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Feat. Jason Rockman of Slaves On Dope

Directed by Annakin Slayd
Camera/Director of Photography: Joe Bohbot
Production Assistant: Jason Pinto
Written by Andrew Farrar, Frank Beaulieu
Produced by Annakin Slayd & Franko Beaulieu for Untimely Ripped Records
Guitars by Kevin Jardine
Mixed & Arranged by Kevin Jardine for Uplift Music
Recorded at Stalwart Studios in Montreal, Canada

LYRICS
Everybody gotta get a little in dirt their eyes
Everybody gotta get cut down to size
Everybody gotta get fucked up once in their lives
Everybody gets caught in their lies
You gotta hit the bottom, kiss the floor
Beg for forgiveness at your victim’s door
You should’ve listened more, risked less
Was it worth the heartache, hurt, distress?
You better get on your knees confess
You can’t deke out the pain, undress
You’re only naked in the eyes of the rest
New born baby baptized not blessed
Can’t stop won’t stop train ‘till you drop
You know the burning stays hot till your name’s on top
Of the billing but you better be willing to pop
By any means necessary now let’s rock

Homie, are you ready, now? This night is on
Are you mothafuckas down? This night is on
Wipe the sweat off your brow. This night is on
Come on King get your crown. This night is on
Be the Chief, be the Don
Be the master of the chosen few
This night is young. Let’s get it on
Be that dude who never has to ask what to do, come on
We’re children of our time
That’s why I take what’s rightfully mine
It’s not enough for me (I’m done with all of this shame)
It’s not enough for me (I will be the man, the dude, the King with no name)

On the record, this dude is still alive,
But you’ll never know what I am inside
And this shit I do this night will cross divides
And I’ll vanquish your vagueness, your truths, your lies
What’s up tonight? I’ma clear the air
Nobody’s off limits, no one’s spared
When the shot goes off no one bails
No more epic let downs, no more fails
That’s why I’m getting all this on camera
To prove to the world that I ain’t no amateur
Strap the bandana, throw on the hood
Hit that homeless dude right there, understood?
Now this weed is makin my boys drowsy
They don’t got a fuckin’ chance in hell without me
Now these motherfuckers talkin’ all about me
But I’m still the dude with no name like Lebowski
Yeah all that I wanted was a little bit of fun
Then I got raped by the Father and the son
But I got the featured status, profile number one
I’ma be a superstar when this night’s done

Homie, are you ready, now? This night is on
Are you mothafuckas down? This night is on
Wipe the sweat off your brow. This night is on
Come on King get your crown. This night is on
Be the Chief, be the Don
Be the master of the chosen few
This night is young. Let’s get it on
Be that dude who never has to ask what to do, come on
We’re children of our time
That’s why I take what’s rightfully mine
It’s not enough for me (I’m done with all of this shame)
It’s not enough for me (I will be the man, the dude, the King with no name)

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