(Crocker)
/So many years tryna persevere/ Nose to the stone whip work from fear/ Dealin’ with the thought that the curtain near/ If it don’t break soon I’ll be hurtin’ here/ Meetin' after meetin', same response/ Songs kinda ehh, but they never pop/ Next one flop, I’ll be so distraught/ Hand on the line, it was all for naught/ A&R nod said it kinda knock/ Ask of my plans, ask where it stops/ Say, shit, when I’m done with the album charts/ Say ten number 1’s and then I’ll drop/ Smiles and he says, let’s get the contract/ Feel my heart skip, start dialing contacts/ Hit my mans up, said now it’s on Jack/ From here on out it’s all Leers and bra straps/ Say congratulations, that’s what you get after all the hatin'/ Tell them boys they ain’t sayin’ Nathan/ Your reward for saving faith and/ When you ignored and soldiered on/ ‘For the shit payoffs, now the boulder gone/ When you ain’t have a dime to go perform/ Put your face down, kept rollin’ on/ Right about then, I felt my soul had warmed/ I said I’ll hit you back with this all is done/ Reached back, called my moms/ It’s been a long time since I been at home/ She been kinda ill, I been thinking long/ I know G-d with her, and see she’s strong/ Dial up the house, brother breathing hard/ Said the cardiac took her won’t believe she’s… gone.

(Kronkite)
/… so I say to myself, "Self, do I feel lucky?"/ Am I Chuck Norris fighting off the evil that force me?/ Can’t get my bread, oh yeah, I like it crusty/ It’s a reassuring feeling when I help to bring up the young seeds/ Swimming waters with sharks is tough, see/ Hand over them handouts, take them, we plan now/ Live month to month, populate, then act like runts/ But prove where he is wrong, and watch them mock the sin/ Democrats, we lock them in, Republicans, we lock them in/ But the majority would rather worry about the new popping trend/ First to know will probably tweet this when we all meet are end/ Is there any way to stop them, can anybody stop them/ I hear the people yelling, but can’t feel the boat rocking/ /They said Bush: We can’t stop him/
/ Obama: We won’t stop him/ Democracy is failing...and all I can do is watch them/

(Hillary Keane)
/Now, where do I stand?/ Sifting reluctantly through back up plans/ American Idol’s idle hands/ Forced to step back and face the bland/ So close, I could taste it/ Jumped the gun and said I made it/ No other dreams worth embracing/ What is life without creating?/