the world’s goin’ to hell and I got tickets
like when Burns’ sun blocker gave Homer Simpson the rickets
this is all big business- and we just little fishes
in a pond, gettin’ bombed by billionaire’s fiscal interests
how efficient to be resistant to global pandemics?
or liquid enough to miss a couple days if you catch it?
or have access to healthcare to save your life
while so many others go into they graves tonight?
they don’t say it’s a right- and maybe they right
if they had ever worked a single hard day in they life
to hoard the cash they have- enough to insure every child
woman, man, feed ‘em, lodge ‘em, and that’s puttin’ it mild
they revile people working “unskilled” positions
blowing your minimum wages tryin’ to pay off tuition
until ya blow your ignition and gotta splurge on the car  
the decision’s either miss some loan payments or starve
while the bills keep stackin’- you can’t keep track when 
you’re trapped in your house, forbidden from interaction
the cash is lackin’– no check’s impending
so ya kick back and laugh as the world is ending

ain’t it funny these “essential” positions
are filled by workers that they claim have got no aim or ambition
and though they wages are minimum, they riskin’ they lives
on frontlines, askin’ “do you want a drink with ya fries”
yet denied a living wage every time that it’s mentioned
‘cause that increase would render your ten-piece too expensive 
no time for comradery on that middle class snobbery
your own damn fault for bein’ born into poverty
employers harpin’ on, sayin’ the cost would be greater
while their employees’ healthcare is passed off on the taxpayers
attacking they neighbors to sate the corporate saviors  
the state has made it so they take in full rebates on they labor
while rakin’ in profits and regulations are lax if
corporations are people, why they ain’t gotta pay taxes?
and debt traps are often the only option
for those in harm’s way, coughin’ they way into coffins
and if you bitch, that makes you a socialist
grab your bootstraps, do your part to bail out the rich
no relief for the workers, that cavalry ain’t comin’
so if you’re poor like me, just keep that music bumpin’  

now I’m not sayin’ this to be a fatalist cynic
I’m tryna lighten your spirits in the midst of a pandemic
they don’t don’t give a damn when it’s not they ass on the line
takes an economic collapse to cross a path in they minds
you see I’m cheap labor, just a workin’ stiff
which means I’m worthless unless I work until I’m a stiff
just a blip on a quarterly with a written report on me
then can ship me off quick if ever I get disorderly
supporting me’s a hard pass ‘cause they’ll axe
any asshole who tries defending they own class
and that’s why we afraid of just assertin’ our rights
but since we laid up or laid off from work tonight
let’s see them workers unite, fight to righten the course
don’t let ‘em treat you like property, you’re a proper resource
so enforce your value with your sisters and brothers
and lift a fist for each other ‘cause this resistance is numbers
a general strike’s better than heads on a pike
but if they threaten, we commencin’ Armageddon tonight
so get it right ‘cause this might be your last chance
and if you wanna go to war- let’s dance

Moonrise

Prime Takes Manhattan Freestyle

Prime Takes Manhattan Freestyle (prod. B. Isaac)

produced by B Dot

Lyrics:

verse 1:
dearly beloved, we’re gathered here to talk shit
and I don’t give a fuck if it comes off as toxic
we used to lock lips, we used to swap spit
grab my dick in public and fuck like a mosh pit
but then our routes split-- you flew across the country
left me by my lonesome with no one to do the humpty
you were chasin’ money, you were chasin’ paper
I was sparking Blunt to a playlist entitled “breakup”
(goodbye my lover)-- I just wanna taste
I just wanna comprehend just why you left with haste
you can’t deny our chemistry, our smiles were never fake
and honestly you can’t deny that I can’t be replaced
‘cause now you’re back in place-- oh, how fitting
to steal my heart and steal away, back in the Steel City
I’m pissed because you’re prettier and even more fly
I’m pissed because I’m simpin’ and you didn’t even try
why can’t you just die?

chorus:
why can’t you just die?
why’d you have to pick to live so nearby?
since we can’t be intimate, we’re confined
there needs to be a line
or maybe you could die
why can’t you just die?

why can’t you just die?
why’d you have to be so goddamn alive?
do you get a kick from watchin’ me cry?
there’s something in my eye
just wish that you would die
why can’t you just die? 

verse 2:
I’ve been doin’ great without you, manic in fact
until I catch you at the bar and have a panic attack
this kismet’s consistent, romantically-backed
but too many chance encounters have a damning impact
on my reputation, post-resignation
zero-contact contract expiration
I was the master at giving the cold shoulder
now I physically collapse when you’re lookin’ at me, smoldering
I just need to breathe
I just need to get the fuck out this place and leave
knowing fully-well that’ll you’ll never quite leave me
even in my sleep, you always creep into my dreams
when you left, my rolodex hit maximum capacity
girls can smell a broken heart, even through all the Axe I spray
could be finer than Anne Hathaway
I still decline- hit back with a Snap of me, tell ‘em “masturbate”
got a mass grave that spurned
every tunnel I’ve funnel and every bridge that I’ve burned
it’s absurd you’re not thirstin’ for a chance to be mine
I’ve got your epitaph written and standing by-- why can’t you just die?  

(chorus)

verse 3:
you know that I’m just playin’ so, baby, don’t take it literally
caught up in my ways and replaying some ancient history
I’m just here conveying my thoughts and the things you did to me
surrounded by thots but cognizant they ain’t shit to me
if we were meant to be we’d be together
if things had worked out differently then we would be better
but with you in my proximity, I just can’t help but picturing
an entirely different scene from a timeline that’s splintering
I envision the future that we’d create
after moving into three-bedroom in western PA
driving a fuel efficient car, even working a steady job 
maybe having a kid or two, or at least we could get a dog
but the truth is that you’ll never be mine
and I know there’ll come a day when you’re out with another guy
so I just wanted to say, I think that’s great and I’m fine
heh heh-- actually, never mind, why can’t you just die?

(chorus)

Why Can't You Just Die?

Lyrics:

(verse 1)
man, I’m so sick-- of not bein’ famous
all in my late thirties, worried, with no clue what my aim is
clearly it’s not to make papers-- most of my day’s doin’ favors
and got my family of stans to amplify my behaviors
any given day sees me laid up and hatin’
the way I’m seemingly incapable of layin’ foundation
labor leaves me drained-- too exhausted for all creation
and when I find the time, I find I’ve lost inspiration
it’s like my mind’s a knife and I’m treadin’ the blade
it’s like no time to write until the rent has been paid
and like any and all excuses just to render me useless
I’ll attack my production then blast my lack of producin’
humans weren’t meant to function with this load of self-loathin’
either inflamed or imploding-- too strained to pick out my clothin’
overthink all decisions, wish I could drink for a livin’
I’m neither sinkin’ nor swimmin’-- I’m free to leave but imprisoned

(chorus:)
Mike, I know we been through a lot
you hooked me with this spot
whether we like it or not
I think we need a shake-up

Prime, you’re comin’ through loud and clear
thank you for bending my ear
let’s take a look in the mirror
I say we need to break-up

neither of us show any signs
that things are gonna be fine
we’re on a steady decline
might not be time to make up

so we either gotta evolve
we can’t keep speakin’ to walls
let’s make our peace and resolve
now look inside and wake up

(verse 2)
man, I’m so sick-- of not being rich
and waking every day the opposite’s a son of a bitch
yet I’ve got impetus-- got ambition, desire
I’ve been stockpiling munitions, just need permission to fire
feeling fit to aspire but got no sense of direction
at the zenith of the spire, spiraling into depression
not some viral obsession-- I guess it’s kind of a blessing
‘cause at the other end, anxiety’s just dyin’ to step in
weaponizing intentions and eyein’ up my contentment
internalizing resentment till I despise my reflection
not to mention my penchant for self-deriding expression
finding me left with no respite and paralyzed from the tension
stressin’-- over what? I really shouldn’t give two fucks
but it’s easy just to say it, Herculean to convey it, when you haven’t been sedated or drugged
what I need is just a day to unplug-- what I need is just a way to debug
what I need is just my brain to fucking scream at me and say “this is a dream and now you need to wake up”

(chorus)

(verse 3)
man, I’m so sick-- of not being happy
fuck the fame and the money-- it’s all a game to distract me
a barricade to detach me from what’s really important
forming associations, making me chase fading endorphins
warpin’ my perspectives, distortin’ all my directives
rewarding only my efforts to forage, hoard and collect
more resources, indifferent to the poor and the indigent
in a war between intellect and abhorrent moral neglect
take me back-- to a time when I could just relax
to a place where I could be adjacent to complacency without the threat of latent fees or of tax
prior to traumas, prior to losses-- prior to constantly feeling exhausted
prior to moods that can change from confusion to rage at the turn of a phrase or a comment
to the place where I first found peace-- to the place where I first found ease
to the place where I felt my purpose-- the base of my worth wasn’t trivialities
and I know I have the power to leave-- but the thought of it just terrifies me
now I hear it in my spirit-- it’s too late for me to fear it, I’m awake and I ain’t trying to sleep

(chorus)

Wake Up

Lyrics:
it's so dark, I don't know where to start
with nothing brighter than the light from a spark
like a fight in my heart -- the night starts
to encroach my hopes and slopes down into a visceral moat
where whispers emote but don't float, they soak and sink
I've never been so all alone so I think and so close to the brink
I just shrink, shake, shatter, collapse
under the weight of all the hatred amassed
but think fast, I surpassed the last
and laughed laps around the vast impasse
although the pasture's passed, my grasp clasps
as I gnash the ash and smash glass upon on my massive path
dispatched, my ass -- you can tell 'em all I'm engaged now
and every obstacle is my playground
too hungry stay down, you're testing me, trying to get the best of me
but mentally, I rest at ease, blessed because she's next to me

 (Chorus:)
next to me – ooh hooo
next to me – ooh hooo
next to me – ooh hooo
you will find him, you’ll find him next to me

when life's trials siphon blood from a stone
I know there's no way I could go it alone
or make it through on my own -- I act grown and I'm prone to pride
but can't deny she's always by my side
always down to ride -- coinciding with every achievement
is a person keen enough to perceive it
and when most needed, repeatedly even if inconveniently
believed in me while never deceiving,  ceding or leaving me
although it seems to be fruitless or useless or hopeless
she copes with and ropes in my focus
and notices moments of weakness
speaks with the demons and frees them with logic and reason
beyond all conceiving -- she's all that I trust
and everybody else gets left in the dust
until there's no one but us -- with each step and each breath I breathe
I'll be in debt to she who's next to me

(Chorus)

when the end has come and buildings falling down fast
when we’ve spoilt the land and dried up all the sea
when everyone has lost their heads around us
you will find him, you’ll find him next to me

(Chorus) (2X)

Next To Me (featuring Kirstin Repco)

 Lyrics:
(chorus:)
(2X)
remain yourself’s what they’re tellin’ me
refrain from selfishness, revelry
retain your selfless mentality
remake yourself, your reality

how can I ever get ahead if I never get a head of steam?
if I never get mean, never be a machine
never rage against it
if I never get pissed, I can never prevent it
if I never present it, I can never perceive
if I never accept it, I can never believe
in me – key to the C
R to the E-A-T-I-V-I-T
why? ‘cause the sky’s the limit
even in a nosedive I’ll survive indifference
I been livin’ far too long on the outside
to silence inner outburst and outcries
I doubt I’ll ever get this chance again
I doubt I’m ever gonna miss these friends
I doubt I’m ever gonna catch the sun
if I don’t get the fuck out of bed and run

(chorus)

you wanna tell me that? tell me this
how long am I gonna exist?
how long do I have to grab each little thought I have
before they crawl through the cracks of my fist?
how do I list – the things that I missed
when they’re long-gone and lost in the mist?
when I’m in the midst of sheer ignorance
and feeling remiss instead of pure bliss
I’mma resist with every single breath I breathe
and put my health at risk to achieve
all my wildest dreams - maybe not as wild it seems
you see me working on the final scenes
all the trials and schemes leave me with a silver tongue
and the meaningless shit I’ve won
far from square one – far as I’m concerned it’s none
but there’ll be far more earned when I’m done

(chorus)

really? you sure you wanna speak perception
with a kid who took speaking lessons
in his prepubesence ? used to have to sneak his S’s
'cause his teacher was a beast in essence
who conceived a menace - all he really was was lost
no animosity toward the boss
alone at all costs - never felt at home in masses 
and he never was a drone in classes
even bought him glasses, thinkin’ maybe he could see the board
but that was not what he aimed toward
he was self-assured - assuredly, that irked his peers
and made his work seem worthless for years
learned to skirt his fears and designate his own impression
in contention with his apprehension
he invokes invention and its imperfection
in a sense he chose and wrote his direction

(chorus)

Remake Yourself

Lyrics:
trapped in the throes of passion, my hand on her ass, clasping
we pant and we gasp, smash and collapse into fits of spasms
some scandalous attraction has led to this interaction 
I'm soaking in my stigma, reliving what just happened
how the fuck I let myself get carried into these dealings?
got an angel waiting for me who's starting to catch feelings
the lights or the liquor or something I had for dinner
or maybe I took one too many hits of that one-hitter
that brought out the sinner, made it so hard to resist her
and made me thirst for her lips before I burst like a blister
but still persist till her hips hurt and her whole body quivered
with a dick that's all withered and I can just speak in whispers
like, "Should I miss her?"
well, maybe not - I gotta admit, man, that shit was hot
kissing in the lot, hopped in the car and fucked on the spot
when she got on top, straddled my cock and started to rock like "egh"

(chorus:)
regardless of my best intentions
in a prison of my own invention, in suspension like 
who the fuck did I think I was?
someone capable of love?
caught a buzz from the drugs and the suds that I need to exist
in this world full of breathing shit - now my scheme is stripped
if you're set on some commitment, run
'cause I'm as evil as they come

four in the morning when that rain started pourin'
on the windshield, as I peeled out, pedal to the floor and
my body's forcin' endorphins from all of my major organs
euphoria has me soarin' despite the  fact that I'm sore in
knees, hips and shoulders - forget the morning Folger's
all I had to do was fold her now I'm ready to break boulders
smoldering hot - fueled from the adrenaline shot
resist the urge to hit reverse and twist that bitch in a knot
interest is fought - the mission is just not to get caught
but someone saw so they gon' talk whether I like it or not
it's like being walked to the scaffold as my fate's being raffled
best case scenar -  she remains unaware and I remain an asshole
such a hassle to think
that something so damn avoidable brought our love to the brink
my stomach just sinks but then I recollect all the sex and
my mood is risen with my erection

(chorus)

blast through the bedroom door and before I can get to snoring
my mind falls back to the vile acts I was just performing
that backseat was nonabsorbent and not exactly conforming
to our waxing contours practicing hordes of contortions
our force was apportioned while morphin' in accordance with flexed parts
now my body's covered in sex marks
burn wounds and bruises, scratches, scrapes, and contusions
and when were through, she started movin' in to taste my protrusion
the art of seducin' but either way, I'm still losin'
this beautiful and exclusive human whose truth I'm abusin'
and layin' to ruin, perusing and pursuing a cheap thrill
while seeking multiple meets and sequels
full shame is on me till it occurs her feelings never were evident
every time I come around she's been hesitant
better just to sabotage the cause before I'm  caught in her web
'cause I can't live inside my life inside of her head

(chorus X2)

Evil As They Come

Lyrics:
this tricky bitch has got my head in a twist
and now I'm leaking through the cracks of her fist
like the last of a fifth, she's got me plastered, powerless to resist
what kind of fatalist attraction is this?
I'd be remiss if I neglected to list
the mysticism that my missus inflicts
via her eyes or her hips - with every kiss, I wind up lost in her lips
this dolly melts away my time and my wits
and drives me to fits- I'm at the counter, whimpering between sips
at my local liquor establishment, leaving a tear-dripped tip
tripped off my mountain, fell for her, shameless
a little bird brainless, so now my word game slips
wait, this chick has left me feeling weightless
but now I waste away on her waitlist
the best way to take this - be gracious, take heed and persist
until she serves me with that cease and desist
because

(chorus:)
I would start a war for this girl - deny light to the flowers and rain nuclear showers
I'd choke the last gasp of breath from each and every human's chest
for one glance or caress, for one chance to invest
I'd drop bombs, spray napalm, and trigger alarms
rip newborn babies out of their crying mothers' arms
I'd lie for you, steal for you, feel for you
whatever you would will me to
baby, just know that I would kill for you

lost in a trance the moment I caught her glance
but missed my chance to make a formal advance
rapport was enhanced - the more I saw her, thought she'd fall in my hands
or in my pants but she was far more advanced
we started the dance, I petitioned her my mission's expanse
to whisk her off and have a tryst of romance
that I'd insist to finance - I guess it fit her list of demands
we caught a flick and whispered throughout the span
I feel like the man, watching my kingdom as it starts to expand
I'm tryna make this girl my one-life-stand
but some nights in, she icened and made a stance
refused to let my smooches move into France
she'd flirt like a fan but spurned all of my plans
you want to see me? 'cause you seemingly wanna see me banned
we're TV fam so dream of Jeanie and
Alakazam - your wish is my command but

(chorus)

words could never express  the way she captures my breath
and holds it ransom for a handsome fee I'll earn till my death
I learn to expect some isolation, days of vacation
when she returns, she'll find her faithful servant patiently waitin'
no staving humiliation or saving face from disgrace when
she blows off every last invitation
and special occasion, mind racin' and pavement pacin'
scrapin' and strainin'  from these blatant evasions
but this girl is amazing - my soul's ablaze and
if I have to play the fool, I'll play it fully crazed
my fuel's her gaze -  I'd walk across coal and flames
 if that was what it'd take to console her pains
babe, let me explain - you're all that I'm attracted to
and I'll endure any sort of hell you wanna trek me through
if can make you happy, do whatever you might ask me to
to smile with you and laugh with you, I'd snap somebody's back in two
and

(chorus)

Kill For You

Lyrics:
Who's ready for St. Patrick's Day, huh?
Y'all goin' to the parade?
Gettin' started early with some kegs and eggs?
You know, getting up early really isn't that big of a problem... for those of us who haven't gone to bed yet.

top of the mornin' got me pourin' a Guinness
settin' a new world record for pure endocrinal fitness
I'm tryin' to witness bagpipers in the business district
get ripped and when I lose interest then I can just double fist it
dismissing the physics -- I'm sippin' while I'm takin' a piss
and also texting every ex that's in my contact list
I'm on that shit -- feeling supernatural flawless
fake or natural titties, I say, "Erin, go braugh-less"
we airing problems while we drinkin' solutions
hoping bartenders will remember our polite contributions
delightful when boozin' -- excusin' any frightful influence
to lose your shoes, strip down to nude and move beyond non pursuant
ha -- seems we gettin' too sloppy
recommend caffeine promptly 
cappuccin- machine toffee
fuck being sober -- give me an Irish coffee

(Chorus:)
pass the pint -- I'm too trashed to write
so I'mma sip a little liquor, scope ass, and fight
pass the pint -- we gettin' smashed tonight
and singin' loud enough to bring Saint Pat to life

pass the pint -- I'm too trashed to write
I'mma sip a little liquor, scope ass, and fight
I said pass the pint -- we gettin' smashed tonight
and singin' loud enough to bring Saint Pat to life

Shiiit... I'm gonna need a shot of Jameson, a green Iron City, and two Irish Car Bombs, stat.

we gettin' blasted to pass the day
and blowing up this motherfucker like the IRA
hey -- you can call me intolerant, just know
that my alcohol tolerance is The Devil's Own 
elevated on my metal throne -- sunk in a bottle
recalling all my uncles were my drunken role models
I started a novice and moved on to leprechaun it's
a lot of practice just to crack enough tabs to crash at the bottom
speakin' of bottom, I'm gonna need a refill
a couple shots of Rumple Minze,  some nut thins, and a speed pill
don't show me the bill until last call
about to pour a couple drafts inside the bathroom stall
until that doll -- approached the bar and leaned over
to reveal a tramp stamp of a four-leaf clover
girl, I know you weren't tryna drive out the snake
but your drink's on me -- let's see that shamrock shake

(Chorus)

Yeah!
Who's gettin' fucked up out there?
Remember, drink responsibly.
Or... or drink until you're non-responsive, I forget.

bourbon, scotch, and gin, and whiskey
vodka, rum, tequila, tipsy
brandy, pisco, mezcal, wine
couple sips of pure moonshine
absinthe, cognac, beer, malt liquor
rye, vermouth, sambuca sicker
sake, cider, mead and grain
spew it up and start again
Patrick was a saint and I'm not one
need something serrated so I can take this shotgun
evading caution -- never stop till I say so
'cause ain't no pot of gold at the end of this rainbow
yo, Danny boy, can't you hear them pipes?
sixteen ounces separated from the end of my life
with luck, gonna pluck a wild Irish rose
and if not, I'mma probably pass out in my clothes

(Chorus) X2

Another national day of inebriation.
Another commercialized escape from responsibility and obligation.
Another contest of self-abuse and degradation.
Till everyone's wasted.
Good night.

Pass The Pint

Lyrics:
6:38 ante meridiem
the sun-stained windowpanes glint like obsidian
the crimson haze in a lake of viridian's
the wake as the waves break tryna take the city in
I'm not amphibian - I'd fall but I'm afraid 
if I dive in deep, I'll be diggin' a shallow grave
romanticism fades, enchantment is overplayed
blown chance at enhancement, companionship needs abstained
but when she starts to flirt 
those teeth seem to peek through her squeamish smirk
how she leans into me when that breeze exerts
till I can feel her heartbeat from beneath her shirt
my knees revert to seizing as I seize her firmly
I could cease to be if she'd concede me worthy
least-deserving? I'll take a chance and miss
before I miss out on this first kiss
purse lips and

(chorus:)
maybe fade away to infinity
to live another day, another night, another memory
I'm swimmin' in your energy, inhaling your divinity
and finna be okay if I can stay in your vicinity
we never need to leave one another
we could stay here together till the leaves change color
till the first snowfall, till the flowers bloom
forever's sounding way too soon

kinda  funny how the time flies
morning meets the Earth and gives birth to a high-rise
something like a tie-dye, coloring the skyline
savor every second, sip it in like a fine wine
siftin' through my mind's eye, tryna visualize
the projection of the spectrum reflected within her eyes
I'm blind but I'm tantalized with compositions and lines
the texture, pressure, zest of her lips as they're pressed to mine
some witnesses passin' by us
sure I'm bias but they'd never claim visual from her highness
she's the finest, the flyest, she occupies my desires
the type to start a war overnight and end empires
or maybe inspire entire generations of people
to unite and join the fight for righteousness over evil
her beauty's unequaled - her grace is a weapon, her charm is lethal
the initial kiss was bliss, so miss, let's give it sequel
or sequels

(chorus)

conversation never waning through the morning rush
a portrait of us painted from the luster port bus
hustle of a tortoise - trail without a care
as I run my fingers through each and every strand of her hair
wasn't prepared to be snared in such fashion
amplified attraction with every interaction
advances into passion, withstanding all distractions
such a satisfactory stratagem to be trapped in
how her bouquet entices
consumes my essence, renders my senses lifeless
so precious, priceless - I would take a wife with-
out the slightest hesitation, I'd engage tonight
okay, all right - maybe just a bit of hyperbole
for me to be committed to verbally
it simply occurred to me I've never felt more alive than
when we shared that rusty horizon
close your eyes and

(chorus)

soon, soon
say we fade away to infinity
let's live another day, another night, another memory
I'm swimmin' in your energy, inhaling your divinity
and finna be okay if I can stay in your vicinity
we never need to leave one another
we could stay here together till the leaves change color
till the first snowfall, till the flowers bloom
forever's sounding way too soon

Rusty Sunrise

Lyrics:
I think I'm about to lose it
only thing that kept me sane was seeking solace in music
but I sought positive movement to fuel financial improvement
too many days have gone and came since I contributed to it
stuck in a haze whether sober or influenced
losing the confidence boost - a futile pursuit of affluence
speaking the truth through effluence so I'mma use it to prove that
deep down, this motherfucker got true grit
times when I do spit, reduce it to theatrics  session
meshed with tactics of an acting lesson
'cause I lack profession - my occupation's pacing in place
while every single application sent gets thrown in the waste
just gimme a taste

they say no news is a blessing 
but does it hold true when your life's in recession?
I guess school is in session - I overestimated my comprehension
of a physical, emotional investment
now back to the question - dependin' where I'm headin' in life
should I write or try to seek out a wife?
some respite would be nice but every night I find myself at the bar
jump off the mic and right back into the jar - call it the plight of the star
there's nothing like a muse for amusement
forfeit your heart and if you're fortunate, she'll start to abuse it
the essence of music - you fuse your jubilation with pain
delude yourself that you've got something to gain
but know it's only a game

dropped down to my lowest denomination
writing words became a job, rapping became a vacation
my main destination - a place with a sustained population
of sirens who inspire me, bestowing love and libations
if some revelation came with parades of flirtations
it was the way that I embraced their place with great hesitation
"in case I'm mistaken, you're sayin' you were feelin' the lyrics
that my flow got hold your soul and started lifting your spirit?
I might need a beer if you're gonna spit to me for a while
all I did was kick a shitty freestyle"
then I see that smile - she leans in for a kiss and I take it
a couple shots and then we're off to get naked
I guess nothing is sacred

if you've got something for me then keep it
the seedy details of my deeds ain't a secret
with your shit in the streets it's a bitch to even try to make ends meet
but when you do it, people wanna critique it
no time to compete with the breed of these breadwinners with families
who would tease about me sweeping the Grammys
if they even could slam me,  I'd dismantle 'em - tryin' to match wits
with a cat who whips his own ass for practice
now who's the one laughin'?  it's me, tryna muffle the tears
of thirty years of isolation from peers
I feel the burn in my ears but I'm tryna put my life back in order
even if it's at the price of supporters
who twist the knife in my shoulders

Pacing In Place

Lyrics:
sometimes I wonder when I get to be happy
had I had that thought a year ago, I'd be laughing
how's that for irony? I know nobody's perfect
but also every time I smile, I rarely feel I deserve it
yet I'm always beaming, see me in pictures
with hair trigger reflexes the instant I catch a twitched finger
or flash flicker, capturin' those massive, crooked caps
smack dab above that fucking soul patch
the definitive shit-eatin' grin masks chagrin
of the massive blistering mass trapped within  
passive when it comes to nearly all confrontation
but only 'cause I'm terrified of what's contained in
the parts of my brain that frame things so diabolical
exasperatingly mapped to the last molecule
I'll feel unstoppable and then completely vulnerable
but keep cheesein' so you believe I'm undauntable

(chorus:)
better off sad than depressed
better off mad than repressed
still better off unimpressed than obsessed
and if you're feelin' stressed, take a couple deep breaths

I'm so detached at times, I feel a bit psychotically
yet constantly in contact with consorts tryin' to bond with me 
beyond platonically, we're talkin' symbiotically
with maximum covalencey, they stay to steal the charge from me
but I'm in charge of me, so when I cut 'em off
the closest that they come is rubbin' toes over a rug for shocks
I know that's coming off as egotistical
or even just conceited but soon as I leave, they're miserable
and though I try to wane my bane of negative effects
sometimes a dose of schadenfreude's as enjoyable as sex
or maybe I'm depressed - haven't considered it
'cause when you're at your worst, you don't think it's worth it to give a shit
so nothing changes as you spiral into the abyss
exhausted from defeat and effort exerted impeding it
all words are meaningless, all actions fraudulent
and you forget if lust for death is the effect or cause of it

(chorus)

you ever been mid-conversation with your closest friend
and realized you couldn't trust a single fuckin' word they said?
you ever have that premonition while inspecting
yourself in the bathroom mirror and start fearing your own reflection?
by my impression that's a paranoid psychosis
but don't call it admission or even a diagnosis
at most it's a host of synaptic lapses
like an axon's action potential is in a backspin
imagine the act of degaussing a tape
as easy to erase as memories of a rape
or the loss of a child or military attack
you can't just wipe away trauma without a mental impact
and it's taxing to rewire ways that neurons fire
you might need to seek prescriptions, or speak with an adviser
or spit PSA verses that unearth your mental state
but there's no shame in shruggin' when you're luggin' the world's weight

(chorus)

'cause you're better off sad than depressed
better off mad than repressed
still better off unimpressed than straight manic
and if you're in a panic, take a couple deep breaths

if you need help, seek help
don't carry that shit by yourself

Prime Direct

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