Alien Vs. Editor - Sam Ryan

Fire the Editor He's killing the flame Fire the Editor I know there's no place for blame But he's trying to save me from failure But I have already failed 'Cause I let him in No, never again But I'm not afraid I've already failed so many times You're the only one on my side I'm counting myself I've already failed so many times But I'm not afraid I've already failed so many times No, I'm not afraid I'm counting myself I've already failed so many times And if I see him again Best believe me We'll be havin' words (we'll be havin' words) And if I see him again Best believe me We'll be havin' words (we'll be havin' words) Oh, I'm not afraid (not afraid) I've already failed so many times You're the only one on my side Counting myself I've already failed so many times (oh)

Letter to the Editor Pocket full a promises Baby empty bellies Poverty and Democracies And political rallies But who the rich a lobby for Using me for votes Pretend a mi yuh sorry for Then win and its a joke I'm sick of trick or treaters in costumes like dem as leaders Charismatic public speakers False prophets and fake healers Articulate perfect grammar scammer Scamming us for votes Infront of tv camera with an innocent approach Nuh mo lies and fallacies Bun apologies Try nuh ask please when a squeeze and yuh pan yuh knees Justice or else says the minister Farakhan Suh me stand up a Gordon house Wid my Glock Inna me hand If I take it literally, fuck it geez I'm kinda sorry But smaddy need Fi answer Gimmi Di microphone and Mek mi rep di innocent paying recompense for money spent to feed the governments Yo! Gimmi Di microphone get the people riled up too much fuckery Piled up get di ting dem oiled up Parallel universes in the same Ol' hemisphere Authorities they don't care with dem nose up in the air Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem better for it Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem better for it Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah Mek the stench from ghetto fences permeate dem residences extend up through the trenches up to where the presidents is Karma pan Di ones and twos yes it turn the tables Had enough a you with your parable and fables Jamaican bad gal queen and revolutionary Neva quick Fi start a war but shoot whenever necessary Product of the inner city Where me come from it nuh pretty Survive the nitty gritty Ain't nobody taking pity Survival kinda sticky In New York Cali and Philly A di same ting a gwaan in a Kingston Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem better for it Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah Cause our bombs dem metaphoric We talk Di truth and mek Di youths dem better for it Cause I'm a fighter, yeah If you agree put up yuh lighter, yeah These are the da days of the last days, pan the last page of Di book of the dark age We a path ways wid oppressors Seek Predecessors Wake up ancestors Den we team up together We will meet we will meet pan Di battle Di battle ground Trade mi microphone For a shottie and some copper stones Just be ready When Di gavel sound Bun a folly ground fus Jah surround us So We never nervous Was a mental war now this shit turn physical From long time scar we a reap the residual From slavery to now, now the ting get critical Dem CyAh kill we soul cause dem sight sey we spiritual So They be like, hey Prod the bull under Sykes as subliminal, get them mad Then chastise dem as criminal Give wi drugs under guise sey it clinical

"Vipassana is a science of mind and matter How the mind is influencing the body And later, how the body is influencing the mind" Yesterday? Forget it Tomorrow is? Nada The present is right here, through the breath, watch it Atheist Jesus piece, hangin' on a cross We sit and discuss God on lawn chairs About how we got here What it is, what it isn't, shit Fate versus faith, scrimmaging with coincidence Leave out the marketing, hold up on the business end Focus on the genuine, and everything else, you can shed the skin I was a couple moves away from being dead In that ER overdosing, eyes bleeding red I fell in love, made an album, got a buzz Lost it all, sobered up, and guess what? Now we meet again And now I'm back, finally just laughin' Expectations are resentments waiting to happen Studying the dharma, karma, vipassana practice Bahá'u'lláh, Buddha, God, to the mountaintop and I'm traveling Learning, yes, reflecting on what matters People, impermanence, lack of attachments It's space and time, a couple of man-made distractions The measure of a spirit that no human can ever capture Church, this booth is my Vatican I don't control life, but I can control how I react to it Student of the breath, brick beats and balancin' Desire versus truth until I finally find happiness I was put here to do something before I'm lying in that casket I'd be lying on the beat if I said I didn't know what that is The world's a stage and we play a character, I found him It took me 20-something years and a bunch of shitty soundchecks I'm not gonna be content 'til I find gratitude Regardless of my sales or the record deals they're handing you If the next generation takes our legacy and samples you We'll have a bunch of mp3s and misled kids to pass 'em to I use my veins to create the color I paint from Delve into self 'til my heart becomes my paint brush I told my mama I'm not stoppin' 'til my name's up Thinking those comments on that blog is gonna save us Searchin' for everything but God to validate you Get insecure and then we start blaming the haters Used to look to women to fill a part of me that was vacant Truth, the only thing that I ever used in moderation So I stare into this paper instead of sitting at a cubicle Take all the ugly shit inside and try to make it beautiful Use the cement from rock bottom and make it musical So the people can relate to where I've been Where I'm going, what I've seen, what I've heard From the guts, fuck the glory Just a person on a porch putting it all into recording Many in my past and many that came before me I just keep walkin' my path and blessed to share my story

Oh girl, this boat is sinking There's no sea left for me And how the sky gets heavy When you are underneath it! Oh. I want to sail away from here. And god. He came down down down down down down down down And said (down down down down down down down down) Nothing (down down down down down down down down) He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg? That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh? And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard, Yup yup five a bone When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before Finally got to see what all the hype was on And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen To the system Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass Not the kind of hit from the kick drum Hot box, let the bass bump Take it to the face, gulp Months later the use went up Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff But Goddamn he loved that feelin' Purple rain coated in the throat Just so healin' Medicine alleviate the sickness Liquid affix and it comes with a cost Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin' Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it Didn't even think he had a problem Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous Room spinnin', Thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup His eyelids closed shut Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up He never got up, he never got up We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us Nah, it won't be us Oh girl, this boat is sinking There's no sea left for me And how the sky gets heavy When you are underneath it! Oh. I want to sail away from here. And god. He came down down down down down down down down And said (down down down down down down down down) Nothing (down down down down down down down down) He just wanted to act like them He just wanted to rap like him Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds The fact of it is most people that rap like this Talkin' about some shit they haven't lived Surprise, you know the drill Trapped in a box, declined record sales Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells So we try to sound like someone else This is not Californication There's no way to glorify this pavement Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant Despite how Lil Wayne lives It's not conducive to being creative And I know 'cause he's my favorite And I know 'cause I was off that same mix Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation Months later I'm in the same place No music made, feeling like a failure And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement I've seen my people's dreams die I've seen what they can be denied And "weeds not a drug" - that's denial Groundhog Day life repeat each time I've seen Oxycontin take three lives I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside Cheatin' and lyin' Friendship cease, no peace in the mind Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying That rush, that drug, that dope Those pills, that crumb, that roach Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug And growing up nobody ever does Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become Swore I was gonna be someone And growing up everyone always does We sell our dreams and our potential To escape through that buzz Just keep me up, keep me up Hollywood here we come Oh girl this boat is sinking There's no sea left for me And how the sky gets heavy When you are underneath it Oh, I want to sail away from here And god. He came down down down down down down down And said Nothing