1. |
RUN
03:39
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LISTEN
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2. |
Purpose
03:14
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They say please keep it real, be who you really are
But it's hard to imagine that when reality's a farce
I feel apart from all the standards that society would bring
Bring a mental diet plan to try and enlighten me
At lightning speed, I'm like a bee with fire wings,cut through the wind
With a gentle E-Y-E, I feel the judgment pierce the skin
Don't know where the fear begins and ends
It just appears with friends and trends
And we struggle, stay subtle, screams are silent above the fringe
Love the pen, hate the terms
maybe I'll just stay obscure
Bathe in all the sunlight and let god take what nature cures
Don't need to say the words but it's a gift and blatant curse
To wrap around my finger, kill the nerves and make it hurt
Make it hurt, make it work stay alert (x3)
So What you done in 30 years? not a lot I see
Still looking for a place to park and build my own monopoly
Head across the boardwalk and visit the pacific
The money and the mansion man idea is so addictive
But how do I get it? more than that, how do I find it
continuance of blindness and constant realignment
To live a dream or be a dream, I must exist somewhere in between
Snapping off the top like my own skin is pinching me
But what would sicken me is course throughout history
The slavery of every race, I hope that white guilt gets erased
But still it stays and I know the future verdict
Like Louis C.K. said, we're fucked and we deserve it
So what's purpose, morality is lurking
I'm banking on some inspiration that is yet determined
And maybe chasing ways for me to be a better person
Redefine, realize, and reset to better versions
Learning is a burden and I'm burgeoned with a sermon
That is spread throughout the internet, with no hope of it curing
The bed we made is stirring with a self-defeated purring
That curls up, beside us and let's us know we're hurting
make it hurt, make it work stay alert(x2)
Down, down, down that road
where it stops nobody knows
Use what I loathe to help me grow
but no time for whining,on with the show.
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3. |
BEHAVE
03:16
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been 5 years since I sold a show out
obstacles and me go toe-to-toe now
and you really wanna ask me what's the lowdown
better move out they way like I made a snow plough, now
if I'm allowed, to lift this crowd, or lift this crown
it gets denounced, I'm here to pounce or trounce
or give enough energy to make you bounce
effort by the ounce, finding pleasure in amounts
seeking cheddar like a mouse, resurrect this house
no testing the waters, I'm stepping out
perplex the style when I set the dial
doctor shoulda told me don't ingest the vial
but I swallowed it all and then broke the wall
new mutation I'm so evolved, but it won't resolve all the hope's dissolved
wash clean off me, I'm here to cut off the
knotted strings and not a thing is set in stone
but I pull out the sword like I'm ready for war
and if you got negativity I deaden the source and relatively
I am ahead of the source
and gotta guarantee that I am ready for more
redirecting the board like when a veteran scores
and you think the spot's safe, but I'm headed for yours
and I need not aim when I bee-bop bang
key to the game,sling hot slang
y'all know the protocol or don't at all
we're taught to show our scrotum and balls
so that the respect quota can fall
Chorus:
It's not time for me to behave
Cuz it's the A-N-A way, these days
so I make plans, shake hands, take chance, elevate stance
they can't hate fam, cuz I am one hell of a man
It's not time for me to behave
God knows my punchlines are juicy
He also knows my ego's unruly
He also knows I have a design with him in mind, to
ultimately have him speak through me
Life in a scope and It's wrote like a movie
Use my quotes to keep the soul moving
Views I hold with a truth so bold
That what unfolds is clutched from scrolls
butter on a roll when I'm rushed in a mode
justice is told cuz I trust in the flow
underground speakerboxxx put it in the earth
watch it transmit all the love below
do for yourself cuz it's what we know
any unloyal is another cheat code
we always cry wolf and I seen this show
and always think wolves are the CEO's
we think we're owed, a bunch of dough
whoa is me promise is uncomfortable
any limit that you see is a bump in the road
and immediately gets punched in the throat
Know, that I know what you know
and you gotta keep it cool like space to pluto
gotta stay hungry, crazed cujo
and classy in the zone like we sipping Ouzo
Ohhhhh
I guess the scene is blurry like a cataract
Hopping on the saddleback and jumping past the cattle crap
Battle rap is dead to me unless it's Vesh or Knalo G
I make no apology, this movement needs to follow me
Chorus
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4. |
PRAY
03:22
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Supposed to be a clear one
van gogh, gas up van go, seeing the future, land ho
Carry the ant load, bury the rants whole
when the stars turn right yeah they all burn bright
chew through loose screws all termite
waving off the pilots, don't drop the thermite
who knows if the words might
ignite the type of fight that make us reassess our rights
All opinions are right,but they veer to the left
system up and down leave it tiered to the death
man I been underground but I'm here to connect
yeah I been spun around but I'm here in the flesh
and I will run around til the fear isn't fresh
find my afraid put a spear through its chest
we all want the best, don't we, don't we
sometimes that quest can leave ya so lonely
Bridge:
Im praying for a dark night stars the only sign of light
that might just find a life
And maybe when the sun comes we can fix the undone
But for now pick a point, then run, run
I don't know what it means , I don't know what it is
Something's telling me to live, I need to exist
I need to be here..... until my fate appears
Chorus(x2):
Pray for me, Pray for me,
The name's A-N-A came to tell a few stories
Pray for you, Pray for you
We all need a lift when the times turn blue
When I look through it all and I get a clear view
The struggle and the hustle ain't nothing new
It's up to you, it's tough to prove, adjust and move
but in the end, we all got nothing to lose
Imagine a painting with every single brushtroke
up close, personal, every turn versatile
Horizontal, vertical and make it reach your vertigo
and maybe teach a little bit of hope for a fertile growth
Seeds get layed, then we get played
and each day seems like a dream away
stopped in the tracks like a brief delay
that keeps us from trusting what we need to say
lips get sealed like a bag of leftovers
things stay real, still dirt on those shoulders
live for the fame and want the exposure
everything we claim, erased as we get older
I don't know about you, but I know about us
anything good, we must consider a plus
shake off the rust
success is hard to sight
but anything's possible on a starry night
Bridge
Chorus (x2)
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5. |
Awake
03:29
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I seen the sunrise for more than a couple days
Sunrays in different colors combine to one shade
One day, One hour, sunflowers bloom
Window streaks fill the sheets buggin out in my room
Consume with a tune that sounds like beauty from a loon
Moody itching for the moon but it's too bright now
the opposite of night now, but right now, I'm quite down
to teeter on the cliff, jump out,see if I can fly around
wired with the sound, so inspired, hit the town
Grabbing flyers from the boards, Rapping cyphers outside
stores, and pushing past those doors
and looking for allure that remotely seems pure
even if it isn't sure
Keep digging towards the core
we always itching for more
Get yours
I know we'll find a way
To a much brighter day
I know we'll find a way
Today is our day
No different races, but many different faces
from many different places,
Today is our day
Our way, our stage
our moment for a reality check, equal out, balance the deck
bounce of cassettes to the skipping in a discman
To download of an mp3, music still makes an imprint
Persistent, never beg to be indifferent
I used to selfish, aim for the selfless, that's the mission
A former shell of self, the new one prays for you to listen
I'm starting up the pistons, in the seat getting lifted
Ejecting me to infinity, ready for this expedition
Ready to vex the pessimisim, stretch the sketch
until the hidden text has risen,
We don't need a net to live in
We gonna reach for nexus, living
Everyone next to us is living
giving everything they have please
Free all our insecurities, lift off what burden thee
Fix all what's hurting deep
Thick scars need surgery
but the discharge the nerves you see
we are the birth of trees
ground, dirt and worms that feed
Life begins and ends, energy spreads for eternity
What's concerning you is also concerning me
Life is emotion connected like circuitry
I know we'll find a way
To a much brighter day
We all fall asleep but I am wide awake
There's no time to waste (x2)
Holding on to everything, but letting go is petro
Fuel is a tool, that motivates more than a few
uplift over the cruel, substance holed in the truth
but the truth can appear in so many changing forms
angles worn, delay the norm, race with what came ashore
Days turn to hazy storms
Remember what you're playing for
In the end, this game is yours
I know we'll find a way
To a much brighter day
We all fall asleep but I am wide awake
There's no time to waste
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6. |
Build
03:56
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Two arms and two feet
Two legs and two hands
What you do with it, is the journey of a true man
Socket wrench, pliers and a little bit of grease
Fixing up the tires, 4 plug to slip off the piece
drift off to peace and come back to hard work and sweat
and if you learn something then you know it's a debt
We settle for the less, and hoping we can live off it
But a lesson that I take is that you can build off it
Chorus:
I'm trying to build something, something you can feel rushing
Something you can see, when you breathe leave you still buzzing
Don't tell me it's real cousin, cuz real is still bluffing
And we are stuck in motion, hoping for the chill coming
I'm trying to build something, mountains, hills upping
To a different peak that we seek and we still lunging
No longer can I take being sealed in the dungeon
It's time to levitate to a place, let me build something
They say to make a garden grow you gotta know the basics
Seeds instead of weeds and a fertile location
And in this occasion I'm using those paces
To glorify the time to fly and playing no favorites
Tell me how the scene is, embellishing a cheap trick
They say they wanna help you but they don't really mean it
Acting like a scenester, but everything I seen stirs
Conjured images that could turn up into mean words
But that ain't me sir
I'm not here to complain
just wanna challenge and put some air in the veins
If you wanna struggle then I dare you to change
But silence is the muffle for all affairs that we claim
Paint me as a villain, but I need to tell the children
That you can be the cure to all the hell in the village
And if you call it underground then we can call it anything
Have to go defend the king always time to pass the ring
Don't need the raps to sting, just to need to be conflictive
Call it how you see it and there's no time for restriction
No way you catch me slippin when I'm fitted in the rhythm
In the end we can transcend all effects of our decisions
Chorus
Humans need to procreate, just a fact of nature
proper ways to motivate, and open up the golden gate
And just in case you're curious I represent the sota state
The place with such a cold case we laugh at all the snowflakes
Building up the igloos with a lake full of issues
what you build's a legacy, you can't take it with you
until the bite hits you, a starry night gets you
a frozen hip, broken lips, a tin full of fish food
Ginsu, chop it up, calling what sent you
for all of us rent's due
The toll bell played
Now we motel 8, but I won't sell face
Cuz what's on the horizon is a soul-dwell phase
Being so well trained is a zone self-saved
Working at the lumberyard, never more the undercard
Heading for the fucking stars, it's such a cliche
But let me show you what I can build Today
Chorus
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7. |
NUTZ
02:07
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Beady Eyes, soft coat, fidget tail
On a new journey, set sail
Let me watch ya, wander
up and over snow mountains, no doubting
delicate feet never leave ya so grounded
whoa balance, keep in tact
pile high gourmet, keep in stacks
no lean-to, but the tree's your shack
did we know that?
I mean while we sleep, you go pack
Same routine as far as you go back
But life expectancy not quite protecting thee
Spreading seeds past the front lawn seam
While you gnaw off weeds
But can't get caught on that street it's a flatline
Flattened by the rubber 'til the skin gets smothered
No wonder, you're finnicky, everything's so big
Your entire existence seen through the lens of a kid
Racing thru a plant forest with rocks and twigs
Hopping on the branches with that zipnut jig
Never heard you make a noise
Never seen you fight a fly
But I seen ya get nuts, like baby ride or die!
My o My, how the tiny could rise
Keebler Elfs gonna get bit in their sides
Twitch, Twitch, Twitch, or maybe Itch, Itch, Itch
and the golfers really hate you on the pitch, pitch, pitch
So switch it up, you move way too fast
You're the Usain Bolt through them blades of grass
Scurry to the bushes, that's your favorite dash
Quick plate of pistache, running wires with a playful panache
That's the M.O. kiddo
Watch you eat your stash like an entree of skittles
Even though you're little I know your pride's stone chiseled
Survival of the fickle when the grindstone trickles
Don't blame you for avoiding those icicles
With soft furry claws that might be quite brittle
Ditto, I know you're hungry as a hippo
But do your dance with every grand weeping willow
I look at you and think the fur's fluffy like a pillow
Wanna wave to you but you never say hello
You live in our yard, home is stuck like velcro
I'm reaching out with no tweet or cellphone
I guess you're thinking, "Colin stop tripping"
But what would I do if I was in your position?
It's Like, what would I do if I was in your position?
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8. |
Killing
03:15
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Jim was a grandpa, settled in the northwoods
Numb to pain,none to gain,ever since he lost his foot
But he called the country roots cuz his life was the soil
Lived a bland day, but the brain's in turmoil
Kept the words loyal had a daughter so sweet
That she would stop by and hug him, love him every week
She had a hubby and a little one, Jim's grandson
Not more than six, so adored in every pic
and Jim loved the little guy, but gave him the hardest time
I guess Jim thought that good men are hard to find
Training up the toddler with respect and some posture
And if he got sick, Jim would take him to the doctor
He felt the need to do it, cuz emotions get bothered
And truth be told, jim didn't like the kids father
He hated him, anxiety was razor thin
Such a cold heart, that he could never really take him in
He kept the mouth closed, knowing it was not his place
But waited for the day when he could punch him in the face
Jim kept a jar in the garage, with formaldehyde
His severed foot is what could be found inside
A token to the past of wartime and bombs blast
and he watched so many die, life took a long crash
and he just woke up with a breath the throat clutched
Mad at anything cuz he had to be so tough
Chorus:
They say life can change in an instant
But that's the result of the way we make decisions
We are who we are, many shades, so different
Actions speak loudest and make the biggest imprint
We know life can change in an instant
And that's what we learn from experience and wisdom
We are who we are, despite our intentions
but actions speak loudest and make the biggest imprint
So much time alone, the trees became his best friends
along with whiskey and gin, spilling out the tin
Feeling real about to binge, instead he peeling out to end
and every sky he sees is bent with a neverending twinge
It's a hell on earth, where he fell off first
and the stump of his leg could always swell on burst
And it hurts, but he still takes the day to work
wields the blades with curves and makes creative furs
But one night his daughter came back from the shack
All bruised and black, clear victim of attack
Jim didn't say a word cuz the kid was asleep
In fact, he didn't even murmur for a week
Took a ride to hubby's house said he went hunting
And there's no doubt he was about to kill something
Opened up the door with the hubby in recliner
One shot, hubby's sitting in the downstairs diner
Chorus
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Analyrical:
Grab the snorkel just to feel immortal
reach the portal
Heart can spar with mind, until divide, no time to peace the quarrel
Beefin with no reason but the balance isn't even
leaving talent in the region it's a calculated grievance
But we sink into the meaning, feeding curious to cynical
Until you reach the summit, there's no way to know the pinnacle
cylindrical in interval but when it spins in full
Stuck in empty mixed with dull, receptors just pinch the skull
I'm a writer to the core, but killing cyphers with a score
When I'm spitting in the booth, feels like lightning hit the boards
I'm a figher lifting swords
Heavy titan fit with horns
Steady striking leave ya bore
like shoplifting in a store
War, that's what it means to be a vet
A spider making webs, you know I weave a silhouette
Leave 'em wet, so depressed, hold a sesh, know you vexed
This fresh midwest vibe
We call it Minnesota Bedstuy!
Chorus:
I try to keep it literal
But mind's too deep keep sifting through the mineral
Hard to define or design in general
But we hear the truth in every line, every syllable
We take it to the space age, everything is digital
Fresh in the approach and all quotes are seminal
Stealing music is the norm, nothing really criminal
I just hope what I wrote never turns INVISIBLE
NL:
You've installed the latest update, a play list upgrade, the dessert to your lunch tray/
While some say, they live their life on a runway and let their gun spray/
it's all a waste/
they aint haulin weight or whippin raw for cake/
It's an invisible fantasy.
I'll paint a literal canopy of my minimalist anarchy/
Every syllable on this tapestry combines to fill in my mastery, making em say "uhhh" like master p/
Watch as I disassemble what you fabricate,
I'm no less than nimble at a frantic pace/
You claim to go lynch mode for the fans you fake/
It's simple you can't escape, like you in Gitmo turning pantywaste when a panic breaks
Chorus
NL:
this isn't to riddle you/
we should get rid of who, isn't true/
No interview/
You unaware what you living through/
the mising clue, if you compare the given two
it's like setting off flares in your living room/
ME:
You can see me in your in sights
I'm not one to cheat the plight
I just wonder if we right, delaying a massive strike
use an acid test to see the words upon the page
we never turn invisible like ninjas on a raid
Chorus
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10. |
AIR
03:21
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They on that tricky tip
That ish is icky ick
I train your brain and do the math baby arithmetic
You wanna flame then flick a bic
or spliff a whick
Bathe in oil catch a wicked drip
before I come extinguish it
Searching for a motif
Never keep it lowkey
Feeling god just like loki, holy
Moly, sota's only doting
homie so I can tame these phonies
Get a fresh drink, just like sobe
Well trained I am kenobi
I slice 'em up shinobi
I'm gearing up a roadie
backseat writing, weaving, driving
we be gliding, seeking, finding
each enlivened with a peak insid 'em
stuck with the dreams beside 'em
Control the sea, poseidon
me and my soul be reunited
Why would I think to fight it
I am the best, you can't deny it
Chorus:
Starting from a single stream
Yes I form my own regime
I don't know about you
But i am destined to be a king
Flowing from a single stream
Holding on to golden dreams
I be rolling, showing
The scene what being dopest means
Finding angles, protractor
So many goals to go after
I've grown to be a dope rapper
So fear for me must be no factor
Sitting on top of a prizm depicting
the vision I'm given and sending in sentence
The pennace is hinting the enemy's tipping
So frantically spinning I damage and hit 'em
Leave bandages splitting the man on a mission
Keep cramming precision with vanity missing
A spanning description of sanity's image
So just understand I'm eventually winning
Alright y'all silly sally's
No need to dilly dally
I'm sipping mexicali feeling extra rowdy
Shots of patron
Off of the dome
You already know, I got the cajones
Competing is not even even I'm leading
the race by several lengths
I look inside your eyes to see that you are not the rivalry
Too hot for y'all to try and breathe, I tear it open, find the seam
Look me up, book it up
How long y'all think I cooked this stuff?
ain't giving out no hooks or roughs
Just Masters from a master, so calm down you bastards
You can't chop my stature, I'm heading for the rafters
I'll speak with y'all after
Chorus
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Analyrical Minneapolis
Lyricist/Songwriter from Saint Paul,MN. Analyrical grew up in a hotbed of hip-hop talent and made a name as renowned freestyler and battler. Retired from battling, the only focus now is putting out GREAT music. His group Common Labor is an organic musical experiment which stretches conventional genre labels. Always looking to improve, ANA is a veteran with a strong voice & presence as a leader ... more
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