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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:55:00 GMT -5
Coming Soon
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:55:27 GMT -5
My December
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
This is my December
This is my snow covered home
This is my December
This is me alone
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you
Feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the
Things I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
These are my snow covered dreams
This is me pretending
This is all I need
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all
The things I said
To make you feel like that
And I
Just wish that
I didn't feel
Like there was
Something I missed
And I
Take back all the things
I said to you
And I give it all away
Just to have
Somewhere to go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
This is my December
This is my time of the year
This is my December
This is all so clear
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
And I give it all away
Just to have somewhere
To go to
Give it all away
To have someone
To come home to
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:55:54 GMT -5
High Voltage (Remix)
You know what I mean
You could put a label on a life,
Put a label on a lifestyle
Sometimes...
You know
Put a label on how you wake up every morning
And go to bed at night
Hybrid
I’ve been diggin into crates ever since I was livin in space
Before the ratrace, before monkeys had human traits
I mastered numerology and bigbang theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Invented the mic so I could start blessin it
Chincheckin kids to make my point like an impressionist
Many men have tried to shake us
But I twist mic cords in double helixes and show them what I’m made of
I buckle knees like leg braces
Cast the spell of instrumental-ness and all of you emcees who hate us
So you can try on,
Leave you without a shoulder to cry on
From now to infinity let icons be bygones
I fire bomb ghostly notes haunt this
I tried threats but moved on to a promise
I stomp **** with or without an accomplice
And run the gauntlet with whoever that wants this
High Voltage
The unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
Akira, I put a kink in the backbones of clones with microphones
Never satisfy my rhyme jones
Sprayin bright day over what you might say
My Blood type's Krylon Technicolor type A
On highways ride with road rage
Cages of wind and cages of tin that bounce all around
Surround sound
Devouring the scene
Subliminal gangrene paintings
Over while the same thing
Sing song karaoke copy bull****
Break bones verbally with sticks and stone tactics
Fourth dimension, combat convention
Write rhymes at ease while the track stands at attention
Meant to put you away with the pencil
Pistol, official, 16 line a rhyme missile
While you risk your all, I pick out all your flaws
Spin rah, blah blah blah
You can say you saw
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
And like the rock and rap
You know what I mean
People act like you know
Wow that’s a new invention
That shits brand new
We're constantly evolving
It is constantly changing
Sometimes...
There's a lot of change
Everybody's always up with labels
There ain’t no label for this ****
They're always gonna try to put a label on it
Try to create something
So they can water it down
Sometimes I feel like a prophet
Misunderstood
Under the gun like a new disease
Sometimes I feel like a prophet
Misunderstood
Under the gun like a new disease
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
High Voltage
The Unforgettable sound
High Voltage
Bringing you up and taking you down
High Voltage
Coming at you from every side
High Voltage
Making the rhythm and rhyme collide
You know what I mean, you can put a label on a lifestyle
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:56:20 GMT -5
Esaul
Riding with a head full of bodies are red
And when this x is still stuck in my head
But misled doing the things I do would make you never wanna come back
But an all front attack, so you could never run from that
Being trapped in this beau, some that I never wanted to do
But through it all you've got to see that what I want to be
Is over the pen again letting it out of me
In the center of the day in the dream, seeing all my thoughts
Getting lost in between, realizing one that the way to the sea
And the killing and again are in the head with the screams
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
We're gonna be crushed when it all falls apart
Going in the hollow, hoping that you won't know
The strain it puts to me, seeing what you've done
And consequently I've run away, just hitting again
Within the boundaries of an anguish
Want me to say this, but you're dragging me down
Lost in the chaos being tossed around
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the head again i'm going blind
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the head again i'm going blind
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
You
Try to take the best of me
Go away
You
Try to take the best of me
Go away
You
Try to take the best of me
Go away
You
Try to take the best of me
GO AWAY
You
Try to take the best of me, go away
You
Try to take the best of me, go away
You
Try to take the best of me, go away
You
Try to take the best of me, go away
I wanna live in another place
Where no one can say that I live for them
I wanna be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
Shut up
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the head again i'm going blind
Singing again to myself, a head full of hectic
Hope that some day you'll regret this
Everything's the wrong place, the wrong time
Adding to the head of mine, i'm going blind
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:56:45 GMT -5
It's Going Down (Featuring Linkin Park)
I knew I was being threatened
Do you think it’s worth holding out?
I mean I’ve heard some pretty ugly things about those guys
Ugly stories
Watch them flee
Watch them flee
Rap up
Watch them flee
Hip-Hop hits
And you do it like this
It’s going down
The rhythm projects ‘round the next sound
Reflects the complex hybrid dialect now
Detect the mesh of many elements compressed down
The melting pot of a super-futureesque style
The combination of a vocal caress
With lungs that gasp for breath
From emotional stress
With special effects
And a distorted collage
Carefully lodged between beats of rhythmic barrage
It’s going down
The logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now it’s going down
A logical progression on the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take u on a an audible odyssey
Now it’s going down
Put put put it up
It said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It’s going down
Put put it up
It said it go- go- goes like this
And you do it like this
Its going down
Once again it is
Composed sentences all together venomous
The four elements of natural force
Projected daily through the sound of the source
Everybody on board with this blend
The sword with the pen
The mightiest is the weapons
Swinging right from the chin
The elevate of mental states
Long gone with the wind
To defend men for shoddy imitation pretends
It’s going down
Stalence emulation readily
Trekking through the weaponry
Of the pure pedigree
Cleverly seeing through whatever is ahead of me
Whatever the weather be
We invent the steadily
It’s going down to sub-terrestrial high
I rhyme regiment that’s calling the shots
Execution of collaborative plots
Ready to bring the separation of style to a stop
It’s going down
A logical progression on a the timeline
The separation narrowed down to a fine line
To blur the edges so they blend together properly
Take you on an audible odyssey
Now, it’s going down
Put put put it up
It said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It’s going down
Put put it up
It said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It’s going down
X-men ‘bout to blast of world wide
Yo it’s request only
X- men ‘bout to blast of world wide
It’s built from scratch
Album in stores soon
‘Bout to blast off world wide
And you do it like this
It’s going down
Put put put it up
It said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It’s going down
Put put it up
It said it goes like this
And you do it like this
It’s going down
Like this...
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:57:04 GMT -5
Morning After
Caught up against the war again
Time to chill in the bar again
Never seize to amaze in minds
So I just sleep sleep sleep please don't
Wake me till the morning after
Wake me till the morning after
Cut my peace by the flower again
Lick my wounds like a dove again
Is that a light at the end of the tunnel
That I see I see please let it be but don't
Wake me till the morning after
Wake me till the morning after
Wake me till the morning after
Oh I'm so tired there has got to be an end
to the pain I feel when I'm
awake and alive alive alive
alive and not dreamin'
Caught up against the war again
Time to chill in the bar again
Is that a light at the end of the tunnel
That I see I see please let it be but don't
Wake me till the morning after
Wake me till the morning after
Wake me till the morning after
Oh I'm so tired there has got to be an end
to the pain I feel when I'm
Awake and alive alive alive
Alive and not dreamin'
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:57:23 GMT -5
Super Xero
What do I do to ignore what’s behind me?
Do I follow my fate to escape blindly?
Do I hide my pride away from these bad dreams
And give in to sad thoughts that are maddening?
Do I let it go and try to stand it?
Or do I try to catch them red-handed?
Do I trust some and get fooled by phoniness
Or do I trust none and live in loneliness?
Sunlight burns the skin of sleeping men
I make the right moves but I'm lost within
I put on my daily facade but then
I just end up getting hurt again
By myself (myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself
(myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself
I can't hold on
To what I want when I'm stretched so thin
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
If I
Turn my back I'm defenseless
And to give into fate seems senseless
If I hide my pride and let it all go on then they'll
Take from me till everything is gone
If I let them go I'll be outdone
But if I try to catch them I'll be outrun
If I'm killed by the questions like a cancer
Then I'll be buried in the silence of the answer
By myself (myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself
(myself)
I ask why, but in my mind
I find I can't rely on myself
I can't hold on
To what I want when I'm stretched so thin
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
How do you think, that I've lost so much
Always afraid, that I'm out of touch
How do you expect, I will know what to do
When all I know, is what you tell me to
Don't you (know)
I can't tell you how to make it (go)
No matter what I do how hard I (try)
I can't seem to convince myself (why)
I'm stuck on the outside
Don't you (know)
I can't tell you how to make it (go)
No matter what I do how hard I (try)
I can't seem to convince myself (why)
I'm stuck on the outside
I can't hold on
To what I want when I'm stretched so thin
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure sinking in
I can't hold on
To what I want when I'm stretched so thin
It's all too much to take in
I can't hold on
To anything watching everything spin
With thoughts of failure from with
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Post by Mr. Hendrickson™ on Sept 1, 2003 18:57:47 GMT -5
Vertical Limit
Forfeit the game, stop the talk show.
Product the one, your intaught to know.
Forfeit the game, 'cause tomorrow
When its all done, you reap what you sow.
You love the way, I look at you
While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through
You take away, if I give in, my life, my pride is broken
You like to think you're never wrong (You live what you've learnt)
You have to act like you're so much (You live what you've learnt)
You want someone to hurt like you (You live what you've learnt)
You want to share what you've been through (You live what you've learnt)
You love the things, I say I do
The way I hurt myself again just to get back at you
You take away, when I give in, my life, my pride is broken
You like to think you're never wrong (You live what you've learnt)
You have to act like you're so much (You live what you've learnt)
You want someone to hurt like you (You live what you've learnt)
You want to share what you've been through (You live what you've learnt)
Yo yo!
Forfeit the game, stop the talk show
Product the one, your intaught to know
Forfeit the game, 'cause tomorrow
When it's all done, you reap what you sow
Forfeit the game, stop the talk show
Product the one, your intaught to know
Forfeit the game, 'cause tomorrow
When it's all done, you reap what you sow
You like to think you're never wrong (You live what you've learnt)
You have to act like you're so much (You live what you've learnt)
You want someone to hurt like you (You live what you've learnt)
You want to share what you've been through (You live what you've learnt)
You like to think you're never wrong (You live what you've learnt)
You have to act like you're so much (You live what you've learnt)
You want someone to hurt like you (You live what you've learnt)
You want to share what you've been through (You live what you've learnt)
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