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Throwing The Game
1. Breaking Rules
2. 40/80
3. Fred Astaire
4. Bossman
5. Do You Miss Me (Killians)
6. Child's Play
7. Dumb Pop Song
8. Not About Debra
9. Saturday Night
10. Never Like This
11. 3 to 10/CB's Caddy, Pt. 1
12. City Lights
13. One to the Right
14. Slip
 

Lyrics From Throwing The Game
Breaking Rules

Words divide
Touched down on a southwest runway
Time collides
Shipments that never came
I drank enough
To almost feel at home right here
But not enough to make me disappear
Breaking rules and breaking down
Never thought twice about it
Pushing drugs and skipping town
Now we just talk about it
What if we never even make it back? I don't have the answer
I dropped the ball, we lost our only chance to have luck on our side
Revolving doors
Kept the neighbors up and talking
Unsettled scores
Face offs that never came
I thought a lot
This is not a life I can defend
And after this how could I face my friends
Seconds burned
Throat dry I swallowed my pride and..
Lesson learned
I looked hard and I'm to blame
Fuck it all
Repressing thoughts of suicide
A part of me three years I've had to hide

40/80

Well, it was Friday night last week we got pulled over with an O
53 and Ogden by a condescending po
Tried to fill his quota book
Stopped us no reason just the way we look
We would not let him search the car he said he'd call his dogs
But we were not worried cause
It was under 30 grams of 40/80 shit
Costly, it was good bud though, I admit
But I don't wanna be a part of it
I will not give in
We must change from within the system
They call us hopeless dreamers
They don't know what we are
Imposing their ancient values
I wonder if they care, I wonder if they care
Then they pulled us out of Cockboy's Caddy "Hands on the hood!"
But the piggies didn't find it cause we hid it so good
Pat down I knew he had a wood
Touching me only where my girl should
Yeah, to fuck with the system you need much wisdom
But first, but first you gotta work with them
Probable cause has definite flaws
It's up to us to change the laws
Your word against mine is your policy
Now, show me where's the legality
When you use your authority
To just instill fear in me
What's up with your power trip?
It was later on that night before they finally let us go
Off to the donut shop and then we blazed half that O
So tough with your fake authority
Some day you'll learn you're the same as me

Fred Astaire

You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
You have so many opportunities I never had
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
And this talent that you take for granted, it's a gift from god
Don't pass it up, nothing is ever easy
Are you ready to work real hard
Are you tired it's just the start
Listen to me son, I'll take you far
You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way
Heel, toe, heel, toe, side to side AGAIN, gonna get it right
Don't push so hard, nothing is ever easy
Don't forget your please and thank you's, don't forget to smile
Don't pass this up, nothing is ever easy
Their pushing these children for all the wrong reasons
So far man you're crushing down their spirits
Suffocate, emancipate, turn their backs and walk away eventually
Seeking, one of these paths
You're wasting time --- I call it living
To the world what are you giving
You're wasting time
You can call it anything you want the fact remains the same
I never got to be your Fred Astaire
You can lie to yourself and all your friends and pretend that you don't care
But circumstance gets in the way

Bossman

Your gravity is strong, it's now or never
These painted lines go on this road forever
Crowded and broke, didn't talk for hours
I'm all out of smoke
We're stressed but getting high, it's getting better
I wrote a thousand times couldn't send the letter
On the last line I choked on this air I'm breathing
I'm all out of smoke
Don't tell me it's alright
Don't tell me the past can save me now
I can tell that it's not right
Is it the struggle that keeps us fighting?
Here comes the bossman calling
Here comes the man right now
Here comes the bossman calling
Don't let him bring you down
I sit upon this hill try to remember
What about those times made me surrender
Please don't come around till my feet are planted
Please don't come around
We won't let him bring us down

Do You Miss Me (Killians)

It's half past ten, no sign of cops the barrels going strong
Three more beers I'm sure'll make me feel like I belong
And everyone here reminds there's no point in going home
And everything there reminds me that I'm still alone
You got your secrets reasons why you said it's over
That was my ticket to never again be really sober
I'm so divided holding on while cursing you
But unlike you right now I got nothing to prove
The radio plays our favorite song it's what keeps me holding on
Baby do you miss me now that I'm gone
Do you miss me
I remember the day that you told me you wanted to find another man
Now I hear you cry every time we play Arizona Stand
Now I'm standing here with 50 of my friends and a keg of Killians
And you're at home with your Ani Difranco tapes again

Child's Play

I'm in the wrong fucking place, at the wrong fucking time
Don't worry motherfucker cause I'll still get mine
I know the magnitude of the right attitude
Remember one day you'll be showing me gratitude
Inevitably you will agree, your fragile ego I'm denting
Unnecessary jealousy, why are you resenting
Lucky Boys Confusion ripping leaves off clovers
Adam I'm about to send the limelight over, kid
Well, hello my my how the tables have turned
You got your new style and the tricks that you learned
From me, go let go of the ghetto phase
It's like everybody's trying to earn a buck these days
Ripping off my kids, with your ziplock bags
You think you're rolling now, you need to step the fuck back
We'll take care of Arizona, handle the schwag
Shorty got a brand new bag
When say opportunity knock on me door
Such a shame it's not the music, it's how much they score in their pocket
Now, the band plays I see the dollar sign in your eyes
But guess what Mr. Parasite we can see through all of your lies
I'm rocking mic stands daily, I'm merely
Two blocks away from the venue,
It's not as if you can hear me, clearly
Bringing up on the styles which were ours, nearly
With help from the stars of the past
Enhanced with your modern day melodies
Beats that kick your ass and you agree
I'm not up here to rock the room alone
Stubhystyle pick up the microphone
I'm back by popular demand, some people don't understand
Why I'm laughing fucking up all the shit you planned
Cause your motives weren't true and either were you
Trying to figure out how I do the things I do
A word of advice if you already haven't
Go out, step out, special order some talent
Don't say I'm not a musician cause I can hold my own
And bitch I play the microphone
Ooooh, mama did you hear they want make me superstar
Ooooh, mama did you hear they're gonna make me a star
You seemed startled by the way that I approach the mic
But isn't my tongue spitting out all the things you like
Mixing flavors together like Neapolitan, tight
Clam baking the limousine
He sprinkles on his stardust before he hits the street
A victim of his ego, pop rock society
His gear is nice and trendy; you got your baggy jeans
He's got a few piercings but nothing to extreme
Radio friendly writings is the highway to money
Maybe we'll be stars if we give them what they need
I get twelve percent off the music I make
And the image that they're selling you is fake

Dumb Pop Song

I'm gonna steal your girlfriend
I went to my boys house I met his sister
I knew right then I had to get with her
She had a boyfriend he wasn't worthy
His friends all say he's a wannabe junkie
I know that this might be wrong but
I'm gonna steal your girlfriend
I know I will steal your girlfriend
I don't really know her; her boyfriend's richer
But I find her smile so irresistible
She's a little younger, but I like that
Her brother thinks that I got a chance
We call her the gank queen
And I can deal with her mood swings
She thinks animal are vibrating
It's just a stupid piece of technology
I know this'll be a big challenge but
I'm gonna steal your girlfriend
I'm gonna steal your bitch

Not About Debra

She only comes my way when no one's looking
The dance hall's packed again
Move through your body, move to the music
A drink and smoke in hand
With anticipation for innovation
She says she feels the words
Through them she's venting, Unrelenting
Guilt trips come in slurs
Driving her into the floor
The boyfriend's drunk for sure
Claims she is cheating our every meeting
Angry to the core
Stop treating my girl like a whore
Am I the only one to see
She sleeps with him and thinks about me
Watered down connections in time
Killing songs and bracing fears
He can't erase cause it sends her to a place
Where the feelings are sincere
She bites her bottom lip
Quietly weeping, while he is sleeping
Lonely to the core
Didn't I say that before
Am I the only one to see
She sleeps with him and thinks about me
They watered down connections in time
He hardened up with ease
Two flights up it's four in the morning
And the neighbors perk their ears
He broke down her direction in time
His perfection fled with ease

Saturday Night

As usual I'm late, what's the difference I see the same faces
My attitude is plain, just the same as the vibe in this place is
I'm shaking hands and smiling, lying, about where I've been lately
The tensions multiplying and I'm dying to leave
It's Saturday night and the party's crawling
Did you hear the ringing the bottles calling
Week after week this is where I'm ending up
It's Saturday night I'm already stumbling
Some guys are outside being loud and rumbling
Third weekend in a row that we've broken up
I'm quickly loosing interest
I really hope I find it
This room is like a bottle it's never full enough
These rumors start to fly, spreading lies which alcohol induces
I'm sick and tired of waiting, your out of beer and I'm out of excuses
Are you checking what you're starting, I beg your pardon
What to do you got up your sleeve
The queen of melodrama and I'm dying to leave
I got dem disease of overanylization
It's making hard to hold a conversation
People step, expecting proclamations
But I'm saying it, but I'm saying it with an exclamation
This ain't my scene and it's Saturday night
I'm going to the reggae bar they got it going on
Don't believe rumors you've heard
Till you see me dropping the word, right
It's Saturday night and the bottles calling

Never Like This

I've been tired before, but never like this
What's happened to me, what's happened to me
Are you talking to me, cause talking is cheap
Can you imagine to feel like you'll die young
I've been changing my mood, I'd thought I'd be cool
Inviting me in, as it starts to begin
Or has it already started, did it start when we parted
Is it always difficult, the second time around

3 To 10/CB's Caddy Pt. III

It's 3 to 10 the pigs are here
Give me 10 seconds to slam my beers
No wounded soldiers kill them all
The pigs found me in a bathroom stall
They called me an addict, fucking alcoholic
Now I got bread and water, slamming
In a room with padded walls
I was very much alive when I stepped off of the southwest
Thinking about the brew that is cool, cause we keep
it in fridge, yes
It's about six the fix, the fix running
I drop the beat kid you keep it bumping
Suzie's friends dropping hints, what am I supposed to do
All the rooms are taken and the bitch's got a curfew
Barely 18 and bro she's a freak
I think she needs a piece of this 420 Geek
All the rooms are taken, well there's always the backseat
Keep that caddy rocking, well there's always the backseat
Let's take this from the top cause on top's where I like to be
Let me introduce you to my headboard girly
On the queen size we're doing our thing
Crack! There goes the boxspring
Mama's knocking on the door "Who do you got in there?"
"It's that god damn lucky boy!" Mama just wants to share
I'd have given it to her mom, but daddy-o he had a shotgun
Oh shit, your mama's knocking, well there's always the backseat
Officer R. Cappelan treating me like a felon
Don't make me get crazy on you like Curtis Mellin
Unlawful consumption of alcohol by a minor
I bet put down more than you old timer
They know all about me ain't that a shame
What's my claim to fame, my name, my name
To the undercover cop the lowest form of life
They got a warrant, reason to fear
They got a warrant, drop your beer

City Lights

I'm addicted to the city lights, I guess you're right
But something changed tonight
I made it through with spontaneity
But this monotony is killing me
It's 2 am man the house is cold, I'm feeling old
Looking back at how time's rolled
I know somewhere stars fill up the night, that must be such a sight
It'd make me whole again inside
I'm getting closer, closer the farther I drive away
I'm getting colder, colder the longer I stay
Don't know how much time I got to spend right here
I've been avoiding but it's time to face my fear, right here
Looks like this episode should end
And I'll miss my friends
I'm distracted by this ambient night, memories bite
Sitting where the rain and pavement fight
I never meant to make the onion cry, but I got to see the tide
To make me whole again inside
I'm getting closer, closer the farther I drive away
I'm giving colder shoulders the longer I stay
Feels like this episode should end
Did you know I've never seen the ocean
In the midst of all this windy commotion
Pack our bags, bust to horizon
Won't stop till I see the sun rising
Looking in to darkest oblivion
Might help humble jaded opinion
What'll come will come of this mission
No guarantee to hinder depression
When I leave I won't make a sound
Make sure no one's around
Where am I headed? I'm headed westward bound
I can't breathe this Midwest air tonight…
Feels like this masquerade should end
And I'll miss my friends
I need more time to spend
With my friends

One To The Right

Still wandering
Keeping my sanity
But they won't let me dream to live or live to dream
I'm still envisioning I'm singing to herd of thousands
Soul searching for the few things that will make life all right
Pointless persecution, interrogate the hype
Pretending I'm respecting who I secretly fight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm say tonight
One to the right
Push me to the side
Two minutes to decide what I'm going to do with my life
Replacing ideals that would break trust down
I'm the king of apathy don't care to wear your crown
Brain children , the lemming, they suffocate my rise
Standing on hilltops, smiling, watching me breakdown'
Cutting through the fabrics of this physical relationship
The understanding was the part they decided to skip
They have the same eyes but they see things a little differently
Some blind themselves and some open their eyes to the world you see
Went to sleep on a bed of nails
You were so smart covered up your trails
Your mouth is dry and your life is stale
You always have a gun if all else fails
Sex is never just sex again
Why can't a partner just be your friend
Can we converse without a fight
And will it really matter if I spend the night
Not a pre-madonna rock star just being my crazy self always
Then you shun me to the corner cause I choose not to participate
My thoughts are running wild got to let them free emancipate
You thought you had me trapped but there is one more move, checkmate
Spent all my time on popularity and I accept my duality
But I'm growing out of it

Slip

Sitting, attractively bored
I guess I had this coming, it's been a long time coming
Casually she kills me, attractively bored
I leave too much unsaid, I leave too much unsaid
You've got the sand in the palm of your hand
Don't let it slip away
Regret haunts forever, don't try to be clever
To shatter these weak walls
And finally he approaches, the one he's watched so long
He musters up his courage, hello
Then he turns around and heads back to the daily life he knows
When a tap upon his shoulder, hello
Sweating, my swagger ignored
And I'm swaying on the border, got to get my life in order
Casually she stills me, attractively scarred
I leave too much unsaid, I leave too much unsaid



Growing Out Of It
1. Cockboy's Daddy
2. 40/80
3. LBC
4. Masala
5. King of Apathy
6. Slow Dow
7. Arizona Stand
8. Child's Play
9. First Encounter With a Devil
10. Fred Astaire
11. What Get Me High
12. Gwendolyn B. Sings Sin
13. Of Course
14. Back Then......
15. Dumb Pop Song
16. Keep Talking
17. Deja Vous
18. One to the Right
19. (Untitled Track)






The Soapbox Spectacle
1. 3 to 10
2. City Lights
3. 23 (God Only Knows)
4. Not About Debra
5. CB's Caddy, Pt. 2
6. Fred Astaire
7. Envy
8. Dumd Pop Song