The Urge

My mind it draws a blank
Try to collect my thoughts
An open hole of nothingness and loss
I've got no memory
There is a scar on my head
How did it get there?

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think, yeah!

Don't ask me questions
I've got no answers to
Last thing remembered is
I don't even know you
It's time to run and hide
My thoughtless brain confide
Please help me make it right

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing lick
Sick of this confusion
I can't think, yeah!

Another confrontation
Of useless information
An open book
With the pages torn from the bind
A plane of loneliness
Inside my thoughtless mind

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think

Take a look don't you know i don't care about you
Not a one thing you won't do
To get attention from the ones who ignore
Now don't cast all your friends away
There's only one thing i can say
Hey man you're sick and rotten to the core
Hey you're all washed up
Would you please shut up
Take a walk that way
Hey you're all washed up
Would you please shut up
Take a walk that way
Take a look pay attention to the words i say
So little time for you to get away
Run to the door in a panicked fury of fear
No hope cause you'll never get the message anyway
Thry let you in so your gonna stay
But beware of my boot and a bottle of beer
Hey you're all washed up
Would you please shut up
Take a walk that way
Mr. mr. you make me sick
I ain't gonna fall for that same old trick
Won't you turn around and take a trip back
To the other side of town you drip buttercup
Buttercup you're all washed up
Get out of my face and shut the fuck up
No business cards or that fake ass stuff
Bouncer's on your ass so you better hurry up
Take a look don't you know i don't care about you
Not a one thing you won't do
To get attention from the ones who ignore
Now don't cast all your friends away
There's only one thing i can say
Hey man you're sick and rotten to the core
Hey you're all washed up
Would you please shut up
Take a walk that way
Hey you're all washed up
Would you please shut up
Take a walk that way
Take a walk that way
Take a walk that way
Take a walk
Take a walk
Take a walk

Live in misery, don't stand next to me. I can smell your breath for miles and miles.
You're on me, please stop touching me. Take your place at the bar stool flunkie. Hey-oh-ay-oh who do you know? Drunk asshole. Grab your yetes and get behind the wheel and drive your car as fast as you can. Had a bad vision you in collision crash and burn man end of discussion hey-oh-ay-oh, who do you know drunk asshole.

Now you're lookin' down, lookin' down, lookin' down the barrel of a gun a stupid stare, just stand there, and wait for the one. T.V. News anymore? Please tell us some more.
Don't ask why, just watch the good part die. Don't ask why, all they tell you is lies.
Looking somewhere in Los Angeles, is it really understood that everyday people face everyday murder, in their own neighborhood. T.V. News reports, tally all the scores, can we have peace anymore? Please tell us some more.
Don't ask why, just watch the good part die. Don't ask why, all they tell you is lies.
Now you're laying down in a box under the trash day in, day out, can you hear me shout, you been fading fast. T.V. News reports, tally all the scores can we have food anymore? Please tell us some more.
Don't ask why, just watch the good part die. Don't ask why, all they tell you is lies.
Don't ask why, just watch the good part die. Don't ask why, all they tell you is lies.

Chillin' in the van yeah felling on the girlies our only
concern is where the keg party is
accelerator down we're getting there early steaming up
the windows cause we're so fucking thirsty
but we gotta make an important stop over the curb to the
neon light not fast food and it ain't no piss stop it's the thirst shop
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
joint is bumpin' to the urge on cassette they want us to play
but we said not yet never start singing when our mouth is
dry never start playing 'till we're liquified never let up until
the keg is dry and when it's all gone you know we're saying
goodbye the dudes got mad and the girls start crying the
party is dying
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
dude with the party wants his money back fuck you is
heard from a window on the van all you get is smoke and
a pile of empty cans when your party's over that's when
ours begins steal all your girlies then make our getaway but
first things first babe open your purse you get no respect 'till we
quench the thirst go inside and get my pickle go inside and get my pickle
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
we're going to the liquor store
and don't forget to park my car

Yeah. Yeah.
Lately I've been asking myself how I feel oh, ooh!
And I'm trying not to be too harsh. Have to do my part. Woah, GO!

Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away.

Yeah. Back around once again, but I don't mind.
Took a chance on some friends. You might think I've lost my mind.
Pound me with questions all the time, for you or anyone else. COME ON!

Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away. Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away.
Huuuuh!

Yeah. Lately, I've been asking myself how I feel oh, ooh.
Yes I'm trying, oh, yes I'm trying.
Oh, ooh.
Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away. Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away. Take away, take away what I don't need, save the good part please. Fade away, fade away.
Take away, ya. Oh take away, yaaaaa!

Your life has turned for the worst, the worst is yet to come. The substance in your pipe designed to make you numb. You're going down in flames, oh yes, it's too late to change. Now I feel the rage.

I remember when we used to laugh, but time has spoiled our craft, so now I stay away. Why the question that is always asked, I won't be coming back. We'll go our separate ways.

I've seen you crack a smile, ain't so hateful after all turn back the hands of time to life when you were riding high. I think I understand, can't be involved in this plan. So now I clean my hands.

I remember when we used to laugh, but time has spoiled our craft, so now I stay away. Why the question that is always asked. I won't be coming back. We'll go our separate ways.

I watched your personality steer wrong off from reality. Can't get high enough to destroy all possibility. I've done the best I can. I'd even still be your friend.

Check it,
I set it off by lettin' ya know I can flow to many beats
Similar to groove so freely
People say I'm gettin' kinda greedy,
but so what, I'm supplin the need
Some MC's go for therapy, I buried the
Remain of the other 'cause they suck incredibly
Superficial styles only last a little while
But they'll never hold a candle to the TV profile
More than just wit and more than just intellect
And more than a gangster 'cause I kill wit a mic check
And I'm not the one wit the H on his back
I fill up the place with the brothers select

It's gettin' hectic, it's gettin' crazy
It's gettin' hectic, it's gettin' wild
x2

Rearranging the script as my words shift gear in a flash
Putting cash in a stash, ain't nuttin funny, money
Greater gifts, I receive, by those who are blessed
Me, I got a treasure chest
By all means protected at all times
you try to front, you'll pay more than a small fine
I don't brag about the stuff I kick
I simply roll correctly, demolishing stupid kids
Hittin' it off wit the lip and not accomplishing zip
I tell 'em, wake up son 'cause this is it
Peep out the suckers who are faking
Faking moves on the mic and in life

It's gettin' hectic, it's gettin' crazy
It's gettin' hectic, it's gettin' wild
3x

It's gettin' hectic, it's gettin' crazy
Yeah, take it down

Yeah,
Check it,
And when the mic stands free, I then step to the
Point of attack 'cause the track feels good to me
And I intend to break ya out of your restraints
You gain interest in my rhymes like a City Bank
Thanks to the Brand New Heavies and everyone
Who can dig the movement of the Guru, smooth and
Proving that I'm the relevant, eloquent one
Suckers getting whoopings like they're all my sons
Remembering rap from the days of it's origin
The power of many men ascend from my pen
Dissing the ones wit the fame and claiming they're hard
Yo, them, I disregard
'Cause they ain't all cracked up to what they should be
Some of them wannabees, some of them wouldbees
And I'm getting vexed by the crap they project
They put in on wax and all their records still racks

Why can't I see instructions on my head to arrest me. It's an every day test, only hope for the best. Strategy, enemy, artillery.
Chip on your shoulder, woke up and told ya. Made your decision.

Violent opposition

A cold chill pressed on the spine. Time to pay a debt on borrowed time. Do we really hate you? No more hope for the color blue. Don't need no more proof, they're all trained to shoot and kill, the color sublime. Chip on your shoulder, woke up and told ya. Made your decision.

Violent opposition.

Well, please pay attention, you know who the hell I'm talking to. Get out of my face, you fool, you don't play your games with me you know. I don't have time for that, don't come round here no more, that shit you dirty rat.

Don't ever turn your back on a dirty rat. She'll see you out, man, I can vouch for that. She'll come to you when it's time to cry, then take the truth and tell a flat out lie.

I trusted you and then you cut my throat behind my back. I got a message for you hun, I just can't go for that. Just go away you dirty rat and crawl back in your cave. You spread your lies and now it's time for you to pay.

Don't ever turn your back on a dirty rat. She'll see you out, man, I can vouch for that. She'll come to you when it's time to cry, then take the truth and tell a flat out lie.

This is the last time that I ever stop to speak to you. I'd like to shut your mouth and seal it up with superglue. I hope you're happy now to live your stupid boring life. You dirty rat, you dirty rat you dirty rat.

Don't ever turn your back on a dirty rat. She'll see you out, man, I can vouch for that. She'll come to you when it's time to cry, then take the truth and tell a flat out lie.

My mind it draws a blank
Try to collect my thoughts
An open hole of nothingness and loss
I've got no memory
There is a scar on my head
How did it get there?

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think, yeah!

Don't ask me questions
I've got no answers to
Last thing remembered is
I don't even know you
It's time to run and hide
My thoughtless brain confide
Please help me make it right

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing lick
Sick of this confusion
I can't think, yeah!

Another confrontation
Of useless information
An open book
With the pages torn from the bind
A plane of loneliness
Inside my thoughtless mind

I can't think
No concentration
About a thing
Can't find that missing link
Sick of this confusion
I can't think