Illuminati Space Jesus

by HAUL

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kurt lozo heard this song spit in mexico before it was even recorded and instantly knew id be rolling around to it , keep up the good work HAUL Favorite track: As Above, So Below.
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Steve Crowe Haul is a rapper from my hometown of fort mac, i like his songs if you can ever find the song about his car download it without hesitation its a hilarious rap that anyone who ever drove a beater can relate to. Favorite track: I'm Going Crazy.
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about

A word,

"Illuminati Space Jesus" is a dark comedy about pop culture, struggle and addiction. This album isn't meant to have all the answers to the problems of the world, or to explain every conspiracy theory in existence, but to be a slapdash satire of my life and where I fit into this crazy prison planet we call Earth. This album portrays many facets of my personality from heartless romantic to lustful player, from sullen drug addict to crazy dreamer, from conspiracy theorist to comical skeptic and everything in between. Basically, it details the enamored shenanigans locked away in the darkest reaches of my cranial glands.

Peace in the Middle East,

-HAUL

Written, recorded, mixed and mastered by:

HAUL

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The Track Addictz
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℗ 2014 ESP RecordZ, All Right Reserved.

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released August 8, 2014

Steven Hall, Stephan Crawford, Jesse Bayley, Brent Hopson, Andrew Calimenti, John Oplinger, Kyle Artzt, Dan Lapene, Kid Kris

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Track Name: Who Speaks For Earth?
Who Speaks for Earth?

Can't stand the monsters and bandits making money magic.
Demons create madness and watch us burn in the flames they hand us.
Collective sadness brandished all upon the middle classes,
as tragedy happens upon most of the meek and masses.
Black magic casted as Saturn passes,
Baphomets laughing in my face. I won't stand to have this
evil presence of malice drink from a holy chalice.
It's time to dissipate the pain and reset the balance.
So let's be valiant and rise against to challenge
this pyramid scheme. Boot up and infiltrate their towers,
crumble the palace. Satanic cowards
stripped of their powers leave a rotten bitter taste and sour.
I will devour all of these rotten flowers
across the four corners of Earth, I will hunt and scour
and leave a bloody shower pouring when their reign is over.
Light bon fires and move these promethean boulders.

The spell cast upon earth is evil and strong
Dispel primeval curses until their banished and all gone.
When did it fall apart and where the hell did we go wrong?
It seems this is all very ancient and it’s so wrong.
It’s so wrong. It’s so wrong.
It seems this is all very ancient and it’s so wrong.
It’s so wrong. It’s so wrong.
It seems this is all very ancient and it’s so wrong.

I'm fucking sick of lizards, creep when they crawl away. Seething geezers speak lies okay?
I think I'll call them out today, I'm teething and I've got something to say.
I'm done playing your stupid games, burning inside your sacred flames.
Dispelled your spell, now I'm awake as the world gets lubed up maimed and raped.
Now, that's a loose butthole. We need to tighten up and have a little huddle.
Cause it's time for rebuttal to organize these words we muddle.
They circle jerk in a puddle on the whore of Babylon's tits they cuddle.
Fuck it, pop this bubble and phase shift into a wormhole shuttle.
That's the second coming, burn down parliament for fun and
the white house too, it's funny. Plant resources, burn the money.
And neck snap these bunnies and huck them in a gunny sack my buddy.
Now isn't that lovely? The smell of dead rabbits has me hungry.
Help me lop off the heads of the monkeys running our countries.
Turning out junkies, churning out ugly ducklings
stuck in an oil slick stunned and dumb we
need to stand up and overthrow these jokes we amped up.
And choke out Masonic old Satanic broke mechanics
Track Name: Rape The Industry
Rape The Industry

I live under the ground and rape superstars,
Can’t stand most of their sounds, I ‘d rather two guitars.
Polluting the youth, they pound down human scars.
Who is in charge choosing these toothless useless broads
With no conscience. Monsters in their closets
Dance with marionette strings. Skeletal goblins
Drink blood from unholy goblets and suck back every droplet.
These vampires are rotten with their prospects
and their projects are nothing but idol objects.
Its easy to see a spit in the sea is more efficient to me
Than the Illuminati could ever be. But that’s just wrong.
Listen to me bust thongs. I’ll expose the inner demons of earth we live on.
Watch my helicopter dink shlong knock out lady gaga with my king kong ding dong.
I’ll sing songs about it, you should sing along.
I’m busting springs and prongs off Rhiannas bedroom walls
And she can suck my balls. I make my own damn calls
And you can call me HAUL. I’m no industry pawn and so I’ll fuck them all,.
Knock Beyonce out with a baseball and watch her crawl
Out of a bathroom stall. I’m laughing and appalled
At this gothic cabal who call themselves the one percent.
And so I’ll circumvent the intent and write a lament.
And if I have to decend into the depths of hell
And kill Lucifer myself just to rid of the spell.
Well then I might as well. I can deal with it well.
Say farewell to the cave where you sit and you dwell,
Where you shit and you smell with your gothic cartel.
Tar pit mademoiselle, tear the skin off your shell
Expose your reptile cells while I ring on a bell…
Track Name: Sinspirations
Sinspitations

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

I guess I woke up, soaking, froze in my mind,
The day we broke up, so what??? I left you behind,
And hey you know what??? Slow cuts fade out with time,
So now with no us, below us, I focus on rhymes,
And how my flows nuts, crazy, full sack of babies,
So don’t page me I’m out on a date see,
The date scenes got me up pretty late seems,
I’m tired of girls now I’m taking out ladies,
So just maybe you know now why our loving was dead,
Fighting with words just shut up and sever our heads,
Is that absurd, aren’t hearts the color of red???
If not, than I’ll just sit here in wonder instead,
But our loving is dead so I have to move on,
Reattach my head and get back to writing these songs,
Move along because there’s too much piping and bongs,
No more griping you can go suck hundreds of dongs,

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

I had the last chance man, I ran and I took it,
Pulled out the jazz hands wham bam I'm a book it,
Its hard to understand all these god damn woman,
But who cares as long as they're tanned and good looking,
Pussy is free for me no need to be hookin',
I love to see ass and tits and bras pushing,
Them there is good cushions, I lay my head smooshing,
My good looking face near the place I call pudding'...
So what's cooking in kitchen babe I need to know,
Oh you don't know how to cook, well hun you need to go,
You need clean the floor and pick up all your clothes,
And wipe your face you got some white powder on your nose,
For real it's time for sure, don't you any more,
I think back to Calgary is where you need to go,
Your washed up you hoe or don't really you know???
So pack your stuff, take your dog and hit the road,

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

I’ve had enough now I’m done I’m washing my hands,
Time for some fun to run and travel the lands,
Pacific ocean, the Sun a beach and some sand,
Some headphones and beats and paper and pens,
I don’t need any friends; no need to make amends,
They’d rather see me with some ash in this fucking can,
But I’m no sucker man; I’ve got another plan,
Involving you puckering up and pulling down my pants,
I like to rave and rant, especially need to let go,
Don’t misbehave anymore negativity is to damn stressful,
And there’s no need for petrol to go where I got to get to,
Meditate to a higher state of consciousness, a gate to step through,
So now I’m going to let you go and think about it,
Water flows like my words drown and drink, now down it,
My God I think I’ve found it, this love is so astounding,
At ease with universal peace, now pound it,

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations

Love, fate, compassion, patience,
These are some of my aspirations,
Lustful dates, passion, naked,
These are some of my inspirations
Track Name: As Above, So Below
As Above, So Below

I wake up every day and I feel out of place,
an alien amongst the human race,
Like I’m from outer space, from another planet,
trying to figure out this world, I don’t understand it…
Goddamn this spaceship’s landed,
mission to find what’s wrong and who planned it???
Roam the land with ropes in hand,
ready to hang the man who sold dope to Sam...
Damn cousin Sam, he’s not your Uncle.
Need to expose the beast, full frontal...
Horde G’s underneath in bundles,
Air, land and sea, budget, double...
What’s that??? I smell it, trouble...
Have a pin, stick it in, pop this bubble...
Magnify, telescopic, Hubble...
Take a look-see, do you spot it??? Rubble…
You can tell by the look on my face,
I’m sick of this place, so I got to pick up pace,
and do up my lace to open up the gates to face Hell,
anti-gravity means I don’t need no weigh scales,
From above I can see these tall tales,
down below, pyramids glow has grown stale...
Microphone mission I won’t fail...
Dethrone Skull and Bones, juxtapose Yale…

Wake up today and see the lighted rays,
Shining down from beyond all sighted space,
The keepers watch with a sighted gaze,
No as above, so below I'll wait...

We work like slaves and the banks are fucking us,
because most of us don’t have a fund to fucking trust...
Buy trucks and go broke to fill them up,
run amok, to and fro for dough to pay them off,
That’s weak sauce, but nothing, I say...
Look down south or east bound for dismay,
Children diseased, they can’t play...
Its all for nothing but greed and money...
The monetary system we live in is prison,
it must be hard living with nothing to piss in,
No food in their stomachs or even medicine,
health therein plummets and no care we’re giving, It’s sickening...
Turn off your TVs, A whole world out there with people grieving...
The land isn’t seeding and babies are teething,
the bombs they are dropping, who are they reaching???
This is me speaking, Gaia is leaking, her heart pours bleeding,
her soul is leaving...
Why are we treating each other like weaklings???
We’re fighting over rubber and meek things...
I’m gagging and heaving every evening,
they’re spreading and reaching the lies they are weaving,
Your eyes they are seeping, its sick and deceiving,
so wake up now while you’re breathing...

Wake up today and see the lighted rays,
Shining down from beyond all sighted space,
The keepers watch with a sighted gaze,
No as above, so below I'll wait...
Track Name: I'm Shady Too
I'm Shady Too

I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm going blind
I need to open up my eyes
and take it all in strides.
I'm Shady too

All these back door bandits out here stranded on the planet
walking around with no fucking clue how to handle it.
Swallowing tablets until their eyes are brandished with
a dull lifeless lull and famished grin.
Sort of a grim day and nobody makes a sound, hey?
No one moves around they just stand there like clowns and look gay.
I'm drinking the cool-aid today. Send me a card and bouquet
of flowers for my headstone, I'm going away.
Screw playing the games that you play. I'll play by different rules, eh.
Carrying different tools Wednesday to Tuesday.
Chainsaws with new chains for sawing into brains
I'll knaw off you're two legs. HAUL's chewing you're blue veins
out. I'm killing it, no doubt. I've always fucking been this deadly
But now my skull is cracked and my cranium is empty.
Fully snap and attack at the lames and deadbeats.
Then kick back and relax as one of the greatest emcees.

I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm going blind
I need to open up my eyes
and take it all in strides.
Its hazy (I'm Shady Too)

Ya there's something wrong with this world as it twists and twirls
Slick dicks and girls. Shit, piss and pearls.
I spit, diss and hurl thick bricks and whirlwind kick
Ya bitch ass quick through thick sticks and oil slicks.
Then dip on a pogo stick and hop away.
I can't hear what they got to say, not today!
The melting pot is hot okay as human flesh rots away.
Sure, I've got to save the day but zombie brains still remain.
I'm fucking aiming for their craniums, there's too many.
I want to stain the stadiums and shoot through plenty.
I threw two penny's and wished the well gently
washed away the hell bending, but nah its never ending.
Who am I pretending to be? Me mending the meek?
I'd rather be tending to the birds and bees.
Nut suck swinging in the breeze. In fact, whip out the meat.
And slap on a jimmie hat and laugh at a STD.
Word.


I'm losing my mind
Maybe I'm going blind
I need to open up my eyes
and take it all in strides.
I'm Shady Too

Fuck you, fuck me. fuck the land and the sea
Fuck the birds and the bees, fuck the cows and the geese.
Fuck the crowds and the peace. Fuck the shrouds and the sheathes
and the heathens dyeing beneath the floor that cracks and creeks.
I need a microphone reason to stark breathing.
these cyclone atmospheric words I'm speaking.
You might not know, but my name is Steven
I sniffed too much blow in my day for dumb reasons.
My heart explodes through my chest, rhyme reasons.
Every single day since my birth, four seasons
I'm kicking and screaming, shit I ain't done teething
I bit my fucking lip and it won't stop bleeding...
No, so I spit directly on the page and read it,
so hard I could whip out my dick and just beat it.
You all just listen to rap, well I need it.
A glistening sperm cell in a nut sack seeded me...
(Thanks Dad!!!)
Track Name: Dippity Doo
Dippity Doo

Okay I must have wrote a thousand letters
I know I'm getting better.
A dope rapper from mac, always a trend setter.
I think I need a sweater, I'm cold like December.
I'm getting old and who in the fucks going to remember
Steve? Oh little old poor me.
I'm up late every night until like four in the morning
Through sun shiny days and horrible storming
rainy weather poring I'm cutting and scoring
beats while you suckers snore under sheets.
I'm slacking on tweets and eating fiber and wheat.
I'm taking a shit and at the same time a leak
I'm covered in grease and aint got no time to sleep.
Beep (alarm clock sound) My names HAUL, it's a pleasure to meet ya.
I'll be your best friend and I'll never deceive ya.
I roll doobies and smoke the best reefer
I like boobies and good movies, the fine features.

I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da day da doo
I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da dippity doo.

A feature film is what I ought to be and honestly
I probably need some sort of frontal lobotomy
to figure out what's wrong with me and all of my psychology.
I need a heart shaped box for all apologies.
But then again you'd be missing a big part of me.
So pardon me as I pass up all your lotteries.
If you've got ass and tits, you'll have a lot of me.
Sorry, I can be an ass. I break pottery.
But I do it with class, nobodies stopping me.
I skipped a lot of class in school, nobody bothered me.
Nope, But is it all wrong?
If it never bothered me, it surely must have bothered my Mom?
I'm stoned and smoking on bongs alone and choking on chron.
Atone to write a new song. I groan as time passes on.
I'm a procrastinator. Class clown, little bastard debater.
I think I'll go to class now and I'll master theater.

I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da day da doo
I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da dippity doo.

And for the third verse I'll use a bunch of curse words
of bees and birds and turtle dicks and fucking moose turd's.
And pussy's and roosters. Man, I got a surge of plans
I'm handing out from my wasteland cranial glands.
I hope the radio pans or its pipe in the land.
Understand, I'm trying to eat and need money in hand
to travel the land. My monkey in sand.
Get funky and jam. Get turnt up and play it again.
I'll say it again, friends and pretends, the names HAUL.
The sickest guy walking with a dick and two balls.
Fuck a text, I'm a call one of my buddies or my Ma.
You can have your Snapchat back, Twitter and all.
I am a slacker at heart who's never really tried hard
on earth at nothing at all, except the art on my wall.
But when I fall down flat I seem to find a way up
and shave the ball sack hair on the back of my nuts, yup

I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da day da doo
I dip da dip da day doo,
I dip da dippity doo.

I did a third, might as well do a fourth one too.
So hurry up and fuckin' pass me the glue.
I'm not as classy as you, I'm a bastard abused.
an addict with bad habits of dancing under the Moon.
I attract all the goons and all the floosy old poon.
Maybe I ought to change soon or end up in a cocoon.
Fuck it I'll pop some baloons and kill a shark with a spoon.
My lifes and funny cartoon. I wake up after High Noon
in a lagoon with a platoon of racoons biting my prunes,
in the middle of June fucking stuck and marooned.
Sure is inopportune throwing these rocks and harpoons
at all these rodent bufoon's stuck here in Wonderland too.
I need a commune to kick back not a fucking saloon.
Drink goose and spoon with the first swamp donkey that moves.
But it's so miniscule, just a tiny picayune
My life's an awesome lampoon, this is my signature tune.
Ewww.
Track Name: I'm Going Crazy
I'm Going Crazy

One of these days I'm a lose my fucking mind,
These old habits of mine. Yo, I think I'm going crazy!!!

One day I woke up, literally soaking in throw up,
I never should have went out, but I guess I had to show up,
Loaded, higher than that of your average bolt of,
Lightning spark and jolt ya. get a charge up off the voltage,
Yup, I'm an electrifying kind of guy,
Fucking awesome when I'm sober, you should meet me when I'm high,
Off the wall just like a fly, no more dealers have supplies...
I'm eating chicken these fries and I'm red all in my eyes,
I love it, chug it.. Where's a skate??? Fuck it, pop shove it.
Heel flip stunted, mad blunted I fucked it...
You know, I always love it when I skateboard,
But what I love more is when I'm naked and I make porn...
A horn dog, lick my bag and eat some corn dogs,
You want the floor mopped, well I've never done a poor job,
I've also never really picked a mop up,
Oh silly me, I should probably clean my slop up,

One of these days I'm a lose my fucking mind,
These old habits of mine. Yo, I think I'm going crazy!!!
One of these days I'm a lose my fucking mind,
These old habits of mine. Yo, I think I'm going crazy!!!

I'm a Bastard Ninja Turtle mixed with Tail Spin,
Plastered in the halls to the Principals jail and,
The walls start melting, I walk away,
Aint no supervision going to kill my buzz today,
No way.. Now, where the fuck's the skateboard??
I don't know what I hate more,
Sand in the bearings or running over lame turds??
Punching out jocks picking on the same nerds.
I'm munching poutine, real gravy with the cheese curds,
And corn dogs, Mini Wheat's and Billet Logs,
Some more frogs for me, my arteries are clogged,
And mostly I won't stop until I'm ghostly.
Go see a movie and complain because I'm an oldie.
Me, you see I'm cornier than most be.
You'd need Charlie Sheen, at least, to come and roast me.
Raise your glass to the air and fucking toast me,
I'm an ass with flair, there's no joking.!.

One of these days I'm a lose my fucking mind,
These old habits of mine. Yo, I think I'm going crazy!!!
One of these days I'm a lose my fucking mind,
These old habits of mine. Yo, I think I'm going crazy!!!
Track Name: Bad Girls Feat. Distinct
Bad Girls Feat. Distinct

I’m attracted to bad girls with daddy issues,
So I travel with shams, pillows and bags of tissues.
I’ll be the man to miss you if I’m not standing with you.
I’ll travel all across the land to hold your hand and kiss you.
I’ll fight the man to diss you and then I’ll just walk you home.
Give me some cookies and I’ll let you taste my Toblerone.
White chocolate on the throat, knocking boots and banging bones.
Send me a text and I’ll come over. Let’s turn off the phones.
Blow on my microphone, I’ll even move the pop filter.
Sweat up a storm for an hour and then take a breather.
I like your baddest features and I’m truly glad to meet ya.
I'm really sorry if you're mommy sucks and daddy beats ya.
Such a beautiful creature and I’d like to dine and treat ya
To Marshalls pad for a bagel and a slice of pizza.
Nah, I don’t know him neither and I’m not hungry either.
Let’s mate like monkeys, bump uglies and take another breather.

Yo there’s something bout’ them Bad Girls in my life
Ya there’s something bout’ them bad girls, it don’t seem right.
But theres something bout them girls.
I don’t what it is I just want to hug them and then fuck them
Chuck them

(Distinct)
It's so sad I go for the goods that's most damaged
Pole dancers with low standards that bone bastards.
She tell me to slow down, I slap her and go faster
Grab her by both antlers and blast till her hole fractures.
Fuck dinner dates, toe tappin yo, that shit is played.
Won't happen yo, Distinct don't leave the house unless I'm gettin brains.
Pussy set in flames. Bed, I wet it, drenched and stained.
Never gave her home, the wench was left to walk in shame.
Game is nasty, kind of like the girls I like beside me.
Rosasha turn's me on, I like the pussy white and smiley.
I'm fucking chubbys boo, to tell the truth they love me too.
Sometimes I trip myself out, did I come into an ugly dude?
Word is proof. My bitch is bad and I ain't lying.
Her breath is horrible and plus she bad at math and science.
So is her hygiene, don't believe me? Check her pantie linings.
Shit is stank, how can a person be this rank and not be dying?

I’m attracted to the baddest girl I’ve ever seen
We get along cause we’re both funny and kind of mean.
She’s like the cutest thing from any scene I’ve ever dreamed.
And it seems we hang better than monkeys in a tree.
But she don’t want to be with me, we’re in the friend zone.
But that’s okay though, our friendship is beneficial.
Sexual missiles and booty popping pistols.
We share rocks and crystals, Ouiji Boards and fish gills.
She likes it when I spit skill, my biggest fan of all.
And that’s for real yo, she high fives the hands of HAUL.
We get drunk and prank call, laugh out loud and crawl
Through the mall and take selphies sicker than all of yall.
Smash my balls and jerk me off
Cause bare back banging this bitty it turns me on.
So much so the first time we humped
It was two pumps and this chump was pumped and done.

Yo there’s something bout’ them Bad Girls in my life
Ya there’s something bout’ them bad girls, it don’t seem right.
But theres something bout them girls.
I don’t what it is I just want to hug them and then fuck them
Chuck them
Track Name: My Illuminati
My Eyes...

My Eyes can see so far into you,
And your skin I see right through,
I get icy finger tips,
But still I can’t call it quits...

I took my last breathe of air, anybody care-
If I’m out there with a flat tire and no spare???
Not a care somewhere in the world,
It’s just me, toxic air and my girl,
In this netherworld I’m in, most living within,
Hidden deep beneath the skin, sin,
Seeping into my soul, falling deeper below,
Creeping into my home it’s untold, so...
Mirror, Mirror on the wall,
Please show me the meaning of it all,
The lies are tall and perfect as I recall,
I rise and fall just to confide and crawl,
All the way back to the mirror where I’m standing,
Clearing my head of the fear she is planting,
In... Her face is full of sin-
Hiding behind my faith within,

My Eyes can see so far into you,
And your skin I see right through,
I get icy finger tips,
But still I can’t call it quits...

Your my Illuminati and your such a hottie,
So I try to understand why you constantly lie to me?
You get high with me and ride beside of me,
And the whole damn time your side eyeing me...
You can't see I am the eye that sees all
I guess you can't see the truth because your lies are so tall
and so far you're so scarred I hate you..
How on earth did I ever find you and date you???
Seems like black magic to me,
I'm a man overboard and I'm fighting the sea,
And I'm stuck in leviathans teeth,
Well I'm sick of it now so I'm riding the beast out,
One last time I'll never be in your mouth again,
So you can just spit me out my friend,
Okay??? I don't want to fight or touch or play,
I just want to find a blade and cut fate...

My Eyes can see so far into you,
And your skin I see right through,
I get icy finger tips,
But still I can’t call it quits...

You suck the life out of everything, blood lust every sting.
Black robes and Saturn's rings. I bring light to the darkness
and harness a stark kiss. The dark lifts when I set fire to harlots.
I'm hardly a spark less star with a sharp gift.
I scarred Mars with a dark rift, yes...
Sparred hard with a charred lizard and left...
Sung Bard with the strong stench of death...
I witnessed your last breath seep, I can't believe I let you breathe.
So now I have to resurrect thee, beast and the harlot. Set me free...

My Eyes can see so far into you,
And your skin I see right through,
I get icy finger tips,
But still I can’t call it quits...
Track Name: Lions of Demise
Lions of Demise

Do you believe the wool that is pulled over your eyes?
The Lies, the things that I despise are on the faces of the Lions of Demise...
I try to find a way to slay the beast and save the day.
But I can’t run or hide, now that I am one, a Lion of Demise...

I'm broken, sullen, jaded and soaking.
While my words are frozen in time, sated outspoken.
I've learnt to mime and keep it inside for my own omens.
I hurt and cry, tug it and pry so you'll never open...
A locked box full of broken components,
I tinker and close it and throw away the key, so you'll never hold it...
I've been chosen so I molded and fashioned,
Ambrosian magic for all this scolding I'm handed.
As old as the planet I've landed on, granted I'm standing here strong.
Stare in the eyes of the beast, so manic and long.
I panic in song, damn it I handle it wrong,
but these roots that I've planted are massive and strong.
So I have to live on, grab it and brandish it long.
Banished to Earth with plans, it's where I belong.
Can't stand it, its wrong. Smashing and banging a gong,
God resonate’s from my soul right into a song...

Do you believe the wool that is pulled over your eyes?
The Lies, the things that I despise are on the faces of the Lions of Demise...
I try to find a way to slay the beast and save the day.
But I can’t run or hide, now that I am one, a Lion of Demise...

Providence. You’re holy Shepherd's are gone and since,
the Masonic lodges have infiltrated in all of this,
All of us choosing have fallen into a bottomless pit.
Clawing and pawing at the edge but I still lose my grip.
Brought in with foolishness, we’re caught under the rule of it.
I sought out the tools of it and dug up all the ghouls within’.
All of the coolest sin’s inside my shale dune skin.
Under the pale Moon’s dim light’s where the hell I’ve been.
Right? It sure seems that way.
Am I ever going to make it to the break of day??
I should be sealed up and locked away. I’m in a state of decay.
And I still pray. But, is this Lucifer???
I just cant see right through the blur.
These shadows on the walls they lurk.
A dark curse has been summoned and casted
upon my soul with an old kind of magic.
Attached to my back are bad habits.
Come take a ride with me through my madness...

Do you believe the wool that is pulled over your eyes?
The Lies, the things that I despise are on the faces of the Lions of Demise...
I try to find a way to slay the beast and save the day.
But I can’t run or hide, now that I am one,
a Lion of Demise...

A monstrosity. These demons always follow me.
I think I've gone and called the beast.
Ouiji boards are taunting me
to ask them what’s been haunting me,
but, I don’t know. Get to the root’s impossible.
Overdose at the hospital and somehow live to tell the show.
A mangled story of entangled webs and glory.
I once had it all and threw it all to rocky quarries.
Flurries and stormy weather won’t do nothing for me
and so I have to find new things to fill my inventory up.
The war within is such gory cut, covered up.
Lure me to a place where I hate, but I’m kind of stuck.
Detour and stop the truck. I’m getting out now, fuck.
You can keep the key’s to this bitch now, I’m out of luck.
Stuck in the sand and muck, I’m old fashioned.
Bottle up my gruff and stuff it all in a trash bin.
Pick up and smash in all of the last ten
years or so or whatever the fuck it has been...

Do you believe the wool that is pulled over your eyes?
The Lies, the things that I despise are on the faces of the Lions of Demise...
I try to find a way to slay the beast and save the day.
But I can’t run or hide, now that I am one,
a Lion of Demise...
Track Name: The Struggle Feat. JCUZ
The Struggle Ft. JCUZ

Why do I live my life this way?
I feel I'm cursed from the cradle to the grave.
I walk this path and sometimes I stray,
But I won't let the struggle cloud my day.

(JCUZ)

So many questions, yet no suggestions.
Thankful for my blessing, but life is still stressing me out.
And compressing my lungs, yo I can't breathe.
Can't sleep, can't eat. Caught in a stampede of thoughts.
So just hand me the gun that I bought. So distraught.
Jaded or not, its like I forgot who I am feeling lost.
Hearts been tossed out the window at high speeds.
It's unlikely that you'll find me, not gripping my gun tightly.
Slipping nightly. Everyday I try to fight me. Shit I just might be
as crazy as they say. We just waste these days me,
I just wan't to stay me, a free spirit.
Until the day I'm disappearing I am never fearing death.
Now I'm contemplating the life I wan't to leave instead.
Old school crip, but when I cut myself I'm bleeding red.
Smoking weed in bed and bleeding out until I'm free and dead.

Why do I live my life this way?
I feel I'm cursed from the cradle to the grave.
I walk this path and sometimes I stray,
But I won't let the struggle cloud my day.

I constantly need something to breathe,
something for me to be at ease and feel completely relaxed at peace.
I should be down on my knees praying for release,
but I keep fucking around and playing with the beast.
Okay, at least I find the time of day to rhyme and float away.
A dime bag to motivate, lorazapam to hold my weight.
A fucking panicked ape, strangled in a manic state,
mangled in a fit of rage trying to break out of my cage.
But, I just turn the page and hope this chapters good okay.
But, this must be the way an addict just looks at his fucking day.
But I don't hate myself, this is the jaded fate I'm dealt.
I chose this life myself and it's something that I hold in doubt.
And no doubt, I probably got to wake up and shape up
my life into something that's more than a crutch.
And as such, I think I'll turn around and look back at my track record.
A new jack in a straight jacket trying to smack hecklers...

Why do I live my life this way?
I feel I'm cursed from the cradle to the grave.
I walk this path and sometimes I stray,
But I won't let the struggle cloud my day.
Track Name: Glowing Halo
Glowing Halo

"What are you doing with your life???" I don't know,
I just go and float around, I follow my Glowing Halo...
These limericks and fables that I'm bringing to the table,
Are grounded stable, yes I'm living how I'm able...
"Where your headed , is it right???" I think so,
But who knows??? Don't mope around or wallow in broken faith no...
I'm still an Angel and I'm killing off these wraiths so,
My life I'm grateful as I follow my Glowing Halo...

Roots planted in Hell, no need for help because I help myself,
Card's I was dealt are upper shelf, so I dug myself out,
The pain I've felt would make most these cowards scream and shout,
So now I dream about my restful soul and worry about my health...
I forged and smelt a blade to cast these Daemons far away,
Sometimes they're hard to slay and they always seem to want to play,
They take the light away, replaced by darker shades of grey,
I'm jaded in the shade but something always seems to guide my way,
To brighter days ahead, I feel it when I raise my head and
Plant my feet upon the Earth my curse is drawn away then,
Locked away in Satan's playpen the snakes den,
The dirt and clay then hold it in place when I walk away,
Friends, I don't really have too many, sordid mortuary,
Overpopulated list of pricks who really kind of scare me,
Overrated is the gist and no one really cares see,
I do it by myself, alone. No weights to hold and carry...

"What are you doing with your life???" I don't know,
I just go and float around, I follow my Glowing Halo...
These limericks and fables that I'm bringing to the table,
Are grounded stable, yes I'm living how I'm able...
"Where your headed , is it right???" I think so,
But who knows??? Don't mope around or wallow in broken faith no...
I'm still an Angel and I'm killing off these wraiths so,
My life I'm grateful as I follow my Glowing Halo...

People talk about trust, well I'm steady trusting double,
But most of the time I'm beat in the head with a shovel,
Led down into a mud hole, they're liars, nothing but trouble,
All let downs and straight clowns, I'm Fred with no Rubble,
And no one's popping bubble, might let you in if your humble,
I'm sick of slipping and stumbles while straight tripping and tumble,
And so I'm gripping my shuttle, your flipping ready to tussle,
Driving whistling in a tunnel, I'm done listening to you hustles,
Go smoke a puddle and have a huddle, just stay away from me now,
I've more important things to than hang around with street clowns,
I'm all about the peace now, love, harmony and freestyles,
The energy in me is flowing out and slaying these beats down,
Its passing through my teeth now, you hear it when I speak out,
And so I let it leak out and seep into the deep ground,
I've made a promise to myself that I've got to keep now,
Surround myself with wealth and keep the shady freaks out,

"What are you doing with your life???" I don't know,
I just go and float around, I follow my Glowing Halo...
These limericks and fables that I'm bringing to the table,
Are grounded stable, yes I'm living how I'm able...
"Where your headed , is it right???" I think so,
But who knows??? Don't mope around or wallow in broken faith no...
I'm still an Angel and I'm killing off these wraiths so,
My life I'm grateful as I follow my Glowing Halo...

I packed my bags and headed out, I hit the road alone,
Sun on my back and no specific track to roam,
No where to call my own, no sir, I just left my home,
Broke and jonsed, feeling owned, on the roam I had to go,
Destination find my soul, hesitation, not no more,
Thats for sure, I had to show myself right through this open door,
Snow galore, back and fourth I was a tragic habit whore,
Sort of a rabbit lured, trapped, snatched, skinned and skewered,
Well thats chapped de jour and nothing that I wan't to eat,
I got away and so I ran upon these rabbit feet,
And sort of magically a light appeared to follow see,
I was lost but now I'm free, there is no looking back for me,
Happier now more than ever, right where I want to be,
I just can't wait to see what the future has in store for Steve,
The Universe at large has more for me, adorned and free,
I scorn the beast directly and stare in the face of adversity,
Track Name: Stars Are Falling
Stars Are Falling

Every time when I look and see when I turn on the TV,
its filled with misery and propaganda imagery.
The scene across the sea is famine and disease.
What kind of alchemy conjured up this magically?
Who's safe with amnesty, allowing this to happen free?
Can't see the reasoning behind this global tragedy.
Where's the morality in Humanity's anatomy?
It's sad to see the catastrophe elaborately in front of me.
It's such a tragedy. You worry about your vanity
and hide from the calamity behind a mask of sanity.
Talk circumstantially, but care less in reality.
We throw it around casually, yet engage in no philanthropy.
Look at the casualty's, cause they don't happen randomly.
An abnormality so big is a fallacy.
No practicality. A cancer on the planet, see?
Spiritual blasphemy, how's that for an analogy??

The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
These meteors they haunt me now.
The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
This planet earth it haunts me now.

It's the same here at home these snakes up on the throne.
Horde the technology, cancer cures and all the gold.
Medical breakthrough, no. Pharmaceutical mould.
Bullet from a grassy knoll, pay your taxes to the trolls.
We’ve been packaged and sold and shipped out in the cold.
With no directions or guidance to tell us where to go.
Born new and growing old, subjected to a mold.
Hope to get a good hand, play our cards and never fold.
That’s how the story goes in metaphorical woes.
Carry a grain of salt home because you never know
What life is going to throw into your soup and bowl.
Nobody cares anymore, 6 pack and the super bowl.
The equator to poles, rotating as a whole.
In the obsidian sky gyrating on our globe.
Mother Earth, we call her home and I don’t want to know
what we’re gonna reap and sow when story folds.

The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
These meteors they haunt me now.
The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
This planet earth it haunts me now.

So who is in charge of shaping our destinies?
The power hungry with Luciferian recipes.
Illuminati’s and other secret societies
Melodically smother our fires and our serenities.
How’d they begin to be, these sinister entities?
Weapons malevolently intently killed how many Kennedys?
This is tremendously unpleasantly peasantry.
Our tenancies on the planet seems to be headed dreadfully.
Beheaded mentally severely by the enemy
We need a recipe to remedy this global felony.
And then eventually hopefully reach amenity.
Essentially we desperately need empathy centrally.
The greed’s incredibly week for our longevity,
the meek shall inherit the earth and pay for everything.
It’s so oblique and quite potentially threatening
To turn the other cheek to tendencies of inequity.
Our life expectancy is corporate supremacy.
The complexity of the spiders web is woven endlessly.
Fundamentally we’re presently in a clemency.
But it’s okay to break free from the penitentiary.

The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
These meteors they haunt me now.
The Stars are falling down,
I see them all around the hallowed ground.
This planet earth it haunts me now.