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Rise
03:33
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Rise - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Critical, was the pinnacle, oh so cynical
Don't you fuckin know me
Hold me, don't console me,
Just behold me to the highest nation
Facin' confrontation, observation
No more I was patient
Forty, after forty, I'm so horny
I can't fuckin take it
Keep your mind, keep
We can't walk away from something oh so sweet,
No we can't walk away, cause it's inside of me
I sit, I crawl, I envy in your strength but that's not me
I'm not your bitch, I'm not your homey, you punk ass trick,
Just me just me
Critical is the pinnacle, still so cynical,
Thought you fuckin knew me
Woo me, misconstrue me, and pursue me
In the fear of hatred
Oh... you'll lye
Keep our soul high
Keep us alive
We won't survive
We won't die
Piteous greed and envy you mother fuckers
Piteous greed and envy you mother fuckers
Piteous greed and envy you wanna fuck us
Piteous greed and envy you wanna fuck us, you fucker
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2. |
One-Way
03:13
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One Way - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Well these were the forces of fashion oppressin 'em all
They were makin 'em, breakin 'em, takin 'em, shakin 'em down
But were never believin, conceivin, or given a hope
They were given the burden of hurtin, the burden to cope
In all your mind
I've lost sight
Solely am real
Existing here
Carnivals
Funerals
All were the same
All were today... today
In your mind
I've lost sight
I'm still real
Exist here
Ever so silent
They were so peaceful
Ever so violent
These eyes reveal
Reveal
Lead us forth
Give us light
Lead us forth into this life of mine
Now won't you lead us forth
Now won't you give us light
Now won't you lead us forth into this life of mine
Give us our life
Lead us were blind
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3. |
Shallow
03:54
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Shallow - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
BUCK-UP
Open your eyes
Open your mind(don't sleep)
Ooh well here we are again please me
Never leave me out just to tease me I know,
But what was there to remember
Sunny days so bleak in December was cold,
Shallow, broken this mold
Heaven sent and from heaven grown in this world,
A girl, a sinner, and a priest
The motherfucking haters won't let me get sleep
So shallow
So out of your head
Evil, well they're fuckin evil again
So, what, you wanted, What,you wanted a friend
Sorry, well hell no that bitch ain't sorry
Ooh once again here to please me
Left me out in spite just to tease me,
I know and so clearly I remembered
Cloudy days so sweet in December
The pain, refrains from all that I know
Heaven sent and from heaven grown...
Open your eyes
Open your mind
You motherfuckers open your eyes
Open your mind, (don't sleep)
See me, rithing
And holy release me
Slowly, from what is only
Task of subsiding,
Never am hiding
Never am lonely,
Never am only never am
Back track
This is what you pack
Back to back, you're back from the melody
Back track now is this what you knack
Back to back, you're back for the remedy
Back track now this is what you act
Act to back you fade from reality
Back track
A-this is what you back
Back to back,
The pace come repeatedly
Ooh so pack them bags up and leave me
Tired ol' bullshit don't deceive me, I know
And what was there to remember hung up dry,
Left out in a splendor and
Time is wasted with much resent
Heaven grown and from heaven sent
You
She wants me there
He wants me there
They want me there
Bitch wants me there
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4. |
Away
04:41
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Away - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Now I know pain
I feel that I've no other
Now I won't love
She's runnin'
No reason
Don’t hear you say that she's gone
Never been OK
Never ran away
She wants me? She loves me? No
Now I know pain
I feel I've no other
Now I want love
Fall away
Far away from pain
Don’t you care
She’s gone away
They have found a way
We have found a way
We were far away
Away
Everything 'til this I complied
Every thought that we think it might fail
Everything how we think never forgiven
Oh everything how it had to feel like that
I don't think I would roam to make a problem
I know your livin' your life to be like that
Get out my face, all the guilt it won't pay
Be my bitch and I wont pop a gat
Hide pain far away
Please don't mind
Never leave me dry
Never felt like this
Don't care for me
& you don't care
Oh not again
I don't think...I confide
Oh not again
I will be forever away
Away, go away, go away, far again
Far again
I will be forever away
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5. |
Moderation
04:55
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Moderation - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Refuse me and use me
I'll speak my point of mind
Relation, duration, the only thing that's mine
So use me and choose me
I'll kill it all behind
Relate me and rape me, the only thing that's right
It's moderation, incantation
I cannot face it
I see the face come through
I cannot taste it, so bitter and so untrue
I feel face come through, but everything I see is so demented
Take my time with you, but everything I say is so resented
You better believe the hype you hype
And everything, you can't defend it
If you believe what's right, what's right?
In spite, they'll try to end it
Cause they said
Too much sugar in the brain
Too much sugar in your head
Too much sugar in the brain
Too much sugar insane, oh yeah
Too much sugar I like it
Too much sugar can't hype it, no
No, too much sugar I like it
Too much sugar can't hype it, no
Too much sugar in the brain
Too much sugar in your head
Too much sugar in the brain
Too much sugar insan, oh yeah
Too much sugar ain't healthy
Too much sugar can't help me, no
No, too much sugar ain't healthy
Too much sugar can't help me no
Unto whom I speak my mind
Unto whom I kill in time
Unto whom I speak my soul
Unto whom I can't control
Unto whom I speak my mind
Unto whom I kill in time
Unto whom I make myself array
Unto whom I can't believe insane
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6. |
Ignore
04:00
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Ignore - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Sso what's it gonna be, when it's gotta be
And what's it gonna take to get you by
Everything you see not reality
Well we told you 'bout that shit so many times
And you throw it all away, all in hate and pain
And it's eatin you inside to take your mind
But it's gotta feed, gotta make you bleed
No it's never had enough, enough of mine
A pitch will come fast and catch yall runnin
Keep you comin', come high, to hit you so (sweet)
That shit is gonna creep, on you on you
But they're kickin our face to kick again
And they're pickin us up to bring us down
What ya gonna do when gotta do
Like you, like you
These are not my fathers
They won't make us prosper
He's your saint
He's your killer
Gone insane
Now a hero
Yeah the bitches come fast to catch yall runnin
Keep you comin', come high, to hit you so (sweet)
That shit is gonna creep, on you on you
Artist the slave
Conformist rat
I sense a killer
Killer comin' ready for attack (time to attack)
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7. |
Soulfeed
02:45
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Soulfeed - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Well all the pressure I, feelin piece of mind, takin all my time
Drop that
Now that I've seen light, I am blinded
So sensational, the elation oh, never face 'em lone
A meditation be, free yourself from me, new found apathy
Gripe
I don't mean to care, slowly take my share, take me under where
They're raping me so blind, raping from behind, so hard to find a
Right
Drop that shit more
Now that I've seen light, I am blinded
They've taken away from me, everything I see, not hard to believe
The feeling of this plight, damaging insight, will it end tonight
Gripe
Sorry I could care, ever took my share, vanity beware
They're raping me so blind, raping from behind, so hard to find a
Right
Could you not be so critical punk ass #*@*!
Give us up, and get up, and keep a rhythm comin'
Breakin' no sweat, 'cause it's a simple soft pinfall
Y no quiero, tu cero, 'cause it's a soulfeed
Was a mission simple, the road to take cajole
Beneficial, and ripple, and taken ten official wrappers
A with a bullet called soulfeed farm
Was the better, the wetter, the red-eyed rhythm rapper
So sudden, look there's no place to go
All hypocrites
Not, like you, I'm not
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8. |
Good For...
03:37
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Good For... - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Lead in the place you, live in, give in, give out,
No doubt you see, a MF talks shit with no problem
He's hobblin these faces, misplacin his hatred,
But still his punk ass bitch can't fake it
Will it penetrate your mind
Or will you ever have your self-control
I'll tell you every fuckin line
This seed was good for me
This seed was good for me
This seed won't get rid of me
This seed so good for me
This seed won't you better me
Well did it penetrate your mind
Or did you ever have your self-control
I'll tell you every fuckin line
This ain't a fuckin lie
Writin, fearin, fallin,
Stark mad at the bitches that ballin
But coherence has no place for obscenity
What the fuck is the norm no identity
Well did it penetrate your mind
Or will you ever have your self-control
I'll tell you every fuckin line
This seed was good for me
This seed was good for me
This seed won't get rid of me
This seed so good for me
This seed can't you better me
Well did it penetrate your mind
Or did you ever have your self-control
I'll tell you every fuckin line
This ain't a fuckin lie
Hurry
Static, my fiend could you've minded
I know you live it, but you don't like it
Static, my fiend could you like it
I know you live it, but you don't mind it
Static, my fiend could you've minded
I know you live it, but you don't like it
Static, my fiend could you like it
I know you live it but you don't mind
Drop that line
Drop the lie
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9. |
Damn, Chops
01:23
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n/a
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10. |
What You Got
04:23
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What You Got - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Jump, what
Give up just what you got
Jump, (k)now, to feel exalted more
What is this I see
What is this I can't believe
To be only man so far below
To be only man so far forever
Was the son of a man I had to know
Was the son of a man I can't endeavor
Was this greedy play that'll fade,
With the aide of the say of the right you get some
She's out the back door
Ain't gettin' no more, NO
She's out the back door
Ain't gettin shit
What is this I know
What is this I can't control
To be holding near so possibly
To be holding what you could forever
Was the son of a man so hard to know
Was the son of a man, so I endeavor
Was this greedy play, that'll fade
With the aide of the say of the right you get some
Feel so loved
We feel young
We feel numb
We feel down
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11. |
Patience
04:58
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Patience - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
Lead us our god
Hold my eyes
Seen you comin
Kept you runnin
Oh so sudden you felt so alive
'Cause you fuckin with the weed I smoke,
I catch ya I catch ya fuckin with the weed I smoke
could it feel good
Fuckin with the weed I smoke,
I catch ya I catch ya fuckin with the weed I smoke
It might feel good
Fuckin with the weed I smoke,
I catch ya I catch ya fuckin with the weed I smoke
Does it feel good
Fuckin with the weed I smoke,
I catch ya I catch ya fuckin with the weed I smoke
It did feel
You can love me, just don't make it public...
welcome to this thing I call pain
Property be that which is not me
I can love thee, I feel outside, hate
Plotting through his lethal scheme, it breaks me
but it never knows what I've been through, rape
Prop of all that I see,
it can't better me I'll never go alone, fate
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12. |
Spydaman Don't
04:18
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Spydaman Don't - lyrics by Enrique Veguilla
So tell me what does it mean, to be a motha fucka
Without a hope or a dream or any duckie sucka
So evident you believe, so evident you fucka
And now you suffer the fiend, and then the fiend you suffer
And when it's runnin' away
And everything is mental
I know you're pushin to stay
And feelin extra special
Another push in the pay
Another push will get you
Another push will get you where you go
I felt the fear inside me
Now I know my soul is ridden
To breed the hate inside me
Now I know myself forgiven
But, I never felt so alone
No I never felt so at home (yeah)
Go... go...
Go home... go home...yeah
When everything is obscene
And everything is mental
I know you will and you plead
For yet another level
Another stitch in the seam
Feel like I'm nothing special
Another fish in the sea
I'm feelin' existential
Go... come and fill my mind
Know... know and feel entire
What's given in?
Once given to feel mine
So now you know what it means to be a motha fucka
Without a hope or a dream, or any duckie sucka
still evident you believe, still evident you fucka
And now you suffer the fiend and then the fiend you suffer
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