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

To Watching Movies Instrumental

The line between creepy and sweet is too thin
While stalker and lover lie down next to it
An obsession with pleasure
I regress to fiending
As the bottom of the bottle drops
And the thoughts start to get lost
I can't see clear
About to act from fear
And the mind is just stuck in a rut
Tryna be deep I don't mean to be blunt

I walk down this line but I can't strut straight
I guess you could say I have a drunk mind state
Too many pretties but not enough face
Too many thoughts stuck as thoughts, not taste
And I start to question my tongue
Cause this bullshit just isn't fun
I may be good for days
But never for the week
I'm acting like I'm tweaked
And caked up on the beat
And wandering through the haze
Cause the shades are still shut
The sun still shining
But no lights touch

I'm a diamond in the rough
And this gemstone's smashed
The pretty little dust
Is ready for the pass
Through the nasal
And the drip
Take the head
Not the tip
I might as well be an addict if I'm living like this
Stuck strung out
And really fucking pissed
That I let the chance go
If it was even a chance I guess
As I blend into the crowd
All the chatter's getting loud
And I don't know where it is I is
A bordering masochist
Cause the mental anguish comes next
After all the pleasure
That's all that's fucking left
And the anger compliments
Like  peanut butter to jelly
So Imma enjoy the sandwich

Detoxify my veins in vain
As my somber brain gains pain
And the thoughts get slow
Sober time again
I'll jot down this line
Pay the fine then try again
Write a rhyme again
Is this right this time
Or is it wrong again
Nicotine for the fiend
And caffeine for the mind
Dragon breath death
And the sight's still fine
Draggin this on to long
And the freestyle's gone
But no set rhyme scheme
Recycled near the end rhyme
But nothing yet set
Set in stone or in pen
Nowhere close to end
Just take another breath
Maybe think about some breasts
Maybe drift off again

Remix

Track 6: Alan's in Wonderland

Get out of my head
You're supposed to be dead
Stop wandering through my mind like this
The light that was lit got blown out like a bitch
But these candles gotta be a trick
I found some new flavor
And got a new taste
But you still gotta be on my mind
So I guess it's time
I undo the rewind
But stick to the usual grind
Five days sober is going to seven
But five days blank is to two
The five days mean nothing to anyone at all
Especially not to you

Intense sensation
I take the contagion
Cause it keeps me warm inside
B LAZ E's on bitch mode
Get ready for the groan
And the relapse
All in good time

Fuck this shit
I don't wanna be your nigga
Bitch, please get out of my head
These thoughts are fed
And my face is turning red
As I suffocate
Defecate
Subtly solicit sympathy
Death to the rewind
Fined for the signs
My fortune's been told
That Imma grow old
Be a virgin and a father to all
Cause no love is special
And no thoughts light
And living just feels like a fight

The struggle's intense
My thoughts are getting dense
I still can't concentrate
Stuck in the past
And running past the present
Thoughts contained caged
Like a pregnant period
The professions always come late
Never been on a date
Just stuck to masturbate
And slightly verbate
The record's repeating
Not missing a skip
Recycled thoughts
And retuned rhythms
Barely remixed or made