When you're alone, life can be a little rough
It makes you feel like you're 3 foot tall
When its just you, well times can be tough
When theres no one there to catch your fall (ay ay ay ay)
3 Foot tall
Like you're 3 foot tall
3 Foot tall
When theres no one there to cat

It's the 5th element
Never repetitive
Highly competitive
Classy and elegant
I'm gettin' busier can't you tell
I got the rhymes that sound so well.

I got no time to waste
Back at it time to embrace
Kid is too nice I aint fallin' back on my face
I figured it o

Check, Check yo

What's it all about, hip hop what dose it mean?
I'm addicted to this shit and I ain't ever comin clean
To be all you can be
But son you under pressure
Oh damn I'm so addicted to it man

Yo it started off at an early age, twelve to be exact
Got addic

Stuck in a world, no longer turnin'
Always the one, waitin' for somethin'
Too many days, walkin' around sleepin'
Open my eyes, I'm tired of dreamin'

Cause I wanna run with a reckless emotion
Find out if love is the size of an ocean
And Even if I crash down, burn out

(Feat. Chad Hatcher)

Life's not what you take
It's not about the promises you make
It's not about the friends you might've made
Or love that is gone

Life is what you give
It's not about the stupid things you did
It's not about the way things could've been
It's

Chad Hatch:
Life's not what you take
It's not about the promises you make
It's not about the friends you might've made
Or love that is gone

Life is what you give
It's not about the stupid things you did
It's not about the way things could've been
It's about movi

Hello?
Hello?
Hello?!?

Is anybody listening?
Yea, Can you hear me?
No reply at all,
Uh, Cmon,
Is anybody listening?

No reply at all
Yea
Is anybody listening?
What do i gotta do to make you pay attention,
Yea, uh.

This is, More then a busi

Yo
Eh Yo
I ain't what y'all expect, ain't ya average MC
ain't drop a verse, with no purpose that ain't empty
ain't sporting gear, I know I can't afford
But I will snap next with the raps that I record
Classics.......ya average white folks
Drop you in your tracks lyric

Jus gimme a sec I gotta make some beats
Yo, plug that in over there
Turn on the turn table, let the needle touch the record
I'll find the right sound I'm use to coping under pressure

You dig, you look, you skip tracks and skip back
Take pieces of old music mix match and fli

Our Father who aren't in heaven,
Baptize my soul and help me learn my lessons,
I'm tryin' to do right and return the blessing,
But please don't judge me on a first impression,
I don't go to mass,
Don't mean I ain't religious,
Still get the picture even though I skip the s

How can I give you, what you're asking for?
Oh baby
When the feeling is gone (when the feeling is gone)

It's been a while since we last conversated, still can't believe we never made it
Lookin back at the way it was, high school love, both of us embraced it
Let me take

What's up Canada, ye, you know
We got caTash up in this bitch so everybody raise your cups up
I'm about to make a toast and after that, we gettin fucked up
Yup yup, you know, and you ain't checkin with an ammateur
Customs bust my balls, but I still made it thru Canada
Right o

(Choose your own adventureeeeeee!)

Yeah, yeah
Ou got the water? (check), weed? (check, ready to roll)
Look ma, no hands, I'm a never get old
(I pedal like the gas pedals got stuck to the floor)
In other words (nope), we ain't goin slow (so)
Quickly down the road we

Choose your own adventureeeeeee!)

And now we head into the big city, Mic Boyd and white Mic with me
We on the 102 cruisin doin 150
Clownin around with the music loud, lip syncin
Yo, turn the music down, my phone's ringin
Hello

What up Class, can you make it to my

(Choose your own adventureeeeeee!)

Martin Finch
(What's up man? What are you doin here?)
What are YOU doin here?
I thought you were at boot camp the last two months?

Hey Class, I'm back, I'm back in the 'fax, I'm back with a bad back
I was trapped in shallow Mani

They might say I lead a simple life, the type that don't excite
And yes I like to smoke more than light 'til night
I realize I got a problem, I'm high way too often
And only seem to acknowledge it after I indulge in it
Pull in my driveway, walk through my front door
Then make

It Goes...
Welcome to DANGER BAY!
Where everybody acts up in the strangest ways
In this place when it pours
It rains for days
Ain't no love left only that hate remains
Walk with me... escape or face the flames
Type of place you don't even know your neighbours name

To fully enjoy this recording do not, I repeat do not,
Listen to it on your laptop, cellphone, or any place without bass

I need to here that (boom, boom) Turn it up
(boom, boom) Turn it up
(boom, boom) yeeaaa, I need to here that
(boom, boom) Turn it up
(boom, boom) Tur

I know that everything that goes up, must come down
That everybody with luck, must run out
Ya, so now I'm contemplating, like 'what's up now'
The music thing is all gone, but I'll suck it up proud
I did more than I imagined, tours I couldnt fathom
Broke down doors for sure, I