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4. The World feat. Kid Cudi & Kid Anonymouski & Alvin Lee

The World feat. Kid Cudi & Kid Anonymouski & Alvin Lee

(Inhale, and I want you to exhale, and I want you to follow your breath) "Alvin Lee: I'd love to change the world, but I don't know what to do." Hello, yeah, uh Dammit here it goes again that Door has closed be-hi-i-nd me, Now it's time to find out what's been Hiding deep in-si-i-de me, Careful for what I might find might Make me want to change my mind, That's alright, don't think twice, I'm Fin to change my paradigm, I will fight, yes I will, I can meet Kid Cudi still, I've got dreams, you will see, I'll be on the cover of magazines, That you see, yes I will, I will rap on Cudi beats, It's my time, you will see me Change this space entirely, Yes you will, yes you will *Start Chorus* "Cudi: I embraced it. I embraced the fear, the danger, I enjoyed the fact that I was going in uncharted territory. It was like, a sense of wonder for me." *End Chorus* I'll Change the world rear- -range the world, flip that gray to black, If I'm feeling down and out this Beat has got to have, the Sickest most Illest most Wicked most Livid Kid Cudi on this track, I've Left an open verse for you I Hope you have my back! I Don't have too much going on I Cope within this life, I Think that I might end myself if I can't live alive, I Drift into the dolo zone, Please don't let me go alone, You and I have shared this home so we Both know how this story goes the Very best way to help a man who Fell into a hole, is Not to be an a-hole but to Crawl inside yourself, (Cudi: why?) Don't throw me a rope, I'd pre- -fer a passage way, because If you throw a rope at me I'd Hang down there for days, I'm still growing up, I've, Got no self est-e-em, People like to brag a lot but I'm Still chasing my dream, I've tried every sport I tried to Fit in at my school, ma- -ture is what I told myself when I Simply wasn't cool, I Think I may just lose it if I Can't get this track off, I am fuckin tired if I come Off as an asshole, I'm so self entitled I think I have just lost it, I'd Love to change the world but I'm not Sure where to start, man But you do, you know where to start, man, you do. *Start Chorus* "Kid Cudi: Life will throw you a shit ton of curveballs, it's scary... But like, if you believe, man... you know... if you believe... and if you want it, and if you want to work hard enough for it... it can be so. Because there's no difference from me to you. I just really wanted this shit. I wanted it bad. You know? And I didn't want to be a failure." *End Chorus* *Kid Cudi's verse*...awaiting arrival. *Start Chorus* (10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1... Scott... Scott... Scott... Scott... That's good. You alright?) *Chorus fades out* RIP Alvin Lee.

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9. I Be Low (Hey, Cudi, Hey)

I Be Low (Hey, Cudi, Hey)

I be low, like All the fuckin time, Think I'll smoke some dope tonight to Ease it out my mind, I Wanna grab a skinny bitch and Show her who she is, Show her that there's more to life than What she's living with, I kindly ask my friend of this like What's the point of bliss, my Spliff had just burned out and now my Friend doesn't exist, I Calmly sit in shade embrace the Seasons as they pass, I'm Sad that I'm alone again I Always finish last, last (Chorus) It's like that other song, this One ain't better, I'm Focused on the bigger picture, It's like a letter, To a younger you, and To an older me I Took a trip with fantasy and Lost hold of reality, Now I be low, I be low, yep! Hey Cudi hey, I be low, I be low, hey Cudi hey, yep! I be low, I be low (Chorus) Chillin with my demons as I Walk into the mass, I Think I need some weed in me to Get me through this class, Fuck it I'm depressed, I Think I need some ass, Don't Wanna be a loner, I Think I have a plan, Jealous was a younger man with Records on his shelf, Posted in his zone again with Buds he sold himself, Crying out for Cudi like a Stan to Eminem, I Promise I ain't crazy man I'm Tired and I'm stressed, But I be high, if you Help me with a track, Maybe I'll get drafted and I Won't have to go back, To serving tables, I'll Sign with Wicked Records, Live within a dream within a Dream within depression, (Chorus) It's like that other song, this One ain't better, I'm Focused on the bigger picture, It's like a letter, To a younger you, and To an older me I Took a trip with fantasy and Lost hold of reality, Now I be low, I be low, yep! Hey Cudi hey, I be low, I be low, hey Cudi hey, yep! I be low, I be low (Chorus) I be low, I Turned all of my lights off, I Block the sun with shade and now I've Gotta fight the dark off, At First I was afraid, I Thought that I would lose, All I knew were words and the Kindness that I choose, she Took a steel dagger, and Drove it through my heart, Homies turn away, you don't Wanna see this part, Women try to use me and they Treat me like I'm stupid, One day I'll be high enough and I will be the cool kid, But I be low, When I'm packin up another bowl, I be low, Because I shelter up my feelings yo, I be low, When I go on dates by myself, I be low, Because I don't know what to tell myself, But I be high, When I'm chillin with a gucci girl, I be high, When she pulls me into her world, But I be low, If you're chilling with another man, I be low, Just in case you forgot where I'm at, (Chorus) It's like that other song, this One ain't better, I'm Focused on the bigger picture, It's like a letter, To a younger you, and To an older me I Took a trip with fantasy and Lost hold of reality, Now I be low, I be low, yep! Hey Cudi hey, I be low, I be low, hey Cudi hey, yep! I be low, I be low (Chorus) I be low, I Wish I could be higher, I'd Love to date a truther, And Not a fuckin liar, I Ask'em for their number, they Rarely ever give it, and If they ever do, they for- -get a couple digits, I Compliment their style, I'm Always mister nice, I Tell them that they're pretty, that I could treat them right, I Always get blow off, Anxiety has hardened, I Never get blown on, and I feel retarded, Fuck it that's life, man, Everything's retarded, I Started making songs again, When my heart departed, Never had I thought that I would Feel so alone, Everything I do I do my- -self and on my own, I be low, I just can't seem to make that change, I be low, I am strange but I'm not the same, I be low, On the ground lookin at the birds, I be low, I wish that I could leave this earth (Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas) "There he goes... one of God's own prototypes... a high powered mutant of some kind never even considered for mass production... too weird to live... and too rare to die." END.

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13. Man on The Moon Part II ((Wicked))

Man on The Moon Part II ((Wicked))

Dear KiD CuDi I'm Bobby Mash, I Come from a place where I lived in Pax, I Used to burn blunts with my crew way back, I'd sell'em all dubs and I'd just relax, I was Just like you when you lived in the ends, O- -D with the drugs and I lost my friends, I hadda getaway and so I moved out west but I Fell right back into that mess again, I Sat in my room and rocked man on the moon cuz I Thought if you knew that i was like you too that we could All get along and rock out to your tunes with a Pretty ass dime and her wife beater too, Plastic deals in that drink you nurse, Scott I'm tired of the girls who don't see me on earth, Make me a star, leave the shade for the birds, I can leave these bars, but never this curse, I Imagine all the time, shit it's all that I do, I Imagine being dead, what does that mean, to you? Am I Just a waste of space? Inside of your brain? Solo dolo livin get me out of this cage, I Wish I could escape, these Are my darkest days, I could use a hand, for the Hell that I raise, I Know we are the same, Scott, I'm writing you this page, Please embrace the martian and the demons I face My world is on fire and no one can save me but you, Wi-cked what desire will make stoners like us both do, I think that I will just leave this planet like you, I cannot stand it I need to leave this place soon, Oh yes I do, Scott, I... feel like the man on the moon, Scott, I... I am the man on the moon, like you This song is dedicated to KiD CuDi... wherever you are... now... I'm good! Yep, yeppers, smile if the roach is burning, I am a vegan but I'll kill a snake if snakes are lurkin', I've had problems, I've got issues, I'd Trade all of them in and display them behind windows, so You could see me, and You could judge me, You will determine if Anybody wants me, I do have value, though I'm a weirdo, Save me Scott Mesc, dude, I'm Not a fuckin zero! You're my favorite rapper and I Need your fuckin help, Save me from the fate that I've Bestowed upon myself, Pull me from this hell, it's Lonely in this space, I'm Fin to roll a dutch and blow a Shotgun to my face, I can smell her sittin, I Found her with great ease, Said she's down for trickin' so she Got down on her knees, I'm Fin to poker face, Hide all these emotions, I'm Floating on a cloud I split my Cranium wide open What a wicked game we've played, I wish my life would change, So I could be just like you, I just need help my dude What a wicked track this is, I've been so god damn lit, I hope that you hear this shit, Cous you can save this kid, Scott, I... I am the man on the moon, Scott, I... I am the man on the moon, With you Near the end of the first twenty years into the new millenium, I heard a voice. A voice which had been speaking to me from another world for quite awhile. A voice which spoke of sadness and hope never before unraveled so creatively and dope. This was the voice of a young man who not only believed in his dreams, but in himself too. Soon after entering the most eery and unstable part of my adventure, that voice disappeared and left me a naked target. I was cannonaded by all the terrors of the night. This is the beginning of my journey, a chapter to something new. Now I need help from you, Scott. You were the first... man... on the moon. You're gonna love me, Scott! You're gonna love me, Scott.

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15. 04. Beautiful (instrumental)

04. Beautiful (instrumental)

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