North Pole's Chosen Few

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The debut album from this northern Minnesota hip hop trio consists of intricate, unflinching rap lyrics, combined with smooth and soulful hooks, over the funky, unique, and versatile beats of Garlic Brown, bringing back the old school, with a new voice.

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released 22 July 2013

Entire album produced by Garlic Brown Beats
Engineered by Big Mo-Berg and Garlic Brown
Mixed and Mastered by Garlic Brown
Visual Design by Divewire Studios
Rez Rap Records

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Track Name: Solid Ground
INTRO
(DEMO)

I keep on fallin', and somethin's pullin me down,
I keep on callin', but ain't nobody else around,
And just when I think I lost myself is when I figured out that I'm found,
And now I think it's time to pull, myself right back up on to solid ground,

VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

Feel the breeze when it blows, and it's so cold,
All alone, when I roam in my own zone,
Misplaced in a place that is no home,
While my soul fades away like the ozone,
And my ground is real shaky now,
No foundation here to brace me now,
Try to stand like a man wit a plan, but everybody wanna try to break me down,
Negativity, never let it get to me, knowin' that the weight of it can take me down,
If that's all that you givin' me, you ain't no friend to me, you the enemy that makes me drown,
Tryin' to stay above the water line wit snakes hangin at the border line,
At the edge with they hands out, lookin' for a handout, but they ain't trying' to throw me no support or line,
Then they go try to ignore my shine,
Call me dark, wit no heart, but I'm fittin' ta spark till I rip apart little marks up,
Wanna start, and you might wanna fight, but I'm bright like a light in the night, and the darkness,
Ain't nothin' you can tell me Jack,
I break the chains in my brain that have held me back,
I overcame all the pain, been through hell and back,
So I don't worry bout haters and how they'll react,
I could care less, hit em in the bare chest,
Then I'm fittin' ta stare death down like I'm careless,
My awareness got me knowin' they're next,
Plottin' over their threats, watchin' over their steps,
Sometimes you gotta lose to win,
You fall down, rebuild, get up, do it again,
Put your back to the wall, get to movin' again,
Cuz in the end, my friend, you gotta choose to win,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Feel the breeze when it blows in the night and it's oh so cold,
Tryin' to do my best to stay above the ground,
Back and forth, tug of war, is a game played with my soul,
And everybody wanna try to pull me down,
So how will I find the strength to overcome,
When everything around me's tumblin' down,
But I know that I will not stop until I've won,
And I'm standin' back on solid ground,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Feel the breeze when it blows and it's so cold,
All alone on my own and I'm feelin' froze,
No home cuz I know there's nowhere to go,
Tug of war wit my soul, I can feel the pull,
People wanna bring me low when they get a hold,
So I gotta battle foes to get on my toes,
Doesn't matter when I'm close to losin' control,
Unstable but I'm able to hold on to hope,
Love your neighbor but they're evil and wicked with sin,
So I'm diggin' deep, lookin' within
To find the strength to compete and win,
Got me slippin' with no grip again,
But it's different cuz I'm off the edge, in a plummet to the darkest depths,
Steady fallin' wit no balance left, my heart pounds but I lost my breath,
Need a second just to brace for this, ain't a secret my support's a myth,
But I know if I quit then that's it, can't just sit cuz I'll sink like a brick,
Must commit to get up out this pit, cuz I'm stuck wit no lift, but I'll never submit,
To this torment and think that I'll live, everybody wants a little more than I can give,
Starvin', lookin' at my ribs like a skeleton but it's evident they wanna get my bread, leave me left for dead,
Kill my confidence, but I'm positive more than ever now, I found no matter how,
I gotta get to solid ground, I can never let em bring me down cuz I'll drown from the hate around,
And I'd rather make my daughter proud, when I take a bow for the crowd that can only doubt,
Never tried to help me out, only wanna run their mouth,
Like I won't amount to squat, but I'm on solid ground with the top on lock,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Feel the breeze when it blows in the night and it's oh so cold,
Tryin' to do my best to stay above the ground,
Back and forth, tug of war, is a game played with my soul,
And everybody wanna try to pull me down,
So how will I find the strength to overcome,
When everything around me's tumblin' down,
But I know that I will not stop until I've won,
And I'm standin' back on solid ground,
Track Name: Underdogs
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

That's that rap tandem who spit it at random,
Think they fuckin' cool, but they ain't even that handsome,
They don't flash cash, do no damn dancin',
How the fuck are they the best? I just can't stand em,
Another rap tantrum, from rappin' peers,
I hate rappers, but I'm in love wit rappers' tears,
Shit for years we be spittin', gettin' downplayed,
By these wack rap cats, knowin' they a downgrade,
And nowadays they'll straight play victim,
Cuz the hate stays subtle like today's racism,
Form cliques and suck on each other's dicks,
Black ball real talent from ever hittin' the mix,
Never spittin' no hits, what part of the game is this?
This the part where them bitches go try and throw in a fix,
But fuck this, you can bet that we got em shook,
It's a muthafuckin' hit soon as Demo gets on the hook,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

They said we'd never make it, debated why we're underrated,
And wonder why your favorite rapper's hated,
The underdogs, underestimated, but not complainin',
Cuz it made us motivated, leavin' em captivated at the movement that we're makin',
You're moment's been mistaken, I hate to say it, face it,
He really wasn't fakin' when he made that over saturated statement,
No talent because they basic, too bad it covers the nation,
Talkin' about they comin' from a spaceship, but speakin' too ancient,
No sign of intelligence, they stupid, repetitive, pathetic and arrogant,
So it's time for the specialist to get up and fix it quick with the lyrical excellence,
But they testin' our temperament, tryin' to keep us from enterin',
The game but we're set to win, we're destined to make it big, but the question is when?
They got my patience runnin' thin wit all that wack music,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,

VERSE 3
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's the three stooges, lyrical beat bruisers,
Abusers of all these overrated weak losers,
Spittin' sicker rhymes in a couple lines,
Than your dopest shit combined in your muthafuckin' prime,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

But never mind those little weak hoes, these three amigos gonna kill the show,
Better let em know to play their role, and hang on our testicles,
When we spittin' flows and demo's hittin' doper tones,

(BIG MO-BERG)

To the dome,
While these hoes overdose on the notes and our quotes,
Touchin' toes like a pro and they open they throats,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

And they choke on this twisted sickness,
The pricks of the business keep rippin' up bitches,

(BIG MO-BERG)

In inches,
We the beat keepers and verbal heat seekers,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Street teachers, we preach and reach speakers,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Decease beats to pieces with these meat cleavers,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Beastly features, we creep with the creatures,

(BIG MO-BERG)

And spit ether,
These venomous bars'll blow your favorite swag rapper up and send him to Mars,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Let em dwell with the stars and all they gassed up hype,
We some underdogs, triple R, but that's alright,

(BIG MO-BERG)

We can mash all night up on the mic, the outcasts of life,
The Rez Rap trio that's all white and tight,
So tell us somethin' we don't know,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

We keep it original, kill em wit syllables, leavin' the slow, typical, predictable, simple, non lyrical rappers lookin' so pitiful and miserable, it's wonderful,

(BIG MO-BERG)

When we spit a flow,
And when we hit em though, they fittin' ta cave in,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

From our weapon, our pen, the battle never will end,

(BIG MO-BERG)

So go pretend that you ain't feelin' our tracks,
And we don't kill it on wax, and we ain't dealin' in facts,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

We're runnin' laps around these wack ass cats, on tracks,
No holdin' us back, we're the infamous pack and it's as simple as that,

HOOK
(DEMO)

So now you know why they say nothin' lasts forever,
The table's turnin' now and you can feel the pressure,
It's gettin' close, the underdogs are takin' over,
You can't stop my team - so retreat,
Track Name: When I'm Gone - Feat. Kaboose
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

Before I take my restin' place in the dirt,
I hope I'm known for takin' what I have and makin' it work,
And seen there's more to me than only makin' a verse,
Took my dreams and poetry and made a quake in the earth,
You get nothin' never takin' a chance,
And it's hard to stand tall never takin' a stance,
When they remember me, what'll be they memory?
Hopin' when it's all said and done, it'll be my legacy,
Or maybe that I created my own destiny,
Fell down hard but never let it get the best of me,
Never slowed for anybody who tested me,
Showed gratitude for those who seen the best in me,
Gave it all and spent whatever was left of me,
Broke the old mold, created my own recipe,
Did the best that I could to achieve a better me,
So when I rest in peace, I'm hopin' that y'all remember me,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Take a look into your reflection,
It's up to you to choose your direction,
This life could be a curse or you can make it a blessin',
But in the end you gotta ask one question,
How will they remember me when I'm gone?
How will they remember me when I'm gone?

VERSE 2
(KABOOSE)

It's been a long road of rhyme styles and rhetoric,
I'm a full time husband and father who's spittin' venomous,
Building steppin' stones wit poems and steady prevalence,
Maintain through the stress inside my mental edifice,
And live this out before death becomes my exodus,
Escape traditionalism and give em wisdom as my evidence,
I'm paying dues, stayin' true wit these elements,
I'm trying to educate and demonstrate wit intelligence,
It's more than 808s and booty shakes and being relevant,
I'm tryin' to open minds, be the reflection of what a legend is,
A collection of memories, mixed wit exact sediments,
I stay reaching' for life while I'm peddlin' this medicine,
My nose to the grindstone as I fine tune this frequency,
Repeatedly, hopin' that what you see in me is easily,
More than just the words that express my soul,
It's the heart inside of a man as I walk this road,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Take a look into your reflection,
It's up to you to choose your direction,
This life could be a curse or you can make it a blessin',
But in the end you gotta ask one question,
How will they remember me when I'm gone?
How will they remember me when I'm gone?

VERSE 3
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

So many mistakes that I made, but when I'm laid in my grave,
Will they be able to say that I really wasted my days?
But a lot of places await, so many faces and names,
But can I honestly say that I made a positive change?
I had a lot on my brain, but did it matter? It's strange,
I though of life as a game and only wanted to play,
So you can find me on stage, a lot of time for no pay,
But never one to complain, I loved the feelin' it gave,
And if I wasn't at a show, you could find me at home,
Watchin' my family grow, playin' the dad role,
Plus I had a small, close circle of bros that I was blessed enough to know, but cursed to have to let go,
So when it's my time, I know I'll be fine, remember me for bein' kind and polite, but willin' to fight, and stand for what's right,
So if I die tonight, I'm satisfied I got to live my life behind my eyes, so try to realize, and,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Take a look into your reflection,
It's up to you to choose your direction,
This life could be a curse or you can make it a blessin',
But in the end you gotta ask one question,
How will they remember me when I'm gone?
How will they remember me when I'm gone?
Track Name: Undeniable
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Better believe when my team step on the scene, everybody's gonna be lookin' to see, who could this be?
That's taken' the lead, shiftin' and pickin' up speed, leavin' em thinkin' that we spit it with ease, and indeed we do,
We comin' through with the crew, the three, the few,
North Pole Chosen, homie thought ya knew,
Big Mo, Demo, and That Maniac too,
Garlic Brown on the beat, better get a clue,
Nothin' new, to a different show on the road, gettin' known for the flow, bout to blow,
Cuz we're so undeniable and ready to go, get people up on they toes, jumpin' and lovin' the cold,
Unforgettable sound, we're movin' the crowd, tearin' the ceilin' down,
But bound to be found up in the underground, showin' em how, there's no denyin' us now,
The best around when we up in your town, holdin' it down, but still,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It always seems like everywhere we go, (go, go)
A different night and a different show, (show, show)
Once we hit the stage everybody will know, (North, Pole)
It's undeniable, we're undeniable,

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

Been a long road, been a cold game,
A lotta pain on the brain, but wit no gain,
A lotta snakes in the game, it's a cold shame,
A lotta shows on the road, but wit no pay,
We from the Sota, the state of the cold play,
And we broke, losin' hope, but it's ok,
Cuz we ignitin' up our tanks like propane,
We fittin' ta blow till the world knows our whole name,
N-P-C-3 been spittin' tight,
Throw our name in your face till you get it right,
Throw ya hands to the sky like they givin' flight,
Now G-B drop the beat just to get it hype,
Stay hungry wit a appetite,
For these wack ass rappers who ain't actin' right,
When I die, my casket better have a mic,
Cuz I'ma keep doin' music in the afterlife and it's like,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It always seems like everywhere we go, (go, go)
A different night and a different show, (show, show)
Once we hit the stage everybody will know, (North, Pole)
It's undeniable, we're undeniable,

VERSE 3
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's the North Pole trio, everywhere we go,
Different night, different show, easy as a free throw,
G-B yo, hit em wit the beat bro,
Rez Rap Records in effect, homie we know,
We cold, they cheesy like a Cheeto,
Say they do it big but they teeny like a speedo,
Cuz we the future like C-3-P-O,
And ain't nobody touchin' N-P-C-3 no,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

There's no mistakin' the way, we makin' em hate,
We're takin' our place as one of the greats to come from our state,
No gun on my waist, but I'm makin' em shake,
I'll murder the stage, you heard of our name, if you're not sure, what a shame,
We're killin' the game, but ain't out for the fame,
Or in it to gain, a friend or a dame, we play it strictly for the love of the game,
You tricks couldn't pretend that we're lame, we're undeniable, remember the name,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It always seems like everywhere we go, (go, go)
A different night and a different show, (show, show)
Once we hit the stage everybody will know, (North, Pole)
It's undeniable, we're undeniable,

OUTRO
(DEMO)

It's undeniable, we're undeniable (x2)
N-P-C-3's undeniable, (it's undeniable, we're undeniable) (x2)
Track Name: Boxed In
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

I guess I'm a little bit different, a misfit, I can't fit in,
Or spit about cash and whips cuz I can't pretend,
They'll never get the satisfaction of boxin' me in,
I'd rather quit and put down the pen than to get wit' your trend,
You gotta be trippin' if you thinkin' it's in to dress and act like a fem, so I ain't fuckin' with them,
Plus I ain't trappin' or makin' a cent, cuz I can hardly pay rent,
Much less buy a Ferrari or Benz to impress all my friends,
I ain't a pimp or a thug, or swagged up in the club,
Never been hooked on drugs, I been content with bud, but hat ain't enough if I ain't one of all the above,
They got us all messed up if they ain't showin' us love,
We keep it real, never fake, but that's the reason they hate,
But I don't care what they gotta say, we're doin' this our way,
Settin our own pace, but the fact always remains it's a goddamn shame,

HOOK
(DEMO)

They say we too white, but we ain't white enough,
And that we like to fight, but we don't fight enough,
Say we clown too much, but we too serious,
And get loud too much, but they ain't hearin' us,
Well anyway, fuck what y'all say,
We gon' be N-P-C-3 all day,
We gonna do this our way,
You will never box us in,

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

Now picture me boxed in,
Tip toein' round this game, spittin' wit caution,
I'd rather be rotten, sittin' layin' stiff in a coffin,
Than spittin' bout some shit that I've boughten,
Forgive me, I'm not them,
I don't give a shit what u flossin',
If it was up to them we would not win, well fuck them,
I'm me, I don't wanna go pretend with them,
Fuck swag, I don't wanna be so feminine,
Literally took the term, fuckin gentlemen,
Please industry, can we just be fuckin' men again?
Hold up - you catch the double entendre?
Probly not, fuck you and the drama - you're mama,
Now they say that we spittin' that G shit,
Cuz we spittin' real shit and ain't fuckin' wit weak shit - wow,
We ain't no muthafuckin' gangsters Jack,
Go blame Mac Miller if we're considered gangster rap,

HOOK
(DEMO)

They say we too white, but we ain't white enough,
And that we like to fight, but we don't fight enough,
Say we clown too much, but we too serious,
And get loud too much, but they ain't hearin' us,
Well anyway, fuck what y'all say,
We gon' be N-P-C-3 all day,
We gonna do this our way,
You will never box us in,

VERSE 3
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

They try to stereotype my rhymes cuz I'm white, but find I don't bite the radio's hype,
Don't care what you like, I'll rip it up outta spite, and murk the mic into light,
Because you know that we're tight, so forget the limelight,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Better get ya mind right, quit hatin' on me,
Cuz you don't believe or you don't feel the same as me,
It's plain to see, you ain't who I aim to be,
Cuz alla y'all muthafuckas sound the same to me,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Don't wanna give us a chance to snatch up all of your fans, and have the mass in a trance, can't understand how we rap so advanced,
Can't match a style that's too bad, we know we're makin' you mad cuz your act couldn't last, we'll leave it up in the trash,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Never be pigeonholed by these hypocritical individuals,
Who ain't even worth a subliminal,
Or these pigeon toed, chicken head hoes, spittin' bread flows,
We'll be the Tech wit the red nose,

HOOK
(DEMO)

They say we too white, but we ain't white enough,
And that we like to fight, but we don't fight enough,
Say we clown too much, but we too serious,
And get loud too much, but they ain't hearin' us,
Well anyway, fuck what y'all say,
We gon' be N-P-C-3 all day,
We gonna do this our way,
You will never box us in,
Track Name: Combo Breaker
NTRO
(DEMO)

Y'all ain't ready for the combo breaker

VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's the combo, combo, combo breakers,
Droppin' them bombs and abominations,
Down on Obama's nation,
Lyrically whoopin' that ass like a dominatrix,
S'n and M'n them, minus the feminine lyrics they steadily peddlin',
And we don't pretend to be friendin' them weak muthafuckas who speak about Benjamins,
Let it be known, that I steadily roam,
Wit a deadly poem, and I'm killin' em,
Better get of the throne, and never leave home,
Cuz I'll break every bone when I'm drillin' em,
Spittin' the sickest and wickedest rhymes,
Nobody's fittin' to be fuckin wit mine,
I'm bout to hit ya and dominate ya,
Y'all ain't ready for the combo breaker,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Y'all ain't ready for the combo breaker, (x8)

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

So critical when I be throwin' my blows,
Knuckles be callused and covered in stone,
Lovin' to rumble, I'll cave in your skull,
I cripple my foes and mangle their bones,
No pain, no gain, I'm killin' the game,
Revealin' I'm able and willin' to open your brain,
When I come and approach you wit rage,
Leavin' no hope for the swag you portray,
I'm rockin' and stomping' through haters,
No, there's no stoppin' the combo breaker,
No one can faze us, callin' out fakers, provin' that nobody's greater,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Spittin' the sickest and wickedest rhymes,
Nobody's fittin' to be fuckin wit mine,
I'm bout to hit ya and dominate ya,
Y'all ain't ready for the combo breaker,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Y'all ain't ready for the combo breaker, (x8)
Track Name: Hater Huntin' Season - Feat. Wardog
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

I wake up eager and I'm ready to go, throw on my camo, load up the ammo and I'm out the front door,
I got some haters that are ready for war, I call it huntin', it's my favorite sport,
Bet I get a couple dozen or more of different sorts, love when I hit em subtle with force,
But if they suffer than I have no remorse, pesty bustas had it comin' of course,
They hate us shinin', find em hidin', light em up like the Fourth,
And they far from extinct, they double in numbers in the blink of an eye,
Multiplyin' like swine, so it's time for minimizin' they size,
Strategize to catch em all by surprise, leavin' em paralyzed and petrified to meet their demise,
So rise and shine and good greetin's, grab your 9 and let em know the reason,
We're cleanin' up our region, it's Hater Huntin' Season, and time for gettin' even,
For beefin' while you vegan, man you must be dreamin',

HOOK
(DEMO)

Wake up, it's time to rise and shine, (rise and shine)
Better grab your 9, (grab your 9)
It's Hater Huntin' Season, It's Hater Huntin' Season,
And we're taggin' y'all, I bet I put your head on my wall,

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's the season for leavin' em leaking',
For speakin' on my team, time to clean up the region,
It'll be hard to get to sleepin' this evenin',
Believe it, I'll be dreamin' of fleein' and screamin',
Anticipation greater than any holiday,
Wakin' up wit twenty tags, I'ma get em all today,
Catch a hater frolickin' like a antelope,
Till I take a bullet and put it right through his cantalope,
Two hundred yards away, you safe, that's a joke,
Wardog, reach in the bag homie, and grab a scope,
Y'all don't have a hope, believe me that'll cease,
I want your head to put it up on my mantelpiece,
At the least you gon' be restin' in peace,
At the most you burn in hell wit the rest of your peeps,
So I suggest if you don't like us to chill,
Because this season bitch, we got a license to kill,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Wake up, it's time to rise and shine, (rise and shine)
Better grab your 9, (grab your 9)
It's Hater Huntin' Season, It's Hater Huntin' Season,
And we're taggin' y'all, I bet I put your head on my wall,

VERSE 3
(WARDOG)

Now at any given time, I could come up from behind,
Punch you in your neck for plottin' on mine,
Stab you with the mic right through your chest,
Steal your shine, watch you bleed to death,
I'ma grind, get mine, put in overtime,
I don't whine, I climb to this throne of mine,
N-P-C-3, they some bros of mine,
Lyrical heat with the coldest rhymes,
Gotta be Mike D and them chosen guys,
When it's Hater Huntin' Season, they all die,
Gotta, gotta, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the, gimme the reason,
Chiggity chop a nigga nuts, Hater Huntin' Season,
Ready and I'm revvin' up the engine of the demons,
2Pac screamin', last nigga breathin',
Hatin ass heathens, bout to start bleedin',
Rez Rap Records and it's Hater Huntin' Season,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Wake up, it's time to rise and shine, (rise and shine)
Better grab your 9, (grab your 9)
It's Hater Huntin' Season, It's Hater Huntin' Season,
And we're taggin y'all, I bet I put your head on my wall,
Track Name: Take The Blame - Feat. Tall Paul, G Malicious
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

It's always the ones with somethin' to say,
About the next muthafucka that be bluffin' away,
Nothin' but lame, but they feel they need someone to blame,
For they ways, but still remain stuck in they pain and shame,
How could you blame me? Sittin' lookin' angry,
Tryin' to say we the reason your kids are crazy,
I'm thinkin' maybe you should raise your babies,
Lookin' for somebody to blame, believe it ain't me,
Call me cynical, this shit is political,
They gon' try to break you before you can hit your pinnacle,
This a twisted system, shit is pitiful,
900 million are starvin' and we be getting full,
In a world where murder is never minimal,
Tell me how the hell are my lyrics so fuckin' critical,
I got to quote 2Pac on this statement,
Shit, I was given this world, I didn't make it,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Yeah, I can hear em talkin', but I don't see em walkin',
They point their fingers, try to dirty up my name,
So save your accusations, the problems of this nation,
Ain't based on what I'm sayin', I won't take the blame,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

You claim I'm the one to blame, when your kids misbehave, thrown' they fist in a rage,
Drinkin', twisting' up the Jane, even though you did the same at a younger age, kinda strange,
Is it the words that I say or the way they was raised poor?
Supervision and more, television wit gore,
Sex driven whores sleepin' around for what they can't afford,
But you wasn't warned, now your children aren't the ones you once adored,
Am I the one to blame for the homeless and the gangs?
For the murder and the rape takin' place in your state?
Cuz it's a little too late to put the shit on my plate, let's cut straight to the chase,
You people make your own fate from the choices you make, not the verses I spit,
You hatin' hypocrites are makin' me sick,
So keep makin' accusations, I'ma keep makin' hits,
But start trippin', test my patience, and u might get split, cuz I ain't guilty of shit,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Yeah, I can hear em talkin', but I don't see em walkin',
They point their fingers, try to dirty up my name,
So save your accusations, the problems of this nation,
Ain't based on what I'm sayin', I won't take the blame,

VERSE 3
(TALL PAUL)

Jokers get curious, why so serious?
Question blind fury, closed eyes witness scary rhyme fitness,
Propose self in opposition of your disapproval,
Dislike bruisin' then stop bitchin' bitches, stick and move it,
Lifted off this prescription which makes removal of sickness the focus, get hip to my raucous 'fore I fuckin' lose it,
Could use a bowl to poop in, so I can drop pollution,
The only time they're the shit is when I digest a poop head,
I'm so shook up, y'all interrogatin' my motives,
The backbone of your rap's fucked like scoliosis,
Depth causin' quitters livers jitters like cirrhosis,
Uprootin' soul sickness like the devil's vultures,
I aim to strike the host of your parasitic flow,
Create a guilty conscience, make a pair of critics show,
Cause a spirit's fright like the stairs to heaven full,
So they'll be takin' flight, congregatin' with the glow,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Yeah, I can hear em talkin', but I don't see em walkin',
They point their fingers, try to dirty up my name,
So save your accusations, the problems of this nation,
Ain't based on what I'm sayin', I won't take the blame,

VERSE 4
(G MALICIOUS)

Never switch lanes like rich lames, spin like the blades on Escalades, wait,
Aim your finger and blame, but we ain't playin' that way,
What the five fingers say to the face? Go ask Rick James,
Erase your reputation, gone without a trace like takin' a vacation with free masons out to Vegas,
Ask the vultures where you is at, Mossberg, Demo and Zack hater huntin' where you live at,
P-O-C kill it, bring it back,
Heavy like catchin' cinder blocks and sandbags, blaze flames with the slang,
Orangutan, ape shit, hands drag, dangerous like taken' hand drags from crack pipes, last days,
Pickin' ass out the ashtray, take off your mask, act your age,
Back track and examine your path jackass,
Ass-backwards flipping' your half ass average rapper right inside of a casket,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Yeah, I can hear em talkin', but I don't see em walkin',
They point their fingers, try to dirty up my name,
So save your accusations, the problems of this nation,
Ain't based on what I'm sayin', I won't take the blame,
Track Name: One Life 2 Live - Feat. Brett Wade
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

I wanna tell you every day I love you so much,
I hope your life ain't tough as you grow up,
Seen a lotta pain young, but you know what?
We made a lotta mistakes, we were so dumb,
If you can learn from our past and you can stay safe,
But I'm sure you'll see bad, it's such a rough place,
As I'm holdin' your hand it makes my heart break,
I guess I can't understand why people gotta hate,
But brush em off, stay positive and move on,
Live your life to the fullest because it isn't long,
If they say you can't do it, they foolish, prove em wrong,
It might get hard sometimes but baby stay strong,
No matter how bad it seems you gotta follow your dreams,
Keep hope in your heart, there's nothin' you can't achieve,
It's so simple to start, you just gotta believe,
Happiness is never too far up out of your reach,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Baby, hope you live your life to the fullest, follow your dreams,
Never let em get you down no matter how bad it seems,
Do your best, don't you ever quit,
Cuz you've got one life to live

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

My little niece, my only wish is you find peace,
And live your life to the fullest before your time cease,
Life is hard but beautiful once your eyes see,
Nothin' is ever too far up outta your mind's reach,
But believe me, nothin' is ever easy,
Love is so blind and people can be so sleazy,
You're gonna learn hard lessons, and you gon' fall down,
You're gonna see a lotta hate cuz it's all around,
I had to walk through the darkness 'till I seen the light,
You might too, but everything is gon' be alright,
Hold your hope, stay focused and try to keep your sight,
On your goals and your dreams so you can leave in flight,
And once you hit the sky, don't you ever come down,
I see your shine every time that I come around,
Don't you ever put anybody above you,
And just remember that both of your uncles love you,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Baby, hope you live your life to the fullest, follow your dreams,
Never let em get you down no matter how bad it seems,
Do your best, don't you ever quit,
Cuz you've got one life to live

VERSE 3
(BRETT WADE)

It's so amazin' how fast my kids are growin' ,
Little me's, little mini-me's, freeze the moment,
One minute, they're in diapers, next minute they wanna fight you,
Wit some attitude, I'm thinkin' like how can I get mad at you?
This world's cold as ever, hope you understand,
When you're older and I'm not right there to hold your hand,
You're gonna face a lotta hate and heart break,
Just keep the faith and understand that god's great,
Follow your dreams, don't let em tell ya you can't do it,
I had to prove some haters wrong, I been through it,
The good times, the bad times, but when it's crunch time you just gotta fight through it,
My son say daddy this, daddy that,
My daughter say buy me this, buy me that,
I tell em that I got they back, they ain't gotta ask,
But the most important thing, just remember that,

HOOK (x2)
(DEMO)

Baby, hope you live your life to the fullest, follow your dreams,
Never let em get you down no matter how bad it seems,
Do your best, don't you ever quit,
Cuz you've got one life to live
Track Name: Open Road
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

I'm on that open road rollin', never stoppin', no slowin',
Got that cruise control holdin', till I get where I'm goin',
Never patient, tryin' to make my best estimations,
Steady racin', pressin on to the next destination,
No hesitation, these preparations I'm steady makin',
Got me forever chasin' my goal so I'm never breakin',
Sleep is my enemy, peepin' what's ahead of me,
If I dose or lose control this might just be the end of me,
Rain, hail, sleet and snow, that's how Minnesota goes,
Whatever the weather, I'm still rollin' on this open road,
Gotta get my cash up, and whip by whip, I just pass up,
I slip and I dip through traffic, and hit the pit just to gas up,
And ain't nobody about to keep me from my path, no,
Cuz if they go block my route, then I'ma hit them back roads,
Holdin' my fates weight, and that can be a lonely load,
But that's just how it goes sometimes out on this open road,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Drivin' all alone up on the highway,
Hopin' opportunity don't pass me by,
Try to stay awake up in the right lane,
Dozin', trying' to keep an open,
Eye on everything that comes in my way,
Peddle to the metal, cuz I'm strapped for time,
Gotta keep my whip from slippin' sideways,
That's how life goes up on the open road,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Here I go on the road solo, little bit of gas but I gotta go,
Livin' life fast so I can't go slow, peddle to the metal with a lead toe,
Tryin' to get a visual through the window, but I'm blind by the snow when the wind blows,
Impossible for me to stop though, in front of my goal is an obstacle,
Not simple to tackle but I follow these signs,
To guide me to find my way I'll be fine,
Not wastin' no time, I'm racin' behind other people in line,
To finish this ride, pry open my eyes,
Hopin' that I can depend on my mind,
To keep me alive in the deep of the night when I drift and I slide,
Holdin' on tight, thinkin' I might,
Lose control, slip, hit the ditch, flip and roll,
Skid on the gravel that's froze, but no,
I gotta stay focused, composed, about to be poppin' No Doze,
To keep in the zone, I'll sleep when I'm home, but I can't when I'm gone,
Cuz I'm on a mission, pushin' through weather conditions,
To make it to my destination, can't wait 'till I get to my exit, I'm losin' my patience,
Becoming frustrated and anxious,
Ain't got but a second to visit, it's part of the business, I'm back in my whip in a instant,
Persistent and driven to travel the map on the open road to get where I gots to go, so,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Drivin' all alone up on the highway,
Hopin' opportunity don't pass me by,
Try to stay awake up in the right lane,
Dozin', trying' to keep an open,
Eye on everything that comes in my way,
Peddle to the metal, cuz I'm strapped for time,
Gotta keep my whip from slippin' sideways,
That's how life goes up on the open road,

VERSE 3
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Give me the keys, I'm back in my seat,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Turn up the heat, get to bumpin' the beat,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Pickin' up speed when I don't see police,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Keepin' discreet, cuz they be on the creep,
Street to street we passin' by,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Movin' along in overdrive,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Spittin' freestyles to pass the time,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Losin' my mind the longer the ride,
Can't pull to the side to give it a rest,

(BIG MO-BERG)

No closin' my eyes, gotta give it my best,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Stay in the lines and try not to wreck,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Strainin' my neck on this difficult trek,
I gotta stay focused though,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Fly, never been coastin' slow,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Grind steady on overload,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Find us up on that open road,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Drivin' all alone up on the highway,
Hopin' opportunity don't pass me by,
Try to stay awake up in the right lane,
Dozin', trying' to keep an open,
Eye on everything that comes in my way,
Peddle to the metal, cuz I'm strapped for time,
Gotta keep my whip from slippin' sideways,
That's how life goes up on the open road,
Track Name: Better Without You
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

I must admit it was fun before you flipped the script and started bumpin' your gums,
A lotta good memories of beatin' them buns turn to all night arguein', deceit in your tongue,
Don't even act like it wasn't the rap that attracted you to me when I met you way back,
And the fact is that you can't say jack, why you tryin' to run game like you Pat Sajak,
Straight wack, tryin' to attack my artistry, but this is a part of me like the blood in my arteries,
How you gonna try to say you gave your heart to me when insecurities got you hatin' me whole heartedly,
Always thinkin' I get booty in the studio, all the sudden you a critic of my music so,
Now it's you or the music, well baby you can go,
Because I know that you really only a groupie though,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It took some time but now I know that I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, so what you hatin' for?
And now I gotta let you go cuz I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, I don't need you any more,

(BIG MO-BERG)

You tryin' to crawl back, but I'm cool,
Cuz now I recognize that I'm better without you,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

I used to look at you like a brother, though we could depend on one another when we got into trouble,
I fought your battles, no scuffles, and put you on how to hustle,
I was your wallet, your muscle, someone to call on and run to,
But there's a problem, it's different, I got a job in the kitchen,
Been washin' dishes, workin' hard on my livin',
And you don't like my decision, would rather me just to quit and kick it, can't envision me being a regular citizen,
Plus you weren't amused a bit when I started makin' this music, said that my talent was useless,
Thinkin' it was stupid to go on trips and pursue it,
Never knew wit time I'd get a buzz and lose friends I was cool with,
But I ain't stressin' it though, it woulda been nothing but love and support if you was really my bro,
But now your true colors showed, I shoulda known I was better off on my own,
So before I go I though I'd let you know,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It took some time but now I know that I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, so what you hatin' for?
And now I gotta let you go cuz I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, I don't need you any more,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

You're tryin' to crawl back, but I'm cool,
Cuz now I recognize that I'm better without you,

VERSE 3
(BIG MO-BERG)

All these hometown clowns like to go around talkin' bout we ain't even dope, hopin' to hold us down,
At home watchin' our videos with a cold frown, but when they see us on the streets, wanna throw a pound,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

And try to get down wit dollar signs in they eyes, they wanna free ride, it's not a surprise, look at these guys,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Why lie? We the truth in the booth, cuz we too true,
All you dudes do is make comments on YouTube,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Another new view, who knew they'd hate so much?
Can't get a fan or two without somebody jealous of us,
It musta been somethin' we done, but oddly enough,
It's probably because we're just rippin' it up and can't be touched,

(BIG MO-BERG)

So you can trust this, all you local rap acts actin' like some bustas, thinking you can touch this,
Save the hate homie, we ain't about you,
No matter how you cut it we'd be better without you,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It took some time but now I know that I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, so what you hatin' for?
And now I gotta let you go cuz I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, I don't need you any more,

(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

You're tryin' to crawl back, but I'm cool,
Cuz now I recognize that I'm better without you,

BREAKDOWN
(DEMO)

When I say Rez, you say Rap,
Rez - Rap!, Rez - Rap!, (x4)

HOOK
(DEMO)

It took some time but now I know that I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, so what you hatin' for?
And now I gotta let you go cuz I am better without you,
(Better without you),
Better without you, I don't need you any more,

(BIG MO-BERG)

You tryin' to crawl back, but I'm cool,
Cuz now I recognize that I'm better without you,
Track Name: Give Me A Reason - Feat. Jardin
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

I'm just sayin' though, this a bad day so zip your fuckin' lip, back away and give me space, yo,
I woke up, my girl was talkin' wreckless, tried to punch my lights out, had a domestic for breakfast,
I got dressed quick, tried to escape Satan's insane ragin', she went and broke my Playstation,
Straight hatin', fuck it though, I'm late for work, wit no shower and a fuckin' rip up in my shirt,
Shit I ain't even brush my teeth in this bitch, a cop pulls me over for a speedin' ticket,
And then I get a call, we evicted, landlord's sick and tired of three weeks of this shit,
I'm late for work and it's inevitable, my boss tells me that I'm fired and they lettin' me go,
Goddamnit man, I'm bout to explode with every bitter breath,
And now you ask me for a muthafuckin' cigarette?

HOOK
(DEMO)

It's been a long day and I'm irritated, so you don't wanna give me a reason to blow the fuck up, and shut shit down,
Really simple, it ain't complicated, and you don't wanna give me a reason, so back the fuck up, you better watch your mouth,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Woke up, hungover and broke, without a single hit of a cig or a roach to light up and smoke,
This headache's no joke, and I can't get it to go, plus my neighbor's unbearable, blarin' his stereo,
And I can't muffle the sound with a pillow, it's loud, and terrible with a pound,
I'm bout to wig the fuck out and hit him right in his mouth,
But I can't get off the couch without a push, so I doubt I'll make it up to his house,
I stumble up to the sink to get a cup to drink and slip in a puddle of rotten vomit that fuckin' stinks,
I've had it my luck is jinxed, goddamnit it, just when I think it couldn't get worse, I blink,
My only clean shirt's pink, and every time I wash it, it shrinks,
My only option it seems, plus these wrinkled, stained jeans, with rips on the knees,
And I forgot I got court at a quarter to three, I grab my coat and my keys,
But can't leave because my tank's on E,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It's been a long day and I'm irritated, so you don't wanna give me a reason to blow the fuck up, and shut shit down,
Really simple, it ain't complicated, and you don't wanna give me a reason, so back the fuck up, you better watch your mouth,

VERSE 3
(JARDIN)

Jesus fuck Mo, all I wanted was a square bro,
Scared of that glare, this kid is viscous as bears so,
I think it's time I oughta start grown' a pair, woah,
This bitch crashed my whip, Oldsmobile Alero,
Totaled, rolled it, good thing the shit was stolen,
Opportunity is golden, to visit my side dish, beat that feline still it's swollen,
Focused, oh shit, pulled up to her pad to find the door wide open,
Hear the vocals from the chorus, I'm thinkin' it's that guy from the North Pole's Chosen,
Few, feelin' manic, don't panic, call That Maniac Zack up to match up,
Some brew, a few blunts, add crazy ass bad luck, get back son, This mixture gets me fixin' to spit writtens, while the blunt I'm hittin' it harder than a mack truck,
Blacked out, thinkin' what the fuck I did last night?
Shittin' on the pot, fuck there ain't no ass wipe,

HOOK
(DEMO)

It's been a long day and I'm irritated, so you don't wanna give me a reason to blow the fuck up, and shut shit down,
Really simple, it ain't complicated, and you don't wanna give me a reason, so back the fuck up, you better watch your mouth,
Track Name: I'm Just Sayin' - Feat. Thomas X
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Is that the dame that you came with? Nah, I ain't askin' what her name is,
Around my way she's famous, known to deep throat and take it up the anus,
Man, the bitch is shameless, pull her if you're gameless,
Thought you was her favorite, but you just a lame trick, another name added to her hit list,
Started as a crush, turned into an obsession,
Seen ya start to blush when you popped the bitch the question,
Got with her for love, but she's in it for possession,
Gave her all your trust, and you even had confession,
Little did you know that she's just a dirty hoe,
Still creepin' on the low, cheatin' frequent like a pro,
Gettin' freaky wit your bros right up under your nose,
Might leave her at home, but she ain't never alone,
Don't be surprised when you're pulled to the side and told it's time to let her go,
Demo, better let em know,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Oooh - is that the girl that's here wit ya?
It's cool - but that's a girl that we know,
If I was you - I'd be careful cuz she might get ya,
I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin' that she's known as a hoe,

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

I hate to be the one for killin' your buzz, you got the butterflies in your stomach, you're feelin' in love,
You brought the girls of your dreams into the club, she kisses you on the cheek and leaves wit a hug,
I know you think it might seem she's in love, but soon as she catch a buzz she'll be seen wit a thug,
But ay, that's just the way of the world, and almost everybody here has got to play wit ya girl,
If you want some advice, you better let her go, cuz every dick in this club to her is edible,
Yeah, I know that you planned to have a baby wit her, but for the rest of your life you'll have to babysit her,
Case out her Facebook, invade her Twitter, cuz she basic, nobody got to pay to hit her,
She swallows everything she's findin' erect, and that's what I would tell you bro, but quiet is kept,

HOOK
(DEMO)

Oooh - is that the girl that's here wit ya?
It's cool - but that's a girl that we know,
If I was you - I'd be careful cuz she might get ya,
I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin' that she's known as a hoe,

VERSE 3
(THOMAS X)

Man, I wanna tell you so bad, you look bad,
That bitch that you came wit, we already had,
Nah, I ain't talkin' bout my brothers and me,
I'm talkin' bout the whole fuckin' club ya see,
You think you got a bad bitch? Man that bitch is average,
Pussy so loose, man it's way beyond damaged, ha,
I ain't hatin' though bro, just make sure you wear a condom so your piss ain't like - ohhhh,
Man that bitch is crazy, yeah that bitch is crazy,
Ask all your homies, bet they be like bitch is crazy,
So go ahead and hate me for hatin' on your lady,
But when you drop the tramp off she be like save me,
And you be like - I love you so, I need in you in my life, I need you as my wife,
Baby I love you,
And she be like - huh?

HOOK
(DEMO)

Oooh - is that the girl that's here wit ya?
It's cool - but that's a girl that we know,
If I was you - I'd be careful cuz she might get ya,
I'm not sayin', I'm just sayin' that she's known as a hoe,
Track Name: Turning Point - Feat. Baby Shel
HOOK
(DEMO)

There comes a point up in your life - when you know you gotta,
Push your pride off to the side - make the right decision,
Everybody ain't on your side - when you change position,
Takes the wisdom to realize - some people never change,

VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

I sit back here, recollectin' my memories, recognize a lotta my friends were enemies,
In disguise, ain't really who they pretend to me, no surprise, they dirty like methamphetamines,
But I ain't clutchin' a grudge, I'm a man and understand that it was what it was,
They never cared if I was stuck in a rut, ran they mouth and talked down, only up in the cut,
You come around they try to butter you up, behind your back throwin' dirt, tryin' to cover you up, but,
My shine combined wit my grind can't ever be faded but haters can die tryin',
Showin' up to our shows givin' us hand daps, but we know exactly where you stand at,
A man's path and his pride can collide, so I just keep it movin', let em slide to the side,

HOOK
(DEMO)

There comes a point up in your life - when you know you gotta,
Push your pride off to the side - make the right decision,
Everybody ain't on your side - when you change position,
Takes the wisdom to realize - some people never change,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

It took a long time, but I finally realized that I been wastin' my life, trapped in my vice,
Endless nights of liquor wit fights got me feelin' different inside,
Too many homies have died for me to know it's not right,
It wasn't hard to decide, but it was difficult to give it a try,
Couldn't decline when it was always on my mind,
And in front of my eyes, it seems so fun until I wake up surprised,
I get so dumb, out of line, don't know what runs through my mind,
Dr. Jekyl and Mr. Hyde when I'm tiltin' the bottle so, I'm thinkin' I oughtta go,
Cuz I know it's possible Ill get out of control, but some of my bros keep on telling me no, don't want me to grow responsible,
So I had to swallow my pride, and tell em goodbye,
Wouldn't let em follow with a reply, just hoped they stuck by my side,
But if they didn't, then good riddance, cuz they friendship's a lie,
I've reached a turning point and I think I'll be fine,

VERSE 3
(BABY SHEL)

I notice they'll never change from all the pressure and pain that I've dealt wit',
Over the time I been in the game, I need help wit,
But ain't nobody there for me man, they get selfish,
Trippin' bout somethin' that don't pertain to they health, it's,
Always bout money and so for fame, I just melt shit,
Go past my turning point with this flame, I can't help it,
I could care less if you know my name, Baby Shel is,
Tossin' and turnin' to make a lane, aim,
For the top, even though I'm at the bottom,
And all the people who doubt me, I done already forgot em,
Gotta make it for my family, I know you understandin' me,
Can it be another negligent muthafucka that stand between,
Me achievin' what I been workin' for my whole life,
I been grindin' for the payout, I stay out the whole night,
Workin' on my craft while I'm rippin' and burnin' joints,
I push my pride to the side, I guess that's my turnin' point,

HOOK
(DEMO)

There comes a point up in your life - when you know you gotta,
Push your pride off to the side - make the right decision,
Everybody ain't on your side - when you change position,
Takes the wisdom to realize - some people never change,
Track Name: Music Is My Life - Feat. Baby Shel
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Whether it's writin' our flows, recordin' or performin' at shows, nobody knows the effort that goes into makin' it dope,
And sacrifices, I'm broke, but I'm on the road wit my bros, leavin' my fam at home to struggle alone,
But I hope they know we're close to makin' it though, cuz I can feel it in my heart and my soul,
Patiently waiting' to blow, but we gotta get known, been doin' this all on our own,
Hustelin' CDs and clothes, posters and videos, no hopin' for miracles,
We gotta grind for a spot to get realized in hip hop, it's on my mind non-stop,
We're tryin' to climb to the top, strategize not to flop, and give it all that we got,
Doin' all that we can as we plot and plan to expand and gain fans,
But understand, it's hard to advance when you're not given a chance,
So we make our own path, hopin' it lasts, cuz music is our life, it's all that we have,

HOOK
(DEMO)

This music is my life, it's on my mind every night and day,
The effort it takes, sacrifices I'm makin',
Music is my life, I don't got the time to get away,
I'm steadily racin' for the dream that I'm chasin',
Music is my life,

VERSE 2
(BIG MO-BERG)

If you don't do it, you won't understand, constantly pushin' but never gettin' the upper hand,
Hours of writin', recordin' to make another jam, breakin' our backs just tryin' to catch another fan,
Today Bemidji, tomorrow we in the Motherland, another meetin' for schemin' to make another plan,
Independent got our hopes and our dreams but we broke cuz our dough's gotta go to the team,
Another show on the road for no green, and we go cuz we know our only hope's to be seen,
See everything we doin' has a price, and so a family life is what I sacrifice,
I'm on a race against time like a track meet, apologies if you gotta take a back seat,
My heart beats to the beat in the right time, you see this music is my lifeline,

HOOK
(DEMO)

This music is my life, it's on my mind every night and day,
The effort it takes, sacrifices I'm makin',
Music is my life, I don't got the time to get away,
I'm steadily racin' for the dream that I'm chasin',
Music is my life,

VERSE 3
(BABY SHEL)

I been telling y'all this music is my life, in my headphones bumpin' a beat, think what to write,
Get my lyrics down, vibe, get done, step to the mic,
These people do all feel and want the words i recite, right?
So i write hype lyrics, record those, memorize our tracks, we rehearsing before shows,
We got merch, CDs and T-shirts you could afford bro, tell em for sure bro,
Choppin' it up with our fans even after the door close, givin' daps for the support though,
We gon' support those who comin' out to fill the crowd up,
Who be banging' them mixtapes and turn it loud up,
I'm proud of anybody who listens to what I've written out, and actually feels all of these words comin' out my mouth,
This one's for the fans who use my music to get right i let em all know that,

HOOK
(DEMO)

This music is my life, it's on my mind every night and day,
The effort it takes, sacrifices I'm makin',
Music is my life, I don't got the time to get away,
I'm steadily racin' for the dream that I'm chasin',
Music is my life,
Track Name: Break Into The Game - Feat. Thomas X, Baby Shel, Wardog
VERSE 1
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

It started back in the past with a passion for rap and a talent to snap, matched with the grind of a champ,
No plan of attack when the pen hit the pad, but our impact would attract us some fans, we practiced, enhanced the wrath on the track,
Now they're actin' all shady, testin' our patience, a shame,
What are they crazy? Ninety percent of these rappers are lame,
Sick of waiting for this swag faze to fade away,
Done knockin', so I'm skippin', pickin' the lock and I'm breakin' up in the game,
If you thinkin' we stoppin', no, we comin', invadin' so go,
And let em all know to step from the door, we takin' control,
Makin' our label known to the globe, for the flow, gonna go for broke,
Leavin' the people that pose no hope, when we go and,
Break into the game,

(BIG MO-BERG)

Started off wit a dream, never got no handouts,
Turned a plot to a scheme 'till we got a plan out,
If you try blockin' the dream so that we don't stand out,
I'll pull my cock out my jeans, stick it in your damn mouth,
Fuck what you sayin', your hatin', playin', delayin' is lame, and the fact remains, my patience has been decayin',
I'm not complainin', but sayin', either way you cave in or get the fuck out the way cuz we breakin', makin' our way in,
This hidden interest you bitches have in dismissin' our spittin' writtens is gettin' to the point, like fuckin syringes, that,
If you don't listen or get to dissin', for instance, we sayin' fuck your permission and kicking shit off the hinges, Jack,

HOOK
(DEMO)

You cannot stop our movement, this music that we're doin',
Rez Rap, and we keep it movin', you try to block us and we'll stomp right through it,
We keep on knockin' and poundin' up on the door but they don't seem to wanna let us in,
So fuck the waitin', anticipation, debatin', we're takin' over your stations,
Gonna break into the game,

VERSE 2
(THOMAS X)

Oh no, it's them double O boys, homie you have no choice, we just makin more noise,
Spit the wicked lyricism, intricate lines,
Writtens that'll splittin, and'll puncture your spin,
Be creative, three natives, three whiteboys, three minnesotas, three R's that's what we bout,
Triple R gang, what we shout,
Yeah we humble, but we out,
Here for you to hear,
We on the seen scene, you know the team mean,
This is ointment for the game, this is poison, this is pain,
I have opened up my lane, now let me open up your brain,
To this thing called reservation rap, Crazy Horse in a Jason mask,
I'm chasin' stacks and Thomas X is,
Break Into The Game,

(BABY SHEL)

Ahhh, Rez Rap, bring em all down,
Bet that i wet rap, make em all drown,
Necks snap when X slap, ya fall down,
Get back snakes, set traps for y'all now,
We don't see em, we just defeat em and eat em, my team is fiendin' for endin' ya fucking life, we ain't dreamin',
This reality and actually, me and my bros is mostly cleanin' this over saturated scene with the sickest heat we bring,
Meet the entire group, one by one, we'll body you,
Bringin' the bitch up outta you, Rez Rap wreck it, i thought you knew,
And if you didn't, I'm thinking' you better start bracin' ya face we comin' at it when we break into the game,


(WARDOG)

Lived on the edge, clip full of lead, Mama says to pray but I feel half dead,
Only time I'm alive is when I'm countin' bread, I'ma grind all the time, gotta maintain rep,
Gotta double step, maintain hustle what I'm bout to bet,
I'm a jet, I'm a plane, lift off man, fly so high that I'm about to get brain,
If you wanna feel the same, step up your game, put it all on up and then fuck them lames,
I'ma go in hard, I'ma break into this muthafuckin' game,

HOOK
(DEMO)

You cannot stop our movement, this music that we're doin',
Rez Rap, and we keep it movin', you try to block us and we'll stomp right through it,
We keep on knockin' and poundin' up on the door but they don't seem to wanna let us in,
So fuck the waitin', anticipation, debatin', we're takin' over your stations,
Gonna break into the game
Track Name: Meant For Me
VERSE 1
(BIG MO-BERG)

What you fail to see, ain't nobody in the game makin' major green, unless you dealin' wit the major leagues,
Even then you can still get played by the major schemes the label dreams,
Snakes stay faker than Maybelline, nay say my team,
Everybody thinkin' they can fade the three, but at the end of the day they all lame to me,
Reminiscin' bout back in the past, I'da never though that the rappin' would last,
Self doubt had me flat on my ass, addiction caused my passion to pass,
Cleaned up, then I mastered my craft, busted my ass to get the cash that I stacked,
Put it all back into the raps that I rap, then I got my own shit, made a plan of attack,
Had to mash on the gas, I'm a late bloomer, five years on the grind while I stayed true ta,
Every goal in my aim, but the pain, it remains and it stays in my brain like an innate tumor,
Fuckers keep judgin' us, but they just can't bust like us, and ain't nobody got no love for us,
But fuck them, cuz ain't a one of them muthafuckas touchin' us, who do you trust?
Plus fans get the wrong depiction, think we fly high like we on prescription,
But we broke, close to eviction, so the rich rap shit, we don't fit description,
Everybody wanna free CD but we don't live the dream you see on TV,
If we could, we would, believe me, but you don't realize ain't nothin' been easy,
Every cent that I spent's been about this, been a year since I bought a fuckin' outfit,
Tryin' to find a way to benefit up out this, ain't no way that you can say I ain't about shit,
Cuz even though I'm broke, I go for broke, and I won't choke because I hold to hope,
And I'm gon' roll till I'm comatose, and what, y'all don't know that our flow is dope?
You can feel what I mean when I rap, call me Keitel when I clean up a track,
And if I have to, you can believe that I'ma go and put the muthafuckin' team on my back,
So whether we climb to the top or not, it's been a ride that I've not forgot,
And I ain't never gon' plot to stop, so you can watch, tick-tock, till the clock muthafuckin stops,

VERSE 2
(THAT MANIAC ZACK)

Hip hop's done a lot for me, ain't got a pocket full of green, but I'm off the streets,
No time for the block it seems, I got a squad that depends on me, they got me focusin' my energy,
In the lab tryin' to get it with the chemistry, but everybody wanna be an emcee,
Popularity fiends and make believe celebrities leave reachin' our dreams difficult to achieve,
But you can bet that we're buildin' a rep, rippin' up sets, leavin' other rappers lookin' upset,
Intimidated by the talent possessed, irritated when they hear we're the best, from an impressed audience,
But instead of gettin' respect for givin' it a hundred percent, we get treated like a pack of rejects for bein' a threat,
But I gotta confess, this music got me feelin' so blessed, it's like a fresh breath,
That I had to take, not a minute too late, mad in my craze I was wastin' my days,
Fadin' away to my grave wit no way to escape, I made a lot of mistakes just to plot on my fate,
But now I'm rockin' the stage, never really gettin' paid but the feeling's insane, such a rush that I can't explain,
It's like a drug pumpin' through my veins, straight up to my brain, I can't contain with a blank page,
Gotta express through the pen when I vent, not a trend, don't pretend to be them,
But instead I'm just me, and I hope you accept, but if not I regret to inform that I'm not gonna leave,
You tend to forget there's no stopping my team, I'm watchin' them plottin' but they can't compete,
Competition is weak and it seems that our peak can't be reached, still progressin' on Garlic Brown Beats,
Dedicated to makin' it happen, we demonstrated we never been slackin',
Generated a buzz that they're lackin' from anyone of us rappin', too devastatin' when snappin',
I can't imagine livin' not havin' a passion, but damnit I do,
I got a goal to pursue and subdue with the crew, gonna be holdin' the hope wit the Few,
Gotta continue to move and to prove that we're not gonna lose, Droppin' the dopest and keepin' it true for the birth of a new,
Found purpose, pumpin' out verses, underground but about to surface,
Puttin' my work in to get you to purchase tickets and merch wit, music it's worth it,
Never gonna quit even if I don't make it big, I wouldn't regret a moment of it, it's been a hell of a trip that I couldn't forget, but I'm thinkin' it's only the beginning when,

HOOK (x2)
(DEMO)

No matter how far that we are from the stars, in my mind and my heart I always knew that,
This was meant for me, meant for me, meant for me,
This was meant for me, meant for me, meant for me, meant for me,
Just a matter of time, in the back of my mind, I knew when I finally got on my grind,
This was meant for me, meant for me, meant for me,
This was meant for me, meant for me, meant for me, meant for me,