1. |
Breeze
02:38
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[Mikal kHill]
Cooking and the fires on, my minds blown
Scrape up against the grind stone, the times gone
The matter of fact, waving a skull and crossbones
Right beside a black flag, blow your spot widda cellphone.
Oh no we make noise like Yoko
Throwing molotovs or maybe put you in a chokehold
Rhymes hit harder than the account was froze
So cold it’s like my walk is filmed in slow-mo
[int eighty]
A hundred networks and still running, connections are still tunneled
The transfers are still wired, the bills funneled
Understanding the misfires in all our lives
Too adverse to reality to call it pride
Access, unauthorized, I gray the line
Ultimatums with chances to stay inside
On a path of eternal endings and great divides
TroubleShooters originals you plagiarize
[Mikal kHill]
They can’t hide, get flipped like a b-side
Claiming ride or die but i think you’re playing both sides
Ladidadi… hearts racing up to the sky
Living long time to just let some shit slide
Point of pride… keep it realer than most
I’ll be questioning your motives til I give up the ghost
Here’s a toast (*ding*)… to the skeptics and outsiders
The ones pushing further bets on the outliers
The ones still out here cracking the code
But smart enough to know when they hear a dope flow
[int eighty]
Overthrow, we stand vicious when toe to toe
In the moment, in transition, we know the road
Defined life by intermissions from show to show
My consciousness to the ether, I’m comatose
Ready, willing, able still delivering payloads
Amounted to the drowning from the lead on my ankles
Mortality, existence in one word, a casualty
Spinning round, pinning me down, feel the gravity
[Mikal kHill]
I’m running a slalom trying not to slap a tree
Folks that implied that they were fam were just Dastardly
Some that didn’t deserve it caught in a Tragedy
Still a couple others sold us out for salary
But I can’t hold a grudge, can’t remember shit see?
It's as Clear as day, satellite TV
You might sail me down the river but I drink the sea
I can swim the current like a bassline on the beat.
[int eighty]
Immersive, the wind that travels through the trees
Indicating presence by the motion of the leaves
Intensity of heat raise the temperature degrees
Alone in the moment, set the tone, you feel the breeze
We’re ready for the late stage, end days, segue
The last time you hear TroubleShooters is your best day
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2. |
Make Some Noise
02:34
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[Mikal kHill]
Picture me rapping on acoustic guitar
For a hostile crowd at a traditional blues bar
Redneck in the crowd said keep it up you’re gonna get it
But every single Tuesday we were right back at it
[int eighty]
12 shows, 3 days, yeah I’m gonna push it
Main stage at DEF CON, fell into the bushes
Ninjula pulled me out faster than it happened
Invaders Must Die while continually rapping
[Mikal kHill]
On stage many years ago at Nerdapoolza
Schaffer said come hype me for maybe a song or two, (yeah?)
He said get in character, before we do “The Bender”
And the view of the ceiling from the floor’s all I remember
[int eighty]
Arrived at the party for the crew from 801
But the people next door didn’t want us having fun
Not to belabor, but instead address the haters
So I kicked a little freestyle, and it went FUCK THE NEIGHBORS
[Chorus]
Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh)
From the front to the back to the fifth row
We open in San Luis Obispo
Then pass out on BART in San Francisco
Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh)
From the front to the back to the fifth row
We open in San Luis Obispo
Then pass out on BART in San Francisco
[Mikal kHill]
Another year at NAP they couldn’t get the dates right
But Beaker came through and got us down there, so tight
We crowded a tiny room with like 150
And invented whispercore in room 360
[int eighty]
We had a show in Brooklyn with an unexpected plot twist
A staff member checking was aggressively stand-offish
Mikal broke a mic stand, ready to throw his right hand
Had to pee in a trash can to detour any fight plans
[Mikal kHill]
I might have broke a couple bottles but I didn’t whoop his ass
And as far as I know nobody lost any cash
We wound down at a diner, nobody threw a fist
And I didn’t go to jail for wrecking a failed guitarist
[int eighty]
My first Brazil booking, yeah, I only made it
‘Cause the show coordinator seized the day and then she saved it
Two years later started dating here and now
Two years after that, found ourselves exchanging vows
[Chorus]
Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh)
From the front to the back to the fifth row
We open in San Luis Obispo
Then pass out on BART in San Francisco
Make some noise if you want to see a shitshow (yeeeaaahhhhh)
From the front to the back to the fifth row
We open in San Luis Obispo
Then pass out on BART in San Francisco
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3. |
Hot Takes
02:54
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[int eighty, Mikal kHill]
On deck, step in the spot, let’s get it on spec
Not yet, what do you mean, time to get rekt
Blood let, sunrise to sunset
Sipping moet in a stolen corvette
That’s in park, left it in the same place we found it
Odometer incremented, hope nobody count it
Down with, anyone interested, compound it
Rolling up on them in stereo – surrounded
Audio technicians, we know just where the sound be
Into your ears, your heart, and both your buttcheeks
Subtweet! Hit them and split them just with the drum beat
Bring it to the dance floor now, you’ve gotta compete
Kicking it with both feet, many reference Bruce Lee
But I’m speaking something more like Michael Flatley
Lord of the dance, taking the wheel gladly
Spinning the records from double time to half speed
Gra-du-al-ly resuming to full force
Like BLAU! We follow the compass and pull north
Magnetic, we set it then shred it like pulled pork
Damn that was a mouthful, then call it a full fork
Four course, all locally sourced
I am the doctor, the crates are the corpse
Frankenstein? The product’s du jour
So turned up that I jumble all my metaphors
Some-how we still juggle the deal
AND Challenge our Audience, the Snuggle is Real (Mikal adlib)
Undercover (huh), we un-cover appeal
Incognito with all records unsealed
Needle to vinyl the melody sings
We drink all the booze, Hack all the things
March through the Hollow and out of the trees
Bring Apex Predators right to their knees
[Chorus]
Hot Takes! Revving the engine, let's make it shake (vroom)
Hot Takes! Pushing the pedal, it's time to make some
Hot Takes! Know what I'm saying, you can relate it's
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (like)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (what)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (yeah)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (uh)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (?????)
[int eighty, Mikal kHill]
Check the calendar, the weekends applaud
Alarm says it’s Friday, let’s deploy to prod
Things thoroughly tested? Nah it should be fine
Looks good to me Take everything offline
Ahhhhhh my spine! I rekt the whole shit
Working retail when I was 18 did it
Now I’m at a desk, submit it and commit it
My former employers can suck this did-ick
(Hah) Injuries are chroni- cled like Riddick
They’ll put us in a nursing home that no one ever visits
Seeking out revenge for the consequence – implicit
See you in your nightmares, high def and vivid
Like Orin Scrivello with the laughing gas
Hitting harder than a double shotgun blast
An open road, we chose another path
Some do the knowledge some do the math
[Chorus]
Hot Takes! Revving the engine, let's make it shake (vroom)
Hot Takes! Pushing the pedal, it's time to make some
Hot Takes! Know what I'm saying, you can relate it's
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (like)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (what)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (yeah)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (uh)
Hot Takes! All gas, all breaks! (?????)
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4. |
All Day All Night
02:35
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[int eighty]
Who came to make the cipher hot, checking if it’s time or not
Clever how we sever the connections behind the dots
We fire off hyper shots disrupting any writers block
Opening with quotes like explosives when the timer stops
[Mikal kHill]
You looking wack and soft up against a final boss
Your final fucking life is what it motherfucking costs
We’re up so many levels, your whole crew is getting tossed
Either learn to fly or take the motherfucking loss
[int eighty]
Kickin’ as though we’re unforgiven, just rescinded the mission
Typical with reciprocals, flipping, we’re one in a million
Over under zero operated with long division
Opened the gates for all the inmates, now who’s running the prison
[Mikal kHill, int eighty]
It’s like o haiiiil, he’s acting kinda shale
You sound just like a radio, your vibe is wack and stale
The TroubleShooters coming through to do it kinda different
You came to make impressions, we came to make an imprint
[Chrous: Mikal kHill, int eighty]
All day all night
We can rock the spot, and you know we keep it tight
All day all night
Yeah we hold it down, make you feel alright
All day all night
You can get with this or you can get with that
All day all night
You should get with this, cause this is where it’s at
[int eighty]
We give it ‘cause you asked for it, ain’t no need to fast forward
Hand-crafted rhymes, tracks ported into flash storage
Beats up on the speakers, feel the vibe to feel alive
Rap is written, platters spinning, overflow the drive
[Mikal kHill, int eighty]
Time for some action, just a fraction, a decimal
Of skill they need to bring, before we slap them off their pedestal
The rhymestyle unforgettable, your motions all regrettable
You don’t even know how to ride a beat until they tell you to
[int eighty]
We increment the challenge for developing our talents
Adjustment to the universe delivering a balance
Eyes on the prize when everybody buys in
From hip hop to hacking always pushing the horizon
[Mikal kHill]
From sun up to sundown, always down to throwdown
Extremely available just call me, it’ll go down
I know now, exactly who I am and want to be
You can do you, but I am gonna do me
[Chrous: Mikal kHill, int eighty]
All day all night
We can rock the spot, and you know we keep it tight
All day all night
Yeah we hold it down, make you feel alright
All day all night
You can get with this or you can get with that
All day all night
You should get with this, cause this is where it’s at
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5. |
Bosch
02:19
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[int eighty]
This is evil. We’re all people
Toppled and equal
Climbing atop each other to ascend obstinate steeples
Call it lethal
All in belief, all in Her name
Altered all the altars so we’re all ascending in shame
While defending the flame
I’m a monolith
Ob-noxious toxic crosses tossed onto an obelisk
It’s preposterous
The topics one would posture with
The consequence of common sense proving this hypothesis
[Mikal kHill]
Soot filled skies, leaving eyes blind mind flyin.
A million miles behind the time, chipping away at a childs smile
Hiding from the very thing that you seek
Cry for justice but you think you’re immune (please)
Crying at the alter, falter with your little words
A lot of noise for nothing but an animated pile of dirt
I’m born under a curse, a paragraph or two of work
Scorn, speaking kinda curt, a stifled laugh at your hurt
[Chorus: int eighty]
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames
[Mikal kHill]
A ticking bomb held up in a mother’s hand
An hourglass broke, eyes poked
With fragments of the wood and sand
A monster feeding in a foreign land
A choice you wanna upend
It stalks you even though you turned and ran
Wings spread, but really just to soar above you
The hymns dead. But really words only cut you
Father raised you up and said no-one could ever son you
But from first step you took you walked away from that that loved you
[int eighty]
The battle of another realm swelling in its urgency
Ready when it comes the war raging for eternity
Signaling our penance til our karma gets replenished
Steganographic compositions, messages embedded
Guardian of angels while my mortal body breathing
Considering the angles when confronted with my demons
Material, ethereal memoirs that fill the shelves
These notes are from bottom of the bottoms in the pits of Hell
[Chorus: Mikal kHill]
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we find ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames
Give me freedom, give me liberty, give me death
But give it in the afterlife knowing now what’s next
Broken every rule so we found ourselves in chains
What began in Paradise ended up in flames
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6. |
Rainstorm
02:20
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[int eighty]
Off to a false start, already feel the trust shift
Scavenging the couch cushions just to make the bus trip
Running late to work, challenged so we uplift
Expect the unexpected like we’re ready for the drum flip
“Awake again, I guess, back staring at the ceiling”
Anything, except this, is always more appealing
Trapped in a vortex, I try to shake the feeling
The music in my headphones begin to start the healing
[Mikal kHill]
These floorboards are freezing, feeling like I’m grieving
Fact of the matter is there’s really no reason
Maybe it’s the season. I’m just waiting on the sun rays
Grinding day to day toward an early fuckin grave.
But I know that’s not the way, I’m carving out a better path
Half of me is miserable, the other half can only laugh
A matter fact, I’m climbing back towards a better light
My family, my music, my beats and the mic.
[Chorus]
I hope nobody takes this in the wrong way
But sometimes my energy is blasé
It feels like I really don’t belong, hey
Just getting to tomorrow is a strong play
Every box on the calendar’s a long day
We got to see the next one, all flames
As long as I believe in what the song say
I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way
[Mikal kHill]
Okay okay, just need to make it another hour
We don’t chase dragons, and refusing to be devoured
Whatever’s within my power to change, I’ll change it for the better
Whatever we can’t change, we can endure together
Sun shines some times even in winter
Even when it gets cold up under your skin like splinters
Remember the reason you started, don’t need a key to break locks
Already got the door open when opportunity knocks
[int eighty]
Crowded in this rat race flooding through the mazes
Tearing down the fourth wall, we’re breaking out the cages
Navigate the path with my words up on the pages
‘Cause we’re never heading back to where they put us through our paces
Laid the foundation, NOFRIENDS built the enclave
Our legacy continues after life from beyond graves
Flames in the inferno change my legal name to Dante
I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way
[Chorus]
I hope nobody takes this in the wrong way
But sometimes my energy is blasé
It feels like I really don’t belong, hey
Just getting to tomorrow is a strong play
Every box on the calendar’s a long day
We got to see the next one, all flames
As long as I believe in what the song say
I know we’re gonna make it, got a long way
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7. |
Spotlight
02:20
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[Intro: int eighty, Mikal kHill]
First album was… 2007? (Oh shit)
Somehow, it all still feels new
[int eighty]
On stage breaking waves, first tread upon it quietly
Never truly overcame the anxiety
15 years, stomach still unsettled
Pilgrimage the homeland, the mecca, the temple
[Mikal kHill]
God damn, leave you sentimental like slow jam
Swan dive into the abyss you know, the old plan
Never land, voices ring into infinity
Echo from the hills to the desert to the seven seas
[int eighty]
Eternal sands moving through the hour glass
Showering a burning man hoping that it counteracts
Time running circles, chasing us around the map
Unclaimed memories lost in all the browser tabs (how was that?)
[Mikal kHill]
Broken dreams, yeah we grew them into bigger things
Fires of hell that fed the sails, afloat even on broken wings
Phoenix screams, you can’t silence all the whiling
A dragon in the path of no concern to all the wildings.
[Chorus]
Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics
Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic
And I’m here in the spotlight.
The Spotlight.
Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight.
Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics
Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic
And I’m here in the spotlight
The Spotlight.
Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight.
[Mikal kHill]
Icewater dive as I step to the mic,
Quick glance at the crowd try to focus my sight
And my eyes locked with the back row
Fire in my lungs, Saltwater in my throat.
[int eighty]
So. Moments left to go, the rush before the show
Control, this is where the rubber meets the road
Fake it til we make it was the ever-modern tactic
Finally we made it, but still faking out of habit
[Mikal kHill]
Halfway through the track, the power’s coming back
Remember why you started almost stumble over that
See somebody vibing, and it kinda does distract
But you save it with the cadence and little bitty laugh
[int eighty]
Emeritus, dependent on adrenaline to carry us
Embarked upon the journey where beginning steps are perilous
Metabolized engagement building ego til nefarious
Relief, a vicious cycle that repeats until they bury us
[Chorus]
Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics
Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic
And I’m here in the spotlight.
The Spotlight.
Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight.
Can’t succumb to the static, illusionist tactics
Emotions erratic, numb but ecstatic
And I’m here in the spotlight
The Spotlight.
Caught up in the spotlight. The Spotlight.
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8. |
With Purpose
03:25
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[int eighty]
Yeah our pathways in life are so often inadvertent
That we’re caught up in these patterns like we purchased the immersion
The cycle begins, begin recursive
I draw first blood, be the one to come with purpose
Was nervous- had to make an enter-ance but eloquent
Fighting through my writing had to sharpen up the pencil tip
Seeking excellence in leveling the penmanship
Relaxed a bit, opened up the editor and let it rip
Eyes on the prize applied ego for the tarnish
Never dreamed of rocking stages Vegas out to Cardiff
I remember feeling alien, barely if a martian
Turning from disheartened til I’m pulling out of darkness
Verses were cathartic, breaking out the harness
Ever-moving targets still remember why you started
Until one day, you’ll simply be a carcass
One step to start this; until the end regardless
[int eighty, Mikal kHill]
Burning up the candlelight, focusing my line of sight
Facing up to fight or flight, my options were to write and write
Searching for a guiding light, wishing it was shining bright
Feeling like it’s smoke and mirrors amplifying signs of life
(Hah) Took challenges at point blink
Thirsty for a verse like we’re fishing in an empty tank
I spent hours on bars in bars before I ever drank
Burning through the napkins still my pen tip was spilling ink
Battled anybody, anywhere, at any place and time
Always holding heat with a furnace fueled by plenty rhymes
Parking lot, mall lobby, bus stop central line
I augmented freestyle; hell, I invented prime
Relentless on the hourly when anyone would start me
Going toe to toe at Virginia house parties
I was driven, and hope I’m never giving up
But death comes for all of us, glad I got to live it up
[Mikal kHill]
Bitter words spoken, the world lost focus
Cold comfort of a pen, but it all felt hopeless
I spoke up even with my voice so strained
A hard way to live but I still maintained
Life is pain, I used to say it as a joke
Til I fell off stage whiling, left my left wrist broke
Hard to cope. I used to sell CD-Rs
Nowadays kids are like what the fucks a CD-R?
My mind so scarred, flipped it onto paper
A few strong words for the behavior of my maker
Never been a faker, mix it up like a shaker
Break it down to bits so you can light the grill and let it savor
The flavor and I’m not even started on the mouth feel
Break the fourth wall cause I keep it too real
Birth til death, that’s the way it’s gotta be
Till they got me under rocks labeled RIP
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9. |
Menacing
02:10
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[Mikal kHill]
I am the weed that grew through concrete
In a cold winter I speak nothing but pure heat
Dark ritual. Chains rake across your teeth
Great Dismal. I am the fire born from peet
Climbing the devils stairs, carved out from a thousand years
Lights in the sky move cross the mountains when I reappear
A phantom in the night that’s reaching in to steal your sight
Mothers hold their children tight when I begin to write
[int eighty]
I am infinite, onward, expanding control again
Present through the high desert blasted with solar wind
Hairs standing rigid, goosebumps across the skin
Shadows ever-spreading feel the storm rolling in
Stasis escapist from unbeknownst of parts
Solar powered sunflower sparking in the dark
Disassembled focus on the targets fall apart
Relentless in pursuit should you choose a running start
[Chorus]
[Mikal kHill]
Cats used to come round my way to cop trees
Nowadays come to my neighborhood to peep leaves
Rich man prays, the poor man grieves
And workers all sow while the bossman reaps
It’s been a weird climb, from rags to slightly nicer rags
Uphill battle from my birth to the toe tags
Be the chill up your spine as the motive comes clear
Echo off the cold stones, winds biting your ear.
[int eighty]
It’s war for the masses, classes nefarious
Divide and then they conquer proletariats and bury us
And so we craft curtains, pull strings, Stradivarius
Invoke pandemonium, embrace the hysteria
Ride up on the chariot, we’re gonna swing low
Chronically bring the hypersonic ringtones
We move fast; cowards, you barely think slow
Stained from the spray then wash away the pink snow
[Chorus]
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10. |
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[int eighty]
Let’s get it cracking with tentacles quickly grabbing
Credentials matching the patterns of access you couldn’t fathom
Hackers dump a database, my code is out in outer space
Melting any ice giant, pirating on data lakes
[Remington Forbes]
Invade ya space, delete logs to evade a trace, With no movement detected like Darth Vader's face
Think you're protected because you got NVAs in place/ Cut through defenses like razor blades when stakes are raised
[Mikal kHill]
If the data’s at rest, I’ve already got a copy
Recon into reckoning, in seconds left sloppy
Duck labels, embedded the tools in your cables
Blue team scared when they hear these Grimm fables
[int eighty]
Hack this. Hack that. Measure the impact
Of observable telemetry felony still intact
Containerized, bare metal, trace the full stack
From AZs to regions, we cover the whole map
[Remington Forbes]
No holding back, the damage lethal we scan your repo/ And seek out any secrets you use to manage SQL
Copy all of your data like I ran a Kinkos/ Your key fob's an easy lob like an underhanded free throw
[Mikal kHill, int eighty]
Check the path, we move across your data map
Something like a cash grab, sorta like a last laugh
Quarter-circle kick back, button-mashing wack cats
Access we have that, a compromised LastPass
[Chorus]
We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet)
Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless
We’re coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet)
Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless
We’re coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
[int eighty]
Time to act applying wiretaps until the fibers snap
The only audit trail still intact will be the tire tracks
Moving at the speed of light then increment a couple hertz
Access is multipath, multicloud, multiverse
[Mikal kHill]
Look at your LAN… now look at me
A man in a towel bringing your network to its knees
Nothing quite so simple as a BSOD
Updates are waiting, just restart your PC
[Remington Forbes]
Your firewalls not redundant, we're making it crumble first, your team juggles alerts, admins running berserk
Running to backups, Praying to mother earth, discovering they can't recover because none of them work
Searching logs in hopes of uncovering the perps checking the dark web that's where some of them lurk
Clicking links in your email without wondering first
Unleashing worms, not the type under the dirt
[Chorus]
We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet)
Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless
We’re coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
We sail the seven seas of the internet (internet)
Pirate flag flying in the sky like it’s limitless
We’re coming for your files and your details
Driven by the data put the wind up into these sails
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11. |
Already Know
02:07
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[int eighty]
Receiving a paycheck, not worth checking it
Working to the bone all coverage no benefits
Three jobs part time, all days, all grind
Hit me with a contract I’ll ask where to sign
Economic downturn got me in a spot
Loading up on schemes, already had a plot
Calculated value from employers that my time see
Return on investment’s better with a crime spree
[Mikal kHill]
Salary freeze means nothing to me
Already living by the skin of my teeth
And I bust my ass 8 days a week
Gotta buy the boss’s kid a new ATV
While MY kids wonder what we gonna eat
And it cuts me. Right down to the meat
And it guts me. To have to see
These Twitter happy vampires feed on the weak
[Chorus]
You already know. What this is and how it’s gonna go
You already see. Just how it’s laid out and how it’s gonna be.
Already been struggling, prices all doubling, oh so troubling
You already know. You already know.
[Mikal kHill]
Fact of the matter, gotta stack them ends
While labor related stress stays stacking our friends
And you ain’t worth the paper that they print your check on
Use you up then say to get the fuck on
[int eighty]
Paid less than my worst show, and that was at a church though
Treated like a charity, but they call it furlow
Bills on the third no-tice when the first go
Wanna decorate, relegated to the earth tones
[Mikal kHill]
One day they’ll bury me under the dirt
Name tag hanging from the front of my shirt
A life only lived as a rich man’s cattle
Sur vi val is an uphill battle
[int eighty]
And so we use our bootstraps to pull ourselves up
“We have it so good” but not good enough
Sleep when we’re dead, work through our prime
Throw your hands up for Generation 1099
[Chorus]
You already know. What this is and how it’s gonna go
You already see. Just how it’s laid out and how it’s gonna be.
Already been struggling, prices all doubling, oh so troubling
You already know. You already know.
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12. |
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[int eighty]
It’s been three years since I last awoke with sober eyes
All joined in one extended gauntlet with no divide
Always want the rush like it’s expedited overnight
And once I fin’lly have it, all I want to do is hold it tight
Can’t escape the gravity, spiral slow
Grounded once I’m cleared for my final approach
It’s the pride in the flow with the rise from the show
Racing at a pace, chasing highs and the lows
[Mikal kHill]
End to end burner, born with a heart murmur
Been fucking up my health but I’m a real slow learner
Keep thinking that I got it worked out over the summer
But the doctor’s like yo what the fuck is with these numbers
I mean, not in those exact same words
But maybe some different verbs and he probably didn’t curse
The message was the same, you need to slow your fuckin role
Unless you want your kids only talking to you through a stone
[Chorus]
We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing
But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons
Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow
Find your own speed, live fast die slow
We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing
But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons
Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow
Find your own speed, live fast die slow
[int eighty]
Light a candle for the ones that couldn’t see this
Burning both ends as the daylight decreases
What still hasn’t killed us building strengths from our weakness
Many days gone, just as many nights were sleepless
Keeping out of reaches as the darkness extends
Shadows make speeches and begin to descend
Together til they leave us in this paradox of trends
On the path, always pushing for the peak until the end
[Mikal kHill]
A broke heart beating in my chest
Smoke raising to the west
I must confess, I was born a whole mess
Unless there’s major change I’ll be stuck here til death
Only half the story cause I know I’m truly blessed
Got tools and gifts many would kill to get a taste of
Family and my circle, a fortress of pure love
Might not got a lot but what we got will be enough
A castle made of sand reinforced with sterner stuff
[Chorus]
We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing
But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons
Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow
Find your own speed, live fast die slow
We live in the moment while our lungs keep breathing
But zoom out and you can see the change of the seasons
Trees drop leaves as the new ones grow
Find your own speed, live fast die slow
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