last night as i closed my eyes i visualized a future vast as the skies i saw myself as a young man with a plan to spread some truth all across this young land so with my mic in hand and a head full of thoughts i ramble on, singing my song i invite all of you to come along because my word is bond that i will never steer you wrong proletarian slash literary veteran who lives off the labor of his lettering right here is where hope is possible you can see it clear with the right kind of opticals theme music for those who need motivation basically, we're in the same situation only difference is when i rock the beat it determines if i eat or get shoes on my feet yet we're still out there taking chances cause we've never been held back by circumstances strong advances are all that we're making with a spirit that will never be shaken a prodigal sun returning to shine bright where he left you with an absence of light so take advantage of the momentary clarity nowadays moments like this are a rarity these eyes have seen a change coming it's quite clear it's right now right here we can all have a hand in this breathe life in the air so it can exist and say I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW, c'mon (I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW) everybody say I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW, c'mon (I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW) a plastic fantastic love bizarre similar to an outlaw star from afar it's like a beacon, speaking to the masses and only getting better and better as time passes thing that's backwards about the situation is those that made it only practice stagnation living life in a fool's paradise a banquet of beggars who will never think twice about a listener missing her or him frequently such potential kept confidential a song and dance routine will not happen at any moment The Word Association is ever rapping a magnetic rose attraction listener supported cycle of satisfaction we've come undone to this catalyst caused by a pen that's given my fingers callouses yet we still wear battle scars proudly time has allowed me to live life loudly so we transmit these divine signals over instrumentals looking for your mentals now that we've all hit the same plane it should be simple for all of us to maintain on that other level in the infinite beyond a place that allows us to continue on here's a quick moment of ascension where collective has become the main objective so subject yourself to the rhythm and allow yourself a slight change of perspective these eyes have seen a change coming it's quite clear it's right now right here we can all have a hand in this breathe life in the air so it can exist and say I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW, c'mon (I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW) everybody say I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW, c'mon (I WANNA ROCK RIGHT NOW)

thieves in the night thought criminals with a manifesto we recite shoot a straight line right through the middle of the riddle of the tangled web that's been weaved i can't believe like Adlib and Mathematics our change in speak is that drastic i thought we were the voice of the street and all at one time could feel the heartbeat now these jokers spit lines of deception like madmen in all our directions Punisher plus the Multiple Man with a third eye device for the retinal scan doors open, we enter undetected go home and study all the data we collected lay it down like subliminal tracks tread for the tires driving home the facts we could drive it home with one headlight sorta like little Dylan i've got a feeling that once it arrives and gets settled in that will put an end to all of the meddling from the puppetmen those who wanna pull strings hope they have surround sound when my blade sings as it cuts through the wind, severing the wires moment of silence as playtime expires ... an opportunity has been presented and the only smart answer is to exploit the instance it's one of those key steps in the process of doing this to the extreme while we've got this whatever 'this' represents in your case i can still see the same look on your face as i pass and it's reached critical mass then i see the everyday cynical class in their one-two, one-two of a living giving pretty much the same effort i'm giving i guess that's the pendulum thing the balancing act to keep life in full swing widescreen type dreams at night with an ill cinematic orchestrated insight that fades away whenever the sun rises to no alarms and no suprises basically right now i don't sweat it i make sure the moves i make stay kinetic and constant cause that's a tight combination forward advancement for the hip hop nation we're soldiers holding down the frontlines or Nick Van Exel whenever it's crunchtime so without much time we make do less is no more than a reason to make it through

lone traveler not one to play games has trouble recalling names only place where he truly belongs is the two to five minutes that encompass his songs that's a place where it all just falls in line where things so distant combine to make a sound divine a wrinkle in time an Orwellian illustration of a thought crime sublime melody letting me definitely see the light the endless night we call our daily life and things are getting heavy once again, my friend, there's a dry levy steady is the path of the righteous life just gives us enough to ignite us to action then we extinguish the fire that we worked so hard for so long to acquire so i remain a lone traveler there's a long journey ahead that's why i remain a lone traveler getting ready for the journey ahead i've become a lone traveler there's a long journey ahead playing the role of lone traveler getting ready for the journey ahead there's an entire world i've seen that's hard to understand yet it demands our attention and i mention it because the world is heartless with the things that it does i learned that blood matters i learned that putting your heart on the line only brings it back shattered i learned the dream was over way back so i walk the path of the insomniac using my naked eye as the leader that i follow i move right through every hollow opportunity the ends without the means and apparently no in-betweens no space to fill no place to feel like you're needed a program in exile soon to be deleted and running for the sake of existence living a life spread out over a distance so i remain a lone traveler staying miles ahead of the game playing the role of lone traveler staying miles ahead of the game i've become a lone traveler staying miles ahead of the game so i remain a lone traveler staying miles ahead of the game i see something of myself in everyone a trait that allows me to be the very one that connects naturally selects a position to act as origin for these strange transmissions way i see it, once those things have a basis i can reside in all places play my role as a child of the wind so that i can maximize every moment that i spend in this madness where my sadness is trite and can no longer fuel all the things that i write maybe that had been the problem all along maybe i've been going about this all wrong maybe words should be spoken like silence shared like the memory of now time will allow understanding at the point it seems due the true meaning of a breakthrough so i remain a lone traveler lost in a world of thought so i remain a lone traveler lost in a world of thought so i remain a lone traveler lost in a world of thought playing the role of lone traveler steady lost in a world of thought

here lies an untapped shell wondering when our good sense will prevail it's a story that anyone who lives can tell the last time music compelled them to move something do something worthwhile to their well-being feel the need to prove something look deep in your memory banks cause the past few years've been nothing but blanks disposable art has a tragic counterpart that it's tried to hide from the start of the matter and what's sadder than sad is how bad a job they've done in the spotlight the moment that my eyes lose sight and i slip into the darkness of the night with my headphones on tight many folks i would call my peers never reach my ears send me a kite with no strings attached only fate's wings attached the song the sing is unmatched in conventional terms and it reconfirms our arrival better yet our ability to speak the words you can see vividly viddy well little brother Word Association's here to represent like no other survey the eyes of a man with no idea why he can understand the lay of the land grounds of confusion show the secret illusion they're using cats play the role of Oz wizard like Jim Morrison manifests king lizard and it's an all or nothing proposition hare-brained schemes to keep pole position logical progression of the sequence people get offended by the defense if we have to play the role of showstoppers then it's automatic to assume we're flow droppers so watch the hat hit the ground at the very same moment we've chosen to get down in surround sound 360 degrees complex thoughts are presented with ease the more things change and so on becomes living proof of things to grow on true-isms, minute made wisdom simulcast megablast soundwave system some cats mock the thought pattern those same people all learn in the end that once the game became us and them they simply forgot we're all ordinary men i remembered that from way back knowledge that i picked up on the stray track that's where i came across a pack that attacks each time that the day turns black 24 hours in a day and it's still funny how time slips away so we make the clockwork moves create words and don't disturb grooves

if i spoke like a child that would make me innocent but still trapped in captivity therefore i run straight through speed trials all the while racking up vividly amazing dreams lost in thought sorta like the way things get lost in translation hesitation is a big step right towards nothing not even a simple explanation positive energy activates the right thing verbal lightning in a bottle full throttle lyricism victim of the moment with no expectations for tomorrow what motivates me? same thing that weighs me down to the depths of the soul it's a passion burning like no other man's yet it's not something i control so i'm gonna stop a second think about it try to find space in my overcrowded head for every single word that i've said is an s-o-s to those who've been misled we take one giant step towards madness for each baby step we take towards sanity can it be that we're easing our pace for pride's sake? the evil stepson of vanity slow and steady was the lesson we were taught but that gameplan won't suit a rat race we should relearn the lessons we forgot those are the rules that apply to that place we should question all things in reason a change of a season doesn't need our approval most things work fine in the natural design and would be efficient with our removal that includes circumstances of the heart mind over matter and natural selection some things just go without question if you take a hint to life's subtle suggestions so i'm gonna stop a second think about it try to find space in my overcrowded head for every single word that i've said is an s-o-s to those who've been misled i can see your sadness and it's lovely it radiates right through your tough skin born within this here foggy lullaby with intents of empty space it can fill in one looks like an opportunity one looks something like a meaningful existence one looks like a mystery train on an unknown track traveling a long distance my plan's always been a clean break from the norm form with an origin of oddity just so i can clearly demonstrate how to transform unchained thought into a commodity my spotless mind shines eternal a joy forever behold it please as these things become one more artifact that gets stacked into past due memories so i'm gonna stop a second think about it try to find space in my overcrowded head for every single word that i've said is an s-o-s to those who've been misled

standstill that's what it seems like we're doing pretty much whoever could move in with ill intention a grin sitting on the grill uniformly keeping it real where's the spark? cause it's a dark night that will come to a close when the folks see the light might as well get my rocks off now is a method to madness we cannot allow do i love you, and if i really love you does that mean i'm not allowed to place myself above you? i don't wanna be locked in a box plus i warned you that my manner was unorthodox i think it's best now that i go alone i promise that we'll meet again at the end of it all i hardly can keep up with myself so i don't have time to watch somebody else crawl the is you're such a part of me that a complete split would be too hard for me the bottom dropped out the artistry no place for this man to learn how to fall so i keep falling in and out of line with this mad design that resembles a spine but it lacks support and can't hold the weight so i'm'a move soon before it gets too late this is one of many ways 50 ways to be exact let's leave it at that if a rolling stone gathers no moss then a motivated wordsmith can have no boss no benefits if you just count the costs like not playing the game and still taking a loss how can that happen? how can i justify living life purely based on my rapping? i can't, and so i don't do it i remember times when we all stayed fluent in the newspeak now we're truantly creative caught up in a line where we don't seem native but forced to live off it one side puts in all the work while the other side profits an army comprised of the phony follow Johnny-Come-Lately and his one trick pony to a ceremony full of old tricks of the trade where we can do nothing more than get played this is one of many ways 50 ways to be exact let's leave it at that motions why should i go through it? so many folks just do it it's become integral to the process and i think it makes the both of us nauseous maybe i've been a little too honest with the way that i feel but keepin' it real is like a full time habit if i see the opportunity in front of me why wouldn't i grab it? i'm through with the cat and mouse game where i move to you and you move to the same place i just was 'cause it's like we're going nowhere fast turns out that your heart of glass is the fragile type mine is just itching to grow so hear me before i let go let no man put asunder our connection or there can be no correction this is one of many ways 50 ways to be exact let's leave it at that

don't you know who you are? call me the dream operator headphone zone narrator caretaker on you journey to the infinite spittin' only views you can use to your benefit close your eyes tightly and you'll realize we might be the unlikely candidates to animate the unliving getting spirited away sights set for all those who've gone astray i imagine looking off into the distance vividly envisioning the points where i stand mic in hand contemplating, debating, deciding narrowly missing when not colliding with the world of the listener or at least that's the goal master of a chaotic control calculated, a thinking man's poet reminder of the truth 'cause you already know it i wish that i could keep it simple throwaway lyrics over basic instrumental but i've got a gag reflex Ludovico technique a real horrorshow presentation of the flow i don't know much, but i know we've gotta do it on our own genius stands alone against the idiot wind some bend to break in the process and their translation lost this call it dumb luck, but we struck a strange chord and left the evidence of a resonant fragment of sound creation music that'll seal the deal for the hip-hop nation handshake followed by and earthquake the type that those underground sounds can make we are now qualified to do it all cause we've done so much with so little for all y'all like water finds comfort in a river pens find comfort in the words i deliver it's the beautiful lie playing by the rules nowadays is enough to get by sometimes rules can resemble a sling so flexible is the state of mind one should bring the magnetic king very few individuals truly do their own thing yet and still some strive to stand out and strive to find foundation in a handout playing life like it's already been planned out means you killed that dream before it ever panned out that creates a man of constant sorrow a man whose vision can't stretch past tomorrow a life that in essence is lived lifeless visionary leaders won't emerge like this and i'm quite pissed tired of it all countless individuals have issued the call i issue a reason to stand tall one who's seen it all sees in the long haul that we've gotta keep pushing, just keep it moving tune yourself in to what life's already doing 'cause it's so hard searching for reception when you're placed in the middle of a grand deception the present still mocks the goodhearted young man who is focused on the task at hand and won't stop 'til it's easy for all to understand that our self-imposed stress isn't part of the plan medicine just let us in your head let us create where your thoughts have been bred let us hit you with the simple accidental remedy that we placed within the instrumental

i can see the look in your eyes i don't even think you realize that you're playing not so much words you're saying but the context of actions you're displaying once i was the silent type then i got caught up in the late night hype stretched my arms to both sides of the box thought for a moment then picked the locks hot rocks oughta be your soundtrack the way you get down you've been found by the ordinary eye you can celebrate if it makes you happy i tend to wait for a moment proceed, carry on with a poker face every time i walk in the place popularity and low profile combinate like a runway model with no style disasterous after us is a big nothing lives all about fronting destination unknown and if there's concern there's been none shown take a look, soak it in let's let the process begin if you wanna know where you're going just take a look at the places you've been remember, be looking good always keep that in mind to assume it's understood only confirms that you're blind we blinked for a second that was just about enough time to get thoughts collected following the clean slate theory means individuals see things quite clearly fine lines intricate designs each detail and whatever it defines i was sent here to blow minds but it's only a dent to folks with no spines temporary setback enter a villain, chillin' with a heart jet black looks like i have a chance to get back where i once belong the place where i do no wrong the place one says so long to convention preps themselves for ascension just to get a bird's eye view it's so easy you oughta try too and while you're at it, change your approach find one suitable that won't encroach on a cat like me one likely to lean to the right thing like i was Spike Lee leave a trace that bears its own presence obstructs the wind yet we pretend that it don't mean much maybe it'll pass in time what could there be behind the rhyme? if the words you've spoken stay hollow why would anything suitable to hear follow? swallow that little pill hopefully one that can come expose a raw deal take a look, soak it in let's let the process begin if you wanna know where you're going just take a look at the places you've been locked in a gaze locked into so many different ways that we amaze in the days, the golden days when everybody knew what they wanted some had to flaunt it showcase it for all to see that's sorta like a place most choose to be spotlight on me later for the rest now you're just tired at best take a look, soak it in let's let the process begin if you wanna know where you're going just take a look at the places you've been remember, be looking good always keep that in mind to assume it's understood only confirms that you're blind and no i don't mind the stare cause in my mind why would anyone care about the messenger? costumes aren't important if you believe what you hear then support it otherwise just let it be time'll always run out eventually for all things a rule without room for exceptions without need for questions that just means you missed lessons missed things that leave life long impressions couldn't see the forest for the trees to some degree that means you missed blessings looks like another one's coming around a second chance to get down for a hot minute which lasts a lifetime scored by the next generation rhyme

we fade to black we fade away to another stray idea on this track feels like gravitational pulls where we symbolize wise men dependent on fools a machine with a faceless smile versus a warrior with a baseless style in an ageless fight to impact the spot in the time we've got using verbal dynamite detonating the dramatic device with a newspeak vocab that calls for twice the attention of the norm but thoughts transform up to par with liquid in the way they switch form meanwhile loose lips sink battalions friendly fire aimed at the average civilian duck and cover techniques now apply as these top cats fall ffrom positions on high now we can all move along to a new phase away from these strange days we can let the years be the remedy of the modern day abstract way we play into these tendencies temporary satisfaction that satisfies the now without need for action the ballad of the thin man's accuser coming to grips with how these slips can lose ya time slips away similar my length is real and only goes so far so i reach out often spreading this word like Fallen answering to a higher calling driven by an internal force with an external locale as its main source influences too vast to list unless i mask them in the confines of this verse and others parade it as disposable art so that from the inside things get torn apart now we can all move along to a new phase away from these strange days the thrill is gone and it never seemed too much like a thrill for long yet it passed a shadow cast onto my whole state of being one day i'll see what the whole world is seeing for now, i think it'd be best if we maintain position right ahead of the rest of the present day poets share our position with those who truly can understand how it goes i suppose that we'd be mistaken to question how seriously we've been taken during the years we've searched for our identity if the entire world remembered me as a child seems things would be obscured to a point so drastic they can't be cured lured into bright lights and big sounds without the background of how it all goes down now we can all move along to a new phase away from these strange days

playing the wall outside the jam sitting down writing rhymes in the hall the quiet man observes all walks of life because he's in it for the long haul i promise that i never saw it coming never been done with a hit the ground running approach and it felt like home but in that first moment my mind got blown frozen, and chosen 'cause we're both faded yet i still don't hate it it's a basic process of gratification the new craze sweeping the nation this is how we take the old to the new stretch out the tried and true i tried it too and i remember that i got hit so hard i had to sit a few out and there's been new doubts that occurred from the moment that we started the word the web's been tangled so tight that to get to me it could take a whole night playing the wall outside the jam sitting down writing rhymes in the hall the quiet man observes all walks of life because he's in it for the long haul all i could say is slow down master your art take my heart with no sound deep in the eyes lies control of some of the parts used to make up the whole i wish that my stoic facade didn't make our beautiful moment seem odd but my nature is to hesitate for a quick second so the moments are reflected selected under a slight pressure to be the one who emits truth without measure as a result, small talk is extinct i wanna know what you really think about things because it means so much now there's a lifeline we can both clutch common ground a place to stand tall when it comes time to get down when it comes time to be found a face in the crowd your optics allowed to be clear when the time comes near and we all find that in our mind there's no fear so we're back there again proximity has the heart pulsating like a theramin now watch it all fade away make it easy to find words to say innocence lost in the past eclipsed by events and the shadows they cast events that seem to outlast any need to be more than an outcast so as we exist on the fringes and view the world in our offbeat tinges we can mirror images reflected and be selected to be connected playing the wall outside the jam sitting down writing rhymes in the hall the quiet man observes all walks of life because he's in it for the long haul