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Have you ever been with a human close enough
To understand every bit of their craziness
It's enough to make the sane delirious
And enough to make the insane dangerous
But fabulous is the touch of this kind
From the rough, raw and rugged to the well refined
The simple and plain-Jane to the mastermind
Any form of human contact is sublime
Although from time to time I need a map
To show me the ways of which and why they act
Some days they even-keeled, other days they out of whack
They go from here to there like this is that
It's a matter of fact you can't predict their ways
It's immpossible to know why a human behaves
In the manner which they do, still you watch amazed
But if you watch to close you might get dazed...
*Chorus*
*Verse by Son1 so I won't write his lyrics*
Have you ever noticed when boy meets girl
And slowly it turns upside down his world
Everywhere he turns he now sees the pearl
The apple of his eye making his toes curl
Stomach in his throat he makes his approach
Might not get the vote but still swims the mote
From the depths he evokes light-hearted anicdotes
His game he promotes to the honey he scoped
Have you ever noticed how girl meets boy
And she strings him along like a cat and mouse toy
Not so much rough, but a whole lot of coy
And a whole lot of flava that you can't avoid
Shorty's in the mix so now eyes are fixed
On a brotha's whos lips holding on a toothpick
Bust out the lipstick and push back with the hips
Showing him a little wrist as she blows him a kiss...
*Chorus*
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From the iron that as been forged in the depths of hell
Comes forward the locked doors of a small 6 by 8 cell
The captive inside a meer child who used to dwell
In the land of the wild but is now up for sale
Auctioned off to the lowest bidder and that's the police
The ones that our taxes pay to serve and protect peace
But they don't respect me cause their political cheifs
Mandate it constutionally to like me the least
So in twos by tows their leading us off to the graves
Privatizing slave labor to keep their roads paved
Make you work their workshop and call it teaching a trade
And they say it's all part of the process for you to get saved
But you getting shaved like one of the sheep of the flock
It doesn't matter if todays your day of slaughter or not
Counting days is like counting sheep it's a game of tic toc
Eventually in the end you know you're gonna get got
Hook
Lights out lock them down go and get your mind straight
To all my people locked up this is a prison break
Bus comes at seven sharp taking my shorty to school
Shipped in with countless others force fed into fools
Kindergartener telling me about the numerous rules
That exist to impeed her ability to make moves
So steadily tellin her little mama stay true
There's nothing in God's earth that you can not do
Life is rugged, it very seldom runs smooth
But the course it takes will be the path that you choose
Don't let it choose you or all will be lost
Running down the streets with hand grenades screaming mositof
Already cursed by wittnessing millions of bodies tossed
They'll shoot under the table while waiving a cross
So when you think of all the millions of the young men and women
Incarcerated for a lifetime in federal prison
Remember their sentence is just another man's pension
A critical condition I thought worthy of mention
Hook
Lights out lock them down go and get your mind straight
To all my people locked up this is a prison break
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The letter reads: Dear Mr. President
Your moral ambiguity has now become irrelevant.
Your role as a leader to the people is benevolant.
We'd all of been better off if your pops was celebate,
So better get your people moving 'cause the fight is comin' to ya.
If you try to stop us garuanteed we gonna role right through ya.
Nobody gettin' fooled 'bout when and where you spill your sewage,
And the lies that you been tellin' us ain't gettin' any truer.
*bridge*
The system exists as a killing machine
Operates to suffocate the life from all human beings
There's poison in the seeds that feed american dreams
In the chapters to come after you will know what it means
So for now lets concentrate on the facts
Too many lies and alibies for you to ever take back
Invading country, after country, Greneda, Cuba, Iraq
And you still trying to tell us you didn't invent crack
*Hook:
Filling 'em full of low blows, but yo' them days is over
Terrible Lie
We already know, don't matter who told
It's the truth soldiers seein' through your
Terrible Lie*
*Verse by Travis Williams so I won't write his lyrics*
It don't matter if you're black, white or mexican
Tallassee, North Ave, Rock Springs or Lexington
If you get locked up better call next of kin
Back out on the streets now it's back to playing chess again
Messaging to headquarters, ready for my next orders
Infiltrate the secret society with my dat recorder
To document the torture, the victims of the slaughter
And bring justice to the clutches of our sons and daughters
It's not a theory they destroyed our democracy
America is centuries deep in it's own hypocracy
Possibly the reason why we get along so awefully
Get off of me, I know this life has got more to offer me
Republican or democrat - no there ain't no turning back
Both sides of the track are whack, as if you need more proof of that
Take a look at where you at - ATH is on the map
And if you're feeling like I'm feeling then you know it's time to act
*Hook*
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The Waitress (Tori Amos)
05:36
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(I want to kill this waitress)
I want to kill, kill...
This girl that I knew back in the day around the way at park place
Off of the Parkway, where my man Clarke stay
I met her at first on a Monday sippin' on some coffee
Then at a party, a nice little swaray
She was aight by the like of mine, even though that type ain't one of my kind
I'm typically one to keep it in line, cause I'm never wrong place, wrong time
Like...Where are you going that you think I can't find you?
Must I remind you that I'm off chain when I rip, No gain if you trip
Just pain if you slip up - wrist are slit, neck is gripped up
I don't want to hear sorry for the mix up, but what?
Ain't nothing you can say gonna make me give a f*ck
Can't undo what's already done cause the web's already been spun, hon.
Head snaps back due to the fact it's you that'll lack the moves to react
Them fools to the back, I'm smooth as the Yack when I
Smack the b*tch with a slap and I think that
(That's an act of kindness...)
(But I believe in Peace, But I believe in Peace bitch...)
Off to another time and place, escaping the grind of the human race
A whole lot of wine, and ain't no chase
May have lost my mind but that's not what it takes
Back to the club no curfew, Smell like a bottle of perfume
Mixed with a jar full of purp dude
Chillin at the bar with this chic in the worst mood
Then the worst dude with the worst moves try to come through
Screaming out half drunk holla back boo, ooo, spillin' his brew
You fool, what you gonna do?
Man, I ought to take you then make you, Build you up just break you
Dead you then wake you, levitate your mind state to a level that's better then great
Tru see true, dope is dope and real recognize real
I notice all that you feel - the funk doc is here, I
Already know what's on your mind, you don't want to go and cross that line
Step to the left and you'll be fine, otherwise gonna be a violent crime
Somebody better call CSI cause the trick has to trip and I don't know why...
(But I believe in Peace Bitch, I believe in Peace...)
This bitch for talking shit, flapping lips, make me want to lose my grip
Don't slip cause it's a trick and the manager gonna trip
Ain't this life a bitch always batting hit or miss
Time to throw a fast pitch shell game with a twist
Don't look under 1, 2 or 3, nothing in life guaranteed
Take my advice, I'll give it free, You don't want to fuck with me
Sound off 1-2. sound off 3-4, sound off 1 to the 2 to the three, yo
Come on ladies step in line, you don't want to get left behind
This is a sign of the times if you blink twice it will pass you by
No divide shall collide in the form of landslide
Women from the beehive now's the time to show your pride
Stand up and you can stand tall, Stand tough and you can play ball
Speak up and you can teach all - this is what you have all been waiting for
Sound off 1-2, sound off 3-4, sound off 1 to the 2 to the 3 yo...
outro
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I remember when we first met, never forget
The way you made me check my intellect, I showed you respect
And every single move I made you'd see me counting the steps
It would take to bring me back to you, the way we'd connect
Was beyond belief - see the sun, stars and the moon
Could not compete with the ways that you could make me move
Hard to smooth, rough to groove, ready to cruise
It's just too much to choose and I ain't trying to lose
But too few are ever chosen, so many less survive
Most relationships eventually bring their own demise
So don't act surprised when the summation of your lies
Results in my well of salvation going dry
Ready to die, ready to quit
Got my head spinnin with weeks of this bullshit I'm ready to flip
Packing my bags, leave a note, now I'm ready to dip
Headed to the coast, got a room reserved at the strip, cause my...
*Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell*
Day turns to night and then night back to day
24 hours gone and still nothing to say
Nothing to play with these words of pain and agony
Still love you but know we're living proof of a tragedy
We could talk for hours a long time ago happily
Now we try to talk and you just end up mad at me
And now my blood is brewing like fire under my skin
I gotta leave before I lose man I'm doing it again
Putting off returning home knowing as soon as I get in
I'll be confronted with mad questions about "Where you bee?"
"Did you call all of your freinds, tell them how bad that it's been?"
We'll be back in the place where we started in the begin
So tell me now or never are you out or are you in
Is this love the real thing or are we living in sin
Don't try to pretend, I think we both know how this will end
We could act like it's forever, but these days it's a trend
*Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell*
Another year past and we're still at each others throat
If I had any to lose, I'd say I've lost all hope
I'm lighting a smoke
Pick up the phone to say hello
It's my friend on the other end saying she scoped
You removing the coat of a female companion
The room starting to spin feeling totally abandoned
I thought that you were out with your boys but you were scamming
I waited up all night while you were shooting off your cannon
Now you feed me lies and alibies I can't stand
In the end I will contend to be the last standing
Never again will you get close enough to take me for granted
That'll be the last time damn it, you've done your damage
But I still remain to be blessed
I know it's hard to see but there's still a little of me left
And with that, I've got to put this situation to rest
I put two in your chest - true love departed by death, to my...
*Johnny, Angry Johnny, this is Jezebel in Hell...*
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One to the two three strikes you're out
Flip names, nah better just close your mouth
You need to be reminded that you're in the South
Where it's all about the fam without a doubt
Switch hands with the money cause we keeping it clean
They watching everybody with a gangster lean
Bandana, long chain, with them bagy jeans
Try to keep us out of clubs downtown, na mean
Cause it's all about the cream and the money they make
Whatever's on your plate their happy to take
Act fake to placate their obsession with hate
But if it's bout to break keep your eye on them jakes
Cause they quick to turn snake be nobody's fool
It's a beautiful world but the people are cruel
Stand tall, don't back down do what you gotta do
Cause in the end it's really all about you
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Don't look now but here she comes
Got a feeling this time that she's the one
Slipped up to the bar now the web is spun
Butterflies in my stomach so I have a shot of rum
Hey how you doing miss want to take a chance
We could fall in love or have a wild romance
Be together forever or have a one night stand
Either way I'm pretty sure it's time to dance
Making our way to the center of the spot
Where the crowd is thick and the jams are hot
Got to show and move and then make her body rock
And uhh by the way I think i like you a lot
Wh-What's your name again let me get a pen
Smoke a lot of pot so not so hot a remembering
--Yea there you go
Jot them down, all ten!
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you'll get the message as soon as you overstand
that sex is not the current subject matter at hand
so let your mind expand to see the master plan
that exists to infiltrate every child and man
see, we all plugged in it's difficult to escape
so try to relax, breathe deep and concentrate
see the math is quite simple, easy for one to equate
so peep the knowledge, it's time to set the record straight
the more we hate, dictate and aggravate
have intent to falsify, deceive or fabricate
alienate, mistreat or intimidate
crucify without proof, steady be locking them gates
and we are what we make substituting truth for the fake
don't realize we have the power in our minds to create
a positive state compelling us all to be great, it's..
not everyone will understand this concept of reality
some get distracted by ways of fornication and falicy
it's a matter of practicality
some would rather see than fantasies instead of actuality
but as many of you know, the path of least resistance
will seldom lead you down the road of optimal existence
it's a matter of choice, your will and your persistence
apathy spreads faster than any other known sickness
And it's a sign of the times how cats talking bout droppin dimes
And ain't nothing up in their rhymes but cadilacs and snortin lines
And even though the fruit is forbidden
I pray to hip hop on the daily to forgive them
They know not of the evil in the messages they sending
And can't account for all the young minds they apprehending
The message hear descending straight from the source
Translating dialect from the center of the universe
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Numb - badkat remix (U2)
03:44
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No reason to question - ain't no second guessin'
Sit in your seat and pay attention to the lesson
Teacher's preachin' a lot of rhyme without reason
Never the notice the ONE student that's in need of reachin'
No speaking out of turn, wait in line to get burned
Gotta learn how to follow before working for the firm
Keep it moving along - don't get distracted
Minimize your personal beliefs and reactions
Daily reminders that happiness is satisfaction
And if that don't work, it just takes a little practice
It's o.k. to dream but don't get caught up in theatrics
A dream is just a dream and it ain't never gonna happen
*Chorus*
And I've been feeling this feeling ever since I was young
Trying to fit into a box feeling like the only one
Sticking out on all sides feel myself come undone
No matter matter where I try to hide there's no where for me to run
So, systematically I begin to shut down
Dettach from reality to blend into the crowd
No more dreaming about finding a way out
Instead I fill my head with anxiety and doubt
To tune it out I have various means of escape
I could drink away the blues feel myself fade away
Smoke trees everyday until the sky turns grey
Get a script for some pills created to placate
The results are the same no matter what the method
No more feeling lost alone or neglected
No more fighting what so many have accepted
Feeling nothing is better than constant rejection
*Chorus*
Never say never, the world is not enough
Now I'm caught up in the race for the material stuff
I'm calling your bluff, if you're left with nothing then tough
No time or patience for being fair or being just
In God we trust, yes, making money is a must
Trade your spirit for consumption and trade love for lust
You can look but don't touch, cop feels but don't bust
With every waking moment we're just looking for a rush
And it ain't just us who be looking for a lift
Cats be huffin on dust or they be puffin on a spliff
Kids are acting up at school, others decide to skip
They be fighting after class while one's stealing your whip
So get your grip, this is just the daily operations
It's the sort of mentality that's taking over our nation
Obsessed with trivial matters of temptation
Instead of concentrating on our final destinations
*Chorus*
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Push the needle in deep until it hits the vein
Only moments left before it numbs the pain
In this tiny peice of heaven I'll escape the day
I can feel myself beginning to fade away
And it's hard to say how we ended up here
So far away from those we hold dear
A few memories left of what was once near
Now a childhood lost replaced by fear
I never would've thought I'd see the day come
When my life would depend on the morning sun
With every waking moment I become undone
As search for the light of the chosen one
Begotten son forced to watch the world turn
Silent on the sidelines watching it burn
After all these years you'd have thought we'd learn
But we may have gone past the point of no return
On a late sunday I walk alone
Reminded of times when I had a home
To call my own oh how far we've grown
Just a shadow left made of skin and bones
I can hear the echoes inside of my chest
Where my heart once beat pure happiness
In all my lifetime I never would have guessed
That I...(would depend on the morning sun)
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BadKat Berlin, Germany
A jack of all trades, focusing the majority of her time on music and media production, including her new music and fitness platform, Angel of Mud. After spending two and half decades writing and performing Hip Hop, she finds herself delving back into the realm of studio vocal work, where she has been busy chipping away at a new series of music releases s part of the Dungeon Mob collective. ... more
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