(Boon): Are you serious? Eh yo, let's introduce this shit, come on! Oh hi, my name is Boon, and I'm here to slang tunes like bitches in saloons yapping in a blue tooth Trying to have a convo, hell yeah we got flows It comes from the windmills over that front leg, Back to the better days, Doc Os & Ochoa, what can I say? What can I say, I keep it in the business This is why I hate taking the beginning to shit Got to make a stand point whether you're sober or high off the hash joint Call it a spliff, Roll it with the ligget, broke as shit Repping it for the starving artists that never really had shit but the rhythm, yeah I stemmed it from the classics (Ocho Chorus): I would touch the sky, well Lord knows I've tried, and I would climb a mountain if it brings you back to me, if only you would see (Osc): Hi, my name is Doc Os, sorta like a rock star, border line weirdo, but I play it off well Too many people thinking quality's a lost art Guess it's why they're not me, I don't need a slot car 4 wheel drive take me off terrain, Take a vitamin, you're off your game When me and Boonhamin play, you can see the jaws dropping, Look on the faces like we're fucking awesome Not being cocky, just how it is, Eating pizza that I just got from Sid We're the shit, and you're no Sherlock Making music like erotica for jerk-offs Swerve on, like a canyon road Burn on the rubber like thats too slow Turn on the tubby tele-tube for the show Drugs and music, get that glow (Ocho Chorus): I would touch the sky, well Lord knows I've tried, and I would climb a mountain if it brings you back to me, if only you would see (All Chant): I just want to celebrate! (x8) Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Sample from Aqua -"Cartoon Heros"): We are what we're supposed to be, Illusions of your fantasy, Our words are lives that speak and say what we do is what you wish to do (Osc): I'm on a plane, and if I ever come back down, I'm a launch it again So I'm just insane, but it works for me, and if you can't merge stay the fuck out of my lane Sour Jane, you can have it how you want it Ahead of the pack, aint getting it back from us In fact, they never had it, we stacking it up and shit Short skirts and tight shirts, what a summer it is Pour another drink, just for the fun of it So hot that I burn you through the oven mitt Don't make me take anything to a place where you don't wanna sit I've got a castle and oasis of indulgences Like it, better take a photograph I'm gonna let you focus in I don't really care if its fair, I just hold my grip of music like sun shine, y'all just want to soak it in Put the lotion on your skin, yeah girl, rub it in (Sample from Aqua -"Cartoon Heros"): We are what we're supposed to be, Illusions of your fantasy, Our words are lives that speak and say what we do is what you wish to do (Boon): Above the clouds Higher than the atmosphere Looking down, everything is looking hella clear Blunted, I'm sitting higher than a chandelier trapped in the headlights, yup, I'm a frozen deer I need to keep mobile and just follow my folly but Lupe's a dick, that dude can't even olly "Think you can beat him at skate?" Yeah, probably "But seriously?" Yeah, Honestly So I'm a macho man, I can smell these cowards They tipping like the twin towers in their final hour You thinking that we sour, we aint no patched up kids We just some mad knockers like Nancy and Sid So I'm more focused than a bottle of Ritalin Tougher than a militant that joined army just to say that he went Yeah I'm blinder than squints but I feel more compassionate than a kid losing his parents (Sample from Aqua -"Cartoon Heros"): We are what we're supposed to be, Illusions of your fantasy, Our words are lives that speak and say what we do is what you wish to do Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Ocho): When the lights go out in the city, Are you gonna be there with me? Tell me are you down with the gritty? Are you gonna be on my team? I've got the world in the palm of my hand and it's slipping, slipping like a grain of sand When the lights go out in the city, Are you gonna be there with me? Tell me are you down with the gritty? Are you gonna be on my team? I've got the world in the palm of my hand and it's slipping, slipping like a grain of sand Are you, are you gonna be there with me? Tell me are you down with the gritty? Are you gonna be on my team? Are you gonna be on my team? (Osc) Don't Give me a brain aneurysm We got the henny for that you damn kitten Serpent in the garden Armageddon wrist cut between the DJ, bartender, stripper, bouncer tip cup Open my fist up, blow away this dust Poking the skin like a ghost with the thin touch the undead walk within the goose pimple chicken lumps Home again, what's it been? Water rinse up Drive slow in the ride Roll up, let the rims stunt '78 Ford box truck with a bent bumper It rumbles it roars, it tears up the bourough then slumber with -- And scare dumb squirrels (Ocho): When the lights go out in the city, Are you gonna be there with me? Tell me are you down with the gritty? Are you gonna be on my team? I've got the world in the palm of my hand and it's slipping, slipping like a grain of sand (Boon): When the lights burned out, there was no doubt I'm standing on the top to shout: Freedom! But now I'm here and these ghosts keep haunting me The Army, the Navy, the Military, honestly You got to fight for your city and your country Freedom of the free, that's freedom of the peace But with all these people that were caught up in the act, I hold the first amendment, Come on, that's a fact I say what I please, You can't contest to that Or else you'll end up in the depths of a sand trap before the lives that are born to this society Its over when the lights burned out in the city (Ocho): When the lights go out in the city, Are you gonna be there with me? Tell me are you down with the gritty? Are you gonna be on my team? I've got the world in the palm of my hand and it's slipping, slipping like a grain of sand Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Boon): I used to kick it with a lot of kids that spoke about the basics It got us no where, come on, let's face it I'd rather kick it with the ones in advanced placement On another level Above the basement And now they say home is where you make it Its shake and bake kid, but I bet you help And now I never had money weigh down my belt But that's no reason to raise a voice and yell It'll get better even when the sun rises in the worst weather Keep your head up brother and I can always tell you one thing; It could always be worse when your phone don't ring Now you heard about your home boy that was rolling in a hearse; At the end of the day it could always be worse; yeah it could always be worse ... it could always be worse (Oh I was low, at times, oh I was high, I was low) (2BIT): I'm looking for a single way out of the loop Never comprehending the rest of the men in the troop Missing like an ice cream missing a scoop 2 by a couple pigeons that was flying the coop, ah Whatever seperates men from the dudes that was single file in line before you The unemployment style still annoying to the rest of these people that was still destroying Rap battle plus habitats Everybody else in here, they grab the scratches A little bit of something greater than the bombs that was dropped on Pearl Harbor and Grenada It was nutty from the get go Split your head wide Everybody that would say they bedstuy crew was better than the kids on the West Coast It's still nutty as fuck But they go (go) down quickly Everybody else involved still can't spit these - flows Equally matched with rhymes that was still killing them was steady intact, and that's that (Oh I was low, at times, oh I was high, I was low) (Osc): Broken Arrow in your bone marrow Covered in magpies, the lone scarecrow So terrible, no one ever cared to hear it, Fire dance, were wolf spirit Let it go, like the ones waiting on a new single from Mystikal DANGER! Watch yourself! Show me what you're working with! Figaro! You know we serving 'em Permanent (Sure it is); Guaranteed for life Psychiatry of the sword, therapy of the knife Rife with heresy, sex, drugs, and rock & roll Drop it low, dirty hip-hop for charity The flock has flown now I just watch her stare at me She's on the honor roll at my academy Fighting with her sister over me just like Jerry Springer and just like every scenester, she got an attitude Faster food ground up through a plastic tube Black and blue, they're all gonna laugh at you hunting for the duckets, its time to stack a few, WWSD like what Shaq would do Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Ocho): Every time I look over my shoulders Sends a chill up and down my spine Every day seems to blend together I promise you I'm not losing my mind (Boon): As my eyes awoke, I knew it was a new day Finally, I wouldn't lead myself astray I'm sick of the pain, take the mistakes Say goodbye as the darkness fades My mind is always playing tricks on me like the Geto Boyz with the Halloween dreams 93 until infinity or 93 ways to defeat your enemy, but then again, I let it be Take action to the others around Karma's a bitch representing the crown Not a king of the town, I'm not trying to be but my fists are up pound for pound: Mike Tyson steez Just wait til you see The Hangover 3 Open your eyes after a night of roofies to demonic sleep, lost; nervous; like a lobotomy saying, "Hello, dreams" (Ocho): Every time I look over my shoulders Sends a chill up and down my spine Every day seems to blend together I promise you I'm not losing my mind (Adrift): Now that's a promise that most can't make cause people lose their minds every single damn day Though most can't say, at least their reaching for better between a vendetta to get even and let it breathe for a second For good reason, its legendary Here the blessing, to find a balance whats missing piece it together like Shel Silverstein However the side walk ends begins anew through a dreamer in need of adventure But beast with a method that would seem to be baddest And keeping with that I've seen a people weaving through traffic Once believed as a pattern of routine and old habits now just represents the creed of a believer in action A Phoenix in ashes We get a chance at rebirth and if were lucky manage to learn what can and can't work Understanding its worth, one day at a time Though imagination is power for tricks it plays on our minds (Ocho): Every time I look over my shoulders Sends a chill up and down my spine Every day seems to blend together I promise you I'm not losing my mind (DJ cuts by DOM) (Osc): I'm not crazy, you are Inflict flame upon the lantern if it's too dark She's too tart like the rhubarb up and down the boulevard in the new car Managers and A&R's tell us, "You Stars" but we stayed independent and its been a minute Too far gone; rugged like a schoolyard brawl In a rhythm its the solar and the lunar Fuck 'em all, who you gonna call If I don't do nothing else, I'm gonna ball Bread breaking, come get a taste of it Competition completely devastated Purple elegance brought a glimpse of herbal intelligence and you're getting older; It's just dirt off my shoulder (Ocho): Every time I look over my shoulders Sends a chill up and down my spine Every day seems to blend together I promise you I'm not losing my mind Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Boon & Doc): One door open, one door close Drink it up and feed your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity One door open, one door close Drink it up and fill your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity (Boon) I'm seeing things through one step at a time Taking every opportunity in this lifeline Following my views just like a paradigm everyone's got beliefs but they're probably not like mine Why try to cloud the minds of others? We all got different mothers in the truthful sense Especially if we're talking about earth where the pollution sits But that's all contradictive Especially when I say, when I say shh- Especially when I say, when I say shh- But we're here for a certain amount of minutes And I can't count on hours cause they're just not ticking So many curveballs the plotlines thicken Thanks to the theatre geeks for helping me finish (Boon & Doc): One door open, one door close Drink it up and feed your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity One door open, one door close Drink it up and fill your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity (Osc) Roll it up and twist it I'm on a mission; don't care if you don't understand it cause we all got to get some, yup, huh Call it superstition Word to the wall of your vision all in the day, falling away know there's no rest for the wicked Some of ti can be such a struggle reach to emerge from the rubble concentrate on the target like a funnel There was never any doubt that I love you My life, my life, my life, my life, my life I want to see you underneath the moon in the twighlight womb to the room to the tomb with the highlights and everything is better when you are at my side Used to run and try to chase it like a firefly now I stay at home and blaze it; look at my red eyes I am high and mighty when I write a line Sword slice your dress off and spell "Oscify" Everything's gonna be alright, rock-a-bye late evening, waiting for the sun to rise What am I making these assumptions like I should go ahead and maybe try to touch her, "hi" (Boon & Doc): One door open, one door close Drink it up and feed your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity One door open, one door close Drink it up and fill your soul Rich man or poor man clothes Live that opportunity Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Ocho): Why, oh why am I so fly? I don't even have to try Everyday I'm feeling so high Smile on my face, kiss this world goodbye (Boon): I'm a superstar, well in my own way I'd rather be broke and donate all of my change than to be an asshole always searching for fame, you know? Adding the links to the broken chain but what can I say? That's how we stay fly Got to do what I do just to get by Thanks to Talib Kweli for feeding that line Props to the greats for helping me with these rhymes If I had money flowing like a spicket I would give it, even if time was ticking, it'd be good for business Networking is a blessing representing the greatest sentance Fly like Ochoa on your rhyme sessions (Ocho): Why, oh why am I so fly? I don't even have to try Everyday I'm feeling so high Smile on my face, kiss this world goodbye (Osc) I'm a superstar (with a new guitar) Well, in my own way Still stuck in the stone age How do we get to this level I guess we're just incredible, I guess its jsut medicinal ish So good just like a beautiful day Like if you want to do it, then you shouldn't wait And who is to say, until they're staring truth in the face All I know is, I won't stop until it's over And I don't know if it sounds wrong, but I love these Rocky Mountain tops And I'll be drinkgin til the fountain stops And we always keep it bouncing; Observatory, 3rd story, 40 ounces Burn the glory, you can have it for your strawmen or lose your ass in a battle with Boonhamin (Ocho): Why, oh why am I so fly? I don't even have to try Everyday I'm feeling so high Smile on my face, kiss this world goodbye We're all superstars Whether or not you know it, you should spend your whole life trying to show it And say fuck it to just always being important You're better for it and more clever to never having snorted So if its all some tough talk in front of bitches The secret is you'll live to see a little more of this shit The flyest, noncompliant, and riding a wave of Sublime rhyme writing and striking and warning paper The best days takes to something you never pay for Bit more than you can chew and got more than you paid for This is more than a finish line for you to race for This shit's a legacy, the flyer shit you got to wait for (Ocho): Why, oh why am I so fly? I don't even have to try Everyday I'm feeling so high Smile on my face, kiss this world goodbye Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Ocho): Everything that I been through, Took me to the place I had to get to Sorry if you're stuck back there I'll be moving on, yeah I'm moving on, humming tunes to these old songs Throw it on the turntable, sing along Its hard to say if I'm the same person or became strong Cause I'm done getting played like a pawn I've been broken down (tell me who hasn't) And even in my own town (I've caused havoc) Started to mute the sound (too much static) I'm done with depression (time for laughing) I'm not striving for the glitz, in fact, I'm hardly asking for shit I'm a lyricist pushing points even though half the time they contradict Saying goodbye to the ones that got me into this and thanks to Are You Serious, I'm done with the foes But I guess its al about the path that you chose and what troubles arose But these are the things that make us as people grow Pass by laughing as I kick stones down the road (Ocho): Everything that I been through, Took me to the place I had to get to Sorry if you're stuck back there I'll be moving on, yeah (Osc) I'm on that, what do you call it? Long trip, walking along my own path, hoping to god I don't slip Hustlaholic, loving the song she hum in the darkness And that beat brung the thump of my heart along with it (conga rhythm) Finally I feel stronger Leave behind the anger in the place where it won't cause hurt I wish that we all could let it linger; but time waits for nobody on this green earth I'm sure a few things never change life's a record, let it play, let it play Forge on or get left in the rain Forgone conclusion, its better this way Still its hard not to watch all the other ones grab at straws in the shadows for a dream; but nothing comes he runs it ragged til the motor blows Pass by laughing as I kick stones down the road (Ocho): Everything that I been through, Took me to the place I had to get to Sorry if you're stuck back there I'll be moving on, yeah Lyrics & Music Copyright 2011 Are You Serious

(Osc): Uh, I've seen the crooked eye at the trough like I did the helicopter to dry off Whatever, I'm a eat regaurdless Get her drunk from a whiff of the stardust I'm just a little more sicker Fuck you up with a drink of malt liquor Sip it up, pre game, Platte River Splash in it, catch a cat fish, uh Um, let me get a bite Hit it right if it fit inside Baby, you and I really screw it tight like a new lightbulb Don't ask me if I am a psycho I love it cause she got a double wide load What do I know, day trip summertime glow I make you jump up and down like a kangeroo and I make you yell my name out when I'm spanking you (2bit): I'm blacking out in here again This party's barely started and its only 2am Won't be invited back again Whole night on autopilot Climb in bed with your girlfriend (Boon): I like my beats like I like my bitches Filthy, but rich as shit And my rhymes, well I hit em with the G-g-g-g-g-g - glitches When I'm on another level, feel like a Simpson Evergreen Terrace, that's where we're living In a state of loners, stoners, boarders, quarters, hoarders Flip them quarters Let's have a drink tonight Get lit brighter that the rave lights Throwing out raps make sure it fits right; Smoking up blunts; roll that shit tight Say, "Roll that shit tight!" Now that I'm sure that you heard these words I'm a hit the dance floor and do the worm Aerial kick, now it's your turn I'm a call your mom fat and just say, "Burn!" (2bit): I'm blacking out in here again This party's barely started and its only 2am Won't be invited back again Whole night on autopilot Climb in bed with your girlfriend (Osc): We're gonna have some fun Gonna get fucked up Need a sippy cup cause I spilled my punch (Boon & Osc): Here's to the shots; Here's to the beers Here's to the cup that I filled with Everclear Oh dear, better show no fear Booze flow like a faucet But where are your morals I don't know, I guess I lost it Cause ever since we got caught up with this pop shit We started to bring the hotness Now we got everyone's heads knockin And off the topic I need another drink Who cares what others thinK they can clean my sink After the after party when the puke turns pink Damn, that's disgusting But you know something, it's been a damn good night the chicks were right, and the lines were white, and the lights were bright And I didn't even have to get in a fight (2bit): I'm blacking out in here again This party's barely started and its only 2am Won't be invited back again Whole night on autopilot Climb in bed with your girlfriend This party's WHAT? This party's wild Don't break it, baby just shake it Stay naked 'til we all kicked out

(Boon): I used to listen to the Sex Pistols, bumped em in the tape deck Same with Op Ivy and the Rancid mix Thanks to the bigger brother turn me on to music I swear I'll never abuse it, unless I'm on my battle tip Started with the Dr. Octagon, the paramedic fetus of the East Until I bumped Tribe with some Biggie beats I tried Snoop, the capital S oh yes, so fresh N-double-O-P D-O-double-G And now I just flex when I grab my own mic Yeah I hold that shit tight cause they just some men that's on the mic, right? While Warren G was regulating, & Pac was wearing chains While Dre was speculating that you fools are perpetrating I never tried the purp, Bun B knew its worth and that's why hip-hop will have ruined this earth (Ocho): Well it was just my imagination; Running away with me; And if it wasn't for The soul, the punk, the jam, the funk! Then we would never be one big family (Osc): He said don't push me cause I'm close; Grandmaster "What would you like to order?", she was asking, I said, "Ba ba ba, I want to be sedated!" They had us hammer dancing in the play pen The first rap cd that I had was Mobb Deep (Infamous) But it was my father who brought hip-hop to me My mother loved Bonnie Raitt in the bar at the jukebox, looking for a song to play What was I looking at? Girls I'm just a poor boy, enamorated with the sound of your voice Alicia Keys really speak to me Peep the frequency, 313 ask about a sweet emcee California girl with a Pekinese travel to Albuquerque to flirt with me and Grieves Can't devy Rhymesayers inspired majors Get your ice cream high, 5 flavors! (Ocho): Well it was just my imagination; Running away with me; And if it wasn't for The soul, the punk, the jam, the funk! Then we would never be one big family La la la la la la la la la la la da Lyrics copyright 2011 Are You Serious