VERSE 1: Digest the grunge soak down the sponge Deep to the thick of the rhythm I plunge I will not float nor sink to the moat I invoke old flames and burn down the boat It’s all so simple and yet I’m complex Hours to begin but just a minute to fresh I re-pro-duce thoughts to live flesh When the rhythm goes stale it’s time to refresh Revamp the muse motivate the views Rotate the tires and rewire the fuse Remove no identity create to improve With beat street audio thus the crush groove Bust enough move and you can see free Just to prove you adjust and just be Trust me > I elevate to rhythms unknown Planet rock electro ozone HOOK: They’ve known the pro-gressions I zone where home lessens I’m prone to scatter sessions of tones in professions I’m known to batter clones and hone my own essence I’ve shown the microphone I’ve grown and own presence Flash the next sentence in this audible code (now) This verse dispersed from a volatile mode (how) To follow me will be the best probable road For I have no bluff the rest call it or fold This is not labeled individual resale Fresh produce new fruits to unveil It’s a damfam jam from the thirdy3rd rail Audio vision you touch and see Braille Shrink wrap bottle nose evidence barcode Think back all of those reminisce hard road Long time comin last stretch runnin Still upon the beaten path fast chest drummin VERSE 2: Split second explode - shatter the mold Articles particles atoms of gold I am a fathom of soul advanced half of the whole Conquer the math of all I walk the path I told Cold war open door the whole map of the globe Recite satellite sight portal orbital probe Controlled - self explorable mode Infinity drift via midi soul code Behold the headphone broadcast measure Monitor the audio contrast pleasure Observing the text vocabs in a tether Translator reflex hold gabs in together I mastered the letters forecasted the weather Way before the peace project casted to nether There’s no stopping there’s no poppin There’s no lockin and we stay rockin' HOOK

HOOK: Satellite radio one two three Satellite radio fall to the def Satellite radio is now on air Satellite radio fall to the def Satellite radio one two three Satellite radio fall to the def Satellite radio all hail Braille Satellite radio fall to the def VERSE 1: Foot prints fossilize granite Every step that I may take embedded in the planet I march so you can see the gamut Outer range telescope satellite commanded It’s water guzzle down pure Unadulterated plated puzzle the obscure The world needs a cure with some fresh produce Vinyl junkie microphones dungeon plagued sewer Sound effect check blown headphone wreck Drum and bass air wave don’t sweat the tech Redirect the intellect drag analog cassette Elevated tape deck digi-catalog set Low tones minor electric diner food Synthesize earth live thirdy3rd zoo With a fresh start I must introduce those Reproduce on satellite radio HOOK) VERSE 2: Blank media to write override brain Memory won’t exist over time frame Minimal gigabyte live it right now Permanent empty file watch it rinse from the main Frame uncontained a vision full of thought A handful of nothing proving all of which what you brought Stained by the rot maintained by the shock Retain it by the way in of a vein without a shot The blood runs thick but the water runs dry Paper thin creative mind tunnel televised The video is why the radio has died Not another day of tolerance goes by The gates swing wide but only one way And the only reason to keep em live well I got some things to say Make way the audio has one breath left Satellite radio fall to the def

Fresh produce in cassette decks fresh Pump up the volume amplify def Water the plantlife electrified flesh Pressure in the blood high breathe fresh High definition full blown with fidelity Ear drums blown and we’re def with the melody Definite hype definitely with the mic Def with the record and the drum beats go like

Refuse to go with no fight Protest rebel lion jungle unite My sign my picket my stance my sight Stop a tank in its tracks with my feet my right We lose if don’t prove strong March with the people as a whole move on My voice my word my verse my song I Strike till the day that I’m gone Armstrong And my word reverberates earth Heard through the mighty audibles of all worth This shine this time is mine this mind Fall in line and fossil the dirt and reverse By all means all spirits reflect All peaceful poverty and wealthy connect One life one live one body we step One love under God - one - respect (Hook) I telescope the present from a future state of thought Illustrated with a frustrated underrated verse I satellite points in the character of Braille But they fail to see the way they can touch this earth They’ve chain linked society so none can get in Stained glass made of plastic elastic church Synthetic social classes where none can get out Suddenly I see the masses amass this burst There’s not much to say that isn’t already seen I preach to the choir as I inhale rage When the reservoir is dry and the levee holds nothin It’ll crumble from monotony decipher the page In the method of a stage I speak to be heard Teach to each beach and reach beyond word I may preach to the choir but they sing the same tune It’s the same old song stay tuned its high noon (HOOK) I crash with the current currently I meet the shore Drawn back from reality I have realized my worth I look into the vastness crash this current Currently I will get past this and last this earth I sit in front of sunset in the AM on the west bank > With twelve hours to kill I feel the strain > My chest tank empty depressed blank My beat rhythm less faulted by pain Drained, exhausted bound to the wedge Revolution one unhurriedly it spreads I now have reached my purpose As I dangle from unstable edge The able ledge unable to label my dreads More able though to crack beneath my feet And send me tumble rumbling and crumbled in defeat More or less I feel the humbling I now realize my worth A grain of sand encompassed in the panic of this - earth

HOOK Take me home to a happy place Where I can breathe and walk the way That I believe will heal my future And watch the sea wash it all away Point my path to the right direction Where I can see by the clear of day And hope that the cold won’t blow me dim And trigger my blues from the hues of gray VERSE We can move to a fairytale With our mood we can swing our soul We can paint the pictures of nineteen Seventy six in gold We can stand together strong Stay close we can beat the cold (take hold) We can sing the songs of freedom With a little bit of rock n roll (break the mold) We can pure out the rhythm move With our smooth we can flatten earth (worse) We can douse the flames of a government With the innocence of rebirth (birth) We can dig deep with a pair of bare hands For our kids we can pave the road We can achieve nirvana (nirvana) I teeter on the whim of an ode (let me go) HOOK

Will you be here tomorrow? Or will you leave me today? Will I be hurting tomorrow? Or will this pain go away Feel the sting this blood in my heart? Pump backwards to the tip of the dart Metal to the veins with the peddle to the pains Water flood rains rigid pluck of the harp Felt beyond soul crumbling apart A pocket in my rib cage empty and plain You can find my rhythm if you can feel my starve Breakdown bleed flushed from my vein Water flood rains tear drops my cheek Never do I look around and ask God why I’ve walked the many trails and foot print the path But I never seem to find my own way to fly But this I know my thoughts and my feel Make sure to keep it real tucked within the ill Kept to feel sick look to find fix But I’m tired and I’m drained so just sit still When does it stop the anger and the ache? The calm of the rage just before the quake The offset rhythm with no step to take The sidewalk never ends so I just wait The side I walk it seems to never end Lost in the journey just beyond the bend Too far to turn back too late to save friends This is - my side - walk that never ends Will you be here tomorrow? Or will you leave me today? Will I be hurting tomorrow? Or will this pain go away So many come and too many leave Drain my pulse from the veins in my sleeve I live by the word none left behind - But they’re unlike me this I believe High on the ridge I inspect the bridge Burning on the side from the way that you have come You can find my person if you can feel my starve But I don’t make fire I’m water to the sun Burn if you must then, you walk the bridge I’ll take the long route down through the river And I’ll climb back up to meet the other side And hopefully you’ll cross safe with self and more guide It’s hard to walk alone and I’ve grown To understand strength in others to build home They say no man is an island that’s known Evaluate self and find your way home Will you be here tomorrow? Or will you leave me today? Will I be hurting tomorrow? Or will this pain go away Don’t look back they tell me to press on Pack the bags move forward and walk But I’m peering over shoulders and feeling the stress gone That’s the drag lose brothers in thought Keep walking the plank one day you’ll find the end With a quick step of the deep stumbled in need And when you find rock bottom and you can’t find them Look back God speed believe and be freed When does it stop the anger and the ache? The calm of the rage just before the quake The offset rhythm with no step to take The sidewalk never ends so I just wait The side I walk it seems to never end Lost in the journey just beyond the bend Too far to turn back too late to save friends This is - my side - walk that never ends Will you be here tomorrow? Or will you leave me today? Will I be hurting tomorrow? Or will this pain go away

HOOK: I close my eyes and open my soul Spread my wings and hope to fly but I Fold my arms eyes fixed on the sidewalk Defeat repeats heart beats in a tight not > I might not always stay on course Cause I’m side winding unnecessary negative force > I might shock the world one day > stay tuned as I fade away to gray I’m saving daylight with forward movement On with the groove move towards improvement I’m battered weathered weak from the storm Bound to the earth humbled by the norm > I may fall but I will not break Skin may tear and I will make mistakes > My take is that I meet fate I will swear by my left while my right hand hates > I wait for no man to move On with the groove illuminating in the view > You prove that you will never change Everyday same thing every day’s the same > I blame no one but me Falling victim to my identity > I see not but not eye level Out of range changed high off the treble HOOK Say what you say embed it in my head Short term memory low in this head of dreads > Mostly to shed away things I’m bothered by Times I suppress like biological father I Don’t push feelings to the back with a purpose They find the first path on my sleeve on my surface > If you could understand I’m trying to do the best I can I’m trying to close the curtains on the stage of my circus > I write a verse for myself to move On with the groove illuminating in the view > Still I prove that I will never change Everyday same thing every day’s the same > I blame no one but me Falling victim to my identity > I see not but not eye level Out of range changed I am not the rebel HOOK How may I beat my pulse now I’m flying at half mast Frayed at the edges flapping at winds pass Too fast I stand still circles move around me Eyes wet mouth dry just short of boundary > I’m on the outside searching for my inner My spirit my soul my life control From within my skin daily my blood gets thinner My body too weak I’m to beat and too cold I close my eyes and open my soul Spread my wings and hope to fly but I Fold my arms staring at the sidewalk Focus on the pain in my chest with a bright thought > I might not always stay on course Cause I’m side winding unnecessary negative force > I might rock the world one day > stay tuned as I pave the way HOOK

I am the antenna Armstrong satellite Southwestern version of northern lights Orbit flights seminal conscious Staring down the barrel of my own esophagus Tin foil rabbit ear satellite Dear I say I broadcast audio You know the ledge it’s addictive viral Once you’re your caught you’re hooked its bible move faster concrete flow Smooth out gravity might go slow Solidify cavity microphone Transmit calamity anatomy known Pulse via rhythm satellite sight Eight arm tentacle medical grown Electrify those who have died Resurrect the lyric now all the way live Bring back the golden age boom bap metaphor Think back to olden days zoom back then nevermore Forever you’re touched by the grime Analog freak show in digital times The reason rhyme I’m elevator of the mind Radiate invade it in a cadence I shine One with the sun reflect my flare Technicolor audio respect my glare Satellite emerging version 3.0 Download the astronomical phenomenal flow Atomic comet atmosphere Smoke funnel riveting in the horizon clear

Finally I’ve got fifteen minutes First be heard next my face mixed in it Expressionless bo tox face lift plastic Nose job drastic not yet finished All I need now is a driver and pilot A new attitude new do to style it A manager an agent head shot stylist I could use a scandal paparazzi high list Celebrity pamper me dare the red carpet Edgy dangerous tabloid target I stick strict to a low carb diet The glam life lime light it crowd market Image is a terrible thing to waste So I stay up in the latest in the wake of new taste Top of the A list set a steady pace So they race and they chase ‘til there’s bullets in my face Publicity stunt step number one Run in with the cops with some pot and a gun Rotated every minute when on VH1 This is Hollywood son the land of been there and done But I aint the one I’m steady building my name I’ve got Writers, stylers, biters, and no shame I am a marketing machine in this game And I’m out for only one thing fame

HOOK: Parallel > the wind and sea set sail Diversely unified call it vision and Braille Parallel leveled in the sunset rise Absorbed by the beautiful shine by my side Parallel > the wind and sea set sail Diversely unified call it vision and Braille Parallel leveled in the sunset rise Inevitable night light side by side (HOOK) Like Gemini’s > a pair for both eyes Parallel world body soul mind collides Artistic revise musically reprised Painting other planets with the earth and the skies A new birth to wise and hearts to keep brave With the rhythm of living each night will hold days This is the life growth and strength nourished A rebirth of living call it wisdom and courage The reality is this no tree can match height For they may never climb if they can’t catch light It’s the moon and the sun one orbital course Spacing out time with a spiraling force The source of all energy enough for all replenishing Vanishing from negative repetitive so menacing Unlimiting symmetry looping through the bend Both ends extend with no uniform my friend (HOOK) Like high tides > gravitational rise The moon is full at work again with oceanic ties Parallel wave rides shore line traveling Quiver of the ocean all into gathering Fathomless in general who can really tell Gallons by the billion always travel each swell Each trail shall never go unpaved for the tale Life living call it vision and Braille Unveil the parallel discover a new wealth A ricochet image on the pupil of thy self Reflective eye lens bouncing back like a mirror The echo in its vision seen for miles still clear Serenity draws the tear > palms clutch the coming The future is upon us I walk for the long running Why rush? The energy will always be in rhythm Save pace for the race father time will cut the ribbon (HOOK) Like Gemini’s > a pair both eyes Parallel world body soul mind collides Artistic revise musically reprised Painting every step with the sound of lullabies Hearing them flutter by the color of butterflies Décor identical wing synchronized Behold the eyes of a new soul combined Anchored to the verse of sight endless in time You can taste life and never really live it Without the sacrifice of price felt when you give it You can touch life and always keep it vivid Powered by the sacrifice of Christ every visit Real life > impartially lives upon a pair Obviously opposite but common ground is there Balance is life and death resting on our days Beyond any phase time coming of age

My seed, planted, roots, stab into her planet Time to walk upright, steady feet understand it I brand it with one name, perfection God planned it Connection etched in blood, next stage, page one... The rise of a new son I fatherhood movement Every stone along the run, I step toward improvement You’d have never seen it comin’ one blink my wings hummin’ From inside a dim mind, light heart, heavy summon The beat I keep drummin’ hold the rhythm to my family I’ve got to walk upright so that my feet understand me Forward is the energy I keep my soul grounded Now my spirit unlimited, satellite unbounded I’ve found it; my window open wide let the sound in Profound it... keeps my rough edges well rounded Surrounded, by love I hold good folks around him My roots dig deep so that my feet will always ground him HOOK/VERSE It’s difficult you say trying to stand alone Trying to walk without a guide no hand to lend you home I’d like to think I pave the way with every hand I own And every step that I may take is hope to land me home But if I sigh before I die and never wake from where I lie Hopefully that will me to me my life is satisfied That I’ve grown old and known to show my blood will not divide From seed to seed we generate this family with pride But know the ledge my bio fathers line will end with me A new dawn for my name my son will carry me His mother my drive the reason I survive The push that rises every sun for wake to see my eyes Like Gemini’s > a pair for both sides Unpaved cornerstone homegrown ties The roots the veins the presence and the pain The blood the essence the family and the name The vine’s so thin life dangles on a limb Careful is the path of walk of life until the end But how do we begin when my line of blood is scarred From preceding generations family trees have no regard My mother is my blood; my step father’s my direction My brothers are my life wife and son is my reflection My family is my podium I always stand behind them Looking out beyond my circle love will always find them Dedicated, the times will always bind them American family multi cultures blind the mind then I feel as if my duties represent to walk the line for them Just to remind them who I am I am a son a brother a father and a husband A friend that sometimes went away but still knows how it was then Imperfect, habitual, but still I know perfection I am a man family my blood is my reflection HOOK/VERSE Well here it is ma, I’ve planted my own verse now Roots to the soil to the earth to the birth now Who’s watching I gotta walk upright now Three decades on the planet as of right now Light house I am the beacon The satellite sight home sweet home seekin’ I can see it now I read it from the tree and cloud Perfect combination for the sun and earth feed it now I lead it now her foot prints beside me Perfect combination for the sun and earth to guide me Hopefully I hold the rhythm given to provide me The perfect combination of the blood and love inside me I see clear within perspective Clear to see the trail is rough, raw and respective Unpaved cornerstone grown Roots to soil to the earth I’m home

I just need to write let the program Compose of my thoughts reflect of no man Complex of my simple mind of my clutter Gazin’ closed windows of my shutter I just need to write need to clear head Those of my nature bleed till near dead Believe what fear said fight or flight now Relieved to hear meds in sight and right now I just need to write read and let go Ready set go release and let go If it returns then it was meant to learn And teach my heart how it feels to burn I just need to write let the program Compose of my thoughts reflect of no man Complex of my simple mind of my clutter Gazin’ closed windows of my shutter I just need to write organize pain Repair of my tracks of thought for my train If not for my brain at least for my act I’ve got to retain some piece of my fact I just need to write unblock the road Unlock the mind one come rock the show Walk the ledge of know to the beat of my drum Talk to let em know that my freedom is one