> 1.Intro. > > This track was made on Ricco's NEC 200mhz computer with GOLDWAVE > sound editing software. I worked on this for 5 minutes. There > are different news broadcasts on each speaker, they switch > speakers too, its kind of neat. > > > > > 2.Rash. > > back in the day i was led up > i got taunted and teased > and then i got fed-up > i looked at those people > yo, they were calling me trash > i thought of those people (as a rash) > > one said "laugh at him" he dresses different > i'm a human being, isn't that aparent > you standing there with your muscles > comming out of your shirt, and your big belt buckles > you thought of me,as sothing you put in the waste basket > something on the same side as trash > i think of you, as a rash. > > make me itch like a rash > you make me itclike a rash > something like a rash, you make me itch > you make me itch, now its your turn, bitch! > > driving your truck all around the town > got it made higher, gotta jump down > you look like a hillbilly in that hitch > and just like a rash, you make me itch > > make me itch like a rash > you make me itch like a rash > something like a rash, you make me itch > you make me itch, now its your turn, bitch! > > make me itch > make me itch > make me itch > now its your turn bitch > > make me itch like a rash > you make me itch like a rash > something like a rash, you makeme itch > you make me itch, now its your turn bitch > > back in the day i was led up > i got taunted and teased > and then i got fed-up > i looked at those people > yo, they were calling me trash > i thought of those people (as a rash) > > make me itch like a rash > you make me itch like a rash > something like a rash, you make me itch > you make me itch, now its your turn bitch > > make me itch > make me itch > make me itch > now its your turn bitch. > > ------------------------------------------------------ > > 3.Hoods. > > Dressin' up tough, actin' crazy, > mind's fucked, weed's got you crazy. > you have said you're the hottest shit, > but just wait untill you get hit. > 'Cause you ain't nothing that you claim you are, > you're a fucking fake, a liar by far. > > you said you're a hood, > Drivin' in your rag top, > up to no good. > Droppin' back 40's, totin' a gun like a toy, > Actin' like a hood, you're just a little boy. > > Brother with your fuckin' paco jeans, > Fubu wear, got your car by ulterior means. > Callin' girls bitches, they ain't your fuckin' hoes, > you thought it was a good mask but now everybody knows. > > you said you're a hood, > Drivin' in your rag top, > up to no good. > Droppin' back 40's, totin' a gun like a toy, > Actin' like a hood, you're just a little boy. > > it's friday night, now what'cha gonna do > sittin' at home, boy your momma is too > you called up your friends, see dey wanna hang > called up your friends, yo, to see if they could bang > you told them you'd go up and car-jack a sucker > but you ain't tough, your just a punkass-motherfucker > > you said you're a hood, > Drivin' in your rag top, > up to no good. > Droppin' back 40's, totin' a gun like a toy, > Actin' like a hood, you're just a little boy. > > ------------------------------------------------------------ > > 4.Bitch. > > > Little girl acting dumb, cause she's filthy rich > little girl ain't lookin cause she's a stupid bitch > she's actually not that cool, cause she's a hoe > you seen her walking on your way to the store > > she's sick of herself, she's a whore. > she's sick of herself, she's a bore. > you're sick of her too, she makes you, snore. > you're sick of her too, she's a whore. > > little girl sittin on the sidewalk, she's alone > little girl sittin by herself, a target for their stone > she's actually not that silent, cause she's a poet > he who cast the first stone, had to throw it! > > she's sick of herself, she's a whore. > she's sick of herself, she's a bore. > you're sick of her too, she makes you, snore. > you're sick of her too, she's a whore. > > little girl with the gun to her head, she's dead > little girl with the bullet lodged inside her head > she's not supposed to die that way > that little girl wasn't supposed to die today > > she's sick of herself, she's a whore. > she's sick of herself, she's a bore. > you're sick of her too, she makes you, snore. > you're sick of her too, she's a whore. > > she's sick of herself, she's a whore. > she's sick of herself, she's a bore. > you're sick of her too, she makes you, snore. > you're sick of her too, she's a whore. > > she's sick of herself, she's a whore. > she's sick of herself, she's a bore. > you're sick of her too, she makes you, snore. > you're sick of her too, she's a whore. > > > ---------------------------------------------------------- > > 5.God. > > god told us to love > one another and every other > the actions that you reprezent him with > tell me that you are a counterfiet > > you are a liar > > just because my hair was all up in braids > you wouldn't let me in gods house, > you told me to go away, > because god doesn't love his children this way! > > hide away your selfish face > to make me tell all my sins > make me sit in a box > and tell you everything (i've ever done) > i didn't do anything, that you didn't do, > when you were my age (when you were young) > > god told us to love > one another and every other > the actions that you reprezent him with > tell me that you are a counterfiet > > > you wear the robes that tell us you are a servant > but you rape the little children, the innocent. > yo. face it, i'm king now, who is to blame now! > black clothes all the time, this ain't hopeless drivel > when i wear my clothing black, you tell me that i'm evil. > > stand upon your pulpit up there on a stage > you try to calm the tyrant who is hopelessly enraged > but you never calm the evil, that resides in your own soul > you cannot use your status, to try and fill the hole. > > god told us to love > one another and every other > the actions that you reprezent him with > tell me that you are a counterfiet > > god. > > ---------------------------------------------------------- > > > 6.Playdough. > > look at how you are molded, someone else's tin > the bass starts us off and the drum will begin > to take you apart, your molded by someones hand > take a look at where you are, where you stand > like a soldier for someone else's cause > and if you try to get out you get shot, what a clause > > like a maggot you do what you always did > never let youself be the way you are > someone will own you, whats the price they bid > take you away and leave you very far > > it's pretty fucked up the way you live > someone better let you be, tell em to let it give > why do you wanna be like that? > do you think you are phat? > no one can reign like me > > like a maggot you do what you always did > never let yourself be the way you are > someone will own you, whats the price they bid > take you away and leave you very far > > look at how you are molded, someone else's tin > the bass starts us off and the drum will begin > to take you apart, your molded by someones hand > take a look at where you are, where you stand > like a soldier for someone else's cause > and if you try to get out you get shot, what a clause > > ---------------------------------------------------- > > > 7.skillz > > This track was made on RICCO's NEC 200mhz computer with GOLDWAVE > sound editing software. I made the beats using HAMMERHEAD loop > software, and added some samples of news and other stuff that > I fooled around with. Turn the bass up all the way! > > ----------------------------------------------------------- > > > 8.TimeForThat. > > when its time for that > it will begin > let the coward crowd you > but do not let him in > he isn't who he wants to be > he acts like someone else > put him in a bottle and > put him on a shelf. > > put that fucker on a shelf > > put him up there in that bottle > let him sit for ever > dust him off every once and a while > and let him collect dust too > he is there for your amusement > so look at him often > don't take him out of the bottle > > put that fucker on a shelf > > ha ha ha > it began like that > now it's time for that > he looks lonely and scared > take him out and set him free > let him be who he wants to be > if he goes and doesn't come back > go and catch him, put him in a sack > > put that fucker in a sack > > put him in a sack and tie it off > watch him squirm around, listen to him cough > its ok man, cause there is air in there > but watch out, don't carry him around > unless you don't care that everyone'll stare > > put that fucker in a sack. > > ------------------------------------------ > > 9.Milk. > > yo, yo. bitch start the tape. > > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > > SMACK! face it, nevermind the crack > everyone is prepared for our verbal attack > creatures on the new-scene, with an old school twist > just sit here and listen, let me twist your wrist > give me a chance to blast you up higherthis is malcolm blunt, i ain't no > fuckin' liar > we got, sac on the tables turnin' and scratchin' > we got me, carl on the mic, rappin' > and on the drums we got our boy named stank > and on the iceman, got steve, not wank > and on the bass, the funk goes boom > the flava that we kick shakes the room. > > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > > SMACK! face it, nevermind the crack > everyone is prepared for our verbal attack > creatures on the new-scene, with an old school twist > just sit here and listen, let me twist your wrist > give me a chance to blast you up higher > this is malcolm blunt, i ain't no fuckin' liar > we got, sac on the tables turnin' and scratchin' > we got me, carl on the mic, rappin' > and on the drums we got our boy named stank > and on the iceman, got steve, not wank > and on the bass, the funk goes boom > the flava that we kick shakes the room. > > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > get yo shit on > > --------------------------------------------- > > 10.Scar. > > pain in my eyes > paralyze > pain > in my heart > don't start > making me feel bad > because you didn't love me > the way i loved you > but the way you left me > > scar! > scar! > (i got a scar right here on my heart > it's not physically visible but it hurt) > > Pain > in my eyes > Pain > Paralyze > Pain > Let it begin > Pain > Let me in > > pain > in my heart > don't start > making me feel bad > because you didn't love me > the way i loved you > but the way you left me > > scar! > scar! > (i got a scar right here on my heart > it's not physically visible but it hurt) > > pain (scar) > scar (scab) > scab (pain) > > pain > in my heart > don't start > making me feel bad > because you didn't love me > the way i loved you > but the way you left me > > pain in my eyes > paralyze > > scar! > > pain in my eyes > paralyze > > scar! > > pain in my eyes > paralyze > > scar! > scar! > (i got a scar right here on my heart > it's not physically visible but it hurt) > > scar! > scar! > (i got a scar right here on my heart > it's not physically visible but it hurt) > > --------------------------------------------------- > > > Slipp Awa(puddle of you). > ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > > slipped away. > don't let me fall down > i'm drowning > in this puddle of you. > > check me. > i don't mean to slip far > but you left me > and let me drown, scared > i don't even wanna know > why you left me this way > sometimes my mind just goes astray > > slipped away > don't let me go, far > i'm drowning > in this, in this puddle of you > i'm down there, > under 3 inches of water > i'm drowing > because of you > > so check me, > i don't wanna be alone, without you > i don't understand, what the fuck i'm supposed to do > i don't wanna know why > you left me this way > sometimes my feelings go astray > > it's not ok. > > fuck you, girl > i let you walk all over my back > and i let my feelings just pile in a stack > cause i thought i loved you > but i guess was just lust for you > because i couldn't have you > and now i'm alone again > i'm drowing again > it's not even raining! > > slipped away. > don't let me fall down > i'm drowning (its not ok) > in this puddle of you. > slipped away > don't let me go, far > i'm drowning (its not ok) > in this, in this puddle of you > i'm down there, > under 3 inches of water > i'm drowing > because of you (fuck you) > > > > ----------------------------------------------------- > > > Tired (3:00) > ~~~~~~~~~~~~ > > now it's time for me to wash away my blues > i take off my shirt, and I take off my shoes > i leave them, in a pile on the floor > i leave them, in a heap over by the door > i'm alone, like every other night > but, until now, i haven't lost insight > but you left me, alone in my misery > you left my love (give it to me) > > i'm wishing that i could be > with you in the darkness of me > and i thought that we were two > souls that could have grew > > I'm alone without you. > > It's late, it's about 3 a.m. > and I'm laying here, a lonely man > i never meant to treat you like a fool > i never meant to leave you alone > but i feel like you did > when i left your home > > i'm wishing that i could be > with you in the darkness of me > and i thought that we were two > souls that could have grew > > I'm alone, without you. > > >