Out on my own No microphone Doubts overblown But I'm still reaching You know it's fine You know I'm fine Being a waste of time (A waste of time) But for me it's better Take the time to consider That what's for you is not my all On my own but I'm still reaching (no apologies) Spare your preaching (there is gold in me) Can't act like I'll take it back Force the hand, watch the concrete Watch as it cracks So what's it like being right? We know that it can't all be true Blinded eyes still black and blue When will you start listening? It's like rehearsing exhaustion On my own but I'm still reaching (no apologies) Spare your preaching (there is gold in me) Can't act like I'll take it back Force the hand, watch the concrete Watch as it cracks Just another one being dramatic Pretend moody, cinematic Play it back, play it back What was on those tapes? Stone sober, know that there's no escape There's no escape But I'm still reaching (no apologies) Spare your preaching (there is gold in me) Can't act like I'll take it back Force the hand, watch the concrete As it cracks Play it back, play it back Play it back, play it back

Nightfall Nightfall Rise Creeping up, getting closer All forms of prevention lost Notify your ensuing ghost The shadows move from East to west like clockwork They're hiding from the light We sleep in anticipation We awake in total fear Every window boarded up Our fate is drawing near Nightfall Nightfall They rise at night The sunrise Brings an end But can you make it 'til dawn? You can't hide From the dead But can you make it 'til dawn? What walks beyond the doorway? Looming torture jaws baring Is this the night of our demise Entwined with hell's faces Can you make it 'til dawn? Can you make it 'til dawn? Can you- Can you make it 'til dawn? It's that slow traverse It's that cold flesh Moving in, moving in Creeping up, getting closer All forms of prevention lost Notify your ensuing ghost The shadows move from East to west like clockwork They're hiding from the light We sleep in anticipation We awake in total fear Every window boarded up Our fate is drawing near They rise at night fall Nightfall They rise at nightfall Nightfall They rise at-

Whats up, Fresh, it's our turn, baby Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent But thats okay, 'cause I'm still fly Gotcha car, play gems on shine, said it's mine Get a mink, baby girl, let's ride You da numba 1 stunna, and we gonna glide And go straight to the mall and turn out the inside Prowler Gucci full length leather Burbons cooler, Coogi sweater Twenty inches pop my feather The Birdman daddy I fly in any weather Alligator seats with the head in the inside Swine on the dash, G-Wagon so fly Numba 1, don't tangle and twisle When it come to these cars I am that nigga The Gucci with the matching interior 3 wheel ride with the tire in the middle It's Fresh and stunna and we like brothers We shine like paint daddy this our summer Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent But thats okay, 'cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride Got everything in my moma's name But I'm hood rich da, dada, dada, da Have you ever seen the crocodile seats in the truck? Turn around and sit it down and let em' bite ya butt See, the steering wheel is Fendi, dashboard Armani With your baby momma playa is where u can find me Pushing through the parking lot on 24's Cadillac Escalade with the chromed out nose With the navigation arrow headed straight to your spot Where your wife really love me 'cause the sex is so hot Put the Caddy up, Start the 3 wheel Benz Hyper white lights, ultra violet lens Sumitomo tires and they gotta be run flat TV where the horn go, boy can you top that? I'ma show you some shit rookie press that button The trunk went eh, eh and all of a sudden 4 15's didn't see no wire's And then I heard boom from the amplifiers Let me slide in the Benz with the fished out fins Impala Loud pipes, drinking that hen It's the birdy, birdy man, I'll do it again In the Cadillac truck 24's with 10's Looking at my Gucci it's about that time 6 bad broads flying in at 9 New Suburban truck with the porno showin' Up and down and up they go and Bodies on the Roadster Lexus You know with that hard top beamer, mommy that's your truck I'm coming up the hood been lovely New shoes on the whip and I wake up the bubbley 430 lex with convertible top The rims keep spinning every time I stop I got a superman Benz that I scored from shaq With a old school Caddy with a diamond in the back Gator Boots, with the pimped out Gucci suit Ain't got no job, but I stay sharp Can't pay my rent, 'cause all my money's spent But thats okay, 'cause I'm still fly Got a quarter tank gas in my new E-class But that's alright 'cause I'm gon' ride Got everything in my moma's name But I'm hood rich, da, dada, dada, da

Water water on the seeds To my left they rose and leaf To my right cross seven seas Maybe maybe they'll stay true My seeds will cross and then take root And leave you to an empty room Lonely lonely that is you Lonely lonely that is you Paper paper obsolete How will you reach out to me I thought you'd ask me not to leave Lonely lonely that is me Lonely lonely that is me Distance makes the heart grow weak So that the mouth can barely speak Except to those who hide their needs And I have read the golden seal That tells of how the seedlings feel Reminds my heart what love can yield By my only things are clear Baby boy I'm staying here Lonely lonely that was you Lonely and so untrue