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And One Where should I
start? Disjointed heart I've got not commitment To my
own flesh And I'm left all alone Can't find my
home No one to hear me, to heal my ill heart, I Keep it
locked up inside I cannot express to the point I've
regressed If anger's a gift, then I guess I've been
blessed, I
Pre chorus: 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 (2x)
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
Pre chorus
Chorus (2x)
Keep my
distance (4x)
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.
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