Hook: Cause we walk to our own rhythm Write our own beats we compose our own thoughts you don't tell us what to think We're Fictitious, and we won't ever sink We're Fictitious, and we're standing on the brink 1st Verse I'm jaywalking with jabbawockies and wookies who mistook me for a myth To go see Scylla and Charybdis The barbiturates are wearing off to quickly when I got kicked in the shin by that bitch maid Quixote If you couldn't tell I'm obviously joking and I'm smoking within 25 feet of the entrance With Ra and Bacchus and we're all feeling festive We arrived in time to see Ares get arrested 2nd Verse You should never lend binoculars to cyclops for obvious reasons and don't give Atlas daps no matter how much it would please him but always drink with satyrs cause they tell the funniest jokes when it comes to vegans Tyrannosaurus or Oedipus Rex, I'd rather hang out with the motherfucker talk about sex I think the other one would just generate stress Like trying to go hiking with the monster from Lough Ness I got bitch slapped by Isis in the Age of the Pisces Why, cause Osiris didn't like me At least I didn't bring up the incest Cause Horus would've been really pissed and then kicked me in the chest

Hook: This is simply idiocy married to reciprocity sibilant soliloquies marching with animosity Lets burn these effigies and sing an ode to epiphanies And put an end to this era of getting props via infamy 1st Verse I hear so many rappers call down the name of god Then rise from the pew and slang crack rocks on their lawn I guess I missed that verse in the bible or the quran Now the sanctity of religion has been wrapped into a bomb You think you're a savior cause you hustle instead of labor right beside the people you exploit while chasing your paper Heroes aren't defined by making product into profit Nor by the number of guns you have locked inside your closet I see cats scrapping across the map of this continent If you fight to look tough you ain't nothing but incompetent And how come you fucks are all in love with these guns When we all agree they're responsible for killing our young 2nd Verse I'm not tough immortalize myself with a pen Never been a thug why got more than pride to defend I trust in my friends never in some out dated book And what I say in the verse isn't contradicted in the hook You took what you never gave all you ever gave was sorrow You raped the community thinking it'd be shipshape tomorrow If you don't wanna lead then never follow a leader Who only wants to lead because he knows that you will follow No sheep no shepards just lepers and kings good days bad weeks and everything in between good jobs bad pay and some fucked up dreams Preparing us for dawn and what that new day brings

Hook: There's three hundred and sixty five reasons why I was born third On the first day of the twelfth month In the one thousand nine hundred eighty fifth year, in the 20th century And they still don't mention me 1st Verse The last can be first if the last cast the first stone In a family of four the third born could be the first to show 98 problems and 102 solutions There's 206 bones under this cutaneous tissue And 52 weeks have passed more than 18 times The sum of which divided a 20 somethings hindsight 26 letters multiplied equals an entire language There's less numbers in pie than times words have been dangerous Cantankerous minutes cavort in groups of 60 or more That's 5 dozen reasons not to be seen anymore If I could multitask monocular vision would have held me back And since I can't I'm able to stay focused on the right track With ten digits on two hands I wanna build a million chances That'll use one voice to fill the worlds chasms 2nd Verse A stitch in time saves 9 add one more stitch to the line and you create a scar that lasts for 50 years time 4 score and 7 years ago when the stock market collapsed My 3 old grandpa was counting sheep in his mothers lap The great war had ended and it pretended to be the last More than 100,000 Americans were interred into the past My grandpa had five children my other was the fourth My family of five minus one, she was the unstoppable force My first lesson in math was a pure product of divorce father minus mother equals a child that laughs like a corpse 3rd Verse Ice ladened figures sit amidst the figure 8's Figuring that if they ate they'd have nothing left to hunger for Hate was 86ed before it even came through the door But its two cents assaulted the 5 senses of a young child Who could count to 22 38 and with his guile place a decimal point and turn those numbers into guns The 12 step process for violence is never fun And the baker was drunk that's why his dozen was wrong What's priceless to you is really worthless to god I've never been good with numbers so i'll stick to writing songs

Hook: When I look back I can say that I tried When the road was rough I enjoyed the ride Made some mistakes but I took em in stride I mean what was supposed to do roll over and die 1st Verse My elders and betters said I'd never go to college matriculated graduated now I got the knowledge My ex-girlfriends said I was headed to prison but I'm still in wool pants feeding bread pigeons An old room mate said I'd probably die from doing drugs hate to disappoint you but there's air lungs a cop once said that I need to grow up I should be like him but I don't drink that much I once got fired called a thief and a liar but the man was just a boy and I call no one sire I took the road less traveled and then covered my tracks so I won't let the weight get heavy on my back Had an old room mate say I abuse women while he wears his girl like a medal that he's winning If you wanna beat my ass because of my rhymes That's fine pack a lunch and go to the back of the line. 2nd Verse Buckle down get a job that's how it is But why work for you when I'm good at doing this So i spit puns, then sit and hope for income with my boys at my back I know Imma get some I'm on the run but I don't know what I'm running from Writing down my stories and all the things I woulda done If I'd only listened and then put it in park Coulda been another fish in a tank full of sharks Wanna prove my worth by claiming some greatness I don't make it complex I keep to the basics But face it the faceless wanna erase it take it sedate it make it something shapeless I wasted some time so I'm picking up the slack and I tasted victory and I liked the snack and I worked to hard just to lie down and crack I'm the Elegant Eccentric the cause of the blow back 3rd I'm only 23 and I'm already tired yet restive congestive and mentally wired one day at a time I watch my life go by yeah the heads and the tails conjoined by the dime Musics a coin toss but like an albatross I'll be ahead of the ship by the time the storms cross and regain my bearings if I ever get lost and proceed into the future no matter the cost Cats claim crew and then turn tail and run If I catch an ass whooping I'll just laugh when it's done My name's Dub-E gotta spitfire tongue walk along a knife, not a round in a gun If you think this songs about you it probably is it's also an anthem for the hip-hop kids a song to smoke weed to and raise your fist and say fuck cops gangs and the establishment.

1st Verse Grab a pencil with fingers prehensile Words are really just elaborate stencils That we use all the time repeatedly constantly consistently Just to say the same things differently Systematically perpetually eventually events that we see slowly become history encapsulated in the space between the pages stored in stories told to all ages Fate cast the play so get up and act Fictitious wrote the lines and that's a fact 2nd Verse Stand up sing along you know how it goes The Elegant Eccentric pretentious flows The precedent code won't let us go Cause the status quo don't support quid pro quo They want something for nothing got another thing coming cause I won't sell out and start to shell out a bunch of shout outs to all the hell hounds that are wasting their time trying to tell me what to rhyme about

I make music solely for these scared little kids To try and teach em how hard this life truly is If you're a disenchanted youth frustrated and pissed still sitting on his front porch trying to spit man it ain't in my blood to be a pacifist so it's time to step up and say this to the rich Step Back Shut the fuck up and get back in line That's that everything you thought you had is still mine Step Back quickly cause I think you're running out of time Fuck that you hate your life so stay outta mine From the Rez I traveled on roads of gravel And scrambled over ample land samples Lit a candle so this mammal could handle the darkness My childhood has left me heartless HA HA Never gave a fuck or begged your pardon I'll never say I'm sorry for all the shit that I've done This is my life mother fucker and I'll live it how I want So I won't bow down like a pussy in front of your gods I wanna show that he's neglectful and expose his facade You only live once so this is the only chance I've got To achieve the dreams that I've so deperately sought It makes my heart stop to hear that a friend got shot I'm fucking serious brian you gotta knock that shit off Sometimes I get so stressed that I ingest some pot So I don't fucking care if people think I'm the best or not Man, I kidnapped freedom of speech and don't plan on getting caught cause I'm tired of being measured by what I ain't got Be aware it's apparent that we're judged by what we do It doesn't matter what the fuck you parents supposedly did to you and self awareness is a power that's only granted to a few that's why so many people in this country ain't got a clue They don't understand the fighting won't stop until we find someone to trust cause this world was built by people like us We're the faces on the bus and the kids in handcuffs we're the young punks calling out all of their bluffs We never gave up or said enough is enough Even when we were in jail and addicted to drugs Now wielding the sword covered in the dust from the past So my last message to the rich is shut the fuck up And take a step back!

Hook: If you're pissed off and poor yo come and stand up If you need another drink yo put your hands up Yo I ain't rap tough so stand up and hands up You feeling what I'm spitting yo homie what's up Intro: E-L-E-G-A-N-T-E-C-C-E-N-T-R-I-C it's the Elegant Eccentric 1st Verse Yo back in the day when I was adolescent before that thug rap and that bullshit flexing you were actually held responsible for the answers to the questions and you had to know the game learn rules and have the lessons Politicians don't listen and the rich keep bitching and they're switching their position faster than snitches in prison I don't believe in real life man that's why I'm Fictitious Bridge: I work out all day and got nothing in my pockets 2nd Verse I rowel up the crowd get em amped pissed and loud conversing through vibrations transmitted through the ground corruption and serenity created through this sound while honor and respect try to regain their lost crown Star studded after being struck by a comet my sentences are punctuated only with commas if you see me in the crowd I generally have no comment If you don't like my style it's just cause it's uncommon

Hook: We the people have something to say We are America and we won't go away We're the faces that you see when you take your detour You took away our homes, we're the working poor 1st Verse Her name is synonymous with the word mercy Tender age of nine she's treated mercilessly Wearing a purple skirt a taxed smile on her face She glares at the board as she tries to stay awake In the wake of foreclosure life feels like a wake and the weight of her books makes her take a second look At a country full of patriots composed out of crooks Mistook the reflection as the face of good faith Focused on her lessons as we bailed out the banks Got median grades as the government walked away I understand the pain cause I've felt it to Chin up sweetheart and don't let none trample you Your dreams are achievable believe this MC They'll guide you through the night when it's too dark to see They'll give you the strength when you ask 'Why Me?' They'll support you when you're weak so never stop fighting 2nd Verse I thought this was the land of the free home of the brave Not the origin of greed and the underpaid When families go to bed in the shadow of an underpass It's time to burn the gallows and escape the past The shallows are the bed in which we tuck in our dreams No beds of our own is it as bad as it seems Yes, when the feds don't protect the kids There's a serious defect and we know what it is We don't have a lobby, our interests aren't special Rebuilding our community's considered detrimental The term homeless student makes me want to go mental They're the future of our country man you think they'd be gentle Close the recruitment centers before the schools Here's a problem fix it and ignore the rules And quit raising funds to run a campaign Use that money to save a kid who's running on a fan blade 3rd Verse This song's about a little girl I don't even know The only thing we have in common is the bank took our homes The only difference is they took mine when I was older I don't want this little girl to be another soldier Hey yo, I can't move these boulders by myself I'm just a storyteller man I need a little help I'm not a legislator all I have is a vote So I'm doing my job and they're just rocking the boat A country apart but we're both American And hopefully we can teach our countrymen to care again Stare at friends and strangers and see them as the same One tribe, one country, and millions of names.

Hook: Anger nah that ain't strange to me Like rage increasing dangerously With a tongue made of fire put the demons to sleep and I only feel at peace when I'm trapped in a beat Drums start to pound with the sound of war rise from the ground and growl and roar I'm the Elegant Eccentric a son of the poor And I set my sights now I'm settling the score Intro: Sometimes I get so angry that I don't know what to do I wanna hit random people who look similar to you So I just isolate myself and take hits inside my room See you ain't like me and neither is your crew People hear the music then they start to criticize I don't fucking care what you really think about my rhymes Homie I don't have the time to sit and listen to your notes Nope You ain't my friend so I could care less if you choked 1st Verse Bills sent to collections with these sections of my life and the hard times are amplified by working just a part time No I'm not a gentleman that's why I write these harsh lines and No I won't help you just because your car died You get what you give so I should give weed to kids and then get ridiculed for insidiousness and still my turn my back on you idiots shit I'm just another rapper with a good idioms bit I won't get rickety lickety split See i'll still be spitting sick while flipping you shit and every minute that I'm in it I'll be smashing you mimics until you understand intelligence is not a fucking gimmick Oh so vicious and malicious on this mission wishin that you bitches would just shut up and listen and then play your position for just a couple more minutes cause I went the fucking distance and I still ain't finished 2nd Verse This is how it's done see this is how you do it Man shut your fucking mouth and just let me make music But dub if you don't man it might be confusing Good I never wrote rhymes to satisfy the eunuchs But what if all the people start to laugh and jeer Then fuck it man I'll make my fans rant and cheer But what about those who talk shit about your beats They can open their mouths and lip lock the streets Dub I gotta say i think you gotta lotta problems I'm well aware of that and I solve em with these raw puns Do you even have a brain I don't think you got one No I gotta mind to blow but don't have a shotgun Why you so full of animosity and anger Because of stupid questions being asked by strangers I heard a cat say you rhyme the same words twice It's a play on words and I'm done playing nice.

Hook: I'll try to spell it for you but the spell that I've cast Does not reflect the sentiment that's felt by the rest of the cast 1st Verse I write these stories from beginning to end With the liquid ink that is sitting in my pen Then apply my rhymes to this beat from a friend I'm outta my mind got no need to pretend I've defend the den while you fan the flames You can shake some hands while I rock the stage Stun the motherfuckers leave em all amazed It was done in a minute but it felt like days The hands of the clock incessantly tick They're spinning so fast that it's making me sick While the face looks on with a devilish grin It's the ref in a game that I cannot win If I save some time does that mean it's not wasted Another situation man fuck it face it Speak in double time with a troubled mind and try not to mumble or fumble a line Stumble in the rubble til I find what's mine and when the bubble bursts I'll fall head first and search through the dirt and observe my worth Compose a new verse and begin to rehearse. 2nd Verse Bring it right back with a brand new sound Give me the hey and I'll take this town Talk about crowns but i really hate royalty Rap for the people my boys and loyalty Syllables and plans are not airtight And I'm not surprised that's not a fair fight I love my fellow man so I share my rights Just don't get high if you're scared of heights Stories come alive in the light of a fire I write these rhymes for the sore and tired Not for the core of the sorrowful liars For those who built but don't live in the spires Political, nah, Pivotal, yeah Plots equivocal, good god damn Told to sit so I chose to stand Told not to spit but there's a mic in my hand Spike in the plan, new sight in the land conform, confine two cons with a scam Heard the song and say 'shoot that man' But I'm still at large with my crew and fam F to the I C T I T I O to the U S spells the best D to the U B hyphen E That is the equation that equals me E to the L E G A N T E double C add another E Attach an N move on to the T and the R I C now leave me be

Hook: Avian barbarians robbed her of sight The flesh of mother earth let her see in a new light Bleached bones and grinning skull Running from the spirits and the childrens souls 1st Verse As she slept she resembled a corpse So the crows turned their heads to her eyes for the main course Killed the birds and used the earth for eyes And then saw the silhouettes of all the men who have died Skeletons feasting while fighting duels But the tears of a child can't confine the ghouls Screams as the specters emerge from streams But she's gotta stay awake has no use for dreams Vacant eyes stare hard enough to break ribs Haunted and daunted by the ghastly visions Family transformed and are now apparitions Speaking in whispers so the dead will listen 2nd Verse Malevolence rose up murdered her innocence A berserk usurper obsessed with dissonance Claimed the throne with a sardonic grin Raised a hardened arm 'Let the games begin' The crows began to laugh as they held their post As she searched help from the east to the west coast Constantly pursued by the whispers in the wind The sisters of ghosts with eyes of sin Had to keep going she couldn't look back Every road that she chose turned out to be the wrong track Searching for a place to hide or go to bed But you can't outrun the army of the dead 3rd Verse Eulogies written and used as war chants Sore hands clutch fresh flesh for a poor chance Trying to grasp what they used to have From a scared little girl running through the world in torn pants Where's the safety, where's the sanctuary Can't be at home cause now that's a cemetery Her teddy bear and star spangled back pack Got torn and strangled and then turned into ash She braided her hair on the day this all happened Drew a self portrait with a sketched in caption Whoever finds this, please send help I can't save a dead world all by myself.

Hook: Please don't pray for any layer of me-hello can you hear me I'm not a soothsayer all I have are pleas-hello can you hear me And pleading for a pardon's even harder for me-hello can you hear me And it seems misleading has become a part of me-hello can you hear me 1st Verse I'm perched upon a perch that's composed out of earth I search to unearth curse verse after verse unsure of its worth but sure I want it first To insure it's not worse than my current course of action Passion and ambition all converge in Fictitious No division in the vision as long as the people listen For too many nights I have stared at this screen As a mime giving voice to a silent scream I wish I was religious cause then I could just confess Forget my surroundings I'm a product of stress I'm blessed to have support for every layer of me From my wife to my fam to the H.O.E. 2nd Verse I'm partial to parcels adorned with partial postage Impartial to the marshal and his cart full of motives the darkness of the marsh will tarnish the votives the voters chain smokers stock brokers and homeless Layer after layer false prayers and cancer the traitors hurled darts at my back for the answers Taskmasters, whack rappers and actors who couldn't capture even a fraction of the fractures No factors or components in the hands of opponents Bone to skin consists of sin and I don't condone it I just acknowledge it make the decision to own it and bear it upon my shoulders as a form of atonement Find an idle stone it while you're wild and cogent Each moment's potent amplified by the potion Emotions shouldn't influence any proponent but they do, shattering the hopes that I'm holding 3rd Verse I'm deaf in one ear but I'm not blind period Periodically imperial for a period Meaningful hearings sadly aren't perennial Could you hear me if I was more than terrestrial Vestal confessions make impressions venereal Carefully carrying heartfelt material I'm a variable with no heart to feel No spark to steal yo start the reel yo and reel in reality so we can stop reeling from the surface to the ceiling I'm still hurting from feeling chronically flirting with the dealings of death biologically faulty epitome of a guess A guest in this flesh and a pest of a ghost Incubator for the disease for whom I play host the layers of me or liars for crones but do I exist-nope

Hook: So many things I could write about But what could I write to make em shout out loud Pay it no mind Penn put the pen down And pen a new line that'll amp up a live crowd 1st Verse Maybe I should write a song about my father Than I think to myself why bother I would rather grow up as a bastard Then see my mother get abused and battered There's broken homes and those that were shattered And I think that I grew up in the latter Climbed the ladder then I couldn't get down and the higher ups told me not to make a sound I get angry when I start to remember The child born dead on the first of December and maybe that's the reason why i can't relate Cause on my first day I met fate A walking corpse for most of my life Until I found peace in the arms of my wife But a piece of me was left on that table And it condemned me to live this lifelong fable 2nd Verse Maybe I should write a song about being a kid About a time when I could actually grin When I played the game and thought I could win Burnt the cards and then turned to sin Never had friends so I had to pretend That I wasn't hearing voices inside of my head And then one day a counselor called me crazy From damage I sustained from my days as a baby Maybe just maybe I could live and learn And quit swimming laps in an underground cistern and then smoke herb with my brother and sister Meet lady luck and get the chance to kiss her My mother was the one who taught me to dream It's about trying hard and not what you achieve Take your scars and make em marks on your sleeve Cause it's rare to get a second chance to breath 3rd Verse Or maybe I should write a song about you You went to school and still don't have a clue About how your dad never had the time and how your clever mama couldn't speak her mind About how you never been in a fight And that's the reason why you drink all night Gotta be drunk to relate to others Cause you can't get a sober chick between the covers Any ex-lover could see your facade So you turned away and placed your faith in god Married for a year and now divorced And labeled as a slut by your former cohorts What's your defense oh you like abortions Feel like you didn't get the proper porportion Stop telling everybody that you're special Go cry yourself to sleep in your run down rental.

Hook: Pay no attention to my rhetoric Read my body language so you can get the sense of it Words on flesh have always said it the best And If you don't wanna be overheard then don't talk with the rest 1st Verse She had dream tatooed on the inside of her arm while he had sin inked on the back of his hand both of their names were scrawled in the sand They were waiting for the tide to come and wash away their plans Wait-there's gotta be better way gotta be another path each letter led to a clash She had five he had three lovers quarrel I'll let you do the math Living in this city they drink rain water They can't shoot the moon so they shoot the clouds They don't even notice when the sun comes around and they feel superhuman when their tat's read aloud What-should been done wasn't He moved outta state she moved in with her cousin Done-was the only word that the situation could summon 2nd Verse Love- is the only thing absent Dependence is present while they're sipping their absynth Sin-is evident every time he takes a sip She can't escape the fact she hates him Waiting all night for a call or a visit and when the phone rings she checks it and it isn't him Dreams-obscured by a veil of cotton At times she thinks that they're to damn rotten Then she pulls up her sleeve to the letters gleam The D to the R the E to the A M She wishes she could say they'd never be hidden again But then she'd be lying to you and all of her friends Work-says they could care less But teachers and parents all say it's proof that she's careless Torn between original thought and group awareness She's chasing the ghost of that thing we call fairness 3rd Verse Right Now-finished witnessed by the rain clouds and she wonders how she's gonna keep the pain down it's the same crowd pointing fingers from the time before when sin held the upper hand and pinned her to the floor No-she would scream in his face cause sin plays a hand when dreams are getting erased It was that hand-that misplace her plans in the first place and burnt her aspirations in the worst way first day back on what she deems the right track Bruised but not broken she decides to fight back The light in her eyes sheds light upon the lies and helps to find the house in which redemption lies Found true focus it's what the locusts lack No hocus pocus just hopes inside a knapsack Sins diminished and she's glad for that cause she finally found love in letters of faded black

Hook: This is not illusions this is not for students this is not outlined in the lines of your blueprints this is self expression conducted through music 1st Verse The ability to speak doesn't mean you have something to say presuming you have knowledge of the choices I've made assuming I'm only using music for satisfaction and play man I never play with words I use words to play The plays that I see never the plays that I do I make this music for friends family and crew few options hypotheses or postulations are waiting when evaluations are taking place in the present So I present presents in the form of my presence the essence of my self that I seem to melt into a sentence my tested defenses have left me relentless restless to leave all of these critics breathless 2nd I say what I want and deal with the repercussions verbally vicious but funny like severe concussions functions fulfilled I proceed to the junction of geniuses and seamlessness The facetiousness brings out the beast in this piece of shit at least I'm not leashed to it not in the least bit I feasted on the festering flesh of what you call art Learned what I could and then tore it apart From the start the sharks and narks have parked to listen in fucking pissed that it don't sound like that hipster bullshit this is Dub-E rhyming oh so flawlessly I'll hop mc's that think of stopping me 3rd Verse Here's the plans now get back to work and then work on the plans to make sure the plans work and If you don't plan to work then you got no plans at all cause the man keeps you down with a hand on his balls Smoke in his mouth choking camel uncouth as a disheveled leper colonies lost and found my feet don't pound the ground in pedestrian farewells cause I'm running counter clockwise on playground carousels Yet ostracized as some kind of terrorist cell Another embarrassment bearing the title of American put him on display people are sure to stare at him and see him on the streets and then be scared of him

Hook: Her name was Pandora the aurora of the gods She was gifted by the members of the Pantheon The worlds first woman and biological weapon Sent to Earth with curiosity, urges and many questions She's a mirror for man to see his reflection No box, pithos, not a vehicle for infection As man looked on to the smooth face a of well He knew the evil had always been inside of himself 1st Verse First off lets start with this myths instigation When Prometheus stole fire and gave it to mortal nations Chained to a mountain top he thought it was done But then Zues called on his disfigured son One eyed Hephaestus rose and got to work Sculpting with the flesh of Gaia to create his fathers curse The other gods gifts were immeasurable in worth and they weren't physical, they existed as lessons Hermes gave guile and the need to receive confession Aphrodite gave grace applied cunning to her face Athena taught the sewing of fabrications in place and Zeus said 'Go! and let man be erased' 2nd Verse She has sheer guile that's not to be withstood She's a beautiful evil thats been misunderstood People stood by as their hearts seemed to stop She kept her eye on her mother so as not to betray the plot From her is the race of woman and female kind of her is the deadly race of matriarch tribes these are the lies that lie within mankind as they spend their last minute of living in stand by Her eyes began to rise like mirrors they were Man sensed something sinister but couldn't be sure How could demons live inside something so pure So mankind began to fight for the attention of the first her War was heard, herds died and the plagues set in and man began to gamble with wagers of sin Anger, jealousy, anxiety we couldn't win and the sound of a woman crying rose above the din 3rd Verse Disease running rampant like water from broken levies And for the first time man felt the effects of envy Detected defects and found guilt to be heavy Now he's ready and willing to practice the art of killing Shrilling sirens have replaced the previous silence and the connoisseurs have developed a taste for the violence The tyrants will rise only to execute the saints And the tides will ebb so the dead can give thanks Amidst this maelstrom Pandora stood alone So scared and confused she had nowhere else to go The peasants in the fields and the men on the thrones Were all focused on her and beginning their approach With naked swords they measured a length of rope She stood frightened eyes closed with tightened throat Then man heard the truth even though no one had spoke She who brought them strife had also brought them hope

Hook: Read, think, talk, or fight breathe, speak, walk, or write Laugh like you did as a girl or boy Cause it's the little things in life that have brought me joy 1st Verse Stooped on my stoop just me and my cigarette trying to disentangle my limbs that are caught up in this net The best and the worst stand side by side like two sides of a coin that don't see eye to eye Smoke starts to writhe and dance around my fingers and I know that I'll never be the best rap singer Really doesn't matter cause the matter at hand Is bi-pedal locomotion all over this land Continents shift the earth can change but the streets on the hill all stay the same the young grow old while the strong grow weak and my heart palpitates in time with the beat Prevail or fail or scale the wall then fall and say you don't care at all I won't point fingers or ask any questions just talk to the sidewalk about my confessions I write, therefore I am but my ability to think is what makes me a man if you don't wanna stand then take your seat and simply nod your head along with the beat 2nd Verse The wind will blow, the sun will shine so don't let anyone tell you how you should rhyme I speak my mind and when my mind is gone I go outta my mind with these mindless songs I don't even rap I just speak to beats and tap out morse with my tongue and my teeth you'll recognize my boys cause they're dressed in green Cap hill neighborhood since 2003 Let he without sin yo throw the first stone cause I gotta lotta stones that I'd like to throw I won't wait in waiting lines just to get my lines heard As I gravitate between the steps and the curb with two of my fingers yo i clutch my smoke even as my lungs burn and the camel starts to choke I'm content holding my personal crematorium while day dreaming about playing packed auditoriums 3rd Verse The harlequins can travel with parliements and camels and pardon them for charming all the kids with their babble Barbarous cartons contain nicotine thread a camel through a needle and you have an IV Chain smoking freely Harvard Ave, PEACE! with a pen and some paper and a beat from the east and the tale from two cities form the tail of the beast When Nobbins and Dub pull up chairs to the feast Headphones, backpack and I'm ready to go Use books to time travel when I'm trapped at home The Invisible Man helped me step out the crucible And Jitterbug Perfume made language sound musical American Gods have never been so dutiful Fictitious and Fact become equally crucial The imagination won't ever challenge the intellect If nurtured with love and mutual respect It'll forge curiosity, allow you to reflect and expose nuances you wouldn't otherwise detect, yo!

Intro: I may be on stage but I'm not rocking a clown suit Not obsessed with my image I'm not one to talk down to A modern day wordsmith allergic to cursive A nerd burned in effigy with the whole herd there to curse him Verse First and foremost give me daps and then back off Secondly a sweet shot of whiskey for this bad cough Third another shot and a beer for my boy Four glasses and a pitcher and we're ready to deploy Sports jacket aviators here comes Rixe Looking like he's starving from the way he's eyeing these chicks Prophecy's next always dressed so fresh We form the four hoodlums so let the chaos commence Posted up back patio at the bar and all the patrons are staring like they know who we are which ain't that uncommon except we usually know the viewers but now we're being observed like we come from the sewers Could it be the tattoos nah they got tats too a chick I went to school with and a table full of fat dudes Every social grouping staring like they know our names substance dissipates only our image remains Fictitious The statement is null so I say goodbye By myself alone when the sentence is full so I say goodbye By myself alone so I say goodbye