1. COLD

Storm front closes in, I bleed the truth again
Distorted view has been wearing thin
People that support you, all feel like they’ve gotta prove
A relation to you twice removed
All the vices have turned to habits
now I’m trying to pull rabbits out of the hat
cause what was once so great has left me so low
the key’s in the memories you’ve got to let them go to get

Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip is getting old again
Cold - Lost what I thought was my only true friend
Cold - Neck to neck I’ll wreck cold again
Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip has gotten old again
Cold - Lost what I thought was my only true friend
Cold - Neck to neck I’ll wreck cold again

Let me see, how many leaves
Fall from the tree that sprouts deceit
Anger, pain & hurt on demand
and don’t forget regret cause they go hand in hand
Honesty & trust rare like prime rib
You’re taking all you can when you got nothing to give
because a rush so great has left you so low
the key’s in the memories you’ve got to let them go to get

Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip is getting old again
Cold - Lost what I thought was my only true friend
Cold - Neck to neck I’ll wreck cold again
Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip has gotten old again
Cold - Lost what I thought was my only true friend
Cold - Neck to neck I’ll wreck cold again

Look at me, closely
Look at me, closely

Lights that shone brightly have dimmed once again
Will somebody give me what I deserve
Lights that shone brightly, dimmed once again
Now somebody give me what I deserve

I fucked up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix this
Fucked up again and now there’s nothing to repair
I fucked up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix this
Fucked up again there ain’t nobody gonna care

Fuck it up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix it
Herd it up again there ain’t nobody gonna care
Fuck it up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix it
Herd it up again there ain’t nobody gonna care
Fuck it up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix it
Herd it up again there ain’t nobody gonna care
Fuck it up again there ain’t nobody gonna fix it
Herd it up again there ain’t nobody gonna care

Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip is getting old again
Cold - Lost what I thought was my only true friend
Cold - Neck to neck I’ll wreck cold again
Cold - Now I wish I was cold again
Cold - The trip has gotten old again
Cold - Lost my only true friend
Cold


2. STIGMATA

Drop the kickstand, cause I’m here to stay
And remove whatever gets in the way of advancement
It used to be a chance meant a shot
But slim to none’s what you got
Try to impede our chance to go farther
Mark you up like a case of stigmata
Too much happiness ain’t good for men
Trying to focus like a kodak lens
I’m staying focused like a kodak lens, y’all.

Sleep with the doll you keep next to your bed
Save all the pins to stick into the head again
I am the one who rears sorrow in truth
Got no beliefs, there’s not a thing you can do to me.

Take a step back as I set the tone
Shooting these lyrics like I’m Al Capone
But don’t flinch, or you might pinch a nerve
And end up getting what you deserve
Try to impede our chance to go farther
Mark you up like a case of stigmata
Like a bowling ball dropped on your shoe
I bring the pain when I’m kicking the truth
Bringing the pain cause I’m kicking the truth now.

Sleep with the doll you keep next to your bed
Save all the pins to stick into the head again
I am the one who rears sorrow in truth
Got no beliefs, tell me what you’re gonna do to me

Sleep with the doll you keep next to your bed
Save all the pins to stick into my head again
I am the one who rears sorrow in truth
Got no beliefs, there’s not a thing you can do to me
Untouchable


3. TRITION

Don’t let out what you feel inside
Silence makes the mind-rot burrow deeper
I’d dry the oceans before cry
So gear your sorrow toward the hollow freak

I let the dark beat out the light
Flickering spark will not ignite
Save your breath when you talk that talk to me
I see sketches of a portrait that will never be
Opened doors will now be locked shut
When I walk without the crutch
And I see what provoked the reasons why
What was once alive now has died

I wasn’t meant to feel this hurt
Tell me why the memory is such a curse

Don’t let the pain of loss subside
It will gain you strength when you grow weaker
All the things you say won’t ease your mind
Judge from what is lost what not to keep

Uproot the truth & i’ll confess
You wanted more I gave you less
Sympathy’s not due to me, it’s clear to see
Who’s tested best to be free
Through a vision of your face
Repeatedly I must retrace
What provoked the reason why
What was so alive has quickly died

I wasn’t meant to feel this hurt
Tell me why the memory is such a curse

All the reasons why
I wasn’t meant to feel this hurt
Tell me why you had to reduce me to dirt


4. IT’S ALL GOOD

This is call to the ones that are left back
The repressed or the stressed & the slackers
Generation triple X files superhighway
May do it wrong but i’ll still do it my way
To live, or to die, to you now, mean the same
All ya got from the folks was a name
But it’s game time, in your prime
The sucka’s that be sweatin’ ya can get in line

Feel the confrontation comin’
Head spins round
Another schemer’s in the coven
Take a look down

Are you a bum on the corner who begs for a quarter
A victim of social disorder
If you’re a girl with the bills that are unpaid,
Alone with a kid cause the punk didn’t stay;
Or a dopehead, cokehead, smackhead,
Dying to quit, but ya can’t get legit yet;
This is a shout to the misunderstood
Sticking alone like a rogue, cause it’s all good

It’s all good; Don’t step to our neighborhood
Well, it’s all good; So don’t you step

Every 6 months there’s another 6 acts
Signed outta southern CA. That are wack
People overlook & underestimate the power
Of the mutha fuckin’ east coast states
So i’ll put it up, flat out, ain’t no drought
M.A. double S are turnin’ shit out
Less like a family, more like a gang
Givin’ everything to the cause for the gain

Feel the confrontation coming
Circus clown
Another schemer’s in the coven
Find another town
Pickin’ from the tree but the fruit ain't ripe
Hoping other sucka’s will believe Your hype
Messed up, Head down
There’s worse Look
Around

Are you a man in a wheelchair with legs that are wood
All alone with a family that don’t care
If you’re a laborer breakin’ your neck;
Or a squatter who’s been livin off of welfare checks
For the stripper who feels like a whore,
And the millions with aids who are losing the war
This is a shout to the misunderstood
Standing alone like a rogue cause it’s all good

It’s all good; don’t step to our neighborhood
Man, it’s all good; So don’t you step

Middle finger in the face of the doubter
If the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’
Middle finger in the face of the doubter
If the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’
Middle finger in the face of the doubter
If the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’
Middle finger in the face of the doubter
If the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’
…Don’t bother knockin’.

Middle finger to the face of the doubter
When the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’ it
Middle finger to the face of the doubter
When the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’ it
Middle finger to the face of the doubter
When the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’ it
Middle finger to the face of the doubter
When the culture’s rockin’ then don’t bother knockin’ it
Cause It’s all good


5. SYNTHETIC

(Hype it up)
I’ll put the guess to rest & get it off my chest
I can’t take no more of this duress
Hyped up double talk from the sidewalk sloth
That deserve to be lined in chalk
Just like a body of water that will soon fall down
Truth spills and walls surround
Strap your facts to the back of the calf
That they killed for your veal cause I’m pushin’ the real

All this time I thought I knew exactly who I was
Once again I see my friend is not one I can trust
Blame myself for falling now I’m crawling to be whole
Everything you did was just a bid to play a role that’s called a front

Beggars & the hangers on see them now before they’re gone
Feeding from you like you’re bread in the pond
Fake as the nails on your fingers
Are the clingers you call friends
Like a cameo I got played for my soul
& the role was a cold lump of coal
Too bad you cannot be true, now I’m through with caring

Damage in the middle leaves you damaged in the end
Stuck me like the needle underneath my weary skin
Try to keep my focus while the locusts suck you in
Free me from the place that I will never face again

Feel it hanging over me every time I try to breathe
Coming from you don’t know who to believe
Fucked up double talk from the sidewalk sloth
That are gonna be lined in chalk
Like a body of water, the truth spilled down
Now all your walls surround
Too still can’t stay true, now I’m all through with caring too

All this time I thought I knew exactly who I was
Once again I see my friend is not one I can trust
Blame myself for falling now I’m crawling to be whole
Everything you did was just a bid to play a role that’s called a front

That’s called a front
I lived a lie
No matter how I tried
(Front) That’s why it’s called synthetic
(Front) That’s why it’s called synthetic
(Front) That’s why it’s called synthetic


6. LIQUOR STORE, LAUNDROMAT, CHINESE RESTAURANT

Comin’ to you from the old school, fool.
‘Cause everything that you do leads all the trouble back to you
You can’t take 2 steps w/out being arrested
Never confess it’ll only be contested
Got money problems & too much isn’t 1 of ‘em
I’ve seen the liars and I try to stay in front of ‘em
So push me a back on the right track cause every path ends in a cul-de-sac

Feel like I’m being trapped
Can’t get beyond here
You wanna cage a rat, but I don’t play that…shit
Don’t turn away from fear, I get in front of it

Pieces will fall to the floor after the curtain call
You’ll expect more to come but then get none at all
Making mistakes like love with a hater can bait a trap
Turn your black heart up in your lap
Sources of failure may impale ya,
But nothing will burn ya quite like the stare
Everyday is full of strife from an inner city life
What you thought would be your wife has now beat you from the inside

Feel like I’m being trapped
Can’t get beyond here
You wanna cage a rat, Double E don’t play that noise that you’re pushin’ like the voice of reason
American pride ain’t out of season
You trade your pennies for dimes across your borderline
Just wipe the blood off your hands before you try to shake mine

Don’t call this divine intervention
It’s a concentrated effort toward the loss prevention
Of American pride, felled by the wayside
Looking for the future it cannot provide
Squeak of the rats in the slums
While the fat cats live like gods & treat you like bums
Converting pennies for dimes across the border line
But wipe the blood off of your hands when you shake mine

Wipe the blood off of your hands when you shake mine
Wipe the blood off of your hands when you shake mine
No time; the line’s been crossed
I feel like I’m being trapped
I can’t get beyond here
You’re not gonna cage a rat
I ain’t gonna play that noise

Wipe the blood off of your hands when you shake mine (noise)
Wipe the blood off of your hands when you shake mine (noise)


7. PHOBIC

I’m stuck in the tar again, looking down at the street
I’m afraid of everyone I don’t trust & everyone I meet
I’m nervous & fearful, of a life I can’t live
Panic-stricken anxiety is all, that I’ve left to give

I’m sticking the needles deep inside of me
To try to make you see
Ain’t no room for the slow, so now you got to go
Before you end up just like me

And now it’s ringing in my head again
That note is ringing
N-O is ringing in my head again
That note is ringing in my head

My reflection is pensive; I’ll give you what you need
Ain’t distress that caused you all this stress
But now it’s time to feed, and you’re the fatted calf

I’m shaking the filth of off my inner self
To try and set you free
I’ve got the venom of a thousand year curse
Suppressed deep in me

But now it’s ringing in my head again
That note is ringing
Can’t stop this ringing in my head again
That note is ringing in my head

I fall down with the static
Can’t get free from the havoc all alone

I’m stuck in the tar again, hardened up in the street
I’m afraid & everyone I don’t trust, is everyone I fucking meet

But now it’s ringing in my head again
That note is ringing
Can’t stop this ringing in my head again
That note is ringing in my head

I fell down with the static again
Can’t get free from the havoc, I’m alone


8. ROAD PRISON #36

I tried to climb through the grime up the ladder of hope
But you ripped open my neck & spit down my throat
Pains in the brain make you reign supreme
It’s insane, in this game I do whatever I please
I’m spreading the stealth of my wealth like a disease
Watching you monkeys hanging down from your trees
Trying to stand tall while you crawl on your knees

What you fear is here before you
Come & make the stand I implore you
As a witness to undefined physics
I cross the drawn line in time for you to view this
Determined to withstand so let’s do this

The purpose of these actions is to keep you down
Snap your back a driven man don’t crack like a whip
The purpose of these actions is to keep you down, down, down
Some men aren’t meant to rise above dirt

When all the underdogs all got their paws clipped
Muzzles on their mouths so they can’t talk slick
Mace in the face to suppress the pace
I progress, past the test & lead the best tribe
Struggling daily just to get by
Living the lifestyle that most would rather die
Sinking so low just gottta get high

What you’re taught is not reality
It’s an authoritative mentality
It’s a game to see who will break you first
While they quench the thirst to overtake you
Ignorance the wall you gotta break through

The purpose of these actions is to keep you down
Snap your back a driven man don’t crack like a whip
The purpose of these actions is to keep you down, down, down
Some men aren’t meant to rise above dirt

The purpose of these actions is to keep you down
Snap your back a driven man don’t crack like a whip
The purpose of these actions is to keep you down, keep you down


9. PROBING THE GLOBE

Probing the globe in an effort to understand
Why society feeds on the needs of middle man
While the states negate the rights placed in the hands by law
Yeah, it’s on & on, & they’ll waste time
Reassessing the fines of petty crime
When the high-profile smile, drug blood will trickle down

I will flee when it’s safer in jail than the street
Turn my head, common thread
Pave the way for the new head-elect

2-bit, 2 time lucky mutha-punk on a landmine
Trippin’ the mic with verbal junk
With a cryptic kick to insure the content’s pure
Yeah, the D with 2 e’s, don’t mess around
Getting down with the sound of no authority
2-faced half truths map the true majority

[Chorus]

Line the bodies down the street in front of me
Police may be blind, but I can plainly see
It’s a small town mind under city lights
Overwhelmed with rage & I can barely see
The effect of frozen dichotomy
When high-profile smile, blood will trickle down
Cause i’ll be probing the globe in an effort to understand
Why society feeds on the needs of middle man
While the states negate the rights placed in the hands by law
Yeah, it’s on & on, & they’ll waste time
Reassessing the fines of petty crime
When the high-profile smile, drug blood will trickle down
[Chorus]

It’s the new head elect
Pave the way for the new head elect, y’all
Here come the new head elect
Pave the way for the new head elect


10. CAN YOU RELATE?

Glass shards under tha window, foot prints over the sill
Door knob’s mangled, stories all entangled
Try ta find ‘em but ya never will
Every mutha fucka now is swearin’ like a trucker that they’d never push their luck over a friend
Rack ya brain until tha names all start making ya think insane and start tha whole thing all over again

When the sun is rising, then my eyes are closing shut

Don’t try to relate to me,
Punk please don’t try to relate
Don’t put up a front & try to bond w/me like you’re my cell mate
Don’t try to relate to me,
Punk please don’t try to relate
Don’t put on a smile like you can stay awhile;
You’re not my soul mate

Soiled dead faces essential, ta keep things under control
Families walk with a seeing eye dog
Just as long as you keep playing the role
All the fuckin’ zeros that you’ll always have to deal with
When the fuckin’ heroes want ya fuckin’ dead
Save yourself the dime and find it isn’t worth the time until you put tha dollar sign up in their head

When the sun is rising, then my eyes are closing shut

[Chorus]

[Lead]

[Chorus]

Can you relate? Can you relate? Can you relate?