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Leaving Here

Pearl Jam

Home Alive: The Art of Self Defense

1996

this town 'cause you don't treat 'em right.
Oh, take a train (take a train), fly by plane (fly by plane),
Yeah, gettin' tired (gettin' tired), sick

Game Over

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
You better not play soft I’ll rip your face off

Full Of Rage

Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)

1st Verse
Nobody will survive it’ll be your last day alive

is homey better do you
Coz a one hit wonder never hit twice
And when the trends are gone you gone hate life
Coz money come money go like a train ride

was dinner?" said,"Mine was great"
Had the salmon and beer, she had the wine and steak
Last album kind of late
That was my mistake
Shit was kind

the cheese
The first maps were drawn up by the blacks
But these white historians don't wanna acknowledge that
They try to keep us in the dark in a nigga trap

on that? You a joke on tracks
You get killed by the shit that I ghost on tracks
Y'all don't even know half the shit I wrote on tracks
But time will tell,

I’ll take some Kendrick Lamar or Kanye West before the guy went insane, you’re a god? Nope you’re a train wreck again.  When will we finally deem his

to see
Hate is something I regret that I give life, I let it breathe
Moving like a freight train, tryna leave the 803
Dying just to find a place they don't

the clothes tight
Before you step to me go get your flows right
Keep my bread rising my work is the yeast
Trynna get good I could train you like I'm Whis
Say

who would write this
Woah
Till I'm on your playlist Imma kill an album later
But man still I gotta make it like I'm Tyler The Creator
I'm a monster

on to the next make sure that my bags light
Been in hell to long making this my last time
Void the soul contract I had signed
How did four years pass by already I

This the tempo to my lullaby
Where Im left here with no tears to cry
Only flashing lights thats passing by
What a fast mind for my last minutes
Im

Running outta ink, I still goin' write
Raising the damn bar of musical excellence
Rappers sound illiterate, while I express eloquence
My album is

synchronisation..
Wake up, hang like the drum
For the last hour we've been
Shouting from our lungs
See there's a flower
That's devoured by the path
But you have

Taught by Master Fard, hard
Now I'm pulling your card (Ah yeah)
We travel, unravel, dabble in the dopeness
A jam that make you want
To know who wrote this

I'm so sure that I show no mercy
I'm so pure
I might leave your nose coke thirsty
Hot boy, hot oil, every verse fryin'
Suicide Music will be the
Last

and rhymes? Just saying
I've been blazing all year and they ain't listen right, they was acting like my album was the Kryptonite
This time last year, man, I was

rose the bar, I set the tone
I go so hard, my flesh and bone adamantium covered

Yeah we the X-Men, on The Last Stand with my brothers

Don't know how

People's Choice

Defari

Focused Daily

1999

Rollin' down the diamond lane 

Travel by train, bus, boat, car or airplane 

To different venues with our names on the fliers 

Likwit niggas known

Baby I'll take the first train here and the last train back
I would sprain my leg and break my back
I would turn new gears I've never moved to make

Lovesick and on the mend
Heaven and back again

Its not you thats by my side

Where did the summer go was it missing home
I thought we were alone at last it

It's About Time

John Denver

Country Roads Collection

1997

This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the It's About Time album, and has also been released on the Country Classics album

Well I dreamt you were a train
That I could not catch
I threw off my heels
And ran barefoot down the tracks
I reached for the last car
But you were