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And One Where should I start Disjointed heart I've got no commitment To my own flesh and blood Left all alone Far from my home No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I Keep it locked up inside Cannot express To the point I've regressed If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies Cannot express To the point I've regressed If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been blessed, I Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies It's too late to love me now You helped me to show me It's too late to love me now You don't take a word in Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Keep it locked up inside Keep my distance from your lies Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Break) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace (Me) Breaking a part of my heart to find release (Too) Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Breaking a part of my heart to find release Taking you out of my blood to bring me peace Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance Keep my distance Spit drips in the jar, the witless witness Cryptic code, realism shifts your mystic Dark all I do embark the shadows, Involved with my thought catalogue, analogue, rap catalogue Keep my distance, answer your resistance, hurt by persistance, The twisted web of tangled lies strangles my hope to waste and numbs the taste And I'm forced to face these hate crimes against the state of being Feeling the weightlessness pressing between the ceiling, reeling around room, Riding a bubble of sound proof, it's the frequency making you Shake-shake with every boom Involuntary muscle contraction, ignoring and drinking musical gas field euphoria The sound counts to make the dead flush to have you a head rush with red thoughts and said stuff. Carousel She can't hide no matter how hard she tries Her secret disguise behind her lies And at night she cries away her pride With eyes shut tight, staring at her inside All her friends know why she can't sleep at night All her family asking if she's all right All she wants to do is get rid of this hell But all she's gotta do is stop kidding herself She can only fool herself for so long (3x) She can only fool herself I'm too weak to face me I never know just why you run So far away, far away from me I never know just why you run So far away, far away from me When it comes to how to live his life He can't be told Says he's got it all under control Thinks he knows it's not a problem he's stuck with But in reality, it'd be a problem to just quit An addict and he can't hold the reigns The pain is worse 'cause his friends have it the same Tries to slow down the problem he's got But can't get off the carousel Until he makes it stop He can only fool himself for so long (3x) He can only fool himself Chorus Try to fly with the wings I gave you Try to do what you believe and I'll save you Chorus (4x) High Voltage Just do something to tell you who I am, ya know? It's high voltage you can't shake the shock Because nobody wants it to stop, check it out (4x) I've been taking into crates ever since I was livin' in space Before the rat-race, before monkeys had human traits Mastered numerology and big-bang theology Preformed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology Invented the mic so I start blessin' it And chin-checkin' kids to make my point like an impressionist Many men have tried to shake us But I twist mic cords to double helixes and show them what I'm made of I buckle knees like leg braces Cast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of the emcees that hate us So try on, leave you without a shoulder to cry on From now to infinity let icons be bygones I fire bomb ghostly notes haunt this I've tried threats but moved on to a promise I stomp shit with or without an accomplish (Mixed media) The stamp of approval is on this Chorus (2x) Akira, put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones Never satisfy my rhyme jones Sprayin' bright day over what you might say Blood type carillon Technicolor type A On highways with road rage I'm patient to win The cage and the tin to bounce all around In surround sound devouring the scene Subliminal gangrene paintings Overall the same things sing songs karaoke copy madness Break bones verbally to sticks and stone tactics Fourth dimension, combat convention Write rhymes at ease while the tracks stand at attention (Attention) Meant to put you away with the pencil Pistol, official, 16 line rhyme missile Why you risk it all, I pick out of your flaws Spin, blah-blah-blah-blah You can say you saw Chorus (4x) Chorus (4x) Part of Me Part of me won't go away Everyday reminded how much I hate it Weighted against the consequences Can't live without it so it's senseless Wanna cut it out of my soul And just live with a gaping hole Take control of my life And wash out all the burnt taste I made the problems in the first place Hang my head low 'cause it's part of me Ya hardly see right next to the heart of me Heard of me the routine scar New cuts cover where the old ones are And now I'm sick of this I can't stand the sandpaper thoughts that grade away on my sanity I rather not even be then the man that's staring in the mirror through me Pre chorus Cut myself free willingly Stop just what's killing me (4x) I feel it everyday I feel I made my way I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside Swallowing me It can't be frightening if you've never felt it Once it's been dealt with you feel like you've been touched by something angelic And then melted down into a pool of peace Cease to be the animal you used to be Remove the broken parts you know were wrong And feel the karma when the problem's all gone And then you start to see another piece of yourself that you can't let be And that reason'll last fight to free yourself Take it to the depths of the bottom of the well And now you know you can choose to lose the part in your heart Where your insides bruise You can live if you're willing to Put a stop to just what's killing you Pre chorus (4x) Chorus (Alive in me, inside of me, a part of me screams away silently This part of me won't go away, part of me won't go away Everywhere I look around I see how everyone aught to be Every time I see myself I see there's always something wrong with me) Chorus (2x) I feel it swell up inside, swell up inside, swallowing me (2x) Step Up Watch as the room rocks Mentally moonwalk Mixed media slang Banging in your boom box verbal violence Lyrical stylist In a time when rock hip hop rhymes are childish You can’t tempt me with rhymes that are empty Rapping to a beat doesn’t make you an emcee With your lack of skill and facility You’re killing me And a DJ in the group just for credibility I heard that some of you are getting help with your rhymes You’re not an emcee if someone else writes your lines And rapping over rock doesn’t make you a pioneer Cause rock and hip hop have collaborated for years But now they’re getting randomly mixed and matched up All after a fast buck and all the tracks suck So how does it stack up? None of it’s real You want to be an emcee you’ve got to study the skill Who can rock a rhyme like this? Bring it to you every time like this? (2x) Step, step up, step, step up So you pick up a pen and write yourself a new identity But mentally you don’t have the hip hop energy With a tendency to make up stories Sounding like the only hip hop you’ve heard is top 40 And your record company is completely missing it All the kids are dissing it for not being legitimate So in a battle you can't hack it React with whack shit And get smacked with verbal back flips Get your ass kicked by fabulous battle catalysts It's taken decades for emcees to establish this You’re new to hip hop and welcome if your serious But not on the mic Leave that to the experienced (Using the waves of sound the true master paralyzes his opponents, leaving him vulnerable to attack) Chorus (2x) (After years of pain staking research by the world's leading sound scientists, we here at the sound institute have invented a reliable audio weapons system. Actual movement of musical sound in space used to carefully attack and neutralize the cellular structure of the human body, and the question must be asked.) Chorus (2x) Technique You must excercise the proper technique. |