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Headshots: Se7en
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Overall Rating:
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Avg. Critic Score:
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Headshots: Se7en Lyrics
Lyrics
Disc
Track
Title
1
2
Round And Round
5
The Jackpot/Swept Away
9
Higher Living
11
Deer Wolf
17
3.2 Red Dog
18
The Abusing Of The Rib
Lyrics
Disc
Track
Title
2
5
Multiples Reprise (Remix)
Round And Round
(Get Down)
Round and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground[repeated]
I never had the skills that it took to sell weed
I was too generous, too understanding to your needs
As far as school, I lacked the motivation for the occupation
Preparation, guess I'll never catch that bacon
I need to find a duty doing sales or some shit
Cause I was always good at talking people into dumb shit
Fuck it, just program some drums
I'll be honest to myself and take the wealth if it comes
Run baby, run baby
Because its metro its destined to ruin
Let go of that echo, baby what are you pursuing?
Priorities are twisted and heads not on straight
I think I'm gonna pop if I don't stop and take a long break
And find time to reflect, I need to take a second
Quit breaking my neck to get this fat paycheck
Because money is the root of all people
Ayo most people are evil so I'm on a roof shooting at bald eagles
Adrenaline, mescaline, ephedrine and apple sauce
Ain't no way to hang a platinum records on these battered walls
Every man's a faggot and all women are sluts
So I'm a hold out my love for all a y'all to shake your butts and
Round and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground[repeated]
Somewhat exotic how a lotta these cats went about it
And when they got crowded let the boundaries cloud it
I doubt that if they only knew how I was coming through
Probably be the oasis they was running to
Fashion, the lifestyle, around the fashions and lifestyles
Of entities you don't know much less trust judgment
Judgmental, the soldier with the common pencil
So say what's up when you see me on the bus
Ayo, the worst is yet to come, in fact its on its way
You better go and get you some before there ain't no more today
And hey I'll be just fine, trying to bust rhymes
Got my eye on my son and my hand on my nine
The clock stops, for everybody that you know that got shot
And eight o' clock the seconds get hesitant for every cat that went in an accident
And seven o' clock time stands still for everyman killed by the planet's build
Consumed by the elements, water, earth, wind, fire
When I die I wanna go like that, fuck the devil's development
Round and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground[repeated]
(Get down)
Run away, come away from the land of Sodom and Gomorrah
Run away, come away from the land of the sinking sand
[repeated]
Round and round, upside down
Living my life underneath the ground[repeated]
The Jackpot/Swept Away
With the sweepin
it's the look on her face, that's got me displaced
plus the fact that she's probably got no clue I'm peepin
she's deep into routine
cleanin off the sidewalk
infront of the shop she works
1:15 am, me parked in the car
on the street, maybe 30 feet from the spot she sweeps
emotions achin', who is this human?
and whys she chewin my attention
the action, unaware, innocent, purely accident
and whom I askin this?
I'm alone, in the passenger seat of this[this part is bleeped out]
awaitin' my companion, but damn man, she's got me distracted
and it's not just the fact that she's attractive
it's the whole kit-n-kabootle
from the look on her face, to her taste in shoes, to the way she moves
it inspires me to sit and doodle, so
while I write
she wipes down the tagged up picnic tables outside of the[bleeped out]
it's missin not a spot
and here I sit again, with a pen
and a desire to be entirely lost in a world of them ..
[spoken]
Higher Living
Follow me, everybody spread around, I want you all to hear this
Join me, sit down, sit down
I wanna tell you guys something, I got story listen
I knew this girl named Roulette-lette-lette
The coolest woman I ever met, met, met
I never tried to hook it up, up
But I used to fantasize about the guts
Fuck, bust nuts, rush
Grab the gold and carry it in your mouth
But I'm a try to hold the microphone and turn the party out
And if it's the type of crowd that doesn't like to shout, fuck it
I'll give 'em something to chew on, something to talk about
Snap, crackle pop rock, never had a sawed-off
Don't never wanna blow up, cause I never wanna fall off
Adjacent to that vacant lot, next to the weed spot
Sits a head shop, beneath a tree watching peace talks
So let me catch a round of applause
So maybe I can persuade some lady out of her bra (come on baby)
Ladies and gentlemen...
We now ask that you give a warm Minnesota nice welcome to MC
I've your man on the mic, you know...
Ladies and gentlemen, give it up
Put your hands together, put your hands...
Cause if we can't do it together
We'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start
But that's a given
Now within the distance of your vision measure the persistence
How are you living?
I'll smack the whack and sell 'em crack while I'm laying down my mack
(I'm trying to tell you homeboy)
I'll get sick on a trick, talking shit firm grip on my dick
(Ayo bitch I got what you need bitch, yo, yo)
I make moves and get loose wearing a camouflage goose
(And that's juice, like what, what, what, what)
Yes, yes, I never stress
Make a mess on the mic sipping a Becks, wearing a vest
Cause well, you know
It's that Rhyesayer with a razor, truck jewelry, Chuck Taylors
(Yo man, pass that blunt kid, yo kid, kid)
Tall sharp and handgun, paid a ransom for these pants dun
So step off kid you're playing me too close
If we can't do it together
We'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start
But that's a given
Now within the distance of your vision measure your persistence
How are you living?
Killed all the thoughts about killing all the cops
No longer get as pissed off when I have to jerk my dick off
I just want a mic and a crowd and if that's asking for too much
Fine, lemme just have that mic and I'll be alright (I'll be alright)
Stuck, between a rock and the sky
With an option to buy and I got lost in a lie
Tossed them fakes out the door, I ain't your whore
I make music, can you feel it?
Cool, then I'm a make some more
Yes, yes y'all you are now rocking with the best of the mess hall
In root to the basement, while Ant drives the vessel
All apologies to those insulted
By the repulsive vultures that fly loose when I'm seduced by the impulses
(By the impulses)
Defense mech in effect, protect the rep
From all forms of public infliction
But listen I love the ripping, so fuck the friction
it takes focus off what's the mission
(Yo tell 'em what's the mission)
To be the man on the mic, to be the man on your mind
To be the man that made you push rewind
To be that mother fucker over there on that mic
You know what that means?
That means I can show you what I need you to see, see, see
(See here, what you need to do is follow, follow us baby
Before you can... what you need to do is see, see, see, see, see)
If we can't do it together
We'll do it apart
Ain't no way we'll ever make it how it was at the start
But that's a given
Now within the distance of your vision measure your persistence
How are you living?
Measure your persistence
How are you living?
Measure your persistence
Higher living
Higher living, higher living
How you living?
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than heaven
The music's gonna take you there
Higher, higher, higher, higher, higher than heaven
The music's gonna take you there
Higher, higher, higher, higher...
Deer Wolf
(7 Summers Old Lovely Like I Told...)
I Know A Lotta People But Not Many That I Trust
And Outta Those I Trust Not Many I Would Touch
They Say I Talk In Circles But I Write It Line By Line
And If I Don'T Really Know You I'Ma Lie And Say I'M Fine
And I Spit Rhymes Hoping That Someone Who Thinks Like Me
Related To The Emotions Interlocked Within The Phyche
Spit Rhymes To Catch Chicks To Catch Hope
To Catch That Ear Of The Kid Who Says 'Damn That Shit Is Dope' (Damn That Shit Is Dope)
Not To Mention I Love The Attention
Went From Hidin In The Boxcars To Drivin The Engine
And I Sit In The Same Chair Under The Same Light
Round The Same Time A Night When I Write
Probably Will For Life
25 And I Ain'T Gettin Any Younger
Living To Survive Can You Spare A Penny Brother?
Now In The Name Of All World Wide Rhyme Sayers
I'Ma Drive Pass ? Park And Spray The Soccer Players
[Chorus]
How Many Licks Does It Take To Get To The Center Of Your Universe?[x4]
(Let Thy Moon Arise While I Close My Eyes...)
Finally Finalize The Line By Line Of Tryin To Climb In Between Your Minds Thighs
Self Esteem Watch It Grow Like Mold
Watch The Loads It Holds
As The Soul Unfolds
Track My Faith As I Wade Through A Pack A Day
Have To Wait Call Me Back Next Saturday
Pass The Steak I'Ma About To Stick This Vampire
Touch The Heart And Lay The Carcass On The Campfire
Burn Baby Burn And Take Your Cents With Ya
If The Shoe Don'T Fit Ya Remove It To Lose The Business
Get The Car Started Warm It Up For The Journey
Wake Up Abuse And Shake Of The Blues
And Make Stops To Fill The Tank Stops To Urinate
Stops To Meditate And Let The Thoughts Resonate
Stops To Celebrate Stops Just For Heavens Sake
Stops In An Attempt To Make The Bad Shit And Get It Straight
The Ashma Regualtes The Breath Control So Thanks For The Tapes
And Eat Your Vegetables And Yo I Write It For Me And If You Like It That'S Love
And If You Don'T That'S Life Cause Life Don'T Like Slug
[Chorus]
Its The Super Unleaded Imbedded Within My Head Trips
Kept It In Check With The Skeptics And The Essense When It
Festers Infection Fills With Fluid
Apply The Pressure It Burts To Satisfy The Thirst
20/20 Sight So I Got No Excuse My Soul Is Broken Lose From Over Use
Tell Me Who Can Hold The Noose While I Make Certain It Fits Me
Judgement First Impresstion Naturally Shifty
Each One Tried To Teach One When It Begun
Struggling For Freedom Tryin To Build A Kingdom
Now Your Sippin Segrums Tryin To Fix A Threesome
Between You Your Girl And That Freak With The Nissan
Wheels Keep Spinning Accelerator Sticks
So Sugar Up The Coffee And Celophane Your Dick
And Lace The Spliff And Make Sure That Dosage Is Right
Cause Lifes A Bitch (Lifes A Bitch) And I'Ma Hold It Tight
[Chorus]
3.2 Red Dog
One of those nights
warm beer, cold women
I just don't fit in
It goes 1, it goes 2, it goes
3-2 red dog in the hoodie
too much "person" in your "ality", the friction could be
Should we continue with dialogue as I study these new faces
I would fix my shoe laces, but the room place was
Shoes cut loose at the front door
got dirty socks, I'm on the floor
and thoughts is what I hunt for
Driftin in and out of conversations I know nothing about
Fuck your topics, I didn't come to see you
But yo I'm here, might as well make the worst of this warm shitty beer
and I'm nursin it, and cursin it
I'm sick of it, but still grippin it and sippin it
Hopin it'll dull the pain of the sight of your lips flippin' shit
So here I sit, inside my atmosphere
I don't know a single motherfucker here
but maybe that's my fear
Pull out my notebook and let go
Intro-spectro cep
Not so pleased to meet you
and I hate techno
I only came to see the girl that lives here
TW #11, cold women warm beer[x2]
The Abusing Of The Rib
[Slug]
I wanna follow the footprints across my lover's stomach
I wanna call out her name before I plummet
I wish I had a map of the terrain so I could step around the landmines
Avoid the beasts under the bed that bring they bad times
I wanna find this here so-called treasure
The pleasure, the trinkets, the never-ending weekends
Acknowledgin that I'm still just a piece of the sequence
But seein these different footprints got me needin to show my weekness
The timeline, the time zones, I cross them with my eyes closed
Memorized the landmarks and learned the cycles
The weather patterns, how the seasons affect
the East and the West of each region learned the cycles
Forget about the fact that many trails have been tracked
Maybe it's a plus that there's a path
If this was some uncharted land I'd have to be a smarter man
willing to travel the farthest to unravel the harvest
and natural resources are unlimited
exploration only requires some desire and initiative
take your time and find the right way to climb
it ain't safe to play games with natures mind
If I could show you, you would never leave it
And if I could show you, you would never leave it
If I could show you, you would never leave it
And if I could show you, you would never leave it
If I could show you, you would never leave it
And if I could show you, you would never leave it
If I could show you, you would never leave it
And if I could show you, you would never
I wanna ride a train up my lover's arm, stop off at the brain
Then hop out and find out what's going on
Cut through trees and ride through rocks
And synchronise the universal sun down to my watch
I've seen a lot, but not quite as much as her
The top went of the memory and the imagination blurred
But I know she's been put through hell, I can feel it
And I know she's touched having this well, tryin to steal it
It came on and it tought her a song
It's strung her along and it caught her when the god was gone
Now to the break-o-dawn she's tryin to feel that fix
And all the family and friends is tryin to seel them lips
But I ain't dumb, I can hear that train come from miles away
Setting obstacles to stop the arrival
I'm gonna blow up that iron in wood rogue
From what I understood those be the aura fits of his survival
My recital another tantrum
because she's highly excitable swinging wings of red nova
Happy endings always off to a bad start
Addictive voyeuristic to the trackmarks
And if I could show you, you would never leave it
[fades until end]
Multiples Reprise (Remix)
[woman singing]
You can hear the clock inside the ticking and tocking
[x7: fading out]
(man speaking)
So you see sir, my deck of cards serves me as a bible
An alamanac...and a prayer book
My friends this story is true
I know
I was that soldier
[Slug]
I use to know this kid named Jesse
He could get wild on the mic but his lifestyle was sketchy, Always messy
You could catch him on the corner of 19th and 3rd
Until the cops caught him first, with pockets of rocks and herb
But there was once this cat name Ivan, he was the man
get the digits from your bitch before you could say pussy diving
Driving home drunk from the front one night
he tied his '84 Tempo round a street light
Me and Mike
Remember that scary chick Caroline
Very careful when you met her cause you knew she fucked with heroin
Mother of two, no one knew, because the twins stayed with her mom
but when they finally found the bitch still had the twist round her arm
Shit, I can't forget about that big kid Gino
fucking diesel, do damn near anything for a seno
His older sister talked his twisted ass
into killing Steves girl so she could get with Steve faster
Oh yea, speaking of Steves girl, the one that Gino killed
her name was Phadra, she use to stand on tables down at Deja
Tits and clits and car payments and rent and emcee seek tuition
[chorus]
And this goes to those of y'all that wanna fuck my girl
or be down with my crew, or be part of my world
Be leary of what you wish for
cause its more than rhymes and good times behind this door
Oh yo yo-yo-yo-yo yo
I know this kid named Moses
Use to buy all the tapes and say that Headshots was the dopest
When up for raping a chick in a mall parking lot
Now I hope he gets a dick and broomstick in every orifice
Free Love
Thats what Heather use to say
but when I took her up on it, she said that she was gay
Well, wait a minute, why you shake your ass to any cat with a link
looked me in me eye, smiled and said Free Drinks!
My man Todd had a tight studio up inside his home
and if you had some coke you could come and bless the microphone
Starting selling equipment to fill the pipe
fuck this life, Todd hung himself with a cord from that mic
Cynthia wanted to travel, drive around the country
left the city on a journey, came back with a junkie
He use to beat her, if it wasn't physical it was mental
He didn't leave her until she tried to stab him with a pencil
That kid Jay he was a thief, stole bikes and cars
Use to get real high and try to drive to Mars
One night got hot while approaching a road block
shut his eyes, hit the gas and ran right over a cop
Damn!
And this goes to those of y'all that wanna fuck my girl
or be down with my crew, or be part of my world
Be leary of what you wish for
cause its more than rhymes and good times behind this door
Its the blood clot blues, the gun-shot wounds
the needles and spoons, doomed from the womb til the tomb
For whom the bell tolls, this will pay for the toll free calls made
underage, she said that Jesus gave her AIDS
Now and days the life of fuck follows folks
in my city and some flip their trucks over center meridians
Some do their drugs to float above the stress
and some overdose so they can finally rest
Many walk around like they blind to the mishap
talk-show gospel, smell the tic-tacs and Simulax
Six pack to make the good and bad balance
Walking tall is a gift and steady breathing is a challenge
Adaption, domesticated bitch to your surroundings
you quit singing along but the ball kept bouncing
Now we keep to self and step over the vermon
found me sleeping in a pool of my own sweat and urine
I'm determined to find a path so I can leave you all
I miss the rise and I ain't trying to see the fall
So this goes to those that trying to rest in peace
save me a seat and we'll play chess when I get released
And this goes to those of y'all that wanna fuck my girl
or be down with my crew, or be part of my world
Be leary of what you wish for
cause its more than rhymes and good times behind this door
These are people who tried, tried
These are people who tried, tried
These are people who tried, tried
All my friends, they tried..
[man speaking]
So you see sir, my deck of cards serves me as a bible
An alamanac...and a prayer book
My friends this story is true
I know
I was that soldier
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