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Till Then​.​.​.

by ManeLine

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1.
Intro 01:26
2.
Voices 03:14
Cuts “What ya know about…?” Bridge Choices everywhere that I turn And all these voices are what leave me concerned Mane Rok- Lucifer to my left lets lies loose I need to learn Never knew something this cold could also burn Fighting the urge no more lighting the herbs And in writing these words know what I like and prefer Right and wrong distinguished but how do you see this Does what they tell me really contain life secrets Squimish ‘cause all the answers got me wondering How much stock do I put in this option on the other hand Reality to my right I realize what’s righteous Unlike those that tell me to live in his likeness I might just fight this to play the devil’s advocate Ain’t having it ‘cause everything they say is inadequate How’d they manage to get inside of me modern society Not surprisingly isn’t gonna leave quietly ‘cause all of these suckas are raising a ruckus And these are the voices I’m seemingly stuck with Chorus I hear voices (x2) (think about it, think about it) In my ear is where I hear them (do this-do that) Cuts What you know about…? Bridge InkLine I’ve learned the hard way nearly all of my life And I heard what ya’ll say what’s wrong and what’s right And I-always seem to be causing a fight Drawing a thin line between the dark and the light And with all of my might I try to go with that gut feeling Follow my heart it seems I’m anything but willing It’s suicide with the demons inside and Skeletons in my closet, yeah the whole nine and being a Gemini gotta deal with both sides how can I lose fighting myself, I dunno why? it’s going down I face the facts with a nose dive and hit the ground quick fast from a slow ride choices come and go, but mistakes don’t die you gotta live with them, deal with the realism and all of the sudden life ain’t so simple is it when the voices in your head done built a mental prison Chorus Bridge Outro (Cuts) What to do? Where to turn? How many times? Whose concerned? When will it go down? Why ain’t it happen yet? Should we go now? Have you passed the test?
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Chorus (From this moment on) From this moment on, beyond our control we know that everything ain’t made of gold (From this moment on) From this moment on we on another level suited up and read(y) to go (From this moment on) From this moment we gone out on a limb and we might not ever make it home (From this moment on) From this moment on it’s all in what we know gotta do more than just set the goal (from this moment on) Scratches-Get on up! InkLine From here on out I got one up on the game ‘cause my main man Mane put me up on some thangs We been at it so hard I think my brain is strained But the homie Spoke In Wordz smoked some herb for the pain I turned the page but the story aint changed From this moment on target glorious aim No jumping on band wagons or comformity trains (why?) ‘cause, being the same is so boring and lame It’s time to make it happen, ‘cause we been waiting asking “When? What? Why? When what it is, is lacking Passive aggressive action, massive attack distraction From now on, I can’t help but represent my passion ‘cause all I know is ya’ll can go to hell for patronizing Ya’ll don’t know all the ropes sho yo stakes is rising This moment on yo it’s on bets on surviving Take my place in history so you’ll recognize me Chorus Mane Rok- See I, took too many steps for me to turn back now Back down or fade to black in the background That’s how dreamers, usually end up Awakened by reality we spend pretending Isn’t ours eyes eye’s wide shut hoping The grimest part I die gun smoking If that’s the case slap my face so I awake wait How am I trying to fix what ain’t broken Then again gentlemen we don’t live lavish Addicts to habits that manage to leave us manic Depressed I guess, treated like we’re savage ‘cause all the work we put in on this right of passage Seems to get us no where know this don’t go there Stay focused devoted to get to the top and hope air Welcomes you with a pair of open arms But more so really that….”from this moment on…” Chorus Spoke In Wordz- I promise from this moment on I’m staying strong no time for weakness This ain’t no time for sleeping it’s time for the spoke to speak it I spit the slanguage natural fast as the Puerto Ricans Seeking beats he can heat it freak it leaving people speechless Mane put me on now I’m giving ya’ll one hundred percent Ink showed me how to knock heads with this mic when I represent Spoke In Wordz I inter-weave with the mission agree with ambition And add to the entire thing like addition no division Different beliefs opinions different but still we won We are united together steady keep it moving on So many different obstacles and complications So many things that are impossible but I am patient And never do I give up I get up and keep on showing Knowing this shit is harder than sit-ups still I am going This moment is happening and this time is now There’s no time for looking back ‘cause we too deep in this now…from this moment on… Chorus
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Everyday 04:21
Intro All day every day (x4) InkLine I never dreamed of a better way I get paid All day every day’s the only way this kid plays Get all the money and women forever getting blazed But I’m sober, broker than ever and never get laid Needless to say things don’t always work out how you plan ‘Least we can that we never gave up and demand Better days better pay with cheddar in hand Over seas or at least on the road in a caravan Been making moves for ever and a life time or two Can’t tell you how many vibes it took to find a groove But I’m the truth ain’t no reason for me to lie to you There’s not many like me although you might find a few Let’s set it straight in the mix this isn’t no cop out Blaming education and saying it’s ‘cause I dropped out I know I’m worth my weight in gold and I’ll be goddamned If you never see what I am from what I’m not now Chorus(x2) ‘Cause every day we sit and wonder why we ain’t paid (paid) Like we always walking down a road that ain’t paved (paved) We making moves but still sitting in the same place Like “Everyday” but on the grind in every way Cuts “Sick of living life chasing dollar bills” Mane Rok- Sick of complaining that I ain’t got no dough man(e) People staring at me like the subject is so strange Not worried about birds or the fact I got no game I wake up everyday with a queen in my bed it’s no thang When the sun rises it’s my nose to the stone ‘cause I’m knowing my throne feels hella empty broke and alone OK been known to groan but act like I’m holding my own Watching others feast while I’m choking on bones Indulging in scraps I ask “How do I fix this?” The sickness that makes money stacking none of my business Pissed it’s not based on skills I’d fill the list kids If it in fact was but you know it isn’t So in turn I had to learn how I was gonna make some Duckets and bucks at the bottom is where I’d scrap’em Busted as fuck being ignorant, Naw I played dumb Heard what snakes said lifted my head and got my game up Chorus Cuts Bridge Cuts “make dollars and cents” Everybody on the grind Everytime it’s on your mind Everyday think of new ways to get a dime Every minute wasted gone Every bet we placed it on Everyday that we waited took way to long Everybody….grind
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Digi Cams 04:30
Chorus (x2) Everything in this world is very temporary You want it you get it you got it and then you get buried And all of this is really not very necessary From every angle know every version is very scary InkLine It goes go go gadgets, digi-cameras and ipods Cell phones, ring tones oh my God Theres a million and one reasons to keep believing in hethens that need to be able to clap to turn the light on I’m obligated to tell the truth when my mics on Grips on control with the hold of a python Though it seems all real whether right/wrong That reality is as synthetic as nylon I know your kind right?! Caught up in the lime light Blind mice type with 20/20 hindsight When ever timed right, I got my mind right Some say I sold my soul just to rhyme tight The bigger better faster way just to get shit They need to invent some new matches to burn bridges with A good ol’ fashioned burning just like the witches get Just ‘cause you read a fashion ad don’t mean you’re not illiterate Chorus(x2) InkLine And I can barely care to be arrogantly following carefully To see what’s new and cool to do and do it daringly And apparently, most of you played the fool But I missed that bus, man I’m way too cool for school But I can never seem to keep up with technology Or worry about in-store credit and return policies And honestly being a technophobe bothers me To the point where I fear satellites follow me And probably I’m just being paranoid But there’s proof of possibilities being marketed in every store Thanks due to technological advances Coming out with everything extreme no matter how outlandish Hungry for more, our ego is famished Malnourished, ill purpose, needing a bandage Where were you the day they took over the planet With a marketing scheme, consumers and corporate bandits Chorus (x2) Bridge We need something else to believe in The jokes on you, it’s no secret Guess whose got your kids on the weekend (x2) -Not me Chorus Chorus2 Everything in this world is very temporary Your house, car, clothes, wife if you get married We desire everything that we dream And in the end have it all but not anything we need Outro It’s the American way-ya know You gotta get it (get it) gotta gotta get it while it’s hot Gotta get it while the getting’s good, even if it’s not-and it’s not
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Mane Rok As the world turns it for sure’ll burn See these squirrels learned nothing when the tree fell Each one of these nuts thinks it’s dumb to discuss These things of disgust and they leave out the details We fight the power every week, well speak on it Makes us public enemies nothings changed hell be honest Forty years no progress just a broken promise Seeds of this land that created our crooked conscious Capitalist when it comes to our state of mind Stay on your hustle muscle your way in the line Another day in our lives leaves us young and restless See all of their messes, what gave us our head trips And we’re subjected to the will of the tyrant After cities of black gold, he kills for your silence Leaves you filled up with violent tendencies meant to be Eventually used towards all of HIS enemies Chorus (x2) We babble on (Cuts) “breaks” These are babble on (Cuts) “breaks When Babylon (Cuts) ”breaks” When Babylon breaks man, when Babylon breaks down. InkLine It’s like humanity took a blow below the belt Damaging calamity left hope for no none else And with no sanity it’s loco to know yourself How the tell granted we don’t know what’s left How much time do we need to tell And if ya led blind how do you see the trail How much lies do they need to sell Before we notice when history repeats itself How will we prevail, with the all seeing eye From secret societies controlling your mind They follow the leader in a single file line Don’t speak, don’t think, don’t question why. The media controls what they want ya to know That’s why we face reality wearing a blind fold In a police state they made of robots and slaves You sit back and watch tomorrow fade away Chorus 3rd VRS “We are Americans” Staring at a reflection of demons heathens born Tattered and torn A fetus spawn see’s the dawn Outside of the norm “What is at stake is more than one small country” Monkey’s in suits running the booths It’s bigger than asses and elephants Eloquent snake tounges Treat their sheep as irrelevant “We’ve done the hard work of freedom” Bleeding red Scared white Seeing stars spangled Strangled blue Greater good eternal evil Which pertains to you “Facing down a threat to decency and humanity” Answer me this Riddle me that Can it be anarchy is the way to react
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Come Back 04:32
Intro Come back(x4) Don’t Leave me (-all x4) Come back (x6) Bridge Please don’t go leave me now (come back, come back don’t leave) Come back Come back to me (come back, come back to me) (all x3) Please don’t go leave me now (come back, come back don’t leave) Come Back(x6) Mane Rok ‘Bout to lose it all really just walking away Tail between my legs I crawl no option to stay Hella frustrated that I’m not getting paid While idiots on radio having you nodding like slaves Makes me feel like this whole time it was nothing but useless shit As far as Mane Rok goes it’s as good as my music gets Those were my thoughts then, so there is no excuses kids How am I financially strapped what can I do to this See the strung out dreamer said my dreams were dying inside Then Ryan arrived so now I try and revive All those feelings I was killing slowly and softly they told me It’s costly so what’s the price? Well homie it’s possibly The tag on your soul, heads said to do it for love Momma said, “Love don’t pay the bills” and that’s stupid because Reality is you have to live off a check Respect won’t cut it and that’s the reason I almost had to jet (bet!) Chorus Come back (don’t leave) Don’t leave me (come back) Come Back (don’t leave) Don’t leave me (come back) Come Back (don’t leave) Don’t leave me (come back) Come Back don’t leave me now (come back don’t leave come back) Come Back (don’t leave) Don’t leave me (come back) Come back don’t leave come back now (come back don’t leave come back) Come back (don’t leave) Don’t leave me (come back) Come back don’t leave me now (come back don’t leave come back) InkLine Just when I thought I had it thought it was automatic Thought it was safer in the dark to take a stab at it It’s more than just a habit, I’m more than just an addict I cut myself down to size chop and drop the hatchet Can help but feel attached when we share the same passion ‘cause love is love in many languages and different accents’ But still she keeps on passing-me by I don’t why it’s evident I think it’s releveant time to take action It’s so sad it gets missed so fast And if this don’t happen we will never evolve And it it gets close grab it, if this goes bad And if this don’t matter much it don’t matter at all We gonna all fall, but you’re gonna say it’s my fault But I fought because, I believed in what I say And if you leave then we, will never know we’ll never see What we can be we’ll never breathe easy again please don’t leave Chorus Repeat Intro Bridge
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AWhat!!! 01:47
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Whuddup!! 04:26
Chorus Whattup gangsta?? Naw Imma grown man Whattup gangsta?? I’ve also thrown hands Whattup gangsta?? I do my own thang Whattup gangsta?? Whattup?! Whattup?! Whattup?! Whattup?! Mane Rok Hurts to face the truth something ya hate to do And I can tell from here your first mistake is you Think you’re untouchable and will not break in two So hard know so far that it’s a lame excuse To think that taking a life is what makes you a man(man) It’s more like making a life and having it placed in your hands (and) Also facing your life not forsaking demands (Damn!) You can fall in the trap and call it that Imma laugh when you hear that metal door slam Seen the bottom of the gutter and I wonder if any of ya’ll ever really wanna escape(Fuck This) Stuck in the clutches of the clucks that really run shit saying that you’re gonna but take (what’s that) All of the wrong turns that makes your mom hurt all for your honor so quick to forget Reminded that you’re blinded the moment you’ve been binded after it all feeling this pissed this is it What does it prove and where does it leave you? Big Man Big Guns OH NO! What do you lose and do you really need to prove you’re a gangsta jail house joto? Eight million ways to die, you chose Hate feeling almost like you lose And in the end cost the life of a friend this ain’t pretend we grown men Chorus InkLine Though I’m not like you, I’ve seen a fight or two Don’t think I’m scared by now, don’t you get it confused Think you’re on top of the world, keep doing what you do Leave me be, leave me alone while I fight for truth You got your colors that match, you feel like you belong (wrong) Well maybe so but the fact is that’s the same old song (aawwee) And you all know the exact words so sings along(ladidadidaaaaaaaa) You can all justify to touch the sky Imma sit back and let you take that fall All in all what really seperates anyway does anybody really have faith?? (whats that?) Why does everybody have to reach for the piece when peace is what’s at stake (bust back) Come on I dare you, try to compare it to, all the bad news stuck in a rut You are what you see, unless you believe achieve anything and live that dream (but) Where ya stand on with no ground to stand on, hit bottom with nothing to land on We all bleed but some need tampons, gotta bigger, better game to put my man’s on Hands on, hands off- Can’t touch this On a whole ‘nother level of busting Get yours, get something to trust in-redefine when enough is enough Chorus Bridge Cuts “I don’t gang bang-catching wreck is our thang” Chorus
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Mane Rok Toes slip to the tip quick So pissed that I risked it Hindsights twenty twenty don’t trip in this instant Satisfaction that’s my passion focused to get lit Peek over where the sidewalk ends, take a sniff kid Put that boom in your trunk, quench that elephant thirst Disasterous, naw just one helluva flirt Can’t tell if it works, still enveloped with hurt Already fell from heavens grace so to hell with the earth I Johnny Cash checks-walk the dotted line Satans preying and waiting, but it’s not my time Rolled dollars in my nose coins dot my eyes Avoid crossing the t’s YOU KNOW cops and swine Spot the signs seen thru the window pane Eyes blind inside dying shit’s so strange On the verge the views voice spits your name Only choice to back off like it’s no thang Chorus-Cuts “Don’t push me, ‘cause I’m close to the edge” Deca Full moon fever’s in effect there’s teeth marks in the preacher neck Animal instincts are too hard to keep in check I slow dance with death but can’t keep in step I ain’t leaving yet the vibes to sick when we connect That LIFE Crew shit, getting Eiffel tower high And looking down on the scene like the pupil in a cowards eye Slanging devil’s snow, plentiful chemicals With centerfold looking mami’s all on my genitals tenticles Reaching out I’m trying to see what she’s about I leave the house around the witching hour that’s when all the freaks come out But the ox breeds a different kind of beast That hates giving head but loves sucking off the time realease I’m surrounded by foulness the wildest Only concerned with the right now is childish Got carried away with the carbon-monox But the more emotion I put into it the harder I rock!! Chorus InkLine I got a taste for living on the edge like nobodies business Hard headed, set in my ways call ‘em addictions Hit up the hedonist for technical support A little pride to swallow, and self-esteem to snort Fighting an inner-battle, in turn eternal war The devils got my soul what will he return it for (I dunno) I’m trying to get my game up, it’s my turn to score But for some reason love’s seeing me burned and scorched Too many times to close to being a tragedy Sick in the mind trying to justify my strategy But my addictive personality is challenging Practically back to back casualty’s acurately Blow out my birthday candles and I make a death wish Know how to really make the best of being helpless Tune out exes calling me selfish Practice my sales pitch to sell tix to hells pit Chorus
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Right Now 03:23
Mane Rok Right now I notice out in the crowd There’s a group of people that didn’t think it’d go down Look up nay sayers mane haters and open ears Say later to the lies heard that have you cloaked in fear Right now just south of the city It’s ‘bout to get shitty in this house of misery For this mother of four, who covers the floor Bloody-face first, yes her husbands done this before (Right Here) Right now death valley’s blanket the border Survivors in shacks, chained to an orchard Even ‘til this day it’s the American way As long as prices stay low who cares that they’re slaves Right now globalization is taking place The use the internet to intercept your name and face Cyber terrorist working outside the laws of the land With no defense to start stopping their plans Chorus Right now in a world that’s so hopeless Right now notice how down your soul gets Right now in case you didn’t know this Right here Right now Right here Right now Right here Mane Rok Right now next to you’s the best of dudes Whose punishment from government needs a second view For a couple of grams sir at least five in the slammer Is a just sentence period that’s you answer?? Right now unsuspecting suburban homes Educated dads think that they’re deserving thrones Kings of their castle, shirt says worlds best dad No one knows in his poker room there’s a meth lab (Right Here) Right now sixteen hun Pennsylvania Ave, Documents prepared for Bush and Cheney to back Tax cuts another corporate government scandal The writing’s on the wall so who’s really the vandal Right now three years after invasion No proof of WMD’s we’ve been patient POW abuse a BS excuse Why is it so hard to be fed the truth Chorus Mane Rok In dark times a spark finds away With hearts blind in part I’m to blame If our kind would start trying today We’d mark lines that aren’t crime displays Optimism is optional Obstacles a given to dodge I know It’s awkward rhythm ‘cause life’s got no soul Right here’s the only answer possible Right Here you change Right Now Today Right Here Who’s Sane (Hussein?) Right here Right now Right Here Right now Right Here Chorus 2 Right now in a world that seems hopeless Right now despite how down your soul gets Right now in case you didn’t notice Right here Right now Right Here Right now Right Here
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Chorus In black/white, thats how the worlds perceived Thru American eyes makes it hurt to see We’re half right, the truth’s surfacing Though we mask lies so perfectly And that’s why it occurred to me Everyday there’s a different emergency Leaves hands tied while they search and seize And rob more blind for their currency Yonnas- Americanize every spot on the globe Get it with fries at McDonalds We’re making them cheaply and cranking the mark up Turning villages to sweat shops raping the market And we do it ‘cause we can bitch, clean get away We’d like to play fair but to cheats better pay If you ever find out I’d be Kenneth Lay It’s a good ol’ boy system we’d never say I don’t care about your welfare care about your health care I don’t even know why the fuck it is I’m still here I can be up on my private island in the keys I call St. Elsewhere In this country black is for Ni**er brown is for spic Whites for the devil that figured out that the best way to subjugate the people is divide and conquer strip ‘em of their history, their pride, their honor Chorus Mane Rok Where does that leave me knee deep in blood and tears It seems to always happen almost every hundred years Your neighbor whose skin is different is not the one to fear Take a look in their books the more that come to here The more you’re hating, degrading saying you don’t like You kill for loot and your block-thugs in your own right Conservative murderous border hawks with strobe lights Minute men finishing racial cleansing hold tight Get a grip the spics slipped past whips they trip Lips stick to Dick Nixon tips legit If it’s listed as honest tid bits To get misfits pissed and on ship No conscious pompous agree to build a border fence This ordinance ornaments why we’re torn to bits To make us forget war by supporting this So they can jack countries in your defense Chorus InkLine And I don’t care who you are or where you come from Your social status, income or what you done done What borders you cross or what laws you run from We’re all the same ignorant dumb dumb’s And you don’t know, either that or you don’t care And it don’t show why you got your fist in the air It’s a no go, ain’t nobody going no where Time to evolve but we all stand there and stare Scared to take it too far When the next man is just as human as you are It’s bigger than black and white there’s more than two parts Who are you? Are you the new god? Head first in a downward spiral The white man’s the devil his handbooks the bible We could team up increase chances of survival Instead I’m looked at funny on Cinco de Mayo-like a turd in a punchbowl baby!! Chorus
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Chorus I don’t know… Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out I don’t know but I have my doubts That you never really figure out what it’s about Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out -Mane Rok Does your dust turn to dirt when you’re stuck in the ground-I don’t know Mane Rok Invincible, it never crossed my mind What I’d come across once I crossed the line I pretend to know the cost of time But it’s not defined told to watch for signs I’m Preoccupied with just trying to make it thru life Detoxified while until I escape to the night Need lots of ice to stay cool fools are paying the price Tree tops for pipes ‘cause I always fall prey to my vice I see no consequence to liquid confidence Just lack of common sense judgment and conciousness Living each day not knowing if it’s my last Party on in Mane’s world over ninety-nine’s passed It’s hurting to say that this purple haze Hella clouds my vision and is lurking for days So I search for ways to find my soul But…”I don’t know” ‘cause life won’t slow Chorus I don’t know… Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out I don’t know but I have my doubts That you never really figure out what it’s about Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out -Inkline Is it really worth it to stick around?? –I don’t know InkLine Let it roll let it go to get to grow But don’t forget to know who gave you a soul God’s a woman and mom I’m coming home I shed this flesh let the vultures pick my bones I never planned to have to die alone But hand me a plan b and now I’m on my own I woulda stuck around if I hada known That I missed the chance at another shot blown I’m sorry ya’ll are leaving me ‘cause I believe in me Ain’t no need in even pretending that you ever even needed me Plus everything really aint what it seems No difference between waking life and a dream-I mean Tighten the noose let the bombs defuse Blow a hole in the sky ‘till we raise the roof If I make it back I’ll try to bring proof But until then take a wild guess at the truth Chorus I don’t know… Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out I don’t know but I have my doubts That you never really figure out what it’s about Chicka Bang Blaow-the time is now What happens when you die gonna soon find out -Pablo Kee Is return to dirt a rebirth, earth bound?? I don’t know… PabloKee Master piecing life together Pablo Kee Picasso Draw from what I know paint the puzzle as I go 3 feet low and sinking opposite of De La Soul (man I don’t know) What’ll happen when my two eyes close I suppose I can never claim to know The truth is that I can’t explain the unexplainable But I’ve been told by a die hard Christian That I’m going to hell for not following that religion Still the moment I delve out of this realm of existence The physical is there the spiritual metaphysics isn’t It’s on going every John Doe and Harry Tom, Joe and Mary Gone low and buried In the dirt still flourish as we nourish the earth Energy and memories is a form or rebirth Despues la muerte is resurrection lo que pasa If so I’m the Ill-Legitimate son of Che Guevara Bridge- We come and go Some they hope to stay aflot don't get caught up in the undertow I wonder tho whose one to fold Cuts- "But I stay seeing bodies with the muthafukin chalk around it..."
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Ichiban Back in the days like nineteen eighty three In the month of May baby Ichi came to be Pops named him one light, born to shine bright He said to live life, travel and explore the sights So the snot nosed seedling raised the measure Learned about love, hate, pain and pleasure Experiencing the world for the first time Now looking back from a view that’s birds eye Crazy how years ago can feel like just yesterday And every second is another further step away From the days of being that care free child Family members would say that he was very wild Untamed taking it all in, eyes and ears open wide In a rush to grow up watching years blowing by Remember summer time back yard barbeques Remember begin that little young buckaroo Chorus Back-back-back-back-back in the days Going back-back-back-back-back in the days Going back-back-back-back-back in the days Going back….(x2) Cuts “Back in the days” InkLine I was the youngest of five was so by a long shot Caught by surprise made it harder on my mom and pops A wake up call from the sound of life’s alarm clock Living off of hand-me downs, thrift stores and pawn shops But things were still so simple, grateful for all I went through Way back before I knew that nothing was coincidental Just me and my Nintendo and GI Joe commandos Hot wheels and baseball cards for example Back in the good ol’ days prime time golden age Only concerned with the color of your Kool-Aid Before back pains and tooth aches Before you ever had to by gas or had a bill to pay Not concerned with what the rules say Wet behind the ears, hard headed, trying to learn a new way Care free from Wednesday to Tuesday (I miss ‘em) Even when it rains your sky was still blue days Chorus Bridge This is nothing new to me thinking how it used to be (young buck) x4 Cuts “Young Buck” Mane Rok What I wouldn’t give for things to be as simple as they were As a young buck problems never really seemed that major Scraps down the block right across from the church Gave the neighbor kid a black eye while ma’s was at work Doing what she needed to so that we would never see The borders of being broke, the poorest we’d ever be Shopping at the goonies, scrounging in the callejons Hand me downs and hand outs, couldn’t wait to try them on Playing up on hobo hill before I knew that popo killed Low and behold, who knew I’d have no dough still But anyways back then see it didn’t effect me Plenty days laughing kept me from being empty But since we’ve grown I notice the struggles that bubble up Ain’t the lack of blow pops or sodas that trouble us Gotta keep on trucking like we’d known back when That’s what we do now as some grown ass men Chorus Outro-Cuts “Years later, I’m still here…”
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Footwork 04:10
Intro Clap your hands everybody And move to the music Maneline done did step to the mic And this is how we move it Chorus Move it put some pep in your step and do this Fancy footwork if the shoe fits This newness means no more excuses Ladies and gents, this is the movement Mane Rok Wasted time complaining infected with complacency Knowing all the while I could shake MC’s But not taking a step where did that leave me? Underwater just like the big easy Underground with out a bumping CD Understand I’m dope but who believes me Not a soul so much more that I Gotta go found I’m the only one Responsible for my current positioning Pockets on E and without a pot for pissing in Somehow it seems that I know in the end Can’t doubt these dreams no more pretending and With out my team I’d be beginning, damn! This drought of green won’t be the end of Sam So I get in the swing to find that cabbage patch Took my own advice and knew right after that Chorus Bridge 1 Ladies and Gentlemen (x2) Ladies and ladies and ladies ladies and gentlemen! Tense-Cuts “Ladies and Gentlemen” “now you gonna see some breaking and some rapping and some breaking and some scratching” “Ladies and Gentlemen, we interrupt our program of dance music to bring you a special bulletin” “Composition technician with a BBoys mind” Bridge2 Move your left your right will follow Not guaranteed to see tomorrow (x4) Nothin to it but to do it it’s all useless music If you don’t move it (x2) Chorus InkLine Fluent is the notion for motion I’m here to second that Brush the dirt of your shoulder you should expect that Ain’t everybody gonna always show respect jack And either make a move or get stepped on like welcome mats Welcome back to the ManeLine theory We just want you to move, it’s not a conspiracy ‘cause what we’re bringing is something really original evidently invisible something you never will see unless you open your eyes and set your mind free let you body talk communicate through energy moving to the rhythm of life to show you livin right making sure your feeling the vibe and that it’s hitting right Do what you do..just like that When I move you move….just like that When you snooze you loose…just like that Maneline, LIFE Crew’s where the party’s at Chorus Bridge Outro
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Intro It’s about time…what is time….I was once told that time is an illusion…if this is true….then why is everybody in such a hurry…….to get no where….. InkLine Yeah-right now right here right no where Right whenever you want I don’t care What you wanna or don’t wanna hold on to Running from the past like memories haunt you We all know as a matter of fact that Time flies we established that at No time flat no turning back Unless a miracle happens so where the magic at?-uh Wish I had tricks up my sleeve But by the time I get settled it’s time to leave Consumed by time, no time to free No time to burn, no time to breathe I see, (I see) it’s all an illusion it’s not how much but it’s how I use it It’s useless to keep watching the clock ‘cause it don’t stop baby it just hurries up Chorus (Three part round) InkLine Time don’t stop it don’t quit (x7)(x7) Xencs It’s about time (x2)(x2) Mane Rok Time and time again(x3)(x2) Bridge-Cuts “The dark mystery of time and space” Xencs We take a step in fear of rejection Then question our own intentions The lessons come within time Hit rewind Do what you feel or wait for a sign But, time keeps on passing us by They keep on asking me-Why? Still with faith waiting for a sign Release the past in the back of your mind Time Keeps playing tricks on me I believe you have a thousand tricks up ya’ sleeve Releasing trails of dreams and blaming time for What’s what, now you find you’re stuck in a rut? Saying I wish I had better luck While, what’s left is what’s next Keep on moving till there’s no more requests ‘Cause it goes on even after your last breath Chorus Bridge Mane Rok Look to the wrist watch see if it tick tocks Criss cross the hands to signal a pit stop If not all of these moments well they’ll get lost List cost according to the sticker the ticker it flops Flips around, like a fish out of water Hits the ground, makes you wonder why we bother Punching the clock so we can wait for a time out Need T.O.’s pay for O.T. that’s what we whine ‘bout? Time and time again my time is running short Time equals money it makes sense of course That I’m left feeling cuckoo not knowing what to do (Time’s) Fly as a bird in pair of some new shoes With the clock running out wounds are starting to heal Calloused by the ages makes it harder to feel Part of the deal is not to call it out ‘cause only time will tell what it’s all about Chorus Bridge 2-Cuts “Its about that time” I keep on I’m running Time keeps on it’s running I keep on, it keeps on, we keep on, Time keeps on keeps on running (x2)
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Till Then... 03:24
Intro Mmmmm ‘til then (x4) -Its an automatic classic baby -It’s an automatic classic (x2) InkLine It’s automatic baby, off the top fo sheezy And this ones for those that never believe me I work too hard but make it look easy Can still touch the sky with ground beneath me Ya see me and Mane is like one in the same Side by side it says it all in the name Throw Tense in the mix (Cuts) “Ain’t a damn thing changed…” Except the level of intensity and the rules of the game-but hey Ain’t nothing wrong with raisin the bar Way above par not just playing the part God left the door open like she raised in a barn Our job’s to walk through it, making our mark Since the start, conception was just an idea On second thought connection is all that it is Never expected to be more than a few gigs Now it’s grade A automatic classic shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Chorus (Ichiban, Yonnas, Mane Rok) No I won’t let this be my life And I won’t let this here suffice Only done what I thought was right (Deca, Xencs, InkLine) I’m gonna make it baby, I’m gonna make it (x2) Mane Rok Threw the box to the heavens pieces fell together Formed the puzzle why I’ve been in hell forever Big bang boom It’s Mane oooooo Questioning if I still rep the same crew A home grown ozone B-Boy by birth Made a guarantee to see toys die first So place your bets reality’s survivor Show me the money before I retire Some greats wait, me I reached in a bag of tricks Fam since ninety-nine InkLined to handle this Far beyond normal averageness Automatic classic abstinence Unfunkwitable since ideal chemistry Only wanted to put out an EP initially With no industry it’s made it so interesting Knowing that we’re taking our place in history Chorus Bridge-Cuts “Forever or how ever you want it-Word!” Chorus Outro (intro)
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Chorus Cuts 1,2,3,4 Hit it! Just one more (GimmeGimme) (x3) C’mon baby gimme just one more…. InkLine “Just One More…” Chance to advance and exceed the limits Pushing boundaries, I found that we can take what is given Take advantage of this time all I need is a minute And I ain’t taking back jack if I said it I meant it theres always one more thing to say when I run outta words that’ll be the day when I’m six feet deep or they put me away I’m just one more line in a book on a page Catch a hook in the face like a catfish, that which Just bites bait ‘cause he’s never had a sandwich That’s what it’s like making music for ya’ll ‘cause the garbage you call hot’s not music at all And I’m refusing to fall victim to the sitcom of the sick con-game you call life And all this big talk, little action and no fight’s Like being scared to take a chance when you roll dice Chorus Mane Rok “Just one more…” Minute wasted away saying I hated today Atrocities as such spoke across cities corrupt luck Just about out if running on fumes For so long they doubted it but what could I do Somehow shrouded with the thought of something to prove And not allowed to get briefly sunk by a few So I stepped up just to keep my rep up and guess what Said clucks heads shrunk but I’m still begging and pleaing Thinking maybe I just gave them a reason To go ahead and start make with the believing That I reached the end of my rope losing grasp Cornered by my options had to chose one fast It was news to cats I’d pulled it out in the clutch But it’s always been there and was bound to get touched Just a piece of me Oneders what we run for More for you to see but this is “Just one more…” Chorus Bridge-Cuts “I’m the forever living-there’s no beginning or ending” “sock it to me one more time…” “I’m the forever living-there’s no beginning or ending” “on and on and on and on and on and on and on…..” “don’t stop get it get it” Chorus Outro “C’mon…aww yeah”

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released March 27, 2007

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