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How one man went from being fearful of his own shadow to striving for every dreams he's ever had.

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released 31 May 2013

"This album is dedicated to my father, Alfred Stallworth; my grandfathers, Warren Stallworth and Henry Warren Webb; and Ross Love for showing me what it means to be a real man. I love you with all of my heart."

Produced by Warren Stallworth
Management and Publicity by Trista Kinman
Associate Produced by Eric Fledderman, Ashley Taylor, Amanda Miller, Jake Miller, Eugene Stallworth, Roseann Stallworth, Will Starret
Mixed and Mastered by Warren Stallworth

All lyrics written by Warren Stallworth except where noted.

Published by Worth the Stars Media, LLC.

All parts by Warren Stallworth, Trista Kinman, Matthew Mead, Sharita Bone, Ashley Taylor, Eric Fledderman, and Brad Ward recorded @ Alpha to Omega Labs. Other parts recorded by their respective providers.

The Art Bits
Dissolving Alpha Riff and Beta Riff (Interior) by Benjamin Sanders (Tweet him: @BenjaminSndrs)
Cover & Back Art by Warren Stallworth
Cover & Back Art Photography by Trista Kinman

The Narrated Bits
Narration by Sharita Bone
Friends Played by Matthew Mead, Trista Kinman
Newscaster Played by Matthew Mead
Nerdcore Event Announcer Played by Trista Kinman

The Narrated Music
Chapter 1: Space Log by Apple
Chapter 3: Desert Priest by Oliver Amberg
Chapter 4: Forever Dark by Chimichanga Films
Chapter 5, 5.33, 5.66: Remembrance, Dying Swarm, and Z by Oliver Amberg
Chapter 6: Lost by Oliver Amberg
Chapter 7: After the Storm and Remains by Oliver Amberg
FIN: Game of Brostep by Philip Shaw

Track Credits

The Introduction
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: N.O.Y.S. by The Passion HiFi

Superhero Swag
Written by Warren Stallworth
Singing by Crystal Hart
Beat: Cold Heat by The Passion HiFi

Class Act
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Class Act by FreeHipHopBeats.com

My Video Game History
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Skate Rink by FreeHipHopBeats.com

Nerd.Core
Verse 1/Chorus 1 written by Warren Stallworth
Verse 2/Chorus 2 written by Beefy
Verse 3/Chorus 3 written by 1UP (Emmanuel Aouade)
Beat: No Logo by The Passion HiFi

Third Try-Master
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Rotten by The Passion HiFi

Liberty of the Beast
Written by Warren Stallworth
Singing by Crystal Hart
Beat: Liberty by Beatsplug.com

A Strategy of Truth
Verse 1 and Choruses written by Warren Stallworth
Verse 2 written by LMC (Logan Hilliard)
Singing by Crystal Hart
Beat: Tha Truth by PlatinumStatz

The Final Boss
Written by Warren Stallworth
Singing by Crystal Hart
Screaming by Trista Kinman, Ashley Taylor, Eric Fledderman, Brad Ward
Beat: Round One by Sarubeatz

Nebulae of Light
Written by Warren Stallworth
Singing by Brad Ward
Beat: All 4 U by PlatinumStatz

Revolutionary Love Letter
Verses 1, 2/ Chorus written by Warren Stallworth
Verse 3 written by 1UP (Emmanuel Aouade)
Beat: The One by Beatsplug.com

Hope
Verse 1, 3 written by Warren Stallworth
Verse 2 written by MC Ohm-I (Leron Gray)
Beat: Hopin' by Beatsplug.com

Red Shoes
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Blow A Stack With me by SaruBeatz.com

Blackholes Just Mean I Love You In Space Jargon
Written by Warren Stallworth
Computer Played by Trista Kinman
Beat: Takeoff by Beatsplug.com

Collisions of Past Presents Future
Verse 1, 3 and Chorus written by Warren Stallworth
Verse 2 written by Will Spreadbury (Force of Will)
Singing by Crystal Hart
Computer Played by Trista Kinman
Beat: Right Now by Beatsplug.com

Heartattack Twins
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: On My Way by PlatinumStatz

Oh, Would You Kindly
Written by Warren Stallworth
Additional Vocals by Trista Kinman
Beat: My Grind by PlatinumStatz

Face to Face
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Rise by SaruBeat.com

Battle for the Right to Live
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Keep It 100 by PlatinumStatz

From Beta to Alpha Riff
Written by Warren Stallworth
Beat: Brighter Days by PlatinumStatz

Special Thanks:

• My parents, Alfred Stallworth and Yolanda Webb, for being 100% in my corner at all times throughout my life. You both mean more to me than words could ever express.
• My sister, Sascha Butler, for being the best and only sibling a brother could ever want. You are amazing and get more amazing by the day.
• My brother in law, Adam Butler, for being the best thing to happen to my sister (along with my nieces) and sharing all of the same geeky pursuits I do.
• Trista Kinman for being in my corner and being completely honest with me when things suck - many rewrites were due to you and my music is all the better for it
• Brie Crain for helping to start this career and the roles she played in its infancy
• MC Frontalot for tweeting my Superhero Swag music video and helping to light the fire that got me to this point
• Everybody who donated to the cause in one way or another: Allyson Webb, James Marione, Triston Mullins, Nick Wesselmann, Andreas Waschinski/ Denise Waschinski, Nicholas McMillen, Will Starret, Logan Hilliard, Emmanuel Aouade, Whitney Harper, Rafe Haddox, Brian Upton, Amanda Miller, Jake Miller, Alexandra Grizinski, Doug Raas, Eugene Stallworth, Roseann Stallworth, Ashley Taylor, Eric Fledderman, Roma Biagas-Duresseau
• Everyone who has supported me during any step of the way -- there are far too many to name

In Summary
I wrote this album because I needed to find myself. We all need a reinvention at some point. This one was mine. It was returning to something I loved over a decade ago and set aside for other pursuits, only to learn that this pursuit is one of the most fulfilling I could know. It was also cathartic. It's never too late to live. Don't ever think it is. Go out. Live. You're worth it.

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Track Name: The Introduction
Skateboarding down at Washington Square
Wait, that's a Gambino song, not my life
First memories from the land of Japan
Anime, noodles, Voltron, three years old
The setup was kinda tight
Airforce brat, baby sis born out the U.S.
Had to leave when my mom's got a straight up disease
Didn't understand it, so we set foot in San Antoni
Oh for those who don't know, that is driest heat I have ever seen
Rewind it back

Let me take you back to the early 80s
I was just a baby, born in Biloxi, Mississippi
Don't remember much, Dad was an Air Force man
And my mom's was working on that multi-PHD plan
Fam bounced around a bit: LA, Detroit, Minot, North Dakota
I think we hold the
Quota for number of trips without CO, Boulder
I'm serious, I think we got kinda delirious
Because soon we were overseas
And that's when most my memories
Start
Like the part where I got lost in an arcade
Seeing my first video games, robots, and other fantastic things
Just a kid in a candyland
Growing up in Japan
But like I said, we had to leave
To the deserts and the driest heat
It wasn't all bad
That's when I had my first real friend
Spent time collecting snakes, playing NES, getting in trouble and…
First real kiss, not something you can miss, but part 2 is coming quick

Skateboarding down at Washington Square
Wait, that's a Gambino song, not my life
First memories from the land of Japan
Anime, noodles, Voltron, three years old
The setup was kinda tight
Airforce brat, baby sis born out the U.S.
Had to leave when my mom's got a straight up disease
Didn't understand it, so we set foot in San Antoni
Oh to the I O coming next in the story
All right, part two

Moved to Cincinnati in the early 90s
Nerdy black kid with an NES and computer
Wearing that dork crown nicely
Sat at tables comparing the SNES and Genesis
There were Zelda maps, lots of master swords, and tons of brags about our conquests
Went to the comic shop on weekends to
Grab the latest X-Men, maybe X-Factor honestly depends
Just like a true geek, had the internet before all my friends and
Sat in Nintendo chat rooms talking RPGs from Japan
Started writing novels, screenplays, developing games
Taught myself C++ before my high school offered the same
Got a partial paid scholarship
To Devry Technical Institute
Lasted about a year and a half
And depression gave me the boot
Well, Money down the drain, but what can I say lesson learned
Eventually paid off the student loans so no one even got burned
Spent the next decade running around doing interesting things
Joined a band, made movies, and discovered my being

Skateboarding down at Washington Square
Wait, that's a Gambino song, not my life
First memories from the land of Japan
Anime, noodles, Voltron, three years old
The setup was kinda tight
Airforce brat, baby sis born out the U.S.
Had to leave when my mom's got a straight up disease
Didn't understand it, so we set foot in San Antoni
Oh where am I off to next? Not even I know.
Track Name: Superhero Swag ft. Crystal Hart
Verse 1

Got that superhero swag back in the day
Hit my local comic shop Fair reads, fair play
Eye patch, black trench, got the stache on point
Ready to assemble blow the roof off this joint
Oh what's that, Avengers about to hit the deck well heck
Just call me Fury
If you ever cur-rious about the crew so bet
We shield the world from some heinous shit
World's greatest in this
Like the brother of a god, who puts shame to Zod
Oh shit, I might be crossing the streams
That's cool, makes no difference, Marvel/ DC
I know some people got that Batman disease
Vigilante justice acting mild mannered see
Famous utili-belt, sidekick bird themed
Parents bit it hard, he's letting off some steam
Good in the movies, best actor hay themed

Hook:

Aquaman, Wonder Woman, Justice League
A little X-Men thrown up your sleeve
What would it be like if we could be?
Sung: A Superhero.
Superhero swag, superhero swag, c'mon

Verse 2

As kid, Man of Steel was abandoned
Draws strength from the sun
Luthor can't stand it
Got some diabolic plans
Red cape won't have it
Seemed the only way to stop him
Is a creature from his planet
Doesn't matter, in the end he gets a rebirth
Come back again, get the girl, save planet Earth
Saying goes great power has responsibility
And all that power in a man named Spidey
Web-slinging with the best of the best
Got a love for MJ, don't need a THC test
Guy's a photog, seems pretty narcissistic
Takes photos of himself, publish in the Gazette
My bad, that's the Bugle
Lemme write you a check
For the times, Pete Park straight published some pics
Guy never really liking his suit
Red, blue, black, white, it's still cool
Symbiote on his back, let venom through
Track Name: Class Act
Hah, baby boo. You're a class act, you know that? That's why this one's for you.

What's up gamer girl, frag and brag tatted on that arm for real
Gamer score on a six digit record pace
Adding accolades to that gaming space
Shit talking dweebs think all they face is
A newbie sitting in their tweens when they really facing the queen
Rage-a-holic when you wanna, got a chance to pull a stunna
Crushing skulls like a premium gunna (Shit)
You made the Locus your bitch
Like a cure for the itch of zombies or head crabs trying to leave you for dead
On an island, it's like a postcard motherfucker, he screamed from the balcony
Shared over rum and teas and comic movies and stumbling things
Nose ring, blondy, barely five foot three, wearing skater tees
And in that moment we see eye to eye, gotta go co-oping all night
And Covenant stand no chance when we're on that high
A little reaching for the sky, plasma fire goes by
And you're my gamer girl
What a night
What a night

A class act, look at how well you stack
Can't nobody touch you
When we're back to back
Back to back
Back to back
You and me, gamer girl
You and me, gamer girl

A class act, look at how well you stack
Can't nobody touch you
When we're back to back
Back to back
Back to back
You're a class act
You're a class act

I mean this is about those long nights of gaming, you know, when we're sitting there just sharing a moment. I wouldn't want anyone else slaying these fools with me. That's real.

Doesn't matter the game, just pick up and play
Grab controllers from new to old
It ain't bold, cause you know what you're doing, ain't busy fooling
Too busy schooling, cooling fools who don't know what they're doing
Sitting in their own drool and stool hah
It's like a heart attack watching you do your business
Ain't no damsel in distress, keep pace with everyone else
Out doing half these dumbwit dipshits on the internet
Yet somehow barely garnering half the respect
I would trust you with my life no matter the situation
Pitter patter in my chest is the latest sensation
And you can trust me no matter the campaign
I'll take the aim, be your back up man, be your wings again so you can achieve gain and believe again

A class act, look at how well you stack
Can't nobody touch you
When we're back to back
Back to back
Back to back
You and me, gamer girl
You and me, gamer girl

A class act, look at how well you stack
Can't nobody touch you
When we're back to back
Back to back
Back to back
You're a class act
You're a class act
Track Name: My Video Game History
Ok, you guys remember back in the 90s, like, when… when there was video game system, like, rivalries… and you your friend would be on two different sides and that would actually end your friendship? I'm bringing that shit back.

8, 16, 32 in the mix
Early 90s everyone knew to get their fix
Sega do what Nintendon't, a little Sonic bliss
Plumber crack, mushroom tap, can't handle any of this
Add-ons to pass on, lover scorned, partners no more
While the competish stacks ROMs ceiling to floor
Crappy games stuck propping your door
While you look through manuals for an hour or more, yo

Now, I know you cats remember the 32x and the Sega CD… let's not lie about, but let's talk about something else you might not remember.

Now, Sega had a channel, Time Warner downloads
A selection of games almost equal to B.Toads
And by that they were like the third level
They were hard as hell, you might as well grab your shovel
As in dig your grave, cause there were no saves
Write down that password to continue your game
But where else was I going to play Phantasy Star
Or a little blue bomber in The Wily Wars
Special editions of Super S F 2
EW Jim before my friend, boo hoo
Permanent damage to the adapter was real
Four years later, the thing's fate was sealed

That's okay cause a planet came to save it
Not the Saturn, but Nomad, never played it
Oh wait, that was just vaporware
With its big ass screen and cart out the rear
Battery life worse than Game Gear
Twenty double A batts for an hour I fear
Long enough for that grocery store run
And the return trip while mom steers, c'mon

Okay, I ain't forgot about Nintendo
They were the reason for my man Crazy Ken, though
Completely shortsighted with that damn cartridge format
Playstation gets birthed out of the wreckage could've been that
Next level Nintendo game machine,
A Gamecube dream like a Dreamcast team
Instead Sony with ridic pricing
Ten years later repeats the same damn thing

Now I'll admit, I ended some friendships over some of this shit
Nintendo fanboy who owns all the classics
Zelda tats on my back, now that is a fix
But where else am I gonna get all the good games
While you're stuck just playing some lames
Shiggy busy changing industries
While the rest too busy going third party

See, this is just like those arguments… you know, it was like… you would name, like, load times and cartridge space and stuff like that, man. Let's go back to that, cause XBox vs PS3 is not as fun of an argument. I like those old arguments. Let's do that again.
Track Name: Nerd.Core ft. Beefy + 1UP
Ah shit, it's the mighty wonder kid
That Superhero swaggin' gentleman just poppin' the lid
Got a Fibanaccci sequence for your face
Looking like the numbers from Lost in Space
Or is it Lost, John, Jack, Desmond, Hurley
Men of faith, science surely
Not exactly skinny but not burly
There's a reason I'm the Unheard Nerd
Too busy Gettin' Pixelated, that might seem absurd
Digital Life, nerdcore now ya heard
A & B buttons, select, start, & direction
Simple controller set up, inspect the selection
Represent a lifestyle with this simple intersection
I keep it kosher, going bolder than the boldly have gone
Like a Star Trek show Gene Rod had known
Have no fear your captain's here
No caped crusader, dressed in red and black
Suave as shit and rocking the Riker beard

They rap money, cars, and hoes
I rap video games and men's souls
Not that it matters since we don't take it when we go
So my motto is do it up, go out, kill it, and put on a good show

Nerd to the fucking core
Track Name: Third Try-Master
Verse 1:
Loss is a reciprocal force
Capable of destroying even last resorts
The final pieces of an illiterate's thesis
Spelled out in chloroform
We come in rare form
Left to this imaginary storm
With only a table, choice, and a gun
Give me breath, air to lungs
Watch what I become at the end of this run
Touch down, walk around
Gravel on the ground
Beneath my feet and between my teeth
Are the words I'll never speak
Kept silent for far too long,
Spinal tap, spinal cord, spinal column
To know one’s wrongs
Rip them out and put in song
I might fall
But I’ll just know it all
Did a c-section to the ideas I was birthing
References: digital realms, soul, no sky, unearthing
Video game minutia
Real world pollution, mixed in
Like a Death Claw mama in a quarry, a quandary
Dominos and dice falling, following me
Dredging up old memories
Taunting and tempting me
To see the mad mind of mystery

Hook:
Just let it pass like a dream
And nothing is ever what it seems
The world will fade away
But we'll know the next page
Try again

Verse 2:
Death spirals continue the cycle
But where I go, the end of time rolls
Water off a ducks back, I am never going back
Utter violence to the meek and the spineless
Partially deranged for the sake of change, sake of shame
Half a life spent shackled and chained
Ideas and shed tears where there shouldn’t
Couldn’t, wouldn’t, not for me or anybody who never footed
The bill for a cheap end game thrill
But were left to clean up the oil spill
Just a group of fowl doing the here and now
Heads held high, because we’re sick of the bow
You won’t get that out of me ever again
Cause I’ve got a choice, walk out the door or grab the gun
Since the ethereal surrounds me
I suggest if you’ve got an interest in living
You run

Hook:
Let it pass like a dream
Nothing is ever what it seems
The world will fade away
But we'll know the next page
Try again

Verse 3:
Anger was always a choice or selection
Locked deep behind bars, forgotten, undetected
But somewhere throughout all these years
Circular practitioners of the presence of fear
Came to my ears, spitting filthy lies
And constant self-hating jeers
I’m no longer listening
I’m no longer pissed at them
Moved on to resisting
Moved away from sucking their
Teet, asking if it’s okay to breathe
I’ll breathe on my own, rip the heart from my sleeve
And watch it beat in my own hands
Here is where life becomes my plan
Move forward, no longer backwards
The future is yours, so go towards
Avoid the trappings
And if you get lost
Know that the mapping is in your head
The road is full of obstacles
But those behind you are now dead
A graveyard full of the broken ideas
That held you back
Third tries are made for Masters
I want you to remember that
Track Name: Liberty of the Beast feat. Crystal Hart - The Single
Welcome the man with two faces, two places, bullshit and no paces
Stand by his carved out spaces, a grace of divine in those misplaced traces
Get a moment of thought and clarity, nirvana, or left in eternal stasis
Could be better than the night before, the lightning bore, the tightening core
Where he ended up wasted
Now let's not talk in third person fantasies
It's no secret that the man we're talking about is the one and only, yours truly
It's like a game with the Zelda symbols etched all on my back
Pulling out the master sword in the shape of my pen for the ultimate attack
A fucking lyrical genius with a chip on my shoulder and a psychotic knack
To spin the tale to no avail despite button presses, regardless of the facts
Oh look, it's the writing writer again, this Alpha alphin' again
Dual personality split twin predicated on where or not he gets that triumphant win
Well, you're poking and prodding, raising the beast, you don't know him well
You think he won't strike and send you screaming through hell
You think you might know him, but you must not know him well
Cause you just fucked up, released the monster from his cell
Released the monster from his cell
Released the monster from his cell
Released the monster from his cell
You just fucked up

Ancient myths say Bahamut was a sight one could not see
And while you think that's a fucking figment, part of al-Wardi's imaginary
That behemoth was a fucking monster unable to stand up to me
Scared as hell of a broken man and what he's willing to carry

You're tempting the liberty of the beast (of the best)
Attempting to earn the title of deceased (he has nothing left)
A man with no emotional attachments, cause he's a mess
Wolf in sheep's clothing who will do anything to win
But, I digress

Missile launcher in his vest, biggest heart in his chest
Too busy counting blessings of the ultimately blessed
Like his whole point to exist was to face the humanity test
Give up everything, fall to his knees, survive this disease, until there's nothing left
And well
(The beast is unchained)
Now look who has a problem
(Released from jail he can't be contained)
Coming out from a hundred year Van Wink slumber
Emerging from hibernation with bloodlust, murder
On the path looking for the roots of all evil
But it's in his veins and temple steeples
Now, you want to know his weakness
(It never existed)
He doesn't know what the brink is
(He'll take you to your limits and destroy you
And when it's over you won't know what to do)

You're tempting the liberty of the beast (of the best)
Attempting to earn the title of deceased (he has nothing left)
A man with no emotional attachments, cause he's a mess
Wolf in sheep's clothing who will do anything to win
But, I digress

Now, on the third try, I'll give you the who, what, where, and why
Maybe you'll figure out how I make this heat and fire fly
No, that's not a fucking Gambino line, despite what you surmise
It's time you understand where they went wrong when they crafted my, my, my, my
Steel chest, flame retardant crest
Chimera nest, the best and blessed
It's not a test when your heart's removed
By the claws of the demon chasing after you
And that demon for all intents and purposes is me
I'm coming cause I want back what you took for free
(Breathe)
Fine, I wasn't an angry man
There was good once in an extended hand
But that's sand, now twelve o'clock is coming
People gather, bell's ringing for the sermon
Black clouds, lightning, the storm is coming
And this beast is ready blood, he's owed something
(The clock strike midnight and he unleashes his might
Give him liberty or give him death; he won't settle for anything less)
No longer a split twin of myself
Slay the foundation, throw it on the shelf
Murdered the good, bad, ugly
My own health might be in jeopardy
But I won't die until I bleed you dry
For the bullshit you took from me
Face the wrath of this beast

You're tempting the liberty of the beast (of the best)
Attempting to earn the title of deceased (he has nothing left)
A man with no emotional attachments, cause he's a mess
Wolf in sheep's clothing who will do anything to win
Let's finish this
Track Name: A Strategy of Truth ft. LMC + Crystal Hart
Become the strategist
Got Super Smash Bros appearances
Fire Emblem tatted on his chest
Keep a Shining Force close to that vest
Come on
And like a good commander says
The real fight is inside your heart and head
Leave the doubts alone
Emotions like a stone
Lead the troops to the brink
And no matter what bring them home
Become the strategist
Got Super Smash Bros appearances
Fire Emblem tatted on his chest
Keep a Shining Force close to that vest
Come on
And like a good commander says
The real fight is inside your heart and head
Leave the doubts alone
Emotions like a stone
Lead the troops to the brink
And no matter what bring them home

Hexagons, squares, rectangles
Don't really matter, cause I got the angles
Load my people up before the battle, bottles and bangles
Chimera dragon scale armors with crystalline tangles, yo
Fantasy or a sci-fi twist, Nintendo or a Sega Genesis
I'm ready to lead the troops in with the one life option
Cause I'm straight addicted to win
Huh, huh
(Become the strategist)
Yo I'm a leader making those hard decisions, come on
(Smash Bros appearances)
Got a set of Caeda's and Ike's
A Radiant Dawn
But how could I forget
These Sacred Stones on the Path of Radiance
Awakening the Shadow Dragon
Prince Marth mobbed in the back
Trying to get that sisterly fix
Switching gears for a minute
Gonna be honest cause I'm in it to win it
I'm shining on the holiest of arks
Three volumes sharing the most basic of congruent parts
Three heroes, three chapters, all taking place on the Saturn
Do you see the pattern? Don't force the shining to happen
There might have been a Genesis
But honestly planet six is where the action is
(Shining Force)
Synbios, Medion, Julian
Aspinia, Destonia, Gracia
We got the Vandals, but nothing we can't handle
Slayin' Gods is my profession, but the Innovator stressin'
Leading armies like in Camelot
King Arthur I am not
But they follow like I pulled a sword outta stone full stop

Become the strategist
Got Super Smash Bros appearances
Fire Emblem tatted on his chest
Keep a Shining Force close to that vest
Come on
And like a good commander says
The real fight is inside your heart and head
Leave the doubts alone
Emotions like a stone
Lead the troops to the brink
And no matter what bring them home
Become the strategist
Got Super Smash Bros appearances
Fire Emblem tatted on his chest
Keep a Shining Force close to that vest
Come on
And like a good commander says
The real fight is inside your heart and head
Leave the doubts alone
Emotions like a stone
Lead the troops to the brink
And no matter what bring them home


Meditating waiting predicting our foes path
Dealing double damage with a critical attack
Potions with the notion of bringing our health back
Cause’ we’re draining XP straight upping levels fast
Where’s the big boss?
With his minions accosted…dead
Play mind chess red king off with his head
The Phantasy stars; guld milla cool put you to bed
Pull the Chrono Trigger that’s what I just said
Follow Alpha path and not be mislead
Reside in digital worlds they are my homestead
Meticulous blues, ridiculous reds
With the big bad Sword giving Ashnard meds
Tabula Rasa
Can you beat us?
Un-uh nada
Translated J-swear Shi-nay Bakka
Buster sword hits hard Louieville Slugger
Oh my goodness did he just say what?
Album finishes you instant playback
Rearrange pixels I call it my dot hack
Magic and a bag of chips yeah bro were all of that
Laying it down boss mode and were scary hard
A and B blisters on our fingers get us very far
Prinnies do my bidding for bitties who like my bars
Attacking unscathed in cave gave Fordesu scars
I don’t know if you’ll get out alive
When you flow up and glare at the derezzed sky
Lady luck don’t give a fuck she keeps passing you by
With a cut scene in the center we’re the winner don’t you cry
We can do it, push on through it, to the destined other side
Reset or better buckle up cause’ it’s kinda a bumpy ride
The strategist’s with the proof in the truth of our rhymes
With all the signs pointing to us; the greatest of all time
Track Name: The Final Boss ft. Crystal Hart
It's Boss Time!

A thousand crimes
You served your time? (No)
You've earned your turn? (No)
You'll watch the world burn
But we will stand the line
We have earned this right
Before the fire we stand, before the fire we rise
And here we are, worlds apart
Player one and two sharing scars
Striking in the right light
It's the final boss fight

Sitting silent before dying stars
Before kings and queens we've been charged
To face these impossible hordes
And no matter what stay the course, just stay the course
In the wake of a million men dead, broken, battle scarred (Worlds apart)
Civilizations reduced to the faintest of dusts and prehistoric tars (Free our hearts)
In this cold facade of a liar's lies, crimes endlessly defined (We face the fires)
Weapon of choice by your side
Victory's beyond the pixelated lines
Got a planet wide locus infestation
Gears of war chock up the summation
Hours and hours of gameplay so we can face our history
Princess there ain't another castle
So in the end, this battle is ours
We'll take it by force

A one winged angel
Fire breathing lizard angle
Gorillas, barrels, towers
A triforce of powers
It's Boss time!

A thousand crimes
You served your time? (No)
You've earned your turn? (No)
You'll watch the world burn
But we will stand the line
We have earned this right
Before the fire we stand, before the fire we rise
And here we are, worlds apart
Player one and two sharing scars
Striking in the right light
It's the final boss fight

We will not be defeated… no matter your abilities, no matter our weaknesses, we will destroy you.

Not a nova or a meteo strike
Not a six winged demon with death's own scythe
Could have come from the depths of neverender
The mind-bender seeking absolute surrender
Chaos and death ooze from all pores
The gore of a thousand sickened men's last score
Well, we don't even care
We who always dare
We who always stare
Always being therege
Heroes everywhere
Here we are, playing chess to your checkers
Rooks, queens, checkmate predecess
Sirs, breaking barriers, walls
Too busy destroying what you stupidly thought were the less
Sirs, for the rightful place of a lode bearing king
These wars over crystalline things and other jeweled rings
WE WON'T STAND FOR THIS ANYMORE

A one winged angel
Fire breathing lizard angle
Gorillas, barrels, towers
A triforce of powers
It's Boss time!

A thousand crimes
You served your time? (No)
You've earned your turn? (No)
You'll watch the world burn
But we will stand the line
We have earned this right
Before the fire we stand, before the fire we rise
And here we are, worlds apart
Player one and two sharing scars
Striking in the right light
It's the final boss fight
The final boss fight
The final boss fight
Track Name: Nebulae of Light ft. Brad Ward
Intro:
Through the wreckage and debris
Neural networks of uncertainty
Like a Tron clone from a 7th dimension TARDIS mystery
The last of my kind, Gallifraeyan
You think I'm playing
Climbing towers like Donkey Kong
We can't do nothing wrong

Hook:
Our love shone as bright as a million stars tonight
Those galaxies, like spinning nebulae of light

Verse 1:
In the arms of Eagles
Sent to rescue the regale
To compare you to my precious
Not like Mr. Smeagle
Cross Mordor’s Mt. Doom
Traverse the Temple of Doom
Even have my heart removed
Won’t stop me getting to you
You had the blaster, a destruction master
They called you mini-disaster
And “back to back” you know
That we’d be that class act
Harkens back to the old tracks
Like a D.O.R.K. in fact
Coming ready and willing and able
Metal Gear all on the table
Forge, Bishop, or Cable
Leap to the future to save you
I’m Russell Crowe and you’re my Phoenix
Gladiator down the River Styx
Kratos to Athena
Familial dust on bloody skin dreamer
I couldn’t even think of another way I’d want to be
Except perhaps your Romeo love suicide tragedy

Hook:
Our love shone as bright as a million stars tonight
Those galaxies, like spinning nebulae of light

Verse 2:
They called me G.E.E.K. and N.E.R.D.
Along with a million and one verbs
But there you were just like Hitchcock’s birds
Putting fear in the spines of the herd
The hordes, breaking the walls that the great adored
Barriers Bill Gates’ can’t afford
And when you were bored
You lifted me up via your magic
And there you have it, the reasons weren’t tragic
There wasn’t a great loss
Just an open heart that didn’t close off
Just a grand and great lift off
Spinning among the stars like a Neil Degrasse
Passing the rings of Saturn with an ounce of class
Andromeda is our favorite star map
Looking up with Hubble’s Deep Field stats
Love can’t be all that bad when you put it like that
I guess there’s a reason that even with time travel
I would never go back

Hook:
Our love shone as bright as a million stars tonight
Those galaxies, like spinning nebulae of light
Track Name: Revolutionary Love Letter ft. 1UP
Intro:
We are the children
The children of Zion
We have been left here to defend humanity’s right to exist
No matter what the machines believe, we belong here, at this place, at this time
And with that, I present this revolutionary love letter to those who came before

Verse 1:
Let’s go
They call me the beat rider
The never known heat hider
But I’m digital, fighting wars no one’s hip to
Matrix division, network system point two
Called the one, the neo, the novice, the noose
Pray Trinity will execute
Between the viral agents flagrant, engaged
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Most basic of states, overtake
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Undertake, make and model
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Which coddled the nature of humanity
Basic profanities into the insanity
That’s branded me
Give it up with the reloaded messaging
Broken down between the test and blessing
But before I get lost in the train of lyrics
Let me reverse to raise those solemn spirits
Getting weary of the revelation theory
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Fabrications constructed from piecemeal memory
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Comparisons between the old standby queries
(For Zion, we fight on, for Zion)
Fragmented delusions made up like you don’t hear me

Chorus:
For Zion, we fight on, for Zion
Father, son, holy ghost
For Zion, we fight on, for Zion
Father, son, holy ghost

Verse 2:
I give you two hearts and two lives
Through the clouds, we’ll see the skies
The sun shines down on our faces
Before descending into hell’s traces
We can’t replace this
EMPs ready to be unleashed
Nebucanezzer slipstreaming like a beast
Oracles architecting a congregated feast
String him up like a martyr and we’ll know peace
Plot hole pointers don’t see the message
Too busy looking through cameras, judgmental tresses
The siblings crafted what could only be an epic
But this won’t be regarded cause the hens peck it
No matter your opinion, machines pouring in, guns blazing
Zion needs saving, humanity craves it, on us we can blame it
Lifeform tubes, babies wasted, human embryos in a slave ship
In a slave ship
But down to the words, their bones, their purpose
Lift up the human spirit, the soul, it’s worth it

Chorus:
For Zion, we fight on, for Zion
Father, son, holy ghost
For Zion, we fight on, for Zion
Father, son, holy ghost
Track Name: Hope feat. MC Ohm-I - The Single
Verse 1:

Met this girl, flyest geek in the world
Red hair, nose ring, tatted from shoulder to pinky ring
You know what I like, gotta be a lil' thick in the backside
Gotta have a lil' something to grab when … oh yeah, that's right
Need to keep some secrets, so let me move on, don't speak it
Slide into the next part of the story, this cafeteria shorty
Got the comic books stacked from table to ceiling
DMZ, TWD, Kick Ass, you know, that shit worth stealing
She was kinda shy with them pretty brown eyes
I can't lie, cause so was I
An electric flow hip hop soul (Pika Pi)
My man Sherpa Khan knows
Comic-cons around the corner so I asked if she would go
One small step for this nerd
One giant leap for my libido, ya heard
Did I just say that outloud?
Don't get me wrong she's got a banging personality
But watch her dress up in some cosplay
And you’ll say "Lawd have mercy"

Verse 3:

I’m seeing similarities between your girl and mine
Slightly diva, twenty piece on that triple dime
She talking comic-con chemistry, I’m talking cosplay symmetries
Sharing that love of hip-hop like it could be a crime
First date potential and she’s checking the essentials
Everything on point, she could be a criminal
Ohm-I, you’re my dude, ain’t tryin’ be screwed
But I’m pretty sure this chick playin’ me and you
Yesterday she was with a friend, is that even true
Seems like your girl got the same damn tattoos
They straight running up and down her arm
From what I’m hearing this girl is the basic charm-er
Err Err on the side of weakness
Cause the deeper we went the more I found secrets
Like the text messages you were blowing her up with
Ain’t that some shit, neither is the main squeeze, short end of the stick
Track Name: Red Shoes
Intro:
I’ll be your red shoes
Nothing can stop you
Loop to loop, sailing
Emerald everything

Verse 1:
Emerald everything
Lace ‘em up
Shine ‘em pup
Speed demon with a taste for the gleam and
Get ready for adventure where dreams are cast
Adventure in Emerald Coast, orca smash
Green Hilling the last of the last
Roses and Angels, danger zones
Casinos are where love blooms
I’ll get you round walls, a spiral or two
Don’t need knuckles or tails
Just these shoes to sail

Light waves pause to admire you
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes
Your red shoes

Eggmen can’t stand in our way
When we got this
It’s all a bit of play
Swerve, burn, turn, on the head of a pin
Learn, curve, press Start to begin
Rev mode for the win

Bonus stage, we’ll crash too
Chaos is our tool
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes

Verse 2:
You’re flame shielded, I’m flame retardant
Bubble breath, underwater city
No match, the sneaks work harder
I’ll take you anywhere you want to go
Floating palaces in the clouds
Oil fields -- no matter, we’re on a roll
You don’t even have to climb up the side of mountains
No need to stress about mechs, we collapsing titans
You can snowboard every now and again
But the speeds I’m achieving will be the ones to get you to the ends
No loops, no phrases
Not convoluted statements, proclamations
Can make us stop, we’re on the spot
Down mine shafts, around the world or not
Over, under, and through this plot

Light speed my boo
Cherish my speed rules
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes

Yeah, I know you heard me
Red shoes got you blurring
Don’t color me any other color
None of the rest are worthy
Just look at all the copy cats
They’re salty they can’t usurp me

This world can’t stop you
Not with me on your feet boo
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes

Diamond dash to the end of the stash
Coming through like a beast, ready for the smash
And grab, grab and stab, stab and jab, it ain’t bad
Cause we’re going in the opposite direction of loss
Give it a toss to the top of the pot
People want us to stop, we’re a little bit hot
I guess they’re mad we’re everything they’re not
Everything they’re not
Everything they’re not
Everything they’re not
I’ll be your shoes
You can’t get rid of me that easy
Waiting for you
At the front door when it’s time to leave
It’s true
That when you got something
Soulmates a time or two
The reason why I’m your speed shoes

Red and white, stays true
Hyper powers for you
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes

If you can’t tell by now through this sonic sound
I’ll do anything when your feet hit the ground
Don’t have to ask me twice, cause I’ll be nice
Heel to sole, I’ll save your life

I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes
I’ll be your red shoes
I always loved you
Loved you
Loved you
Loved you
Track Name: Blackholes Just Mean I Love You In Space Jargon ft. Trista Kinman
Hook

Captain Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end, do you really think it’s necessary for a caffeine filled swim?
Captain: Yes!
Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end. You should do something about the ship drifting into a spin.
Captain: ARGH!
 
Verse 1

Captain:
Where am I?
Wake up from cryo-freeze
Medical charts, blood press 125 83
Could be starving or could be nausea
Ship lacks a crew, but that’s nostalgia

Computer:
Alert. Alert. Alert.
Approaching the black hole center.
Approaching the black hole center.
Captain, I advise you take the helm.

Captain:
Well, isn’t this a predicament?
Auto pilot disengaged, but that makes no sense.
No one else on this ship but little ol’ me
Could be sabotage or a case of forgetting
To veer the ship away from quadrant M-3

Computer:
Captain, there is no word from Command.
We are on our own, so what is your plan?
If we don’t do something, we will be doomed.
I’m a computer, but I don’t want to die soon.

Hook

Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end, do you really think it’s necessary for a caffeine filled swim?
Captain: Yes!
Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end. You should do something about the ship drifting into a spin.
Captain: ARGH!

Verse 2:

Captain:
All right, computer, give me a series of thrust bursts
Coordinates for 8 dash 9 dash 40 to the 4th
Pulse engines on maximum flow
I’m going to get us out of here if it’s the last thing I do, so...

Computer:
Captain, I’ve raised high command
They’re on the line, if you would like to talk to them.

Captain (High Command):
There’s no need...

Captain:
I can’t hear you.

Captain (High Command):
The mission was a (static) and now you’re doomed.

Captain:
High Command? High Command?
Computer, can you get us back to them?
Is there anything that can be done?
Any charts, programs that can be run?
Any planets nearby that we can land upon?

Computer:
The temporal pull of the blackhole is too strong
The thrusters are thrusting but won’t hold for long
If we can’t convince them to come and get us
Then we’re dead in the water, which is just our luck

Hook

Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end, do you really think it’s necessary for a caffeine filled swim?
Captain: Yes!
Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end. You should do something about the ship drifting into a spin.
Captain: ARGH!

Verse 3

Captain:
Okay final moves
And would Neil Arm do
What I’m about to do
If he needed striking truths
Crowned in the blazing suns of a hundred
Krypton proofs, sooth-say to the end of days
Computer, we’ll punch it, go out in a blaze

Computer:
Um, captain, this isn’t wise
Turn the ship for temporal rise
I’ve never thought going against the grain
In this manner was anything but insane

Captain:
Reverse the polarity
Against spacial anomalies
Bring it around, shutter engine ebb
Pump aux breaks for patterned dead
Ignite the engine fuel
Burn like a bright star, fooled
Angle it just like so
Trajectory launches worm hole

Computer:
Captain, captain, captain
We are gooooooiiiiiinnnnnnggggg

Captain:
Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh

Hook

Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end, do you really think it’s necessary for a caffeine filled swim?
Captain: Yes!
Captain: Computer, give me a readout for now until then. Oh, and a cup of Joe, bloody blackholes be damned.
Computer: Captain, the world’s coming to an end. You should do something about the ship now at the worm hole’s end.
Captain: Hah hah!
Track Name: Collisions of Past Presents Future ft. Force of Will + Crystal Hart + Trista Kinman
Computer: Captain... we’ve arrived safely.
Captain: Computer… what in the hell is this place?
Computer: It appears to be your pasts present future.
Captain: ... All right...

Time machines to the future and back again
It's the plan for this lonely capi-tain
Holed up with no human, robo compan-nions
Crash land on that planet with oceans, sand, and sim-mians
On the menu, a solitary preview of this EPOCH
Golden wings lie, a future so septic
I've seen the battle of my outcomes
Or is that the outcomes of my battles
It's hard to figure which ones to straddle
To pinpoint accurately for the log, so addled
Gallifreyan, forced to live through these millennia bells
I'm Lenne-ing square and fair but it's no rainbow shell
Reptilian planet life mixed with human plight
Zealous magical kingdoms taking flight
Black oceans as deep as a lavender heart
Used for parts when there's nothing else to get the ship to start

T.A.R.D.I.S.
Distress, flightless, the edge of universal extremes my dearest
The L.A.V.O.S.
A collisions of past presents the future and you have my heart no less


Fragmented ideas from a hundred million years
Would you go back to replace my tears?
Clones and dolls and other sweet gestures
Or maybe leaving me there was always the answer?
Janus to Schala, a Rose down a River
Absolute adventure, servitude indentured
Love is not a guess for the best with two hearts in his chest
Tick, tick, tick, tock of a never-ending clock
We were only seconds from a prehistoric stop
It gave out at the End of Time, trans-dim life lines
Our only crime, was that we couldn't stand the test of time
From A.D. to B.C, the war of all things
Leading to our cyber crimes
I could have tractor beamed it back to the beginning
But it was too late and what has been written will be written
Despite all my scheming
And now you're leaving… now you're leaving…
Track Name: Heartattack Twins
Hook:

Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins
Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins

Verse 1:

Extreme Gs with the S license
Triple threat titan with a tightened blend
Of the pedal to the metal
Calling me the speed devil
Passed the 500 mark with a pendulum chart
Palms sweaty but I’m holding it steady
Breathe in, breathe out
Hang with the pack with an In and Out
The moment you lose control
Is the moment you lose your soul
Binary decisions: first place is the winner
Second has nothing to live for
When the scoring is 1 to 1,000
Live to race, it’s your heart pounding
Let the aerodynamics speed you through the crowd and...

Hook:

Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins
Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins
Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins
Gas, shift, reverse, spin
Coming out the drift for the classic win
Gear change, accelerating
Competition was never anything
Ebb, flow, drift some more
Inside the lines, outside time’s hold
Stunt tricks, stunt tracks
360 tailspins, heart attack twins

Verse 2:

At the final breakaway
Numbers two through eight fade away
Got the nitro and ready to ride through
The loop to loop, excite bike proof
Like a Gran Turismo
Professional race ace so...
Weapons at the ready
Steering wheel holding steady
Can’t nothing stop me, #1 spot on lock
Opponents had no chance, hah
Until, of course then
Start thinking about failing
Get nervous, second guessing
Directions of descent
Over guess, over calculate
Adjust too much and meet a walled fate
Watch the others fly passed me as I lose this race
Track Name: Oh, Would You Kindly ft. Trista Kinman
Chorus:
Would you kindly be the master's voice
Running around like you even had a choice
The objection, the objective of an Ayn Rand collective
An Atlas can't shrug if it's never had perspective

Verse 1:
I wish… I wish I could pack up everything I believe
Into a tiny box that fits under my sleeve
Philosophies built under the simple premise
That everything you do is a gift
Yet utopia's just/ a figment of your/ imagination
Tragic fabrication, A. Ryan's selfish masturbation
Get wasted in Rapture's lies and classifications
Oh, am I rhyming too much
Does it hit where it hurts?
Then good.
Guilty of thinking too simply
Break humans into plain categories:
Those with boot straps
And those who lack
And those who lack ain't worth the needs
Cause I strapped my boots endlessly
By myself, with the help of my mom and my dad
And grandpa… and… shit…
I had that handout from the government…
But, hey, at least I'm not a welfare mom
That's gotta count for something, right? Right?

Chorus:
Would you kindly be the master's voice
Running around like you even had a choice
The objection, the objective of an Ayn Rand collective
An Atlas can't shrug if it's never had perspective

Verse 2:
Don't be shocked to learn that this daddy, don't need a sister
Hey mister, mister, listen, listen
The tidal waves of time glisten
Cause creation doesn't come free
Not from Gods or kings, Only man, Adam, Eve
Plasmid tree in Fontaine Fisheries
Who is that, a little Rosie
And while the gene banks were a mistake
And the true end game a head fake
The thought process never had uptake
Subjected your fate for your own sake
Pause
The cause
Because why would we want to be with the lesser thralls
There's no fault in wanting to do what I could not
When I was under your roof, your score, societal bore
Take my game and ball to another shore
A splice of life that I wanted underneath a knife
Art work from the flesh is oh so nice
And the crazies can be what they like
Telekines your thesis into a million pieces
Cause theory worked out fine so why wouldn't our world now in pieces

Chorus:
Would you kindly be the master's voice
Running around like you even had a choice
The objection, the objective of an Ayn Rand collective
An Atlas can't shrug if it's never had perspective
Track Name: Face to Face
Intro:
Alpha: It ends tonight, Beta.
Beta: I suppose it shall. Does that scare you?

Pre-Verse:
Alpha:
I’m in the process of saving motherfucking souls
You’re in the process of destroying all his fucking goals
I’m the Alpha to Omega Riff
You’re Beta
Second rated
Oft-stated, the most hated
Get bent and get left faded

Verse 1:
Alpha:
Cause, you see, he came
Through the worst of it, this game
Prayed to nothing that he could withstand this
Come out the other side like a praying mantis
He’s ready, he’s willing
Fuck it, he’ll do the killing
Sacrifice what he needs
Breaking through the walls to do the deeds
No longer content to just enjoy the ride
Get up and by his side
Call him what you want, he’s down to do
No longer die

Beta:
I need you to pause for a spot
Because, see, you talk a lot
Without truly understanding the plot
This man, he’s me and you
Destruction is meaningless without this truth
Despite what you may think is your proof
We could have been anything we wanted
Your ego, your narcissism is all you’ve ever flaunted

Chorus:
Alpha:
I’m in the process of saving motherfucking souls
You’re in the process of destroying all his fucking goals
I’m the Alpha to Omega Riff
You’re Beta-ed
Second rated
Oft-stated, the most hated
Get bent and get left faded

Beta:
And yet, you think you’ve won this
You don’t know that what you bear witness
To is deaths of inflated self importance
You’ll still fight despite the fact that my side is most important

Verse 2:
Beta:
And at the end of the day
When the smoke clears and we stand unswayed
When self-reflection and quiet is why he can create things
And without any of it he will come to be empty
That we were the ones that led him to that creativity
Dredged up all of the old, destructive memories
To show him why his part in this scheme was important
Now you’re risking everything we’ve done, abort it

Alpha:
Risking? Are you fucking kidding me?
That emo, self-reflective bullshit is what’s killing him
He could change the world, cut the preaching, go out and do him
He’s got the passion, got the knowledge, got the drive through him
He knows what he wants to fight for awhile he’s still alive
But your blockaded bullshit is stopping him, roll die
So lay off, turn around, cause we’re never going back
Motherfucker won’t regret a thing cause he knows he’s on the right track

Chorus:
Alpha:
I’m in the process of saving motherfucking souls
You’re in the process of destroying all his fucking goals
I’m the Alpha to Omega Riff
You’re Beta-ed
Second rated
Oft-stated, the most hated
Get bent and get left faded

Beta:
And yet, you think you’ve won this
You don’t know that what you bear witness
To is deaths of inflated self importance
You’ll still fight despite the fact that my side is most important

Outro:

Alpha: I’m done talking, Beta. You want the heart? You’ll have to kill me.
Beta: Then I suppose blood will be shed.
Track Name: Battle for the Right to Live
Chorus:
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
Mired in lost memories, broken spirits
At the end of his journey he will have to face it
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
Mired in lost memories, broken spirits
At the end of his journey he will have to face it

Verse 1:
It doesn’t matter who threw the first punch
It only matters who does what in a crunch
The fearful, overly dramatic
Scared to step out of habit or take on the drastic
While he thought being the meditative sort
Over-thinking, stepping out of comfort as last resort
Would get him further than being the lead man in his own play
It held him back worse than anything to this very day
Now, there’s the other one
Full of bravado, self assurance
Some would even say borderline arrogance
Known to be a critic to everyone, even his own parents
Doesn’t know the word: fear or its basic tenets
Always moving forward without a sign of rest
He’ll rest when he’s dead, drawing his last breath
Motherfuckers can’t tell him the rest

Chorus:
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
The mired technicalities of a broken spirit
At the end of his journey he will have to face it

Verse 2:
Left, right, left, right
Uppercuts, these motherfuckers are ready to fight
And they’ll put each other to rest
With whatever energies they have left
Drawing deep into the well
That this story gave them
Liberating the beast, oh, would you kindly
See to it that one of them wins
No matter the outcome
Glass hearts on pedestals
For the sake of him
The overlord, the writer, master of whims
Scripting this tale with every ounce of his being
Bringing the words to life with every mean-ing
He’s sacrificed every moment for this
Two men stand in the arena
To determine who is meaner
Got the power of an atom bomb behind them
Knowing they could stop at a pin drop, but won’t
Cause this fight will define him

Chorus:
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
The mired technicalities of a broken spirit
At the end of his journey he will have to face it

Verse 3:
Whether it’s Alpha, whether it’s Beta
Whether it’s Gamma, whether it’s Theta
The two strike each other with fierce blows
Unleashing every special move they know
Street fighters in the mortalest of kombats
Motherfuckers said “Get over here”
Pulling each other across the room with golden spears
Flaming, fiery hands of death
Got the stench of burnt flesh
No end until the final breath
And on the sidelines, are the sidekicks
Rooting for the one who will end this
Their chosen champion fighting with all his might
It comes to an end on this very night
The tide of battle changes into Alpha’s favor
Right, left, he delivers his final strike: savor
Beta falls to his knees and with one final blow
Alpha cleaves him from everything he knows
Goodbye

Chorus:
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
The mired technicalities of a broken spirit
At the end of his journey he will have to face it
Two sides of the same coin face off
Equal powers, equal reasons for the stand off
Battle for the right to live and exist
Battle for the right to take the risk
Light and dark has no place in this
Different men, different sparks, impressions
The mired technicalities of a broken spirit
At the end of his journey he will have to face it
Track Name: From Beta to Alpha Riff
Intro:
It may seem as if the story is over, but it’s only just begun.
This is my story... about what it took for me to face myself.
I can only look forward, but I won’t forget what I left behind.

Hook:
From Beta to Alpha Riff
Every tear and struggle was a gift
To remember what was taken and the necessary grips
I made to survive you and move through this
It doesn’t seem like much
But in my fist was clutched
The means to an end
That could have ended this man
Planned obsolesce, I’ll never consider again

Verse:
I was a broken, beaten, neglected man
With enough self hate to fill the beaches
With all of their sands
Every piece, every diamond, every fleck
Every rhyme and rhythm and symptom that’s given
Drawn upon my flesh and heart with penmanship
Drowning the oceans as if they never existed
I had been mistreated, abandoned, abused
For my heart and the things I could do
Allowing outward forces to focus my rule
It took a world of healing and finding you
I’m not saying that I’m better
That’s why I’m writing you this letter
The truth is, to get through this
Had to face myself, cut out the useless
Destroy the frightened parts of me
And realize that I control my very own destiny
If I want to stand upon that mountain in blinding glory
I’ll have to seize opportunities that end up gory
Now all of this is a means to an end
I take my risks so I’m never him again
Distance myself from poison influences
I guess knowledge and time does have its advantages
Going back would mean the death of what I’ve become
Ready to take on the world and this outcome
Is one I can live with, deal with
Second chances are a magnificent gift
I won’t look back... never again... never again

Hook:
From Beta to Alpha Riff
Every tear and struggle was a gift
To remember what was taken and the necessary grips
I made to survive you and move through this
It doesn’t seem like much
But in my fist was clutched
The means to an end
That could have ended this man
Planned obsolesce, I’ll never consider again

Verse 2:
You’re probably asking well what’s the true story?
What has me doing this hip-hop artistry?
It’s in the telling that we delve into the theories
A journey through the parts, cross fiction with history
Part 1, I was told I was good at what I do
Then decided it’d be something I’d pursue
After doing the progressive thing a time or two
I figured what the hell would I have to lose?
See, I’d done this back in 1993
Ending sometime between the Saturn’s end and death of Biggie
Back then, I didn’t even have a word for it
But I look up and we’re calling it nerdcore, that’s a win
I joined the community
And in part 2, I found my liberty
Perhaps a strategy
Part 3 is where I found love
And for the third time ever, I tried it on like a glove
But the glove sometimes doesn’t fit
And that’s when pain can make you attempt
Self-surgeries cause you don’t feel worthy
Yet somewhere in my head it occurred to me
That part 4 is where I find my guidance system
The one object that will make me listen
To my heart while it’s still beating
There was no berating or retreating
Cause she uplifted everything about me
Raised me to the heavens like my daddy
On my birth day, it was a Tuesday
And to the cosmos he gave me away
To bring her home
Part 5 is where I changed my tone
Had to cut myself to the bone
So that one day I could return home

Hook:
From Beta to Alpha Riff
Every tear and struggle was a gift
To remember what was taken and the necessary grips
I made to survive you and move through this
It doesn’t seem like much
But in my fist was clutched
The means to an end
That could have ended this man
Planned obsolesce, I’ll never consider again

Outro:
Thank you for listening to my story. It means more than you know.