Give me a beat so I can rip it! Spit it, equip it, depict it with gimmicks These nitwits and dimwits all can't get with it I'm in it to win it just give me a minute To rip it, to spit it, to fit it with ill shit To spin it, to twist it, to pin it and kill it To pit it against bits of musical fitness To witness the whit quit before I lose interest Give me a beat so I can rip it, quick, shit, you get it? You get it? - I spit on stolen beats, but let's not get so serious The manner of the matter is better left delirious The fact is they'd be furious if they knew the truth I didn't put in any work I just slipped inside the booth And spat the words, I yell at mics all day With that blah blah blah I've got nothing to say But hey, it's gonna sound nice, so give it some play One syllable rhyme, that shit is gay Uh huh. So let's get down to business, what way do you want it? I can get down with that poetry or the dope shit I can flaunt it The beat is haunted with the ghost of a former me so grand You see I wanted it the most but the coroner wasn't planned So when they ripped into my body for that unfortunate autopsy They found the pieces of myself I swallowed whole; they got me They found my peace of mind rotting and my conscious bloodied Every good quality was devoured, but what'd they want from me? I was gunning for my target, I was my nemesis I was running for my life, yeah I built my genesis I was funding all my troubles, leaving me penniless I was shunning all my friends, feeding on emptiness Uhh.. - Stop it, bring it back, bring it back to basics I'm just painting you a picture so I'll never have to face it I'm a hack. I'm a bastard. I steal beats and that's the truth Then I write up pointless lyrics like I've got something to prove I'm just like you, honestly, let's have a conversation All I think about is beats though so you'll have to have some patience I don't think that you could take it, I'm more boring than you know So why do I obtain this glory and why do I perform live shows? It's a mystery to me! But I'll laugh away my nights Because it's stupid how they glorify the lyrics that I write As if you do not know my plight... As if I have a plight So for the love of god, if you should see me perform this song You'd better not applaud, 'cause I'm not performing shit I'm just reciting lines in half the time it took me to think of it Would you really fall for this? The only real difference between us is the way we're facing I'm looking at a crowd, and I have more room; I'm pacing Mostly don't know what to write, meaningless; I'm spacing We're mostly just the same inside, it's all about the casing The point is this is clever because I'm breaking the fourth wall You could have done it first, but you didn't after all I beat you to it, so beat yourself up, I got here first It doesn't excuse that these lyrics may be some of my worst I think that I am cursed to write about the human condition When my only real experience is mundane superstition Don't get me wrong, I love it, I wouldn't reside to be More like you, I'd rather live up to my notoriety But it's easy, don't you understand, you can do it too Just write a rhyming essay on what it means to be like you Make sure it's personal so the audience can relate Then steal up some dope beats and spit that shit onto a tape! And then you're done, voila! That's all I ever did I'm 21 right now but I'm still just a dumb kid And I put myself on display and pretend I have control But these lyrics are my cage now and I still depict my soul Against the stolen beats, isn't that the saddest part? I don't even put any effort into emptying my heart Onto the page, I just pick up someone else's labor Then I dip it in my brain and give it to the kids to savor Suck on that, eat it up now! There's plenty more in stock I can steal these beats forever and my cage is always locked And I'm staring at the clocks and I'm reaching for the rocks So I can maybe smash away and break away from this [box] I guess it's not so bad though, from time to time I get a break And they let me walk around, half the time I'm still awake Though the sights and the sounds always make my stomach ache Sometimes it's astonishing how we're mostly all fake I made the realization quickly, then I penned it down to paper I was writing it right now but I was saving it for later This was my personal form of caging me to display to you But we all take part in the phenomenon; Welcome to the zoo Where we plaster insecurities in plain sight for pity Who will stock the food dispensers in this thing we call a city? We all just put ourselves on display to the masses Experience exhibits while we ourselves don't grasp it Life is short, so we engrave milestones to fast lines Of art we relate to, and make this our favorite pastime The last kind of mass mind controlling empty spaces We cage ourselves in security bending mental cases Here's my personal exhibit, how do you do? I'll be visiting yours soon. Welcome to the zoo. I said welcome to the zoo. Welcome to the zoo.

It was strange how I'd walk around sulking The scenes of the world poking and provoking Thoughts to arise the emotions evoking Physical damage, felt like I was choking And I know it seems tense, but I'm not even joking Back in those days I was always hoping That maybe it was me who was going to change everything Clever things and better things never clung to the letter strings So I found myself sitting hopeless and awkward Wondering what I was even showing off for What did I even talk for? I made a vow of silence Mapped out my insecurities, broke it down to science It took a few years of pondering and thinking A few decades of wondering and sinking But now I'm here and I broke through the little inklings Penned down the notes that showed my world was shrinking Now I'm back and I'm better than ever I'll keep every promise right down to the letter No more moping, why'd I even regret for? From here on out things can only get better [x2] I got a tattoo done with invisible ink It simply states: You are more amazing than you think And on gloomy days it serves as a reminder I can't always see the beauty but the gaps aren't getting wider And so I should remain kinder to those I come across The golden rule clearly states it but I was at a loss I was born to break rules and born to live in anarchy Always thought of gold as such an odd commodity When it really came down to it I found myself an oddity Treat others with respect? It isn't how I oughtta be But it's funny how it works, morals came from within Hand crafted in my psyche, not a single one given And I don't believe in god so don't even get started If you want to, well that's fine, but I was still pure-hearted Without any intervention, contemplate it if you could I believe that human beings are still inherently good Now I'm back and I'm better than ever I'll keep every promise right down to the letter No more moping, why'd I even regret for? From here on out things can only get better [x4] [Background harmonies]

I thought we could just work this out easy Or at least civil, you don't have to believe me But trust me when I say this is not what I wanted With every remark I made or every time that I taunted It was all in jest, honestly intentions were best But I must confess I like putting you to the test It spiraled out of hand, now I change my plan If you're going to play it that way then I'm taking a stand I wanted a conversation, you took it as battle Now you're playing the victim like I wanted the hassle You know it's a sad tactic, a last resort You're already looking foolish right? So what, it couldn't hurt Huh, I'm basing my words on logic And you're acting as if you can stop it Funny how you're always fast to tell me to quit When I didn't even start it, man, you're such a hypocrite I'm influential, and essentially It means that you can't get the best of me And you'd better see that verbally I've got the upper hand influentially I'm influential see, and essentially It means that you can't get the best of me And you'd better see that eventually I'll always get the upper hand influentially [DOPE GUEST VERSE] Here we are, take me on, but know I never relent I take pride in my actions and the points I present Go ahead take an advance, try to alter my stance Try as much as you like, but you don't have a chance I use words as a weapon, so believe that all bets are off Because my armory is stocked with a copious lexicon Psychologies, manipulate 'em while I go debate 'em Till your closest friends are singing my tune verbatim You wanna step? I wish I had a nickle every time I can turn the public against you and the planet on a dime But let's be honest, that's generous of the thoughts I invest Because really all I need to throw in is my two cents You best prevent me from getting my point across By just admitting that perhaps we would be better off Not having this fight, I'm willing to compromise That all along I was right, while you were filling up with lies I'm influential, and essentially It means that you can't get the best of me And you'd better see that verbally I've got the upper hand influentially I'm influential see, and essentially It means that you can't get the best of me And you'd better see that eventually I'll always get the upper hand influentially

No, no, I don't know No, no, you don't know No, no, we don't know But we gotta push on, yeah we gotta gotta go, oh I guess I best start at the beginning But I got the whole world spinning And where it stops I don't know but we're in the last inning And the bases are loaded, the lyrics are coded You can try to break it down cause the source is open And I'm just hopin' for a moment of clarity "There he goes again, searching for some charity" You just don't understand the severity of the situation I got my own car, moved out, and the world's still hatin' Two jobs I work, sometimes I forget I need to eat But I push on all the same so I don't lose the beat I'm spittin' rhymes all the time, it's like nothings changed It just got a little hectic, all the thoughts are re-arranged And some people like to tell me that NOW I've done it I pay to go to sleep under my roof, that's the summit Get your priorities straight, because let me tell you this We all don't know what the hell prosperity is No, no, I don't know No, no, you don't know No, no, we don't know But we gotta push on, yeah we gotta gotta go, oh I used to have time and used to have money Now I use all my time just to break even, it's kinda funny In a "Help me, I need help!" kind of way You can spare change or two cents, either way will make my day Because your opinion is valuable, I can apply it to my music I'm trying to stay sharp, I'm trying not to lose it Try to fuse it to my routine, but it just doesn't seem to stick The atrophy of my abilities are starting to make me sick So tell me this, I dropped an album that people could relate to You may not have liked it but you've gotta respect that they do And I did it on my own time, put in a lot of heart But it wasn't until now that I did something smart? Creative endeavors get overshadowed by the majority "Fall in line!" they won't be impressed by my priorities They said it would be hard, I still think life's easy The world is going to have to step it up to please me No, no, I don't know No, no, you don't know No, no, we don't know But we gotta push on, yeah we gotta gotta go, oh I wrote the rest of this song months in advance Now I'm finishing it up by reinstating my stance Not too much has changed, I settled into new routines I don't understand the ladder, detrimental as it seems Moving into the "real world," I guess they call this victory It just doesn't feel like some sort of huge step to me We're skewed as a society, focused on these traditions And I'm not saying don't move out, I'm saying this is not the limit We can go so much further, we should seek so much more Accomplish everything should we walk out the door Survey the horizon for a limit to break through Scoff when they offer one and readily take two What's at stake? You can do this, and so can we Victorious straight away, no Plan B So we may have no idea, reinventing everything The outlook of society is ever faster crumbling

I'm on the move, I've got nothing to lose Nothing to do, and even less to prove Even the daily grind is getting left behind From monotonous routines I have resigned But I'm still going, aimless direction All that I know is that I'll avoid attention Resurrection of a former me that I remember Call it a rebirth but really I am not that clever Standing on the edge of something, some call it forever But the edge is an illusion because it's ending never That's the definition, get some intuition I'm only wishin' that the world will stop bitchin' You don't have to make it, you just have to take it If you think the globe is boring then go ahead and shake it Just realize your position, you're making it happen Well unless you're sitting there slackin' Whatever you choose, it's all on you So get on your grind (Or not), whatever you decide to do Oh my god man, I've got no street cred That won't stop me, won't be defeated This was almost a hook, but now it's done Yo the hipsters are gonna fucking love me for this one And I'm out of catchy choruses, let's get more boring Hipsters don't like mainstream pop, here's the backstory: They want exclusive songs, they want unknown jams Hooks and structure are nothing but a bunch of scams If everyone knows it's just not as cool They got that secret society mentality, they totally rule And I aim to please so I've kept anonymity Invisible to those even directly in my vicinity I have a strange affinity for songs that nobody likes They were listening wrong and I'm performing it right But if I go mainstream in the hipster crowd, will I become iconic? I'll claim the popularity, but I'm just being ironic Oh come on stop it, you're so off topic All I've got is spare change in my pocket Enough to buy ramen, real food is so mainstream The internet is too common and hipster cat is a lame meme Gangrene was too well known so I got gangblue You can hear raving reviews from the crowd I sang too And by crowd I mean the person sitting over in the corner Pay for the show? They wouldn't even drop a quarter Which is silly cause it kills me to know where they spend their money Vintage clothing that they're holding when they're outta ends, it's funny Shutter shades up on their faces, a never-ending battle Between hipsters and the scene kids for the coolest of the cattle Better saddle up and ride because we're running out of time This song is obscure for a reason; read between the lines So what am I really saying? Can I hook this to an anchor What is this game we're playing? And who made you the banker? I resign which is fine; rooted in popularity Becoming a conformist is the root of all that's scaring me It's very keen to use words that have outlived their time But if you really don't want to carpe diem that's fine Of course everyone says that, smoke 'em if you got em A whole pack of incongruencies while I carpe noctem And in autumn I'll be trying to spring forth with the notion That we'll all be fine; plenty of shipwrecks in the ocean It was some useless imagery that I use to pillage three Four, five or even more from the eternal scrimmage scene Okay bring it back, reel it in, it's getting out of hand now The hipsters probably love me but it's time for them to stand down I have a master plan, how do I implement it better? When you have the faster hand the incentives in the cheddar Take it right down to the letter realize it doesn't make sense Hipsters propel the past to the future through the present tense And it's mental yes, but it's a phase of our society Maybe this silly song will gain me notoriety

I've got unreal estate all over the place! Digital, metaphysical, where I like to stay I've got unreal estate all over the place! I'm so rich with the itch, no work, all play! I've got unreal estate all over the place! Digital, metaphysical, where I like to stay I've got unreal estate all over the place! No taxin' just relaxin' like every single day You can't even comprehend All the places that I've been You can't even handle this So unreal it feels like bliss Now where you goin', now what wha-whatcha doin'!? I know it seems strange, you've never laid eyes on a human But I'm here to stay, so get used to my new state of presense I'm your new landlord and I'm picky 'bout my tenants There's good news and bad news, which would you like first? Well the bad news is the good news is about to get worse Because for starters I think I'm kicking you out of this mansion You're clogging up the hallways and it's time for an expansion I need more room for me, my things, my space! I'm plastering up portraits everywhere of my face My taste, my waste, my place, my rules I can customize so freely with this set of godly tools! Click click, drag drop, it feels like I'm playing the Sims But this is too surreally real to be a game I'm staying in Try to deport me, report me, I don't care if you don't like it I can afford to buy your township, don't even try to fight it! I've got unreal estate all over the place! Digital, metaphysical, where I like to stay I've got unreal estate all over the place! I'm so rich with the itch, no work, all play! I've got unreal estate all over the place! Digital, metaphysical, where I like to stay I've got unreal estate all over the place! No taxin' just relaxin' like every single day Kids, if you really want to piss off your parents, buy real estate in an imaginary place! Facebook flats? Yeah I got that! Myspace mansions? Yeah I got that! Tumblr townhouse? Yeah I got that! Reddit ranch? Yeah I got that! Bandcamp bungalow? Yeah I got that! Comcast cabin? Yeah I got that! Google grotto? Yeah I got that! There's some crime up in my Xanga slums, I really oughtta stop that! Everywhere and anywhere you know you know I bought that! I'm president of ReverbNation so you know I'm on track! Any site not givin' rights? Well you know I bomb that! UNREAL ESTATE, YEAH YOU KNOW I GOT THAT! You can't even comprehend All the places that I've been You can't even handle this So unreal it feels like bliss I just gotta move, gotta get out to the internet I found a way to live there and I've never been better set For life, every night is a relexing getaway Because I've got so much stock in the places that I stay! I'll waste away in my kingdom but I'll be peaceful going down What a lovely day for a stroll on the town Yeah I'm so glad I thought of it first, I'm gonna feel great Because I can't be bothered here, I've got unreal estate!

I'm a people person, or at least I'd like to think so There's just not that much flavor that I bring though I enter conversations with a tendency to bail, sure I'm the center of attention, it's a recipe for failure I'm not to scale, words build my ego out of context Always saying nothing, still sending out long texts A novel idea, but there was nothing to say I'm trying to fill the time with something today But all I've got is beats, a microphone, and of course my voice The nonsense that comes out is completely by choice So it's amazing that I choose to use music in a manner Synonymous with ranting written in my private planner The lyrics are a downer when the situations worsen And to my surprise I find that I'm a relatable person Nice guys don't finish first, maybe I'll switch my team But I can't, that visions just a glitch in the machine People don't come to hang with me, they come to meet others Maybe some new friends, sometimes finding a new lover I guess I provide a service, come on over, it's something to do I'll be waiting man, I can't wait to meet you I'll chat for awhile, maybe offer you a snack to eat But no one's allowed over when I'm laying words over a beat And so I feel selfish, let it go to my head Then I end up never seeing productivity again It's a balance beam man, find your passion and your friends Give them equal worth and then the path will never ever bend I wish I'd take my advice, instead I picked up a pen Scribbled in the margins about how this was the end The language was a godsend, sent the power to play god I wrote my own destiny and at the end it was quite odd I got to build this life and it was just a facade But I found tranquility so I gave heaven a nod I'm a people person, or at least that's what they tell me The more I think about it though the more the image isn't selling Got a strong mentality, I can't seem to apply it Quiet personality with the persona of a riot Auto-pilot guides my actions so a break from the routine Is a deadly chain reaction caused by jams in the machine I feel so human sometimes, emotions are a nuisense I try to govern them with logic but sometimes I get imprudent I'm a student and class is always in session A lesson learned is questions earned towards my progression Repression of depression is an obvious transgression But I digress then, it's all a meaningless expression One confession: sometimes I feel sad, but never discontent It's not a call for help, that's never what I meant What I'm really getting at is sometimes situations worsen But I'm fine, all in all I'm just not a people person

Like a virgin man, you just don't get it Yeah I said it, you best give credit I didn't make edits and I don't regret it You underestimated me, man don't sweat it I'm surpassing you, the better gentleman Make me an offer, but I'm better than settling And you scream "No fair!" like a free taxi cab You're a leech, period. Call you Max E. Padd. I've got no handicaps, I'm playing highest difficulty Your skills are nonexistent and your equipment faulty You best exalt me, I didn't come for your cursin' Cussing up a storm because I finished first then You get upset, or maybe get downtrodden People like me better, this may sound odd then But don't give up, I kinda like your struggle The meanings complex but the facade subtle You're trapped in a game by the name of Trouble Don't try to break free, I won't burst the bubble Just pop pop click, and I advance my spaces Sorry man we won't be trading places Just roll that die, deal with my multiple faces And then get the hell out of my good graces Check the first line, you won't be stealing bases You're too squeamish and your music is tasteless What I'm trying to say is you're doomed to fail Like a high school couple flying off the rails Like Native Americans crying on the trails Like car-salesmen lying on their sales Like a weak carpenter prying out the nails I know that you're trying but to no avail I'm just too massive, a modern monstrosity Monolithic menace and there is no stoppin' me Honestly, do you believe the hype? Don't, because the media ain't my type I'm all that's left, you better get it right I'm a Facebook status, what's not to like?

Now wait hold up, just one minute I take a look around and I just don't get it People tryin'a make edits to their life so drastic Hasty and fast, shit, their lives are so plastic So built up from magic, but so flawed and so tragic Like you could be blessed but you don't need that shit Not that, it's static, a better life, you have it God forbid that you have to go out there and grab it Earn it? I'm telling you, that's so pre-internet era Like we're all connected so we see when it's unfair, huh I woulda figured opposite to ring more true Like you can always find out who's more unfortunate than you So sorry dude, your three wishes not so vital You didn't win some cosmic lottery and you are not entitled To everything you're claiming, you just found out where the buck stops So suck lots of luck loss and most of all fuck off And it's like nice guys, nice guys, look at all the nice guys Nice try nice guys it's all a bunch of nice lies But self-proclaimed nice guys are so full of it, it sickens me Because what is the end goal of the picture you're envisioning? Do you feel you deserve a girl because you're not a jerk? What else you got to offer? You better get on back to work Because sure you're not an asshole, but this assholes got credentials I'm leveling so fast and past those nice guys exponential You don't get to complain about the sad life you're livin' And your biggest attraction to the ladies should not be a given! Of COURSE they want a nice guy, but it's taking so much more Why would they want to hear you drone on? You are such a bore So what's in store? Another lonely night of you playing the victim Like women are the enemy because you cannot get 'em And so now I pose the question, who's the asshole in this lesson? Is it me or is it the one who's living with a venomous perception? [JOEY Z] The world don't fuckin owe you anything, and neither does that cute girl living next to you The one you say's the best to you, you're dreaming that she'll rescue you from loneliness Too bad you only give a shit because you figure you'll be boning in a minute 'til she gets it and rejects you in that instant Now you're pissed and typing bitching on your tumblr Talkin bout how you loved her and how she broke your heart And how now you're all broke apart, but somehow it's all her fault Just 'cause she has better interests than a sexist beta hipster into modern art FUCK THAT, get ya mind right, fix inaccurate hindsight Meant to be 20/20 but you're blinded in your mind's eye with that nice guy perception so you'd better take this lesson just 'cause she thinks you're friendly ain't an automatic makeout session Count your blessings instead of spending your time posting "Forever Alone" memes Sitting before that glowing screen blowing steam at your bros 'cause she moved on so easily from you Maybe if you thought about her feelings for once you'd get some, douche

I am a human being, I'm here to work and evolve Maybe I just don't get it, but I know that you don't got it solved Just by pretending that you're deep, you know it all through a spiritual Life is grand, nature is beautiful, but nothing is a miracle Do you hear me? You've got this notion of connection Psychological basis of a spiritual direction Based on unity and love but no respect for the faction Of the chemical reactions that constantly take action And the fact is that the tactics of your practice are regressing To a point of elasticity until it all becomes depressing Feelings are bending into shapes that will melt into disappointment So while you're enlightened I'd just do your best to enjoy it I'm sick of it, and I mean really sick of it Deep pseudo-intellectual and spiritual sentiments They've got it all figured out, it only took enlightenment Oh and a pile of drugs, don't forget all the acid hits They blow holes through their brains, are they going insane? Maybe I'm being too harsh, there's no reason to complain Yeah I'm just annoyed, I've got no problem with them personally I've met a lot of them, and they're cool, and they're not hurting me But what is this!? Are you seriously going to tell me you know? Yeah we are all organic and both humans and plants grow And we all came from the Earth, and nature IS beautiful But you take the concepts too far, I just want you to know That we are made of matter, it's not deep, it's scientific The way our brains are wired is what's deep and intrinsic But not your thoughts, I mean your thoughts are, but not your thoughts Do you follow what I mean? Does it matter? It does not And I'm not saying don't be happy, just stop talking to me Because if we're all one I'm leaving the chain in order to be An individual, don't break it down, don't cause it to shatter I am a human being, not a condensed ball of matter You can look at my building blocks, observe the chemicals But don't break it down, don't break it down, just let it go Because we'll all float away, we'll be just dust in the wind Put back together, see big picture, your scope is a pin You're trying so hard to be deep, but do you even understand? There isn't an outline and there was never some sort of plan We're floating through the universe on this ball of organics We make changes volcanic, and our bodies host mechanics That we don't comprehend, I guess we're all the children of the planet Balls of light floating through storms until we crash into granite I just don't understand it, the mentality to be subscribed Where everything is a miracle and every feelings described Some things are and some things aren't, that's just the way that it goes I appreciate the dirt but I don't need to feel it under my toes And everything comes from nature, there's nothing that didn't So protect yourself and your friends until you run out of minutes But time, time doesn't exist, it's just a series of numbers Created for organization, all in the head of another All in the blink of an eye, we realize that we truly exist Searching for happiness and bliss, but how can you live like this?

I've met a lot of people on my journey I think that I'll continue to meet more I don't know why, there's nothing in it for me I can't explain the reasons that I do this for Maybe I'm searching for something like everybody But it seems so unlikely at this point Because I've seen so many people search hopelessly And I've given up the hope of finding joy It's not a pessimistic take on where I'm going It's just a realistic realization that I had Because the joy that I gave up isn't fleeting And leaving the chase isn't going to make me sad I just don't believe that we have to run into it blindly I manufactured happiness from within I'm leaving all the obstacles behind me For a clear path on which my new journey shall begin I think I've lost sight of where I'm headed I've met a lot of people along the way Some have stolen, some have been friendly But I'm glad for everyone I've met every day There's too many people for me to stay sane though I feel I'm reaching my capacity Too many stories for me to hold on to Every new life the dawn of catastrophe I've learned a lot of things about their sorrows I've witnessed them indulge in their regrets Trading yesterdays away for their tomorrows A transaction that they won't soon forget Their vices chip away at their integrity Until they start to forget who they really are Identity dwindles by their nightstands Reflections as they gaze upon the stars They fall asleep and dream of their lost causes And every value that they buried for their chances Every human held together by their flaws But necessary in their eyes for their advances I've met a lot of different types of people They all had something they wanted to say Some claimed benevolence while some volunteered evil And all they needed was just to get their way Some were tolerant, others were more pushy But I firmly listened and I held my ground Some tried to convert me, others let it go Because they knew I wouldn't always be around I'm a drifter, and I've seen a lot of people I've talked to a fraction of the ones I've met And of the ones with whom I've had direct contact Only a portion of them have even made a dent - My personality is not easily molded I'm not a malleable type by any means I don't try to act like I have made a difference But it's nice to fall asleep and have decent dreams I've met a lot of people with different agendas They all had something they wanted to do Except for the people I met with no direction Just like me, just like them, just like you It is my belief that we are all drifters on this island But it's not as deep as I may lead you to believe It's just an exercise in thinking on the large scale About the things that you must struggle to conceive The universe is expanding, and we are not So what are we looking for among ourselves? Some want love and others want security Some want to avoid going to hell I know a guy who is searching for love He's hellbent on finding the right girl I know a girl who's working on her career And she wouldn't give up her dreams for the world - I know a girl who thinks it's collapsing around her I know a guy who doesn't know what else to do I know a girl who just feels lonely in her bed I know that every night I'm feeling lonely too But I also know that I've met a lot of people And I'm not searching for the things that they used to I'm trying to work my way through the day and make it home Just searching for that moment that I can take off my shoes Rest my feet and go to sleep for an hour Wake up and then I'll get right back to work Because on my way I know I've met a lot of people But I'm sure that meeting one more couldn't hurt I'm not searching for a person in particular I just like to see what they think that they're worth On my way I have met a lot of people And I'm sure that meeting just one more couldn't hurt

It's nothing personal... It's just how it goes In retrospect I guess some of the ill intent shows I don't intend to stop... Don't even intend to give warning I don't pretend to feel guilt and won't be caught mourning So why am I speaking to you? I guess it's a good question I don't do it for infamy, revenge, or attention And I want to call into view my real true intentions I just can't help myself, it's beyond comprehension I want to watch it burn down... I need to watch it burn down... I'll take it down, take it down, take it down to the ground And I'm an arsonist Can you hear that sound? Burn baby burn, burn it all into nothing They say you've gotta have hobbies, well at least I've got something And I'm running, running, running, they can't handle the heat I hit the pavement with the lighter and I'm dousing the streets I don't burn bridges, I cross them and burn the damn cities I just can't help myself, the flames are so pretty My gaze was cold as I watched, but not cold enough to keep them alive I burnt their city to the ground; the only one to survive And I'm an arsonist And I'm an arsonist There's something so majestic about the way fire feeds As it devours the trees, as it consumes what it breathes And it's taking the lead on the panicked stampede It freed the greed for life, they plead but it's picking up speed And they scream while they bleed, and the inferno proceeds To pick up and claim anything and everything it could need And I stand safely in the distance and marvel in the beauty To set this world ablaze I feel as though it were my sworn duty Cause I'm an arsonist... And I'm an arsonist... I'll take it down, take it down, take it down to the ground And I'm an arsonist Can you hear that sound? This wasn't a fair hearing it was trial by fire As the smoke was clearing circumstances were dire I was turning up the heat, you were sleeping so sound Now it's burning up the streets and reaping the town I want to watch it burn down... I need to watch it burn down... I'll take it down, take it down, take it down to the ground And I'm an arsonist Can you hear that sound? I just can't help myself... I love to watch the flames dance We've all been there before, yeah we've all had the same chance I grasped the opportunity when it knocked on my door And then I left my home quietly as I settled the score I returned the next week to find a pile of ashes The despair stricken scene and my smile; it clashes But the world is my firepit, this is wise to remember Anywhere I go I leave nothing behind but a pile of embers And I'm an arsonist... And I'm an arsonist... Burn.

There was a man, his name was Mike, such an ordinary man He lived his life simple according to his plan Lived alone, 22, knew exactly what to do Stuck to his plan tighter than crazy glue Don't miscontrue, he was a good guy, morals in place His religion: Superstition, didn't want to fall from grace He feared death and the prospect of being erased From the planet, couldn't stand it, and he had so many ways To stop from thinking about it, to distract his mind But one day he came home from from his job to find A note left for him, he read it slowly and gasped The reason lost on him, reality hard to grasp See Mike had a girlfriend he'd been dating for years Losing her was rooted in the deepest of his fears He loved her so dearly, read the note again clearly He could feel the eyes of the devil on him; peering The note didn't ask for ransom, he wasn't rich They wanted him to murder for her; that was the gist "Kill three innocent people or we murder the bitch. You have an hour, just throw their bodies into this ditch." Address enclosed, his eyes then closed and his breath grew deep And when he opened them again accepted he wasn't asleep He screamed so loud, fell to his knees, tears welled up in his eyes Without giving so much thought he then geared up in a disguise See Mike was not a killer, but tonight he'd commit homicide For the love of his life he'd make sure three others died Nightmare consuming quickly, sun had just set With no elegant weapon a kitchen knife was his best bet "And don't forget the time limit" said the voice in his head Panic getting better of him, had to leave some people dead He knelt down and said a prayer, asking god to forgive He didn't ask for this task, just wanted his love to live And with a sob and a breath he took off into the night To find the first three people and to steal away their life It didn't feel right, but Mike wasn't gonna let his girlfriend die Perched in an alleyway a woman walking caught his eye And so with one swift motion grabbed her, ready to attack Softly said "I'm sorry," and with that plunged the knife into her back Trying not to get caught, the cycle was set to repeat Did the deed, grabbed the bodies and set off to retreat Dumped the bodies in the ditch and got his girlfriend back safely Look at him in disgust, or say that he acted bravely Now Mike never got caught, but he lived with the shame Every day from then on it weighed heavy on his brain Slowly driving him insane, his regrets were not in vain Haunted by the experience which soon became his bane He did what it took to save her, in his head it was right So tell me, how much do you value love and unknown human life?

I stole your girl Stole your girl Stole your girl I don't care All is fair Love and war She wants me More than you (x3) It started awhile ago and I've noticed a pattern This dudes acting strange and I'm thinking "Uh, what's the matter?" Yeah I'm kinda flattered that you view me as competition But it's all just in your head, you're thinking with tunnel vision To see me as a threat, you bet I'm probably up there But don't have your mind set, because I most likely don't care I don't hit on girls that are already taken So the majority of dudes are really quite mistaken They think I'm faking when I claim that I'm not the enemy I'm not going sleep with your girl just because she befriended me And she's talking to me more now, she says I'm a real nice guy Well damn, guess I did steal your girl and I didn't even have to try Must be because I'm so great, and no I don't mean to sound arrogant But this trend has been set so the results are quite apparant Now with me in the picture you are feeling so annoyed Every move that I make has got you paranoid I stole your girl Stole your girl Stole your girl I don't care All is fair Love and war She wants me More than you And in most of these cases I was friends before they ever were So it's really quite amusing when they tell me not to talk to her Because dude it's not really my fault that we have already met It's your overbearing paranoia that's leaving you upset And eventually this feeling will get you caught up in your head Until you really screw it up and she leaves your ass instead When she ends up dating me, I'll be laughing at the situation Yo, you blew it for yourself by giving into your frustration I stole your girl Stole your girl Stole your girl I don't care All is fair Love and war She wants me More than you

[Dr.3AM] Let me open the floor, got questions? accidentally opened the door to dejection take a step back, look at what's asked who's keeping tabs, who's laughing right back its sad, the lowness that they'll go what's my fav sex posish? why should you know? Secret crushes, leaving blushes, pushing buttons, when I'm tumblin' who's hunting, for some bumping, while still stumping, girls fronting I'm waiting for the news report of a 50 year old creepin' on your formspring with one ultimate goal the trolls pointing out my imperfections Oh how I wish text could convey my inflections Maybe I'm paranoid but my secrets are mine for a reason stop liking everything I post, anonymous, I feel like you're creepin' This day and age we've made stalking so easy! Cuz links to your pictures beats standing in your tree! [StarF] TMI Tuesday, ask me anything Because I like to hear the praises many sing Attention seekers, info leakers, gossip preachers, late night freakers Deep reachers, sex beseechers, nonsense teachers, life leechers I am the keeper of secrets, you all want to know And the best part is it's mobile so I can taunt on the go I can flaunt you with flow, I can remind you to question If you're so interested I could teach you the lessons Freestyle it; Formspring sessions - Lend me your ears 'Cause I know you're just so curious about all my fears About my confidence in me, about my everything else About my sex life mostly, anonymous? Well, well, well... I'll answer your riddles three but you've gotta tell me When we're done with this dance where are you gonna be? Cause from where I'm sitting this looks more like an invitation Don't ask about my dick if you don't want the confirmation! [Dr.3AM] What's my biggest fear? I don't know maybe being creeped on by someone on the down low take a seat, no I'm not chris hanson but to the credit of to catch a predator you could be the next manson Broad statement "did you know I have a crush on you?" um no I really didn't when you're name is out of view So please, stop asking, better yet I'm out "what's your password?" that's it I'm deleting this account... [StarF] Now it's not like I don't understand the need for attention Egotastic elastics spread thin for a personal mention I understand the psychology, it's not a difficult thought, right? Hell I love attention, why else would I put myself in a spotlight? But it's ridiculous, I must admit, the way it's taken over though I'm brushing the chip off of my now vacant shoulder yo And challenging directly, will you answer THIS question? Or should I wait until Tuesday, the day of confession Let me ask you a question, do you feel safe and secure? You just want some attention, get the hell outta here Never feel worthless again when you can open the floodgates To the creepers late at night, seriously why are you awake!? TMI Tuesday, great if you're a girl I suppose Like tell me more about yourself... will you take off your clothes? Ask ANYTHING about her, but they don't give a fuck What they really care about? "Uh, how many dicks have you sucked!?" [Dr.3AM] Shh be cautious I know its hard this international scramble is in your front yard but know this, the malicious lurk so easily anyone who's asking too much can be creepin' me peeping' me, like a thief in the night or maybe they're just starting a fight the problem is its too murky to tell if they're hiding malevolence to well who's to say they're not your nemesis only wanting to know you to leave heftier blemishes When it all comes down what'll you do you're hard earned life all beaten and blue just because someone asked the right question and you let your guard down because you thought the best of em' like the rest of em' you're destiny is in the wrong hands how does it feel to be bested by the anonymous strong hands [StarF] It seems we're regressing into a state of isolation Your head just might explode at this rate of inflation I could pose many questions, but let's be honest a second You wouldn't even enjoy the inquiries that I beckon Because they're a little bit deeper than the petty gossip The sex drive is fun, but at some point you should stop it Crumple up every questionnaire and toss it to the basket If I want to know something about you, how about I just ask it!?

Good luck... Wherever you go Good luck... I just want you to know Good luck with everything, I hope you succeed Because it seems good luck is all that we need Good luck... With whatever you do Good luck... I just want to tell you Good luck with everything, I hope it goes well Because with our luck on the line it gets so hard to tell So... It's finally come to this A crooked smile and two lazy fists A contradictory mind and a perplexed heart Tapestries woven psychological; complex art It's a start... But where are we going? We bet on the future because none are all-knowing They pretend to have skill but it's all just a gamble The rants of the past are just nonsensical rambles Because if history repeats we can all just rest easy But instead we stay up and hope; so greedy So needy, that's we, humanity struggles Good luck with your endeavors, looks like you're in trouble But we strain with such vigor, enforced tenacity We're all going down, all endorsed by gravity So good luck with your everything, especially the landing We can only hope to stick it without so intently planning Good luck... Wherever you go Good luck... I just want you to know Good luck with everything, I hope you succeed Because it seems good luck is all that we need Good luck... With whatever you do Good luck... I just want to tell you Good luck with everything, I hope it goes well Because with our luck on the line it gets so hard to tell I once carried a bible in my pocket wherever I'd go Not because I believe in it, I just happen to know That everyone needs a good luck charm, like a four leaf clover I had pages of luck I could bank on till it's over But I changed up my ways, now I play a new game Lucky number 13, stepping on cracks, I'm insane Break mirrors under ladders, I'm breeding black cats You can't stop the escalation, I'm done and that's that See we all just need something easy to blame I've created this scapegoat, I've bound it to my name So I no longer live with guilt, nor do I harbor the shame I've been feeling care-free since I left my soul stained With the stigma of bad luck, see I'm never at fault Anything and everything will forever result In my victory or failure, but never at my own cost Good luck? I don't need that, I already lost Good luck... Wherever you go Good luck... I just want you to know Good luck with everything, I hope you succeed Because it seems good luck is all that we need Good luck... With whatever you do Good luck... I just want to tell you Good luck with everything, I hope it goes well Because with our luck on the line it gets so hard to tell

We've got a lot of ground to cover so we'd better get started Mainstream suicide, you can read my letter, departed I've got opinions bottled up but I'm breaking the glass Let 'em spill without regard, no ones making it past So first off fuck you if you don't agree with what I say That's the thesis for my arguments, yeah, yeah, okay A stronger point I would argue but let's not get it muddled A more intelligent track would just get lost in the shuffle Ponder the bubble, think outside the box It'll burst, no trouble, now we pick the locks Do you follow? If not, I guess you just don't "get me" This is some futuristic shit, y'all just weren't ready There's two points to be extrapolated, just demonstrated Intelligence to be sought after; never forcefully created I debated the merits of explaining the bullets But I wanted to be damn sure that everyone knows it Hold it, oh shit, I stole it, the flow hit, and the show is mine Why do I rap about why I'm better every time? I know it goes without saying, I could just be a mime And you would still quake in fear of my venomous rhymes But let's suppose you didn't know, you want me to prove it It's evident the evidence is everywhere in my music Got heart and soul, my art is full of pieces of myself To craft these masterpieces I outsource my own mental health Which is why it's edgy but unbreakable, prominent stealth To beat a dead horse: No charge, I do it not for the wealth And furthermore I further scores, nobody is beating me It's pure, fresh, and free, and I'm working so frequently Prolific, I drop albums like huge bombs, Megaton You thought you could compare, thought you had the leg up? Run. I understand that you didn't expect an album like this, fifty discs? I've got more tracks than trains, on some Final Fantasy shit I spit that whit that's legit, do it slow or quick No matter the tempo I make sure the points stick Don't skim the waters, rock the boat, I'm on that motivation tip You'll drudge through slowly because the content is thick So let's get down to it, I think I've made my introduction But you've gotta boast a little bit before you dive into gumption A little something I call ear candy, but it goes from sweet to sour Sneaks up on the unknowing, cause the weak to cower "So StarF, why don't you rap a little more about girls!?" Yeah yeah, okay, if I write one more love song I'll hurl Because I'm getting sick of it, it's not to say I don't care But love songs are no longer special, so it's rather unfair I don't transmute relationships to lyrics, an insult to them I refuse to use inspiration derived from girls again And let's face it, it's boring, how many times could you take it? Oh look at me, so sad, do you want to hear my heart breaking? No? Okay good, let's get on with our lives We can all agree that love rap is trite and contrived I'm sure I'll play the hypocrite at least a few more times Because let's face it, I can't keep girls out of my rhymes I guess it's an easy avenue, the more I contemplate I'll use my failed relationships as a way for you to relate So at least I get something out of every time I fuck up And if I do get the girl eventually I'll chalk that up to dumb luck "Okay fine, but maybe you should rap some more about drugs!" I thought the two went hand in hand, I was strung out on love But you got me, I don't partake and I feel that grants me benevolence It's like I'm so superior, you can't belittle my intelligence But that's stupid, ironic, all the drugs are iconic Just because I don't use them doesn't mean I should flaunt it Some people exalt me, some ask "Why won't you?" But a person should never be defined by what they don't do But if you must know, I spent the first half of my life fighting doctors Trying not to take their pills, didn't want my perception altered So I guess the mindset stuck, and now I'd rather not slip Yeah I'm resilient as fuck so I don't need to take a trip I remember every moment of my life with pristine clarity Got you screamin' "Stop that StarF, you're really scaring me!" Why do I still know that!? Right, I don't drink away my past Got good and bad on tap, my life was built to last "Well fine, but hey StarF, why don't you write a song with a purpose?" Yeah yeah, okay, you got me, my discography is worthless I just keep trying to go on about how I'm oh so intelligent Let's play a fun game called "How long can StarF remain relevant!?" I'll pretend I'm the greatest, that'll be my life's thesis Are you blind? I bring it back, fuck you if you can't see this I probably don't like you, I'm not being serious clearly I don't have a superiority complex, I'm just better, it's simple really

Where I'm going Where I've been This one's for the road again Some days I spend more time driving than I spend sleeping It's true, it's messing with the schedule that I've been keeping It's been seaping into everything, rattling my brain A screw loose in my vehicle; or maybe I'm just insane I'm a good pilot though, stellar captain, first person view We're all under the spell and I handle the curse worse than you But that's okay, I'll drive it off again, just me and empty roads From the endless destinations and then back to my abode But not my home, no never home, I can never integrate My biggest fear is all the thinking will melt the love into hate And into space I often stare while cruise control will speed I ignore the flash and sirens 'cause there's something that I need I will reach my destination with time to spare or in pieces But not until the apprehension or the fear decreases So one more time, just one more time, I'm on the road again Where sleep and crisis intersect and fold up into the bends Where I'm going Where I've been This one's for the road again Don't believe me when I say I know exactly where I'm going I strip pieces of my vehicle until my heart is showing And it's glowing shades of ultraviolet, harboring the cancer The road is tired of my exhaustion and is waiting on an answer That I can't give it, I don't have it, if I did I wouldn't be driving Meanwhile the sickness in my veins is happy as it's thriving It feeds on every syllable that I stack wrong and out of place It needs me to be killable when I crash and skin my face And I was writing you a letter when I realized I broke the meter Now I'm measuring my ability to make miles by the liter I'll deliver it by hand or I'll deliver it on foot But make no mistake, I'll give more than I mistook I try to hide regrets, I can't forget, the road is just too cruel When it's just me and my lonely thoughts all I can think about is you I learned to read between the lines, from the yellows to the whites From my place and back to yours, the hellos and the goodnights Where I'm going Where I've been This one's for the road again And I don't want to seem melodramatic It's not based on needless angst Maybe a little bit You just don't understand How could you? Neither can I... Somewhere between agony and infinity The plans to reach the endgame and where I begin to be The girls with an agenda and the ones really into me From the people I am close to and those just in my vicinity I will find the perfect balance, I will mend the broken wheels I will complete every challenge, I will know just how it feels And so will you, I'll make sure of that, my beauty of the night Haunting in every street sign I read when you're just out of sight The clouds have opened up to show me dead stars proudly in the sky Memories of a forgotten nightlight as we slowly watch them die I'll be there for every single one, just me, the road, and you My silence wasn't planned, it was just all that I could do I can't stop myself from wanting this, it's not a bad thing though I just need to calibrate my actions when I'm on the go And when my actions fail to line up with the stimulus I send I'll find myself swimming in my thoughts alone Me and the road again

I'm a stalker, I'm gonna follow you home Wherever you're going, that's where I'm gonna roam Cause I'm a stalker, I've got my eyes on you Best believe that I'm watching everything that you do I'm a stalker, I've got your pictures on file And I've been keeping a close watch on you for awhile Cause I'm a stalker, I'll watch you to the end You don't know me, but you've never had a closer friend My name is StarF and I'm the stalker supreme They say I'm kinda crazy and what I do is extreme I've been following this girl for a couple of weeks Caught my eye on the street with her luscious physique Now it's Friday, she's heading back home from the bar I'm sitting across the street, watching her from my car I get out and follow from a distance, I've gotta sneak I know I'm a bit obsessed, some have called me a freak It's nothing major, I don't let minor matters get in my way I'll follow whoever I want, I don't care what anyone has to say I've got photos, audio clips, even snatched a lock of your hair They want to put me away but I just don't think it's fair I've got duplicate keys, I've been all through your place I look all around and get out without leaving a trace I'm not causing harm, cause what you don't know can't hurt It just makes you confused as you try to find your missing shirt I'm a stalker, I'm gonna follow you home Wherever you're going, that's where I'm gonna roam Cause I'm a stalker, I've got my eyes on you Best believe that I'm watching everything that you do I'm a stalker, I've got your pictures on file And I've been keeping a close watch on you for awhile Cause I'm a stalker, I'll watch you to the end You don't know me, but you've never had a closer friend I'm 3JP, you don't know who I am I'm your stalker, I'm your number one fan All your friends keep saying that you're acting absurd When you're jumping at all the creepy noises you've heard It's just me goin' through your mail and your trash If there's something that I want I'll be on it in a flash I'm watching you on hidden camera when you're at home You may not think so but you're never quite alone I've got pictures taken when you didn't know In my mind we're dating; we're just taking it slow I'm always watching you when you're getting ready for work When you're changing I'm watching wide-eyed with a smirk Creepin' up on you always gives me a cause to revel You not knowing that I'm around boosts my enjoyment level You may wonder how long you've been under personal attack Ever since I saw you at that party a few months back I'm a stalker, I'm gonna follow you home Wherever you're going, that's where I'm gonna roam Cause I'm a stalker, I've got my eyes on you Best believe that I'm watching everything that you do I'm a stalker, I've got your pictures on file And I've been keeping a close watch on you for awhile Cause I'm a stalker, I'll watch you to the end You don't know me, but you've never had a closer friend I'm a stalker, always two steps behind whereever you go Always callin' your phone but never sayin' "Hello" Cause I'm a stalker, you can't see me but I'm constantly there I find a spot in a tree outside your window and continually stare I'm a stalker, I knock on your door then run away This is not the only time that I've seen you today Cause I'm a stalker, I'm in every facet of your life And I know for sure that one day I'm gonna make you my wife

Turn me off. I can't do this anymore. Turn me off. What am I living for? What's going on!? I can't control my voice What are all these sounds? What is all this noise? WHO AM I!? WHAT AM I!? What am I doing here!? I can feel a sense of apprehension building into fear My heart is beating... jagged... doesn't feel right Did they save me or enslave me? I'll put up a fight Either way... Because slowly the memories flood The last clear picture I can recall is the blood And the blood and the blood and it flowed like a river I felt warm in the puddle but couldn't help but shiver As it took effect, death, slowly grasping my body I smiled for the last time, but they must have got me Now where have they brought me? Left my vehicle twisted In the middle of nowhere, I planned so persistant And I survived!? Now who's going to pay for this treason? Who would bother to save me? I can't fathom a reason I wanted release, I needed the end And I sit patiently in this hospital bed With my breathing returning to a state of calm And fingernails digging daggers into my palms My story isn't important, but I guess there's more to unfold I feel different... transformed... my organs run cold Turn me off. I can't do this anymore. Turn me off. What am I living for? But sedation and patience kicks off the violence Stuck in confinement, I'm so scared of silence And my sense of kindness is negative, minus The trials and errors of this mental science They released me a new man back into my life And I vowed that this time I would get it right But everything's different, now everything shifted My senses are heightened and perception lifted But this gift... doesn't override the raw emotion They saved my life with rotors but this was no magic potion I give up with every step, the biology is winning Sometimes when you skip to the end you don't want a new beginning And if I come back a third time and I am more machine than man Then you can bet your life I'll destroy just as much as I can I feel so logically tragic, feel the flaws in this magic Turn me off for the love of god and let my brain dissolve to static You can throw me in the attic, just another broken toy Mutual understanding, it's okay, unspoken choice I will thank you, new creator, with my hands around your neck And as you choke on your vitality I'll ask what you'd expect From a suicidal human to a murderous machine You will fall prey to sleep forever because you woke me from my dream Turn me off. I can't do this anymore. Turn me off. What am I living for? AND YOU CAN TURN ME OFF. BUT YOU CAN NEVER. EVER. STOP ME.