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(Intro - President Obama)
I'm so grateful to be keeping such extraordinary company
I, first of all, want to thank all of you who were involved in making this possible.
But, the main thing that I want to do here is just say how I'm inspired by the young people who are represented.
(Verse 1)
Life gets complicated in a lot of ways
I’m trying to start a movement, on a path for change
I’m not trying to get political with imagery
Simply want to uplift spirits and change history
Nowhere to go, at the cliff you freeze
Don’t look down, just spread your wings
This is it, the new theme song
Life the Show 2, on the beat like ping pong
Obama brings me in, I had to send a message
This the youth movement, we should all have questions
Who’s the leader? I think you should be
Take your own path, make your own dreams
The route we travel on, no doubt, has obstacles
But if you keep your head up with the optical
You can achieve great things, I want you know
So, take these keys, it’s time to go
(Hook) (2x)
This a new theme, for the young kids
This one’s for the new generation
Take all the hate, they screaming out
Be a hero, let your spirit out
(Verse 2)
What do I even feel like saying?
I just shared my safe haven
Brace yourself, the messages I’m relaying
Completely sum up how the world is decaying
That’s a bit harsh, maybe justified
Worry too much on how we’re viewed outside
Read headlines, think we’re all gonna die
And the media creates this expanding divide
Whether black, white, Asian, Jewish, gay or bi
We’re all human beings under this earth’s sky
We focus too much on skin color and income
If we let them in, how will I get some?
One of the best lessons I know
Making sure he has enough, is why you check your brother’s bowl
We should try to see what makes us alike
Before it’s too late and the clock strikes midnight
(Hook) (2x)
This a new theme, for the young kids
This one’s for the new generation
Take all the hate, they screaming out
Be a hero, let your spirit out
Let your spirit (3x)
(Outro - President Obama)
So, the primary message I have is that all of you represent enormous potential and enormous possibility for change
(Alternate Hook - Eric Nally)
I ain't gonna die tonight
You can't kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can't you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh
(T.D.) (2x)
Take all the hate, they screaming out
Be a hero, let your spirit out
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2. |
Corporate Etiquette
02:59
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(Intro)
Man I just feel this in my soul, whew
Life: The Show, Part 2, Corporate Etiquette
(Verse 1)
I always rapped for real, it was never recreation
This is more the same, I present you with my affidavit
I know I always sound sagacious, but lately I can’t pick a favorite
Caught up in my mind, is thoughts of girls laying naked
I should probably get some blanket, statements
I almost went a way I shouldn’t have
But good enough ain’t good enough, when everything you see is bad
I’m done playing Peter Pan, Tinkerbell won’t go away
I keep thinking she’s my biggest fan
This flow is pretty lucid
Like it’s LSD inducing
You should probably catch a vibe before I hit you with an Uzi
And these numbers I’m producing, Wait, I’m not producing any numbers
So summer after summer, I keep writing for my sanity
No murder spree, ain't no Casey Anthony
I’m freestyling fancily, it don’t matter if you answer me (hello)
I'll take a chance at fantasy
It don’t matter if its words, verbs, or adverbs
I’m done speaking proverbial thoughts
Wait, maybe I’m lost, like the Loch Ness Monster
I cross-check authors
This ain’t for no cross-necked fathers
You don’t know my flow is off-net, prosper
I write these rhymes so proper
That don’t make me property
But you can call me Proper T
Get it? Yeah, I'm sorry this ain’t good enough
But this is for the women, who, well I mean, they coulda sucked
That probably won’t fly in my workplace
Or maybe in the worst case
They’ll want to hear all my songs and get raps on their birthday
And I'm about to win the race, went from fourth to first place
I’m probably like the second coming of Nostradamus
A ghost in the machine, I got on no pajamas
I never thought I’d be working in an office
Maybe my beliefs are a little more agnostic
Because sometimes I feel something, oops, wait, nope, I lost it
But don’t hate the prophet of this project
I’m about-face, it’s high stakes, colossus
I’m okay, not OJ in a mosh pit
No way, I’m Cobain in this cockpit
Times change, like snow days, we ain’t off yet
But often, I’d rather lose than to profit
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3. |
Unemployed Thoughts
03:21
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(Verse 1)
Thoughts, thoughts, thoughts
Thoughts in my head ain’t stopping
I don’t know my options, am I iconic?
A Nikon click, really don’t get the picture
Isn’t that ironic? Like a broke light fixture
I just want it straight, ain’t no Sprite mixer
No dice, I’m just rolling, I’m a dope life dealer
It means I got enough for you to light it up forever
I’m just floating down the river, this is IT, clown killer
The sounds differ, when I’m in the town, I’m renowned
As the best damn rapper coming from the underground
But I don’t get a job from writing down these rhymes
And I don’t have a record deal, I’m using all my time
Like whoa, maybe I can’t pay enough for that yet
If I die today, put these albums in my casket
I’ve had it, with rap shit
Fantastic
(Verse 1, Cont’d)
And is it time to panic?
Nope, we ain’t wasting the days
All these ideas in my head and they ain’t getting me paid
Hey, that ain’t my worry though. Don’t know where to start, but here we go
(Refrain)
Yo, unemployment line freestyle
Me and these ideas meet Andre 3 thou
I became an Outkast on the last one
Might pack it up and move to Alaska
(Pre-Chorus)
My thoughts got nowhere to go in the middle of the night
So I spill them on this page because I gotta do it right
(Chorus - 2x)
Unemployment, unemployment
This song is not for your enjoyment
(Verse 2)
Last year, I really couldn’t even tell
This year, I got a wishing well
Don’t kiss and tell, let’s slow it up
On the real though, that’s enough
You’re lucky I ain't write 1,000 songs yet
After how you acted, I digress
Ashamed we could have been the best
Lucky, my respect won’t let me get it off my chest
(Chorus - 2x)
Unemployment, unemployment
This song is not for your enjoyment
(Bridge)
Enjoyment, you don’t get enough
I’m sorry that I can’t keep saying pointless stuff
Write a few words that show you I’m annoyed at love
If I’m being honest, I can’t keep my unemployment up
(Chorus - 2x)
Unemployment, unemployment
This song is not for your enjoyment
(Verse 3)
I tried to reach out and see what happened
I guess something became your distraction
I’m just taking action, looking for some satisfaction
But it’s saddest when you respond and say let’s stay inactive (wooo)
I’m only looking for some better days, so if January never ever came
I’d still remember February through the month of May
Honestly, shut up, I got some shit to say
(Outro)
This microphone, takes me down the lonely road
Somehow I always make it home
That’s something that we’ll never know
Music has saved my life 1,000 times
I’m safe when writing verses and recording rhymes
Doing this is the only way I can survive
So I keep working, avoid the unemployment line
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(Intro)
Start the story, in 1991
Young kid, just having fun
That kid, produced this
So you know you, can’t refute this
Truth is, I’m the greatest
Shit, It’s been 7 years, I thought I’d finally say it
(Verse 1)
Humble beginnings in Beaver Falls
Grew up, and I got tall
Let’s rewind, to 09
Met this girl, she was so fine
Always on my mind, for those couple months
Thought we had love, but didn’t have much
But, she’s the one, led me to the Rock
Before I got there, our love stopped
It was never meant to be, wasn’t in our destiny
But it was time I thanked Kara, for starting this journey
Stop, hold up, got my focus, you know what?
There were some silly times, spitting rhymes
Started this rap thing, it’s a career of mine
Or a hobby, I don’t know what you would call it,
But it got me, through a lot of deep shit
That probably would have driven me crazy, if I hadn’t pursued it
So, thanks Chris
(Verse 2)
It was like 2010, where do I begin, I’m rapping
What’s in my head?
There’s another girl, once again
She creeps into the picture
In 2012, to get specific
If you couldn’t tell, had a bunch of girls in the past,
But I dropped them, then me and you fought often
I already touched on that in Life the Show 1,
Onto the future, and where I went
It was Syracuse, when I got consumed with the girl who
Was doing more, than breaking news
Ew, it was Take Me to Church girl, but I didn’t do that
No way, I was gonna move back
Last hurrah, Thanksgiving weekend
New Years, I was overthinking
Moved on, had a couple side pieces
Then I found her, right before we were leaving
I haven’t really talked about this, see I was grieving
And, I didn’t want to get too specific
It was too fresh to visit
But the views are switching
And the hue is different
The truth is missing
But it leaves me wishing
We could have a conversation about what’s the vision
I just wanna know how you’re living
But everytime I reach out, you’re so distant
I only wanna talk about how, you block me out
Not beat around, with nonsense
Maybe we should have a conference
I’m sorry about that, It’s on me
I didn’t wanna move, it’s my fault
It’s okay, don’t get too mad about this
I’m sorry for bringing you up in the song at all
So, now I’m talking about moving forward
And seeing what the future has
Maybe I’m just spazzing,
Maybe I’m just a little goofy and sad
Maybe I’m alright and I’m doing okay
And life’s pretty good and the things that I say,
And I’m just spitting this, indifferent, gibberish
Okay, let’s go, start talking
Spit those thoughts out, what you got man?
I don’t even know. It’s okay, calm down
Let’s go slow
You sit here, thinking about it
Couldn’t climb it, like a mountain
This fountain keeps on, spouting off,
About the cost, my pennies tossed,
Time is lost, have I forgot, how far I’ve got?
No, I’ve not.
From Beaver Falls to Slippery Rock to Syracuse to Charlotte.
What's next?
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5. |
Lonely No More
03:03
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(Intro)
I wonder why she tell me she ain’t lonely no more
On the real girl, you don’t know me no more
(Verse 1)
Tell the club, they better open right now
I ain’t wasting no more time, we gonna go out on the town
I’mma make out with these rhymes
I’mma thrown down with these vowels
She want me to hold her down
Treat her like she holy now
I just be like Holy Cow
If you gon blow me, blow me now
No more wasting all this time, when the Rolly ticking loud
I’m all in the grapevine, you don’t know me, know me now
I got no more to say, so we gon slow it, slow it down
(Hook)
She ain’t lonely no more (2x)
I wonder why she tell me she ain’t lonely no more
On the real girl, you don’t know me no more
(Verse 2)
Turn up at the club, she’s gonna try to find a new man
Sorry every songs getting played by my fucking band
Living like some millionaires, they barely on a hundred grand
We gon take the field, they just sitting, watching from the stands
Oh man, oh man, we the ones that own it
Got my ice on, and I’m feeling like I'm golden
Lookin at the credits, you know I’m the one that wrote it
Everybody posing like they want me in they're photos
She taking money and she try to roll it
Girl, I know exactly where it’s going
We ain’t bout that life, then she try to throw it
Wanna back it up on me, but that spell she cast is broken
So you know I got the rhymes and I’m getting famous
I know I’m on your mind, cuz I’m gonna make it
Said she ain’t got the time, but she’ll make me waste it
Say she ain’t got the time, girl I’ve seen you naked
(Hook)
She ain’t lonely no more (2x)
I wonder why she tell me she ain’t lonely no more
On the real girl, you don’t know me no more
(Verse 3)
If we ain’t making plays, we steady making memories
Spitting on this verse, fuck up all these melodies
Steady out my seat, like I’m up in a spelling bee
She says if I leave, will they all remember me?
Remember that, remember that
I got the bars, I got the rhymes, I’m steady messing with the trap
They can’t match my stats
Counting racks on racks
That’s the true, that’s the real, that’s the fucking facts
They see I’m white not black
Think I work at Goldman Sachs
Got your girl in the club, and she gon twerk that ass
Throw that, throw that, throw that, throw that cash
We go so hard, don’t crash
I’m all on the map, I’m all on the map
If I’m in your city, know I got that strap
My crew got my back
Girl put me on blast
But I still show my face, you know I don’t wear the mask
(Outro)
Same girl, that I don’t know no more
She said, all she want, all she want is closure
It’d be better if we talked when we’re sober
But since I’m on tour, you can bet its over
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6. |
Wave Motion
04:21
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(Hook) (2x)
So much commotion, screaming like the ocean
We just ride the wave, I don’t care where it’s going
(Verse 1)
Girl, it ain’t been but a minute
I picture a future that’s having you in it
Tell me this just ain’t a gimmick
Like those spinning little fidgets
You gave me your digits, I wanted to hit it
After we met, I stopped being so ignant
I shouldn’t talk like this
A watch on my wrist, says I got a lot of time
For these thoughts I spit
I ain’t talking about the thots, that the whole crew hit
I’m just talking about you, whoever you is
Build you up, we can stand on the bridge
Watch all the waves as they crash on the cliffs
Try to build you up, we can stand on the bridge
Watch all the waves as they crash on the cliff
(Hook) (2x)
So much commotion, screaming like the ocean
We just ride the wave, I don’t care where it’s going
(Verse 2)
Girl, I go crazy when you up on it
I’m going out my mind, yeah I’m going psychotic
When you throw it back, you know I caught it
The way she moving on the block, she like Dennis Rodman
I shouldn’t talk like this
Because you might get scared
Have I said enough?
Now let’s compare
You like wasting time
But I don’t dare
When I wrote these rhymes
You wasn’t there
Build it up, worried that we lost it
You want a chance to be a little more exotic
This life has been getting quite exhausting
But it’s the weekend so we always get it poppin’
(Hook) (2x)
So much commotion, screaming like the ocean
We just ride the wave, I don’t care where it’s going
(Verse 3)
Girl, make me lose all my side chicks
The way that we get it, she can be my side kick
Staring at her, like I can’t close my eyelids
She a perfect mix of everything, she my hybrid
I shouldn’t talk like this
Before I’m in too deep
And we might just drown
Before we hit our feet
And what you are, is a nice release
But would our love, find its peace
Build it up, but what’s our foundation
Should we have some kids, put em in a playpen
Travel around the world, visit every fucking nation
I’m just trying to figure out our motivation
(Hook) (2x)
So much commotion, screaming like the ocean
We just ride the wave, I don’t care where it’s going
(Verse 4)
Girl, this is getting pretty serious
Making all my ex girls get furious
My boys, act like I’m delirious
And when they in the club, everybody hearing this
I shouldn’t talk like this
I guess I just did
And you’re not too good
At making plans
I should move on
Says all my friends
But I’m texting you
When the day ends
Build it up, for the purposes to break it
I make enough that I got the time to waste it
Especially if you’re getting naked
I’m just worried that this moments getting faded
(Hook) (2x)
So much commotion, screaming like the ocean
We just ride the wave, I don’t care where it’s going
(Transition – Eminem)
I’m looking for somebody, y’know
One, to stand out, to be unique
And also, say the sickest, most ridiculous, retarded shit you can say, you can think of
That will make somebody want to quit
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(Intro) (Eminem)
Emcees have a competitive spirit, that’s why we’re in it
That’s why we do what we do
(Verse 1) (T.D.)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You should fucking retire, man
I’mma put you out like a fireman
I’m the hired hand, desecrating entire bands
In the sky, man I’ll never land
Enough of you, let’s move with the plan
Take over this trap game
Batman, no Bruce Wayne
2017 Wu-Tang
Asking them “Who Dey?”
We ain’t from Cincinnati
Real Queen City, get Savage
Your bars are below average
Need patched up like the Cabbage
Back up when the track spins
I don’t need to do no accents
I get blessed and add checks
You just trying to add cents
Google me, I get the AdSense
Your girl give you bad sex
Change her life when I bat next
Grand Slam, Serena
Diamonds bigger than peanuts
Three striping Adidas
She go wild when my jeans zip
I ain’t in to keeping secrets
She want me doing it frequent
Perfecting my sequence
Then on to the next, don’t need this
We don’t need this, we don’t need this, we don't need this
I ain’t waiting for the bullshit, because we don’t need it, we don’t need it
(Hook) (2x)
Who got it? Who got it? I’m really asking, who got it?
Because I don’t see a soul, who can even rock a flow
And I’ve been checking all these bars as I’m traveling the globe
Who got it? Who got it?
(Verse 2) (T.D.)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You should probably just quit this
I go Olympic, I’m a gymnast
I do backflips, when this track dips
I won’t join your factions
I got the facts kids, watch me spit this
Coming up, zip, real quick
You ain’t winning a quick pick
Get off Tim’s dick, touchdown off a pick six
Drop you down, I don’t lift this
No limp dick, pass your litmus
You don’t have the persistence
To exist, which is conflicting
Cuz its easy when, I’m breezing in
You gon see me win
Mother fucker, we ain’t even fin
Ain’t done yet, beat the sunset
You want some, then you run, yep
And I’m still here if the sky falls
You out of touch, get no calls
So you starting up, look at my white balls
(Hook) (2x)
Who got it? Who got it? I’m really asking, who got it?
Because I don’t see a soul, who can even rock a flow
And I’ve been checking all these bars as I’m traveling the globe
Who got it? Who got it?
(Verse 3) (Mecca)
I’m really asking…wait
I’m checking bars like it’s Happy Hour, in a town I’m not that familiar with
I’ve been the Mecca of stupid rhymes ever since I took that Pilgrimage
Years later, I do this shit, when I feel like it, like house chores
Every rapper says they got bars, but we were better off without yours (haha)
These days, I’m clicking next, on SoundCloud like a nervous habit
I’m deep-frying you Chicken Little’s by the bucket load like Colonel Sanders
Pause, wait, Bojangles, wash it down with some sweet tea
Your mama should’ve had her tubes tied, like the game is on and it’s 3-3
You rappers looking like Uncle Buck, in that Mercury, that’s up in smoke
Pour yourself a whole glass of Bleach, then pour another and don’t choke
Who got it?
(Hook) (2x)
Who got it? Who got it? I’m really asking, who got it?
Because I don’t see a soul, who can even rock a flow
And I’ve been checking all these bars as I’m traveling the globe
Who got it? Who got it?
(Outro)
Who got it?
Damn, Mec. I’m tired of these weak ass rappers with these cheap bars
Fucking rip-offs, got no lyricism in today’s game
That’s all right, we got it (haha)
(bird call) (2x)
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8. |
Game, Set, Match
04:33
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(Hook) (4x)
Game, set, match, the racket, the racquet, the racket
(Verse 1)
Drop flows on these mother fuckers, I’m up for the like four nights
Got eyes on you mother fuckers, as you try to ignore heights
No time for your bullshit, Volcano just blew shit
You wanna play games with me, Man this ain’t make believe
I said I’m a sight to see, truthfully, what you do believe
I’m like the Coolest Keith, I’ll meet your Jewish niece
Having her screaming Mazel Tov in Laguna Beach
They be like “Who is he?” Call me Mr. Jubilee
Formally known as the white Pimp C
But I’m in the cave where the lions eat
They say where I’m flying is the highest peak
How dare you trying out, defying me
I got the voice and from my soul it speaks
So you wasting time trying to be my leech
I’m just fading lines, and I do it neat
I got your favorite dime and I’m going deep
Cuz she all up in my satin sheets
You just know, I’m so elite, like
(Hook) (4x)
Game, set, match, the racket, the racquet, the racket
(Verse 2)
Grand Slam, I’m like oh man
Call me Conan, Swinging with no hands
Caveman because I create fire
On 8 Mile with a tire iron
If you not inspired, you must be a liar
I’m the highest highest, and I’m getting higher
Can remember days when I lost desire
Then I pulled it out like a pair of plyers
Raps running low, I’m the new supplier
I know you’re in awe of the way I spit
I’m like mother fucker just ask Chris
And he in the back like “That’s It”
Pack it up, that’s a wrap kids
Game over on when I rap this
Oh shit, he’s serious
His mic game gets furious
Don’t even matter what year it is
Know these motherfuckers fearing him
That’s what they all say when they hear my name
Young Derek Carr with the great aim
So if it’s Primetime, know I win games
So you’ll see me posted at the Hall of Fame, like
(Hook) (4x)
Game, set, match, the racket, the racquet, the racket
(Verse 3)
I’m building bridges, while you falling down
I’m so high, up off the ground
Should I spit it fast, I don’t wanna kill ‘em
Tim, you gotta do, yeah be the villain
Lex Luthor with a couple Rugers
Chop it up and screw it just like Freddy Krueger
Feel like Jeffrey Dahmer, Saddam, Osama
When I load the llama, hit ‘em, Medulla Oblongatta
I’m just rapping off the top a lot of rappers try to stop it
But I’m stationed in the cockpit, “I got it”
Maybe I’m just crazy thinking Jay-Z had a baby with a lady
That wasn’t Beyonce, the Fonz say, “Ayyyy”
Maybe I should stop rapping so fast, maybe I should stop rapping off my ass
I been listening to Views and if you get confused
Know I got a couple flows that Drake couple probably use
I’ll be honest, I’m just fucking with you
Like a pyramid scheme, but I’m the top of the league
No room for defeat, when you playing with me
So I rise to the peak and get you to stand on your feet, like
(Hook) (4x)
Game, set, match, the racket, the racquet, the racket
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9. |
Jetpack to Mars
06:12
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(Verse 1)
Baby, I’ve been feeling iconic
Maybe, I meant I’m psychotic
Locked in, spitting verses like a prophet
Soothsayer, Oracle, I keep ‘em in my pocket
Ahh shit, Tim it’s time to alter flows
Double down the prose, trouble bound, you know
I’m about to shuffle out you hoes
Looking crooked like an O
Now tell what you’ve been putting up your nose?
I guess I’ll let it happen, if she’s taking off her clothes
Down Yellow Brick Road, got Dorothy in a pose
I’m like the only fucking rapper who ain’t dated Amber Rose
Never jerking off to her when I’ve been naked and alone
But you better lock the doors if you go busting in your home
But I got these little busty twins who looking like they clones
(Hook)
I’m just on my jetpack to Mars
B.o.B said the Earth is flat, I ain’t getting very far
Take off to Outer Space, I’m going on my journey
Take it to the Moon, take it to the stars
I’m on my jetpack to Mars
I’m just spitting all these bars
(Verse 2)
Bar spitter, I’ll never fucking stop at all
I won’t quit until I make it to the Taj Mahal
And I will never fall, apologies for making y’all wait
I separate the real from the fake
I got these bad bitches, looking like some Eskimos
Have ‘em eat it up, like they eating vegetables
Now I’m asking questions only heaven knows
Hmm…let’s go!
I’m just wasting time, vacantly stating lines
Somebody asked me if I know what’s in Satan’s mind
I said he hates divine, and wishes he could take my time
But he ain’t real, so I guess we’re fine
Truthfully, I’m honest to a lot of people
It’s obvious I’ve lied before, I’m not Evel Kneviel
Don’t anoint me to a steeple, but I’m flying like an Eagle
Heading up to outer space, is this journey even legal?
(Verse 2, Cont’d)
I’m just going on my jetpack to Mars
All you wack rappers keep buying foreign cars
How I do it? It’s all American
Actually, I’m unfamiliar with my heritage
On a map, I could tell you where Paris is
And a fact about William Henry Harrison
In office 31 days before they buried him
Once again, my verse is getting arrogant
(Verse 3)
Yeah, mic check it
You gotta respect it
Getting very lethal weapon
Do you have any questions?
I’m the topic, I’m the truth and I’m the justice
Those lines are not up for discussion
I keep it baking like an oven
This beat is staying dirty, like kissing on your cousin
I’m a rap ventriloquist
ADD, better get your Ritalin
What state we even in?
It’s fate, we meet again
I call up Nate, and say ‘hey we eat at 10’
He shows up late, like we ain’t even friends
Oh well, I’m saying no surprises
Take you on a journey when you close your eyelids
Dreaming up these pictures right in front of me
Take you on a trip, let’s go visit Hungary
I’m talking to a younger me
Said he’s feeling low on life, living in a submarine
I’m above the ground, hanging out with the trees
Birds and the bees, in the fall with the leaves
Promised if I got it, then I would never leave
But now I’m walking out, telling y’all peace
That’s an attitude that leaves you bamboozled
At an altitude you need rocket fuel to boost, dude
And if I could reduce this all to the truth
I’d be out of words when I stand in this booth
(Refrain)
Intermission, take a break
Please sit back and enjoy the ride
So this is like an audio format so you can’t see me, but I’m dancing right now.
I’m on my jetpack to Mars
Jetpacking, jetpacking,
I’m on my jetpack to Mars
To Mars?
Jetpack to Mars (4x)
(Chorus)
This might take a second to sink in
But this final chapter’s gonna leave y’all thinking
All the fun and games are over with
Now it’s time we get back to some sober shit
(Verse 4)
I’m worried that, I’m running late
Don’t know what time it is? Yo, what’s the date?
Should I call you and tell you I’m leaving?
No date for return, will that leave you grieving?
Where were you this evening? I don’t have that answer
Best guess is outer space, gotta move it faster
Breakdown because I hate nouns
Think of me and you on a date now
Wait, how can we be there?
We ain’t do nothing but be scared
My views disgustingly impaired
I knew discussing things ain’t fair
So I’m sitting here in this dang chair
With this microphone that don’t care
Whoa there, I’ve gone too far
Got no clue where you are
Jetpacked way beyond Mars
Then I blow up, be among the stars
(Outro)
Hey Houston, we’ve had a problem here
Say again, please.
Uh, Houston we’ve had a problem
(inaudible sounds)
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10. |
10 PM in Nashville
03:34
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(Verse 1)
Planned this trip, it’s for your birthday
Think we needed to get away in the worst way
Looking back, I remember
We needed that trip since November
Plane lands down, and I'm driving around
Got a couple hours to go off, exploring this town
Pick you up in the car, I bought some macaroons
Knowing you would love it, it's like our favorite food
Weekend gets rolling, and let the fun begin
I remember stopping in that moment
One night, we aired frustrations
Because we knew this was just vacation
And we had a couple issues to deal with, but let’s enjoy this field trip
Can we make it through this?
Or should we no longer pursue this?
It's like every day my views switch
Remember the love that we shared? Well, now it's just a memory
12 South to Broadway, everything in between
Grand Ole Opry, we stopped for ice cream
Then I realized something
(Hook)
The clock struck 10, the clock struck 10 in Nashville (3x)
Tick, tock (2x)
The clock struck 10
(Verse 2)
Hoping for a Music City Miracle
Or maybe something a bit spiritual
Thinking we could be moving together very soon
But it was a struggle for a year or two
I really thought I might marry you
And don’t act like you wouldn’t consider it
So here it is, you really matter
But I was going crazier than Mad Hatter
The flight delay it was appropriate
And we were surrounded by turbulence
planes grounded, lightning in the distance, it surrounds us
Watch this love going down, when
(Hook)
The clock struck 10, the clock struck 10 in Nashville (3x)
Tick, tock (2x)
The clock struck 10
(Verse 3)
It was gone so soon, maybe too fast
Did we make a mistake, well who would you ask?
I’m not saying we should reconcile
I’m just capturing a moment, then I’ll let it down
Thinking back on the memories made
In Skaneateles, we laid in the shade
I visit Houston and D.C and that's the first place you told me that you love me
Man, that was a major accomplishment
Love grew fast, wasn’t nobody stopping it
Except distance and my job
A month after Nashville, decided we should move on
I’m sorry
(Outro)
The clock struck 10, the clock struck 10 in Nashville (6x)
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11. |
Gone Now
04:53
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(Intro: John Taylor)
I don't care what society thinks. They're nothing anyway. They're no better than me. Out there you just have to fit into a pattern that somebody's already laid out for you. Life we live, you have to set your own patterns, your own ideals. You have to handle the whole job yourself.
(Verse 1)
Demeanors changing, the meanest language
I caught a moment, I leave it hanging
No Holy Ghost, facetious praying
You knew me most, now what am I saying?
Guess, it’s a reality check, that we got a castle wreck
And the damsel in distress, just breaking her neck
So I don’t even have a reason to be playing this set
Hopeless faces like the day that you left
Is there a reason why I’d be even upset?
So when the stress gets the best of us
Know I’m right here still requesting love
Damn, these emotions speaking
Grab the microphone and exalt a couple demons
The reasons that it failed are debatable
But if we’re just gonna place or show
I’d rather we erase it whole
Not bronze, silver, I want the gold
So, I hope you get the gist of this
If I’m inconsiderate, bear with me,
It could take a bit, I’m facing jumping off a cliff
At elevation’s, you don’t wanna slip
And it’s unlikely that I’m over this
If we know it did exist, then we can capture this
Ball it in a fist, if you’re falling, make a wish
But when I’m calling it is missed,
Line ringing, no response at all
Get a short text, saying that I shouldn’t call
All those times, that was the only thing you wanted
But it seems we’re not discussing all the reasons you want nothing
To do with me, it’s confusing, see
Ended on good terms, at least that’s true to me
What do I believe, is it’s a fallacy
Someone in your ear, speaking no truth of me
Wait, I’m not upset
There’s just these thoughts in my head and my chest
You know I can’t play it tight to the vest
But it’s too late, it seems you already left
(Hook)
Are you gone?
Are you gone now? Did you run away?
Did the future come? It was better in the past days
Are you gone now? You found new life
Or you still hoping wishes come true, right?
(Verse 2)
Tim, I gotta be honest with you
I thought this was done, a mutual decision
I had this vision, I would move on
And never look back, and you’d be long gone
I thought we had agreement
I don’t have telekinesis
So if you think it, you should speak it
Don’t hold it as a secret
We don’t need to just repeat this
We debated it for months
And the distance was the biggest
Problem, of the issues we were facing
Getting on flights for these mini vacations
Didn’t have stability, you’re the one that would say this
At the end, you became so vacant
Didn’t give me any time, we were so frustrated
Man, I hate this, what are we doing?
You knew I couldn’t take this
I don’t appreciate it, so I’m gonna make a statement
Unless you’re packing up and moving to the district
I’m gonna go back to being indifferent
Don’t think there's not times that I miss it
Some days, I just wish you’d come and visit
But, I know, that’s just a fleeting memory
Distance broke us up, so let distance set us free
I’m not forgetting you and you’re not forgetting me
Enough time passes, we just gotta let it be
I’ll admit, I’m scared that we messed up
Because some days, I thought we had the best love
In the end, we couldn’t pass the test up
So we gotta move on, like the next bus
I want to leave you with a few thoughts
Then I’ll close the book, so I can move on
I’d get so happy, every plane I flew on
I didn’t mind all the screens we would view on
But eventually, it seems that the truth won
Distance is hard, we couldn’t prove wrong
We couldn’t figure out the things to improve on
So it seems time's up, we say so long...
(Hook)
Are you gone?
Are you gone now? Did you run away?
Did the future come? It was better in the past days
Are you gone now? You found new life
Or you still hoping wishes come true
Wishes come true (3x)
Right?
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12. |
Trilogy
04:12
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(Intro)
I feel like this is the culmination of a lot of hard work
I don’t want to repeat past mistakes, I’ve let love pass away
What will last today? If you take away, well that’s okay
I’m here to give, this is what I have to say…
(Verse 1)
Two years, we only made it two years
Both of my past loves, only made it two years
Who cares? What do I fear?
Repeat the process with the next one, right here
No!
Maybe I should take a moment now
Before I go and loan it out
How about we look into the future
What can I do better, uh
What’s the remedy, to keep me from remembering
Headed to a destiny that doesn’t seem heavenly
Let’s agree, that we should just proceed
And this love, could be picking up a head of steam
Go!
I’m avoiding past mistakes
Got too caught up on matter’s that we didn’t make
But eventually they break, a mix of envy
Jealousy, that’ll leave you with a shattered fate
(Hook)
She said, I don’t wanna be, part of the trilogy
Part of the trilogy, I don’t wanna be
He said, I don’t wanna be, stuck in the trilogy
Stuck in the trilogy
When you look in the mirror, what do you see?
Me?
(Verse 2)
I gotta be honest
This beat makes me feel like I’m see-sawing
I’m in aww of emotions brought out
I’m just wondering if this is the wrong route
Not this time, I’m putting work in
But similarities can be concerning
I hope I learned enough in my past times
And you didn’t subscribe to the grapevines
It seems, I’m the one who grows ‘em
But you don’t drink wine, so we throw ‘em in the ocean
Let ‘em wash away, shining awesome rays
This is the moment, where I get lost by a fostered gaze
Hey!
Only say it, if you mean it
I’m flying so fast, looking like the Phoenix
This explosion, fascinating and scenic
I’m getting so enamored by your genius
(Hook 2)
No, no, I don’t wanna be (3x)
Stuck with a trilogy
She said, I don’t wanna be, part of the trilogy
I don’t wanna be, part of the trilogy
He said, I don’t wanna be, stuck in a trilogy
Stuck in a trilogy, I’m just hoping this is different, please
(Outro)
So in that moment, I felt hope
This faint optimism, that maybe this time it would be something different
Something more than what I had before
I hope the third time’s the charm,
So, don’t be alarmed
Life, Part 2
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