Spilling my soul into the pages of these notebooks/ No shows booked, still writing my own hooks/ I've known crooks, had my hope shook/ But I'm still screaming fuck the world like I'm supposed to/ x2 Spilling my soul into the pages of these notebooks/ Mou tanoshimi ga nai, I had hoped to/ Take over this game, bringing back the old school/ But this depression got me asking the fuck am I supposed to do/ I hate it demo mada rappa ni naritai/ I can't step back, I just fucking love rocking mics/ Suicide or success, kono ending ga wakaranai/ And this great divide ha chou bakudai/ If I fall in, can I climb out/ Are riches and bitches all life's about/ If I can just get some success, then I'll die proud/ Do I even wanna be normal, if so Christ how/ My mind racing embracing these pages/ My aim is to be extraordinary, done with time wasting/ Upscaling my pride, if I die I'll die saying/ Fuck this industry, on my own terms, I'll make it/ Spilling my soul into the pages of these notebooks/ No shows booked, still writing my own hooks/ I've known crooks, had my hope shook/ But I'm still screaming fuck the world like I'm supposed to/ x2 Let me remind you I'm the anti-paradigm/ When words and rhymes combine, I visualize/ A new era of phrases that incite/ A well time revival, refining the idols/ Hype you up like strychnine, there ain't no stopping me/ Subconsciously auditing all the thoughts of snobbery/ Building this animosity preks up this monstrocity/ Inside my mind, fangs enlarge with this ferocity/ And I just wanna rip someone apart and watch them bleed/ Sharpen my tongue and cut them to pieces with this techinque/ Fuck all who impede me, ore ha saikou ainiku/ Kono kotoba ha ganchiku no aru/ So you can call me a nerd, and say I can't rap/ Blast back with an attack that knocks you flat/ On your ass so fast, won't have time to take off the mask/ And show you my face, until your vision turns black/ Spilling my soul into the pages of these notebooks/ No shows booked, still writing my own hooks/ I've known crooks, had my hope shook/ But I'm still screaming fuck the world like I'm supposed to/ x2 So we've established I'm a sucidal diciple/ Gun to my head, hand on a bible/ Just praying for a savior to take away this homocidal/ rage, caged in my mind, straightjackets and asylums/ I'm losing my faith, and my sanity daily/ Feels like I'm just another pawn in this grand scheme/ Demanding that I give more, as my days sneak/ Closer to the end of my line, am I going crazy/ Just maybe, I can make it to the end of this game/ And obtain my fame without becoming ashamed/ Of who I am inside, and stop the complaining/ But I really don't think that this music can sustain me/ Tired of the stress, and this gun can take it away/ Done wasting space, it's in my nature to way/ The pros and the cons it's a dangerous game/ The lord may have giveth life, but I can taketh away/ Spilling my soul into the pages of these notebooks/ No shows booked, still writing my own hooks/ I've known crooks, had my hope shook/ But I'm still screaming fuck the world like I'm supposed to/ x2

[Verse 1: Granyte] I remember back when I was a child, thinking about blowing up/ Little did I know after Nas the game was all about going dumb/ I still sat in the corner with a pad, I would go for months/ And just scribble the words down, notepads my devotionals/ Hope you know I kept going, here I am, rebel without a cause/ Mask on, penetatary for these thousand bars/ Finally in the Mile High City, scream it from the mountaintops/ I keep expecting to wake up, all I can hear are these loud alarms/ The countless storms are weighing heavy, just wanna make it out/ These voices keep tearing me down, just seems to make me doubt/ That I can ever get out of these pages, all the cliches about/ Being stuck behind these bars, or raps so hot they could blaze an ounce/ The monster in my mind is knocking down these doors, I'm fading out/ I'm another white rapper with daddy issues, I'm hardly breaking grounds/ But this is my story, can't change the channel with a lost remote/ Fuck it man, I can't see the end, but that's just how the story goes/ [Chorus: Eli Rebich] And that's the way the story goes/ It lights the open road/ It's all or nothing and it's time to leave/ Your introduction to the next big thing/ I'll be the frequencies that are frequently in stereo/ When I get home the world will know/ About lights, fame, and fortune/ [Verse 2: Granyte] Trying to live in the present, but my past overwhelms me/ Started this life on a full tank, but now I'm so close to empty/ Just wanna get it over with, hope to open new endings/ A hypocritical cynical bastard, just kill me/ Wish I couldn't feel, never dealing with this broken heart/ I could change the way I was perceived at a moment's prompt/ I just wanna keep on drinking then screaming till my throat is hoarse/ Can't be too real on a track, otherwise I'm showing flaws/ But if I don't explain why I'm here, then I'm just a poser/ Give a man a mask right, I guess I've become the poster/ Honestly, given my heart right now, there's nothing colder/ Just take everything away, wondering why we're becoming smokers/ Thought this music would make a difference, be the young composer/ Call me what you want, but you can never cut the motor/ This is my story, can't change the channel with a lost remote/ Fuck it man, I can't see the end, but that's just how the story goes/ [Chorus: Eli Rebich] And that's the way the story goes/ It lights the open road/ It's all or nothing and it's time to leave/ Your introduction to the next big thing/ I'll be the frequencies that are frequently in stereo/ When I get home the world will know/ About lights, fame, and fortune/ x2

Came Out the GateS, then the gates decayed/ Stuck in this abyss, changed to a flaming lake/ I don't see black and white, just a scale of greys/ Real Always Prevails, no being fake again/ x2 You can call me what you want, a faker/ A stranger, a masterbating bastard, or even rap's savior/ An incredible poet with a sarcasm impediment/ Drifting along shit's creek getting stuck in the sediments/ I'm fucking irreverant, irrelevant and heaven-sent/ Got a few screws loose, and my mind space is desolate/ And to top it off, I'm a motherfucking atheist/ Because, silly me, I prefer looking at evidence/ The laziest MC to craft rhymes, not the craziest/ Maybe it's just me, or maybe I'm just saying this/ Fuck this depression, it's got me showing my real self again/ Light up these trees, it sounds like it's fucking Christmas bitch/ If you don't know me, how are you gonna judge me/ That's why the mask's on, so I can just breathe/ I just need a place that fucking loves me/ To expell these demons before I end it all to just bleed/ Came Out the GateS, then the gates decayed/ Stuck in this abyss, changed to a flaming lake/ I don't see black and white, just a scale of greys/ Real Always Prevails, no being fake again/ x2 No label for me, cuz they always wanna change you/ Make you into a dude that always stays smooth/ I'm just a big fucking dork, sometimes a straight fool/ A great boom, a dude that was made to break rules/ Maybe to save you, but I'm still broke with no clue/ These strings seem to be gone, but I'm still stuck in old school/ Just hopeful, that one day I would grow to kill vocals/ My moment of clarity: Shit, these beats are better than therapy/ Desperately clinging to the rising melody, steadily/ Trying to succeed when my tendency to quit is my enemy/ Especially when it feels like I'm going on endlessly/ Is it my destiny to never make it up cleverly/ Stay stuck in this abyss until my enemies bury me/ These claw marks got me feeling like mentally/ I'm still just a kid who never wanted to grow old/ So cold, so many people but I feel so alone/ Came Out the GateS, then the gates decayed/ Stuck in this abyss, changed into a flaming lake/ I don't see black and white, just a scale of greys/ Real Always Prevails, no more being fake again/ x2

Dealt with depression, made it through in the strangest way/ Gave my life to this music, and one day it saved my brain/ So through all the drama, and everytime she gave me vague/ Excuses, disputing every change when the baby came/ I just went back to this other world, but now the gates decayed/ So how the fuck can I get back without staying paid/ And how can I escape back without always making waves/ Move in major ways, keep pretending you behave like saints/ I can't keep this heart if the world insists on playing spades/ Sometimes I feel like a sniper, cause I'm alwaying changing aims/ If you think you can handle this monster, meet me at the station babe/ Some call me insane because I'll play eight days at a vacant stage/ But I have greater aims, than to end all this shit with a razor blade/ Man, I just gotta blow, so every lyric I spit just makes grenades/ Before I'm in my grave, and I take my last breath under slate/ Fuck it, I'm the one I blame, just tell me what's my fucking name/ I think I'm done, can't keep dealing with this madness/ Watch as my life crumbles like these buildings, fear lashes/ This monster inside helps me when all I see is pitch blackness/ Hellfire brought down on my enemies, dissapointing and disastrous/ Thought I could gather the strength to get through this but shit happens/ He who used to only give balance, now solely inhabits/ This persona, there's only so much I can do and still manage/ Waiting for someone to put me out of this misery - sick cattle/ Feel like god in the fucking flesh, but I'm a mere vassal/ Midas bars, cause I spit gold, every line's worth a king's ransom/ Yet, I'm still broke as fuck, and not sure if I can still handle/ All of this stress and this drama, before this monster will trample/ All that's left of the real me, leaving me just a grim phantom/ But my soul's been scarred, it's too deep that shit scratches/ Before I'm in my grave, and I take my last breath under slate/ Fuck it, I'm the one I blame, just tell me what's my fucking name/ Feels like I'm drowning, will I ever fucking breathe again/ I gave my all for this life but it wasn't enough to reach the glen/ So I have to climb this mountain all over just to feel the beat again/ My dreams are crumbling around me but I can't pick up the pieces yet/ I gotta pull myself up and do this on my own to keep from being shelved/ But these people act like this rap shit's such a breeze to get/ Without understanding all of the work put in, I believe no less/ Of anyone attempting to make it, we get equal threats/ It wouldn't be the first time that I've gotten beaten friend/ I just want to understand my place in this world before I bleed to death/ Staring up at the stars with these headphones, let the beats commence/ And maybe I can make it out of poverty, make me free from debt/ But everything that's happened the last few months make me a seething mess/ And I feel like I'm just blowing hot air like some heating vents/ Before I'm in my grave, and I take my last breath under slate/ Fuck it, I'm the one I blame, just tell me what's my fucking name/