SHAKEFACE

by Donnie Bonelli

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released February 25, 2014

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Track Name: Breakthru
All I've seen in me is this gaping divide in me//But I'm changing in spite of me to a man I can stand to see in the mirror, some light in me//Look in my eyes, they don't lie to me//When I see me I see a giant who's been playing hie and seek, as it happens I'm finding me//It seems I've been in the gutter, no wonder people utter their accounts of how I ain't amounted to nothing, and how I messed up every opportunity I was given and all the dumb luck//But I'm dumbstruck that some of them still pretend to be my friends, punks//I've been stuck, I've been blaming my dad and mom and my God for every page on the map where I got lost//'Cause it's not drawn quite the way that I had expected//Then life threw me out like a pass//Thank God he intercepted//I was headed in the wrong direction//I was a mess then//And destiny doesn't mean a damned thing unless it's manifested//Tell me, what good is talent without balance?//Check it, it's all for appearances like glasses with plastic lenses, yeah it's true//I may seem like a hypocrate to simpletons who can't see how my world is spinning now and how I'm limmitless//I thank my best of friends who have all had my back and yes my actions have tested them to the limmits but they kept their heads//I guess that's just a part of what friendship is//And I'd do the same for them if eve they're in distress//If ever they find that their eill to live is just getting less//And that goes for my mom and my dad and my sisters too, you know I love you//YES//and I know who I am, Donald Bonelli, the man//And that's exactly why i go by my own name when I rap//Followed by Ravens and black cats//Insane? I guess I'm mad, or could it just be a manifestation of my past fam, watching my back after a long ass stretch of fighting these demons?//And you might need a reason to fight back but I don't need one//This animal is mad hungry but you don't have to feed him, just watch him


I drove a hundred fifty in my Century toward a cliff, with the pedal to the floor ready to make my exit swift//I've been broke, auto shaking nearly as heavy as my hands//Feeling Goddamned cause I ain't got a leg on which to stand//Demanding manna having a sense of entitlement and if ever heaven don't answer immediately I flip//A killer a villain//Liable to go through the ceiling//Traded a trillion touches cause I was chasing a feeling//Now my ind is racing and reeling, I'm chasing that healing, bass and the rhythm keep me on pace//No annealing, I'm heating up//Like that NBA jam, I'm going flambe//Damn there ain't no way a hater can stand it when I'm acting//So get out of this kitchen quick and just quit your bitching//I used to be blind, limmited, but then I caught the vision//See me switching up the hand that I use when I'm pitching and catch me if you can//Turn up the volume and just listen
Track Name: So Strong So Long
I've been concerned with God since I was a child//But I'm a Joker they say jokers are wild//And I'm a testament that jokers a wild//so I decided just to roll with it, why?//

'Cause I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//so I'll say so long to livin in the middle I'm gone

Yeah I've been I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it, I came to kill it come on

Two shackles, broke 'em my two shackles//This amply amped animal shatterin damned manacles//Damn being that mandible candy for mad cannibals//Feeding off my talent but their fallacy is tangible//The keep the people unequal and all in panic mode//Fear the eagle, the steeple they're steady smashing folks//They had me after the rafters a chair and a rope//Kick the legs from under this bastard he's now an anecdote//That's why I picked up the mic to go Alamo//Wild wild west I'm serving the rest a la mode//I'm so not on that drama I'm so standalone//I'm so all on that Karma I'm so havin soul//Man I'm slow jammin//Dope rappin//No canons havin//Hope stackin//Man I go go gadget//yeah I'm sope//And I'm so magic I manage to go capture the passion//No holding back//I'm a savage//That dope habit though

'Cause I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//so I'll say so long to livin in the middle I'm gone

Yeah I've been I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it, I came to kill it come on

I'm a mastodon//trying to master Don//Until they're bowing down and saying you're the master Don//They're giving mass to Don//They don't amass to Don//That's why the name's Donnie but they're calling me MastaDon//You don't have to tell me who you're cash is on//That punk rock rapper got all my patches on//That bus stop rapper got all my transfers on//That must not back up I'm on that blastin off//You messing with D Bonelli you might catch a cough//'Cause I'm itchin for a reason to let my ratchet cough//I'm just playing I'm not a killer I'm a mack a boss//It's about time I turn that funky magic on

'Cause I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//so I'll say so long to livin in the middle I'm gone

Yeah I've been I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it, I came to kill it come on

We're living in a digital age//Falling in digital love//We're taking digital pictures//We're on some digital drugs//There's a whole cyberspace between two digital thugs//So everybody wants to act like they're so digital tough//Yeah they're always on the offensive fist-a-digital cuffs//Like these digital politicians passing digital bucks//We're some physical individuals living in zeros and ones//Up in digital pigeon holes keeping us physically stuck//Instead of getting physical you're getting digital touch//There are physical women living right in front of you son//But you chumps are getting pimped by pimps and digital sluts//Trying to fake something we all need the for real version of

'Cause I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//so I'll say so long to livin in the middle I'm gone

Yeah I've been I've been, givin lip service to the mob for too long//and now my lips are servin up that rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it with my rhythm and song//And y'all know I came to kill it, I came to kill it come on
Track Name: Magic in Here
Always getting 'em with the style and charisma//The smile and the whits//I'ma get some//All hands on deck cause I'm the ship son//Sailing on the ocean of your mind through your ear canals// Hear the vuvuzellas? Crowd is freaking out//Freaky girls, I keep 'em smiling//They like my steelo//German Italian//Kraught guedo//Don Donald the Shiek so chic honeys can't speak//No their Knees go so weak//I'm REAL sweet, no Equal//So regal that's why they call me the Don//Donald is the namesake, the father of my mom//So high you wonder what cloud you're on//Let's just say you're in heaven for heaven's sakes and I'm the son//I mean I'm Don Donald striking, hot like a matchstick//Nerds at the show'cause every gathering is magic//Ruler no doubt but the kindom is tragic//Anaheim mastermind//Murder Valley Madman

It's magic in here

Don Donald simply put I'm hot so I got those in grottoes from LA to Stockholm.. Madrid to Mexico City no soy flacco//Soy mui grande y soy mui guapo//Eres hermosa y caliente carajo//Let's make a baby part Spanish and part Italiano//Grazie grazie, starlet's flashing me like reverse paparazie//Even the cops see//They can't stop me moving up ti the top//See they call this a game//I'm a player, got a monopoly//Tell Stalone Bonelli's the new Rocky//Run and tell Rambo first blood is never Donnie's//They can't handle or sample me 'cause I'm choppy//My skin is chalky but I'm still drinking your saki//And getting Wookie on the track, tear it off D//Shake the tank mami make them legs get wobbly

It's magic in here

Weights and measurements: Biggest, tallest//White Biggie, the cracker Christopher Wallace//I'm king of the ballers//I'm hotter than you ever knew//I'm so money everybody calls me revenue//I get a new fan every time I get a click//Instead of Rick-Rolling 'em they get some slick rhetoric like "If you get a gift and bury it in the sand//I'll dig it quick and let it lift and carry me to the promised land"//Namaste//On demand//On my way//Rocket man//White boy//Funky track//Cory Mon acrobat//Safari Don was a jungle cat//Sent him on a mission to Redrocks I got ten bucks says he ain't coming back// I caught a comet to space, be home for summer jam//Tell Apt and Chance to leave me space up on another track//Digging the body bettie let me get up under that//Or let me get my hat and I'll go mad up in your wonderland
Track Name: Firecracker
Little firecracker/Go ahead drink that fire water u//Pour your thoughts out on me//Your honesty is gonna overfill my cup//little doe-eyed drifter//will you trek to san francisco in the summer//Will you make amends//For the things you said//That night you rode the Grey Goose way past having had enough//Little firecracker/ tear me up.

She hopped out of the car, big glasses on//Slipped the bottle in a bag, something fast and strong//She sipped on it and damn it was half way gone//in a couple minutes she had finished 40 ounces tall//Half hour til the power of the drink hit her//Opened a can, little flower on that deep bitter//Heat winter up with the stuff and feel the deep shivers//Creeps comming out of the works trying to sleep with her//And she never meant to be that kind of cheap lover falling all over herself walking in her sleep, stutter stammer//Stumble stagger The gutter swagger//She drinks to laughter cause she thinks she doesn't
matter//And All she wants is for her mother to understand her, but times running out because her mother's got cancer//She's looking to the bottom of a bottle for the answers//And I just want to hold her closer tiny dancer. Little firecracker.

Open up your doors now/No one has walked your hallways since three months past//You told a lie/and that lie could lead to breaking up the act//A libertine vibration//A calculated advance or a mud bath//Dirty girl, dirty liar//Here's some soap now clean up your act//Little firecracker//Fire back.

She's laying down with her ex because he feels safe//Dreaming of the paris of the west, but her wheels stay steady on that course that her parents set forth//Her man's an extension of that plan, that forced border//Bore her to the breath and the breast//Escapism//She more than bored so she drinks just to stay with him//She fakes positions to limmit the shakes breaks rhythm//Slippin from one division to the next, that hazed vision//Sippin on that strong on that god I gotta get along//She can't drive away but she can still get gone//And she's drawn like a portait of Marilyn Monroe//Beautiful but dying in her fortrace her foxhole.

This is the way that you are//Get you lifted then tear you apart at the//Split with all the strength of my heart I don't get this//I'm drowning in water
Track Name: Good God
All I ever wanted was to make something of D Bonelli//To get the meaning in this sequence of ideals they sell me//And get the secret to become phenomenally wealthy//And warm the crowd up with my heat I'm hot Uh huh I'm Sweltering//Murdering the game in masses man I'm Helter Skelter//Life was a bitch up until I up & held her//Now she sweeter than the sugar all these women feed me//But I'm pacing to keep at bay the effin diabetes//You might have seen me on the cover of your favorite mag//I hate to brag cause that's how you fall like the fading flag//You're burning bridges cause you hate the people Breakin backs//You keep their money smaller all the while you grow your stacks//And all their sweat could fill the ocean up a hundred times//And you wonder why the economy is in decline//But you won't spare a dime to save their miserable lives//And still you call yourself a follower of Jesus Christ//Well Jesus knows I've been on both sides of the red and black//I went from rags to riches and then on back to rags//But now I'm earning everything I'm holdin in my hands//Yeah I'm working hard And stunting hard a different man

How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//when all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm always torn between you and the earth and my art//And my angel and my demon are tearing my shoulders apart//How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//When all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm laways torn between being me or Meeting expectations.

Busy bein the being I've seen in my future the past is sutured at last, we blast it to smithereens//Sitting on bigger dreams//You're Sittin the figuring//Speculating when you're gonna see me on the bigger screen//Man it's hard to stay humble
when you've got bundles of cash and you're regal, but here I am
riding that camel fast through the eye of the needle inspiring people to be more//Bonelli's an eagle. Flyer this time on the sequel

How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//when all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm always torn between you and the earth and my art//And my angel and my demon are tearing my shoulders apart//How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//When all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm laways torn between being me or Meeting expectations.

I got this ego//It's this creature that I feed, but it's a fight with my psyche every day and night inside me. Like why me?//Why can't I just step in line behind and be like these cookie cutter mechanical people why'm I so animal//Rational? That's laughable! I wouldn't be Donnie, not a product of anything else specially anybody//Except my parents coming together when they were younger and God above me maybe some of the devil down under//Lighting & thunder//Talking gutter about the world that we live in//Dissatisfied with all options in every choice we're given//Constant Voicing my opinions, like "Damn the grain I'm against it"//I need some different lenses, a set of different senses//YES//I need a new line of credit for my repentance
If I'm ever gonna make it to heaven I need a blessing

How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//when all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm always torn between you and the earth and my art//And my angel and my demon are tearing my shoulders apart//How'm I supposed to be the man that you want//When all the time I feel the devil down in my heart//And I'm laways torn between being me or Meeting expectations.
Track Name: SHAKEFACE
I'm hatchet faced up in this rachet place//About to smash a vase, I'm hella acting crazed//If there's a hell that waits, I'm standing at the gates//About to catch a blaze//You got your matches Ace?//Yeah I'm spitting these golden bars, hoping the ATM will spit out them golden bars//Knowing my living hinges on a wish on a star//Knowing I've got no cussion if I hit the ground hard//I'ma kill it though//Ain't nobody got it quite figured out so we're screaming our lungs out loud//Shaking our mugs//BLAOW

Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body it's a party get frisky//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body//Shake shake your body

(Atheist)
You know I'm shaking face when the part begins//Hoping to hypnotize a honey with my jiggling chins//I give a shake and a wiggle until she tickle my picke//And then I tell her I'm married, the situation gets scary//A little hairy face turning red like Marachino Cherries//Faces turning redder than a glass of Bloody Mary//I break fast like mixing my blueberry and dairy//Grab anything I can carry//Fleeing by car, plain, or ferry//I hope this track is gonna make us lots of money//My wife is listening right now and she don't think it's funny//She's not laughing at all and I don't blame her but she loves my witty charm and forgives my bad behavior//All I gotta do is shake my face//And she'll forget why she was mad in the first place//All I gotta do is shake my face//Shake my face//Shake-a-shake my face

Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body it's a party get frisky//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body//Shake shake your body

Hey yo, wiggle your leg like you're Anderson Silva

You got your hands high//I got my hands high//We're calling fire from the damned sky//That's right//We're turning water into wine without a damned vine//Miracles really happen when I'm grabbing on the damned mic//I'm tny hawk when he's tricking in a half-pipe//I'm Kobe's shot when it's getting to the last line//Halftime showin love//Mad grind, showin up//Mad rhymes? Sure enough//Land mine, blowing up//You're getting low but you can't grind low enough//Show me love shorty//Shake-a-your face for me hun

Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body it's a party get frisky//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face//Shake shake your face//Shake your face til your brain gets dizzy//Shake your body//Shake shake your body

Shake ya face//Wa-watch yaself//Shake ya face//Show me whatchya workin with!
Track Name: Night Vison
Night vision I can see in the dark//Night vision I can see in the dark//I hear your body moving I feel your heart//Night vision I can feel where you are//The way you move//Honey the way you move it's like your body was meant to keep moving//Your body oh your body has got me feeling like I finally got it//Honey I know what you're doing

Honey you got me with that tiny little motion, I'm open to what you're hoping for//I'm an open door, an open book//Sizzle? This ain't a kitchen//Cooking in it anyway sweety, I'll take your breath away//You took mine, I was watching your body swish and sway, fabric and static got me watching you like a ticket tape//Eventually that dress is gonna be in the way//But for now I'll lay back and enjoy the best display//And when you're done putting on the show of the season I'll lean in and hit the lights//No dreaming in the plans tonight//Night vision I can see you when I listen to the heavy of your breathing and I feel your chest heaving//I'll put these hands to good use//Goose goose baby baby goose goose baby baby goose//baby in truth I'm used to playing it loose but not tonight, nah I'm getting tighter with you

Night vision I can see in the dark//Night vision I can see in the dark//I hear your body moving I feel your heart//Night vision I can feel where you are//The way you move//Honey the way you move it's like your body was meant to keep moving//Your body oh your body has got me feeling like I finally got it//Honey I know what you're doing

After the light switch flips and the blackout hits//I'ma get to know those hips//Yeah I'm getting a little more visceral and liberally giving kisses to those perfect lips//Gonna feel that high, gonna feel that rich, gonna feel that chill when I get that grip, gonna feel alive when you feel it go down your spine to your finger tips

Night vision I can see in the dark//Night vision I can see in the dark//I hear your body moving I feel your heart//Night vision I can feel where you are//The way you move//Honey the way you move it's like your body was meant to keep moving//Your body oh your body has got me feeling like I finally got it//Honey I know what you're doing
Track Name: Run Tonight
She said "it's getting dark//I've been trying to hold the vision
of a better world a little more suited for me to live in//Getting ripped apart, I was never destined for fission, but I'm split in half this can't be what God in heaven intended//I've listened
but all I can hear is my own division//Been living
Like the best position's head on collision//Incisions, all over my wrists spell out a sentence that I've served in a prison in my own head//Affliction//I've written a part from the heart for me to play
but each ray of sun that I've bathed in is quickly fading away//I told her "hold tight, I'm coming to heat the rain cause I know how much you love that smell on a summer day//And I know it feels like it's never gonna get better"//She said, "Maybe it will but it's not gonna last forever"//I said "whatever, let's not worry about tomorrow alright? We got a whole lot of living to do before it's light, so tell me



Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours/We're alright//Yeah Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours//We're alright



She's holding on tight, hair to the wind//Letting the summer air carry her to a calmer within//She's been dying to sprint to get away from all of her friends and her family too None of them understand what this is//And it's hard for her to see that they're just trying to help//Because all she can feel is her own personal hell//So she ignores every phone call every text and email//Blocks out the sun from her windows and turns her room to a cell//My phone rang about a quarter to twelve it was her//She said I've gathered all my plans on a shelf, they're just words//None of the action really happens to her
so reactions become proactive/she proactively hurts//I said, "honey close your eyes lay your head back and rest a minute//Imagine a place as close as earth can ever get to heaven//I'll just be filling up the tank to get the engine revving, then it's off to wherever you want, choose any destination, tell me

Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours/We're alright//Yeah Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours//We're alright

Forget everything on your mind//Don't let what they think pull you down//I swear it gets better with time//Til then I'll be here for now babe

Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours/We're alright//Yeah Tell me where you wanna run tonight?//I'm all yours//We're alright
Track Name: Isolate Shirts
When I grew up options were limited//We were ghetto kids livin in
squalor dollars didn't exist//I know my father was bothered by what he couldn't give//I know my mother was worried about our innocence//
I Never blamed my parents for being poor they did their best//But dad became obsessed with paper//the prosecution rests//Daddy served a sentence, I gained power through sentences//We both gained knowledge through our experiences//And one day I'ma pass that knowledge to my little kids//Let 'em know that knowledge is all they need to be limitless//And that's why knowledge is always gon be my emphasis//The exodus To journey onto better whits, that's gettin rich

No matter where you come from//No matter where you are//No matter where you're going//You'll always be a star//We fight, we're children of the night//We're running toward the light//We're running for our lives

Some would rather do 5 to 9 than 9 to five//And sometimes I can see why//Cause either way you're doing hard time//Barely to get by//carrying or burying a generations crimes but We're gonna be fine cuz //We didn't ask for the circumstances that passed to us from the past but We'll be damned if We let them ruin our chance for a better future to have//We always trying to be stronger we always trying to hold our youth in our hands//We're always searching for answers we always do it with passion we're always trying to hold the truth in our hands//What really matters is what's written in the chapters of your book when God almighty holds the truth in his hands


No matter where you come from//No matter where you are//No matter where you're going//You'll always be a star//We fight, we're children of the night//We're running toward the light//We're running for our lives


Individualism has been the script I been pitching since I was 17 printing Isolate shirts on a setup in my parents garage//I had no idea who I was I was just trying to be someone other than Donnie because, what Donnie B was, was a bigger kid and it sucks being that dude that everybody's gotta prove something on//Middle school bruised punched in the nose the mouth and kicked in the nuts//With no support at home cause all of is were broken or young//Just hoping that someday I'd build a better world for my sons and or daughters that as a father I'd be open enough//Grown up enough to put them first and show them my love//Teach them to grow and be strong//Teach them to hope and to trust//I"ve got my dome to the dust beggin Jehovah to come//To save the broken and stuck from being broken and stuc//And if you open me up you'll find I'm soldier enough to pick the lonely ones up//We all need bolstering some

No matter where you come from//No matter where you are//No matter where you're going//You'll always be a star//We fight, we're children of the night//We're running toward the light//We're running for our lives
Track Name: In Town
Since you skipped out//I've been laying low but still laying down//Since you went underground I've been looking out//And now you cruise into town like it never went down, like you're doing so well//I've gotta know baby tell me right now//I've gotta know what you're doing in town


You're soaking wet from the rain//Let me take your coat off//water just rolls off//shorty lookin so hot//listen 45 spinnin "Woman Take Your Clothes Off"//Time to let it go ma//Up against the wall I can
hear you whisper don't stop//Hand on your chest//You're the best when the smoke's hot//You can keep kissin my neck baby don't stop//We can forget about the time like it's no clocks


Whatcha doin in town

Since you went underground I've been looking out

Ive got some questions and you've got some questions//And there's no time like the present//But the present's for unwrapping//Body all trapped in and I'ma let it out for the party yeah it's magic in here//Hash up in here//we're smashin about to get ratchet in here//So passionate yeah//About to make a mess yeah we thrashin in here//And I don't care why you're back up in here//I lay you down on the carpet//Floor of my apartment//I can feel your heart and it's beatin so fast, breathin heavy I'm an artist//I'ma hit the target//see you in the darkness//Nails down my back, and my name all on your lips//yeah I'ma lose it from the way you swivel your hips//I'm goin crazy for the way you're poppin your core, this warmth I'ma enjoy it til you're gone in the morning

Whatcha doin in town
Track Name: Tokyo
She had a grip, keys to the whip//Fleeced out never gonna cease and desist//Blunt type kinda like leaves on a spliff//Equally smokin and
Sweet on the lips//Everybody on her like cheese on a chip//But she's nachos/without cheddar better step//But I got flow a no hitter better pitch//Yeah I'm that dope she knows this look at her lips//She's biting em might end up nights with me timing feels right I get out my fire right quick and offer a light//She puts her Bic back in her purse for the night takes a drag and says meet me in Tokyo I'll text you the date and time.


Who goes to Tokyo? I do-I do-I do
? I do-I do-I do
Who keeps it OG though? I do-I do-I do
Who be that Romeo? I do-I do-I do
The one and only yo! The one and only


We met in Tokyo spent days at the ocean sippin mimosas and tokin mota just motorbike coastin//Rollin like nobody knows it but it's the end as we know it we'll all be gone in the morning so darlin, stop smell the roses//we hit the hotel like we totally owned it to find that nobody noticed//So we totally strolled in every room that was open, until we opened the dopest then we made love on the veranda to the sound of the ocean

Who goes to Tokyo? I do-I do-I do
? I do-I do-I do
Who keeps it OG though? I do-I do-I do
Who be that Romeo? I do-I do-I do
The one and only yo! The one and only

Next morning she was long gone//without so much as a so long Don//Letter on the dresser read meet me in Odessa I'll text you the address//See you Saturday next god bless ya!



We met in Odessa for breakfast and yes I was looking so fresh with my neck wrapped in Ukrainian thread//And shorty was wearin a red dress like Jessica rabbit, she said "breathe," I had forgotten the habit, cuz she was that fit//She wrote an address on the crease of a napkin
And said meet me there in half of an hour and bring a mask with//I
arrived lookin like Nixon, she said "that's dick! L O L we got the same mask kid." Fantastic//That's when she pulled out 2 Uzis with big 2 ass clips and kicked open the door of the bank, she was acting all bat-shit//She screamed, "the next human to move is gonna get blasted//Put all of the money in these bags quick, Yeah that's it"//Weaving through traffic, not the kind of action I expected to have big
Bonelli gets frantic//A helicopter flies in overhead I was like "dammit, it's curtains for the two of us" she just started laughing//The chopper dropped us In Casablanca//Morocco was hot but I didn't mind, she was hotter and yup I got those//I woke up handcuffed in my chonies and socks no sign of shorty, the money was gone, I was like ha!

Yo

Who goes to Tokyo?
Track Name: Lower Than Ever
How the hell did I get here?//Heaven help me I'm sincere//I used to be a man who was cut clear//Now everything seems muddled and just weird//Traveling the surface of this sphere//Damaged myself, but who in the hell cares//Been like a ghost for ten years//Man I get rabbid I ravage, savage and get clear//I'm swollowing this fear and this here moment I'm feleeing, this here first dear, clenched on the shifter ready to switch gears//And I'm speeding on my way to the cliffs where//We're gonna have a showdown tonight//I'm never gonna slow down, no I'm gonna own this whole town tonigh//On it til we burn out the lights

And when the sky is falling, I'll meet you in the middle, with my arms out ready to hold you//And if the world is crumbling, there'll be no need for crying, whether we're dead or we're dying I'll hold you there in silence

I'm on the level, nobody shakes my balance//I'm saying no to the war, down with the violence//No more this eye for an eye shit, the youth are too priceless//Respect to those that have passed, moment of...//Everybody open your eyelids, shake off the blindness//We're selling the priceless in hell or on islands//You're just holding a sign instead of reading the fine print//Kiss your future goodbye//Nice lips//And if I'm holding you tight like a vice-grips//It's because you never know how the time ticks//The clothes the whips, the shoes, the ice, is that all you're gona have to leave behind? Shit//We're gonna have a showdown tonight//I'm never gonna slow down, no I'm gonna own this whole town tonigh//On it til we burn out the lights


Passed days lower than ever//My car was my only shelter from the winter weather//Friends tred of my shit and it wasn't getting better, so I tethered me to the gallows and pulled the lever//I thought I would have been better off dead//And it wasn't the chemicles in my head, it was me not being who I said I wanted to be, who I knew I could be then//No rhyme and no reason//Just making that decent to the depths//It was harder than cement//No time to die, no money to be spent//I tried to write a mic check for the rent but 1-2-1-2 didn't cover the debt//Money on me was a losing bet//Unless you put it all down on the home stretch//No here I am back at it again//The Hemingway of the rap game, I'm rad with a pen//Bonelli or draper? Yo I'm madder than him and them Joan Holloways wanna stay beside me in bed//Masta Don going hard on the tread//Done waiting for money, finally bread//I came through with the rhymes, your mind blew when your eyes saw the newest of my music was pressed//I came through all the mess/You came too, God be blessed//Making strides not steps//Staying alive//No death//We're gonna have a showdown tonight//I'm never gonna slow down, no I'm gonna own this whole town tonigh//On it til we burn out the lights

And when the sky is falling, I'll meet you in the middle, with my arms out ready to hold you//And if the world is crumbling, there'll be no need for crying, whether we're dead or we're dying I'll hold you there in silence