Afraid to speak My soul is weak Can’t say how I feel Cause everything's a mistake Don’t lean on me Cause I just might fall down Where did we go wrong? You didn’t like my song? Tried the best I could I guess I did it all wrong And all I can say Is that I'm sorry Tried the best I could And I fucked it up anyway Chorus Don’t act like u don’t care Cause I know u do You can't erase the years Even if you wanted to Bittersweet memories Make my heart pound Afraid to speak In need of some space Never got the chance To plead my case And everyday (u know me) No matter what I say Always gonna be the bad guy anyway Chorus Don’t act like u don’t care Cause I know u do You can't erase the years Even if you wanted to Bittersweet memories Make my heart pound

Johnny was a good boy who always did bad He never realized all the things that he had Come out of the bar every night He never took a cab Got behind the wheel and drove home The boy was bad He stole from all of the family that he had When he didn’t get his way, ooo The boy was mad Sold dro on the side, and always shorted your bag I told Johnny one day, he's gonna wear a toe tag His mama tried to reason with him everyday But he never wants to hear a single word she say Always gives her grief He never goes to school And she cries and she cries Swearing he used to be good So he screams at the top of his lungs That he's gotta impress all of the neighborhood Mama said don’t mind what people think But then he left the house to go out and drink Chorus Johnny b bad, he got his mind off track, right And he’s gonna start a fight, and you know he’s gonna Later on that night Johnny was picked up by the cops On the corner downtown, slangin' some rocks And the judge didn’t like it Didn’t give him the time of day Didn’t even want to hear a single word he say But his mama got up, she got up and screamed Judge have mercy, he's my baby And the judge found him guilty on the count of 3 And now he's spending a year in the penitentiary Chorus Johnny b bad, he got his mind off track, right Johnny B. Bad

Every star has it’s time to shine But now your time is soon to come And as I sing this lonely tune One second closer to the end my love Pre-Chorus The writing on the wall, it bears your name A reflection of the past, it’s such a shame What should I expect from this new age? Your heart is no longer needed They’ve got copy and paste What do these vampires want from me? They want my soul, ain’t never gonna set me free Their excuses make it so easy But that’s only what they want you to believe Pre-Chorus The writing on the wall, it bears your name A reflection of the past, I’m such a shame I tried, but I never found a solution We survived the battles, but the war was never won Chorus Look inside and see Do you really believe? A constant occupation of corporate observation Turn your soul into an equation They think it works I don’t think it does (2nd Time Around – “I don’t think its right”) Artificial duplication of real inspiration Give respect to what is true Pre-Chorus Chorus

I can’t pay attention long enough to make you stay I forgot to mention again I’m sorry But you knock me down, pick me up Use and abuse me please I don’t care, no I don’t care That’s part of my problem lately Chorus I’ve been bitter But I’ll try to find my way To better days and let these feelings wash away I care what you say Maybe a little too much these days My fault anyway but still I complain Lock me up, kick me down See me on the ground I don’t know what to do with myself She says that I need some help I know Chorus I’ve been bitter But I’ll try to find my way To better days cause you’re better off this way Chorus I’ve been bitter But I’ll try to find my way To better days I’ve been bitter But I’ll try to find my way To sunshine and let these feelings wash away

I hope that these grey skies Clear up someday But for now I’ll sing I’ll sing my blues away And I don’t care if nobody hears me I’d scream it to the world if I had to Just to prove how much I need you Chorus Baby baby where are you? when are u coming home? My song don’t mean nothing if u ain’t there to hear it It don’t mean nothing if u ain’t there to hear it Bridge Sitting by the seaside, waiting for the surf to come

It’s a beautiful day outside Not a cloud in the sky except one that looks like an angel Warm summer breeze Mild, let it be Almost to good to be true Chorus Take a path to somewhere Well I sometimes think well into the night Under a moon lit sky and candlelight Navigate the stars with your mind Warm summer breeze Mild, let it be Almost to good to be true Chorus Take a path to somewhere

COME BACK DITKA!!! Nothing more to say

Rappin’ so nice put your head in a cloud Bumpin’ that shit so loud now blow your speakers out Let the bass pound, dig into the sound That’s true love, this fluid mind sound I’ll never let u know what time it is Convince you my rhyme can fizz I’m sick of the biz And I ain’t even close yet Soon to wind up dead, got a price on my head Oh lord save me from what’s already been said No need to hide what I feel Like a book I’ve got u read I look into your eyes and peek into your head You think I'm insane, messed up in the brain Blind in the mind by design A de-functional mess that’s been unblessed I know what I’ve seen, and you'd believe me if u were me So sit back, relax, I’m under control Christians' got the rhythm Franks' got the soul I set the controls for the heart of the sun Sit back relax The party has now begun And we got so much in store You’d think I was a whore Rhymes delivered so freely Always substance at the core See I don’t really rap the way other cats do My music is a contraceptive for the disease Of the bullshit tunes And if u got the blues Cause there’s no refuge for u if u want to hear something new Look at the pompous musicians of our time How many have been corrupted by money They’re snorting lines, drinkin' as much as they please With women all over the place Then they go on the TV and rub it in your face That has no place in me I only seek god's tranquility We all need peace in this wicked fuckin' place that we call home built on blood and stone Always treading the unknown I always watch behind my back (It’s the Hubble Quest and the Fluid Minds) It’s the professionals rehearsing While the amateurs practice And the naturals stand around And think the fastest