As you ascend remember what it felt like, because it's so lonely where you're going.

Yeah we know your shit don't stink and you're so hood
Know every word on the radio playlist
Like whatever they tell you to even though it ain't no good
There's a great life outside that mainstream bubble you live in
But you cant see through the so clear walls
Problem is you live for yourself, but you don't know how
It wont be long before you're "Arizona" on dare dorm dot com
We're waiting for you, to be big, be famous
We're waiting for you, in your own little universe.
We concede to your power, your almighty knowledge
did you make us and this earth so we could see your greatness?
Do we exist to serve you? care about you?
Or are you confused about it all?
Tell us great one, what is our purpose?
I don't think you know anything at all.
We've seen you change more often than the weather
and you're so fake we can't stand to have you around.
but go ahead, rise above us all,
we'll love to sit back and watch you fall.

When dreaming of genie doesn't satisfy your bloodlust.

Though he wakes up angry and mistreated
He appears to be happy but fatigued.
There was a time where he was wronged,
though he felt now was the time for revenge.
I saw him, prepared and set to roll
he grabbed his .22 and his knifed and left the hole.
before he set out, he mailed a box and a letter,
to read first, and open when instructed.
Now a fairly small hit list, he set for the first target.
A bit of a trip but length is no matter,
because he found #1, and planned the attack.
From behind with the knife, from the jugular came the rain,
quickly the body went down, target one was finished now.
Though the family had stepped up, he gunned them all down.
Reloaded and out of town he set for his next hit,
down a longer road he went, but a bigger target for his bullets.
Traded the car around, found where she slept at night
and once again, whacked one out without a fight.
Three shots to the head, for interior in red.
Last target had wronged him the most,
restitution would be found just as soon as he made it home.
Back in town at the store he found the name
Run down in the crosswalk, and off in a flash
Three up three down, before nightfall, at last.
One last thing to do before going down for the night,
a phone call to the last person he ever wanted to talk to.
She answered the phone with a cheer after completing what he'd wrote.
With praises of love, she expressed what she thought.
He was elated and happy, and had something to say,
he told her to open the box, and express what she felt.
He asked her to be his forever, and she agreed immediately,
and with a bullet to his brain he left her with his last words,
"We're in love again, this time I won't let you get away."

Boy, I wish this one made sense.

It's been a while since my last battle was won.
It's been just as long since i started to run.
But I can't stop or I'll get caught,
I wouldn't stop even if i could
They have my rap sheet, full of spoiled heists
my plans gone awry four fold, and those are mine.
from the first and my hesitation to get my pay;
to the second when I didn't take down the ungaurded watch.
I should have learned for the third, when let my accomplace steal the glory;
but it was the fourth that put me away, when i failed to pull the trigger to save.
When you're locked behind bars it's hard to see the sun,
the thrill of the hold up, to the stress of the getaway;
Luxuries I won't get to feel for some years.
It cost me my life but I lived for the most fun;
and i'll do my time, because i stopped when i should have ran.
What will i do the next time i see life?
I'm sure i lost my touch, i don't think there's any money to claim.
But i see new light, but now i cannot take.
I'll be there in some years, when you have money to take
but now i write 20, and play the game of wait.
Because I cannot act now, because we'd be broke all the same.

let me in, to let you in

Have you ever felt like you're the only one who knows
exactly when you'll die?
and knowing , almost makes up for all the lies?
have you ever felt like, even if you're life were to end tonight
you'd accept it as the end of your quest?
have you accomplished enough to satiate your taste?
As the substance fades out i can see the end now;
theres no more blood for this pen to bleed
no more muse for this brain to secrete. 
motivation moved to other facets of earth
inspiration has grown too tired to birth.
Decipher my propaganda
label me unabomber 
destroy me from the inside
so i can finally except the fact
that we're all alone when we die.
Look up to the sky
and tell me we deserve the lies.
the sooner we realize;
the sooner we feel alive.
The problem with the world is
we all know how to fight,
but we do it for what's right.
Trivial battles, pointless quarrels
fighting ourselves, because we think we're wrong.
But even when you win, you lose,
'cause that image in the mirror just cost you 20 years.

Name Ur T

Doctor, doctor, can you save me today?
I need this back in my head
and all that fresh paint has got to be replaced.
I know you can do it, but im not the million dollar man
All i can pay you is the bulk of my shoe , only the left though 
or dope me up with some morphine so i can get through.

Trueman call out to me
I crashed again and nothing worked again
deploy by design but not this time
lock by nature but this time, a failure.
Trueman inhabit me
They know me, better than me
almighty superior to smite me

Pickup my brain off the glass
put it on the report, it never deployed
primary and backup, both options destroyed.
It was a hit, simple as that
hunt down the mob if you were to avenge me
but ill be six feet under, just call if you need me.

Trueman call out to me
I crashed again and nothing worked again
deploy by design but not this time
lock by nature but this time, a failure.
Trueman inhabit me
They know me, better than me
almighty superior to smite me

They took away all my options to get away
they planned this out, elaborate as can be
I never saw it coming, they snuck up on me.
Unfortunately I could feel it all, 
the first blow to the head
to the last cut to my throat.
even after the lead sex with my brain
only gave birth to the game
shattered the womb, and spread the word of hate

Trueman call out to me
I crashed again and nothing worked again
deploy by design but not this time
lock by nature but this time, a failure.
Trueman inhabit me
They know me, better than me
almighty superior to smite me

You've killed me again, but can you save yourself?
you waste your time, as i always come back
when i work up my plan to retaliate
watch your back and play safe.
You keep taking from me;
my tools, my henchmen, I'll work alone
Kill me again, how many more times can you?
but ive laid a foundation, i come back, you lose. 

Best back-to-back song tandem ever: Work In Progress>We Do It For The Money Obvisously. -SYG

Decade's music awards, Best song.

Forty Days:

And it's been forty days
I've tried forty ways
You will never quite leave your sins behind
They'll haunt you, taunt you until the day you die
You will never really go
You'll think about it much but you'll need to know how the story ends, so you'll sit around, even though you should just go
Tell your friends what you have heard, show them all the lies unlearned
And when you really go, you will really know you were never meant for earth
What's it worth?
If we're going to break it down with any logic, it's absurd
And no matter where we go, we are not alone
When the silence turns to cries of "Why?"
What a way to begin: we inherit sin
And nobody's going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry
Well runs dry
And nobody's going to hold your hand on the day you die
I've tasted seven sins, so they won't let me in
I knock knock knock until my knuckles are bruised and raw
Stuck in the middle with my blood in a puddle on the floor
We made our beds, we'll judge ourselves
And only then and there will we disappear to our final resting place
What a waste!
So many decent people at the gates
And no matter where we go, we are not alone
When the silence turns to cries of "Why?"
What a way to begin: we inherit sin
And nobody's going to quench your thirst when the well runs dry
Well runs dry
And nobody's going to hold your hand on the day you die
And no matter who you know, you will be alone
When the silence turns to cries of "Why?"
What a way to begin: We inherit sin
And nobody's gonna quench your thirst when the well runs dry
Well runs dry
And nobody's gonna hold your hand on the day you die-ie-ie

-Thomas Kalnoky and the musical geniuses of Streetlight Manifesto.

When you wake up.

Stop clownin' around kid,
you have no choice.
You're life can't be chosen or changed kid,
you'll lose every time
because your life is a crime.

You'll never be the one, kid,
who takes in all the sun light
grows just like the streetlights.
You'll never make it out alive
the shark tank is granite lined
but slugs to slugs to the chest is worth buck to the brain.

cut down the nose kid, and take the check
because they can amputate your arms and legs,
but have yet to cut your neck.
That's not you kid, you're own little town
you can try and do whatever you want, but you'll never be a clown.