A king among kings, but what's a king without a queen
A king without the luxuries that made him a fiend
No more subjects, no more tributes for me
This king's a slave now, but that's what I was born to be
Started from the bottom and I found my own top
But then I fucked up and the progress stopped
I fell down the ladder and I'm back in the hole
But still glutton like fuck and I'll never be full
It's the living corruption and consumption of soul
It's the B LAZ E attitude that describes me whole
It's the I'm fine where I'm at but I'll bitch about it
Too much effort to fix, Too much effort to change
Too much effort to live, Too much effort for brains
Too much effort for me cause why should I work
I'll sit and command others, watch them walk out the door
People seemed worthless, I could always find more

Familiar with myself I guess I know my enemy well
I'm my own dog it isn't hard to tell
I got the best gift cause it keeps on giving
And the best part is it keeps me from living
And the best part is, I can't move on
Still stuck at stage one, Tryna be the best actor
Tryna be harder, better, faster, stronger
Tryna live longer than my daddy did
Tryna outlive the race but tryna keep pace
Tryna find a girl that's willing to stay
But am I really trying or just trying to try
Cause every fucking day ends with a sigh
Every open mouth closes grim
Everything I do I see as a sin
But in this rat race does anyone win
In this rat race is there a happy end

Too anxious for anxiety and now the bottle's dry
No more tears to cry cause my eyes are dry too
No more empty sighs it's too much work to breath
No more smiles either it's just bared teeth
I'm lost in thought but am I really thinking
I look pissed off cause I probably am
With the pipe in my hand and the flint wheel flicked
I find my calm state and get a hard dick
I watch stupid shit cause that's all there is
Who'd do their work cause that's boring shit
Now where the fuck am I cause I don't really know
I'm just a shadow in the background looking below
Just stuck observing and learning the truth
What's beneath the skin, what makes it loose
What is a person but a sack of bones
That's trapping a soul that doesn't even know

Birth

Track 5:Alan's in Wonderland

I'm a drunk that doesn't drink
That really needs to think
About where the fuck it is I'm headed
As I walk down this lonely road
Only thoughts I have are home
Wherever the fuck that shit is
I'll ramble on this rant
And surely lose my pants
As I risk the risk of getting commited
To the asylum of my mind
Cause right now I'm wasting time
Writing worthless rhymes of wisdom and wit

Weave a wicker basket to hold all the lies
Rely on the product and contain all the sighs
Metamorphasize to contain the new mind
In a past time without pills we were fine
Now we're fined as they refine their lies to fit us
Give us new clothes, new jobs, but in god we still trust
Value in material but not in the thoughts behind it
Things always get released with the perfect timing

Don't take me away, can't you tell I'm sane
The asylum's for loons, I'm an eagle at best
Invested in more than just cash
But keep this bird in a cage cause his feathers are treasure
Speaking more than words, delivering more than pleasure
Endangered and rare, Stuck in danger, ensnared
Poisoned by the public
To be treated by the villain
Like a delicate bird for once
I'll still die with the setting sun

Let's bum rush the capital, Get a capital gain
Capitalize the purge with aesthetical fame
Money is the matter
Yo, who's first up to bat?
Bugs Bunny?
Or what about Daffy Duck?
These toons are getting crazier lately
Shit on t.v. is getting weaker lately
Subliminally molest the mind of the meager
Metabolize the lies and brainwash the leaders
Of tomorrow and today cause the past is passed
Play the puppet and the person , But the strings just snapped
Am I damaged goods? Good damage? Or bad
Or was I already bad?
Was I already bad?

Under the Influence

Track 2:Alan's In Wonderland

Influencing the bad, cracked a bottle and a model
Made my own man early, I only lead not follow
Goodie two shoes will leave you black and blue
When he opens his mouth and leaves your ego bruised
You're the sheep to my shepherd, the flea to my flock
The beta to my alpha, and the bitch to my cock
I hear you barking but I ain't coming yet
Suck on a chew toy no breaks just yet
Just, just, just, just sit there and listen
The weed's not talking, it's just a kid thinking
Breaking the mold, I put it leagues of leagues under
That shit is so deep but it still hears the thunder
*Boom* Now the titans just clashed
From the child to the grown up, words were just passed
I'm the quarter back but they ain't the wide receiver
In spite of weight, don't let that shit deceive you
Strongarming, tryna pull along your place
You're not superior and neither is your taste
If this were a race you'd be coming in last
Surpassed by the younger and running out of gas
Just Watch your back you already put a knife in it
Wrapped the bandage tight tryna stop the bleeding
Cut off circulation cause the chokeholds comfy
Not gonna stop cause you haven't started coming
Shots fired it's the start of the race
It's a real hand gun, let the turtle set the pace
Cut it back, leave a bit to the imagination
Lemme put you under the true sensation

Heretic

Track 9: Alan's in Wonderland

So fuck religion, cause it fucked me
Baptized at birth but molested at three
Metaphorical, don't get all gaspy
This metahuman mayhem is gonna stay lasting
What's a god that rules by fear
Where's the love we're supposed to share
No brother or sister hood
Just people dying, rebirth's no good
The heart's still beating, the mind's still thinking
But these people, goddamit, they still ain't living
They leaving behind life to live a better life
This plane's always heaven and hell, every night
I'm living in the wrong as you're living in the right
Put away that flash, stop tryna shine your light
In my mind's time every right is wrong
Every wrong is right, and every life's long gone

Think about it, fore you start pointing fingers
Salvation ain't calling, stop waiting for the ring
The rapture is here, death is your transcendence
You should try to live your life before that shit start's ending
Bending to the will of other's in the past
Think about yourself but don't put others last
Christmas everyday, so you better get the present
Halloween every night, trick or treat you to a lesson

So fuck this shit Imma be a heretic
Yea fuck this shit Imma be a heretic
Fuck the religions
And fuck the prescriptions
Don't know what to call it
But that shit ain't living
The shit that you're giving isn't for the good of me
Stressin the pressure of society
Where's family, and the blood brothers
And caring bout the people that you'd rather call mother

(Fuck this shit Imma be a heretic
Yea fuck this shit Imma be a heretic) x4

To Peace Trip by DJAY U4RIA

Disney Princess

Track 4:Alan's in Wonderland

Tryna live my dream not the american nightmare
Only with a wish is life a wonderland, live fear
Freedom is a cage so we'll die hard living
Alice is a myth, not a gift that kept giving
Indulged in the glutton that's a deadly sin
Despite her size, I despise, don't believe her level there
God like stature, standing in my eyes
This dumbass bitch seemed to stand higher than I
Revived by Chesire, gotta catch that spirit guide
Outside looking in, I realize I've died
Still trapped in the meat, my body's got a beef
It's tea time, change places, and keef

Waltzing through disney land, never been
Disney princesses everywhere, remembering
Nostalgia of the highest, got me high again
Before I fall, I recall, everyone follows sin

Girl lemme get your attention for a sec
Got your crystal heel here not looking for sex
Just give in to the charm, and I got a day job
I'll shower you with gifts as long as it pays off
You got that high school high life, not the everyday rella
But you still lit a fire with the cinders, I'll tell ya
Sit behind you in english, love to hear the laugh
Thinking you interested but can I do the math?
See chem's my best subject, but you're now my favorite
Wanna ask you to the dance, hear a yes, and start dating
But I heard you talking to kids that ain't me
So I guess I still need your attention sadly

Waltzing through disney land, never been
Disney princesses everywhere, remembering
Nostalgia of the highest, got me high again
Before I fall, I recall, everyone follows sin

Snow White, you got me on ice
Like your creator, I better think twice
Got molly and lucy but I'm missing something, you
But missing one thing has never been new
If I could wake you with a kiss I'd have tried
But I'm a little nervous and I'm tryna be nice
Far far from rude, away with the brute
Can't be forceful with you, gotta stay true
Your voice sure is fine indeed
Got me feeling higher than the finest tree
You got that nice smile, and the cute cheeks
The beautiful eyes, oh why'd you charm me?

Boy I'm a Beatnik, old age hippy
Got a new body, but I still keep it trippy
Imma ride this coaster all the way to the top
Then wait a few seconds, cause I can't help the drop
Bastard to the master And angry like a beast
But Imma still shine Just to say the least
At least, please, get on my level
But that shit's out there, and it ain't got a bezel
I'll embezzle your mind if it wasn't yet free
So take your damn time if you're messing with me
Got the keys to the cage and I locked up the rage
Fry you in a pan and put you out on the range
You can catch me standing up center stage
With a mic in my hand and my eyes on blaze
It's amazing how many people go for this type
With the long ass hair and the short ass pipe
Rocking some kicks from a payless source
Wrote some new shit cause I know you want more
Got the fitted cap backwards and the mind on rewind
And I gotta say now I'm feeling good this time
Maybe it's a sign, or maybe it's a game
But either fucking way, I've found my own way
New rules, new fools, new tools, new ghouls
And a new fucking humor to give your mind food
Satirical, satanic, and a blacked out light
Only in the darkness could my thoughts seem right
But for right now I ain't talking of the blight
Cause for right now I'm spitting shit light
It's a diet mix that you'll surely enjoy
Kick back, relax, laid up, and toy
Sometimes I'd think people seem so annoyed
But I know them better, so I know it's not roids

Guessing Games

Track 3: Alan's In Wonderland

Life's like a lucid dream So I guess I need a wake
With all the truth that I'm hearing It's amazing it's all fake
But maybe just a touch And a meager little scrape
Will wake me from my slumber And make me smile today
Like Grinning Mr. Cheshire I'm down to my last life
Sadly slammed the door And smashed all of the lights
This wonderland's a nightmare Until the lights are on
But that shit's just flickering Don't get me wrong
Loosely lay down words As I lay down in my bed
I think happy thoughts And pictures in my head
I didn't owe nobody But the price I still should pay
I didn't hurt nobody But they'll hurt me anyways
So catch me on the grind Where my work week's not a shift
Or catch me in time Fore I blow up like a bitch
This kid's got dreams Gonna be an artist
But before all that I need to take my morning piss

Got a stubbed toe
I guess that makes me lame
Got a closed mouth
I guess that makes me tame
Got blurred vision
I guess that makes me drunk
And I got no more
I guess that makes me done

Run Bitch Run Even though this ain't a race
You go on ahead But I'll still set the pace
The tortoise took his time And he didn't show up late
So Imma copy him, Go on a date with fate
Putting faith in each other, and maybe in a god
But this shit don't make sense, and it's seeming kinda odd
Wasting life away, as I sit in class thinking
When will be the day that I catch a bitch winking
Just one more year and I'm legally grown
A couple late though, cause I'm out on my own
Still missing key parts, but nothing too big
I may be seventeen, but I'm still a little kid
Got my baby bottle, now who here has a teet
Pass my little lighter, now who here has the weed
Hired me a lawyer, now put me in a suit
Don't take me away judge, that shit is fucking rude

Got a stubbed toe
I guess that makes me lame
Got a closed mouth
I guess that makes me tame
Got blurred vision
I guess that makes me drunk
And I got no more
I guess that makes me done

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