Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me

Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
Well I’m gone but I’m trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you’re sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cause you’re scared, I ain’t there?
Daddy’s with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy’s here, no more nightmares
We gon’ pull together through it, we gon’ do it
Laney uncles crazy, ain’t he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We’re all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin’ puzzled, in a daze
I know it’s confusing you
Daddy’s always on the move, mamma’s always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up his daddy that he had to see
Daddy don’t want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have gotten so bad between us
I don’t see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it’s just something we have no control over and that’s what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we’ll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don’t you cry
Everything’s gonna be alright
Stiffen that upper lip up little lady, I told ya
Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But I promise momma’s gon’ be alright

It’s funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck ‘em under the tree and said some of ‘em were from me
Cause daddy couldn’t buy ‘em
I’ll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cause daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Tryna start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma’s heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin’ to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin’ a lot so momma moved back
On the Chalmers in the flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that’s when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn’t like it
And you and Laney were to young to understand it
Papa was a rollin’ stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I’m just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cause all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I’m sitting in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin’ at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it’s almost like you’re sisters now
Wow, guess you pretty much are and daddy’s still here
Laney I’m talkin’ to you too, daddy’s still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It’s got a ring to it don’t it?
Shh, momma’s only gone for the moment

[Chorus]

And if you ask me too
Daddy’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
I’mma give you the world
I’mma buy a diamond ring for you
I’mma sing for you
I’ll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don’t sing and that ring don’t shine
I’mma break that birdies neck
I’ll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
And make him eat every carat don’t with dad (haha)

Duration : 0:5:48

Sadistik- Absolution
The Balancing Act
Songs:
1. Absolution
2. Ashes To Ashley ( Ft. Mac Lethal )
3. Clockwark Grey Interlude
4. Dawn Of The Dead
5. The Exceptions To Everything
6. Memento Mori
7. Murder Of Crows
8. November
9. Playing God
10. Searching For Some Beautiful
11. Writes Of Passage

Lyrics:
I write in long hand a short-term memory/
Hopeless romantic, coarse word tendencies/
RIght now I don’t want to wake up/
Or try to forget when the storm first entered me/
Lately I’ve felt self destructive/
Self-inflicted, self help the cuts with/
Shellshocked, Hell’s bells and trumpets/
Self-taught to tell tales in public/
Of this life, same but different day/
I write it down, same in different ways/
Fight it now, break fists against the cage/
Until I climb on that slave ship and drift away/
My blood boils (in cups) the sun spoils (abrupt)/
And unloyal (with love) so come toil (with us)/
The sun freezes (and cuts) in some seasons (and plus)/
Its untreated (so trust) I’m done bleeding/
In a place where I can be and touch all of the things I see/
To find my peace and I can breathe with nobody looking back at me/
I’ll just take a breath and place my bets but never deal/
‘Til I face my death with a game of chess like Seventh Seal/
I’ll still fight the stepdads and memories/
Scream Zion ’til deaf dance to melodies/
Deadpanned with setbacks and jealousy/
Until hea-ven ex-pands the in me/
Acquired conscious competence of all of my accomplishments/
And conquered constant comments that contradicted my confidence/
Common compliments were called upon to con me in/
Accosted consonant comments that condescended all my common sense/
Where I’m from, no one stays alive/
You just die by the sword, a shogun’s frame of mind/
Walk with the rest like its Dawn of the Dead/
And drink from the blood that the open veins provide/
My raps are like a novel with clever style and prose/
Im Edgar Allan Poe, the Casque of Amontillado/
Enter catacombs ’til clever palindromes/
And letters that I wrote can capture the god Apollo/

Hear the secret stammers time’ll tell/
I rebel, they teach me manners with Bible-belt/
Schtick, psychadellic, dreams of banter/
Scenes of candor I embellish/
Like a zombie that eats through tissue/
Until I find a heart with a beat to spit to/
If its not in the meat I sift through/
I’ll write it acapella on the piece I bit through/
I’m savage, and its near the dead of night/
Wait ’til the sun paints an iridescent sky/
To head the deadened cries/
Of an old boy given no choice but to fear the present time/

Take the reigns, I’m sick and tired of the practice/
of burnin’ bridges, I lit the fire with a matchstick/
Return the image to where I’m at, cuz thinking back/
I’ve been sinking fast, and tripping wires where the sands quick/
Across plains with bloody palms and jaw pains/
Hiding from God’s grace in fright like its Pompeii/
And always, I’ll just stay on the lost road/
While you study crucifixes painted with barcodes/
At first its just a ride to live fast/
Until I felt the bruises inside from whiplash/
A purpose, I’ll try to get that/
Until I fall from grace and I die on impact/
And intact was a single broken locket/
With the ocean on its rustic chain and face that no one wanted/
I’m growing nauseous from a world that never stops/
When my center’s lost hope in the ghost that haunted Pentecost/
I stand in graveyards and dance to take charge/
Of concepts of death that I have to base on/
Even when my bones crack I’ll pace on/
Through the epitaphs that my pasts engraved on/
Laugh and stay strong, embrace the day/
‘Till it fades away with this mask I paint on/

She’s probably just a thats casting all the shadows/
Laughing at my battles and following a trend/
Searching for an angel at the bottom of a fifth/
But my hands stay empty, I swallow it again/
Its the loss of leaves that autumn brings/
That show me these limbs are far from wings/
I’m far from happy, you’re far from peace/
I’ll fall from grace and you’ll fall for me/
And awkwardly I’ll just change the posture/
‘Till the aches and pains rearrange the monsters/

Duration : 0:6:1

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Tech-Omega:

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they say im wrong, not yet
breaking through the steps trying hard to find success

you could say im wrong looking for success in a sun dress
basking outside chilling sitting on the front steps
and please let me take whatever i can get,
be it happiness or sadness ill always forget

cus my relations with my mic are better than my friends
it condenses and echos every flow from my pen
speaking of which, pretends not to write again
cus my mind chewed through it from the bottom to the end

you could say im wrong, i could say im the best there’s ever been
there flat out i said it, no pun left to intend
no word play id rather sentences instead
now sentence me to the maximum and beat me till im dead

steps to success ill knock, with all your writers blocks
and i dont own any glock, but in my crosshairs its locked
im ready, got it cocked, let it loose, let it drop
tech-o with detale, like a custom machine job

if you see me walking in the street there with my phone out
chances are im zoned out fighting all these clones now
making bars come alive with my t9
drafting out the inbox, you gotta read between the lines

im different im fine, i quick split the rhyme
i slit these little verses down the edges of their spine
i left the time behind in the LCD display
so try to stall this kid and youll get hit this way

risky take a pistol whip and mistake
misplace the surface and so im back in this lip play
switch-blade-it-up swiss army knife intake
the power of the purpose lays the pen in my wrist cage

im in a rush to pledge allegiance to my younger brother
so when the heathens can breath in they wont take me under
whatever you say whether im wrong or im right
ill take a left at the next turn just to make it through the night

im breaking through every step
and taking you with me till there aint nothing left

Duration : 0:3:5

Lyrics-
Yeah
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me…

Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
When I’m gone, but I’m trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you’re sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you’re scared, I ain’t there?
Daddy’s with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy’s here, no more nightmares
We gonna pull together through it, we gonna do it
Lainnie uncle’s crazy, aint he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We’re all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin’ puzzled, in a daze
I know it’s confusing you
Daddy’s always on the move, mamma’s always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don’t want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don’t see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it’s just something we have no control over and that’s what destiny is,
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we’ll wake up and this will all just be a dream

[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don’t you cry
Everything’s gonna be alright
Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya
Daddy’s here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy’s not here right now and we don’t know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby,
But i promise momma’s gon’ be alright

It’s funny
I remember back when you and daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck ‘em under the tree and said some of ‘em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn’t buy ‘em
I’ll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Trying to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma’s heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin’ to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin’ a lot so momma moved back
Onto Chalmers in a flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that’s when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn’t like it
And you and Lainnie were to young to understand it
Papa was a rollin’ stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I’m just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I’m sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin’ at your baby pictures, it just triks me out
To see how much you both have grown, it’s almost like you’re sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are and daddy’s still here
Lainnie I’m talkin’ to you too, daddy’s still here
I like the sound of that, yeah,
It’s got a ring to it don’t it?
Shh, momma’s only gone for the moment

[Chorus]

And if you ask me too
Daddy’s gonna buy you a mockingbird
I’mma give you the world
I’mma buy a diamond ring for you
I’mma sing for you
I’ll do anything for you to see you smile
And if that mockingbird don’t sing and that ring don’t shine
I’mma break that birdies neck
I’ll go back to the jeweler who sold it to ya
and he’d gimme every carat don’t with dad (haha)

Duration : 0:4:27

I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said “I’ve never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?

If you can pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way.”
I said “You’re such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?”
She looked at me and this is what she said:

“Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down,
I can’t hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”.

Not even fifteen minutes later
I’m still walking down the street,
When I saw a shadow of a man creep out of sight.
And then he sweeps up from behind
And puts a gun up to my head,
He made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight.

He said “Give me all you’ve got
I want your money not your life,
But if you try to make a move I won’t think twice.”
I go like “You can have my cash
But first you know I got to ask
What made you want to live this kind of life?”

He said “There ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down,
I can’t hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”.

Now a couple hours have passed
And I was sitting at my house,
The day was winding down and coming to an end.
So I turned on the TV
And flipped it over to the news,
And what I saw I almost couldn’t comprehend.

I saw a preacher man in cuffs he’d taken money from the church,
He stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills.
But even still I can’t say much
Because I know we’re all the same,
oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

“Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
We got bills to pay,
We got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know we can’t slow down,
We can’t hold back,
Though you know, we wish we could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”

Duration : 0:2:56

Lyrics to Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked :
I was walking down the street,
When out the corner of my eye
I saw a pretty little thing approaching me.
She said “I’ve never seen a man
Who looks so all alone,
Could you use a little company?

If you can pay the right price
Your evening will be nice,
And you can go and send me on my way.”
I said “You’re such a sweet young thing
Why you do this to yourself?”
She looked at me and this is what she said:

“Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down,
I can’t hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”.

Not even fifteen minutes later
I’m still walking down the street,
When I saw a shadow of a man creep out of sight.
And then he sweeps up from behind
And puts a gun up to my head,
He made it clear he wasn’t looking for a fight.

He said “Give me all you’ve got
I want your money not your life,
But if you try to make a move I won’t think twice.”
I go like “You can have my cash
But first you know I got to ask
What made you want to live this kind of life?”

He said “There ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
I got bills to pay,
I got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know I can’t slow down,
I can’t hold back,
Though you know, I wish I could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”.

Now a couple hours have passed
And I was sitting at my house,
The day was winding down and coming to an end.
So I turned on the TV
And flipped it over to the news,
And what I saw I almost couldn’t comprehend.

I saw a preacher man in cuffs he’d taken money from the church,
He stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills.
But even still I can’t say much
Because I know we’re all the same,
oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

“Oh, there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Money don’t grow on trees.
We got bills to pay,
We got mouths to feed,
There ain’t nothing in this world for free.
I know we can’t slow down,
We can’t hold back,
Though you know, we wish we could.
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked,
Until we close our eyes for good”

Duration : 0:3:10