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RealiTV
04:38
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Alright now listen up, I think it's time to tell you about some underlying shit in this world that surrounds you. While you're walking around with your eyes closed so many people opening doors but you never question what for. Wandering aimlessly to put your mind at ease. You're just a rat in a maze, I hope someday you find your cheese. But when you do know that they have injected a disease. A little something to break your will and mold your personality. What's wrong with me? How dare I disrupt their scheme, to morph all of humanity into a fucking machine. We're just busy bee's working a nine to five, chasing an American dream, trying to buy the perfect life. A two story house, two SUV's, 2.5 children to help feed the disease. The nine to five is now a nine to nine to help feed these adolescent youth until they're grossly obese. It's kind of sad our kids will never come to know peace. That's why I write these words now do you see what I mean?
A voluntary blind fold over your eyes
Everything is planned, no element of surprise
On your death bed, life's up for inspection
All possession no spiritual conception
What's this life about it's time to figure it out so I can stop running around in circles in these clouds. I need to plant both my feet into the solid ground take a look around observe what's really happening now. But everything's crazy in the world today so you might as well go and smoke it any way. It's like a main vein flowing strait from my heart into your feeble brains it will tear you apart and leave you shaking in the corner and fully insane. Don't try to hold it in exhale what I'm saying. Stop all your complaining I'll never cosign your hating you need to do it yourself now start the masturbation. This truth I'm conveying reveals an ignorant nation TV, one box, brainwashed a generation. Turn up the heat outside this boiling pot. Keep feeding on knowledge or humanity will stop.
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2. |
Not Defeated
05:47
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Pick your head up off the ground you might just need it
Pick yourself up off the floor you're not defeated
Take the wrapper off of these suckers we don't need them and these dumb mothers don't know how to show me real love. They cover up all the tears and the years of destruction, a misconception of a book that's all about preaching love. I'm giving up it's abusive throwing love in a noose they string it up for loop they'll cover up all the proof and call it truth. Don't let them inside your head because they will strip you bare and leave you for dead.
Every time I come home seems to be more empty, more hollow I need to uproot and replant me. I need to wash clean let it all rain down, I need to let this bullshit fertilize my ground. I need to be a better man or be a more honest liar, let the laughter infect overwhelm and inspire. I need me to be me and not anybody else the most knowledgeable thing to learn is yourself. I need to forcibly insert the love back into existence gain wisdom, I need not be defined by religion. I need to learn not to let the anger cloud my vision hold my head up high and move forward with precision. I need to step foot outside absorb the sunshine keep my hands to the sky, keeps me feeling alive. I need all of these things if I strive to thrive. I need to love my life and keep staying alive.
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Superlame
03:23
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Tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
Come on tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
You extinguish the fire from your brother that's one strike
No form of discouragement will make me drop my mic
And now my right hand man in the past you caused a fight
And now you're messing with a Sanch that merits a second strike
Ignite the fire that will fuel your inflated head
Now feel the wrath glow from my paper as it flows from my pen
You're rhyming and siding with the enemy
You're making and breaking all promises we can't believe
and now I'll tell you one more thing that's free
Go!
You'll never get ahead while on your knees
Oh!
Tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
Come on tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
I will not gain success at the expense of my friends
and if I do exceed with help then it's a lesson not an end
But you view all of your peoples as a measly stepping stone
And if you're climbing to the top it doesn't matter who you bone
You'll catch with honey more flies
but your lies show through your teeth
And I'll break your crooked smile
as I roll through with my team
Audible Smoke Signal, you head what we're saying?
Coming forth now like a storm
oh how we'll leave you broke and maimed
and I'll tell you one more thing that's free
Go!
You'll never get ahead while on your knees
Oh!
Tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
Come on tell me who's to blame superlame, superlame
All you're bringing forth is shame you're superlame
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4. |
Cheers To Sobriety
04:19
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(Sanch)
I've got a problem they say I'm a social disease
That I distort the truth and misdirect reality
I cover up the path completely in front of me
I don't know where I'm going but it's where you'll never be
Try to perceive a chemical dependency
With a heart on my sleeve I'm not standing independently
Financial shackles asphyxiate and make it hard to breathe
Go on tighten the cuffs until my wrists start to bleed
Promise me you'll be there when I stub my feet
On the raised curb of the socially elite
They're the ones who pay their fees into a brown paper bag
While I wipe my ass with an aluminum can
It's all that I've got I can't afford toilet paper
Because my pocket book's shot I pay for my slave labor
Four hundred and twenty dollars left to go
In this three month program then I'm out the door
Cheers to sobriety so why are you eying me
I went to all my classes and I've paid all my fines you see?
So why you looking at me like a cancer of society
Why you keep eying me? Cheers to sobriety
(Stona E)
Now get the fuck out of my way I'm going no where in a hurry
With the Anheiser Busch St. Louis, Missouri
Wicked is the way that the bartender serves me
'Cause every damn day I gotta get my soul dirty
And it seems I can't think without a fucking drink
So if I aint got a drink then don't expect me to think
'Cause I get drunk and skank loud rock the boat
As I exhale the large clouds of Audible Smoke
It's an illogical toke in the wrong direction
It's a slippery slope to my alcky selection
Everybody get drunk and fuck tonight
And puff a fat dub of the Kryptonite
I pull my style out your lips and give you dick to bite
So put your cups in the air 'cause cheers to life
'Cause Stona E is an oddity irregular type
and if you need to feel alive go on and start a bar fight!
Cheers to sobriety so why are you eying me
I went to all my classes and I've paid all my fines you see?
So why you looking at me like a cancer of society
Why you keep eying me? Cheers to sobriety
I line my backpack with a bottle of Jack
So I can sit in the back of class get fucked up and laugh
If I wanna smoke weed then I'll get up and leave quietly
Why you keep eying me? Cheers to sobriety!
(Sanch)
This brand new confidence I hold inside my heart
is for my friends and family a beautiful blossom grown atop an ugly tree
This bag of weed is for me to plant my feet absorb the seed
be one with the earth look up at the sky spread my wings and set me free
This beautiful she on the phone is for love
What every human needs to seek now look at me I've gone and risen above
I've taken hatred, pain, and everything thrown my way
and made it into change, take my broken hands put 'em together form a dove
This beautiful smile on my face cannot be taken away
No matter how hard they try I've verbally shaken the wave
My body's breaking today, this intellectual mess
I'm getting completely off of my chest
Emotional stress I take and channel it through the bay
Cheers to sobriety so why are you eying me
I went to all my classes and I've paid all my fines you see?
So why you looking at me like a cancer of society
Why you keep eying me? Cheers to sobriety
I line my backpack with a bottle of Jack
So I can sit in the back of class get fucked up and laugh
If I wanna smoke weed then I'll get up and leave quietly
Why you keep eying me? Cheers to sobriety!
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5. |
This Music
02:44
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One good thing about music when it hits you you feel no pain
Try to complain about these hardships but you know three's to blame
and three's company but four is even better so join the party
and die for this music
I say stop drop and give it a roll
Shake rattle battle don't get herded in like you were cattle
Act like you've got a brain up inside your skull
You let her in too close and now she's steeling your soul
Chupacabra don't try to stop the
feast on your blood see the dead man walking start the talking
Networking to overcome this evilness
It's kind of hard when she promises gleeful bliss
Break free from her talons use a mind of your own
Or like it's opposite day you'll be the one getting boned
I tried to tell you that you should have been more bold
and that the word for boyfriend really means mind control
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Got Caught
03:35
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This is Stona E the abominable dope man
I'm chillin' here with Sanch the Audible Smoke man
A matter fact we comin' live with the whole band
So hold on man, you too mam, now here we go
(Sanch)
I'll open up the books now don't you dare laugh
Or you'll have an Audible Smoke fire-hose on your ass
You may have graduated at the very top of your class
but you're comin in, you're comin' in, you're comin' in last
Quickly switch tracks a runaway train pull the switch fast
Eyes welling up with dollar signs, dreams of quick cash
Feel the whip crack into your back welcome reality
Feel the whip snap, life is a game protect your queen
You just got ahead on your payments
'Till the cops pull you over take a seat on the pavement
Now he's going through your stuff while you try to explain it
Man, you just bought that sack
And you cannot afford to replace it
Headin to the home tire feelin kinda spent
and you just realized that now you're short on your rent
You gotta pay that water bill on the next paycheck
and now your radiators smokin man, what did you expect?
When it rains it pours such a familiar scene
Here's an alternative way to make some easy green
You turned your eyes to the streets and started slangin speed
It's just enough to get on top but now you're feeding greed
You need more!
Cash flowin heads peddlin rock
You need more!
Vast plans of an expanded block
You need more!
Money and power 'till you sold to a cop it goes oh.........
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya just got caught!
(Stona E)
I was a high school looser my knuckles with a ruler
The teachers be smackin I was sleepin in class
and then I wasn't that cool nappin in my own drool
With a puddle on the desk while I dream about breasts
and then the school bell rang, I'm out the door man
Back to my pad where I live with my mom
and my step dad, Ron, who used to yell
'Clean up the dog shit and mow the front lawn
and then when you're done keep the stereo down'
Yo I thought he was an asshole
He thought I was a clown
Him and my moms would go to bed about ten o clock
Sometimes approximately but usually on the dot
and me I couldn't sleep I had a hard ass cock
Lock down curfew with my shit on rock
So I crept to the living room illegal DE-scrambler
Playboy chandler eye candy comes in handy
But my mom she couldn't sleep 'cause something wasn't right
She realized she never got to tell me goodnight
She went back in the living room and flipped on the light
and there I was on the sofa strait grippin it tight
and the look on both our faces was that of shock
There aint nathan I can say son I just got caught
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya got caught!
OHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!
And ya just got caught!
Yeah, you got caught, ya just got caught
Uh oh!
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7. |
In Your Face
03:08
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You see me comin in so fast I turn right around cut you off and say
In your face now!
What do you have to say no clever retaliation so I'll spit
In your face now!
If you return the fire I will then wipe it off and then I'll send my fist
In your face now!
That's just how we do everybody sing along come on you know the words....
Ooooooooooooo
In your face now!
Ooooooooooooo
Yes we are the band with balls to step up to plate and say
In your face now!
and with our big fat balls musically masturbate until we all bust off
In your face now!
Don't you dare wipe it off it will give you power Audible Smoke jizz
In your face now!
That's just how we do everybody sing along come on you know the words!
Ooooooooooooo
In your face now!
Ooooooooooooo
In your face now!
Ooooooooooooo
In your face now!
Ooooooooooooo
In your face now!
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8. |
Thumbknuckle
03:00
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Have you ever had a bad day hit you so hard?
It feels like a fist just caught you off guard
Teach them a lesson and give 'em what they're not inspecting
and send that fist right back in their direction
I start off my day with nothing to do
I got the day off of work and I'm still feeling blue
I light up my cigarette and what is it I hear
Somebody's forcing coughs trying to catch my ear
I'm not subjecting you to anything I was here first
But his ego's swelling up so much it might burst
He's just too stubborn to give up his chase and so I turned around
I socked him in the face!
Blowing smoke like a dragon but I aint laughing
Your face to my fist feel the left one jabbin
Uppercut you so hard my thumbknuckle got scraped
I really don't care, I'll still sock you in the face
Do you ever hate your job you just wanna quit?
But it feels like a trap people make me sick
The customer's always right and even though it may hurt some
I just wanna quit and slap every single person
How does this guy even build up the nerve
To treat you like a worm crawling from up the dirt
He says it's been five minutes such a waste of his time
and that he's never met somebody so dumb in his life
Now listen man I'm a person I have feelings too
and you can't treat me like trash this is my warning to you
All of his food he tossed at me until he cleaned his plate
and so I turned around...
I socked him in the face!
Where's my coffee? You're all out of napkins
and my sandwich is cold, hey man that shit happens
You winy little punk you're a guest in my place
I may loose my job but I'll still sock you in the face!!!
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9. |
Secret Weapon
04:31
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Look at how the wind blows just how it's supposed to be
That's what you showed to me
and as I go over everything I learned in my mind
I realize it's to a rhythm and it's all got a rhyme
As I'm filling up time this big empty space
the element of surprise I see the look on your face
and as we cross the finish line at the end of the race
I won't be looking back keepin up with my own pace
The beat keeps comin and then I start hummin
and I realize I don't wanna take this life for granted
I get this feeling in my stomach and then lyrics start to plummet
and I promise that I'm never gonna take that away from you
It's coming quicker than I thought when you know the flow is hot
and I'll never stop I don't wanna take this life for granted
There's always music in my mind when I'm feeling sunshine
and when I'm on the rise and then I'll write a new song for you
It's my secret weapon
Inspiration may come from many places at once
All you need is a hunch we're serving up the hot lunch
It's indescribable just how reliable most people are
We're burnin up just like the heathens from the bible
When the sky starts to separate
and then I see the clouds evaporate before my very eyes
It makes me wanna sing out loud for these guys
That are covering their eyes no more swallowing their lies
They're in for a big surprise
When the feeling goes from my mind down to my hand
I grab a piece of paper to catch the expulsion from my pen
Just when you think that everything is wrappin up in the end
The flow picks up and Audible Smoke has started writtin again
We're writtin on 'till the end
We're writtin songs to amend
We're writtin just to keep a smile on the faces of our friends
And we don't pretend that it's not hard to fade away
We keep on reachin towards the surface in the songs that we play
The beat keeps comin and then I start hummin
and I realize I don't wanna take this life for granted
I get this feeling in my stomach and then lyrics start to plummet
and I promise that I'm never gonna take that away from you
It's coming quicker than I thought when you know the flow is hot
and I'll never stop I don't wanna take this life for granted
There's always music in my mind when I'm feeling sunshine
and when I'm on the rise and then I'll write a new song for you
It's my secret weapon
We're writtin on 'till the end
We're writtin songs to amend
We're writtin just to keep a smile on the faces of our friends
And we don't pretend that it's not hard to fade away
We keep on reachin towards the surface in the songs that we play
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10. |
PenIs Mightier
03:53
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Another breath awake again
Take the test with this life filled with stress
It's a mess face the mess
Stand again be the best all alone like the rest
It's now don't wait much longer
For the time moves on time to be stronger
I won't give up
From the break of day to the fade away
It keeps adding up it's too much to take
It's the coming wave its the breaking chain
It's the blood red sun it's the path to take
And I won't give up
I'm alright, I'm ok
I have learned how to live how to fight for my day
And I won't give up
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11. |
ASS
03:59
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ASS!!! And ye shall not conceive!
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12. |
Movement
04:36
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Now sit and let me tell you 'bout the parties that we go
Our belly's filled with liquor and the air is filled with smoke
The police try to keep down all the friends that we know
But our eyes are always squinted and our hearts are filled with hope
Let the music take control of our bodies and our soul
Now feel the good vibration the atmosphere's in the floor
We gonna kick it up a notch and really try to drive it home
All we ask is that you come enjoy yourselves at our show
Support the local scene the beautiful people there within
'cause if we all fight with each other then no body ever wins
We're gonna keep on making music toss our cares to the wind
And if we stop before we die consider it a cardinal sin
We've got our eyes on the prize and we'll always be playin
Smoke's on the rise and we've got to maintain
Try to comprise tasty brand new flows
San Jose is the place it's the town we know
Everybody time to react come back
Let this song be where you're at come back
Let your body flow to the music
Audible Smoke aint no joke it's a movement
It cannot die it's been here for too long
This passion and fury you know it's getting stronger
We want to yell you know we want to scream
But all these laws rule can't even make a peep
This is our chance to break free
Be as loud as we wand and crazy
We're gonna bust a jam and just not give a damn
We're gonna drink all your booze and not say please
Call the cops they cannot make us stop
My crops are as dense as the flows we drop
This is my riffle this is my gun
San Jose is the place where we have fun!
We've got our eyes on the prize and we'll always be playin
Smoke's on the rise and we've got to maintain
Try to comprise tasty brand new flows
San Jose is the place it's the town we know
Everybody time to react come back
Let this song be where you're at come back
Let your body flow to the music
Audible Smoke aint no joke it's a movement
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13. |
Walk Away
03:55
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It's an insane type game that we keep playin
Keepin our heads all afloat
Thinkin that we're unique we're the same we're but different players
Keepin our heads all afloat
I dare you to walk away dance to a different beat
The meek will never inherit the earth
It's given up to the corrupted to the killers and the thieves
To the ones designated to feed on the weak
We should just walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on and just walk away
Walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on with me walk away
We're all stuck on a track that's been holdin us back
Now keep your head facin front 'cause there's no looking back
We're like the snake that is stuck devouring it's own tail
Being controlled by technology text and emails
The electronic leash that we call a cell phone
You turn it on, triangulation, now they're raiding your home
They'll encourage school for you to keep your head in a book
'Cause if you're reading what they've written then there's no time to look
We should just walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on and just walk away
Walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on with me walk away
We cannot see the light it's like the day was infinitely consumed by the night
We were forced into this fight with our arms tied behind our backs extra tight
Is this some kinda sick and twisted practical joke
This day and age J.O.B. stands for just over broke
Can you spell depression jinx you owe me a coke
I prayin' for a stimulation or any ray of hope
And the only way is steep
It's a slippery slope hope and freedom aint cheap
I would rather live on these streets
Than be lined up in a tie like all of these sheep
We keep on digging our hole
We dug it so deep that we can't see out anymore
Come on with me walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on and just walk away
Walk away
Let them all tear out their throats
Come on with me walk away
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14. |
Winner
04:47
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Got out of bed this morning and I stubbed my big toe
I wanted a bowl of cereal but I didn't have anymore
I hopped in my car and drove myself to the corner store with high hopes
Only to have the cashier tell me that I'm broke
Look here you'll see your card was decline
I called my bank, BLAH BLAH BLAH
I told you so I didn't see that red light I was too focused on why I'm so broke
Now I'm sittin all heated here on the side of the road
Trying to explain to this officer why today is like one big spiteful joke
And I just can't win
Cry once for the lovin that I wont receive
Cry twice for no rent 'cause I'm livin' on the streets
Cry three times for these crimes that are sinking in
When all I've got is these rhymes and I still can't win!
I feel hopeless, lost, like I've been payin the cost
Slave labor exhaust I can't see through the fog
I wanna turn it on but I'm permanently off
Looking to the sky crying out 'where is my god?!?!'
Well I hope he appears by the end of the show
'Cause I'm looking out and all I see are empty faces
No hope, no warm embraces, no soap to cleanse the faceless
I wanna give in but I don't want to embrace this
And I just can't win
Cry once for the lovin that I wont receive
Cry twice for no rent 'cause I'm livin' on the streets
Cry three times for these crimes that are sinking in
When all I've got is these rhymes and I still can't win!
I'm taking over everything why can't you understand
That I will never be the bigger man I've got no master plan
Come on and read me like an open book but you just turn the page
I'm over every single word and cleverly constructed phrase
I will not close my eyes imagine winning the race
This is no open heart exam the palpitation's the pace
I will not close my eyes traverse the terrain blind
And lead the expedition that takes you through the depths of my mind
One more glimpse over the list a high you can't resist
I'm like a journalist transcribing it swift slit of my wrist
And to seal the bloody deal I place a sensuous kiss
To cover the hole and rub that lamp for my wish
One, two, three let's take the whole world blind
We're rubbin 'till it feels good all the time
And never forget that every single story has an end
Now what's that cliche moral that I should have learned from my friends
Cry once for the lovin that I wont receive
Cry twice for no rent 'cause I'm livin' on the streets
Cry three times for these crimes that are sinking in
When all I've got is these rhymes and I still can't win!
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