Disappear Here Album

Artist(s): L.A. Symphony

Cover Art

L.A. Symphony Disappear Here Cover Art

Tracklist

Finland (intro)

length: 0:19

L.A.! Symphony! Whoo!
L.A.! Symphony!
L.A.! Whoo! Symphony!
L.A.! Symphony! Whoo!

Timeless

length: 3:30
Dime que te gusto
Lo que escuchas
Que me quieres más
Bailas en tu soledad
Te quiero sentir
Vibrando con tus moviementos baby
No me quiero ir
Aveces me desespero
Cuando tengo este fuego
En mi corazón
El ritmo sigue entre tu y yo
No pares, pare cuando llegas
Frente a mí
Baby, do you play?
Honey, I do play
All these little love games
Prisoner to your name
Baby, do you play?
Honey, I do play
I'm a freak for you babe
Anything you say
I'm your Radio Ga Ga
Turn me up, babe
I'm Timeless
Get you to react
Replay me back
Start all over
Turn on the radio
Turn it up babe
It's Timeless
Get you to react
Replay me back
Drunk or sober
Viva tu vida, loca
Don't stop you're an All-Star hoe
Made out of gold
We are in control
Owning any floor we go
Feet so fire, we stole the show
Sabes eres más que otras
Tengo ojos para ti
How long til you come back with me?
Your fiery presence I'm addicted
Honey, I play
Honey, I'm happy
That you play
Say my name
Honey, I play
Honey, I'm happy
That you play
Say my name
I'm your Radio Ga Ga
Turn me up, babe
I'm timeless
Get you to react
Replay me back
Start all over
Turn on the radio
Turn it up babe
It's Timeless
Get you to react
Replay me back
Drunk or sober
Ohhh, don't you know me now?
My mind's zoned up into the clouds
Ohhh, unfazed by the time
Get you to react
Replay me back
Start all over
Turn on the radio
Turn it up babe
I'm Timeless
Drunk or sober
Ooo play me back
C'mon play me back
Replay, replay

Put Up or Shut Up

length: 3:20

[Sharlok Poems]
Never hold it, your tongue that is
Speak on it, tell like it is
On the ears of the deaf, let your words live
A piece of your mind with thoughts in side give

[Flynn ADAM]
And don't forget to live like this could be your last
Dance, chance, or written paragraph
So push the pedal to the metal, rock medallions if you wish
Just never underestimate the effects of death's kiss

[Sharlok Poems]
Leather bracelet on my wrist, fist bald up tight
Ready to fight the power to uphold my rights
Speak strong like Malcolm, Martin Luther, and Fredrick
End up on the triple K's next to hang list
I say this with force blow a grown man down
With two hands tearing down barriers of sound
Let the truth be found through book and voice told
As stone in raging water on your word stand bold

[Hook]
Put or shut up, lay down or get up
Push on, stand strong or give up
Say what you feel but don't say nothing
Just know that nothing will never produce something
Put or shut up, lay down or get up
Push on, stand strong or give up
Say what you feel but don't say nothing
Just know that nothing will never produce something

[Flynn ADAM]
Anything can be said, it's all in your approach
Grace is the key and it's never used by most
Neither is wisdom, we prefer to stay dumb
Entertained by idiots, and we just praise them

[Sharlok Poems]
Think or say them, good or bad words
Don't say nothing, you'll never be heard
Speak your own words, not his and hers
You’re just another mocking bird, repeating what's heard

[Flynn ADAM]
Hey I'm an oddball, a freak, an artist, a misfit
I stand out like a giant in a room full of midgets
I travel as a nomad where music is my trade
And rock in spots you've never heard and chart in CMJ
But at least I'm living outside the Matrix
Doing what I love even though I haven't made it
I'm faithful with the little, yes you reap what you sow
So here's another flyer, uh huh, another show

[Hook]

[Joey The Jerk]
Don’t be intimidated, fools try to act hard
Or cater to crybabies who’s emotionally scared
Manipulating situations, acting impatient
Put you in a corner, pointing fingers in your face
And saying anything just to get their way
Switching they pitch up, man you can’t trick me
Roll your eyes, pout, cry, throw a fit, like you’re two
I say what needs to be said even if its mean to you

Money Song

length: 3:57

Yes, Yes You don't even understand me,
What I'm going through right now
In my lifetime. Yep Yep
Show me the hey hey Yo Yo... Yo Yo
I need money but not just me but for the fam,
If I don't bring home the bacon, ya say I ain't the man
Jehovah Jira he's the great I AM
And I been praying and believing for three hundred grand
I'm great with the pen but I suck with the plan
My money running out like some cheating husband
I'm so broke and dope I'm a great has been
I'm a crying man, trying to find fifteen cents
You could be as good as the best of them or as bad as worst
You can be bronze and broke or platinum and still thirst
You could be perceived a success with a pentium brain
Signing your name for your fans without a penny to your name
You know how I know? That's where I stand everyday
Don't know weather to sit, stand, or run away
Should I pray, put my gun away, or get thugged out?
Jesus or Gs up these thoughts got me bugged out
[Chorus]
Now here we go again, the usual predicament
No means to an end the debt I can't get rid of it.
A money song again can't a different subject?
When it come to being broke it's the usual suspects
Now here we go again, the usual predicament
No means to an end the debt I can't get rid of it.
A money song again can't a different subject?
When it come to being broke it's the usual suspects
I can't borrow a dollar without paying back seven
I'm worth more dead than alive cause at least I'm in heaven and
Everything you hear about in songs I don't possess
Cause truth rests on my chest and won't let me invest in
anything conterfiet, contrived or pretentious
or happens to jive with worlds consensus
I'm an odd man out trying to break even
Stuck in the negative for positive believing
Chasing the all mighty dollar sign still way far behind
Stay at my house cash flow effect my hang time
Exchange rhymes with customers getting CDs signed
My signature will cost you a hundred dimes.
One for the mind, how bout one for my pocket
One hundred grand crammed hard in my wallet
Any form of work it seems I just don't got it
Never have so I guess that I can just do without it
The more some things change the more they stay the same
You can claim a little fame but still be losing the game
What's the cost of building a name? Being broke as a joke
I need a permanent vacation like a pig in a polk
You invoke a state of mind that as free as a bird
But I'm live in downtown just a part of the herd
It's Groundhogs Day and I done seen it before
So God you gots to help me, I can't take it anymore
[Chorus]
Now here we go again, the usual predicament
No means to an end the debt I can't get rid of it.
A money song again can't a different subject?
When it come to being broke it's the usual suspects
Now here we go again, the usual predicament
No means to an end the debt I can't get rid of it.
A money song again can't a different subject?
When it come to being broke it's the usual suspects
It's the Money Song ya'll (put a dollar in the sky)
Another Money Song ya'll (buy low, sell high)
It's the Money Song ya'll (yes it's time to sell out)
Another Money Song ya'll (borrow a dollar to bail out)
It's the Money Song ya'll (put a dollar in the sky)
Another Money Song ya'll (buy low, sell high)
It's the Money Song ya'll (yes it's time to sell out)
Another Money Song ya'll (borrow a dollar to bail out)
Yeah

Universal

length: 3:38

[Intro]
Get 'em up y'all, get 'em up y'all
This one's for all y'all, hands high y'all
Get 'em up y'all, get 'em up y'all
This one's for all y'all, hands high y'all come on

[Verse 1]
Soul smashing through the boombox
Shook the world, every ghetto up rocks (up rocks)
Rebel art fist raised and head bobbing
Beat boxing on Beach Street to beach knocking
Planet rocking
Rock, rock rock, rock on
Artform for the poor, hungry, broken and strong
A song of the voiceless, who'll forever be heard
Over beat breaks on every landscape that's word

I'm saying though, I was just in Shibuya
Seen this kid with an L.A. Symph shirt and some Pumas
Yeah man, way out in Japan
They be rocking Nike dunks, skateboards in their hand man
Rap made an impact all over the world
Enabled me to make these stacks and [?] to these girls
But I also drop pearls, jewels, and gems
Cause it's more than just guns, women, pools and rims

[Chorus]
Universal, taking this around the world
Universal, from the nerds to the valley girls
Universal, from the corn fields to the barber shops
And gritty city streets and the 'Bama boondocks
Universal, taking this all over the globe
Universal, to places that you don't even know
Universal, London, Japan and Amsterdam
It's taking over the world it wasn't even planned

[Verse 2]
Yeah, from ghettos to suburbs
East west to worldwide
New York ghetto China
Puerto Rico [?]
Japanese ichi ni, every country mic check
And through the internet man, we all straight connect (straight connect)
The one's who love the culture, don't abuse, show respect
Thirty years of evolution and it ain't finished yet (no)
Cause the freedom of expression is the soul of hip hop
It speaks every language so it's never gonna stop

They say nothing is sacred and nothing is pure (yep)
That point is taken as the rake in manure
Money with the message of money and self hate
It seems so sacrilegious to even resuscitate it
Definition of music as the voice of a people
Cause right about now it's advertising the illegal as elite
And the feat is just to catch up
Get shot a hundred times and put a platinum plaque up

[Chorus]
Universal, taking this around the world
Universal, from the nerds to the valley girls
Universal, from the corn fields to the barber shops
And gritty city streets and the 'Bama boondocks
Universal, taking this all over the globe
Universal, to places that you don't even know
Universal, London, Japan and Amsterdam
It's taking over the world it wasn't even planned

Some say they used to love her, but do it like a single mother
A phase in your colors [?] the sound of the summer
[?] Timbaland, Tommy, [?] and Kango
Influenced the world thanks to Arsenio

From a, L.A. Symphony to De La Soul
Whether it's, C'est la Vie or Say No Go
We play the role of global earlobe patrol
Unload on different continents and reap the motherload
From audiences in Rome where the peeps like to dance
And the clubs in Long Beach where they crease their pants
We see [?]
Healthy competition is good as long as they clap their hands

The genius of music, the joy it brings
A child's innocent smile, their hopes and dreams
A better tomorrow, a better today
Little [?] say "What's up" when you're on your way

[Chorus]
Universal, taking this around the world
Universal, from the nerds to the valley girls
Universal, from the corn fields to the barber shops
And gritty city streets and the 'Bama boondocks
Universal, taking this all over the globe
Universal, to places that you don't even know
Universal, London, Japan and Amsterdam
It's taking over the world it wasn't even planned

[Outro]
Trinidad, Africa, Angola, Canada, China, Australia, Brazil, Argentina, Peru, Ecuador, Belize, Jamaica, Barbados, Mauritius, Bali, Portugal, Spain, France, Germany, Ireland, Wales, Scotland, Northern Ireland

Dance Like

length: 3:16
DANCE LIKE:
CHORUS: we gonna dance like we've never danced move like we've never moved groove like we never grooved do what we never do then stop
then stop (x2)
JOEY THE JERK:I'm screaming peace in the middle east pray for the solders do your little dance then brush of your shoulder open up feel the sunshine then nod smile for the camera little man good job I don't want a Heineken call me a snob im cool on the green that will land me in oz so sick with this style im still doing the rog my flow come together like a temper collage cool like debarge in 82 and ooh you like the way the symph crew come through brand new im fresh every year that you play these hits possessing every ear like a hypnotist
CHORUS:
FLYNN: and like fine wine we gettin better everytime we step to a stage, studio or dotted line so now we smilin' at the haters and fakers old labels, managers, and rent takers we learned to laugh in the face of adversity some things happen you just can't take personally it's all good we keep our heads up high reppin LAS til the day we die
SHARLOK POEMS: ya'll want murder and mayhem s__ and drugs/Hooligans crips hoe's pimps and thugs/X's and lines across peace and love/Try to give A hug and receive A shove/It ain't what it was they don't dance they shoot/It ain't about the heart it's about the loot/playing gansta in the booth talking ice and guns/Sixteen tracks of this all ya'll sound dumb
CHORUS:
COOKBOOK: I'm like Doc Oc wit a new concoction that rocks Shock your cities future people constantly watch Like neighborhood wish your neighbors could Sample flavors. Wood generated good from the crew who came to save your hood on our best behavior later wile out wit our wives take a trip to different cities have the time of our lives as we strive for innovation L.A. started all this the symphony blazed all the trails and took risks and you bit but it's cool...I'm about ta just write a new hit start a fight wit the whole industry by makin music that makes you move quick. Do it like when tape decks dropped fake heads of labels bit the shake and bake. Let's stop!!!

Funky Music

length: 3:17

[Intro]
What's up
Ya yep yep yep yep yep
Ya yep yep yep yep yep
Ya yeah yeah ya

[Hook]
[?] the rhythm just won't do it
Let your guard down, dance to the music
You can do it, get loose to it
Feel the music, funky music (2x)

[Verse 1]
Haha, bum raps, bum tracks, what else do you need
The best in America? Yes indeed
A rap for white collar criminals locked up for greed
Eating gourmet meals, watching cable TV

I drive a black jeep, in the concrete jungle
Nike Dunks [?] punks, no I don't stumble
Gotta stay fresh, you know, SFTL
Strictly for the ladies and the Lord as well

[?] marvelous, downright outstanding (lose it)
Take what mommy and daddy gave you (move to it)
Slow music, move to it, do it, do it
[?] end up high and just clap to it

[Hook]
[?] the rhythm just won't do it
Let your guard down, dance to the music
You can do it, get loose to it
Feel the music, funky music (2x)

[Verse 2]
Sharlok Poems in your area, check him out
He's got the flow that everybody in town talking about
Blow 'em out like candles, competition is none
Rock the mic til death do me then call me dumb

Yo, slide around, slide around, to this rhythmic track
Ride about town right about now then come back
We bring it to the basics, dope beats, dope raps
We three kings bring gold to [?]

Everybody playing catch up, just follow me
On a journey to see a for real emcee
Can't nobody do it like the L.A. Symphony
All original eight, or five, or maybe three

[Hook]
[?] the rhythm just won't do it
Let your guard down, dance to the music
You can do it, get loose to it
Feel the music, funky music (2x)

[Verse]
Yo, hey yo we keep you on your toes, with flows and finesse
Quite frankly not concerned with learning the rest
Politics are shady, selfish and cold
So many people shady, it's getting so old

My brother breaking solid concrete block when him walk
Delivering art that come straight from the heart
Get smart dummy, money don't make the man
You're just an idiot with a couple of grand in your hand

I'm selling free keychains, watch a brother come up
Would ya'll like the [?], I got the African look
Eight years of making records never heard of me but
I'm still making records hanging out with such and such

[Hook]
[?] the rhythm just won't do it
Let your guard down, dance to the music
You can do it, get loose to it
Feel the music, funky music (2x)

Hold On

length: 3:47

[Hook: Flynn]
Hold, hold on my homies in the middle of the night (hold on)
Hold on my people, in the thick of the fight (hold on)
Hold on my friend, you know you gotta keep the faith (hold on)
So soon it will end, and you will see it was worth the wait (hold on)
And I say...

[Verse One: Sharlock Poems/Sareem Poems]
Striving and struggling
Hustling and bustling
Hard work and to give nothing
Huffing and puffing
Standing for something, falling for nothing
Survive this fight for life, kicking and punching

[Joey The Jerk]
Cause we must win in the end through perseverance
I'll only be hearing the uplifting and cheering

[]
I will be right here in
The studio writing
It's fear that you're feeling
And urges that you fighting
That's why you were flying
To L.A. cause you trying
To leave the life of the past
That had your homie dying
Don't forget the times when
Oasis gave you vision
Hold onto decisions
You made to change your living

[Hook]

[Verse Two: Joey The Jerk]
Nothing can break us
Nothing can stop us
Hold on like pitbull's locked jaws cause
There is a hope
For a better day
A better us
A better way

[]
Here today
Gone the next
Each day isn't promised so we live it to the very best
Speak the truth
Bring the hope
You're feeling empty in your soul but you gotta cope
Understand
There's a plan
The gift of life was given fully through the Son Of Man

[Sharlock Poems/Sareem Poems]
Now raise your hands
Touch the sky
Give praise to Yahweh
The Most High

[Hook]

[Verse Three]
Now I'm pushing along even though the same song
Got me thinking it's all wrong
[?] to remain calm
Time is ticking like a bomb
Final warning came and gone
Split decision with precision now I'm the James Bond
Position with the mission, to maintain, just stay on
Course, in short, my homies, I hang on

[]
You'll reach your destiny
You'll reach your goal
You'll find that strength deep down your soul
Hold on tight, never let go

[Sharlock Poems/Sareem Poems]
You walk in the cold
Love makes us whole
Something to hold, words precious as gold
Embrace the hand you've been dealt to never fold

[Hook]

C'Est La Vie

length: 3:47

[Chorus]
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
Time for me to hit the road
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
We'll talk later on the phone
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
Behind me close the door
C'est la vie love (c'est la vie love)
La vie la love

[Verse 1]
On the road again as Willie Nelson once sung
With a familiar name hanging from my tongue
Where'd you come from
You got my heartstrings undone
Your sweet honey bun package can't be outdone
You're my numero uno, my [?]
Who am I with in my freetime girl you know
I'm into your eyes, style, smile and figure
You hold a gold medal baby girl you're a winner
Over dinner and a movie we talk about life
Across the sky we write, under the pale moonlight
Talking about what might come [?]
If we love fearless and don't become afraid
We've played hide and seek, now we playing peekaboo
You see me and I see you
We've been through ups and downs
Still we walk side by side
Nothing can keep us apart, not even time

[Chorus]
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
It's time for me to hit the road
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
We'll talk later on the phone
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
Behind me close the door
C'est la vie love (c'est la vie love)
C'est la vie love, la vie la love

[Verse 2]
I know the passenger seat of your car is mad cold
When I'm out on the road, being alone gets mad old
You're sad when I'm gone, I know you're crying a lot
But you know what I'm out here doing trying to blow up the spot
So when we're tying the knot you got a little less stress
Every bill's paid plus a little excess
We've got enough in the bank so you can hop on the bus
And bring your laptop computer while you travel with us
To give you plenty of time to write your cinema scripts
You know this, so why must you continue to trip
At the end of the day honey I still gotta go
No matter what anyone says but I want you to know
That when it's show to show, and it's city to city
And my crew is blowing up, and the ladies a pretty
I keep a picture of you, in the front of my mind
I love you won't forget that I'm yours in your mind

[Chorus]
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
It's time for me to hit the road
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
We'll talk later on the phone (ooh c'est la vie)
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
Behind me close the door
C'est la vie love (c'est la vie love)
C'est la vie love, la vie la love

[Verse 3]
Yo before there was an us there was a dream that belonged to me
And now they're we're together we both share and agree
To support one another through the thick and the thin
Your loss is my loss your win is my win
And when I'm off on the road we keep in touch via phone
Which will never compare to being together at home
And I'm never prepared to leave you sad and alone
But it's nice [?], I know my fondness has grown
In a perfect world we'd have more time of our own
But you've got a good job and I've got show, after show, after show, after show, after show, after show, after show
But hey oh I gotta go
I miss you more than ever, I miss you more every time
But I gotta see the world and let my light shine
Which is what I chose, and you chose me
Write raps, do shows, you and I c'est la vie

[Chorus]
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
It's time for me to hit the road
C'est la vie love
I gotta go now
We'll talk later on the phone (on the phone)
C'est la vie love (yeah)
I gotta go now
Behind me close the door (close the door
C'est la vie love (c'est la vie love)
C'est la vie love, la vie la love

[Outro]
Gotta gotta go (I gotta go now)
Gotta gotta go
Gotta gotta go (I gotta go now)
[?], oh yeah

Grand Piano

length: 3:07

[Sharlok Poems]
Dope rapping and hand clapping in subzero weather
L.A. Symphony, we here to stay, say forever
Tougher then leather, birds of feather flocked together
Skills go unmeasured, held by boundaries never
Twenty third letter representers five strong, rocking on
Heart, mind, body, and soul poured in every song
Raise an arm, slap the sky, bob your head, enjoy the ride
Never half stepping, we take extra long strides
Spread 'em wide, peep the wing span, fly as a bird
Aerosol can paint the land, mark my word
If you ain't seen, you've heard legends in the making
Shattering sound barriers and earth shaking
This the braking point beyond the next level of rhyme flowing
Style biting, tap dancing, and show boating
We got you open wide, set your eyes on welcoming arms
Wake up from dreaming, if you think we're fading, ring the alarm

[Hook 1]
To make our site your homepage
And rock with L.A. Symph until your old age
No way, our sound and style won’t get played
We the Sting and Rolling Stones of this day
We won’t go away

[Joey The Jerk]
I use God-inspired words that Jesus wrote to create
My calling greater than the Asian race
Protected more than Asian plates
Passed from generations I speak life to nations
Through sound waves and vibrations and ain't never on vacation
Concentration is the game when repping in the name
We:ve been slain and set aflame yet we still reign supreme
Kings of quotables, more notable than Ali
Watch me sting the butterfly as I float to victory
Carbon copies imitate, but seal their fate cause their fake
Joey the great won't stay awake, I sleep on foes that I hate
Yes I'm a hater, down with dudes who don’t write well
The Symphony will prevail and live on to tell the tale
Of how half-truths and dumb youth dupes the mighty squad
But they came back, reclaimed rap, ooh they mighty hard
You heard the rest, now you'll hear the best of them
L.A. Symphony, the most distinguished of the gentlemen

[Hook 1]

[Hook 2]
The new fab five in this piece
Release the evolution of speech over beats
We reach the earth, wind and fire when we play
The Commodores and Temptations of this day
We won't go away

[UNO Mas]
I use slang words and beats to express these mighty works
On display for mankind, in time I'll reap the perks
I become all things to man when I use my right hand
Put the pen to the pad then I follow God's plan
By design, the architect of the divine blueprint
Graphic artist for the world to see without having to squint
I'm an open book, the pages describe my everyday
Make believers out of skeptics every time the music plays
Modern day urban poets with talents beyond compare
Try and stop the mighty Symphony you haven't got a prayer
Soul heirs of the kingdom, the riches are for the just
We walk the straight and narrow and never have to adjust
Innovators of the time, we're legends like Coltrane
Never selling out so you can keep the platinum chains
We maintain integrity in a world of tall tales
So when it's said and done, we're the ones who prevail

Give

length: 3:31
Give
Give me
Give me some
Give me some more
You gave me a friend
You saved me again
Take
Take me
Take me some
Take me some more
You gave me a friend
You saved me again
Scar
Scar me
Scar me some
Scar me some more
Give

Pops Song

length: 3:58

[Spoken: CookBook]
Yo, this one goes out to all the unsung heroes
The ones that's raising their kids and loving their wives
This is dedicated to Doug Atkins, Kofi Boateng, Manuel Palma Senior, and of course Phillip Soto rest in peace
Yeah

[Verse 1]
It's my eighth birthday, 1984
I wake up to shoes, clothes, toys and more
Everybody that I loved stared through the front door
Who are you? I've never seen your face before
Unsure of what to say, I don't speak at all
[?] you look like me standing six feet tall
Back to the wall uncomfortable with you in my house
I wish that mom would kick you out
Time to blow the candles out, happy birthday we sing
I notice, that you don't say a thing
A gift you didn't bring, and mom looked sad
She had to tell her little boy that you were his dad
Feeling bad, [?], I don't see nothing good
Trade you in for a new dad if I could
Still you stood, until you stepped out for a smoke
The smoke cleared, and you disappeared like a ghost

[Chorus]
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone

[Verse 2]
I didn't have the average black dad
Planting the seed that grow mad
Wondering if everything I had inside me was bad
My pops was African and proud
My mom's from L.A. and loud
They'd disagree until the sun went down
Come around my fifth year of school they were cool on staying together
My pops was like "Whatever I do, it's to better you kids
And I did, all that I know to do
But your mother tends to misguide you
What's most important is school
She'd rather you fail, but know your bible
She's my rival, she'll disagree, just to start a fight"
So, back and forth they'd go, with their defensive reason
Mom would work my father checked our homework every evening
I was deceiving, F's and D's I was receiving
I didn't get whippings I got African beatings
I hope I'm not misleading my pop's a great man
Still lobbying for college, still an anti-rap fan

[Chorus]
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone

[Verse 3]
Yo, how many short comings he has
But he's full of love and deep
Ever since my birth when he was only 17
Faithful to my mother, he saw her as a queen
Wouldn't leave her bedside when cancer came to the scene
He's a, man of faith, a pillar in the church
But mostly, my dad's about (work, work, work)
Uh-huh
Some would say my dad's a workaholic and
Some would say that I'm a workaholic and
Now that's how we usually relate
A similar struggle, where our debts communicate
Financial provision and [?] is a blessing
He's taught me perseverance, through all of life's testing
It's, do or die, never quit, stand firm in faith
[?]
Wise in counsel, attentive with the ear
Even thousands of miles away, I know he's right here

[Chorus]
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone
Nobody on the planet can do your job
No better combination than you and mom
When it's right it's right
When it's wrong it's wrong
A house ain't a home when daddy's gone

Less Than Zero

length: 3:17


Verse 1
Yo Yo
It's a dog eat dog, piranhas eat sharks
Might as well quite before you even start
They say until you know where these dreams are sold
Rubber bank rolls back like fools gold
Masses heading west to Los Angeles
Told them they were the best back in their little nest
Somewhere, nowhere but not from here
Once they arrive ambition meets with fear
Insecurities change smiles to more the denial
The only consent is no struggles and trials
It's a long road to the top of nothing
Mo morals, no friends, just a love for something
Never to be entertained, your dreams are so dry
Under a bridge downtown their so cry
Feeling like the city is all you really have
But when you take a look back, that's really sad
Chorus
In La things don't always work out
Quite like they should (repeat 2x)
Verse 2
Young, dumb, and sprung on fantasy
Wants nothing more to escape reality
Needs them badly glitz, glamour, and fame
I said on her face like illuminating her name
Wearing shame like an overcoat awkward and obvious
Dead porn for cash, so tasteless and heartless
Welcome to darkness, turn out the light
Got duked out for a ladies night light
Not one thing's right, everything's gone wrong
Suppose to be an actress, not dancing in a thong
Stomach coke lies long, heroine in her arms
Touching parts of men that she lap dances on
There's no pride to her storm
Forever it warns loud, every single day wishing she was the child
Words to make the family proud
Start of a new, pushing fifty
She figured she'd have her breakthrough
Chorus
In La things don't always work out
Quite like they should (repeat 2x)
Verse 3
There got to be more than this
Big game, big risk
The bold and the beautiful, young and reckless
The Hollywood dream, here on Santa Fe
The rich and the poor live a few blocks away
And it's all in Los Angeles home of the schemes
Where the rich get richer trying to sell you a dream
Young girl self esteem falls prey to the scene
Tall, thin, sex symbols is all she seen
And that's all he expects nothing more nothing less
New car, clean shoes, got to stay well dressed
He needs the best of the best to compete with the rest
He passes on 22's Mercedes 500S
They say you've gone Hollywood
If you live in LA, you might lose a piece of you
In the senses it's something to have, it cant last
In the city that requires a mask
Chorus
In La things don't always work out
Quite like they should (repeat 2x)

Rise

length: 3:39
Verse 1
There's a passion inside, there's a sound in my mind
And I always try to get out and free
In a room full of dudes who are older than me
I was just young and naive; I'm just a passive emcee
Who was happy to be in a crew, who could see some potential in me
And eventually we disagree on the beats, and the raps, and the lives that we lead
But in between we live out our dream until the third scene
When they steal our hope, our record deal, and our self esteem
Two years of my life I'm depressed and mean
I don't only pray about this mess, I obsess and feene
And start questioning, “Why can't I get no green?”
“Why Jay want to leave the team?”
“Why don't they put out our record and just give us free?”
“Why we got to start all over and just minus three?”
I guess we now know how a joke felt
With the whole load of the world on his shoulders and no help
Trying to make a comeback when life is below belt
Low blows or no belt the playa with no help
Never would believe

Verse 2
It's like blast off and off in space we go
And where this space ship stops only God seems to know
Hey Yo I do this for my people, my sisters, my bros
My future, my now, my memories to flow
It's like a fountain on a mountain, majestic and fresh
Spilling and filling abundant in depth
It's so glorious, magnificent, triumphed, and blessed
See we five rise like a prize like life of LAS
All by myself trying to find myself
I was all alone, couldn't find no help
Didn't want to fell the pain that I felt
Didn't want to hold, because I've been dealt
Thank God for my help, family and friends
These are the people that are there till the end
There's been a change but then I'm smiling again
Can't hold a grudge, got to go make amends
Give an end to my anger can't be good
Far from a thug, I was born in the hood
Daddy could but didn't try to pick me up

Verse 3
It was august 31st when I started feeling ill
I couldn't stand, couldn't walk as I felt a cold chill down my spine
As the needle
Thought this was a battle I wasn't going to win
Two months of my life changed everything I knew
Stared death in the face and got love from my crew
As I lay all alone in a room feeling cold
Got scars on my arms, getting fed through a tube
But I knew what to do, had to keep hope alive
In the mist of it all, yeah I know I would survive
Even when they put me out and took out the pains
Said they was a slight chance I might not remain
But I wasn't hearing that, put my life in God's hands
Just a test to my faith cuz I know he has plans
And I gotta understand what's the reason for those days
A new set of purpose and a chance to give praise

Don't Call Me

length: 3:49

[Spoken Intro: CookBook]
Hello
Friends of the Los Angeles Symphony
This is CookBook
The L.A. Symphony would like to take this opportunity to thank all of our fans
All of the people out there who stuck by us through thick and thin
Through the blood the sweat and the tears that it took
And that it still takes to rise to the top
You've persevered with us on this road
On this journey all the way to the glory
However, having said that, we have a little suggestion

Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby

[Verse 1: CookBook]
Man I appreciate the CD for real
But I'll probably never listen to it
I barely got a deal
And I'm real picky with my music cause I think I'm the bomb
(Hey who's your favorite rapper?)
Who's my favorite rapper? This dude named [?]
Where's Pigeon John?
I thought you said you were a fan
He's doing his own thing
Probably in Japan
Getting rich, doing shows with R.E.M
Yeah we're all cool
We're all still friends
Call It What You want that's a great album
Yeah that would've been great
Don't bring this up around Flynn
Cause I'm a little bit nicer
And you wouldn't offend
A dude named Joey the Jerk with stupid questions

Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby

[Verse 2: CookBook]
Yeah you're standing here live with Flynn
(Oh my God I knew it, oh my God)
Except with darker skin, longer hair, and a different grin
I can see how you make that mistake from the begin
After all the only two with goatees is me and him, right?
Anyway your CD's hot I got it off of Limewire
No wonder I'm so hungry and about to retire
(What? What?)
You admire us? (Well yeah of course)
Man that's just so spectacular
(Hope your computer gets a virus blood-sucking Dracula)
Huh? (What'd you say?)
Oh nothing I was just saying thanks
It's cause of fans like you the crew makes big banks
Nah we ain't going to Denny's
Nah we ain't about to kick it
Where we're about to go you're getting lost with the crickets
By the way since you are the Symph's #1 fan
Just so you know my name is CookBook but I understand
Oh you're the one that said "I need to use my [?]"
No that was Joey
It's probably better if you just act like you don't know me you fool

Baby, baby
Baby, baby (I saw Flynn and Joey the Jerk)
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby

Yo man I saw Joey and Flynn
No man that was Sarpong and [?]
No dude, he had a trucker hat
Played out
Man, it was another cat, you're way out
Hey, you want to hear my raps?
No, no, no
Hey, you want to hear my tracks?
No, no, no
Can I get Call It What You Want?
No, no, no
You want to see our show?
No, no

Haven't you heard?
We're haters extraordinaire
Got that baloney on the table (where?)
Over there
And by the way dude, your breath is mad foul
And your girl keeps eying me, like some eager owl

Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby, baby
Baby

[Outro: Hidden Track?]