Art Is Where The Home Is [DELUXE EDITION]

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From his early beginnings, Substantial with Nujabes (Rest in Peace) and now Marcus D and others, has continuously made some of the most inspirational tracks in Hip Hop. His latest project, 'Art Is Where The Home Is' is a collection of remixes & live versions of songs from his critically acclaimed Mello Music Group debut, 'Home Is Where The Art Is' which was executive produced by Oddisee. This fresh, mellow take on HIWTAI features production by his Bop Alloy partner, Marcus D, Japan's Haruka Nakamura, Deacon The Villain of CunninLynguists, DMV producers, Sean Toure', Jsoul & The Other Guys, Jazz Hop producer duo A June & J Beat & Jackson, Mississippi's 5-D.

'Art Is...' also features Sound of the City, a live band based in DC who Substantial frequently collaborates with. They provide lush live interpretations of See Hear & Check My Resume. The previously unreleased, yU of Diamond District produced track 'Lost Lost' features Jsoul and finds Substantial doing what he does best: wax poetics over a dark piano and gritty drums.

AIWTHI is a slightly more chilled reimagining of 'Home Is Where The Art Is' but if you're a Substantial fan, it's more of what you love. It is available digitally on Bandcamp, iTunes & Amazon and available on CD as an import via Japan's Rockwell Product Shop.

Listen to and/or purchase the original album here:
mellomusicgroup.bandcamp.com/album/home-is-where-the-art-is

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released March 5, 2014

Executive Producers: Substantial & Takumi Koizumi

Mastered by Substantial

All vocals recorded at Mr. Robinson’s Neighborhood Studio, Baltimore, MD. Except for featured artists on tracks 2, 6, & 9. ‘See Hear’ recorded at The Boiler Room, Seat Pleasant, MD.

Package Design by Stan B. Robinson
Cover Illustration & Tags by JunctionXXI
Cover Photo by Eddie B. Tombs IV
All other photos taken by Kathleen Ramos

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Track Name: Resilient (Marcus D Remix)
VERSE 1
The television say that I'm suppose to be a crook
The message is the same on every station that I look
Gonna hide something from me they say put it in a book
'Cause that's the last place that a simpleton would look
But sorry to disappoint, never been to the clink
Known to kill shit, just not the way that you think
And not afraid to do just that, I ain't stupid
Some get brain then act scared to use it
That there is foolish
You've got me mistaken
Got too much love to waste my life hatin'
Suppose to rhyme about the money I be makin'
Dessert chef stee, my G, strictly cakin'
But if I did that then clearly I'd be fakin'
Instead I rhyme about the difference I be makin'
Suppose to be a rapper, I'm an MC
You'd be one too if you knew your history
We went from toastin', boastin', to loafin'
Pioneers pissed that they left the door open.
We're suppose to make them proud. I still plan to
By kicking all these lame men out, Substantial's
Suppose to be a quitter and absentee father
But I figure what's more precious than my daughter
Nada! Develop her mind so she's smarter
And destined to do great things like her father!

HOOK
Speak about it
Then I be about it
Where would I be without it
Brilliant!

Speak about it
Then I be about it
Where would I be without it
Resilient!

VERSE 2
I'm suppose to be homeless
Slept on the floors of my brothers, no Jonas
So I... ain't... thinkin' 'bout opponents
Went from the couch surfer to an homeowner
Where I'm from that's called progress
I'm the truth indeed I plead no contest
I'm suppose to be a thief no conscious
Only stole the show at sold out concerts
And never sold any kinda
Contraband to no man. No ganja
Don't let the locks fool ya, y'all got me twisted
No sice, no stereotype, no statistic!
Shape up or ship out in this game
Take a little off the top, go against the grain
And keep my cuts bold, refuse to be faded
But when your green's light you're usually jaded

HOOK

VERSE 3
I'm suppose to be a failure
But I catch breaks
Like a breath of fresh air and the snare's my inhaler
Brought a brother back when I should've been silenced
I'm suppose to be a victim of gun violence
Thrice!
But my spirits defiant
The earth gave birth to a sun with a vibrant
Light!
But my heart should be black
Overcompensating for everything that I lack
In fact I'm the polar opposite of that
But they act like I only play sports and sell crack
And/Or rap I can be that and much more
Came a long way though they tried to leave me cut short
Hard work pays, what I need luck for?
Guess I was suppose to be scared of a shut door
Can't halt my train of thoughts conductor
Express lines nonstop when tracks cut off.

HOOK
Track Name: Make Up Sex (Deacon The Villain Remix) feat. Deacon The Villain & Steph, The Sapphic Songstress
VERSE 1
Damn, what I do? (What?)
Why you pissed at me?
Ahh man, true. (Oh!)
It does look crappy.
Is it that serious, 'cause you hella steamed
I try to get it right but you always intervene.
Besides, you know I had a long day.
My bad for putting the onesie on the wrong way.
And no, I didn't smell her diaper.
(You smell that shit in the air?) Well, I might've.
But eh baby why waste a good evening.
You know you shouldn't yell like hell when she's sleeping.
Besides, when you're pissed the shits sexy.
And I wanna kiss those lips so just let me...
Make it up to you and give you something to smile 'bout.
'Cause it's a waste of energy to fuss and wild out.
Afterwards, you bite my lip and say that I'm bad
It's so good I might intentionally start making you mad
But eh...

HOOK (Deacon The Villian)
Baby let me make it up...
...to you!
I’ll do it while I’m making love... alright
...to you, you, baby!

VERSE 2
My bad, I know I'm late again
Had another show and I know that you hate it when
I ain't on time, said 1, didn't make it in
'Til quarter pass 3, new couch, time to break it in
Either that or lay in the bed with your back to me
But actually, that doesn't sound bad to me!
Don't be mad at me, I hate it when you're holding out
You ain't gotta front, if you're mad why'd you poke it out.
Threaten me with a good time, bet I show up
With a loaded gun like don't move it's a hold up
And do hard time for my crimes of passion
Things slip your mind when it's time for action
Recline, relax and accept my apology
As long as it takes them to fix the economy
At least let a brother slide with a warning
And you can tell me how I ain't shit in the morning
'til then...

HOOK

BRIDGE

(Steph, The Sapphic Songstress)
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Track Name: Check My Resumé‎ (5-D Remix) feat. DJ Jav
VERSE 1
Name: Substantial, Address: Nunya!
Baltimore resident, but people know I'm from the...
County where the Prince is a G, it's no wonder
That even in the dead of winter, the block is live as summer
Where dudes got that work, but I'm ji' mo' selective
Pass the line that is second you will find my objective
I'm seeking a position that will further my development
While fattening my pockets 'cause I don't rhyme for the hell of it
You need my work experience and past employers?
I'm down with QN5. Former U.V. Ink owner
And I use to be with Hyde Out and the late great Nujabes
Wherever I go my motto's "Be great do your best"
Responsible for making sure that we stay stupid fresh
Locally and globally while they help me get these groceries
And keep the fam eatin', I keep the fans fiendin'
And hit them with the potency of a professional, dope MC
You know it's me!

HOOK
Can't speak for these other guys but
You can check my resume man, I'm qualified yep
Why would I lie bruh, (Nobody as fresh as this
Hit man for higher, check my references!)
Can't speak for these other guys but
You can check my resume man, I'm certified yep
You can put’em high up, (Nobody as fresh as this
Hit man for higher, check my references!)

VERSE 2
I should be your 1st pick, long before the second interview
3rd LP's a 4 out of 5 minimum
Even with short pockets stood taller than Sentinel
Drive is uncanny, not your average individual
You'd think I graduated from the Xavier Institute
But School of Hard Knocks is where I took my classes
Where I got my Master of Ceremony tactics
My Poor Righteous Teachers taught me to make only classics
You may know me as this Educator and a Vocalist
Who the hell you know's a Team Player and a Soloist
Can dress to impress but I'm fly when I'm plain
Too thorough, if I quit you would hire me again
So fire him if he lame I've come for what's mine
Work around the clock so I can keep up with the times
Since elementary I flipped a dub from a dime
While they get the pink slip I get the W-9

HOOK

VERSE 3
I'm the man for the job, while these slackers do jobs for the man
Knowing that it blows, sometimes it's involving their hands
They are really hoes. Don't you want a person with integrity
Setting goals, tailored for success, you can measure me
On my accolades and my skill in the field of rhyme
Future so bright, man, for real, leave you feeling blind
Plottin' chart toppin while I chill and I'm killin' time
Skills gettin' better but they still ain't as ill as mine
Don't take my word here's some references to check up with
You can call the Gods, UAU is who they represent
Holla at Odd, he made the beat the I mettle wit'
Or Tone & PackFM because my famm is extended trick
Call my peeps Marcus D if you want that better shit
Me & my bre-th-ren... stick together like a pair of tits
Call Kool Herc & Busy Bee, I ain't arrogant
But here's a quick reminder just in case it still ain't evident, yo!

HOOK
Track Name: Make Believe (Black Sinatra Remix)
VERSE
Where everything's fair, people live without care
Unless it's coupled with health, we would all share the wealth
Where our planet won't melt, don't like the hand you were delt
It's no biggie for real, you just tell them re-deal
And you'd learn how to play your cards right from the day
You saw light and could make it alright anyway
Your life would be great so all I gotta say
I can dream, can't I?!
Where my daughter could play and there's no possible way
She could be kidnapped or raped or even hit by a stray
Where relationships last like my grandparents
And nobody is glass, you know, transparent
Unbreakable soul, we'd be great as a whole
Unafraid to be bold till we're taking control
Even making our goals but it's fake, yeah I know!
I can dream, can't I?!

HOOK
I'ma speak on it
Then come up with a plot, give it all I got then sleep on it
And I just might pray before I rest I say
Amen. Yeah. (I can dream, can't I?!)

VERSE 2
Where you wouldn't need drugs to get rid of your pain
All you need is love would be more than a saying
We would value our people and not the money they earn
We'd never stop growing always looking for something to learn
And our women would know that their scalp ain't something to burn
You were beautiful long before you were fuckin' with perms
Tummy tucks, implants and such
Girl... I can dream, can't I?!
Where there's only crabs on your plate or in the sea
Then maybe I wouldn't have bastards hatin' on me
Where hate don't exist and happiness thrives
Where we struggle much less and live happier lives
We'd believe in ourselves like we believe in God
Wouldn't be up in jail life wouldn't be this hard
I know this dream is far fetched, I guess
But... I can dream, can't I?!

HOOK

VERSE 3
Where people stop wishin' and start completing their mission
Where we all would teach fishin' always eager to listen
Where the industries stable and people pay you your fee
Then maybe I would be able to do this youth work for free
Where there's no need for a center for Alternative Learning
And the teachers would be worthy of the money they're earning
Better education, constant elevation
I can dream, can't I?!
I work toward it everyday so I can make you see
The world I'm talking about ain't just gotta be make believe
So whenever you decide to do more than complain
Maybe the world would change instead of more of the same
Children in horrible pain, floss without any AIM
Lost, trying to maintain cause their family's lame
They need some dedication even a better nation
I can dream, can't I?!

HOOK
Track Name: Neighborhood Watch (The Other Guys Remix) feat. Acem (of Gods'Illa)
Yeah
Yeah
These are the people in my neighborhood.
In my neighborhood, in my neigh-bor-hood!
These are the people in my neighborhood.
In my neighborhood, in my neigh-bor-hood!
Yeah...
Algorythm what up?
Yeah!

HOOK
Things ain't what they seem
You don't know who to believe
From the preachers to thieves
You better (Watch out now!)

They wanna get what you got
Wanna be what they not
They don't know when to stop
You better (Watch out now!)

Area's on the rise
Want they slice of the pie
Got they eyes on the prize
You better (Watch out now!)

Say it one mo'gin
Better (Watch out now!)

VERSE 1 (SUBSTANTIAL)
Watch out for any half ass Muslims or a part-time Christian
Door-to-door Jehovah's Witness on a mission
Watch out for that Carry-Out Cat (whoops) Carry-Out Chicken
Any club wit’ a thug's being carried out, listen
Little later couple slugs gon' be hurried out the clip
Watch as the party goers start to scurry out quick
Watch for clean lookin chicks, in a dirty outfit
With a big Adam's apple and some hairy armpits
Better watch for them Rollas and them Scallywags
If you hit it hope you got a bag
For you end up in a body bag
Gas ain't the only rate high around here
Oooh baby I like it raw but shit, not around here (whoa!)
Uh-uh, Uh-uh (no!)
Watch out, watch out (yo!)
Push-on, push-on (go!)
Watch out for the old lady watching from the window of her crib
Hardly see her out the house but she know everybody biz

HOOK

VERSE 2 (ACEM)
While you at it better watch that new face on strip
Saw you walking to that stash spot, you ain’t slick
Keep in my mind that the pretty young woman you with
Got some cousins that know about every dollar you get
While you looking, have u seen the ingredients there?
If they fry it, you gon buy it but we need healthcare
Watching all these little boys as they grow up scared
Never of another man but of being a man
But they watching entertainers so they changing their hair
To look like theirs, my neighborhood's identity is no longer there
Done up and gentrified the streets we used to ride
Now that old popeyes is luxury highrises
So who u gon side wit? The natives or intruders
No name on that bullet in the barrel of the shooter
Cameras on the corner watching everybody movements
I hope you watch your neighborhood the way they watching you

HOOK

VERSE 3

(ACE) And the reason they aint watching, they blindfolded
Moving aimlessly, same direction they minds going
(SUB) It's a shame to see them steady fallin' and not knowing
Hit rock bottom and find'em laid out top popped open
(ACEM) Like the heat won’t stop smoking, loved ones in dire need of sleep
They just laying on the sheets with their eyes opened
(SUB) Hoping things get better but the problem won't stop growing
Difficult to carry the weight with both of your arms broken
(ACEM) Watch, cause they motives, ulterior, not spoken
the minute you're not focused, they looking your plans over
(SUB) And leaving you ran over & left for dead
Try'na get ahead, on that quest for bread
(ACEM) Then they get it and realize, the things that it won't buy
Life is a whole journey, they concerned with a joyride
(SUB) We watching at all times, from friends to foes
Novice to pros, this is how it goes, you better watch it!

HOOK
Track Name: Grateful (A June & J Beat Remix) feat. Kokayi & Kenn Starr
HOOK (Kokayi)
Hey, if somehow I find a way
Just to make through today
I will say that I'm so grateful
If I die before the break of day
There is nothing more to say
But for the time we've shared, I'm so grateful

Verse 1 (Kenn Starr)
I re-emerge back from the ashes
Born again back from the past tense
Sorta like The Passion, the backlash from them back lashes
Our future and our present and past sins wrapped in
A sacrifice, askin' myself if I'm rappin'
For the right reasons, scared cuz it seems if
A lifetime dream might be just for season
If that's the case then how am I 'sposed to leave it
Believe that I could do this forever and a day
But to God man forever is a day
So I'm set up either way,
Tryna find answers
Yeah a nigga pray, wondering if mine answered
Like gettin' a catscan and hopin' that they don't find cancer
I'm hopin' that all my fans stand up
Show me your support and tell me you still listen
Lemme know if its cool to keep it real for a minute
Let's build for a minute can anybody relate to
Being in the game strugglin' to stay faithful
Not to a lover or a significant other
But the morals instilled when you was lil' from your mother
But still it's a mother navigating through an industry
Infatuated with hatin' and friends turn to enemies
Saturated with the temptation to take a turn towards
Chasin' the fame and admiration ain't tryna burn for it

HOOK

Verse 2 (Substantial)
When my last experience has been acquired
And I arrive at the date I will expire
I hope I am surrounded by extraordinary folks that I admire
And hopefully a few that I've inspired
Nothing here is certain, except the show must end and they'll eventually close the curtain
But will my life be worthy of an encore
Or standing ovation, man I'm so gracious
Even though I put in more work than job core
Walking the line between heartfelt and hardcore
Transforming pages into little paper Concordes
So I can travel the sky before I live in it
No regrets y'all if my all's what I'm giving in it
This song ain't about what I should've did different
Just appreciatin' each moment up to this minute
This Kick, this Snare, this Bar
I'm ecstatic that I've made it this far, this heart
Could've cease to beat and I would hardly be seizing beats
Or even see my seed or greet peeps with "Peace"
I would rest in it, that's a definite
And my goal's to never quit 'til I'm a resident
Of a casket or better yet an earn
The sun will shine forever while you burn baby burn
Last words to my daughter would be learn baby learn
And make your mark
Can't break your spirit even though they might break your heart!

HOOK

OUTRO
(Substantial)
Dedicated to our family and friends
To our worldwide supporters and fans
Just had to take time to say that...
(Kokayi)
I'm so grateful!
(Substantial)
QN5 Music
Low Budget
M-Phazes
(Kokayi)
I'm so grateful
Track Name: Shit On My Lawn (A June & J Beat Remix) feat. DJ G.I. Joe
(Ah Shit!)

VERSE 1
If the grass is greener on the other side,
Then why inn the hell did you choose to come here? (Do tell!)
I am not a weakling like these other guys.
I am not frail so, just to be clear... (You'll fail!)
Your portfolio is foliage is autumn.
Pretty for a few weeks until it hit bottom.
Fetch my Leaf Blower. You might con most
With what you compose but it's mostly compost
Plant foot in your ass like I punt for a team
You bums are all thumbs but none of them green
In the jungle you're king? You're lyin', a mere dande
A Stan of Stan because I'm apt with Stanleys
Build and destroy when I find fertile ground
Aerate dirty tracks right before I put it down
Clowns spreading their manure as soon as they get in town
But I got fresh shit on my own, move along, man!

HOOK (DJ GI Joe & Substantial)
(Aww Shit)
Come on, son!
(Aww Shit)
Really?!
(Aww Shit)
You serious?
(Aww Shit)
Psh, this nigga!

VERSE 2
Listen
Better curb your dog
No mics, just vics when they carry you off
Need to respect my property for I off ya' ass
You ain't too high to read the sign, "Keep off the grass!"
Plow through shrubs Bogardin’ my yard
And you wack ass crab grass pardon the God
Dig this...
I'm underground 'til I'm top soil
Rake green w/ my team 'til our plots foiled
I don't throw dirt when the plan's to clean up
Hard labor got me looking like I ran through the sprinklers
This is my turf and I'm the landscaper
But they don't want to give me work 'cause I demand paper
Hey... could be baggin’ leaves but I hustle my art best
Plantin' seeds of wealth so we'll be eating by harvest
No doubt, in droughts I will sprout regardless
Without handouts or progress from congress
They all pest, stop buggin!

HOOK

VERSE 3
Another long day now it's back to the shed
So I can put the tools away and just relax in the bed
But the earth's secret garden is in need of tending
She leaves to freshen up and give her hedges a trimming
In a day filled with more Lowes than highs
She's miracle grow, 'round her I'm known to rise
Like the baking sun when the AM come
We make way for fun a little wake & stake
You on the other hand can't get a break as of late
Messing with rusty hoes and burning bush
Better mind your own lawn for you start the hating
'Cause it's clearly in need of some cultivating
You ain't got enough skill to be playing the field son
No balls, in fact you lack the will, son
A cut above the rest, I'm the lawnmower man
So before you try to bomb on my land think again chump!

HOOK
Track Name: See Hear (Sean Toure' Remix) feat. Steph, The Sapphic Songstress
HOOK
Yo! What you hear when you hear this?
Yo, what you see when you see me?
I hear the struggle and the hustle.
See the rumble in the jungle,
Where the trouble's never subtle
And they rush you on the double!
Yeah! So what you hear when you hear this?
Yo, what you see when you see me?
I hear my brothers on the humble
Tryin' to bubble 'fore they tumble.
See 'em take off like a shuttle
As they rise up from the rubble!

VERSE 1
First I hear cussin’, then bussin, then the sirens
And I see sufferin’ from domestic violence
But I don't hear solutions and I don't see an end near
But that's nothing new son, if you ever been here
Sometimes I hear laughter, happiness and peace
But I don't see it often, just to say the least
When I see it is awesome, always glad to hear it
And I'm proud of my people keep it up that's the spirit
But then I get some bad news death has returned
See murders not the answer but bamas never learn
Kill each other over money and pussy then see a cell
They fronting like it's nothing but from what I hear it's hell
But then I see a smile on a child making moves
Actually following through on the righteous path that they choose
When I hear that type of news, it give a brother hope
Like you serve as my muse when you're struggling to cope. So inspiring! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

HOOK

VERSE 2
Sometimes I rhyme simply to reflect the times
Hoping rhymes reach the minds of the dumb, deaf and the blind
They don't see what I see, even when it's right in front of them
I know they don't hear me though but I still got love for them
Regardless I fuck with them ‘cause that’s real unity
Remembering it starts with "U" to better our community
Because I know I'm one of them but that's not how they see me
But if you heard my whole story you wouldn't believe me
Hard to believe what you see, harder to feel what you hear
Die on your feet, no retreat, some might be killed out of fear
Then your homies spill a beer and say your name but this ain't Kwanzaa
Reminiscing on them better days while blazing ganja
Some might live longer before they act they ponder
And slow it down 'fore the fast life made 'em a goner
So we now raising glasses in your honor
Hold it down, graduating med school with honors and now we proud!

HOOK

VERSE 3
I heard'em when they told him that he'd never be nothing
Even when he told them his plan they thought he was fronting
They never saw his vision so how could they ever see him
Somehow, someway he'd give them something to believe in
Dropped a couple flows then he hit them with the CD
Rocked a couple tours then he popped up on the TV
Hear'em in surround sound, see the man in 3D
Now they got their hands out beggin' him like feed me
Never finished college but the step to him like teach me
This was long before any of y'all listen to Yeezy
Look at him you'll see me, can you hear me now?
Been building myself up so no one can tear me down. Even now...
Got my eyes wide, ears sharp, finger on the pulse
Use my voice for express delivery straight to your thoughts
However I observe it, whether I seen or heard it
Always find a way to word it, for certain, til the picture's perfect fa'sho, eh!

HOOK
Track Name: The Verge (Haruka Nakamura Remix) feat. Steph, The Sapphic Songstress
VERSE 1
Him and his wife stuck together for the kids right?
But the situation's left hand dap, it ain't right.
They argue and pick fights, noon to midnight.
Hopefully these verbal exchanges don't lead to fist fights.
He says to himself he want to get this right
But the voice in his head is softer than Brian McKnight's
He wanna max well, that failed in spite
Of a gallant effort and a plethora of insight, which might
Be the reason he ain't slept in 6 nights
Now a bottle of brown liquor is his vice
Things continue to go wrong with Miss Right
Damn, this ain't what he had planned... for his life
Stares deep into the mirror and dislikes
The man staring back at him now he wish life
Would just come to an end, he should think twice
No turning back when that last breath leave you windpipe
The Devil's a lie and he will entice you
When you feel real low and your shit's tight too
Your fire and desire becomes a dim light
Now each day he pray something that’ll ignite
And spark his soul once again despite
The recent challenges he's facing are a bit trife
Meanwhile he sending better days am invite
So close to the edge, soon to be in-flight. Hold on!

HOOK (Steph)
He's on the verge
And I see that she's on the verge
And it seems that we on the verge
Damn we're so (close to the edge)
REPEAT HOOK

VERSE 2
Sometimes I even feel like it's easier to exit
And I understand why so many brothers jetted
When life's hell hard to tell when you're blessed
Can't have a testimony until you're tested
And for me and my siblings who are a sextet
We've received death threats even been molested
Running most of our lives ain't get to rest yet
Like us beating the odds is our best bet
And as a teen almost got a youngin pregnant
Livin' fast chasin' that ass unprotected
Lame trying to get in the game with no helmet
Fool trying to be cool and smoother than velvet
It was suggested that I go get tested
Thankfully, I'm negative that's what the test said
Attitude's positive the opposite of wretched
Cut off what's killing me like Grand Daddy left leg
What the Blood clot?! Family ties with red thread
Bloodline hold me together whenever faced by the dreaded
Man this wicked world is so infested
With roaches and rats, suckers with gats dead set
On leaving bullets embedded in your head set
This the main world I known since I used to bed wet
Up's where we're headed
Give a brother credit
I maintain and ain't fall of the edge yet. Give thanks.

HOOK

BRIDGE

HOOK
Track Name: Love Lost feat. Jsoul
HOOK
Better to have loved
And to have lost
Then never to have loved at all
(At all)
Then never to have loved at all
(At all)
Then never to have loved at all
(At all)
REPEAT HOOK

VERSE
My heart's been exposed shattered and kicked
(Kicked)
Punched and ripped torn apart and stitched
(Stitched)
Battered and bruised but eventually healed
(Healed)
Might've been abused but it's never been killed
(Killed)
My heart beats still
(Still)
Like an infinite kick drum
Without it I'm ill
(Ill)
And feindin' to get some
Some of that...
.... (Yeah!)
Dopeness (Ya'dig!)
Trying to hide the pain with a dose of the****
Closer I get the more that it burns
But I don't know **** the lesson I learned
Let go of it but it always returns
So hard to quit got your fam and friends concerned
Do it all again but change a thing or two
But not play the blame game that's kinda lame to do
I'm the same as you
A little scared to jump
And put yourself out there you don't want to be punked
You,
Wanna be loved
You,
Wanna be claimed
By someone you trust until you're one in the same
Only those who ain't had it believe there's nothing to gain
Others are more like addicts fiendin' for wonderful pain
Over the years it's clear I belong to the latter
And you can hear my tears as they fall and they splatter
We shout like Tears for Fears over things that don't matter
Though my heart has been tattered and scattered it can be gathered

HOOK

JsouL
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Love, Lost
Track Name: See Hear (Live at the Boiler Room) feat. Sound of the City
HOOK
Yo! What you hear when you hear this?
Yo, what you see when you see me?
I hear the struggle and the hustle.
See the rumble in the jungle,
Where the trouble's never subtle
And they rush you on the double!
Yeah! So what you hear when you hear this?
Yo, what you see when you see me?
I hear my brothers on the humble
Tryin' to bubble 'fore they tumble.
See 'em take off like a shuttle
As they rise up from the rubble!

VERSE 1
First I hear cussin’, then bussin, then the sirens
And I see sufferin’ from domestic violence
But I don't hear solutions and I don't see an end near
But that's nothing new son, if you ever been here
Sometimes I hear laughter, happiness and peace
But I don't see it often, just to say the least
When I see it is awesome, always glad to hear it
And I'm proud of my people keep it up that's the spirit
But then I get some bad news death has returned
See murders not the answer but bamas never learn
Kill each other over money and pussy then see a cell
They fronting like it's nothing but from what I hear it's hell
But then I see a smile on a child making moves
Actually following through on the righteous path that they choose
When I hear that type of news, it give a brother hope
Like you serve as my muse when you're struggling to cope. So inspiring! Yeah, yeah, yeah!

HOOK

VERSE 2
Sometimes I rhyme simply to reflect the times
Hoping rhymes reach the minds of the dumb, deaf and the blind
They don't see what I see, even when it's right in front of them
I know they don't hear me though but I still got love for them
Regardless I fuck with them ‘cause that’s real unity
Remembering it starts with "U" to better our community
Because I know I'm one of them but that's not how they see me
But if you heard my whole story you wouldn't believe me
Hard to believe what you see, harder to feel what you hear
Die on your feet, no retreat, some might be killed out of fear
Then your homies spill a beer and say your name but this ain't Kwanzaa
Reminiscing on them better days while blazing ganja
Some might live longer before they act they ponder
And slow it down 'fore the fast life made 'em a goner
So we now raising glasses in your honor
Hold it down, graduating med school with honors and now we proud!

HOOK

VERSE 3
I heard'em when they told him that he'd never be nothing
Even when he told them his plan they thought he was fronting
They never saw his vision so how could they ever see him
Somehow, someway he'd give them something to believe in
Dropped a couple flows then he hit them with the CD
Rocked a couple tours then he popped up on the TV
Hear'em in surround sound, see the man in 3D
Now they got their hands out beggin' him like feed me
Never finished college but the step to him like teach me
This was long before any of y'all listen to Yeezy
Look at him you'll see me, can you hear me now?
Been building myself up so no one can tear me down. Even now...
Got my eyes wide, ears sharp, finger on the pulse
Use my voice for express delivery straight to your thoughts
However I observe it, whether I seen or heard it
Always find a way to word it, for certain, til the picture's perfect fa'sho, eh!

HOOK