It's a Burning City Skyline (Gani B) Baby I love fire Baby I love ash Honey burnt that city Now hit that gas Baby I love fire Baby I love ash Honey burnt that city Now hit that gas I've never ever seen such a sight (sight) As my city burning deep into the night (night) So baby won't you meet me by that light (light) They live and let die and now I write (write) I've never ever seen such a sight (sight) As my city burning deep into the night (night) So baby won't you meet me by that light (light) They live and let die and now I write (write)

I WAS TOLD HUSTLE HARDER THROUGH THE WEAPONS AND THE ARMOR GIVE A MESSAGE, GET EM’ STARTED MAKE EM’ SMARTER, GET EM’ FARTHER MAKE EM’ SEE SOME SUNLIGHT LET EM’ FEEL THEY DONE RIGHT STILL FIGHTING THAT GOOD FIGHT STILL WRITING THAT TRUE LIFE MIDWEST MAN JUST A RIGHT TO MY BONE TWIN CITIES FAM MAKE MY MUSIC FOR MY HOME INFLUENCED BY THE GRAF AND PEOPLE UNDER THE BRIDGE THIS MUSIC COMES FROM GREY DAYS AND BEING BORED AS LITTLE KIDS FROM THE STAINED TRAINS FACTORIES SMOKE STACKS THAT KEEP PASSING ME WHERE CRIME IS BLOCK BY BLOCK EVERY ONE HERE IS FAMILY WHERE WORKING AIN’T CHOICE IT’S THE PRIDE IN YOUR STEP WHETHER PUSHING ALL THAT WHITE OR PUSHING PAPER BEHIND DESKS WHERE CHURCH IS EVERY SUNDAY AND MOSQUE IS EVERY FRIDAY ALL SUMMER IS THE WEEKEND EVERY WINTER HERE IS FREEZING I WAS TOLD TO BE PROUD OF ALL THE THINGS THAT I’VE DONE NOT OF THE PLACE THAT I’M FROM BUT FROM THE STATION OF ONE I WAS TOLD TO BE HUMBLE PRACTICAL IN ALL MATTERS GOD ONLY KNOWS WHY I CHOSE TO BECOME A RAPPER EGO IS THE EVIL THAT REAPS THE WORST OF MY DREAMS I CAN HIDE IN MY PRIDE BUT I CAN’T HIDE FROM ME THERE'S A LOT UNDERGROUND MCs GO AHEAD AND CHOOSE ONE THEY ALL SAY THEY PUSH WEIGHT BUT EVERY WORD I GOT TWO TON I’M THE REAL DEAL WITH BILL McNEAL I’LL ALWAYS TELL THE TRUTH WEATHER HARD TO TAKE HARD TO FAKE I WAS MADE TO MAKE YOU MOVE I WAS BORN AND BRED WITH WORDS I WAS HANDED DOWN THE NERVE TO MAKE A WORLD OF MY OWN WITH JUST THESE NOUNS AND VERBS I’VE BEEN HUNTING FOR A MEANING SOMETHING TO PUT TO THE MUSIC A SIMPLE RHYME TO CHANGE THE TIMES AND I’LL LET YOU USE IT I WAS TOLD COME FRESH DRAPED UP IN SUNDAYS BEST I WAS TOLD I WAS BLESSED I TATTOOED A TARGET ON MY CHEST GO AHEAD BIG MAN TAKE AIM IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE BUT IT TAKES TWO MAKE CHANGE ONE FOR THE MIC ONE FOR THE BEAT ONE FOR THE HYPE ONE FOR THE HEAT ONE FOR THE ANGEL CAST IN ALL OF MY DREAMS ONE FOR MY PEOPLE ONE FOR ME TWO FOR THE LOVE TWO FOR THE FIGHT TWO FOR THE BLOOD TWO FOR THE RIGHT TWO FOR THE DEVILS CAST IN ALL OF MY DREAMS TWO FOR MY PEOPLE TWO FOR ME

THEY WALK WITH CLEAR LUNCH BOXES THROUGH THE MEN ASKING TO DO GOOD DEEDS AND YOU CAN SEE THE MONEY WITH IN MEN WITH PALE CIRCLES AROUND THEIR RING FINGER PAY HUNDREDS DOLLARS FOR A PLACE WHERE LOVE LINGERS HE STILL BARES HER NAME ON THE SIDE OF HIS NECK SHE STILL HAS HIS TAG TATTOOED ABOVE HER BREAST THEY STILL HOLD THE BLAME FOR WHAT THE OTHER ONE SAID A BROKEN HEART A BROKEN DREAM A BROKEN HOME A BROKEN HEAD THAT MAN THAT SITS ON HIS PORCH THROUGH ALL SEASONS MUMBLING AND HACKING DRINKING, SMOKING AND WHEEZING THE ONE THAT SPEAKS TO LIVING GHOSTS FROM FAR AWAY USED TO HAVE KIDS, A WOMEN MAN HE USED TO HAVE IT MADE AND THAT YOUNG WOMAN CARRYING A BABY TO THE BUS STOP GOT A MAN IN THE DESERT FIGHTING TERROR IN THE IRAQ IT’S BEEN A YEAR SINCE HE SEEN HIS DAUGHTER CATCHING SHRAPNEL IN THE CITY OF SADR Me and you lying on the tracks Don’t know if love will come back God would you take care of us Oh this love is dangerous Love is Dangerous, this love this love ROSES ON GREYHOUND SHE'S WAITING AT THE STATION THEIR BOTH BEING PATIENT FOR THEIR FINAL DESTINATION I’VE FOUND MY LOVE IN THE SOME OF THE STRANGEST PLACES AS IT SHIFTS THROUGH THE MOODS AND DIFFERENT FACES GUN FLASHES IN THE DARK A GREEN EYED REVENGE THE SUN SPLASHES ON THE CAR AS THEY FALL DEEPER IN STRANDED IN A FEELING AND WE’RE LOOSING OUR FRIENDS A GIRL GRIPS HIS FACE A TEENAGE WAKE A TRAGIC END WE WRAP HEART IN PLASTIC PUT SOME CHOCOLATE IN THE CENTER WE GET SO HIGH WE WANNA DIE WHEN THE OTHER ENTERS AND THIS BED IS COLD LONELY WITH OUT QUEEN IN THE DARK OF THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT SHE NEEDS ME LOVE’LL MAKE YOU HATE EACH OTHER LOVE’LL MAKE YOU HAPPY LOVE’LL MAKE YOU NEED THE OTHER LOVE’LL START US UP A FAMILY LOVE’LL MAKE YOU CRY INSIDE LOVE’LL MAKE US SMILE WIDE LOVE’LL BE THE REASON WHY WE NEVER SEEM TO DIE LOVE

TINY LITTLE PILLS BLUE AND WHITE I TAKE TWO EVERY MORNING TO MAKE IT THROUGH THE NIGHT USED TO TAKE ONE THAN I TRIED TO TAKE MY LIFE SO THE DOC DOUBLED THE DOSE NOW I FEEL ALRIGHT COMATOSE BABY SUSPENDED IN STATIC NO HIGHS NO LOWS JUST A NUMBING OF MY MANIC PANIC STILL COMES AND DRUMS AGAINST MY CHEST FEELS LIKE A STROKE AND STEALS AWAY MY BREATH MY HANDS ALWAYS SHAKING FROM THE MEDICATION SO I SMOKE SQUARES FOR A SMOOTH SENSATION I CAN’T BE YOUR PATIENT I DON’T WANNA BE CURED YOU KEEP LOOKING AT THE CLOCK I CAN’T TAKE YOU AT YOUR WORD AND MISS MISERY SHE TREATS ME RIGHT I’D RATHER MAKE LOVE TO HER THAN SEE ANY LIGHT IF YOU ONLY KNEW I SPOKE TO GOD LAST NIGHT LYING ON THE FLOOR HE TOLD ME TO HOLD TIGHT DETACH ALL THESE PEOPLE WANNA MAKE ME BAD STEAL MY GRAYS AND BLUES AND BLAME MY DAD THEY PUT ME ON PILLS AND MAKE ME RAMBLE THEY SAY THAT THEY LOVE ME AS IF THAT'S MY HANDLE "ON SCALE OF ONE TO TEN HOW BAD DO YOUR WANT YOUR LIFE TO END ARE YOU GONNA MAKE IT UNTIL NEXT WEEK IF YOU CAN’T WELL...WILL YOU PLEASE CALL ME?" I’M IN LOVE WITH BLADE STUCK IN PLACE I DON’T EVER WANT TO LEAVE I DON’T EVER WANT TO FACE JUST LET ME BE JUST LET ME BREATH I CHAINED UP TO BE ALONE AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA MY HEART MAY BE MISSING MY SOUL MAY BE TWISTED BUT MY MIND IS MIND IS GIFTED RHYMES GET EM' LIFTED AND IF YOU ONLY KNEW GOD SPOKE TO ME LAST NIGHT SHAKING ON THE FLOOR HE TOLD ME TO HOLD TIGHT

Oh don't you know me? I've been waiting here a long time Hustlers saying "this winter's gonna be a long grind" Yes I'm fine Gimmie a minute to unwind I feel as if my chances go like daddy in the summer time Said my mind was gifted Got em' lifted Liked my diction They insisted I persisted Said they listen This time But... Every word was fiction I got pissed and Fuck every one of my rhymes Every one of your lies I wish my passion would die Fuck fire, I'm ice, I'm nice, I'm right Now say it Fuck my music Fuck fame, no gain, yes shame, got brains? Now say it Fuck my music Fuck underground and mainstream Now say it Fuck my music Fuck rock, pop, emo and hip hop Now say it Fuck my music As yet another sun sets on this dreamless day I create melodies for run and castaways I have yet to claim this man made name Just burn city skyline burn, burn, burn "Let me be your pusher man Being isn't enough (Don Royal) Life's got you in the cross hairs Dreaming and seeing it (Don Royal)" Don Royal Welcome to my kingdom Where we like to bring drums And knock em' like we dumb Lost our heads guillotine Midwest is where we from Twin Cities we're genius Breath fire like phoenix Monster, muscle, gasoline Music is like Jesus messiah it leads us It will never leave us Word for Word still a team? Back at it like reruns My attic is dreams up New havoc and we bump Knock-o-matic speakers bleed Heavy is the head that wears the crown I stay up on em' hard I guarantee I wear em' down Hit the ground running but we never run around Innovative, creative and yes I make it pound Spottieottiedopaliscious baby listen how I'm floating through your speaker when I'm creeping through your town Open from the minute that the metronome bounce To the last second that the song makes a sound Listen to it curve In and out your curvatures Encouragement feel the urge Music swerving through you nerves Let me be your pusher man Don Royal this is my time Build the music city they shall come and burn the skyline Dro'

FILM STRIPS ON A EDIT ROOM FLOOR GRAINY BLACK AND WHITE AND FULL OF GORE SO THEY SOWED EACH FRAME TO FRAME TO FRAME NOT KNOWING ANY STORY NOT KNOWING OUR NAMES AND I PRESENT TO YOU OUR OWN LITTLE MOVIE NO PLOT, NO SOUND JUST IMAGES ALLUDING AND THEY GATHER ROUND THE FLICKER AND LIGHT WATCHING THE END OF ALL OUR LIVES SCENE 1 IN THE BACK CAPRICE CLASSIC SMOKING MARLBORO REDS AND FEELING MASSIVE NO ONES ON THE STREET SUNDAY AFTERNOON LIGHT GREY SKIES AND A DAYTIME MOON SO WE CRUISE AS IF GAS WERE FREE NOT SPEAKING A WORD LISTENING TO THE BREEZE THE GRASS IS GONE BENEATH THE SKELETON TREES EVERY HOUSE IS IN THE SHADE EVERY THOUGHT IS IN ME SCENE 2 PASS BY PASS TIME SMOKING RILLO SKIN NOT REALLY GETTING HIGH JUST MELTING INTO THE BACK SEAT THE WAY I FELT WHEN MAMA SLAPPED ME HAPPY TO BE ON MY OWN BUT STILL MISSING HOME SAYING WE ARE MEN BUT WE STILL AIN’T GROWN NOW THE SUNS OUTTA SIGHT BUT YOU CAN TELL IT’S SETTING I WANNA TAKE FLIGHT THE FEELING BECOMES MORE PRESSING ABANDONED STREETS DRESSED IN TAGS THEY THIS CITY SLEEPS AT A VERY SLOW DRAG ERIE CHURCH’S WITH CANDLE LIGHT BLEEDING THROUGH THE STONE AND INTO THE NIGHT THE MEN ARE MISSING FACES ASKING FOR CHANGE DRESSED AS SHADOWS HANGING FROM THEIR RAGS EVERY STOP LIGHT BURNS GREEN FOR OUR PASSING AS WE ROLL SILENT THROUGH THE HILLS AND TRAPS AND (I MEANT TO SAY SCENE 3 HERE BUT FORGOT) WE UNDERPASS RIGHT NEXT TO THE RIVER WE ROLL THROUGH A STOP TO MEET SOME KILLERS AS THEY CRASH IN TO THE LARGE FRONT HOOD SPINNING REAL FAST THRASHED AGAINST FAKE WOOD AND GLASS COMES WITH THE FURY OF GOD I SPEAK OUT HIS NAME AS IF I AM NOT FLAWED AND ALL SEE IS A BURNING CITY SKYLINE AND I GOTTA THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME, THANK YOU THANK YOU (GANZOBEAN)

I NEVER NEEDED COLLEGE TO FIND MYSELF NEVER NEEDED ANY LIQUOR TO UNWIND MYSELF NEVER NEEDED AN EXCUSE TO ACT REAL STUPID I TAKE WHAT I’VE DONE IN FUTURE I’LL USE IT NEVER NEEDED GUNS TO PROTECT MY NECK NEVER NEEDED ANY NUN TO TEACH ME RESPECT WHEN I CASH THESE LUNGS GOD’LL CASH MY CHECK WITH A SMILE HUNG I’LL EXCEPT MY DEATH NEVER NEEDED CASH TO MAKE LIFE GOOD BUT I COULD USE A LITTLE TO PAY WHAT I SHOULD NEVER SOLD ROCK NEVER EVEN SOLD WEED BUT WHEN FUNDS ARE LOW IT DOES INTEREST ME NEVER BEEN A PIMP OR PLAYER AND SUCH NEVER BEEN REAL HARD, THUGGED OUT OR TOUGH NEVER BEEN LOCKED UP NEVER GOT HER KNOCKED UP NEVER I HAVE I BEEN SOME ONE NOT SON GROW UP LIVE LOVE GET TOUGH THAT'S ENOUGH YEAH I’M HAPPY WHERE I’M AT GROW UP LIVE LOVE GET TOUGH THAT'S ENOUGH YEAH I’M HAPPY WHERE I’M AT I’VE ALWAYS NEEDED GOD OR SOME TYPE OF HIGHER POWER THEY IT SAY MAKES ME WEAK THEY SAY IT MAKES ME COWARD BUT BELIEVING IN SOMETHING YOU CAN’T SEE BUT FEEL AN UNTOUCHABLE PLACE THAT’S MUCH MORE THAN REAL I’VE ALWAYS NEEDED LOVE A LOT MORE THAN MOST A GOOD WOMAN WHO IS HAPPY TO BE CLOSE SHE’S REAL GOOD LOOKING AND BELIEVES IN HOPE AND SHE’S ALWAYS COOKING BUT IT’S COOL IF SHE DON’T I’VE ALWAYS NEEDED FRIENDS THAT ARE MORE LIKE FAMILY EVEN WHEN I’M STUPID THEY UNDERSTAND ME ALL COLORS AND CLASSES TO KEEP ME GROUNDED I DON’T GOT HOMIES I GOT BROTHERS SURROUNDING I’VE ALWAYS NEEDED MUSIC SOME TYPE OF SOUND ONE THAT CAN PICK ME UP OR CAN LAY ME DOWN I’VE ALWAYS NEEDED SOME KIND OF PEACE HELL…I GOT A LOT MORE THAN WHAT I NEED GROW UP LIVE LOVE GET TOUGH THAT'S ENOUGH YEAH YEAH I’M HAPPY WHERE I’M AT GROW UP LIVE LOVE GET TOUGH THAT’S ENOUGH YEAH YEAH I’M HAPPY WHERE I’M AT FRESH PACK SMOKES FULL TANK GAS YEAH YEAH SING YOUR HAPPY WHERE YOUR AT A PRETTY GIRL WAVES AND YOUR PASSING CLASS YEAH YEAH SING YOUR HAPPY WHERE YOUR AT FOUND LOVE EVERYONE MAKING YA LAUGH YEAH YEAH SING YOUR HAPPY WHERE YOUR AT FEELING THE DIVINE A HIGH THAT DON’T CRASH YEAH YEAH SING YOUR HAPPY WHERE YOUR AT

UNDER A SEA OF DOUBT I WRITE THESE SONGS UNDER A SKY OF GREY I BARELY HOLD ON AND AT THE BOTTOM OF THE OCEAN I SIT WATCHING BLURRY FIGURES ABOVE AS THEY SWIM I ONCE FOUND A WOMEN WHO SAID I WAS GOLD PICTURES OF US IN BLACK AND WHITE GETTING OLD I GUESS I’M GROWN NOW ON MY OWN NOW I GUESS ONLY GOD CAN LOVE ME WITH YOU STRETCHED OUT IN FRONT OF ME HONEY DIPPED SKIN YOU SAY YOU BEEN LOVING ME BUT BABY YOU CAN BE SO COLD AT TIMES IT FEELS LIKE YOU RUNNING ME AND HOW MANY NIGHTS WILL I SLEEP ALONE THINKING OF OTHER TIMES WHEN WE MADE A HOME WHEN THINGS WERE GOOD AND DADDY DID NOT ROME WHEN WE WERE BACK TO BACK NOT STONE TO STONE MAMA’S BEEN CRYING ON THE WEEKDAY NIGHTS MAMA’S BEEN LYING TO HER BABY BOY MAMA’S BEEN BROKEN CAST FROM LIGHT MAMA’S LOST THAT THAT FEELING OF JOY BURN MOTHER FUCKER THIS IS PERSONAL BURN MOTHER FUCKER THIS IS PERSONAL HELL MY BEST FRIEND WAS DEAD BEFORE HE DIED I WAS AN UNWANTED TWINKLE IN MY DADDY’S EYES AND I BEEN HIGH SINCE JUNIOR HIGH AND YES I HAVE LIED MY DEVIL IS WHISKEY AND A WOMEN WITH LONG BLACK HAIR SHE LIKES ME A LOT AND HAPPILY SITS THERE SHE WATCHES ME SLOWLY DISSIPATE AND HAS A SMIRK AT MY WAKE IT’S LATE NIGHT I’M WATCHING MY MOON ON MY LEFT ARM I HAVE IT TATTOOED AND I SING TO HER BUT SHE NEVER COMES DOWN TO POOR BOY WHO’S SUBJECT TO THE GROUND MY HOMIES SO HIGH THEY SEEN GOD’S EYES BUT THEY WENT AND SMOKED THEMSELVES BLIND FORGOT WHAT IT WAS THEY WERE TRYING TO FIND GAVE UP MY VERSION OF THE STREETS IS LITTLE LESS DRAMATIC BUT PEOPLE TO DIE WHEN CAUGHT UP IN STATIC MY RHYMES DON’T COME WITH RAZOR SHARP LINES THEY’RE LIKE A DULL KNIFES CAN YOU FEEL IT BABY BOY’S GOT BLOND HAIR AND BLUE EYES BABY BOY HAS GOT A COMPLEX BABY BOY’S GOT BROWN HAIR AND GREY EYES BABY BOY GOT THE DOCTOR UPSET