> 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. 
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> 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.
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> 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.
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> 4.Bitch.
>  
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> 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!
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> 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.
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> 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.
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> 
> 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
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> 
> 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!
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> 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.
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> 
> 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
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> 
> 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)
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> 
> Slipp Awa(puddle of you).
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>  
>  
> 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)
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> 
> 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.
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