I don't know how to love myself. I'm hoping you can show me how.
Cross my heart with all your might. Lift me up and slow me down.
Spoken honest, broken promise builds a fire inside of me.
Childish schemes and wildest dreams. I don't care if you lie to me.
Live two lives instead of one. Depend on the soft-spoken killer.
Tie your hands behind your back and build upon this broken pillar.
Love is like a suicide. Broken hearts are unified.
This place is strange. Faces change. Bodies crowned and crucified.

And will you risk my life?
I'll fill you with my light.
And will you hold my breath?
Yes I'll love you to death.

La sublimation des muses 
nous emmène dans une ardeur
timide et pesante
intime et fascinante

Les amants se livrent à des échanges
torrides et turbulents
telle une passion 
absolue et divine


I'm exactly like a phenomenon and so are you.
Yes, exactly like a phenomenon. It's hard
To explain, the truest pain. When all is lost, still you remain.
Cross my path and hope to die. Needle stuck into my vein.
Searching for my whereabouts. Heat from flames we'll never douse.
Complete the circle of my life. Fill my void with all your doubts.
The lyrics of my favorite songs scare me so bad, I can't sleep.
Lonely throes. God Only Knows. Slowly, coldest shadows creep.

And will you risk my life?
I'll fill you with my light.
And will you hold my breath?
Yes I'll love you to death.

You touched my heart and now I'm wounded. Opened wide, that's why it bled.
Fires raging down below and hanging on just by a thread.
It's on the line. Chances taken. Reaching out for stings and kisses.
Beckon call. Wrecking ball. Bed and gardens. Swings and misses.
Cancelling each other out. Living fast and given wholly.
Ever closer to the sun, each of us has one wing only.
I'm exactly like a phenomenon and so are you.
Yes, exactly like a phenomenon...
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Written & produced by Joëlle Lê (Greetings From Tuskan)
Lyrics & vocals: Rich Terfry (Buck 65)
Additional vocals: Joëlle Lê

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The Situation album was made twice. The first time around it was a 100% sample-based record. It had to be re-recorded for legal reasons (sample clearance issues). The original version is more stripped down and rugged, I think. This is the original version of Ho-Boys. Beat by Skratch Bastid.

Ho-Boys

My verse from the Classified song "Loonie" as it was meant to be heard.

Loonie verse

Fairytales by Buck 65 
Produced by Marten Tromm 
Vocals by Kathrine Bergstrom

Fairytales

ZERO DEMO is from the SICK TO D(EAT)H mixtape: http://tinyurl.com/SickToDeathSFR
This a previously unheard version of "I Was Zero" off of Sage Francis' LI(F)E album (www.tinyurl.com/SageLife.) As you'll notice, it ended up being completely re-arranged and reworked by the time it was released in 2010. On this version you will hear the original beat that Buck 65 produced for it as well as an additional Sage Francis verse that was stricken from the album version. The artwork for this single was done by Falside, photo by Anthony St. James. 
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LYRICS:
If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids. 
If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today.  
10 years ago I was 22. 20 years ago I was 12. 30 years ago I was 2. 
When I came out my momma I was zero.
 In the before life...I was undead. 
I was home schooled. There were no rules.
 But I gave it all up just for the chance to go public. 
A celestial scarecrow dancing with the puppets.
 A tug in my gut. I'm carrying the world in my stomach. 
I'm a surrogate motherfucker, the girls love it. 
Birth the suffix. Cut the visible string.
 Control is much more than a physical thing. 
Got an analog God and digital king,
An Adonis type bod with such brittle little wings.
I'm not an angel by any stretch of your halo,
But I've done the Lord's work and I'm not even on his payroll.
I stay low and do my dirt on a sea level.
Shoo away the crow while you flirt with the she-devil.
Grow up. You're old enough to know that dreams falter. 
I propose you leave that ego at the alter. 
The pauper and the prince switch roles,
Exchanging tattered clothes and silk robes.
The man behind the curtain at the end of the yellow brick road,
Shows envy for Geppetto and his one inch nose.

If it wasn't for the bass, I wouldn't need these hearing aids. 
If it wasn't for mistakes, I probably wouldn't be here today. 
When I came out my momma I was zero.
I was zero when I came out my momma, now everybody knows…

 I was born into it and before I knew it,
 I saw the students of poor getting hauled off to war. 
It's the law of Judas in the land of king's tax. 
 Partake in the Eucharist and then demand your kick backs.  
Spiritual wrist slap, please pass the sacrament ,
Ask if big, bad, black Jesus was African.  
They're selling a click track but they call it a soul clap.  
It's all in how you package it. The power of a magic trick.  
 Immaculate concepts are lost in the land of the cross. 
I'm standing off with a man of the cloth. 
He knows the ins and outs. All I want is the outs. 
He's selling real estate for some place in the clouds, but...
 I'm not investing in intellectual property,
 I'm inventing gender bending technology.  
'Cause maybe everybody needs to just become a sexual oddity, 
Leaving birth to the test tubes and death to the lottery. 
There's no one stopping me, I've got to be self-regulating.  
Wealth is escalating but my poverty was entertaining.  
Now I'm debating the value of a caste system,   
Cash back rewards and wars funded by my taxed income.
 If I'm a part of the problem then pardon me, 
 There's always been a difference between what I am and what I wanna be.
 It's either Jihadist freak or Jesus scenester. 
I heard God is coming...and she's a screamer. 
I couldn't understand what she was telling me, 
Why everybody thinks that they're their own worst enemy. 
I followed the manual. I swallowed the skeleton key...
And it unlocked the hell in me.  
So this is my gift to God.  Ribbon on my dick, like a tourniquet. Syphilis. 
This is my gift to God.  I'm jumping out the cake. Naked with a shank. 
This is my gift to God.  Unwrap the package. Confetti made of maggots. 
This...is my gift. "Ugh, you call that talent? "
Here's your image back. You can have it.  

10 years ago I was 22.  20 years ago I was 12. 
30 years ago I was 2.  When I came out my momma I was zero.

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