A coming of age, I can't forget about you, Bring me back to that place, With my back to your wall Back in your room, Backwards in space with the past on a pause like time doesn't move, in a silent escape We would hide from the truth, always blind to the pain Finding a beautiful death, I truthfully don't know what do with my head We were together and lonely but now its all gone and only the music is left A coming of age, A coming of age A coming of age, A coming of age Yeah Yeah Yeah Yea all good things come to an end, but I can't let this get under my skin I know we'll never be lovers again, and its how I know that love is a myth At least in my case, turned my world sideways, eyes glazed Monday through friday On the weekends we'd get the greenest weed lit an let the highs fade, blind dates.. I didn't know you then, and I don't know you now Im getting over this, but Im so full of doubts You built me up, then brought me down I killed the trust, then taught you how To spill your guts and offer self, like I do--try that--I knew it was cuffing my youth--tied hands Twisted like a typhoon, sicker than the swine flu, Kissing under white moons--skys black Tried to figure out why you'd want to die too while you were putting your knife through--my back I had always held you close, Said you'd always be there thats what helped the most all the times, drowning in my selfish hope, desperately trying to keep myself afloat A coming of age, I can't forget about you, Bring me back to that place, With my back to your wall Back in your room, Backwards in space with the past on a pause like time doesn't move,

What if I was never even here in the first place? Would it make any difference to their surveys? Wings spreading, but Im stuck in this bird cage Whatever, life is just a blue sky that turns grey Most of the earth's face was beautiful, fine up until my muse lied My two eyes fell for somebody's cruel mind, habitually two timed Too many times to count, was finding out where the truth hides Yeah like everything coming from a liars mouth carries two sides So confused by a sense of removed spite and the numerous contusions on my bruised pride I'd abuse a new vice, every other moon rise, outta body too high Head buzzed, been coming down definitely faster than I went up The whole thing was a setup, I've been missing my ex-love Now every flings a sex crush, like Im addicted to that flesh drug Less trust more habit, more to get some--reaction outta the pretentious Living on my last ten bucks for like the last ten months Careless actions, years are passing, yea the last ten sucked Hatchets to bury,(bury, bury) habits to break (break, break) Madness to marry,(marry marry) passion to thank and you know what they say New day, old skin. I want to let it all out Empty myself, got nothing left to hold in No recognition, No reward, No risk The seasons keep coming and going and going Im gone.. Im gone, Im gone .. What was I thinking trying to chase dreams? Well I musta thought that it would all taste sweet Wanted to get caught up in some great things Wasn't aware of the nightmare that was awaiting Like fuck, it makes me wonder what the price was* Longer nights with songs to write about life stuff* Eyes sunk, tight lungs, Gave it all away for a stage and mic rust just to wake and ride bus, Subtlety underplay this life rut Been dealing with dry funds, just feeling out life's bumps Yea been nibbling on the pie crust, unbiased another visionary with blind trust Distressed, still can't remember how I got myself into this mess Piss stench, Ripped threads rolling with holy pockets nobody to impress Im not in the business of rich men, but I know the minutes you invest More often than not condition your interest, had my innocence misled Once upon a grin spread, My rotten integrity was only getting grittier Thin stretched across my lips wet, hasn't gotten any prettier since then To the common city stranger, do you think your story matters? Would it make any difference if they knew you before and after? Skim through the important chapters.. before your heart was drugged and after the scars of love, composure gathered but its hard to trust Hatchets to bury,(bury, bury) habits to break (break, break) Madness to marry,(marry marry) passion to thank and you know what they say New day, old skin. I want to let it all out Empty myself, got nothing left to hold in No recognition, No reward, No risk The seasons keep coming and going and going Im gone.. Im gone, Im gone

Im sick of existing inside of, an over emotionally controlled mind fuck Where every thought and action, cause habit to blind us, (twisted in a mix) Twisted in a mix of busy business with flimsy opinions and a bit tied up oblivious to what time does The seconds waste, We're led astray, from a precious age in our arrogant america my parents took care of and did they're absolute best to raise my radical mental state to a better place and generate a general sense of ethical depth but Ego's swell and entertain our evil and self centered brains to level the head so I went rebel and left, dipped from the crib, figured I'd settle for less Sending em texts, like mama, papa let your birdie leave the nest, dont worry I've got wings to spread, I need excessive indulgence in drama weed and sex check the reality, living check to check, never took a second look at the textbooks but I never put down the pen, pushed it to the paper, pages ripped and wasted learning my limitations in a journal of innovation, Its crazy Five years ago I was 18, slick and anxious to break away from safety and embrace it break away from the equation break away from structure-- break away from supervision-- Big-headed, fearless with selective hearing, If I'd choose to listen, it was meant sincerely Too many confessions buried, I was loosing interest in this world, in myself, in a cooler image but refused to give in, moving in and outta temporary tenant housing, when I think about it Not much has changed, Im still underpaid, and kinda crowded for comfort space but I allow it Stomach aches comes by the hour, In my younger days I just wanted to run away but I doubt it would've empowered independence or freedom wishful thinking isn't for thinkers wishing without reason, as of recent this indecent delinquent has been piecing together dreams, to gather peace and rarely sleeping carefully breathing meaning through this music, the truth is I've been feeling useless- trying to describe... the time frame that my entire life changed I managed to find fate inside blind dates with destiny, testing me--insight made a mess of me death in threes, ecstasy, debt and bleaker mind states sending me to my grave side tracked by cash flux and migraines, resilient and irate, begging for brilliance, I'd still fill the stanzas with my pain Life is a playground, I sit on the swings Life is a let down, I snipped off the strings I was a puppet with puppy dog eyes and a pin point description of addiction, symptoms lingering under fog skies, thunder songs cry, flick my cigarette nose runny roads bumpy, just another nobody adjusting, vomit and lay low Enjoying a walk in the rain soaked, its calming and tranquil, to God Im unfaithful, but Im still exploiting and stalking his angels some ubiquity above must love the humility I trust (TRUST) solid and fatal What the fucks wrong with me, Im no longer the same soul The confidence fades slow, like oh bother, pondering my incompetence shake rolled, doctoring the ganja hits, stay stoned no stops on the way home but I still feel My breeds on the brink of extinction lost and unstable

uhhh.. Totally tongue tied, feeling down today and having trouble looking on the upside Holding on to the hope just doesn't suffice, when You've been holding onto a ghost of someone unkind and I just can't figure out how to flip this frown Suppose Im probably just too proud, or too uptight Life is but a joke, to which nobody wrote a punch line So funny I must of forgot to laugh, yeah no one ever taught me to how drop the act, never took off the mask Jim Carey, SSSSSSSSSSSSSmokin on that ganja grass Swear Im not as crazy as Im coming off-- Common Man Stressing, check to check, rent and debt, no pocket cash Guess I shouldn't have slept through my economics class Fuck your credentials, I never wanted to be a college grad I just wanna mic, I just want some fans I just want your eyes, I just wanna rap There are five aspects of a powerful voice, The first- Breathing The second-Resonance The third- Articulations The fourth aspect- Silence The fifth thing- All human languages (Its a dangerous thing) All human languages have a way showing certainty and a way of showing doubt uh 'nnunciate speak slow, while others stare Im struggling just tryin' to understand people Shoulders seem cold, when whats occurring in the world whirlwinds your emotions into heat stroke Makes my temper flare, yeah you're never there Its like you just disappeared, or just keep low Im extending my network, seeing how far the reach goes I want handshakes and hands to help, put together the puzzle pieces of my damaged self, under this magic spell Abra-kadabra socials, so distracted in a go go gadget realm Swear Im not as crazy as Im coming off-- So fasten belts Yea take a ride to the place my pride and passion fell Realized reality isn't a basket of daffodils Carpe diem, like there's no tomorrow, play in traffic still I just want the lights, I just want on mass appeal I just want your eyes, I just wanna rap it real There are five aspects of a powerful voice, The first- Breathing The second-Resonance The third- Articulations The fourth aspect- Silence The fifth thing- All human languages (Its a dangerous thing) All human languages have a way of showing certainty and a way of showing doubt

Verse 1: If living's whatever you make it, than dying's wherever your grave is They'll tell ya stick to the basics, I say miss me with that vague shit Your circumstance of blame sits, hand in hand with picking favorites Some how I found my place in, a world that forgets the nameless I'll be well over your heads, long after Im under your feet Yea I've been holding my breath, out of love for this scene Critics'll go for your neck, while they're crushing ya dreams Nobodies showing respect, so why the fuck should I speak Hook: Found a new beginning, and refuse to cherish the end You aren't here for me now, and you weren't there for me then Blood, sweat, and tears as transparent as the air in my chest Ya'll can refer to me as Common Purpose cause Gary is dead yea yea yea Gary is Dead yea yea yea Gary is Dead Verse 2: Ch-Ch-Choking on flem, lungs coughs up the smoke in my chest Looking like love loss, hopeless at best, devoted to less, I owe on the rent My home is a mess, I must come off as some sort of joke to my friends Sorry ya'll but life shouldnt revolve around the amount I gross in ya checks What you didn't think I didn't notice that Im mostly a wreck, socially inept Most mornings Im ignoring the informal unavoided ghost in my bed, wake to chase dreams between cream dames, nicotine and weed, embrace the assortment of copious meds Abnormally lonely and stressed but still breathing conformity overly blessed So don't say a prayer for me, just say you'll be there for me When its all said and done, say my words were your therapy Hook: Found a new beginning, and refuse to cherish the end You aren't here for me now, and you weren't there for me then Blood, sweat, and tears as transparent as the air in my chest Ya'll can refer to me as Common Purpose cause Gary is dead yea yea yea Gary is Dead yea yea yea Gary is Dead

Man, I know its eating you up, It eats at me too But what should we do? This world aint doing Nothing for either of us, No one is believing in us, but nobody needs to yeah nobody, nobody Man, last weekend was rough My plans were weak from the jump On edge ever since, wednesday Haven't been sleeping enough Man, I've been taking chances Dragging my dreams in the mud Out to the lake, speaking in tongues Im unsure if its worth the chase When Im hurting the people I love Shit I don't see 'em as much as I can Like man, the reasons are fucked Its harder for them to understand To an artist, the easel's a drug 1000 phrases leak from my brush Ponder ways the seasons will flux Color me a calm shade of autumn Devious rust -orange, golden yellow and torn scarlet- features that blush on the page, but more on my face like Pieces of us, Losing loose leaves by the month Absolutely no sound leaving my mouth Turn the trees into dust, burn the greed from my lungs Man, Im not one to gamble with the past But lately I've been cheating my luck A lady that'll cheapen her bluff with the bat of a lash, So I put it all back down on the track Man, maybe there's no means to discuss Just another sad sorry ending for me to confront Man, I know.. Man, I know its eating you up, It eats at me too But what should we do? This world aint doing Nothing for either of us, No one is believing in us but nobody needs to..

Common Purpose: Breathing techniques, Bring out the team for a feeding frenzy Taking shit by brain storm, wait for haters to reap their envy You wont catch us on your radar, one way or Another we're getting our credit cause we take charge (yeah) Put it where its due, competitor aren't comparable, They're diction is terrible, I breathe bars They barley drool gimmicks, you cant compare the two Dont compare us to the vets, Cause we're on some next No disrespect but I contest any narrow views Critics need to jump off the dick here's a parachute Pick a scenario, unless you pricks are too scared to choose (I've got) six million ways to kill your career in booth My literature gets at ya similar to how a pistols barrel shoots Lyrical miracle mother fucka tearing through Directly to the point, Something heavenly blessed me with a voice Unfortunately for emcees it sent me to destroy (Listen to me) Bomb with knowledge not a novice, got them cocky rhymers rethinking dropping projects with copied concepts and sloppy homage Who's ready for war? They aint ready Who's ready for war? They aint ready If you're not ready now Then you probably wasn't ready before They aint ready for more So who's ready for more? They ain't ready Who's ready for more? If you're digging the sound Sit tight and get ready for (war) You saying this, You saying that I come correct to resurrect that real rap These fake cats ain't ready for war (ain't ready for war) I'm ready for combat, my lyrics will contrast You'll finish last and you're number one But I'm the real one, (I'm the real one) Your simple thoughts keep you simple minded Remind me how a mime is, you should be (silent) But I'm deadly I'm ready for Armageddon I'm a lethal weapon with a pen Writing your death sentences, did I forget to mention (We da best) put it to the test with bakesale banger Game change up, blow your whole range up back up Back up, Danger, Danger in your area.. Who's ready for war? They aint ready Who's ready for war? They aint ready If you're not ready now Then you probably wasn't ready before They aint ready for more So who's ready for more? They ain't ready Who's ready for more? If you're digging the sound Sit tight and get ready for (war)