Beat created using Hydrogen for Linux.
Vocals mixed in using Audacity.

Lyrics: 

You think I'm here for one more chance, 
But let me tell you something

I've been here once before, 
Ain't leaving here for nothin!

I've been through hell and back,
And let me tell you 
It's not as fun as
Taking chances, making glances,
Runnin' from the public

I'm driving down southbound,
You all keep runnin' your mouth
I told you I'm here to stay,

You're all lead to confusion, disarray,
Let me explain to you in words better meant sing!

whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ooohhh-ohhhh-ohhhh-oh-oh-oh (x5)

This is your American rap song, So you better sing along. (x2)

I don't know what brought you here,
but thanks for listening. I'm not a rapper, but I display talent

What's next in this song, there ain't tellin'
I appear to be makin' sense, yo I'm gellin' like a felon.

So I keep this rhythm, 
3, 2, 1, I'm failin'
Somebody call 911, I need helpin

I am on fire,  now I'm dwindlin'
This song's coming to a close,
Somehow I gotta end it

I got a few seconds left,
I gotta save it,
This is your American rap song
A new kind of flavor

10 9 8, I appreciate.
7 6 5 4, I gotta head out that door...

American "Rap Song" - Demo

Random Beat

Title says it all.

Lyrics:

You think I'm here for one more chance,  
But let me tell you something 
 
I've been here once before,  
Ain't leaving here for nothin! 
 
I've been through hell and back, 
And let me tell you  
It's not as fun as 
Taking chances, making glances, 
Runnin' from the public 
 
I'm driving down southbound, 
You all keep runnin' your mouth 
I told you I'm here to stay, 
 
You're all lead to confusion, disarray, 
Let me explain to you in words better meant sing 
 
whoa-ohhh-ohhh-ohhh-ooohhh-ohhhh-ohhhh-oh oh oh (x5) 
 
This is your American rap song, So you better sing along. (x2) 
 
I don't know what brought you here, 
but thanks for listening. I'm not a rapper, but I display talent 
 
What's next in this song, there ain't tellin' 
I appear to be makin' sense, yo I'm gellin' like a felon. 
 
So I keep this rhythm,  
3, 2, 1, I'm failin' 
Somebody call 911, I need helpin 
 
I am on fire,  now I'm dwindlin' 
This song's coming to a close, 
Somehow I gotta end it 
 
I got a few seconds left, 
I gotta save it, 
This is your american rap song 
A new kind of flavor 
 
10 9 8, I appreciate. 
7 6 5 4, I gotta head out that door... 


American Rap Song - Rerecorded Demo

Lyrics: 

Darling, please make it home. (x5)

Please don't leave me alone.

I can't make it on my own.



You used to call me your own.



Here my heartbeat. (x1)



Darling, please make it home. (x2)



Hear my heartbeat (x3)



I'm stuck down here, barren and cold (x2)

I'm numb all down to the bone. (x2)

It's like I'm sitting in stone. (x2)

Cast a shadow, no one's home. 

There once was a light, now it's gone.

Where's a god, you've got proof to show?



Darling please make it (home)



Now I'm dying. 

You're surviving.

Now I'm dying.

(You're trying...)



Darling, please make it home. (x3)

Tell all the folks at home.



I'm a liar,

You're a cheat.



You buried me deep in the snow (x2)

Smile etched on your face, as you throwed me under below. 



Don't sneer at me, you know you're cruel.



I hope God smites you before I do. (x2)



Take your prayers and burn them, 

ashes scatter, doesn't matter.



Darling, please make it home (x5)

Before the man above you finds you.

turns your life to ruins. (x2)



Tell your family I was a hero,

Secretly keep to yourself I was negative zero.



Lie to make it believable,

The truth hurts too much,

You're Deceivable


I couldn't foreseen that you're evil,

But now it's too late to, you weasel.



I hope you pay the price,

Dig a cheap, shallow grave in your name - that'd be nice.



Karma's gonna catch up,

And snatch you up like that.



And when you go up for trial,

You'll see me with gleaming eyes,

Looking down on a pathological liar.



I hope you suffer, the way you made me-

I hope you suffer, the way you made me suffer. 



An enemy once a lover, morphed into a murderer. (x2)





Darling, I hope you suffer. (x2)



You're name's written on all the papers,

Proclaiming the jury's favor

They chose right, you chose wrong,

Now you're doing time in a prison cell

Listening to a thousand convicts songs





Darling, I hope you die. (x2)

You buried me alive. (x2)



They sentenced you for years, I guess that's long enough!



darling, I hope you see-

Darling I hope you see the light.



you're a tragic sight. 



Darling I hope you die! (x2)

Darling, I hope you see-

Darling, I hope you see the light.



I hope you see the light! (x3)



Spoken word:



Who am I kidding? You're just a lost cause.

You'll never see the light. Your faith has always been lost. I'm done with trying to save you. Fuck you.


Make it Home

Lyrics: 

Got my shoes on, 
Got my keys in my pocket, 
Gonna get ready to party. 
Pop, lock, 'n drop it. 
 
Hit it! 
 
You've seen me here before 
Can't handle the storm, gonna get drunk before the cops break down our doors. 
 
Gonna spin you around, around and around, 
gonna laugh until you tumble and fall 
We'll be dancin' with strangers, 
I don't care who you are. 
Girl get down on your knees and show them you're a star. 
 
cause it's a dance party...whoa-oh-whoa 
 
(Are you ready for this? 
I don't think you're ready for this. 
Hit it.) 
 
Now we're shedding clothes,  
where'd they go? Fuck man, I don't care. I don't know. 
 
We're part of the wild, part of the style. 
We're faded as fuck, we're higher than a coke addict runnin' a mile 
 
cause it's a dance party...whoa-oh-whoa 
 
you be gettin' dirty with me, 
I guarantee you won't (will?) be wantin to leave 
 
cause it's a dance party...whoa-oh-whoa 
 
Girl stay with me, I'll be makin' eyes with you 
Let's get down and dirty and stay for a few. 
 
Gonna spin you around, around, around 
Gonna bring you to my level, below the belt level 
Girl, I know you're no angel, you're the devil  
so get down on your knees and show me you're a sinner 
 
 


Dance Party [Explicit]

The final track off Criminal EP. :D
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