Verse 1 There's been a LOT on my mind, I been awake lately/ Went from sleeping 10 hrs, to keeping 7 daily/ I got a 9 to 5, it's a blessing this time/ I got a child in my mind til making living off my rhymes/ A car is broken down, got no way to get to shows/ But I'm saving 'til I make it, you can BET I get it tho/ I'mma get a vehicle, & I'mma work until I'm ghost/ I'mma go hard with both until my little man is grown/ See, my baby momma giveth/ We have a fight, then it/ Gets a little darker, 'cause I'm partial to the sinning/ But I'm all grown up - I need my bank account to get it/ Almost married & divorced when her daughter is a woman/ Had to get on speaking terms, now I'm on my third album/ So just how can/ You keep on listening without him/ Malcolm/ Showed that on your own still sold/ So I'm happy with pro's but I'm solo HERE I GO!/ Yeah/ That's/ Possible in fact/ Got the winners on my back, yellow hammer is tha champions/ Yeah this city DOES sleep, ain't no need for an Ambian/ We get our rest to get the rest, good luck to the camp you in/ Now you in the presence of a family running deep/ We got Yela, we got Reb-El, plus AK is making beats/ We got tha kinda drive to make us make it over seas/ What more you could ask for? Alabama sends a Peace!/- Hook And the shower's coming down, and the shower's coming down/ And the shower's coming down, and the shower's coming down/ And the shower's coming down, and the shower's coming down/ And the shower's coming down, and the shower's coming down/- Verse 2 We been sitting at a bar, tried escaping where we are/ Man not far from where we are there's some cops that's stopping cars/ An when my ID is at work, they got a purpose for their work/ I got warrants for performance of my Taurus after work/ So enormous is my bad luck/ The chorus is "I get fucked"/ I'm sure that I should give up/ But not if I could live up/ To all those expectations, I'm impatient with my life style/ And by now, you see how I feel that way in my town/ It's about to come back down now/ The showers never back down/ Been told that when it's cold, that it's just frozen in the background/ And when it all blows over it's supposed to keep it fresh/ So the most that we can stress is "which is better: ass or breasts?"/ yeah/ Plus we gotta fine select/ But I gotta confess that them showers is a mess/ And the city still spins, and the city still spins/ The new city of the wind, man, you heard where we been/-

Hook These our the, these our the days of our lives but we/ Keep grinding, keep grinding, ain't no sleep to-night 'cause/ These are the days of our lives/ X 4 Verse 1 I won't back down/ Though I know they got the crown/ Build my empire/ See their top & take it down/ See em out talking/ That's all they do, a jacking move/ No substance in their songs, so I knew I had to pack a groove/ Classic stew, I'll feed it to ya - ain't no diets over here/ Eat it up til you full, take the recipe & spread the news/ I got bigger dreams than fucking R&B bitches/ I got a son bitches!/ Try to picture better riches/ Gotta raise him til he's richer/ Find my niche & let em picture/ I wanna see him looking up, say "that's daddy, he's the victor"/ What Alabama artist you know turning down pussy/ Foot is firmly/ Planted on this planet/ Rookies pussy footing/ Cookie cut it's like I'm fucking using you like groupies do it/ Scoop your ugly girlfriend and sit beside to look brand new/ Ooh it's like you stupid, you're like Hoovers in the game/ Bet the pres had called & said "it's YOU that's changing things"/ Insane/- Hook Verse 2 Yo, I won't take no/ While y'all in the stop-&-go/ Over to the fast lane/ Look over/ "let's get it, Joe"/ Y'all gotta know I mean it, I'm just fiending for success/ I'm impressed with their ascension but their business is a mess/ And yes in the flesh I'm trying to get the best dressed/ I don't need to keep it flashy, if it's comfortable is best/ I'm a grown-ass man making grown-ass music/ See the trees flying by, keep it neutral, gotta do it/ It's a party tune, into it, so you know we gotta act a fool/ Throw ya hands up!/ Who wanna get into it?!/ Hold/ Yo/ Hands/ And make em touch the sky/ Throw yo drink up, get it done, bet it's a crazy night/ Crazy 'cause you made it, make some memories like Vegas/ I get faded, bet I make it til you see me in the pavement/ Now the test is/ Are we gonna be the greatest?/ Can you take it?/- Hook

Verse 1 (Aldrian Auteur) Yo where do we ever go/ When everything in life is hella-low/ And blood ceases to run through the earth's skeletal?/ Do we live on forever or do we perish slow?/ Or do we just end-up stuck in places we thought we'd never go?/ Whoa/ The question freezes the celestial/ The seeds I planted seems to never grow/ So I'm stuck here in this vestibule/ Searching for a direction but it seems there's no way to go/ My soul has sinked to the devil's slope/ Sometimes I feel like an extra terrestrial/ Who was blessed with the extra glow/ Special flow/ Giving people extra hope/ 'Cause you never know/ Who can be saved by what's engraved through the X & O's/ My phonetics are visual through your pilings/ Whatever's hitting in life, I reveal it through your helix/ Critics say I'm surrealist/ I think that I'm the realest/ Capable of giving only the knowledge which I'm given/ I try to speak to the children, open they minds to listen/ I know, parents, it's hard to raise em without a village/ How can one expect to grow with no nutrition in spirit/ This is my food for thought for the tongue within your ear rim/ I feel off, & I'm too stuck in my memory land/ Searching for words to switch the position of your Enneagram/ Call me The Millennium Man/ With a pen in my hand/ I'm mentally miles from anywhere that you stand/ Circled around the earth and found my way to your land/ Hot-wire your scull after invading your head/ Gave you the information, but you refused to take it - you closed minded/ Searching for what's so easy to find, but you will never/- Verse 2 (M.p.H) You never know if him or her could be your downfall/ No homo, so if he, I personified a bank roll/ Thank y'all for the support so I'll know it ain't a fan/ You can't cool me down cause O'Shea the Ice man/ Fuck a fight man/ Not paying dues is how it happens/ Maybe that's what it takes to create a David Chapman/ Or is it infidelity? While you straying away/ He or she is all alone; how you passing the day?/ While she take the children, man, you sitting back puffin/ Two L's around the room - call that shit double Dutching/ Remind you 'bout your feelings, man, they ain't saying nothing/ I hope you really see the fucking hole that you stuck in/ Fucking/ Your cousin/ Just gotta say "fuck em"/ Ya told him/ He's nothing/ When you came back & stuck him/ Lucky is what you called when it don't get as ugly/ As weighing 125 & playing a game of rugby/ But trust me/ You're lucky if you can stay up-out the bookings/ Or your angel wings occasionally getting broken/ Fuck it/ You're lucky if anyone can help ya cope, an/ When it comes to One Love, ANYONE can be a rookie/ While we speaking on love, a pocketbook is overrated/ On comes the radio, you speaking what you making/ Silly mother fuckers that's like glorifying the slave ships/ You never really know like my rhymes contradicting/ You hear a line from me, you'll be surprised what I'm spitting/ You hear a line from him, you'll be surprised that he's spitting/ You live your life with me, you'll be surprised that I'm living/ Keep that in mind all the time, it'll be our deliverance/ You never know!/-

Hook (Aldrian Auteur) I just can't believe X 4 Verse 1 (M.p.H) It's scenic/ Believe it, but I'm off of getting weeded/ Gotta beat it/ I'm going to show you nonbelievers that I mean it/ I was high for a time, head always in tha clouds/ Never felt a sense of clarity until I floated down/ I was/ Dazed & confused/ Sat amazed in my room/ Staring at the stereo like brides maids to a groom/ Like I understand the plan, there's a method to the madness/ There's a method to the madness but I bet I never had it/ I would/ Stare at the wall, watch the smoke swirl/ Now all I really stress is the old girl/ But back then I was in school/ Steady stressing that I'm cool/ I'm impressed I went from fool/ To the leader of the new/ Went from/ Two years of 8th to finally picking up my pace/ Not going to end this with cliches like a simile to 'race'/ I smoked/ Too much/ Thought I'm doing more work/ Than I actually was/ Man I actually flunked/ Man I actually snuck/ All of the answers to the scantrons but it wasn't enough/ I never finished with my class, knew I wanted to rap/ Even with my newer craft, my momma wants me to go back/ Ha! Picture that! Hook Verse 2 (M.p.H) Fresh sky, take a second to look back/ I'm amazed about that hazing that went on in my past/ Not from/ Bullies in school, but the life I been through/ It's been a long one, but there's plenty I flew through/ Numerous tickets - think at least 13/ It was never having tags so lights flashed when they'd see/ I'd get a/ Walk to the door, "know why I'm stopping you for?"/ I'd quietly curse when they'd ask me for more (shit)/ No license or insurance so that's 3 in one trip/ Add another for the truck that took possession of my whip (damn)/ That went down until I finally sat down/ And got a license & a tag now it's time to get down/ Scoop my old girl up so we could find somewhere to curl up/ Try to avoid the tow trucks, 'cause we plan to fuck the world up/ Thought everything was great, but I knew I wanted more/ 'Til an eighteen wheeler slammed right into my door (damn)/- Hook

Up, UP from the bed, head squirming & swirling/ This job site's crashed, I wish I could find the foreman/ Shoot past the shoo pests, on to the new dance/ Fuck how your glass looks, up up to a new set/ SHOW me the megaphone, on some 'fuck how you feel' shit/ I'm out, and I'm out, bout to stumble up some REAL steps/- Gotta take some bigger breaths/- I hate this intermission, wanna skip past the commercials/- It's like the only one of us that HATES the damn circles/-

Hook I haven't seen that look in such a long time/ I've yearned to feel what could be called peace of mind/ X 2 Verse 1 [M.p.H] Yo/ I haven't seen that look in such a long time/ Long time, wrong time, wrong place, still good to see your face/ Cute face/ Still chasing, but it's hard to replace/ Them old-ass feelings on the bed watching ceilings/ Watching ceilings/ Cold chilling; music making, call it dope dealing/ Old feelings pass when we both hit the grass/ Hitting ass & passing notes up in the class/ What a crash/ Course in being hard headed (hard headed)/ Never let it Go Low, like the boy from Philly said it/ Got me asking myself, "what's The Solution & The Reason"/ Cold season/ Use my tongue to make it hotter than the seasons/ Shit is pleasing, but sometimes my life, it ain't the reason/ Hitting trees an checking rear-view/ Watching out for treason/ But I'm leaving, but I'm leaving sometimes you'll see me speeding/ See me speeding/ Trying to figure out if it's what she did/ Ego feeding, but my peers, my peers'll be misleading/ If my body's like Christ, was she starved or was she eating?/ I drive it safe & slow but don't know nothing bout the Engine/ Word to Sean, word to Sean it's getting hazy in the Atmosphere/ A cat was there, his back was bare but shadow mixed with midnight air/ But was my decision fair?/ How CAN we coexist if you can't get near?/ I heard that you been crying, filling up the house with tears/ I just wanna say I'm sorry but you filled up all the air/- Hook Verse 2 [Reb-El] Yeah, that peace of mind trying to get that peace that's mine/ From an unpeaceful grind held by chains/ But that Jesus piece is mine/ A friend showed his loaded piece and then blew his mind/ At lease joy has a lease/ But death has a open invitation/ Word to Tyrese/ Find the missing piece for us to have world peace/ Does my homie's niece/ Remind him of a piece of innocence/ But in a sense/ We're childlike 'til our sixth sense/ Is clouded by incense/ of suspense/ Lock on happiness' fence/ That we can't O-PEN But nigga we stay HOPING/ For better days and we stay COPING/ Over this cold world but I gotta cold pen/ That rapes - better call Penn/ State/ Or you should dip like Copen/ Hagen trying to get right off the streets no Reagan/ But dough off those rhymes sheets and we living better now/ Gucci sweater, and momma said/- Hook Verse 3 [M.p.H] I guess we all searching & fighting/ Looking for what's right, and/ Heading in the wrong direction, but hey, that's life/ We just living, we just living, looking for that little peace of mind/ But if you take a second, close your eyes & it'll be in sight/ Life is like a Sunday morning hunting for them Easter eggs/ take a pledge, stand on land, maybe you won't hit your head/ Throw up what you smoking on but not too high, you'll see tha FEDS/ but you can put your headphones on & drown out what the bailiff said/ Hip Hop music literally saved my life force/ So I say fuck awards/ I'm laying records hopefully to pass the torch/ Show my force/ Grab a sword, & challenge your Excaliburs/ You challengers are scavengers/ You should've grabbed a calendar/ The Mayan's saw my face/ 2012 is when I'll win the race/ I'm finished pacing/ Played the game/ And laid some code down like the masons/ Now I pray I'll have it made, don't plan to cool in Escalades/ Getting payed & watching clouds, the greats are smiling down on me/- Hook

Take a seat on the grass, let it all wind down/ You may not wanna sit there 'cause it rained for about/ Hmm...I don't know/ Let's start with a toast/ To the host, baby it was your idea to get ghost/ And it's good 'cause the house can be overbearing & shit/ Well, you know, you know, I get weary & shit/ Nah, I didn't mean that I can't stay near & shit/ 'Cause you know that it's not that I don't care & shit/ But anyway, babe, tell me a little about your day/ How were the co-workers, did you get there OK?/ Yeah, yeah, I know that your car is a trip/ Be lucky if you make it without being stranded & shit/ I heard of a mechanic, yeah, Booze talked about him/ Said that he was good, maybe one day we'll take a trip/ See what's going on/ He said it wouldn't take long/ Maybe half an hour, then the suspense is all gone/ What's wrong?/ Just lunch , that's it/ I just haven't seen you in a minute, see you manning the ship/ Yeah, yeah (p) REB's still talking to her/ And you KNOW Nate's ass is still talking to her/ AK?/ Well, that's ain't easy to say/ I mean I guess he's doing good, I mean he seems OK/ You know how, oh wait go ahead/ Oh yeah I remember him, man he wet the bed/ In first grade/ What happened to the homie/ I think I saw him at Walmart, but I didn't go see/ So yeah, how's your man, I...what's his name?/ That's right, yeah, I remember that game/ You & him came together, yeah, I remember his face/ I remember how you looked when you would glance at him, babe/ Oh yeah, I was jealous; I been thinking for months/ That I'm bout to ask you out right before the first punt/ But shit/ I guess it happened for a reason/ What more can I say?/ And so we stayed friends/ But I'd love to get that relationship feeling again/ No, no, don't worry, I'm just reminiscing/ That look you giving me, yeah, yeah, just relax/ When I see you, I can't HELP but think about the past/ It crashed/ Remember how we used to be?/ After you dumped what's his face 'cause on the side he had a fling?/ Yes indeed/ Yeah, yeah, I agree/ But it was so good to see the way you smiled with your teeth/ That little bounce in your walk, and the things-that-you-don't-see/ How bout that little bell and the things you said to me?/ Were heavenly/ Me, I tried my hand at style/ But but my actions couldn't catch up to what's coming out your mouth/ An now/ What's wild/ You probably gave-up all the waiting/ But only now I'm giving out what came out your mouth/ So you see?/ BET we've come a long way/ But now, even more today there's MORE roads left to pave/ More stones to unturn, no more boards for us to break/ It's insane/ I know, but tell me at this age/ Don't you think we've learned enough to brave the interstate ok?/ Maybe the butterflies'll catch up on the flowers on our graves/ I don't MEAN to depress/ But the time that we got left/ It should be spent with all the people that do truly know us tha best/- What you say?