American Spirits

shovel coal, keep the engine running
never let it slow, never lose your goal
plow the fucking field, bring the harvest in
that is our food, need I remind you
work the oil rig, never let it stop
if it’s ever dry, we’ll all fucking die
shovel coal… shovel coal…I’m tripping off tradition, mind wired for routine, a product of production done with sugar and caffeine, pistons and pinwheels, oil and gasoline, Gods a bitch, I’m a dick, and money is Vaseline, I’ve known where I was headed since the classroom hallways, life’s a shitty play because we typecast all day, work is your religion, yeah that’s right retard pray, your lord’s a little busy there’s no time for a parley, Carpe Diem got me screaming absurd things, life’s a little short to give a fuck how you word things, ad campaigns tell me suffer to serve kings, then pretend I’m winning while I’m spending that earned green, every single dollar pay the rent and feed your daughter, but she’ll never be a scholar, cause they keep you on a collar, call her principals and preachers, understand they never see her, she’s a barcode, she’s a number, fuck her, this is what they teach her.shovel coal, keep the engine running
never let it slow, never lose your goal
plow the fucking field, bring the harvest in
That is our food, need I remind you
work the oil rig, never let it stop
if it’s ever dry, we’ll all fucking die
shovel coal… shovel coal…

labor labor never sleep, learn to walk, your talk is cheap, turn a profit cut your loses down to what they ought to be, get your money right then purchase people like they’re property, and tell them fear their mind cause independent thought is obsolete, failing hearts and rotting teeth, fuck em they’re disposable, dying from exhaust and heat, must mean they’re suppose to go, tell the reaper not to touch their souls any more, cause they owe those mother fuckers to the company store.

NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
I’ll put her crops before my life, before my friends, before my family
NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
I’ll kill to keep her cattle safe you fuckers understand me
NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
see even if I wanted to I couldn’t ever let it go
NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
It provides the type of pride that I think every man should know
NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
so I imitate the rest, my own thoughts ignored
NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM
if you sing while you slave you won’t ever get bored

shovel coal, keep the engine running
never let it slow, never lose your goal
plow the fucking field, bring the harvest in
That is our food, need I remind you
work the oil rig, never let it stop
if it’s ever dry, we’ll all fucking die
shovel coal keep the engine running
never let it slow never lose your goal

NO HARM WILL COME TO MAGGIE’S FARM < This is a reference to the Bob Dylan song “” www.youtube.com/watch?v=bW4y-9RoMFU butthe Rage version www.youtube.com/watch?v=sNZ0qpl2nr0 >

Failure 

its failure
my familiar friend 
its called failure 
as cruel as shes ever been 
its called failure 
seen time and time again 
its laid on thick as my patience grows thin 

its failure 
my familiar friend 
its called failure 
as cruel as shes ever been 
its called failure 
seen time and time again 
but I’ll face it with a grin tell I finally get a win 


shes my on again off again on again lover 
even when shes not around I swear I’m always thinking of her 
I’m with her so much that I can’t help but wonder 
how the hell she has time for all you other mother fuckers 
my buddy said theirs really only proof I tried 
he missed the game winning shot 
then he fucking cried 
cause a failure is a failure and a lie is a lie 
so a failures still a failure when its wholly denied 
some people hide from it 
some people die from it 
some people exploit to market and thrive from it 
some people overcome it matter fact I’ve done 
studied every lesson that one could derive from it 
the first few lines you hear when the song starts 
where written way back when failure tore me apart 
left without a dime to spend of a blunt to spark 
I was headed for success but I missed my mark 
learned to switch mentality’s and faced what challenged me 
sometimes you lose that’s the harsh reality 
but improve through the shitty and the good gets great 
and those who choose to wait only seal their fate 

its failure 
my familiar friend 
its called failure 
as cruel as shes ever been 
its called failure 
seen time and time again 
its laid on thick as my patience grows thin 

its failure 
my failure friend 
its called failure 
as cruel as shes ever been 
its called failure 
seen time and time again 
but I’ll face it with a grin tell i finally get a win 

its a hell of a mentality 
not everyone’s a fan 
I think you cease to be a child 
when your dream becomes a plan 
I guess I’m saying when you work 
work for something real 
cause every ant should feel proud of the mountain they build 
that way the workers work regardless of the standard their held to 
if stopping was an option bet this bitch would of fell through 
I still do feel its my duty to build new 
I see few real its only natural they fear true 
lyricism written as I give em clear view 
of honesty abolishing these lies that steer you 
success is made of failure which you won’t let near you 
so it often gets rejected by the few it appears to 
me I play with failure on a regular basis 
I love her sense of humor but I think she hates it 
as I get to know her more and more I see her less and less 
I mean she used to stay around me like she was obsessed 
its almost like she doesn’t like it when I treat her with respect 
shes always bitching to her family like I’m nothing but stress 
maybe I should blame sister see that’s how we met 
sometimes I think shes only bitter that I fucked success 
yes quite the family sweeter then candy 
both try’n to lock change chain and brand me 
are you following the plot or should I draw it in crayon G 
life’s bigger then both I hope you fucks understand me 

I’m talking failure 
my familiar friend 
its called failure 
as cruel as shes ever been 
its called failure 
seen time and time again 
its laid on thick as my patience grows thin 

it was just a mixtape it should have been more i don’t think I’ll ever get what I’m working for 
in fact you’ll never hear this I’ll probably never make it but even if i did i bet it happened in a basement

Victory

 This that pregame mentality
that who the fuck could handle me 
that hell yes I’ve been the best I’ll crush you if you challenge me 
this is dropping out verse tipping hats at graduation 
this is cave men verse the modern generation 
this is getting laid verse fuzzy porn and masturbation 
this is your complacent verse our need for innovation 
this is not a calculation that requires contemplations 
I could see it from the start they lack focus and concentration 
see we practiced while they played now where winning while they lose again 
if the foundation you build is thin then how the fuck are you to win 
everyday I get it in we really build while they pretend the type of shit y’all try to claim 
the type of shit I prove to them get it right at practice at the game I know I have it 
see I need it like an addict every play should raise your average 
see me working with a grin 
in love the sacrifice demanded 
see when losers choose to win 
they have to take what none where handed 
if your running while your listening 
or working on the bench again 
then your the type that gets it right so tell the rest to sit and spin 
that or follow suit and see the truth in work and victory 
if your lazy then your worthless so I’m sweating making history 

– dope ass sample that Bezus Christ found –

When Faith Met Thought and Ambition was Born 

I was born an old soul with an ignorant mind
thinking I could grow forever if I’m so inclined 
never one to wait or follow couldn’t stand in line 
like any child I was wild but developed with time 
some developed their minds some developed addictions 
most developed an affinity for simply sitting 
me I stayed around the studio and worked on written 
operating with precision try’n to find whats missing 
from my soul and I know most of those who sat 
where caving to the same flaws I was working at 
its amazing how a gods never based on fact 
how no matter what you love faith the base that 
yet so few see polished glass with faith in what looks back 
imitation taught you how to talk walk and act 
but perfection didn’t raise you so theirs plenty you lack 
don’t let the fiction you where given start to warp your math 

you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand 
you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand 


lets talk about liquor 
no lets talk about weed 
they talk about failure 
then lets talk about me 
lets talk about cutting class with no future to see 
lets talk about giving everything to make Cd’s 
lets talk about a 9 to 5 until college done 
lets talk about the real workers 
and lets talk about the bums 
lets talk about what feels intelligent 
and what feels dumb 
lets stop the talk and take some action while my ass still young 

the kid that wants to fight fires never inhaled fumes 
the one that wants to be a cop never dealt with goons 
the one that wants to be a doctors never been on call 
we see the goal without the struggle that’s the kid in us all 
and to many switch the goal once the struggle begins 
and when the problems start they make that switch again 
its not until you learn to sacrifice you learn to win 
so ignore those claiming comfort and keep getting it in 

you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand 
you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand 

they train me like a pet while I beg for dollars 
the pay checks my treat and the ties my collar 
but still I’m writing tracks when that work days done 
cause you can train a dog to sit but you can’t teach him not to love to run 
where I Am’s not where I’m from no I’ve never been a bum 
hustle while they sit and watch the way these fucking dollars come 
oh my god they got him young took a lot and taught him none 
told him he should follow tried to keep him on the bottom wrung 
I found the way they bought the bottles and the bullshit bothersome 
so I got a book a blunt and read while buddy bought a gun 
sacrificed to learn while he sold his soul to profit some 
see the dream he seen was sold he acted before thought begun 
he didn’t plan or sacrifice he took the dream they brought to him 
I saw him through the glass and ask his ass why he had acted dumb 
he said he needed faster funds told me that his mind was numb 
so make your dream a plan a plot and never use a borrowed one. 

you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand 
you can grow and grow you don’t get but old 
cause a dreams a dream and a plans a plan 
they could never coincide guess I’ll never understand 
cause still I’m steady working with this pen up in my hand

The Death of Kings

The Death of Kings 
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If I go and think to gain then I die a king 
if I sit and think to hide then its as a kid I die 
so I go to think and sit as I toke the dankest shit 
in the end kid king its death I get 
the daft defeatist don’t think to feign faith in god 
don’t hesitate to feed fate if its dope I nod 
and I do think its fate shes doing dope to doge 
I think she thinks to hide see she needs that fog 
so I go to ink this song as she goes to hide in gin 
she don’t see the need to fight as faith gets thin 
I don’t see the need to hide as fate sets in 
I had the ego of a king as I see this end 
a sad song to sing so I shift to faith 
I think of death as a gift and I see that gate 
as an ant to a king is a king to a god 
so its I that thinks to hide and the faith is fog 


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A Song About Weed

I love weed < I do
I hate work 
I quite weed for work god damn it hurt 
it seemed wrong but the theme song 
to real world life is 
MONEY OVER EVERYTHING 
-yeah that’s right kids- 
not the tykeish type try’n to live life quite big 
I put down the pipe so my piss test right dig 
they only test once hell this might be a nice gig 
quite to get more ain’t that just how life is 
that fist pay check I might cop me a pound man 
smoke until I pass out it seems like a sound plan 
or I could spend a grand on that 20 a gram 
I bet a thousand dollar blunt feels great in your hands 
but first I just gotta shit shouldn’t be to hard 
then I’m feeling right smoking better then you are 
worst month of my life but now I’m looking at new 
waiting on my dealer try’n to take shit to far 

its my first day back god I love that 
why’d they have to drug test me 
my first day back purple in the wrap 
how I ever live without weed 
its my first day back god I love that 
why’d they have to drug test me 
my first day back purple in the wrap 
how ever live without weed 

and as for how my weed is 
I get it from Rodriguez he the kid 
nothing but the best yes believe it 
or better yet doubt it 
and find out about it 
catch me at the shows man I always stay around it 
astounded still try’n to figure how he found it 
got me high as fuck but this music keeps me grounded 
they feel the need to judge hand em liquor tell em drowned it 
Ill sit and burn a spliff thinking bout how much a pound is 
and we’ll compare results while your drunk and I’m high 
I think we’ll both agree sobriety is most unwise 
now when I wrote this I was faded fucker I can’t lie 
so if it sounds a lil different I apologize 
but if your really tense enough to hear this shit and criticize 
then you should cop a bag of weed and roll a spliff to get you high 
you outta should cop a bag of weed and roll a spliff to get you high 
you gotta should cop a bag of weed and roll a spliff to get you high 

{chorus}

A Song About You 

Its started out in fiction
now its in news clips
focus on the future
and you’ll never guess what you get
some have died for it
many lived there lives it
every citizen gave a portion to provide for it
satellites and medicine appreciate the perks
your life is the result of a society at work
and if you disagree then you should really turn your phone on
and with a couple button let the world know that I’m wrong
welcome to future exactly like the past
imagine that soon they’ll see your ass and laugh
the people that raised the people that raised me
where raised by those that where trained to love slavery
people like me and you so lets be honest now
flaws in society will probably always be around
so be cautious getting caught up in the benefits
cause with communal growth also comes communal ignorance
but still we learn and grow as we did before
you should question what you have even as your chasing more
its been established when we focus we can do things
so if you made society then what the fuck would you change

credits

 

Vibe to the Beat 

some wanna blow up for the digits get that money in their hand 
some wanna blow up for the bitches like they joined the Taliban 
so everybody speculates and everybody questions me 
they ask me what I’m rapping for I tell em so the stress will leave 
yes indeed blessed M.C. everyday is Ecstasy 
steady chase success with no idea of where the quest of lead 
uncertain of the journey but I know I shouldn’t sit here 
I wonder if the birds no where to go before they get their 
a sincere addict to it paramount just added to 
I just need some stronger shit yeah yeah that will do it 
fiending like a crack head for nodding like a dope fiend 
I’ll pitch to the world to afford like its cocaine 
then be at the studio again and try’n to maintain 
different team same game everybody gotta dream 
everybody got a war and you should fight for what you seek 
but don’t forget to stop a bit to vibe to the beat 
like 

(best chorus ever even though most don’t catch it) 

if you never take a break from it you could really break from it 
lazy fuckers hate this track hustlers really think from it 
only for the focused hell its better if you can’t love it 
rest before insanity but not before the brink of it 
start up every morning and keep working tell the night is through 
then you’ll understand that its advice to save a life or two 
but if you think its hard to follow then I’m like the likes of you 
I gotta say I’m proud it seem like build is all our type can do 
but tonight’s for getting weeded shit I hope the lighters new 
I’m going tell the fluids gone cause higher means a better view 
I wanna see the world not just the goal that I’ve been focused on 
tunnel vision and ambition really aren’t such different songs 
watch the way you think as your priorities compete 
cause you can’t see if you don’t blink and to much stress will make you weak 
I swear to never rest I mean its death before defeat 
but I could take a half a second to just vibe to the beat 
like 

(best chorus ever even though most don’t catch it) 

now to every motherfucker who will love this song 
try to quote it all the time at party’s all night long 
acting like their just relaxing cause its healthy for your mind 
but never really new a grind or dealt with stress of any kind 
this ain’t some shit you could relate to I motherfucking hate you 
you tell me your a fan I’ll probably smack instead of thank you 
make new moves every day and never wait dude 
you hear it all the time but somehow it never breaks through 
this is for the college kids with jobs instead of scholarships 
laughing at the ones who had a skill and didn’t polish it 
this is for the adults with bills and real problems bitch 
working double shifts and busting ass get their dollar thick 
this is for the driving given everything to get more 
who see the lazy fucks and wonder what the hell their sitting for 
the blessed and to the rest I’ll say inaction isn’t cheap 
you should try n write to life instead of vibe to the beat 
like 

(best chorus ever even though most don’t catch it)

I Hope God Likes Hip Hop 

such an unexpected teacher came to cure my stress
I have god but not a preacher and for this I’m blessed
so fuck a pseudo understanding of what happens after death
no faith in success will leave your life a messyou ever seen disaster strike and didn’t care one bit
you ever heard somebody sick and only sort of gave a shit you ever heard somebody died and then wondered why you haven’t yet you ever seen a killer and then envied acting ravenous or politicked with snakes for fear of being alone you ever stopped trying to clock and started rotting at home you ever hid behind an art you ever hid behind a lie you every hid behind the present from day you’ll die you ever hit your knees and praised a god that doesn’t exist my religion came with logic wasn’t older then six if what you lack isn’t a god then I could help define it I spend every second given by him trying to find it every day I build my soul every night I refine it I was the given the material but guess who designed it and the terms of the agreement simply weren’t provided I guess I’m fucking greedy there’s no need to deny itsome sell their soul some give it to god
but Im’a keep mine yeah I know it seems odd
and lord don’t take it as my disrespect
I just can’t give it up when its all I have leftI know that isn’t true, sometimes I wish it was,
dopamine and serotonin happiness is just drug,
a common point of view, but be it right or wrong, Im’a build for from me and if there is a god we’ll get along, forever chasing more I’m thinking hes a worker to,
but if where being honest fucker you got work to do,
that goes for both of you but which are you gon’ focus on if its the one you can’t control I think you got your focus wrong so get get goal that measure that’s what I suggest and fuck if they’re impressed you need know what you respect confused with what then you should move that ass and check and use every piece of the past that hasn’t happened yet every day should build your soul every night refine it your given the material but guess who must designed the terms of the agreement well they simply weren’t provided but if your asking me you bastards know what my reply is

some sell their soul some give it to god
but Im’a keep mine yeah I know it seems odd
and lord don’t take it as my disrespect
I just can’t give it up when its all I have left

 

Another Rap Song About Money

now the CD needs a budget and the food ain’t free
but the food will never bring the money back to me
so when I tell you that I’m hungry as I write this here
understand when I speak on cash its sincere
x2see me working with the logic never worshiped income
but know just how it happens when your ass can’t get some
the wrong 9 to 5 now you can’t get shit done
no energy to focus and no money to build
its like they’re try’n to keep you still with just enough for bills
if its not a plot to trap me that’s sure how it feels
I need the loan to get the car I need the car to get to work
and then they’ll have me trapped not making half of what I’m worthhes getting paid
hes got no time hit the studio now
hes getting paid
won’t make enough to go to college
hes getting paid
he makes enough to get food for his child
hes getting paid
but for the cloth he needs a few more dollars
hes getting paidthe studio or college hell a brick to flip
everything that makes money takes money to get
now I could dream of great money live bummy and sit
or I could work the fucking puzzle tell I find what fits
see I got myself a theory to which I commit
if your working on it daily then you might get rich
but most will wait for what their handed cause they’re trained to sit
you need a service to supply or some shit to flip
but get this get rich or die hungry and homeless
misery a son of destiny who lost his focus
I’d love to shine some light on all these fucking vulture
and watch em all scatter like they’re cockroaches
the ones who had a purpose but refused to build
who eat off other people and can’t pay their bills
who had a place to go but simple chose to sit
and will never no the meaning of a life like this

hes getting paid
he makes enough to hit the studio now
hes getting paid
he makes enough to go to college
hes getting paid
he makes enough to get food for his child
hes getting paid
making moves while hes chasing dollars