Section One

by Ngajuana

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villlin A real down to earth fellah with something to say and the ability to do it well!
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DZ Great album from start to finish. Got lots of great beats from Madhattr and NGA has mad flow. This ain't your typical hip hop It's deep and it's real, going from upbeat tracks like Get Yours to more poetic tracks later in the album. A must have for fans of hip hop especially if you're Canadian. Favorite track: The Deep End (Ft. Ladyface).
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London, Ontario hip-hop juggernaut, Ngajuana is back with his third, solo LP: Section One. Produced completely by U.K.-based production duo, PnT WorldWyde, Section One is an 18-track, 66 minute LP, jam-packed with intricate world-play, obvious passion and heart-on-the-sleeve openness. Section One is an intensely honest, if not slightly dark, journey through (at least one section of) the mind of Ngajuana. Featuring the likes of Shad K & U.K.-based singer Tim Worthington (Of PnT WorldWyde & Maths Time Joy), just the track-list for Section One makes it clear that N.G.A has stepped his game up, yet another notch. The titles to look for, first, include: Spitfire, Yard Work, The Deep End, Loser, Back Up Here, Unconscious, Leaving Mona Lisa, Streetlight Memories and Black Licorice. 2012 may finally be the Year of the Juanaphile! What's next? I guess we'll have to wait to hear...

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released June 1, 2012

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Ngajuana has built a solid reputation for being reliable, consistent and focused. Ngajuana won the 2013 Jack Richardson Music Award for Hip-Hop, as well as the 2013 CHRW Fan-Favourite Album of the Year Award. Ngajuana (with Madhattr) continues to prep his biggest project to date, "Sonic Therapy 2: Paintings In Braille". ... more

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Track Name: Spitfire
I’m Spitfire and these other dudes plane; we are not the same,
Because I spit fire and these other dudes plain, sorry y’all but, I’m just sayin
I’m on a level that’s rarely reached, I barely sleep,
And I think so much that I get so low that the air we breathe, is scarcely seen,
Meaning don’t be scared, but I’m scary deep, meaning buried deep,
Meaning underground, no pall bearers, never had a person carry me; no I never had a person carry me,
Walked through this life on my own two feet and I broke my toes on the curbs and streets,
Let that shit mend, then I walked again, and I watched and I watched, glad I brought my pen,
Yup, glad I brought my pen, yup, yup, I’m going off again,
Who here can stop me, I’m arrogant, cocky,
But that doesn’t answer the question now does it?
The answer is no one; I have no opponents, except for myself, who I battle at moments,
I drove off a bridge with a gun to my head, but I lived and I walk around half in a coma,
Passionate loner, stuck on my past, too fast I have grown up, no fiction,
The last ten years been a blur for sure, but such is the way of my addiction to hip-hop,
Might not ever get a sniff of the tip-top, might not ever see ignition or lift-off,
Might not ever fight off all the groupies, might not, still I’m white hot, cuz I do me.

Lemme welcome you to, lemme welcome you to,
Uh, lemme welcome you to Sec, Sec, Section One,
Me stick myself, cuz it’s gotta be me stick myself, yet, yet again,
Winner takes all, alright, alright, alright, let get it, let’s get it then.

I ain’t gotta list all the dudes that I’m better than,
I ain’t gotta rub it in, they know I’m ahead of them,
We ain’t racing, they just chase,
Cause while they sleep, I keep the pace,
I rarely rest so barely slept is very rested,
Hence I’m fairly messed up, but you’d probably barely guess it, just to look at me,
I try to be a nice guy most days, some days though not so much,
Some days gotta just sit back; try to figure out how to not go nuts,
Cause I think I might, think I might just snap now,
Unconscious, just blacked out,
Still awake though, full of hate so,
Full of hate that I stay locked up in my head,
And I lay low, sitting next to my shattered halo,
Disconnected, imagine a ghost,
but I ain’t dead yet muthafuckas, It’s Section One,
It’s Section one, one part of a brain on drugs,
A reflection of, like a mirror does, not a mirror is,
So it’s here I is, you can hear my life in the here I live,
It’s Section One, It’s Section One; so turn the speakers loud,
It’s Section One of every thought I meant to speak aloud,
But never spoke, instead I smoked and hid in reefer clouds,
It’s section one, so listen up, I’m finally speaking now
Track Name: Showtime
IIIIIIIIIIIIII; will keep on going hard,
My grind isn’t like your grind,
Life’s been movie-like, yup and it’s show-time,
Uh, uh, yup and its show-time, uh, curtains up, it is show-time,
IIIIIIIIIIIIII; will keep on going hard.

Relentless, fame is a temptress,
Same with the game, but the grain, went against it,
Cause to be the same as these lames would be senseless,
Insane or a shame or just plain old pretentious,
Plus I ain’t rich, won’t say no pretend shit,
I say what I think what I say is intended,
What’d I say? Won’t spray; then amend it,
I’m sorry in advance, cause you may get offended,
I grind like teeth do, shine like nine lights,
Problem is, the world’s full of birds, rats and blind mice,
Curtains up, show-time this is my life,
Lemme introduce the main cast, me and my mic,
Hindsight, words and thoughts, curbs I chop on,
Or slang or whatever slang serves your block, I’m,
Always going hard, much harder than the rest,
Til they put me in the ground, I can sleep in after death.

(Hook)

I ain’t slowing down or stopping, ever,
So tight, gotta be among the tops with talk or better,
Toxic talker, just a pauper trying to be the prince,
Proper, get my license to print paper and penny pinch,
Cause pistol popping is a piss poor option,
And I’m sick of robbin’, more than Batman and this isn’t Gotham,
Um, I’m, I’m, I’m a problem, yes indeed,
You speak my name in jest; you know what the gesture’ll be,
No joke, get it straight, no jester in he,
Who is I, who’s always smiling like the Cheshire is me,
Half-coon, always sporting dark circles like a raccoon,
Gave up sleep for a computer full of half-crooned,
Rap tunes, going in, trying to blow, like, ka-boom,
Screaming fuck the world, as I slap it with the mushroom,
Cloud, always loudest in the crowd,
Howitzer among the cowards, now, how was this allowed?

IIIIIIIIIIIIII; will keep on going hard,
My grind isn’t like your grind,
Life’s been movie-like, yup and it’s show-time,
Uh, uh, yup and its show-time, uh, curtains up, it is show-time,
IIIIIIIIIIIIII; will keep on going hard.

Cause this ain’t a sprint, it’s a marathon,
So I’ll carry on, til I carry on my carry on,
I plan on having a career that is very long,
And a platinum chain with a pendant that’s a pair of bongs,
So put the cameras on me and just let em roll,
Might catch a quick flash of brilliance, call it ghetto gold,
Seen a lotta hardship, resilient, I will never fold,
Searching for fulfillment in the millions I may never hold,
Ain’t a rapper co-signing, probably cause I’m broke, grinding,
Plus I never go outside; I’d rather sit home, rhyming,
Coal mining spitting written stones, diamonds,
Sick, I sit alone, suffering this sickness stone silent, uh,
So forever, I endeavor: go hard!
Trying to teach those who taught, who said I’d never go far,
You can weather those odds and you’re never wrote off,
Once you truly go hard, you can never go soft.
Track Name: Yard Work
No one’s betting on me, -it’s fuck me,
I got few friends, in real life, let alone the in-dus-try,
So it stays how it’s been and it’s been- just-he
Justly, always figured things were how they must be,
I was born alone and I’ll die alone,
And wasn’t anyone there, when trouble piled on,
My soul’s tires are bald, so many miles on,
Because it never was I that luck smiled on,
So fuck smiling, gimme some drums and a violin,
Lemme take you on a trip, pile in,
I lived a messed up life, prolly like some of y’all,
Done too much, but still pissed I ain’t done it all,
And I ain’t done at all, but I been feeling like an old man,
Lately, things are better when I’m uninvolved,
I got some issues and they’re definitely unresolved,
In fact, come to think of it, can’t think of one I solved,
There’s something wrong with me, what’s going on with me?
I’m going off again, so come along with me,
Something’s haunting me; I dunno what it is,
It asked me; what is living? I said I haven’t lived,
I threw my life away, the best parts of it,
Or I could look at it like; I’ve just started it,
They used to tell me I was smart as shit,
Never really saw it, til I looked at my life and saw the art in it,
They told me have a heart; but living hardened it,
So now it’s me against me, but who started it?
And who’ll finish it? I’ve been colder than the winter is,
Sinner and a cynic, spit like cinders is,
Cinderblock talk, every word is heavy,
I flow like river, after river murders levee,
So the cops at my flat, now, weaponry words,
They aiming at me, screaming “Please put the raps down”
So I put track after track down,
And lying in my coffin is the only time you’ll ever see me back down,
The game’s dominated by ass-clowns, they big talkers,
But small potatoes like hash-browns,
And I could be the same, that’s for you judge,
You get an opin-ion for a rea-son, people; use it up,
I make the music cause the music inspires me,
Plus I need to spit out all this mucus inside me,
Am I sick? Is it lupus, or a loop in my wiring?
Yeah, I’m sick; fuckin’ loopy, but I duped the asylum,
Their report said “Dude is beguiling”,
Never seen a man closer to being an island,
Never really been social, but seeing where I’ve been,
You could maybe see the benefits to just being silent, keep your mouth shut,
The game’s loused up; my lady listens to the radio,
And most of what is playing through my house, sucks,
Imagine being me, -it’s frustrating,
Cause these stupid dudes were eating while I had to do B&E’s,
But I don’t rap about it, usually,
This is no act, so I don’t act, like I wasn’t acting stupidly,
Most emcees can’t tell the truth, truthfully,
I keep it real, beautifully and suffer for it, dutifully,
You’d do the same if you were me, but you’re not,
And since I’m in the spot, lemme say that you couldn’t be,
I’ll go to war for the things I believe in,
Shoot gun, swing swords every second I’m breathing,
And I’m finding that my just reward,
Has me standing in a black room punching at the air trying to strike a chord,
And me thinking that my odds ain’t good,
Gets me thinking, that if He exists, God ain’t good,
What could I, be thinking? I’m thinking that my hard work,
Shouldn’t be ignored, like yard work, my heart hurts,
It sucks being good at your vocation,
When you’re bound to be held down by your location,
Everybody thinks it’s soft here, so they hating,
But the difference is: we’re smart here, not so blatant, uh,
I think I’ve lost it; I’ve got no patience,
That’s why I’m smoking joints with these gospel pages
Cause my buckets too clogged and I got no papers,
Inhale, thanking God my saviour, ha-ha-ha-ha,
A little different in my thinking,
Won’t even climb aboard the ship unless the ship is sinking, uh
And this is probably why I go no place,
I straight talk, but the masses got homo traits,
And I should probably just let it go,
I feel better, having said it, though, whether people listened, I may never know,
It’s probably hard, when I ever-flow,
Try and spend a day in my head, it gets dull but it’s never slow,
So many thoughts going on it’s a traffic jam,
And that’s probably why I’m never feeling happy man,
Maybe I need meds and maybe I’ll get rich,
And maybe next week, I’ll be dead,
And maybe, maybes maybe might keep me full,
Maybe maybes will increase their pull, I don’t know,
But if you bet against me, something’s wrong,
Say goodbye to your bet people your money’s gone.
Track Name: Atari
Sometimes I need a fucking second to just light up,
So could you leave me alone? Lemme get in my zone,
Gimme a second, just a second lemme light up,
And could you leave me alone? Lemme get in my zone,
Lemme get in my, zone, zone, I need to get in my, zone, zone,
So lemme get in my, zone, zone, I need to get in my, zone, zone, so lemme light up.

So much is happening so fast a nigga’s brain is numb,
Starting to think that rap’s something I could famous from,
But what’s the odds; of a really odd fitting,
Nigga making millies off spitting raps that are often sad?
I’m just a poet, but I never even knew it,
Til I really listened to it, and discovered I was lost in rap,
Now people like the shit I say and it’s a lot of pressure,
Cause what I think has to be fresh and if I’m writing fresher,
So insecure, this game we play, and so I must be better,
My children need to eat, that means I gotta get the cheddar,
Never cared, never will, what people think of me,
Atari in an apple world, it don’t even sync with me,
If everything is up, then I’m down,
If everything is down, then I’m up, so maybe I’m just nuts,
But everything seems to even up, when I puff,
So when it’s all enough and I’m fed up....

Sometimes I need a second to just light up,
So could you leave me alone? Lemme get in my zone,
Gimme a second, just a second lemme light up,
And could you leave me alone? Lemme get in my zone,
Lemme get in my, zone, zone, I need to get in my, zone, zone,
So lemme get in my, zone, zone, I need to get in my, zone, zone, so lemme light up.

So damn unique, c’est magnifique, but still I’m fuckin stressed,
Give it all I got in all I do, but I got nothing left,
Depressed and pessimistic, but I’m blessed and gifted,
Now does that make me ungrateful? Well, by definition,
But it’s been, deposition after deposition with no recognition,
Wheels spinning, same position, life passing by,
But I’m dope, most say, much more so than the rest,
So I’m so frustrated I just stay getting high,
Trying to quell the frustration, trying to block the pain,
I self prescribe, so now y’all know my doctor’s name,
Paging Dr. Me, could you please doctor me, possibly?
Talk to me and help put an end to this monotony?
Cause what has any of it ever gotten me?
I’m just trying to be what I am, never what I’m told I ought to be,
Deep thinker, unlike most I do it audibly,
Everything just got to me and now
(Hook)
Track Name: Get Yours (Keep Grinding)
I’m talking bout dough; every rapper gotta talk about dough
Got a knock ‘em out flow, but my pockets still low,
So I grind, trying to keep the lyrics hotter than stove,
Trying to find my element, so I can rock a thin glow,
So I’m chopping pot that hits you like a shot from Hendo,
While I’m waiting for my shot, trying to spot a window,
Keep grinding, this has been my motto, and so,
I will rock it til I’m rotten, rotting, body and soul,
Uh, I stand out, cause I rock it mental,
Plus I try to keep it moving when a lotta’ men pose,
So I’m bout to be opposite of when rockets implode,
And they’re ‘bout to be flockin onto my jock tenfold,
In this world, almost everything is bought and sold,
Your stock can crash, right after your stock just rose,
And then suddenly you miss those who stalk the pros,
Or shop for clothes, or cop your O’s and so you gotta….

Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be,
Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby,
Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough,
Go and get yours; get your dough,
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round.
So keep, keep, keep…

Stacking it, making it, selling it, jacking it,
Whatever you do, do it and don’t ever look back at it,
Just know that you’re the shit, like Jesus took a laxative,
And never let it slip, try to keep the grind immaculate,
Become the best and know that nobody is matching it,
And all you gotta do is imagine it and be passionate,
And maybe have a knack for it and practice it and practice it,
Until you snap a bit and trip cause still it’s in the trash you sit,
Among the roaches, rats, dealers, druggies and the ratchet spit,
Struggling to win and not become what all the stats predict,
Only people trying to stay where you are; are masochists,
So just keep grinding, rely on your craftiness,
Rise like Lazarus, rise like a ladder is,
Rep your city, fly like pterodactyls did,
Get money, get money, you need cash to live,
Cause doing nothing won’t pack the fridge, so….

Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be,
Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby,
Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough,
Go and get yours; get your dough,
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round.
So keep, keep, keep…

Climbing, try to hit the stratosphere,
You can be indifferent, or be in different atmospheres,
You can be a champ or a chump, the winner or the wackest here,
Only one thing to be scared of and that is fear,
And that is not an option and that is clear,
Top rung’s a whale of a task, people, so grab a spear,
Hot tongued? Head of the class? Never in last?
Better than that? Better be Jack, you got a lot of peers,
And a lot appear, like they’ve been hungry for a lotta’ years,
Most cried out and that’s a lotta tears, yup,
Most dried out, like eye drought,
In the midst of high doubt, they would graduate or cop careers,
And it fills your vision and it pops your ears,
Until you hug your mom wishing pops was here,
So keep the bottles near, until you wake up in the morning,
Cursing bottled beer, then you gotta go and…

Keep grinding, whatever your grind may be,
Whatever your hustle, hustle til you shine baby,
Keep grinding, get yours; get your dough,
Go and get yours; get your dough,
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round
Keep, keep; keep grinding.
Money makes the world go round; I said money makes the world go round.
So keep, keep, keep grinding.
Track Name: The Deep End (Ft. Ladyface)
I’m feeling like I’m just waking up, been stuck in dream,
Everyone I know is asking ‘where the fuck have you been?’
I’m saying, I live in my own world, yeah;
I live in my own world; [X2]

Yeah, and there’s pot plants everywhere,
You chop with machetes there, yeah, yeah its heaven there,
No jobs and no taxes, so it’s free trade,
No police station, no police states,
Life how it’s s’posed to be, according to me,
To every citizen, a bucket and a quarter of weed,
So everybody’s chilled out, this is my planet,
Well, welcome to Juana World, this that I planted,
If it’s sick as I planned it, then, this is Titanic,
But, skip the shitty ending; it ain’t sinking in my thoughts,
Every single person’s equal here, that’s gigantic,
So don’t ask how it works, just ask how can’t it?
People always say I’m negative, I wish for positives,
The problem is the world, on which I’ve been deposited,
Of this I’m positive, it’s just that everything is go,
And I think we need it slowed, maybe even need some pause in it.

Just waking up, been stuck in dream,
Everyone I know is asking ‘where the fuck have you been?’
I’m saying, I live in my own world, yeah;
I live in my own world; [X2] {I’m feeling like I’m}

Yeah, already wish I never woke up,
Choked up, I can’t stomach a world with no guts,
Go nuts? I just might, so I stay holed up,
Locked up inside my head, trying to hold up,
Closed off, only ever happy when I doze off,
I’m just trying to find my place, but I’m so lost,
That sometimes I’m thinking, maybe my soul’s lost,
Trying to bridge my faults, but can’t pay the toll cost,
Trapped between an ‘Oh, God!’ and ‘there’s no God’,
If the painter’s perfect, how’d he paint this picture so flawed?
But, then I see the world for what it used to be,
Beautiful; and I can’t really say a thing, conclusively, truthfully,
I hope there is a God, but hope is new to me,
Usually a cynic, can’t tell if it’s born or how I grew to be,
And this is why I spend my time sleeping,
I start to get deep, then, I’m going off the deep end.

(Hook)
Track Name: Loser
I said to hell with it, you’re not the same person, rather a shell of it,
I’m feeling harsh, but, what the sense in being delicate?
I used to think you smart, but the drugs have made you hella slip,
Sick, stupid now and bout as spun as a propeller gets,
Hella debts, people wanna kill you that you never met,
Everywhere you ever stepped, but still you don’t get it yet,
Nothing’s what you’ll get to get; I’m willing to bet my breath,
That you’ll never pull up, no, you will just inject to death,
Sad as that is, had it I have, with having to watch you dying,
Unhappy a hazard is it, still, you’re not gon’ catch me crying,
I’m just gonna keep it moving, think I will just keep on doing,
Me, I’m gonna keep improving while you’ll probably keep on losing,
Yup, probably keep on using, yup, probably keep on shooting up,
You can’t see yourself, but fuck, look what this has done to us,
Our relationship was crushed, now you’re too far gone to touch,
And there’s no-one left in this world I can trust…

Which way you bout to go?
I don’t think you even know,
Who you are or who you think you wanna be? Wanna be,
You just keep banging that dope,
Thinking you ain’t got a hope,
You ask nothing from yourself, what you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me? You’re nothing but a…

Broke down, beaten up, coked out, needle stuck,
Person who’s in need of luck, this world has eaten up,
Leaving just a feeble husk, feet up in a fetal tuck,
Used to wanna own the world, now you only need a buck,
Skin and bones, dying slow, sad, but you asked for it,
A slave to the same drugs, your ass started trafficking,
You take an L; don’t pass go, no, go straight to hell,
Brought your problems round me now I hate you like you hate yourself,
Yup, like you hate yourself, locked yourself away from help,
Now it’s no surprise, surprise, you’re telling me you hate your cell,
Uh, gotta gotta go, you say, but even though you know, you stay,
Exactly where you at, same old you, same old truth, same old mistakes,
Tell me what you want from me, but don’t ask me to hold your weight,
Cause honestly, I’d dump you off a cliff before my shoulders break,
I can’t let you take me down, you made your choice; I’m making mine,
You told me that you’d be back, I’m telling you to take your time,
No quip, you best quit the dope quick; ‘fore you nod off and see God with no trip;
No, don’t trip, poke, smoke and don’t sniff, if you didn’t, you wouldn’t have to worry about this…

Which way you bout to go?
I don’t think you even know,
Who you are or who you think you wanna be? Wanna be,
You just keep banging that dope,
Thinking you ain’t got a hope,
You ask nothing from yourself, what you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me?
You’re nothing but a loser,
Shouldn’t you be losing somewhere?
Shouldn’t, shouldn’t you be losing somewhere,
What you want from me? What you want from me?
What you want from me? What you want from me? You’re nothing but a loser.
Track Name: Back Up Here (Ft. Deluscious)
Rainclouuuuds, following meee, trying to break dooowwwn, all that I be,
Any daay noooow and you’re all gonna see, how these rainclouuuuds are swallowing me.

How did I get here and why did I come? Why did I throw my whole life away, young?
Who is I really and where is I from? So much on my chest, it feels like a ton,
Just trying to get better, so I can be better, can you relate? This is why I don’t sleep ever,
Why I don’t eat ever, why I party never and my connection to society’s severed,
But I can’t leave this place, no, can’t take the easy way,
I, Can’t get away but I, don’t, really don’t need to stay, no,
Why can’t I break the chains? Why, am I stuck in the rain?
How, can I escape the pain? I, need to go stake my claim,
But, I end up right back in the same situation, I’m hating, I’m snappin, I’m losing my patience,
I’m walking in circles, like inmates, I’m pacing, not shook, but I’m shaking, not broken, not breakin’,
But borderline broke and I’m bored of just waiting and sick of not knowing which move to be makin’,
While dudes that be faking, just use it to cake and abuse what has made me a dude that could maybe,
Improve and be saving, the life of another, a daughter, a sister, a wife or a mother,
A brother, a son, or a husband, or father, I keep coming back to what’s keeping me bothered,
I can’t help but dwell on it, this is my cell and the walls keep on closing in on me, I’m telling you,
Nothing and no-one can help me, it’s hell that I’m held in; I’m melting, there’s no way its healthy cuz…

Every time I leave I come right,
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back up here,
I can’t get away, I just come,
Back, back, back, back, back, back, back up here,
I never thought I’d ever see this place again, place again,
The last time that I walked out of the door, door,
But as you see I’ve made the same mistake again, mistake again,
And when it rains, it really fuckin pours.

Rainclouuuuds, following meee, trying to break dooowwwn, all that I be;
Any daay noooow and you’re all gonna see, how these rainclouuuuds are swallowing me.

Whole, they’re swallowing me, whole; they’re all I can see, oh,
They’re swallowing me, soul, seen all of this be-fore,
Got no-where to go, nothing to lose; it’s rock, rock bottom, yo,
And all, all, all I knows I got, got, gotta go,
And nothing I’ve done, has ever been right, I sleep through day and I write through the night,
I fight and I fight, hating the dark, just trying to see if it’s nice in the light,
My sights on a life, I never thought possible, up til the day I said, “Failure is optional”,
Wouldn’t you rather be able to say that you won when success took a shot at you? Uh,
I never quite get that far, rain, rain, go away,
But even if it does, that prolly means that it’ll snow today,
I keep on the grind; I keep trying to find, the words that will finally see me defined,
For so much of my life, I’ve seemed to be blind, but now that I see it, I’m seeing me fine,
I used to see nothing when looking at me, but it seems when I look now I see a design,
I’m sharp as I’ve ever been and getting sharper and willing to bet I don’t see a decline,
I’m leaving, I’m leaving and I’m never coming back, ain’t that sure?
I mean it, I mean it, man, I got the hunger back, famous last words.
Track Name: Say Goodbye
I can’t, I won’t say goodbye,
I’ll see you again sometime,
You just went ahead of me and I ain’t letting go of you,
Cuz you ain’t really dead to me, so
I can’t, I won’t say goodbye,
I’ll see you again sometime,
You just went ahead of me, and you’re up in a better place,
Swear to God you better be…

At peace at least, I pray for you everyday,
Wherever you may be, hope that it’s a better place,
Than the one you left behind, you ain’t really missing much,
But I gotta say, I find myself selfishly missing ya,
Thinking on the times we blazed and all the times we laughed,
The bright times, since you died we lack,
It’s nighttime in my life, all I’ve seen seems wack,
Vivid scene’s seams snap, all I see seems black,
Why the fuck this gotta hurt so bad; for so long?
Why’d we have to say so long? This is so wrong,
And on and on it goes on and it goes on,
Depression like a ghost coat; that I throw on,
With a heavy heart and closed throat, hope floats,
But despair sinks whole boats, no joke,
So I’m living, but I’m so choked, soul broke,
I’m a soon-to-be disaster, a wheel with a sole spoke.

(Hook)

Keeping one rolled, til we meet again,
I’d give anything see you breathe again, smoke weed, pretend,
Like you never left, never took a trip to the great beyond,
Just to pretend you were never gone,
But I don’t see you anymore, guess it must be true,
In all the pictures of the crime scene, it must be you,
And the funereal I watched must have really been yours,
Said it before, but every time it rains it pours,
And so it’s big world versus pipsqueak, shit’s weak,
No toilet paper bridge, so I drift shit’s creek,
Death has its mystique; life’s a bitch that cheats,
Meaning that she isn’t fair, to us circus freaks,
Uh, so many lessons learned, it’s all a game,
And the object of it all is to see how many contestants burn,
And when I see you next, hope it’s in a paradise,
This isn’t goodbye though; more like see you there, alright?
Track Name: The Unwound
I hate the whole planet equally, no jokes,
Any day with no tokes, is too tense, cause I ain’t off the deep end, but I’m so close,
It prolly wouldn’t take much, for someone to get taped up,
And stomped in the grapes, while I piss in their grape nuts,
Cause everything I’m seeing and I’m hearing and I taste, touch,
Smells just a little fishy to me, like a lake does,
Maybe I should quit the game and go to work for pay stubs,
....nah, fuck it, I’ll just stay buzzed,
Cause anytime I’m sober, I feel colder and it seems that,
I only ever see black, wherever I’m looking,
Got a dark world view and a brain on drugs,
So not too many people ask what I got cooking,
Cause they’d prolly rather not know,
I’m the type of guy to lure Alice down a pot-hole and sell her for a pot grow,
Why am I so hostile? Was raised with the Gospel,
But probably wouldn’t reach for the cross over a crossbow.

Been bright, but I can’t brighten up,
So I’m always lighting up, trying to lighten up, uh,
Been bright, but a darkness consumes me,
Hate what I once was; fear what I’ll soon be (X2)

Uh, everything is darkness,
Everywhere I look now,
So I just stay so high up,
I don’t even ever gotta look down,
I won’t fall; I ain’t scared of this place,
This is where I belong, this is where I belong.

Uh, but I never thought I’d get here,
Up so high, no birds, no jets here,
I won’t fall, but - I’m not scared to,
I know it’s disappointing, guys, sorry maybe next year,
Uh, I’m alone and I’m s’posed to be,
So anti-social even I haven’t spoke to me,
In close to three years and I know it seems funny,
But it’s bout to be a problem, cause I owe myself money,
I can’t even be at peace alone; should I come down?
Should I be in society? Have I unwound?
I need to lighten up, til then, I’m lighting up,
And probably after, who’m I kidding y’all? I like to puff,
Fuck it, I love to puff, probably don’t say love enough,
But I don’t even feel it, til my dosage has been doubled up,
Darkness is what’s in me, little more than hatred,
So as a public service, I’ma stay here, where you’re safest,
I’ma keep my distance, suggest you do the same,
So if we should ever cross paths, you know who to blame,
I ain’t even gonna look down, so if you climb up,
Just to meet the unwound, dead is how you’ll wind up.

Been bright, but I can’t brighten up,
So I’m always lighting up, trying to lighten up, uh,
Been bright, but a darkness consumes me,
Hate what I once was; fear what I’ll soon be (X2)

Uh, everything is darkness,
Everywhere I look now,
So I just stay so high up,
I don’t even ever gotta look down,
I won’t fall; I ain’t scared of this place,
This is where I belong, this is where I belong.
Track Name: Falling Down
Falling down, used to be I shined so bright,
Now I can’t do right, and I’m,
Falling down, tumbling down, there’s no stopping it,
When you’re at the top the only option is,
Falling down, never thought I’d see me slip,
But my wings got clipped and I’m, falling down,
Falling down, yeah, I’m falling....(x2)

I used to run the city that I’m on the run from,
I was gonna free the people, problem is, I forgot where I come from,
So if I’ve fallen now, that’s where it all began,
I mean my falling down, let’s watch it all again,
I overthrew the Lord, when I just a lad,
I thought him evil, til his power made me just as bad,
He killed my father dead, to take my mom as queen,
Then dumped my body, as a baby, in the strongest stream,
And still it haunts my dreams; though I killed him too,
Revenge brought no peace; it birthed a villain, who,
Ruled with an iron fist, such an ironic twist,
Slumming to iconic to just comic and atomic,
Never seen without a blunt without a glass of gin and tonic,
I ain’t do my people proud, I made my people want to vomit, uh,
There’s no excuse for it, that’s why they’re doing this,
Truth is; I used to fly, but now I’m...

Falling down, used to be you shined so bright,
Now you can’t do right, and you’re,
Falling down, tumbling down, there’s no stopping it,
When you’re at the top the only option is,
Falling down, never thought I’d see you slip,
But your wings got clipped and you’re, falling down,
Falling down, yeah, you’re falling down...

Like a boxer fighting past his prime,
You’re being asinine, acting like you’re last in line,
You’re trying to hold on to the spot that you in fact defined,
I mean the top, but ain’t adapting to the passing times,
So now you’re relegated to a relic, hate it, can’t dispel it,
Cause your cockiness is what let the situation develop, uh,
You need to let it go, just take your bread and go,
Before retirement issues turn into medical,
Used to be the boss man, what we all aspired to,
Now you’re looking lost, man; fall is what empires do,
Thought that you would know it, if you did, you didn’t show it,
First they see it, then they covet, then they plot to overthrow it,
So your legacy is lost, a story from the past now,
A cautionary tale to be passed down,
And if you wanna know the title, I can tell it to you,
It’s “The Story of the Dealer who was cast down”.

Falling down, used to be he shined so bright,
Now he can’t do right, and he’s,
Falling down, tumbling down, there’s no stopping it,
When you’re at the top the only option is,
Falling down, never thought I’d see him slip,
But his wings got clipped and he’s, falling down,
Falling down, yeah, he’s falling down...

Kinda like a tree in the forest,
A million people saw it, though, and most of em ignored it,
Inherited enough to feed those who couldn’t afford it,
And let em starve, that’s when his soul was forfeit,
I guess the lesson learned here is greed intoxicates,
History repeats and it’s sick, so inoculate,
All men are evil, if you let em be,
And every single one will tell you, you can bet on me,
And so we watch him as he walks, possessions in a bag,
And his treasures in a box on the back of an ox,
He is headed for the docks, through the wrath of the crowd,
They attack him with rocks, though his path is allowed,
So it’s step-by-painful-step and if he stops he dies,
But at the very least, they get to watch him cry,
Then, when he sees the docks, everything seems to stop,
He never sees who shot, he’s already...

Falling down, used to be he shined so bright,
Now he can’t do right, and he’s,
Falling down, tumbling down, there’s no stopping it,
When you’re at the top the only option is,
Falling down, never thought I’d see him slip,
But his wings got clipped and he’s, falling down,
Falling down, yeah, he’s falling down...
Track Name: Unconscious (Ft. Shad K)
Man, I’m unconscious, every time I spit this,
Feels like I just black out, feels like I’m the sickest,
It feels like I am not from Earth, I’m just visiting,
Feels like I am not from Earth, I’m just visiting (X2)

I’m trying to go from in your cellar to interstellar, I mean that,
Make a switch and put my reality where my dreams at,
London’s little Nemo, I’m one with the writing, people,
Just run when I’m like this, heightened, speaking in tongues that are likely lethal,
Unconscious, it’s constant; I can’t escape it,
I’m a rappist, plus I’m rabid cause I’m underrated,
Never understated, want to be one of the greatest,
One of the ones that made it, maybe, one of the ones that save it, save it how it’s saved me greatly,
Don’t be surprised, you see me rap, you see me blackin out,
My life’s been crazier than Cee-Lo cutting snacking out,
I feel I don’t belong and I dunno what that’s about,
But I don’t feel like fitting in, when everything seems acted out,
My sanity is breaking up, sleep’s been taking up,
More and more time, now I think I hate waking up,
Ten more minutes, mom, hit sleep; then I’m gone,
Tout de suite, bonne nuit, au revoir, one, peace, usually it’s one of these, and...

(Hook)

(Shad K)
(Yeah! Ah,)
Dude is a nuisance, he's straight inhuman,
Spittin' shells, been a mutant
Since my teenage, these days, it's stupid when we play,
Me & N.G.A, is Bron and D-Wade,
Teammates, bringing Heat waves,
To cause confusion, raw as contributions,
Word to Bun-B, we a problem Houston,
Unconscious, every-time that I drop in the booth, they got us on tapes that say "Caution",
I told you nobody colder they just flowing to blow-up,
For going Dakota to Manitoba, crossing over,
My psyche stay like a Yoda, I'm striking, I'm like a cobra,
No biting, it's like I dove in a coma and never woke up,
I told you fakes, do not go ham, you go spam,
I do not have time to hold hands,
I get hotter than a stove can,
Get, with the grown man program, Lohan, (Damn) we Unconscious.

(Hook)

So every time I wake up, I’m just waiting til I go to sleep,
Not overly concerned with what is owed to me, I totally,
Wouldn’t complain if more people noticed me,
But really I just flow for me and represent the Lo how it’s s’posed to be,
Something like a planet, ain’t a star here approaching me,
Or close to me unconscious, if I’m conscious then they’re overly,
Outmatched, no holds barred, do with over-ease,
Cause face it, most emcees are dicks with ovaries, so confused,
Its nuts though, so many got nothing where the nuts go,
Nothing where the guts go, either, where’s the gusto?
And I ain’t even perfect, but I’m passionate and such so,
It sucks so much; that so much that blows, uploads,
Hip-hop to the utmost, N.G.A,
You might remember me from such shows as “Just Another Day”,
Huh? Spazz out track, the black out’s back,
My viewpoint’s too dark, like black on black,
I got too many bills to have racks on racks,
And too much pride to be that wack on tracks and...

Man, I’m unconscious, every time I spit this,
Feels like I just black out, feels like I’m the sickest,
It feels like I am not from Earth, I’m just visiting,
Feels like I am not from Earth, I’m just visiting (X2)
Track Name: Leaving Mona Lisa (Ft. Tim Worthington of Maths Time Joy)
I still remember when I left for the last time, you looked so sad,
That I, almost, wished, I, could, go back, but I,
Swore to be resolute, swore I’d be dead to you,
Said to you we’re no more, let the door close I headed through,
Usually I’d hit stuff, crumble a wall,
Break a knuckle, get too drunk, stumble and fall,
Make an ass of myself, til I pass the fuck out,
But I’m past it, I’m passive, the passion is doused,
So I’ve gotta keep it moving, lady, why waste time?
Do ya - get the picture, like an eye maze?
I’m, never ever coming back to you; you’re taking it hard,
But I was this close to smacking you and taking the charge,
After mastering the art of non-reaction, think I’m snapping,
Cause I held it all inside and almost died of the inaction,
Let the tears pour, let the tears pour,
But even as I cry, I gotta wonder who the tears for...

(Hook)

So much hatred in my heart, thought you’d be the one to fix all that,
But I’m colder than before now, the shit’s all wack,
I mean you watched me fall to pieces, all to pieces, so its peace now,
Need my Mona Lisa, moaning less, so need a lease now.
Nothing left mourn, but I don’t take responsibility,
Typical, I know, but know that being there was killing me,
Every single whisper in the night time untrue,
Nothing I can do, worse, nothing I can undo,
This is what it’s come to; first I had to hunt you,
But now I’m trying to run, I’m trying to get away from you,
Wedding ring a shackle on my finger, to a ball and chain,
Sickest thing about it though, I’d probably do it all again,
All to gain, what; just another look at us,
Ahead of all the misery, before it all, changed,
Before I had to walk away, before it all ended,
Before we even fought that day and there was still a friendship.
Track Name: Greetings
Hey yo, my whole family’s extremist, rebels to the core,
But I don’t agree, really, see, the Devil’s in the corps,
Of course, I can’t say that, that’d get me locked down
Shot down, hot rounds, body to my pops’ hounds,
Here, there are no choices; what you know about,
Your family members holding you down and cutting your vocals out?
Pan back, focus wide, starting from the throat insides,
See the place that I am from, this is where you go to die,
Can’t keep a pet here, can’t even keep hope alive,
Nothing thrives, suicide bombers the only lucky guys,
Lucky me, dying for a vision I won’t fucking see,
Thinking of this verse, getting c4 stuck in me,
C4 stuck to me, old dudes instructing me,
That this is what I’m born for, got everybody’s trust in me,
And me, I’m only thirteen, raised to be a human bomb,
Just another cloud, here to help spread the gloom along,
Terror is, looking in the eyes of a terrorist,
That ain’t a terrorist, just before the terra tears to bits,
I don’t even really got a point to make,
I was born to be a stick that they point and shake,
Same effort that it takes to hit a car alarm,
Is the effort that it takes to have me causing harm,
And you’re sitting there horrified, thinking that I’ve glorified,
Something most ignore, but I just had to tell my story, now it’s greetings....

Sick of all these grown-ups, never shoulda shown up,
Shoulda’ tried to run away, now I’m getting blown up.
This shit isn’t any fair, I’d rather be anywhere,
Other than the place I’m at....

(Hook)

Yo, why did I survive this and not my wife & five kids?
-Can’t even cry, cause I’m missing both my eyelids,
Think I’m ‘bout to snap soon, not that I can do much,
Suicide bomber left me no face and few guts,
Chewed up, if I try to scream I just puke stuff,
Shrapnel in my lungs and my tongue and I’m tubed up,
I was at a mailbox, shielded from the blast,
Prolly shoulda died, family’s gone, never coming back,
How’m I s’posed to live, with the regret that I lived?
When that kid, don’t gotta live to regret what he did?
This ain’t fair; I never thought that life was,
But it was confirmed when I saw that burn mark where my wife was,
People saying keep calm, nobody could handle that,
Face gone, chest gone, skin like candle wax,
Fam gone, life gone, money gone to health care,
None share the wealth here and we ain’t got welfare,
Uh, situation’s looking hopeless,
Nothing I can cope with, wishing I would croak,
But I wanna see my family again, so I gotta live with it,
Can’t even work a desk job, either, I’m illiterate,
Wishing for inheritance, the family embarrassment,
Sisters and my brothers hate me; I don’t really care for them,
They ain’t gon’ be here for me, I ain’t gon’ expect ‘em to,
I don’t even want ‘em here, they’d make it a spectacle,
And I don’t want a spectacle, I just want privacy,
My dignity, my wife and the fruits of my testicles,
Or maybe just my testicles, cried when I noticed,
Now my manhood is gone and my pride is eroded,
All it does is replay, over and over,
I shoulda died, but instead grow older and older,
When I was closest to the blast, front row seating,
And I’m still here breathing and I still hear him screaming out, “greetings...”

Down go the sleep pills, on come the deep chills,
Out, come the memories, fighting just to keep still,
This shit isn’t any fair, I’d rather be anywhere,
Other than the place I’m at, nothing more to say than that.
Track Name: Been a Few Times
Uh, a couple calls I would call close,
Couple times I added dead after an almost,
Guns to my head with the hammers pulled back,
Seen more than I shoulda fore my camera goes black,
Brraat, heard that sound a couple times too,
Usually times two, brraat, then it’s swine flu,
Sick how these cops fly, only when it’s time to,
Send someone off, can’t put it on the times, too,
Old of a profession, better put it on the blind,
People, open up your eyes, better open up the blinds, too,
There’s been a few times, I couldn’t find help,
Nobody to turn to so I turned to myself,
Situation critical and everyone’s a critic,
Prolly woulda killed somebody til I saw how spitting rhymes felt,
Laugh it off, Seinfeld,
I’m just happy to be lucky that I rhyme well,
Cause I can think of a couple occasions I fell,
Down, criticizing the whole world from my cell,
More than once, rap’s saved me, it’s crazy,
And where it takes me, I’ll let time tell.

Uh, there’s been a few times,
That I could only smile if I spit a few lines,
Uh, there’s been a few times
Uh, uh, there’s been a few times. (X2)

--A couple few times I tried to do right,
Tried to live by the bible and tried to do like, Him,
But it’s hard, to turn the other cheek,
Living in a world where you can be too light-skinned,
So I save a few lines for the stressful days,
Hold those, push the rest away and then I just chill,
Just one thing to fall in place,
That’s all I really need to happen, then the rest will, bet,
And if it never does, I’ll be a never-was,
Nothing you never saw, no kind of better buzz,
Something nobody heard, might as well never spoke,
Wasted too many words, held on too long to hope,
-There’s been a few times, I wished upon a noose,
Cause I ain’t have a wish to pawn, or the power on,
So there’s been a few times I got my prowler on,
And I ain’t proud of that, but I’m so proud they’re gone,
Cuz hip-hop has saved my life; I said hip-hop has saved my life,
Never forget it, yo, hip-hop has saved my life, I said hip-hop has saved my life.
Track Name: Streetlight Memories (Ft. Deluscious & Ladyface)
Streetlight memories, some things,
Some things you should never see,
Streetlight memories, some things,
Some things you should never see,
I’ll never be the same again,
No I’ll never be the same again,
It’ll never be the way it was,
Life has a way of changing men, street-streetlight memories.

Winter time, chopping in the slush, no kush,
Used to keep my bag of dimes, in a dead rose-bush,
I would grind all day, til I fell, no push,
Wound up in a cell, like, its hell, no books?
I remember nights, underneath the streetlights,
Used to never eat right, life was nothing like it’s s’posed to be like,
Used to wanna be liked, but now it’s different,
Cause the only thing I want is to force crowds to listen,
And I’ll never be same as before, I simply couldn’t be,
Cause that’s the only time in my life, there wasn’t good in me,
I’ve seen dudes shot & shanked, they tried to sail with the pirates,
But the pirates made em walk the plank,
Chopping rocks ain’t like chopping dank, what’d they think?
That they’re walking tanks? Could be true the way they dropped and sank,
So many lost over snot and crank and I’m fucked up, but,
When I wake up, I give proper thanks.

(Hook)

Can’t sleep, tossing in my sheets, wife’s pissed,
Tell me how could I have ever lived my life like this?
Had to flee the nest, didn’t take long til I’d see arrest,
Reassessed, couldn’t see me, I’d just see a mess,
Brokenhearted parents, no EMS, so ashamed,
But they’d die happy just to be impressed, so I changed,
Overcame, trying to numb it all, like I’m Novocain,
Maybe take the sting out the past, by bringing no more pain,
Cause I’ll always have my memories and that’s enough,
And I ain’t trying to be locked down or shackled up,
Acting up, got a chance to win, can’t pass it up,
If I lose, steer at a deer, can’t pass the buck,
Things change; I just hope that I did too,
I’m only half-sane, after all that I’ve been through,
The dope game, muscle game, bids I did do,
I feel old now, time just flew.

(Hook X2)
Track Name: Black Licorice
Bitter? Yeah, I’m bitter, with the echo, how there’s no one here
And how you shined them high beams, made me frozen, dear,
Ice veined, nothing nice in my life, like,
Always with the downpours, can I get a light rain?
-Nah, cause here the sun won’t rise,
Just picture Joe Budden’s Black Cloud riddled with some lightning,
Maybe it was for the best, did you do the right thing?
We were always fighting, maybe it was frightening,
-But maybe, baby, you just quit too quick,
Maybe I just chummed the waters and you bit too quick,
You showed your hand and you’re just too manipulative,
So I ain’t feeding into your ridiculousness,
Nah - keep your bullshit and your drama for a future ex,
Wonder what you’d do for love; I know what you’ll do for sex,
Truthfully I’m glad you’re gone, I strained and you never tried,
Live and learn, I just hope you know I

Hope you cry yourself to sleep, so you drown in your tears,
And your sorrow eats your soul alive, you are so despised,
So just, just crawl away and die already, just crawl away and die already,
Hope you cry yourself to sleep, so you drown in your tears,
And your sorrow eats your soul alive, you are so despised,
So just, just crawl away and die already, just crawl away and die already,
I hate you, I hate you, so much, that I’ve got nothing else to say to you,
Except I hate you, I hate you, too much, I’ve taken all that I can take, it’s true,
I’m saying too much, too many times and now I’m sick of it,
Bad taste up in my mouth, Black Licorice,
Too many times and now I’m sick of it,
Bad taste up in my mouth, Black Licorice.

Hate is such a strong word, ain’t it? But I’m sorry I’m not sorry it’s at you I aim it,
You’re a footnote in my story, you could‘ve been a chapter; but you’re not and it’s on you I blame it,
Uh, Yeah, Hate is such a strong word, ain’t it? But I’m sorry I’m not sorry it’s at you I aim it,
You’re a footnote in my story, you could‘ve been a chapter; but you’re not and it’s on you I blame it (I blame it).

Questions, people asking questions everywhere I go,
They ask me couldn’t you have stayed and I tell em no,
We put the ‘us’ in frustration and monotonous,
The elephant in the room’s fucking a hippopotamus,
Whenever we’re together, forever tethered to awkwardness,
Opposites, couldn’t make it grow, bad botanists,
Couldn’t make it fly, bad rocket-ship, toppled it
Stood on top of it and only then considered stopping it,
Uh, and I’m as much at fault as you,
Difference is, once we broke up, you started talking shit,
That left a bad taste, cause you’re such a sad waste,
Can’t afford a house, don’t throw stones from your glass case,
Cause if it shatters, you might lose an eye, over you and I,
And what sucks about that is you don’t need two to cry,
So just do yourself a favor, stop the useless lies,
You’re acting stupid, why? I hate you and your foolish pride.

Hate is such a strong word, ain’t it? But I’m sorry I’m not sorry it’s at you I aim it,
You’re a footnote in my story, you could‘ve been a chapter; but you’re not and it’s on you I blame it,
Uh, Yeah, Hate is such a strong word, ain’t it? But I’m sorry I’m not sorry it’s at you I aim it,
You’re a footnote in my story, you could‘ve been a chapter; but you’re not and

Hope you cry yourself to sleep, so you drown in your tears,
And your sorrow eats your soul alive, you are so despised,
So just, just crawl away and die already, just crawl away and die already,
Hope you cry yourself to sleep, so you drown in your tears,
And your sorrow eats your soul alive, you are so despised,
So just, just crawl away and die already, just crawl away and die already,
I hate you, I hate you, so much, that I’ve got nothing else to say to you,
Except I hate you, I hate you, too much, I’ve taken all that I can take, it’s true,
I’m saying too much, too many times and now I’m sick of it,
Bad taste up in my mouth, Black Licorice,
Too many times and now I’m sick of it,
Bad taste up in my mouth, Black Licorice.

You said some things that I can never forget,
Never accept, so you’re someone I could never respect, ever,
I used to call ya God’s Litter, just a piece of trash,
Moved out, peace at last; guess you’re just a piece of ass,
I can see you now, eyes swollen, when you sleep at last,
Well, if you could see me now, bet you’d probably see me laugh,
This is just my way of saying everything that was not said,
Basically, I hope you drop dead,
I hope you wallow in your misery, pill after pill,
Hope they take away your kids, then your heart goes still,
Yeah, hate is such a strong word, but it isn’t strong enough,
No matter how long it’s been, it hasn’t been long enough,
Uh, it hasn’t been long enough,
Uh it’s hasn’t been long enough,
Uh, it hasn’t been long enough,
Uh it’s hasn’t been long enough,
Track Name: For the Moment
(HOOK)

Uh, one life, you get one, are you getting this?
Do overs? You get none, fuck regretting shit,
Ain’t trying preach, trying to teach and the lesson is,
Deep, trying to reach out and speak with effectiveness,
Maybe even change a life, angel-like,
Ain’t it right? The big picture’s easy to see, just had to paint it right,
Can’t waste a second, they’re too precious, can’t deny that,
Seconds aren’t possessions; time’s nothing you can buy back,
A minute gone is a minute gone, uh,
You waste a minute and you living wrong, uh,
So many people die young, never get to grow,
Never get to write their own lyrics or to sing their song,
Uh, so take advantage of the time you get,
Multiply your happiness and minus all the minor stress,
Elevate yourself and find a way out of your situation,
This is only based on observation...

You don’t know that you can’t fly til the second that you fall,
You don’t know unless you try, you can walk before you crawl,
Try to live before you die, cause not everybody does,
You can live with your regrets, but to die with them would suck,
Gotta’ live for the moment, take risks, never fake shit,
Levitate til you elevate, uh, Gotta’ live for the moment,
Cause every single moment you waste; could make you one moment too late.

Uh, I’m only trying to be late seeing my funereal,
I’m busy living my life, like I wish you would do,
I wake up every damn day and smile a little bit,
As long as I don’t ever look down, this world is beautiful,
I keep my head in the clouds, you follow me, you know,
That I don’t bullshit around, that’s all you need to know,
I spit my truth like a harpoon,
But live my life dumb as a drunk in a dark room,
But even still, people say I’m a smart dude,
Depending who you ask, might say I’m a cartoon,
Meaning I make em laugh, but they’ll tell you I’m sharp too,
Cause they can’t even write and I deliver the art smooth,
That took a lot of time, takes ambition and heart too,
Plus I’m relatable, hard to do as a dark dude, I’m never fake;
I took a risk, put tracks out, let em hate,
Now I’m ‘bout to elevate, uh...

(HOOK)