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Soul Purpose [Bonus Tracks]

2001

to explode, 
'Cause you're taking mad long with my ID
I'm in here weekly
You know my face by now, 
Stop wasting my time, you know the deal, get me out of this

You Never Called Back 

by Tommy Boi  

Staying up late chillin' in your room
Talking 'bout the future like it was me and you
You talked so big like

I got the blade on my back when i step in the booth
Empty packs of da backwoods all over the room
The outcome is a blood bath me vs you
Yall cant

who in charge, they make-believe
I come from robbin' shit to Nawfside
I was robbin' jeans
I tell that ho get off my back
'cause only room there for my

of the room. Hands by their side their eyes at their shoes.
Soft hearts with a matching voice. Muscles all akimbo only when they play their toys.
The words that

on the trigger
Words like bullets blast the brain
Nails a brittle edge of a breaking glass in a bar room brawl
Lay myself like a big jack rat
Limp and lazy

Woke me up at nine am
My manger screaming "oh no not again"
Booked a flight for around 11 I'ma Leave the House by ten
We sipping something sweet
Out

Say, listen to the big tune in my guan
Bitch, I'm stuck
Bitch, I'm talkin' big racks, big six, they ain't big facts
Bitches wanna hang with the big

Now in the room there is vomit and cryin' goin' on
cnd happy hookers that their Johns dead drunk
Big Jesus take me away
Don't wanna see none of this by

Boy im feeling you harder than
I’m feeling this heartache
Whatcha say you and i dip
Grab the glass of bacardi and
We’re outta this party
In the back

of wine on Monday.
All by yourself in your room.
And it's hard to believe when the lights go down.
And it's so hard to see when the lights go down.
And you

well I got to open this door

I left the room
And I don't what happened
What a lost cause that
I wasted my time on
Make a big deal yeah i know you're

When you walk into the room, the lights seem to get brighter
We decide to kill the lights, and hang by the midnight fire
If you're thinking, what I'm

High Heels & Brushed Steel 
Written by William Duncan & Gregory Dale

I sit here and drink my glass
I’m bout to whoop your ass
You strut in all tall

gave me the sign, 
I said the big fat chicks always blow my mind mind mind.
Let me take you on up to my room,
And if my bed don't break we can do

Self Evident

Ani DiFranco

Peace Not War

2003

heeding hyper-distillation 
I've got no room for a lie so verbose 
I'm looking out over my whole human family 
And I'm raising my glass in a toast

the stairs, cause this doesn’t happen fast
Steaming up the windows
Leaving prints of my ass
Finally make it to the room
Mirrored ceiling staring back
Big

Caught by yourself with petty convictions
That crucified anyone's small expectations of having uncertainty creep into rooms
Single flick of a cigarette

lonely in your room late, late at night
Would it be okay if i stand by your side

So let's raise another glass to your friend on the moon
And be grateful

Boy im feeling you harder than i'm feeling this heartache
Whatcha say you and i dip
Grab the glass of bacardi and we're outta this party
In the back

stuck in a pose
Looking like somebody who knows
They don't have a clue where to go

I'm always hiding in a mask
In a room filled with broken glass
Where

We’re gonna have a big party tonight
With broken glass and drinking all night
There is no need to worry for you
Cause friends and booze will help

a century long sixteen years
Since we lifted Sam up by the big ears 
As the foreman wrapped upon the door
I swore I wouldn't drink for sixteen more

His face

It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

Broken glass everywhere
People pissin' on the stairs, you know they