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WHY U MAD (LYRICS):

Why U Mad, Why U Mad?
Always looking like you mad is there a reason?
Maybe it's something I did or something I said
Why U Mad, Why U Mad?
Always acting like you pissed off
You got the game crisscrossed
Thought you was the shit boss
Why U Mad, Why U Mad?
Always talking like you mad
Like you better than me
Whatever your dream it isn't quite reality
Why U Mad man?
Take that rage into the moshpit
That beef you gota squash it
You can't always be so




Back when Vulgar Display was on the shelves and dimebags were a 10 spot
My life was torn in half between the gangsta rap and hard rock
I played ball in Pantera shirts had a mullet and rocked them Jordan 3s
Maybe it woulda made sense if my momma woulda aborted me and
Maybe it woulda made sense if -- I didn't exist in the first place
And maybe it would made sense if -- I never had a first birthday
Cuz lately I been hating myself more than haters themselves
My egos always at war and trying to keep score isn't too good for my health
I'm so good -- I'm not good enough -- conversations in my brain
What to believe? Why am I always putting up with my stupid self? (Why?)
Man these haters and constantly rockin me
Their words are like the buildings playing INT Monopoly
Flock with me to a place where there's peace
Where the little me and the big me can finally lay deceased
It's the corpse pose -- the death or judgment rise of consciousness
Until you find a sign of it you're blinded and your mind is bent

Awwwww Yeaaaaaaaaaaa!!

Let go of my ego like a waffle life will squash you
Gota get back in that tree pose and hold it while I breathe 4, 3, 2....
And release these demons, raging against the machine making me scream
Blowing me up, up like C4
I gota maintain, going insane, knowing this pain
Is just a temporary symptom of the system I'm enslaved
Gota get out of that cage -- it's all in the brain it's all in the mind
Gota get out of the future and past and get my ass back into real time
Spit these real rhymes -- perfect the art of living
Breaking out of that prison, not too far beyond driven
Take this love and this hate and create a new perception
New direction that humanity can move in it's the music that you tune to
When you get too confused and the weight of the world starts to get the best of you
Just don't ever break down, hold your ground, stand position
Just listen to reason and make your opposition...

So, so, so... Mad!

HARD TO BREATHE (LYRICS):
Flip that give me a brick I'm building
In the building once again hide your women and children
Back at it again a crack addict with a bad habit I rap to capture the win
Rhymes so nice, my timings right, I write right handed
Nothings left I ignite the planet
God dammit the whole worlds vanished
You think I aint hungry no more? I'm fuckin' famished
You artists is starving, you eating, you speaking about me?
I proudly delete you from the street team
Take a beating leave you bleeding with your mans and them
Rape a beat turn these "emcees" back into fans again
The industry's fucked up, time to let it sober up
Detox methadone clinic blow it up
The end of the world - the world's at its end
I see you motha fucker - time to start it again

Nobody hustle harder than me
I got the game running through my brain, veins and major arteries YO
I make it hard to breathe
While you sleepin I'll be creepin in your dreams
Pullin sheets to your teeth HA!


C) 2013 - SCOTT GLASS - UNDERGROUND HUSTLIN', LLC
Courtesy - THESICKBEATS.COM / Serial Killin Records

Song produced and mixed by SickTanicK
Video edited by Alex Bleecker of Doenut

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