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Speechless (Full)

Here comes a wave
Meant to wash me away
A tide that is taking me under
Swallowing sand
Left with nothing to say
My voice drowned out in the thunder
 
But I won't cry
And I won't start to crumble
Whenever they try
To shut me or cut me down
 
I won't be silenced
You can't keep me quiet
Won't tremble when you try it
All I know is I won't go speechless
 
'Cause I'll breathe
When they try to suffocate me
Don't you underestimate me
'Cause I know that I won't go speechless
 
Written in stone
Every rule, every word
Centuries old and unbending
Stay in your place
Better seen and not heard
Well, now that story is ending
 
'Cause I
I cannot start to crumble
So come on and try
Try to shut me and cut me down
 
I won't be silenced
You can't keep me quiet
Won't tremble when you try it
All I know is I won't go speechless
Speechless
 
Let the storm in
I cannot be broken
No, I won't live unspoken
'Cause I know that I won't go speechless
 
Try to lock me in this cage
I won't just lay me down and die
I will take these broken wings
And watch me burn across the sky
Hear the echo saying I...
 
Won't be silenced
Though you wanna see me tremble when you try it
All I know is I won't go speechless
Speechless
 
'Cause I'll breathe
When they try to suffocate me
Don't you underestimate me
'Cause I know that I won't go speechless
All I know is I won't go speechless
Speechless
 

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Live A Lie

I like it better when you tell me lies
When you hide what's behind those eyes
Don't wanna know about the things you do
I just wann live a lie with you
 
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
 
I like it better when you lie to me
I can't take all this honesty
And I don't need to know the cold hard truth
I just wann live a lie with you
 
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
 
I wanna see you say it to my face
C'mon man now cut to the chase
Tell me it doesn't thrill you too
I just wanna live a lie with you
 
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
I just wanna lie with you
I just wanna live a lie with you
 

Eulogy

When I raise my flashing sword, and my hand takes hold on judgement
I will take vengeance upon mine enemies, and I will repay those who haze me
Oh, Lord, raise me to Thy right hand and count me among Thy saints
 
Now while they talk about fiction I'ma spit real rap
Irrefutable try to dispute my facts
My mom's got cancer and my pop's smoke crack
So imagine of the ment in mind spawned out of that
Born out of that
I was forced with a decision
Either I'm gon' starve or it's going to prison
But I was going to November, early September
Na six handcuffed on a crook-bench
Nigga I'm sick only fourteen years
But thats the last time I let a nigga see tears
Nobody gave me nothing no father figure
Raised by my older cousins
Help me serve niggas they help me burn niggas
They gave me the hammers
They contributed to the death toll in the Bamas
Down-town Brooklyn, I'ma stop under all that
Too much information to make me my own rat
But I'm talking 'bout facts they lying in their raps
The reason they ain't buying them, is dying because of that
These niggas is trying and I ain't trying to go back
Locked in a cage with the roaches and the rats
Security is max and majority is black
So is the president but niggas is still trapped
Time stop Clinton, San Quentin, and Castaic
Niggas is still trapped because niggas is cash-strapped
Niggas seeing dollars deflating the Nasdaq
So irrational decisions go get him an ass crack
Full of that time, isolated and confined
Where the only reprieve is the preservation of mind
With no hesitation, I'm one of the elite
That's gon' play the judge and jury in the street
I'ma wave the heat I solemnly swear
Before I let them give me a hundred and twenty years
A hundred and twenty years? imagine that there
My niggas starve blue trial and that's what he got to wear
Hey now, he got a head, screaming and howling and tortured souls
That want to leave confinement
All they hear is violence all over the violins
Even though the soundtrack to his murder is silence
Niggas spitting nonsense that's making me nauseous
He spit I'm sick nigga I vomit
Filling him with a bomb that firing like a comet
Nigga you could die for a quote or a comment
Nigga I'm a Spartan die for involvement
Anybody associated could get harmed then
Messenger deliver the message he lose an arm then
Throw him like Saddam track him down like a Garmin
Hunt him like a dear I'm a lion and I'm starving
King of the concrete jungle my apartment
Complex, niggas wearing armour like a bomb-threat
Like they preparing for a war they ain't start yet
On my projects on my hood!
On my momma I wish a nigga would
Run up on that big homie like I'm Suge
And I promise that that boy left won't look good
Shit ain't looking good when niggas is gone wood
Thinking because they sold records the thinking they still could
I'ma behead these niggas, code-red these niggas
Anybody with a title I'ma dead these niggas
I'ma bury these niggas, I'm death get used to me
Paul-bearer flow use this song for the eulogy
(the eulogy)
 

New God Flow

[Produced by Boogz N Tapez, Kanye West, and Anthony Kilhoffer]
 
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
 
[Verse 1: Pusha T + Kanye West]
I believe there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put holes in everything else
'New God Flow,' fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer, write it in bold letters
They love a nigga's spirit like Pac at the Coachella
They said Push ain't fit with the umbrella
But I was good with the yay as a wholesaler
I think it’s good that 'Ye got a blow dealer
A hot temper, matched with a cold killer
I came aboard for more than just to rhyme with him
Think ’99, when Puff woulda had Shyne with him, yuugh!
Matchin' Daytonas, rose gold on us
Goin' H·A·M in Ibiza done took a toll on us
But since you overdo it, I'ma pour more
Well if you goin' coupe, I’m goin' four door
 
[Hook: Ghostface Killah + Kanye West]
Shake that body, party that bod- (that's rare, nigga!)
Shake that body, party that bod- (Ric Flair, nigga!)
Shake that body, party that body (yeah, nigga!)
Come and have a good time with G-O-D (yeah)
Shake that body, party that bod- (woah!)
Shake that body, party that bod- (woah!)
Shake that body, party that body (it's the new God flow, niggas)
Come and have a good time with G-O-D (yo)
 
[Verse 2: Pusha T]
Step on they necks 'til they can’t breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck em 'Ye, fuck em 'Ye!
I wouldn't piss on that nigga with Grand Marnier
(Woo!) They shit is shoppin' at Targét
(Woo!) My shit is luxury Balmain (ay!)
I'm balling, Amar'e
A nick sold in the park then I want in
What's a king without a crown, nigga? (What?)
What's a circus without you clown niggas? (Hah)
What's a brick from an outta-town nigga
When you flood and you can drown niggas? (Yuuugh!)
Here's the G.O.O.D. Music golden child
M.A. dollar sign, can't nobody hold me down
 
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
 
[Verse 3: Kanye West]
Hold up, I ain't trying to stunt, man
But the Yeezys jumped over the Jumpman
Went from most hated to the champion god flow
I guess that's a feeling only me and LeBron know
I'm living three dreams
Biggie Smalls', Dr. King, Rodney King's, uhh
Cause we can't get along - no resolution
'Til we drown all these haters, rest in peace to Whitney Houston
Cars, money, girls and the clothes
Aww man, you sold your soul
Naw man, mad people was frontin'
Aww man, made somethin' from nothin'
Picture workin' so hard, and you can't cut through
That can mess up your whole life, like an uncle that touched you
What has the world come to? I'm from the 312
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the God go, in his Murcielago
From workin' McDonalds, barely payin' the car note
He even got enough, to get his mama a condo
Then they ran up and shot him, right in front of his mom
40 killings in a weekend, 40 killings in a week
Man, the summer too hot, you can feel it in the street
Welcome to Sunday service, if you hope to someday serve us
We got green in our eyes, just follow my Erick Sermon
Did Moses not part the water with the cane?
Did strippers not make an ark when I made it rain?
Did Yeezy not get signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
'I'm on fire, ay,' that's what Richard Pryor say
And we'll annihilate anybody that violate
Ask any dope boy you know, they admire 'Ye
 
[Hook: Ghostface Killah]
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that bod-
Shake that body, party that body
Come and have a good time with G-O-D
 
[Interlude: Ghostface Killah]
Yeah nigga, yeah I had my, I had my Jesus piece since ‘94
I don’t know what I, I don’t know what y'all talkin’ bout
And my eagle — still got it all in the bag, B
Yeah, all I did was play possum
Yo, come on
 
[Verse 4: Ghostface Killah]
Six hundred Cuban cigar in the big tub
Medallion on, Dove soap on the fresh cut
With soap suds on the Mac-11
My big lion haven’t ate since twelve, and it’s after seven
We feed the nigga like forty chickens
His tail wag when I send him a bag with just one victim
Uh-huh, now let me show you what my closet on
Gems in the display case, call it a rock-a-thon
I got soccer moms payin' for cock
Asians get it from behind while they cleanin’ their wok
Comin' with flows that is toxic
Deadly fumes when I'm in the room
Repercussions occur when you dry snitch
Red light, green light, one, two, three
Look mean, got my machine, cried and hit you, please
Say shake that body, scar up that body
Should I kill him now Tone? I said probably
Side bets are four and better
Bust hammers with pot holders
And yo, dead a cow for his fuckin' leather
I’m not bow-legged but old school like Redd Foxx
My favorite color in my hustle days was red tops
My gold eagle arm shitted out a red rock
Threw it off my project roof, saw red dots
Kanye, shine a light on my Wallabees
You can have a good time with G.O.D
 
[Hook: Ghostface Killah + Kanye West]
Shake that body, party that bod- (that's rare, nigga!)
Shake that body, party that bod- (Ric Flair, nigga!)
Shake that body, party that body (yeah, nigga!)
Come and have a good time with G-O-D (yeah)
Shake that body, party that bod- (woah!)
Shake that body, party that bod- (woah!)
Shake that body, party that body (it's the new God flow, niggas)
Come and have a good time with G-O-D (yo)
 
[Outro: Kanye West]
G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
G.O.O.D. Music! G.O.O.D. Music!
And all my niggas say 'G.O.O.D. Music!'
And all my ladies say 'G.O.O.D. Music!'
I don't know but I've been told
(I don't know but I've been told)
If you get fresh get all the hoes
(If you get fresh get all the hoes)
I'm way fresher than all my foes
(I'm way fresher than all my foes)
Somebody please pick out they clothes
(Somebody please pick out they clothes)
And all my niggas say 'G.O.O.D. Music!'
And all my ladies say 'G.O.O.D. Music!'
Who runnin' shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
Who runnin' shit today? G.O.O.D. Music!
 

Brickwalker

Brickwalker won't you cease your time
Instead of ruin daily lives
Against the grain they stand
Against the grain they fall
Paint them a picture of their fate
Face their fearless looks so pale
It's so goddamn beautiful...
 
You've already put your hands on their fate
Your mind is clear and your speech is free
Your doors are shut and they won't see
With your cynic presence they'll shiver
'til the break of dawn
 
Come on, come on, come on
They're so expendable
 
[Chorus:]
We're all so fatal, we're all too able
we'd like to have a break... SAY
We're all so tragic, illogical magic
we'd like to turn the page... SAY
 
So, watch them cross the yard of time
Do not fail don't cross that line
Inside, they will leave tonight
Vanish through the sky
 
Don't throw the page. Don't throw it all away!
Gotta turn the page. Just lead thy pain astray!