather make it on my own They say there's limitations when you're enter in that throne But I don't think how they think, so competition is unknown In a league of my own, no Rosie Wolf on these beats, no Posey Know everybody will know me People keep on talking but there's no beef but Kobe Fuck it, sometimes I wish that I could clone me Cause I've been up wrestling with stuff like I'm Triple H Only fuck with twins, I tryin' to get me a triple date Triple A , gettin' lifted, never vacation but I'm trippin' Off of like what everybody say But I just gotta know what's in my heart Because the world that type of place where people try to take your art and then they pull it all way Some friends addicted to that Oxycontin I've been addicted to music, so I fuckin' forgot them I should of been there when the ambulance respondin' But I was probably on a plane, sellin' tickets out in Boston Another show at the House of Blues, this place is hella packed And kids been waiting since 6 A.M. just to see me rap But how the fuck you gonna compete with an animal I got the hunger, I'm overthrowing the capitol These muhfuckers talk about me at they shows But then they love me when we standing toe-to-toes How's that rational? Fake shit, I don't need that real blood Homie bleed that I don't even mean to go and make it violent But when you say something, stand behind it All I got's my word in this life, so I write it [Outro - MAX:] Take those words that you say Don't use them against me, against me When I'm walking away from something gray I know you'll try to tempt me, tempt me When our hearts can't relate no more I want you to forget me Sometimes it feels like a war But know I ain't an enemy, an enemy

It Ain't Personal

JAY-Z "The Blueprint"
[Jay-Z] Man, they go and tell me like you never know who your true friends until you ah umm both got a little bit of money I mean cause y'all both broke then there's no strain on the relationship, y'all both broke And if you got money and he ain't got no paper He still needs you so you'll never know how he really feel about you When y'all both get some paper, you'll see [R. Kelly + (Jay-Z)] We used to get money together, phone honies together Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach leather You claim it's all love, but nigga it's whatever Cause this is business, it ain't personal Same dream, same team, same schemes (mm) We even sold to the same damn fiends (how real is dat) Ain't no rules in this war for this green This is business, and it ain't personal [Jay-Z] Look, I'm a grown man dog And I ain't got time to be runnin behind y'all I know when I first started it was crazy to y'all 'He's gon' start his own label, he'll never be able' Well, nigga you've been wrong before And you'll be wrong again if you bet against him We move through the hood like identical twins But it just so happen that a nigga made it rappin You showed your true colors, y'all niggaz stay yappin That don't stop him, a nigga weigh platinum Stop through the hood, to say what's happenin (sup nigga) Fake hugz (uh-huh) fake whassup Fake love, fake fuck, fake thugs Gotta one myself for your fake shit, I raise up Hop in my wheels and I peel, streets are blazed up (uh-huh) About my bid'ness dog, y'all need to stay up - one [Chorus: R. Kelly] We used to get money together, phone honies together Pushin chromed out twinkies in custom coach leather You claim it's all love, but nigga it's whatever Cause this is business, it ain't personal Same dream, same team, same schemes We even sold to the same damn fiends Ain't no rules in this war for this green This is business, and it ain't personal [R. Kelly] I wish, I wish - that success, we could all get a piece of it (word) but that ain't real dog (no) Cause in these streets it's war, the industry much more But rich or poor, I'ma keep it real my nigga Invest in chips and watch my money hill get bigger And do things like, pull up to some clubs in the skirts with Jigga, and yellin out HEY! What the fuck, pop that Cris' my nigga And then he wants to know how many chips I done sold Well it ain't y'all business what's behind my doors But y'all niggaz don't appreciate shit Helped you out and you still actin like a little bitch Then you wonder why I put yo' ass in the tenth row when you asked me for some tickets to my TP-2 show Lawwwwwwd tell me, why we don't like to see us grow [Chorus + ad libs] [Jay-Z] A-Alike (uh-huh) be alike (that's right) We don't vibe no more because we don't C/see alike And your mom got it twisted, she think Hov' changed Nope; Hov's still here like Rogaine Ask your boy what he did to the Hov' game How he jeapordized the whole game Now when we see each other it's so strange I don't know whether to hug him or slug him (damn) I don't know whether to cap him or dap him I don't know what to think of him, I don't know what's happenin But what I do know, all the niggaz that you know locked up doin a few doe, but who knows Maybe it wasn't you, maybe I'm buggin too (right) But I'm scared dog, I don't know what the fuck to do Do me a favor, place yourself in my shoes The game, no exceptions, gotta follow the rules [Chorus]

Blood Runs Cold

JEDI MIND TRICKS
Yeah Sean P, Ya Mean Jedi Mind Tricks, MFC [Sean P aka Ruck] Yeah first of all don't make me burst and brawl Image is nothin you frontin see the thirst in ya'll Think its fucked up now it get worst for ya'll Assassinate your best friend now I hurt you par Run up on your block wit dough and I curse you all The fuck out you wanna wet duke squirt your four Since birth I been raw hot like surface core Kidnap your baby's mom straight earth the whore See I do rhyme and crime so I can purchase more If you ain't in it for that what the purpose for Act like you don't give a fuck though Good so I buck fo' shots from the roof and my man Rock catch you up close Never give a fuck about niggas ya'll not Nutso Hype off of carbonated water then some fructose Straight buck foes when the nigga Ruck pull the snub nose Wait Ruck chill, what the deal its all love though Look into my eyes and you can see there's something changed Runnin gunnin things knockin niggas out like Clubber Lang With the gun I bring its straight for beatin you down Heatin you down leavin you six feet deep in the ground [Vinnie Paz aka Ikon the Verbal Hologram] It's some real motherfuckers goin rot tonight All your jewels and your cash gettin got tonight Or somebody in the club gettin shot tonight Sean Price, Jedi Mind keep it hot tonight [Jus Allah] Im the motherfucking ungrateful My heart is hateful, my tounge ripped Lickin on the blade that slayed you You faggots act as bitch as Rupaul Ya niggas share one milkshake wit two straws Scrap wit no doors, four walls tighten Seein the roof fall, feelin the floors heighten Crushed and shit your bones and blood siphon And put it to the jug we sip before fightin Im raw lightning my power extends In the planet and out through the opposite ends Black man travel through the universe and back While cavemen still though that the earth was flat But we kept the sacred plans, now we carry Throughout the ancient lands Before the separating of the sands Of course all the power I create in my hand He bare my G strength in replicating in man [Vinnie Paz aka Ikon the Verbal Hologram] It's some real motherfuckers goin rot tonight All your jewels and your cash gettin got tonight Or somebody in the club gettin shot tonight Sean Price, Jedi Mind keep it hot tonight [Vinnie Paz aka Ikon the Verbal Hologram] Im tasteless, there's beauty in strange places I find beauty in strange places, I find beauty in razors I find beauty in blood drippin from ya faces I find beauty in the Qua'ron and all of its Aramaic equations I find beauty in twelve gauges I find beauty in teaching you what the definition of pain is I find beauty stainless steel, that can kill and reveal the front of your grill Your brainless, ya'll don't wanna test Vinnie Paz patience I crack jaws and swing swords of the ancients Ya'll pretended to understand the matrix Without attempting to overstand its basics We dedicated to cats that's been thuggin Vinnie Paz got more hoes then Jim Duggin Ya'll been duckin for quite some time now Vinnie bout to teach you how to write some rhymes now We aim beams in between your eye brows Jedi Mind Sean P combine now [Chorus ] [Scratching x2] I rap like no one out there can fuck wit me (Prodigy)

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