To all young black men Verse 1 this is me passing that proverbial torch… From my generation to yours, cuzz, where you at, i been, long before you, making it easier to empathize, but harder to ignore you, some of yall ain’t got a father to cover this range…. Or a mother that can’t relate or fully explain… That’s why I’m so compelled to give these… jewels that wasn’t freely given to me… About uncollected fees of past due unpaid settlements, and your role on lower totem pole residents, See you have been placed in a race by design… Several positions behind, and they keep moving the finish line… but keep your mind set on unstoppable, past probable and anything is possible Regardless of the obstacles… having a target on your back, Don’t mean you gottah to play the victim role to match… Hook- Verse 2 Restless adolescents’ they complaining, Saying you troubled teenagers; I call you kings in training… you determine how far you go, with your thoughts and actions aligned you can manifest miracles… In they bias schools failing they bias test, Cause their greatest fear lies in your success That’s why the crooked cop guns fires… your image alone intimidates outsiders… Use their insecurities to your advantage, [pre-plan it…] Learn to read people and their motives til checkmate is granted, Evading discrimination and emasculation… Calls for proper system navigation, mind frame change, learn they game, capitalize on their weaknesses for your gain… pass that pain it cost you… Shaking that post traumatic slave syndrome up off you… [come on] hook- verse 3 A highly developed spirit defines a man, age and maturity don’t always walk hand in hand… think yah boy got yo back trust is tested by time before it’s a proven fact choosing a woman is more than pleasure, a treasure slowly measured, to avoid any future baby mama pressures, learn credit and debt, liabilities and assets, go from working for your money to your money working for you is next, all experiences you go thru are tools… Helping to build the best version of you, Pay no attention to The medias negative images, Don’t play into they stereotypes for a min. You are intelligent, creative, gifted… compassionate, powerful and your potential is limitless… Don’t deny it, the most admired, The most ridiculed, most desired…[young black man]

Just Thinkin’ bout you Verse 1 One of the many occurrences of you on my mind, I don’t wait tell they say praise some saint named valentine, Blessed bind…we two intersecting lines… Complete rhyme…dubbed twin flames intertwined… so fine yet non materialistic, And don’t trip bout having weight on yah neck and wrist as long as your heart is lifted, decorating yourself metaphysically Modest, Consciously flavored and culturally polished… “Wife from my past life”, is the way I adore you, You know a woman know you when she can finish your own sentence for you, hahah.. never boar you…never ignore you… Always enjoy you…and privately explore you My queen…sister…eve…mother…wisdom…mistress, Divine feminine…lover…godess…empress… My serum for this world’s venom in many ways, Your mere presents a present; I open a gift every single day Verse 2 we ain’t gottah say I LOVE YOU every single time we depart, Cause we’ve been practicing those 3 words indeed from the start… Moving mutually, dually agreed You so patient, non suffocating, you let me breathe, Walking not in front or behind but on the side of me, And you don’t trip when vixens flirt, eyeing me, trying me, You relax with no doubt where my heart is at… From trust tested, so you let me deal with them and that, Unselfishly, equally give and receive, take as much as you bring… She calls me her oxygen, I call her my mountain spring… No secret keeping, digusing lucid dream meanings… Dual follow and leading, learning and teaching… Refer to you as my balance cuzz that’s what you keep me in, Whenever I get weak and my knees begin to bend, you come in with encouragement and full support, Got me ready to take on the world without a second thought!!!!! [lets do it] Verse 3 Electro-magnetic forces, closeness, shows it, you the moon in my orbit.. And i ain’t shame to let’em know it… See the way we are, is way it’s meant to be, But Societies in such a twist, we’re considered a rarity, That’s why when we kiss at night, I receive another piece to my plight.. Wondering how many times did it take to get this right… Lorenzo let her know…

Ladder Traveler Intro talk- Yes, yes, yes as I profess more or less… Ah, Hold up swoll up you ain’t knowing bout the unknowing coming and going… Seen rarly, interplanetary… big dipper toe tipper… With the as above so below mystic flow… Out of body flying…steller step climbing… Up the astral ave. slidding….dark matter ridding… Behold….the one with the 7 fold roll so cold… His soul strolls threw blackholes… let’s go, but keep it organic, you know carbon based, yah dig… now make way for the knowledge gather…[light partial scatter] Mystery unraveler…. It’s the ladder traveler… Verse- Breaking down complex compounds By using various frequencies of sound, Leaving polyhedron forms to be visibly found, In hidden rivers throughout caverns miles underground… Unkept depths till theres no countries or continents for maps to go by… Nothing for sonar, radar or seismographs to recognize… Kilometers deeper than untapped silver and gold mines, Feeding off the planets ley lines like they grape vines, Rhymes crystallized, diamond designed, encased, Thus every line placed is traced to being carbon based… As I race past amounts of silicon, aluminum and iron, Thru tectonic plates, my mind is flying Thought refinement, closer to the core…transition zone, Feeling the intensity of density alone… Thru upper and lower mantle rock by the layers… North and South Pole polarity’s pull back and forth like a cross fader… I feel the equator just ahead several knots, My energy slot between summer solstice and winter equinox… Amazed in a nocturnal gaze… At how the prison of a prism separates colors in many arrays… As my retina transforms images into neural impulses… Transmitted to my brain for info to be decoded, By 250 million optical cells divided between 2 eyes, Dual spectrum allowing receptors to resonate, visualize, Gem stones and crystals elemental energy connections, Unseen movements in hertz, that is vibrations per second, Hearing high pitch octaves from every direction, Intense focus sounds found compounded in lessons, The power of passion, 1st chakra base… 2nd chakra to stimulate and create… The 3rd chakra…Humor, love and intellect… 4th chakra harmony and how to accept… 5th chakra showing kindness, truth and peace… 6th chakra intuition, the inner mind increased… The 7th chakra deep awareness of being, I feel it… Higher cosmic consciousness and fulfillment… All is in motion…nothing is still….. Going from psychic autopilot to full all is self will, Self refection, introspection, ethereal logic Over soul, view from microscopic to macro cosmic, Protons, neutrons, and electrons spin faster, Seeing atoms in every solid, liquid, gas, and plasma… Molecules gather, cellular structure takes place, I relate back to celestial bodies in outer space, Reverse translate, I retrace my steps back, Up At the speed of thought ascending thru the earth’s crevasses and cracks… From ground zero to the troposphere…stratosphere, mesosphere…thermosphere…exosphere, till all gravity is cleared, The magnetism of the moon, the electrifying sun, The precise order in which the solar system is run, Mercury closets to the sun then our sister planet venus… Mars with it’s bright red surface so scenic… Jupiter largest of them all, called the planetary king, Then Saturn, know for it’s spectacular rings, The methane clouded Uranus and it’s 27 moons, The bluish colored 8th planet from the sun Neptune, All the dwarf planets, asteroids, meteors and comets, Stars aligned, astrological signs, prophesying a promise, Ancients unraveled, navigation for land and sea travel.. Wise men found reasons… And were shown time in weather and seasons… Other answers delivered thru dreaming, And paleo Sanskrit interpretation of allegorical meanings, Positioned in man’s composition is a universal map, On how the physical and spiritual realms coincide and interact, Wisdom from Invisible aspects that your soul can tap, I’ve been here before and I’ll be back, The ladder traveler…

The puppeteer’s persuasion Mind control Sound bite 1 [ we are the few and elite, you are the masses asleep] Verse 1 Hypnotic hologram…(initiated) Submission instigated- subliminal playlist, TV streaming non-free thinking implicated Thru elongated indoctrination the sub-conscious is fully integrated, Sensory related, opinion modification, As you sit calm thru the sit-com, brain wave infiltration… Fostering desired sensations.. Channels Channeling Tainted entertainment, By Multinational mass media conglomerates Now Check the culprits list of the corporate mind fix Comcast, Time-Warner, Walt Disney.. CBS corp, Viacom, Twentyth-Century The flow of ethos…pathos…logos… Repition of images…symbolism…cigals… The meaning of colors and tones, how commercials are formatted… Making brand names attractive, accelerated buying habits, Not every conspiracy is a theory… Don’t be scared be prepared, be aware, be wiry… Hook- Life rearrangements, free will replacement Mind invasion, conscious manipulation Soul enslavement, your enslavement, The puppeteers’ persuasion… Don’t think for yourself, we’ll think for you, We’ll tell you what to say, we’ll tell you what to do.. Verse 2 Eyewitness bias news broadcasted, Shaped public perception, fear based propaganda tactics, Terroristic threats, homicides, mass shootings Disease outbreaks, environmental pollution, Global warming, unexplained extreme weather change, To keep you all distracted and afraid is the aim the conscious are in a trance… We Pull they strings and watch’em dance… Our divide and conquer doctrine fuels this system, Economically, socially, regionally and culturally split’em Identity twist’em, then lable fit’em With Racism…classism…sexism and ageism, Rich vs. poor…Unfair living conditions, Politicians, democrat vs. republican tension Religion, Muslim vs. Christians Even in sports, east vs. west divisions [16 bars] Not every conspiracy is a theory… Don’t be scared be prepared, be aware, be wiry… [Sound bite 3 and hook- Life rearrangements, free will replacement Mind invasion, conscious manipulation Soul enslavement, your enslavement, The puppeteers’ persuasion… Don’t think for yourself, we’ll think for you, We’ll tell you what to say, we’ll tell you what to do.. Verse 3 This is the machine you naive tourists… Thought reform at it’s finest, mind conditioning at it’s purest… From MK-Ultra to HAARP, Embedded Manipulation on multiple levels in intricate parts, [Let us decorate how dictate, Constitutional camouflage, mind sabotage, before you know it they’ll all be ours…] Classified property of the thrown, They see you straw men as stocks up and down the Dow Jones, Birth certificate, social security card, driver’s licenses, Numbered Maritime receipts for easy categorizing Silent weapons in a secret war over freedom being fought, You must unlearn everything you’ve ever been taught, Reverse brainwash, discerning all information given… At all cost proceed and perceive patterns with precision, Reprogram thought; closing down there controlling mechanisms… Regaining true sovereignty lost, is escaping the system.. Not every conspiracy is a theory… Don’t be scared be prepared, be aware, be wiry… Sound bite 3 and hook- Life rearrangements, free will replacement Mind invasion, conscious manipulation Soul enslavement, your enslavement, The puppeteers’ persuasion… Don’t think for yourself, we’ll think for you, We’ll tell you what to say, we’ll tell you what to do..

Beautifully Ugly Tippy toe creep sneaky…sneaking peeping, lip reading feaning for a meeting, greeting Seeing Her department store was well admired Shelves of candy shell sales to on coming buyers, Desire to bite her…little riddle that lies insider Laced after taste [ouch] scorched by the fire Sweet and sour sauce…dipped on two sides Temporarily denied…except for my 2 eyes artistic fix, from her sculpture Mixed mortal teasing torcher that drew me Closer, Never ever have I seen land so fertile Reserved, well preserved…non commercial Picturesque …she spoke with verbal so herbal Still looking for more degrees to complete the whole circle… But little did I know…… she’ll be the next to show…how she’s….sooooooowoooooo.. Verse 2 I guess our relationship relates to advertising.. Cuzz in a few full moons we were considered an item… Ummm hummmm….you know the flow Quicksand, the more you move the further down you go, Familiar plot, why is my nasle passage still open Castaway on a deserted island surrounded by a salty ocean, stranded by her fragrance… I’m lieing it was the physical friction that left me vacant, After time tested patience, suspicions turned To flagrance, that turned to me contemplating Her Replacement. [GET] It was our shared living arrangements, while rent was reality… i was charged extra taxes by her psychosis based personality, Early morn..[bull showing horns] Later on…[rose showing thorns] One night she pulled out a butter knife, egging me on like COME ON !!!! [come on] She’s the kind I usually try to keep away… Why did I still stay….when she’s so Verse 3 Priceless followed by worthless…. Kisses followed by curses… Miss hit and miss, I’m dogging her pitches perfect, Drama issues published weekly from her lips Oh boy let’s Buckle up for trips from past relationships… How moms did her dirty… pops was hella flirty… And y her x’s always treated her undeservingly unworthy, That’s why I’m handcuffed to this paranio Of what look good ain’t always good for yah Here’s the list, she’s controlling, selfish, inconsiderate, spoiled….. despicable, disrespectful, dishonest, disloyal and I can’t take it another day!!!! Okay baby let’s roleplay!!! You be NWA and I’ll be Oshay, [I’m gone] lee-mee, lee-mee lone I been done realized, You on some miswritten script from Compton house wives, So duces, adios, SAYONARA, Say-lah-vee No moe will you be hearing from me…I’m free

Sunflower seeds part 1 [planting principles ] Recognize the godly fashioned Fluent in the language of water splashing precious stone, mystic bowl grabbing Incents, incantation…spell casting… How can you believe in miracles but not in magic, In the closet trying to separate coats from jackets.. [Superstitious] petrified of caskets While I be multi verse, worm hole, star gate traveling… Electro-magnetic frame, logically baffling Aura solar glow, infinite, everlasting… Sound waves, galactic, geometric patterns, Frequency tuning past the rings of Saturn, Moving to drums like native, indigenous ancients.. That dance and chant, wearing… war painted faces, Gratuity for how the moon influences me.. That the so-called civilized claim is lunacy, Balancing the scales of righteous infamy, Lower self vs. higher self, acidity vs. alkalinity Verse 2 Advance another chapter turn the page… Eternal inner praise, the final stage of a sage, Reoccurring returns to earth, unrehearsed, Past de ja ve,… Fetus, amnesia thru water birth This existence limits thoughts concentrated There are parts of my DNA that have yet to be activated… Let your 3rd eye see what’s really in me, Concealed inside is an upside down tree, Fruit from the loins, roots from the mind, Branches as the ligaments, base as the spin [Combined] Scientists whisper in chalk board conversations… Not knowing my very essence is lord conformation, No time machine needed, my thoughts cross realities control…I mold, add to it or decrease it… Bend light, fold it and crease it… Alternate versions of me divided through out dimensions in pieces… To yield more seeds in the field…at will With my planetary pyro-gyro-hydro windmills Verse 3 Being in my circle is like being in a lab with Extra-terrestrial alchemist, working cosmic calculus I study, steadfast, grind till sand turns to glass, With the hands of fate using Karma tying future to the pass… Staying steady, I serve, observe, seldom swerve, Aware of curbs and curves that disturb and test nerve.. That’s why the words of a heathen have little meaning…. When my lines are chizzled thru deep thinking Delivered thru deep breathing, Thieves be deep creeping… In our sacred temples for numerous reasons, Deceiving… our children, before they even start teething… Intuition driven, intention transparent vision, to ensure treasure is not coveted by the ones that ain’t giving… with their hidden henchmen setting up restrictions egotistic, cleverly wicked blocking extensions so for those that know more, more is expected, that’s why I accept it, and proceed to cleaning up the wreckage…

Raise up the vibe 1st verse- Stardust beings on the scene, This is more than having a dream… More than an ends to a means, more than it seems, [Elevation extreme]… ascension supreme… Welcome to an informal family affair, Of Earth, fire and water being moved by the air, moved by the air……yeah…………………. [ inner alchemy here and there..] as I take you there… Inner Light uncovered… come discover other stellar structures embrace your sister, embrace yo brother, In the name of love for self and each other, we are now Cosmic zoned… as energy romes thru chromosomes to your philosophers stone, Aunk injection, djed pillar suspension, Wass scepter, gear shifting, passes this 3rd dimension, More than redecoration…pass renovation… This is transformation…to a new location… With Limitless sentiments, Turning ourselves back into children of innocents… 3rd verse- As we [DANCE] In an aboriginal style, [DANCE] like we Nubians down by the Nile, [DANCE] like we in Kemet carving signs, {DANCE} like we myans calculating time, [DANCE] like Dogons reading stars to explain, [DANCE] like Cherokees asking for rain, [DANCE} like the Moors building castles in Spain [DANCE] like the Harlem Renaissance is still the thang, [DANCE] like a 70’s episode of Soul Train, [DANCE] like B-Boy’s in a 80’s time frame, [DANCE} on the mother ship in zero gravity, [DANCE] in our minds together, telepathically, [DANCE] without movin’ meaning our spirits are groovin’… Provin’ we’ve finally reached the peak of universal communion, -[come on], Hook- who can help me –[raise up the vibe] I need you to help me –[raise up the vibe] Till all free minds –[raise up the vibe] Kundalini climb -[raise up the vibe] who can help me –[raise up the vibe] I need you to help me –[raise up the vibe] all free minds –[raise up the vibe] The Mer-kaa-baa ride [raise up the vibe]

Conditional love probe Computer part- Verse 1 Love, a word that soothes…yet it’s meaning is often delivered untrue… cheapened…weakened… commonly thrown around and misused… Often spewed out the mouths of an intimate 2 [I love baby] I love you… Caught in the moment but how momentous is the view… mixed emotions could leave one confused… my significant other, my man, my woman, my lover, my that, my this.. could Imply ownership, the fruit of selfishness, Possessiveness takes toll on relationships.. Handcuffed by a caress, jailed by a kiss…. we are a a universal collective of free souls!!! Question, How can someone be your better half when before you meet you were already whole… sold as compliments when undeveloped thoughts are involved, Premature lures to minds that have yet to evolve, putting high regards on hallmark card sympathy.. No understanding between the mingling of invisible energies.. If love is not in your cores center then a bond can’t be entered… Which means trust can’t be rendered.. thus the two can’t equally surrender… “balance” [Computer part ] Verse 2 beyond the affection, attention and sweet words mentioned, I don’t think I’ve ever seen love without a condition, Time reviles what a person doesn’t always openly show, Especially how friend and foe can be so interchangeable, Rearrangeable… It’s easier for a drunk man to say “I got love foe you”, Then it is for a sober man to attempt to even show you, Brother from another, I’ve heard that claim.. From the same two that;ll pull out on each other, cock back and aim.. So is it all in vain that we strive to abide By the power that love provides…that resides In every smile…from every laugh…in every tear from every cry, Love…we all want it, we all need it.. We don’t all give it, but we all seek it.. Sometimes we forsake it, sometimes we embrace it… The act of laying with each other is referred to as making it, Many write movies, songs and poems about it, Scared of being hurt by it… some ignore and doubt it, A few feel they don’t deserve it, and can’t preserve it when they find it, Others cry all night for it and will even kill Behind it [computer voice]

RXK Verse 1 Confidentiality between couch doctors and pill poppers… [ they want us all to think we got a screw loose Off our rockers] 51-50 crazy…. With over 50 million Americans taking psychotropic drugs daily, Huh now that’s big business.. [330 billion dollars a year?]…like I said BIG BUSSINESS!!!! Now this mind-mold-took hold In 1967 when top psychiatrist’s secretly meet in Puerto Rico, Beginning the treacherous trinity, Of the FDA, psychiatry and pharmaceutical industry, With money coming in hoards…conflict of interests got ignored… And threw PADUFA pills got quickly passed, packaged and poured.. Into the hands of an unknowing patient to take, With a prescription and a $100 dollar hand shake, Legitimized in the diagnostic and statistics manual, A lab rat and guinea pig behind closed doors scandal Verse 2 Now let’s trace the infamy Of this sickening psychiatry back to the 18th century, In insane asylums they would torchure the mentally ill, Thinking what ever was wrong inside would eventually come out at will, Dr. Benjamin Rush dubbed the father of psychiatry, Drained large amounts of blood from his patients for what he thought as the remedy, Later in the 1920’s induced coma therapy was employed, That’s receiving high voltage shock direct to the brain from electrodes, Then the Sigmund Frouad fraud-trial and error, And how his own cocaine addiction added fule to this science of terror, Next the lobotomy…that’s an ice pick threw the scull to the frontal lobe, How far will these sadistic misfits go… Then the idiodicy of eugenics, pushing the idea of inferior races…. Gene selection and forced sterilization, More improper propaganda pushed threw, That Hitler later subscribed to..leading up to world war 2, [killa] Verse 3 Straight jacket tactics are made clear when you hear, About the 42 thousand psychotropic drug related deaths every year, And the fast rise of related homicides and suicides, From these diabolical doctors and they unchecked RX supply, Abilify……Paxal…..Zoloft……..Zanax Ris-per-dal….Lex-a-pro……Cel-ex-a…..Pro-zac For unproven mental disorders you supposedly possess, Served with the side orders of typical antidepressant side effects, Oh and let’s not forget the hiding of law suits and court cases, Concerning psychiatrists abusing and raping There own patients, Next target, the under aged audience parents believe me, Watch how conveniently they label your kids Depressed, bi-polar or ADHD, Children as young as 6 with anti depressants in they system for autism, When there’s no official cure for autism or any of it’s symptoms, And that’s on the Caduceus and the eye of Horus, Now hurry up before they sedate me…and take me to the chorus. RXK hook- Murderous medications given, Got’em insane-outsane- trippin’ [driftin’…] Falsified diagnosis mental conditions Legalized homicide, assignation threw prescriptions…

Hip Hop reverence verse 1 Dis dat Africa Bambata boom bap Planet rock that left the earth’s core cracked, Zulu Voo Doo thru yah blood stream surging with Cold crush curses and Furious Five verses, A Sugahill delight after Kool Herc’s anoint, Funky 4 plus one, It’s the joint… Earthquake speakers, that wild style flick, The infamous, you don’t stop, you don’t quit”, Vinyl being gripped with fingertip’s Phrases being flipped in the mix, this was wax being ripped… break beat-looped sample chemistry… freestyling off the top of the head, nothing from memory, Last Poet’s influenced the get down… With Jamaican Toastin’ and funk from James Brown, It birthed the scene and spread thru the parks, Leaving all the city’s walls covered in graffiti art, Verse 2 Dis Dat RUNDMC raising hell, LL Cool J Rock the Bells, Whodini trick’em, Fat Boys Stick’em Shell toe Adidas with no shoe strings in’em Pop-lock, up rock, flair your choice of weapon, Linoleum battles, get served and keep steppin’ The B-Boy stance, the airbrush clothing, Gazele glasses the “Yo bust this” slogan Those kangol hats, those fat gold chains, Slick rick the ruler, Dana Dane with fame, Ghetto blasters with cassettes for love and respect, Before the billboards and exec’s… UTFO, Roxanne controversy, Even females showed no mercy with no curtsey, Shanta…Antoinette…MC Lyte… Queen Latifa…Salt n’ Peppa, my mic sounds nice… Verse 3 Dis Dat raw… Big Daddy Kane, B-D-P my nine millimeter goes bang, Eric B and Rakim I ain’t no joke, Beastie Boys let me clear my throat… Beatstreet, Breakin’…Fresh fest tours, DMC dj’s Technique wars, Rap City…Yo, MTV Raps… Cali’s on the map, KDAY, Greg Mack… L.A. Dream Team, Uncle Jam’s Army, Skateland, World on wheels, Carolina parties Egyptian Lover, Ice T, the world class Wreckin’ crew, Toddy Tee, Spade, King Tee and DJ Pooh Echoes of the classic “yes, yes, ya’ll” Even Down south and mid west heard that call, The 2 live crew, Schooly D, and Steady B More Miami bass and ghetto hits for the streets Verse 4 Dis Dat NWA f**k the police, Rebel without a pause, public enemy, Geto boys my mind playing tricks on me, DR. DRE, Snoop Dog, green chronic leaf, Red, black, green, X-Clan, PRT, EPMD, Gangstarr, M.O.P. E40, Too Short, BONE thugs-N-harmony, UGK, Eight ball and MJG… De La…Tribe…Busta Rhymes…Brand Nubee.. Cypress Hill, Outkast, Wu Tang, Fugees… 2Pac against the world, Nas Illmatic, B. I…ready to die on repeat status, Please Consider this an incomplete list, So if I didn’t shout out yah name it’s no dis, from PJ corners to Jay Z arena shows Everybody in the house say Hoooo!!!!!!!!

All the nevers Verse 1 you'll never get to cuddle me in your arms and rock me gently to sleep, while you stare in my little face seeing the best part of you in me, you'll never know the feeling of being needed like when you leave the room and I start to cry you'll never hear family gather around begging to hold me saying I have your eyes, you'll never hear me say my first word, which would've been your name… or get to give me a bath then talk to me softly until sleepiness came, you'll never get to make weird noises and funny faces just to see me grin… you'll never see me go from crawling to walking or see my first tooth come in, you'll never get to send me off to my first day of school… anshously waiting for me to get out, worrying yourself like a fool, end---------------------------------------------------------- verse 2 when I slip and fall on the playground you'll never be there to wipe my tears, you'll never get to wish me a happy birthday once every year you'll never know how appreciated you feel when I complement you on how great your cooking taste, knowing what you heard wasn't empty words by the smile on my face and how fast I cleaned my plate, you'll never get to watch me grow taller grade after grade or sit in excitement watching me parade across stage in holiday school plays, you'll never see me as a teenager in high school with more maturity on my face the book reports, dances, sports and wanting to go out on dates, you'll never hear me beg you to let me drive with the most saddest puppy dog frown… or experience that sense of pride when i graduate in that cap and gown, end---------------------------------------------------------------- Verse 3 you'll never congratulate me on my first job or see the first pay check I get, or take me to the dealership to help me with the first car I pick… you'll never get the hugs, kisses and mother’s day cards over the years I'd drown you with or see me move in my first apt. hiding how much i’ll be miss… you'll never know how it feels to be so pleased at the adult I've become… or know the happiness that overcomes you when I tell you I've found that special one, you'll never give me your blessing or be at my wedding when I say “ I do” or at my reception when glasses are raised and I tell them “i wouldn't be here if it Wasn’t for you, so continue on mother, you'll have second thoughts for the rest of your life believe me, but before you go, I just want to know, was that enough nevers for you not to leave me?

U4rian Fame Verse1 Fanatical screams can still be heard from backstage, but little does anyone known, behind that dressing room door is a spirit inside a keyless cage… All we’re shown is the praise, accolades and titles, Living legend, multi-platinum selling, Icon, Idol… The money, the mansions, the acceptance… After party sex offers from all directions… “they can have anything they want in the world” is the perception, but the high expectations of others can smoother… and blue is more than a color when one silently suffers, fake smiles and waves in paparazzi pic’s start to show the strain… and signing autographs begin to feel like it’s all in vain… but who measures the loss or gain, When no one is let in to see how deep is the pain... then came that hit… [that’s it] Ohhhh…undeniable bliss…. Who could resist… Summoning of the numbing… That Seemed to end all the running… -at least for now- Verse 2 In the search for heaven on earth… was the finding of mind altering substance to rid the hurt, a clouded relief, of some form of release… or At least a little piece of peace!!!!!! Left with clues between words during personal interviews.. but All the make up in the world can’t cover up certain truths… or how a onetime experience, Turned into over use, abuse, dependence, Now Unquenchable cravings relentless, After shows The unnoticeable slow leaving… Of a Weakening spirit every evening… It’s not easy to see what lurks in others hearts, Especially when all surrounding eyes are focused on the top 10 charts, Notoriety from successful tours and awards, Start to Mean very little when losing an ongoing inner war, Late night Fights with friends over trips to that temporary paradise… And the come back gripes of sacrifice and life in the lime light, No one really knows the plight of that voice behind the mic… They say souls can be sold, if so who sets the price… hook- night after night…[night after night] the crowd the the hype [the crowd the hype] the stage the lites [the stage the lites] the music, the life, u4orian fame… In remembrance of our musical greats that crossed over due to alcohol, illegal or prescription drug related abuse. Your physical presents will always be Missed but Threw your music you will forever be with us in sound and spirit. roll call- Billy holiday… Gerald Levert Dorothy Dandridge…Frankie Lymon… DJ Screw…Johnny Taylor… David Ruffin… Janis Joplin… Whitney Houston… Sid Vicious[sex pistols]… Jimi Hendrix… Charlie Parker… Amy Whinehouse… Ol dirty Bastered Jim Morrison[the doors]… Ike Turner… Prince… John Bonham [led zeppelin]… Kurt Cobain… Rudy Lewis [the drifters]… Michael Jackson… Miles Davis… Rick James…Pimp C… Bon Scott[ac/dc]… Chris Kelly[kiss kross]… R.I.P. reality in perspective