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(Spoken Intro)
What do you do when you know something’s bad for you
And you still can’t let go?

(1st verse)
I was naive
Your love was like candy
Artificially sweet
I was deceived by the wrapping
Got caught in your web
And I learned how to plead
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely

(Chorus)
And it hurts my soul
Cos I can’t let go
All these walls are caving in
I can’t stop my suffering
I hate to show that I’ve lost control
Cos I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

(2nd verse)
I should have known
I was used for amusement
Couldn’t see through the smog
It was all an illusion
Now I’ve been licking my wounds (licking my wounds)
Woke up in love and seems so great (deeper, deeper)
We both can’t subdue
Darling you hold me prisoner (prisoner)

(Chorus 2)
I’m about to break
I can’t stop this ache
I’m addicted to your lure
And I’m feeling for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need…

I can make it
It’s some state I’m in
Getting nothing everytime
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this moment
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

Everytime I try to grasp for air

I get smothered and this sky, it’s never over, over
Seems I never wake from this nightmare
I let out a solid breath, let it be over, over

Inside I’m screaming
Breaking, pleading the world
Ahh…

My heart has been bruised
So sad but it’s true
Each peep reminds me of you

It hurts my soul
Cos I can’t let go
All these walls are caving in
I can’t stop my suffering
I hate to show that I’ve lost control
Cos I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need…

I’m about to break
I guess I missed it
I’m addicted to your lure
And I’m feeling for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need…

I can make it
It’s some state I’m in
Getting nothing everytime
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this moment
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

I say…
I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

Only thing I need to do is walk away

I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

I need to get away from it
I need to walk away from it
Get away, walk away, walk away

Featuring Buddha Brothers

[DJ Law]
Live and direct from the land of VA
It’s Buddha radio Buddha Brothers in your area
Causin mass hysteria your man cool DJ Law on the set
[Big B]
Aiyyo I’m Big B rollin and sparkin and kickin shoutouts
Gotta say whattup to Miss Missy out there
Big up to Magoo
Gotta say big up Nickie and Playa all representin Vi. Beach
[DJ Law]
Word is bond settin you up for the big breakdown
Buddha Brothers ain’t no others now and forever
Yo this is that new joint from my man Timbaland
And son let me tell ya it’s SMOKIN
Tim ya large boy!
Buddha radio peep it

[Timbaland]
What
It’s that big man, from the big V.A.
Ha ha, de de, de de, day
It’s that big man, from the big V.A.
Got da, ha ha, he he, hay
I got more women that Willy Wonka got choco-late

My pocket gets fatter than Jacob on twenty Ladders
All that matters is my rhyme style gets fatter
As the, jam, goes
Three years I waited, my rhyme style got constipated
It finally came in, F’d around and got debated
Glad I made it, out of the ghetto
My rhyme style is heavy, it comes out smooth, and kind of subtle
Whaaat??
Whaaat?? Kaiser back at you one mo’ gen
Bringin to you all my friends
Baby girl, Aalyiah
Ginuwine, Magoo
Uhh, Nickie
Misdemeanor
Of course me
Ahh yeah
So right about now
You got to ease on back
Huh
I can’t forget about Playa, one time
So you know what? Man
Me and Playa we gonna do this thing like
Yo baby, I want you to put on your dress
Cause I put on my suit
Hahahahaha
Ahhhhh

1105
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- a check two, a mic a check two
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, and I’m a check you

I start most of my raps off kinda slow
Just so you could see exactly where it gonna go
I make sure your body’s strapped in
Cause I’ma tailspin and you’re liable to get thrown
The bible is the microphone; I read from the scripture
Leave it up to you to see the pictures
I hover above MC’s like a flying saucer
With the sorcery to alter the future
Present and the past, don’t be hesitant to ask
Me to be the man I’ll be the last
I’ll be movin fast on that ass, I stipulate your fate
I take a grip I’ll take a shot I’ll break your plates
Now can you take the weight or do I have to make it lighter tighter
Than you could imagine that I had to been when I recite a rhyme
I might as well be inside of your mind
I know you thinkin, “Damn! How does he? What was he a man
Or a machine with computerized diagrams?”
I tell em, “Nope! I am of the flesh, fresh, dope”
I’m set apart you’re just a shot in the dark
And the darkness casts no shadow
And I’ll be victorious, no matter who I battle
So every rapper in the house shut the fuck up!

Cause if it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- check one, check two
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all
- check a one two check a one two
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- a check one check two now I check you

Now everyone knows I got the Milk like D, homemade quilt
To get your wig peelt, like it should be
Top o’ the mornin to ya, it’s so many ways to do ya
I offer you the shield, just before I deal on ya
I recommend, that when I squeeze the puss from your skin
You pretend it ain’t happenin
Cause everywhere is my stompin grounds
When MC’s stepped in I stomp em down to the lowest
You the slowest rapper that I met, but you owe us all a favor
Not to, jet (nah you ain’t goin nowhere)
Not until you show us you be flippin
I give your body lashes and whippins
T crashes the board like Pippen, I has to be trippin
Not for your pleasure or your entertainment I came with
A crew called self, and everybody looked just like me

And we agreed that we dope fool
We got flavor and everyone knows who’s the saviour
Cause everyone knows, everyone knows
Everyone knows I got flow

And if it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- a check two, a mic a check two
If it wasn’t for a mic check I wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, a check a one two
If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
- a one two, and I’ma check you

*Alternate last verse*

Yeah, peep this out, peep this out, peep this out…
This here’s real life, right
And we are fully animated, highly intelligent, original life forms
Landin’ in your leavin’ (living) room
Now back up from the tell-lie-vision I need breathin’ room
We’ll be leavin’ soon on a runaway brain train
So sustain and seckle
Cuz wild game can’t be tamed or tackled or shackled when I echo this mic check
You know that
Can’t hold back the blowed back when I flow that
Ooh, blew his wig back for tryin’ to ride pig (piggy) back
Now dig that
I done slid back
Used my view finder
I’mma give you a reminder
I’m on the straight and narrow with no blinders
No blinders
But I still see the rhyme designers that bite like sidewinders
With ten toes down and I spin flows ’round and ’round
On an angle, with anger, the angular warlock-like strangler
Sociopathic, graphic
Psycho symptom: drastic
Plastic coated, bloated
Fatty tissue acid
I’m Jurassic I unmask it with a bread basket full of mold and yeast
The stench is a clencher when the gases are released
So inhale
Cuz you know you know you inhale
As it is in heaven
This is to my sistren and my brethren and it goes

If it wasn’t for a mic check you wouldn’t have a check at all
Now check one check two
Check one check two
Check one check two
(fade out)